#the main focus is just gonna be on watching the movie x]

[sunriiize]

While We're Young | 1.0k

Anton x reader

Note : this was gonna be part 1 of a series a scrapped 😔 anyways this is heavily based of While We’re Young by Jhenè Aiko

Warnings : first love trope, mention of other idols (Naori Rei), based in America (but I'm British...), kissing, my first time writing purely fluff

You stared at the vacant courtyard, eyes focusing on the way the leaves sway with each blow of wind. You've always found tranquility in nature. Whether it be the chirping of the morning birds or the humming of a bee passing by, it didn't matter. It felt like all the stress of exams and university melted away once you remembered how little you are compared to nature, like a drop of water in the ocean. You were quickly dragged out of your thoughts once you recognised a familiar person strolling through the grassy scenery. Anton.

You knew he didn't have any lectures today so you were surprised to say the least. Hastily, you gathered your belongings and got ready to leave. And as if on cue, your lecturer began to thank everyone for coming as people began to filter out of the room. buzz buzz buzz. Once you stepped into the hallway, you held your phone up to your ear.

"Hi Anton, where are you going?" You spoke as you navigated your way through the busy corridor.

"Hey Angel" He spoke from behind you before ending the call.

"I told you not to call me that!" You pouted and playfully slapped his side. Best friends aren't supposed to say things like that, things that cause butterflies to flutter crazily in your stomach, things that make your heart pound against your ribs.

"Lets say 'fuck everyone' and walk hand and hand to the Sun"

He intertwines his fingers with yours as he says "Don't act like you don't love it" in a teasing tone. You don't reply. Opting for silence rather than letting him hear the truth. You do love it. You love the way it sounds coming out his lips. Gosh, his lips are so pretty, so soft. You just wanna see how they'll feel against your fingers or better yet, your own lips.

"Telling everybody your mine and I like it"

The way your mind reeled over every little thing he did was a common occurrence at this point. It started during the last year high school, it was one of those swimming practices where everyone just felt lazy. As Anton was getting out the pool he asked you to help him but instead of him getting out, you got in. He pulled you close to him as you dropped into the deep end of the pool. Later that evening, as you were trying to sleep, you couldn't take your mind off how his hands felt around you. It was so... odd. If you really wanted to take it back to the root though, you'd have to go back to the start of highschool when you over heard Naoi Rei and her group talking about how good looking Anton is. You felt this weird jealousy and instead of just letting it go you decided to make it very clear that Anton was somewhat yours. Looking back, it was a bit extreme but at least it got the message across.

"Y/n? Helloooo, earth to y/n" he waves his free hand in front of your face. "Sorry, what were you saying" you look up at him with an apologetic smile. He explains the whole thing once again. He tells you how he actually wanted to pick you up from class so you could go to his dorm to have a movie night. Usually you'd show up to Anton's dorm once you had freshened up and gotten snacks but Anton quickly reassured you that the dorm will be empty so you can shower there and he's already gotten the snacks.

"I'll go everywhere you go"

The sun had begun to set by the time you climbed into his bed, leaning your back against the headboard. The familiar scent of your best friend engulfed your senses. Anton adjusted and laid his head on your lap, humming when he feels your fingers run through his fluffy hair.

You sat in a comfortable silence, his focus on the movie as you watched him smile at the screen. Looking up, you see the main couple kissing each other in the rain. Your eyes wander back down and you begin to feel the familiar butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

“Anton?” You whispered, unsure of what you're gonna say next.

"hm?" he smiles as he turns his head towards you.

“Can I kiss you?” You say in the same quiet voice as before, the rhythmic beating of your heat quickly sped up. His eyes widen slightly and his lips part before he nods, tucking his lower lip between his teeth.

You bend down and kiss him hesitantly, savouring the pillowy feeling of his lips. You feel him lean into the kiss before placing his hand on your neck to bring you closer. The room felt like it was spinning by the time you separated. Anton sat up and looked at you with wide eyes. "Again?" he said beneath his breath.

This time was different, more romantic. The way your lips moved against each other could only be described as a dance, both of you moving along with an imaginary beat.

“Wait” you confess as you pulled away from him. He quickly makes some distance between the two of you. “I can’t go further if we’re just friends”.

It’s silent for a couple moments after that, “Anton? Are we just friends”. That’s all it took for the feelings he’s been hiding to just tumble out of him. He quickly denies the question and tells you about how he’s been wanting this for so long but didn’t want to lose you.

“I didn’t want to scare you away” he admits. He was always so considerate, especially when it came to you. "You could never" you reassured him before hugging him.

A familiar sense of tranquility washed over you as you tighten the embrace, nuzzling your head into his chest.

#riize x reader #riize imagines #anton imagines #anton x reader #eve’s beach party #riize fluff #anton fluff #kpop fluff

[triptych-of-voids]

very well. im committing to the bit <<

come join the movie night!! we're watching emesis blue. again. participation not mandatory of course but a lot of people seemed interested so!! its happening now. will be going live on my youtube channel :]

[ https://www.youtube.com/@triptychofvoids ]

#yeah i know these are unholy timezone hours but its when im free xD #to clarify this is ONE stream. the timezones just cross over into different days.........i hope i did the time zone math right ^^; #the main focus is just gonna be on watching the movie x] #i will be drawing in the background though. im just going to be too tired to make it a dedicated art stream. maybe another time #if this goes well #but yea! will be sketching in the background. mic will be off because i havent streamed in a million years and im NERVOUS. #neway! #join!! come watch emesis blue with me yet again and feed my addiction #or dont ^^ #doodles #emesis blue #tf2 #ive never done a watch party before i hope its fun #tf2 medic #even though its. fritz. my friend fritz from emesis blue.

[perfumejamal]

SECRET SANTA (h.r) 18+

pairing: dom!renjun x f!reader

summary: when you are renjun’s secret santa and you choose to get him a silly present, but the night ends with him splitting you open on his couch.

genre: @jenoslutie ‘s christmas collab, smut, fluff

warnings: best friend!renjun, pocket pussy mentioned, unprotected (seems like all my fics.. but pls use protection!), cute renjun, softdom!rejun, creampie??

word count: 1.6k

a/n: YOOO yall don’t know how many time i had to scrap the damn fic. i was so close to ending this account that’s how bad it was fr.. also i am so sorry for how late this is i was trying my best to finish it with how many times i deleted it and tryna keep up all my course work ,, hope yall can enjoy and look past how late it is ………also listen to this song bc it was on repeat while i was writing this!!

renjun was one of the hardest people to read, he was very quiet and kept to himself. unlike the rest of the guys, he didn’t hit on you or make sexual jokes around you. you were convinced he didn’t make any jokes of that sort at all.

you smile as you mentally read his name off the slip you just drew from a cup. you and your friends decided to do secret santa, following the usual tradition you had all followed.

you spotted renjun sitting at the kitchen counter, snacking on some chocolate covered pretzels. he would talk from time to time, but most conversations was held by you and the others. you sit on the counter facing him, staring down at him. “junnie?”

he hummed softly as a response, “are you not having fun?” you say with a sad tone to your voice.

he quickly straightens his posture before responding, “i-im having a lot of fun!” he says with a slight smile.

you smile back at him taking his hand and leading him to the living room, where everyone else was singing and dancing.

you snickered to yourself as you wrapped up renjun’s gift. unsure of what to get him you thought you’d get him something silly and something he needed. your friend group was very open about hookups and lack there of. renjun, however didn’t really talk about any of that. so what better gift to get him than something he could use to pleasure himself?

you were getting ready to drop off his gift. he didn’t have a lecture today and he wasn’t working so it was the perfect time to swing by his apartment. you also didn’t want any of your friends to see the gift, they tend to make a big deal out of things.

you rung the doorbell to his apartment, quickly making your way in when he let you in.

“junnie!” you exclaim hugging him immediately. “i’m your secret santa,” you say with a bright smile to your face handing him the wrapped present.

he smiled and took the gift placing it under his small christmas tree. “take a seat, let me get you some hot chocolate,” he said heading to the kitchen.

you take off your jacket and place it on the hanger by his door. snuggling into his cozy couch, and covering yourself with the blanket you had crocheted for him. “junnie i’m gonna search for a movie to watch!” you yell from the couch, earning a small ‘mhm’ from him.

scrolling through the new releases you chose a random rom-com, and renjun came back just in time with your mug of hot chocolate and some cake. he sat down next to where you laid, getting under the blanket and letting your head rest on his lap.

the movie started with the main characters hating each other, and you were intrigued this trope being your favorite. your focus kept shifting as renjun kept playing with your hair, his slender fingers massaging your scalp.

you relaxed into his touch, your mind hazy at the softness of his fingers. “fuckk,” you moaned, accidentally. you cover your mouth quickly realizing what just happened. he chuckled, slowly pulling his hands out of your hair.

your face is reddening but you try to hide it by looking at the screen, focusing once more on the movie. which was probably not a good idea. you’re not even sure how long he was massaging your scalp, but by the time you looked back there was a sex scene.

you clear your throat awkwardly as you watch it, rubbing your legs together and shifting around. “are you okay, y/n?” you quickly look up at him from his lap and nod your head yes rapidly.

“yes!” you exclaim. “sorry if i was moving so much,” you say moving to sit next to him. focusing on the screen once more.

you let out a sigh of relief as the movie came to an end. “you know,” you start, moving towards his tree. “you can open your present,”

he nodded walking towards his tree, grabbing the cutely wrapped present. “you’re right,” he said as he neatly ripped it apart. his eyebrows furrowing in question looking at the box under the pink wrapping paper. you sit back on the couch sipping on some water as his mouth forms an ‘o’. “you got me a fucking pocket pussy?”

you burst out into laughter, spitting out the water in your mouth. he walked towards the couch while holding the present in his hand. “y/n,” he started, lifting up your chin up to face him. your eyes wondering everywhere but to his own. “why’d you get me this?”

his tone was deep, with a serious undertone and it made you nervous. you had never seen him like this, you didn’t even think his voice could go that deep, dropping a few octaves from his normal voice. “i-im sorry.. i just wanted to give you something to help yourself!”

he looked down at you angrily, “what? you thought that just because i didn’t fuck you that i didn’t fuck anyone?” he leaned down closing the gap between you and him, “you’re right, though.”

you could feel his breath on yourself, making you even more nervous. “do you know why that is, y/n?” you nodded your head no as a response, unable to get any words out. “well, it’s because i want to fuck you, i always have.”

you gasped at the words, throat closing up at his words. “fuck it,” he said before closing the gap between you two, pushing his lips on yours. his hand sneaking around your body, one around your neck to deepen the kiss the other gripping your hips.

you moan into his mouth, he pulls away slowly. “i need you right now, y/n,” he says. “then fuck me, junnie!” you say in excitement awaiting his next move.

his eyes were full of lust and warmth, he kept steady eye contact with you as his he started getting on his knees between your thighs. he pressed the hot warmth of his mouth onto your clothed pussy. chuckling against you as your back arched from the friction. “baby, relax your body,”

you whine as his fingers grace your cunt, he plays with the waistband of your panties. “please! please do something renjun,” you pleaded him making him laugh at you before pulling your panties down and lapping at your pussy.

his hand grip at your thighs, and his tongue works your folds. he sucks on your clit like a madman, hungry and thirsty for you. “you’re so fucking wet, y/n,” he says while adding two fingers into your hole.

you gasp, throwing your head back, a scream ripping through your throat. “fuck, fuck!” you moan out, your hands making their way to his soft hair, grabbing a handful to guide him more into your pussy.

renjun looks up at you, seeing your pleased face, smiling to himself. “y/n, baby are you close?” he asks you in a sweet tone.

“mhm! fuck, yes i’m close junnie!” you moan out as a response. and just like that your body felt empty, your orgasm is quickly interrupted. a sadistic chuckle escaping him as he sees the sadness on your face. “why’d you stop?” you pout.

he smiles, cupping your face with his soft hands, caressing your hair before saying, “i want to feel you,” he says simply, kissing your swollen lips, “i wanna feel you come against my dick,”

you bite your lips, using your hands to pull his sweats down. letting his dick spring out against his abdomen. “can i ride you?” you ask, whispering into his ear as if you’d be ridiculed if you said it any louder.

“fuck, y/n, you can do whatever the fuck you want to me.”

you smile, climbing onto his hardened dick, using his arms as support. you both let out a pleased sigh as you sank down into his dick, slowly letting yourself adjust to his size.

you started to slowly bounce, but renjun had different plans. his hands rest on both sides of you, forcing himself into you fast, making your eyes roll back. he giggled bringing his head to rest on the nape of your shoulder as you rode him slowly.

the room was filled with the sound of your bodies slapping against each other, and your loud moans along with his quiet moans. you ran your nails over his toned back, biting his shoulder softly.

he uses his hands to lift you from bouncing, causing you to whine. “shh, baby,” he said pushing your head onto the soft couch in his dimly lit living room. you can feel yourself feeling hotter against his hard dick.

renjun aligned himself, hand resting on your lower abdomen, slowly entering you feeling himself against your lower stomach. “you alright y/n?” he asked earning a response from you almost immediately.

“yes, yes fuckkkk!” you scream into the cushion you were holding for support. “you’re fucking me so good, junnie.”

he smiled to himself, his thrusts becoming sloppier. he could feel himself getting closer and closer to coming undone. his hand worked its way to your clit rubbing circles, making your eyes roll back harder than before.

your legs were threatening to give up on you, and renjun gripped your hips to hold you up. “where do you want my cum?”

you moaned at the question, “in me please!”

he complied with your request, cumming in you. your body gave up on you, letting you fall down onto the couch. renjun let out a low chuckle. “you fucked me crazy, junnie!”

he smiled at you, pressing a kiss onto your lips, your eyes half closed. “yeah, i guess i did,” he laughed at your fucked out state. “do you still think i need that pocket pussy?”

you giggled, “definitely not, you probably think i’m the worse secret santa…”

he smiled, “this was the best gift i could ask for,” he said placing a soft kiss on your lips.

#nct smut #nct #nct 127 #nct 127 smut #nct dream #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct u #nct x reader #perfumejamal #renjun #SoundCloud

[littlewriterfullofwords]

Like a movie

Pairing: Nijiro Murakami x actress!reader

Summary: You are an actress that works with Nijiro on a new movie and both of you hide a secret

Warnings: acting and that's probably all, but if there's more let me know

A/N: Hi! I'm back with Nijior one shot. Have fun reading and let me know if there are mistakes or maybe if you want to see something specific

You again caught yourself drifting away from the book's plot you've been reading on your phone while siting on the wooden bench.

"Focus." you whispered and focused on the sentences on the screen, trying so hard not to drift away.

But the universe had its own plans, totally different from yours.

"What are you doing?" well-known man's voice startled you a bit, you turned around to see who dared to interrupt you, but when you saw a smile, you only huffed.

"Reading." you answered and a smile crawled on your lips as the man sat next to you.

"Am I interrupting?" his voice an his puppy eyes were saying he was perplexed a bit.

"No. Of course not." you ensured him with a smile and shook your head. "You never interrupt me, Nijiro."

His smile became bigger. You hardly ever used his name so it was a pleasing change for him.

You and Nijiro were actors together working on a new movie that was supposed to be aired next year. You liked working with this man, probably because he was so professional, maybe because he was a sunshine and his smile would bright up every room and every dark soul around him. You loved his bubbly personality and probably it was the main reason you had a big ass crush on him. Just as the major part of the women staff working with all the cast. I mean, who wouldn't love a man with beautiful smile, deep voice and pretty eyes.

"You know, you are a lot like your character." said out of nowhere Nijiro, his eyes were observing the falling leaves what was quite unusual, it was spring not autumn.

"Oh, thank you." uncontrollably blush came up on your cheeks. "I have to tell you are only half as your. No offence."

"None taken." Murakami chuckled. "I can even say we are totally different."

"Maybe. But he doesn't have your bubbly personality so I can say it's his lose."

______

"Okay, guys." the director called you over after recording few last scenes and gathered in a circle with other cast's members. "You all are doing great. We are going forward with the production and that's amazing and I think we will end earlier than we had thought. But let's not praise the day before the dawn, we still have work to do. You two, prepare for kissing scene."

The last words were directed to you and Nijiro who has been standing by your side all the time. You nodded and hang down you head just to hide this little smile that had had formed on your lips. You felt your heart speed up whenever you thought about the upcoming scene with your crush, not gonna lie you wanted this scene to be repeated as many times as possible even if it meant you had to make mistakes.

"Y/N, let's go." your make up artist came up and led you to her car where you sat on the chair and let the woman do her job. "I am so jealous of you. You are so close with Nijiro. And you have a kissing scene with him. You can't imagine how much I want to change places with you. You need to describe me everything after. With details."

"You got it." you laughed and intertwined your own fingers.

You were nervous yet something about Nijiro was calming even if it was only an imagination.

"Are you ready?" you came back to reality when man's voice sounded almost behind you.

"Yeah, sorry." you got up from the chair, thanked the make up artist who only smiled and you knew she was 'sending' you a message including her ask, and looked at Nijiro. "Let's go."

"Sure." the actor grabbed your hand and, with you, left the car.

And that's when your nervousness hit the max level even though you had recorded hundreds of kissing scenes in you life. Was it something about the cast watching? Or maybe the director? Or maybe Nijiro himself? You didn't know but anyway it was so stressing.

"It will okay." his calm voice by your side caused chills on your back, but also made you smile. "I am here."

"And that's probably a problem." you wanted to say, but only nodded.

"It will be fine." it was the last words before you heard loud 'ACTION'.

"Please wait!" Nijiro shouted what stopped you in a half step and made you turn around.

"Huh? What's wrong?" you asked with consternation on your face.

"You...you keep running away from me.Every day, every second." his eyes became sad, full of confusion. "Why? Just tell me why."

You chuckled and looked to the side, you locked your eyes with make up artist's who smiled at you and showed thumbs up.

"Why? You really want to know why? Okay, I will tell you." you took a deep breath and looked Nijiro in the eyes. "I love you, okay? Everyday you make me realise why I had fallen for you. And that drives me crazy. I am trying not to love you because it's not okay, we are friends, it could change our relationship. And I don't want that. That's why I am pushing you away. So please, respect that and go."

Why playing this part sounded so similar to your life situation? Maybe you weren't pushing anyone aside but you were scared that your feelings could change your relationship with them.

"How can I go when you just told me you love me?" Nijiro made a step closer, shortening the distance between you two. "You want to play with my feelings by pushing me away?"

"Play with your feelings? Don't be ridiculous, you and feelings? At this moment?" you laughed and shook your head. "You don't have a reason to feel anythings now."

"Why are you so sure?" another step and another, he was so close.

You started acting like you were thinking. Your hair fell down, covered you face, cut you out of the world and people watching your every step, every breath.

"You didn't realise, did you?" suddenly Nijiro was so close, his hand touched your chin and lifted it a bit.

"Realise what?" you asked with half disbelief half curiosity.

"Oh, dummy." Nijiro giggled and closed the distance between you two, his lips touched yours taking your breath away.

And that was where your acting ended. You forgot about your character, about the script, about the people watching...now you only had Nijiro in your mind, him and the kiss. You let him kiss you, touch you, even move you around a bit. He had so much power over you and you didn't even think about saying 'no'.

"And...DONE!" the director yelled.

Unwillingly you and Nijiro made a step back. Little smiles appeared on your lips when your eyes locked and after a second you burst into laughter.

"Guys." you both looked at the director who approached you with a smile and clapped few times. "It was perfect. It looked so natural like you didn't act at all. We need people like you two. You were perfect!"

And he walked away leaving you two in confusion, but with a feeling of pride.

"Can we..." Nijiro started talking so you looked his way, but your make up artist appeared out of nowhere and interrupted.

"Sorry. I need her. I promise I will give her back later."

"We will talk later." you promised and sent Nijiro a smile then left with the woman.

Of course she wanted to know every detail of the kiss and she was more impatient than a little kid who wants a candy. You told her that his lips were soft, he was gentle and you felt like in heaven.

"Lucky you." the woman sat on the chair and sighed. "I wish I was you."

You only giggled and shook your head. When you were sure the conversation ended, you left the car and started looking for Nijiro, he wanted to tell you something earlier.

"Are you looking for someone?" the smile crawled on your lips when you heard his voice.

"Actually, yes." you faced Nijiro and nodded. "You wanted to tell me something before, right?"

"Right." he agreed and smiled. "So..."

He took a deep breath and that made you even more curios what he wanted to say. Why did he look nervous?

"So...the kissing scene...." his hands started shaking and his sunshine-like personality disappeared instead you saw nervous Nijiro. "I didn't...um...."

"Yeah, me too." you said before he finished his sentence. "I didn't act. The whole scene...it...it was..."

"It was so real." now Murakami overtook you. "Yeah. So I think hiding it won't help anyone...especially me....I- I...."

Before he said anything more you closed his mouth with a kiss. On the one hand it felt similar to the one you had recorded, but on the other it was totally different. You felt chills going up your spine when Nijiro placed his hand on your hip and the other cupped your cheek which has been burning from the blush since the beginning of the conversation.

"I guess we now know what we are standing on." you whispered when you took a step back and smiled.

"And we needed to record the whole movie to realised that." joked Nijiro and when you hugged him, he added. "I could wait longer."

#nijiro #nijiro murakami #nijiro ff #ff writer #ff #spotify #actor x reader #nijiro x reader #nijiro murakami x reader #Spotify

[vex91]

Son Jiwoo - Late night conversations

Pairing: Son Jiwoo x Female Reader

Fandom: R U Next?

Requested by: Anonymous

Request: could you do something like first kiss with jiwoo???

Summary: You and Jiwoo decided to have a sleepover before your graduation.

A/N: I'm gonna wait for her debut and no one will stop me from that😤 Thanks for requesting❤

3rd's POV

You and Jiwoo were childhood friends. Ever since the faithful day on the playground when Jiwoo helped you build a sandcastle the two of you were inseparable, especially after your parents also became friends. It was normal for you both to literally live at each other's houses since your family came over for dinner to hers a lot and vice-versa. You both also loved having sleepovers, especially at her house.

You both attended the same elementary school then middle school and high school. No matter where you went, Jiwoo was with you. If someone needed something from you then they would always find you with Jiwoo. You had other friends but no matter what, you both stayed glued to each other. Then when the graduation day was coming up, a doubt appeared in your mind.

You wanted to apply to a very prestigious and strict university while Jiwoo wanted to continue being a trainee to hopefully become an idol. You were happy that she was chasing her dreams but it made you doubt if you two manage to stay together despite being so busy with your own future things. You were especially scared because over the years of your friendship you started developing feelings for Jiwoo and you didn't wanted to lose her.

That day you came over to Jiwoo's house for a sleepover that you didn't had in a while. Everything was the same as it always was except a new desk she bought after you both accidentally destroyed her last one. You smiled at the memory "Y/N I already went to the store for snacks earlier, I hope I chose the good ones" Jiwoo said putting all the bags filled with snacks on her bed. You walked over and started looking through them with her. Your smile growing as you noticed that most of them were your favorites "I hope you also bought your favorites too Ji, I wouldn't want you to put me first like that all the time I come over" You chuckled and soon she joined.

"Don't worry, I bought my favorites too but you know that I wouldn't mind just buying all of your favorites. I'm happy when you're happy" She smiled at you and you blushed at the sincerity in her voice, she was always so genuine in her care for you, it always melted your heart. Jiwoo was indeed the best thing that could ever happen to you, you were lucky.

"What are we watching tonight?" You asked as you layed down on her chest, her arms wrapped around you automatically as she search for a movie on the laptop on your lap. You played with the hem of her shirt as you watched her looking through all the movies Netflix had to offer that none of you watched yet. When you found it you both spend the next 2 and half hours just watching, laughing and eating snacks until one particular scene came up. It was a kissing scene between the main characters.

For some reason you got a bit flustered as your mind started racing with different thoughts about Jiwoo. The image of her kissing you appeared in your mind and it was over for you. You lost all your focus on the movie and unfortunately Jiwoo noticed that and questioned you about it "Are you alright N/N?" You got even more flustered and feared that she will notice but fortunately she didn't "Y-Yeah I'm fine... I just crave these jellies" You quickly said before reaching out for your favorite jellies. Jiwoo decided to not question that.

Later that night you found yourself cuddled to Jiwoo in her bed, the lights were all turned off as a soft tune of your favorite song played. It was peaceful and quiet. At some point Jiwoo decided to observe you as you played with her fingers, something you did when you were relaxed "Y/N? Is there anything bothering you lately? You seemed kinda off for the past week" You looked down, letting go of her hand "It's just... the graduation is coming and I've been thinking. Do you think we manage to stay close as we both get busy with our own things?" You looked up at her to see Jiwoo listening to you intently.

She thought about it for a while "You're right, it's a valid worry... but I don't think we need to worry too much about it, I mean I'll never be too busy for you. Will you?" She asked as she held your hand "Of course not" You answered immediately and Jiwoo chuckled "See? Nothing's too worry about" She pulled you closer, hugging you tightly as you rested your head on her chest. You listened to her heartbeat as you continued laying in silence, all your worries fading as her warmth enveloped you.

"I love you" She whispered as she looked down at you. You looked up at her in surprise before smiling "I love you too" She leaned in connecting your lips in a sweet kiss. You hummed against her lips, feeling like you were on a cloud nine. Her lips already becoming your new addiction.

She was right, no matter how busy you both get you will always make time for each other. The connection between you too was too strong to break you two.

#vex writes #r u next? x reader #r u next x reader #r u next? reactions #r u next reactions #son jiwoo x reader #son jiwoo

[animebw]

*patiently waits for the list of titles you're giving a chance this Fail season*

WELL WAIT NO LONGER MY FINE FRIEND

Must-Watch

The 100 Girlfriends Who Really Really Really Really Really Love You

Listen, do you know how good a harem anime has to be for me to recommend it? This was one of the funniest manga I've read and the adaptation does it justice and more.

Frieren: Beyond Journey's End

Yeah, it lived up to the hype. Let's see if it can match the strength of those incredible opening episodes for its whole run.

Spy x Family Season 2

THEY GOD MASAAKI GODDAMN YUASA TO DO THE NEW OP WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME

Runners-Up

Firefighter Daigo: Rescue in Orange

I guess Brain's Base has decided that making Kennjirou Tsuda narrate everything is a recipe for success, lol. But this is shaping up to be a really strong mix of character drama and disaster movie, with the courage to really take its time and let the weight of its sequences settle.

Migi and Dali

I don't think I can properly describe this one except to tell you to watch the first episode knowing nothing about what to expect.

Overtake

Good season for adult workplace drama between this and Daigo. More of an inspirational sports story for F4 racing, but done really well so far.

Ron Kamonohashi's Forbidden Deductions

Honestly the detective side of this one is kinda weak so far. Thank god the characters are so entertaining and the production is so wonderfully energetic so you barely mind.

Shy

I was initially gonna recommend just reading the manga on this one, but then the second episode turned out lightyears better than the first, so hey. If you're looking for a superhero show to tide you over until MHA's next season, put this on your list.

Undead Unluck

Now this is a much better use of Fire Force's director than Fire Force was. Also, I have it on good authority that the gross groping gags vanish pretty quickly into the manga, so breathe easy on that front.

If You Have Time

Arknights: Perish in Frost

I'm still waiting to see if this can follow up on the first season's actually really good finale or if it'll settle into being just kinda boring again. Fingers crossed!

I'm in Love With the Villainness

I remember bouncing off the manga for this one, and the adaptation isn't exactly a stunner. But it's breezing through the most annoying parts of the opening chapters at a strong clip, so here's hoping it gets to the good stuff soon!

Stardust Telepath

Look, the main character's voice being really squeaky and annoying is usually a dealbreaker for me, but this has enough charm for me to stomach it for now. Love seeing CGDCT shows with this much energy in the production.

Uma Musume Season 3

I'll admit, that was probably the strongest opening episode we've had for an Uma Musume season. Will this be the moment the weird horse idol show finally clicks for me? Let's find out!

On Thin Ice

Ancient Magus Bride Season 2 Part 2

Ugh, this is really turning into a drag. I want to be on board with more Magus Bride, but the increasingly limp production and complete lack of focus on the main relationship are running my interest into the ground.

My Daughter Left the Nest and Returned an S-Rank Adventurer

I would very much like the main female character to gain a second personality trait beyond loving her daddy please and thank you.

Shield Hero Season 3

I... have no excuse for myself.

Already Dropped

16Bit Sensation Another Layer

Like I said:annoying squeaky moe voices are usually a dealbreaker for me. I made it seven minutes into the first episode before I couldn't stand listening to the protagonist for another second.

Bullbuster

I'll give you this, Bullbuster, it takes effort to take a premise like mecha vs monster battles filtered through realistic corporate and engineering bureaucracy and make it boring.

Faraway Paladin Season 2

God, did I really use to like this show? I'm sure I did, but this first episode really make me question what was ever interesting about it

Vexations of a Shut-In Vampire Princess

It took all of five minutes for the show to get into an extended sequence of the main character almost peeing herself in her pajamas. Hard pass.

#anime #tabw #the anime binge-watcher #the 100 girlfriends who really really really really really love you #frieren: beyond journey's end #sousou no frieren #spy x family #firefighter daigo: rescue in orange #megumi no daigo #overtake anime #shy anime #stardust telepath #hoshikuzu telepath #undead unluck #migi to dali #migi and dali #kimi wa koto ga dai dai dai dai daisuki na 100-nin no kanojo #uma musume #arknights #arknights: perish in frost #i'm in love with the villainess #watashi no oshi wa akuyaku reijou #ron kamonohash's forbidden deductions #kamonohashi ron no kindan suiri

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Things I noticed while watching High and Low the Worst X again

I was watching High and Low The Worst X while I was on lunch break and then had more realizations and wanted to write about them lol

These are probably nothing new and someone else probably already noticed these but I wanted to make a post about them sooooo

I’ve watched the movie so many times now idk why I just realized the weight of the three scenes I’m about to talk about. But also I feel like I notice something new every time I watch the movies so I'm gonna cut myself some slack.

Amagai being the only character in the movie who genuinely doesn’t have a sense of friendship/comradery with anyone else.

The first time we see the 3 schools alliance meeting is the opening of the movie, and I remember when I first watched the movie I was like "well damn this looks like a solid ass team" only to find out later that they were in fact not really a team lol 😂 but anywaysss

Watching the movie this time I just realized what Fujin says to Amagai in the first scene in the restaurant where the 3 schools are holding their meetings.

Reiji is first to jump up and say "Let's get this brawl started," and Ghandi jumps in telling Amamgai that their troupes and weapons are ready. Shoji laughs and says that weapons are typical Kamasaka behavior which prompts them to jump at him and Fujin, Raijin, and the other Ebara guys jump straight to his defense while Shoji continues sitting. Amagai tells them to "get us more" while tossing the money bundles in their direction.

Every single fuckin character in this scene's facial expressions have me dying because the disbelief on their faces😂

Shoji looking at Amagai like he's full of shit.

Fujin, Raijin, and Ghandi are looking at him like "wtf?"

The background characters are looking at him in disbelief also like I was WHEEZING when I realized this. Back to the characters who are the main focus of this specific camera frame though, Ghandi and Fujin.

Both characters turn to Amagai with the BIGGEST look of disbelief on their faces and Fujin says "You don't trust we can do it huh?"

To which Amagai says "What's the use in trusting you guys?" and goes on a spiel about how being powerful means you trust no one and not even giving them a slight chance. He also goes on to say that being powerful means bringing everyone else down to their knees and tells the other 3 schools "Just shut up and stick with me. I'll show you what it's like to be at the top." Ryo's face when he says this is a whole other conversation for another day.

I'M SORRY BUT THE LOOKS REIJI AND SHOJI GIVE HIM AFTER HIS LITTLE SPIEL HAD ME ROLLING🤣 Like both characters gave him the most judgmental expression and then you got Shoji over here looking away and rolling his eyes PUH-LEASE I AM DEAD🤣

Aside from all of this being extremely funny to me, this plays into my point from above. Yes, all these looks are super funny but it really shows how as "bad" as the other guys are they still run in the same way that Oya and the other S.W.O.R.D gangs do, through friendship and comradery.

Fujin asked "You don't trust we can do it huh?" because Ebara most likely runs on comradery as well. You don't pay someone to do shit for you, they just know to trust each other to get it done. This is a concept that Amagai does not and can not understand because he's been conditioned to believe that the people around him are not worthy of trust or friendship due to his status, they just work for him. As long as he throws money at their feet, they'll do what he wants.

That's like kind of sad actually, the fact that the other "antagonists" of the film still know friendship and he doesn't... I still hate his guts though. We love Ryoki but we don't love his character Amagai.

The way Shoji vs Tsukasa asks Suzaki why he’s working for Amagai

I think everyone can agree that within that 3 school alliance, Shoji Sameoka was the only character with working brain cells (full offense to all the other characters lol no one else in that room had critical thinking skills I swear). From the first meeting we see, the audience can already tell Shoji is the only character who has doubts about this alliance but also questions it; while everyone else has doubts but proceed to just follow Amagai's orders. This eventually leads to Shoji being the one to suggest that Ebara drop out of the alliance because he thinks it’s stupid which then leads to him agreeing to Todoroki’s terms of dropping out of the alliance if Todoroki wins against Fujin and Raijin. I feel like Shoji as a person judges the other characters based on what he knows/hears about them.

We see this when he confronts Suzaki. Shoji asks Suzaki why he would come to Senomon and work under Amagai when he was the one running Nami High. Suzaki tells him to mind his own business. Shoji is asking Suzaki from a place of strength. Based on the dialogue, it seems like Shoji knew Suzaki and Amagai’s reputations before this alliance. I deduce this down to Shoji knowing that Suzaki was the strongest at Nami High and knowing that Amagai isn’t actually physically strong compared to the other characters, he just likes to cause trouble and make others work for him. People fear Amagai not for his strength or skills as a fighter, but simply because he has the money and status to be at the “top”.

This brings me to believe that Shoji was asking why someone as strong as Suzaki would even work under Amagai who is clearly not a match for him strength wise. It seems like Shoji is asking Suzaki why he would be scared of Amagai’s money and work under him when Suzaki is clearly stronger. I think this is because the Ebara guys ranks are based on their strength/who is the strongest (I make this assumption from the fact that Fujin and Raijin are straight up gym bros lol) so Shoji can’t understand why Suzaki is working under someone clearly weaker than him.

Tsukasa’s question is the same….. but also different.

Tsukasa strikes me as someone who really gets to know someone personally to the best of his abilities before he makes his own judgment on them. We see this with Rao in the movie. Tsukasa could’ve taken everyone’s word for it and been like “oh Rao is a big mean monster” but he takes it upon himself to find out who Rao actually is through Mercy. This is how he finds out Rao isn’t actually all that bad like the stories suggests and that Rao fights for good reason (for his siblings). This trait about Tsukasa is why he asks Suzaki why he fights for Amagai but is also why he’s the only one who is able to understand why Suzaki fights for Amagai without a direct answer.

When Tsukasa asks Suzaki why he works for Amagai, he says “why do you work for a guy like him? Does he has some kind of dirt on you?” and Suzaki just keeps quiet. This brings me to believe that Suzaki probably had a reputation for being the strongest at Nani High but also fought people within reason, he didn’t flaunt his strength just because he felt like it.

Tsukasa asked him based off the kind of person he is and not his strength. I'm assuming Ryo fought people within reason and not so much for fun or to assert his dominance over others with his strength, so him working under someone who has as shitty of a personality as Amagai probably threw Tsukasa off a bit.

He is also however able to tell that there is a friendship there even if it isn't great. At the end when Yuken and Todoroki ask why Ryo would work for someone like Amagai, Tsukasa says it's because he means more to Ryo than that. Alluding to the fact that Ryo is doing stuff for Amagai because he sees him as a friend even if everyone else doesn't.

Okay, I'm done now😂 this wasn't as deep as my other analysis because it's not super deep with comparisons or anything like that it was just stuff I noticed while watching the movie again.

I have fics I'm working on for all the S.W.O.R.D leaders and more for Fujio I'm just swamped with assignments and working a little slow

#high&low #high and low #oya high #high&low story of sword #oya kou #the rampage from exile tribe #makoto hasegawa #yoshino hokuto #senomon tech #high&low x reader

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taxi - bucky barnes x reader

In the backseat of the taxi When you told me we were only Two punch drunk souls all tangled in the wind And in the backseat when you asked me "Is the sadness everlasting?" I pulled you closer, looked at you and said "Love, I think it is" - Taxi by The Maine also thought this song fitted bc planes taxi too lmao

Plot: After their misunderstanding, Y/N tries to tell Bucky the truth...despite the roadblocks life keeps throwing their way. Pairing: Pilot!Bucky Barnes x FlightAttendant!Female!Reader Warnings: Angst and miscommunication... but a happy ending, cause it’s me. As always, if I miss any triggers, please let me know. Notes: This was written for @the-slumberparty‘s Writing Challenge from last week: write a continuation of a one-shot. So here’s a part two to my first Pilot!Bucky fic, Fear of Falling. Not beta’d, so any mistakes are my own.

For the rest of the day, Y/N stays in bed, trying to grapple with the night before. Bucky’s expression still haunts her, even now, consuming her every waking moment. Honestly, she’s surprised that she’s still functioning right now. Funnily enough, it feels like she’s been on autopilot since the night before, simply moving through the motions to appear like a normally functioning human. All she knows is that she has to tell Bucky the truth, but doesn’t even know how. And then, she remembers everyone is going to dinner tonight. Her hope rises. This could be her chance to finally make things right. 

When the time comes, she rushes downstairs. Everyone greets her, but Bucky only mumbles a ‘hello’. He refuses to make eye contact with her, and her heart sinks. She was hoping for a moment alone with him, but all this is doing is reinforcing her worst fear. Hopefully, he just needs a moment to think things over, and when she speaks to him later, it’ll all be okay. 

Yet, as the night wears on, that possibility fades more and more. She and Bucky barely speak more than a few pleasant words to one another, both unsure of what to do or say around each other after the night before. “Hey, we’re gonna stay out. Maybe we’ll catch a movie or something. You wanna come?” Sam asks when they’re finished dinner. Deep down, Y/N knows she should go. After all, what’s the worst that could happen? Is maybe having fun for a few hours with her friends really so bad? But then, she looks over at Bucky. He still isn’t making eye contact, acting like his shoes are the most interesting thing in the world. And the sight makes her heart sink once more. 

Turns out increasing Bucky’s heartbreak is the worst thing that could happen. 

“No, I’m good. I slept like shit last night, so I’m just gonna go back to my room. You guys have fun, though.” 

“Buck? How about you?” Bucky looks up, and his eyes meet hers for a fleeting moment. As his mouth slowly opens, a small twinge of hope registers in Y/N’s stomach. Maybe he’s considering coming back to the hotel with her. Maybe all hope is not lost, and she can explain everything. This could be their rom-com moment, when everything finally works out and-

“Yeah, that sounds good.” And then, all her hope shatters once more. Turning away sadly, Y/N begins the walk back to the hotel, not even waiting for the others to say goodnight. All she can focus on is trying not to cry.

Although, Y/N doesn’t notice how Bucky watches her as she leaves, his eyes lingering even when she disappears from sight.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

The next morning, Y/N stands outside Bucky’s door, ready to give things one last chance. “Bucky, can we talk?” she calls, the sound of her knock reverberating throughout the corridor. As she waits for him to open the door, her stomach churns and her heart pounds. She has no idea what to say to Bucky, or if he’ll even tell her he feels the same. When the door opens, she takes a breath of courage. Even if he doesn’t feel the same, the least she can do is tell him the truth.

Yet, all thoughts of that disappear when Bucky emerges, clad in his uniform and carrying his suitcase. The sight causes Y/N’s brows to furrow.

“Sorry, can we walk and talk? I got an urgent call. They need me to take a plane back to New York. My taxi’s almost here.”

“Oh, I didn’t hear anything from control. Did they say anything about needing me? I can go back to my room and be ready in like five minutes.” She asks, following him towards the lobby. Bucky sighs, running his hand through his hair. Y/N feels her stomach twist. She knows what the words will be before Bucky even says them.

“Sorry, it’s just me they need this time. I’ll see you around, okay?” He replies, and she nods furiously, staring at the floor. Because she knows if she makes eye contact with him, then she’ll crumble.

“Sure. Have a safe flight.” She somehow manages to get out, hoping Bucky doesn’t sense the pain in her words, or how she’s already seeing her vision beginning to blur. And with one last wave, Bucky’s gone. As she watches him leave, Y/N sinks into a chair, cuddling into herself. Her mind races with explanations for why Bucky would be called and not her, and she tries her best to ignore them. Although, one stands out. One she never wanted to think about. 

The thought that Bucky is intentionally avoiding her, taking another flight so he doesn’t have to see her, the source of his heartbreak. What happens when this flight is over? Will she see him again? What if he keeps avoiding her? As her mind continues to race, her heart pounding, another horrible thought enters her mind. Maybe he never wants to see her again. 

A sob escapes her lips then, and Y/N jumps up, speed walking to the elevator. She doesn’t even make it inside before breaking down in tears. Thankfully, it’s empty, meaning she can let out all her feelings before reaching her floor without being noticed. Trying to keep herself upright, Y/N feels her body tremble as it’s wracked with sobs. Once she’s back out, she practically sprints to her room, ignoring everything else around her. All she can think of is Bucky.

Slamming the door behind her, Y/N climbs into her bed, sinking into her mattress. Burying her face into a pillow, she continues to sob. Bucky’s face sticks in her mind, as does the look on his face when he first saw her phone. That sight still causes her heart to ache, even now. And what hurts even more is the fact she can’t do anything to make things better. At least, not now. All she can do is hope that this is just a one off, and that when she next sees Bucky, she can explain it all then.

Unfortunately, as she returns to her regular life, things don’t get much better. After seeing Bucky at least four or five a week, either in passing or on her flights, that number falls. Soon, she starts not seeing him at all. Her texts to him also go unnoticed, and when he does reply, they’re not as cheerful or as frequent as she’s used to. And that means she’s forced to ask others how Bucky’s doing rather than simply asking him. She’s not used to working like this. Being together is what she and Bucky do, what they’re used to. They fly together, as a team. They’ve always been a team. The only times they’ve been on separate flights are few and far between. Bucky is the one constant she has in her job, and she’s grown accustomed to always seeing his face on her flights, and his smile whenever she enters the cockpit. She’s never had to account for this, for being apart from him… especially after what happened.

As more and more weeks go by with no sign of Bucky, the horrible realisation sets in even more. Bucky is avoiding her. He doesn’t want to see her again. And despite how much that thought destroys her, Y/N knows she has to respect his wishes. So she stops trying, not wanting to cause pain to either of them. Or at least… no more than she already caused. Of course, people around her soon start to notice how she’s noticeably more upset, and how she’s clearly lost her spark. Especially Sam, who she explained the situation to after he found her crying in the pilot’s lounge after a flight. At least the silver lining in this situation is getting to see him more than she’s used to.

“I’ll talk to him for you, if you want.” He offers one day as she passes over his food. “I can tell him you want to explain and that he needs to answer his fucking phone.” Y/N shakes her head. 

“I’d love that… but no. If he still doesn’t want to talk to or see me even now, almost three months later, then I’m pretty sure he doesn’t want to see me, Sam.” Sam raises a brow, and she sighs. “Has he blacklisted all the flights I’m on? Is he intentionally avoiding me?” Sam’s face softens.

“No Y/N, he’s not. Bucky could never and would never intentionally avoid you. He’s just been really busy recently.” She knows he’s lying to make her feel better. Why else would he not speak to her after all this? After she practically broke his heart? As she turns to leave, Sam’s voice sounds again. “He spoke about you the other week, actually.” His words send a jolt through her body, and she gasps.

“He did?” Sam nods.

“Mhm. He asked how you were, and if you were holding up. I think he’s missing you, too.” His words make her heart flutter, and a small smile grows on Y/N’s face. But then, the little voice of doubt speaks once more.

“So why doesn’t he just talk to me, then? I’m fed up with going through this pain, Sam. I just want it to stop!” She exclaims, sniffling.

“I know. I’ll talk to him. I promise.” He gives her hand a reassuring squeeze, and Y/N nods sadly.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Later that week, Y/N stands outside Chicago’s airport, waiting for the taxi to take her to her hotel. Scrolling through her phone, she murmurs to herself, massaging her temples and trying to ignore how much her heels are pinching her toes. That was one of the worst flights she’s ever been on, full of demanding adults, screaming babies and a drunk guy who just wouldn’t stop staring at her tits. Hopefully, this taxi shows up soon, so she can get to her hotel and kick her heels off.

“Hey stranger. Fancy seeing you here.” A familiar voice laughs. Immediately, Y/N’s heart begins to pound. Bucky. 

His hair is a little longer than when she last saw him, a few tendrils falling in his face, which he brushes aside. Yet, he’s still got the same smile, the same eyes. He looks just as handsome as he always does. 

“Hi. How was your flight?”

“Good. Good.” Bucky nods. “How was yours?”

“Shit.”

“Oh. I’m sorry to hear that.” Y/N wrestles with what to say to him. How to tell him the truth, that she’s always loved him and that being apart for so long has been horrific. Tell him that being apart from him for so long has been soul destroying. “Which hotel are you staying in?” Bucky asks, cutting through her thoughts.

“Same one as the last time we flew in together.” She doesn’t tell him that moment feels like a lifetime ago, and like they were both different people back then.  

“Oh, me too. What a coincidence.” Once again, silence falls amongst the pair. In an instant, she’s transported back to that night in their hotel bar, when they were both unsure of what to say to each other. Now, things are so much more different between them. If only she knew back then just how wrong everything would go.

Thankfully, a taxi soon pulls up. “After you.” Bucky gestures to the door. “I’ll wait for the next one.” Y/N shakes her head. 

“No, you take it. I don’t mind waiting.”

“Y/N, it’s freezing. You go.” He insists.

“You know… we’re both going to the same hotel, so it’s probably easier for us to ride together.” She suggests. “...That’s what the driver will say, anyway.” She stammers quickly. Of course, she’d love to ride with Bucky, despite how much her stomach is churning at the thought. All she can do is hope that he’s happy to see her too and that he wants to fix this just as much as she does. 

For a while, all the pair do is look out the window, each huddled into their corner of the taxi. Both are unsure of what to say and waiting for the other to make a move. Sometimes, they get close to it - one takes a breath, and the other turns to them, only for them to say “It’s nothing.”

That is, however, until: “Did you get my flowers? I hope you liked them.”

“Yeah. They were gorgeous. Thanks.” Bucky sighs, running a hand through his hair once more.

“Sam told me you were asking about me. He probably told you I missed you. And he’s right, I really do miss you.” Y/N nods, feeling a twinge in her chest. “Flying without you these past few months just isn’t the same. We have a lot of fun together, don’t we?” 

“We do. And I missed you too, Bucky. More than you’ll ever know.” As silence falls once more, she can see Bucky looking at her curiously, then glancing down at the floor before she can notice. She can tell what he wants pretty easily. After all, it’s the whole reason they stopped talking. He wants to ask her about her date. Y/N sighs. “Bucky, you don’t have to tiptoe around the question. Just ask me.” He looks up, startled, his cheeks flushing pink.

“I wasn’t, I-” He stammers at first. But then, he sighs once more. “I was just going to ask you how things were with you and… you know, dating.” Y/N takes a deep breath. It’s now or never. “Did you go out with that guy?”

“There never was a date. I didn’t go out with anyone. You got it all wrong.” He frowns, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion.

“But I thought I saw-”

“All you saw was a guy liking my profile. And I turned him down. Actually, I turned them all down. Because they weren’t you, Bucky.” She scoots closer, closing the gap between them both as she looks into his blue eyes. The pair she’s missed for so long. “If you had stayed and listened, I was going to tell you that I love you. I always have. Every time I see you on the flight deck, I get so happy because I love seeing you. Your smile, your laugh… the way you can cheer me up on some of the worst days of my life. But no matter how hard I tried to connect with you, you never seemed to want me back, so I had a quick look at Tinder out of curiosity, which is what you saw. I’m sorry if I messed things up and confused you, but I tried to explain, and instead, you just ignored me for months! Sure, we’re busy in this job, but you couldn’t even send me one fucking text message?!” she demands as all her pain and anger from the past few months is finally released. 

“Oh, god.” Bucky groans, holding his head in his hands. Immediately, Y/N’s heart sinks, and she starts hoping for whatever higher power there is to open the ground and swallow her whole. Why did she have to unload on him like that here? And from the way Bucky reacted, only one thought is in her mind.

He doesn’t like her back.

“I’m not asking for you to feel the same. I just want to stop the pain, and feeling like you hate me.” She states. “If you don’t feel the same, just tell me. And then we can go back to being friends… or whatever we are now.” She speaks, her voice quiet. Bucky sighs. Months ago, even before all of this happened, if you had told Y/N that this is where she would be now, pouring out her feelings for Bucky in a fucking taxi, she would’ve thought you were crazy. And yet, here she is. 

“I do.” Bucky’s response comes out muffled at first, so quiet that she doesn’t hear it at first.

“I’m sorry?”

“I do like you back, Y/N. Oh fuck, I’m so sorry. You haven’t ruined anything, I have. I don’t hate you. I could never hate you. Actually, I’ve been in love with you for as long as I can remember, but I’ve just been too scared to say anything. Seeing you on my flights makes me so happy, and the last thing I’d want is to lose you if you didn’t feel the same. When I saw that notification, I thought you didn’t feel me back, and I got so upset I wanted to be alone for a while. I didn’t want to intrude on your happiness, either, so I stayed away. Sam told me you were missing me, and I felt awful. I wanted to tell you the truth, but after being away from you for so long, I thought coming back out of nowhere would just make it worse.” He sighs. “I was only thinking about myself, and not how I was only making things worse.” He scoots over too, closing the gap between them both. “I’m so sorry I ruined everything between us. I’d understand if you never want to see me again.”

To his surprise, though, Y/N starts giggling slightly. “I’ve wanted to hear those words from you for as long as I can remember. And you’ve probably felt the same too. God, what are we like? We should’ve just told each other the truth from the beginning and saved ourselves all this mess.” At her words, Bucky starts laughing too.

“Yeah, we should’ve. Actually, Sam said he wanted to bang our heads together at one point.” He admits, and they both laugh. Hearing them both laughing together again causes a familiar, happy warm feeling to return to Y/N’s chest. Her love for Bucky Barnes. “At least now we can try to make things right.” He places his hand on top of hers, gently running one of his fingers along hers. “Can I take you out tonight to say sorry, and to start over?” Smiling, she nods.

“I’d love that.” Bucky brings her hand to his, gently pressing a kiss to it.

“Me too.” He smiles.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

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I’m re watching a bunch of Pedro Pascals movies and am currently watching the bubble…

Since dieter seems to not really care about the gender of his hook ups (considering he casually asks Gunther) I was thinking it would be the perfect plot for a little smut fic.

So I’d like to request a smut fic with Dieter Bravo, where reader is a part of the crew, maybe the bartender, and the two start chatting and after flirting back and fourth a bit Dieter eventually asks reader if he wants to hook up and reader happily accepts.

You can decide who you think would top and etc. :)

-🐜

Late night at the bar

Hey anon!! Hugely sorry for the time taken!! I've gotten a lot of requests, but here it is!! Pairing: bottom sub!Dieter Bravo x top dom!male reader

Warnings: Praising, fingering, safe sex

You were just doing your usual task at the bar, serving customers their drinks, you were off in 15 minutes, so you were just waiting for your shift to end so you could go back home. That was your main focus until you saw an amazing looking man, he had a beard, appeared to be in his 40s, and dressed casually, goddamn it was he hot. “Hey, what would you like?” you asked, snapping yourself out of the very unholy thoughts you were getting, “I’m just here for a glass of water” he asked, “Well, you’ll have some then” 

“You look good” he flirted as you filled up his glass,

“O-oh, thanks!!” you said, not being able to believe this gorgeous man had complimented you, you decided if he was flirting with you, he wanted you, so you flirted back, “I’d say you look pretty good too” you smirked as you handed him the glass, “Really? This is just casual attire I’m wearing” he said, matter of factly, “Well, you look good, what’s your name?” you concluded, “Well thank you I suppose, my name’s Dieter, yours?” “My name is (your name), and I think there’s a look that would suit you better” you went closer to him “And that would be?” “You without any clothes, moaning and sweating beneath me, that would suit you,” Dieter had never thought about being submissive for another man, but he started to like the idea, “Let’s go to my place, you might just get that” he flirted,

“Can’t wait, I’m off in 5” you said, “I’ll wait” Dieter by now was willing to do anything to be with you.

By the time you arrived at his apartment you were kissing each other all over, your clothes immediately dropping on the floor and gasping into each other’s mouths, “Oh, love, you’re gonna end up so refreshed after tonight” he said, getting ready to push you down on the mattress and immediately start fucking you, but you had other plans. Right before you got to bed you spun so that when you laid him down, he was beneath you on the mattress, “Ah-” Dieter moaned, he was always in charge, but not anymore, “Don’t worry, Dieter, I’m gonna fuck you good,” you whispered in his ear, it was Dieter’s first time bottoming, “It’s- my first time- taking it-” he moaned, “Well, I’ll be gentle my dear, don’t worry” “Please-” he begged as you put on a condom and lubed your dick up.

You lubed your dick and fingers up as you started to finger Dieter, he kept begging for your cock even if it was his first time, “be patient, or else you could get hurt if you take me too soon” he moaned at your words, he was desperate, until your finger accidentally grazed his g spot and he screamed in pleasure “Shit! What are you doing? Oh fuck- that feels so fucking good!! Do it again!” he begged, “Seems like I found the spot” you smirked up at him, then grazed the spot again as he continued to moan loudly.

“You like that, Dieter?” you asked, now with 3 fingers buried inside him, “F-fuck- y-yes I do!” he moaned, sweat running down the side of his head, “Fuck, give me your cock!!” he demanded, his breath indicating how desperate he was, “Okay, okay” you said, withdrawing your fingers and putting it inside him. He was so damn tight, it was impossible to last more than 5 minutes in theorem so you knew you had to make him cum fast, you started thrusting into him, your dick hitting his spot every thrust, he just moaned and moaned in pleasure, “Fuck- fuck-” was all he could say, he was getting closer and closer to the edge.

You started thrusting harder and suddenly, Dieter screamed as he clenched even more tightly around you as his dick started twitching and spurting cum all over himself, his tightness didn’t let you last much longer as you quickly pulled out and got rid of the condom, till you jerked off and came on his face, his tongue trying to eagerly catch every drop. You dropped next to him, Dieter still panting in bliss, he held you in his arms, “Holy fucking shit, that was amazing, we have to do that again” he said, “We will, don’t worry” you smiled, “We can meet up tomorrow then, have some dinner and do this again…” he said as he fell asleep, exhausted, you looked at him and went to sleep in his arms.

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[talesofesther]

Saturn

Robin Buckley x Reader

Summary: Robin fell for you during a school project, now, every time you walk into Family Video she has a mild gay panic.

Requested by @abimess: Y/n is a customer at the movie rental store and Robin has a huge crush on her, but is a gay mess whenever Y/n is around. Steve trying to help would be fun 😊

A/N: We love a lovestruck Robin. Also, hope you like it bestie. <3

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"I told you it was there, dingus," Robin called out to Steve with a smug grin, referring to one of the tapes he insisted she had lost.

Steve's mumbling of complaints was muffled out as Robin closed the back door, walking towards the main counter with a new stack of returned movies in her hands. The neon sign on the wall cast a faint red glow on her cheeks as she read through the titles to figure out where each movie should go; her attention shifted quickly when the bell above the main door announced a customer.

Robin glanced up to see who was the newcomer as she twirled a copy of Back to the Future in one hand; the tape slipped through her fingers and fell ungracefully to the ground when she saw the profile of a familiar face.

On Wednesdays the shop was hardly busy, so the sound of plastic hitting the floor was quite loud. You only managed to catch a glimpse of dark blonde hair before the backdoor closed. Your eyebrows furrowed in a mix of confusion and amusement; you had a gut feeling about who you had just seen as you walked over to pick up the discarded movie on the floor.

You liked it here, since it opened it has been one of your favorite places to pick up something to watch; the neon signs, red and yellow stage lights on the ceiling, several classic posters and more movie options than you could care to count had made you always want to come back. Yet you knew that wasn't the only reason.

The door of the backroom closed with a heavy thud, making Steve look up from his crouched position on the floor, organizing the new arrivals. "What the hell?"

Robin leaned back on the door, clutching the remaining VHS tapes in her hands to her chest. "She's here."

"Who?"

"Y/N!" Robin exclaimed with a pink blush coming to her cheeks.

Steve groaned, running a hand through his hair as he got up. It was what? The sixth, seventh time in only two weeks that this same dilemma was happening? He lost count after the second time you showed up in the store and Robin lost the ability to function.

"Oh god, what if she saw me? She's gonna think I'm some weirdo who's hiding something." Robin gripped at the ends of her hair, her unfocused eyes looking through all the new movies that needed to be put on display.

"I mean…" Steve hummed with a suggestive voice, chuckling as Robin hit his arm with a glare. "Listen I have to sort all of this out, just go out there and try to think of her like any other customer."

"No, no. You go, I'm just gonna mess things up." There was a small pout on Robin's lips as she shook her head.

Steve crossed his arms. "And you're never gonna get it right if you don't talk to her at all."

The backroom started to feel way too small and cramped. Robin picked at her nails trying to work up the courage to go out.

"Besides, she has been coming here a lot more often ever since you guys did that one project together." Steve reminded, gently pushing Robin out the door. "I think she likes you too."

A faint smile came to Robin's lips as she thought back on one of her favorite memories, not realizing she was slowly making her way to you.

___

"I think, it looks much better like this." You told Robin as you aligned the cardboard pieces on the library table, forming what would soon be a small replica of the solar system. It would be a little more work, but you were adamant that making the project with cardboard instead of normal paper would look much better. "Plus it doesn't fold that easily, thus it's gonna be harder to mess things up."

Robin pursed her lips, looking down at the roughly cut planets you made overnight; trying not to focus on how close you were standing, or how your shoulder felt so warm when it brushed hers. "Painting cardboard is really annoying." She raised an eyebrow at you.

The quietness of a late afternoon in the library allowed you to focus solemnly on the girl beside you, and you were certain Robin had the prettiest eyes you had ever seen. "I know, but…" You bit the inside of your cheek as you rounded Robin, your hand ghosting around her waist as you came to stand on her other side and picked up a smaller version of Saturn.

Robin held her breath when she felt your touch on her waist, her body was frozen in place as only her eyes followed your movements.

"… It's going to look extra pretty when it's done." You held up the rough copy of the ringed planet between you, not bothering to let go of Robin's waist.

Several heavy heartbeats passed before Robin was able to form words, gulping down the sudden anxiousness in her throat. "Y-yeah, okay. Let's do that." Her reply came out in a breath as she forced her eyes away from your lips.

That was the day she fell head over heels for you, simultaneously losing any ability to act normally around you.

___

"Robin!" You took quick steps towards her, a huge smile on your face. "Hey, It's been a while, I've been looking for you."

Your voice brought Robin back to the present, also making her realize she was standing in the middle of Family Video. With you.

"Hi!" Robin's voice came out an octave higher than she intended, making her quickly clear her throat. "Hey, Y/N. Yeah, I've- I've been working a little more in the back lately." She motioned lazily towards the door she had just come out from.

"Well, I'm glad I managed to find you then." You smiled sweetly at her.

Robin could feel her cheeks warming up at your words. She glanced down at the tapes that were still in her hands, feeling her heart rate quicken.

"Oh yeah, I think you dropped this." You held up the copy of Back to the Future after following Robin's gaze.

"Shit." Robin cursed under her breath, she nibbled her lower lip trying to think of something to say as she gently took the tape from you. "Uh thank you, Steve had knocked over a section in the back and I had to run to the rescue, you know how he's awful at organizing-"

A smirk slowly formed on your lips as you nodded along with her explanation, taking the time to watch the cute way her gaze darted everywhere around the store and how the blush on her cheeks made her freckles stand out.

"I think I heard my name here somewhere." Steve opened the backroom door and walked out, dusting off his hands on his pants. He softly smacked Robin's arm and sent her a glare.

"Hey, Steve." You greeted your friend.

"Y/N, how's it going?" He smiled at you, giving you a fist bump.

"Pretty good, I just came to, um-" your mouth hung open as you took a quick side glance towards Robin, "-pick this up," you told him as you held up a copy of The Breakfast Club.

"Perfect, Robin can take care of that, right?" His smile was undeniably proud as he took the tapes Robin was holding onto for dear life, she shot him a wide-eyed glare that said 'don't you dare' which he promptly ignored. "Don't you like this movie too, Robin? You should watch it together." Steve asked innocently, pointing at the tape in your hands.

He was walking off before Robin could answer, leaving her with burning cheeks and clenched fists. She walked behind the counter with a tight smile, not daring to meet your eyes as she silently motioned for you to follow along.

You did your best to hide your smile, clearly catching up with what Steve was implying. You walked up to the front of the counter, bracing your elbows on top of it as you stopped in front of Robin. You slid the movie tape to her, watching the way she picked it up with shaky fingers and started to type your name on the computer.

"I wouldn't mind it, you know." Your tone was shy, nails tapping the counter as a distraction. Robin gave you a side glance, her fingers hovering over the keyboard. You weren't able to hold her gaze, feeling your own cheeks burn up. "If you ever want to watch the movie, I'd actually really enjoy the company."

Robin's lips parted in a silent 'oh' as butterflies swarmed her stomach. She turned towards you, placing the movie back on the counter.

"That's kind of why I've been looking for you, to be honest." You smiled at her, purposefully threading your fingers with hers as you reached for the tape. "I was wondering if you'd ever want to hang out, or, you know, build another cardboard solar system together?" You chuckled at your own words, biting the inside of your cheek to contain your nerves.

Despite being so small, your touch on her hand filled Robin's body with goosebumps. She could hear the drum of her own heart in her ears. Maybe you thought about that day in the library just as much as she did.

"I- I would love that." Robin forced her voice out, cursing herself for sounding so over-excited. "I love movies." She absentmindedly motioned to her surroundings, feeling her knees almost fail her because of the sweet smile on your face.

"I'm free anytime, well not any time, because of work." She kept talking, not registering the way she had started to play with your fingers. "But I'm free today, if that's something you'd like to do tonight. Or not, just- just let me know." Robin's voice became quieter, glancing back up at you to see you looking down at your hands with a lopsided grin. She registered the way she was holding onto you; trying to pull her hand back, she mumbled an apology.

"Tonight sounds perfect." You kept your grip on her hand for just a second longer before picking up the movie you chose. "I can pick you up here if you'd like."

Robin huffed out a nervous breath, feeling her palms sweat with excitement. "That- I would really like that."

The way her hands fidgeted with the hem of her tie and how the lighting of the store accented the curve of her timid smile; just about melted your heart. "It's a date." You promised, before shooting her a final wave and walking out the door.

Robin let out a huge breath that she had been holding ever since you walked into the store. She took a good minute to gather her thoughts and let it sink in that this was happening. She had a date with you.

Running a hand through her hair, she couldn't help the little excited giggle that left her lips. "Steve! You won't believe what just happened."

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[yourlocalghoulette]

Hearts and Ribbons Part One

Main Masterlist|Series Masterlist

Warnings: Eventual smut so MDNI, Relationship building, Joel being a flirt, mentions of abuse, swearing, brief horny thoughts, lmk if I forgot anything:)

A/N: here’s the first part for yall! This is literally the first long fic I’ve ever written so it’s kinda scaring me to share it to yall🥲 pleaseee send me any tips or helpful critizism!! Also, I’m going to focus more on the actual relationship of Joel x reader more than the actual getting to the relationship lmao, so this is gonna move pretty fast. Hope you enjoy!

W/C: 3.3k

"Dad, did you know that ballerinas can go through up to three pairs of pointe shoes a week?"

Sarah excitedly reads facts from a book that she borrowed from the library about ballet to Joel, who just picked her up from school. Joel hangs his arm out of the window, the cool breeze flowing into the car relieving against the hot Texas air.

"That so?" He hums, turning on the radio. Long, Long Time by Linda Ronstadt crackles through his old truck radio. "Sounds expensive." Sarah giggles infectiously, turning the pages of the book. "Ooh, listen to this, Dad," she exclaims, leaning back in her seat and resting her feet on the front passenger seat. "Apparently women weren't allowed to dance ballet until 1681! That's crazy." "Feet off the seat," Joel scolds gently. "Wow. That is crazy. Wonder why they didn't let 'em." Sarah rolls her eyes jokingly and removes her feet from the seat in front of her. "Dad...would I be able to take dance lessons?" She asks carefully, a small smirk growing on her face. "Damn ballet movies," he mutters under his breath. "Well....I'd have to probably work some extra shifts, but..." Joel hesitates. Anything to make his baby girl happy, right?

That's how Joel found himself perched on his office chair in front of his computer, scrolling through various dance studios. Being in the busy place of Austin Texas, he wasn't surprised that there were a lot of dance studios around him. He finally found a ballet studio that looked welcoming, immediately letting out a sigh of relief as he tapped the link. The home page of the website catches his eye, with phrases like 'We welcome all levels and ages of dancers" and "Friendly family atmosphere" snagging his interest. He takes out his phone, dialing the number from the website.

You're just finishing your choreography for the intermediates, a lyrical dance to the song 'Fear of Water' by Noah Kahan. Your Apple watch buzzes against your wrist as you solidly land a double pirouette, notifying you that a call is coming in. You quickly grab your phone, clicking the green 'Accept' button.

"Hearts and Ribbons Dance Studio, how can I help you?" You say sweetly into the phone, slightly out of breath from dancing. "Uh..Hi? I wanted to enroll my daughter in a ballet class," the voice says from the other end. You immediately know this man is hot just from hearing his voice. It's deep and slightly gravelly, his Texan accent apparent through the phone. You, however, have just moved to Texas a year ago, so you didn't quite have an accent yet.

"Totally! How old is she and what's her dancing level?" You inquire, nestling your phone in between your cheek and shoulder you can pull out your notebook and pen.

Joel loves how sweet and kind your voice sounds, and he knows he's definitely going to have Sarah go to this studio. Because he thinks it's a good fit, no other reason of course. "She's twelve years old, and she ain't never touched a dance floor in her life," he responds, kicking back easily in his chair. "I hope that's alright?" "That's totally fine. I believe no one is ever too old to start dancing," you say into the phone, and Joel can tell how passionate you are about your work. "OK, so I actually have a class open every Thursday afternoon for beginners, ages 12 through 14. Does that interest you?" You continue, flipping through your calendar. "That sounds perfect, actually," he responds. "Great!" You exclaim into the phone, a little too excited to be able to meet this handsome-sounding man in person. "Oh, before I forget, what is your and your daughter's name?" "I'm Joel, and my daughter's name is Sarah." "Sarah and Joel, huh? Both great names," you say sweetly, taking account of their names in your notebook as you tell him your name. "Uh..thanks, darlin'," he says, wondering why he's so flustered at what is normally a common compliment. "Your name is beautiful too." You feel heat creeping slowly up to your cheeks. "Thanks," you murmur, then quickly gain your composure. “I-I’ll see you guys tomorrow at four, then?” Joel runs his hand through his graying hair. “Sounds great. Can’t wait to meet you.”

You grin widely as you hang up. Staring into the wall-length mirror, you sigh. “What the fuck are you thinking, girl? He has a kid. He’s probably married. You haven’t even met him yet,” you scold yourself.

Tomorrow finally comes, and you are trying to round up the littles class so they can go home. To your surprise, a man and his daughter walk in. You can already tell that it’s Joel and Sarah. Joel’s face definitely lives up to your fantasies, dark chocolatey brown eyes and a patchy beard sprinkled with streaks of gray. He’s tall, and you can tell by the way that his arms are squeezed by the flannel he’s wearing that he is a strong man. The girl, whom you assume is Sarah, is really pretty, with dark, short, tight curly hair. She's wearing a black leotard and pink tights, with a white wrap skirt.

They watch as you struggle with the crazy kindergartners, your face filled with annoyance as a little girl named Ada breaks down into tears. “Hey, baby, it’s alright, don’t cry,” you say softly, and Joel admires how patient you are as you ask her what’s wrong, what happened, blah, blah, blah, the same script you use with every kid.

“Need a hand?” You jump slightly as Joel touches your shoulder lightly, standing right behind you. “I-uh- no, I think I got it, but thanks,” you smile up at him, slightly flustered as Joel nods and withdraws his hand. You finally get the kids with their parents and out the door, letting out a deep sigh before you turn to face Joel and Sarah. “I take it you’re Joel and Sarah?” You shake hands with Joel, savoring his strong grip around your hand. “I appreciate you coming early,” you continue. “It’s so fucking annoying when people come late and I’m not able to show them around.” You immediately cover your mouth with your hand. “Sorry,” you say sheepishly. “I’m still working on this whole ‘professional’ thing.”

“Don’t worry about it, sweetheart. I have the same problem,” Joel assures you.

You blush, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “And you must be Miss Sarah?” You ask, turning to face Sarah with a wide smile. She nods eagerly. “That’s me,” she grins. “I’m so excited to dance.”

“Well, great, we love some enthusiasm here,” you say, flashing a smile at Joel. He immediately feels his face heat up. He can’t deny the fact that you are beautiful, he would even go so far to say you’re stunning. He admires the way that your eyes light up when you talk to Sarah, clearly passionate about your job. “Ok, let’s get in a short tour before the rest of the girls get here,” you glance at your watch. “We got about ten minutes.”

Sarah nods eagerly. “Ok, I’m so excited!” She exclaims again.

You show them around the studio, pointing out the main dance floor (obviously), the barre, the bathrooms….there really isn’t much to a dance studio. “And there ya go!” You grin, glancing at your watch again as some girls start to walk into the studio. “Perfect timing.” Sarah bounces up and down excitedly and runs to the other girls, leaving you alone with Joel.

“Hey, I really appreciate this, darlin',” he says softly, smiling at you. “Y'know, for taking her in a class on such a short notice.” God, his eyes alone could make you melt. You instinctively glance at his left hand. No ring.

“It’s my pleasure,” you smile back at him. “I love making kids happy. It’s my passion.”

Joel nods in understanding. “Me too, in a sense,” he nods towards Sarah. “So, are you new to Austin? I swear I would remember a face that pretty if I ever saw it.” Your cheeks immediately flush bright pink. “Yeah, I just moved here about a year ago from Michigan. Looking for a fresh start, y’know?” You lean against the wall, admiring how easy he is to talk to. He nods. “Why’d you come to Texas?” He asks, hoping he’s not prodding too much. “Well, I partially became here because it’s warm, and my boyfriend lives here. Well, my ex, now.”

His eyes brighten slightly as he hears that you’re single. “Well, welcome to Texas. I guess I’ll see you in an hour?” He reaches out his hand to shake yours. You shake his hand, your fingers lingering together for a second before you pull away. “Yep. I guess I should probably start teaching the class,” you laugh, a sweet sound to Joel’s ears.

As soon as Sarah climbs into Joel’s car after the class is over, giddy and happy from the excitement of her first dance class, she punches Joel jokingly on the shoulder. “So, when are you gonna ask her out?” She smirks. Heat immediately rushes to his cheeks, but he keeps his eyes on the road, hoping Sarah won't see it. “Who? I-uh-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Sarah rolls her eyes. “You’re an awful liar, dad. I saw you talking to my dance teacher, all pink and giggly around her.” Joel lets out a defeated sigh. “OK, maybe I think your dance teacher is pretty, but that doesn’t mean anything, okay? Do not tell Uncle Tommy,” he says firmly. Sarah giggles. “I knew it! A few hours later, you're still at the studio, working through a tough turn combo that you came up with. Three a la secondes, three pencil turns, two fouettes, three pirouettes....you're thrown out of your turn when your phone rings, the monotonous tone breaking your concentration. You pick up your phone, eyes widening when you recognize Joel's number. You quickly press accept. "Hey, J- I mean, hello, Hearts and Ribbons dance studio, how can I help you?" You gain your composure quickly, trying to hide that you knew exactly who was calling you. "Hey, sweetheart, this is Joel. The-uh- the new dancer's dad?" You almost laugh at the fact that Joel thought that you would forget him. "I remember you, Joel," you giggle sweetly into the phone. "I'm honored," he responds with mock exaggeration. "Listen, I just wanted to thank you again for today. Sarah is abso-fucking-lutely overjoyed." You laugh. "That's amazing. I'm so glad she's liking it. So I'm guessing she's going to keep taking classes here?" You ask hopefully, secretly crossing your fingers. You'd take any excuse to be with this Joel Miller that you could get. "Oh, absolutely." You can tell Joel hesitates through the phone. "Listen, I-uh-I was just wondering if you'd like to go out for coffee sometime? Just to...you know....talk about Sarah's progress and shit," he mutters nervously into the phone, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yes!" You almost yell into the phone, then take a deep breath to contain yourself. "I-I mean, yeah, of course, Joel. That sounds lovely." Joel laughs into the phone, making the butterflies in your stomach take flight once again. "Sounds good. I was thinking...Saturday morning, say, 10 o'clock? At that new coffee shop downtown." You glance at the calendar on your wall. "Um, I actually have a class then. Could you do twelve and we could get lunch?" "Sounds great, darlin'." The two of you continue to talk for what feels like hours, and when you finally hang up, your heart is giddy with excitement. You turn to look at yourself in the mirror. "Jesus fucking Christ," you mutter to yourself. "Am I really going on a date with the hottest fucking man in Austin? Maybe....maybe he truly does want to do it to talk about Sarah. Don't let 'em get in your head, girl," you scold yourself sternly. After Joel hangs up, he leans back in his chair and runs his hand through his grey-streaked hair. "Was I being too forward?" He thought to himself. "Maybe she thinks I'm some sort of creep. No, she reacted pretty well to me asking her."

Both of you went to bed that night with looming doubts over your head, along with anticipation for Saturday to come.

“Fucking hell,” you mutter to yourself. The numbers 11:43 glare back at you and you still haven’t picked out an outfit.

Finally, finally you settle on slightly baggy jeans paired with a button up, cropped shirt that had a cute tie in the front. A little more skin than you usually show, but you know Joel will appreciate it. Not having time to put on real makeup, you quickly apply some lip gloss and mascara. After triple checking yourself in the mirror, you deem yourself worthy of Joel’s attention. You glance at the clock again. 11:56. You’re definitely going to be late. You throw yourself and your belongings into your car, driving the short ten minutes to the coffee shop. You see Joel already waiting outside, wearing a button down black and green flannel with black pants. You can tell he’s nervous, and you feel bad for being so late.

“Hey,” you call to him, rushing out of your car. “I’m so sorry I was late- I got caught up-“

“Hey, darlin, it’s okay,” he says soothingly, standing up to awkwardly pull your chair away from the table for you. “You look beautiful.”

You giggle, making his heart flutter as you both sit down and pick up a menu. You can’t help but notice how your knees brush together under the table, sending electric shocks through your body with just that simple touch.

“You don’t look so bad yourself, hot stuff,” you grin.

“Me? Hot stuff? I think you got the wrong guy,” Joel laughs, but secretly inside, he was raving at your compliment.

“So, what was it you were wanting to talk about Sarah?” You initiate the conversation after ordering your coffees, an iced caramel macchiato for you and a hot black coffee for Joel.

“Just wanted to see how she’s doing in your class. ‘F she has potential, you know, all those basic ass parent questions that you probably get every day.” He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms in front of him, enhancing his muscular biceps and pecs.

Eyes up, keep your eyes up, you tell yourself.

You laugh easily. “Yeah, I do get that question a lot. But you seem…different. Like you actually care about how your daughter’s doing, unlike some parents who force their kids to dance well so they can win some gold medals. I admire that, Joel.”

Joel feels his cheeks flush as you say that. “I do truly care about Sarah. She’s m’heart and soul, y’know?”

I nod in understanding. “Yeah. I love a lot of my students like they’re my own daughter.” You bite your lip as you try not to smile at the thought of Sarah being your own daughter one day. “Anyways, Sarah is doing great. Even with just having one class, she has a great sense of rhythm and a good concept of the movements it takes to execute dance skills properly. She’s fairly flexible, and with a lot of training she could be one of my top dancers.”

Joel raised an eyebrow, a proud look in his eyes. “That so?” He shakes his head. “That kid is something else, I swear. She’s fucking talented at everything.”

“Well, she had to have gotten her talent from somewhere, huh?” You smirk at Joel. “Are you a dancer? Not that I’m saying you could not be. I think everyone’s a dancer at heart.”

Joel flushes bright red, shaking his head quickly. “No, no. I don’t dance, darlin’.”

“Oh, come on, I’m sure you’re great at it,” you giggle, gently swatting Joel’s shoulder playfully. His skin feels like it was electrified with your touch.

How can a man like someone so much the second time he met them?

“So, tell me about yourself. This is a date, ain’t it?” He asks with a smirk.

You bite your lip, trying to keep yourself from grinning widely. “Yeah, I guess it is. Well, uh, I’m 26, I like to dance-“

“No shit,” Joel interrupts, making you laugh.

“Yeah, I know, crazy, right? Well…let’s see. I moved here from Michigan…you already knew that. I have a dog named Javi, and my favorite color is sage green. I- Jesus, why does it sound like I’m writing my tinder profile?”

Joel smirks. “No need. You got everything you need right here.

You roll your eyes. “Yeah, yeah, whatever.”

“No, I’m serious. You truly are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on, you know that?” He says softly, and you can’t help but notice how his hand scoots closer to yours slightly.

“You’re pretty easy on the eyes yourself,” you joke, but you can’t hide the heat climbing up your cheeks.

“So, what about you? Tell me what you’d put on your Tinder profile.”

You stick your tongue out at him playfully.

He quickly shakes away the thought of that tongue wrapped around his cock, tears dripping from your pretty eyes. “I-uh, well, I’m pretty fucking sexy, so there’s that.”

You roll your eyes. “Ok, ok, I know that, but actually tell me about yourself, you bastard,” you giggle.

“Ok darlin’, I’m a contractor, I have my own business alongside my younger brother Tommy, who got the less handsome gene of the family,” he smirks. “I’m 35, and my favorite color is…red, I guess? I don’t have much time to think about that shit.”

You lean back in your chair, smiling easily at him.

“Fair enough.”

You two continue to talk effortlessly for almost three hours, before finally, you have to leave to go teach an evening class.

“This was so great, Joel,” you grin, standing up to hug him. “I hope we can do this again in the future?”

”Of course, darlin’. I love talkin’ with you, pretty little thing,” he hugs you back, fighting the urge to kiss you on the cheek. “Call me when you get back to the studio, alright?”

“Will do,” you give him a thumbs up before gathering your stuff up from the table.

“See ya, Joel.”

“See ya, darlin.”

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Cross-Checked - Chapter 3

Andy Barber x OFC Leighton "Leia" Andrews

Summary:

Andy Barber is having the best year of his life. His game is on point. It’s gets to play with his best friend and his fiancé just... dumped him?!. 

Reeling from a sudden change in status, Andy decides it’s time to just focus on hockey. Until his best friend's sister comes out with news that rock the entire organizations world., 

Andy has always carried a torch for the untouchable Leighton but in her hour of need, is now the time to shoot and score or risk getting cross - checked again? 

Warnings: Cheating (but not by the MCs); slow burn; friends to lovers eventually; SMUT!; pregnancy; jealousy; handsome goalies, evil exes...

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Previous: It's That Last Step - Leighton

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Chapter 3 – Luke’s Gonna Kill Me - Leighton 

**Six weeks later** 

The season was off to a great start. Andy and Luke had an epic start to the season in light of everything that happened with Craig. Speaking of Craig, he ended up getting traded to Tampa Bay which made Andy extremely happy. From what I heard from some of the WAGs, Fiona refused to move to Florida with him.  So much for true love.  Last I heard, she took a job in New York.  

Good riddance.  

Andy and I had gotten into a good routine once I finished moving in and so far, I love living with my best friend.  As social media director, I got to travel with the team, so I saw Andy and my brother all the time.  It made dealing with the heart ache that much easier. Bret had left an email letting me know where the stuff I didn’t take with me was and that was about it. No groveling, no asking for me to reconsider. Three years together and that was it. I wasn’t sure if I felt relieved, heartbroken or depressed. Yes, when it happened, I cried on Andy’s shoulder but I think it was the shock of Bret asking me to be his little housewife. On well, life moves on. 

The Bruins were three weeks into the season, and I was packing up for a 10-game road trip when I heard the front door slam. Heavy footsteps hit the stairs and my favorite pair of blue eyes were in my doorway. “Hey princess!” 

Yes, I am well aware mat my parents are big Star Wars fans and named their kids Luke and Leia. After I grew up a bit and Luke and Andy had watched said movies, Andy took to calling me "Princess" no matter how much I objected to the name stuck and here we are. 

“Hey Chewy!” If I had to get an awful Star Wars nickname, then so did he 

Andy threw himself onto my bed. “Ready for the road trip?” 

I sighed as I packed the last packing cube into my suitcase. Yes, I was one of those that used packing cubes. I liked to be organized and plan everything out. Sue me. “Almost,” I replied. “Just got to get my carry-on tote.” 

Andy looked over my bags. “How much shit does one girl need?” He lifted out a cube and I yanked it back. 

“Don’t judge me! Not all of us were born devilish good looking in just a button down and jeans. I need to have options.” I put the cube back into its place as I looked over my packing list. 

“Princess, you are just living up to the title now,” Andy said with a laugh. 

I blushed. “One of these days you’ll need a sewing kit and can’t find one and you’ll be crawling to me for help.” I grabbed a pillow and smacked him with. “And If you continue to be mean to me then no chicken parm for you.” 

  Andy perked up. “Chicken parm?” I knew I had him with his favorite meal   

“Yep with home made garlic bread.” 

Andy flopped down with a moan. “What did I do to deserve you?” I giggled as I made check marks on my list. “Like you clean and cook and all I have to do is my own bathroom and laundry and give money for groceries.” 

“It’s Iike having a girlfriend without all the messiness,” I dead panned. I’m not sure why I said it but it pulled at my heart all the shit that Andy had to go through with the spawn of Satan. It also cut me to know that Andy would never see me as anything other than his best friend. I think that stung more. 

“Hey, its not like that, Princess,” Andy started. “You know that I cherish you more than anyone in the world.” He took my hand and kissed my knuckles. “I didn’t mean with anything my comment. I'm saying that living with my best friend has been the greatest time of my life.” 

Goddammit. Why does he have to say shit like that? I give him a soft smile. “Its been the best time for me too, Chewy.” 

Andy bounced out of bed. “Let’s go eat so we head out to the plane.” He placed himself in front of  me and I climbed on his back so he could carry me down stairs. 

As Andy takes out my bag from the trunk, a body slams into me from behind. “Oof!” 

“Hey girl!” I smile at the voice of Bruins trainer and best friend Stella Williams   

“Hey Stel.” I turned as I grabbed my bag. “I’m all set to be stuck on an overnight flight with my best friend and 30 men who have no sense of privacy.”  I gave a big smile to Andy, who rolled his eyes.  

“Yeah, yeah. If I wasn’t aboard, who will protect you from your brother?” My mouth went to argue but he was right.  Dammit. “That’s what i thought.”  

“You know, I hate you sometimes.” I stick my tongue out at him.   

“No, you don’t.” He flashes that fucking smirk that could make a nun swoon.  

I really don’t but I won’t admit it.  I headed to the plane with my head held high, ignoring the laughter coming from Stella and Andy behind me.  

“Hey little sister!” Luke came over and lifted me into a hug. “How are you, Cubby?” 

While Andy called me Princess, Luke called me Cubby as in his baby cub that he took care of.  Made sense since Lukas Andrews was not a small man. Standing 6 foot 1 and easily 230 pounds of solid muscle, Luke was one of the best enforcers for the Bruins. He protected his players, and he learned that by protecting me.  

“Hey Flyboy.” Oh yeah, if Andy and I had Star Wars nick name, then Luke would have one too. Yes, I know, that’s what Leia called Han but Luke had no good nicknames.  We’ve done the research. One weekend, six movies and Andy forever calling himself “General Solo.”  The man has a problem sometimes. “I’m doing good, attempting to control myself from hurting your captain.”  

“What did Andy do now?”  Luke smiled, looking over my shoulder at his best friend. I harrumphed at his attitude and shoved my suitcase in his gut, bending him over with an oof. “What?” 

“Gang up on me and pay the consequences, Flyboy. Just remember who makes you look good on social media so the ladies think they have a chance.” I flash him my “sugary sweet and so innocent smile that you should fear” smile. His smile falls and he swallows.  

“You are scary sometimes, you know that?” 

“I do, and yet, you still gave me your password.”  I flounced away, taking the stairs up the plane to get to my seat.  The plane is divided into three sections.  Coaches and trainers are usually up front, followed by support staff and then the players. Stella and I are the bridge between support and trainers and sit together on the plane.  As I was getting my headphones and book ready for the flight to California, I stopped and said hello to all the players as they walked by. Most just nod or wave, Andy moved to ruffle my head, which I dodged and smacked his hand as he laughed.  I got myself settled, waiting for Stella. 

“Hey Leia,” another voice sounds. I snap my head over to see one of our goalies, Jeremy, stop at my aisle.  

(Meet Jeremy)

“Hi, Jeremy.” I really don’t know what to say.  Jeremy stopping to say hello to me is new, not unwelcome but new.  He is one of the best goalies in the business and well, fuck it, he’s really cute. “Ready for the road trip?” I ask because I have nothing else.  

“Ready! Always wanted to go to Disneyland,” he said with a wink.  

My dead heart beats just a bit faster.  Its been two months since Bret left and I haven’t even thought of another man, besides Andy.  I forgot what it felt like to be flirted with. “That would be cool if we had the time.” I saw Stella board.  “Oops, here comes trouble!” I announce as Stella approaches.  

“I’ll let you get settled.” Jeremy smiles.  “Maybe we can have a drink sometime. See ya Leia, Stella.” He moved on to his seat and I watched as he walked away.  I caught Andy’s face looking at me and for a moment, he looked angry but then he smiled at me, and I knew it was ok.  

“Why was Jeremy Swayman talking with you,” Stella asked. She loved a good romance story.  

I shrugged. “No clue.”  

Thirty minutes later we were in the air and the team manager was going over the schedule for the next ten days.  A ten-day roadie is brutal in the best of times but one with a huge time difference was the worst. The captain announced we were at altitude and shut off the lights in the cabin.  I needed to try and stay awake so I didn’t get jet-lagged and would be able to snap our arrival in San Jose. Suddenly, my stomach twisted.  “Stel, move please?” 

“We haven’t even had anything to drink yet,” she grumbled slowly.  

“Stella, move!” I whisper yelled.  She moved and I raced up the aisle. I made it into the bathroom and heaved everything we had for dinner. I sank to the floor as I tried to breathe through the pain in my stomach and throat. After a few minutes, I was able to get up and wash my face and mouth as best I could.  

“What the hell was that, Leia?” Stella looked me over.  “Girl, you are pale and clammy.”  

“I have no fucking clue, Stel.  My stomach just hurt all of sudden.”  Great, that was the last thing i needed. I didn’t want to be sick while we were in California.  Early November in California still meant great weather and I wanted to take advantage since fall has already made an appearance in Boston. “I hate being sick on the road.” I threw back my head against the head rest.  

“Maybe it's just a one off, Leia.  It happens.  Let’s just wait and see in San Jose.”  

The rest of the flight was fine and traveling to LA meant that it was only three hours from when we took off according to the body clocks.  The guys were headed to the hotel bar, but Stella and I stayed in, reviewing the photos that i took as we left the plane.  

“These are so good, Leia.  Everyone is looking good.  Especially Swayman, Barber and your brother.”  She gives me a smirk while I gag.  

“Gross Stella.  My brother is not hot.” I make a disgusted face as I look at him.  His cocky smile came because I said I would send the photo to Miranda. I shuddered and looked at the photos of Andy.  The guys are required to be dressed in business casual at minimum.  Most are in slacks and a button down, but Andy is never in less than a three piece.  It's his signature fit and let me tell you, I and the rest of the female population, appreciate it. Today’s was a three piece blue pinstripe. Many blessings to his tailor because that suit fits like a glove.  

“You can stop drooling over Barber and tell me what is going on with Swayman.” Stella takes a drink of the wine we brought with us.  

I feel my cheeks burn a little. “I don’t know.  I know the guys know I’m single now because my brother had a big mouth but that thing with Jeremy is new.”  Very new.  As in, what the fuck is going on.  Jeremy is handsome, I would be blind to deny that but I’m just not ready to date. “It's nice though, to be flirted with.” 

“Andy flirts with you all the time,” Stella points out.  

“He does not.  He’s nice because he’s my best friend, my brother’s best friend. It's been that way for years.” Disappointment washes over me.  “Yeah, right would Andy Barber have a thing for me. I mean, let’s check Stella.  I clean for him, he makes me breakfast.  I make dinner, he does dishes.  We are in a mutually beneficial relationship, and not a romantic one.”  

Stella rolls her eyes.  “You are either blind or naive, Andrews. The man is into you.”  

I lay back on the bed with a sigh.  “I wish.  Especially when he is walking around in just a shirt and gray sweatpants. Or in the mornings when he is climbing out of the pool after his swim.”  

“Tell me,” Stella swoons.  “Tell me he had more than six abs.”  

“I will not.  He has six and they are spec-tac-ular.” I went to sit up and that twist happens again, and I run to the bathroom.  Stella follows to hold my hair back as I have my exorcist moment.  Finally, it stops, and I sit back against that bathroom wall.  

Stella gets a washcloth and wets it.  She crouches down and presses it against my forehead, and I moan at how good it feels. “I don’t mean to upset you but is there something you want to tell me?” I look up at my best friend’s eyes. “I mean, could you be pregnant?” 

I laughed a little.  “Stella, be real.  I haven’t had sex since...” and I stop. I count back and realize that I didn’t have a cycle and I’m late for this month. “Oh, shit.”  

I think Stella can see the panic on my face. “Ok, relax. I’m going to the corner market, and I’ll be right back.  It's gonna be ok. Can I leave you here and promise you won’t do anything drastic?”  I nod because I really can’t say anything. She leaves and I’m alone.  

Why the fuck didn’t I notice before? I mean, I guess the stress of the break up and the move took its toll.  Add on that and work and of course I wouldn’t have notice.  Bret was hyper aware when it was time because he liked to schedule his work trips around it.  He didn’t want to be around for the inevitable break downs and cravings of having your period.  God, he was such a jerk.  Thinking of him made me think of when this possibly could have happened. And it hits me. It had been around Labor Day, and we were fooling around before his work trip. I was that 0.03% of woman who have her contraception fail.  

Stella walks back a moment later and hands me a test.  I stare at it like it's a snake ready to strike my hand and I look up at Stella.  “The faster you do this the faster you can either panic or party.  It's up to you.”  

She’s right and I hate it.  I pee on the stick and set it on its wrapping on the counter.  I walk out and chug about half a gallon of water, in fear, I think. “What am I going to do?” 

“Not yet,” she says. We sit there in silence as we wait for the longest three minutes of my life.  I’m not sure if I want it to be positive.  Yes, I’ve always wanted kids.  But I thought I would be married and happy. I’m happy but I live with my brother’s best friend and what if he doesn't want kids in his home?  What if he asks me to leave? I know my brother would take me in but who really wants to live with their brother?  Miranda just moved in. Stella’s phone beeps and I look at her. “Ready?” 

“No.” She looks at me with her threatening face, which is terrifying by the way, and she points to the bathroom.  I get up, my legs shaking and head to the counter.  

“What am i going to do Stella?” We’re sitting at the restaurant in the hotel the next morning. I’m hungry, which is a nice change from being nauseous.  

“Let’s get through the road trip and then we will plan and worry.”  Stella slathered her toast in jam and then dunks it in her over-easy eggs.  

“If you want me to throw up, do that again,” I say with a gag.  I concentrate on my scrambled eggs and toast for a few minutes.  "Can I just say, I really have no idea how I’m going to tell my brother. He is going to lose his shit,” I stop and blurt.  “I don’t know how I’m going to tell Andy.” 

“Tell me what?”  

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OH MY GOD I FINALLY WATCHED MUTANT MAYHEM AND DJJSAJJSNSNFHXJDJ

queue the ramble :) (also yes spoilers)

I’m so so happy being able to take off mutant mayhem filters NOW I CAN BASK IN THE FANART YES YESBEYYEYSYSYSYSA

Ok so like I pulled up right and I knew it was gon be GOOD, but IT WAS GOODER THAT GOOD???? After I watched rise I was like mkmk yea there’s NO WAY they can make them more teenager-y But they Did.

My friend my love told me that they told the VA to change the script if they wanted to and if they thought it was more relevant and honestly? BEST DECISION EVER

U can feel however u want abt the movie but I will Fight You about the relevancy of it so bad, like something that media tends to focus on capturing is the Present, the feeling of the very moment “insert thing” happens, and the relevancy of certain situations in certain times. It’s the very reason why nostalgia hits so hard, because it is capturing the feeling of being right there in that moment, and so effortlessly

That’s what I felt watching the movie, THEY LITERALLT SAID RIZZ AND SUS, and I never in my LIFE thought I’d hear that in an ACTUAL OFFICIAL MOVIE, I just KNOW history scholars are gonna psycho analyze every reference they make

ALSO I ADORE SPLINTER SO SO SO MUCHANJAJASJKEKNX, I love seeing just-became-a-father splinter it’s AKJSNDNX. I really really love the angle they took with him, and him seeing himself reflected in superfly and how being so strict hurts his kids because it doesn’t let them explore options or themselves fully, even if he really does think he’s right

ALSO HIM AND SCUMBAG AKAJNSNSNX IT WAS SO CUTEEEE IT KILLED MEEE

AND OH GOD near the end when superfly had the turtles and was abt to like snap them and I saw the broken shells I, no kidding, screamed. THE AMOUNT OF ANGST IVE CONSUMED THAT HAS HAD BROKEN SHELLS AS ONE OF ITS MAIN PLOTS AOQJJWNSNX, it was WILDDD having it canon ngl

Overall all the characters, like every single one, felt so fleshed out and real, it was genuinely so refreshing. I love how media now focuses on capturing raw human states instead of the heavily filtered beauty standard that our societies have for so long clung to. I think future generations being able to see that will really heal some of the damage being “chronically online” can cause

April had SUCH GOOD STYLE and I loved her :) because the plot was so heavy I almost expected a lot of the characters to not have an arc at all, so I was real surprised when splinter and April realized what they did was hurting ppl. The writers were REAL good at keep the plot semi-un-crowded despite how much was going on

Again, THE HUMOR WAS SO SO PRESENT DAY AKAJWJENNX

I loved Raph LIKE ALWAYS and how they made him an angry mf w/o making it against his brothers, and just making it as just how he is, I thought it was so nice to have an iteration where he keeps his spark without making it harmful to those he cares abt (his outfit at the end was so very fire it was my fav)

Mikey was so so sweet, I love whenever he’s both a goofy goober but also one of the most empathetic ones, the hope and kindness in his eyes <33

DONNIE WAS SO RADDDD, the VA did SUCH a good job, he has my fav voice and overall he was so cool in character too, freaking out abt the attack on titan doodle was so me and I love seeing a representation of what non-toxic fandom looks like that wasn’t seen as a problem or as meant to be looked down on, bro just loves k-pop and anime!!!

Leo was AMAZINFGGGT, they kept his leader persona and his want to take responsibility and decency without making him an ass !!! And for someone who grew up with 2012 Leo that’s something I was REALLY at awe at

It’s also the first turtle x human ship i don’t hate, they didn’t make Leo be CREEPY ASF LIKE W 2012 DONNIE, but he was still a hormonal teenager having a real crush and they were still friends

I also loved lizard dude

Superfly character was so rad too, the way he spoke and carried himself was really interesting to look at and I thought it was so cool, I love villains that have actual stories, AND BABY HIM WAS SO CUTEEEEE, wish we got more sibling content on him and his crew tho, but that’s very me nitpicking

Splinter cracking his back remind me of “BUMBUMBUM BUM BUM BUM!”

I love when tmnt doesn’t do orientalism :))) it’s very hard to avoid in iterations cause of the very foundation of tmnt, but I take it as a major W whenever we get a decent story(USUALLY AMAZING STORIES) that doesn’t rely on “oooohhhh mystery ninja stuff ooooooo” to make a compelling “aesthetic”

I also loved how Baxter stockman looked, and the turtle tots, the animation was OUT OF THIS WORLDDD, I rlly love how, as artists, we accept more diverse styles rather than just sticking to realism being the standard, because it allows for stuff like this to happen!!! And the scribbles added so much to the world ownqnnsndndjxjx I’ll rewatch it over and over again just for the art style

And also when Leo call himself leon IT MADE ME SO HAPPY BC LIKE LEO IN RISE LIKES LEON TOO IT FELT LIKE A WINK WINK SKSNSNWNMSND not sure if it was tho but it was me giggling and kicking my feet

The plot itself was so good too in the way that it applies to more than mutants, the seeking of acceptance is something really really relatable in so many contexts: neurodivergence, queerness, immigration, and so so so much more????? It’s one of my fav things of most tmnt iterations, its themes carry on to other contexts, not just to the specific story being told. This is what leads it to being so attractive to so many audiences

The music was very atsv and I thought it was so rad, it’s always nice to watch a movie that has that kinda soundtrack, especially in urban settings it’s a lot more fitting than an orchestra (sometimes, or at least I think)

By the time me movie was over with the BADASS SHREDDER APPEARANCE I lost control of my body and was just happy stimming violently and my friends just kinda 🧍‍♂️ at me, and they got the same rant u just read but even more messy, if that’s possible

I’m proud to have mutant mayhem as an official tmnt iteration, and I’m proud of the work that’s been done, and I hope to in the future maybe somehow contribute to a version too!!

I didn’t revise this, and it’s very messy, and I doubt I’ll go back and fix it, but it’s just beginning thoughts :D if you actually read this far thank you and I love you

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Rachel Daly x Reader

Part Nine - Brighter Days

Posted: 20/03/23 Edited: 13/08/23

Stirring awake to the sound of Rachel placing a cuppa on the bedside table beside you then feeling the mattress dip as she crawled into bed, you could have thought you were still dreaming. Sliding one arm underneath your neck and wrapping the other around your waist, she pulled you into her as you rolled over to lay on her chest. “Stay at mine tomorrow? Mum’s at her boyfriends so I’ll be alone” you hummed in contentment. “We can’t have that can we?” she said cupping your cheek and leaning in for a kiss. “I can introduce you to the rest of the family and show you round my end?” you suggested. “Sounds perfect darlin” she smiled, still clutching your face and kissing the the tip of your nose in response. You reluctantly rolled out of bed and got ready to leave, saying goodbye at the front door. “I’ll miss you, this is our first night apart” Rachel pined leaning on the door frame, “you’re gonna have a great day with Millie” wrapping your arms around each other to share a passionate goodbye kiss. Rach opened the door and as you walked out screamed so loud you probably woke all her neighbours up, Millie was standing right outside and jump scared you both, camera rolling and in hysterics. Clutching your heart, you smacked her arm “it’s was too early for your shit Mills!” still trying to get your heart rate back into double figures. “Well you two have a good day! You better not post that!” rolling your eyes as you left in your car.

At work you asked for holiday for the World Cup, your manager being Georgia allowed you to use all your annual leave so you could go to the entirety of the tournament. She also allowed you to work from home for the remainder of your shifts knowing it was a long journey from where you’ve been staying for the past few weeks. It was such a benefit that your best friend got the managers position last year! You spent the day sort of working but mostly gossiping with your pals then headed home to your mum’s, spending the evening watching films together and ordered a take away. In bed you flicked through Tiktok spotting that Daly Brightness had posted a new video of them dancing for the first time in a year, they both looked ridiculous which made you laugh. “You both give me life 😂💜💙” you commented before going to sleep.

Katie picked you up the next day for your last day of work at the office. You completed absolutely nothing and spent all your time online shopping for clothes for Australia and discussing everything with your girls. Checking your phone at lunch to see you had a new notification ‘Rachel Daly posted a new photo’ pop up, clicking on it to see she had posted the photo of you leading her out onto the pitch from the photo shoot before the Brazil game with the caption “had the best mascot last night 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿❤️” the photo was of the back of you and holding Rachel’s hand was the main focus with your Daly shirt fuzzy in the background. You text her instead of commenting anything “you’re the cutest 💖🤭” you sent, “besotted 😉💜” she replied.

A few hours later you were packing up your stuff ready to leave the office for the last time, you were gonna miss the girls but you knew you’d talk everyday. Hugging them goodbye at the door Georgia spotted something over your shoulder and nodded in that direction. Turning around to see Rach in the car park, leaning against her car, one foot resting on the bonnet with her hands full of flowers. “You’ve got a good’un there (y/n)” Katie nudged you, both your friends were so happy you’d finally found someone worthy of your love. As you walked down the metal staircase they leant over the balcony squealing as they watched you go. Running across the road to greet her and launching yourself into her arms, she grabbed you around the waste spinning you round. Placing you down she arched your back to kiss you like in a movie, you’re sure she was just putting on a show for the girls who were clapping and squealing as she passed you the flowers. “Throw the bouquet!” they shouted “I feel like we need confetti!” You both laughed and waved up to them, “ we love you!!!!” they screamed as Rach helped you into the car “they seem excited” she smiled as her hand clutched your thigh. Gazing up at your best friends you couldn’t believe how perfect your life was, “they are” you replied coyly, not wanting to let out the secret that you’re going to Australia with her.

Directing her back to your mum’s house, you got changed then went to meet your grandparents who had put on a spread for tea, they always make an effort for guests no matter who it is. The way Rachel interacted with them made your heart happy, sitting back to admire her playing a very competitive game of scrabble with your grandad while you showed your granny pictures of your adventures. After leaving your grandparents house you directed her to the edge of town and along a quiet road which sat high upon the rest of the area. Pulling up in the darkness all the lights were glistening in the distance, this time you opened the door for Rachel and lead her hand in hand to a bench between two trees. It can’t be seen from the road and only locals know it’s there, it had the perfect view over looking the town that was sparkling against the night sky. You spoke about growing up there, your parents breaking up which still makes you sad sometimes but your mum’s engaged again and planning a wedding for next year. You spoke about her day with Millie and the fun they got up to, Rach asked if you managed to book annual leave but you said you have to wait to see if it’s approved. You wanted to do something special when you tell her the news. Knowing your mum is getting married again, she asked about your dad. “I’ll show you” getting back in the car and directing her to to the restaurant your dad owns nearby for a quick snack and a catch up with him before heading home.

Rach found herself some PJs out of your drawer and used your toothbrush before joining you in the bedroom. “I’ve gotta go to St James Park to do some promo with the team for the Arnold Clark Cup in the morning, I probably won’t be here when you wake up so…” she said while rummaging in her bag “will you meet me back home?” as she held out her hand with a key attached to an Aston Villa keyring. Glancing from her hand to her face your eyebrows raised with surprise. “I know you don’t want to leave your mum’s yet but there’s no harm having a key is there?” she looked down to her feet as shyness took over her usually confident demeanour. You shook your head as your smile widened, taking the key from her hand and kissing her softly on the cheek. As you crawled into bed together you spooned while watching the TV until you both fell asleep with your arms wrapped around each other.

Part Ten - What Are You Scared Of? 🔞

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// How Horropedia & Philocalist(my OC) first met

Note// Canon x OC. In my main blog, I did say I was gonna write it here lol

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Mm... Another morning, another tomorrow.

The ravenette with the black face mask who just happened to wake up from her idling mode is Philocalist.... Why Philocalist?

As a way to keep her personal name a secret, Vertin named her, after the flower entity's creator dropped off the ravenette when she was still in the state of a flower pot.

Vertin asked Philocalist to escort her and Sonetto to the St. Pavlov Foundation so she gladly served them under her protection.

That's why she is here in this world... to serve Vertin by her creator's orders.

Her creator and Vertin happen to be closed friends despite being "business partners", Philocalist witnessed their conversation herself about how they both grab each other's hands tenderly as a way to say goodbye... her creator planting a gentle kiss on Philocalist's petal before departing through a portal.

Even once arriving at the location and having to wait for the pair to finish what they need to do, the flower one finds herself in the middle of an artist's block, her digital drawing pad resting on her lap with a bright screen on as she is sitting on the stairs of the St. Pavlov Foundation's heaquarters..-

Why does this always happen to people? What did the artist block even do to her? She even planned to write something awhile ago, but writer's block got to her soon after writing only 3 paragraphs of a mystery genre story she came up-

'The only way to wiggle it out is look around... and find an object of focus.' She mentally notes as she sighs, before looking at the design the ceiling and then studying the structure of the hallways.

Ahh.... She cannot help but admit how well designed the floors and the walls look in the establishment. She can only connect the design with only one certain monochromic building that she have saw once in Manhattan...

Having to try and study some digital architecture sketch, she observes the shape and value of the walls, pillars, and the floors lighting before trying to capture them all in one screen with her pen.

In the process, Philocalist wonders if she should sketch the small cameos of Vertin and Sonetto...- wondering if that would make their day.

She then looks up to where Vertin is, her temporary guardian, who seems to be discussing with Sonetto matters about some kind of a letter from a stranger that was found today...she sadly cannot help them as she is not even a local to be familiarized with the maps. Just it’s history.

She then stares off for a bit on where the 2 ladies are who seem to happen to bump into a brunette man with a pretty tall stature- His posture seems to resemble a shrimp.

He is also wearing glasses- wait... those glasses seem familiar. As if she has seen it from one of those movies she watched.

Was it the "X-Ray Monkeyman"???

Philocalist would probably be wrong- but if she has the permission to talk to other arcanists in this organization, maybe she will go and ask the man.

But... oh... dear.

He looks... interesting. A perfect subject to study on that seems too good to be real.

He seems eccentric. His crooked glasses and demeanor. The way he moves his hands as he speaks and moving his mouth to form words- despite that she can only catch like 80% of what he says, being a bit far from the group...

It seems she got saved entirely for now.

Slowly, the digital artist finds herself completing the blank space of the background with the silhouette of her 2 friends, along with the figure of the mysterious man with glasses. Philocalist later happen to learn that he is also known as... "Horropedia", despite that she also got the suspicion that he has a name he doesn't want to be addressed by Vertin for some reason-

Oh, Ms. Tooth Fairy joined in the conversation as well. Interesting.

Philocalist erases a certain space of the background of her drawing before quickly replacing the blank with a cameo of the dentist

But well... The artist will have to go and ask Madam Z about the strange man that Tooth Fairy seems to know him as well- ... Madam Z is the nice lady with glasses who gives her stashes of candies whenever she visits her. Despite that the plant arcanist is in her early 20s, the physicist keeps taking her as a "sweet child of a flower"...

Meanwhile, Horropedia has just finished telling a certain updated story about a Campsite... before sensing someone staring from afar. He glances through Vertin's back to see a lady sitting on the stairs, looking so calm as she switches between glancing at the group and going back to her drawing pad to capture their features...

"Who is that?" Horropedia says as he notices the unfamiliar technological device the stranger is using, "I almost thought I have seen a ghost- but is just a doll.."

"Mm?," Vertin hums before following his gaze to where Philocalist is, "Oh, she is not a doll.. I have her under my wing and kept her as my security escort."

"She is reliable when it comes to security," Sonetto agrees with the Timekeeper's statement.

"...What's her name?" Horropedia hasn't stopped looking at the artist with an unreadable look.

"We call her Philocalist," Vertin simply answers... crossing her arms as she studies Horropedia's strange reaction.

Just after hearing that, Horropedia automatically seems to start walking towards the oblivious ravenette- raising confusion to the other 3 ladies.

"...I can already sense their first embrace." Tooth Fairy calmly says with a smile.

"R-Really?," Sonetto asks in confusion, worried that Horropedia might scare Philocalist away instead.

"Is alright, Sonetto... our girl is strong, and horror-proof." Vertin rassures calmly as she still glances at the pair along.

While Philocalist was having a train of thoughts, she couldn't get the chance to process from hearing footsteps approaching her.

Just as a shadow looms over her, that's when starts to look up while pausing from coloring the certain silhouette of a brunette...

Which happens to have caught her staring.

'Oh... oopsie.' Philocalist mentally panics once making eye-contact with Horropedia by accident before looking everywhere that is not his face, out of habit.

"Is that a drawing of me?" The horror fanatic asks as he merely gives the other a dork grin. "It's weird to stare at people, you know."

From her point of view, he looks intimidating through this angle due to his height--- while she looks like a tiny creature beneath him.

Nonetheless, despite Philocalist feeling this sense to hide away slowly; she manages to stay calm as usual.

"Yes... sorry." She responds, apologizing as she realizes she is drawing a cameo of a stranger- "I wanted to capture the scenery.... the lighting seems perfect. I.. Didn't have the heart to remove you, Ms. Vertin, and Ms. Sonetto from the frame..."

In the digital drawing, it seems like his face is covered with a thick cross line. As if meaning to hide his facial identity respectfully. It strange to see that the figures' face that were passing by in the drawing were also crossed(Philocalist happen to have a picture memory by only one glance if she manages to catch them walking by). Except Vertin and Sonetto, who happen to be the only ones Philocalist knows they are okay with her drawing their faces.

Even after answering him and trying to resume on her drawing, the beautiful stranger just happen to give himself freedom to sit next to the digital artist. He continues to look at what's on her drawing pad. She may not be facing him directly, but she can sense that his eyes are also burning her skull with curiousity-- what a familiar yet overwhelming feeling...;;;

Only a few seconds have passed, but Horropedia decides to chirp once again.

"You even draw the background and added lighting to it! I never expect someone to be this talented- also why is my face crossed out in the drawing like the others except Tooth Fairy, Vertin and Sonetto???" Horropedia blabs as he studies closely at the pad that is now zoom out. Not taking much in mind by the fact Philocalist seems to have her left hand trembling as she uses it to hold the apple pen.

"... Ms. Vertin, Ms. Tooth Fairy, and Ms. Sonetto gave me consent to draw their faces, I don't like giving out strangers' facial identities... Drawing people is like taking photos of them." She politely answers, her voice passive, soft, and quiet. Yet, her face didn't show anxiety, unless the mask is hiding it.

"I don't know anyone here besides the two ladies you talked- and señorita Tooth Fairy. I hope I haven't trespass your privacy." She apologizes once again.

"Oh... No no no! I'm actually alright. I truly understand, I honestly find it fascinating the way you draw people, as if the drawing tells how you see peers and strangers. You even managed to picture them clearly! I think I even recognize some of them just by the clothing and hair...-" Horropedia assures surprisingly before muttering the last part. He then hands out his hand for a handshake. As if meaning to start a proper introduction.

"Actually, I don't mind you drawing my face... I'm Horropedia! You must be "Philocalist", pretty cool name."

"...?" Philocalist blinks before stopping to take a glance at the gloved hand. Before accepting the handshake with her unoccupied hand, "Oh, pleasure to meet you... señor Horropedia."

"Horropedia. " He repeats.

"Señor Horropedia." Philocalist repeats too.

"It's Horropedia....

Just call me that, and I'll be there."

He jokingly replies. Causing Philocalist to suddenly spill a giggle.

"Alright... Horropedia." She obliges with a sweet twinkle in her eyes. Strangely warming Horropedia, he can't help but mirror her eyes too for a bit.

"That’s the spirit." He chirps.

Horropedia's face then quickly morphs into one of realization.

"Oh! If you ever ask how I know your name, is because the "great" Vertin told me,” Horropedia suddenly points out before gesturing at the said grey-haired woman from the background, who seems to be still talking with Sonetto but also watching the pair from the corner of her eyes like a blank eagle. “I was about to ask you if you want to join us.”

Is this... Guardian instincts? Well, thank you Ms. Vertin- Now this guy's knows her and she doesn't know what else to do. (Especially the fact that she barely interacts with guys before since her arrival-).

"Oh, I see now..." The girl with the face mask nods, "I... I guess I have to somehow restore your facial expressions-"

Philocalist was about to finish her sentence until she stops to catch the female pair from her corner of her eyes. Who seem be now approaching them woth a familar woman, Tooth Fairy. This seems to cue that they'realready done with collecting what they need to know.

"-Well, In a different time, of course... and yes, I don’t mind." Philocalist now lowky finishes her phrases as a hint of change. Before waving at the girls once she fully faces then, "Hello... anything new?"

"We took time hearing Mr. Horropedia's story about a campsite called Green Lake... which is suspected to be haunted." Vertin explains, "Ms. Tooth Fairy explained otherwise that it's hard to wipe out the young campers easily, because it was also used as a military site for the Youth Force."

"Oh, so señorita Tooth Fairy came back from the trip?" Philocalist walks in to hug her dear senior, Tooth Fairy, as a way to say welcome back.

In response, Tooth Fairy laughs softly before returning the lovely hug like how a mother embraces a little one. Unknowingly, Horropedia feels a light feeling on his stomach by the sight of the twinkling eyes Philocalist is giving to the woman she is holding.

"I’ve rerouted for a new destination

.. My companion suggested to come back to the Foundation first, so I came back earlier." Tooth Fairy explains to the young girl. Before looking at the others.

"Anything wrong with the original destitation?" Vertin asks.

"It's fine, and safe... However, knowing from the myths and danger in the new route, I learn that there once lived many adolescents, Tooth Fairy replies, "With any luck, I will embrace a harvest of baby teeth."

"...That’s wonderful." Philocalist vaguely seems to be smiling at the said woman with braces gratefully,

"No way... The place you are hearing is-" Vertin starts.

"Yes. The Green Lake Campsite." Tooth Fairy nods.

"But... wasn't it a story? A story made up by Mr. Horropedia?"

"He just made up a part of it... Such as the blody hand underneath the bed and the midnight screaming..." Philocalist points out, who seems to be familiarized with the history as well but feeling sorry as sge notices Sonetto's same scared look she has as the one minutes ago, "The rest is exactly the same as i know... unfortunately."

"But... if it was a training base... It's almost impossible for the Youth Force to be.." Sonetto trembly says.

"It proves that the Green Lake Campsite is out of this world... a place worth visiting, Tooth Fairy calmly says.

"You're 3 minutes and 15 seconds late, Miss Tooth Fairy." Horropedia says, "No worries, I didn't waste my time waiting."

'So señor Horropedia is señorita Tooth Fair's said partner,' Philocalist points out internally.

"We need more people to join us. Angie and Dolf have turned me down, but Vertin and Sonetto haven't walled away yet. I'm trying to win them over- I think I'm almost there. They already seem attracted to the Green Lake campsite, so we are starting off soon!-" Horropedia excitedly takes out his gun with a hopeful smile before looking back at Philocalist, "Oh, and I was about to ask if you want to join us too! The more the merrier."

"Oh..? Ah..." Philocalist wears a tiny skeptical look, looking at Vertin and Sonetto if they even said yes to the invitation. "If Vertin and Sonetto is up for it 100%, of course."

"Attracted?! Pardon me, Jo- ... Mr. Horropedia. We did not plan to go there, and we certainly do not feel any strong attraction to that place!"

Sonetto protests as she trembly comes to hold Philocalist's hand and squeezing it as means of comfort. Who innocently just squeeze her hand back in return after separating from Tooth Fairy.

"Oh? Really? But Vertin and Philocalist seem to be very attracted. Or am I mistaken about the look on their faces?" Horropedia replies as he focuses his gaze on Philocalist after noticing the hand holding for a millisecond.

"Timekeeper..? Philocalist..?" Sonetto quietly asks as she looks back at the 2 ladies. Vertin having a blank look as usual. Philocalist merely playing with Sonetto's fingers wanderlessly in her unoccupied hand, drawing pad clenched firmly in the other.

"I am kind of attracted, indeed." The English lady agrees.

"If Vertin agrees, I'm happy..." Philocalist strangely replies, "The location seems interesting enough for a journal entry... It might give me some inspiration. "

'I once tried to explore a campsite from the Soviet Union era- hope that's not weird.' Philocalist internally thinks.

"See that? I am right." Horropedia says with a victorious grin. Now having his turn to throw big pats on Philocalist's shoulder, who squeaks quietly by it. Yet not flinching away either.

The brunette with glasses seems more happy now...

...Philocalist feels funny.

"I'm glad to see you in an adventuous spirit, Ms Vertin, Philocalist. " Tooth Fairy says with a smile through her braces.

It is decided, then.

"Great! Take your suitcase, pack your clothes, don't forget to bring two novels to kill time." Horropedia advice as he readies his equipment.

Philocalist can only stand there as she takes another glance at her drawing pad.. it's the only thing thay she has with her.

"Now, let's take the hands of our three new partners. Journey on!" The horror fanatic cheers.

Before Horropedia gets to hold hands with Philocalist, Vertin throws a quick glance with her who immediately got the message. Quickly turning herself into a camellia flowerpot that is just standing on the floor. Not sparing the time to notice Horropedia's intentions.

"Philo- huh?" Horropedia turns to look midway. The flower pot as his hand was stretched out midway.

"We tend to bring her along this way to occupy less space." Sonetto replies as she smiles warmly at how adorable Philocalist can be in her flower pot form, now holding her carefully in her hands.

"Ah.. Fascinating." The guy in glasses mutters as he studies the flower that is in the ginger's hold. Starting to grown even more fascinated by the "mysterious" Philocalist.

"Hey? I'm not sure if you can actually hear me in this state but- don't forget to finish drawing my face as we get there." Horropedia pushes teasingly at supposedly Philocalist, before hearing the ring emitted by the plant. As if it's saying "I will..."

'Mm... She is not a doll... but a beautiful flower meant to behold.'

Horropedia thinks without a second thought, wearing a goofy smile at the plant as Sonetto and Vertin are looking weird at him.

This might be the start of these two's fascination towards one another... it can even be deeper than that.

#reverse: 1999 #reverse 1999 #horropedia #r1999 #// oc content

[sir-adamus]

the complaints about JL x RWBY always bring up ‘oh but it’s not gonna be canon so what’s the point? it should be something Important like the STRQ backstory/Summer’s final mission/adapt one of the novels etc’ and it’s like

that’s shit that should be in the show

this is a movie - it’s meant to reach a wider audience. why fucking market a RWBY movie if RWBY is not the central focus? and who’s that going to appeal to other than fans who are already going to watch it?

you don’t go into a movie for a series expecting it to give you Deep Lore or Huge Character Reveals - you go in for a fun time with characters you enjoy for 90 minutes to two hours. things are allowed to just be fun

fuck this is how most anime movies operate - mostly disconnected from the series’ main plot for an hour or so of higher budget animation and forgettable movie villains, because it’s fun and it’s not meant to be anything more. why would RWBY be the exception?

#RWBY #Justice League x RWBY #like my god THINK for two minutes #instead of whining about not getting something you were never promised in the first place