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eunoiathewriter · 2 years

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.ೃ࿐𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐭. 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲/𝐧; 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨

Since yall liked the last one so much, here's more of these!

Peter: So I was just wondering if maybe you would go out with me?

y/n: Yes.

Peter: You'll come aro- WAIT DID YOU SAY YES?!

y/n: Um, yes.

Peter: OMG, HOLD ON, BRB!

Peter: *dashing off*

y/n:

y/n: ...so should I leave or?

y/n:

Peter: *comes back dragging Sam to prove y/n said yes*

Peter: Say it again.

Peter: I can't find my phone.

Tony: Okey, I can call you, kid.

Peter: No- wait!

Phone ringing: You are my dad (You are my dad!) BOOGIE WOOGIE WOOGIE

Tony:

Peter:

Peter: I can explain

*Bonus*

y/n: *eating popcorn, watching Peter trying to explain for Tony*

y/n: He's just fatherless, and now has a father figure. *blinks* that's all.

Therapist: Would you say you're independent?

y/n: *looks at Steve*

Steve: *Nods*

y/n: I'd say so, yes.

Therapist: *faceplants*

Steve: *proud Cap moment*

Natasha: *sneezes*

Peter: Bless you, miss Romanoff.

y/n: *sneezes*

Peter: y/n are you sick?!?! Let me wrap you in a warm blanket and feed you som soup!! YoU pOOR tHING!? *insert teenage boy voice crack*

Loki: *sneezes*

Peter: Oh my fucking God, shut the fuck up!

y/n: Mr white wolf sir?

Peter: We're back from our shopping trip, we got you another magnet.

Bucky: Cool, stick it on

Bruce: Is that- Peter's shopping list on your arm?

Bucky: *sipping some coffee* Yup.

Tony: What the-

Tony: Peter, y/n, you both need to stop using Buckys arm as an fridge. Okey?

Peter: But Mr white wolf said it helps him associate it with something else but muder,

y/n: *proudly nodding along*

Tony: *crying*

y/n: Did you know, sir, that atoms never touch each other? So, since we're all made out of atoms, we've never touched anything our entire lives. So to answer your question Wanda, no l did not punch Clint.

Clint: *holding his bloody nose*

Clint: Bitch I-

Kate: You were so drunk last night.

y/n: No I wasn't. Right Peter?

Peter: You started cutting pineapples at 3am while yelling "Stop hiding SpongeBob! I know you're in there!"

y/n: *glancing between Kate and Peter*

Peter:

Kate:

y/n: But did I find him tho?

y/n, angirly: ARE YOU—

MJ: Fucking.

y/n: —KIDDING ME! YOU—

MJ: Fucking.

y/n: IDIOT—

Peter: ...what was that?

MJ: The teacher banned y/n from swearing, so I volunteered to help her out—

Peter: I know you think my judgment is clouded because I like y/n a little bit.

Nick Fury: You doodled your wedding invitation.

Peter: That's our joint tombstone.

Nick Fury: Ah, my bad.

*Avengers game night*

Steve: I will put down 'Bi' to spell 'Bi'

Bruce: I add 'o' to create 'bio'

Tony: I will add your 'bio' to make 'biostratigraphic'

Bucky: *snaps pencil*

Stephen: I add your 'biostratigraphic' to create 'biostratigraphic correlation'

Natasha: *stabs table with knife*

Tony: *grinning* I'll add your 'biostratigraphic correlation' to create 'quantitative biostratigraphic correlation entropy'

Steve: *flips table*

Peter: *Whispering* Okey let's leave before they start making out.

y/n: *Grabbing his hand* Yeahhh...

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gay-otlc · 2 years

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Flashback Recap

In case you've forgotten everything other than Sophitz, fear not, I am a reliable source of information

Sophie's trich is getting better! It took her four whole pages to pull out an eyelash, which might be a record.

Biana tackle hugs Sophie and they aggressively compliment one another's appearance. No homo

Speaking of homo, Fallon Vacker definitely dated Bronte at some point.

People always bring up Alina/Alden drama at the least convenient time and it embarrasses them both so much. This is fantastic.

Della can beat people up with ease and she is so hot (-livvy sonden, probably)

To avoid living with Alvar, Fitz considered moving in with Keefe. We were robbed, I tell you.

I SWEAR I'LL WRITE A FIC FOR THIS SOMEDAY

Fitz also considers moving in with Tiergan. The Keefitz option is undoubtedly better but I'd never say no to the "Tiergan adopts everyone" agenda

Sophie roasting the Neverseen is fantastic and something we all need more of.

A murderer wearing spandex called me out on my daddy issues. This is probably a low point in my life.

Umber probably has a personal connection to the Vacker family. No one else contributed a theory, so mine is that she was/is in love with Della.

Wylie attacked the Neverseen with rainbows. He is straightn't and probably cisn't.

SOPHIE CONSIDERS ELWIN FAMILY BRB HAVE TO GO CRY

"Tiergan and Prentice happily raised a child together. As bros do. No homo." -Shannon, 2018

Sandor made me feel emotions? Him blaming himself for Sophie getting hurt got to me okay-

Bronte has been in regular contact with Fintan and working with him for weeks... what are they "working" on... making out?

Grady needs a hug.

Keefe needs a hug, and also therapy, and KOTLC needs to not be for eight year olds.

POCKETS. That is all. Shannon definitely wrote the pockets monologue after getting pissed at the "pockets" in women's clothing.

Biana Vacker saying "I’m sick of being treated like I’m some broken doll because of what Vespera did- and you know that’s what you’ve been doing" supremacy.

Biana's stuffed yeti named Lady Sassyfur supremacy, also.

The Keefe and Elwin dynamic! Let's be real, they've been acting like father and son this whole series.

It's canonically a definite possibility that Keefe lets Fitz win at splotching. Their earlier book friendship is so sweet and I'm still not over losing that.

When Sophie expects Elwin to be the responsible adult and he just shrugs and grabs popcorn... they are a family... they deserve to be happy okay

The Ballad of Bo and Ro.

More Dadwin!

It may not be canon that Elwin and Livvy are besties but it's canon to me.

Livvy keeps a list of the top ten grossest things she’s done. Marrying Quinlin is on that list. Alden thinks Livvy has terrible taste and will marry Quinlin if ce doesn't want to. Quinlin is thrilled.

Keefe pretending he wasn't that worried about Fitz while nearly crying with relief... beloved...

After Cassius tore up Keefe's sketchbook, there was some Keefitz hurt/comfort, and I need to see this for science.

Forkle stop using gendered titles for the collective and kotlcrew, all of whom are clearly nonbinary, challenge. However he got nailed in the face with a pillow (Keefe saw) and that is punishment enough.

Elwin absolutely despises Cassius. We all need protective Dadwin in our lives.

Tiergan not giving a shit about the heterosexual drama part ???

Keefe is such a bi idiot, panicking when Fitz touches his head.

Gisela gave him the PERFECT opportunity to propose to Fitz, bi the way, and he didn't take it!!

All elves are nonbinary, confirmed once again

Tiergan is the epitome of the "how many kids do you have" "biologically, legally, or emotionally" meme. He has so many children emotionally it's hilarious.

Within like 2 seconds of meeting a traumatized queer child he's adopted them.

Forkle knows how to braid hair

FORKLE BRAIDED FINTAN'S HAIR

Tinker is Not Cis.

Sophie saying "They didn’t break me. They’ll never break me" supremacy. Same vibes as the Biana line.

Biana kicked Fitz in the shins.

Good for her!

(Not Fitz hate, we'd just all like to kick our siblings sometimes)

Considering how jealous Keefe is of Fitz being closer with Sophie than with him, I'm not sure Fitz is the one he's jealous of.

Villain Sophie foreshadowing? Villain Sophie foreshadowing.

✨fitz getting caught in the chandelier✨

The normalization of relying on one romantic partner for all of your emotional needs features a bit too prominently in this book for my liking. Kill amatonormativity please.

Protective older brother Wylie!

Biana telling Sophie "You look… really good," with those ellipsis. That is so loaded with suppressed lesbianism wtf-

Alvar doesn't remember Ruy :((((

Someone get Sophie some self esteem. Like. Now.

The day with the alicorns being born must have been so wild for Stina.

Also, the alicorn birth scene is pretty batshit.

It's Sophie’s right as a bisexual to insult the council whenever possible, particularly Alina

Keefe middle name angst!

Don’t think about the conversation where Fitz told Keefe he was dating Sophie :) :) :)

By which I mean think about it! Think about the Keefitz angst!

Vespera and Luzia are exes.

Fintan and Forkle are also exes.

I want more Fintan backstory tbh. Which definitely involves dating Forkle. Also dating literally everyone else the man gets around-

According to him, Fintan has no flaws other than being a fucking drama queen.

He also knows Caprise? Apparently? And I would like details.

Someone who is not Fintan was the one to start the Neverseen.

Fintan is very funny someone calls him out for murder and he just shrugs.

Vespera was, and I quote, “fixated on Luzia Vacker.”

FINTAN AND MARELLA RELATIONSHIP it lives rent free in my head

I will shut up about Fintan now.

In my defense his scene is pretty interesting.

Somehow, Sophie is unaware of Luzia and Vespera's past relationship. Luzia is not at all subtle, so I don't know how she hasn't connected the dots.

Marelliana 🧡

Marella struggling with her power is the best concept ever 10/10 I need more content for this despite having already written two fics about it.

I need Wylie as an older brother. We all need Wylie as an older brother. That is all.

Fitz is jealous of Keefe's relationship to Sophie... and Keefe isn't the one he's jealous of...

Fitz yeeting the alvar-tracker-device is both hilarious and a terrible decision, really.

OH SHIT (keefitz argument)

Queen shit from Biana Vacker (going off at Vespera. as she should)

Fuck Alvar (-ruy ignis, probably)

"Yes, Luzia says many things, does she not? It gets very hard to determine when she is fooling you and when she is fooling herself" okay Vespera we know you're in love and she broke your heart you can stop villain monologuing

Tam being stunned by succeeding at shadow shit but immediately pretending he knew what he was doing all along is so funny.

Fitz and Alvar is a realistic sibling depiction. Who among us hasn't attempted to murder their sibling honestly?

Hehe this is the last time Tam and Linh see each other for a while- they hug and she tells him to be careful- and then there he goes!

We were robbed of getting to see the rest of Tam's family react to this. It's on the list of fics you might see sometime in the vague future.

Sophiana angst

Thinking about dating Fitz makes Sophie pull at her eyelashes... that's... not great honestly.

#in summary:#keefitz. tiergan adopts everyone. sophie has trich. the ancients are all exes #trich tw #trichotillomania tw #kotlc recap

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shinsouskitten · 3 years

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Okay so hc’s of Hawks, Dabi, Bakugo, and Shinsou with an outta pocket s/o plz! She just oozes crackhead energy and says the most funniest most wildest shit. (Hawks:*teasing her* S/O: Ah, so you think cuz your balls drag across the floor, you got jokes huh? ☺️) Sis could come up with the most immaculate of roasts (S/O: Mineta, you waste of sperm! I will rip your spine outta your ass and make it into fine China before sending it to your parents 😡) and do the dumbest things just cuz she wants to (Monoma’s on his bullshit and S/O just suplexes him without saying a single word). Imagine their faces when she breaks the fourth wall a couple of times, says some freaky shit with a straight face, or she’ll just go “Nope” and jump out of a window with no hesitation (she don’t care how high the drop is, she heading out). Need them to be with someone who just has “I woke up and chose violence” energy.

I POSTED IT TO THE WRONG ASK 😭😭😭 i still have the other request saved on the actual document so at least i didnt completely fuck it up

still, im gonna go cry in a corner so brb

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i had a stroke reading this 😅

but like i read this out to my buddy @grapefantaenby and we both were like BRO I LOVE THAT, even if my writing of it is subpar at best lol

also that m*neta insult is actual perfection. might send it to my ex

Warnings: chaos, some swear words, m*neta exists 🤮

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Hawks/Keigo Takami:

🍗 Keigo loves it

🍗 He especially loved when the two are you are partnered up, simply because of how terrified the villains are when they see you. You’re not even that scary, they just have no idea what you’re going to do

🍗 You could either decide your weapon of choice that day is a chair, or take a bag of popcorn from a nearby store and just sit there eating it while Hawks does his job (heroes don’t steal so Keigo always makes sure to go back to the store and pay for you if you forget)

🍗 He’s used to you jumping out of random windows. He was absolutely terrified the first time, and jumped straight after you to catch you, but now he just sends a bunch of his feathers to make sure you make it to the ground safely

🍗 You don’t bend over and accept everything the commission asks you to do, and it’s quite common for them to demand that Hawks keep an eye on you to ensure you don’t get into too much trouble. It’s also quite common for you to just walk out mid meeting with a middle finger to the rest of the conference room and a scream that you want food

🍗 The fourth wall breaks. Oh God the fourth wall breaks. Hawks literally just stand there like ‘what the fuck’ when you turn to an empty piece of sidewalk and mutter something about villains being too hot for their own good (legit thinks for a moment you mean temperature-wise, but is still confused anyway)

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Dabi/Touya Todoroki:

💙🔥 Oh boy. If there’s one thing that gets on Dabi’s nerves it’s chaotic individuals. He deals with Toga and Twice on a daily basis, so you’d think he’d know how to tone out the craziness. Alas, he does not

💙🔥 Sometimes he wants to throw you against the wall and just tell you to shut up for a goddamn second, and other times he wants to praise you for showing some low level villain that the league was not to be messed with. Maybe you did it with an insult about his mother, but it still worked, and the villain left you with an apology quickly enough

💙🔥 Not that Dabi would ever actually tell anyone that he thought they did a good job, so he usually just ignores you, attempting to stay out of your way (he also doesn’t really want you to insult his mother)

💙🔥 Eventually he becomes more accustomed to your… uniqueness, and occasionally you actually manage to get a half smile from him with one of your numerous insults aimed towards Shigaraki. They can get pretty creative

💙🔥 If Dabi is ever at odds with the rest of the league for some reason (there’s not really a reason, he’s just being Dabi), they - usually mom Kurogiri - sends you in an attempt to cheer him up. If you don’t manage to cheer him up, you still manage to annoy him enough to force him back to the rest of them. Either way it works out

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Katsuki Bakugou:

💥 ‘Wow you’re annoying’ is the first thing Bakugou thinks when he meets you (he should meet himself) so he plans to just ignore you. After all, he’s not there to make friends. He’s there to be the best hero

💥 Annoyingly, even with your naturally chaotic energy, you still manage to stay right on his toes. That’s what finally gets him to notice you (notice me senpai), and to his frustration, you’re barely even trying to beat him, and yet you manage to remain hot on his heels

💥 He’s surprised you’re not suspended from all the shit you pull, but you always manage to get yourself out of trouble one way or another. Even if that way is jumping out of a second story window and claiming they can’t kick you out when you’re injured (how that actually works he has no idea)

💥 He’s wanted to throw a chair at that stupid copycat Monoma since he first met him, so when you actually throw a chair at the guy, Bakugou laughs. Like really laughs. Kirishima thought he might’ve been possessed for a moment, but Monoma’s expression when he finally got back up was priceless

💥 It takes a while but he slowly manages to respect your skill as a hero - as much as King Explosion Murder can respect anyone. And even though your personality is… unusual, you’re not Deku, so he can deal with you

💥 Besides, anyone who can and will suplex Monoma without any warning is a worthy friend for him

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Hitoshi Shinsou:

💜 The first time he met you, you were screaming like a banshee running through the halls of school, chasing after a small purple speck some way off in the distance. He didn’t get involved

💜 He saw you next being held apart from Bakugou with help from Aizawa’s scarf. You were screaming again, but this time at least you sounded human. He heard something about an ‘angry pomeranian’ before he decided to leave you to it

💜 You’re part of 1A, so Shinsou doesn’t pay you much mind other than the infuriating need to prove himself to everyone that ever doubted him. He’s surprised when you don’t act like the others in your class, and first gets to talk to you after you barrel into him in the hallways mid lesson (you were both skipping so he didn’t call you out on it)

💜 He asked if you were okay, and your exasperated response of ‘Bakugou’ explained enough for him. You sat together for a while. Okay, you refused to get up from the floor. He got tired of standing and decided to join you

💜 You get your first smile from him after you’re almost caught by a teacher looking for you, when you grab his hand and make a mad dash to a darkened classroom currently unused by anyone else

💜 Your first laugh comes when you flip off Denki after he tried one of his many pickup lines on you. The blond’s reaction was great, and Shinsou couldn't help but chuckle at how you managed to twist Denki’s pickup line into some distorted insult to his… nether regions

💜 Your chaos is a nice contrast to how nonchalant Shinsou usually is. You bring some much needed joy to the purple haired insomniac, and he helps to calm you down when your usual energy might be unneeded in certain situations. You know what they say; opposites attract

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #boku no hero fic #boku no hero art #hawks x reader #keigo takami #keigo takami x reader #dabi #dabi x reader #touya todoroki #touya todoroki x reader #katsuki bakugou #katsuki bakugou x reader #hitoshi shinsou #hitoshi shinsou x reader #mha x reader

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sportsthoughts · 3 years

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Nico commentating for qualifying brb let me grab my extra salty popcorn

#hungarian gp 2021 #nico rosberg #f1

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noahsfreckles · 5 years

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Keeping Secret from Strangers (17)

We spend the rest of the afternoon watching different things in the living room.

"Noah?" I say as I'm pressed against his chest as his back is against the arm of the couch.

"Hmm."

"We should actually eat some food today not just candy and popcorn."

"Are you ever not eating?"

I gasp and try to move away from him when his arms are wrapped around my waist and he starts laughing.

"Baby, I'm joking."

"I'm still offended, Noah."

"I'm sorry, you're perfect no matter how much you eat."

I pout and cross my arms.

"Miiiiiiiaaaaaaa." He whines, and moves my hair off my neck and kisses it. I try not to react to it and he does it again. "You can't resist me." He kisses my neck again and moves one of his hands to my thigh. "I know you're biting your lip," he moves his hand up my thigh more. "You can't ignore me all night," he moves it closer to the hoodie. "Baby girl." He slide his hand up farther when I feel my shorts move, "what are these?" He pulls on the material and looks over my shoulder. "Where did these come from, Mia? How long have you had these on? I'm offended now." He removes his hands from me.

I try hard not to laugh at him. I suddenly move away from him and sit on the other side of the couch like he is. I mock him and look at him. He crosses his arms and looks at me so I cross my arms and look at him. He groans and I groan back.

"This is a no shorts wearing apartment."

"You're wearing shorts."

He stands up and strips them off, "now I'm not," he says and sits back down in his boxer briefs on the couch.

Fuck

I stand up and do the same, and pick them up, tossing them at his head. "And now I'm not either." I sit back on the couch.

"You drive me insane, you know that? And you're never getting these back." He puts the shorts behind his back.

I simple nod and smirk. "Instagram told me."

"Instagram told me," he mocks me. "Who said those posts were about you?"

"You."

"When?"

"Right now."

He shakes his head and crawls over to me. "Of course they're about you, baby." He lays between my legs with his head on my chest.

I reach my hand down and start playing with his hair. "Noah. I want food still."

He laughs and asks, "what do you want?"

"Nachos, no tacos. Yeah tacos."

He laughs and looks up at me, "Let's postmate some, where my phone?"

I look over at the table, "right there," I point to the table. "Can I have mine too?"

He reaches over grabbing them both. Handing me mine and he starts looking for somewhere to order from.

"Thanks." I look at my notifications, "you know I've been here all day and I haven't gotten a single notifications from anyone."

"Well everyone that you care about knows you're here with me, well minus your parents."

"That's true but who says I care about you?"

"Mia!"

I start laughing and text him; 💋💋 I care baby.

Jamey🐱: you better 💕💕

I look down at the text and realize I never changed his contact to Noah, I instantly get sad, I hear Noah asking me something but it doesn't register. I bite my lip and try not to tear up. I thought I was okay but I don't think I am.

He moves so he's hovering over me, "Mia? Babe? What's wrong?" He pulls my phone and looks at the screen. "What's wrong?"

"I miss him."

He takes my phone and places it with his on the table. He moves so he's sitting in front of me and pulls me to his chest. "I'm so sorry I ever did that. But you still have him and he's not going anywhere he just happens to be me."

I nod against his chest as he rubs my back. "I'm sorry," I say softly.

"Why are you sorry?"

"Because I ruined a good moment with us just being comfortable and got all emotional."

"Mia, look at me."

I lean up from his chest and look at him.

"You, my beautiful girl didn't ruin anything. I don't want you to hide your feelings from me, you never hid anything from me so don't start now. Please." He kisses my forehead.

"Can we lay down again?"

"Of course love. Just tell me how."

"Like we were before."

He nods and I move away from him to lay back down and he grabs our phones and lays back down on me. "Do you still want tacos?"

"Duh."

He laughs and hands me his phone, "order what you want no matter the price, my treat."

"How nice of you." I tease.

"May I see your phone?"

"Uh sure." I hand it to him and watch what he's doing with it. He opens contacts and changes Jamey to Noah 🍆. I hit him and he laughs. He then deletes the emoji and looks for another and picks 💪🏻 and I laugh, so he deletes that too.

"This is hard. Oh I know what to put," he starts search and clicks it and shows me.

Noah🧸

"I like it, here's your phone." I hand him his phone and he hands me mine back. "Thank you."

We lay there peacefully for a while just talking about random things until the food comes and he has to get up.

💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋

A few hours later, I get a sudden burst of energy and go over to the panel in the kitchen, and start looking for an album. I find it and click on the song I want and start dancing into the living room while Noah went upstairs to use the bathroom.

"Are you having a party without me?" I hear from the stairs and look over at him, I smile and make grabby hands at him.

"Dance with me and it will be a party of two."

He walks over and presses against my back and puts his hand across my stomach like he always does.

"Why the sudden dance party?"

"I'm happy and I dance when I'm happy, I always have even when I was little."

"You know how this is going to end if you keep grinding on me," he whispers and I bite my lip. I move my butt away from his crotch. "I didn't say you had to move, I'm just saying."

I turn around and look up at him when the song changes and slows down. "I like this better." He smiles at me and moves his hands to my lower back.

"Are you staying the night?" He randomly ask while we're slow dancing.

"I planned on it, why?"

"Just wondering if I get to wake up to your beautiful face again tomorrow."

"You know we're going to have to go back to our normal lives soon."

"I know but I don't wanna think about that now and live in the Nia world."

"Did you just ship us?"

He laughs, "I had to do it before the world does it and make up some strange ship name."

"It's either Nia or Moah, what's weird about that?"

"I don't know," he laughs.

"You are a weird one, Mr. Centineo."

"I know," he kisses my forehead.

"What time is it even?"

"I'm not sure, why?"

"Just wondering, time doesn't exist when we're together I guess. Like all those late nights we used to have watching movies and just being goofy on texts."

"Yeah, I can check if you really wanna know."

"Will you have to leave me?"

"No I'll take you with." He starts moving us towards the living room table. He leans down, grabbing my phone, 12:58am. "Whoa you're right, time doesn't exist with us."

"Do you wanna go cuddle in bed?"

"Am I cuddling with you?"

"Who else is here?"

"Who knows this apartment is too big for just me."

I laugh."Yes me."

"Of course."

Noah moves away from me slightly and I frown, bending down a little and picks me up bridal style.

"Noah!" I giggle and move my arm to around his neck. "Gotta warn a girl."

"Warning," he says as he carries me up to his room. He lays me gently on the bed and I look up at him. "Brb." He says and disappears.

I look around his room and wait for him to return from his mysterious adventure.

He returns a few moments later with our phones and two water bottles. He hands me a water and my phone, and lays down next to me with his water and phone.

"Why are you so perfect?" I just say not really asking him.

"Because my momma and dad taught me to treat girls with respect and if they say no they mean no."

I groan and he laughs.

"I have a question," he says and leans up on his elbow.

"I have an answer," I copy him and smiles.

"Mia, will you do me the honor of going on a proper date with me on Friday?"

#keeping secrets from strangers #noah centineo #noah gregory centineo #noah centineo x orginal character #noah centineo imagine #to all the boys i've loved before #tatbilb #Sierra Burgess is a Loser #sbial #the fosters #jesus fosters #brooks rattigan

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pillowfluffs · 6 years

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Best Friend!Baekhyun

Part 2 of 2

genre: fluff

pairing: Baekhyun x Reader (female)

Part 1

You could easily tell something was clouding his mind and making him hesitate on his words. “Because I like you!”

You were speechless. Did.. Did the guy you’ve been loving since childhood just confess?

“..What?” You were barely audible.

“Y/N.. I Like you.. No, scratch that. I love you. I’ve been in love with you ever since we met. Ever since we were basically in elementary school.” He looked at you with the most loving eyes. But now what were you gonna say.

“I..” you hesitated yourself, scared that this was all a dream, you pinched your hand under the table. When you feel the pain, you knew you had to go on. “I- I love you too, Baek.”

“Like /that/?” His calm smile growing on his face. You could see a bit of his ears growing red.

“Yes,” you giggled. “Like /that/” You both just sat there smiling, not knowing what to say next, and for the first time, you guys were having an awkward moment. Luckily the waitress brought your over your foods. They placed your favorite sausage and pancakes. The smell of the most perfect pancakes you’ve ever seen made your stomach growl.

“Thank you for the meal~” you chimed.

“Eat up,” Baekhyun said as he started grabbing the utensils for his eggs and pancakes.

About an hour passed by you two slowly eating and just talking and then you guys left, heading back to your place, agreeing to watch Interstellar. While driving back, Baekhyun was contemplating on whether he could hold your hand or not. He would keep on glancing towards your hand laying on the seat, open, just ready for him to hold. He would reach sometimes but bail and put it on the joystick. His fingers would constantly be tapping or fiddling or something. You noticed how antsy he was being, especially with his hand and soon you were able to connect the dots. When he lifted his hand to “hold” the joystick, you reached and grabbed his hand and held it. You used your other free hand and turned up the radio up as Electric Kiss was playing.

“Better?” You smiled.

“Yes~” Baekhyun smiled and squeeze your hand. A minute passed until Baekhyun asked again. “Y/N..”

“Hm?” You looked over at him.

“I know I’ve asked this before but..”

“What is it?”

“Who was your first bias from EXO?” He grinned, knowing the answer. “And please be very honest,” emphasis on the very.

You rolled your eyes knowing he knew the answer. But you had something better in mind.

“Mm, I don’t know. I told you someone before, but I’m pretty sure it was Luhan or even Chanyeol.” You looked over at him with a smug look on your face.

He instantly looked over at you, mouth agape with a slight smile on his face.

“Oh really,” he squeezed your hand more and tried to start tickling you.

“No, no, no, no, no, stop!” you laughed. “Hey! Focus on driving!” you yelled trying to push his hand back.

“Alright, alright,” he laughed. Baekhyun went back to focus on getting you two back alive. His hand lingered on the steering wheel again and patted the board while at a red light.

You were just on your phone, looking through some apps, looking outside. “The weather’s really nice,” you think to yourself before you feel a warm hand holding yours. You look down to your hand and back up to see your best friend’s handsome face. You thought back to that moment again back in the cafe to when the guy you’ve known all your life, who you loved so much, confessed his love to you. You noticed the way while you were telling him that you loved him back, his eyes, they were just so full of love. You could tell from the way he looked that he was ready for acceptance or denial right then and there. But.. When you said those words, you saw something new in his eyes. A new brightness sparkled in his eyes when he heard the words he had been waiting for years to hear.

He turned back around as you just admired him from the side. You couldn’t help but smile. Who could resist smiling at him; he was an angel. (Protect himmm) You just looked down at your hands, the way his thumb brushed over your knuckles and how he drew imaginary shapes on your hand. You were practically melting. You just smiled in your lap, appreciating him and his existence.

Baekhyun could see you out of the corner of his eye. The way you looked at him was what he’s been dreaming of how you could look at him and return his love. No wonder so many guys were after you. The way you looked at him with love would make any guy swoon and soften for you. You were just too cute. The way you smiled and how your eyes would disappear into little crescents when you were always with him because you were always smiling. The way you were to persistent and hard working with school and you life. You were put together perfectly. No wonder you got a scholarship into Korea’s top school. He knew that if he wasn’t an idol, he would’ve asked you out years ago. He kept his eyes on the road, but you were always in his sight. His heart beat harder and faster in his chest as he kept on looking up from his peripheral vision to see you smiling and brushing your delicate fingers over his fingers.

He pulled into the parking lot and parked his car. He turned off the engine and opened the door when he told you to wait for a moment. He got out of the car while you still sat there, wondering what he was doing. He walked back around the car and combed his fingers through his hair before stepping up to your door and opened it.

“My lady,” he bowed a little and held out his free hand as the other held open the door.

He was driving you crazy. Could he be any more perfect?

“Oh, why thank you,” you grabbed his hand and held your wallet and phone in hand. He closed the door behind you. “What a gentleman, but where did Baekhyun go?”

“Hey! What’s that supposed to mean?!” He smiled.

“I’m just kidding, chill,” you laughed.

He held onto his hand as you both walked up to your apartment. He swung your arms back and forth while singing aloud a bit.

You honestly loved his voice. You loved everything about him. He was such a caring person and a big hearted guy. His voice and his body were add ons that made him even more perfect. And don’t get me started on this guy and kids.

You both walked up the stairs to your apartment on the second floor and he was just skipping steps effortlessly while you had to run up the stairs since you couldn’t skip steps as fast as him.

He glanced back and saw you struggling a bit and slowed down. He chuckled to himself and felt a little blush grow on his cheeks. Agh you were too cute. You both arrived at your apartment and went in to get ready for the movie.

You slipped off your vans and went started heading into your bedroom.

“I’m gonna change real quick, brb,” you said, closing your door. “You can start getting ready!” You shouted through your door.

“Okay!” Baekhyun shouted back. He places both of your shoes on your shoe rack and headed for the guest bedroom. Since you two were so close, it was natural for him to leave his clothes here and yours back at the dorm. Some nights, he didn’t even go back to the dorms. He would text you once as a heads up and then he would normally shower, eat a takeout dinner he brought or eat something you made (which you almost burned down your house). He ate it barely able to stay awake and afterwards, he would crash into the bedroom. Over time, especially with his hectic and stressful schedules, he would come over to hand and relax. You even over time started decorating the room to suit him more. He quickly changed into some simple black patagonia sweater and some gray sweatpants. Then he went into the kitchen and heated up some popcorn.

You could smell the popcorn as it was heated all the way from your kitchen. It smelled so good, you couldn’t wait to eat some. You dressed up into your old high school softball sweatpants and put on your favorite hoodie.. Which was Baekhyun’s but you stole. Earlier, you knew he didn’t care, but what about now? Were you guys together? Like /that/? Like officially? Because he never said anything. You stood there for about two minutes contemplating. You held the bottom of the hoodie and thought about whether you should wear another hoodie or not. Ah, screw it. Even if you weren’t official, he still wouldn’t care.. Right? You went into your bathroom and got a makeup remover cotton pad and took off your eyebrows.. But BUT BUT, there was hardly a difference since you put on a light amount.. Hehe. hAnyways, as Baekhyun put the bowls of popcorn on the glass table and reached for the remotes to turn on your TV, he realized something when he went to go put the disk in.

“Uh, Y/N?” He was kneeled down in front of your movie cabinet looking around the other boxes.

“What?”You called from your bathroom, brushing your hair.

“The disk isn’t in the case,” a sudden realization hit you. You let your younger brother borrow the movie, but of course, his airhead self didn’t take the DVD case with him. “Should we watch another movie?”

“Uh, no,” you were actually a bit disappointed since you were actually excited to watch this movie again, but it was okay. “We can watch in my room, my dad just got a new subscription to HBO. Bring the popcorn and drinks,” you finished brushing your hair and went back out to turn on your tv.

“Okay.” You heard him walk to your fridge to grab some water and grab the bowls. You heard his footsteps making his way to your room. He used his foot to nudge open the door and place down the goodies on your mini coffee table where you would sometimes work on your homework.

“Will this be okay? Won’t the smell get stuck in your room?” He looked so soft and comfy.

“Oh, right,” you glanced down his outfit. You feel a light burn on your face once again while pushing open your window. “We’re dressed almost the same.. Again,” you thought to yourself.

“She’s so cute,” Baekhyun thought. “Wait.. Is.. Is that my hoodie?” He couldn’t really tell, but spoke up.

“Y/N,” you turned around.

“Is that my hoodie?” He places his hands on his hips and smiled,

Your face grew darker once again, you made a duck face and thought “hard.”

“..nooooo…” you turned back around to the window, pretending to latch the window, but you already did. “Shoot..” You thought to yourself. “He kNEw I wAS weARinG HISSS…”

YOu suddenly feel his arms snake around your waist as you feel his chin against the top of your head.

“Aww, don’t be embarrassed~” he rocked you back and forth. “You look so adorableee!” Now you really were embarrassed. You put your hands up to your face and covered yourself, you felt yourself growing redder and redder by the second.

“No, no, no, don’t cover yourself, cutie,” he turned you around by your shoulder and bent donw a little. He grabbed your wrists and tried to move your hands away.

“Aw, why are you so shy, don’t be~” he pulled you into his chest and rocked back and forth. His arms wrapped around your neck and head. (im so soft rn dont touch me).

You moved your hands away from your face and wrapped them around his mid back. He feel your arms and looked down at you to see your face buried into his hoodie with a smile.

“Come on, let me set up the movie,” you pushed him off of you and grabbed the remote and sat in your spot on the bed. He grabbed the popcorn and sat next to you. He sat all the ay back with his head leaning on the pillows and you sat further up a bit, pulling up the movie.

When the movie started, you grabbed your curtain remote that lowered your thicker and darker curtains over the windows, except for the one exactly to your right so the popcorn smell wouldn’t be so strong later on. Luckily, there was no glare too. As the first scene came on, Baekhyun pulled on your waist to have you lay down next to him. In the past when you two watched movies together, you would just lay down next to each other, but this time, he pulled you into his arms. It was.. Warm.. and soft. A cold breeze blew into the room and you shuddered a bit. He felt you shiver and wrapped his arms around you a bit tighter. The movie progressed to where you cried about two times already. Baekhyun would turn you over to face him so you wouldn’t watch the sad scene, but you loved this movie so much that you already had the scene memorized into your head. You cried into his hoodie and he would wipe away your tears with the pad of his thumb.

“Shh, don’t cry,” he cooed.

You turned back around when he told you the scene was over, but you already knew. Your eyes were threatening to shut as the movie was about three quarters of the way done. You yawned every now and then, rubbing at your eyes.

Baekhyun felt your deep inhales against his chest and brushed a strand of your hair from your face.

“If you want to sleep you can, okay? I’ll be your pillow,” he rubbed your arm.

You’ve never feel so tired before, especially while watching one of your favorite movies. You barely nodded your head when you fell asleep on his arm that he let you use as a secondary pillow.

“I love you, Baek,” you whispered as your turned yourself to face his chest, away form the light.

“I love you more, Y/n,” he yawned. He stared down at your peaceful state before he fell asleep as well. He lingered a kiss on your forehead and you both slept there while the tv stayed on.

~~~~~

Masterlist

#byun baekhyun #baekhyun #exo imagine #exo scenarios #kpop #pillowfluffs #exo fluff

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wannaonestars · 7 years

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boyfriend! ong seongwoo

the sweetest but also cheesiest

constantly uses pick up lines

says he thought of them all himself but you know he probably found them on wikipedia

he always wakes up before you do and he spends his time staring at your face and counting your eyelashes

always greets ur waking face with good morning sunshine :DDDD even if you look ready to murder six men

texts u memes. of himself.

you do it too but he’d be like stop i haVE COPY R I GHT but he actually loves it

and also he’s the one who snapchats the stupidest faces to you at 4am

you: jisung is the true meme king

him: lo UD DRAMATIC G A S P

on christmas he carries a mistletoe with him and when he sees u he just casually lifts it above ur heads and winks

“babe what’s our ship name gonna be tho”

he loves skinship!! Hugs you all the time :DD

will randomly jump out of the closet to engulf you into a hug while giving you a heart attack

on cold days instead of turning up the heater u like to just grab him and snuggle and he always has this WARMEST smile when u do

cuddle-obsessed as well!!! he likes to wrap you both in blankets snugly and watch a movie while feeding you popcorn and snacks

he’s always like “if my fans can buy an entire star and name it after me why can’t you kiss me goodnight” and you’re just sIGHS F I NE

he smiles all the time but when it’s just you chilling together alone he gets this really jinja daebak and heol fond and soft look and has a tendency to stare at you lovingly bc he’s so happy that you’re his and he’s yours :DD

that was so cheesy brb gonna throw uP jesusususus

you’d be like “ong why’re u staring at me” and he’d say “because there’s a pineapple on ur face” bc he actually doesn’t have the guts to tell you the real reason why

“also stop calling me ong bc when we get married u might have to take my surname”

seongwoo: i’m not the jealous type

also seongwoo: blocks daniel’s number after he saw you two sharing a kit kat

it was a joke but after that seongwoo always brought it up whenever he sees daniel. “hey remember when you shared a kit kat with the love of my life sixty days and two hours ago? must’ve tasted very good u trAITOR”

he actually finds it almost embarrassing (even tho we all know he’s the embodiment of embarrassing smh) to say things like “i love you” seriously

he may say it in a playful/joking way (like that one time he stole your food and u told him u hate him and he said i love u 2) but if he ever says it out loud he’ll probably ask minhyun to bury him

like when he confessed to you he could hardly get the words “i like you” out of his mouth the entire thing was actually him stuttering and almost dropping the small bouquet of flowers in his hand

butt!! once when he got home he found you sleeping on the couch

he sighed with a smile and bridal carried u to the bed ohoho

after he laid u down and tucked u in carefully he took a moment to just look at you and take in who you are as a person

being an idol with a hectic schedule means he really doesn’t get to see u v v v often yet you’ve been putting up with it long enough for him to understand how lucky he is to know you

and he just…kind of caressed your face and whispered those magical three words he never had the guts to say when you’re awake and he blushed so hARD and needed to leave the room and splash his face with water and run six laps around the neighborhood to calm down

his dream is to take you on a vacation to somewhere where he can forget his idol status and just enjoy a few sweet days as just two ppl in love

however regARDLESS of how much of a fool seongwoo acts to make you laugh he always makes sure that you know he loves you, whether it’s by sending you good morning texts or walking you home at a late hour or calling you when you’re having a rough day even if he’s busy

one time you told him that you wished you had better skin and he put his finger to your lips and was like stop that before i write a 6 page thesis on why you’re beautiful

and then a little later he ordered your favorite food from your fave place

sometimes you can tell that he’s tired and doesn’t want to talk and while some people just leave him alone you know to just scoot to his side and put your head on his shoulder and let the silence act as a comfort rather than tension

and it’s just moments like when seongwoo is so glad you exist and his mind has a flash of a happy future with you

seongwoo, mumbling at a barely audible level: i love you

you: what was that :^)

seongwoo: nothing. be quiet and sleep you eavesdropper

#ong seongwoo #wanna one #produce 101 #produce 101 season 2 #produce 101 seongwoo #produce 101 scenario #produce 101 imagine #ong seongwoo scenario #wanna one seongwoo #ong seongwoo scenarios #ong seongwoo imagines #wanna one imagines #wanna one scenarios

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washingtonsecrets · 4 years

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it looks like rey and jaina are getting really really comfortable with one another

honestly , i think we all saw it coming in one way or another . if she wasn’t going to end up with ben solo , i’m glad she is , at least , ending up with someone else in the family . all jokes aside , though , i am so here for it and i want to see more … brb , let me grab my popcorn !

#Anonymous #( mod clementine )

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sweetstrawberrycandy · 7 years

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Winter Bloom - Episode One: Shorty | Nyx Ulric x Fem!Reader

RATING: Teen | GENRE: TW Angst/Drama WORD COUNT: 2910 AUTHOR’S COMMENT: First of all like always I wanna thx to everyone who help me on this~ especially @ladyscientia who has become on my Beta Reader, thx you like always without you this won’t be possible once more. To everyone who help me with my writing block thank you!!! you know who you are *huggies* thx you! DISCLAIMER: kk so the idea is make this my first multi chapter, lets see how it goes! For now all I have to say everything happens two years before the events of Kingsglaive.

TAGGING: @chocobropuffs @bleucommelhiver @warnjai-17 @thebulletsofmusicblues If anyone wanna get tag in the future just let me know :3

The alarm clock starts screaming like the world is going to end, ringing relentlessly and forcing you awake. You take the clock in your hands and look skeptically at the time it shows.

“Fuck.. Is it really that late?”

You look for your phone hysterically. You know it’s probably hidden somewhere between the sheets. After a while of frantic searching, you hear the THUD of it falling from the bed to the floor.

“YESH! There you are! Now please show me the REAL time!”

“10:30 am” Same as your moogle alarm clock.

“FUCK! Fuck!!!!! I’m late for work! No more late night horror movies for me!” You jump out of the bed as fast as your body will allow and run to the shower. There’s no time for a hot relaxing bath; just a cold, fast shower and of course no breakfast.

As you run to catch the bus, for the first time since you arrived in Insomnia, you feel excited, like something big is going to happen.

Once you get off the bus, you run like a mad woman to get to work on time. You enter to the shop exhausted. Your face looks like a daemon was chasing you and you just reached a safe place.

“I’m here! I’m definitely NOT late!!!! PEASE! Bossssss don’t fire meeeeeee… please! I swear for the bloody Astrals I won’t be late ever again!”

The scene was quite hilarious. Your boss chuckles and gives you a wink.

“It’s fine y/n. You are actually fifteen minutes early for your shift. Now go and fix that face! You are going to scare the clients!” she laughs.

“That… that… means I could have breakfast!!! DAMN!” your stomach makes a soft grunt. “I guess we are skipping food till lunch…. Whaaa….”

You have been working at the same place for almost a year now. The store has all sorts of things for people who love cooking; from newbies to expert chefs. They can find anything there they might need for ANY KIND of preparation. And if that wasn’t enough, if they can’t make it, YOU are able to teach them.

The morning is extremely quiet. Around five people have come in asking for classes and another three or four for some cooking gadgets. It’s not until around noon, close to your lunch time, when the starvation starts consuming you. Your stomach begins complaining more than usual. Just as you begin wishing to yourself for an enormous plate of food, things in the shop become interesting.

“Please mighty six, don’t let anyone enter through that door so I can FINALLY can go eat something! Please! I BEG YOU….”

Like most of the time your prayers aren’t heard and two men enter to the shop.

“WHY?? You hate me so much?” is the only thought in your head. You look at your boss to see if she can save you from this one, but it’s not possible this time, she was busy with other costumers. You give a fast look to the clock and decide to wait for a few minutes before approaching the clients. Maybe if you’re lucky they will go and you will be free to get your lunch.

Three minutes later and they’re still there. With a little disappointed sigh, you decide to get up from your comfortable place at the counter. As you step towards the beloved costumers, you believe you hear a familiar voice. Your legs shake. Your heartbeat rises. The same feeling of excitement from this morning rushes into you.

Once you’re close enough, you recognize both of them. Libertus is standing in front of a stand mixer, talking to his friend a few steps away.

“Oi! Nyx what are we going to do at the end?”

The blue eye glaive looks back at him shrugging.

“I don’t know big guy, but ain’t leaving this place without something or someone who can help us.”

At this precise moment you feel the adrenalin taking control of your body. Without hesitation you rush into Libertus’s arms, giving him the biggest hug you’ve ever give to anyone in a long long time, trying not to cry.

The Glaive looks at you with confusion.

“Hey! Girl! Are you ok? Is something wrong?!? Did anyone hurt you?!?”

You slowly raise your head and greet your old friend.

“Hi… It’s been a while isn’t??” you smile letting go a little giggle.

Libertus is in shock.

“OMG!!!! y/n! it’s really you!!!! You are…!

You interrupted him with a chuckle “Alive?”

“I was going to say grown-up, but alive works too,” he laughs. You can see the happiness in his eyes. He hugs you once more and this time you feel the warmth in his squeeze.

“Oi! Nyx! LOOK! Is our Shorty!! Is here!!!! In one piece!!”

Nyx turns around, puts aside the pair of poultry shears he had in his hands, grabs you be the arm and hugs you in silence. Once he’s done, he kisses your forehead and whispers, “I’m sorry.”

you smile gently, hugging him once more. This time with more strength.

Your boss approaches you and your friends.

“Is everything alright here y/n?”

With a huge dorky smile on your face, your stomach complains loudly for the lack of substance inside it.

“Fuck! I’m sorry, I didn’t have time to eat anything this morning” Your face of embarrassment is rather cute. Your boss laughs, giving you an small slap on your back.

“Just go lunch, take your time but don’t ABUSE!”

“It’s settled then. You are coming to lunch with us, Shorty!” decides Libertus with excitement.

“Weeeeee!! Kk! Let me grab my stuff. One second. Brb.”

While you walk to the back of the store to get your things, your boss stays with your friends.

“OK! So let’s be clear! You two are going to deliver this kiddo back in one piece. She already suffered enough. Not saying you two haven’t. But for your bad luck she is the one I care about. She is like the daughter I never had. So I’m warning you! If she comes back sad or crying you will have to deal with me! I ain’t a Glaive but trust me I know how to use a knife pretty well and I have lots of them.”

The two men are surprised by your boss’ declaration. Their reaction is to nod and nothing else. Seconds after you return, you notice the peculiar silence between the three of them.

“I’m back and ready to eat! Leggo!” you look at everyone and wonder. “Is… everything alright… here? You two look like someone try to cut your balls…”

Nyx gulps, “Yeaa… Everything’s fine. Let’s go. I need to eat something soon before I start roaring like you.”

“HA HA HA… so funny! Nyx! You haven’t change a bit! Asshole!” You look at him with a funny pouty face.

“C’mon Shorty, I know you miss me!” the blue eye Glaive gives you his well known cocky smirk “AND I miss those cute li’l faces you always do.” Nyx grabs your cheeks and squeezes them with affection.

The three of you leave the cooking shop with the destination unknown to you. You decide to keep the chit-chat going while you follow your friends. The reunion with them was unexpected but you cherish every second of it. In some way you manage to feel like you’re back on Galahd one more time.

“Those were GOOD times!” Libertus’ words are full of nostalgia. “You, me, Nyx and Selena … we had so much fun back on Galahd…”

The words of remembrance are like thunder, interrupting the calm between your small crew. Silence becomes awkward as you walk forward with your arms swinging at your side.

You roll up your eyes and try to change the topic; “Anyways! Where are you two taking me? I’m starving! Hehehe. Last night I just had a bowl of popcorn for dinner.”

Libertus snorts, “Why? Too ‘busy’ to make dinner? Boyfriend perhaps?”

You chuckle, “Boyfriend? What’s that?? Can you eat it???”

The teasing between you and Libertus goes on during the stroll to your destination. Once there, you look at the place and feel back at home somehow. Yama’s reminds you of the bar your friend used to have.

“What an amusing place… Kinda reminds me of the bar. But this place is a little less dusty!”

“Well nothing like home! You two stay here. I will go for the food.” Libertus winks at you; “I think I know what you’ll like to eat.”

He steps away, leaving you alone with Nyx who was surprisingly quiet. You can tell something is going on inside his head. Your first impulse is to tease him. After a moment of consideration you decide to stay in silence and wait for Libertus return.

Approximately fifteen minutes later your big friend comes back with food and drinks.

“WHOAAA! Is this what I think it is?!?” the excitement in your words is boisterous but the most important matter is your feeling of starvation consuming you. Quickly you grab a bite and then the worse happen. The incredulity in your eyes is not a surprise for your friend who’s watching you closely to enjoy the moment.

Libertus ask you between laughs, “Did you like it?”

“Whaaaaaaaaaaa! WTF is this?!? What the Shenanigans!?”

The husky one laughs even louder, “Our heritage!”

“Yeah! Right! Like our food taste like chocobo butt! No offence to the chocobos!”

“See! She is with me! I’m not the only one who says that!! That’s why I love you so much. You were always my favorite, Shorty!” Libertus chuckles, taking a sip to his glass.

You cough. “So, changing the topic, can any of you explain to me why two tough guys like you were in a specialty cooking store? Don’t get me wrong, but you two never were the cooking type.”

“Welll… the thing is… we lost a bet and we need to pay back now.”

You raise your eyebrow and let go a loud laugh. “Are you serious!?! Who is this amazing person? I need to know him/her but but what was the bet about? YOU NEED TO TELL ME!”

After a while without saying a word, Nyx opens his mouth for a short moment; “It was a friend, Luche, and no you don’t really wanna know how we lost. It’s not something pleasant.”

Libertus lets out a whoop; “Don’t be so serious Nyx! It’s not like we don’t know her!”

You look at Nyx. His face shows an emotion similar to indifference, but you can sense something else is going on behind those blue eyes.

He stands from the table looking a little odd. “I’m sorry. I have to go. I remembered I have to do something, I… I… have to help the Cap with something. ‘Was nice to see you y/n.”

“What the heck…?” Libertus doesn’t have a chance to finish the sentence. His friend is already gone.

You feel a little annoyed and sigh. “… I’m sorry if it was something I said.”

Libertus puts his glass aside. “It wasn’t you… Don’t worry about it. I will deal with him later.”

The two of you keep talking for a while, catching up as best you can before you need to go back to work.

“Whoaaaa I’ve to go back, sad face… About your bet, Mama Bear… I can help you, both… or at least I think I can. There’s not a thing I can’t cook. So call me if you want my help. I will do it happily. Here is my number. Call me when you decide what to do and thank you for the chocobo poop – sorry! I meant food.” You kiss Libertus on the cheek and leave.

Once you’re back at work, you keep thinking about Nyx and his strange way to leave.

“What’s wrong with him…. Ahhh!! Men! Who understands them!?”

Your boss looks at you with a curious glance. “Everything ok Kiddo?”

You sigh “Ahhh…? Yeah… just talking to myself like always. Nothing new.”

“If you say soo… By the way, I’ve got to go early tonight. Can you close the shop for me please?”

“Sure! Why not? What’s two extra hours of boredom more in my life?…”

“Geez… if you don’t like it, you should look for another job then…” she says with some exasperation.

“I’m just kidding!! What’s wrong with people today!? So friking serious. Anyway! I like this place AND you need meeeeeeee! I’m your best employee AND you love me!… hehehe.”

Your boss rolls her eyes and laughs. “OK! I’m leaving now. You are in charge. Please… don’t do anything dumb…”

A few hours later you look at the clock, “9:30 pm” A smile pops on your face; “Weeeeeeee time to close and go home! Yay!”

Once you’ve got everything closed and locked up, you feel the overwhelming sigh of relief. The day is over. Time to go home and do whatever you want.

As you leave the store, you begin debating whether or not pajamas are an acceptable thing to wear as soon you get home, forgetting that maybe you might need to stop into a shop for something to eat. Popcorn two nights in a row isn’t acceptable. As you turn from locking the doors shut, you feel a glancing touch across your arms.

“HAA! Nyx WTH! You scared me!!!what are you doing here? Is everything ok?” Your voice is agitated.

“I’m sorry y/n I was waiting for you…”

“Wait what me?” You look at him with some misbelief.

“Yes. Why so surprised?”

“Welll… you weren’t really… uhmmm… how I can say it… available? During lunch, you just leave…”

When you look at him, you can see the regret in his eyes.

“I’m really sorry y/n… Is there anything I can do to fix it?” he says with a cocky smile.

You smile back. “Ok… well let me see… maybe a humongous ice-cream will help clear my head. - With chocolate chips and lots lots of chocolate! And everything I can imagine putting on that ice-cream!”

The hero smiles again but this time with his eyes. “A humongous ice-cream it is then.”

You grab Nyx’s arm and guide him to your favorite ice-cream shop. “I have the feeling you are going to regret this somehow…” a giggle escapes from your lips.

You both walk in mutual silence enjoying the ice-cream until the quiet walk pulls some memories back of when Nyx used to walk you home.

“You know… you don’t have to do this…”

“Do what?” he sounds confused. “Get the ice-cream?? But… you ask for it….”

“Nooo you dummy! Walk me home….”

“I do… look I’m just trying to show you I’m sorry y/n…”

You stop walking for a moment and pull Nyx by the arm. “I’m not a kid anymore, I… learn how to take care of myself a while ago… I didn’t have another option.”

The Glaive sighs. “But you are here now…. You found me and Libertus… I… I… can protect you now…” his voice is trembling. You look at him and realize clearly that the past is haunting him. Seeing him like this hurts you more than anything. You want to help him to move on. After all, no one better than you knows what a hard task that can be. But you also know full well that both of you will probably get hurt in the process. You brush the thought aside and plant a gentle kiss on his rugged cheek.

“Nyx, you know… if I’m completely honest with you… what you did at lunch hurt just a little… you leave like I was nothing. Like we actually haven’t seen each other in years. You leaving makes me feel like I did something wrong.”

He remains in silence, holding your hand.

“After all these years… I swear to you, you are not the only one who feels guilty for what happened. When… when you act like that, you make me feel even more guilty….” You stop for a second to take a breath, the anxiety starts flooding your veins. “When you aren’t capable to look at me, to look at my eyes… you make me wish I could take her place. I feel bad because I survived.”

Nyx squeezes your hand. “C’mon, it’s not like that! y/n! and you know it.”

The frustration you’ve been holding for all those years finally shows up. Hearing Nyx say the exact same thing he said right before abandoning you on Galahd was exactly what you needed to let the emotions go.

“Really?!?! The same shit you told me ten years ago? After all this time, you couldn’t make anything better? Nyx! For the love of the six! You weren’t the only one who lost someone! I… I… lost my family too! I lost my friends! Selena was like a sister to me!!! I… I… lost you! When you and Libertus decided to join The Kingsglaive I was left behind! I was alone! Because you couldn’t and still can’t look at me! Without reminding yourself that she is gone… I’m sorry. I really am… but It’s time for you to move on… get your shit together once and for all!”

When you finish talking, your face is slick with tears. You take a another breath and finish; “I’m sorry… but please… until you are able to do that don’t look for me…” You let go of his hand and walk away.

#my writing #winter bloom #episode one #final fantasy xv #ffxv #final fantasy xv kingsglaive #kingsglaive #nyx ulric #libertus ostium #nyx x reader #fem #i hope you enjoy it

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wishingfornever · 6 years

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9/12/17 – No Contact: Cheat Day?

I’m being bad. I grabbed a popcorn ball. Just one and I’ll be done with them. They’re one of my favorite Halloween treats. Halloween is my favorite holiday. You know this. I kind of missed it last year. I was super disappointed. :/

There was something I wanted to talk about from yesterday but I can’t remember right now. So, instead, I’ll tell you about my… breakfast maybe? Not that healthy. A bunch of bellpeppers, tomato, and onions. Cheese and ham too, so as I said… not that healthy. Also, I added avocado. I hate wasted food and avocado goes bad pretty fast. So, I cut out the bad part and ate the rest. I guess I’ll have another sandwich of the same style later on and also with a full avocado. I remember. We through out that lemon meringue pie and the funnel cake. My dad couldn’t finish it and I refused to touch it, so it was in the garbage. Of which, I also through out the garbage cans. That means we’ll need to get new cans here. Through out that tarp, through out everything. Especially that lemon meringue pie and funnel cake. I hate wasted food. I feel bad that I didn’t have any but I’d feel bad if I had even a slice. I’m committing and I have to choose my guilt. Right now, my guilt is ham and cheese with a side of popcorn ball. :D Delicious, delicious guilt.

I’m feeling pretty awake so after I finish the popcorn ball I’ll get started on exercise. Then maybe I’ll get back to my book. I know you see what I post on Facebook. I know you’ve seen my book cover. I hope you like it. I like it but it feels sort of… unrelated. The other titles have actual historic stuff from the period on them. I’ll probably get sued for it too. I think my favorite cover is Perdition. It has the Osiria rose on it.

You know me, I’m a whore for that rose. It’s my favorite. I hope if I ever get super rich and you and I get a castle in Spain with a koi (sp?) fish pond that we could surround said koi fish pond with a bunch of Osiria rose bushes. They’re so pretty…

Pretty hopeful, eh? I MUST get a castle and you MUST be in it and there MUST be koi fish and there MUST be roses! MUST MUST MUST!!! That’d be ideal for me. Not sure about you. I mean, you’re the one who proposed the koi fish but I’m the one who imagines it surrounded by roses. I need to look up how they survive the winter.

I also want to make a secret room. You said you know how and I think it’d be super cool. Maybe if I become an author and it makes us enough money to afford that little castle in Spain, we could have that secret bookshelf hold a lot of my books. Then the one book I didn’t write will be the key to opening the door. Might be a bit obvious, though. That’s the problem with me. I’d be too obvious for a secret. Like, if I didn’t go with that idea I’d want to go with a pun or a witty response. For example, it could be the book Common Sense that opens the door.

I think it’d have to be a boring book. Or a book that’s not too obvious at least. Like, it can’t be Twilight because if we’re entertaining a guest, they’d criticize us and grab it to further criticize us. Then our sex dungeon would be revealed. What if we had three secret rooms? One for you, one for me, and then one for the both of us? Like for you, you could have whatever you want. For me, I’d probably have a bunch of airsoft guns or historic regalia (something nerdy like that). Then the third could be the sex dungeon. It’d be so cool to tell a friend before we go out, “It’s time to arm up...” and then open a hidden bookshelf to reveal an armory of toy guns. Yeah, I guess that’s why I’m not rich… because I’m not serious enough for my own good. I look at making jokes, especially bad ones.

I have yet to eat this popcorn ball. I’ve just been ranting about owning a fucking god damned castle this entire time. Brb

I missed popcorn balls. I hate how they’re only available during October. Seasonal products piss me off, especially if they don’t HAVE to be seasonal. I guess that’s one of the reasons I hate Christmas. Then again, I never liked the Christmas songs… all that mirth. Disgusting. Thanksgiving I hated, too. I hate all the holidays that are supposed to bring people together. Holidays are just kind of a dumb tradition.

Despite this, I still wish people a merry Christmas. I adhere to tradition because I’m dumb.

I really want a hidden door. Doesn’t need a castle, just want that hidden door. We could live in Nevada or someplace. Somewhere with a house, obviously. I just want that hidden door. If you want to keep your door hidden from me, that’d be fine too. And if we have children, we can hide all LEGITIMATE firearms (also known as real steel) in one of the hidden rooms.

One of my earliest memories. I was a toddler. I somehow found my dad’s revolver. He left it there, in plane sight of a child. Very dumb on his part and he admits it. I was just a toddler so I was exploring and discovering everything. I grabbed the revolver and held it in front of me and pulled the trigger. It fired, the barrel came up and the front sight hit my forehead. I started bleeding and I started crying. It was a loud noise and my head hurt. I don’t remember much beyond that. There was a hole in the wall, though and I’m the reason. That’s something I don’t like about guns. They’re VERY not safe around children. And I can guarantee that if my dad dies, I’m inheriting most of the guns. Was supposed to be all, but whatever. Doesn’t matter. Thing with guns is that you need a place to put them. Preferably unloaded. Some pieces can stay out, like that flintlock rifle above the kitchen but for the most part, they shouldn’t be available for a quick grab. In the event of a home invasion, you can hide in one of the fake rooms and I’ll deal with it. Most home invaders don’t have guns themselves, so I’d be alright. I’m naturally bigger so any threat would be chased off. Criminals aren’t brave and they don’t have to be. They just want to grab what they can and get out. They don’t want to hurt anyone but they will if they have to. It’s desperation. Regardless, sometimes there might be a criminal who is bigger than me or has a chip on his shoulder or have a gun. That’s why you’d hide in a secret room. If we have kids, they’ll hide with you. Thing is, I’d rather not expose them to the sex dungeon so early. Call me old fashion, but let them discover that shit on the internet.

A secret door that leads to a panic room. Maybe in that panic room, a bomb shelter. That’d be super cool, no? In the event of a nuclear holocaust, you might be fine. Problem is you’d have to keep it stocked, so that’s pretty dumb. :/

We could donate the canned food to charity before they expire. Or we can try keeping dried food and water down there. Idk, believe it or not I’m not really into the “prepper” thing. Gas masks would be nice, too. Problem is is that some gas mask filters use asbestos which is super unhealthy, especially old school Soviet gas masks which we may be getting. Good news, though, they can work with modern gas masks too so it should be fine. I don’t like the material some gas masks come in though. Latex… yuck. It feels uncomfortable around the face. Makes you sweaty. And it could tear. Not quality material. We’d have to get gas masks that fit the face and I’d prefer if their material wasn’t shit. We’d see. Probably super trivial but it’s nice to have in an emergency situation. Or in case there is a super potent odor. That’s something cool about gas masks; they kill odors so in case of bad smells, you can over come it with a gas mask. Hell, we should get one for doing kitty litter. :D If you still do porn and we happen to get a house/castle/citadel/fortress that has a hidden sex dungeon, I imagine you’d set up a little studio in there. Or if we have three hidden rooms you’d set up shop in your hidden room. But if you make due with the sex dungeon being your cam room, then you’d have a hidden room all to yourself. I wonder what you’d put in there. Especially if I’m not allowed in. Probably would have your journals. As you said, you never shown me the newest entries. I doubt Haru. Unless Fern the Husky just becomes too unbearable. That said, we’d probably spend nights down in the dungeon. Especially if we have kids. Children like to walk in on their parents having sex. I never have, but I know others have. Or we could… cough lock the door when we sleep. That wouldn’t be so bad. Except the little Stephen clone in my dreams would get SO excited and want to tell us something in the middle of the night and run in the middle of the night in pitch black hallways down to our room, try opening the door, and crash instead. Then he’d cry. He would be our son… -,-

I feel so much better today than I did yesterday. Most of this entry has been me fantasizing. Only been an hour into the new day, too. I’m glad. ^^

Maybe you’d have a closet in your hidden room. I think it’d be a super spiritual room that you’d sanction or whatever. Buddhist writings on the wall, super zen and peaceful… I can see that being the thing. And because it’s your peaceful energy room, I wouldn’t be allowed in it as to not corrupt your own energy that you’ve been manifesting or whatever. Yeah, I can see it. In my room it’d have airsoft guns, as I’ve said. Probably real guns too. I don’t want it to be an armory but that’s what it’s sounding like. I also want to use it as a closet. Not for normal clothes but for dumb little outfits like my hoplite panoply or a victorian era outfit and other things like that. It’d be where I geeked out. Probably would have to be big because… most those things don’t stack very well. I also don’t want to have too many airsoft guns. Weird, right? The thing is, some airsoft maps limit the FPS limit. Some do 400 and others do 350. 350 tend to be close spaced maps in corridors and the like. Thus, I’d need a couple guns to replicate what I feel my playstyle would be and what the map would be like. So, it’d depend. And even if I did fucking GORGE on all these airsoft guns, hopefully I’ll be able to afford it if I’m able to afford a house/castle/cathedral/pope hut with hidden rooms. Dreaming about a future I’ll probably never have is soothing. Probably because you’re in it. Or because I’m super materialistic despite being a communist. ;) Alright, it’s time for me to start my sets. I love you and I’ll message you when I’m done. <3

Just finished. After my sets and when I started jogging, I was super tired. Like exhausted, sweaty, out of breath, and my heart is pumping. I started to jog and… well, I’m still sweaty and exhausted but I’ve gotten my second wind back. I think I need to start jogging outside. Except I can’t with my shoes right now. I’ll be going to Reno with my dad this friday and I’m supposed to get some shoes then. That’d be nice.

I was thinking more about our secret rooms. I was thinking if someone really wanted to get in, they’d throw all the books off the shelf until they found one that stuck and then pull that one to open the door. Then I thought about putting a button where you push it and it unlocks and allows you to pull the book and open the door. Problem with that, they’d just rip it off if they REALLY wanted to get in. So, what if the button were on the bookshelf itself? Think about it. If they couldn’t find a book that opened a bookshelf, then they’d conclude that maybe it’s a different bookshelf and move along. Or if they knew it was that bookshelf, they’d have to rip the whole thing off. And we wouldn’t have to worry about which book to use. :D That said, I think it’d be cool if the secret rooms connected and required both sides to be opened in order to be let in. That way, if you want to get to the sex dungeon from your sanctuary, I could let you in and we wouldn’t have to leave the basement. Thing is, we’d have to separate a basement. If we build a house from scratch, we’d have to invest in digging out the ground and just adding… so much. It’d be super expensive. :/ I also thought about having a gym in my armory. Getting used to the idea that it’s basically an armory for toys and shit. How nerdy is that, eh? But if I had a gym in there, then I’d be a part of the armory too. And because it’s just a room with historical crap and gym equipment, you can go in whenever you want too. We could work out together. You can spot me while sitting on my lap. I’d get so buff so quickly. That said, after I get rid of this fucking skin condition, I want to get a tattoo on my upper back. “This Machine Kills Fascists” except in Spanish. Unfortunately, in order to be awesome and bad ass, I need to get somewhat buff at least. And… also skin condition. I know you still want to get a tattoo. Don’t know what you want to get. Maybe my name. Kidding, I know you’d never get a name tattoo. I remember you saying that.

So, I found a set of shorts that belongs to you. I’m going to leave you a message that the next time I see Daniel, I’ll hand it to him and give it to you. Might not have to message you. Will probably wait until Friday to tell you or something. Idk, I’ll think about it. But it’s your shorts and you’d probably want them back.

Of which, I need a list of things you forgot at Adela’s.

Oh, it’s raining. Maybe that’s why I’m feeling better. Huh. That explains a lot.

Current time, 8am. It’s a sunny day. Bit of smoke, but that’s alright. Got this wasp thing fucking with me. Should really crush it. I don’t like hurting animals and insects are animals. Was hoping it’d fuck off. I haven’t begun edits yet today. Postponed some. ><

I’m going to get to it. Soon, at least.

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njawaidofficial · 6 years

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Gay Olympians Gus Kenworthy And Adam Rippon Are Putting Vice President Mike Pence On Blast

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Gay Olympians Gus Kenworthy And Adam Rippon Are Putting Vice President Mike Pence On Blast

“Eat your heart out, Pence.”

This is figure skater Adam Rippon and skier Gus Kenworthy. They’re making history this year in South Korea as the first two openly gay male athletes to compete for Team USA at the Winter Olympics. Here they are looking super adorbs at the Opening Ceremony.

BFF goals, TBH.

Twitter: @guskenworthy

And this is Vice President Mike Pence. He’s got a complicated history with LGBT rights — let’s just say he’s more than a few seasons behind on Rupaul’s Drag Race.

*Grabs purse, pulls out receipts*: There’s the alleged conversion therapy thing, the religious-freedom-law-that-critics-said-actually-allowed-LGBTQ-discrimination thing, the gay-marriage-will-cause-“societal collapse” thing, and last but not least, the Donald-Trump-reportedly-joking-Pence-wants-to-hang-all-gays thing, and that’s just for starters!

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Anyway, it’s probably not that surprising that the openly gay Rippon has allegedly turned down two invitations to meet Pence, including one this week.

“If it were before my event, I would absolutely not go out of my way to meet somebody who I felt has gone out of their way to not only show that they aren’t a friend of a gay person but that they think that they’re sick,” Rippon told USA Today. “I wouldn’t go out of my way to meet somebody like that.”

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After the USA Today story broke, Pence and his team tried to downplay and spin the story…

Twitter: @VP

…and the vice president even tweeted AT Rippon, telling the figure skater he is “FOR YOU.”

Twitter: @VP

For what it’s worth, Rippon has made his stance on meeting Pence crystal clear.

Twitter: @Adaripp

TL;DR, this is Adam Rippon to Vice President Pence.

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But here’s where things get nice and juicy. At the Opening Ceremony, Gus and Adam were hanging out and having a gay ol’ time (BRB, printing and framing this picture ASAP).

Twitter: @guskenworthy

Also in attendance? None other than the vice president, who was there to cheer on Team USA with Mrs. Pence.

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Following the ceremony, Gus shared this super cute picture of him and Adam from the event (seriously, this is Christmas-card worthy)…and that’s where the fun continues. Be sure to pop some popcorn for this one.

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Gus included this powerful caption with the photo, explaining how proud he is to be competing as an openly gay athlete…complete with a zinger directed at Pence:

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Yes, you read that correctly: “EAT YOUR HEART OUT, PENCE.”

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Basically, this is all of us reading us Gus’s caption:

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FYI, none of y’all better rain on Adam and Gus’s big gay Olympic parade because it will only FUEL that FIRE. And that’s that on that!

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For more Pyeongchang Winter Olympics content, click here!

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arosegardenofstories-blog · 7 years

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Project Churchill 4

Hey guys here’s chapter four. Things are starting to get interesting. Hope you like it.

Chapter 4

Two hours later, Chloe and I are in the changing room at Express. We only ever come when there’s a sale and today is a clearance day from their New Year’s sale. I can hear Chloe struggling to pull a shirt over her head while she asks,

“So let me get this straight, James texted you at three o’clock this morning with the location of his wife, asks you to go there, and take some pictures?”

“Yeah.” I say as I step out of my fitting room. I knock on Chloe’s door “Do you need help?”

Her muffled “No I got it.” isn’t very convincing but then again Chloe has always been an underdog, even if her last name is Armstrong. She steps out and gives me a twirl.

“What do you think?” she asks over her shoulder.

“I think that James was way out of line with his requests and Glinda is a-”

“Not that Minna! I was talking about me.” She turned to look at me pulling at the shirt. “What do you think?”

The top was flowy and fell off her shoulder, emphasizing her small frame. The color, a deep black, didn’t do anything to help her already pale skin and light blonde hair. In short it wasn’t a good fit for her.

“It’s cute but I don’t like the color. It makes you look paler than you already are.”

“Uhh, you sound like my mother.” She cleared her throat and stood up taller, and evened out the tone of her voice and said “Chloe darling are you sure you’re eating enough? I know we’re Irish but even by their standards you’re as pale as a ghost.”

I laughed and joined in. “Chloe you need to eat more iron, it’s good for your completion.” We carried on like that, doing our best impression of Mrs. Armstrong until we couldn’t laugh anymore.

“But seriously,” I say as I interrupt our reverie “you do need to eat more iron.” She turned from the mirror to look at me.

“And you really need to start wearing more clothes like that.” She said as she pointed to the skirt I had on. “You really need to stop hiding your curves and legs.”

“I don’t hide them; I just like to wear jeans.”

“Well,” she said as playfully hit me, “if you’re not going to show them you should share.” As if I could slice off parts of my body and give them to her. “And don’t say you’re not getting it ‘cause you are.”

“No I’m not.”

“Yes you are.”

“No I’m-”

“And don’t even think about putting it back on the rack.”

“Why?”

“’Cause I’ll just buy it and then it will be a gift from your best friend and then you’ll have no choice but to accept it.” She had me there; it would be rude not to accept a gift from a friend. I let out the breath I didn’t realize I was holding.

“Fine, but you’re still paying for it.”

“So then her sidekick catches sight of me and starts running.” I explain while our clothes are being rung up at the register.

“Wait why did she need security for a secret rendezvous?”

“Thank you.” I tell the cashier as she put the receipt in the bag, grabbing it as we walk out the store. “I don’t know!” I say to Chloe. “She had enough money to throw away and still live happily.”

“Had enough money?”

“Yeah, James sent me a text saying Glinda signed the papers and the way the prenup is set she’s getting knock down a couple pegs.”

“Well, I can’t say she didn’t have it coming for her.” We continued walking through the mall and out to the parking lot. When we got to my car I popped the trunk for Chloe to put our bags in the trunk. Sitting in the driver’s seat I threw my purse behind me towards the backseats; not really caring where it landed as I wait for Chloe to walk around the side of the car and get in.

“So then what happened after he chased you?” she asked while I pulled out of the parking spot and toward the exit.

“John cornered me and tried to kill me.”

“How did you get away?”

“Through the element of surprise. That’s not even the worst of it. He shot at my car, and then I get home to find that James broke into my house to finalize the deal.” We were on the highway now. I turned to Chloe, “Am I taking you to your house or to mine?”

“Mine I got to get my stuff.”

“You were serious about that slumber party weren’t you?”

“Yeah. We haven’t had one in forever and I really need it. Did you call Aunt Lottie?”

“No.” I said keeping my eyes on the road.

“Why?” I continued to look at the road, not wanting to see the confusion on her face, and hoping to avoid the spiel to follow.

“Because all of this happened before the crack of dawn and she has enough to deal with between her kids and the kids at the school.”

“She’s your aunt and the only line of your family tree left. She deserves to know what’s going on with you.”

She was right of course, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it. Aunt Lottie was the one who took care of me after the fire. Even if she was a year late; she moved her whole family across the country for me; not to mention she helped Nana by taking me in. I made a hard left; causing Chloe’s nymph like frame slide in the seat and into the window. She pushed herself off of it and turned to me. Reaching her hand out she said “Call her Mi; she needs to know.”

“I will.” I shifted the gear, throwing Chloe up against the dashboard as we pulled up to her house. “Sorry!” I say as she tried to steady herself on the dashboard.

I watched as she unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car. She leaned into the car, bracing her arm on top of the car and said, “Call her.”

“I will.” I answered, sounding a bit more whiny than I wanted. She started walking up the sidewalk to her house. When she got to the door she turned around and called,

“I’m serious if you don’t I will, and I’m sure Aunt Lottie would love to hear from her favorite adopted niece.”

“I’ll call her when I get home.” I called back.

“Yeah right.” She says as she closes the door behind her. I pulled off and made my way home.

About five hours, several boxes of take out, two rounds of PhaseTen, an impromptu dance party, and one too many Moscato wine coolers, Chloe and I were on my bed giving each other pedicures while watching Hush on Netflix. It probably wasn’t a good idea since Chloe can’t really handle scary movies and she already knocked one bowl of popcorn onto the floor; it probably wouldn’t be long before she kicked me in the face. Before long we had finished each other’s nails not really paying attention to the movie anymore. I studied Chloe as she turned to face me, pulling her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms around her legs; careful not to touch her toes.

“You really need to get back in the game.” She said as she swallowed a hick up. I picked up the deck of PhaseTen and start to shuffle them and asked,

“Why, so he can end up like John in the movie?”

“No silly!” She said as she tries to hit me but missed the mark slightly. “So you can get out of this mug you’ve been in.”

“I’m not in a mug. I’m just focusing on my career right now.” I dealt out the cards watching Chloe’s frown deepen.

“Yeah you have. Ever since you and Garry broke up you’ve been more gloomy and miserable than usual.” She rearranged a couple of cards in her hand and placed two face down on the bed. “You need to put yourself out there.”

I turned my cards face up, completing the first half of the first phase. “You sound like Aunt Lottie.”

“And how often is Aunt Lottie wrong?”

For your information, Aunt Lottie is hardly ever wrong; but Chloe seemed to be telling me truths I didn’t want to hear today. I should be allowed to pull myself together before throwing myself into another relationship; and if it takes longer than four months so be it. I mean we didn’t leave on the best terms after all. But if she wanted to play this game so could I. Hoping to shift the attention from me to her I said, “If I should be back in the game after four months you definitely should’ve won by now. Are you still talking to Kyle?”

She didn’t look up until she finished her phase, laying the cards out so they would be impossible to miss. She finally looked up at me. “Yes. But at least I’m trying you on the other hand are worse than a wallflower. GTP BRB”

“What?”

“Got to pee, be right back.” She was always making up new acronyms.

She got up from my bed headed towards the hallway, her steps were a little wobbly and her balance slightly off as she walked on her heels. I took the chance to get back at her by throwing a piece of popcorn at her; the shock of it knocking her off balance and into the edge of the dresser. She turned around; her face had a look of ‘How dare you?” Laughing as she walked out into the hallway I called, “Lightweight!”

“I am not!”

“Yeah, we’ll see about that when I have to hold your hair back at the toilet in the morning.”

Turning to watch the movie I noticed that this is probably one of the only horror films I’ve seen where the victim is actually smart. She’s deaf, something that most people would say is a disability; but she uses it to her advantage. So far she’s managed to lock the killer out of all her windows, stolen his weapon, and written a note to her parents about what the killer looks like should they find her body. Stuffing popcorn into my mouth I continued to watch, so distracted that I jump when I hear the doorbell.

“Don’t answer it!” Chloe called voice a shrill imitation of her normal voice.

“Why do you think a killer is on the loose?”

“Not funny Minna, you don’t exactly live in the nicest side of town.”

It was true but she didn’t have to put like that. Looking at my phone I saw that it read 4:00 A.M. “It’s probably Maurice; you know how he gets when he knows you’re here.”

“Then you definitely shouldn’t answer it.” Long story short, Maurice has a slight crush on Chloe and whenever she comes over he goes absolutely crazy. He actually tries to clean himself up and vows to quit whatever drug of the week he’s on. His withdrawal hardly ever lasts longer than half the time of her visits, but the thought is nice.

“I’ll just tell him you’re not interested…again.” I pulled on my robe and picked up my phone, using it as a flashlight until I find the light switch at the bottom of the stairs. “Maurice,” I called. “Go home she doesn’t like you.”

I didn’t hear his normal response of protests to come in. That was odd. Throwing open the door I said again, “Maurice go-” I stopped mid-sentence realizing that it wasn’t Maurice at the door, it was a white couple. And little did I know how much trouble I was about to get myself into.

I felt Chloe’s presence before I heard her come up behind me. “Can I help you?” I asked turning my head slightly to keep the smell of alcohol from my breath away from the couple.

“Oh!” The woman said. She was short and of a normal complexion, with dark hair and brown eyes and her accent told me that she wasn’t a local. Like most of the white people in the great state that is Maryland, the winter didn’t seem to bother her at all, as all she had was a light fleece pullover and gloves to keep her warm. She turned to her husband, who was at least eight inches taller than she was and more sensibly dressed for the bitter cold outside. “Um actually, we uh…” She trailed off as if she wasn’t quite sure of how she should finish her sentence.

Her husband though, had no such problems. Turning to Chloe he said with absolute confidence, “Actually I believe you can help us.”

I felt Chloe’s small hand on my shoulder as she took in a deep breath, silently urging me to take one as well. “Why?” She asked. “I’m not the P.I.”

The couples’ faces were absolutely priceless. The woman blushed and looked down at her feet while her husband moved his lips without any sound escaping them. “I’m so sorry.” The woman said still looking at the ground. Lifting her head up slowly she continued, “It’s just your name is so…we thought for sure that you would be…”

Her husband finished her thoughts for her again, “Your name is so distinguished we thought for sure that you would be well, more like her.” He said pointing to Chloe.

It’s moments like this when I realize how different Chloe and I are and how people find it hard to believe that we could be as close as we are. She’s white and I’m black. She small and nymph like in every way and big in almost everything. She’s meek and I’m bold. But just because we’re opposites didn’t mean that we weren’t so different from each other or compatible. Opposites do attract. Not really wanting to be polite, I put on my best coquettish smile, “Please come in.” I said as I held the open for them.

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