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writingintheshadowsforever · 1 year

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Riri Williams x Reader Personal Space Heater

You grew up in California, and whenever it came time for a family vacation. Your parents always picked some sunny tropical paradise. You weren't used to dealing with any temperatures below sixty degrees, and snow was practically a myth to you.

Riri knew all of this prior to inviting you to spend Christmas with her and her mom. Usually you would go home for the holidays but your parents had finally been able to retire from their jobs. This year, and were currently traveling all around the world like they always wanted to. Initially, they did offer to send you, your older sister and brother plane tickets of your own. So all of you could fly over and meet them in Greece where they would be for the next week or so. But all of you turned down their offer, deciding it was best to just let them enjoy their journey together. Your parents always wished for alone time like this, and were only offering to be nice. That's the kind of parents they were, so you guys decided it was time to return the favor.

Your older sister decided to go home with her own boyfriend, who was eager for her to meet his family. He had met hers last year, and it was the same thing for Riri. Last year, all three of you had brought your significant others home, and this year, all of them wanted to do the same.

You thought Riri was being ridiculous when she forced you to go shopping for a whole new wardrobe.

"Babe, those thin hoodies and small ass coats aren't going to do any good in Chicago. You're going to freeze your ass off, " She told you.

"And we can't be having that now, can we?" You joked, shuffling through the jacket rack.

"No, we cannot." Riri mused her eyes, drifting lower and lower, admiring the view. Despite all her protests, you still chose to wear a pair of white jeans that were a little tight on you, and while she was worried. About you shivering to death in the pants due to the Boston cold air. She had to admit the jeans did your ass justice.

"Seriously, Riri, stop staring at my butt and come help me pick out an appropriate jacket. Our flight is leaving in a couple of hours, and we need to get there early to beat the crowd." You said, turning around to face her, knowing she was only half-listening to you.

Her eyes stayed glued to your backside until your body was fully turnt around. She looked back up, almost instantly giving you a grin despite the irritation on your face. "Alright, step aside. I got this, and stop worrying we're on good time right now. This store isn't even crowded. We'll be out in no time."

"Yeah but traffic is going to be a bitch" You reminded her.

Riri nodded her head in agreement, moving the jackets aside a little faster. So far, every time, she tried to let you pick out something you liked on your own. You completely failed the assignment while the clothing would no doubt be stylish and beautiful on you. The material was weak and nowhere near thick enough to for the Chicago winter. Not only did she not want to deal with your whining about being cold, but her mother would kill her if you showed up on her doorstep in insufficient clothing.

It took her about twenty minutes, but she was able to pick you out two strong winter coats, a few sweaters, and three pairs of pants. You had also found a pair of black snow boots and an oversized hoodie with your favorite band on it to add to the pile.

"Are you sure you don't want anything, babe?" You asked her as the cashier scanned the clothes.

"Naw mamas, I'm all good, unlike you. I'm actually prepared for the Chicago snow." Riri said, waving you off. It was the third time you offered to buy her something.

"I still think you're exaggerating about how bad it's going to be. I mean, if I can handle the cold weather of Massachusetts, then Chicago should be a breeze."

Riri let out a laugh. "Oh, and by handle, you mean you spend every waking moment locked up in your room with a five-hundred dollar space heater. That has enough power and range to keep the whole building warm."

"You say that like you don't crash in my dorm the second winter hits," you shot back.

It was funny because the same way you weren't really thinking about how cold it would be in Chicago. When you decided to go to MIT, you did no research about the weather in Massachusetts. Your first year when the cold temperatures hit your teachers had to threaten you with a failing grade to get you to attend classes in person. Your parents sent you back to school with the expensive space heater next semester. Riri did have one of her own, and while it did get the job done, yours worked wonders. When she walked into your dorm room, it felt as if you had an actual fireplace in your room with flames ignited. Of course, she crashed with you.

"Yes, I enjoy being as warm as possible, but unlike you, I still know what real cold is, and I'm going to enjoy watching you eat those words later on." Riri said, shaking her head.

You paid for the clothes and ended up buying her something after all. Riri spotted a Starbucks before the two of you reached the exit and wanted a hot chocolate along with two cake pops. No doubt there would be one in the airport, but you knew from experience the line would be stupid long. It was the last thing you wanted to have to deal with, so of course you got her what she wanted. Also, getting yourself a hot mocha with a chocolate chip cookie.

Riri ended up making the drive since you had to repack your bags with the new clothes. Traffic was heavy, but the two of you still managed to reach the airport about five hours early for the flight to Chicago, and while the lines were long. Both of you knew it could be much worse around this time. Once you and her were made through security and was fully processed for the flight. Riri fell asleep with her head resting on your shoulder.

You let her sleep for the entire wait time, knowing she had to be tired. The young genius woke up two hours early to finish packing for the both of you. Well, it was mainly your bags she had been worried about. Her snooping through your suitcases is how she came to the conclusion. You were completely unprepared for this trip to Chicago, and that's what really led to the shopping trip.

While you appreciated her concern and loved the way she was looking out for you. Deep down, you still weren't worried about the cold. How bad could it be?

Eight hours later, after one long flight with only a slight delay, your question had been answered, and you were regretting your decision to not change your clothes. Riri urged you to go in the bathroom and switch out of the tight jeans. One of the pair of pants that she picked out, but you stood your ground.

She didn't even try to hide the smirk on her face as your teeth chattered. While your the bottom half of your body shivered. You were smart enough to throw on the black wool coat with cotton padded on the inside.

"H-h-how ar-are we-we getting ta-ta-to your mom's? You stammered out the question.

"There are some Ubers down here come on," she told you, taking your hand into her gloved one. She could feel how frozen your hands were through the glove, and her eyes glanced down to see both of your hands bare. "Ma, where are the gloves I gave you?"

You looked away at the tone of anger in her voice. While she was probably taking joy in being right. The last thing Riri wanted was for you to be sick, which is why despite all the teasing she was doing. She made sure you had everything you would need to stay a little warm. "The gloves are in my bag. I didn't think I would need them, alright." You admitted falling back behind her as a cold gust of wind blew past.

You pressed your chest to her back and wrapped your free arm around her waist. Riri didn't protest at first, but then your freezing cold hand touched her bare stomach. She jumped a foot in the air with a shriek. A few people glanced at the two of you, and one guy shot her an apologetic look as his girl stood behind him with her hands stuffed in his pockets. If anyone knew her pain, it was him.

"Y/N, have you lost your damn mind?" She cried out, releasing her grip on your hand as she wiggled out of your hold.

"My hands are cold. I'm cold," you whined, wrapping your arms around your waist. Pressing your hands into your own jacket as tight as possible.

"Yeah, I get that, but what's wrong with my jacket pocket?" Riri asked, raising an eyebrow at you.

"Body heat is better," you said with a shrug.

"Bruh, you do that again, and I will revoke all your cuddling privileges," Riri threatened. Her hands held out in front of her to ward you off.

"Fine, fine, I'm sorry now will you please." You begged motioning for her to turn around with your head.

Riri raised a single finger at you with a stern look, warning you not to try anything funny. Nevertheless, she turned back around so you could resume hugging her from behind. This time, your hands slipped into her jacket pockets. The two of you finally made it to an Uber, and after putting the address into the GPS. He started the drive to her mom's house. The car ride was silent as you cuddled up to her in the backseat.

Riri paid attention to the route he was taking, not just for safety reasons, so she would know when the trip was almost complete. Halfway through, she dug in her bag, pulling out an extra pair of gloves. "Unless you want to see my mom strangle me to death, put these on."

You slipped the gloves on without argument, murmuring a quiet thank you.

A few minutes later, the driver pulled up to a two-story dark blue house with the edges of it painted white. There was a big porch leading to the front door with chairs set up on either side. There were Christmas lights lined up on the outside along with a few reindeer statues in the front yard.

"So much for waiting for me to put up the decorations," Riri grumbled under her breath. She opened the car door and got out waiting for you to follow before shutting it. The driver let the window to the passenger seat so you could pay him. Meanwhile, Riri got the luggage out of the trunk between the two of you. There were four suitcases with only one belonging to her. You packed a little more than she did, considering this was her home.

"So this is your last chance to back out if you're having any second thoughts." Riri said, fumbling with her fingers with her eyes directed at the snowy ground.

You could feel the nerves coming off her in giant waves, which surprised you. Up until this point, she had been nothing but calm about this whole thing. Heck, when you took her home last year to meet your parents. Riri handled it with ease. Nothing fazed her, not even when your siblings cornered her with if you hurt my baby sister conservation. That every other girlfriend you had in the past seemed to dread more than anything.

"You know I would grab your face and kiss you right now, but my hands are starting to freeze through these gloves. Come on, Ri, you know there's no such thing as second thoughts with me. At least not when it comes to you, I'm sure about everything when you're involved. Let's get inside before both of us freeze our asses off, " you told her.

She found herself releasing her deep breath she didn't even know she was holding in. At your reassurance, the nervous feeling in the pit of her stomach seemed faded away just like that. Riri lifted her head up to see you standing there shivering as snow fell from the sky. But you had a big grin on your face with your hand extended out for her to take. She did tugging you closer to her so she could press her cold lips to your own. In a heated kiss that would warm both of you up.

"Riri Williams, if you don't get in this house and bring that girl of yours in here with you. I'm going to come out there and drag both of you in here by the ear. It's below zero out there with a blizzard going on. Now is not the time for y'all to be out sucking face. This is not a Hallmark movie." A woman's voice yelled from the porch combined with the sound of a screen door flying open.

Riri pulled away as heat rose up on her cheeks due to embarrassment. You covered your mouth with both of your hands to muffle your laughter. "Sorry, Momma, we coming."

"Right now," her mother demanded and disappeared back into the house.

Riri let out a groan as you shook your head in amusement. "I'm so glad you find all of this to be so funny."

"Hey, you kissed me," you said before bursting into laughter bending over with your hands on your knees.

"Help me with the bags before she makes good on her threat," Riri snapped, smacking you on the shoulder. You straightened up a few seconds later to slide a duffel bag onto your shoulder and to take the handle of one of the rolling suitcases. Riri might have sounded frustrated, but you could see the humor in her eyes.

You followed her into the house and was presented with. A spacious and cozy living room on the back wall was the furniture consisting of. A large dark gray sectional sofa with a futon at the bottom and a recliner in the corner of the room. A big glass table was positioned in the center of the floor covered in little whatnots and two jars filled with candy on either side. On the other wall of the living room, there was fifty-five to sixty inch flatscreen TV with the Samsung logo on the front. It was resting on top of a big brown TV stand with a cabinet area at the bottom.

A cop drama was playing with the volume set pretty low, making background noise.

"Momma," Riri called out, setting the suitcases off to the side. She motioned for you to do the same as she headed towards a doorway. You dropped the duffel bag on the floor by the suitcases and hurried along right behind her.

The doorway led to a kitchen covered in white tiles floor with a brown dining room table with six chairs pushed in. The kitchen was a mix of modern and old schools with an island in the middle matching the brown table. A brown-skinned woman who had maybe an inch on Riri was at the kitchen sink with her back to both of you. She was dressed in a black shirt with some blue sweatpants and a pair of black bedroom shoes on her feet. A blue bandanna was tied on top of her head, but box braids spilled out of it, going down to her back.

"Riri, I hoped you took those shoes off at the door. No tracking in my kitchen." The woman said without turning around.

"Shit," Riri muttered, turning back around to go do just exactly that. She gripped you by the waist, moving you along as well. Both of you left your shoes by the door along with a set of others before making your way back to the kitchen. By now, her mom was done in the sink and was mixing some raw chicken in a bowl of seasoning.

Her mom paused her cooking to wipe her hands and come over to both of you. Immediately, Riri threw herself into her mother's arms, who wrapped her arms around her in bear hug. "It's good to have you home, my little genius."

"It's good to be home, momma," she replied, burying her face into her mother's neck. They stayed like that holding each other for a solid ten seconds. Before her mother's warm brown eyes settled on you standing in the doorway. You gave her a little wave with a small smile.

"Alright, come on, introduce me to your girlfriend. She's the first one you bought home in forever." Her mother said, pulling away.

Riri took a step back and took you by the hand to pull you forward. "Mom, this is y/n. we've been dating for about a year and a half. Y/N, this is my mom."

You held out your hand for her to shake "Mrs.Williams its so nice to finally - whoa, okay." You let out a small gasp of surprise as she knocked your hand away and pulled you into the same bear hug. She shared with her daughter just a minute ago. You were a little hesitant at first, but eventually, you did return the hug.

"Don't be shy sweetheart you're practically family at this point. My little girl hasn't ever brought someone home even when I would beg her to. The fact that you're here lets me know you're something special, honey, " She told you.

"Mom," Riri whined.

Her mother gave her a wink as she finally released you. "Why don't you two go get settled in. I'm cooking dinner for tonight, but there is some leftover lasagna in the fridge. If you don't want that, it's early in the day. I'm pretty sure Riri would love to take you out in the city. Just have some fun and enjoy yourselves. We can catch up at dinner."

You and Riri ended up going out into the city after eating some of the lasagna that did not disappoint. Despite the cold weather, you loved sightseeing the city of Chicago captivated by the beauty of Riri's home. Now that you were in the proper clothing, the cold wasn't as bad, and you were ready to take full advantage of the mountains of snow. You were like a little kid pulling Riri into a vacant parking lot to make snow angels, build a snowman, and do every other cliche activity. You witnessed people doing on TV during Christmas movies. Riri didn't mind one bit even though she grew up in this weather and had done these things a million times. Doing it with you made her feel like it was the first time.

The sun was getting ready to set as the sky started to turn a dark blue. By the time the two of you made it back to her house, Riri went into the house to wash up and attempt to get a quick nap in before dinner. Her mom was sitting in the recliner watching The Brothers and informed her. The food would be ready in about two more hours. You were still outside sitting on the front porch watching the snow fall.

It was when the winds started to pick up and get stronger with each breeze. You called it a night and went inside. Riri was in bed buried under the covers, and there was a small space heater going, making the room slightly warmer than the rest of the house. You shrugged out of your jacket, socks, and gloves before slipping into the bed with her. She let out a soft hum to greet you and turned her body around to face you.

"How you feeling, Ma?"

"Snow is freaking beautiful but got damn I'm freezing," you whispered through chattering teeth.

"I told you to come inside and watch the snow fall, but you never want to listen." Riri gloated, shaking her head with an amused smile that you could barely make out under the darkness of the duvet.

"Well, it's a good thing I have you to warm me up then, huh?" you commented. Riri wasn't sure of what you meant at first but found out a second later. When your feet pushed their way under her legs. You grinned as Riri let out an even louder shriek than the one from earlier. No doubt your toes were the coldest part of your body.

"Holy shit y/n" Riri shouted, attempting to scoot away, but you let out a whine stretching your legs out to follow her. You wrapped your arms around her waist to pull her back.

"Okay, okay, your feet can stay, but you got to chill," she complained, squirming in your arms. As your hands found her bare skin again. "You lucky I freaking love you because your ass should be on the floor for that little stunt."

"Come on, you're used to this. I'm not, which means you have to be my personal space heater."

"Man, you could've given me a heads up, at least."

You shook your head. "You would've said no."

"Damn right now come here let's get some sleep before the food is ready. I'm tired, and my mom will not tolerate us ditching dinner." Riri opened her arms, letting you settle in her embrace with your face buried in her chest.

"Oh yeah, I love you too, Ri,"

Riri gave you a quick squeeze indicating she heard you, and both of you fell into a blissful sleep.

#mcu imagine #riri williams x reader #riri williams imagine #marvel imagine

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cobycobsy2k · 4 months

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Alternative, Season 2, Episode 16: "Chaotic Y2K"

"The year 2000 has begun, so everyone is very excited to see what this new millennium has in store for them, so let's see what has happened to the boys"

Academie Le Tour

House of Bianca, Kent, Desiree and Ulysses

Desiree and Bianca were returning from a walk, as they had both had a nice vacation and had many stories to tell.

Bianca: My parents don't want to let me get my nose pierced! My "brother" so to speak, Mercutio, knows a very expert piercer who is in Downtown. I'm going to see if we go together and I'll get the piercing done.

Desiree: Really? Wow! It sounds good, my mom says that now I can wear a little makeup, the other day we were buying things and I saw some very nice clothes!

Ulysses (Together with Kent going to greet her friends): Wow, girls, you look fabulous!!

Kent (Giving a little joke to Bianca): How are you going to get a Piercing, Bianca?

Bianca: Hey Kent, you're very joking today haha! Well, I'm going to get a piercing!

Ulysses (Looking at Bianca with a small blush): I think a piercing would look very nice on you!

Bianca (Surprised to hear Ulysses' words): Do you really believe that? Thank you!

The four friends decided to talk about everything they had done on their vacation.

Meanwhile, at Priscilla, Rénee and Crystal's house

Crystal had invited her best friend Riley and her boyfriend Mickey to spend the day with her. The two were telling them everything that had happened at graduation and how college was going.

Mickey (while hugging Riley): And then, we met Cassandra Goth herself, but we only saw her from afar…

Riley (as she grabbed Mickey by her chin): We would have said hello to her if we weren't busy with that college job! Ugh Crys, I swear college isn't like in the movies.

Crystal (while chatting with someone on the PC): Really? I imagine it must be horrible!!

Mickey: Yes… especially everything that has to do with Mathematics, that teacher Randall is very demanding… Right Boo?

Riley: You're right Mickey, by the way, Natasha invited us to her house in Desiderata Valley, because there will be a party for John's birthday… Although I told her that we would go before nightfall… Who do you talk to so much Crys? I see that you are very focused on the computer.

Crystal (with a smile): Well, it turns out that I'm talking to a friend named Buz, I think that's his name!, who is very handsome, and studies at La Fiesta Tech!

Riley: Really? That sounds great! You just have to be careful, who knows if he's actually a good person or not?

Meanwhile with Priscilla and Rénee

The two girls were watching TV accompanied by a friend of Mickey and Riley.

Priscilla: I don't understand why the principal told us to come to the Academy if we have a free week…

Rénee: The truth is I prefer to be here than at home, having my mother pregnant is a bit chaotic, although I do get a little bored here.

Priscilla: Should we tell Crystal to see if we go out together or not?

Rénee: Nah, She's busy with Riley and Mickey.

Tim (University Mascot): And why don't you try shopping here at the academy?

Priscilla: Sounds interesting!

At that moment Crystal runs out with great excitement, since that Buzz guy had arrived at the Academy. Upon leaving, Crystal felt disappointment and anger, because in reality, Buzz was nothing more and nothing less than General Grunt from Strangertown.

Buzz: Hello Crystal! It's nice to see you here!

Crystal (a little angry): I say, what are you doing here?

Buzz: Miss, I remind you that I am that friend she was talking to on the internet, and also, why are you wearing that short shirt?

Crystal (angry): Listen to me very well! You are not my father or my uncle to tell me what I should or should not wear, second, it's a halter top!!

Buzz (a little surprised by Crystal's attitude): Wow, so we have a rebellious lady? I really like your attitude Crystal, you're too cool

Crystal (Calming down a little): Really? Well, thank you very much, I think you are someone very interesting!

Buzz (While grabbing Crystal's hand to kiss her): A lady like you shouldn't distrust others, I won't say anything to your uncle, don't worry, your secret will be safe with me.

Inside the house, Rénee and Priscilla were watching everything, they were both a little worried about Crystal's attitude.

Rénee (Sitting on the floor, because she and Priscilla are hiding of Crystal): That's not a real military man!? Crystal is crazy!!

Priscilla: I think we should talk with her later...

#sims 2 #sims 2 uberhood #cobycobs alternative uberhood #kent capp #ulysses mcgrahams #desiree park #bianca monty #riley harlow #mickey smith #crystal vu #buzz grunt #priscilla wilson #rénee aguilera

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beck-hartman · 6 months

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TASK #13: SHORT & SWEET

♥ What is your favorite book from childhood?:

Ah, shit. Can I ask Shosh? Is that allowed? Oh wait, The Princess Bride. It's based on a novel, which Shosh and I read--or she read it to me. She'd come over, we'd sit on my bed, and she'd read aloud for a bit until we finished it.

ღ Do you own an item that comforts you when you’re sad?:

I'm not really comforted by things, but I've found a lot of healing in surfing. So probably my surfboard then.

✿ What makes you happy?:

Making Shosh laugh, hanging with my friends and family, and of course, they call them "moments of perfect happiness" for a reason, iykyk

♛ What are three things you like about yourself?:

My optimism, my loyalty to my friends, and okay, hear me out, this will sound vain, but how good a boyfriend I am. Shosh deserves the best, and I've worked a really long time to be what she deserves and I think I do a pretty damn good job. So I think I'm allowed to be a little proud of that.

☾ Which season is your favorite?:

Summer. Does this shock anybody? If it does, we haven't spoken, and I just need five minutes of your time.

† Do you believe in the supernatural?:

Yes is the short answer. Do I believe everything that people say is supernatural really is? No. Do I understand it all? No. Could I be wrong about what I do and don't believe in? Yes. But overall supernatural category, yes, I believe there are forces beyond the natural at play in a realm or space we can't see.

♪ Name a song that has a deeper meaning to you.:

New York by Snow Patrol. No, I won't elaborate.

I have it, I occassionally post on it, but I can really take or leave it. I'm much more interested in experiencing what's in front of me and being present in the moment. But Shosh sends me some really great videos from it, so I can't complain.

ꕤ What would be your dream job?:

Independently wealthy. No, I know, I want to be the Benefactor! Is that a job title? Dude, when you're ready to retire, hit me up.

Or a surf instructor, that'd be the dream. Working at the Lighthouse, kinda wish being a full-time keeper was still a thing, but anyway, doing that then teaching surf lessons. While being independently wealthy.

☼ Name three things you don’t leave the house without.:

My clothes, thank God! My phone...and my wallet. Those coffees for Shosh don't buy themselves unfortunately.

❧ What is your favorite comfort food?:

Pie, which is really funny since my eldest sister doesn't keep any on hand after 26 years with me.

⤷ Are you an active person? / What do you do to stay active?:

Ha! Have you met me? Yes, very much so. I surf, hike, play soccer sometimes. Once the snow hits, I snowboard. And other...cardio based activity 😏

★ Name your three biggest inspirations (people-wise).:

Shosh, obviously. My family which I know is already over three people but what are you gonna do about it? Shit, I have a lot of inspirations. Hell, everyone I grew up with had an impact on who I've become. I'm surrounded by pretty inspirational people which is a huge cop-out, but I'm over three anyway.

✘ What is currently your favorite airing show?:

I need to phone a friend again. I don't watch a lot of TV, and if I do, it's usually old stuff that I can leave in the background or something Shosh is watching, which more often than not, I'm just watching what she's watching. Oh The Fall of the House of Usher. Enjoyed that for the Halloween season.

✈ If you had to go anywhere right now, where would you go?:

I'd take Shosh to Château de Versailles.

#merrocktask #( mtasks. )#( headcanon. )#// are we surprised some of these are longer answers? we better not be lol

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the-lions-archive · 11 months

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A palooza invitation part 1

Enjoying a nice shower, Katrina hears the doorbell ring. "Hm?" She finishes showering and goes to the door wearing a bathrobe and towel on her head. "Who comes at this time?" She opens the door and sees her boyfriend. "Oh, hi Nicolas. What brings you here?" Nicolas holds an envelope in his hand. "I from your agency came by my work after hours and said to give you this." Confused, Katrina takes the envelope. "Weird? That's not like them." She looks at Nicolas. "Wanna drink something, love?" Nicolas shrugs. "Sure, I don't have any plans today." He notices that her robe is tied a bit loose and her cleavage is showing. "And you should wear clothes before answering the door." Katrina lets Nicolas in and closes the door. "Sorry, a force of habit. Take a seat, I will be back." Nicolas sits on the sofa and gazes at his girlfriend as she goes into the kitchen and comes back with a glass of water. "Thanks." Katrina smiles. "No problem~ I will wear something and see what this envelope contains." She heads to her room.

A couple of minutes pass. Nicolas scrolls through his phone. "Hmmm." His ears perk when he hears footsteps coming his way. "??" He looks up to see Katrina wearing a tank top and baggy pants with her hair in a ponytail. "You look good." Katrina smiles and sits beside Nicolas. "Thank you. Now, let's see what's inside the envelope." She opens the envelope to see a letter and two tickets. "Oh." Nicolas looks at Katrina. "What is it?" Katrina shows the two tickets to him. "Tickets. They wanted me to go but why did they send two tickets?" Nicolas sees the letter inside. "Maybe the letter has your answer." Katrina opens the letter and reads it. "Ooooh, it is a beach palooza. Also, I can take a plus one with me to the event." She gazes at Nicolas. "Do you want to go with me? We can spend more time together." Nicolas scratches his cheek. "I don't know. I need to schedule my annual leave with my boss. Does it say when it will start?" Katrina looks at the date on the letter. "Next week. It will be a week-long event. That would be enough time to inform your boss, right?" She leans on him.

Nicolas kisses her forehead and strokes her cheek. "We'll see. Luckily, my boss is nice." Katrina nuzzles his hand. "It's been a while since we sat and had quality time together." Nicolas bops her nose. "Yeah… with your modeling job and my job, it's hard to find a time when we are free." Katrina holds his hand. "At least, we can spend time with one another from now until the end of the event." Nicolas kisses her hand. "We need to go shopping for it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Katrina's tail wiggles at the idea. "Yeah, we don't want to go without appropriate clothing. I will have the chance to buy a new swimsuit." Nicolas notices her tail and wraps his tail with hers. "Oh? I thought you had one." Katrina leans her head on his shoulder. "When I was in middle school–" She grabs her chest. "–and before these grew in size." Nicolas leans his head on hers. "Good thing tomorrow is my day off. So, we will go shopping tomorrow." Katrina smiles and kisses Nicolas's cheek. "Thanks, Nick." Nicolas kisses Katrina's head. "No problem, Katty." He puts his arm around her shoulder as Katrina turns the tv on for a movie.

Next day. Nicolas and Katrina go into a swimsuit shop and look at the available swimwear. Katrina goes to the women's aisle "Hmmm, I wonder if they have my chest size." She looks at the available choices. "These two seem nice." She checks their sizes. "Perfect." She picks them up. "Hey, Nick. Which one do you think suits me?" Nicolas goes to his girlfriend and sees her holding two swimsuits. "Hmm, does either of them have an open back for your wings?" Katrina looks at their backs. "Oh, they don't. We must be in the wingless dragoness section." Nicolas rubs his temple and notices an employee. "Excuse me, ma'am." The employee approaches the couple and smiles. "How can I help?" Nicolas points at Katrina. "She needs help with finding a swimsuit." The employee looks at Katrina and eyes her. "Of course, please follow me to the winged section, Miss." Katrina puts the swimsuits back on the hanger and follows the employee.

Some time passes. Nicolas waits for Katrina at the cashier. "She took longer than expected." Katrina comes to the cashier with a shopping bag. "Sorry, I didn't notice the time." Nicolas smiles. "It's ok. Did you find a swimsuit?" Katrina nods. "3 to be exact. The employee said I will look good in them." She puts her bag on the counter. "Did you find something for yourself?" Nicolas shows her his bag. "Some swim trunks." The cashier rings Katrina's stuff and shows the price to her. "This is the price for your purchase, Ma'am." Katrina pays the price and looks at Nicolas. "You won't pay for your stuff?" Nicolas juggles the bag. "Already did. Let's go to your place." Katrina takes her stuff. "Okay." She wraps her with Nicolas's tail and walks out of the shop. "You want to have lunch before we head home?" Nicolas shrugs. "Sure why not." The two stop by a restaurant for lunch before heading home.

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Katrina belongs to @lionwriters-blog (me)

Nicolas belongs to @sweetzdreamyzblog

Note: the story is set in @sweetzdreamyzblog's fictional world and the characters mentioned are anthro dragons

Part 2: TBA

#original characters #writeblr #sweet dreamy world #dragons

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ok ok ok i'm wracking my peanut-sized brain, and what i'm thinking about now is what it looks like when they give each other presents, especially since they have so much money

also, this ask gives you carte blanche to talk about whatever intricacies of the porn industry you find most fascinating

we're gonna get someone to get you to talk nice about yourself... on god...

UGH i love this question and it's sort of a tricky one! i think that chrissy has probably had a lot of boyfriends who are pleased when she gives them flashy, shiny things, but i think that eddie is a pretty particular dude, and doesn't really have an interest in receiving gifts he's not going to use regularly. so i think chrissy learns quickly that if she's going to spend big money, it can't be on, like, a nice watch (eddie's got one of those little black plasticy ones and doesn't see why he'd need anything else). i think she probably ends up getting him the nicest possible version of something he's already interested in; a much nicer quality version of a shirt he already owns, some fancy dice, some nicer bedsheets. i think she ultimately likes that she has to get more creative with him (which sums up a lot of their relationship, actually!)

chrissy is similarly difficult in the sense she likes buying herself little things all the time, so you can't get her a cute luxury item of clothing if she already has it. that said chrissy is into sparkly and shiny and shit, so nice jewelry never really hurts, even if it feels like a cop-out to eddie.

(i also think trips and quality time based gifts are huge for them both!).

as for the second part of your question (so self-indulgent, thank you!), i really went nuts under the cut.

like most people i have very complicated feelings about the porn industry. my main take is that the most important perspectives can be found by people working/who have worked in porn. i think we're in an era where we urgently need to find the balance between debunking a lot of myths (weird christian conservative campaigns around human trafficking, myths around "porn addiction"), while also acknowledging there needs to be a reckoning on many fronts with failings in the industry (the real company i based eddie's work on is in the middle of a big controversy, for example. and i follow a lot of ex-porn stars who are stringently anti-porn, as well as some who have seen it as a net neutral/positive in their lives).

but as to what has always fascinated me about porn, i'd say i'm always drawn to the way it has existed for so long - basically as soon as we had a technical apparatus for sharing art, we also had people being like "alright let's make porn with it". which i find sorta endearing on a humanity level - so many of us are just little goblins trying to see sex.

and i also find it so fascinating how porn shifts over time; how massive cultural interests shape what's "big" in porn, and how we have imagined "porn" viewers who often don't sketch the full picture of who was informed and impacted by porn (i think a lot about the idea of "women-oriented" porn and what it implies about what we think is inherently female - softness and romance and kissing, with our "dirtiest" offers on something like bellesa being owen gray or some light bondage).

and now, as we move into a parasocial digital age, i'm fascinated by the way porn stars can cross into different versions of fame - sometimes having multiple jobs, sometimes having multiple platforms, sometimes being as much vloggers as they are porn industry talent (which raises new questions - how much of themselves do they have to sell to maintain an audience?)

idk! it's something i think about a lot! as a young wannabe bimbo i fell deep into the 2012-2018 porn aesthetics tumblr hole, and then as i grow and have taken classes on porn and try my best to read and watch a lot of theory and art on the matter and have become more invested in hyperfeminine aesthetics in my own gender and sexual expression (in a way that is less tied to porn) my feelings get more and more complex.

all this said, for semi-charmed life i'm working deep, deep within fantasy (things like the waivers i mention don't even exist outside of bdsm scenes, a lot of costars aren't close friends, etc.). all of my sex and kink based writing is deep within fantasy, though! i write fic that turns me on, not guidebooks lmao

#semi charmed life #asks

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coincidenceiscancelled · 2 years

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Torn

Alright so this is very lightly called my episode recap but really it's just me thirsting over a tall drink of water who is finally being dressed in clothes that show off his greatest ass-ets, (yes I'm objectifying him).

First of all, a little seriosity. He gets to keep the grey in his beard. I love that he doesn't dye it. Every episode that I watch of Walker makes me feel as if Supernatural was very restrictive in everything. Walker is allowed to be a man of certain age, who naturally, has some grey in his beard. As a grey hair truther, I was stoked.

Okay then so we begin with him coming down the stairs, his head practically brushing the ceiling, hair slicked back, dressed in well fitting jeans and a white buttoned up shirt. He looks spiffy, like he paid attention to his appearance. Liam notices, rags him a bit about it in a very 'what's the tea?' type of way.

Then follows the cutest brother-brother interaction where they basically make fun of each other for being 'spouse guys'. Personally I think Walker is a wife guy because Jared is. Hell, he was engaged twice in two years instead of just, hey, let's date a bit and see how this goes. Anyways, I digress.

So Walker looking spiffy, long legs, cute face, where's he going. Oooh, to take Twyla apartment hunting. For this trip, Twlya felt the need for a red lip coz that's what you do when you're house hunting. They get side tracked by Denise for a case and she seems to be very er...what's the word? Pressed.

She seems pressed that they're together. Gives them an assignment and they go do it.

ALL OF THIS BEFORE THE OPENING CREDITS.

Anyway...so um, you know how battle makes you horny? Twlya and Cordell are all giving each other hot looks in the car, then they go to I think Cordell's place or a hotel and Cordell is in one layer, his arms like guns, veins standing out like cords as he effortlessly lifts Twlya while being very respectful of how he grabs her ass (it's the little things yo). He throws her on the bed and climbs on top of her and...

we cut to the kids I think and Stella's totally unnecessary love triangle. The way that she moves from one guy to another is giving confused, it's giving rent don't buy, it's giving DTF not be my boyfriend. But I guess she's kidding herself.

side note: now that most of the kids are 'finishing high school' and Trey is moving to the Rangers, does that mean no more school scenes in season 3? Essentially Auggie is the only high schooler left. I hope there are if only so that the principal ( who seems very excited to have that job on twitter) doesn't lose his job and I think Walker should date the science teacher. Reeaallly lean into the 'community peen' aspect of being a single hot dad. C'mon Walker, your slut era is right there waiting for you.

Baack to Cordi and Twlya entwined on the bed, chest glistening with sweat, hair unkempt (Cordi's. Twlya's not so much) and they're trading war stories. Twlya brings up what should be obvious to everyone and their grandmother. Cordi should not have lost that race.

Well, true to his "I only know monogamy" personality, Cordi decides to introduce Twyla to his son after a convo with Geri who is straddling the line between ex and friend and doing a fairly shit job at both. She's in her confusion era. We'll give her time to realize that she already had a family. But if she wants this new one at the expense of the old one well...

So Cordi introduces Twyla and Auggie who ain't feeling it at all. Twyla sees it at once.

hold up.

wait.

back up.

We forgot to mention the roses. Because Cordi doesn't do things by halves, he comes back to Twyla's during the day with a bouquet of roses. Now since I'm sure Duke never gave her so much as a twig, she's naturally puzzled at this gesture.

"Let's make this day 0." Cordi says.

She's skeptical. It's obvious. But he's being romantical and sweet. Ain't no girl saying no to that.

But you can see the doubt in her eyes...

Anyway so back to them later that night, with Auggie not feeling this we're dating vibe. Cordi is about to just go ahead and introduce Twyla as his girlfriend but she interrupts and says yeah, you right. Me n' your dad could never be anything.

And Cordi's heart is stomped on once again.

The rest is just aftermath stuff. Twyla leaves. Cordi is sad. He wants to be in a relationship so bad.

Anyway, back home, his long legs on the couch, a fire burning in the grate, Liam comes home. They exchange 'did you get laid' info. One huge peeve I have to point out is that we don't see Liam and Ben on their picnic. Hopefully we'll get to see them hold hands, kiss, fling each other on beds and have hot gay sex with each other...PG13ly of course.

And finally we get to the question we all know the answer to; Did the Davidsons cheat???

Phew, and that's the end of this recap.

#Walker #episode recap #cordell walker #twyla jean #cassie perez #geri broussard #stella walkr #Torn

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#TiredoftheRiches pt.2

RICH RICH RICH. this word just keeps bothering my mind, being repeated over and over and over, swirling inside, making it the only thing i could think of. You know what's funny? never in my life had i been this obsessed, even though I've been in SG for years meeting rich people here and there. quite jealous but i won't really think about it. That MBA and the people i met over there really fucked me up. during my time there, almost every single one of them is obsessed with, what their parents are doing, their jobs, things they one (cars), where they live and which part, the things they wear, what their boyfriends jobs are, their husband's job, the investments they do, the business they are doing, these are all the things most of my Chinese friends talk about. and ofcourse since their English is not that good, they just avoid foreigners. imagine going to an English university, a Master Degree at that, and not being able to talk in English properly. i still wonder what translators they use to submit their assignments seriously, i just... weirdly without proper communication, too much drama happen, i went out of my house a lot, and i actually do quite socialize almost all the time. but with the cost of my sanity.

they don't even care about me now, and everything should be fine. But why am i obsessed with this rich world? i mean its not like I don't have an ambssion for it before. but they somehow trigger me in order to not look poor, to be secretly rich, or have powerful connections back here in Indonesia. it just made me crazy crazy that i too am rich you know, even though in reality, my life is like a cinderella kind of. I look quite rich in SG, but when i get back in Indonesia, my house isn't that big though now we are renovating it, i don't have my own maid that stays in the house, i have to wash and clean by myself, and the food i eat too can't be expensive. maybe at time can. i can't buy as many clothes as i want anymore, nor those that have lower class brands. i lose, i lose to them. and i can't even go on a holiday or have a trip with my parents since we need to think about costs and all that. since we need to save money for the new house. i just felt angry and frustrated. i do think that ah, maybe i shouldn't have gone to sg for my studies then we could live a better life here, like mom always says. but i know that my parents wants what best for me. but i just felt the frustration of almost living two different lives as compared to when I'm in sg alone. i used to not be like this, I'm serious. and I'm extremely frustrated with this change. I DONT WANT TO BE LIKE THIS.

i wanna be grateful for what i have, and i wanna focus on earning money for the family instead of wasting them. so i could faster live the life that i want. i already have almost no friends in Indonesia which is sad, i just stuck by my comfort zone, in the house, playing with my dog, eat, and sleep. sometimes bake. God help me... or else, I'm really really tired of myself, and living this life.

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be-with-me-so-happily · 2 years

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Summary: Y/N (stylist!yn) applies to be a styling intern for the One Direction crew during the Where We Are tour. As she gets better at her job and closer to the band and crew (especially Harry Styles), some of her dreams seem to be coming true, but so are some of her fears.

A/N: Here is chapter 2 for you! I loved writing and posting the first one, that I just had to get the second chapter out! This has started as a slow burn journey, but there is more interaction in this one. Hopefully you enjoy the growth of the story.

Warnings: None

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CHAPTER 2 -

THERE'S SOMETHING HAPPENING HERE

August 2nd, 2014

You're already a morning person, but it is even easier for you to get up today. There's just an extra excitement. You figure it's probably because you feel way more prepared.

Even Natalie gets up with you. That's new. But you both feel a rush from last night that makes you want to just get going.

This time you pack up completely. Your next stop will be NYC! Today is just an exciting day all around.

~~~~~

Since a lot of things were already set up, Amelia gives the interns the morning off. You and Natalie meet up with Sarah and Jade to stroll the streets of Toronto. You want to see the Art Gallery of Ontario but are outnumbered and visit the St. Lawrence Market.

It is actually pretty fun! Sarah shares about time at college, her boyfriend back home, and her family trips to Paris. You can see why she gets along well with Natalie.

Jade is a bit more down-to-earth. She shares about being on her high school track team, her broad taste of music, and her mother's boutique clothing store. That's where she acquired her love for fashion and why she jumped at the chance to apply for this internship.

You buy a delicious treat for later and a fun pair of tube socks with the word 'TORONTO' running up the sides.

"Y/N," Natalie laughs, "when are you ever going to wear those?"

You roll your eyes. "Nat, some people like to have a few days of leisure… in sweatpants." You grin.

Jade chimes in with, "if sweatpants were on trend, you'd never see me wear anything else!" And you all laugh.

~~~~~

You head back to the hotel and indulge in the brownie you purchased at the market. You usually don't eat too many sweets but it looked too good to pass up. It is definitely worth it. You change into another comfortable outfit, but this time, you pick a pair of acid wash jeans and the 'Where We Are' t-shirt you scored yesterday. You have your hair up in a loose ponytail and add just a little bit more makeup than before. It's been a good day, and you're in a good mood, so why not wear a good outfit to match?

It's now 12pm and Natalie is napping on the bed. Even though you don't need to be at Rogers Centre until 1pm today, you head over there to see you can be of any help somehow.

As you enter the dressing room, Amelia is taking some photos of the outfit options for the night. The pieces are pretty much the same as last night, with one or two new items added to each rack. She looks over as you walk through the doorway and looks at her watch.

"Y/N, you're an hour early! Or is my watch wrong?"

"No, no, I wanted to get here early to see if I could be of any use," you say with a reassuring smile.

She gives you an approving nod. "Well, if you want, you can help me organize the racks a little more."

"Sounds great!" You make your way over the Louis' rack where she is pairing a simple black sleeveless shirt and black skinny jeans.

"Did you see the hysteria on Twitter over that shirt Harry wore last night?"

You shake your head and check your phone. Amelia can see your eyes widen. [Good lord, they are drooling over it!]

"Well… He certainly is a rockstar!" You say as you continue to flip through the posts. "I knew it would be a hit but I didn't think it would cause a Twitter meltdown!"

"There is a video of him grabbing his crotch during 'Better Than Words'..." she shakes her head and adds, "that kid… he is something else."

[It's not hard to see why he's so adored]

As Natalie, Sarah, and Jade arrive, Amelia reminds you all that you'll be staying after the concert to help get everything packed up.

The rest of the afternoon is a bit more calm for your team. You walk through the halls to see where you can be of any assistance, and you end up helping the catering crew lay out some food. They ask you if you like smoothies and whip one up with some fruit and spinach for you.

"Y/N!" You hear as you see Niall running up behind you.

"Oh, um, hi. What's up?" You fumble, with a bit of surprise.

He catches up to you and smiles. "You help out the style team, right?"

You shrug. "As an intern, yeah."

"Cool, could you tell Amelia I want to wear that same outfit, with that black vest too? Just figured I'd make it easy and tell ya now."

"Of course. It's a good outfit." You agree.

"Are ya liking all this?"

"Yeah! I'm an intern, so I'm basically just observing and learning, but it's been good so far."

"Well you all help make us look good, so thank ya."

"I guess you could say we are 'what makes you beautiful'…" you joke, not really thinking about how cheesy you're being in front of this mega popstar. As soon as you realize it, you bring your palm up and smack your forehead.

Niall lets out a huge laugh. "Oh my god! That was so good!"

You shake your head, "that was so ridiculous."

"It was really funny." He reassures you. "I think Twitter would agree that you guys made Harry beautiful yesterday!"

You don't know why, but you catch yourself blushing a little.

"Yeah I guess so!" You laugh. "I didn't know the power it truly held when I placed it in the front of the rack! I better be careful."

An inquisitive look forms on his face. "Wait, you organized the outfits?"

You get a little nervous. [Will you get in trouble? That's not really your job yet, you're just an intern]

"Umm… yeah" you stutter. "I just placed pieces in front for you and Harry that I thought would look good."

"You did?"

"Yeah. I'm sorry. We were hanging up the clothes on the racks, and I couldn't help myself."

"Don't be sorry! I obviously liked mine, and the entire fanbase loved Harry's. You did a great job. I should tell him to thank you!" He laughed again.

"You definitely don't need to do that, you both still chose what you wanted to wear. I just love styling, and it's what I'm here to hopefully get to do." You smile.

"I should probably get back to the dressing room so I can let Amelia know about your outfit." You try to hide your embarrassment.

"Okay. Thanks Y/N, and feel free to make us beautiful again tonight."

~~~~~

You are gathered back in the dressing room with the other girls, off to the side once again to observe the process.

"It'll be interesting to see what they choose for the second concert in the same city," mutters Jade.

The other three are not as giggly this time as Zayn, Liam, and Louis enter the room. Just like last night, they are quick to pick what they want to wear.

They leave and as Niall walks in he takes a second to nod up at you when he reaches his clothes. His choice has already been made, so it goes quickly with him too.

Now, of course, it's time for Harry. Once again, he waves to everyone and asks, "how's it going tonight?" It's more of a rhetorical question but Sarah and Natalie respond, "it's going so good!"

He notices you standing next to them. He looks back to his rack, back to you, and then focuses back on his outfit options.

[Geez, thanks Niall]

Harry grabs a gray button up with white pattern. You look down and smile. You really do like his style. It's not crazy, but it's fun and bold. You don't feel you are that way, but you like to dress that way too. But he just owns every part of it.

You look up and see that he has the shirt on and is ever so slightly looking at you through the mirror. At least… you think he is.

[Nah, he's not looking at you, there's literally no reason why he would be]

He smiles, grabs an army green head scarf, and is out the door.

~~~~~

Just like the night before, the crowd is wild and the show is amazing. Even as you watch it through the TV, everyone in the common room feels the energy.

Since you will be staying back afterwards, you remain in the common room and watch the concert all the way through. Everyone is standing around chatting and all of a sudden the boys run in. All five of them quickly say a big, collective thank you to everyone, expressing how they couldn't have done it without everyone's help behind-the-scenes.

You are pleasantly taken back by the gratitude and humility they just showed.

They disappear and you make your way back to the dressing room. You walk in and are surprised to find all five guys grabbing sweaters and hats and chatting with Amelia.

"Y/N! Come meet the guys!" She states.

You're not necessarily starstruck, but you're just so awkward and you don't really know how to react. Every encounter you've had with Niall and Harry so far has felt weird. Or maybe it's just that you make it weird.

"Oh Y/N? We're best friends already," Niall jokes.

Amelia laughs and looks over at you. "So, do I even need to ask about the others?"

You shake Louis, Liam, and Zayn's hands. They each say hello and ask how you're doing.

You shake Harry's hand last and he smiles as he opens his mouth to say, "hey, warn me next time you pull a hysteria-inducing outfit, m'kay?"

Your eyes widen and you can feel your cheeks becoming bright red. You snap your head over to Niall and he jokingly avoids your gaze. Harry's smile gets bigger and he looks at Amelia, raising his eyebrows.

Amelia looks puzzled.

"She put the black sheer shirt at the front of my rack yesterday. So she basically caused that Twitter meltdown!" Harry states as he jokingly points at you.

Your mouth is wide open. You don't know whether to laugh or run. [What the hell is happening right now?]

Amelia laughs so hard she has to bend over, holding her stomach. "I should've warned you that this job comes with certain powers, you need to know when you use them." She pauses, looks at Harry, then looks back at you. "And you used them wisely, my young apprentice."

Everyone laughs, including you. [Okay, this isn't so weird now]

Harry nudges your arm and mumbles, "thank you, Sunshine."

You feel your cheeks start to heat up again and try to hold back from instinctively biting your bottom lip, managing to respond, "anytime."

Natalie, Sarah, and Jade suddenly walk in, big smiles taking over their faces instantly.

They introduce themselves to the boys, expressing how much they loved the show, and gushing over them. The guys grab their things, give quick goodbyes, and head out. Niall turns around in the doorway and exclaims, "you beautiful people make us beautiful people!", winking at you and walking away.

Harry comes up and nudges your arm once more, leaving you with, "thanks again, Sunshine. See ya later."

You spend the rest of the night organizing and packing everything away. The other three girls keep asking if the guys talked to you, what they said, and why Niall winked at you.

As soon as you get to your hotel room, you use a makeup wipe on your face and then plop straight down onto the bed. Tomorrow you are leaving for New York City. [Yay… more flying…]

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August 3rd, 2014

The flight from Toronto to NYC was early and quick, which you are absolutely grateful for.

Since you arrived at your hotel early enough, you throw down your bags and head out to see the sights! Jade comes with you. All four of you styling interns are rooming together now, and it's nice to have her joining your little adventure.

You both decide to visit the Cooper Hewitt Smithsonian Design Museum. It is such a beautiful place- filled with textiles, paintings, pottery, artwork, etc. It's mesmerizing. You are enjoying the experience and the company when you see that you've been there long enough and need to get back to the hotel to change.

The two of you change, leaving Natalie and Sarah while they eat some lunch in the room, and make your way over to MetLife Stadium in New Jersey.

Today's setup for the guys is a little different this time. Niall, Louis, and Liam will be in one dressing room, while Harry and Zayn will be together in another. They are right across the hall from each other though, so there won't be too much running in between them.

Amelia hears from Caroline Watson that the guys will be casual this round, basically t-shirts and jeans. Makes your job easier, but also a little less fun. All the options are black and white, so you are just making sure that they don't match too much.

Amelia already appreciates the help that the four of you have provided already. Even though you are interns and are primarily there to observe, she recognizes the skills you all have. So you coordinate with the other girls to pull outfits that will compliment each other despite the neutral color palette.

Zayn and Harry basically match in all black, besides the signature head scarf of course. Louis, Liam, and Niall are adorned in white tops- Liam with white shorts, and Niall wearing a black cut-off to separate the looks. [He seems to like those]

Once again, the energy in the arena is unmatched (for now) and everything goes smoothly similar to the last concerts.

The concert the next day is the same. Louis' girlfriend is in town, and she joins him in the dressing room, which is the only difference.

It is only the second round of concerts you've participated in, but you are delighted in the experiences you've already had. You enjoy the routine you are promptly becoming familiar with. You don't feel like much can shake you.

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August 10th, 2014

The past week has been quite an experience. There were shows in New York City, New Jersey, and Boston. You had a few days off in between and got to go sightseeing with the girls. Dana even joined you all, which you really liked.

You, Natalie, Sarah, and Jade are getting into the One Direction touring routine a bit more. Sarah and Jade have been helping Amelia with the station set-up, while you and Natalie focus on hanging up the outfits.

Amelia still finds humor in what the guys said about their outfits in Toronto, so she has put you 'in charge' of Niall's and Harry's racks. She occasionally mutters to you to, "pull any pieces that inspire some mild mayhem" while walking away chuckling.

At least this internship is not lacking in the fun department.

You are now in Washington D.C. There is only one show here, tomorrow, so you head to the venue a little early this morning.

Amelia is not surprised as you arrive before the others. She doesn't mind that they come on time, but she appreciates your motivation to get started.

As you are getting Niall's rack set up, you hear a knock on the door. It is none other than Harry Styles. You are more comfortable seeing and being around the guys now. They give high fives in passing, Liam always asking "how's it going darling?", and Niall constantly making some silly comments. He's probably the one you are closest to at the moment. He's so friendly and easy-going. So seeing Harry standing there doesn't phase you too much. but he is the one who has been the least interactive, besides a smile and quick wave.

Amelia waves him in but he walks right up to you. He smiles, "hey... umm... Y/N, is it okay if I check out my outfit options for tomorrow?"

"Sure!" You reply. "Is there something different you want?"

"I just want to wear something now… that's not a plain t-shirt."

"Craving some color are you?" You joke.

"He smiles. You got it. You know me well."

You instantly start to blush. "Let's see what we can do."

Both walking to his rack of clothes, you realize you haven't set it up yet. "Damn it, can you give me a few? It's not ready yet."

He shrugs. "I can help you with it."

You turn to look at Amelia, but she is nowhere to be seen.

Without hesitation, he starts to put the rack together, as you grab some articles of clothing.

"So…" he starts to utter, "umm... are you liking this whole thing?"

"Oh yeah! It's already been so enjoyable." You reply.

"Good." He answers, then falls silent.

You break it up. "It's a distinct experience, that's for sure. I didn't think I'd be doing something quite like this."

"Why's that?"

"I mean, I went to school for fashion. I want to be a stylist. But working as an intern for the world's biggest boy band never even crossed my mind until Heather suggested we apply." You explain.

"Makes sense. I didn't think I'd be here either" he chuckles.

You can't help but giggle, and you feel the blushing exposing itself again.

"It's awesome what you get to do though. Travelling around the world and singing to packed stadiums… that's pretty spectacular!" You point out.

"Definitely. Definitely. I'm grateful for what I have now." He pauses. "The only thing I would change would be to see a bit more of the cities we perform in."

"You don't get to see anything?" You question.

"We do. We get to see some places. It's more so quick sightseeing trips to, like, monuments and stuff. Not really free to walk around and take our time wandering around. Like in a museum or something." He explains.

"I got to see an awesome museum in NYC." You proclaim, not considering you may be gloating a bit. You look away and continue to hang clothes.

You can ever so slightly notice that his eyes, which have been focused on you the entire conversation, somehow become more intense. "Oh yeah? Tell me about it."

"It was the Cooper Hewitt Design Museum. It contains all forms of art and design. It's really intriguing." You smile as you answer.

"Wow, that does sound interesting." For the first time, he looks down. "I want to see it sometime."

"You have a glamorous life Harry. Revel in those moments. But I hope you can sneak out sometime to find some additional beauty in the normal world."

His eyebrows are now raised in a slightly stunned expression, and then displays a wide grin. "Find what makes the world beautiful, right?" You nod and then his face turns mischievous.

"Speaking of making things beautiful… what shirt would you pull for me tomorrow?"

You look down, pressing your thumb and index at the bridge of your nose. "Oh geez."

You look up at all the clothes you added to the rack. You only take a few seconds to glance at the options, when you choose a black button up shirt that adorns a white pattern. You can't decide if it looks like some type of flower, or a man walking under a tree, but either way it looks good.

"This definitely radiates some 'rockstar' vibes." You say as you stick out your tongue a little, holding it up to his chest.

"Twitter-melting rockstar vibes?" He grins.

"Not as much as that black sheer beauty, but it'll definitely stand out." You confidently state, placing it to the front of the rack.

"That's good enough." He chuckles. "You're good at this."

"Thank you. I'm trying. It's what I love to do, and why I'm here, so I guess that's the goal, right?"

He nods. "Seems like you've got it down already."

He checks his phone. "Damn, I've gotta go, but I'm glad you usually come in early, so I could do this today instead of tomorrow."

"Anytime. Have a good one." You smile.

He sort of awkwardly reaches out for a hug, which you instinctively step into.

He smiles and stands there for just a second longer than normal. He lets out a quick puff of a sigh and utters, "thanks again, Sunshine."

Just as he heads towards the door, Amelia walks in with the other girls.

"Bye ladies. Looking forward to tomorrow."

Natalie, Sarah, and Jade return his statement with the biggest smiles on their faces and once he is gone, all four of them snap their heads to you.

You shrug. "What?"

"You're hanging out with Harry freaking Styles and just have a 'what' to say?" Natalie exclaims.

"He just stopped by to pick out a shirt early. He just happened to catch me at the right time."

Amelia gives an uncomfortable expression.

You abruptly change the subject. "What else needs to be done today?"

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Amelia has you all set up the rest of the racks, the accessories, and the other extra details. You excuse yourself to go and grab some water, when Amelia comes up behind you.

"Y/N, sweetie, I don't want to make things awkward, but I just need to point something out."

You look confused, and maybe just a little worried that you're doing something wrong.

She continues. "Umm… it's just that Harry didn't need to come in that early today. He's not scheduled to come in until later in the afternoon. I'm speculating here, but it sort of seems like he may have come in so that he could pick out the shirt with you. Everyone knows you get here early. I brag about it." She winks.

You only manage to muster up, "oh?"

"It's fine. It's good to have a good relationship with the boys. Just… be careful."

"What do you mean?"

"He is very charming, and kind." She explains. "He's not a womanizer like they say, but he is a famous superstar, and this is your job." She pauses then adds, "I just wouldn't get involved with anything."

You really try not to blush or think about 'being involved' with Harry Styles. [It's not like that's even a possibility anyway]

"Oh, no! I'm sorry! That's not what it is. I was just helping him with an outfit, and we chatted while we worked. That's all."

"It's all good sweetie. Just be careful."

You blush again, but this time out of complete embarrassment.

She is walking away when she stops and looks back over her shoulder to say, "I probably shouldn't say this at all, but for what it's worth, and from the little I know about you, it would be a good match."

[That's just… no… that's crazy. Like she said, he's a famous superstar and you are just an intern. You're just Y/N]

~~~~~

August 11th, 2014 - Concert Day

Throughout the rest of the previous day, that night, and the next morning, you are the most distracted you've ever been. You're still performing your job as well as usual, but your mind keeps wandering back to that interaction.

[Why did he come early? Was he really trying to chat with you? No, Amelia was mistaken and you're making things up in your head. You're a nobody. You'll just embarrass yourself and you do not want to jeopardize your internship]

You finish your tasks in the dressing room and ask Amelia if you can go help with merch or something. You meet up with the merch manager Jacob, who is more than happy to accept your assistance and puts you with Dana.

She tries to chat about the little adventures she's had on her days off, and this cute sound intern who bought her a coffee in NYC. You listen intently and it seems to set your mind back to its proper, focused state.

It's getting closer to dressing time so you finish up helping Dana and make your way back. You squeeze in right next to Natalie. She looks at you, concerned.

"Y/N/N, are you okay sweetie?"

"What? Yeah! Of course!" You exclaim, trying to look as normal as possible.

She doesn't believe you. She knows you too well, but she doesn't push it either. Not now.

When Harry comes in, you straighten up to look as professional as possible. That's not too hard since the others still get a bit giggly over him. But you are not about to embarrass yourself by blushing at anything he says or does.

He changes into his outfit and everyone is agreeing it is a good choice. His gaze shifts slightly over to you and he gives you a little wink. You quickly avert your eyes downward but can just barely make out the expression on his face. He has a faint, embarrassed expression.

He grabs his head scarf and Chelsea boots, and makes a rapid exit, trying one last time to covertly meet your gaze before he heads out the door.

Natalie picks up on it. But you don't acknowledge her prying eyes.

You don't like this. You don't like feeling uneasy, especially in a professional setting. You're good at what you do and you can't afford to let a purely professional interac cause you to have any ludicrous assumptions.

[You are an intern, this is your job]

So you stay behind in the dressing room while the concert is playing. You organize and pack up as much as you can, since it's off to Philadelphia next. But you escape to the bathroom as soon as the concert ends. You don't want any more run-ins. Not tonight, not until your head is straight again.

After the commotion in the hallways dies down, you head back, slowly, to the dressing rooms. All clear. Amelia is impressed with how much you accomplished and sends you back to the hotel. You don't want to leave everything else for the other three, but she insists, and you are grateful for the time you'll have to yourself.

You just need a shower and a good night's sleep. But just as you start to fall asleep, your thoughts betray you and you remember what Amelia said.

["For what it's worth… it would be a good match"]

~~~~~

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Jealous Batboys (DC Super Hero Girls 2019)

Hello, my name is Kora kumori and I'm Brazilian, so sorry if there are any grammatical errors in the story! (This story is based on dc super hero girls 2019)

word count ; 1602

pairings ; Batboys x reader

genre ; fluffy / Smut

warnings: contains adult content.

Dick Grayson

- You two were at a party, and there were two guys around you.

- my friend, he is very jealous.

- Dick may seem the most peaceful among his brothers, but don't be fooled.

- He will grab your waist tightly in front of the intruders.

- "Excuse me boys, I don't know if you know me but my name is Dick Grayson, I'm Bruce Wayne's son" Yes, that was a threat. It's almost as if dick wants to say "I'm very powerful, so don't mess with me or my girl."

- When he introduces himself, it usually keeps the intruders away, but this time not, this time the two men were not intimidated by the name "Dick Grayson" so dick moves on to the second stage.

- Dick whispers something in your ear and then gives you a kiss, then he leaves. You were confused.

- You were uncomfortable because the two men were still on your side, blocking your exit.

- Dick comes back after about 10 minutes, you wanted to hit him for taking so long.

- "You two are expelled." Dick said to the men, they were perplexed "You and bruce wayne run the city, not us. So why would we go out?", Dick gives a stupid smile "As you said, bruce wayne and I ran the city, and I bought it this club, and you are at my club in my town, so get out or i going to be forced to call the guards. "

- You were jaw-dropping and speechless, did he just buy a club so he could kick out the guys who flirted with you? Dick was really the most amazing guy in Gotham.

Jason Todd (18+)

- Okay, for Jason blood and jealousy mix very easily.

- You were in a bar, if dick saw that jason took you to a place like this, he would protest.

- You were there because the owner of the bar was none other than Artemis, so you could drink for free.

-Sometimes you forget that Jason is a vigilante, and unfortunately for him, there was a robbery across the street, Jason said he was going to solve it quickly and that he would be back soon, he kissed you goodbye.

"In the meantime, a man much older than you approached, and he was ... flirting with you?" That was disgusting.

- Jason has a sensor to know when they are flirting with you, because he showed up just in time.

- Jason took a glass of beer and drank, he hit the glass aggressively against the table when he finished.

- "Did you miss something in my girlfriend's breasts, you idiot?" Jason gripped his waist so tightly that it was scarred the next day.

- The man looked drunk, so he replied "Is this angel your girlfriend? You teenagers are idiots, you shouldn't be dating, so she should be dating an older guy--"

- That alone was enough to free the demon that Jason calls "rage" and it was all too fast, the man didn't even speak and Jason jumped on him, they were punching each other, kicking, everything to get hurt .

- You were so used to seeing Jason involved in bar fights that you didn't even care, in fact, you even like it when he gets involved in fights, because you know what happens after he finishes fighting.

- The fight lasted about 2 minutes, and as much as they tried, nobody could get Jason off the guy, and Artemis seemed more interested in cleaning cups than separating the fight.

- "I'll be right back, doll." Jason gave you a deep, hot kiss, very hot. He was angry and had just killed a drunk in front of everyone, he was dragging the man's body to the warehouse, you knew that in a few minutes he would have nothing but bones.

- Okay, he came back, and there he is, Jason todd all bloody, did you think it was weird that it took him less than 10 minutes, "Hey, but so fast?", Jason looked angrier than before, "He only had fat . " You were going to say something else, but Jason pulled your arm so fast that you didn't have time, you knew what happened when Jason got mad, and an angry and hungry jason resulted in things ... hot.

- he pulled you into the car, and threw you hard, you could already see the bulge between his legs, "Jason, yo--", Jason was horny, and was squeezing the steering wheel of the car, "I won't be able to wait until we get to the mansion, let's do it here.", " What?! We can't do it here, if a policeman catches us we'll be in trouble... "Jason shut you up with a kiss, he was now on top of you shirtless, showing his entire collection of scars, "I said we would do this here."

Tim Drake:

Tim is almost a robot, he feels emotions only inside, but shows nothing.

- You were in a coffee shop, Tim needed to finish a job.

- You were bored with watching him typing on his laptop, the coffe shop was empty and you could only hear the sound of the keys.

- "Coffee, can you get me another S / N?" You looked at Tim confusedly "You mean Y / N can you get me a coffee?", "That's what I said. Can you get it?" You were already getting worried about Tim, he hadn't slept for 3 days, it seems that being vigilant and a student is not easy.

- Well, you got up and went to get a coffee for your sleepy boyfriend for the 4th time, Tim like the biggest coffee, so you got the biggest one, and when you were going back to the table with Tim, a man unwittingly hits you, spilling all the coffee on your clothes.

- He seemed sorry, and apologized countless times, and somehow, those apologies turned into a conversation. You were enjoying chatting with your new best friend, until he asks "Do you have a boyfriend?", You loved Tim, and of course you replied that you did, and pointed to Tim.

- your friend wanted to forget that he asked this, so when you were going to talk again, "Hey Y / N." Tim came out of nowhere, the two of you jumped out of your seats, Tim had this Bizarre gift of being too silent.

- "Hi my love, let me introduce you to ..." Before you finished, tim completed his sentence, "Edward hanscom." Tim said coldly, "Yes! How did you know? I didn't even--" Tim interrupted you again, "I know a lot of things, and we better get going, I finished my job."

- "I-I think I'm leaving, Y / N, I'll see you the other day ..." Edward was about to walk out the door, when Dick came in, he was at work now (Officer) "Mr. Hanscom?" Edward nodded, "Y-yes it's me ...", "You're under arrest" and said, dick handcuffed edward and took him to the car to make sure he wouldn't run away, after doing that dick returned to the coffee shop.

- "Tim and S / N? How nice to see you here!", Tim just muttered something, and you waved happily at Dick, "I don't want to intrude but, why did you arrest him? I talked to him a few minutes ago." , "oh he? He was caught by cameras in a super market stealing food, I'm going to take him to the police station" you were worried about it, Edward didn't look like a criminal, so why was he being arrested?

- You thought for a moment and looked into the dick car, you found Jason inside. "D-dick, are you sure you are taking Edward to the police station? ...", "Certainly. Well, it was nice to talk to you but I better get back, I have work to do, see you soon, Tim and S / N! " Then he was gone, dick is gone.

- You left the coffee shop, you were going to the Wayne Mansion now "Edward was cool, it's a shame he is a criminal, and I'm not sure if Dick will take him to the police station I hope he will be fine ...", "he will be fine." You were a little uncomfortable with what happened a few minutes ago, so you took Tim's hand, "So, what were you working on, my little bird? You've been at it for two weeks" Tim looked at you "I was trying to locate a guy.", You were curious now, "A guy? You usually work with more important things than that, my love", Tim looked at you seriously" It was very important, that guy has spent 3 times looking at the butt of a guy's girlfriend, this is disrespectful.", you rolled your eyes, Tim gave too much detail, "Okay, so what was his name?", "Edward Hanscom."

- You were in shock, he spent 2 weeks locating that guy who came to flirted to you at the Coffee shop?!, "You idiot! Dick is going to give Edward as food for Jason!" You pushed Tim lightly, he was now laughing "Dick knows how to control that beast, besides, that Edward guy looked at your ass!", "You are an idiot Tim, you sent the guy to prison!" Tim now hugged you, "Relax, i will let him go tomorrow, that was just for him to learn not to look at the ass of others' girlfriend", you were silent, until you think of something to talk about "You know Tim, you can do it be bizarre and scary at the same time, but I love y--" for the thousandth time, Tim interrupted you "I love you too.", you started laughing now" You have to stop interrupting me! This is scary you silly!"

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Forever and Always | Bakugou x Reader

summary: "And I stare at the phone, he still hasn't called. And then I feel so low I can't feel nothing at all. And I flashback to when he said forever and always."

w/c: 2.1k

warnings: angst

a/n: i cried while writing this.

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Eijirou's body is amazing; scultped abs, hard chest, chiseled arms and such broad shoulders. You watched as he did pull ups in front of you, with his back facing towards you. He lets go of the bars, turning around, smiling as he extends his hand. "Babe, can you pass me my towel please?"

"Babe, can you pass me my towel please?" Katsuki asks, sweat dripping down the side of his head, trailing down his neck, collar and chest before getting absorbed in his black tank top.

You throw him his towel, standing up from the bench. You lean forward, standing on your tippy toes to press your lips against his. The blond chuckles breathily, pouting a little, pressing his lips against yours.

Butterflies swarmed your tummy and you feel your heart skip a beat. This always happened whenever you kissed Katsuki. No matter how many times you've kissed him and no matter how long the both of you had been dating, he never failed to give you butterflies.

You feel someone step in front of you, snapping you out of your daze. You blink, looking up at the red head who's now taking his towel on his own.

"Ah, sorry babe. What were you saying?" You ask to which Eijirou shakes his head at. "It's okay, I got it." He wipes the sweat off his face, smiling brightly at you.

"Anyway, do you wanna go to that old ice cream parlor beside here? They don't have new flavors since like five years ago but I thought you might like a cone."

"I wanna go to that ice cream place beside the here." You pout, disregarding just how sweaty your boyfriend was as you wrap your arms around his waist, pulling him closer. "That's a bad habit, idiot. Stop pigging out right after hitting the gym." He laughs, flicking your forehead to which you knit your eyebrows at.

"Oh come on! They have a new flavor called 'blueberry cheesecake'! We should totally try it!" You whine, watching as your boyfriend packs his things in his gym bag. "You've eaten a blueberry cheesecake before, haven't you? Just imagine that but colder."

Despite what he said, he opens the door to the ice cream parlor for you. Sweat gone, the both of you had showered and changed your clothes before entering the cozy ice cream parlor.

The both of you sit by the window, looking out and enjoying the beautiful scenery of the mountains right behind the store.

You look back at your boyfriend who's sitting right in front of you, supposedly to tell him about the pretty bird you just saw, but stop once you saw how pretty he looked when he wasn't frowning or yelling.

Calm, softly smiling Katsuki Bakugou looking out and appreciating the beauty of nature. Your heart throbbed at the thought of how lucky you are to have him. Despite his harsh and loud nature towards others, he always gave off a different vibe when it came to you. He was much gentler, more careful with his choice of words and his actions.

His eyes flick towards you and he raises a brow. "Take a picture, it will last longer."

You smile, opening up your gallery to show off the many, many pictures you have of him stored in a secret album. You smile cheekily at him, "Already have a ton, thank you very much."

Katsuki smiles, chuckling as he shakes his head. "Idiot."

"Babe? You okay? You've been out of it since I asked you to hand me my towel, did I say something wrong?" You snap out of your daze once again, cursing at yourself. You look up at your boyfriend, smiling as you shake your head.

"I'm sorry, I think I need to head home and sleep. You have a meeting an hour from now, right? You should go." You press a kiss against Eijirou's cheek, smiling at him. "I'll wait for you at home."

You walk out of the gym, bag on your shoulder as you take a deep breath of fresh air in. You look up at the sky, frowning to see them all gray and cloudy. You begin walking down the road, looking around you.

The stores from before hadn't change at all. Especially-

"Ah! If it isn't my dear Y/n! Will you buy your usual caramel ice cream today too?" The old lady who runs the ice cream shop chirps at you, hands shaking as she grabs onto her cane to prevent herself from falling over.

"Granny! You know you can't be walking around, the doc said so!" Her granddaughter's voice is filled with concern as she places a hand below granny's elbow and on her back. She looks up at you, smiling apologetically.

"Sorry, I guess Alzheimer's also makes her forget she can't walk properly now?" She jokes, chuckling awkwardly. You smile, bowing your head.

You walk right past the ice cream parlor, oblivious to granny's pout to your declination of her invite. You stuff your hands in your pocket, looking up at the sky as you sigh. Before you know it, your gaze falls upon the top of your apartment building.

"I'm home! And guess what I got you!" You chirp, entering your apartment as you hold the white plastic bag full of food in your hand. The sound of quick padded footsteps make you giggle as you set the bag oncthe counter.

Katsuki appears right in front the kitchen, excited eyes and a wide grin across his face making you laugh. He quickly rummages through the contents of the bag, yelling in excitement as he pulls out a red ramen cup.

"Hell yeah, extra spicy!" He cheers, running over to you to pull you into a tight hug. "Thanks babe!" He presses multiple kisses on the top of your head before pulling away to start boiling his water.

"Hey! It's not even dinner time yet!" You jokingly frown, crossing your arms in front of your chest. You loved Seeing Katsuki like this; all bubbly and cheery and excited. Such a sweet and bright soul, you come to a conclusion that yes, you are definitely going to love this boy forever.

You walk right past the kitchen, body feeling heavy as you make your way inside your shared bedroom. You drop your bag onto the carpeted floors and find your legs leading you towards your walk-in closet.

You bend down, pulling out a locked box from underneath your hung clothes. You sit on the floor, pressing on the code to unlcok the box before pulling the lif open.

The contents inside caused your heart to clench.

Butterfly pins.

"Idiot, what are you doing?" Katsuki frowns, tilting his head up to look at you. Your brows knit together as you push his head back, forcing him to face front. "I'm making your hair pretty!" You huff, clipping on the butterfly pins onto his hair.

"My hair's already damn pretty even without the stupid hairpins!" He argues.

"Then I'm making it prettier so sit still!"

"Tsk," Katsuki rolls his eyes, "Then you better do an amazing job. Don't mess up, idiot."

"That'll be pretty hard to accomplish if you keep moving your darn head like that!"

"Hah?! What did you just say to me?!"

Sumigadawa Fireworks Festival Polaroid

"Quit tugging, idiot!" Katsuki yells but remains ignored as you push through the crowd. The fireworks display was going to start soon but you wanted to enjoy a Taiyaki as you watched the display.

You jump excitedly in place, still tugging at your boyfriend's sleeve as you pointed as the sweet snack. Katsuki sighs, pulling out his wallet. The both of you end up buying two pieces, one for each of you.

As you move to start going back to where the field was, Katsuki pulls you back. You lift a brow at him and he begin pulling you to the opposite direction, now it was him dragging you.

"Suki, where are we going? The fireworks display will start soon!" You yell through the loud crowd of people. "Tsk. I know, idiot. Just trust me!" He yells, as he continues pulling you towards a place with a bunch of trees. The two of you walk up a hil for quite some time and as you reached the top, you're panting and you can feel your back dampening at the sudden work out.

"What the heck are we-" The sound of fireworks cut you off. You immediately turn to your right, following the direction of the sound. Your eyes widen as a clear view of the fireworks explode in front of you.

As you stare up at the brightly colored night sky in awe, Katsuki smiles at your dumb face. The colors of the fireworks lit your face ever so beautifully. How did he get so lucky to have you?

Your hand grabs onto his arm as your other one points up at the sky, "Look! Look! That one's pretty!" You point at a pink one slowly disappearing into the night sky.

"Hah! Bet I can create better ones." Katsuki shows off.

"Oh really? Prove it."

And just like that, he opens his palm in front of you a small explosions are created, just like the fireworks. You smile, watching it was similar to watch a snow globe after shaking it.

As your eyes continue to watch Katsuki's mini fireworks, he oulls you out of your daze by cupping your cheek. You look up at him, raising your brows before smiling, leaning in.

His lips are soft, sweet and warm. You never want to part from them.

A Promise Ring.

/"Why won't you fucking listen to me?!" You yell from the top of your lungs, feeling them burn as your tears scortched your cheeks.

"There are already enough heroes out there! You don't need to go-"

"I need to, Y/n! God fucking dammit I need to! Because I'm a hero! Because it's my job, it's my duty to keep people safe. To risk my life keeping you all safe!" Katsuki yells back, slamming his suit case close as you stand there in front of him, weak and helpless.

"Izuku said your chances of surviving the war would be-"

"Baby, baby, look at me." Katsuki shushes, cupping your cheeks. He wipes your tears away as he looks into your eyes, red orbs looking back at you. Soft, gentle and hurt red orbs look back at you. "I'll be fine." He whispers.

You place your hands on top of his, closing your eyes as you let your tears fall, your lower lip shaking as you let out an unever breath. Katsuki presses his lips on your forehead, wrapping his arms around you.

"Take off your ring." He says, pulling away from the hug. You do as told, face still flushed as you haven't finished crying yet. With shaky hands, you take off your ring.

"Look inside it." Katsuki mutters.

You do as told, feeling your heart clench in your chest.

"What does it say?" He asks.

"Forever and always."

You sob on the floor, bringing your legs up to your chest as you recall the feeling of your world crushing the second you heard the news from Izuku.

Your body grew heavy as you fell to your knees, your tears streaming down your chest at his pained expression. He crouches down, placing a hand on your shoulder. You sobbed, and sobbed, and sobbed, so loud your throat hurt.

Katsuki was your world. He meant everything to you. Now that he was gone, what do you have left to lose?

"He promised me!" You yell from the top of your lungs, "He promised to call me as soon as he was done! Why didn't he call?! Why hasn't he called yet?!" Your head throbbed as Izuku's geip on your shoulder tightened.

It wasn't just you who had lost a loved one, him and all your other friends, too. You banged your fist against your chest as you sobbed heavily, finding it difficult to breath, to take in the information that Katsuki was gone.

"I told him! I told him not to go!" You yelled right at Izuku, holding onto his shoulders. "Katsuki! My Katsuki! He's gone!" The pain you felt is unbearable, it's something you can't understand, it's something you never want to experience again.

"You promised me, forever and always!" You yell from the top of your lungs. "Where are you now? Why aren't you beside me? Where's my forever with you?" You sobbed, your tears streaming down your cheeks uncontrollably.

As you cry out your frustrations and anguish in one room, Eijirou sits in another room, face wet with his tears as he blubbered in the memory of his best friend.

It's times like these that you agree to David Jones; life went on, but it was never the same again.

#i cried like a lil b!tch so what #bakugou fanfiction #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugou x y/n #bakugou x you #mha bakugou #bakugou imagine #bakugou katsuki #bakugou angst #mha imagines #mha angst #bnha angst #my hero angst #my hero academia angst #boku no hero angst

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Mr. Park ~ Birthday Trip

Pairing- Seonghwa x Named Reader

Includes- Oral sex, blow job, deepthroating, cum eating, hard sex, dirty talk, sex from behind, beach sex- sex in water, multiple orgasms, fluff

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"Hwa where are we going?", she asks, looking outside the car window

"It's a surprise jagi", I laugh

She frowns, "You know how I feel about surprises Hwa". Yeah do I. She hates them. But still, this one I had to do

"It'll be fine baby. Trust me ok?". She sighs but nods. We're almost there anyway. The rest of the drive is silent but I can see her thinking about the surprise, trying to figure out where we're going. She'll never guess

A few minutes later, I get off the highway . "The airport? Why are we here?", she asks bewildered. I just smile sweetly at her. Getting to the long term parking, I pull into a spot and turn the car off

"C'mon jagi", I tell her, getting out of the car. Popping the trunk, I pull out two suitcases

"Two?", she says

I nod, "We're going on a trip"

"What? Where? And I have to work"

I shake my head, "I already talked to your boss and you have the next week off"

"But...but...", she splutters

"I packed your suitcase with clothes I think you'll like. But if you don't I'll just buy you new ones."

"Buy me...Park, Seonghwa are you completely out of your mind?"

Chuckling, I answer, "No jagi. It's just part of your surprise"

"Seong-"

"Shush jagi. We're going to be late. Let's go. You can yell at me on the plane ok?" She hurrumphs, reaching for her suitcase. I move it out of her reach, stepping on front of her, cupping her face up to me, "Jagi I love you. I want to do this. There's a reason why. I'll tell you when we get there ok?"

"Yeah Hwa. Ok". Giving her a quick kiss, I take both suitcase handles and start heading to the airport entrance

"Hwa gimme my suit-"

"Nope!", I answer, "Hurry baby"

"You're such a good boyfriend", she grumbles, "Pain in my ass"

I can't help but laugh, "Yeah yeah but you love me"

"More than anything", she answers. When we get inside the airport, I'm surprised by how fast we drop off the bags and get through security. Usually it's a hassle but it went smooth today

"When are you gonna tell me where we're going?", she asks as we walk to the gate

"You'll see in a minute jagi". We get to the gate and she looks at the screen by the door to the plane

"Hawaii?", she gasps

"Yup", I say cheerfully, "Happy Birthday jagi"

"What? I...not til Wednesday....what?", she splutters. She's so cute when she's flustered

"It's a birthday trip. It's the first time we're spending your birthday together and I want to do something special"

"But a trip Hwa? That's so much-"

"No jagi. It's what you deserve. You are literally the best girlfriend ever. You do so much for me, taking care of the house, working and being so understanding with everything. Now you get a week to relax"

She gives me a small smile, "Ok Hwa"

I blink. She's really not gonna fight me? "Ok?", I ask confused

She nods, "We're already here, you already booked everything. There's no reason to argue". Wow. Ok then. She takes my hand, tugging me to empty chairs. We sit down and wait to board the plane

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"Seonghwa oh my god!", she gapes when I open the door to our hotel suite. The door opens into a living room with couches, a coffee table, a huge tv and a big balcony. "This is huge!"

I know. I wanted to go all out for her birthday. I searched almost every hotel on all the islands to find the best hotel with the best room. Only the best for my jagi. I put our suitcases by the door, then take her hand, "Come see the rest baby"

The bathroom is big, with a huge bathtub and a separate shower. I lead her to the bedroom. Huge bed, flat screen tv across from the bed and a mirrored closet next to the bed. The bed room has it's own balcony too

She turns to me, hugging me tightly, "Thank you Hwa. I love you"

"I love you Jo"

"This place is amazing.", she gushes, "What do you want to do?"

"Well how about dinner? It's almost 7. We can eat then test out the bed?"

She burst out laughing, "Ok Hwa. Lemme see what you packed and I'll get ready". I nod and go get her suitcase

"Wow Hwa, you actually packed good clothes. And you matched outfits and shoes. You have good fashion sense baby"

"Thanks jagi", I laugh

I change into a short sleeve button down shirt and shorts the sit on the bed waiting for her. Twenty minutes later, she comes in front of me and I look up from my cell phone. Jesus Christ, how is she so fucking hot in everything that she puts on. Like she can put on a literal garbage bag and still be so sexy

"Is this good?"

"I uh...yeah", I answer, staring at her body

"Hwa?"

"Yeah?"

"We going?"

"What?", I ask

"Park, Seonghwa, eyes up here!", she exclaims

I lift my eyes to her face. She has an amused look on her face. "Sorry jagi"

"Yeah yeah yeah. You can oogle me at the restaurant. I'm hungry". Chuckling, I nod getting up. She takes my hand, pulls me up and we leave the room

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I get the door to the hotel room open, pulling at her dress as we go in. Her lips are against mine, tongue in my mouth and her hands undoing my shirt. Closing the door, she shoves me against the wall, pulling my shirt open, the rest of the buttons flying off

I couldn't stop staring at her at dinner. To make matters worse, she noticed and teased me the whole time. Telling me how much she wants to suck my dick, how much she wants to feel me inside her. Just riling me up.

And I didn't even make a move on her. As soon as we got in the hallway she shove me against the wall outside too, kissing me hard and deep. We just barely made it into the room

Pushing the shirt off me, I just let it fall to the floor. She's immediately on her knees, undoing my belt and zipper. "Fuck, excited jagi?"

She nods, "I want to suck your cock so bad baby"

"Yes baby", I moan, "You can". She pulls everything down, my cock sticking straight out. The next thing I know, my cock is down her throat and she's sucking like her life depends on it. "Fuck Jo, god you're mouth is so good jagi", I cry, intense pleasure all over

"Mmmm", she murmurs, swallowing and moving back and forth. The sight of my cock going in and out of her throat brings me closer

"Jagi, I'm coming", I yell as she takes me all in and sucks hard. Pure pleasure hits me hard as I shoot my cum down her throat. Oh god it feels so good. Oh god. When I finish, she keeps sucking

"Jagi-", I groan

"No baby. Need your cock inside. Need you to be hard again"

Well that's not going to be a problem. She's making me rock hard again. Like always . When I feel like I'm hard enough, I move out of her mouth, pulling her up. She stands and I crash my lips against hers, my tongue playing with hers immediately Pulling the ties on her shoulders, the strings of her dress fall away and I quickly pull the zipper down. She steps out of the dress, lifting her foot to get her shoes off

"Leave them on jagi"

She raises her eyebrow, "Yeah?"

I nod, "They look so fucking sexy on you baby. I want fuck you hard with them on"

"Ok baby", she smiles

"Good. Now take your panties off". She does, then walks to the couch. Getting on her hand and knees, she opens her legs, her soaked hole on display for me. I swallow hard She's so fucking hot

"Baby", she whines, shaking her ass at me, "Need your cock now. Put it in. Please". I practically run to her, getting behind her. Putting my head inside, I grip her hips and barrel my way inside her. Her cunt opens for my cock, then gets tight again. "Yes Hwa"

"God jagi, you're already ready for me?"

"Yes. Fuck me hard Seonghwa. I need it hard"

"Ok baby. I'll give you want you want". Slapping her ass, I thrust in and out rapidly, as hard as I can, hearing our skin slapping against each other, pleasure running through me

"Yes!", she moans, "Faster baby. Fuck I need you"

"Yeah. You need me?"

"Yes. You baby. Just you"

I smirk, her words making me feel so good, "How do you need me baby? Pounding this cunt? Destroying your hole?"

Changing the angle, I fuck into her spot over and over. She's moaning so loudly, yelping with every hit. Winding my fingers in her hair, I pull her head back, not enough to hurt her but enough to get there attention. "I asked you a question"

"Yes Hwa. I need you fucking me open. You're amazing cock destroying my spot over and over. Please don't stop"

God she's amazing. She always plays into anything and does everything to rile me up more. Says what she knows will push me to do more. "I won't. If you cum"

"I will. I'm so close baby. Pleasure fuck me", she begs. I comply, my cock saturated in her juice, making her more and more wet with every thrust

"Seonghwa", she moans, her pussy pulsing on me, strangling me

"Fuck, throb harder. Now", I yell, slapping her ass hard again. She does and I know she's going snap in the next few seconds

"I'm coming!", she yells, "I'm coming". Her body visibly shakes and I watch her hole throb on me, her cum covering my cock completely. The pleasure is intense but I hold back coming so I can give her more

"I'm gonna need you to cum more jagi". She groans and I thrust hard, smashing her spot. "You hear me?"

"Yes. Yes", she moans

"Good. I'm gonna fuck your spot and you need to cum over and over. Got it?"

She nods and I hammer my cock inside her. Her hole looks so pretty taking me again and again, looking so full of my cock, her tiny hole stretched over and over the thickest part of my cock. So fucking pretty. Those fucking lips around my cock is fucking beautiful. As much as I love fucking her and how good it feels, I like watching too. Watching myself move in and out of her, watch her cunt take me It's such a turn on

Hitting her spot she screams, "I'm gonna cum! Hit me again!"

I do and she loses it, screaming my name, her cum exploding all over me, feeling out of this world And all I want is more

"Again", I demand, mercilessly shoving my cock in and out of her. After a few thrusts, she orgasms again. Then again and again

"Hwa, I can't", she cries, still taking my cock

"You can. One more"

"I ca- oh fuck", she shouts as my cock barrels into her spot causing another orgasm

The pleasure blinds me and I yell, "Gonna cum inside" and I do. My body is shaking in incredible pleasure, her cunt sucking on my cock, swallowing all my cum inside her. "Good girl...fuck my good girl"

She doesn't answer, slumped on the couch. I pull out and lean against the couch to breathe for a minute. When I'm ok, I check on. She hasn't moved yet

"Jo?", I call softly, pushing her hair away from her face

Her eyes are closed and she's breathing evenly. She's asleep. Guess I wore her out . Taking her in my arms, I carry her to the bed and lay her on it. Getting a warm wet towel from the bathroom, I open her legs and clean my cum from her. I unbuckle the strap on her shoe, taking one off, then the other

Picking her up again, I move the blanket and sheet to the side then place her back in the bed. Pulling the blankets over her and tucking her in, I look at her, running my fingers in her hair. I smile, knowing how fucking lucky I am to be with her

"I love you", I whisper, kissing her forehead Going to the bathroom, I clean myself up and get ready for bed. When I'm done, I get to the bed and climb in next to her. She hasn't woken up yet. She must be exhausted. Shutting the light off, I lay down, settling in, cuddling against her

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"Wanna sit over there? By the rocks?", I ask

"Huh?", she says, looking at the beach in amazement. It is really pretty but I want to get a good spot for us to hang out today

"Over there jagi?", I ask, pointing

She follows where I'm pointing, "Oh yeah. Ok"

She follows me to the beach chairs and we claim the two that's there. The spot is a little isolated, perfect for privacy. I pull my shirt off, just in my swim shorts and sit on the chair. Movement makes me turn to her and I watch her take her over dress thing off, my mouth proceeding to drop

I've seen her in lingerie, naked, fancy clothes, casual clothes, pajamas and sweatpants. But I haven't seen her in a bikini yet. And seeing her in the orange bikini reminds me that she is fucking perfect

"Hwa?", she says loudly

"Huh?", I say, moving my gaze to her to see her holding out sunscreen to me

"Close your mouth baby". I snap it closed as she smirks, bending and giving me a small peck. I take the sunscreen from her

"You need some?", I ask, uncapping it

She snorts, "No that's yours. I have mine". She pulls out another one which is SPF 80

"Where did you get that?"

"Hotel lobby baby", she answers, smoothing some out on her arm

"Why is the SPF so high?"

I didn't know they went that high. Or why she'd need it. Mine is SPF 30, which is normal. I don't care about getting a tan but I thought girls loved to do that

"To protect my skin baby". She continues to lather her arms, legs, feet, front of her body, neck and face in the sunscreen

"But you... don't want to tan?"

"Oh I will"

"Not with all that", I argue

She looks over at me, "I will. I tan ridiculously easily even with all this on. If I don't put this on, I will burn, I'll be in pain and very cranky"

"Oh. Yeah I didn't know that", I tell her

"It's ok Hwa. I've just been burned so many times it's not worth it. This works for me and let's me get a tan too."

I nod. Whatever works for her, works for me, "Want help to put it on your back?"

She nods, handing it to me. Putting some on her skin, I rub it along her back and neck, feeling her soft skin under my hands. Fuck, I love touching her, feeling her skin, feeling it on mine. I keep touching her even after the sunscreen is rubbed in

"Uh Hwa? Are you done?"

I stop, taking my hands away and when she turns to me, I blush hard, "Sorry"

She smiles, "Cute"

She kisses my cheek then asks, "Do you want me to put some on you?"

I nod. I guess. I don't want to burn either so better safe than sorry. She sits behind me on my chair, poking my back, "Move up"

I do and in a few seconds I feel some cold lotion on my back. "Shit", I yelp, shivers running up my back

"Relax baby", she giggles. She puts her small warm hands on my back, gliding them along. Closing my eyes, I just feel how good it feels She smoothes her hands on my lower back, moving up so slowly. When she gets to my shoulders, she massages a little then moves to my neck

I feel kisses in my hair, her arms moving around my neck. Holding her hand, I bring it up and kiss the back of it. Her other hand touches my face, turning my head to the side, where her lips connect with mine. I deepen the kiss, slipping my tongue in her mouth. Her hand moves into my hair, running through the strands. It feels good. I love when she plays with my hair. She looks in my eyes after we pulls away, her hand touching my cheek softly

"God Seonghwa, I love you so fucking much", she whispers. My heart bursts in pure joy and love

"I love you so much Joanne. I can't....I can't even express with words how much I love you. How much you mean to me"

She nods, "I know Hwa. Sometimes saying I love you isn't nearly enough for how I feel for you"

I nod. I know that feeling. Like there's so much love inside for her and I need to shower her with it all the time

"I just want you to know, I love you so much Hwa. More than anything on this planet. In this universe. I...", she trails off her face turning red

I'm hanging on every word and I want to know what she wants to say. "Tell me baby"

"Look it may be dumb and cheesy but I uh....I believe that you're my soulmate Hwa. You are...just my perfect everything in every way"

My face hurts from how hard I'm smiling, "It's not dumb or cheesy jagi. I know you're my soulmate. I know I had to go through all that shit with Yoonah's mom to finally get to you. I've been waiting for you all my life jagi."

She leans her head on my forehead, "I was waiting for you too Hwa. I found you and I'm never letting you go. I swear"

"I'm never letting you go either Jo. I swear"

She crashes her lips into mine in a fiery kiss. And I fall into it

---------------------------------------------------

"Hwa no! I can't!", she whines

"C'mon jagi", I laugh

"But it's no fair! If I go anymore, I'm gonna be under the water! You're tall, I'm short"

We both just got in the water, walking further out. The water is up to her neck while it's just up to my chest. She looks so funny, like a floating head. "Aww want me to carry you jagi?"

"Yes!", she hurrumphs

"Piggyback?". She nods. Going in front of her, I crouch down as she gets on my back. Her legs move around my waist, her arms around her neck. I stand up and she laughs, clinging on to me

As I walk deeper into the water, she keeps pressing kisses all over the back of my neck and shoulders making me laugh. "Jagi, you're so cute baby"

"I try", she giggles, swinging her legs back and forth in the water

"You don't have to try. You just are", I tell her

"You're so sweet"

I smirk, "I try"

I stop when the water is up to my shoulders. "It's so pretty. The water's so clear", she says. It really is. You can see clear down to the bottom of the sand

"Look at my feeties", she says, holding her feet straight out in the water

Chuckling, I tickle the bottom of her little feet, "Yeah you have cute little feeties"

"Tickles Hwa", she laughs

"That's the point of tickling baby"

She moves her feet back and I grab her, moving her from my back, pulling her against my chest. Her arms wrap around my neck again, her legs around my hips, pressing her body against mine. I smile at her

Then lift her up and throw her in the water

She yells, then goes under with a splash while I crack up. She surfaces, spluttering, her hair covering her face. "You're so dead Park, Seonghwa!", she yells

"Jagi you....you look so funny", I wheeze. She huffs then takes a breath and goes back under. The next thing I know, my feet fly out from under me and I fall back into the water. I hold my breath as water fills my ears and I try to right myself. When I get up, I hear her laughing hysterically

Pushing my hair back from my face, I glare at her. She's holding onto one of the rocks, laughing. "Not nice jagi", I tell her, walking towards her

"No back away", she squeals, splashing water towards me

"Oh you want a splashing contests baby?", I grin, splashing her back. Water rains on her as she turns her face away, "Remember jagi, I can use both hands but you....you have to hold onto the rock. You only have one hand"

"Hwa no", she gasps

"Hwa yes", I nod

She moves her hand fast, little splashes flying to me. Some hit my shoulders and face but nothing too bad. Poor short tiny girl. She asked for it. She splashed first

I hit the water, sending tidal waves towards her. She yells, holding on to the rock as I send wave of wave at her. "Seonghwa!", she wails, attempting to splash me back. It's not working

"Hwa!"

"Give up jagi?"

"Yes Hwannie!", she cries

"Ok", I say simply and stop splashing her

"Hwa you jerk!", she yells, trying to get the hair off her face one handed

"Aww can't take it?", I tease, going to her and pulling off the rock back to me. I push her hair back while she holds onto my neck

"Next time don't test the man"

"The man?", she snorts

I pull her legs around me and nod, "Yup the man"

"Full of yourself much?"

"Not all the time. But this time? Yup"

"Rude", she frowns

"Aww jagi, it's just water", I say, moving to kiss her

She turns her face, my lips landing on her cheek. She's gonna play hard to get. Cute

"No", she pouts

"Not gonna let me kiss you?"

"Don't want it"

"Aww is my baby upset?" I press kisses to her neck, her cheek, the side of her mouth I can get too, "C'mon jagi. I want to kiss you"

"No"

"Now who's not being nice? Don't be a sore loser jagi. You started it"

"No you did. You threw me in the water first"

I did. "I was playing jagi", I tell her, sucking on her skin, squeezing her ass hard, "And you got me back remember?"

She nods. "So we're even jagi. Please baby, let me kiss you're pretty lips". Her face falters for a minute but then pouts again. Almost.

"Don't be sad baby", I whisper, pulling on the tie that's holding her bottom on, "I'll make it up to you. Make you feel so good"

Her body shivers as I pull the tie on the other side, taking her bottoms off. I wrap them around my hand to keep them from floating away. "Hwa", she whimpers

"My good girl. You want it? Want me jagi?" She nods slowly. "Then let me kiss you princess"

She finally turns her head and I kiss her hard Her hands move under the water, to my boxers, pulling my cock out Sliding her on immediately, she tightens so hard. "Fuck jagi, always so tight for me"

"Uh huh", she moans. Gripping her hips, I pull her on and off my cock, feeling her cunt take me in over and over. The pleasure is amazing. The water makes it easier to move her and I quicken my pace, feeling her flutter around my length

"Good girl. Fuck, gonna cum already?"She nods, burying her face in my neck. "I don't fuck you enough, you're ready to orgasm so quickly?"

"You do Hwa but fuck....I love your cock, anytime you're inside me I want to cum on your huge thick cock". Fucking hell. The things she says when she's horny fucking drives me insane. Makes me hornier too

"Then cum on your huge thick cock jagi"

"Fuck Hwa", she cries, her cunt choking my cock, coming on me

"Fff...fuck", I stammer, losing my balance for a second before I right myself. I move getting her against the rock, gripping her hips hard, thrusting into her hole, smashing her spot

"Seonghwa fuck. Harder". She wants it hard, she'll get it hard. Crashing into her harder and faster, the pleasure from her cunt constantly squeezing me is overwhelming. Fuck I can't hold it

"Jagi-"

"Hwa", she responds, throbbing harder

"Jagi..I can't...gonna cum", I choke out

"Yes Hwa"

"Fuck Joanne", I yell, coming inside her, the pleasure intense

"Seonghwa! Seonghwa!", she cries, coming on me as I do. Her orgasms feels so good and it draws out mine. When we both relax, I pull out, laying my head on her shoulder for a second, breathing hard. She clings onto me hard, giving me soft kisses on my neck

"I'm going to get your bottoms back on jagi". She nods, laying her head on my shoulder. I get them on but tying them is a bit more difficult while holding her but I get it done. I can fix them later

"Jagi?"

"Hmmm?", she answers sleepily

"Sleepy baby?"

"Mmm hmm". I laugh. She's either awake and ready to go after sex or she's sleepy. Lately it's been more sleepy

"Ok baby. How about we go back to our chairs and I'll out more sunscreen on you and you can take a nap?"

"What..about you?"

"I can nap too jagi. Or I'll just go on my phone until you wake up"

"But that's boring"

Playing with her hair, I tell her, "No it's not baby. As long as I'm with you, it's not boring"

"If you say so", she yawns. She's almost asleep or she'd be fighting harder to get me to do something else. To not just "sit there"

"Good that we agree", I chuckle, walking back towards the beach

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milkybonya · 3 years

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6 Drinks with Hyunsuk

-> this is completely inspired by @daybreakx 's "Five Drinks to Share with Yeonjun" , so please give that a read too! It's so amazing... arguably even better than this hehe

-> Warnings: food mentions+alcohol/drinking mentions and mentions of stress

-> Pairing: college!Hyunsuk x (gn) reader

1st drink ♡ iced coffee

"Okay, okay! Let's get this meeting started!" Hyunsuk announces, passing around iced coffees to all of the club members. You take one from the tray that's handed to you before passing it along. The bitter taste makes you wince slightly, but the cool texture leaves you feeling more awake.

"So, I'm sure you all know why you're here. I'm glad to see all the new members too! In case you've forgotten, this is our college's event club. We'll help with the organization and running of events on campus. Sound good? Now let's start planning for the first event!" Hyunsuk explains.

You admire how dressed up he is for such a simple event while you wear nothing but a hoodie and sweats, having woken up too tired that morning to properly get dressed. In fact, you aren't able to focus on the meeting as you grow excited over how his accessories and clothes match so perfectly -- not too over the top, but not too simple, either.

It's only after the meeting ends that you find the courage to speak to him, approaching him after the people who were asking him questions finally step away.

"[y/n], hello!" he greets you, gesturing for you to sit beside him. He lounges comfortable on the café couch.

"Hello! I uh... this is a little random, but I just wanted to say I really like your style," you say, shyly pointing to his outfit.

Hyunsuk smiles and opens his jacket, fanning himself like he's the coolest person on the planet.

"Thank you!" he says, blushing slightly. "I prefer your style, though. Very comfortable... these skinny jeans are killing me!"

2nd drink ♡ orange juice

"I don't think I'll be able to drink orange juice again for the rest of my life," Hyunsuk groans, sipping the last of the juice out of an orange juice box before tossing it to the side of the event club room.

"Seriously.... why did we buy so much orange juice, again?" you ask, also throwing an empty carton to the side.

"There was a sale... I can't believe they're all gonna expire tomorrow. No wonder it was so cheap!"

"We didn't even have time to use them at the event," you complain.

The two of you collapse side by side on the rug you've been sitting on, your faces right next to each other even though your legs are sprawled in opposite directions.

After a moment of silence, the two of you look at each other. Your heart races with how close your face is to Hyunsuk's, but you can't help but laugh at how sleepy and full he looks.

He laughs along with you, scrunching his eyes shut.

"My stomach hurts so much," he wheezes.

"Mine does too!"

"How about we take a nap?" he suggests after calming down, resting his head on your stomach. You wonder if your friend can feel the butterflies that he's stirred within you.

"Sounds good," you agree, laying your head on his stomach, too.

3rd drink ♡ strawberry milk

"How in the hell am I going to learn everything in this book for my exam?" you complain, picking up a heavy textbook and letting it thud back down. As you sit alone in your dorm room, trying to study, you feel incredibly overwhelmed. It's exam week again :(

Then, you hear a knock at the door.

"Delivery for [y/n]!"

You could recognize that voice anywhere.

After opening the door, a giddy Hyunsuk enters your room with some strawberry milk in his hands. He opens the carton for you and encourages you to take a sip.

"Refreshing?" he asks you, and you nod.

"I ran all the way here so it would stay cold!"

"Hyunsuk, it's winter, anyway."

Hyunsuk pauses, realizing his mistake. Then, he laughs it off.

"I know our event planning session went terribly last night and you have some exams left to work on still, but you're gonna get through this, okay? I'll be here with you," Hyunsuk tells you, stretching his arms out and offering you a hug.

His jacket feels cool on your cheek, but the hug still feels warm. Your boyfriend only pulls away to cup your face in his hands and ask if he's allowed to kiss you. When he does, he does so ever so softly and for a long time.

"Tastes like strawberries," he smiles, touching your bottom lip with his thumb.

4th drink ♡ water

"I'm so thirsty!" Hyunsuk groans as the two of you run along a trail near campus.

"I told you to bring some water for yourself," you pant, scolding the boy. He laughs while continuing to run.

"[y/nnnnnnn]," he sings a few moments later, approaching you from behind.

"Can't you let me have a sip of yours?"

"The bottle is so small, Hyunsuk!"

"PLEASEEEEEEE?!"

You sigh, slowing your pace until you both stop running. You hold out your water to him and he takes it with a smile, taking huge gulps.

"Hey, stop! Leave some for me!" you whine, slapping his arm.

He rubs the spot where you hit him, acting as though he's hurt while continuing to drink.

"Thanks for the water," Hyunsuk says after handing you your bottle back. He gives you a wink and a kiss on the cheek before starting to run again.

"Slowest person has to pay for our lunch!" he yells.

"Get back here! You didn't even give me time to drink my water, too!" you shout, quickly taking a sip before you follow behind him.

5th drink ♡ milk tea

"So the instructions say that now we leave them on medium heat for as long as we like," you say, reading out the instructions on the back of the tapioca packet.

"For as long as we want?!" Hyunsuk asks, looking up from the pot of boiling water with some pearls floating around in it.

"Yeah, if we want the pearls to be softer, we leave it in longer!"

"Okay, I guess we just wait a minute or two," Hyunsuk says, putting the lid back on the pot and slowly walking towards you. He rests his head on your shoulder and you reach out to ruffle his hair with your free hand.

Before you know it, you've overcooked the tapioca into a squishy mess, but the two of you still eat your soft boba pearls and milk tea.

"I like my boba soft 'n squishy anyway!" Hyunsuk declares after taking a sip from your shared cup.

"I'm glad you do," you say, taking a sip after him and laughing at his attempted positivity.

There's some silence between the two of you until Hyunsuk speaks up.

"Wanna buy some boba from the campus boba shop?" he asks.

You nod, laughing because you had predicted this, yet you couldn't have said no to Hyunsuk earlier when he asked you with a pout if you could try making boba together.

6th drink ♡ alcohol

"Cheers!"

All the glasses hit each other before meeting their owners' lips, their contents being downed by everyone at the table.

"I just want to say that it has definitely been hard for all of us this year, but we've all done a great job," Hyunsuk says. His hand rests on your thigh after he talks, gently stroking it to reassure you in this hectic environment.

"You did a good job too, Hyunsuk," you tell your boyfriend, placing your hand on his. He smiles at you shyly in response.

As the alcohol takes its effect, many of the club members start to get quite rowdy and annoying. Hyunsuk senses that it's making you uncomfortable, and he whispers into your ear.

"Wanna go out for some air?"

When you nod, he takes your hand in his and guides you outside.

"Where's the club leader going?" someone whines.

"Just getting some air!" Hyunsuk responds, quickly rushing you outside before anyone begs the two of you to stay.

The two of you giggle as though you're children sneaking out.

Under the street lamps outside, both of you stand quietly side by side, just holding hands. There's no need for either of you to say anything: just being there together is enough. Hyunsuk rests his head on your shoulder and you rest your head on his, or try to at least. You feel his soft hairs tickling your cheek and it makes you smile.

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6rookie-writer0110 · 3 years

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Christmas shirt or Christmas ugly sweater?

Justin Russo x Male Reader

Request - Justin Russo x male wizard reader: first chirstmas together? Reader's parents travel for their job so Justin invites his boyfriend to have christmas with him and his fam.

You and Justin went to a cafe shop to get something to eat and drink. You and Justin saw a movie a little while ago, it's date night.

“What are you doing no Christmas?” Justin asked.

“I will be busy with my family” You lied.

“Oh, I thought you can spend Christmas with me and my family. But we can do it next year if you want” Justin said.

You don't want to feel like a burden to Justin and his family. So, you will keep lying about it.

“Next year, we can. I have family coming over so I will be busy” You lied.

“I understand, babe,” Justin said.

You felt bad about lying to him. Later, you and Justin go ice skating. You and Justin are having and hold hands while skating. Justin buys you a cute plush Christmas Reindeer.

“Thanks for the reindeer”

You kiss him and he smiled big. Justin did kiss you back.

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You come home from your date, you noticed the house is empty. You check your parents’ bedroom and they are gone. Again you will spend Christmas alone, every year they go away for weeks and you spend the holidays alone. You ordered pizza and watched movies alone. You did put the plush reindeer on your bed. You don't decorate the house or the bedroom when Christmas comes. You always wanted to do it with someone not alone. Justin doesn't know, you always spend the holidays alone.

You get on your laptop, search, and think about what to buy for Justin. You picked the best gift but it was sold out.

“Damn” You mumbled.

You start to think and started to search online for ideas.

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Harper went to see Alex and she is with her brothers at the shop.

“Whos the gift for?” Harper asked.

“It’s for y/n, Justin was looking for the best gift,” Alex said.

“That’s nice you will celebrate Christmas with him,” Harper said.

“Um... We won't spend Christmas together. He will be busy with family and stuff” Justin said.

Harper shakes her head.

“He won't busy. He always spends Christmas alone” Harper said.

“Wait what?!” Justin said.

“Harper, how do you know that?” Alex asked

“Y/N always spends Christmas alone because his parents always go away. I know because last year I went to his house because he loves my mom’s cake. He told me why he is alone on Christmas, I always invite him to my house but he feels he will be a burden. My mom and I do take him food so he won't eat junk food all the time” Harper said.

“Oh, I had no idea. Makes sense, he doesn't talk about his parents or what he does on Christmas” Justin said.

Justin left to speak with his parents.

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Later that night...

You opened the door and it's Justin.

“What are you doing here?” You asked.

“Babe, why you lied to me about spending time with your family?” Justin asked.

He followed you to your bedroom and sat on the bed.

“I don't know. I just got used to being alone on Christmas and New Year's. My parents always go away and when they come back we just move on with our lives. Harper has invited me to her house but I don't want to be a burden. Justin, I'm sorry I lied” You said.

“I’m not mad. Y/N, I want you to spend Christmas with me and my family and you won't be a burden. I spoke to my parents and they want to see you” Justin said.

“I don't know what to say,” You said.

“Please say yes, babe,” Justin said.

“Okay, I will spend Christmas with you and your family,” You said.

“Awesome!” Justin said.

You and Justin start to kiss each other and he pulled you closer. You and Justin spend time together alone and cuddle in bed. Much later, he helped you pack some clothes.

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Justin’s house...

Theresa hugged you and kissed your cheek and Jerry hugged you. They support the relationship 100% and they can see that you make Justin happy. Justin helped you put your clothes away, it's Justin's idea to wear matching Christmas shirts.

You played board games with his family. Later, played video games with Max and Justin and you are on a winning streak. Later, you helped Theresa and Jerry in the kitchen.

It started to snow, you and Justin play outside with the others. Everyone is throwing snow at each other and laughing. You can't stop smiling

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You and Justin hold hands and go for a walk around time square. You don't have your knitted hat and you are feeling colder, and Justin can feel you shivering.

“Are you cold? Don't lie, babe” Justin said.

“Yeah, I'm feeling cold,” You said.

Justin takes off his beanie and put it on your head, then he takes off his scarf and put it on your neck.

“What about you? Now you will get cold” you said.

“I will use my magic to keep me warm. You look cute wearing my stuff” Justin smiled.

He gave you a peck on the lips. You smiled and went to get something hot to drink.

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You had dinner with Justin and his family. You like being around them and you are falling in love with your boyfriend. Much later, you and Justin have a movie night in his bedroom. Justin picked his favorite Christmas movie, you and Justin try to get comfortable in bed.

“Y/N, I'm glad you're here tonight,” Justin said.

“Me too, babe,” You said.

You kissed him then watched the movie with him. In the middle of the movie, you and Justin fell asleep holding each other.

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Branch Out - Chapter 1

Summary: Y/N left everything she's ever known, and Dean just wants to be left alone. With both of them trying to heal from heartache, they might just end up finding what they need in the last place they'd ever look.

Word count: 6219

Pairing: Dean x reader (eventually, maybe?)

Warnings: I don't think there are any for this chapter, but if you think i should add one, feel free to let me know!

A/N: I started this series a long time ago and just barely had the motivation to start it up again. I really love this series, and have been enjoying writing it. Let me know if you want a tag!

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Branch Out Masterlist

Thank heavens for GPS, there’s no way you would have found this place without step-by-step directions. A narrow gravel driveway branched off from the worn mountain road and wound to a homely cabin. You stepped out of your old pickup truck and pulled out the key the realtor had given to you. Buying a house sight unseen wasn’t the smartest idea and you second guessed your impulse decision as you took in the dense woods that were so foreign to you. The seasoned wooden boards of the porch creaked under your feet while you made your way to the door and let yourself into your new home. Dust rested gently on every ledge and the frigid January air was lined with a twinge of must from sitting unoccupied for so long, but something felt so promising about the sturdy structure.

A modest kitchen and living room made up most of the house with a bedroom and bathroom on either side of a small hallway. A small, metal woodburning fireplace sat just next to the backdoor and you had a feeling you would end up putting that to good use if you ever figured out how to use it.

Your hand was subconsciously touching the bruise that was prominent on your forearm and when you realized, you pulled your sleeve down to cover it. The decision to leave your family and friends behind was a heart-wrenching one, but you knew you had to make a change if you wanted to heal completely. You needed to do something for yourself, and you wanted a fresh start. A small cabin in the freezing cold woods of Idaho was about as far from what you knew to be normal as you could have gotten, but a seed of hope was planted firmly in your chest.

When a job posting for the assistant city accountant had fallen in your lap a few weeks back, you applied without thinking twice. A few online interviews later, you had secured the job and things fell into place effortlessly, as if some external force was paving your path to this small town. You bought this quaint home with the help of a local realtor, packed your things, and left the only home you had ever known in Arizona, despite the protests of your family. Not knowing what your future held was scary, but something about this place felt right from the moment you pulled in.

You had brought only what you needed to in hopes of making a quick escape, meaning you had only a mattress, some clothes and a few personal belongings. After working for a few years, you had a built up a good savings account and figured it would be easier to buy furniture once you got here instead of trying to move big pieces by yourself. It didn’t take long to move your things inside, and you felt grateful that you called ahead to have the power and water turned on so you could shower once you had unpacked what you needed for your first day on the job tomorrow. Anxiety sat like a rock in your stomach, so you skipped dinner and went straight to bed, burying yourself under a mountain of blankets to shield you from the winter chill that had settled in your bones.

Your nerves woke you up well before your alarm went off, so you dragged your feet across the frozen floor and pulled your clothes on quickly before digging through your boxes for some granola bars for breakfast. You leaned against the kitchen counter and began to make a list of things you would need to buy since you were essentially starting from scratch. Double checking the email that you had received with instructions for your first day, you took a deep breath and headed out.

City hall was a historic, two-story red brick building that was shared with the fire department. It looked like something out of a storybook, but then again, this whole town did. You pushed the door open and looked around at the empty lobby, checking your watch to make sure you weren’t crazy early. Rustic chairs lined the walls by the door, and a few empty desks were placed behind the tall front counter.

“Hello?” You asked, turning your head left and right to look for any signs of life.

“Oh!” A muffled voice responded, and distant footsteps quickly scuttled your way from the back room. “You’re here!” A pretty, dark haired girl gave a few excited claps as she made her way to you. “You must be Y/N. I’m Sarah. Sarah Blake.” She eagerly pulled you into a hug which caught you by surprise and she chuckled a bit to herself before taking a step back. “Sorry, my boyfriend says that my enthusiasm scares new people away. I’ve just been so excited since I heard they hired you. I’ve been praying for someone my age to come work around here for a long time.”

“Don’t apologize, you’re the first person I’ve met in town so it’s nice to see a friendly face.” Her warm welcome calmed some of your nerves.

“That’s right, you just moved in yesterday, huh?” You tiled your head in question, wondering how she knew that. “It’s a really small town, everyone knows everything, especially when it comes to new people. You’ve been the talk of the town the past little bit.” She shrugged. “Well, I’m the marketing/PR girl here, and we all just kind of pitch in with working the front desk. Come on back, let me give you the grand tour.”

Sarah led you around the corner and stopped at the first office on your left. “This is Ellen Singer’s office. You’ll be working under her, she’s the lead accountant.” She looked at the clock on the wall. “Hmm, she should be here by now. I bet her car is giving her trouble.”

A friendly voice called out to Sarah from down the hall and she motioned for you to follow her as she stepped just inside the end office which was significantly bigger than the rest.

“Y/N, this is Garth Fitzgerald, he’s the mayor. Garth, this is Y/N.” Sarah introduced you and he stood to shake your hand.

“It’s great to meet you, Mayor Fitzgerald.”

“Please, call me Garth.” You smiled and nodded. “We’ve been excited about you around here. I think you’ll make a great addition to our community.” His phone ringing broke the conversation. “Excuse me, ladies. Oh, and welcome to Wallace, Y/N!”

“Next up is Arthur Ketch, he’s the city planner. Sometimes he can be a little abrupt, but deep down he’s a big softie. Don’t let him scare you.”

He was on the phone, so he simply waved to you two as you passed. Sarah’s attention was drawn back down the hall when two police officers walked in. “Jody, Donna!” She hollered to them.

“Heya, kiddo! Who you got with you?” The blonde officer sent a warm smile your way.

“You must be Y/N!” The other responded.

“Oh, that’s right! I heard you were coming to town. I’m Donna and this is Sheriff Jody Mills. It’s so great to meet you.” She pulled you in for your second hug of the day.

“Everyone here is seriously so nice. I don’t know why I didn’t move here years ago!” You joked.

“Well listen, if you need anything, you can always come to me, okay?” Jody put her hand on your shoulder. “We’re all so excited to have a new face around.”

“Thank you. You’re all making this transition so much easier than I thought it would be.”

Sarah waved to the officers as they left and pulled gently on your arm. “Come on, let’s chat while we wait for Ellen.” She took a seat at one of the desks in the front and you sat across from her.

“Thanks for showing me around, it’s nice to know that I have a friend at work already.” Sarah’s eyes lit up when you called her your friend.

“Are you kidding me? I’ve been dying for you to get here. I knew we’d get along.” She folded her arms and sat back in her chair proudly. “So, where did you move from?”

“Phoenix, Arizona.”

“And you moved to Idaho in the middle of January? Are you crazy? I would give anything to go lay out in the sun for an afternoon.”

“Yeah, I might be!” You laughed. “I guess I just needed a change, you know? It was just time to move onto the next chapter of my life.”

“I get that. I grew up here and couldn’t wait to leave for college, but as soon as I was gone, I missed this place.”

“I can see what you’re talking about. It has a good feeling to it here.”

“So, now to the juicy stuff.” Sarah leaned forward. “Are you dating anyone? Because there’s a whole pool of eligible bachelors I could set you up with here.”

“No, actually I just got out of something kind of messy, so I don’t think I’m really looking for anything at the moment.”

A sympathetic look was sent you way. “I’m sorry to hear that. But if you ever feel ready, you let me know, okay?”

“You will be the first. What about you? I heard you mention you have a boyfriend. Tell me all about him.”

A smile spread across Sarah’s face and she pulled out her phone to show you a picture. “This is Sam, we’ve been together since high school.”

She handed you her phone and you looked at the tall, handsome guy whose arms were wrapped around her. “He’s cute, nice work!” She beamed as you handed her phone back. The expression on her face was clearly one of adoration as she looked at the picture.

“We actually broke up before we went to college. He went to Stanford and I went to the University of Oregon and we figured it would be easier to break it off on good terms rather than fade away in a long-distance relationship. That lasted about two weeks and we’ve been together ever since.”

“Do you think you’ll marry him? You guys are so stinking cute together.” You weren’t sure if you had ever seen a better fitting couple.

“I overheard Sam talking to his older brother about buying a ring. I don’t think he knew that I was just in the other room, but I’ll let him try to surprise me.” Sarah giggled. Your conversation was interrupted by someone walking in the back door.

“Hey, Ellen.” Sarah greeted. “Your reinforcement has arrived.”

Ellen looked at you with relief in her eyes. “Oh, honey, you have no idea how happy I am to see you. Come on back here and we’ll get started.”

“Have fun!” Sarah left you to meet your new boss as she went up to help someone at the front desk.

“Y/N, you’ll have to forgive me for being so late. My stupid car has been giving me hell the past few weeks. You’d think with my husband owning the only mechanic’s shop in town, I’d have a reliable vehicle, but here we are.”

“No worries. It gave me a chance to meet some people around the building. I’m excited to get started though.” You sat in the chair across from her desk and she plopped down with a sigh as well.

“I’ve been begging Garth for two years for some help, so you are a light at the end of my tunnel. I’m hoping to retire in a few years and hand you the reigns, so let’s get to it, shall we?”

The next few hours were spent introducing you to all of the systems and procedures. After receiving a call from her daughter, Ellen decided to call it a day just after three in the afternoon and the two of you agreed to hit it hard tomorrow. You gathered your things and returned to the front area where Sarah was scrolling through her phone. She looked up when you entered the room.

“Hey! How are things going?”

“Ellen has to take off, so we’re going to call it a day and just work a little longer tomorrow.” You sat at the desk adjoining Sarah’s and set your things down.

“Take any desk. It’s just you and me out here. Charlie is the county IT girl and works out here sometimes, but she hops from building to building.”

“Well, I suppose this one is as good as any.” You unpacked a picture frame and a few supplies at the desk across from Sarah’s. “Hey, are there any places to buy furniture around here? I only moved with the bare essentials so I’m in desperate need of a few things.”

“So, what you’re saying is you need to go on a shopping spree? I’m in! I’ll drive.” Sarah grabbed her purse and coat and led you out the door.

She took you on a short tour of the staples around town before arriving at the only big box store nearby. You browsed up and down the aisles, pulling all the necessities off the shelf and tossing them in the cart. You’d have to order some of the bigger furniture pieces online since it was a small place, and they didn’t have anything like here.

Sarah had a basket and was creating a good-sized stockpile of her own. “Sam has been trying to put me on a budget for a while now, so I’ll have to hide this stuff before he sees.” A guilty smile pulled on the corners of her mouth.

“Just tell him you were shopping with an accountant and I approved all your purchases.”

“Hah! We’re going to be good friends.” She picked up a candle, smelled it, and placed it in her basket.

“Where does Sam work?” You asked as you looked through the bathroom towels.

“He’s the lawyer for Winchester Lumber, the sawmill in town. A lot of people work there actually, it’s kind of the main business that brings people in. Sam’s great grandpa started it and it’s stayed in the family. Sam’s older brother, Dean, runs the place right now, but I’m sure he’ll be more than happy to hand the throne over to their Dad when he gets back. He got cancer a few years ago and they moved to Kansas to be closer to medical treatment.”

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. How is he doing?”

“He’s doing really well, actually. He’s in remission and they’re hoping to move back soon.”

The rest of the afternoon was spent checking things off of your to-do list and grabbing dinner with Sarah. She dropped you off back at your truck and you thanked her for showing you around before you went your separate ways.

Back at home, it took you a few trips to unload your haul, but you were just happy to have a few more things to fill your empty home. Your first day had gone better than you could have imagined, and you were filled with confidence in your decision to uproot your life.

Sarah opened her front door and did her best to sneak her shopping bags past Sam and Dean who were sitting in the living room, sharing a pizza and some beers. She successfully stowed her treasures away in the hall closet and joined the boys.

“Hey hon!” She placed a kiss on Sam’s forehead before grabbing a slice of pizza and plopping down on the couch next to him.

“You’re in a good mood.” Sam noticed his girlfriend’s chipper energy.

“I made a new friend today.” She took a big bite and gave a smile.

“Don’t you already know everyone in town?” Dean’s voice sounded as pessimistic as usual.

“No, actually. There’s a new accountant at city hall, Y/N. She just moved in yesterday.”

“That’s great! You’ll have to invite her over sometime.” Sam placed his hand lovingly on Sarah’s knee. “Where’s she living?”

“She bought a cabin up in the mountains sight unseen, so we went shopping for some essentials. I think she might be kind of close to you, Dean.”

Dean frowned, trying to think of which cabin the new girl would have bought. He moved up there to be alone, so the thought of a neighbor was disheartening. “You mean that old shack just off of Placer Creek Road?”

“Yeah, I think that’s the one.”

“She’s got a lot of repair work to do on that place.” Dean shook his head, glad that it wasn’t him that put any kind of investment into what he was sure was a money pit.

You awoke early the next morning to find that it had snowed overnight. Growing up in Arizona, you had never really experienced snow like this before. Every breath you took felt like your lungs were filling with ice and you couldn’t help but cough, willing the warm weather to find you soon. Winter was one thing you didn’t think about when moving to a mountain town, so you wanted to give yourself plenty of time for the commute. After packing a few things for lunch, you stepped outside to find your truck buried in a mountain of frozen powder.

“Ugh!” You groaned and threw your head back, looking around for a stick to help you dig out your vehicle. You made a mental note to buy a scraper after work. Ten minutes and one soaked pair of shoes later, you had finally freed your car. You twisted the key, forcing the engine to sluggishly turned over, then blasted the heat on high while you ran inside to change into dry shoes and socks before taking off down the road.

The feeling of your back wheels slipping around on the frozen dirt road was so foreign to you, and you weren’t a fan. About two miles away from the main road, your engine began to sputter as it struggled to trudge ahead through the wet snow.

“Please don’t do this to me…” You steered towards the side of the road as much as you could while the truck wound down to a full stop. An annoyed sigh escaped from your lips. “Great.” You turned the car off and then back on, willing it to start up again, but the clicks of defeat that sounded from under the hood dashed your hopes.

You hadn’t had the time to buy a heavy winter coat yet, so you zipped up the light jacket that you had on and began walking. You didn’t want to make a bad impression on your second day of work by calling in sick, so you picked up your head and kept going. One of the points of starting your new journey was to be more self-reliant, and this definitely fell under that category. Ten minutes had passed, and your toes were so cold that you were sure they would snap off and rattle around in your shoes at any point now. The sound of an engine coming down the hill made you look over your shoulder to see a snowmobile barreling around the corner and straight towards you. You quickly side-stepped out of the way, but not enough to avoid the kickback of snow that was thrown into your face as the machine drove past.

“Seriously?!” You yelled as you shook the snow from your clothes. The snowmobile stopped and slowly backed up to meet you.

“What are you doing up here?” The man abruptly asked as he pulled off his helmet. If you weren’t so annoyed and cold, you might have thought he was attractive.

“Being buried alive by some maniac speeding down the mountain.” You retorted and brushed the snow from your hair with your fingers.

“I’m going to assume that’s your truck back there?”

“Lucky guess.” The wind-chill blew through your jacket and you crossed your arms. “I don’t think it likes the cold, and I don’t exactly blame it.”

His eyes assessed you. “Crappy shoes, thin jacket, and no gloves. I’m going to assume that makes you the clueless new girl.”

“What an ass...” You thought to yourself.

“I guess it does, Kowalski.”

“Kowalski? Really?”

You were surprised he got your reference to Clint Eastwood’s infamously crotchety main character.

“If you’ll excuse me, I gotta get to work.” You didn’t find much point in continuing on this conversation with such a smug jerk, so you continued on your path down the road and heard the snowmobile make a sharp u turn to climb back up the trail.

Ten more minutes later, you could see the main road just ahead of you had been plowed, and you were thankful that you wouldn’t have to be hiking through any more ankle-deep build-up. You could hear a vehicle slowly coming up behind you and you made sure to move as far over as you could to avoid being blasted with snow again. The truck slowed to a stop next to you and you looked over to see the same man from earlier rolling the passenger side window down.

“Get in, I’ll give you a ride.” His voice still sported an undertone of condescension and he rolled his eyes when a doubtful frown from you was sent towards him. “Just get in.”

Hundreds of episodes of Dateline should have taught you to not get in a car with some stranger, but you figured that even if he didn’t murder you, you’d end up dying of frostbite and decided to you’d rather die inside a warm truck. You opened the door and took off your damp jacket before getting inside.

The man’s knuckles were white as he gripped the steering wheel tight. You placed your hand by the heater on the dashboard in hopes of defrosting your fingers enough to feel them again.

“You shouldn’t drive a pickup in the winter.” His gaze stayed firmly glued on the road ahead.

“Uhm…” You dramatically looked around, “aren’t we in a pickup right now?”

“Yeah, a pickup with chains on the tires and a weighed down bed.”

“Well, I’m still pretty new at this whole snow thing…”

The man glanced at you from the corner of his eyes. “I couldn’t tell. You’re Y/N, aren’t you?”

“Should I be concerned that you know my name?” You raised an eyebrow.

“No, no,” he must have realized how creepy that came off, “I know Sarah. She’s dating my younger brother and she was telling us about you last night.”

“Oh, it all makes sense now. You’re the grumpy older brother. Dean, right?”

Another eyeroll made an appearance, but you could tell he wasn’t going to make any further comments.

“Well, I appreciate the ride. I’m sorry if I screwed up your morning routine.”

“It’s no big deal.”

It wasn’t hard to tell that Dean wasn’t a man of many words, and you were okay with that. You weren’t really one for small talk either. Dean’s eyes moved to your arm that was extended towards the vent blowing heat.

“That’s a gnarly bruise. How’d you manage that?”

You pulled your arm back quickly, hoping that your sudden move didn’t come across as suspicious. “Oh, you know, just being a clutz. They never tell you that moving by yourself is a dangerous game.” You chuckled casually while watching his eyebrows knit together ever so slightly as he glanced at the bruise one more time. No further remarks were made so you assumed he bought your story.

Dean pulled up in front of City Hall and stopped as close to the door as he could get. Before you could reach for the door handle, Dean instructed, “give me your keys.”

“What?” Your face twisted in confusion.

Yet another fed-up sigh escaped from his chest. “Bobby Singer down at the auto shop owes me a favor. I’ll get him to tow your truck down and take a look at it.”

“Oh.” you weren’t expecting such a generous gesture from such a grumpy guy. “I don’t want to put you out any more than I already have.”

“Hand it over.” The tone in his voice remained gruff, but the bluntness was slightly faded at this point. You reached into your pocket and pulled out your key ring, sliding the truck key off and placing it into Dean’s outstretched hand.

“Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.” Dean’s eyes avoided yours and you took the hint that it was time to leave.

The wind blew flurries in the air, forcing you to quickly sprint to the door, meaning that you missed Dean watching you with curiosity. Sarah, who was observing from the front desk, didn’t miss his wondering stare. He quickly averted his eyes when he saw her spying and peeled away.

“Kowalski.” He muttered to himself with a half-entertained chuckle once he was a few blocks away. Dean would have never admitted it, but he quite enjoyed the witty nickname.

Sarah couldn’t stop the mischievous smirk that crept up on her face and leaned on the counter to greet you the second you stepped through the door.

“You look like you’ve had quite the morning.” She greeted.

“Yeah, something like that.” You hung your jacket up on the coat rack in the corner to dry and stomped the packed snow from the tread of your shoes.

“Am I going blind or did Dean Winchester give you a ride to work?” She quickly cornered you.

“Yeah. My truck broke down and then he tried to bury me in snow, so he gave me a ride.” Goosebumps covered your arms as you made your way to your desk. You had never been more grateful for heat.

Sarah crossed her arms and sat on your desk as you took your seat. “You know, people call him the Grinch because he moved way up the mountain to be all broody and alone.”

“I can’t say I don’t understand it. It’s kinda fitting.” You logged into your computer, but Sarah continued to press for details.

“Well did he say anything on the ride over or did he just glare at the road?”

“A little bit of both I guess. He told me I shouldn’t be driving a truck in the winter, but that’s about it.”

Ellen arrived and cut the chatter short. “Hey girls. You ready to get started, Y/N?”

“You bet.” You stood from your desk, but not before Sarah pointed an accusing finger at you.

“This conversation is not over!” She warned.

After lunch, Ellen had given you some expense reports to review and organize. It was tedious, but you didn’t mind the slow afternoon after a crazy morning. Sarah was helping you to punch holes in the stacks of papers and organize them into departments while the two of you chatted away. The snow had kept most people inside, so it was a slow day at the front desk. Just before it was time to call it a day, the bell of the front door dinged, and Sarah walked over to see who it was.

“Hey, Dean. You going over to Benny’s tonight?” She greeted.

“Not sure yet.”

Dean’s hands were shoved into his front pockets as he stared Sarah down, not wanting to give her any more room to speculate as to why he was here.

“Hi.” You smiled softly, trying your hardest ignore Sarah’s curious stare as you joined in the conversation.

He pulled a key from his pocket and set it down on the counter. “She’s all fixed up. Battery terminals were corroded so I cleaned them up a bit, but you’re going to need a new battery soon. That one doesn’t have much juice left in it.”

“Oh, I didn’t realize that you worked at the auto shop.” You remembered Sarah saying something about Dean working at the sawmill.

“No, I used to. But I figured it would be an easy fix, so I took a look myself. I stuck some old grates in the bed for some weight. Take it into Bobby’s tomorrow after work and he’ll take care of the rest. He knows you’re coming.”

“Wow, I really owe you one. Thank you.” You slid the key from off the counter and fiddled with the metal ring.

“Don’t read into it.” Dean tapped his fist on the counter twice before swiftly leaving.

Sarah was biting her lip, and you slowly turned your head towards her. “Spit it out.” You gave permission for her onslaught of questions.

“You didn’t tell me he was going to fix your car for you!”

“He said he would have Bobby tow it back to the shop and take a look at it. I didn’t know he was going to fix it himself.”

“I’ve known Dean for a long time, he’s pretty much my older brother at this point, so I can see past all the grumpiness. He’s a really good guy, he’s just been dealt a hard hand the past few years that made him swear off people.”

That was a feeling you could easily relate to. “He really went out of his way to bail me out today, so he can’t be all that bad.”

“He’s all bark and no bite. Granted, it’s a big bark.” Sarah checked her watch. “Closing time! Hey, would you want to come back to my place after we clock out? Sam’s playing poker at a buddy’s house tonight so I figured maybe we could grab some take out and find some furniture for you online?”

“Yeah, that’d be great actually! It definitely beats the PB and J I would be making otherwise.”

After work, you ran home to change and Sarah stopped for some Chinese food, then the two of you met at her apartment.

Some crappy TV movie played in the background while mostly empty take-out containers littered the kitchen counter. You were sitting on the floor with your laptop on the coffee table, browsing through loveseats while Sarah lay on the couch behind you giving her input.

The door gently swung open and the man you assumed to be Sam walked through. Sarah stood up and stretched before giving her boyfriend a hug.

“How was the poker game?”

Sam tossed his keys on the counter and pulled off his jacket. “About the same as always. Benny won most of the games, Cas still has no clue what he’s doing, and I lost a little too much pride.”

“You’ll get them one of these days. Come on,” she tugged on his shirt sleeve, “I want you to meet Y/N.”

You stood when Sam and Sarah walked into the room. “Y/N, this is Sam.”

“Ah, the infamous Y/N, I’ve heard lots about you the past day or so. It’s nice to put a face with the name.” He shook your hand. “How are you settling in?”

“Honestly, the move has been a lot easier than I thought it would be. Everyone here has been super welcoming and helpful.”

“Including Dean.” Sarah gave a knowing look to her boyfriend, who was clearly confused.

“My brother, Dean?”

“The one and only. He gave Y/N a ride to work and fixed her truck up for her.”

Sam’s face read skeptical. “My brother, Dean?” He repeated.

“I found myself knee deep in snow and car problems this morning. I’m sure he helped me out of pity more than anything.” You tried to explain, not wanting to make a big deal of the situation.

Sam rubbed the back of his neck. “Wow. I guess that’s why he was late to work today. Well, I hope he didn’t scare you off too much.”

You shook your head with a smile. “Not at all, he really helped me out. But I have to admit, I feel bad. He would barely acknowledge my thank yous. I don’t want to come across as ungrateful.”

“Yeah, that sounds like him. Don’t worry about it. I’m sure he heard you loud and clear, he’s just hasn’t been properly socialized yet.”

Sam finished off the rest of the Chinese and got to know you a little better while Sarah sat next to you on the floor, scrolling through furniture.

“Where’d you go to school, Y/N?” Sam stacked the empty red food containers together and set them aside as he pulled his feet up on the couch.

“University of Arizona. I didn’t originally plan on staying so close to home, but a full ride soccer scholarship is hard to turn down.”

“No way! That’s awesome.” Sam’s face lit up with an idea. “Oh! Every summer we do this obstacle course race thing here in town as part of the summer festival. Maybe you can be on our team this year?”

“That sounds super fun! Count me in.”

“Yes!”’ Sam made a fist in the air. “We’ve used to win every year, but we’ve come in second the past three times, so maybe you’ll be our secret weapon.”

Sarah joined the conversation once she’d had her fill of online shopping. “I was thinking, Y/N, I don’t know if you’re much of a baker, but if you wanted to say thank you to Dean, he’s a sucker for a good pie. I know he wouldn’t just brush that off.”

“It’s true. He’s a pie whore.” Sam nodded.

“Sam!” Sarah scolded.

“Noted,” you said through your laughs.

The clock in the corner of your laptop screen caught your eye and you realized how late it was getting. “I should probably start heading home before I hate myself tomorrow at work.”

“At least it’s not supposed to snow tonight.” Sarah teased.

“Wow, it’s going to be like that, huh?! It’s a learning curve, okay?” You stuck your tongue out as you gathered your things.

Sam stopped you after Sarah had said goodbye. “Hey, Y/N, I know Dean doesn’t make the greatest first impression, but do me a favor and don’t write him off just yet. He’s had a rough go the past little while and could always use another friend in his corner.”

“I won’t. I’m sure there’s a great guy buried under all that angst.” You gave a reassuring smile and Sam gave you a hug before you left.

The next day was Friday and between training and helping out with the front desk, the workday flew by. You needed to take your truck in to get the battery switched and Sarah had agreed to give you rides while you were without transportation. After work, you dropped off your truck at Bobby’s, and Sarah took you home. You were glad for a little time to yourself so you could clean up the house before the first delivery of furniture tomorrow morning.

On your lunch break earlier that day, you had gotten all the ingredients to make blueberry pie bars as a thank you for Dean. Time was in short supply, so you hoped these would be a suitable place holder in lieu of a regular pie. You quickly threw them together and loaded up a plate once they were cool enough. Baking had always been a stress reliever for you, and the way it filled your small cabin with warmth and sweet smells felt so cozy and charming.

Dean’s place was only a ten-minute walk from yours, so you bundled up and began your hike. You had finally gotten yourself a suitable coat and boots and couldn’t believe the difference they made as you crunched through the snow that was matted on the gravel road. His cabin was much newer than yours, and considerably nicer. A long staircase on the right side of the house led up to a wide porch. Smoke spilling from the chimney and lights beaming through the windows told you he was probably home, so you knocked on the door.

Clattering of locks being undone broke through the silence a few moments later and an expressionless Dean opened the door.

“Hi,” you began, “I just wanted to say thank you for helping me out so much the other day.” Dean stood silent and stone-faced, so you awkwardly continued. “I, uh, heard you were a big fan of pie, but I didn’t have enough time to make one from scratch, so I hope these will do.” You extended the plate of goodies and he looked at them doubtfully.

“Look,” a gravelly voice ended his vow of silence, “I don’t know what you’ve heard about me, but I’m not looking for any new friends or whatever this is.” He began to shut his door when you interjected.

“Listen, this is nothing more than a simple thank you for bailing me out when I really needed it. I’m not going to force you to eat them, but I’m also not going to take them home with me. Maybe just wait until I’m gone before you throw them away though.” You set the plate on a neatly stacked pile of firewood off to the side of the door. “Don’t read into it.” You echoed his parting words from yesterday and took your leave. A sneaky glance over your shoulder as you walked away revealed that Dean had picked up the plate and was looking at it with a half-impressed nod. You assumed that was as much of a reaction as you’d get from him and marked the trip to be successful.

Chapter 2

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