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saturnznct · 2 years

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day in the life | ljn

➸ request from anon; omg i loved the day in the life of jaemin🥰🥰could you do a jeno version maybe?

➸ note; hihi thank u for the request! i have multiple im working on and this is the first one i finished hehe hope u all enjoy <3

➸ word count; 3387 words

➸ moonbyeol; aged 5, sanghoon; aged 2 weeks

➸ warning(s); a lot of breastfeeding

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Jeno wakes at five in the morning to the sound of wailing through the baby monitor. It’s only been around two hours since he heard the sound last, but it feels like he’s barely had any sleep at all, the way his body aches and his head slightly thrums in pain.

He feels you twisting and stretching beside him, getting ready to roll out of bed and tend to your two-week-old son.

‘Want me to go look at him?’ Jeno hums softly, offering to go and assess Sanghoon’s needs in exchange for your continued sleep.

‘I think he needs to be fed,’ you shake your head, already standing up and making your way to Sanghoon’s nursery. You return with him not even a minute later, tiny writhing bundle laying in your arms. Jeno watches while you get back into bed, sitting up straight against your pillows. Jeno places your breastfeeding pillow on your lap as you pull your shirt down, positioning Sanghoon so that he can easily latch to you.

‘There we go,’ you sigh, partly in discomfort, breath hitching when Jeno gently rubs circles onto the top of your breast, alleviating some of your pain.

‘What should we do today?’ you ask, ‘I don’t know if I can handle another day holed up in the house.’

Jeno smiles, ‘I’ll take Moonbyeol to school, then we can see if this little one’s up to maybe going on a walk? We can go for coffee or lunch.’

‘How about both?’

He laughs softly, ‘both it is.’

After around half an hour of feeding, Sanghoon finally pulls away, indicating he’s finished eating. Jeno, as per your usual routine, takes Sanghoon from you, laying him over his shoulder and patting his back. You pull your shirt back up, settling back down under the covers, and beginning to doze.

Jeno finishes burping Sanghoon, giving your shoulder a comforting squeeze and taking him back into his nursery.

‘Have a little more of a nap,’ he murmurs, ‘your sister will be up soon.’

Jeno goes back to bed himself, getting just over an hours sleep before his alarm goes off. He set it to be a mild-sounding one, as well as to play relatively quietly as to not disturb anyone else. He quickly scrolls through his notifications, answering a couple of messages, before hauling himself out of bed, making his way down the corridor to Moonbyeol’s bedroom. It’s still very dark in her bedroom, curtains drawn closed. He makes his way over to Moonbyeol’s bed, where she’s still fast asleep, deep under her star patterned duvet covers. Jeno sits on the edge of her bed, laying a gentle hand on her shoulder, and shaking her body softly.

‘Moonie,’ he sings, ‘wake up angel. Time to get ready for school.’

‘Daddy,’ she mumbles, small hands coming up to rub her eyes.

‘Good morning,’ Jeno strokes her hair gently.

‘Morning,’ she sighs.

‘What would you like for breakfast?’

‘Kimchi toast.’

‘Good choice. That’s what I want too.’

Jeno grins, kissing her cheek before flicking her lamp on and leaving the room.

The toast doesn’t take very long, you already had kimchi ready in the fridge, so he just mixes it with the cream cheese to make it a spread.

‘Where’s mummy/mommy?’ Moonbyeol has wandered down to the kitchen at the smell of ready toast.

’She’s catching up on some sleep baby,’ Jeno explains, putting down the plate in front of Moonbyeol, ‘baby brother kept her awake a lot of the night.’

‘Oh,’ she takes a bite of her toast.

The two dig in, crunching sounds echoing around the room.

Once they both finish, Jeno loads the dishes into the dishwasher, before following Moonbyeol back upstairs to her bedroom to start getting her ready to go to school.

Half an hour later, Moonbyeol’s face is washed, teeth are brushed, and school uniform is on. Jeno ties the small bow on her shirt with ease, he’s had a years practice now.

‘Ready?’

Moonbyeol nods, picking up her little backpack, the sun and moon keychains clanging together.

‘Let’s go baby.’

Moonbyeol’s school isn’t that far away from the house. Jeno purposely picked an area where his children would have access to the best schools. Moonbyeol requests her favourite songs during the drive.

‘Alright, we’re here sweetheart,’ Jeno parks the car, getting out and walking around to help Moonbyeol out. He holds her little hand, ignoring the pain of leaning down, escorting his little one into the playground.

‘Have a good day Moonie,’ he kisses her, waving goodbye as she runs off to stand with her class.

When Jeno gets home, he’s greeted by the sound of your soft singing, along with the noise of the kettle boiling.

‘Hey,’ Jeno smiles fondly at the sight of you, stood in the middle of the kitchen rocking your baby boy.

‘Oh, hi,’ you grin back, ‘Hoonie woke up, but he didn’t want to feed so I’m making some tea- do you want some coffee?’

‘Would love some,’ Jeno nods through a yawn, lack of sleep suddenly catching up to him, ‘want me to take him?’

‘Can do,’ he takes the baby from you, ‘good morning Hoonie.’

Sanghoon gurgles a little at the change, but settles quite quickly.

The caffeine wakes you both up.

‘I’ll try feeding him again,’ you sink down into the sofa cushions. Thankfully this time, he feeds. You watch TV and make small talk (mostly about Sanghoon) for around twenty minutes before he finishes eating, Jeno taking him to be burped.

‘God, I need to clean up a bit before we go out,’ you sigh, taking in your appearance through your phone camera.

‘Go take a shower, I got him,’ Jeno insists, ‘I’ll get him ready to go.’

’Thanks,’ you sigh in relief at the thought of taking a shower, you can’t even think of the last time you got the luxury.

Jeno dresses Sanghoon, it’s relatively cold outside, the weather beginning to take a dip in the mid-september. He double checks the diaper bag, making sure you have enough supplies; diapers, wipes, extra clothes, breastfeeding cover, a blanket, and all other possible necessities.

While you’re drying your hair, he plays with Sanghoon, who’s laying on his baby rocker, by lightly tickling the bottom of his feet.

You emerge from the bathroom a few minutes later, dressed and hair done, no makeup on, ready to go.

Jeno holds the heavy bag and you pop open the pram, placing Sanghoon inside and covering him with a blanket.

‘Ready to go?’ Jeno kisses your cheek.

‘Yeah, all set.’

The two of you walk along your street and towards the park, you pushing Sanghoon.

‘Are you alright? Are you sore anywhere?’ Jeno asks, being mindful of how this is the most physical activity you’d done after giving birth not even three weeks earlier.

‘A little, but it’s tolerable.’

‘Are you sure? We can sit down if you’re in pain and-‘

‘Jeno,’ you stop, resting a hand on his chest, ‘I’m fine. It’s been a couple of weeks and I’m not bleeding very much. And you know what all the midwives say, going on walks are great for recovery.’

‘If you say so,’ Jeno lifts a hand to squeeze yours, ‘let’s get to the cafe.’

The cafe is within the park, a cute little quaint building. You sit down, Jeno going to the counter and ordering your drinks and food while you push Sanghoon’s pram back and forth, keeping him settled.

Jeno places your drink down, laughing when you start sipping your drink before he’s even sat back down. Your food comes not long later, and you happily munch away on your toasted sandwich, well, as happily as you could while keeping an eye on your son. The hormones had you feeling quite anxious at times.

‘Please don’t start fussing,’ you murmur as you lift him out of the pram, patting his bottom a couple of times.

‘Does he need changed?’ Jeno asks.

‘Yeah, he’s a little wet,’ you stand up, grabbing the bag from underneath the pram and heading into the bathroom.

‘There you go Hoon, all clean,’ you button up his baby-grow, securing his little mittens and hat, ‘you’re being such a good boy today.’

Jeno grins when you come back to the table, holding Sanghoon in your arms.

‘Can I hold him?’ he asks, ‘I brought the wrap.’

‘You don’t have to ask,; you lean down, allowing Jeno to take Sanghoon from you.

‘Hi baby boy,’ Jeno smiles, kissing his little hand when he stretches, ‘want to walk with daddy?’

Sanghoon looks so warm and cosy laying against Jeno’s chest in the baby wrap, and Jeno loves having his son so close. He savours the moment, knowing all too well that he will soon grow up, and will be far too big for this.

You leave the cafe, you pushing the now empty pram while Jeno walks beside you holding Sanghoon in his arms, the rhythm of walking lulling him to sleep.

‘I’ll have to wake him when we get back,’ you sigh, ‘he’ll need to be fed again.’

‘He’s a little milk monster isn’t he,’ Jeno remarks, ‘your poor boobs.’

‘Tell me about it,’ you shake your head, ‘as much as I love feeding, it’ll be such a weight off when I can start pumping as well as normal feeding.’

‘I’ll be able to help you too,’ Jeno adds, ‘and I loved feeding Moonie.’

Jeno does the hard part for you once you get home. He gently massages Sanghoon’s tummy, which quickly rouses him from sleep. He naturally begins to cry, upset at the intrusion on his nap.

‘You can go back down once you’ve had some milk Hoonie,’ Jeno murmurs, ‘you need to eat.’

Sanghoon thankfully doesn’t refuse when he’s placed on your chest. Jeno cleans in the kitchen while Sanghoon feeds.

‘Jeno,’ you call softly when Sanghoon pulls away and stops trying to drink anymore.

Jeno burps Sanghoon, laughing at the volume. You follow him into the nursery, where you draw the blinds, Jeno silently rocking Sanghoon side to side, eventually lowering him down into his crib slowly. You brace yourself for the protesting cry, but it doesn’t come.

‘Good boy,’ Jeno whispers, the two of you quietly leaving the room and pulling the door half-closed.

‘Wanna help me with ironing?’ Jeno asks you softly, ‘you can sit on the sofa.’

His heart seizes as you look back at him with tired, sunken eyes. You look exhausted, but beautiful to him.

You nod just as he reaches his hand out, resting it on your cheek, before leaning in for a firm but gentle kiss.

‘What?’ you giggle, confused at his sudden affection.

‘I just love you.’

‘Love you too.’

You fold clothes as Jeno irons, and before you know it, it’s time to pick Moonbyeol up from school.

‘You gotta be quiet when you go inside Moonie,’ Jeno warns as the two approach the front door of your home, ‘baby brother might still be asleep.’

‘It’s only four o clock!’

‘Babies need lots of sleep Moonie,’ Jeno explains, opening the door as quietly as he could.

‘Mummy/mommy!’ Moonbyeol runs towards where you’re sitting on the sofa, coming to a stop when she notices the bundle in your arms.

‘Hi sweetheart, how was school?’ you ask her.

‘Good, I had fun,’ Moonbyeol mumbles, ‘what’s Hoonie doing?’

‘He’s drinking some milk Moonbyeol,’ you explain, ‘he needs milk to grow bigger, so he can grow up to be as big as you!’

‘Grandma says milk is good for my bones,’ Moonbyeol adds, referring to Jeno’s mother.

‘She’s right, makes them much stronger.’

Moonbyeol thinks for a moment, before pointing at your chest, ‘but why does he drink milk from there?’

‘Hey Moonie,’ Jeno sings, ‘speaking of milk, I think there may be some strawberry milk with our names on it in the fridge.’

‘Really?’ Moonbyeol gasps, bouncing on her feet before racing into the kitchen with her dad.

You just smile, ‘your daddy is getting good at distractions Hoonie.’

Once the excitement from the strawberry milk dies down, Moonbyeol joins you in the living room, curling up on the sofa beside you, full attention on the episodes of Pororo and Robocar Poli playing on the television. Sanghoon stays in his newborn swing, the repetitive rotation eventually lulling him back to sleep, after which Jeno moves him into a moses basket nearby. You’re so tired that you unintentionally also fall asleep against the arm of the sofa.

‘Daddy,’ Moonbyeol chirps up after an episode finishes.

‘Yeah Moonie?’ Jeno looks up from the now ironed washing he’s sorting into piles.

‘Can we go and play in my room?’

Jeno gives Moonbyeol a dejected smile, ‘we can’t Moonie, I have to stay here and watch Sanghoon.’

‘You always watch Sanghoon,’ Moonbyeol huffs, ‘why?’

‘Come here,’ Jeno holds his hands out, which Moonbyeol walks over to take, ‘you’re a big girl, you know that, right?’

Moonbyeol nods.

‘Well Sanghoon’s only little, he’s not as clever or strong like you, so he needs mummy/mommy and daddy around him all the time. It’s not because we don’t want to play with you or we love Hoonie more, Hoonie just needs us to do most things for him.’

‘But mummy/mommy’s here with Hoonie.’

‘Mummy/mommy’s asleep too, and mummy/mommy works really hard to look after Sanghoon, so she deserves the sleep she’s getting now.’

‘Okay,’ Moonbyeol nods, ‘it’s because I’m a big girl.’

‘Exactly!’ Jeno smiles, his eye-smile coming out, ‘come here.’

He hugs Moonbyeol tightly, ‘don’t forget that I love you, Moonie.’

‘Love you too Daddy.’

‘Now, do you want to help daddy make dinner?’

Thankfully due to the layout of your house, Jeno can see you and Sanghoon from the kitchen as he prepares the Japchae for dinner. Jeno keeps Moonbyeol busy by supervising her washing carrots and peppers, away from the heat of the hob. When the food is a few minutes away from being ready, Jeno suggests that Moonbyeol goes to wake you up.

‘Mummy/mommy,’ she shakes you gently, ‘dinner’s nearly finished.’

‘Oh,’ you murmur, eventually getting up and moving Sanghoon into the crib in his nursery where you can watch him from the monitor.

‘Smells so good,’ you mumble into Jeno’s back as you give him a back-hug, ‘thanks for letting me sleep a little.’

‘Hm, you deserved some rest,’ he nods, beginning to dish out the japchae into separate bowls for you all.

You and Jeno listen to Moonbyeol as she tells you all about the games she played at breaktime and the entire plot of the book that was read at story time.

The dishes thankfully can be put straight in the dishwasher.

‘Bath time, Moonie,’ Jeno announces, much to Moonbyeol’s delight. Jeno was always thankful to have a child who loved being bathed. She didn’t love the actual act of having her hair washed, but loved the play. Jeno quite enjoyed it too, he found it to be a great form of bonding with both of the children.

Sanghoon begins crying again while the bath is running, so you go and tend to him.

‘Mama,’ Moonbyeol drawls as she runs into your bedroom, hair slightly damp from being towel dried by Jeno.

‘Careful of mummy/mommy!’ Jeno runs in behind her, clearly struggling to keep up.

Moonbyeol doesn’t even need to be told, already coming to a stop next to your bed and peering over in curiosity.

‘You can sit next to me,’ you tell her, patting the empty space beside you. She crawls onto the bed, sidling up beside you as close as she could get. Jeno gets on the bed beside her, so that she’s sandwiched between you.

‘Is he hungry again?’ Moonbyeol asks, squirming a little when Jeno wraps an arm around her and pinches her sides lightly.

‘Yes, Sanghoon gets hungry a lot,’ you explain, ‘he eats maybe eight times a day.’

‘That’s a lot.’

‘Yeah, so he takes up a lot of mummy/mommy’s time, huh?’

‘Yeah…’ Moonbyeol pouts, ‘but daddy says its because he needs to grow up.’

‘Daddy’s right,’ you nod, sending a smile to Jeno, who is affectionately scratching Moonbyeol’s head, ‘it’s not because I don’t want to be with you, it’s just Hoonie needs me more, since you’re such a big girl.’

‘I know.’

‘We’ll do something nice this weekend when we go out with grandma and grandad,’ you promise, knowing there would likely be a prolonged period of time where Jeno’s mother would want the baby and you could give Moonbyeol some attention.

‘Okay,’ she smiles.

‘Hey Moonie, wanna hear Sanghoon burp?’ Jeno says as he notices Sanghoon pulling away.

‘Yeah,’ she grins as Jeno takes the baby from you.

Moonbyeol giggles maniacally when Sanghoon loudly burps.

‘I think it’s your bedtime, princess,’ Jeno announces as she calms down, prompting her to whine loudly.

‘Say goodnight to mama.’

Moonbyeol slumps her shoulders, but trudges over to you, throwing her arms around you and kissing your cheek.

‘Goodnight mummy/mommy, love you.’

‘I love you too Moonie. Goodnight.’

Jeno gives Sanghoon back to you before leading Moonbyeol out of your bedroom and to the bathroom so she can brush her teeth.

‘What colour do you want tonight?’ Jeno asks, referring to her nightlight that creates stars of various colours.

‘Pink,’ Moonbyeol mumbles, and so Jeno presses the button for pink stars, that instantly project onto the ceiling above.

‘Goodnight Moonie,’ Jeno leans down to kiss her forehead, ‘see you in the morning.’

‘Night daddy.’

When Jeno returns to your bedroom, you’re still laying with Sanghoon, who’s resting on your chest on his stomach, happily dozing through a milk coma.

Jeno returns to his side of the bed, eyes never leaving Sanghoon.

‘He’s so chilled,’ you lay a hand on his back, rubbing up and down gently.

‘He’s perfect,’ Jeno sighs, allowing himself to relax and settle into the mattress.

‘Mmh,’ you hum, using a spare hand to run a hand through his long black hair, ‘so are you.’

Jeno becomes shy, burying his face into the mattress, ‘that was cringey.’

‘Maybe, but it’s true,’ you smile, ‘you helped me so much with Moonie today. Just want you to know how much I appreciate you.’

‘Sometimes I feel a bit helpless when it comes to Sanghoon, I mean he’s a newborn, you’re his mother, you need each other. So I’m just trying to help you ease that burden a bit.’

‘I’ll… we’ll be okay.’

‘Always,’ he smiles, lifting his head and kissing your bare shoulder.

You yawn, stretching your legs and shoulders a little, trying to keep yourself awake. Jeno rolls over onto his side, propping himself up on his elbow.

‘Can I cuddle him?’

You grin at his innocent request, nodding and helping him with the handover.

The television plays quietly in the background as you watch them. Seeing Jeno like this always made your heart race, how attractive he looked in his white t-shirt and sweatpants, tiny baby on his chest. The sight always reminded you of how much you loved him, how much he does for your family, and how much you love what you’ve created together.

You wordlessly snuggle into his side, and Jeno throws his free arm around you, kissing your forehead.

You watch television together for around an hour or two, you falling asleep not long before Sanghoon fills his diaper (typical, Jeno thinks), and when Jeno returns, he places Sanghoon in his bed-side crib. Although he’s tired, he still deems it too early to sleep, so he scrolls through his phone, answering various work related messages and texts from members expressing their jealousy over his paternity leave. He slips out of the room after a while, taking the fastest shower he possibly can before brushing his teeth, as well as grabbing two glasses of water from the kitchen (you often wake up thirsty) and returning to bed, where you and the baby are thankfully still peacefully asleep.

‘Goodnight,’ Jeno kisses your cheek, although you don’t respond. He falls asleep with you in his arms.

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roosterscockpit · 1 year

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His Little Girl | Bradley Bradshaw x reader P. 43

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Hi, babes! I just want to reiterate how thankful I am for each and every one of you. For everyone who has been reading from the start and to all my new readers! THANK YOU SOO MUCH! I love you all sooo much, you mean the world to me 🥹🥰 Before I start to cry... Happy reading and enjoy! ❤️

A/n: It's a big day for you and Bradley! There may also be a lot of Hangster in here. I know some of you REALLY enjoyed their flirty remarks with one another 😏😏😉

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: cursing, playful hostility, teasing, crying, mocking, drinking, but a whole lot of love-dovey shit 😍

I also might have a surprise for you all later 😍🫶🏼

Please don't take my work, I will find you.

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Bradley’s POV

On our way to the store, Leia and I picked up Hangman. Leia insisted that he was a dog expert and had to come with us. We pulled up to the barracks and he was standing out front waiting for us.

He opened the car door with a smile and pulled the seat forward to greet Leia. She screamed with excitement. “Hangy! Look what daddy got me!” She practically shoved the puppy in his face.

His eyes went wide and he looked at me with a smile, “You actually got it for her, Rooster?” He grabbed the dog from Leia and gave it kisses. “That is a first. you never just do something. You always take a million years to pull a trigger.” He laughed as he rubbed noses with the puppy.

“Shut up and get in bitch, we’re going shopping.” I pulled my aviators down and looked at him.

“So hostile today.” He gave the puppy back to Leia and gave her a kiss on her head before he pushed the chair back in place. “I love it.” He climbed into the front seat and fist bumped me, “So what are we going to get?”

“We are going to be getting some stuff for the pup. Leia insisted you came because you are an expert with dogs.” I rolled my eyes behind my aviators.

He chuckled and put his aviators on before turning to Leia, “So Vapor, does the puppy have a name yet?”

“Yea, his name is Jake!” She started to laugh.

He looked at me with that cocky ass grin. “He couldn’t have had a more perfect name!” He reached back and high-fived Leia.

I shook my head, “She’s joking. She told me that last night to prank me.”

“No his name is Jake, daddy!”

“Hey if it isn’t his name, it should be! It’s a great name! He will be the coolest pup ever.” Jake slapped my shoulder and smiled.

I sighed, “Hangman, the only thing that pup will be is bullied at the dog park for having a name like Jake.” I started to laugh.

“Gosh, really hostile today, Rooster.” He shook his head and put his seatbelt on.

We arrived at the pet store. I brought over a cart and Hangman placed Leia and the puppy in it. I pushed the cart into the store. We browsed around as Leia picked out what she wanted for her pup.

After roaming around the pet store for an hour and a half, we left with a cart full of toys, treats, food, and more. Hangman insisted that the cart was too heavy for me to push so he volunteered to push it to my car. He loaded Leia into the car with the puppy as I loaded all the goodies into my trunk. We headed back to my house.

Leia brought the puppy out to the backyard to play while Hangman and I started to get things ready inside. We started putting all the toys away into a play crate.

“Hey man, so I actually wanted to ask you something.”

Hangman nodded, “Yea, sure, Rooster. What’s up?”

I ripped some tags off of a couple of toys, “So you know how y/n and I are going to get married?”

“I would love to.” Hangman laughed.

“Wait what? Do you even know what I was going to ask?” I looked at him confused.

He nodded his head, “Yea, to watch Vapor while you make baby Bradshaw #2?”

I laughed loudly and shook my head, “Hey man, we just got a dog. Baby Bradshaw #2 isn’t anywhere near in the upcoming future.” I threw toys into the crate. “I was actually going to ask, if you would uhm.” I gulped and looked up at him, “Be my best man?”

He looked up with furrowed brows and slowly dropped a toy into the crate. He blinked at me a couple of times and cocked his head, “Your best man?” He raised his eye brows in shock and he inhaled sharply, “Me, Rooster? Your best… man?” He pointed at himself.

I smirked at him, “Yea, Seresin. Will you be my best man?” I opened my eyes wide at him while raising my brows.

He sat on the floor and opened his eyes wide in shock, “Are you pranking me?”

I shook my head and chuckled. “I’m fucking serious.”

He huffed out a breath, “What about Maverick?”

I looked down and smiled, “I think y/n, might have other plans for Mav. So what do you say?”

Hangman smiled big, “I want you to ask me like you’re asking me to prom or homecoming.” He crossed his arms and raised his brows.

“What?” I cocked my head at him and squinted my eyes.

He laughed and leaned forward to pat my shoulder, “I’m kidding.” He stood up and was lost for words. He started to nod his head.

I stood up and bro hugged him. I patted him on the back. “Is that a yes?” I pulled away from him and put my arms out with curiosity.

He chuckled and nodded, “Yea man, I am honored. I would love to be your best man, Bradshaw.” He huffed out another breath and shook his head at me.

I patted his back, “I wouldn’t be here with my girls if it wasn’t for you, man. I have to thank you for the rest of my life for that. I am here because of you.” I pressed my lips into a line trying to hold my tears back.

Hangman’s head dropped and he wiped tears from his eyes. He looked up at me and took a deep breath, “Now I would have done that for anyone.” He laughed and nodded. He pulled me in for a hug, “Of course, Rooster. I know you would have done the same for me.”

I patted him on the back and pulled away, “Stop crying, Seresin.” I slapped his chest, “Be a man.” I smiled at him. “Thank you.”

He shook his head at me, “No, Rooster. Thank you.” He sniffled one last time and wiped his rolling tear. “All right, where’s the little Vapor girl and this puppy?” He clapped his hands and headed for the sliding door.

I laughed and went to place the play crate by the TV. I went into the kitchen and set up the puppy’s food and water bowl. I laughed at Leia’s choice of bowls. The one she chose for his food read, “Paws off my grub!” And the water bowl read, “Tears of my owners.” I shook my head before placing them on the floor and filling them.

I joined Leia and Hangman outside with the evergreen dog harness Leia chose for the pup. I came out onto the deck and watched as Hangman hopped around with the puppy as it chased him and Leia. Leia saw me and I held up the harness. “Ready to learn how to put a harness on him, babe?” She ran over.

I gave her the harness and she held it up to Hangman, “UNCLE JAKEYYY! Can you help me put the harness on?” She skipped over to Hangman.

I laughed and shook my head. I sat at the end of the deck and watched as he helped Leia put the harness on the puppy. He knelt down holding the puppy and Leia knelt next to him.

“Okay, Little V. First unbuckle the buckle.” He pointed to the black buckle and she unclasped it.

“Now we hold the puppy’s arms gently like this and slip his arms through these two spots.” He helped guide the puppy’s arms into the slots.

“And now his head.” Leia slipped the puppy’s head into the top hole. “Now buckle him up, honey.” She buckled the buckle and clapped. Hangman gave her a high-five. “Good job, honey! That was great!”

She grabbed the puppy from Hangman and placed it back on the floor so she could chase it around. Jake came over and sat with me at the deck.

I patted his back, “Thanks, man. I knew she would have wanted you to teach her.” I shook my head and watched Leia run around.

“What can I say, Rooster? I am her favorite.” He gave me a smug look and raised his brows.

“I don’t know how Sarah ( @sarahsmi13s 💕) does it man. You are so full of yourself.” I laughed and shoved his shoulder.

“Hey, I am a catch. She loves me.” He placed his hand on his chest and cocked his head. “Just like how y/n loves your sassy ass.”

I opened my mouth slightly and pushed my tongue to my cheek. I took a deep breath.

“Got you there, didn’t I bird boy?” Hangman laughed and patted my back. “So any ideas who is going to be my partner for the wedding? Who had y/n/n asked to be her maid of honor?”

“I already know whom she is going to ask, She just hasn’t done it yet.” I smiled at Hangman. “She’s hella cool though, don’t worry bud.” I slapped his chest. “But she does have a very VERY direct boyfriend. He has no filter, whatsoever.”

Hangman laughed, “Sounds like my kind of guy.”

I shook my head, “No, man. He is worse than you. But he’s got all the right intentions.”

“Okay, that’s a lot.” He laughed.

Later on that afternoon, we all sat down and put together some lunch. I called you as Hangman and I made homemade uncrustables with Leia.

“Hey, baby. How’s the meeting going?”

“Hi, Bradley. I am so tired! There is so much planning going on today.”

Hangman popped into the screen. “Hey, sweetheart!” He put his hand up and smiled.

“Oh hey, Hangman!” You smiled big and waved.

“Hey, girly! You are looking at your future husband’s best man!” He pointed at himself and smiled big.

“Oh my goodness, wait really!?” You covered your mouth and looked at me with wide eyes.

“That’s right, girl!” He started to do a little dance with his sandwich in his hand. “I wanted to be asked more formally, but you know. You get what you get.

I looked over at him with frown. “Really, man?”

You laughed, “How did you picture getting asked, Hangman?”

He leaned onto the counter and took a bite of his sandwich. He pointed it at you and smiled, “I am glad you asked, sweetheart.” He took another bite of his sandwich. “I pictured that he could write it out in the sky for me, got down on his knee with some beer, and asked me in front of everyone on base.”

“How the hell could I have written it in the sky and then got down on a knee to give you a beer?”

“Make it work. Show me some love, Rooster.” Hangman laughed as he took another bite of his sandwich. I shoved him. “Don’t get mad, Roo. I know you love me.”

“I think I might have to ask someone else to be my best man.” I laughed.

“No one is better than me. You know I’m the fun one.” He winked at me.

I brought my attention back to you. “I’m sorry, baby. We are wasting your lunch time. I will show you what Leia got for the puppy.” I showed you the bowls, all the toys, the dinner and water bowl, and his harness.

“Leia picked such great stuff!” You smiled and looked at your watch. “I have to get going, Brad. I have to go pick up my lunch still. I just wanted to call to check in. I will see you tonight. I love you.”

I got sad and nodded. “I’ll see you later, baby. I love you too.”

Hangman barged in holding Leia, “Bye momma! We love you too!” They waved at you.

I laughed and we all waved goodbye.

“I love you.” Hangman mocked me.

I shoved him and picked up my sandwich, “I hate you.”

Your POV

After a long night at work, you decided to meet up with Bri. You suggested you two meet at The Cordova bar. When you got there it wasn’t very busy. There was only about 10 people in there. It had just opened. You and Bri grabbed some key lime pie martinis and sat at a couch in the corner.

You sat facing one another and sipped your drinks.

“God, I needed this after these past couple of weeks.” I took another sip of my drink.

“Oh, girl I bet. It’s been a super eventful couple of weeks for you and it’s just going to get busier, sis.” She sipped her drink, “I’m really happy you asked me to come out. I wanted to let you know Billy’s little sister Alex ( @bradshawsbitch 💕) is here AND Amanda ( @callmemana 💕).” She winked at you.

You sat up, “Alex and Amanda are here?” Bri nodded at you, “I haven’t seen Alex since you and billy started dating. I remember when he brought her to the house. She was only like 14.”

“Yea well, she’s almost 22 now. She’s actually coming down here to stay with her man in the navy.” She winked at you.

“Oh no. Her too!” You started to laugh. “How about Amanda? She was around the same age as Alex the last time I saw her. How is she?”

Bri laughed, “She’s good. She just finished school. Mom and dad say she’s still at home with them, but she was thinking of coming to stay here with me at one point.” She took another sip of her drink. “But I just wanted to let you know they’ll be here for a couple of months. They’ll be staying with us at the house.” She set her drink down, “Not that you mind, you stay at Daddy rooster’s house.” She wiggled her eye brows at you.

You laughed and slapped her arm. You nodded and continued to laugh, “You know Bradley beat me to being the first to asking his best man to be his best man.” You raised your brows.

She put her drink on the back of the couch and looked at you with wide eyes, “You. Are. Joking!”

You shook your head, “I am not.” You bit your lip and raised your brows.

“Are you going to ask Penny?” She smiled curiously and sipped her drink.

You bit your lip and gave her a devious look. She looked at you concerned, “Bitch. What?”

You sipped your drink and put it down on the table in front of you. You pulled a box from your bag. You handed it to her and smiled. “Surprise!”

She looked at you funny and put her drink on the table next to yours. She grabbed the box and held it on her lap, “Is it our friend-averisay already? You shouldn’t have, babe!” She winked at you and lightly shook the box. You looked at her with wide eyes.

She untied the Navy blue velvet bow on the white box and removed the lid from the box. Her eyes went wide and she started to tear up.

“Oh my gosh! Y/n ! Really??” She wiped the tears rolling from her eyes. She looked up at you, “Are you serious right now?” She put her hand over her mouth.

You started to cry too. You nodded and put your arms out to her. She leaned into your embrace crying. You rubbed her back and held her head close to yours.

“Yes! A million times yes! Oh my gosh.” She pulled back and wiped her tears again. “This is so crazy!” She picked up her drink and downed the rest of it. “She put the empty glass on the table and started to rummage through the box.

The inner lid of the box read, “Will you be my maid of honor?” Inside there was blue shredded filler paper to fill the box. On top of that filler paper, there was a white rose, a white wine glass with Bri written across with navy blue lettering, a navy blue scrunchy that had a little tag that said, “To have and to hold that hair back”, some cute diamond stud earrings, and a cute crystal paperweight that had a big navy blue B on the top of it.

She looked at you and laughed with tears rolling down her face, “So does that mean I am stuck with Hangman for the wedding season?” She sniffled and laughed.

“I am so sorry girl, yes.” You laughed back and wiped her tears.

She shook her head, “I love you, y/n. Thank you so much.”

You pulled her in for another hug. “I love you too, Bri.”

After sobering up from your two drinks, you finally headed home. When you arrived home you were greeted by Bradley and Hangman.

“Hello, I am home!” You came through the front door and closed it behind you. You took off your boots. Bradley came running over and slammed into you hard. He peppered kisses all over your face.

“My baby! I missed you.” He gave you one last big kiss on your lips.

Hangman came around the corner with popcorn in his hand, “Would you both be quiet? Vapor and the puppy just fell asleep. GOSH! Some people have school tomorrow! No manners.” He shook his head and laughed.

You looked at him with narrowed eyes and put your arms out. He looked down and look up at you with a scrunched devious smile. He ran over daintily with his arms open and gave you a big hug.

“How is Bradley’s best man? What have you guys been up to?”

“Best man ever is great. We’ve just been hanging out. Being guys.”

You looked at him confused, “Being guys?”

He threw some popcorn at you, “You wouldn’t understand, sweetheart. It’s confidential.” He smirked at you and walked away.

You scoffed and laughed. Bradley picked up the popcorn and ate it. He threw his arm around you and walked over to the kitchen with Hangman.

“So Jake. I have good news for you.” You skipped over to his bowl of popcorn and stole some.

He threw more popcorn in his mouth and chewed it aggressively, “You’ve decided to leave Rooster and let me marry him instead?” He grabbed your hand, “You shouldn’t have, honey.”

You frowned and made your mouth into an o. You threw popcorn at him and he laughed. He put his hands up to defend himself, “YOU’RE WASTING MY POPCORN, Y/N! STOP!” He put all the loose popcorn back into the bowl, “What is your good news?”

“You officially have a partner for the wedding.” You smiled slyly.

He slapped his hands hard on the counter and then balled his fist. He brought his hands up to his face and yanked them back down, “YES! THAT’S MY FUCKING GIRL! CONGRATULATIONS, SWEETHEART!” He pulled you in hard and hugged you tightly. “Who did you ask?”

“I asked my best friend, Bri tonight. She said yes!” You squealed and Hangman matched your energy.

Bradley gave you a big hug, “congratulations, baby! I knew she would say yes!” He gave you a kiss. “How did you ask her?”

“Well, I made her a box. It was white with a Navy blue velvet bow. Inside of the lid, it said ‘will you be my maid of honor?’ And then I put a bunch of goodies in it.”

Bradley looked from the side of his eye at Hangman. He already had his hands on his hips with an annoyed look on his face. “Where is mine, Bradley Nicolas Bradshaw?”

Bradley looked at you and back at Hangman. He rolled his eyes, “Oh my gosh.”

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Don't worry, baby, there is more Hangster to come if it wasn't enough for you 😉 I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! You both have officially picked out your MOH and BM! I can't wait to see what the rest of the wedding planning will be like! I will see you all in the next part! 🫶🏼

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texanwithahotwife · 11 months

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The pool party. The wife gets her “game” back!

I promised more details from the pool party.

For a little background, the wife had surgery back in December and has been very self conscious about her looks. I and everyone else that has seen her naked since has tried to tell her that she looked great was falling on deaf ears. So for the last few months I have been trying to get her back to her former slutty self. On Friday we met a new bull for the first time and all went well, but she still wasn’t 100%, but dealt a lot better. This brings us to the Saturday Pool Party.

Since we her long time friends with the hosts and hadn’t seen the, for awhile, we arrived early and started drinking. By the time the other guests arrived, the wife was well lubricated, but still holding back. As the party progressed, more and more clothes started disappearing, but the wife kept her suit on. At this time she was only one of two clothed. Enter the new guy, we’ll call Bob. Even though Bob was married, he came to the party alone, with a free pass. Pretty much everyone was in the pool at this time and several groups were starting to play. Several people, including the hosts kept telling my wife to take off her suit. She said, someone would have to get it off. Well several tried and failed. About this time she was daring guys to try to take it off. About this time mentioned that she should dare Bob, and she did. I admit she put up a struggle, but he managed to get the suit off. I told her she should reward him for his effort, so she approached him in the pool. Within minutes ites she has her arms around his neck kissing, and obviously trying to get his cock inside her. Now, once my wife puts her mind to something. It’s going to happen. Soon, she was riding him in the pool and screaming with her first of many orgasms.

Something happened, and they broke apart, and she had to leave to go to the bathroom. I went up to Bob and introduced myself, and then told him, he had already met my wife. He was a little concerned, but I assured him that this was why we were here he then told me how lucky I was. About 15 minutes later several people had moved inside to get food including. The wife and Bob.I got there just in time to hear the wife ask where they could go and “play”? They’re were directed to one of the bedrooms and off they went.

Now as I have mentioned before I love watching my wife with other guys, but this time, I let them go knowing I would hear details later. I went back to the pool to have my own fun. After about 45 minutes, Bob comes out the door, and walks straight over to me and state, “ your wife is Fantastic, and I was a lucky man” . Now realize that Bob is a young stud and he is jealous of me, because of my wife.

Eventually the wife comes out , with a big smile on her face and gives me a big kiss. I could tell that wif great “slutty wife “ was back. She gave me a brief rundown of what happened including lots of fucking with a few breaks to recoup and talk. Found out later that he had deposited 2 loads inside her during that time.

I figured they were thru, and it was our time to play as a couple with the host.. she had promised the wife that she was going to “jump her husband.” The four of us headed to a private room, and Bob followed. I assume he didn’t find anyone else to play with. Unfortunately for the host, the husband was having performance issues, so the wife could get him hard, so the host wife stepped in. My wife says, “well I can’t get him hard, but I know who I can, and looked right at Bob”. Well Bob didn’t need a second hint. Within seconds, they were goin at it on the couch while I was eating the Host wife’s pussy while she tried in vein to wake up her husband. Now I got a great show and and understood why my wife had enjoyed the previous times. They fucked for another half hour, before the wife had to to call time. She had to d it that Bob had worn her out.

After exchanging numbers and saying our goodbyes, we went back to our hotel. Now I got to reclaim my beautiful wife. Even though, she was complexly worn out, she was as determined as I was. Now I love ducking a good cream pie, so I was not disappointed. Even though it had been at least 30 minutes since he pulled out for the;last time, I was shocked at how filled her pussy was. I also pulled out several times so she could taste him on me. That really turned her on and I eventually got to add my load to hers and we both drifted asleep.

She woke the next morning with a text from Bob, saying “ he couldn’t wait until next time, and to be sure and tell her hi]us and how lucky he was”. Trust me, I know….

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clatterbane · 24 days

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This shit is making me a little nervous, ngl. Maybe an hour ago, I went ahead and ate this pretty yummy tteokbokki cup (with some added kimchi and cheese), which I had actually been holding off on because it usually it is likely to hit my blood sugar like a truck even with loading up on plenty of insulin beforehand. Normally I would start out with 4 units in advance, and be prepared to get like 2-4 more units in later to cover that amount of concentrated particularly high glycemic rice carbs. By this time after eating it, I would likely be reaching for the insulin as the graph is shooting up into the red above the top range lines there. It's enough of a PITA that I just haven't felt like dealing with that enough to eat the thing.

But, tonight? One unit in advance just because it felt like maybe I shouldn't push my luck that hard to go totally without, and this is what the graph is doing:

(That's a new sensor put on yesterday, and it's wanting to be particularly noisy in the readings. Just ignore the aggravating spikiness of that line. I have double checked by finger sticks to calibrate, and it is accurate enough down the middle.)

Going by recent experience, I may actually need to grab a sweet snack before long, to keep that one freaking unit of insulin for a carb-dense meal from crashing my blood sugar right about when I want to go to bed.

Yeah, my three (3) remaining beta cells have apparently all decided to wake up at the same time recently, and go back to work cranking out their own insulin specifically in response to eating. And particularly later in the day. They seem to be night owls too.

It's apparently not unusual for later-onset folks like me to keep some level of insulin production going for longer. Which can change unpredictably.

Don't know if you can even call it a "honeymoon" at this point, since I do seem to be Stubborn Beta Cells Georg. They are still pulling this shit over 15 years in. That's kinda how the extended NHS medical negligence didn't just flat out kill me much faster. Kept limping along with just enough production to keep me progressively sicker and developing complications but only half-dead until that huge crash. Don't know how they managed it, or how they are this persistent even after it looked like they had finally keeled over for good. But, they're still going enough normally that I the endo has been surprised at how relatively little insulin I do normally need.

Some decent backup does seem to have let them recover enough to occasionally come back to work part time, though. This is just the biggest effort they've put in again so far. It's fucking weird.

Impossible to tell when that stubborn handful of beta cells will decide to go back on strike again, of course. But yeah, may as well take advantage of it while it lasts. Thus the post-midnight rice cake snack to begin with!

Maybe I should go ahead and cook some of the real deal over the weekend. I bought some tteokbokki a while back, because I do love it, but hadn't quite psyched myself up to fix it yet. May go for a cheesy variation, because why not.

Not my pic, but it is making me hungry.

#personal #T1 diabetes #food #diabetes

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missvelvetsstuff · 9 months

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The Wrong One

Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader

Reader meets Steve while he's on the run and sticks with him through thick and thin. Until he sees Peggy again.

2. Nomad

Warning : swearing, angst

The next year and a half was intense, holing up in whatever kind of shelter they could find. Sometimes they could get comfortable in one place for a couple of weeks, one house in S Africa they squatted for a whole month before the owners returned and they had to sneak away. A couple of times they only rested for a few hours before they were forced to flee.

There was a frantic romance to the situation. Their love seemed all encompassing as they took whatever time they could find to connect.

They fought some, mostly about how dangerous being on the run was and Steve wanting to end it so she could have a normal life but she was as stubborn as he was and refused to let him go.

"I never should have tried to court you, this is no life for you!"

"I knew what I was getting into and I'd do it all over again. A life with you, regardless of everything else, is exactly what I want. So stop pushing me away."

Once he disappeared with Nat, Wanda and Sam for 3 days, planning to leave Y/N behind for good but he couldn't do it. The morning of the 3rd day Steve broke down in Sams arms and the group returned to the old, abandoned house where they left her.

Y/N was still there but she was devastated and furious that he had left her. She hadn't slept since she realized they were gone and was on the verge of a breakdown as well. Their fight destroyed the house, his reflexes helping him avoid being hit by anything she threw at him. Steve ended up on his knees crying and begging for forgiveness. She told him that if he ever did anything like that again, even the serum wouldn't save him from her wrath.

A few days later he took her on a picnic in a clearing near a stream.

"I know I've been an idiot and I still worry about the effect living on the run will have on you but I couldn't survive on my own. Will you marry me?"

Y/N nodded happily, eyes full of happy tears. "Yes! Of course."

One morning, not long after he proposed, they were staying in a safe house in Scotland so that Wanda could meet up with Vision and Steve received a call about some trouble in Edinburgh. They left Y/N behind but Steve promised to come back for her.

When they returned she already had everything packed up and ready for the next move. She was surprised to see Natasha and the quinjet and excited to return to the states even if she was considered a fugitive. She had no real family and only a couple of friends but it was still home.

They barely left the jet before loading back up for the trip to Wakanda. Steve was distracted talking to his team about this new threat and how best to fight. Y/N just sat anxiously trying to listen without being obvious but only catching a word here and there. The hum of the planes engines lulled her to sleep.

Chapter 3

#steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x you #steve rogers fanfiction #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #james bucky barnes x reader #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes x you #angst with a happy ending #the wrong one

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jpitha · 1 year

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Hidden Depths 10

Awakenings 1 2 3 4

Hidden Depths 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9

As Nilan and Ta'reni left the office, Chloe turned to James and Fellmeli. "Vivenni is on the right track. We're going to need some help if we're going to survive this. Whoever was in system is enough for now, but soon the Venusians are going to be done doing whatever it is they're doing and really attack. We'll need to be ready."

"Agreed, but what are we going to do?" James said.

"Also, what about the folks on the Reach?" Fellmeli added.

"Like I said, I know someone. I linked a beacon out as soon as the attack started. If we're lucky, they should be here soon. Meanwhile, you should send word down to them to pack up and get ready to evacuate up here. If things go bad, Starbase can link away now. There's no need to subject them to domination by Venus."

"Okay, I'll get a message composed and sent down right away" Fellmeli said, and turned to leave.

"James, I need your help too." Chloe gestured to him to follow. James looked at Fellmeli who shrugged and went into the other room to record another message.

As they walked Chloe didn't check to see if James was following, she just started talking. "There's a K'laxi onboard we need to find."

"Another one?"

"Yes. Her name is Cereni and she is one of the best loadmasters I've ever seen. She'll be needed to get the dropship that is coming loaded up and secured for the ride up. I know she lives here but..." Chloe paused. "She won't be pleased to hear from me. Can you reach out?"

James raised an eyebrow. "If I do, and she agrees to help, won't she be extra mad that you asked someone else on your behalf for help? She might just leave then when she learns that."

Chloe sighed. She hated to admit James was right. "Okay, yes. I'll talk to her." She clicked her headset. "Starbase! Can you tell me where Cereni Hemiganian is?

"One moment please Chloe."

****

Cereni had made it back to her quarters. The attack was still ongoing but there seemed to not be as much of a direct threat as a couple hours earlier, so Starbase said everyone could leave the shelters, but had to go home and stay there for now. Hopefully, whoever was out there would do what they came to do and leave, or be repelled by the forces in system.

She was sitting down to a late meal when the door chimed. "Who is it?" She called over the annunciator.

There was a slight pause. "It's Chloe."

She laughed. "Chloe it hasn't even been half a year, and you're back? You know my answer. No."

Chloe sighed over the open channel. "Cereni, I'm sorry. What I did was wrong, and I should have told you the truth from the get go. You and Sophie should have been more informed about what I was asking you to do. I did not intend to blow the reactors on Spruces, but I saw an opportunity for an edge and I took it. I can't even find Sophie to apologize to her, she's ignored all my messages. Can you at least open the door so we can talk?"

The door clicked open. Cereni stood there arms akimbo. She was annoyed at how attracted she was to Chloe and yet how mad she made her.

"Come in then. I'm just sitting down to eat, do you want anything?"

"Actually, I could really go for some tea if you have any."

Cereni flicked her ear. "Alright, sure. Let's have some tea and talk."

****

After a few cups of tea, Cereni was trying to understand what was going on.

"So, it's the Imperial...."

"Imperial Venusian Navy yes"

"And they've declared that AIs aren't people?"

"Yes."

"Which we all don't agree with."

"I should hope not!"

"But why are they here? Why now? Why not just stay in the Sol system and make their little proclamations from there?"

Chloe shrugged and took another sip of tea. "I really don't know. Maybe they defeated the OPA, maybe they haven't and are trying to capture more materiel for their war effort back home. Maybe this is just a vanguard to see how soft - or not - the colonies are and will come with a larger force later. Regardless, they are here, they don't think I or anyone like me should be alive and if they capture us, it will not be pleasant."

Cereni leaned back in her chair and sighed. "Why me though?"

"You know the colony on the planet below? Zen'ma'gan's Reach?"

"Yeah, K'laxi colony; older than Starbase, but never really took off. The planet is too dry for us, it never got much past the initial town they founded when they landed."

"The Venusians won't be nice to them if they capture Starbase. We need to get them off world."

"That's doable I guess. There's time for them to pack, and we..." she gasped. "You called Abyssal Plains!"

Chloe nodded. "I don't know if they'll come, but if they do, they are going to need a loadmaster, and I remember Abyssal saying you were their best."

Cereni smirked. "Chloe, that's...so sweet. You remembered such a small detail about me and was able to use it to try and help the people down on the Reach."

Even though she was an AI in an artifical body, she still felt things; the builders of AI bodies are very thorough. Chloe blushed, just a bit.

"Well, yes, Um. It's good to know the skills of people around you in case they're needed. It's just good planning." She managed.

"Uh huh." Cereni said, still smiling. She drained her tea.

"I'll help. I won't forget how upset I was before, but I will remember how you apologized and came to me with all the information this time." She looked at Chloe. "You did come to me with all the information this time, yes?"

Chloe blurted out: "Well, Starbase is also made up of an old Starjumper named Picaresque who we had thought had been offloaded when the Starjumper was integrated into Starbase but wasn't and was just dormant until Gord found out and woke him up and that's what cased the gravity anolomy earlier today, but that wasn't related to the Venusians attacking."

Cereni opened her mouth to reply but Chloe continued.

"Also, we just asked a very cute human and k'laxi couple to go to K'lax and ask on our behalf for help defending ourselves from the Venusians."

Cereni closed her mouth. There was no stopping Chloe now.

"And also Gord - he's a really old AI, older than me - and Lucas - I don't know who he is, but he seems useful - decided to go grab a couple Starjumpers and accelerate up to a quarter of the speed of light to attach to the human colony ship Mt Greylock - which is currently breaking to come in system - and slow them down quicker so they can link over because then we'll have another source of ships and materiel that can be used in our defense.

Cereni's ears flattened.

"That's pretty much it though. She clicked her headset. Starbase, Picaresque, did I miss anything?"

"No Chloe, that's pretty much it I think." Picaresque answered. "Good evening Cereni, my name is Picaresque. I'm here with Starbase."

Cereni's mouth was agape. "There's two of you now?"

"Yes, it's a little cramped in here, but we're getting by" Starbase said. "Picaresque gave me access to the systems still inside him that were never integrated over, so now we have a wormhole generator, two more reactors and even a Starjumper class weapons battery! Just the one though, so we'll have to save it for defense."

"Wow. Um, okay." Cereni looked at Chloe, who was trying very hard to not look worried. "Thank you Chloe for your honesty even if it was a little...much."

"I-I didn't want you to think I was keeping anything from you."

"Yes, I believe you."

"So, you'll help?"

"Yes. I'll help." Cereni stood. "Just one more thing, who is Gord again?"

She told him.

"THE MAPLE GUY????"

Chloe laughed. "He will be entirely too pleased with himself if that becomes his legacy."

"Come on, let's go. We should get ready for Abyssal's arrival. I could also use your help with the loading on Starbase. If we have to link away, we're going to have to see how far down we can condense things and that'll mean moving mass around."

"Lead the way then Chloe." and she took her hand.

Chloe had a very small intake of breath, and squeezed it gently back.

They walked out towards the Administrators office together.

Part 11!

#humans are space orcs #humans and ai #humans are space oddities #humans are space capybaras #writing #scifi writing #humans are deathworlders #sci fi writing

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enha-hype · 10 months

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♪ song series ♪

hi! this is the second instalment in a series of oneshots i will be writing based on/inspired by a certain song. (note : in this particular fic there's another song featured) i recommend listening to the song(s) once before you read it <3

#2 summer love (song 1 | song 2)

pairing : lee felix x gn reader (established relationship)

genre : songfic, angstttt, pining, fluff if you squint, not a happy ending i'm afraid

warnings : none that i can think of, it's just sad ig. but if there's something you'd like me to add, lmk <3

w.c. : 1.7k

disclaimer : this is purely a work of fiction made for entertainment purposes only!

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22 hours left

You watch Felix as he goes around the kitchen getting the ingredients for the batter ready. You try to etch it all into your memory - his little nose scrunches, the way the sunlight streaming in through the window highlights his beautiful freckles, the shape of his lips… Sigh. Pictures never do him justice. And even if they did, what would be the point? You have to leave tomorrow and nothing could change that, or the grief that’s bound to follow.

Ugh, screw all those stupid romcoms and their happy couples and unrealistic endings! You wish it were as easy as they made it out to be, where one of them just quits their job and leaves home and everyone and everything they know basically, to move halfway across the world and be with the love of their life like it’s no big deal, like it’s the most practical decision ever, and of course they’re all loaded enough to be able to afford it. Stupid. Ridiculous. Know what’s even more ridiculous? The fact that you two had fallen so hopelessly in love over the span of just two months, knowing full well this relationship could have no future. Stupid stupid stupid. If the universe was so intent on handing you the cliché fall in love on vacation trope, why not give you the romcom ending as well? Why torture you like this?

Felix meets your gaze and smiles, though there's something sad about it. “Don’t do that please,”

“Do what?” you feign ignorance and blink innocently, which earns a proper smile from him this time. It tugs at your heart.

“You know what. Watch me with that forlorn look in your eyes. It makes me wanna bear hug you and never let go,” he says as he walks over and does just that.

Your lips curve up into a smile. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Lix. You’ll come up with any excuse to touch me,”

“Well if you don't like it–” he starts to pull away.

“Nooo I didn't say that,” you pull his arms back around you and you both laugh. Which is followed by a heavy silence that settles in the nooks and crannies of the room, somehow making the morning not so bright anymore. You're both joking around and dodging questions and being flippant because not doing that would mean having a serious conversation. Not doing that would mean confronting reality and having to say your goodbyes and you promised each other not to be all blue and gloomy on your last day together. You both know the other is also thinking about this, and how not talking about it is just making things weird.

Felix clears his throat, unwrapping his arms from around you. “I should get back to the pancakes. Don't wanna burn them like last time,”

“Right, haha,” you resist the urge to reach out and have him lock his arms around you again, trying to ignore how cold you suddenly feel.

You hate how painfully awkward you've become over the past few days – walking on eggshells and not being able to say what you're really thinking half the time, swallowing feelings and stopping mid-sentence.

Fifteen minutes later you're sitting at the table and Felix sets down a plate in front of you : chocolate chip pancakes with dark chocolate syrup, whipped cream and ice cream. You gape at him. He’s indulging your sweet tooth way too much.

“You're trying to make me diabetic!” you complain, but give him a peck on his cheek.

“Only for today,” he chuckles and then bites his lip, realising he probably should’ve worded that better.

Only for today. Right. Because from tomorrow he won't even be able to see you, much less make you your favourite breakfast. And you're just supposed to go back to your old life and move on after….all this. After Felix. Totally easy. Totally–

“Hey you wanna watch a movie after?” he interrupts, sensing you going down a spiral. “And then go to the beach?”

You smile at his mention of the beach – it was where you first met. Where it all started. Where you’d spent most of your days together over the past two months. Playing silly games, learning how to surf. Lazy afternoons and late nights. Early morning walks along the shoreline to catch the sunrise. The first kiss you shared on one such walk. It all seems to have gone by in a blur.

17 hours left

You ended up not going to the beach.

You had put on a comedy movie but neither of you laughed much - not because the movie wasn’t funny, but because you just couldn’t bring yourselves to focus. Felix ended up dozing off halfway through, his head nuzzled on your shoulder. You watched the rest of the movie on mute, careful not to move or make a noise so you wouldn’t wake him. He woke up cursing about half an hour later, mad at himself for falling asleep and wasting what little time you have left together. You assured him it was fine, that you were happy just having him by your side. He complained that he wasn’t happy about having spent the half hour unconscious, especially when you were right next to him.

“You’re so cute when you’re sulky,” you’d said, smothering him with kisses. Then he started kissing you back, and uh, let’s just say that the two of you got a little carried away.

12 hours left

Felix sits you down in the living room saying he has a surprise for you.

“Don’t open your eyes until it’s time!”

“How will I know it’s time if I can’t see?”

“You’ll knoww.”

You frown. For a few seconds, there’s only silence. Then you hear a chair being pulled back a few feet away. You hear him clear his throat. You gasp when you hear the piano, your eyes snapping open. A lump forms in your throat as he flashes you a smile and starts singing the first line.

“I know, you know, we know

We weren't meant for each other and it's fine

But if the world was ending

You'd come over, right?

You'd come over and you'd stay the night

Would you love me for the hell of it?

All our fears would be irrelevant

If the world was ending

You'd come over, right?

The sky'd be falling and I'd hold you tight

And there wouldn't be a reason why

We would even have to say goodbye

If the world was ending

You'd come over, right?

Right?”

There’s something about the way he whisper-sings that last ‘right?’ because suddenly it’s impossible to hold the tears back any longer or pretend nothing's wrong. You run into his arms, clutching him so tight and wonder how the hell that single word could be packed with so much hope and despair and joy and sorrow at the same time because it honestly shattered you.

You suppose it's kind of funny in a sad way, because he's hastily wiping at your cheeks asking you to please not cry but he's crying too, and maybe one day you'll both be able to look back and laugh about this, but right now dear God, you swear you could physically feel your heart break into a million little pieces.

10 hours left

You’re both lying on the couch now, secretly grateful for the cramped space that makes being so squeezed up next to each other necessary. Neither of you suggests moving to the bedroom. You feel his body rise and fall with every breath and you try to focus only on that and not think about anything else. The sun has set and a soft summer breeze blows in through the open window. You watch him absentmindedly fiddle with your intertwined fingers.

“So much for not talking about it,” you snort.

“Well who asked you to start crying and ruin it?”

You elbow him. “Who asked you to choose that stupid song?”

“Hey don’t blame the song!”

“Oh no I’m blaming you, Lee Felix,”

He jabs you in the side playfully and then kisses your cheek. You tilt your head to look at him. His eyes are puffy and the tip of his nose red. Your heart aches at the sight, although your own face is probably no better at the moment. With your free hand, you push back the hair from his forehead. He closes his eyes as you trace lines along his freckles like they’re constellations. “Please don't come to drop me off tomorrow,” you say quietly.

His eyes snap open. He opens his mouth like he's about to protest, then thinks better of it and purses his lips. He nods once, solemnly. He wouldn’t be able to watch you walk away, either.

“Do you regret it?” he asks, after a few minutes of silence.

“What?”

“This. Us. Meeting me.”

“You're a dumbass if you think I do,”

He smiles and the ache eases a little. “I don't either. You're worth the heartbreak,”

You try not to let the word heartbreak sink in. “I didn't know you were capable of being so cheesy,” you tease.

“It's all the excess cheese from the Tteokbokki you made for lunch,” he answers without missing a beat.

“Well you gave me diabetes, it's only fair that I give you high cholesterol,”

He laughs. “God, Y/n...”

“Hmm?”

“Nothing,”

You look over at him again and you know what he meant to say. And why he didn't say it.

10 minutes

You were hoping you could leave quietly before Felix woke up like you had originally planned, but to your dismay and a bit of irritating delight, he was up even before you were. He made coffee, which you both drank at the table wordlessly. He helped with last-minute packing. Then he sat in the living room as you got ready, his expression unreadable.

Your suitcase is by the door. The taxi is waiting outside. You’ve checked and rechecked that you have your passport and other important items. You’ve avoided meeting his eyes since you woke up this morning although you stole plenty of glances when he wasn’t looking because you don’t know if you can handle what you see in them. But you can’t any longer – there’s hardly 10 minutes left before you have to walk out the door. Taking a deep breath, you make your way to where he’s standing. You hesitantly take his hand in yours – they’re cold despite the warm weather. You look up at him and– oh God. What are you even supposed to say? You don’t know and you don’t want to know, you don’t want to say anything that will make this real, you want to pretend none of this is happening. And so you just stare at him helplessly until he cups your face and presses his lips to yours and the entire world melts away for a few minutes.

You had never said your ‘I love you’s. But when you pulled back from the kiss and he looked at you with that earnestness in his watery eyes, it was as clear as day. You knew. And as you make your way to the airport, you can only pray that he knows too.

(Actual clip of Felix singing the song for extra feels)

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vampyrsutton · 11 months

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Fuck Hole

Summary:

Yamaguchi really doesn't want to do chores and decides to make it Tsukishima's problem. Tsukishima is quick to put him in his place.

Ao3 Tags:

Bondage, Dirty Talk, Punishment, Anal Plug, Anal Sex, Cock Rings, Overstimulation, Background Poly, Dacryphilia, Hair-pulling, Multiple Orgasms, Adulting, Dom/sub, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Yamaguchi Tadashi is a Little Shit, Post-Time Skip, Dom Tsukishima Kei, Sub Yamaguchi Tadashi

Notes:

For Day 1 of NSFW TsukkiYama Week!

Prompt: Fuck Hole

Day 2-5 cannot be posted here, but can be found Here!

"How are you holding up?" Tsukishima asks from where he stands smirking in the doorway as he takes in the sight of his tied-up boyfriend.

It was their first weekend free together since moving in, and Yamaguchi had insisted on doing something kinky despite the fact they had a million chores to do for the same reason.

His suggestion?

A large plug and free use for Tsukishima.

This had worked fine for a few hours of Yamaguchi struggling through his half of the chores that had gotten increasingly difficult after the second load of cum being fucked into him and plugged and the cock ring that was keeping him hard and needy.

Despite the blonde's reservations and insistence they should focus on cleaning, he hadn't hesitated to tie up Yamaguchi so he was stuck in doggy style with a wand on low against his balls and the ring still in place as punishment when he had found the shorter man trying to jerk off.

Now, here he was about an hour later, having finished the first half of his chores and come back to fuck another load into the greenette's sloppy little hole, the rest being held in by the plug.

"Tsuki~" Yamaguchi groans, still unsuccessful in his attempts to escape the torture to his balls. "Let me cum already!"

"Now is that really any way to ask?" Tsukishima chuckles as he comes closer, playing with the plug a bit just to hear him cry out and watch him try to squirm away. "Color?"

"Green," Yamaguchi whines without hesitation, trying to get friction on something , but Tsukishima has him tied up perfectly to have no outlet. "My dick feels like it's going to explode though."

It looks like it too as it hangs between Yamaguchi's legs, angry and red as it leaks a steady stream of precum.

"It probably is time for a break." Tsukishima muses, checking his phone where he had a stopwatch open. "Sure you wanna cum though? You did say I could do whatever I want and I don't plan on stopping just because you're sensitive."

Yamaguchi bites back a moan at the thought as he nods. "Please?" It sounds pathetic, even to him.

Tsukishima hums in thought, tilting his head before sighing as though annoyed. "Fine. You better not start whining though."

"I won't. I'll stay quiet. Just please, Tsuki." Yamaguchi pleads once more, moaning when the ring start coming off and clenching his stomach muscles in an attempt to fight off his orgasm.

"Huh, honestly expected you to cum on the spot," Tsukishima admits as he undoes his pants to free only his cock.

The impersonal vibe was half the thrill for Yamaguchi as it made him feel even more used. Like nothing but a fuck hole.

Yamaguchi's dick twitches at the thought, leaking further as Tsukishima starts pulling out the plug to line up with the greenette's fluttering hole.

"A shame really." Tsukishima sighs apathetically, leaning over the former captain to hide his smirk against his ear. "Was looking forward to fucking you through it until you cried on my cock."

Yamaguchi whines, squirming in his futile effort to get a hand on his dick to stave off his orgasm before moaning loudly as Tsukishima sinks inside with nothing but the excess lube to slick the way.

"Shit, Yams." Tsukishima groans in his ear as he seats himself inside. "How are you still tight? Just a perfect little hole, aren't you?"

Yamaguchi, despite this being his idea, feels his ears flame red as he hides his face only to moan when his attempts at hiding lead to Tsukishima sitting back and pulling up his head with fluffy green hair that the blonde uses as leverage as he starts up a fast pace.

"Tsuki~!" He moans, jerking when his prostate is hit with malicious accuracy and his cock throbs . "AH! Wait! If you do that, I'll cum!" Yamaguchi warns, trying to squirm away only for his hair to be pulled tighter.

"Good," Tsukishima smirks, using his superior height to give Yamaguchi a sloppy kiss that leaves him panting. "I did say I wanted you crying on my cock, didn't I? What better way than forcing your orgasm out of you against your will?"

Yamaguchi whines against the blonde's lips, panting as moan after moan is fucked out of him and he starts shaking in his efforts to hold off. "Tsuki…"

"Come on, Yams~" Tsukishima teases, pulling the smaller man back further so the angle leaves his prostate open for torture. "Cum for me, baby. Show me what a good little fuck hole you are. That's what you wanted, right? For me to use you and fill you with enough cum that you need the plug to even think about getting up without leaking? Wanted to be a good little fuck toy for me to use and abuse for my pleasure? An obedient little cum dump? God, if only the others weren't overseas. You'd look so hot struggling to hold all of our cum. Especially with Sho's stamina." A dark chuckle. "You'd probably pass out long before we were done with you."

The mere thought has him moaning loudly, cock jumping in his need to cum. "Fuck, please. Please, Tsuki." He begs, no clue as to what he's actually begging for, but wanting something .

Tsukishima laughs meanly at how pathetic Yamaguchi sounds. "So worked up already? Are you really that desperate to be used like a whore?"

Yamaguchi bites his lip with a whine but doesn't deny it, just whimpering as Tsukishima pounds into him until a well-aimed thrust to his prostate rips a moan out of him.

"Answer me, Yamaguchi." Tsukishima tsks, smacking his ass with his free hand and cursing at how the greenette clenches around his cock.

"Fuck! Yes, Tsuki! Yes, fuck, please! Use me! Please! Wanna be a good whore for you!" Yamaguchi rambles, nearly sobbing when this finally earns him a hand on his neglected cock as the blonde starts stroking him in earnest. "Tsuki!"

"There you go, baby," Tsukishima smirks as he lets go of the green-tinted lock to hold the smaller man up by an arm wrapped around his chest to start sucking marks into freckled skin and listen to him whimper. " Come on, Yams. Cum for me won't you? You're so sensitive right now, I bet I'd have you crying in no time."

Yamaguchi moans, hips trying to twitch to help with stimulation, but Tsukishima's hold allows for nothing which just sends him closer to the edge. "Ts-Tsuki! I-" He moans when the hand on his chest twists his nipple and all it takes is a few more thrusts and another twist of the blocker's wrist to have Yamaguchi cumming hard with a scream. "TSUKI~!"

"Good boy, Yams," Tsukishima whispers, still biting and sucking marks into his neck that will be hard to hide come Monday. "Such a good little whore."

Yamaguchi keens at the praise, but Tsukishima hadn't been wrong about how close sensitive he was and it's not long before the attention Tsuki is paying to his cock and prostate becomes too much and he starts squirming. "Tsuki…"

"I told you I wasn't going to stop just because you came." Tsukishima snickers, lowering Yamaguchi mostly back to the bed before letting him collapse into his own mess so Tsukishima can grab slim hips. "My turn."

"Tsuki, I-" Yamaguchi is cut off with a choked whine as Tsukishima starts fucking into him with a vengeance, long cock grinding against his prostate with every thrust and making his toes curl even as his overly sensitive nerves scream for escape. "Tsuki~!"

All he gets in response is a mean laugh and the slapping of skin on skin as Tsukishima pounds into him without mercy, at one point reaching down to take Yamaguchi's half-hard but sensitive cock back in hand and start working him back to full hardness.

"Tsuki!" Yamaguchi whines, doing his best to squirm away but getting nowhere with the position he's been tied in. "Please! Too much! Tsuki~!"

Tsukishima just smirks, speeding up until the desperate moaning and whining turns into a broken sob, and pulling green-tinted hair now reveals fat tears falling down Yamaguchi's cheeks as he pleads for mercy.

"There he is." Tsukishima chuckles darkly before letting his face drop again so Yamaguchi can whine and plead into the covers. "Color?"

"Gr-green." Yamaguchi stutters around a hiccup, body now boneless as he accepts his fate. "Please, Tsuki."

"Please what, Yams?" Tsuki hums teasingly with a tilt of his head.

"Cum. Want your cum. Please, Tsuki." Yamaguchi whimpers as another grind against his prostate punches out another sob.

Tsukishima curses, expecting more pleas for mercy, but turning the usually shy man into a begging cum dump is twice as hot, and who is he to refuse such a pretty plea.

"Fuck, Yams. Yeah, don't worry. I'll give you plenty of cum. Don't you worry." Tsukishima curses, picking up the pace once more and listening to Yamaguchi nearly scream. Realistically, unless he leaves Yamaguchi plugged the rest of the day, he probably only has another round in him, but he has no doubt he'd find more if that's what his Yams wanted.

As of right now though? Touching Yamaguchi's dick a second time might have been a mistake as it makes the former pinch server clench around him and fuck he's still tight and it feels way too good around the blonde's cock as he goes hurtling towards the edge.

"Fuck, Yams." He curses, thrusts starting to get sloppy. "How are you still so tight? Gonna drive me fucking insane-Shit!"

The muttered curses make Yamaguchi clench around him tighter with a desperate whine and that's what does him in as a few more stuttered thrusts have Tsukishima burying himself to the hilt and cumming hard inside the other man. He's pretty sure his vision goes blurry but that might just be his glasses getting knocked around as he sinks against Yamaguchi's back with a groan, hips twitching as he continues to fuck Yamaguchi through his orgasm.

"Fuck." He finally gasps, lifting himself up on shaky arms to pull out and replug Yamaguchi so he could get him untied. "You're gonna kill me one of these days, I swear."

Yamaguchi just grins, looking far too smug for someone with tears and drool smeared across his face when Tsukishima flips him on his back to undo more knots and massage circulation back into sore limbs. "You love it."

"Correction." Tsukishima hums with a bored expression, glasses at just the right angle to hide the teasing in his eyes. "I love you ." He leans down to kiss his boyfriend's blushing face before allowing himself to smirk. "This is a nice bonus though."

"Tsuki~!" Yamaguchi whines, trying to hide his blushing face only to yelp when this earns him a spank on the thigh.

"No hiding. My getting to use you, includes getting to see your cute face." Tsukishima scolds, smirking as he sends a picture off to their partners before putting the now rapidly buzzing phone away. "There. That should be fun in a few months."

Yamaguchi groans, looking at his boyfriend in exasperation. "What happened to loving me? You just signed my death sentence."

Tsukishima just shrugs. "Your freckles are cute when you blush." He explains like it's any sort of explanation, before patting Yamaguchi's thigh. "Now come on, you left the laundry unfolded because you couldn't wait a few minutes to not be a slut."

Yamaguchi blushes harder, but sits up easily enough, needing a second on the actual standing part. "How can you go from being cute to a dick so fast."

"It's a talent really." The blonde shrugs nonchalantly as he guides his boyfriend on shaky legs to the stool in the laundry room to finish his chore. "I'll be back to fuck you again in a few hours. I think the kitchen needed scrubbing." Another smack to his ass makes the greenette yelp. "Now get to work."

The red painting pale ears as Tsukishima turns is the only indication Yamaguchi gets that the blonde is just as embarrassed as he is as he plops onto the stool to begrudgingly finish one of his parts of the housework. "Yes, sir."

He had meant it sarcastically but the strangled noise the blonde makes is definitely new, and Yamaguchi hasn't known Tsukishima this long without being a little shit in his own right.

"Everything alright, sir ?" Yamaguchi smirks.

"Yams." Tsukishima hisses in a warning.

"Yes, sir?"

Yamaguchi yelps as he’s pulled off the stool and pushed to his knees by a glaring blonde.

'Oh.' He thinks, opening his mouth eagerly.

You don't stay friends with an asshole like Tsukishima this long without your own enjoyment of pushing people’s buttons.

It seems he's found a new button to press.

"Thank you, sir~" Yams teases before happily choking on Tsukishima's cock.

And boy was he going to enjoy pressing it.

#haikyuu tsukiyama #tsukiyama #tsukishima kei #yamaguchi tadashi #haikyuu!!#haikyuu!! smut #tsukishima x yamaguchi

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soil-just-needs-water-to-be · 9 months

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OMG IM SO EXCITED TO THIS INSTALMENT ARGHHHH I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT AS MUCH AS I DO

Word count : 4k

Warnings : mention of food and dieting , Weed

IM SO EXCITED

Mattys POV

(A week or so has gone by since last instalment)

Oh my god things have been wild lately, George is finally visiting today he's going to be here for at least ten days I believe and I can't bloody wait for it. I couldn't sleep last night we were up all night on FaceTime, he fell asleep eventually because he "didn't wanna look like complete shit when we first met", which is stupid because he can't look bad in anyway , to me. His train was due at 4 this afternoon but since I hadn't slept I had started getting ready at 7am , showered, dressed in skinny jeans and a floral shirt that I'm sure I stole from my mum once upon a time and my Docs because what else would I wear, I had spent at least half an hour just trying to make sure my hair didn't look like a damn bird nest or that I'd been dragged through a hedge backwards, brushed my teeth and even had some breakfast. It was now 8:30 and I'm pacing, like actually pacing because I hate waiting. He'd texted me this morning but he doesn't want to show me his outfit because he wants it to be a surprise so in turn I said I wouldn't show him mine which is hell because I love this shirt so much and love showing it off. On what feels like my fifth lap of the house my dad had tried to convince me to sit down for a bit but even if I did it would be roughly five minutes before I was up and moving again. So in turn he'd asked if I wanted to go for a drive which I accepted gratefully. I think he was taking me to Tesco to pick up some stuff for dinner later.

We were just walking around the shop my dad pushing the trolley and me just shoving literally anything in it. "So this lad then, George is it?" , I nod with a smile on my face. "What are we to call him, like is he your boyfriend or just a friend who you like, or just a normal friend". My dads just amazing always trying to understand things

"For now he's just a friend that I like but Um we're somewhat both interested in one another but haven't asked the question yet, so please don't call him my boyfriend yet because I haven't asked and don't want to scare him away yet", I throw at least five packets of noodles into the trolley. "He likes noodles , is that enough or should I get more?"

"Son , your gunna work yourself into a headache just breath okay, I'm sure everything is going to be just fine" , I take a few deep breaths and we continue on through the shop. Stopping to drop a few more things in.

"Uh Dad, Would it be okay if we got some alcohol?, I promise I won't over do it" , I know he probably can't trust a word I say because I can't prove that I won't but I really want him to trust me.

"I'll be honest lad , I think we'll have to ask your mum first and we can come back later if she says it's okay" , we just ponder around a few more isles and drop random things into the trolley "you haven't smoked today have you!"

"Not yet no , why?"

"Would you like to drive the car home ?" , we loading stuff onto the check outs , I do have my lisence I got it last year and I do have a car but my mum and dad took my keys after the crash with Janey because they didn't trust me in the car unless I was with one

of them.

"Are you sure dad!"

"If you'd like son , just be careful yeh?"

"Oki thank you dad , honestly thank you", I threw my arms around him and he held me just for a second and we made our way to the checkouts putting all the items through and packing them up, I'm a little meticulous about the packing and how to do it so dad just lets me do it my way "Also da , we need to go to the pharmacy my medication is ready to pick up"

"Which ones is it where picking up today lad ?" , we'd picked up like 2 other ones this week but I think they were for anxiety and anti-sickness but these ones are just supplements for food.

"Just food equivalent to help me get my appetite back like the ones I had years ago" , my dad payed for the food swiping his card across the card reader and waved goodbye too the cashier as we leave and as he's packing up the car I jump in the front seat and get myself accustom with the steering and gears again.

"You all ready then Son", he jumps into the passenger side and buckled up eager to see how well I do

"As I'll ever be ,I guess"

The drive to the pharmacy wasn't to bad to be fair, I'm still a pretty good driver and my dad said I did well so I'm happy about that. I didn't want to go in again for like the 3rd day running so Dad went in for me giving me a second to just breath and reply to George. Last message I got he was still getting ready he doesn't have to leave for the station till around about 1 and it's only 9:30, I think we both just got a little to eager.

MATTY: my dad let me drive !!!!

GEORGE: yeh ?, how did you do?

MATTY: haven't driven in a while so thought I'd mess up a little but it actually went okay, we've been to Tesco to get food for the next few days , we're at the pharmacy now and then where going home and I think I'm going to tidy my room cuz it's an actual pigsty might ask mum to help

GEORGE : don't have to tidy for me love, my rooms a shit tip

MATTY: I will anyway

As my dad came back I slid my phone back into my pocket he handed me my medicine to make sure it was the right thing because he really had no idea what is was called , neither did I to be honest but it looked right so I just flung it on the dashboard and we made our way back home

We unpacked the bags in the kitchen as Loius ran around looking literally as excited as I felt as he'd grown to really like George too they interacted a lot over the past week , and when I told him George was coming to visit he got so darn happy he climbed up onto the middle island in the kitchen and watched us unpack

"How long till Georgie is here Maffu ?"

"He's coming today little dude but it's still a long time yet" , after unpacking the last bag I pick loius up and manoeuvre him so he's on my back, and I carry him back up stairs and flip him onto my bed " you gunna help Maffu clean up ?"

"I don't wanna tidy Maffu but I'll watch", he's always just soooo me and it makes me laugh and ruffle his hair again as he looks up at my with the big smile and those big blue eyes.

"That's okay, can you get Mummy for me then"

"Oki", he jumps back off the bed and runs through the house , leaving me stood in the middle of the room looking around trying to figure out where to start, it really is such a mess in here, mugs and plates everywhere, piles of clothes, shoes just milking around , stacks and stack of books , dvds and cds and my bed isn't even made. I get lost in my thoughts when I here a knock on my door that makes me jump.

"Sorry love didn't mean to startle you, what was it you needed me for?"

"Can you possibly help me tidy up in here , I don't know where to start and it's so bad" , she looks around just as baffled as me, then strides over and pulls me into a hug.

"Love ,what happened in here?"

"I just haven't had the effort or will power to clean up Mum, sorry" , I hug her close and then as we separate herself we both look around and make a mental note on where to start

"Right first of all love , take all the dishes downstairs and ask you dad if he can clean them up , then come back up and we can sort your clothes out okay", I nod and then get to picking up the cups and plates grimacing when I realise how bad it actually is. I run downstairs with the dirty plates and mugs dropping them carefully into the sink, then run back up the stairs two at a time to help mum. "What clothes are clean and what aren't love ?"

"Most of its clean it just needs to be folded and put away really", it takes me a few more seconds to actually sit down and start folding a pile that was next to where I stood, Im so bad at keeping up with cleaning it bores me. I noticed mum stand up and start putting clothes into drawers and stops to look at something already in the drawer

"Matty , love what are these?”

I drop the shirt I was folding onto the floor as I know exactly what she was talking about as I know what I’d been hiding in that drawer, I scratch the back of my neck as I breath in ALL the air that was in the room and try to piece a reply together. My mouth opens and closes a few times but no words leave my mouth.

“Matty love?”

“It’s nothing important Mum, just put it back please” , I take three big stride across to her and place my hands around the books “Mum seriously it’s nothing”

She did let me take them and shove them back the drawer as she takes a tentative seat on my bed and pats the space next to her. “Sit down for a minute please my love” , once I’ve got the books properly back into the drawer and place myself down next to her. “Can you please tell me why you feel the need to have books about dieting love”.

“It’s not important Mumma , it doesn’t mean anything, I just have them”

“First off Matty , I’ve been keeping an eye on everything to do with your eating habits for a while and I know there not very good , your skin and bone love , and you only ever call me Mumma when your anxious , so please you know I’m not going to be mad , can you please explain to me why?”

I know she won’t be mad and I know it’s not something that’s that big of a deal but its still scary to talk about , so as I think of the right words to say I just ponder in my mind what I need and look around my room as I try to explain. “It’s just about the element of control , I was losing control of everything in my life and I was freaking out so bad you know , like I had zero semblance of control, but then I found a book at school about diets like I know people diet duh , but um when I read it, a lot of it was about how people diet to gain control over something, so I tried and I read a lot of them but then I even lost control of that and I’m scared again so I hid them so I wasn’t as embarrassed about losing control of even that and people wouldn’t ask if they saw and I wouldn’t ave to talk about it”

“Matty , I know things are hard right now love , and I’m proud that your talking to me , but why couldn’t you tell me earlier”

“I don’t know Mum really, I guess I just didn’t know how to” , I got back up from my bed and went back over to the drawer taking the books back out and contemplated them for a while. “Can you take them Mum”

“What would you like me to do with them?”

“Just don’t let me have them I guess , I’m going to try to get better , Dr Adrian gave me the medication for it and I’m gunna work harder at everything I promise”. I get back to the cleaning of my room “Mum?”

“Yes love”

“I’m sorry for how I’ve been lately and I’m sorry for worrying everyone, I also appreciate you for letting George come because he really helps me be a better version of myself and I really hope you can see that when he’s here , I know I haven’t known him that long but he really does help me”

“I’m so glad that you’ve found someone that you can talk to Matty , you don’t have to apologise everyone goes through hard times , you’ve just got to pick yourself up and if you need help keep talking , be it to me or George or your dad even Louis , I know he’s just a kid but even if you talk you’ll feel better”

“Thank you”

It takes us a few more hours to tidy up my room it really was a state , and I talked to my Mum the whole time about how I felt about everything and anything. When we had finished the tidying and cleaning up it looked like a completely different room I hadn’t seen it like this in at least a month.

It’s now 12:30 and although I’m more than excited to see George the restlessness was starting to get to me again, George had informed me he was on his way to the train station now his train was at 2 and it took him an hour to get to the station. It was getting harder to not be nervous because I was really just watching the time tick by. I’d rolled a joint after I’d finished cleaning my room but hadn’t got round to smoke it yet because dads trying to keep me busy until we have to go because he knows if I’m just sitting waiting then I’m going to get irritable. With this being the first time I’d had a break today I decided to just let them know I’m going for a smoke. So now I’m just sat outside on the front porch relaxing as I smoke the joint.

Matty: I’m so nervous darling x

George: I’m actually shutting a brick 😂 , would your dad mind if I went for smoke when I got off the train or would he wanna get going straight away ?x

Matty: He won’t mind , I’m sure he’d understand

George : I’ll be grand then , will you be waiting for me on the platform or will I meet you outside.

Matty : I’ll wait on the platform you dick😂

George : thanks love x

I slide my phone back into my pocket and finish my joint before making my way inside, I know it’s lunchtime and I should eat but I’m not the hungry yet but Louis came running through to the kitchen and attached himself to my leg “How long now Maffu” , I picked him up and put him on the counter while messing up his hair, he’s got a lollipop hanging out his mouth so I didn’t really catch what he said, I took the sweat out of his mouth for a second.

“What was that kid ?”

He smiled a lopsided grin at me and rolled his eyes dramatically , so much like me. “How long till Georgie is here silly?”, I gave him back his sweet and he shoved it back into his mouth even though I was just holding it my hand was sticky so I turned the tap on and started washing my hands

“He’s getting on the train really soon , then daddy and I will go get him , do you want to come too?”, he again smiled at me his eyes growing to the size of bowling balls and he take his sweet out of his mouth again.

“Can I ?”

“If you want too kiddo , just finish up with your sweet and wash your hands and then we can talk cuz that’s going to take you ages to eat”

“I don’t want it anymore, you have it” , he went to hand it to me but I told him that’s it’s okay and just to put it in the bin , he runs back over to me, I lift him up and help him wash his hands. “Will George play with me when he comes ??”

“I’m sure he will Kiddo”

I spent the next few hours just playing about with Louis , on the play station, watching tv with him , helped him with some homework that he had left around about 2:30 he fell asleep on my lap while we were watching the TV , George had texted me saying that he was now on the train half an hour ago, and we should be leaving in an hour because it doesn’t all to long from ours to get to the station here, so I took Louis idea into consideration and tried to take a nap myself which in theory maybe wasn’t the best idea but I was starting to get tired so that I did , I set an alarm on my phone for 45 minutes so I could get my head down for a little while. I layed myself down trying not to disturb Louis and sleep consumed me

My alarm woke us both up at 3:15 , Louis was not too happy with it, he was still tired and he was throwing a little hissy fit “hey kiddo , I know your tired and I know you wanted to come to pick Georgie up but you need to calm down for me so we can get ready to go can you find your shoes for me ay ?” , he just clung to me his tiny frame shaking as he cried “hey hey hey it’s okay , you can have another nap you know , come on kiddo no need for tears”

“But I’m still sleepy , I wanna go bed” , as I got myself he was still clinging to me so I decided to take him upstairs to bed his head was resting on my shoulder the whole time. “Maffu , is it okay if I just stay here”

“It’s okay kiddo , just get a big nap for me and when you wake up George will be here and you can play all day yeh” , he nodded against me as I lay him down on his bed and tucked him up and kissed his head

“I’ll see you later okay”

“Okay Maffu”

I got myself completely got my leather jacket from my room , checked to see if my dad was ready, he let me know that he was just going to finish his tea and then we’d get going. So I just waited by the door, annoying I know but I just wanted to get going. Once he was ready I raced out to the car like I was 7 again jumping into the passenger side as my dad made his way to driver seat and we got going. I couldn’t help my leg bouncing up and down anxiously the whole way there, I’d bitten my nails raw Mum would have killed me for it but dad doesn’t mind. I’d chain smoked the whole ride there out the window of course and really it wasn’t that bad the train station was just half an hour away so it was really not to bad. We got to the station with 15 minutes to spare so I checked my hair in the middle mirror of the car and started fussing with my outfit until my dad told me again that I looked absolutely fine and to stop worrying , I sat and waited for literally only two minutes before I decided I just wanted to go in and wait so I just told my Dad that I’d let him know when I’ve got George and we’re going to have a smoke before we come back, he gave me a quick nod and smile before I got out and made my way inside

Inside the station was so busy, people milling about the place, so much sounds and smells, it was so hot in there as well but I tried to gather myself and push through I saw that the train from London was going to be arriving on platform 3, I started making my way there but there was quite a lot of people waiting there aswell and I could feel myself getting anxious and my nerves were getting the best of me so I hung back and just sent George a quick message letting him know that I am inside but I’m not on the platform because it looked busy, he replied not to long free to let me know that it was okay and he’d call me once he departed the train and I could let him know where I was which helped me alot. I decided to wait outside WHSmith a small convenience store that was off to the side of the platforms , True to his word after a small five minutes more of waiting my phone started to buzz in my hand and George’s contact appeared on my screen

“Hey there”

“Hiya love , that’s me just coming off , where is it your at ?, you doing okay it’s not to busy for you is it ?”

“I’m stood outside smiths , I’m okay for now it’s not to busy round here I’ll be okay, I just really can’t wait to see you now”

“I’ll can see it , from where Im at so I should be there in no time at all handsome”

I couldn’t help but smile , my heart was racing , basically jumping out of my chest in anticipation, I could hardly wait, there wasn’t much conversation going on between us we were both just keeping an eyes out for each other, He soon caught my eye “I can see you , you lanky fuck”, despite feeling nervous and anxious about everyone around us the fact that I could see him sent a jolt of pure joy through me and I felt my legs starting to race to him. As I began running to me I could see the moment he clocked me and he just dropped his suitcase open his arms to me and I ran into his arms and burried my face in his chest pushing my phone into my pocket without even hanging up. We stayed there in each other arms for what felt like an age not saying anything just holding each other and it felt so right

“Hiya handsome” , I pulled away first but not all the way just enough so I could look up and his and the smile on his face was everything I needed to feel relaxed. I could feel the blush rising on my cheeks already. “Jesus , you really ARE a lanky twat aren’t ya” his smile grew bigger if that was even possible and we giggled to each other and he pulled me closer to him

Once we’d sorted ourselves out taking at least another five minutes just holding one another we were just stood line idiots smiling at each other and he eventually picked his suitcase back up and I’d sorted my phone in my pocket I took his hand and lead him outside to the smoking area.

“Babe , you looks so cool, by the way” , I stopped dead in my tracks when I heard the word babe leave his mouth and it had my blushing even more than I thought humanly possible and I took his hand that was in mine and kissed it as we both giggled again.

“You look so fit”

#matty healy #george daniel #adam hann #ross macdonald #the 1975 #gatty #the 1975 fic

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non-bionical-mecha-dude · 2 years

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This is a Part 2 to the OVERWORKED READER ROTTMNT thing! This time it's Leo's turn! I'll be sure to get to Donnie after this!

All Dialogue is colored to the speakers mask color, along with Y/N's Dialogue being Pink (regardless of gender) This is to help those with reading difficulties and disabilities to better read and pay attention to what is being said and who is saying it. I HOPE YOU ENJOY!!!

ROTTMNT LEO X OVERWORKED! READER

"Come on. Come on!! No no no!" You violently smashed your mouse. All of your work...gone. Your work was all trying to load, when the computer just decided to go dumb, so while you were trying to click something, you accidentally deleted your work without a way of recovering it. Your hours upon HOURS of work. And the assignment was due TODAY. So much for your luck!

"Sooooo, what'd ya lose? Some video game?" Leo looked over your shoulder, looking at your computer, seeming disappointed when he saw just a blank document. You looked at him, anger and frustration in your eyes, you did NOT have the time for jokes, japes, or puns at the moment. You had to work or else you could kiss your grade GOODBYE. Leo put his hands up instinctivly.

"Oh ho hoo-okay, I know that face, it's the 'if you mess with me right now, I'll stab you with your own rib'-look, learned it all to well from Donnie, I'll get outta your hair". Leo gave you a small peck on the cheek, and exited through your window, giving you a thumbs up while leaving. Atleast he knew when to give you some space, you thought. You turned your attention back at your computer, and began to retype the whole thing, trying to remember all of what you had put down.

~time skip~

It had been hours, and it was already dark. That's funny, you remembered, you had started working some time around 2 pm, how could already be...11:50!? Oh God, the time really does fly. You had to hurry, ten more minutes until it would be considered 'late' and get points deducted from it. And you weren't even half way done! It's no matter, you haven't taken any breaks or anything for nothing, maybe if you just did more you could get it in on time! You decided to type like a madman/woman/person. You heard your stomach growl and your eyes felt heavy, but that didn't matter, the assignment came first. You could slow down, but that would just put you so far behind. And it sucked to be so far, because then it was only down hill from there, you should know, you've experienced it one to many times.

Knock knock knock

You heard light tapping at your window. It was Leo. With a game cartridge in hand, he seems to think the window is locked, but considering you haven't moved from your spot, it wasn't. You made a window opening motion with your hand, he cocked his head to the side, before trying it. A look of confusion washed over his face. Usually you locked your window by 10, so why was it unlocked. He hopped in, stretching and popping his neck.

"Hey there baby! I kinda assumed you'd be asleep by now, but in the off chance you aren't, I decided, out of the kindness of my heart, you can thank me later, that we could play this game I found! I tried playing with Mikey, but I'm so good at it, he doesn't stand a chance against me! So, I thought, who better to play it with than the second most talented person ever? You!" Leo was rambling on, giving compliments to both you and himself, saying how he couldn't sleep cause insomnia's a bitch, something Raph lectured him on, yada yada. Normally you would be so happy to hear from him and his little rants, but you couldn't afford it, you had only...5 MINUTES!?!?! You were typing as fast as you could, tuning out Leo, your speed caused you to make so many spelling errors, but it's ok! As long as you get it turned it! You could do it! You could be better! You were sweating with your eyes scrunched from staring at a computer all day.

"Uhhh, hello?? Not even a glance at your champion? Hm, tough crowd." He walked over, looking at your computer like this morning.

"Man, are you still working on that? Geez, how long has it been? 8 hours? 9 hours?"

You ignored him, but something pinged in your mind, 8 hours, that can't be right, you weren't working on it for THAT long! Sure, it had been a couple house but not 8!

"Have you gotten up from that spot?"

No response

"Have you even eaten???"

Still, no response, Leo was getting worried. But, thankfully, this clever red eared slider had a plan. And a very good one if he did say so himself.

He grabbed your computer, quickly saved what you were working on, before throwing it back on the couch.

"Wha- LEO-"

Before you could protest, Leo had picked you up, hands holding your bottom up, this caused you to lock your legs around him out of instinct to keep you from falling backwards.

"Nope, as cute as it is to see you so focused, you are taking a break, a LOOONGGGG break!"

"B-but my ASSIGNMENT!! It's due TODAY!"

"It's already past 12, and besides, I can always forge a note saying your mom knows what happened or something and that it was an accident."

You tried to argue back, but he just kept coming up with a new solution each time.

"Listen, argue with me all ya want, the amazing and handsome Leon will not let you put any more attention on some stupid assignment than Moi! You know that's Spanish for Leo?"

You sigh in defeat. You were so relaxed in his arms, your sleepy head laid on his shoulder, your neck, tired from keeping your heavy head up all day without break. Alright, fine, you thought to yourself. It's not like he's gonna put you down.

"That's not what Moi means, and it's not even Spanish."

"Well today it does, because I said so."

"Your such a goofball." You yawned, letting sleep lull over you.

"Yeah but I'm your handsome amazing, best boyfriend, goofball." When he didn't get a response from you, he turned his head to look at your face, being greeted with a sleepy partner in his hands. He chuckled a bit and placed a kiss on your head.

"You can start paying attention to me tomorrow then, if you're so tired."

#headcannons #fanfiction #rottmnt #fanfic #save rottmnt #self insert #tmnt #rottmnt headcannons #oneshots #rottmnt x reader #rottmnt leo x reader #rottmnt leonardo x reader #rottmnt leonardo #rottmnt leo

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miscelunaaa · 2 years

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spin cycle 22 | jjk

pairing: jungkook x female reader

genre: drabble series, slow burn, idiots to lovers, fluff, lil bit of angst, eventual smut

summary: This random guy has started doing laundry at your favorite laundromat each week (at the same time as you, no less!) and to be honest, it’s going to be a problem. You’re just not sure how yet.

rating: 18+ for eventual smut

word count: less than 500

warnings: The Green Pajama-ish Outfit finally makes an appearance. Casual Koo™️. Define the relationship convos. Lil bit of kissing :)

notes: ALRIGHTY KIDS I HAVE MADE A DECISION ABOUT SCHEDULINGGGGGG. It’s going to be weekly! Cuffing Szn ended up being a whole four parts so each thing will post once a week (this on Mondays, Cuffs on Thursdays) until they’re done, which should be about half way through June! At that point in time, I’ll take a little break to recharge and focus on some other projects :) it’s exciting!! We’re so close to the end!! I’m so excited to share this all with you. Hope you’re having a good start to your week <3

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When you walk into the laundromat several hours later, you’re not even sure it’s all real. You know you need to talk to him while you’re both here. It’s the perfect time to do it; there are no prying eyes or ears.

You glance at the time on your phone. 2 AM on the dot. Shortly after you’ve set your bag and basket down, you look up to see Jungkook walking in. He’s similarly laden with his bag and his laundry, but something seems different. As he comes closer, you see what’s bothering you.

His whole outfit is see-through. His whole fucking outfit is this olive green, houndstooth lace pattern that lets you see all of the skin he’s revealing beneath. You already know he wears boxer briefs for fuck’s sake; you’ve only been doing laundry at the same time as each other for what feels like months, so of course you’ve seen him carefully fold his own underwear. But like, you weren’t expecting to see just how they fit over his very muscular thighs. You weren’t expecting to see how … built he is tonight. Again, this isn’t knew information to you! Maybe it’s just this outfit. It’s just so revealing.

Ah fuck, he’s noticed you checking him out. He’s got a little weird little smirk on his face. He knows. He knows that you were without a doubt wondering what those thighs would be like wrapped around your—

“How’s your evening been?” he asks, as he slips into the seat next to yours. To your shock, he even leans over and gives you the softest, gentlest kiss on your cheek. He pulls away to start rummaging in his bag, looking for his laundry money.

Is this what you are to each other now? He did it with such ease, like it was the most natural thing in the world. When he turns back to look at you, however, you see his ears are flushed the slightest pink.

“What?”

“Nothing,” you say. “I’m just … That was nice.” You let yourself smile shyly.

Do you regret the compliment when he blinds you with his own dazzling smile? Perhaps. You’re lucky your new boyfriend is so … wait …

“So I suppose we need to have a conversation,” you say, rising to go to your customary machine to start your first load. “Define the relationship or whatever.”

“Yeah, probably,” Jungkook follows you, fiddling with his coin pouch and listening to the metal clank together. “We should get dinner. Or I can cook. We could watch a movie. Maybe make out on the couch.”

“Namjoon told me you like video games, we could—”

Your heart stops as you feel him brush against your back. Suddenly, just as you’re starting to feed quarters into the machine, you feel his arms wrap around your middle. He starts kissing the nape of your neck.

“This okay?” His voice is low and warm against your skin.

“Y-yeah, aren’t you worried about being seen though?”

Thank you for reading! Drop me an ask and tell me what you think. Find me in various places at my carrd :)

©miscelunaaa 2022. My work is only found on this blog and under my ao3 pseud. Do not, under any circumstances, copy or repost my work.Thank you.

posted: 5.30.2022

#btshoneyhive #jungkook x reader #jungkook fanfic #jeon jungkook fanfic #jeon jungkook x reader #jungkook fic #jjk fanfic #jjk x reader #jjk x female reader #jungkook x female reader #jungkook fluff #jungkook drabble #jungkook series #domestic nonsense #if you're reading this the smut starts next week :D #a washing machine does indeed get traumatized and I for one am here for it

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veebs-hates-video-games · 2 months

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Ok so what if I made a list of things I started at some point in the past like five years or so and haven't finished but am still pretending I'll get back to them eventually? Maybe that would be interesting to literally no one but me, which is good enough.

The Witcher 3 is one of my favorite games ever. I'm like 90 hours into it, have at least twice that left to go, and I haven't touched it in like three years. Like most of the rest of this first section the main problem is that it's on my computer, and being able to sit comfortably in a way that doesn't injure myself while also being able to see the screen isn't going well these days.

Tales of Berseria is also a lot of fun, but it has the computer problem. I need more Magilou because she's such a gremlin.

Final Fantasy 13-2 is definitely my favorite post-12 FF game and might even be the one I've had the most fun with since 6, 7, and 8. Alas, computer.

BlazBlue Cross Tag Battle is a very silly crossover that feels like it shouldn't exist. I keep saying I'll go back and finish the rest of the storylines, but computer and also I just haven't had a strong desire to yet. I did figure out that I can win fights using an old Guitar Hero guitar though, so that was fun.

Berserk and the Band of the Hawk is something I started after finally getting caught up on the manga after years and years, because I tend to like Warriors/Musou games when I'm in the right mood. It's decent but not amazing, which hasn't motivated me to get past the computer issue.

Xenoblade Chronicles X is technically also a computer thing because I was playing it in Cemu. It gets extra bonus points for being hard to see because the text and UI are so small, but also I managed to break my save file like 70 hours in and haven't gotten around to figuring out what's wrong with it yet. Everything seems fine except my character and the camera get loaded in different locations, and I could probably use the memory editor to reset my location and fix it, but it's not worth the trouble until I can see.

Boyfriend Dungeon is great and I already finished the base game right when it came out, and I've been meaning to go back and do the post-launch stuff they added later and still haven't.

Atelier Ryza finally got good like half a dozen hours in after one of the worst-paced intros I've ever seen, and I haven't worked up the fortitude to try playing more past there so far.

A Slug's Dream has some decent puzzles and I was enjoying it enough, but I totally forgot it even existed. Maybe some day.

Xenogears I also keep forgetting because it's in an emulator on my computer and not somewhere I remember to look to see what game I should play. It sort of bypasses the usual computer problem by being ancient and designed for 480i screens so everything is huge. I'll finish it one of these days.

Ok I think that's all the stuff on the computer. There are a couple others that I'm not including because I only made it like an hour into them before getting sidetracked, so I'll just start them over if I ever go back to them.

3DS next? 3DS next.

Fire Emblem Fates is what's currently in there I think. It's taken multiple years, but I've finished Birthright and most of Conquest. Some day I'll finish that one and then maybe do Revelation. Any year now...

Shadows of Valentia might come back around too. I've had enough of a break to at least partly get over how mediocre a lot of the maps are and how annoying certain enemy types are, and I do want to at least try to finish it for the sake of the story, just not while I'm in the middle of pretending to play Fates too.

Shadow Dragon deserves another chance too when I'm in a better frame of mind for it, I just don't know when that'll be.

Radiant Historia is amazing and I really need to get back to it and finish it, and I don't know why my brain keeps not letting me for the past couple years. One of these days it will though, and it'll be great.

Kid Icarus: Uprising is also pretty great, but it's physically painful for me to play. I keep saying I want to try to figure out some way to work around that, but it's been multiple years and I still haven't.

Shovel Knight is one I completely forgot I even have, but it was way better than I expected and I should give it another chance.

Project X Zone is another ridiculous crossover that feels like it shouldn't exist, and it's pretty fun sometimes too, but wow does it really drag sometimes with how long each level is and how many of them there are. I might be able to manage it in smaller chunks though.

Ok Switch gets to be in a separate post or I'm going to run out of tags.

#the witcher 3 #tales of berseria #final fantasy xiii-2 #blazblue cross tag battle #berserk and the band of the hawk #xenoblade chronicles x #boyfriend dungeon #atelier ryza: ever darkness and the secret hideout #a slug's dream #xenogears #fire emblem fates #fire emblem echos: shadows of valentia #fire emblem: shadow dragon #radiant historia: perfect chronology #kid icarus: uprising #shovel knight #project x zone

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riflebrass · 2 months

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Hoo boy what a day. It's the first nice Saturday we've had in a while so everyone is out shooting. I couldn't get a spot to myself so I found a spot and asked the guys already there if I could join them. It was an elderly man teaching his son who's roughly my age how to shoot and it was an experience for all of us.

First of all safety was atrocious. If I had more common sense I should have left but they picked up on my habits. Before I could unpack my gear I had to plug my ears and wait for the old man to finish his mag before I could grab my earpro out of the range bag. Took these guys half an hour of hard knocks to finally learn to make sure everyone has their ears on before shooting.

When I got out of the truck the old man was loading up a pistol mag and pointed it right at me. Brings me back to my days shooting with grandpa so we had a little talk about muzzle discipline.

Later while I was loading mags the old man pulled out a Mossberg 500 to show his son. While he was running his son through the controls he told him that the action release was the safety then he pulled the trigger to demonstrate and ND'd. Fortunately the muzzle was pointed down range this time so nobody got hurt. Partial credit for appropriate muzzle discipline and time for another lesson. I showed them how all the controls worked. The old man kinda laughed because I clearly knew his own guns better than he did. While I was showing him everything he was complaining that the tube only held 2 shots. I blew his mind by pulling the barrel off and pulling the hunting plug out of it. He was so excited. Here he brought his boy out to learn but he's getting a lot of lessons. I'm really glad that he was receptive to feedback rather than getting pissed off. Made the whole experience so much better.

I also got a kick outta him trying to zero a scope at about 15 yards.

Makes me appreciate how far I've come in the last decade.

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whatdoesshedotothem · 2 years

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Friday 17 May 1839

7 ½

12 ¼

fine but not clear morning F47 ½° inside and 52 ½° outside at 8 55/.. am nearly half hour washing after cousin had A- ¼ hour till 8 55/.. – then out about till breakfast at 9 10/.. in about an hour – then A- and I shewed Marian the store room kitchen court coach house and laundry court cistern – then sometime with Marian in the little breakfast room till Holt came about (before) 11 – to be here at 3pm tomorrow to meet Mr. Harper and check the Low moor bill for the steam engine – talked over the colliery – told that reckoning interest at 5pc. = about £750 the colliery when the engine bill was paid would have cost £7000 – he says if I leave £100 (a hundred pounds) for it, it will be enough and this hundred will be repaid by Xmas – told Holt to bring his bill, and tell me positively what he would charge me for managing the colliery – everybody must be paid not per load, but so much per annum and the coal must make me as much as it could – it ought to make me more in my own hands than let – and if it did not, it would be his Holts’ fault – I blamed him for letting SW. do as he had done – I think H- would be glad of my letting the colliery if he himself could take it cheap enough – I said the colliery could not pay without my own horses carted as much of the coal as possible – talked over the Rookes Loose – H- said he had now learnt that Whitley could do as much or more in the loose way for the Sutherlands than they could for him – if he after getting the coal in his own land by means of their loose would keep it open and let them have the benefit of the loose gained, thro’ his land – I said should they let Whitley propose his own rent, and whatever he paid them (the S-s) they should pay him in return each side for as long as the loose was wanted taking care that no other coal than W-s’ and the S-s’ was loosed – yes! said Holt, nothing could be more fair – then talked over the Gas-house contract – Holt not for sending in any offer at all – they sold all their coal in Southowram and what they carted themselves in H-x – they were at the top of what they could get (i.e. could not pull up anymore – said sometime ago they were getting 3 acres a year) – they are now obliged to drive another head – they did not want to agree for any part of the contract – nobody had any soft bed coal but himself and myself and Wilson and Holdsworth – he would raise his coal at 9d. a load (now we all sell at 8d) in November till March or April – I advised him to offer what he could (he said they could offer far more than 250 tons) at 8/. a ton – and on talking it over he seemed to agree it would be better to do so – but said he was sure that price would not be given – that I said was no matter – I would offer at price asked him for how much – could I get (without hurting my private sale) as much as he could yes! double – I then said I would offer 500 tons at 8/. and cart them myself – 500 at 8/. = £200 – Holt said he was sure I could furnish (in the next year) that quantity very well – thinks now that Robert Mann will have work as soon as they have got up to Airgate pit – Joseph Mann must then work in the bottom – Holt to have his own way in the management of the concern – to keep or turn off any one as he chose – they have now 5 colliers in the upper bed and 5 in the lower – on Holts’ going at 11 50/.. went out with Marian – to the meer head and back by Listerwick did not come in till near 2 – then luncheon – then with A- (who went to Cliff hill about 10 ½ or later this morning) and Marian till out with them at 3 50/.. they walked with me by the Lodge to the top of the o.b. I left them at 4 25/.. and went down the o.b.

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to H-x – to Mr. Parker’s office – left word for them to see about my having special constables sworn in – then to Whitleys to order about about books binding and maps mounting – to be done by Wednesday night – then to Waltons’ (sadler) and ordered about the basket covering and then to Taylors’ to order the foot pans to be put into it – returned up the o.b. and back in 1 ½ hour – then with Robert Mann and William Lord and Sam booth at the laundry court road filling my own 2 carts the clay going to the embankment as before and the bad stuff to near the glen bridge as before – at 6, went down with Robert + 2 to the meer to put stones into the bye-wash, and to put 2 large rag stone to overhang over the imitation bridges or water ways above the bywash clow – home at 7 10/.. – dinner at 7 20/.. – sat long after dinner – sometime in the study – then went down to coffee – A- read aloud part of the paper (morning Herald) the émeute in Paris at an end – Robert and Joseph (the joiners) began this morning putting up the framing in the oak room and Booths’ men finished the walling up under the drawing room windows – came upstairs at 11 and had just written the above of today at 11 35/.. fine day – F49° inside and 43° outside at 11 pm

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