#the moment we’ve all been waiting for😌

[blimbosworlddd]

Nirvana: A Rock Lee Fic (Chapter 4)

Summary: Your dating life is terrible. Your friends’ marriage is fantastic. Your career as a medic is doing great, though. But you aren’t happy. However, after one quick trip to the Mighty Rock Dojo, you stumble upon the most magnificent man you’ve ever met- the taijutsu master- Rock Lee.

Notes: slow burn fic, afab/fem/black reader.

Warnings: Mentions of sex, (light) descriptions of blood and violence, usage of the N word. The reader and Lee are in their 20s but virtually any age group that is 18 and up can enjoy this story. Again 18+, minors do not interact… pls.

Word count: 6.3k

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Shikamaru loves his late father’s lighter. At the tender age of seventeen, he found it in one of his coat pockets in the closet after his funeral. It’s one of those old school classic lighters that you flick open, and is the only one he uses to smoke. A morning glory flower is engraved into the sleek silver, and it’s the same flower that Shikamaru orders in his wife’s bouquets. Sometimes he doesn’t even use his lighter for smoking. He’ll just stare at it or keep it in his fist, rubbing the smooth round edges to ground him when logic and practicality no longer pay for his taxing burdens.

Like how he’s doing now: balled up hand caging the lighter in his left pocket while the other uses gestures to emphasize on important phrases when explaining to a couple why buying this mini-mansion would be beneficial for their lives. The words he finesses them with make up for almost any preconceived concern that they may have with the property, his gravelly tone carrying the undeniable confidence necessary to sell it.

The three stroll through the hallways, and the couple takes in the interior that they imagine looking at for the rest of their lives. The wife is beaming, running her fingers across the lustrous wallpaper while also investing her attention on the little history lesson Shikamaru was teaching about the house. The husband nods along to the story wordlessly, grabbing his woman’s hand as they follow the real estate agent into the kitchen.

He’s not really feeling how loudly the wood creaks beneath his feet, or how the cabinets in the kitchen are wooden despite the variety of building materials that adorn this establishment. However, Shikamaru isn’t paid to do nothing. So he turns around, releases the lighter in his pocket and raises both his hands to stop the customers.

“The intramural design of this house is pretty old, I’ll admit. But one of our most trusted general contractors is already drafting the modern upgrade of the interior.”

The husband raises a brow. “Such as?”

“Glad you asked.” He walks by the marble counters and opens one of the cabinets. “Why have wooden cabinets when there are significantly more durable options? Our contractor can laminate a sheet of acrylic or stainless steel over the medium-density fiberboard.”

Shikamaru leans on the countertop. “It's your choice, of course, but acrylic is susceptible to scratches.”

The wife hums in thought, realizing she hadn’t noticed the material of the cabinets until now. She feels her man let go of her hand, the chill air hitting her moistened palm. He clears his throat.

“Okay, but-“

Shika’s cold, sharp eyes quietly welcome the man with his full attention.

“How much will the installment cost? And what can we do about these creaky wooden floors? Will that also add to the price?”

“Nope.” Shika doesn’t miss a beat, lightly pushing himself off the marble. “Since our contractor has been working on this project before you found it, you won’t be paying for any upgrades on their behalf. S’just how we do business.”

The wife’s eyes crinkle in relief, hooking her elbow with her husband’s so she can rest her cheek on his shoulder.

“Does this apply to ordering a security system?” The husband continues.

“Well… no. You’ll hafta pay for that since it’s not a part of-“

Shika’s phone vibrates in his back pocket like a war cry in a distant battle zone. It’s on silent mode for obvious reasons, but his intuition tells him it’s a call he shouldn’t ignore. And he never ignores his gut. So, he excuses himself for a millisecond only to check who could be calling.

It’s his own wife.

What does this woman want? He thinks. I’m about to sell this house in fifteen minutes anyway. She can wait.

He turns off his phone, facing the couple whispering lowly to each other with approving nods and content-laced grins.

“Sorry about that.” He sighs. “Where were we?”

-

>>Your call has been forwarded to an au-

Temari shuts off her phone, eyebrows pinching into a soft cringe as she glares at the black screen.

This is the third time her husband hasn’t answered her calls, what’s worse is that they’ve barely seen or even interacted with each other in the last couple weeks. He always excused it with ‘gotta sell another house” or “too tired, we’ll talk later” or toe curling sex like that’s enough justification to shut her up. But Temari shuts up when Temari wants to shut up, and Temari once again may hafta spend another day sleeping on their shared california king bed without Temari’s man.

The exhausted woman scoffs, tossing her device on the couch as she slouches to reach the TV remote. The screen illuminates with the press of a button, and the channel displays a reality show. Images of a bunch of older women are raising their drinks in a toast to celebrate whatever the fuck, and it made Temari think of you. It made her think of how good of a listener you are, how affirming and supportive you get when she struggles in any aspect. She thinks of the first day you both met at a graduation party in college. You complimented her spiky ponytails. You both were pretty much inseparable ever since.

Y’all haven’t had a proper hang out since she and Shika took you to the dojo, maybe some girl time could give her a less jaded outlook on the situation. Of course things change, and you can’t hang out with friends as much as you used to. But you can try.

I’ll reach out later, she thinks.

💚

Today is Veteran’s Day, Lee is at a restaurant eating with his sensei, Might Guy, and Neji. They’re celebrating Guy’s survival of the Fourth Great War, so it’s not surprising that he and Neji have downed a couple shots of whiskey. Lee, on the other hand, contently sips on his humble glass of cranberry juice from a squiggly straw.

“And so get this,” Neji chuckles, talking as if his face isn't beet red with liquor. “He puts slippers on her feet like she's Cinderella, and then she thanks him with the most unamused tone possible and walks away with a face so lifeless you could mistake her for a mannequin.”

Guy Sensei cackles and slaps an open palm on the table. Lee pouts, shooting Neji the sassiest side-eye he can muster at his stupid humor, but his friend just ignores him while slurping on some ramen. Lee hums, gently placing his glass cup down before resting his chin on his folded hands.

“And yet she's the same woman who agreed to go on a date with me tomorrow.”

Guy Sensei drops his jaw with a gasp and Neji drops his chopsticks.

“And you're telling us this now?” Neji glares at him, but there's no real irritation in his tone. His eyes glow with pride for his friend.

Guy Sensei rests a hand on Lee’s shoulder, a serious expression adorning his face.

“I know I never really bothered teaching you how to love a woman.” His demanding voice carried subtle waves of regret and faith. “But despite all that you've been through, you taught yourself how to do it. That's how I know you've always had it in you. I'm proud of you, my boy.”

Lee turns to Neji who closes his eyes with a knowing smile, and feels his own lips wobbling into one as well.

“Th-thanks Guy Sensei. I think I hit the jackpot with this one!”

Guy leans his back into his wheelchair with a hand rubbing his chin.

“I’m glad,” he grumbles. “Tenten’s lost her choke hold on you, I see.”

Neji’s eyes rip open, his smile melting away. He snaps his head to Lee, who’s already frowning while his eyes go blank. Guy catches onto the shift in the aura, watching his student’s depressing reaction with subtle horror.

“I’m sorry Lee,” Guy sighs guiltily. “I thought you were over her.”

Lee lowers his unfolding hands from his chin. No one’s mentioned my ex-fiance in years, he thinks. I thought I was over her too. He inhales deeply and takes a swig from his cranberry juice instead of using the straw.

“Her memory still brings me pain,” he prompts reluctantly.

Neji side-eyes Guy before looking down at his now-cold ramen. He's losing his appetite, and it's not even about him, all because Sensei couldn't watch his mouth.

Images of your tear-stained face, your beautiful smile, and your relentless kindness fills the void in his chest with a warmth only you can provide. And he can't help but smile, more tenderly, this time.

“But not only have I gotten stronger, I have another chance with an amazing woman.” he turns to the window beside him and looks up at the blue sky, hope twinkling in his eyes.

“For the first time in a long time,” he shifts his gaze back to Guy. “I look forward to loving again.”

Neji and Guy silently marvel at his growth and maturity. It’s now Guy’s turn to make a wobbly smile, quietly sniffling as he reaches to hold Lee’s hand. He offers his hand to his other student as well, and Neji hesitantly accepts it with a hopeless sigh. But he grins once more, nonetheless.

💚

Today is the day you go out with Lee! You both decided he’d pick you up at your place at 7 pm, so you have the whole day to pamper yourself. You’re with your best friend Bria, both of you getting your nails done by her nail tech. Bria is another childhood friend of yours, y’all met in elementary school. She had to move to a neighboring state for college, but y’all always keep in touch when you can.

You sigh happily against the massage chair, feeling the tension around your shoulder blades erode while watching the color on your nails blossom with each stroke of the tiny brush.

“Bri, this is the best,” you groan softly. “Thank you.”

“Girl don’t even stress it,” She rolls her eyes lovingly. “You know I missed you.”

You chuckle sweetly. “I missed you too.”

Bria always showed her affection by spoiling the people who have their own little place in her big heart. You understood why, you just didn’t feel comfortable having money spent on you. However, as years passed, Bria helped you realize that you rejected how she loved because you felt like a burden - like if she burned some cash for you it'd ultimately be a waste.

But ever since y’all met, you’ve supported her through all her trials and tribulations. You were her strength when she was weak, especially after she was homeless for a period after her abusive grandmother kicked her out of her house. You and your father took her in when no one else would, and helped her get back on her feet. You made her feel like a normal teen amidst all the chaos. And now, she owns her own house and two businesses.

To Bria, the very least she can do is prepare you for your highly anticipated date.

Your nails are finished and they’re so you: stiletto shaped with a French, purple chrome tip. Bria’s nails are long and SpongeBob themed which makes you giggle uncontrollably but at the same time they look dumb good. All this pretty art and not a single dent in your pockets - as it should be.

-

Next up is a shopping spree but, y’all only buy from one store. It’s an underground thrift boutique with tons of vintage brands, Bria knows you love your 20+ year old classics. God, it’s like a hidden museum riddled with ancient yet modernized pieces in here. You feel like you’re time traveling as you scan through so many garments; some premiered in 90s runways from Paco Rabanne to Mugler. Where the fuck did the store owner get these?? Your brain ponders in a fashion-crazed frenzy.

While remaining hyper vigilant, you make sure to find something that doesn’t stand out but still screams classy. Simple yet effective.

“Ayo Bri,” you call out in the air, unable to see your friend anywhere.

“Yeah, hun?” She responds from the other side of the boutique. While following her voice, you put your items in a cart and predict her location. You show her your selection. Her eyes and fingers silently run over every ridge, every crease, every edge. The dress’ cotton is smoothly refined, beautifully dyed and feels amazing. Your bestie nods affirmingly with a sharp grin.

“…You gon drive him crazy.”

“Like I don’t already.” You scoff.

Bria guffaws as you eagerly throw your arms around her shoulders, swaying you both side to side.

-

It’s 4pm, and y’all finally make it back to your apartment. Luckily, you have a few hours to settle in so you won’t hafta rush to get ready. Both of you sit on your couch while watching Bernie Mac. Bria pours two glasses of Pinot Noir while you take down your twists. You feel the cushion zap your energy from beneath you, but the idea of missing Lee’s inevitable call straightens your back and forces you awake.

“Pookieee, you never showed me a pic of your lover boyyy,” Bria whines before taking a sip of some wine. Her brow raises unexpectedly at its richness.

You cease your twist out and reach for your phone. You never caught a proper portrait of Lee’s face, but you would sneak a few pics of him sparring with multiple fighters at once. So you showed her that. She brings the screen closer to her face, and her eyes bulge out of her sockets.

“DAMN,” She barks. “Bruce Lee who?”

Your jaw drops, gently slapping her thigh at her boldness.

“Don’t disrespect Bruce’s legacy like tha-“

“I’M NOT! LOOK,” Bria scrunches her eyes and zooms in on his body. “You can see his muscles through the clothes. THROUGH THE CLOTHES!”

You feel yourself wheezing, a hand over your clenching abdomen to ease the burn of laughter. But you can’t disagree, Lee’s stunning like that.

“Bri… I can’t with you,” you huff with a weak smile.

“Sure ya can!” Bria chirps, framing her words with a fake southern accent. She stay playing.

-

It’s 6:45 pm and you’re all dolled up; hair done, makeup done, outfit on, perfume spritzed. Bria takes a bunch of pics, squealing in delight at how much you you’re eating up this look. She’s proud, so proud of the queen you’ve become.

“Bitch, ya lover boy lucky I’m straight.”

You smile goofily, about to respond to her joke until you feel your phone vibrate in your hand.

You take it out and Lee’s contact brightens your screen. Bria slaps a palm over her mouth when you answer the call.

“H-Hello?”

Lee closes his eyes, reveling in how sweet and lovely you sound.

“Hi angel,” he purrs lowly. “I’m downstairs.”

You press your thighs together. That voice of his; a deep raspiness thrumming with a tone so sensual, it caresses every nerve in your body. To top it off with a pet name, and he arrives early?? Wheww.

“Okay. C-coming down.”

You hang up and turn to face your friend. She hugs your shoulders and wishes you the best night ever.

“You can spend the night here if you want, ‘kay?” You coo. Bria nods appreciatively against your neck.

“I’ll save some wine for you,” she whispers.

“No you won’t.” She snorts at how well you know her.

You take your keys, purse and blow Bria a kiss before locking the door behind you.

💚

Lee stands outside, leaning against the door of his car as he waits patiently for you. He tugs at his gray slacks, wondering if he should have entrusted his suit to Neji’s personal tailor. He snaps his head up when he hears your door unlock. Your black stiletto pumps clack as you descend down the steps like a goddess from her shrine. He couldn’t look away. He just physically couldn’t.

“Oh my god…” he mumbles, staring hopelessly at your figure; a royal purple sweater dress that reaches your mid-calf, fitting you like a glove as the soft fabric hugs every curve, crease and roll that adorns your body; smoky eyes and a glossy lip accentuate your soft glow; pretty round face framed with an afro- the radiant moonlight illuminating your fluffy coils; you watch your step while gracefully lifting the bottom of your black vintage mink coat that’s draped over your shoulders. He feels like falling on his knees at the sight of you.

After approaching him, you stop at arm’s length so you can take him in. Calling Lee sexy would be a disserving understatement; the grey suit he’s wearing clings to his body with tasteful minimalism; it’s not too baggy, nor is it too tight; the fabric’s at peak quality, smoothly pressed, but not too shiny; you could see the bulk of his thighs slightly stretch his pants (the hems are cropped to perfection); the top four buttons on his black shirt are undone, so you can see his sternum and a delicious peak of his pecs adorned with a thin silver chain. This fit frames his build with such majestic subtlety, you couldn’t help but undress him with your eyes from head to polished boot.

“Lee! You… you look so handsome,” there’s that familiar lilt of humble adoration in your voice he loves oh so much. It boosts his ego, yet doesn’t soar it to great heights because he’s used to not getting many compliments on his appearance. The rosiness that blooms on his cheeks is evident enough of that.

“Thank you,” he smiles softly. “I know you’re always beautiful no matter what you wear. It- it’s just..”

He nibbles on his bottom lip without ceasing eye contact, the sight urges you to look down shyly but you’re too mesmerized by him to tear away your gaze.

“Seeing you tonight has confirmed to me that you’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever met.”

Gravity wins the battle and you finally drop your head, feeling like you’ll melt into a puddle if he gives you any more sweet praises.

“Th-thank you, Lee. That means a lot.”

“Of course,” There’s a reassurance in his tone that boosts your ego as well, making you feel like his flattery isn’t just flattery. He makes it feel like a widely accepted fact amongst the masses of an entire nation. No man has ever made you feel that way, you couldn’t depend on them to do that. It took your whole life up until now to realize yourself that you’re the shit, were always the shit, and forever will be the shit.

He turns to open the door for you, making sure the ends of your fur don’t graze the pavement as you step inside the vehicle.

-

The ride to the restaurant is quiet, words have yet to be exchanged between you two. Well, this kinda baffles Lee because he’s been on plenty of dates; but there’s something about your aura, the way you carry yourself with such poise from how you speak to how you sit; his face just won’t stop heating up, your presence isn’t helping that and he just doesn’t wanna say something stupid.

You on the other hand are just chilling; basking in the woody scent of his car that mixes with the expensive cologne radiating from Lee in small, balanced wafts. He smells like cinnamon, a sweet and warm aroma trailing a sharp spiciness. You sense his hesitation, but you don’t know what to say either. And date or not, you refuse to force small talk. It makes you feel icky, so you silently enjoy his presence.

You’re both halfway to your destination and Lee decides to restart his brain a little. He turns on the radio, making sure the music is only loud enough for both of you to listen casually. Barbra Streisand’s The Way We Were plays in the background. I loved this song as a teen, you think. Gosh was I a hopeless romantic… still am. You ponder if that was ever a bad thing, if you were just scared that you either love passionately, or don’t at all.

You ponder if that even matters right now.

Lee hums every note Barbra sings with attentive effort, his finger tapping against the wheel to match the feather-light rhythm of the percussion.

“Smiles we gave to one another,” you turn your head to him, not expecting his singing to enchant you the way it does. “For the way we were…”

He sounds so invested in the moment, simply appreciating the song by singing along. Your heart skips a beat when he shifts his gaze to you, a silly smile raising his cheeks before returning his focus on the road ahead. It makes you a little jealous, the way he so easily erased the growing tension between you two.

You want to do that. You want to do that for yourself, for the people around you, for your patients. Maybe you already do, but you don’t think anyone can do it quite like Lee does.

-

“SO IT’S THE LAUGHTER, WE WILL REMEMBER. WHENEVER WE REMEMBER..” your mouths hang low as you both shout the sentimental lyrics at the top of your lungs. Your bodies sway to the music with fervent enthusiasm like you’re in a soap opera, like it’s the last song you both will ever sing. You feel so free. You both don’t mind how crazy y’all might sound belting notes slightly beyond your registers, for your hearts called out to Streisand’s magnificent delivery of an undeniably nostalgic message. You both feel so free.

“The way we were. The way we… were.” The song concludes with the introductory hums from earlier, and you feel yourself sink back into your seat.

“Damn!” You exclaim. “You got some pipes, Lee.”

Hearty laughter erupts from Lee’s chest. “I can say the same for you, y/n.”

-

You finally make it to the restaurant and the exterior design is so sleek and well illuminated. Lee walks ahead to open the door for you, and you thank him before entering the establishment. You’d expect the interior to have a modern style like the other restaurants you’ve dined at. To your delightful surprise it’s very old-school. The lights are dimmed to increase the intimacy but not to the point where it’s hard to see. Shika and Temari would love this place, you think.

A waiter approaches the two of you.

“Good evening, my name is Jeremy,” he prompts. “Do you have a reservation?”

“Yes,” Lee verifies. “Under the name Rock Lee.”

“Right this way.” Jeremy smiles politely and leads you both to a booth in a secluded corner.

The round table is draped in a black cloth, decorated with silver utensils, two Riesling wine glasses and burgundy twin candles. Even the seats are adorned in velvet fabric. Is this how royalty dines everyday?

Before stopping yourself, you tug on the hem of Lee’s sleeve. He looks down at you and the concern in his expression almost makes your incoming words clog up your throat. It’s too all too much. He’s just too much.

“Lee… you didn’t hafta do all this.” You protest weakly.

Lee blinks at you, big eyes widening as he processes your remark.

“ ‘Course I did,” he says matter-of-factly. “You deserve it princess. Now, let’s eat!”

He waits for you to release your hold. You let go of him, feeling your cheeks puff up in a small grin. He pulls back a chair, offering you your seat. You thank him once more as he steadily pushes your chair forward so you’re close enough to the table. He sits across from you while you shrug off your coat.

After taking off his own jacket, he rolls up his sleeves and his forearms look heavenly; the way his veins protrude when his muscles flex make you imagine how they’d feel wrapped around your neck from behind as he p-

“Here are your menus,” Jeremy gives you each a fancy pamphlet listing all the available dishes and beverages. You both make sure to receive them with verbal gratitude and scan your options.

You want to pull out your phone so you can look up these Italian words, but you don’t want to violate the etiquette so you read the ingredients of each meal from the menu instead. Your eyes follow Lee’s confused ones, and hide a snort with your pamphlet when he asks the waiter what a certain meal is and completely butchers the pronunciation of the dish’s name.

After requesting your appetizers, you both wait patiently with a glass of wine in your hand and a glass of orange juice in Lee’s.

You raise your glass to the crease of your mouth, but something about Lee sitting prim and content with his orange juice peaks an interest within that urges you to indulge it.

“Not a fan of drinking?”

Lee lowers his glass at your question, swallowing a glob of spit to brace himself. Yes, he’s not obligated to answer that question and could just manage a way to politely change the subject. Or, he could tell the truth no matter how mercilessly his shame is clawing at his back. However, the sincerity behind the bleakness of his past sprouts in the form of a relaxed smile embellishing his features.

“I was an alcoholic,” Lee makes sure he’s loud enough so you can’t misconstrue the truth in his words. “Been sober for five years… going on six.”

Lee stares at you and waits. He waits for your reaction, your character, the potential volume of your heart. He sits and stares, looking for any judgment in your eyes. He knows how mature and grounded you are, Neji and Guy Sensei have helped him see those traits in admirable people. But you’re going to have to accept all of him if he’s going to give you all of him.

You turn your head, scanning the area for the nearest waiter. Luckily there’s one who’s an earshot away from you. To Lee’s confusion, you summon them for assistance.

“Hi, how can I help you?” Inquires the waiter.

“May I have a glass of orange juice, please? I’d like to return the wine.”

Lee’s eyes widen, wondering why his lungs no longer feel like they’re being buried by dumbbells. But rather, they feel like an inflated balloon, like a sky lantern floating gracefully into the atmosphere until they look like one of the infinite stars so impossibly far away. Except, you’re right in front of him.

“Yes, of course.” The waiter grabs the glass and bottle of Riesling, retreating to the kitchen.

“Thank you,” you mumble, mindlessly watching them walk away.

A heavy sigh pulls you from your trance. You turn your attention to the man before you, his chin resting on his palm while dreamily gazing at you.

“Why did you do that?” He blinks slowly, and the nonchalance of his grin almost perfectly masks his bewilderedness.

“Because I'm proud of you! Five years is no easy milestone.”

Lee leans back against his seat, carefully drinking in the subtle meekness in your eyes. Yes, you were a bit nervous, twiddling with your nails while wondering if the gesture you just pulled was really necessary.

“No one’s ever done something like that for me before. Thank you, angel.”

Lee raises his chin and looks up to the decorated ceiling with closed eyes, reveling in this moment you’re blessing him with.

“Of course…!” You lean a tad bit forward, folding your hands on the dining table. “ You’re one of the strongest people I’ve ever met. In body and spirit.”

A hearty chuckle slips through Lee’s lips, and the sound rumbles through your brain.

The waiter comes back with the orange juice and pours you a new drink. You thank them as they leave and raise your glass towards the man before you.

“To five years?” You prompt with a shy smile stretching your thick lips.

Lee straightens his posture, and reaches for his drink. He ascends the glass and clinks it gently against yours, the look on his face so relaxed and at peace. A quiet sombreness radiates from the satisfaction of this precious moment because of the unbearable days he had to bear just to experience it. And yet, that resentful trail of suffering leads him to share an intimacy with someone he never ever thought he’d encounter. You are invaluable, and he’s gonna make sure you enjoy every second you spend with him.

“To five years.”

-

The ride back to your place is a bit noisier, y’all don’t sing this time but rather continue the intellectually fruitful and deeply polarizing conversations you shared back at the restaurant. So much depth:

“Fave powerpuff girl?”

Lee takes a shallow breath at your question, pondering on how to answer most honestly.

“Y’know, quite a few people thought I liked Buttercup because we both have short black hair and our color is green but…” Lee kisses his teeth in thought while steadily swerving onto the next block..

“Bubble’s innocent naivety and relentless bliss always resonated with me,” he shrugs while looking ahead. “I wanted to be the ‘happiest citizen of Townsville’ for the sixth year in a row when I was a toddler.”

You snort, resting your elbow below the passenger window. “You know, she gets extremely aggressive when she’s mad though.”

“Another reason why I love her! She’s so underestimated as a fighter but is the most feared by Mojo Jojo himself.”

You loll your head in Lee’s direction. “Jojo is not a very impressive villain. I mean, you didn’t forget about HIM, did you?”

Lee catches a glimpse of how your pretty eyes slant a bit when you playfully smirk at him, an image he screenshots with his brain.

“Who can forget the most manipulative, morally inept character in that show? S’why he’s so interesting!”

“His fashion sense is interesting too,” you remark while recalling the character’s iconic design. “Wanted to dress up as him for Halloween back in kindergarten.”

Lee bellows at the thought of a tiny version of you embellished in red crab hands and a pointy chin beard. Shameless laughter has never sounded sexy to you. But after seeing his cheeks rise and eyes crinkle shut in helpless glee; after seeing the way his sharp jaw falls open to let that deep bass rumble through the car. You want to make him do it again. You want to feel him do it again, want to drink him in.

“You’d look so adorable,” he wheezes while resting his forehead against the wheel.

You try to ignore the effect he has on you. You try to ignore how contagious he is, but a few sniggers escape your lips in merry futility.

“Thank you…” you turn to look through your passenger window, taking in the streets and architecture that look more and more similar to your home as Lee continues driving by.

“Your Bubbles cosplay would be quite convincing if I do say so myself.” You add.

“Don't tempt me, princess.” Lee continues to look ahead, but you can see a sneer creep up his handsome features in a way that makes you cackle unabashedly.

💚

“This is you, right?”

“Yep!”

Your date pulls up right in front of your apartment, and you reflect on your time with him while he unplugs the key from his car. You had so much fun; didn’t feel stressed in any way, you ate good, you learned so much more about Lee than you ever expected to; and secretly hope he knows more about you too.

Lee steps out of the car and opens your side of the door. He offers his hand for you to balance yourself as you step onto the jagged pavement. While nodding your head in gratitude, you feel your pores prick open at the rough texture of his palm. His fingers are solid and scarred, yet so soothingly warm.

Before you take out your keys to unlock the gate, you turn to face the man’s chest before you. You look up to find those big eyes, and his gaze consumes you; he tucks his hands in his pockets, sighing as he stares lovingly at you; lidded eyes with a lazy smile, you got him on cloud nine. It gives you the urge to cower, but you don’t want to. The way he is looking at you right now, with such an undeniable bliss, urges you to face the fear. To judge yourself a little less. It’s quiet for a few moments, the both of you kinda just stare at each other but it’s comfortable. Not awkward, just the both of you. No one else.

“I don’t want this night to end.” You pout, a little whine erupting in your throat.

Lee chuckles lowly and tilts his head at the adorable sight, quietly grateful that you show this side of yourself to him.

“It doesn’t have to,” his tender tone sugarcoats the fearless conviction in his words.

You briefly shut your eyes in a frown and take a deep breath. “Yes…” you sigh. “Yes it does.”

Lee’s own smile doesn’t even falter, he’s simply grateful that you blessed him with your precious time and presence.

“Well,” he sighs. “I had a wonderful time with you. You’re wonderful, y’know that?”

Your eyes drop to your heels so you can hide your silly little grin, the bass in his voice rasping you away into the air yet grounding you simultaneously. Lee takes a step closer, and he can smell the vanilla and honey wafting from your shiny coils. The warmth and cologne radiating from his body starts to insulate your own. His throat bobs with every subtle gulp, and you feel like taking a step back because it’s so much but not even close to enough.

A tiny gasp escapes your lips when Lee gently cups your chin with his hand, slowly tilting your head up so you can look him in the eyes. He tightens his grip on your cheeks, just enough to watch your lips cutely pucker up.

“You know that, right y/n?”

Oh. So it’s like that.

Didn’t take him for a fucking tease, you think.

“Right,” you whisper dumbly.

”But if I’m so wonderful…” you gulp. “Then why don’t you kiss me already?”

Lee’s smirk widens. There you go princess, he thinks. Demand what’s yours.

The man before you swipes a careful thumb over your bottom lip before dragging his remaining fingertips across your smooth cheek. He grips the back of your neck, and pulls you in.

Your hands instinctively find their place on his chest to brace yourself.

His mouth hovers just a stray hair from yours, and you can feel his minty breath set your goosebumps aflame. He languidly latches his lips onto your plush ones, groaning at how pillowy they are. Lee shamelessly expressing how good you make him feel makes you squirm slightly in his embrace. Lee slowly snakes his other arm around the small of your back, tugging you closer until your torsos press. He massages your waist and upper back while holding you, appreciating as much of your body as he can. The print of his abs poke your soft tummy through his shirt and you melt against him, letting your shaky hands run up his chest until they grasp onto the junction between his neck and shoulders. Lee angles his head to deepen the kiss, your breathing gets heavier and you start panting at how overwhelming he is.

He loosens his jaw to lick a teasing stripe up the corner of your lips, silently requesting more access which goes straight to your poor clit. Your hot tongues mold together, muffling the quiet whimpers that escape your mouth and Lee swallows every delectable sound. He’s filthy... you love it so much.

You haven’t been kissed like this in at least two years, don’t even know what to do with yourself anymore. You feel like this man’s delving into your soul, peeling you layer by layer with just his mouth. You can only imagine a pleasure that the rest of his body could drown you in.

You start feeling antsy, like if you don’t stop now Lee will take you to a corner store for some plan b. You scream inwardly, knowing you’ll be fucking your toy until its battery dies instead when you go upstairs. So you gently shove him away, causing your spit-slicked lips to separate with a lewd ‘pop’. Lee releases your waist, watching you inhale deeply as you awkwardly button his suit jacket.

“See you at the dojo. And get home safely,” you whisper with a tight smile, patting his chest conclusively before walking to your gate. The jingling of your keys snaps Lee out of his trance, a meek little “I will” tumbling from his lips before he retreats back into his vehicle.

Lee runs a tired hand through his black strands, lazily holding some hair in his fist while replaying his new three months worth of fap material. God you’re so divine to him; your lips are divine, the way your eyebrows scrunched together when he practically tongue fucked your mouth was divine, how your tits pressed against him when he held you was divine, your needy voice was divine. And the way Lee looks down to see a tent in his pants- beads of precum seeping through the fabric- harbors peak divinity.

💚

You open your apartment door, catching Bria snuggling with your Kuromi plushie in a blissful slumber. After closing the door behind you, you kick off your heels and pad your way to your bedroom. You decide to sleep naked tonight, chilling under your comforter while scrolling through Instagram.

Your phone vibrates and Temari’s caller ID pops up on your screen.

I haven’t heard from her in a while, you wonder. How’s she been doing?

You answer.

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#Naruto #rock lee #black reader #black fem reader #rock lee x black reader #the moment we’ve all been waiting for😌

[mountttmase]

Ships In The Night

Note - thought we could all use a lil fluff after we’ve been feeling for our boy 🥺 I just wanna look after him and cuddle him and kiss his lil cheeks 😌 also thank you for the anon who send this in MONTHS AGO I’m sorry I’m so slow 🩷 please let me know what you think I’d love to hear from you

Pairing - Mason Mount × Reader

Word count - 4.5k

Warnings - pure fluff

‘When are you home again?’ You asked the moody pixelated face on your phone as you climbed into your cold and empty bed. It was the worst feeling getting inside and not crawling straight into your boyfriend's arms but what with Mason being away with England you hadn’t been able to do so in a few weeks now.

‘Flight takes off tomorrow night, I’ll be home late morning the day after. Will you be at work then?’ he asked you quietly, his sad eyes meeting yours for a second as if he knew the answer already but you confirmed it with a nod. ‘I’ll see you in the evening though, right?’

‘Of course, Mase. I’ll get home as soon as I can’ you reassured him and he offered you a tiny glimpse of a smile. ‘Are you sure you’re okay?’

‘Yeah, just sleepy and a bit anxious about the flight tomorrow’ he said, you knew there was more to it than that but he didn’t seem to be in the mood to talk about it.

‘Well I’ll let you go, yeah? Let you get some sleep’

‘Wait’ he interrupted and you noticed the shy look on his face ‘can you um, can you stay on the phone? Just till I’m asleep?’ He asked you quietly and your heart melted as you tried not to smile.

‘Of course I can’ you told him, moving one of his pillows so you were able to prop your phone up against it and watch him as he got settled himself. ‘Night Mase, love you’

‘Night. love you too’ he sighed with a small smile before shutting his eyes so he could fall asleep. Your heart broke for him as you watched him, the miserable expression he wore seemed to be permanently plastered on his face at this point and all you could think about doing was reaching out to trace his features and gently kiss his face like you knew he loved.

It had been a tough time for Mason at the moment and you really felt for him as you watched his breathing deepen and his face soften. His move from Chelsea to Manchester had taken more out of him than he’d like to admit and then came his injury that took him longer to recover from than he’d liked, however this trip away with England you thought would have given him a well needed change of scenery. The games hadn’t gone well there either and he’d spent most of his time on the bench.

It didn’t help that the pair of you had been like two ships in the night lately, barely getting to spend more than ten minutes together before bed most nights and it was affecting the pair of you more than you’d like to admit. You knew what Mason needed but the fact you were unable to give it to him was killing you but you were soon snapped out of your thoughts by the sound of Mason's gentle snoring and your heart swelled at the thought of seeing him again soon.

‘Night Mase’ you whispered quietly. ‘I love you so so much’ you told him even though you were pretty sure he couldn’t hear you and with one final glance over his perfect face you hung up.

You could barely concentrate at work the next day, Masons' little sad face plaguing your mind and before you knew what you were doing you were up and knocking on your bosses door.

‘Hey y/n, you okay?’ She smiled at you brightly and you nodded as you took a step inside.

‘Hey Maggie. Yeah I’m good thanks. How are you?’

‘Yeah good thanks’ she smiled before motioning for you to take a seat. ‘What can I do for you?’

‘I need to ask a favour, I know it’s short notice and you can tell me no but I um…’ you trailed off, trying to find the right words and you looked up to her giving you a sympathetic smile.

‘You need some time off?’ She asked with a smile and you nodded shyly.

‘I was hoping for tomorrow, you know I wouldn’t ask unless it was an emergency but if it can’t be done then I get it’

Her face didn’t falter at all, if anything she seemed to be laughing you off as if you were panicking over nothing.

‘Is it for Mason?’ She asked you sympathetically and you gave her a slight nod. Even though she was your boss the pair of you were pretty open about your personal lives and so she knew who Mason was and the struggles the pair of you had been facing lately.

‘Yeah, he gets back from camp tomorrow and I wanted to surprise him but if it’s too late notice it’s fine’

‘Don’t be silly. You’ve been working really hard lately so I think it’s only fair I cut you a bit of slack. And you’re right you don’t ever ask or take the time you need so it’s fine. In fact take the rest of the week off, it’s only a few days extra and we’ve got enough people about to cover’

‘Are you sure?’ You asked, your eyes filling with tears and you willed them to stay in your eyes and not embarrass yourself in front of your boss.

‘I’m sure. Just make sure you email me a list of what needs taking care of by the end of the day and I’ll distribute it out’ she smiled and you felt a wave of relief wash over you.

‘Thank you, honestly. This really means a lot to me’

‘I tell you what, bring me a box of those brownies I like in on Monday and we’ll call it quits’ she laughed and after another ten minutes of catching up you were back to your desk so you could make a quick plan of what needed to be done on the three days left of the week.

You left work a little late so you could make sure everyone was in check and when you saw your phone you noticed a text from Mason that made your heart thump.

You quickly opened the flight tracker on your phone so you could watch him make his way back to you when you could before making your way to the shops to get all the things you would need for the next few days.

You couldn’t wait to get to bed so you could wake up and be closer to seeing him but you kept looking back to check his flight, smiling to yourself as you watched the tiny plane make its way closer to you.

Mason had let you know he’d be home late morning but you didn’t want to make him suspicious by asking for exactly when he’d be in so when you woke up the next morning you made a start on breakfast so you could keep ready it for when he was back, knowing he would be hungry as soon as he stepped in the door. When that was done you sorted out everything else that you had planned for him and at 10:45 on the dot you heard the front door open, excitement filling you as you hid behind the curtain in the living room in order to surprise him but unfortunately you hadn’t been as sneaky as you wanted to be.

‘Y/n?! You here babe?’ He called as he walked into the living room and you stomped into his view with a huff.

‘How did you know?’ You pouted and he laughed at your childlike behaviour.

‘Your car’s still parked up on the drive’ he laughed and you slapped your forehead lightly to your forgetfulness. ‘Why aren’t you at work? Are you sick?’

‘No, I took the rest of the week off so we could spend some time together’ you told him shyly and it looked as though he sighed in relief before making his way over to you. You met him in the middle where he pulled you into a much needed hug, both melting into each other as he tucked his head into your neck and breathed you in as he slightly swayed you from side to side.

‘Thank you’ you just about heard him whisper into your neck and you pulled back, catching a glimpse of his glossy eyes that made your heart break. ‘Honestly, thank you, I’ve missed you like crazy’ he breathed as you cupped his jaw so you could stroke his cheeks lightly.

‘I’ve missed you too, Mase. So much’ you whispered before leaning forward to connect your lips together. It hadn’t been long by any stretch of the imagination, but the feeling of his lips on yours after a while felt like heaven and you couldn’t help but smile as he pulled you closer.

Kisses like this had been rare for the two of you lately and now he was back in your arms you were determined not to let him go. Holding onto the back of his head to let him know you intended to keep him there but you could tell from the way he was holding onto you for dear life that he wasn't ready to let go.

When you eventually had to pull away for some air you kept your foreheads pressed against each other, eyes closed as you basked in the other's presence until you were shyly looking at one another. Small smiles on your faces before you pecked the end of his nose.

‘You hungry? I’ve made breakfast’ you laughed and he nodded before you pulled him into the kitchen. Sitting him down at the table whilst you plated the pair of you up some food and grabbed his favourite juice from the fridge.

Sitting talking with him whilst you ate made you feel more settled than you thought. Laughing as he told you stories from camp about what he and Dec had got up to now they were finally reunited and you realised how much you missed your friends from home.

‘I’ll clean up in here’ you told him, taking his plate over to the dishwasher before nodding into the living room. ‘There’s a bag for you on the sofa, go get changed’

‘Why, what’s happening?’ he laughed, standing up so he could stretch but you just kissed his cheek and pushed him towards the door. ‘You’ll find out in a minute just get changed for me yeah?’

‘Okay’ he whispered, kissing the side of your head before making his way out of the room.

When you were finally done and could join him you couldn’t help but let out a little giggle out at his current state. There he sat on the sofa in a new bright white robe, socks and fuzzy slippers like he was about to go get a treatment at a spa and his ditzy smile made your heart sing as he finally looked at you.

‘What’s all this?’ He laughed, gesturing down to his attire but you just smiled before pulling your own robe on and grabbing a box from the table.

‘Well you’ve been working so hard lately and have been super busy. I thought you could use a little pamper session. I’ve got that face mask of mine you like, little cucumber slices for your eyes, and all sorts’

‘Oh yeah’ he laughed, but you could see the little glimmer in his eyes that let you know he loved the idea so without letting him say anything else you straddled his thighs and pulled the box next to you so you could get to work.

You fished out a white headband for him first. Positioning it securely around his hairline so his hair was all out of his face before reaching for the mask to apply to his skin. He happily sat there with his eyes closed and let you paint it onto him before making him rest his head back so you could place the cucumber slices on his eyes and the fact he was trying to hold back a smile was melting you.

You quickly put your own mask on before grabbing your favourite hand cream and sitting down next to him on the sofa. Taking his hand and placing it on the cushion that you’d placed on your lap before smoothing the cream out over his skin so you could start to massage it in gently.

‘What are you doing?’ He asked quietly, a slight laugh behind his voice and he gently raised a cucumber slice to look at you but you just sent him a wink back.

‘I’ve noticed when you play your hands are always balled up like you’re ready for a fight’ you teased, making him chuckle before putting his cumber back. ‘I think you carry a lot of stress in your hands, you need to learn to relax them. Does it feel nice?’

‘Very nice, thank you baby’

‘You know I’ve never really noticed it before but you’ve got really soft hands Mase’

‘Really?’ He giggled, never being able to take compliments from you for even the silliest things but you were determined to shower him with all of your affections today.

‘Yeah, they’re nice. I mean we’ve still got work to do on your nails but your skin is super soft’ you told him. Opening up a bottle of clear polish so you could start to paint them for him and you were surprised he let you.

Once you were done with his other hand you followed his lead and sat next to him, head laid back so you could relax your body into his and the feel of him lightly squeezing your thigh made your heart thump.

‘I can’t move my face’ you heard Mason say softly a little while after, looking up to see him trying to keep his face perfectly still so as not to crack the mask, so you quickly took the cucumber slices from his eyes and tried not to crack your own mask from smiling.

‘If you’ve had enough we can move on’

‘What’s next on the agenda ma’am?’ He asked cheekily, causing you to roll your eyes before standing up to pull him with you.

‘I was thinking a shower? Get all this muck off our faces and then we can just have a chilled one? We haven’t managed to watch the new series of sex education yet’

‘Okay’ he whispered, taking your hand and following you up to the bathroom so you could get undressed and under the warm water. Giggling at each other as you tried to wipe the thick clay from each other's faces before you grabbed the shampoo so you could wash his hair and give him a little head massage. You could tell from the sounds coming from his mouth he was enjoying every second of it and since you were feeling particularly nice you popped a hair mask on for him so it could sit whilst you washed the rest of him.

It was difficult, realising how much time had passed since you’d last seen him like this and touched him in any way but you didn’t want to take it any further right now. Today was about loving on him and showing him how much you appreciated the little moments with him. Physical affection in that way could cone later on.

Not wanting to ruin his precious hair, you washed the mask out soon after, getting yourselves dry In your room before you told him you had to go and grab something and you came back to find him sat on the bed in just his boxers.

‘I put your clothes in the dryer, I know you like it when they're warm’ you smiled, watching his face melt as he took them from you. Leaving a kiss on your forehead as he put his favourite comfy clothes on and once he was nearly ready you passed him a new pair of socks.

‘What are these?’

‘Well you said you liked my fuzzy socks that I got the other week? I thought you might like a pair of your own’

‘Thank you baby’ he laughed, plonking himself down so he could put them on before looking up to you with a bright smile.

‘Stay there, I’ll dry your hair’ you whispered, reaching to plug the dryer in and it didn’t take long for his hair to be fully dry as it was on the shorter side but it felt longer than it had for a while. ‘You growing your hair out again, Mase?’

‘I think so’ he nodded, looking up at you shyly. ‘What do you think?’

‘Well you know I think you look gorgeous no matter what’ you started, watching how his eyes dropped into his lap but the smile on his face made you warm. ‘But i like it like this, it really suits you’

‘Thank you’ he whispered as you turned the dryer off and set it down, his cheeks pink as you cupped his jaw so he’d look at you and your chest felt tight with how much love you were feeling for your man.

‘Don’t hide that pretty face from me’ you teased, kissing his forehead and he chuckled lightly. ‘Have I ever told you you’ve got the prettiest smile in the world’

‘Once or twice’ he chuckled, head resting in the palm of your hand. Eyes so full of love you thought you might burst so you gently leant forward to peck his lips softly.

‘You ready to go downstairs?’

‘You go set it up, I’ll be down in a second. I just need to sort something out and I won’t be able to relax until I do’ he told you, pressing a kiss on your cheek and even though you had no idea what he was talking about you let him go and ran downstairs to sort some snacks out but when you walked back into the living room you were met with a confused Mason.

‘Baby, I left some boxes in the spare room to go in the loft but I can’t see them anywhere. Do you know what happened to them?’

‘Oh yeah, I put them in the loft for you. I know you hate doing it so I thought I’d just do it for you. Did you need something from them? Sorry I didn’t even think to check’

‘Baby, you didn’t need to do that’ he told you, coming over to take your hands in his as he looked down at you. You could tell he was a little annoyed with you for doing it yourself but the relief behind his eyes made you smile. ‘They were heavy, you shouldn’t of done that on your own’

‘I’m a big strong girl, Mase. I can do it’ you laughed. ‘I know going in there is your least favourite thing to do so I just thought I’d lighten the load a bit’

‘Well thank you but I still don’t like it’ he whispered, kissing you softly but you could feel the smile on his lips.

‘Come on, let’s get comfy’ you told him, arranging the cushions so you could lay down and pop your head on them before inviting him to lay on top of you. His head happily resting on your chest as he wrapped his arms around you. Palms flat on your back and warming your skin as your fingers got lost in his hair, stroking over his broad back with your free hand.

Not long after you grabbed a blanket to put over the pair of you, feeling Mason go heavy as he was probably exhausted from the flight and you didn’t want him to get cold.

You loved it when he fell asleep on you, knowing he felt comfortable and safe with you and you couldn’t help but continue to stroke over the back of his head and trace his ears lightly. Not enough pressure to wake him but just for your own self indulgence as you looked down at the boy who you loved more than anything.

You ended up falling asleep yourself for a little bit, he breathing relaxing you just like it always did and when you woke up around half an hour later he was looking up at you softly before pressing a kiss to your neck.

‘I’ll get some dinner going in a sec babe’ you told him, a yawn escaping and you managed to shut your mouth before he tried to poke his finger in. ‘I don’t know about you but I’m starving’

‘We could always order out’ he reasoned, fingers brushing along your bare skin as he rolled to the side and hovered over you. ‘You’ve done loads for me today I bet the last thing you wanna do is cook dinner’

‘No it’s fine. I’ve already got all the stuff I need’

‘What are we having?’

‘It’s a surprise,’ you whispered, kissing his jaw. ‘How about you go sort your bags out and bring your washing down and I’ll start cooking. It won’t take that long’

You made Mason sit at the table so you could bring his food in and when it was in front of him you noticed the wide smile on his face. Knowing he’d realised what was going on immediately.

‘You know I haven’t had this since that night’ he laughed, digging into the pasta dish you’d made him. A replica of what you’d both eaten on your first date and even though you knew it wasn’t exactly the same you were happy with how it turned out.

‘I know it’s not identical but-‘

‘It’s perfect’ he interrupted, kissing your cheek softly before carrying on eating, Although it was hard as the pair of you couldn’t seem to shut up. Content with your person again and everything you’d wanted to tell each other lately soon came spilling out.

‘Do you remember what we had for dessert on our first date?’ You asked him, his eyes softening as he took your hand before nodding at you.

‘We shared that big sundae, right?’

‘We did. You wanna do that again?’ You laughed and he nodded his head furiously. ‘Let me clear up and I’ll make it for us’

‘I can clear up’ he told you, reaching for your plate so he could stack it with his. ‘You go get started and I’ll tidy the rest away. You’ve done most of it anyway’

He was right, it was just the plates and one pan that needed to be sorted so you let him load the dishwasher as you started getting all your bits together but his voice soon had you stopping altogether.

‘Who are these from, babe?’ You heard Mason ask, turning to see him eyeing up the vase of red tulips on the windowsill and your face broke out into a smile as he looked at you curiously. Mason loved buying you flowers and clearly the thought of someone else maybe buying them for you looked like it had annoyed him but he needn’t have worried.

They were for him. Not you.

‘They’re from me’

‘Oh really? You got them for yourself?’

‘No, they’re for you’ you told him, smiling sweetly up at him but you could tell he didn’t believe you.

‘Pfft, sure thing. Very funny’

‘No Mase, I’m serious’ you told him, trying to convince him with your eyes and you could tell when it finally clicked. His soft eyes going wide as the bridge of his nose started to get rosey before his eye flickered between the flowers and your face.

‘Really? For me?’ He asked, his voice and octave higher than usual. He tried to suppress a smile but you couldn’t stop admiring the way his cheeks were getting pinker by the second. ‘Why have you got me flowers’

‘Well you always get them for me, they’re just to show you how much I love you and appreciate you’ you told him, letting him hide his face away in your neck as he was clearly feeling a little overwhelmed. ‘Do you like them?’

‘I love them, baby. Thank you’ he told you quietly, squeezing you a little tighter as he slightly swayed you from side to side. ‘No one’s ever given me flowers before’

‘Well I’m honoured to be your first’ you winked, resting your hand on his cheek once he’d pulled back so you could stroke over his soft skin but the way his bright brown orbs were staring into yours made your legs feel like jelly.

‘I didn’t realise how much I needed a day like this with you’ he told you quietly, a shy smile erupting onto his face for the millionth time that day. ‘I know things have been a bit chaotic recently but you know I love you so much, don’t you’

‘I know’ you smiled, tears welling in your eyes at how sincere he sounded. ‘And I love you just as much’

‘I know’ he winked. Repeating your words from just before. ‘But honestly, thank you. I felt like everything was getting on top of me and all I’ve wanted was to be around you for a bit’

‘Well we’ve got the next few days to ourselves and we can do whatever you want. So if you wanna stay here and do nothing we can, or we can go visit your family or whatever you want. Whatever makes you happy’

‘You make me happy’ he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead before he pulled you into his chest tightly.

‘You make me happy too’ you spoke into his chest. Overwhelmed and content from the day you’d spent together and you promised yourself you'd make sure to make more time for each other. Even if it was just an evening spent with just the two of you, being around him made you feel better than anything else.

You didn’t want to let him go, but you knew the ice cream would be melting so you lent back, his big brown eyes looking at you softly so you reached up to kiss him. Revelling in the way his whole body relaxed as he held you tighter.

‘Come on you, the ice cream will be a puddle soon’ you chuckled, kissing his jaw as he rolled his eyes but he let you go, smacking your bum lightly as you walked off but the sound of both of your laughter filling the kitchen made your heart soar.

You had your person back and you knew you’d be fine.

Thank you so much for reading 🩷 if you liked it or had any feed back I’d love to hear it so feel free to drop me an ask or reblog or whatever you’re comfortable with 😘

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[m0mmys-brat]

Okay I’m baked, it’s been a week & I’ve processed the moment.

Last weekend was my 21st birthday. My friends took me to a club in the downtown area where I live, it was packed but so much fun! We get there & at the bar I spotted a GORGEOUS older woman brunette woman who ended up dancing & flirting with me, buying me a birthday shot & THEN walking me in the back corner bathroom stall at the club & giving me the best birthday present.

This woman, let’s call her C, I first saw her at the bar while my friends & I got drinks. We literally bumped into each other because of how packed it was in this place. Immediately I’m stumbling over myself apologizing & she said “don’t worry sweetheart” AND HER VOICE WAS THIS PERFECT PITCH OF LOW WITH JUST ENOUGH HIGH PITCH TO PUT ME IN AN EARLY GRAVE, like my brain melted it was beautiful. She wished me a happy birthday, because my dumb friends forced me to wear the sash they made me, that’s how we get to her buying me a shot. We ended up on the dance floor many songs & drinks later. We danced, hands roamed, introductions were made, she made her intentions known immediately (which turned me on so fucking much, like yes please be so direct with me if I’ve been eye fucking you all night) at this point, bless my friends, they kept an eye on me but not like hawks eye on me, they let me have my fuxking moment!

I swear it’s like she read my mind, the flirty banter, her calling me out each time my eyes wandered & my hands stayed still too long. I finally peeled myself away cause I had to pee (& also to get a moment of relief from the constant arousal this woman was shooting thru my body) I got though the maze of people to wait in the line for the bathrooms watching girls fixing their outfits & makeup in the small mirrors of this shitty club bathroom. Went into the back corner stall, finish walk out the stall door to find miss C walking toward me.

Come to find out she waited a bit then came in looking for me, she damn near shoved me back into the stall & against the wall after she shut the door. Asked me if it was okay to kiss me & of fucking course I said yes. Make out sesh lead to roaming hands, my hands on her boobs & her thigh between my legs immediately having me whining. This woman chuckled, OUT RIGHT CHUCKLED at my whimper. She did call me “sweet girl” & bout came just from that alone. But she did let me cum on her thigh as she let me suck/scream into her neck as I came which left her with a pretty mark on her throat. 😈 but the entire time I just wanted to feels her fingers in the deepest parts of me 😭

I did end up making myself cum multiple times when I eventually got home that night I’m still vibrating from it. She did give me her number, we’ve been on & off texting. But I genuinely think it was just a silly thing that happened and may never happen again. But hey, the flirting & sexy texts are fun 😌😈🤷🏼‍♀️

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[aclowntiny]

hii I was rereading your work and i was wondering if you could do a Seonghwa + firsts when ur free!!!

thankksss

Heck yes! He was next up in my head too bestie 😌 now we’ve only got one man left!

Seonghwa + Firsts

First Date: This man is going to ruin men for you with this romance novel date. He brings you to a farm where you choose and cut flowers yourself make bouquets at the end of the day with them! It’s so cute how wide with wonder Seonghwa’s eyes are, soaking up the rainbows of flowers and your own gazes of shock and joy. You’re sure you looks like he does, filled with the most joyous wonder, but no matter what his infectious happiness is enough. When you finish, he asks if you’d like to exchange your bouquets, and with your heart thumping, you agree. He hands it gently it to you and you realize he picked almost all flowers in your favorite color, a few extras as accents to it, and it strikes you how much thought he put in!

First Time Holding Hands: Honestly, I think he’d do that the moment he first confesses to you. He takes your hand and looks deeply into your eyes as he tells you he really likes you, would you be interested in spending more time together?

First Kiss: It’s a few dates in. You’re not in a rush, and you know he’s a gentleman, which you appreciate because it means you’ve got a sweet guy who isn’t with you to get in your pants- not by a long shot! The moment is so classic it feels like something from a movie. You’re alone together just enjoying being in each other’s company, the feeling of the night breeze. Seonghwa asks permission, reaches over to get something out of your hair…but when his fingers leave it they trace along your jawline and suddenly he’s pulling you softly into his lips.

First ‘I Love You’: You enter the dorms and Seonghwa standing there with a smile, all your favorites laid out for dinner and a vase of your favorite flowers in the middle of it all. He knows it’s been a long day, he tells you, he wanted to do something for you. It wasn’t only that he couldn’t wait to see you. He has something to tell you, too, something to do with the fact that euphoric is the only way to describe how he feels around you. How light he feels every time you show him your caring heart. It means the world just to see you smile like you do when you walk in the door, tell him it’s amazing, and falter before both of you speak the words simultaneously: “I love you.”

First Fight: It’s more like a snip fest with him, like it starts with something kind of petty but you get ticked when he complains that you leave things a mess because it wasn’t that bad, you just lost one thing he came over to get and your home wasn’t a disaster. Then because he had an especially bad day, he replies passive aggressively and you end up icing him out for a bit. The afternoon passes like that, both of you just taking some much-needed space, and you come back together cooled off and ready to apologize.

First Anniversary: A true romantic, Seonghwa one hundred percent considers your hundred days an important celebration. He stays classic with the gift of flowers and matching couple rings for you, taking you out on a boat ride where he gifts them to you on the calm, sparkling water! He tells you then that he can’t wait to hit one thousand days with you.

First Pet: Ok, so Seonghwa really loves furry animals, right? But we all know his true favorite animal! You come home with a surprise, telling him he has his very own dragon now. His eyes light up and a smile spreads across his face as Seonghwa makes the assumption you’ve gotten him a plushie or a lego dragon. Wrong! What you have is a little tank for a bearded dragon lizard all set up with the cutest little decoration you could find- ok, fine, it was supposed to be for a fish tank, but shhh! Seonghwa can’t help but laugh and shake his head, but he also immediately coos and picks up the little guy gently in his hands. Your new baby’s name? Toothless, of course!

#ateez #ateez imagines #ateez reactions #ateez x reader #ateez scenarios #seonghwa #seonghwa x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #firsts with ateez #ask #anon #requested

[lookismaddict]

Lookism Chapter 429 Memes/Thoughts I Have:

(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made.)

THIS IS SO ADORABLE, LIKE LOOK AT JAMES BEING ALL PROUD OF DANIEL LIKE A BIG BROTHER. 😌💖

Every James Lee simp when they saw this panel:

Oh LAWD. IT’S THE SOUND OF THE POLICE! 🚔🚔🚔🚔🚔🚔🚔🚔🚔🚔🚔🚔🚔🚔🚔🚔

NOOOOOOOO!!!JUST LET BIG DEAL GO!!!!! 😫

Bro, if you don’t get your polka dotted boxers out of my FACE…

JAKE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING???

SOMEONE SMACK SOME SENSE INTO THIS MAN! I DON’T WANT HIM TO GET CAUGHT AGAIN!!

OMG JASON, TALK SOME SENSE INTO HIIMMMMM.

BRO, WHY DOES THIS CHAPTER GOT ME UGLY CRYING???

Daniel coming in with the CLUTCH. BUT NO PLS, BABY BOY, DON’T GET ARRESTED!! Your mom won’t be happy if you do… 😭

Daniel got Eugene sweating bruh. 😰

Or so you thought...

AYOOOOOOOO???? 👀

Oh boohoo bro, you won’t get what you want this time. 😑

AYOOOOOOOOOOO X2 ????

OMG YES, FINALLY. STEVE HONG GETS TO HELP DANIEL!!!! 

This is really nice but where’s your son at? We’ve all been missing him. Like PTJ, pls give us a peek at Jay Hong now. We’re basically all DYING to see what he looks like now. 

This bubblegum haired k-pop dude is so attractive. Not even gonna deny it. 

UUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!! 😩😩😩😩 THIS PANEL, RIGHT HERE!!!!!!! GODDAMN BRUH, LOOK AT HIM FLEX AND THOSE MUSCLES. THIS MAN IS LITERALLY EYE CANDY FOR ALL OF US.  LIKE HOW CAN BE SO FINE LIKE THAT??? 

Baby, I’d risk it all just for you. Say less. I’d even go out on a journey to try and find out what’s Victoria’s Secret, if you want me to. I can be your little detective, and anything you want bruv. So pleeeeeaaaaassseee sir.🧎🏽‍♀️🧎🏽‍♀️🧎🏽‍♀️🧎🏽‍♀️

I’m still in love with this contrast. I was hoping that we would get to see them fight, but I guess PTJ will be saving that sweet scenario for another day. 😔

Wouldn’t you like to know, Eugene?

H U H...? 👁👄👁

OMGGGGG, BIG BOOBY MAN IS BACK!!!!! HE LOOKS SO HOT EVEN WHEN HE’S INJURED BADLYYYY. 

I’M SORRY SAMUEL ASDHFASJDFHASDFHDFJKAS. WE ALWAYS THINK ABOUT YOUR BOOBS FIRST BEFORE YOUR OWN WELL-BEING. (I stg, this is what the Lookism fandom think about first right when they see Samuel Seo.) 

OH SHIT, THE MOMENT WE’VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR...

WOOOOOOOO HERE WE GO. NEXT CHAPTER, LET’S HEAR ALL ABOUT THE JUICY DEETS JAMES LEE. WE GET TO FINALLY KNOW WHAT IS WITH THE TWO BODIES THING!! AHHHHHHHH I CAN’T WAIT. FINALLY!!!!!! 😱😱😱😱

#JAMES LEE BEING A PROUD BROTHER??? #A lot happened in this chapter oml #lookism #lookism memes #lookism spoilers #lookism spoiler #lookismaddict #lookism webtoon #daniel park #zack lee #vasco #gun park #james lee #jake kim #manhua #manhwa #manhwua #webtoon

[gothic-thoughts]

Just Five Seconds of Focus

(realized i only have one smut of this adorable man. Finna rectify that rn 😌😌)

Part 2! Joseph Joestar x Black Fem Reader Fluff

ModernAU, CollegeAU, Tutor!Reader, Strangers2lovers

CW: studying with Jojo, kisses as motivation, biology facts(nerdshit fr)

TW: Might b corny asf but I thought it was cute 😭

Word Count: 1064 (give or take)

“Oh c’mon (Y/n)!”

Joseph Joestar, your classmate, was always a goofy, fun-loving guy. Unfortunately, that meant he hated any work that wasn’t fun, so studying with him for the upcoming biology test was torture. Eventually, you became fed up with his whining and bargaining, knowing you needed to make this study sesh into a game or something before you both failed.

“I said no. I am not failing cuz you wanna get a new high score.”

“Ugh... c’mon, I already know a lot of biology.” Joseph whined, “And we’ve been at this for hours.”

“No, you’ve been playing Mario Kart since we got back from class.”

“One more round won’t hurt!”

“It will cuz you obviously don't know how to stop.”

“I’ll stop myself after just one more round, I promise!” Joseph begged again, looking at you with puppy eyes.

“Hm, you still like me?”

Jojo went completely silent for a long moment as if he was trying to process your words.

“Now you’re shy? You was pretty shameless when you announced it last week.”

“Yeah, but this feels like a trick of some kind...”

“Just answer.”

"Maybe, what if I do?"

“Then how about for every question you get right I give you a kiss?”

Before you knew it, his Nintendo Switch was tossed up onto his bed and he was sitting right next to you, legs criss-crossed with the biggest smile on his face. 

"What are we waiting for?!”

“All I did was blink...”

“First question!”

“You bein’ serious?”

"Yep! If each good answer equals one kiss, I'm gonna be the best damn student in the entire school! We’ll ace this test for sure!"

You blink at his sudden enthusiasm before picking up your textbook, quickly flipping through to the questions and randomly picking one. 

“Ight, first one: what’s an animal cell?”

Joseph went silent, looking up to his right side before smiling. "That would be the one without the cell wall since it’s not a plant."

You look at the question again and shrug. “Works for me.”

Jojo smirked smugly, leaning over and presenting his cheek to you. Those pretty eyes shut as he waited, making you scoff and laugh in disbelief.

“I didn’t promise anything!”

“Come on, you know you want to~”

“Jojo.”

Rolling your eyes, you sigh before gently pecking his cheek, close enough to his lips to tease him a little, leaving a glossy kiss mark behind. He pouts a little, giving you a playful, knowing ‘look’.

"Aww, come on, a real kiss."

“Jojo--!”

“Just a quick one~!”

You laugh at him and place a soft kiss on his plump lips, making him chuckle. 

"Next question~"

“Hm, where is the radius ulna located?”

"Easy," Jojo scoffed, "It’s your forearm. It’s the bone on the outer side of the forearm."

You lean over and give him another kiss on the lips, holding it for a little longer just to make the poor boy’s heart race. You quickly pull away and pick up the textbook again, flipping through it to find another question while he pouts about it.

“Okay... Why do blood cells need oxygen to survive?”

"Oxygen is also needed to make hemoglobin, the protein that helps carry oxygen. They need oxygen to move through the body and release energy.”

“See? This ain’t even that bad.”

"Ahem, aren't you forgetting something?"

“I'm not giving you a kiss for that, that was an easy one!”

“Tch, you’re the one that said every question.”

“....shit.”

Once you place a soft kiss on his lips, he sighs in relief and smiles again, sass completely gone.

“Ight, only a couple more; I don't wanna get lip gloss all over you.”

"Hey, you can get lip gloss all over me any time~" Joseph winks.

“Oh shush~” You whisper, “Now, how do you determine the age of an individual using their skull?”

"Hm, I see you're going for harder questions now. It's... it’s based on the degree of development of the top of the skull and the features of the bone itself. By studying the features and measurements, you can determine the estimated age of a person."

“Good.” Another kiss.

"Alright, hit me with another one!" He said between breathless giggles.

“One more.”

"Alright, but I want a long one this time."

You furrow your eyebrows. “A long one?”

"Mhm, a long, passionate one~"

Your eyebrows raise in realization. “I feel like my lips are gonna be dry at this rate.”

“I could keep them moist if you run out of lip gloss.”

“There’s that shamelessness from last week.”

"I’m just saying... as much as I love these little kisses, I wouldn't mind getting a more intense one soon."

“How intense are you thinking?”

“Whatever you’re comfortable with, Miss Teacher.”

“Hm... that means I'm gonna give you a good question. Why do eyes become red in camera flashes?”

Jojo thinks a second, tapping his chin before suddenly he snapped his fingers.

"It’s the...uh... it’s the red-eye effect.”

“Well, duh. I said why.” 

“Cuz... of... the...”

“Guess no kiss--”

“Wait, no! It’s cuz of the way that the light bounces inside the eye. Yeah, that’s it; the flash causes reflections inside the retina-- which is red.”

“You’re shameless.”

“And eager.” He smiles widely, “So reward now... please?”

You lean in slowly just to watch him squirm in anticipation before you finally press your plump lips to his. He sighs softly as holding your face in his hands, making sure you can’t pull away like all the other times. He’s been wanting to taste you, to take that glossy lip sheen off, and feel your tongue like he’s been wanting for weeks. 

He hums as he slides his tongue into your mouth, getting so carried away that he picks you up from your spot on the floor and sits you on his lap, keeping your hips close to his torso. His eagerness almost drives you to his point of aggressiveness and you fist the front of his crop top in a tight grip, pulling him impossibly closer. Joseph moaned loudly and placed one hand on the back of your neck while he wrapped the other around your waist. You suddenly became fully aware of the lack of air in your lungs and pulled back, panting lightly.

“Damn Jojo...”

“Oops.” He smiles.

“I might like you back at this rate.”

“You might? As if you don’t already~”

#x black fem reader #x black reader #black writers #black reader #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo's bizarre adventure #black fem reader #joseph joestar x reader #joseph joestar #joseph jjba #jojo part 2 #jojo no kimyō na bōken #jojo bizarre adventure #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba part 2 #battle tendency

[abraxos-and-ataraxia]

Pussy eating champions in prythian, ranked for her pleasure 😌

Emerie: if you need an explanation for this one, seek help. And lesbians.

Helion: you can’t host orgies and steal another high lord’s wife if you don’t know how to Treat Her Right.

Lucien: if his lady isn’t coming on his tongue at least once, he’s in the wrong. Manners maketh man.

Tamlin: eats pussy like it’s his JOB. He wants it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Too much? Too bad.

Tarquin: he wasn’t born in Summer for nothing, this boy knows how to get wet, and he likes it that way. More importantly, he’s incredibly gifted in getting his woman wetter than ever before. Thank me later.

Azriel: well trained with a true love of pussy. Snap your fingers and he’ll be on his knees in an instant. Ready to serve at a moment’s notice. Equipped with a jaw of steel, he can go forever. Just imagine the intense focus of the spymaster when he has only one job: licking every inch of you.

Eris: that silver tongue is good for more that insults and snappy witticisms. He’s had centuries to perfect his technique and you can definitely tell. He’s always trying to break a record for how loud he can make you scream. He’s usually victorious.

Rhysand: we all saw that table scene. But. We had to wait until he finished monologuing. Likes to talk too much during sex to spend much time between his lady’s thighs. For the two seconds he’s down there though, is a god.

Cassian: I’m gonna be real. He likes eating pussy and he does a fabulous job, totally unafraid to delve deep and get messy, but every time feels a little too rushed to be world shattering. I’m sorry bro, we’ve seen too much talk and too little action. But I believe in you!

Jurian: I forgot him I’m sorry has been trapped in a ring for 500 years. I hate to say it, but the man is out of practice. That said, he does have a unique take on the female perspective I’m sorry again but it had to be said

#acotar #acotar rankings #can’t rank them all but we tried #UPDATED WITH EXPLANATIONS BECAUSE I FELT LIKE IT

[9w1ft]

Yes, I'm with you. If nothing else happens regarding Kaylor this year, I'm more than good. We didn't expect an appearance of KK at the tour at all!! I know I didn't. I'm still in shock over that. As much as we wanted it—it was so far from becoming a real thing. So with that, 2023 is already a huge win and a huge step in the right direction.

Can't wait to see what happens next! 1989 TV Vault tracks! Omg. The anticipation is killin' me!

yes! 2023 won! already!

i just wanna live in this moment a little longer 😌 we’ve been through too much to not savor this

[headingalaxys-spicy]

I have arisen from my deep slumber 😌

Could I request a part 2 for the Yandere Bully America ask? I like these kind of dynamics, which I also have discovered in another tumblr blog a few months ago, where America is being a total douche to the new country. I think their name was llamacup or something like that.

Anyway, have a nice day or night, thank you~

🥹😘

Hello there it’s 2023 and I’m filled with DETERMINATION ahahaha.

I want to answer all my story posts this year! 🌟

Tw: Death-of minor characters and torture.

✨⭐️Happy First Friday of the year⭐️✨

“You’ll never see the light of day again,” was a promise that hasn’t been broken.

Darkness became your new muse for crafting your mindset in captivity. Fear was on the loudspeaker having your mind teeter on the edge. When would you hear the dreaded clicks of his oxford loafers on the marble floor? Anxiety permeated your nervous system causing you to tremble like a neverending earthquake. How did things get this bad? Why, you? Why did it have to be you?

You felt hollow and sullen like a decaying tree succumbing to an infestation of black turpentine beetles. This is already after America stormed into your life like a hurricane and damaged you and your nation permanently with his supreme act of violence against you and Britain at the world meeting.

However while you may have been in captivity your love was not.

“Mr. Kirkland, how would you like us to give you some added assistance? We don’t have our duties at the palace today.” Some of his loyal long-time palace guards wanted to join in on Operation: Silent Alarm.

The messy golden haired blonde ceased his hurried pace towards the black Audi A1 car headed to the airport.

“It’s quite alright, gentlemen. I already have some of my best men with a solid plan to rescue Y/N.”

“Oh come on lad. You know that brute will definitely try to kill ye again. We can be a great backup after all we are trained and well equipped with weapons.”

Arthur couldn’t help but allow a small smile to form on his normally grumpy face. He loved how dedicated some of his people were to him and his royals. He still had to be as discreet as possible in order to get under that crafty American’s nose. It took him a few months in order to finally locate (Country Name). The bastard had her imprisoned in the New Hampshire wilderness underground in an elaborate labyrinth Alfred created back in the 60’s. He also had his pesky guards and security system to break through. Thankfully MI6 was more than ready to deal with this.

He again turned their offer down but requested that they be ready for him and his return with you. He would not be leaving without you. They relented and allowed him to leave so that the mission could begin. Arthur pressed the small button on his discreet earpiece.

“Testing operatives lavender and thyme do you read me? Have the both of you successfully landed in D.C. to carry on negotiations?”

A few moments drifted by while the diver started the car while Artheur continued to make sure all the pieces were in place for his rescue operation.

He waited tensely as he waited for a reply.

“Yes, operative Bluebell. We’ll let you know if we’ve located the Burger Man.”

“Copy that. Tally ho. To save y/n here we go.” Like a soldier getting ready to lead the charge on horseback Arthur sprints to his private jet that would take him just outside of Pittsberg, NH.

*******

After laying down in your own tears and mucus for what felt like a few minutes you lift your head up to look at the somewhat barren room you were confined to. It had the basics of what America thought you’d like to keep you entertained while you’re in captivity. A TV that had basic cable, Youtube, and Netflix. A plain (favorite color) journal, a stack of comic books and manga, art supplies, and a few old books that he clearly pulled from his attic in an attempt to try to find more things to entertain you since he plans on living the rest of your existence out in that tiny room.

You were beginning to go Stir-crazy from being confined for so long. Your only comfort was a man that you considered to be a monster that was crafted from a Stephen King novel. Your life became to that of a drawn out horror movie except the only difference is that the monster had taken a liking to you and fucked your brains out on numerous occasions.

“Damn it.” You spat in frustration. You growl under your breath, you wish the mental anguish would simply fade away. You begin to pace back and forth in your room. You listened carefully to the soft crunch of the marshmallow-like carpet given away under your feet. As you continued to do this for hours you eventually heard a few peculiar sounds that piqued your interest. At first you ignored it considering that what you were hearing was nothing more than maybe America or one of his staff milling about through the… where ever the fuck you were. Not that it mattered. No one could hear you nor could anyone-

The flatscreen TV that's mounted to your wall suddenly sparked to life. It startled you and you quickly jumped up in the air like a cat that’s seen a cucumber and flung yourself onto your plush bed and shielded yourself with your (favorite color) duvet.

“OH SHIT!”

“Y/N, Y/N do you can you hear me?” A familiar British accent called out from the screen.

With heavy drawn in breaths that filled your lungs it took you a few moments for your brain to recognize that it wasn’t the monster….

“Y/N?” He says much more gently this time. As if calling out to a severely injured dog. The tone was heavy with sadness. “Y/N… please …I hope you can hear me.”

A few tears pricked your eyes. His voice was the only thing that sounded like a daydream after being in this watered down version of hell.

“A…Arthur?” You say in a weak hoarse voice. There was still a voice in your mind screaming that it was a trick, a facade, a cruel prank that America was playing. All of the alarms in your brain were going off in a blaring symphony of panic. You were too afraid to remove your cover still and your shaking had begun again.

Silence hung over the room. You dared not to speak again.

Arthur stared at his screen that allowed him to see where you’d been imprisoned. He knew he had seen your slightly battered form run for the covers. He knew full well that you were not in the best headspace for any human nor country to be in. But he still had to try, because being left to America he'll surely turn you into a completely different country. You’d be unrecognizable. He tried not to think about all the ways that you’d change and did his best to put the images of you being America’s wife out of his mind.

Arthur called out once more with his voice cracking, this time you finally decide to take a peak from your massive duvet and look at the screen to see those dazzling emerald eyes. They were coated over with salt water that already began to spill onto his somewhat reddened cheeks.

“Oh my god it really is you. But…”

“Listen , Y/N we’ll save the heartfelt conversations for later. Let’s concentrate on getting you out of here. Within the next 30 seconds I need you to push your nightstand aside. One of my agents has constructed a tunnel that will lead you to the East and into the forest where I’ll be. I just need you to stay calm and….. It’s going to be okay.” He reassures you. Judging by the tension that you had in your face and the terror pouring from your eyes he knew he had to be more verbally accommodating to you in your fragile state.

‘Definitely going to ask France to make us a nice meal and I’ll actually have to be nice to get him to do it. Y/N is in some desperate need of pampering and escapism after this.’ He mused to himself.

You were still shaking tremendously. You hadn’t even registered his words in order to take action. However the agent Rosemary had reached you and effortlessly moved the nightstand from the hidden entrance that crumbled.

“(Country name)?” The agent calls out from the hidden tunnel. “Hurry, we have to get out of here. The guards are distracted but some of the other personnel will come to check on you and we have to allow the decoy take over for you before-”

Numerous footsteps pounding against the marble floor swarmed through the labyrinth. They began to draw nearer to your room.

“Y/N I promise it will be okay just listen to agent Rosemary. She’ll get you out of there safe and sound.”

“What are you guys going to use as a decoy?” Curious as to what your British love interest was scheming.

“This love.” A realistic hologram of you sprung to life from the screen. It was realistic. “Now tally ho. Get the hell out of there!” His transmission ends while your hologram continues to be projected through the screen. It wouldn’t be long before America’s guards figured out that it wasn’t you.

“My lady.” Rosemary pushed you into the escape route and you began to crawl for your life. With the agent right behind you couldn’t help but feel the tension that was in the pit of your stomach and made you somewhat nauseous. You had to cling to the fresher memory of Arthur in your mind to continue your escape and not be caught.

You had to get back to him you were determined to.

*******

In Washington, D.C. Burger Man I mean America was in a deadlock debate with Lavender and Thyme over trade deals. Agent Thyme’s golden hair swished violently as he pounded his fist against the table in heated debate with America.

“You can’t just harbor a personification and then begin a hostile takeover of their government and start spreading your propaganda like some twisted infestation! It’s illegal first and foremost. And second it VIOLATES THE ENTIRE BLOODY UNITED NATIONS CHARTER! And you’re supposed to be a LEADER?! You act like such a petulant child!”

“Funny that comes from a man that had more than half the world in the palm of his hand. How dare you insult me in my own senate.” He hissed back at England in pure defiance.

(they die at the end.)

“You’re acting like a super villain in one of your stupid comic books that you melt your already stupid brain with.”

The verdant versus aqua eyes collided with one another. Neither was the type to let their pride down. The air was tense with a thousand needles and no one wanted to be caught in the crosshairs. Teeth biting, nervous shifting, and over hundreds of eyes witnessing the showdown between two sworn enemies since the betrayal. Some cracked their knuckles to at least relieve some tension that was broiling within the room. America had reached the point where negotiations were at a stalemate and….

America’s earpiece beeped in his ear and although his facial expression stayed neutral and as distant as the moon. His eyes bled out with rage and stared out at ‘England’ with a look that was meant to obliterate one within mere milliseconds. He stood up suddenly as if a giant had been awoken from a peaceful slumber and was in a terrible mood.

He snapped his fingers.

Secret service surrounded Thyme and Lavender. The ruse was up.

“Kill them. Right here. Right now. They’re fakes.” America ordered.

“It was a pleasure working with you, Lavender.” The spell that Arthur originally put onto him wore off and their true identities were revealed. They raised their hands high into the air.

“We did our duty.” Lavender uttered her last words she’d ever speak in this world.

A few hundred rounds were fired off within seconds filling the air with deathly gunpowder. Two less souls came out of the senate that day. The monster raged through the White House all night. It was a scene straight out of hell. Glass broke, things set ablaze, people injured, and some even parished. The only thing that most who were in earshot of the White House could hear

Y/N HOW DARE YOU!

UK I WILL KILL YOU!

Y/N IS MINE!

Then just more hellish shrieks would follow. No one really wanted to question what was going on for fear they would be caught up in the chaos. They stayed away and allowed it to happen.

*******

For the first time in a while Y/N could rest peacefully without having a horrid lucid nightmare that would only bring her down deeper into depression. She finally felt okay for a moment between England’s athletic arms. She actually got to sleep and recharge her broken soul.

“Is everything going to be alright Arthur?” Your anxieties are still nibbling at the back of your ears. It was nice that you could talk to him but you still feared that he’d leave you because you’re damaged and neurotic. A ball of untamable wild energy that no one would want to deal with.

“Y/N it’s okay. I want you to relax. I won’t leave you. I won’t harm you like America. I promise.” He kissed the back of your collarbone. You felt a million bright butterflies fly from that area and through your entire being you felt relieved and could live in the moment. You felt relaxed and safe. Nothing could ruin this for you. You melted like hot butter in Arthur’s arms. You didn’t want to think, just feel. Nothing else mattered.

Except for the brewing storm that was brewing from across the pond.

#hetalia #hetalia fandom #hws #hws america #headingalaxys writes stuff #headingalaxys #yandere hetalia #alfred f jones #headingalaxys spicy #arthur kirkland #alfred jones #hetalia america #hetalia fanfiction writer #hetalia x reader #x reader

[jinnxd]

Not only was I just thinking about you and your fic just as you updated it, you also wrote Mizuki in a way that absolutely made me disgusted, it was too perfect. Like spot on with some of the guys that have hit on me and one I ended up dating. Absolutely gross, I loved it! Even though it made my skin crawl. Like fuck Mizuki, Orochimaru can have his body if you ask me. And I can't wait to absolutely melt when you get to the point of actually making Kiya and Kakashi date. Is fanfiction off of fanfiction a thing? Because I can imagine it now: they get together and everything around the same time as team 7 is formed, and then Naruto and Sasuke get assigned to team 7, and they gotta warm up to Kakashi one way or another, and he to them, and it all ends up in the most adorable family picnic. Or family vacation. Where Kakashi and Kiya are trying to have a romantic moment or two that the kids keep ruining because they're trying to have a dumb contest, the kind Kakashi and Guy regularly have. Meanwhile Kiya and Kakashi are working on a way to take down Danzo. And both of the boys end up overhearing that goal but never know the reason why they wanna do that. And also I headcanon sasunaru so Sasuke leaves after the exams anyway, and along the way realizes his feelings for Naruto run deeper and so he returns to his family. And Naruto realizes his feelings after training with Jiraya. Kakashi and Kiya are kinda weirded out but they've seen weirder things so it's fine. And as a family, they take down Danzo. But during the fight Danzo reveals what he wanted to do with Kiya which makes both kids rage so hard they don't even leave a single atom of him remain once he's dead. Is there a plot to this? Absolutely, it's called revenge and happiness because fuck Danzo and I want everyone else to be happy. Anyway sorry for rambling, THANK YOU FOR THE UPDATE, and I love you baiii <3

omg… you were thinking about me?! hehe I’m blushingggg (*´ ˘ `*).｡oO ( ♡ )

I felt horrible writing Mizuki and Kiya’s interactions, but they’re really just all based on past experiences of mine :3 that and I just took every single revolting aspect I could think of and threw them all at him hehehe—self-proclaimed “alpha male”? Check. Constantly interrupts Kiya and refuses to take no for an answer? Check! Negs her at every possible turn? Check, check, check!!!

(AU headcanon: Mizuki is a die-hard Andrew Tate fan)

I feel like we’ve all had shitty experiences with shitty men before (like wtf why are they EVERYWHERE) so this chapter/Mizuki’s WHOLE character is a tribute to all the victims of shitty men (≧o≦) I sincerely hope that the guy you ended up dating did not last long at all, and I hope he got what was coming to him! No one deserves to be treated that way >:(

(but I admit I’m having fun with this—it’s like Mizuki is being put in a public stockade and we all get to throw rotten tomatoes at him :) in a way, it’s nice to see that he’s so widely hated, because WE ALL DESERVE BETTER!!!)

I can’t wait for Kakashi and Kiya to get together, either🤭 there’s been a tiny hint of progress, but there’s still a long way to go until they both stop being idiots and just KISS already 👺

The fanfic of a fanfic is ADORABLE, I love that so much :’) I just want them all to be happy, they deserve so much love <3

And as for the Danzo takedown, there are a million different ideas in my head that are floating around!!! It sort of drives me crazy because everything else has an outline, but Danzo’s demise is just one big question mark🙈 the goal is to have it be a team effort, give everyone a chance to get their revenge, y’know? But then in the meantime Danzo just gets to LIVE until Sasuke’s old enough to beat him up… AHHHH idk idk idk all I know is I want everyone to jump his old mummy-looking ass 😌

RAMBLING IS MY FAV, I LOVE RAMBLING!!! (as we can all tell, I physically cannot shut up… we’re barely halfway through the story and at almost 300k words… oopsie) DONT APOLOGIZE FOR RAMBLING!!!!! Thank *you* for this lovely lovely comment, it was a pleasure to read 🫶🫶🫶

SENDING YOU SO MUCH LOVE!!!! ( •ॢ◡-ॢ)-♡

[melis-writes]

So I’m a black reader and I’m a huge fan of yours. I was wondering can you do we’re Victoria hang out with some black friends maybe enjoying lunch or shopping. They are mob wives maybe or went to school with her?

I would really appreciate that if you could. 🥹🥰

Omg absolutely!! ❤️❤️❤️ Thank you for all your love and support. 🥰 I love this idea so much! Victoria and the girlies all spending the day together! They’re not going to be nameless friends of course so I’ve named the ladies as Janelle and Dina! 😌💓

“Oh wait a minute, wait a minute—” Janelle can hardly hold back her laughter, clasping a hand over her mouth in the same response as Dina to the bottle of wine being uncorked in front of you three.

“You were serious?” Dina stares at the wine bottle in disbelief, reading over the ‘1945’ label again and again as the waiter begins to fill three wineglasses with it.

“I was, I told you I was,” you say throughout your laughter. “It’s a year to remember, isn’t it? That’s our year.”

“Our year,” Janelle admits proudly, smiling up at the waiter who puts the wine bottle in the centre of the table before leaving. “Mhmm, 1945…”

“Hell of a year,” Dina purses her lips, turning the wine bottle so the label faces her. “But the year we graduated, that’s for sure.”

“You know Victoria will commemorate every milestone with a bottle of wine, like my baby shower, and Dina’s wedding—” All three of you burst into laughter.

“You know,” you grin, digging your fork into your tiramisu, “I actually thought Michael may have been inspired by the idea himself, since he got me a bottle of wine for our one year anniversary.”

“He was. He was without a doubt,” Dina nods, completely convinced.

“That first year anniversary is always something, isn’t it?” Janelle chuckles, “I remember that phone call and all the post cards. No trouble in paradise, I hope?”

“None at all,” you beam back, blushing a little. “I just can’t believe how much time has passed by in the blink of an eye. We’re all married now, our children are growing up.”

“Ten years ago exactly,” Dina points out, grabbing her wine glass. “I could have sworn we were all making sure we weren’t late to our lectures back then. It’s a whole new world now.”

“Ten years but we’ve been here ten times and I don’t think—” Janelle squints her eyes, attempting to look out the window of the restaurant. “I don’t think we’ve given your poor chauffeur a break.”

“He’s taken my sister-in-law and I shopping before. Trust me, he can fit all of our bags in the trunk,” you chuckle to yourself.

“Ten years of shopping, ten years of sweet wine—” Dina raises her glass up, prompting you and Janelle to do the same. “Nothing has changed, girls. To us, cheers!”

“I’ll drink to that,” you giggle, clinking your glass with Janelle and Dina’s. “Ten years to us!”

“Ten years to us,” Janelle repeats, nodding proudly.

“Three accomplished and successful lawyers at one table,” you point out.

“It isn’t quite the same when you’re not in New York with us though,” Dina pouts at you. “I know that Michael was gonna sweep you away from the moment you told us you got engaged.”

“He swept her away to a compound,” Janelle laughs, shaking her head. “Oh, you gotta give her a break. And to be fair, Dina, you weren’t in New York City before. Whatever happened to Long Island?”

“The love of my life doesn’t live in Long Island, that’s why,” Dina admits shyly—a smile growing over her lips.

“And there you have it,” you playfully nudge Dina. “We’re all over the place but the same as I remember. My family’s still down here after all.”

“Good!” Janelle exclaims, “then we get to see more and more of you when you come down! Because as far as I’m concerned, we’re all here together for the whole day and we won’t accept anything less.”

“That’s more than fine with me!” You nod back, giggling.

#prompts #moth to flame fic #victoria ferrari

[sirensplayhouse]

Bruh this whole time I thought I was doing everything right but i really took a moment to think back at what I think throughout the day and I’m always tryna find new tips and tricks on how to manifest better etc and I’m always feeling worried and anxious and thinking if I do this I can finally manifest my desire. Like the state of mind I was in was of not having my desire and despite me affirming for 10 minutes every hour and affirming a bunch my dominant thought was that I didn’t already have it and I was waiting for it to come in bc I knew that I would be able to get it it’s just I was still in the mindset of waiting for it to come in. Been into loa for like a year now and now I’m getting living in the end I feel dumb as hell. Also can i be 🫧 anon?

we’ve all had those random realization moments 😭and it’s perfectly fine but whether you’re affirming to get or that you already have it doesn’t matter . really all you need to do is saturate your mind with the new story , flip negative thoughts , persist and don’t waver.

and ofc you can love 🥰welcome to the family🕺🏾(we have fun over here😌)

#my ‘🫧’ anon #welcome to sirensplayhouse #sirens pep talks

[luckyqueenreign]

WE ARE UP PEOPLE and by people I mean all the Suresh girlies!!!!😆😆😆💖💖💖

This volume was EVERYTHING AND MORE!!! Was definitely worth all the drama we’ve been dealing with for the last few weeks.

1.) Finn is just dirty! Yes Suresh cheated, but Suresh has always admitted that he was wrong and made it known he wanted us back. Finn is a flip flopper who wants what he can’t have. He is in a couple with Kat, knows how she feels about him and he still is trying to get some from MC? I definitely hosed him down with cold water for that! Kat still wants you after the embarrassment you continuously put her through, shame. Also I caught that comment when he said he MAY be open to the idea of marriage BUT I’m still me at the end of the day. So you want to have your cake and eat it to, got it. 😒👌🏾

2.) Not only did Suresh confess that we are is one and only love we found out he was gonna PROPOSE TO US?!?!??🥹🥹🥹 I wanted MC to just hop in his arms after that like they were both ready to commit to one another! Granted, they probably need couple therapy to help with that communication first but they wanted each other!😭😭😭 What if they were gonna propose to each other on the same day?! MY HEART 😭💖 Now we gotta thank Gabi for this cause without her foolishness and calling herself trying to one up MC we would not have gotten that, so for that thank you Gabi. I felt a tad bit bad for her only a tad, but i had to remember the snarky comments she gave us. The one thing I wished FB would have gave us when she was leaving is that we could tell her off like with Arlo and Meerat, but her not only embarrassing herself but then leaving was very satisfying. 😌

3.) Alfie 🙄🙄🙄 I DO NOT WANT YOU! WE ARE NOT GETTING BACK TOGETHER! What is not clicking?!? You messed that up babe. When he call himself saying that Suresh messed things up with MC I wanted to scream NO YOU DID! And he thought going on a dusty musty and crusty tour would bring feelings back, sir that is dead and gone! Suresh learned his lesson on losing me, you are too little too late. You had the nerve to kiss Kat, recouple with meerat, and then think you can come back to me, kick rocks sir!

4.) Suresh babe, I know you are truly and genuinely sorry but I need that cockiness to comeback. I chose you, I choose you, it was always gonna be you. The fact that he was packing his bags cause he figured my MC didn’t want him broke my heart. I wished since we were alone we could have gotten a cute moment or at least a snog or something! 😫😫

Lastly, that cliffhanger was so unnecessary FB like why?! Why couldn’t we have chosen our couple and then we get a cliffhanger for the others. 😤 Overall this volume was fun and so satisfying! 😄 Def giving me ideas and has me pumped for the boat scene (that will hopefully have bits *🤞🏾*). Sorry for the long thoughts, just had to share them with you and my Suresh girls! This was our week.😏😌

YASSSSS BABE!!!!! This is our time!!!

the Finn storyline had potential I saw where they were going with him but then week two of Finny I was like NAUR this man won't ever actually claim MC and he has a TERRIBLE pattern of it and look EVEN NOW, last week and he STILL hasn't claimed MC. he's waiting for her to do it. For her to have to choose him at the recoupling so that Kat, kicks off on MC. How is that fair? You could've literally done bits with the man that night and the next day he suddenly forgets you exist in the challenge and won't dance on you?? HUH?! NO at this late stage we need someone to CHOOSE us. We need someone that wants us. Sorry Finn, thats not you. And that's not even me getting into the whole "cheating thing"

You're so right about Gabi 💀 if it weren't for her disrespectful ass trying to play us we never wouldve found out that Suresh was trying to propose 😩🥹😭 but not only that Suresh CLAIMED us, said he loved us and that he STILL loved us now. That we were the ONLY person that he ever loved. (unrelated but related if u pick gabi the man is DEVASTATED)

ALFIE...here's what irks me about him. I gave him a shot pre-casa (I always knew I was going to be with Suresh, but your girl was bored) and yes I did kiss Suresh but he never ONCE let me explain myself, he never actually really gave us the truth about him and Kat (who initiated, what they discussed) if he actually truly liked us, we shouldve been able to sort through those issues and discussed them. I couldve even dismissed the fact the he brought meera back from casa, if after he came back if he was all about MC right after. But no was all lovey dovey with Meera, and only remembered we were alive when his girl was sent home. Alfie...you shouldve left with your girl mate!

I AGREE...I NEED COCKY SURESH BACK. THROW ME UP AGAINST A WALL PLEASE

it was unnecessary but I also like it because if we want to see the other routes it will be super easy lol so I actually dont mind it as much

[floralseokjin]

⤑ 9 months to fall in love 13 replies.

@starbtslove replied: Why do I feel this extreme sense of satisfaction like it’s me who was treated to that D 🫣🫣🫠🫠 Their feelings are now in the open and it makes me so so so so very happy. Jin, OC and Glob are the cutest. Absolute best. 💜💜 Your writing and stories have to have to be my favourite of all times 🫶🏻💜 Thank you so much for the updates 💜💜

LMAO I felt the same after writing that scene! Thank you and I’m so happy you’re enjoying the story 💖

@sweett-nightt replied: “You wanted him to call you that always.” just made me literally combust 🥰 this is the best birthday gift ever 😫😫😫

awwh happy belated birthday!!!! 💞

@travelgurrl replied: OH. MY. GAHDS. THAT was beautiful

thank you :’)

@nanied93 replied: Yesssssssss thank youuuuu 😌 I’m glad his mom came around quickly And I’m glad they came too 🤧💦 cause I couldn’t handle anymore abstinence lol

LOL I’m glad they came too! thanks for reading!

@murphbearr replied: Omygosshhshhshskskksks my head just!! 🤯🤯🤯🤯 But it was so hot at the same time!! I'm so happy that they finally are together and having the best time!!

The wait is finally over 😭 so happy for them!!

@bri-mal replied: I'm in love with them! Ugh the sense of relief this chapter has brought 😌 freaking finally! But RIP Sergio 🙏🏽

Sergio will be forever missed 🥺 lmao!

@rapunzel824 replied: Found this series last night and binged. Now I'm all caught up and can't wait for the rest. I'm glad they finally talked and finally hooked up.

I’m so happy you’re enjoying! thank you! 

@purest-expressionofgrief reblogged and said: completely forgot this was dropping today - what a nice surprise to wake up to !!!i'm glad jin's mom took the news well after his explanations! at least that's one less thing to worry about for oc and seokjin 😬 but i'm glad, most of all, that oc finally got the d 😩 congrats sis omg 

We’re all so happy for her 😂 she deserved those orgasms! Thanks for reading! 

@liz3056 reblogged and said: IT FINALLY HAPPENED !!!!! I'm glad they are progressing in their relationship I'm so happy. Also I'm glad his mom was do nice about the news  now let's see how the family dinner goes hopefully nobody is mean. I'm so happy for them and with hiw good things are going. 😁

Seokjin’s mom is a sweetheart! Everything is so good and happy right now, they deserve it! 🤧

@munirecs reblogged and said: UNLIKE SEOKJIN’S DICK,, WHY DO I FEEL SO SOFT FOR THEM?? 🥹🍆  i miss them already…..

😂😂 this gave me a good laugh! 

@jjungcookie reblogged and said: I think this was the moment we had all been waiting for. The reaction of Seokjin's mum was a lot better after she found out about everything and now I can't wait for lunch on sunday when the mc is going to meet the rest of the family! Also now you've put into my mind the scene of jungkook flirting with Seokjin's mother and I can't wait to see that or something similar hahaha. And I can maybe see the mc calling jin Seokjinie when she wants a favour or she wants to baby him hahah I don't know. I think it would be cute.The chapter was great and I loved it! ❣️

The thought of Jungkook flirting with Seokjin’s mother makes me laugh so hard 😂 Jungkook loves milfs 🥰 and I can totally see Oc using ‘Seokjinie’ when she wants something from him/wants to baby him! (We know he loves it!) Thanks for reading and happy you enjoyed this chapter! 💞

@yoontaethings reblogged and said: this chapter turned me into mush 🥺 i'm glad my worries didn't happen and although seokjin's mom was a little skeptical at first, she was also very accepting and understanding of the situation despite the unorthodox way of conception lol 😅 i already like seokjin's mom and can definitely see him in her!and for the second part of this chapter 🥵 we FINALLY got what we've all been waiting for and it was written so perfectly i'm so soft. i'm glad their second time wasn't like their first and you can definitely see how different it was from the first time around because now there's feelings involved and they've both admitted to these feelings as well which is 🥺😍💘💞🥰😭💝 uGH i love this couple so much 🤧

We all should have trusted Jin when he said his mom would be shocked at first but happy with the news afterwards lol! I’m so happy you can see the difference between their first time to now! The sex was still hot but now it’s done with feelings 🥺 Thank you for reading!!!

@8211997 reblogged and said: FINALLYYYYYYYYYYYY Please do not expect me to be okay and functioning for the next month BC IT FINALLY HAPPENED!!!!!!!!! Also your versions of Jin (no matter the story) always make me feel single as hell and this did not disappoint and I'm so glad that Jin's mother was so accepting after her initial shock and Y/N gets a chance to not only create her own family (including Yuna and Jimin ofc) but to literally create a new family with Jin and his family and Glob 😭 ugh let me recover until the next chapter comes out. 

I make myself feel single as hell, don’t worry 🤣 no one is living up to these fictional Jins! No one!!! I’m so happy you enjoyed this chapter! I feel as if by the end of this story Oc will have so much family to depend on and be loved by 😭 She deserves it!

@minttangerines​ reblogged and said: Jin talking to Glob before sex 😭 I’m glad his mom came around quickly. They do have a lovely relationship when she’s not being pushy. This is only the beginning of announcements so let’s see how everyone takes it.

ikr 😂 like man what are you doing?? stop!! There’s still a couple more announcements to go! One in ch14 and one in ch16.... let’s see how it goes! 😬

@moonsrecs reblogged and said: In all seriousness!!!! Can’t believe Glob just sat there meeting his grandma and said nothing 😖 we are not raising you to be rude Glob! (Okay joking over now seriously 🤣) . I’m so glad everything went smoothly with Jin’s mom 🥺, and I’m happy to see OC have another motherly figure around, Glob is gonna be so loved 🥰. Also!!! The confessions!!! 😩😭🥰  so cute and fluffy and amazing and I just fucking adore a hopeless romantic man expressing it so 🥺. And of course, the sexy time: GOOD FOR HER!!!  It’s what she deserves!!! 

How rude of Globby! That baby is going to be SO spoiled when they’re born 😂😭 Seokjin really is a hopeless romantic, I adore him so much 💖 and I’m so happy for him!!! and Oc of course. She waited a long time for that d 😮‍💨

@purpuravm reblogged and said: I can't wait for then giving the notice to the Kim family I'm sure that they go na be so happy for them. But I'm kind of worry for y/ns family. Nevertheless, looking forward to the next chapter, that end was 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Oc will be telling her family very soon! Let’s see what happens! Will it go as smoothly as telling Seokjin’s family did.....? 😬 Thanks so much for reading!

#fic:9mtfil #replies

[hotarutranslations]

Iwatee!!

TL NOTE: I'm sorry for taking so many liberties with translations today, I am certain other translators would be able to this with more eloquence ORZ

Evening

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Currently Holding Auditions The deadline is 10/24 10:00AM  🐣🤍   We'll be waiting for you to challenge it

Thank you very much today! For the live in Morioka, Iwate!

Its been a while since we've been in Iwate!

As soon as we arrived at the venue I couldn't help but feel nostalgic! I'm home---!(?)

Our 2 days in Tohoku is over~

Safely 😌🍀

I'm really happy we are able to have our lives Thank you again!

Today was really fun as well!

The seeing our fans that look happy, its something that really gives us eneRairi-- 😌🍀 It just comes out naturally like wow, amazing......! lol

Continuing with Erairi, (TL: Play on the word Erai (excellent) and Rairi) It was newly announced today (?) Sayonarairi--, (TL: play on sayounara (goodbye) and Rairi) Here, I'll suggest "eneRairi" tomorrow 🎈 lol

I wanty (TL: itaidy, a play on Itai (want) and Kaedy) Perhapsy, (TL: Kanady, a play on "Ka na" (TL: a participle meaning like 'should I?') and Kaedy) This new language from Kaedy was also announced 🎈 lol

Eripon also said, I'm happyon! (TL: Urepon, Ureshii (happy) and Eripon combined) but I think that was probably limited to today ←

Todays MC had that kind of atmosphere 😂 lol

It was a nonstop live but,

For fleeting moments, there are times like this

I also like this Morning

I've had lives in my hometown countless times but,

At the same time, I'm happy that I can enjoy my favorite town,

I want to have a live here! it feels like that, It feels special, I'll do my best so it can feel like that from now on 😌🍀

Today in Iwate, Lots of applause was reverberating around, that also made me really happy~ ☺️🎉

See you next week!!! In Nagano!!!

🔵  Tokyo Sports note Series  🔵   #83 The Day I Finally Realized Kaedy Is Graduating

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10/28 (Fri) 8:00~9:00PM BS Sky Perfect! FULL CHORUS ~Music is a Full Course~ One Night Only Revival Special!

Um! This program has greatttlyyy helped us out! Full Chorus-san are doing things on one night only  💛  

I'm happy! Joyful!

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We challenge HOUSE #1~3  🕺   Premiers 10/20 (Thurs) 11:30PM~

This time we recording #4~6  🕺   Premiers 12/1 (Thurs) 11:30PM~

Hello Pro Dance Academy Season 8

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Thank you very much for last nights broadcast! I'll listen to it on radiko's timefree on another day!

Morning Musume '22 Morning Jogakuin ~Houkago Meeting~ Radio Nihon (Sat) 12:00~12:30AM STV Radio (Mon) 3:00~3:30AM KBS Kyoto (Wed) 9:30~10:00PM

I'll be in attendance the 4th and 5th week of October  ⚠️  

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Goodnighttt!

After Running 50 Meters At Full Strength...The Goosebumps Wouldn't Stop

This video made me laugh & be happy yesterday 😂💚

I'm sure that, the fans will know where I laughed, By all means definitely watch it 🤭💚

see you ayumin <3

https://ameblo.jp/morningmusume-10ki/entry-12770890771.html

#Ishida Ayumi #Morning Musume #Morning Musume '22 #Hello! Project #Translation #Blog

[rinnysega]

I won’t be posting anything on here about my book since it’s original work, but Gus Pinheiro is a main character and perhaps the best version of him I’ve ever written (to me lol time will tell as chapters are written).

What I’ve shared so far with others on my new original works discord has been met with good things, and we’ve got channels for feedback and critique set up to make sure we’re keeping up with original content and holding one another accountable for art and writing. It’s so easy to always fall into fanworks, but I think with the rich environment cultivated so far among friends on our other server, it will be a lot easier to stay on path and get feedback in the moment as I go along. And the same for them as well!

Precipice will end soon in about 5 more chapters and an epilogue, and I’ll still write small stories for encanto for the Arcilla AU for those interested, but I am eager to finish a novel (for once lol) and strive for publication.

And it helps me to know others are taking advantage of the same group and will be able to do the same for their stuff too.

Recently at DragonCon, 3 of the people in my server met up to hang out and the stories I’ve heard have been so uplifting. It makes me very happy to know a fun experiment of getting strangers together through fandom can work out well to the point of lifetime friendships and friends who are there for one another during the hardships of the present. We have disagreements and the occasional roll of the eyes with one another, but at the end of the day, I appreciate when this group is able to see the good in one another and set aside those differences to focus on the important things in life of helping one another. I think it’s made us all a lot stronger and more understanding of ourselves and others ❤️

It’s been a week lol and between therapy, work, family stuff, writing and fandom work in coming up with a zine with a handful of other incredible folks, it’s a very stable bar to hold onto for support. I’m glad I’ve been in a good place now the last few days, so I can be there for them like before. I enjoy collaborating and meeting new people. I enjoy openly showing my inner feelings of love and affection by helping others, and in that assistance, I know in my heart what is right, who I am, and it’s given me immense inner peace to work on things I can change for the better but have faith in myself for what I’m doing right 😌

It’s like coming out of float therapy without the hour of dark solitude lol

TLDR: I’M EXCITED FOR MY BOOK AND MY FRIENDS AND I CANNOT WAIT TO MEET MORE OF THEM AND HAVE OUR BIG SAPPY REUNION NEXT YEAR WHEN WE RENT A BIG CABIN FOR A FEW DAYS!

#and speaking of float therapy I’m gonna book one before our cruise next week #going into my 7 night holiday feeling at peak zen #💋 #misery enjoys company and I’m sorry but I’ve got better shit to do