#sugar daddy leonard burns

[kaedeakeshisworld]

Prologue

Duo: Sugar daddy Leonard Burns, Black fem y/n- so black features, setting is a modern au

Relationship status: Sugar daddy/sugar baby (does it evolve into something else, idk we finna see that) both are possessive towards each other

Content warning: A lil' sprinkle of plot, no joking from the beginning this is too smutty panty sniffing( for some reason he really nasty- kept it as a gift), daddy kink, age gap (y/n is in her mid -twenties and Leo is his early fifties), dry humping, cunnilingus, clitoris bumping nose of the person giving oral(f! receiving-idk what to call it really), fingering, squirting, licking arousal from fingers...

pet name use such as dove, honey, darling, my girl and cinnamon bun (I’m wheezing)

Aperçu: y/n is someone that had never given a second thought to the idea of dating. But now because she is in her mid twenties, she decides that it wouldn’t be that bad to give it a try. Thanks to her friends, she explores the world of dating through a different kind of lens that is none other than the sugar daddy bubble. Let’s see where this journey leads her to…

word count: 4 k sum

Well, you had what could represent a happy life. You had friends, a roof over your head and you were a self made person. Every single thing you had ever owned you had financed it, you did not like gifts, it felt really awkward and inappropriate to accept them just like that. Let’s say ma raised an independent woman, right?! Also something that made you quite unique compared to your friends is that you have never been interested in men!( This my specific case but the gag is I don’t really feel attraction towards anyone really) and sometimes you did wonder if something was wrong with you.

You decided to discuss with your friends about that matter and see if there was a possibility for you to develop a lil’ game in the dating sphere. You had discussed plenty of options with them but you had never really found common ground until the idea of being a sugar baby was announced. At first, you were like there is no way I’ll trade my cunny for some old fart like that even if he rich as fuck! But then your friends Bianca, Theresa and Marjorie had all the tea on how to get you to join the community (I deadass thought about getting one but the the independent feminist my mum raised could not do it!) They went over all the possibilities that could be suitable for you and they had even mentioned this option where you could get a sugar daddy that would provide you with everything and you wouldn’t have to give him sugar. 

You thought this was the best option that would be convenient for you. So with your friends' encouragement, you decided to go look up on the site www.sugardaddiesheaven.com( I totally made it up- I don’t think you’ll find something) for a very attractive man that would be willing to cater to your needs and you were surprised with how popular this site was and the reviews were immaculate! Your research did not take too long, something like 2-3 days and you had found your perfect match.

This long haired man was extremely well built, you had to double check his pictures through social media and Oh lord have mercy, how is it possible to have a body like that at that age!?!? You were gobsmacked as much as you were salivating to touch him- wait hold up why is it that I want to touch him like that? Why all of a sudden carnal desire is appearing in my life, hold on AM I STRAIGHT( this is me literally panicking anytime I simp for a anime/manga character that is a man hehe)

You decided to calm yourself down. It was okay to experience these feelings matter of fact, call it relief, because now you finally felt like you had something to hold onto other than yourself and the thing you had always wanted but never admitted it. 

You started analysing his profile, he was the CEO of Fire Force company, was in his early fifties, looked like a greek god had sculpted his body among many other features that he visibly had for instance the visible dick print on his tight pants like *clears throat* you do not have a little amount of shame huh, do you?! But that did not matter anyway, you were enjoying every bit of it! You mustered the courage to message him and were extremely nervous, as soon as you had sent it you decided to do something else to forget about it. An hour later, you checked your computer and he had answered. More surprisingly he had answered right away after you decided to leave your room. His reply was short, precise and concise: he asked if you would like to meet him before anything became official.

You both agreed to meet at this new hyped elegant restaurant so that way he could wine and dine you without no pressure at all on a day where you were free.You decided to showcase the body you had built over the years of hard work and honour it all with a simple yet effective hairstyle which consisted of a half up half down locks that would allow you to fully harness your inner goddess. (I love to see black women flaunt their natural hair as well as rocking whatever they decide to rock, it makes me smile so hard that as a result my cheeks hurt!) You were stunning, your brown skin was draped with this backless metallic orange satin dress that perfectly hugged your curves, you had black heels on, the penultimate touch of this amazing outfit was your earrings completed by this discreet purse .

You looked spectacular, smelled deliciously great and were a sight to behold. Your backside was stealing the show more than your actual back was supposed to but it’s fine to flaunt what ma gave you! It didn’t take long to get to La Plaza (I made that up as a place to eat at) by car, the interior had a refreshing vibe, it was fairly modern, and the beige aesthetic defined this place. You parked your car, got out of it and headed towards the restaurant.

You walked up to the reservations employee to ask for your possible future sugar daddy’s last name and before he could provide you with the information you were looking for, the legend appeared behind you and seductively whispered in your ear "You surely were beautiful on your profile picture but," he pauses for a few seconds before continuing "Oh my goodness, up close you are extremely gorgeous."

You were startled, you wanted to scream, it really caught you off guard! You calmly counted until ten and decided to face this person. For a couple of seconds, you no longer knew how to breathe as you were eagerly appreciating the man standing before you. He had a man bun( I really dig these for some odd reason). He was irresistible, remarkably good looking, you certainly won the lottery with this sugar daddy. He had a jawline gifted from the divine being adorned with a well groomed beard, emerald eyes. He already had white hair but that only did increase the magnetism he had. 

You knew that he could definitely make you ride his face, give you beard burns(pun intended) and whatnot (foreshadowing). Inner thought -Oh no, I think I am falling for this dude- let me check if I still want money without being dicked down.-

Just admiring him was making you wet and your pearl was steadily pulsing under that dress. The reservation’s person interrupted both of your hazes by clearing his throat and signalling that you were making people behind you wait. This time, Leonard said "May I lead you to our table so we can start our lunch" while he offered his hand. You answered with an unintelligible "Yes" before taking his hand and following him. 

While you were following him towards the table, you noticed his broad back, his well built frame and that he also had a nice backside! You were literally drooling so much that you had to stop gawking at this sight. The table at which you were going to eat was fairly secluded from the others, a bit of privacy was necessary. The truth is he just wanted you for himself. Maybe you did not get it but ever since you entered the place, everyone’s predatory gaze was on you.

Therefore, he wanted to ensure you would only be his prize for his eyes to look at. You go ahead to pull your chair but he stops you in your tracks and announces "No, I’ll do it, you are my guest here" and pulls the chair for you to sit down. You nod that you’re well seated and while he goes towards his, your gaze lingers upon his big veiny forearms, biceps, broad back then how huge his hands are.

You know you’re high key undressing him with your eyes but again *cough* he had no business looking like that! He was simply dressed but with such elegance! He had a black buttoned up shirt with rolled sleeves, two buttons open showcasing a lil’ of his torso, black chino pants and brown loafers. He had this watch on his left wrist, a gold chain on his neck needless to say he looked like a snack.

He has clearly grasped that you are enthralled by him, he chuckles and states "You can stare all you want dove, anytime you want and however long you want. I’m only yours" You gasp, you don’t know what to say, your mind is racing, his profile back on the sugar daddy site did not mention that he was this direct. Oh, now you remember your terrible skimming habit and how you tend to purposely not look over things that do not seem important.

You play along and strike your most genuine laugh to tell him "I didn’t think you would say this right away in our first encounter!" He declares the following: "There is no way I am letting you slip through my fingers, I wouldn’t forgive myself If I did such a thing!" You happily suggest "Interesting, you’re good looking, charming, smell extremely good, a gentleman so it makes me wonder, is there anything that you don’t have?" His response is definitely not what you expected but it certainly sparks your interest "I", he begins "don’t have you by my side yet. After that is settled I will not need anything else".

You exclaim "oooh, I like that kind of answer but you seem too sure for my own damn taste honey!" He bites back with "Don’t worry, there is not a single thing I told you that I can’t back up. Trust me I know what I am talking about darling" and he winks. You two are in front of each other and you decide to start the conversation because you had not said much from the moment he caught you by surprise. 

You express "How would you like me to call you?" He looks up from the menu and answers "Leonard or Leo. You can call me however you like, maybe later you’ll find a nickname that suits me and how should I call you too?" You tell him "Y/n it is." He utters "It’s a pleasure to meet you y/n" ,you respond with "same here Leo."

You start thinking that he smells too good, that you would not mind breathing in this fine cologne all day long because it is really intoxicating. You’re developing some urges for this handsome man such as longing even though being a sugar baby truly isn’t about that also possessiveness is settling itself in your head. He is right in front of you and he is only going to be yours, you tell yourself. His fate is sealed with you.

He orders a Dom Perignon P2 Plenitude Brut Rose for the table that is 1.5 k dollars and you just let him do his thing even though on the inside you are bewildered because he ordered that for the first meal you share.

For him, he orders a Caprese salad, a medium steak, Spaghetti alle Vongole and  lemon sherbert. You are going over the numerous options this fine restaurant has and you have finally chosen what you would like to order: for you it consists of a greek feta salad, a medium rare wagyu steak, kimchi stir fried rice, salmon nigiri your fave kind and for dessert a lindt lindor milk chocolate truffle cheesecake.

While you were ordering your food Leonard’s gaze was scrutinising your face, how your make up was flawlessly done, your beauty marks that looked like a constellation upon your face, your hair, your big eyes, your pretty face. He was getting enamoured the longer he looked at it. Then his eyes wander from your face to your shoulders and he sees your stretch marks, how they compliment your frame and add an exquisite feature that makes your uniqueness which says there is no other being out here exactly like you.

It was a delicious meal, you thanked him for it and said that "Pleasure was all mine." He added "A fine woman like you would never pay for anything as long as you are with me." 

A few moments later

He signals a waiter to give him something he needs right now that you didn't quite catch, and in less than a few minutes the waiter is back with a folder saying "Here you have it Sir Burns. Is there anything else you desire?" Burns answers "no, the service is excellent as always thank you, congratulate the chef for this delicious food!" He smiled and left. Now, you were intrigued by the folder Leonard held in his hands and soon you dropped the question "Is that anything of my concern?" with an insistent gaze he chuckles and affirms "yes honey ( oh no, he already started) these do concern you more specifically, what could eventually happen between me and you" and he ends his phrase by licking his lower lip.

He tells you that you should join him in his car to discuss this paper and you do follow him like a lost puppy without asking questions any further. His car is of course a luxurious one but he is not the one driving it because he gets in the backseat with you and before he starts talking about the documents he tells his personal driver to wind up the electric window that divides the driver's seat from the back one. He starts talking "So I have a contract with me that designates what you and I can and can’t do, requirements to meet and what I want- to quickly sum up, it is a mutual agreement where I do not deprive you of your freedom and just request 3 hours of your day 4 times a week if possible that you can still negotiate if it does not suit you?"

 "Why such negotiations now" you say "a while back in the restaurant, was it all talk then, I am disappointed" you pout your lips "I thought you truly wanted to ensure that I was yours!" 

He discloses "I always do this whenever I meet a new sugar baby because not all of them are willing to do this without a written agreement." At this point, you’re becoming jealous. Such questions that emerge in your mind are why is that he had other ones? Aren’t you meant to be my one and only but then it hits you that you have been staring at him and his voice takes you back to reality "Y/n, y/n are listening to what I am saying?"

You decide to become a little assertive, you did not like that he mentioned other girls, any other person other than you really. You asked yourself why hadn’t you found him earlier oh your independent woman pride kept you from it. First, you grab him by his gold chain and lead him closer to you and tell him the following "I want you for me, myself and I only. I do not want to see you flirting with any. other. woman. if I catch you it’s on sight, you finna lose all o’ this”- your left hand goes from the top of your head to your toes addressing what he could potently be deprived of if he does not follow your rules thoroughly- "and last but certainly not least, who I want and what I want Imma get it because that’s how my world works"

His eyes never left yours only when you motioned your hand from top to bottom, he swallows, seems visibly pleased by what he just heard and reveals his conditions "You’re right," you let go of his chain and he manspreads on the seat "I love women that are very much like me, territorial." He adds "I like where this is going so I might as well tell you how I do things" he gets closer to you and whispers in your ear putting his big hand on the back of your head making you lean onto him "Whatever I tell you to do you have to" he pauses and breathes in your ear, this makes you shudder. It is torture. Why is he doing this to you now?! He pursues with is current monologue "no questioning is tolerated, you are only mine and when we fuck, it is your duty to call me daddy otherwise you will regret it" he lets go of your head and looks at his watch "I still have a little bit of time ahead of me so let’s get it started" You give him an inquisitive look and he notifies you with "also give me your g string now"

You were shocked. First: how did he know that you had a g string(This mf had been viciously admiring your backside to figure it out ) and second out of all he could ask you to give him he wants this!? But you knew better, you couldn’t ask after you had imposed your rules upon him so you took your lace g string ( I had Avant-Nuit ones in mind when I wrote this) off and gave it to him. He tells you to put it on his face, sniffing it for a good amount of time with the evident traces of your arousal on it. This mf deadass put your g string in his pocket, you were flabbergasted. As if nothing had happened, he declares "I knew you would smell this sweet, the only thing left for me to do is to give your lovely bud the attention it needs!" you tell him "that’s fine with me shall we start then" He’s like "oh word, get it on then princess remember I’m all yours" and he smiles.

Smut ahead

You lifted your dress up, straddled his thighs, your heated core was right above his strained erection confined by his pants and asked "Can I please rub my pearl on your dick to get off daddy? I know you want me too, your eyes hardly ever leave my kissable lips. You want them on you don’t you?" This man was too stunned to speak and he only grunted a yes for you to start doing your thing. You started kissing him and grinding above his hard on to get off, it was good but not quite what you needed. Grunts and mewls alongside the loud squelch of your wet pussy are the only thing both of you hear. He grabs your left hip grinding in sync with you, satisfied by the friction and starts to shamelessly smack your butt with his right hand. At this point, you don’t even ask him why he is doing it it just feels good so you drop him "Harder daddy, please spank me harder daddy"

"You’re such a nasty woman, you know that"

"Yes, but don’t lie to me you’re into this kind of nasty too"

"Ah shit, I am living my best life at fifty while my girl is getting off on me"

"Yes, yes, yes please don’t stop, I am almost there"

Your orgasm is rapidly approaching, you feel it and all of a sudden he keeps you from moving your hips on him. 

"Why is that you’ve stopped me, you are not keeping your promises. I am heading home!" you threatened him but he doesn’t move, he’s just sitting there heavily breathing. So, as you’re trying to quit his lap he tells you "You’re going to get off on my face, I know that is what you want. You have been eyeing my beard for too long, I’m sure you want to ride it honeysuckle."

He commands you to sit down, spread your legs and takes a look at your dripping folds. He exclaimed "you’re drenched, you’re always like this when with somebody else?" 

"No," you sigh "this is only for you too enjoy."

He sniffs right on it "I can never get enough of your essence" He puts his arms under your  thighs to lift you up a little bit and pull you towards him to have easy access to your slick folds. Before he starts eating you, he mumbles "itadakimasu" and dives in.

He is tirelessly lapping your clit, drinking your arousal, kissing, sucking it. He is doing all of this while looking at you and how you arch your back on the seat. “Fuck, Leo don’t stop, keep at it right there. Your tongue feels so good!”

He hummed and it made your clit vibrate. Your denied orgasm is quickly getting there and this time he plans on giving it to you. You grab his hair and force him to really get in there

( sis tryna drown him oh my days hehe 🤭y/n evil out here)  

"I’m cumming" and you start shaking for a whole minute before getting your breath steady again. 

"That is one" he utters, with his glistening beard "Now for this time, you ride my face"

"I don’t think it would be a good idea to do that"

"Why is that"

"Well, I wouldn’t want to get a beard burn"

"Ah, you’re right that is why I told you to ride it. You’re the one doing all the work now"

"Ok, you promise you won’t move?" 

"Yes I do"(this impatient mf lying, just wait)

He lowers his mouth on your pussy and you guide his head for him to stay put like that. You slowly start to go up and down and your clit continuously bumps his nose. It hurts so good that you are melting into the backseat and you really don’t care if people outside are able to hear you, today you are having the best orgasms of your whole existence! This man was definitely something else, he did pretty much not leave any room for you to compare him to any other sexual intercourse you had ever had. He lets you ride his nose for some time before he takes back control and starts vigorously assaulting your bud, bringing you to your second orgasm of the afternoon.

"For this last time I am going to finger you, is that okay with you?"

"Yes but hold up, you have only gotten me off what about you?"

"Sweetheart, don’t worry about me" he says stroking your cheek "making you come undone is my favourite thing to do"

Then, he starts fingering you and eating you out at the same time. You now know why these hands were big, what they could do and oh my these fingers were long, thick as hell. He did not let you catch your breath for a single minute. He enjoyed the show he was witnessing. You were gasping left and right. He was relentlessly bullying your clitoris, his thick fingers were fingering your cunny extremely fast and you knew that this time your orgasm would be different because of the overwhelming amount of stimulation. He carefully studied all the expressions your face showed, how you threw your head back when he sucked your clit, the whimpers that left your mouth when he did figure eights on it with his skilled tongue. Every single sound that came from you was honey for his ears, you were really magnificent to look at even in this dishevelled state.

You squirted all over his face, you’re surprised too because this had never occurred and you are panicking but also your third orgasm is making you sleepy. Still, you decide to mumble an apology. You tell him "It was not my intention to do that. I  did not know I could do that"

He responds "I am glad I was the first one to give it to you and you know who to come back to if you need it" he smirked. He was licking his fingers that were inside your vagina a few minutes ago with a wicked smile on his face saying "This was the best meal of my life thank you, my cinnamon bun" but you had already passed out on the seat. So, he decided the least he could do is keep you with him and take you to his place. While he was making sure you slept comfortably he called his driver on his phone to tell him "Marco, take us home"

"Understood sir" 

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[chrollohearttags]

silver foxes

the men who are twice your age and half the headache. The ones who show up to your doorstep, flowers in hand and gifts in the other before taking you out on a date. That’s only after he told you to go crazy with his credit card to buy the perfect dress and heels for the occasion. The kind of a man that opens your door, drapes his coat around you and even puts it on the ground so you don’t dare splash your feet with that puddle. He’s the man that teaches you never to settle or compromise on your standards…to always expect princess treatment and nothing less of being regarded as his queen. The man that has your bills paid on time on every month before you even have time to look at them and tells you put your money up because hey, he’s got your hair and nails covered too. Five star dinners, always dressed in designers and smells like Tom Ford cologne. He’s also the man that brings you home after a night out and undresses you right there in the doorway because you looked far too sexy in that tight red dress..accenting every curve on that beautiful body. He’s the man that starts out with slow, sloppy kisses that trails from your lips, neck and down to your belly button but disrespectfully devours your pussy through the seat of those panties he can’t even be vexed to pull off. Only tugging them to the side long enough to spit onto those folds. Honestly, he doesn’t see himself as your sugar daddy or anything but he can’t help but get a taste of that sweetness. Especially when it’s trickling down his chin; staining his stubble and slightly wrinkled cheeks. Right before he decides to hoist your legs midair and bounce you up and down on his cock. You’re thinking to yourself how he possibly harbors so much strength for a man who’s past middle aged but he’s fucking you so good, like someone in his prime youth that you don’t ever question his skills. You claw his back, scream his name and even come twice as he’s twisting you to his leisure. In a full nelson with your panties tucked between your teeth; that dick curving inside of you..a hand on the back of your head and pushed face down into the pillow of the couch as he gives you backshots. Who tells you ‘I know, baby..I know.” When you’re whimpering with his thumb between your lips.,The man that goes rounds with you until you’re both spent and he’s splattering your tight little cunt full of his warm seed. Who tells the Plan B and breakfast in the morning is on him but first, he’ll go run you a warm bath and get you ready for bed.

the type of man that once you start fucking with him..you’ll never go back to the ones your age.

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WELCOME TO CLUB RENAISSANCE !

(Aka Stallion's return event)

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OMGGGG, lovies I am SAUR excited to be back and share my creativity and world with you all and build off of the equally amazing ideas you have as supporters of my work. As an artist, having the inspiration and drive to write after not having ANY for so long means the world to me! So come help me spew out more content for yall!! And what better way to do it than a Beyonce themed event?

MASTERLIST (TBA once requests start rolling in)

HOW THIS EVENT WILL WORK

♡ Underneath the readmore tag there is an assortment of characters, tropes/situations (both sfw and nsfw), and even reader specifics to choose from annnnddd even wildcard options for you if there's anything I left out!

♡ You’ll choose a Drink (character), Beyonce Song (situations/tropes), and your favorite Yonce (reader specific).

♡ The characters listed are not the only ones available, all characters from the fandoms I have listed on my page are available! The ones listed are just the ones I get requests for the most or ones I’ve been having brainrots for lately 

♡ You can send in all sorts of combinations and be as vague or descriptive as you want to be. You can list multiple characters, multiple situations, etc, etc.

♡ For example: "Can I have a Long Island Iced tea, Cuff It & Energy, with Femyonce?", "Can I request Zeke Jaeger with the fwb trope and nb!Reader?" and even, "Can I have One night stand trope with Gojo after he comes home after being locked away for so long?" Whatever you want baby I got you!

♡ Enjoy grandma's babies !!!

♡ CMON AND GRAB YOU A DRINK BABY ! (Characters) ♡

Long Island: Reiner Braun

Margarita: Toji Fushiguro

Martini: Gojo Satoru

Old Fashion: Nanami Kento

Mimosa: Jotaro Kujo

Cosmopolitan: Dio Brando

Bloody Mary: Geto Suguru

Whiskey Sour: Jean Kirchstein

White Russain: Eren Jaeger

Daiquiri: Zeke Jaeger

Negroni: Gutts

Gin Fizz: Shigure Sohma

Manhattan: Levi Ackerman

Mojito: Erwin Smith

Lemon Drop: Shuu Tsukiyama

Sangria: Benimaru

Screwdriver: Leonard Burns

Mai Tai: Character of your choice!

♡ CHOOSE A JAM TO BOOGIE TO! (Scenarios/Tropes)♡

♡ CENSORED (SFW) ♡

ALL UP IN YOUR MIND: Yandere

KITTY KAT: Sidechick-type beat

NO ANGEL: Troubled!Reader

PRAY YOU CATCH ME: Cheating

JEALOUS: Jealousy

ALL NIGHT: Domestic themes (marriage, children, etc)

SORRY: Reconciling

ON THE RUN: Criminal!Reader x Criminal!Character

HEAVEN: Death

LOVE ON TOP: Fluff

MINES: Any trope to lovers

BEST THING I NEVER HAD: AU (coffee shop, modern, organized crime, etc, etc)

LOVE DROUGHT: Angst

HELLO: First date

BREAK MY SOUL: wildcard! A theme you think of that might not be listed

♡ UNCENSORED (NSFW) ♡

COZY: Cockwarming

ALIEN SUPERSTAR: Monsterfucking

CUFF IT: Overstimulation

CHURCH GIRL: Religion kink

PLASTIC OFF THE SOFA: Aftercare (can be sfw)

VIRGOS GROOVE: Friends with benefits

MOVE: Dominatrix

THIIQUE: Body worship (can be sfw)

PURE/HONEY: Onlyfans!Reader

SUMMER RENAISSANCE: One-Night Stand

VIDEO PHONE: Phone sex

IF I WERE A BOY: Pegging

6-INCH: Sex worker!Reader

SANDCASTLES: Hate sex

UPGRADE U: Sugar Daddy/Mommy

HAUNTED: BDSM

BLOW: Oral fixation

PARTITION: Car sex

DANCE FOR YOU: Striptease

ENERGY: Mutual masturbation

ROCKET: wildcard! A theme you think of that might not be listed

♡ CHOOSE YOUR FAVORITE YONCE ! ♡

Femyonce: F!Reader

Thugga Bey: M!Reader

Themyonce: Nb!Reader

Diversce (I thought of this one real hard): POC!Reader (you specify)

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CULTURE “Africa Stand Alone”; COLDCUT “Philosophy”; DIO “Holy Diver”; JACQUES BREL “Ces Gens-La”; ARTHUR RUSSELL “Tower Of Meaning”; WORLD PARTY “Private Revolution”; MICHAEL KIWANUKA “Love & Hate”; SOUL II SOUL “Club Classics Vol. One”; THE HEEBEEHEEBEES “20 Big No. 2’s”; JOHN LEE HOOKER “The Blues”; MORRISSEY “Live At Earl’s Court”

01-08-23

SCARFACE “The Diary”; STEPHEN MALKMUS & THE JICKS “Real Emotional Trash”; KRAFTWERK “Autobahn”; PLANXTY “Planxty”; THE SUGARHILL GANG “Rappin’ Down Town”; PINK FLOYD “Atom Heart Mother”; MIKEY DREAD “World War III”; RICHARD THOMPSON “Daring Adventures”; OZZY OSBOURNE “The Ultimate Sin”

02-08-23

KIRSTY MacCOLL “Electric Landlady”; BEASTIE BOYS “Ill Communication”; THE ORB “The Orb’s Adventures Beyond The Ultraworld”; DINOSAUR JR. “Green Mind”; BURNING SPEAR “Marcus Garvey”; JOHN LEE HOOKER “Live At Sugar Hill”; TANYA DONNELLY “Beautysleep”; FATBOY SLIM “You’ve Come A Long Way, Baby”; ELVIS PRESLEY “Loving You”; THE JAM “The Gift”; MEGADETH “Peace Sells… But Who’s Buying?”; DINOSAUR JR. “Dinosaur”; PIXIES “Surfer Rosa”; GEORGE HARRISON “Gone Troppo”

03-08-23

D.J. SHADOW “The Outsider”; JULIAN COPE “My Nation Underground”; FAT BOYS “Coming Back Hard Again”; THE OYSTERBAND “Deserters”; JAMES BROWN “Hell”; DIANA ROSS & THE SUPREMES AND THE TEMPTATIONS “Diana Ross & The Supremes in The Temptations”; MUDDY WATERS “I’m Ready”; NEIL “Neil’s Heavy Concept Album”; SPEECH DEBELLE “Speech Therapy”; BEASTIE BOYS “Hello Nasty”; GRIZZLY BEAR “Yellow House”; THE COUP “Party Music”; DAFT PUNK “Alive 2007”

04-08-23

THE LIGHTNING SEEDS “Sense”; GOLEM “Fresh Off Boat”; THE SHINS “Wincing The Night Away”; BIG DADDY KANE “Daddy’s Home”; THE PRETENDERS “Pretenders”; MUDDY WATERS “Hard Again”; WENDY & LISA “Fruit At The Bottom”; MARTINA TOPLEY-BIRD “Quixotic”; BE-BOP DELUXE “Drastic Plastic”; LEONARD COHEN “Death Of A Ladies’ Man”; JACKIE WILSON “Lonely Teardrops”; LITTLE SIMZ “Sometimes I Might Be Introvert”; CICCONE YOUTH “The Whitey Album”

[rukialusia]

Fanfictions for Fiveya Fans

First of all I want to thank to all those talented people that took time to delight us with astounding stories for this pair. I am new to this fandom but I am still astonished by the all stories that were created in order to bring a tribute to our favorite couple.

Second I wanted to post a top 10 titles of stories dedicated to this pair in order to have a list of my own with the stories that really impacted my heart. I am very picky when it come to fanfiction maybe because I love reading books in my free time and I even review them on Goodreads so I tend to like those stories that are more complex and detailed then the majority of fanfictions. I was pleased surprised to found stories that are really deep and way more complex  that I initially thought I would have found in this fandom. Of course all the authors that dare to publish their stories deserve applause because of their hard work but there are some that leave a lingering feeling after you finished reading it that I just had to bring a tribute to them.

1. Reset by StormMelody - this story is from the POV of Five and deals with his PTSD , what is amazing is that this story’s Five resembles very much the canon Five from the TV show. 

2. You, Me and this Universe in Reverse by theblythe- the writing of this author is purely brilliant and I am not ashamed to admit that I literally shed tears. The story follows Vanya arriving in a different timeline were she was known as The Echo and she is part of the Umbrella Academy. But soon she realizes that in this dimension she is more lonely that in her reality because here Five is her ferocious enemy. 

3. A Different Life by Chevalier_Barthelemy (Warning this is rated mature) - this is also an alternative reality story but much more complicated and when I say complicated I really mean it (pregnancy, fake relationship, unreliable narrator especially Five) but I feel that by the end it will be a fulfilling slow burn.

4. By the same author as the previous one is Back to the Golden Days - this story is more pure that I believe will be more about their teenage years. I am a sucker for Fiveya in their teenage years because of the “what could have been”, you know the first beating of the heart, the shy glances, the insecurity in touches, the first kiss, the first time etc. In this one Five turns back time and wakes in 2002 when he was 13 with the knowledge of what happened till the end of S1.

5. A Natural Perspective by  Quokkasandnothingelse - this has the most intense scene between 30 years old Five and Vanya were they flirt. Their attraction to each other is so palpable that by the end you are convinced they are made for each other. Usually I am not a fan of make love scene but oh boy I so wanted that this author would have written the love scene...  

6.  At Malum Pluvia  by rappaccini is a collection of 7 works that revolve around the S2 remake and continues the comics very closely. But what is really amazing about this works are the development of the characters. Is the best in that department!

7. By the same author I present to you Treat me like a Stranger - in this one Five takes Leonard’s place and tries to stop Vanya from destroying the world by wooing her. 

8. The next are TooYoungToFeelThisTired ‘s stories that are phenomenal beware they are also mature. From a total of 60 stories I will mention the ones that are in my top: The Blackout, The Touch, The Cabin, I Think We’re Alone Now, Somebody that I Used to Know, and of course All those boys lost in time, all those girls with tragic smiles .

9. I’ll wait, I’ll wait to be the one by  georgiestauffenberg (Mature) - at first I was hesitating to begun this story because of the all Five being a “sugar daddy” but by the end I loved it.

10. He Came Back by  mymindismyweapon - it is one of the few good multichapter story that is completed and is about Five returning home after only being in the future for one week.

#fiveya fanfictions #top favorites #five hargreeves #vanya hargreeves #five and vanya #fiveya #romance

[trade-baby-blues]

Grounded

Pairing: Bones x Reader

Word Count: 2210

Warnings: Some swearing, so much fluff 

A/N: Prompt 14 ( Character A can’t travel to see their family on Christmas, so they invite their grumpy loner neighbor Character B) requested by @cuddlememerrick​! I had a good time writing this so hopefully you like it!! I sure didn’t proofread it so sorry if there are mistakes lmao. 

“All flights cancelled.” Your heart leapt to your throat while you refreshed the page, as if in the second it took to reload the blizzard outside would have dissipated and the skies would be clear enough to fly. “All flights cancelled.”

You threw your phone onto the bed before flopping face-first down next to it and letting out a muffled scream. You could practically hear your mother’s voice in your head telling you not to book a last minute flight. The phone buzzed beside you and you groaned, rolling over to look at the caller ID. The Mothership. Even when she was a thousand miles away she could read your mind.

Deciding it was in your best interest, you ignored the call, grabbing your packed back and car keys instead. If you couldn't fly to see your parents, you’d just have to drive, weather be damned. You pulled a beanie down over your ears with grim determination, ready to face your fate.

No sooner had you turned the door handle than the door swung open. Cold air rushed in and it seemed like the more you squinted the more snow appeared outside. “Yeah fuck this,” you muttered to yourself, forcing the door closed. You slid down it in defeat, still covered head-to-toe in winter gear as you rummaged through your pockets for your phone. The screen lit up with another call from your mother. This time you answered.

“Hey Ma.” You could hardly hear her over the roar of your nieces and nephews in the background. “Yeah, about that. There's a blizzard here and-. No, no a BLIZZARD not a lizard. Yes, yeah all the flights are cancelled. I’m not gonna make-” A loud crash on the background cut you off. The phone was dead silent for all of one second before your mother started screaming about her heirloom plates. You figured this would be a good time to hang up and count your blessings. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad spending Christmas alone.

As soon as the thought crossed your mind, the power in your house went out, plunging you into darkness. You let your head fall back against the door with a groan. The cold set in almost immediately, and soon, even your layers of winter coats weren't enough to keep you warm.

You stood up carefully, feeling your way around the kitchen, almost tripping over your own suitcases. You barely managed to catch yourself on the kitchen table before muttering a string of curses. “Phone. Flashlight.” You pulled the phone out of your pocket, but the slick screen slipped through your gloved fingers and the phone went skidding across the floor. You took a moment to compose yourself, staring blankly into the distance.

That's when you noticed your neighbor’s light on. You could barely make out his silhouette pacing back and forth in his kitchen. His well-lit, well heated kitchen.

You decided finding your phone could wait and made your way back to the door, careful to avoid your stack of luggage. Adjusting your coat and pulling your scarf tight, you braced yourself against the cold as you raced to lock your door and bolt to your neighbor’s stoop. You knocked frantically, unsure if he could actually hear you over the howling wind. Thankfully, your luck seemed to be changing as he pulled his front door open.

He stared at you with an open mouth, one hand cradling his phone to his ear, the other on the door handle. Several seconds passed before his brain kicked in again and he motioned for you to come inside. You stood awkwardly in his foyer, the snow on your clothes already beginning to melt.

“I know, baby. I know. Daddy’s so sorry he can't be there for Christmas, but I promise it’ll be an extra special New Year’s. I love you, too. Sweet dreams, pumpkin.” Leonard pinched the bridge of his nose after hanging up the phone. You thought for a second you saw tears in his eyes, but maybe it was just some stray snow.

“So…” you began, realizing crashing your neighbor's house might not have been the best idea. Especially when you've had all of two conversations.

“You just ran through a blizzard.” Leonard said with the dead-pan of a man who’d seen more than his share of stupid things.

“Yeah, I mean it was like ten feet.”

“In a damn blizzard. What could be so important?”

You dropped your gaze. Definitely not a great idea. “My heat’s out,” you muttered. “And I saw you still have power so I thought I’d ask if I could hang out here until my power comes back on. If that’s...you know. If that's cool with you.” You bit your bottom lip and begged yourself to calm down, hoping Leonard didn't think you were too much of a spaz.

He sighed, infamous scowl still set on his face. “Probably won't be back on until morning.” Leonard walked towards the kitchen, setting his phone on the table.

“Oh, well...I can just go back then.”

Leonard scoffed. “Don't be an idiot. And take off that damn jacket before you burn up.”

You shifted the jacket off awkwardly, looking around for a hook to put it. Finding none, you added it to what seemed to be a pile of jackets by the front door, stacking what felt like ten full pounds of winter gear on top.

“Do you like hot cocoa,” Leonard called from the kitchen.

“Tch, is my heart beating,” you asked sarcastically, leaning in the doorway.

Leonard set two mugs on the counter as he walked over to you. “Let me check,” he said, taking your hand and pressing two fingers to your wrist. His brow furrowed in faux concern. “Nope. Dead as a doornail. Sorry, sugar.” He let your wrist go with a wink. “So, you want some cocoa?”

You rolled your eyes, wrist still tingling where Leonard touched you. “Yes, please, sir.” Your focus shifted to the kitchen decor, causing you to miss the way Leonard’s hands tightened around the mugs.

He handed you one along with a dazzling smile. “If the cocoa doesn't warm you up, the Irish Cream should.”

You took one sip and moaned, making Leonard damn near choke on his own cocoa. “Ugh, a man after my heart. I didn't know hot chocolate could taste this good.”

“McCoy family recipe.”

“Then I think it's time for me to become a McCoy,” you said before your brain caught up to you. When it finally did, the tips of your ears flushed bright pink.

“Mm,” Leonard started, taking another sip of cocoa. “I think it's normally drinks, dinner, then marriage, right? So how about we get dinner first?”

At that moment, you really must have been a sight: hair ruffled and unkempt from the beanie, cheeks getting redder by the second, jaw hanging open, eyes wide and clearly panicking as you begged your brain to come up with a coherent thought while it banged pots and pans together instead.

Luckily, you didn't have to make a comeback because Leonard’s phone rang again. He looked at it then up to you apologetically. “Gotta take this, sweetheart. Make yourself at home.”

He stepped out of the room, and you took a moment to gather yourself. You’d hardly spoken to the guy and here he was joking about dinner and drinks? It's not like he wasn't attractive. His jawline had definitely haunted more than one of your dreams, and those delicious arms made summer yard work seem less like a chore. That didn't change the fact that you'd been neighbors for two years and you knew jack shit about him.

Maybe now’s the time to find out, you thought, making your way into the living room. It was sparsely decorated. A few throw pillows on the couch and a blanket that looked homemade. The bookshelf, however, was packed full with books that were cluttered together in a way that made you think there must be some order to it, even if you didn’t know what it was.

On the mantle stood several plain black picture frames, each with a picture of Leonard and a young girl. You could remember him mentioning a daughter once, but you’d never seen her. She looked almost nothing like him, save for a mop of brown hair and a similar look of determination in her eyes. You wondered if she looked like her mother, but there weren’t any pictures to compare.

“Sorry about that,” Leonard said, walking back into the living room. You spun around too quickly, trying to act like you weren’t snooping. “Mom was worried about the storm.” He dropped himself onto the couch. “So. You want to watch a movie or are you gonna stand there staring all night?”

“I’m not...I’m not staring,” you laughed. “I’m...contemplating.”

“And what are you contemplating?” Leonard kept his voice level, but he had to fight back a smile.

“Whether or not freezing to death might actually be better than spending the night with you.” You crossed your arms, pretending to be upset as you sat down on the couch next to Leonard.

“I’m sure I can make it worth your while.” Leonard slipped an arm around your shoulder. If you had looked at him, you probably would’ve swooned at the look he was giving you. Sadly, you were staring at a particularly interesting spot on the carpet while you tried to keep your breathing even. “Now, what’s your favorite Christmas movie?”

“Jurassic Park,” you said without hesitation. Leonard barked a laugh before he could catch himself. “What? Got a problem with dinosaurs?”

“No, I’ve just never thought of Jurassic Park as a Christmas movie.”

“It is if you imagine all the dinosaurs are wearing little Christmas hats.” You didn’t miss the side eye Leonard sent you and rolled your eyes. “Okay, so I was really into dinosaurs as a kid and my sister and I would always watch the Jurassic Park series when we staying up on Christmas Eve. It’s sort of a tradition now.”

Leonard chuckled to himself, shaking his head slightly while he browsed through Netflix. He pressed play and put his arm around your shoulders again. This time, you took the invitation to curl up closer to him, resting your head against his shoulder. Between the movie in the background and the warmth from Leonard’s body, you didn’t even make it through the title sequence before you were fast asleep.

The first thing you noticed was this was definitely not your bed. You opened one eye, trying to get a grip on your surroundings, but nothing looked familiar. It smelled familiar. It smelled like

“Leonard,” you said, shooting up. You couldn’t remember how you’d gotten into his bedroom yet here you were. By the looks of it, the other side of the bed hadn’t been slept in, and you felt a pang of guilt. Then, the smell of pancakes drifted through the open door and the guilt was replaced with hunger.

You followed the smell into the kitchen to find Leonard hard at work over the stove, churning out  Christmas-tree shaped pancakes. Despite your hunger, you hardly noticed the food, focused instead on something even more delicious: Leonard stood dressed in a pair of plaid lounge pants slung sinfully low, hair ruffled from from sleep. His thermal shirt clung tightly to his arms and, suddenly, you missed the feel of those arms around you.

“Hey,” Leonard said, finally noticing you in the doorway. “Don’t think I have to ask how you slept.” He flashed you a brilliant smile. “Hope you like pancakes.”

“I do, but I should probably get going before the next blizzard strikes.”

“Flights are still cancelled,” Leonard said. “I checked first thing this morning.” You swore under your breath, but Leonard only smiled harder. “That eager to be rid of me?”

“Oh, no. Definitely not. This,” you said, gesturing towards Leonard and the pancakes, “is is something I could get used to.”

“Do you want to?” Leonard dropped his gaze, unsure if he was more scared of rejection or the possibility that you might actually say yes.

“Do I want to what,” you asked.

Leonard put his spatula down, taking a step closer to you. “Get used to this,” he said. “With me.”

You fumbled for words before deciding that maybe they weren’t best right now. Instead, you took two steps forward, closing the distance between the two of you. One of Leonard’s arms snaked around your waist while the other went up your back, hand tangling in your hair. Everything about him felt perfect, and you couldn’t help the goofy grin that spread across your face as you pulled away.

“You taste like vanilla.”

“It’s the pancakes,” Leonard said, pressing his lips to yours again.

“God I’ve wanted to do that since I walked in last night.”

“Really,” Leonard laughed sheepishly. “I’ve wanted to do that for five months.” You were about to respond, when you smelled something burning. Leonard must have smelled it too, because he wheeled around towards the stove. He scrambled to salvage what he could, muttering under his breath, and you felt your heart swell. Yeah, you could definitely get used to this.

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[captainsbabysitter-blog]

Double Trouble Ch11

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Pairing: McKirk

Rating: G

Length: 2576 words

Summary: The last chapter! Here’s the payoff, my loves! Jim and Len spend the day together while the girls are off with Jo’s Aunt Donna. Talks are had, victories are won, and it all ends happily ever after.

Author’s Notes: Thank you all so, so much for your enthusiasm toward this fic! I’m beyond thrilled that every one of you has seemed to really enjoy it. I hope you love the ending as much as you’ve loved the rest of it.

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Sunlight filtered in through the open curtains and shone against Len’s closed eyelids. It pulled him out of the most comfortable sleep he’d ever had. He snuggled in closer to the warm body next to him and pressed a kiss into the soft skin beneath his cheek, and it wasn’t until Jim tensed that Leonard remembered that this wasn’t Charlie, that it was his daughter’s hot bio-dad, and that he’d dragged Jim into bed with him the night before.

He shot up and backed away quickly, staring in horror at Jim’s very entertained expression. “Shit I’m so sorry!”

“Don’t be. You’re very comfortable. Besides… Having you latch onto me like that was rather cute.”

Len’s face burned. He tried looking anywhere but Jim’s face as he responded, “I need to shower and wash the bourbon from my mouth before we go anywhere.”

Before Jim could get another word out, Len bolted into the master bathroom and practically slammed the door behind him. As he let his head fall back against the door, that was the moment his entire head decided to remind him that he wasn’t twenty anymore and couldn’t drink half a bottle of bourbon with no consequences. The sharp throb encasing his brain wasn’t a pleasant discovery. He pulled the painkillers from the cabinet and downed a couple dry; he’d grab some water when he went downstairs. For now, he turned the shower on and let the water heat until steam started rising from over the curtain and stepped under the blessedly hot spray.

When he felt more presentable, Len made his way down to the kitchen. Jim was already leaning against the counter with a cup of coffee and a far away look in his eyes that snapped back to the present when the brunette got close enough.

“Hey, Bones. Feeling better?” He ran a hand through his own damp hair as he looked Len over.

“Yeah. Sorry again about… Well…”

“Playing octopus and not letting me leave because I’m comfy?”

The clink of the pot going back on the hot plate was probably a bit more forceful than it needed to be. “Is that what I said?”

“Oh yeah. Then you were out before I could try to squirm away. It’s fine, though. I slept alright and you’re some kind of heat leach because I usually overheat when someone tries snuggling up to me in bed.” He took a sip of his coffee- as blonde as he was and probably equally loaded with sugar- and looked around. “The girls can’t be gone yet, can they? I dunno about Jo, but Ellie hates everyone before at least 10.”

“Jo’s always been an early riser. I think that’s leftover from when I used to leave before the sun came up to work. She was always up and waiting for me to make breakfast when I came down from my shower,” Len smiled softly at the memory. “It was sometimes the only chance I’d get to see her awake all day.”

Jim nodded and let the silence linger for a while so they could enjoy their coffee. Both Ellie and Joanna came bouncing in followed by Donna and the fathers had to parse through the excited babble.

“Daddy Aunt Donna said we’re gonna hang out today!”

“And we’re gonna go play at a park!”

“And get lunch and she even said we could go to the aquarium cuz Ellie really likes the fish.”

“Girls, I think you’re making their heads spin!” Donna laughed. “Go on and give them hugs and kisses so we can get going or the diner might run out of breakfast.”

That got them both moving. Ellie wrapped her arms around Jim’s waist as Jo attached herself to Len. The fathers shot each other amused glances and leaned down for the kisses each girl had for their dad’s cheek.

“You be good, Jojo.”

“You too, Ellie.”

“We will!” They called over their shoulders in unison before taking the stairs two at a time to finish getting ready.

“You think you can handle them both all day?” Len asked, brow raised as he went back to his coffee.

“I’ll be fine. You two have plans?”

“Lunch and an art museum in Atlanta.” Jim grinned.

“Which museum?” Donna tipped her head to the side curiously. “There are at least four different art museums in Atlanta that I can think of.”

Jim turned to Len who just shrugged. “We can go to all of them if you want. How long can you spend in a single art museum?”

“How long could you spend in a medical museum?” Jim shot back.

“Fair enough.”

About an hour later, they were buckling into Len’s truck and heading toward the city. A comfortable quiet settled over them as each tried to gather their thoughts. Leonard reminded himself repeatedly that any attraction he felt toward Jim was likely just a rebound infatuation while Jim took up the silent mantra, ‘it’s not gonna happen, it’s not gonna happen, it’s not gonna…’ The one thought they did share was the realization that they were definitely set up.

He cursed quietly at the whole situation, and when Jim gave him a confused look, he sighed. “You been feeling like they’re trying to push us together?”

“Yeah.” Jim chewed on his lip a little before adding, “Would that really be such a bad thing?”

Len was silent for a lot longer than was strictly necessary before he answered, “No. It wouldn’t. But the fact that I’m thinking like that when it’s been barely 24 hours since my fiancé left my house bothers me. And just… There’s already so much happening all at once.”

“Well what if I said I’d be interested if you decided it wasn’t bothering you?” Jim kept his eyes trained out the window as he spoke, not wanting to risk looking at Len.

Careful consideration went into his next words, “I’d ask you to be patient and let me figure things out. I want to decide what we’re doing about Jo first. And I’d want to figure out what sort of ground rules I need. Because if we were to do that and break up later, it would affect the girls. Especially now that we know they’re sisters.”

“Yeah… Alright, yeah. That makes sense.” He couldn’t squash all the hope bubbling up in his chest, but Jim made a valiant effort. “Just think about it, alright?”

“I’ve been thinking about it since you stepped off the plane,” Len admitted with a sigh. “First there was Charlie, and now I just want to make sure this isn’t a rebound.”

Jim nodded and decided to change the subject. “So do we want to do two museums? One before lunch and one after?”

“Alright. I’ll even let you tell me about why the random paint splashes mean something.”

“If that’s going to be how you talk the whole time, we’re going to have some words, Mr. McCoy.”

“That’s Dr. McCoy to you.”

“I’ll just stick with Bones.”

The first museum was interesting even though Len didn’t understand a single word that came out of Jim’s mouth. Modern art had never been his preferred flavor, but the way Jim bounced from painting to painting to sculpture to painting with an enthusiasm usually displayed by children as they’re discovering something new enchanted him. More than once, Jim grabbed Len’s hand to drag him off to see something new and point out the bits and pieces he loved about a painting hug on the wall.

Lunch was simple. They ate at a place about half way between the first museum and the next and chatted about the girls. Now that they had the time to just sit and think and bounce ideas without the girls potentially interrupting them and without Charlie there to sulk like a child, it was easier.

“So you mentioned before that you’d be willing to fly down here with Ellie during summers. Assuming one of us hasn’t moved by next summer, would you still be willing to do that?”

“Yeah, definitely. My job is portable and I can stand flying,” Jim grinned at him over his burger. “And I’m pretty sure Chris and Phil adored Ellie, so she’s welcome in Cali any time. You are, too, if you can ever get yourself on a plane.”

“Wish I could say I see that happening, but I feel like my heart just about stops just going to the airport.”

“I’ll just fly to you, then.”

“So…” Len ran his finger along the rim of his glass, clearly debating with himself. “I still want to take this slow, and I’m still not entirely sure if this is me really feeling something for you or if it’s rebound feelings paired with you being an amazing dad, but I think it’s something I’d like to revisit later. Once you’re back home and we have some distance to give us a bit of perspective.”

“Alright. Yeah, that makes sense. Um…” Jim shifted around in his chair looking a little unsure of himself. “About how likely is it that this will be a thing, do you think?”

“At this point? Pretty sure.”

By the time the two of them reached the end of the second museum, they were leaning into each other and giving lingering touches that barely toed the line of platonic. As they left, Len steered Jim outside and toward the truck with a gentle hand low on his back. Jim was still chattering away about the last piece they had spent half an hour looking at. The blonde looked so happy about it that Len couldn’t find it in himself to be annoyed.

The whole day had felt like he’d known Jim all their lives. It was a feeling completely foreign to Leonard, but he didn’t want to examine it too closely. He’d spent too much time examining every angle of this whole situation. Instead, he snagged Jim’s hand as he moved to get into the passenger side. The confused look he received in response only lasted the briefest of moments before Len leaned in to press a quick, chaste kiss to Jim’s lips.

Well now that just wouldn’t do. Jim threw an arm around Len’s neck and pulled him down into a proper kiss, his eyes closed as he allowed himself to just feel Len’s lips pressed against his own. For a second, it seemed as though he’d get no real response, but Len coiled an arm around Jim’s waist as the other hand came up to cup the back of Jim’s head.

It was a dizzying experience, and when Len’s tongue traced its way along Jim’s lip, he didn’t even hesitate to part them. He’d figured Len would be a good kisser, but he didn’t think it would be quite so fiery; the man knew just how much pressure to apply and a soft nip to his lower lip had him keening and his knees buckling. When they finally pulled apart, he was dazed at staring at Len in a mixture of surprise and desire.

“So I guess you’ve changed your mind about waiting, huh?”

Len stroked at Jim’s cheek with his thumb. “I guess I have…”

“The girls are going to be so smug about this, you know.”

“Let them. They did well,” Len chuckled and gave Jim’s hand a quick squeeze. “Let’s get going.”

Jim snuck another quick kiss before he clamored into the truck with the biggest grin on his face. No matter how they got to that point, it was all worth it.

A triumphant cheer interrupted their thoughts and drew their attention to the other side of the parking lot where Donna and the girls were watching. Jim’s cheeks flared a bright red while Len just sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Donna and Jo shot Ellie matching exasperated looks as the dads made their way over.

“So how long were you watching us?” Knowing his sister as he did, they’d probably tailed him and Jim all damn day.

“Well…” Ellie and Jo shared a look before they pointed to Donna in unison. “It was her idea!”

“Oh I don’t doubt that for a second. We’re all going to sit down and have a talk when we get back home.” All three girls sulked at the thought. Len just rolled his eyes and gestured toward his sister. “You’re a grown woman, Donna. At least try to set a good example.”

“Can’t make me.”

“We’ll meet you back at the house.”

As they made their way back home, Jim couldn’t wipe the dopey, besotted smile from his face. Every once in a while, he’d glance over to the driver seat where Len was trying to suppress his own grin and failing horribly.

Laying down ground rules with the girls back at the house was a little less fun, but it was a much-needed reality check. Ellie and Jo were already excitedly talking about the two of them getting married one day, and Donna didn’t seem willing to be the one to slow them down, so it was up to their fathers to bring them all back down to Earth.

Leonard got the four of them settled onto stools in the kitchen with a pad of paper after he convinced Donna this should just be the dads and their daughters for right now to write down their thoughts. The last thing he wanted was for this to be another Charlie situation.

“So first rule,” he declared, jotting down a 1 and circling it, “is that the girls come first.”

“I second that rule,” Jim agreed and leaned down to kiss the top of Ellie’s head.

“Do we get to make rules, too?” Jo asked curiously.

“We’re all suggesting rules and if we agree on them, they’ll be rules,” her father explained. “Jim and I have final say.”

Joanna debated silently with herself for a minute before speaking up again, “If we tell you something’s wrong, you gotta listen.”

Len’s heart clenched at the way she wouldn’t look at him when she said it. Without bothering to confer with Jim, he wrote it underneath the first rule. He knew he needed to sit with her and have a long, long talk about what happened with Charlie, but he put that aside for now.

“How are you and papa gonna date if we’re in California?”

“That’s something we’ll need to figure out later, peanut. Right now, we’re making rules.” Jim shared a look with Len who just shrugged and motioned toward the paper. “I think we need one about manipulating each other to get what we want after this little stunt, don’t you Bones?”

He made a small noise of agreement as he wrote it down. “We’ll ask for what we want instead of being sneaky.”

Both girls shared a guilty look, but it didn’t last long. Everyone was happy with the results even if Leonard and Jim weren’t thrilled with the method.

“I can’t think of any more,” Ellie admitted with a shrug.

“Me neither,” Jo agreed.

After a bit of thought, Len motioned Jim over and whispered something to him. Jim smiled and nodded, so Len pulled the notebook closer and wrote down one more rule as the girls watched with piqued curiosity. When he shifted it toward them, they read it with wide smiles.

‘No matter what happens, Leonard and Jim will always love Joanna and Ellie.’

~*~*~*~

Tagging: @auduna-druitt​ @pinkamour1588​ @gracieminabox​ @thevalesofanduin​ @yourtropegirl​ @randomlittleimp​ @southernbellestatues​ @emmkolenn​ @goingknowherewastaken​ @bubblegum-star-trek​ @loisrose​ @feelmyroarrrr​ @outside-the-government​ @arrowsshootyouforwards​ @eyeofdionysus​ @goodnightwife

#mckirk #jim kirk #leonard mccoy #parent trap au #tia writes #gosh this was so much fun to write

[imafederalagent---dumbass]

Songs I’d Like to Have a Professional Recording of Aaron Singing:

Please bear in mind that this list is in no way complete. He has sang some of these songs, but again, professional recording. Please feel free to add to the list!

Disney

Out There

Go the Distance

You’ll Be In My Heart

Two Worlds

Kiss the Girl

Baby Mine

When You Wish Upon a Star

Cruella De Vil

One Jump Ahead

Reindeers Are Better Than People

You’ve Got a Friend In Me- Duet/Norbert

Why Should I Worry

I Wanna Be Like You

Jack’s Lament

Proud of Your Boy

Her Voice

Santa Fe

Strangers Like Me

Can You Feel the Love Tonight- Duet/Rachel Tucker

I See the Light- Duet/Laura Osnes

If I Never Knew You- Duet/Sam Barks

You’ll Be In My Heart

A Whole New World

Evermore

Christmas

O Holy Night

Hark! The Herald Angel Sing

Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

The First Noel

Little Drummer Boy

We Three Kings

Do You Hear What I Hear?

Let It Snow

Jingle Bells

What Child is This

Rockin Around the Christmas Tree

Jingle Bell Rock

God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen

Mary Did You Know

I’ll Be Home For Christmas

You’re a Mean One Mr. Grinch

O Come All Ye Faithful

Silent Night

Joy to the World

Santa Clause Is Comin’ To Town

All I Want For Christmas Is You

Blue Christmas

White Christmas

Showtunes

Another Day- Duet/Sam Barks- Rent

What You Own- Duet/Skylar Astin- Rent

As Long As You’re Mine- Duet/Laura Osnes- Wicked

Dancing Through Life- Wicked

Empty Chairs at Empty Tables- Les Miserables

This Is the Moment- Jekyll & Hyde

Confrontation- Jekyll & Hyde

Raise a Little Hell- Bonnie & Clyde

Oh What a Beautiful Mornin’- Oklahoma

Bring Him Home- Les Miserables

It Takes Two- Hairspray

The Ballad of Booth- Assassins

Tonight- Duet/Laura Osnes- West Side Story

Confrontation- Duet/Jeremy Jordan?- Les Miserables

Stars- Les Miserables

The Music of the Night- Phantom

All That Jazz- Chicago

All I Ask of You- Duet/Laura Osnes - Phantom

Epiphany- Sweeney Todd

Johanna- Sweeney Todd

Razzle Dazzle- Chicago

Til I Hear You Sing- Love Never Dies

You’ll Never Walk Alone- Carousel

Old Deuteronomy- Duet/Jeremy Jordan- Cats

Moving Too Fast- The Last 5 Years

Come What May- Duet/Laura Osnes- Moulin Rouge

Your Song- Moulin Rouge

Agony- Duet/Jeremy Jordan? Darren Criss? Jonathan Groff? Kyle Dean Massey? Derek Klena?- Into the Woods

Giants in the Sky- Into the Woods

Whatever Happened To Saturday Night- Rocky Horror

Singing In the Rain- Singing In the Rain

Don’t Rain on My Parade- Funny Girl

Wig In a Box- Hedwig & the Angry Inch

Sugar Daddy- Hedwig & the Angry Inch

Neverland- Finding Neverland

Make Them Hear You- Ragtime

What You Mean to Me- Duet/Laura Michelle Kelly- Finding Neverland (or Laura Osnes I’m not picky)

Hard to Be the Bard- Something Rotten

Left Behind- Spring Awakening

All That’s Known- Spring Awakening

High Enough- Duet/Laura Osnes- Rock of Ages

My Petersburg- Anastasia

In a Crowd of Thousands- Duet/Laura Osnes- Anastasia

Dust & Ashes- Great Comet of 1812

Soliloquy- Carousel

Come Back- Dogfight

You’ll Be Back- Hamilton

Wait For It- Hamilton

Why God Why- Miss Saigon

Random Songs

Smooth Criminal- Michael Jackson

Take Me To Church- Hozier

We Are The Champions- Queen

Old Time Rock N Roll- Bob Segar

Never Say Never- The Fray

What Doesn’t Kill You Makes You Stronger- Kelly Clarkson

Burning Love- Elvis Presley

Jailhouse Rock- Elvis Presley

Hound Dog- Elvis Presley

Heartbreak Hotel- Elvis Presley

Lovin’ Touchin’ Squeezin’- Journey

I’ll Be Seeing You- Frank Sinatra

Let It Be- The Beatles

New York State of Mind- Billy Joel

Desperado- The Eagles

That Ol’ Wind- Garth Brooks

That’s Life- Frank Sinatra

The Dance- Garth Brooks

Blackbird- The Beatles

Mamma Mia- ABBA

Hard Day’s Night- The Beatles

Yesterday- The Beatles

Every Rose Has Its Thorn- Poison

Heaven- Warrant

Since You’ve Been Gone- Kelly Clarkson

Hallelujah- Leonard Cohen

Lexington & 52nd Street- Smash

Caught In the Storm- Smash

Broadway Here I Come- Smash

Heart Shaped Wreckage- Duet/Laura Osnes

Bye Bye Bye- Jeremy Jordan, Darren Criss, Jonathan Groff, & Corey Cott- Nsync

Somebody to Love- Queen

Who Wants to Live Forever- Quartet- Laura Osnes, Megan Hilty/Sam Barks, Jeremy Jordan- Queen

Hammer to Fall- Queen

Crazy Little Thing Called Love- Queen

Titanium- David Guetta

Wrecking Ball- Miley Cyrus

Blank Space- Taylor Swift

I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing- Aerosmith

Fly Me to the Moon- Frank Sinatra

Let’s Hear It For the Boy

Jar of Hearts- Christina Perri

Uninvited- Alanis Morisette

Hit Me With Your Best Shot- Pat Benatar

Go Your Own Way- Fleetwood Mac

Landslide- Fleetwood Mac

Rollin’ In the Deep- Adele

The Piano Man- Billy Joel

Caught Up In You- 38 Special

Summer of ’69- Bryan Adams

One Last Prayer- Kerrigan & Lowdermilk

Faithfully- Journey

Hello- Adele

Creep- Radiohead

Shake It Off- Taylor Swift

Wake Me Up- Aviici

Somebody That I Used to Know

Uptown Funk- Bruno Mars

#Aaron Tveit #i have no life #i got bored #whoops #broadway #theater #i did a thing

[kaedeakeshisworld]

A breath of fresh air

gist: An unexpected meeting at the bakery with who knows? Leo finally decided to appear in Y/n's life after this time. Exciting news for future plans a a change of perspective.

Finally, Benimaru is here. Treating reader-chan like she deserves to. Leo and Y/n have to settle some matters but no worries, it'll work out.

c/s:Here it is. Who also loves a bread loaf/ hot bread fresh out the oven? I do ☺️. Also, there's a saying in Portuguese when you refer to hot men. You say he's/you're a bread( I think it's only valid for men though- in Portuguese "tu es um pão!" it means you're hot. now you know.) Don't know if it's still something folks use as of now... I feel like next chapter will probably end on some smut( already writing it 😉)

wc:3565

I've had easier days! Waking up at the crack of dawn to stare at my ceiling got me questioning my priorities. It's been three fucking weeks! What does he even have like excuse. She impersonates him to the best of her ability ‘Sorry, I was busy with work’ headass.

Soon enough, I start crying. I know why. I was acting like a was strong, wouldn’t shed a tear for him or because of him.

I've successfully managed to avoid it these past two weeks but everything can't be going according to plan now, can it?

I try my best to cry in silence. I don't need a single soul to know why I'm in this state. 

I think a hot bath would make me feel better. I also will undo my locks. Time for a needed wash and go.

Nothing can beat a good self care routine! I feel like relaxing this way would really help me sleep. So, I'll start it tomorrow…

The hot bath really helped me. I feel like I can conquer the world. I haven’t even had breakfast! Hum… well… what am I in the mood for? Nothing can beat a hot bread straight out the oven. I’ll settle for that.

As soon as I get out of the bath, I pat dry my body. Apply lotion to it because being ashy ain’t a lifestyle for me.  As for a bra… I’m not putting it on today. It’s always the first thing I get rid of whenever I’m back home.

I put on an oversized hoodie, some cutesy socks, and my platform vans 'cause I wasn't blessed with height. I grab my wallet as well as a camo bucket hat. 

Off I am and let's not forget keys, too. 

I drop by the bakery for a fresh loaf of bread. 

I have missed doing regular stuff. Such simple things bring me happiness the most yet I don’t do them.

The stroll is ten minutes but worth it for the tasty goods they sell. 

This morning, not a lot of people crowd the shop.I secured the goods, yes two loaves, one is never enough. I headed towards the exit and bumped someone. 

My first reaction is to ask if he or she is okay, I wasn't paying attention.

When I offered help, I was met with a voice I heard before( or at least think I did):

“What a wonderful sight! And here I thought I wouldn't see you this soon?”

He greets me

“Hi! How are you?”

“Much better now that I see you Y/n.”

“Wanna chat for a bit?”

“Absolutely. I’ll order us something in the meantime. Have a seat. I’ll join you as soon as I’m done.”

He comes back to the table with a tray. The food looks delicious

“We have some strawberry mochi.” He chuckles upon my surprised reaction.

My fave. How does he know? Ah… now I get it! What else did he overheard at uni? 

“I got a caramel chai latte for you.”

“I have an espresso and a silk pudding.”

“You look really hot!” She says. 

“Thank you. You do too.”

“Are you trying to flirt?”

“Perhaps…”

He sips his coffee before continuing this conversation:

“I know this is out of the blue but I wanted to invite you for a trip.”

“A trip? I’m interested!”

“You just have to say yes.”

“Destination is?”

“Paris.”

“I’m going. Who else is going to be there

“Just you and me

“So you wanted to have me all for yourself. You're naughty, so naughty.”

“No not really the way you intend it. 

I have business there. I thought it would be a great idea for me to share it with you.”

He’s a business man. The fit matches his job if you get what I’m saying. His hair is slicked all the way to the back. He looks like a total different person.   

“When do we have to leave?”

“We take off Monday, everything is offered by me. I’ll pick you up.”

“I’ll do that. Should I give you my number?” 

“Yes, it’ll make things easier.”

“Do you need my info to book the flight?”

“Send me everything. I’ll take care of it.”

Both of you exchange phone numbers.

“I’m looking forward to it.”

“Me too.”

He smiles, it’s the first time I've seen him do that.

“I gotta leave. I already paid for our meal. Take care, my love.” 

He kissed my forehead and he left 

Why do my eyes falter me like this out of all places, I have to look at his crotch!! Jeez, I’m a case. 

That’s it! Universe, send some bomb ass dick my way. Since I can’t really get it myself, might as well get some help.

It took me by surprise. A lot of affection just from that. 

I am his love. His love. Bold as shit if you ask me. You can only call me like that after you’ve made me come.

  - - -

This sunday morning at 10 am sharp, someone knocked at my door. Not the best time to come by. I'm butt naked and need to get dressed asap. I grabbed a random sundress and put it on as I got close to the door. I take a look in the mirror in the entry to check if I have any semblance of looking okay. I put myself behind the door and asked:

“Who is it?”

The person behind it answered “it’s me”

I know it’s him. I check through the peephole to verify if it’s really him but I’m rarely mistaken. 

Already! Take your sweet ass time Leo. Come next week, how about that one? Isn’t it too early like wait a month cause you visibly waited three weeks to show up…

I open the door. I’m not surprised by seeing him

I give him that disapproving look all the while checking his fit out

Here she is standing in all her glory. With a purple sundress. She no longer has her dreadlocks. She is probably on a wash and go because I know this smell. Oh, there is something else in the air… cinnamon perhaps?

“Not you showing up!”

“Not you giving me attitude, specifically this one.”

“I don’t want to see or talk to you.”

“That’s how you face reality when problems arise or you encounter difficulties? I thought my queen was smarter than this.”

“I’m not your queen.”

“Bet!”

“Bet?!”

“May I come in?”

“Why would I allow you inside in the first place?”

“You’re right. Uhm let’s go somewhere then. I shouldn’t be invading your privacy?”

“It’s fine. Come in?”

You let him enter your place the living room is at the end of the hallway

He sits down on your couch. 

You decide to position yourself on the opposite side, grab a pillow and let him do the talking because he has to apologise. He better.

He tried to make small talk such as tell how nice the weather has been of lately but he quickly realised that you simply do not care

“Why did you absquatulate two weeks ago? Have you been out this past week? You look like you haven't been properly eating, are you sure you're taking care of yourself?”

“Why are you interrogating me, Leo? Am I a witness and you’re the officer?”

I wouldn’t mind that if you catch my drift, queen.  

“All of a sudden, you seem to care. Three weeks, don't you know how to count?  Were you having fun with Miss Aura? Maybe playing with your 'son' like you should? Getting busy with another bitch 'cause let's face it, you can pull them.

As a matter of fact, I can't grasp the reason why you're here. To end what we had started. 

Well if it's the case, I must inform you that it ended three weeks ago in that car ride.”

“I’m here for you. I would like to know what I can do. Why are you being so cold? You didn't even hug me at the door.”

“Hugh, are you being serious? You've got to be fucking kidding me. You're getting this treatment because I still do not know who Miss Aura,” she punctuates her name “is. And let’s not forget you flatly refused to reveal her identity. In your own words, ‘this ain’t none of your business’ type shit.”

“I had to give you time to reflect upon the way I treated you.

Okay now we're talking. Doesn't mean I'll forgive you though.

That's what you get for being stubborn.

“Okay. You really don’t want to let go of this topic! Well, Aura is my sister.”

“See! Was it hard to tell me?”

“No, I wanted to toy with your feelings. It amused me to see you being this possessive and you wanted to know who she was. 

Would you like to meet her? I know it's a bit hasty but if you want to, I can do that.” 

“You do realise you're toxic, don't you? Not yet. I have to unpack what you did to me.”

And you hit his shoulder playfully.

“I know. It's because for the previous relationships I had, women wouldn't even accept her in their lives. I had to make sure. Don't worry, you aced it. Did much better than them.” 

“Also, since we’re on that topic my son as you had said it on the phone is not your son.”  

“No, it's her son. Unfortunately, her husband passed away when her son was a baby so I have been to a certain extent there for him. He does know that I am his uncle despite the fact I've always called him son.”

Oof the relief, the massive weight lifted off your shoulders is gone. Now that it is cleared out of the way. I also feel really bad now that I know the whole story.

“What do you mean by that?” 

“Nothing important for the time being.”

“Did he just die just like that?”

“No, Actually it was because of an incurable disease. He was on treatment but it seemed like it harmed him in more ways than it helped him.”

“My condolences for this tragic outcome.”

“It's okay.”

Both of you sit in awkward silence for a good five minutes. You're doing everything to avoid his gaze. 

If I look at him now it's game over for me. Like I was being an idiot but still.

Your salvation is the timer going off

“Oh, my pie! Had almost forgotten it!” 

“You made a pie?”

“Yes homemade, it's my grandmother’s recipe. We’ll eat some later with ice cream that sounds about right.”

“Absolutely.”

Maybe we should get some boba tea in the meantime.

Yes! I would love that.

When you're ready to leave, let me know.

Why?

I think you should cover yourself…

Is it cold outside?

A little windy.

She hops in her dressing room for some mules and a cropped denim jacket.

“I'm done.”

“Okay. Let's go!”

Gotta be focused. Don't break character now. One day we'll be together but the timing isn't right.

As soon as we get off of the elevator, he tells me we're going by car.

“You have a new driver?”

“Yes, I do. I'm the one driving today.”

“Oh…”

A sports car? That's too flashy! Once a gentleman, always a gentleman.

“Order anything you desire. As soon as you have everything, we'll sit outside.”

“What about you?”

“Don't worry about me.”

Uh!

“One matcha tea for me and passionfruit for him. I would also like to have a dozen donuts.”

“Which flavours?”

“Give us the best ones, please.”

Leo pays for everything and you head outside to the eating area.

“Let's drink here.”

You sip on your drink for a bit. He's the one starting the conversation: 

“How's work?”

“I'm really busy. There are good days and stressful ones. Once the weekend hits, I feel relieved.”

“What about you?”

“Nothing special, routine stuff you know.”

“Are you going on vacation?”

“Not yet. I'll do it later in August. A lil' after my birthday.”

“Your birthday is…” 

“August 10th.”

She mutters “Fuck! She was right!”

“You said something

“I forgot to ask you that, how silly of me?”

“No at all, it happens.”

I take a glazed donut out of the box and start digging

“Are you?”

“Yes, l'll go with a friend of mine.”

“Sounds fun,” he shrugs back.

“Where?”

“Europe, more precisely Paris.”

“Who organised it?”

“He did.”

He!? I thought it was she as in another girl. Why am I getting worked over it?

“I'm just accompanying him there. He probably has some business to attend.”

“Have fun there. I'm sure Paris and he will treat you right.”

You stayed there for two hours just discussing some trivial matters…

At my place

“They're two flavours in a pot ones. I have belgian chocolate and regular vanilla, salted caramel and brownie. Or, you'd rather have regular ones like vanilla, chocolate or strawberry?”

“I find you're awfully stocked on them.”

“It's normal. Period me needs it!”

“Oh, I see. I'll get the first option and please forget my comment. There is absolutely nothing wrong about having an ice cream reserve at home.”

“Why are you giving me a pot, I thought we'd share?” 

“I don't do that with ice cream.”

“Noted.”

“How is it?”

“It’s really good. I think I can cook and I’ll leave the dessert up to you.”

“I’ll gladly handle it.” 

“You used granny smith apples, right?”

“Yes, they’re my fave.”

“Oh! What a coincidence, me too.”

This conversation is going all too well for someone who was mad up until today. It’s giving bipolar much if I may say so. Well, that’s kind of how I love so, no surprise there.

“About our relationship, I think we should have a break from each other.”

“Yes, I understand.”

“No further questions.”

“You have your reasons for it. I'll simply respect them and distance myself from you.”

His phone rings 

“I really have to answer this call, sorry.”

“Uhm, sure.”

While he talked on the phone, I went about my day. I'm not going to sit and watch him do his thing. My cold exterior may remain but I'll be giddy. I don't like it when I'm like that.

I put the dishes in the dishwasher. Clean the kitchen counter and head to my living room. Have a look around. Check if something needs to be arranged. I pick my computer, my headphones and listen to a city pop playlist whilst typing the piled up emails from this week. I should really stop this shit. It doesn't do me any good. Meh…words don't mean shit without action, do they?

The phone call 

“Good morning Mister Burns ! I hope you're doing well. Am I disturbing you in the middle of anything?”

“No,” he looks at her "not at all. Please go ahead."

"I inform you that next month there is a charity gala you must attend."

"You're talking about that one gala?"

“Absolutely!”

“Can I skip it? I really don't want to be there…”

“Sir? How could you not go there? You need to know that you just have to stay until you meet the people who organised the event. That's it.”

“Still Rie, I don't like them. Can't I send one of my collaborators instead of me?”

“I'm going to sound extremely rude but as far as I'm concerned, none of your collaborators bear your name. You get it now, Mister Burns.”

“Okay Rie. I promise you I'll be there.”

“Thank you, Mister Burns! I know it'll work wonders for this business's future. On that note, I wish you a wonderful day.”

“Thank you, see you later.”

He ends his call and demands my attention. I take off my headphones and give him a yes.

“It was from work, my secretary Rie kind of scolded me.”

“It must have been urgent, I guess…”

“I could say that about the matter.”

I talked with her about next month's event, a charity gala for the prosperity of ingenious people.

“Is that something you created?”

“Not really, the company supports it in some way. I tried my best to dissuade her from telling me to go because I am not fond of those events, honestly. It's too long, formal and it messes up my sleep schedule. I'm not that young anymore, I love my routines.”

“I read that somewhere. It said something like 'old people are so into routines: it is really hard to make them change certain habits' sounds true now that I have a living proof before my eyes.”

So now this is what we're doing. Calling me old? Nevermind, we're casually talking. It’s not meant to hurt me, she’s just stating what’s evident.

“After my secretary Rie convinced me in a rather unusual way. She's scary when she wants me to do something for the good of the company.”

“Bless her soul. She knows how to remind you of important tasks. Is that all?”

“Yes.”

“Make yourself feel at home. Now, if you excuse me.”

She puts her headphones back and starts typing away.

I thought it would be a good idea to invite Y/n, we could start anew. I might be wrong.

Leo left shortly after that phonecall. I think he might have felt out of place and didn’t want to overstay his welcome. Time for me to spill the tea with besties through a videocall meeting.

Marjorie: Brrrr!

Theresa Hey, what up?

Bianca: Howdy?

y/n: I hope y’all doing well I got news

Marjorie: I’m all ears!

Theresa: Got my crunch going!

Bianca: Sippin’ my mimosa!

Y/n: I’m going to Paris! 

Theresa: Jealous! 

Bianca: Switch places with me!

Marjorie: I’ll be a luggage.

Bianca: With who though? Leo, right?

Marjorie: I mean… who else could it be? 

Bianca: Same.

Y/n: No, it’s not him.

Marjorie: What? widened eyes

Theresa: Flabbergasted!? hands over chest

Bianca: Confused  Flick of the wrist bc she thought you’d go with him

Marjorie: Is a bitch fucking your man?

Y/n: No, she isn’t. Rest assured.

Marjorie: You scared me! You know, I’m ready to side you no matter what.

Theresa: So, who's the lucky one?

Bianca: Yep, let us know girl…

Marjorie: You found another one that matched him?

Y/n: No! Not at all, an old acquaintance Benimaru.

Theresa: Pfft… he don’t waste time.

Bianca: With who? 

Marjorie: Never heard of him…

Y/n: We used to be in the same uni.

Bianca: Through my understanding, is he a rival?

Y/n: No, why?

Marjorie: You’re still with your sugar daddy? 

Y/n: No, we’re on a break to figure things out.

Bianca: You dropped him like that!

Marjorie: The streets are scarce, you might not get him back.

Theresa: You menacing y/n?

Marjorie: No, I'm letting her know he's the real deal.

Bianca: I second that.

Theresa: Let y/n explain herself.

Y/n: I know but I deserve to have fun to. Benimaru is a gentleman as well.

Marjorie: I need a report from your time spent in Paris in fine detail, 

pics too, hydrate us much with it.

Bianca: If anything ✨spicy👀 happens, let us know.

Y/n: I will, don’t worry.

Theresa: Have fun and enjoy yourself you should forget Leo a bit for your wellbeing.

Marjorie: Yeah, Theresa got a point. Contact us if anything arises.

Bianca: Without a doubt

Marjorie: Gotta go! My bed calling me.

Theresa: I have to do laundry!

Bianca: Wash day!! 

Y/n: Deuces.

Marjorie and theresa: Bye!

Bianca: See ya.

I should get to packing fast. Like I'm leaving tomorrow.

Maybe should check the weather and bring clothes according to that.

Not a lot of shoes, a solid sneaker pair if not two and two heels as well as sandals.

Shorts, skirts, pants, blouses, t-shirts, pull-overs. We’ll head to the airport in nice silk pyjamas and a hoodie.

And pack my skincare too, in tiny containers.

As I put my luggage by the door, Benimaru sends me a message.

Silly me forgot to ask you where u live.

Send me ur address, I'll pick u up. 

I send it.

Monday at 9 sharp as I'm my way to the entrance, I watch him. Gosh, he looks good! Might bite later… 

“Punctual. Nice!” 

As soon as he sees me, he gets my things for me. 

“Haven't forgotten anything?”

“No, I don't think so.”

“That's great. We'll go to the airport right away.”

“Okay.”

In the car we discuss a little. He's changed a lot he has this charisma that I can't decipher yet. He doesn't deadpan people that much as of now.

“Late music discoveries…”

“Do you have any?” 

“I do.”

“Tell me.”

“I will. I would like to know yours first.”

“Malice mizer, a little conflicted because I didn't discover them earlier but I really love the song au revoir.”

“I'll give them a go.”

“Ready?”

“Yes!”

“Mine is Tricot specifically itazura and potage.”

“I love them too! I gotta say you're a little late,” you snicker.

“Y/n! Here, I thought you'd be nice. Turns out I was wrong.”

“Not really, Tricot is like studying for uni midterms background music.”

“You studied like that?”

“Yep.”

“I did lo-fi!”

“That works too!”

“We're almost getting there.”

“You're right.”

“We'll eat shop a bit and hop on the flight.”

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Home sweet home

cw: reader-san goes back home, work life is somewhat unbearable, talks with psychic friend, Theresa comes through with a reading to give her some guidance, talks about being childfree and a parentified adult as well as its consequences, Theresa encourages reader-san to open a baking business, an much needed 'men are trash reminder', a few other characters are mentioned such as Obi, Vulcan and Benimaru(he is a warning 🤨 ), uni days seem to bring joy and despair to reader-san, no sign of Leo for a total of three weeks(that’s ominous).

gist: reader-san goes back to her place after being with Leo for sometime. In her own words “ this motherfucker tweaking, on God!”(she’s right, I’d be mad too).

Wc: 2141

c/s:  I wouldn’t mind having captain Obi as my bed 😩, I said what I said 😋(that's period me talking). Uhm… enjoy!

Blank/Ageless blogs/MDNI, I will block you!

As soon as I got inside, I dropped my shopping bags at the entry. I took off my shoes. I went right away to the living room, plopped myself on my couch like I usually do. I take a few deep breaths to reassess the current state of my life. I have to appreciate where I’m at. But also fuck Leo for being a stubborn man. I can’t stand him. On top of that I have to go to work. 

I swear on everything the universe be trying me! Anyways, time to unwind.

 –

I slept like a baby when I got back home. I hugged my huge teddy bear to bring me comfort. I really missed being on my own company, I’m realising. No wonder I had shitty days earlier this week.

It’s been ten days, no signs of Leo contacting me or at least trying like… a missed call or something? Am I this unlucky with men or is it my imagination? I know I shouldn’t worry but single life looks so appealing right now. Might go back to it honestly.

Work’s been kicking my ass. Between orders, new clients, shipping packages, answering questions customers have, updating the site and coming up with new ideas to innovate the concept, I’m lagging a bit. Everytime I come back home, I just shower, eat and sleep. It's as if I were a robot, what am I doing? At least, I haven't cried yet. Not a sign of sir Burns? He's probably busy. I still have his debit card. I better not use it and leave it at home in a safe place.

Wednesday is my day off. I should probably make it a self care day and just do what I do best: me! I'll take it slow. Tuesday evening I should get some candles from the store.

Theresa sent a message. I think she wants to see me.

We need to talk. I'll be there 2moro by noon cya

My reply is

No problem. I'll be waiting

Wednesday

Theresa finds me with a face mask but her face is so stern…

“I know you're not seeing him. Why is that”

How? Ah, she always knows. I let her in the apartment. It would be rude to keep having this convo at the door. Some nosey people might hear. I tell her what she wants to know as we sit on the couch.

“The kid in question and that woman's identity. He doesn't want me to know.”

“Want me to pull out some tarot cards for it?”

“Yeah, sure why not.”

“I get a feel you’re not telling me everything.”

“Uhm… I don't think he'll contact me that soon.”

She takes out of her bag a few bay leaves.

“Hand me a lighter please gotta cleanse before I do anything.”

I don’ really like the smell so I ask her 

“Can you please do another cleansing method. I don’t dig burnt bay leaf smell and you know exactly why.”

“Sure, I’ll just clap a few times.” 

She claps three times then ten times and finally five. Don’t know about that pattern though might ask or not.

She pulls out her tarot deck. Seeing her shuffling doesn't cease to amaze you.

“What should y/n expect of this situation? Strength or maybe his sun sign. My hand burns so it definitely is his sun sign."

Uhm interesting

“Is your boo a july or august leo?” 

“Don’t know I haven’t asked him. I will.”

“Leaning on the card's meaning and my intuition, he’s a strong man. His values are unmatched for most people in his age range. I also get the feeling that he has gorgeous hair and a beard. Aren’t I right?”

Now that I think about it, I never asked him when it was his birthday. I'll do it if we get back together…

"Leo’s rule hair and all that so he’s also probably on the thicker side if you know what I mean.”

“Yes, spot on as always. Hair wise I didn’t touch it much. I think you’re right, it surely is a handful.”

She pulls out another card. Most of the time she’ll stop when she gets three cards but I get a feel this might be a long session.

“We have ten of cups. It embodies completion in your specific case; it could be marriage. It can also mean some sort of union. I don’t know where you currently stand on that matter.”

“I don’t look forward to it. I never really did fancy that. My whole childhood, teenage and early adult years I took care of babies and children that were not mine based solely on the fact that they’re family. So technically, I am a parentified adult. And while that kind of upbringing could have strongly reinforced the want of having kids, I simply do not like them.”

“So sorry you had to go through that, boo. You’re telling me that you’re prone to be a childfree person than to become a mother?”

“Exactly! Being a mother is not for me. I’m not trying to walk in my mother’s footsteps being the one who is bearing the whole family as well as taking care of a grown child labelled as ‘husband’ that is so useless.”

“I’m with you on that one. Fuck men and their entitlement to think they are doing too much when all they do is complain about ‘where my food at? This house look a mess or even ain’t nobody helping in this house.’ Stop being a clown and start doing something about the shit you whining about. Concerning your guy, he would be the right one spirit says.”

She continues pulling out cards:

“We got knight of wands. It symbolises motion as well as passion. Girl…I’m getting hot like smoking hot.” She says this as she waves her hand close to her face . “Please, give me a glass of cold water with ice cubes.”

“Coming right up!”

You do your little run towards the kitchen and come back with a full glass of water with ice cubes for your friend.

“Here.”

“Thank you, that was much needed.

“So, I think your man is super serious about you ‘cause I’m still hot.” 

She takes off her sweater . “The water didn’t do much but whatever I guess. Spirit tells me that he enjoys looking at you all the time even when you are not aware of it.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes! Haven’t you noticed it?”

“I probably didn’t pay much attention to it.”

“Ace of pentacles stands for potential, prosperity too. This is really good. I feel like it can signal longevity for this union, honey.

The hermit reversed. This could represent you or/and him. The current state of the relationship. Isolation. But not for too long, I would say it is necessary for both of you. It will allow you to evaluate what you really want form this relationship.” 

Doesn’t sound like a desperate situation thanks to Theresa’s insight. I’m so glad she is doing this for me!

“The moon represents illusions. Watch what you say and do. Don’t try anything to rash such as not letting people know you’re leaving. Notify them if you do so, please.”

Is there anything that doesn’t escape her sharp vision? I can’t even lie to her so I’ll say no.

“Another reversed card! Dang it, I don't like where this reading is headed. The devil. Aiming to restore control or maybe we’re getting warned about what he’s packing!! I bet you know what it looks like.” And she winks at me.

“Theresa!”, you yelped in frustration.

“Girl, watch out. I’m just being honest with you. Better safe that sorry in these streets!

For the previous message it deals with let me see to finally grasp what was lacking or to even find some semblance of power. It felt like most things you desired were slipping through your fingers but it’s no longer the case at least for now.”

“That was seven cards. From what I remember the number represents support from the angels concerning love and also means wholeness. So everything you’re currently going through is preparing for a much bigger outcome. I know it sucks now but you can handle it!!”

I catch her staring at the cards. Probably in deep thought.

“You don't look convinced enough.”

“Yep, I still don't know who that Aura is.”

“I can always use my pendulum if you'd like me to.”

“Absolutely! How could I forget that?”

“Only closed questions are allowed to ensure certainty. So, jot them down on a piece of paper, I'll read them aloud.” 

I pull out my stream of consciousness notebook and  write down what I need to know. Then I rip that page and hand it to her. She starts reading it.

“Is Aura Leo's ex partner? No. Does he have a kid? No.

Is he faithful? Yes.”

She puts all of her belongings away. She questions me.

“Y/n are you sure about this relationship?"

“I don’t think sure would be the right term. I know I want him and I long to be by his side. There is always some sort of uncertainty hovering above anything I do. I’m used to it but I wish it wouldn’t be as present as it is.”

“It’s your first in a long time so you might want to take things slow and easy. I know both of you will figure something out.”

“I made some baked goods earlier.”

“Yay. Love yours.”

“Sit down at the table and I'll get everything.” She puts down the oven safe dish and takes a giant pitcher out of her fridge.

“Tada! Cinnamon rolls paired up with Korean strawberry milk.”

“That's a great combo!”

“I know, let’s dig in.”

"Listen" she tells me " if you open a food business be it a truck or a store, I'll be there. I'm not kidding, every single day. Even if my wallet doesn't match my expenses!"

"I accept your undivided honesty and support but that might be for later. Not my main source of income. Could be a side hustle."

“I think I could use some of that spray of yours…”

“Which one? I need your to be specific.”

“The fuckboy repellent one?”

“You sure that's the only one you need?! I think you should also get the goddess era one and plutonian lover.”

“Can I get those too?” 

“Yes. I'll drop them off later today in your mailbox.”

“On another note. Do you know who I saw today? ” 

“No.”

“Think a little…”

“Really?” 

“Fine. I’ll give you some clues.”

“I’m listening.”

“He is peculiar.” 

“Leo?” 

“Are you for real? You haven’t even showed us a picture and suddenly I’m meant to know what he looks like? Girl, quit playing!"

“You’re right, my bad.”

“I’ll give a clue. It’s someone from uni…”

“Oh!”

“The whole buffet also known as Obi. The girls were mad about him. It’s me, I’m girls.”

“No and he only stayed there for a year.”

“Why the hell I didn’t have a one night stand with him?”

“Rumour has it if you do, no other person can satisfy you.” 

“Swear down!”

She nods

“Girl I better find him then. I’m willing to risk my life for that .”

“What about Leo?”

“I’ll give ‘us’ a break. I’m sure he’ll understand after what he pulled.”

“Fair enough.”

“Was it Vulcan?”

“Who was that again?”

“The red haired guy that you could tell was a sub. I wish I had one night with him too. You know trying new things.” 

“No.”

“Don’t you think something’s missing?”

“Black hair a scary face but girls were head over heels with him?”

“Benimaru?”

“Bingo.”

“How is he?"

“He is, I guess. I didn’t talk to him that long because back then he only had eyes for you and I’m pretty sure it’s still the case.”

“Excuse me?”

“Yes, you heard it right. When I asked him if he had you know a partner since he did the same and was met with a negative answer. He said’ Y/n is the only woman I can date’.  

“Well it’s… giving obsessive with a sprinkle of stuck in the past.”

“Like you said.”

“You think he’d say it to my face?”

“Uhm, maybe who knows? Miracles can happen?”

“Theresa being shady?? Nah, never thought I’d witness it firsthand!”

“Feels good to be home. I’ll never trade my happiness for a relationship. Mark my words I rest my case.”

Much later in the evening

Such a cute packaging! I’ll keep the little bag. It smells so good.

They're body mist with highlighter in it. Ooh, imma shine bright like a diamond.

Plus it smells so good! I gotta properly thank her. She always comes through.

I also wish Theresa gets her man even though she always brushes the topic off with ‘I'm not trying to trigger migraines by dating men. Plus, I'm not attracted to them so why would I?’

I hope she gets her soulmate or her twinflame. Man whatever she desires shall come to her.

I check my phone. He hasn’t called yet. Should I feel concerned? No, I left him behind because he was being an ass. He and his whole attitude about this Aura. Like where do I stand? Am I important enough to him?

I’m at work! Those thoughts are unnecessary as of now. I better get back on my shit before I find myself running back to his house. I am not a lost puppy.

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Misunderstanding

cw: Y/n being wife material, a shopping session to end the day, Leo and Y/n are the it couple for some reason insert emoji here, a little bit of a heated argument, reader-chan leaves Leo unannounced, Haruki is such a wonderful man ( still defending his boss though)

wc: 2819

gist: Y/n is going to confront Leo about the conversation she overheard when he was in his office. Is he going to tell her the truth or is he going to brush it off because it isn’t about her?

c/s: here you have it the second chapter of this story( the next chapter is already written, I just need to finetune it!)

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Leo is still working, he hasn’t quit his office yet. You’re getting a bit bored here. Perhaps you should go home and sort your life out because the week is starting. Huh! You shouldn’t be thinking about that. 

Instead, you check the time on the clock. It's almost one pm. You’re getting hungry so you decide to check the cupboards, see if there is something that can temporarily soothe your hunger. Well some corn crackers, there’s chocolate chip cookies too. I find this odd! He is so fit. Why does he have such items in his flat? That’s none of my business. I don’t live here. Why should I care? Meh, you really want something solid now like… italian flavours in a light meal. Let me think! Pasta? Hell no, postprandial somnolence is going to hit me so hard. I won’t do a single thing throughout the day. Also, my body and my brain do not understand the concept of naps. Instead, I do nap roulette and go to bed with no wake up alarm. Who knows when I will wake up? In three hours or five? It remains a mystery to me. Telling myself I will sleep for forty minutes has only resulted in me waking up in the early morning. Find the problem? It’s me, obviously. Maybe a salad? That is not enough for me. Well, I have to cook for this liar too. Hey, I have to calm myself down jumping to conclusions so fast? I haven’t even confronted him yet. 

A jar of sun dried tomatoes, fresh ciabatta bread from the bakery, burrata in the fridge.

A pesto verde jar. A loaded toast would be great! I’ll finely chop some onions and squeeze lime juice on them for a bit of crunch. I’ll make some cucumber matchsticks for a side dish. Water is also needed.

But first, a salad made with lettuce, peach, avocado and some roasted sweet potato. A simple dressing sauce with olive oil, salt, maple syrup and balsamic vinegar with it is a delight.

One for you and the other for him. You plate everything, put it on a tray and head to his office. In front of that door, you wait a little to check if he's no longer on a phone call. Doesn't seem like it's the case. You knock on the door and hear his voice.

"Honey, come in."

He’s so focused on his work. As soon as you put this on his desk, you hurry to leave that room. You know better than to stay there. 

"Hi handsome, I got you some lunch. I hope you don’t mind me barging in your work space…" 

"Not at all, sweetie. Don’t stay there, come closer."

You go towards him

"Where may I put this?" 

He points towards the table facing the sofa

"I’m going to have a break. Would you honour me with your company?"

Do I or don’t I? I shouldn’t be here, I gotta go before my stomach grumbles. Also, I don't want to be with him now. What should I do?

"Y/n answer me, will you?"

"Uh…" Your stomach betrays you by its growling noises.

"I’ll take that as a yes I’ll be back with your food since you brought mine. Please have a seat."

He comes back shortly. Serves you your food, you thank him. He kisses your head and sits facing you on the opposite side of the table.

"Thank you for this wonderful meal. It’s really good. I love the sweet and salty combination  especially when it comes to salad."

Congratulating me now! Wow, you are bold. I wonder what his response to my question will be?

"Ah it’s not much, I just whipped up something quite fast!" 

“No seriously. Whenever I am fully absorbed into work I tend to forget to do the most basic things such as eating.”

“It can happen sometimes.”

“So…”

“Yes, darling”

I meticulously prepare my lie. Trying my best to sound confident with my words, right?! 

“I was wandering through the hallway” you scratch your head “and I overheard you say ‘how is my son going’ on the phone?”

“And?”

Be fucking for real in this moment. Just confirm or deny what I'm asking? Is it that hard?

“Can’t you read the room? Why would I ask you this?”

“Out of curiosity?”

“Don’t you think you have a little bit of explaining to do?”

“Love," he leans back on his seat and sighs before carrying on "if there’s something I need to tell you I will do it in due time. However, I do not recall talking loudly on the phone. So, I take it you were… secretly listening to my private conversation. It’s just a speculation, don’t get offended. If you do and question me then I hit the bull’s eye”

“How dare you, Leo? I did not do that?”

“You’re sure about that. Let me see… Ah you heard the lady’s name, right?”

You avert your eyes. They observe the ficus bonsai plant. You look at it for a good minute. Darn it! I thought I was cautious enough. Was he aware of my movements behind that door? Did I make too much noise? What am I getting stressed about?

Your silence corroborates his suspicion. 

“You shouldn’t worry about her. You’re the one I am with and I am obsessed with you if this can reassure anything. She’s a relative of mine so there is no use in hating her or ‘my son’.You’re so cute when you’re angry. I would like to see that side of yours more often. I know how to put it to work.”

You quickly change the topic of this conversation

“Let me take this to the kitchen.”

“No way! Let me do the work. I'll take this, put it in the dishwasher and I’ll call it a day concerning work. We’re going out. I’m going to give you the attention you need. The only thing left for you to do is to go get dressed.”

You go directly to his closet and pick one of his silk button up shirts. You chose a maroon one.  Get black high knee boots and let your hair down. 

“You look stunning!!”

“Thank you. You don’t look so bad either.”

“You got jokes, huh. C’mon let’s go!”

A skincare shop; your safe haven, numerous smells flood your nostrils and you can try new products. 

Oh, body oil and a whole new set for shower and bath routine. I have to check this out.

Skincare shops that let you try their sample products are a must. Of course, sanitising hands before touching my face is necessary. The smell of the store floods your nostrils. 

The extensive sort of products never cease to amaze you. A papaya one draws your attention.

The worker informs you that it is a new arrival and it progressively makes success. You open it. Honestly, the smell is divine. It makes your skin shine and they also have body yoghurt  for it.You need to get at least two you put in your basket.

“May I please get the whole set for this fragrance twice.”

“Coming ma’am. Is there anything else you would like to have?”

“Not for the moment. If need be I’ll ask.”

“I get it.”

Next comes the argan body oil. Some body butters for a change you get an aloe vera one, honey and the last one is cocoa butter. You pay all this with one of Leonard’s cards. 

You got a ton of compliments. Each time those came from men, Leo’s embrace tightened around your waist. You interpreted it as ‘I’m reminding you that you are only mine and I am yours. Don’t forget that’

But when women showered him with praise specifically because he looks like that. You were fuming inside. Bitches, don’t touch what doesn’t belong to you. Girl, you better get your hands off of my man before I start swinging. But he politely declined them, leaving them horrified with his comments

“I already have a wonderful lady by my side as you can see or maybe you don’t since you keep insisting like that. I can’t do women like you: you may ask why? The answer is simple” he leans closer in their ears to disclose the secret

“You simply cannot keep up with my high libido! When you are able to endure a sex marathon, let me know. I’ll gladly call you back. That is if I am on interested in someone else.” 

 He intently ogles your figure after he's done with his monologue. And he leaves them there, by the way these ladies are often well off and they’re just ten years older than him but he tried it twice. He thought it was better for him not to do it ever again.

"Why is everyone gone?"

"Because I am the one renting the store for two hours. You can get anything you need."

There is one employee mainly attending to your needs, picking up the clothes you tell him to and you also listen to what he has to suggest. 

Your eyes spotted the perfect dress. 

It's a black spaghetti strap dress with a vertiginous slit that is probably on your hip bone and goes a tad bit up. You have to try this on. It is the dress! 

When you enter the dress room, Leo goes after you and sits on the main sofa while you go change.

The first item you tried on was a midnight blue baby doll dress, there wasn’t much shine to it. It enhances your cleavage and makes your legs look superb with the peep toe suede black shoes. Fairly discreet but effective, nice!

You draw the curtain and ask Leo.

“What do you think about this one?”

 It takes him a good minute to utter his opinion upon this outfit.

“I think it looks pretty on you but we both know you’re less likely to call it your fave fit.”

“You’re right! I’ll try some more on.”

You draw the curtain back and try on a scandalous pair of jean short shorts. Honestly by the look of it, you’re pretty sure this will leave your buttcheeks without any supervision whatsoever but it doesn’t hurt to try something new? You pair this one with a crochet crop top that leaves nothing to the imagination concerning your pierced nipples. It’s small, you got some underboob hanging but damn it looks good. This fit completed by sandals or mules would be perfect. You’ll get some later. 

You draw the curtain again for your eyes to land on him. You do a little slow spin for him to check out what you’re wearing. When you’re done you don’t miss his smirk as well as his change of tone.

“What do we have here?”

You play dumb, he knows exactly what this is about so just say it.

“I don’t know, you tell me.”

“So you wanna play like that…”

“Play what? I don’t get what you’re saying.” You continue “I think this is a great outfit for summer so I’m getting this one.” 

His eyes for some reason are still glued on your nips. 

“You never informed me you had pierced nipples?”

“You never asked about it so why would I?”

"Behave!"

“Oh!” you giggle “You’re really going to do that here?”

“Do what?”

“Great, keep playing dumb. I like that.”

Next item is a golden tulle peplum dress, adorned with a black belt that highlights your cinched waist. Majestic embroidery on the hem of it. You put your hands on your hips and strike the Josuke Hijikata pose.

"That's a business woman type o’ fit. We’re getting that one!"

"And… my opinion?"

He eyed you up and down. He motioned his left hand for you to do a 180. You oblige. He bites his lower lip. I can't wait to be next to her in that dress. Good Lord, have mercy on me! I don't think I deserve her sometimes.

"I know you like it."

"A little bit."

"You can always grow to like it. We don’t have to get it now. Maybe later when a few important dates come up."

"Yeah, let’s do that!”

This black spaghetti strap risqué-ish dress. Woah. This is trouble. No panties already because of the slit. Let me just see his reaction.

“Uhm… what do you think?”

“Sit on my lap.”

You do. His hand lands on your hip bone and he strokes it, painfully slowly.

“What are you doing, Leo?”

“Nothing honey. I am appreciating the gift before my eyes. Won't you let me?”

“I'm your gift.”

“No underwear too? My goodness, you're a menace.”

“You wanted to see lacy panties?”

No answer for this one. You get up and leave to try the other item. He calls the employee.

“Please, I would like to have the catalogue for this specific dress.”

“I'll bring a copy to you right away. Anything else?”

“I want this dress in cobalt blue and black.”

“Noted and added to your item list, sir.”

This is the last one I'm trying. A strapless trumpet dark olive green dress. I feel like a princess. It's so long, I’d have to pair this with stripper height type heels because the only other option is to get it tailored. Yeah, the last one might be it. 

"Here I am."

A little twirl to showcase this lovely dress. 

"You look absolutely stunning!"

"I’m getting this one tailored."

"Great idea."

Shopping is done for this you don’t know the cost because Leo insisted that you shouldn’t know. That’s only if I don’t figure it out myself.

In the car

I’m going to stop this semblance of tangible peace. I have to. I won’t back down until I know who she is to Leo.

“So, won’t you tell me who she is?”

“Who are you talking about?”

“Aura? Who else could it be?”

"No, I’m not. It simply doesn’t concern you.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes, that's between her and me.”

Why is he trying to keep the matter private? I… I thought there were no secrets between us but apparently I am undoubtedly wrong. Where did I sign up for this type of suspicious behaviour? He does not budge one bit when I want to know this person’s identity. What is he trying to hide?

“Want to keep this going?”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“Oh, yes you do. You. fucking. do. Leo!”

“Why are you making a scene all of sudden, Y/n?”

"It is my legitimate right to."

"This is something out of your control, get over it!"

You know what. Good for you I’m out this shit

Leo leaves the car without looking at you. You can sense he’s over it. Your persistence is something he might not like as of now. 

I ain’t changing for nobody. He better tell me who she is before I find it myself.

“Haruki please, take me home.”

“Yes, ma'am. I just have to inform sir Burns that I am doing it.” 

He reaches for his phone and looks for Leo’s number in his contacts list. As he is about to press the call button, you stop him from doing it.

Haruki has never experienced someone grabbing his arm in such a way. He looks at your hand and then his eyes make contact with yours. Well, this is definitely something out of his reach yet the least he can do is listen to what you have to tell him.

“Please, don’t! He’ll come looking for me and I don’t want him to. I would like to be alone.”

“Understood.”

You provide him with your address. It’s a short silent car ride of twenty minutes. You’re on your phone checking a few emails you have purposely ignored up until now. You redact them and program them all to be sent by this evening at eight o’ clock. The car finally stops moving. Haruki quits the driver’s seat to open the door for you. But first, he gets your shopping bags.

“Thank you ever so much Haruki.”

“There’s no problem. My pleasure.” 

He also gives you his card to let you know you can call him.

“I don’t know what happened between you and the boss but if there’s anything I can do to help you. Please, do not hesitate calling me!”

“That is very sweet of you. Drive back safely, Haruki.”

“I will.” 

And just like that he leaves you at your door. You send him a message right away to let him know your number that way he can save it. But you didn’t expect this peculiar message from him.

Ma’am, it is none of my business to interfere between you and the boss but I have to let you know that he doesn’t cheat on women. He is not of that kind. Have a wonderful evening! 

Haruki

Chapter 2 of After all, it's not bad idea to get a Sugar Daddy

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Benimaru Shinmon

gist: Airport shenanigans... Also who doesn't like a good old soft teddy bear?

Benimaru is such a gentleman, Y/n somehow ends up comparing him to a certain someone.

After eating brunch, Y/n and Benimaru get a lil' frisky (next chapter for the nasty stuff, you know?)

c/s: Next chapter is smut. I know I left it hanging but I'm whipping the good stuff, trust me on this one.

Oh, hi there everyone!! Pleath, do not fret, I haven't forgotten about the series. Actually, I haven't forgotten none of them. Work is doing a splendid job at whooping my ass (pardon my french if you will). Between teaching kids English, going to work and hitting the gym at 6 am, I'm a little ～ debordée ～ like French folks say. Anywho, I'm alive (barely making it) but yeah I'm going to dedicate myself to these fics for the festivities period of the year. Merry holidays/ celebrations to anyone who does them this year and also happy new year(quite frankly speaking I don't know if I'll be able to write that much 'cause I'm helping my fam out too with Christmas and whatnot for 2024).

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As soon as we got to the airport, a team of men in black take our things.

“We still have a couple of hours ahead before our flight so we’ll take our sweet time right after we do check-in. Is that okay?"

“Good for me."

It’s been a little over two years since I’ve been at the airport. Several changes have taken place. One store catches my attention and I make a beeline towards it. 

There are so many teddy bears here!! I feel like a little kid who’s met with a shit ton of candy.

I touched one and it’s so soft. I would really like to have it.

The shopkeeper asked me:

"Good morning! How may I help you?"

"Good morning. I was just looking around and it looked like the softest material ever."

"It sure is… you’re currently holding our bestseller, the beige teddy bear. The store also has blankets, robes and house shoes in this material." 

"I would love to check them out."

"Please, follow me."

As you’re checking out the items the salesperson showed you, Benimaru snucked inside the store to join you. He watches your expression change from pure bliss to amazement. He seems thrilled by it all, when you put the items down he wonders what went wrong.

Honestly, you’re feeling how soft the materials are. You shouldn’t be adding more luggage to this trip. He startled you when you least expected it.

"Why won’t you get them?"

"Excuse me, since when…"

"I got here a tad earlier. I was watching you doing your thing."

"To answer your question it’s because we already checked in."

"That’s not a problem."

"Oh… really?"

"Absolutely!"

He demands the shopkeeper:

"We’ll take all the items she kept eyeing intently."

"I’ll put them right away."

"Y/n, when you’re with me you shouldn’t be worrying about getting anything. I got it."

Oh, you sound like somebody I used to know… I don’t like this feeling

"Okay, Benimaru. " You quietly added

"Would it be possible to get an extra blanket and house shoes?" 

"Of course."

Benimaru and some of his men carry your bags while you wander from store to store.

"Y/n, I don’t want to urge you but we have a bit less than two hours now. I suggest we eat before getting on the long flight."

"Why are you in a hurry now? I thought we’d take our time…"

"Yes and no. Pick somewhere you’d fancy eating. I trust you."

Brunch

After mindlessly browsing the menu for a while, you decided to settle for 

a savoury buckwheat toast with jamón ibérico, benedict eggs, avocado, and some spinach on top, a raspberry mimosa while he picked a brocoli ricotta salmon quiche with a red sangria to cool him.

"May I have a bite of yours, please?"

"Don’t you have yours to eat, he sharply spits back."

"So, I can’t get a taste?"

"Yes, you can I just thought yours looked better."

Oh, I get it!

"You can have mine too, Benimaru! You just had to ask."

I think I’m ovulating. Benimaru looks so good dressed in a white button up tee with black slacks, some comfy velvet sliders and his cheekbones are sharper than my knife. I want to touch it. I know I should let him enjoy his meal in peace. He can have some dessert too…I mean I can personally provide it to him if you get what I’m sayin’.

"You look really good or I should say," you bit your lower lip "fine as fuck!"

"Thank you baby, I try."

"I’m your baby?"

"You don’t like it, I can stop. Whatever floats your boat."

"No, it’s okay. If I’m your baby, I hope you take good care of me."

"Always the best for you."

My foot goes up and down his leg. I’m testing the waters now. Trying to see if I have a freak with me or not.

He chuckles and says under his breath:

"It’s a suggestion don’t start what you can’t finish. When I’m done with you, you will know better than to do this."

"Do I hear a threat? My goodness, I’m so scared!" You dramatically exclaimed.

Come and get me! 

He finishes his plate and orders a bottle of champagne for himself. 

"What are we celebrating?"

"You!"

"Oh, celebrating me? Why such honour, may I ask?"

"Nothing too crazy, I just got a good feeling this trip will be phenomenal!"

You’re probably right. 

"I’m hungry!"

"Then eat up. You can order anything you’d like."

"It’s not that kind of hunger…"

"What is it then?"

"Don’t play dumb, Y/n! You know what I mean."

"I don’t, Benimaru. You might have to remind me…"

Promptly after I’ve finished eating, Benimaru told his men to look after our stuff while he dragged me somewhere.

"Where are we headed? May I know…"

"We’re going to fix something you broke."

"When did I break anything? I don’t remember."

"It’s not that serious but walking with a hard on in public is uncomfortable."

"What do I have to do with it?"

"You caused it baby. Therefore, you get to take care of it."

"What happens if I opt out?"

"Nothing but I doubt you’d say no to what I want to give you."

We get to a unisex bathroom, he quickly glances around to check if people have followed or keep their eye on us. And he drags me into here.

"Is it a quickie or something else?"

"We’ll see. If I change my mind, you won’t have to do anything."

"Great, let’s get going."

"Right! Boarding is in fifteen minutes."

Chapter 5 of After all, it's not a bad idea to get a sugar daddy 

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Jean Kirschen fic 1/4

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Crippling obssession( Kaoru Hanyama multichap fic)smut 

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One night stand (Pride series-Kakyoin Smut)

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Mha/Bnha

Dabi fluff (Sfw) 

Honey, let me take care of you(Pride series-Mirko Nsfw)

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Toji fluff (sfw) 

I'll figure it out someday (Pride series-sfw Maki fluff)

I will make you feel real good, trust me(Pride series-Chousou Smut)

Unusual kinks Toji would have(Pride series-Nsfw Headcanons)

Fortuitous meeting(Pride series-Sukuna Smut)

Husband Nanami Headcanons(Pride series-Nsfw)

Happy anniversary( Mei Mei smut- Pride series) 

Gojo fic 1/4

Kengan Ashura

Tokita Ohma fluff (sfw)

requisite upgrade( kanoh agito multichap fic) smut

Tokyo Revengers

A Challenge -Taiju fic(smut)

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Sutures and Sweets

Pairing: Bones x Reader

Word Count: 1529

Warning: minor injury, merciless teasing, secondhand embarrassment

A/N: The first fic in my Christmas Celebration! Requested by @outside-the-government​. Prompt 6: Character A and Character B meet in the ER on Christmas Eve. Hopefully you like it!!

The holidays were your least favorite time of year. Not because you didn’t like Christmas or winter weather. It just felt like as soon as that first snowflake fell, everyone forgot about common sense. The ER was flooded with people injured  from falling on ice or falling off ladders while putting up decorations. Not to mention, a quarter of the trauma department had requested vacation time, so the emergency room was short-staffed on top of everything.

You dropped the latest patient’s chart onto the nurses station, trading it out for the coffee Christine handed you. “Christine Chapel, you are an angel,” you groaned when you finally took the first sip.

“You looked like you could use it,” she smiled. “Besides, if you pass out in the ER, I’d have to take care of you, and I’m busy.”

“My hero.” You reached for the next chart, ready to start another set of rounds, before almost toppling over the child standing in front of you. You steadied yourself against the counter, hoping the smile plastered on your face would keep the girl from noticing you were having a mild heart attack.

“Can you help my daddy?” She looked up at you from behind a halo of curls, eyes big and scared.

Setting the clipboard on the counter, you bent to her level and prayed that your voice would be steady when you spoke: “I can try. Who’s your daddy?” The girl pointed to a bed on the far side of the room where a dark-haired man was arguing with an intern.

You looked longingly at the coffee in your hands before putting it on the counter with a sigh. Christine shot you two thumbs up as you grabbed the girl’s hand and forced your cheeks up into what you hoped looked like a smile.

“Missing something,” you said with a chirp in your voice. The girl let go of your hand and jumped on the bed.

The man sighed. You could tell he was tired. If the flour and frosting covering the front of his sweater weren’t a dead giveaway, the bags under his eyes were. “Jo, I thought I told you not to run off.”

“I didn’t run off, daddy. I got a doctor.”

“And I’ll be happy to help,” you said, nodding for the intern to tap out. She mouthed “thank you” as she left, and you couldn’t help but wonder what exactly you’d gotten yourself into.

“Looks like you cut yourself pretty bad. What happened?”

“We were making cookies,” Jo piped in.

You raised an eyebrow. “Making cookies. Out of what? Glass?”

The patient snorted. “Yeah, just like ma used to make. Listen, darling, can we hurry this up? I’d do it myself but…” His voice trailed off as he shook his injured hand limply. The lidocaine had clearly already sunk in, so you opened a suture kit.

“Ah so that’s why you think you know better than our intern. You must be a doctor.” You kept your voice teasing, but hoped he got the message.

“Yep,” Jo answered for him. “He’s the best doctor in the world!”

“Good to know you’re a better doctor than baker, Doctor….” You trailed off, realizing you hadn’t even looked at his chart. God, you were tired.

“McCoy. Leonard McCoy.”

You paused, drawing your eyes away from the needle to look at him. “As in Mercy Gen’s pride and joy?”

Leonard groaned. “You know who I am?”

“Please, every doctor in the area knows who you are. The Jim Kirk case? That was a medical miracle what you did.”

“Sorry, didn’t realize you were a fan,” he teased.

“Yeah, well knowing you managed to cut yourself bad enough to need stitches while making cookies kinda takes away some of the celebrity.” Doesn’t take away from those delicious blue eyes, though, you thought.

“Why do you think I came here instead? My coworkers would never let me hear the end of it.”

“Who says I’m going to?” You winked at Leonard before starting the first stitch. It might have been the light, but you could have sworn he blushed. “Were the cookies at least worth it?”

“Yes,” Jo yelled at the same time Leonard said “No.”

“They were SO good. Chocolate chip - meemaw’s special recipe that she only makes at Christmas. We couldn’t go see meemaw this year so daddy was gonna make them. Only, he burned himself getting the cookies out of the oven. Then he knocked my glass of milk off the counter when he put the cookies down and slipped in the milk when he tried to clean it up. That’s how we got here.”

You hazarded a glance up at Leonard, who looked like he’d rather be lying in a field buried in snow than lying in front of you. “Funny. Given your surgical prowess, I always figured you’d have better coordination.”

“Shut up,” he grumbled.

“Maybe if you’d brought some of the cookies you wouldn’t be so grumpy. Right, Jo.”

“No, he’s always grumpy. Cookies don’t help.”

“What,” you gasped. “Cookies don’t help? That is a serious case of the grumps.”

“I’m not grumpy,” Bones mumbled.

“I think my intern would disagree.”

Bones caught your stare again, relieved to see you were still teasing him. Stil, he sighed. “I know. Will you tell her I’m sorry? It’s Christmas Eve and I just wanted to make it perfect  and well...you see how that worked out.”

“I bet if you bring some of those cookies back we can forget all about it.” You snipped the last stitch and threw the needle and forceps onto the cart. “All done,” you said, peeling off your gloves. “I’ll go get your discharge paperwork started, and you’ll be free to go home and make more cookies for Santa. Maybe skip the milk this time, though.” Jo giggled and you heard her whisper excitedly to her father as you left. You couldn’t help but smile. It must be nice to have someone to spend Christmas with.

Wouldn’t mind spending it with Leonard. The thought crept into your mind as quickly as you banished it. “Married to your work” barely began to cover your relationship to your job. You didn’t have time to date, let alone to date a patient. Except he’s not going to be a patient as soon as he signs his discharge form. You pinched the bridge of your nose and sighed. You really needed some sleep.

“Here’s your discharge paperwork,” you said as you approached Leonard’s bed again. “Since you’re a hot shot surgeon, I trust you know how to keep that clean?”

“I think I can manage, sugar.”

“Well, if it does start bothering you, sugar, feel free to come back in and someone’ll check it out. If there’s no questions, you guys are free to go.”

Jo looked at her dad impatiently. He returned her stare, shaking his head and motioning for them to go. She shook her head in response, crossing her arms as they continued their silent conversation. You stood awkwardly to the side, chart still in hand as you watched them.

You could sense Leonard’s growing desperation as his silent gestures became more erratic and decided to pipe up. “Are there….questions?”

Leonard sighed. “Joanna wanted to know if you could come over and try some of the cookies we made, but-”

“It wasn’t just me,” Jo interrupted. “Daddy wants you to come over too!”

“Does  he now,” you said, struggling not to smile.

“Yes, he does. You said so, daddy” Jo argued when Leonard shook his head again. “You said she was pretty and that I could invite her over for cookies!”

You looked to Leonard for explanation, but he was currently hiding behind his hands, begging silently for a trauma to come in and distract you. Joanna tugged gently at his sleeves until he finally dropped his hands. He avoided your eyes as he spoke, “Yes, I would like you to come over for cookies if you’re free.”

There was no way this was happening. You honestly began to wonder if you’d fallen asleep in the on call room and dreamt all of this. All you could do was laugh. “Someone will need to help you change those bandages, and if there’s cookies on the table I suppose I could be tempted to make a house call.”

“You really don’t have to,” Leonard said, taking the discharge forms. A blush crept up his neck as he pretended to read the papers. You smiled down at him before reaching forward and turning the forms right side up. Joanna fell into a fit of giggles as Leonard signed the forms and handed them back to you. “I think we’re just gonna go before I do anything else to lower your opinion of me.”

“Don’t know if it can get much lower,” you joked. “But, if you ever want to try my number’s on your discharge papers.”

Bones stammered out one last thank you before taking Jo’s hand and leading her outside. You leaned against the nurses’ counter, bottom lip pulled between your teeth, as you watched them go. Maybe the holidays weren’t all bad after all.

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[trade-baby-blues]

Fight and Make Up

Pairing: Bones x Reader

Word Count: 987

Warnings: mild fighting, suggestive ending, swearing

A/N: Hello all! Sorry for being MIA for so long. My life has finally calmed down. This was an anon request for “fight me” with Bones or Jim based off this post (which I had to scroll through my blog for 10 years to find). I’m so sorry it took me so long to get to. (T.T) hopefully you like it at least!!

Leonard’s face was buried in his PADD, oblivious to the world around him - including the figure stalking him through the halls of the ship. He was focused on his case. A young engineer had come in with acid burns earlier. Leonard had done everything in his power, but the Ensign was still in a lot of pain. Dr. McCoy was trying to think of a way to relieve the poor kid’s suffering since the morphine clearly wasn't working. He was so focused on the patient that Leonard didn't hear the footsteps growing closer until the figure finally pounced.

Leonard jerked forward, foot shooting out to maintain his balance. The PADD fell from his hands and skidded across the floor as a pair of arms wrapped around his neck. Soft lips brushed against his cheek and the unmistakeable scent of wildflowers hit his nose. Leonard groaned.

“Are you out of your damn mind, Y/N. It’s 2 a.m. You can't just go jumping on a man in the middle of the hallway like that. Gonna give me a damn heart attack.”

You slid off Leonard’s back with a pout. “I thought you liked it when I jumped your bones, Bones.” He rolled his eyes as he bent to pick his PADD up. You whistled, smirking at the blush creeping up Leonard’s neck.

“Why aren't you asleep, sugar?”

“I could ask you the same question.” You crossed your arms as you leaned against the wall and studied the CMO standing before you. His hair was a mess and the bags under his eyes looked like they should apply for their own postal code. How long had it been since he slept?

“Because some of us have work to do.” Leonard said as he waved his PADD at you.

“I was doing work,” you grumbled. Leonard snorted. “I was! I couldn't sleep, so I went to the rec center to train. Gotta stay fit if I’m supposed to protect the captain.”

“So why aren't you training now?” Leonard had his face buried in his PADD again and stalked towards Medbay. You kept pace with him easily.

“Got bored. No one to spar with.” Bones hummed in response, and you grabbed his arm, a wicked gleam in your eyes. “Bones, you could spar with me.” Leonard’s face was unreadable as he drank you in. A thin sheen of sweat still settled on your skin. You were wearing only a sports bra and yoga pants, which left you shivering slightly in the cold of the ship.

Leonard shook his head softly. “Get some rest, sweetheart.”

“Aw come on and fight me, Len. Bet you can’t pin me.” Leonard shook his head again, but the ghost of a smile lit up his eyes. “Afraid you're gonna break a hip, old man?”

Leonard met your gaze again, and you could tell he was giving in. He took a step towards you and brushed a lock of hair from your eyes. “Didn't your daddy teach you not to make a bet you can't win?”

It was your turn to snort. You threw your arms around Leonard’s neck with a smile. “Trust me, baby. No matter how this turns out I’m sure I’ll feel like a winner.”

Leonard pulled you into a deep kiss before you dropped back onto the heels of your feet with a smirk. “Last one to the rec room has to do chores for a week.” With that, you sprinted off to the gym.

By the time Leonard made it in huffing and puffing, you were already stretched out and warming up on the punching bag. Leonard took a moment to admire your form before peeling off his boots and blue shirt. It left him in his regulation tank and gave you the chance to admire his nicely sculpted arms.

“Starfleet should definitely consider a uniform change,” you purred as Leonard walked onto the mat. You turned to face him, crouched and ready to swing. The two of you circled each other like two predators stalking prey. You could already tell Leonard’s stance was unsteady. Bad footing, you noted.

You were the first to make a move, landing a soft jab into his stomach. Not enough to hurt him, but enough for him to stagger a little. “Gotta be quicker than that, grandpa.” Leonard smiled, raising his arms again. He swung next, missing you by a mile. You swung again, but he blocked your hit this time, holding tightly to your wrist. He twisted you around so your arm was pinned between his chest and your back. You winced lightly at the stretch.

“Quick enough for you, kitten.” Leonard pressed his lips to your earlobe, and you felt your knees wobble. Luckily, you caught yourself as he pushed you away and you jumped back into fighting stance.

You felt the air between you thicken. Leonard’s pupils were blown and his footing was more sure. He matched you swing for swing, blocking every one of your jabs and landing a few of his own. It was like you were fighting Kirk or Spock.

You ducked just in time to dodge a swing to the jaw, but Leonard took the opportunity to swipe your feet out from under you. You landed with a sharp slap against the mat. Leonard had you pinned within seconds and you groaned.

“How’d you get so good at this?”

“Jim isn't the only one who’s been in a bar fight.” Leonard stood, offering you his hand. You took it gratefully.

“So why didn't you join security or go for command.”

Leonard shrugged as he pulled you up and into his chest. His hands settled on your waist. “Don't like to see people hurt,” he said. “Now, why don't we get you back into bed.”

You stood in your toes as you reached around to card your fingers through Leonard’s hair. “I like the sound of that Dr. McCoy.”

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