#i know he's not doing anything too crazy in this video but hopefully you'll still enjoy it
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Note: part 5 of the Mechanic fic. this is just a little short chapter, but hopefully it will please you all the same ;)
part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4
Warnings: very suggestive! 18+.
pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)
summary: You have been in France for one month already. Your job kept you busy 24/7 and you desperately missed that hot mechanic you had managed to make your boyfriend before you left.
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'I don't care where we are or what time it is, I'm taking what's mine, whenever I fucking want it.'
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Sihtric: can I see you?
Sihtric: I really need to see you…
Sihtric: I miss you
Sihtric: PLEASEEEEE call me
Sihtric: now???
Sihtric: I'm going to video call you now okay???
'There she is,' Sihtric smiled as you appeared on his phone, 'hey, pretty lady.'
'Hey,' you chuckled, feeling yourself blush at the sight of his mismatched eyes, 'I'm so sorry I haven't been able to call or video chat much, babe. It's been crazy here.'
'I know, don't worry,' he said and laid back on his bed, 'everything going okay?'
'Yeah, it's fine, but how are you? Your hair's getting longer,' you chuckled, 'I like it.'
'Thanks, thinking of shaving it all off,' he teased, 'but things are not bad here, except that I've been in a lot of pain actually,' he grimaced.
'What?' you jumped up, 'why? What's wrong, honey?'
'It's this… aching, you know?' Sihtric said, 'I called the hospital already, but they can't do anything'
'What? What do you mean?'
'It's like… this pain,' he continued, 'I mean… damn, lady, you took a piece of my heart when you left.'
'Sihtric!' you yelled, angry but relieved, 'stop scaring me like that!'
'Sorry, baby,' Sihtric laughed, 'missing you, sweet stuff, that's all. Is your flight back booked already?'
'Yes, I took care of it yesterday. I'll be back in exactly twenty eight days!'
'Can't wait to have you in my arms again,' Sihtric smiled weakly.
'Me neither, love. I hope time goes fast. How's therapy going?'
'It's going,' Sihtric said, 'still got one crutch. I can walk small distances, slowly. It's not much but it's something.'
'Really?' you smiled, 'that's so good. Proud of you, babe! So you'll come running when I arrive at the airport?' you joked.
'I wish,' Sihtric chuckled, 'I would if I could. But, hey, about that… the doctors advise me to pick up work again, and Finan is drowning in work, so I'll start next week. Just a few hours a day, you know? But I probably won't be able to pick you up from the airport. I don't have a car and Finan can't take any more hours off. I'm really sorry, baby.'
'Oh, no, that's okay,' you said, 'don't worry. It was really sweet that Finan dropped me off at the airport, but I can get back on my own.'
'Promise it's fine?' Sihtric asked.
'I promise,' you smiled, 'what other news have you got?'
'Hmm,' Sihtric hummed, 'oh! They found the prick who hit me and drove off.'
'What?! Are you serious?'
'I am, my love. And he's facing some time too. Apparently he was drunk behind the wheel that night.'
'Oh my god, Sihtric…'
'I know, baby,' he said, 'just don't think about it, okay? I survived.'
You nodded with a soft smile, 'I know. I'm happy to hear they found him.'
'I'm going to take all that bastard's money,' Sihtric huffed, 'you know, for physical and emotional damage.'
'What about the motorcycle, I never asked, was it insured?'
'Of course it was insured, lady,' he smiled, 'everything's fully covered.'
'Good,' you smiled.
'Yeah, can't wait to buy a new one.'
'What?!'
'What?' Sihtric frowned.
'You want to get a new bike?'
'Of course,' Sihtric shrugged, 'why wouldn't I?'
'Well… you… I mean…'
'No, no,' he said, 'look, I've been riding bikes before I was even allowed to. I'm not scared and this wasn't my first crash. Yeah, it was my first bad fucking accident, but it's not going to stop me.'
You looked at your screen, not knowing what to say, but Sihtric knew you were upset.
'I know you're worried, I get it,' he said, 'but you can't change my mind about this, I'm sorry, baby.'
'I know…' you sighed, 'when do you think you'll get a new one?'
'Soon. Hey,' Sihtric said and licked his lips, 'I love you, lady.'
'I love you too,' you smiled shyly.
'Come back home soon, okay?'
'I will.'
'Promise?'
'I promise.'
'No French mechanics I need to be worried about?' he teased.
'Absolutely not,' you laughed, 'but maybe that guy at the bakery…'
'Hey!' Sihtric chuckled, 'watch it, lady.'
'Or what?' you taunted.
'Or I might be facing some jail time too,' he laughed.
'Oh, please,' you rolled your eyes.
'I've been working out again, lady,' Sihtric winked, 'you don't know what I'm capable of.'
'Oh, really?' you smirked, 'show me.'
'You want me to show you?'
'Well, I haven't seen your body in weeks,' you hinted.
Sihtric grinned, tilting his phone slightly so you could see his covered torso. And he slowly snuck his hand under his shirt, shoving it up, exposing his abs.
'Oh,' your face flustered, 'looking good, handsome.'
'Yeah?' he smirked, 'want to see more?'
'A little more,' you dared him.
But there was no daring Sihtric. The mechanic was a flirt, and a confident one at that. Always had been. He knew he was good looking and he knew you liked it. So he had no trouble setting his phone back against a pillow, so you could fully see how he took off his shirt and then seductively ran his hands down over his muscular body as he bit down on his lip with a smirk.
'Sihtric, stop,' you giggled.
'Are you sure?' he smiled, one hand sliding down into his sweatpants, 'hm?'
Your eyes grew big, 'Sihtric!' you yelled, almost dropping your phone.
'Come on, baby,' he licked his lips, 'don't tell me you don't want some of this?' he winked and lowered his sweatpants.
Your breath hitched upon seeing Sihtric move his hands over his hard cock, still trapped in his boxers, and you couldn't keep your eyes off your screen.
'Are you really,' you swallowed hard, 'I mean... do you really want to have v-video … sex?'
'Yeah, why not?' he smiled, 'only thing we can do now, right?'
'I- I guess,' you instantly became nervous, but you were so aroused upon seeing his almost naked body, you couldn't deny the feeling in your core.
You quickly ran to your bed and got comfortable, and so did Sihtric, as you both stuffed a few pillows against the headboards of your own bed and sat back.
'Uh… now what?' you chuckled nervously.
'It's my first time doing this too, lady,' Sihtric smiled softly, 'I guess… hm, take your shirt off for me?'
You set your phone on your nightstand and wasted no time lifting your shirt up, but Sihtric interrupted you fast.
'Hey, wait,' he chuckled, 'take it off slowly for me, baby?'
You did as he asked, slowly revealing you wore nothing underneath your shirt, and when you looked back at your phone again, you saw Sihtric's sly smile was wider than before.
'Hm,' he hummed, smiling, slowly working his length just out of view for you, 'what I'd give to massage those right now,' he chuckled as he looked at your breasts.
'You mean like this?' you teased, cupping one breast and massaging your own flesh slowly for him.
'Oh, babe,' Sihtric moaned, his eyes intensely focused on his screen, 'yeah, just like that…'
'Hey, you can't just hide all the fun for me,' you frowned.
'Oh, you want to watch?' he laughed while raising an eyebrow, 'you're cheekier than you let me believe, lady.'
You shrugged with a grin, and Sihtric tilted his phone slightly, and you immediately tensed up when seeing his tattooed fingers work his hard cock as he watched you.
'Oh my god,' you sighed, a little lightheaded, 'you're so hot.'
'So are you, lady,' he purred with a wink.
You were so desperate for his man, and you slid your fingers inside your body. Ever since the first time you set foot in that repairstore, you were ready to drop your panties for him. And you've had a few moments together, but you still hadn't had sex with him, and it was torture.
'I wish I could suck you off right now,' you moaned, remembering how nice that was for both of you.
'Mhm, me too,' Sihtric sighed, 'I can't wait to fuck you when you get back home again, lady.'
'Yeah?' you teased, working yourself as you watched him, 'you think you can handle me?'
'Oh, lady,' Sihtric smiled as he hummed, 'you don't know what I was like before we met.'
'Tell me,' you breathed, 'tell me what you are like.'
'I don't know if you can keep up with my sex drive,' he smiled and exhaled sharply upon seeing your eyes darken on his screen, 'if I'm in the mood, lady,' he husked, 'I'll find a way to get you right there and then. I don't care where we are or what time it is, I'm taking what's mine, whenever I fucking want it.'
'Oh my god,' you whispered, your walls clenching around your own fingers.
'Will you allow me to do that with you?' his voice became more hoarse with every word he spoke.
'Y-yes,' you moaned, 'fuck, I'm close, Sihtric.'
'Me too,' he let out a low groan, 'tell me how you want me to take you, lady. When you're back home, when I'm ready for it.'
'Fuck,' you hissed, 'I don't care baby, anywhere. At work, at home, on the fucking street, I don't care! I just want you so bad,' you cried as your climax approached, 'I wanted you to fuck me in the garage the first time you brought me home.'
'Yeah?' he growled, 'I wanted to, believe me,' his own pace quickened, 'I wanted to bend you over my bike so bad that day, baby. I would've fucked you so good, hm,' he breathed hard.
'Fuck!' you yelled, your climax abruptly taking over when you heard his soft humming along with his heavy breathing, and the thought of being fucked, bend over his motorcycle was too much, and you almost dropped your phone, 'jesus fucking christ,' you laughed.
'I can't believe you finished before I did,' Sihtric complained, teasingly, 'come on, give me some dirty talk,' he laughed, 'finish me off, lady.'
'You know I'd like to finish you off right now,' you purred.
'Yeah?' he bit down on his lip.
'Yeah, I'd suck you good. Taking you all in my mouth,' your voice deliberately more raspy than usual, 'I'd suck your cock real slow, handsome.'
'Ah, please,' he groaned.
'And maybe,' you grinned as you moved one hand up to your breasts, 'I'd let you fuck my tits, babe, would you like that?'
'Fuck!' Sihtric growled, 'yeah, I'd like that, baby. Oh, fuck!' he moaned loudly, struggling to keep his phone steady as he came with a heavy grunt.
You chuckled as Sihtric was trying to catch his breath, and he quickly brought his phone back up so you could see his face and half of his torso. You both couldn't help but laugh when you looked at each other again.
'I miss you,' Sihtric said when you both finally stopped laughing.
'I miss you too, so much, you have no idea.'
'Come back home, baby, I'm waiting for you.'
'I'm counting down the days, Sihtric, I really am.'
'So am I,' he smiled softly.
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Title: currently untitled
Rating: Teen
Fandom: Hetalia
Characters: hws nyo!liet. hws nyo!lat. hws nyo!est.
tags: human au, inspired by the room (2015), not fully tho,
Summary: "That doesn't make sense – no one borrows others just to be companions." It was like something out of an old fairy tale – or a horror novel.
(or. Viktorija and her cousin, Aija, had been minding their own business at a family get together in the park when they are kidnapped in broad daylight by a crazy man.)
A/N: ack! i'm excited (and scaredandotherweirdemotions!) so it's almost my birthday - literally tomorrow! - and i wanna show you something i'm working on. i'm actually really proud of this au, and of this little snippet! it was the first thing i showed my beta concerning this fic and they were really interested in it, hope you all will be too! it was semi-inspired by the room (2015) movie + book, as well as by several true crime podcasts and my own brain watching The Simpsons videos & theories at 3 am as i attempt to fix my sleep schedule that got ruined by my insomnia several weeks ago!
anyway, this au will be much much larger and (hopefully) be making it's way across your computer screens sometime in the next few months, but until then, please enjoy!
"It's not that bad here," is said so softly that Viktorija felt a bit bad for the girl. Not so bad that she doesn't curse her in her own thoughts, but bad enough that she nodded her head along with the words being said. The other girl had turned her back on them, eyes roaming the hall, before she spoke again, "Really, Father Zima is a kind man and his daughters are kind as well – I think you'll come to like it here, both of you."
Her eyebrows furrow and she reached forward to grab the shoulder of her cousin who seemed to want to follow the other girl as the stranger began walking down the small hallway. "Like it here?" She hissed just as softly as the other had spoke, she didn't know if there were hidden cameras around or not, but she wasn't going to risk being overheard speaking so loudly. "We've been kidnapped!"
The other girl, the one that had helped the man lure them from the park they were at, stopped and faced them. Her eyebrows were lifted in confusion and her lips were down turned, sea colored eyes boring right into Viktorija's own as she walked back towards them. "You shouldn't think of it like that," she replied, shrugging slightly as she came to a stop in front of them. "It's more like you're being borrowed."
"Borrowed?" Her chest filled with anger at the word. They weren't being borrowed; borrowed meant going home, not being held in a strange man's house with some foreign girl and his weird family. It meant other things, things that weren't kidnapping and accessory to kidnapping, and whatever else was going to happen to them!
"Father Zima'll take you back home after the girls grow up, he promised." It was said with a tinge of desperation but still Viktorija didn't care. Her and Aija had thought this girl needed help – which she probably did though more in the way of police and a therapist – and had wandered away from their family to help, only to end up shoved in a strange bearded man's trunk and knocked out somehow.
"I know it's not idea," the girl continued, seemingly ignoring the rising red flush to Viktorija's face, "but the girls need companions and that's more important than anything else."
No, what was most important was Viktorija and Aija going back home – away from crazy blondes who helped creepy men lure other children away from their families; away from what seemed like a cult or some Manson family going ons; away from trouble. Shaking her head, she spoke, "That doesn't make sense – no one borrows others just to be companions." It was like something out of an old fairy tale – or a horror novel. "And who are these girls? Who's Father Zima? Why is your dad doing this?"
The girl sighed lightly. "The girls are Father Zima's daughters, they're not the best at making friends." Her words paused and her arms crossed over her chest, "As for who they are, I was going to wait for introductions until supper but I'll tell you a bit about them as we walk."
"We're not-"
"Okay!" Aija cut in, bright blue eyes shining. "Where are we going?"
Traitor.
"Aija." Viktorija tried her best maternal voice but she fell short; her voice sounding nothing as strong as Aunt Laima's or her mothers. Instead, to her own ears, she sounded tired and scared, her voice shaking on the last syllable of her cousin's name. "What are you doing?"
"We said we'd help." The girl sounded so confused, so earnest. It was upsetting.
About to speak, Viktorija was cut off by the strange girl answering Aija's question. "The bedroom for you two," she said, brightening slightly. "Me and the girls spent all day yesterday making sure the room was very nice. Father Zima bought all brand new sheets and comforters; brand new beds and dresser set – there's even a full length mirror! It's wonderful."
It sounded like a room meant to induce Stockholm Syndrome, Viktorija thought, with all it's fun comforts and brand new shiny items, but her outraged face was ignored by both the strange girl and Aija, who had 'ooh-ed' at the idea. It made sense on why the younger girl would do so; their family wasn't at the place where they could afford brand new versions of all that, instead most of their things were hand-me-downs brought over from family that left their home countries, but it still bugged her. Gaining a fancy new bedroom was nothing in comparison to what they were losing.
"Great." Viktorija huffed out a breath as she felt her cousin begin to walk forwards, the hand that Viktorija had placed on Aija's shoulder tightened. She didn't want to let go, but Aija turned to face her and frowned.
"Trust me?"
Viktorija sighed, and she watched the blonde girl walk a distance away from them slightly. Confused eyes turned on them once the other noticed they weren't following and Viktorija felt her heart stutter. "I trust you," she said softly, "I don't trust her."
"I'm not asking you to," Aija whispered, her hands clutching together as she spoke. "I'm asking you to trust me."
It was tough – Viktorija was the eldest of the two, the more responsible. Or at least, she was supposed to be. Yet, she was the one who had basically led them into the trap set by this girl, truly thinking that the other had needed help finding her little sister. At the same time, Aija was nearly 16, and while she was naive – and overly trusting and kind and easily led – she was also really smart, a budding chess master that had already won some master leveled games.
Did that even matter though, Viktorija wondered, when they were being held by a group of crazy people?
"Are you coming?" The girl asked.
Aija gave her a look and Viktorija nodded, the word coming out of her mouth like sandpaper.
"Yes."
#hws lithuania#hws latvia#hws estonia#hetalia fanfiction#iii. story;; six sentence sunday#more the six sentences#but it is sunday#so i'm on brand for who i am
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Hi!! I Can tell you’ve been to some khh concerts so I have some questions. So i’m going to DPR Concert in nov, and i’m wondering if you have any tips on how to deal with the crowd? Will there be a lot of pushing? I’m afraid i’m going to feel trapped with a lot of people around me.. and I’ve got early entre tickets. Does that mean I will be standing in the middle/or somewhat close to the stage? Last but not least - i’m only 158 cm😭 (I might wear 5 cm boots), but What are my chances of seeing anything? I know people like to record during khh concers
It will all depend on the venue setup. It might be helpful to know which venue/city you are attending. Many of these venues are 2-3x larger than the ones they booked in 2018. I'm still gonna try and answer, hopefully this is still helpful come Nov.
Early entry should put you somewhere in the middle. VIP will be first. However, I've noticed if you go to the sides of the stage instead of staying towards the middle (meaning center of the stage) you might be able to get up much closer without pushing past everyone. Everyone seemed to crowd toward the center cause they assumed it would be the "best" view so they kinda crowded there. But because I went to the side stage I basically ended up in the second row (I was one person behind the barricade) instead of having multiple "rows" of people in front of me. This has happened at multiple concerts for me. Sticking to the side if I'm not right against the barricade (I've only been against the barricade at ONE concert) has always worked for me and ended up getting me closer than being in the middle. Also, you might be able to see past people at an angle whereas, if people were right in front of you and the show is also right in front of you too, they'd block you. That said it's up to you, you'll be able to judge better once you actually get to the venue.
You have a good chance of being able to see. especially with the boots. There's actually not that many people recording most of the time. Except during specific songs ("Jasmine", we all turned our phone cameras on for that one since I think he asked for it ; there's also a "lights" project I've heard about that is supposed to take place during "Neon" during the Regime tour and we will [or at least at some dates] put colored plastic over the phone light in order to show "neon" lights back at him. Think of it like the lightstick thing in kpop. If you're interested in participating or learning more about that try looking up "DPR Lights Project" online or "DPR Lights" on twitter). Most people aren't recording the whole concert.
As for pushing, I heard some dates of CTYL tour were BAD about that. But by the time the LA date came around, a lot of people online had already complained about it for previous dates and so it seems like it didn't happen as bad there. Some people always plan to push forward so they can get a better view. It kinda is what it is. At one point Live told the concert goers to take a step or 2 back and then he continued. I can't remember if this was at the LA date or if it was in a video I watched on Youtube lol. Either way, the point is, if it gets too bad, Live is NOT Travis Scott (thankfully).
Other random tips:
Sometimes DPR Live liked to throw A LOT of water. Again, he didn't do this as much for the LA date. So I wouldn't spend a huge amount of time on your hair just in case. Or at least bring a hat for inside the venue LOL this is what I did. He didn't throw much water but it did end up raining that night and me and my friends were out and about after the concert.
Try to drink enough water. Not gonna lie, I don't think I've ever drank enough water on the day of a concert. Luckily nothing bad has happened to me because of it yet. It can get hot in venue + with pushing it can get crazy. That's how someone almost passed out at the Sik-K (and other) concerts. So try to drink what you can.
Try to find some people to hang out with at or after the concert if you're going alone. You can find people on twitter and facebook. All the DPR tour dates have a dedicated fb page now + I think there's a group called "DPR Worldwide" that I'm apart of. You can also go alone if you want too! No shame in that. I've gone alone a lot and it's really no big deal. Some people have hang up about that though. DPR fans are SUPER cool. You can also meet people the day of the show in line if you get there early enough.
I think I said everything I needed to say. You can ask me more specific questions at any point up until the concert date if you would like to. I hope this is helpful for you!
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12pm
Here's your birthday gift,
I'll say you gave me alot to think about it.
I was going to link you some helpful information towards, your what I thought was cyber certs.
But I guess you can struggle through that, I know your smart. Hopefully you're learning the wall and the blockade.
But I'll still say happy birthday, I can be an asshole apprnelty you say,
And now I'll go back to using a journal that, I reread because my hand writing is terrible but little would you care to see it.
The amount of lies. You said in that video.
I have a feeling, with everybad news you wanted to teach me the sliverline.
Such as you said me back in your town would make you happy, I'll have to check the online records to confirm that there isn't a warrant but if there is I think that will hurt more then anything else you have done, I think I saw the order didn't go anywhere...
I don't know you, like this.
I remember the old you.
I know people change but shit, you really know how to make someone wish he never had mental health problems, like I wish I was stronger.
I had tears of life, of ptsd and maybe parts of corbidites of sckits.
At least you seemed happy, I said that's all I've ever wanted for you...
There's many things I'd want to say, there's few words I can use.
I hold on to hope, you are just as crazy as me.
You asked for space, next you'll return and I won't be able to communicate back to you, and then you get angry at me for probably being massocist, where if you sent me hello I would probably reply and then you'll get angry because I didn't do what you asked.
I'll do what you ask,
You did for me, but you shouldn't of.
You said you saw pain in my eyes, you had to know it was bad, but I tried to hold my feelings.
I put your side insta on close freinds,
My doors always open,
Even if you slam yours in my face, there's things I'd never say. Or do.
But I guess there's somethings I did, and I'm not proud of them.
I'll live every day as my last, and maybe I'll pull through my current battles, maybe your come when my hair is long and thick and you see the smile has returned,
I'm afraid I'll never be happy again, but at least when I look at you I can find there's hope for me, for all the bad things that had happened to you.
Do you remember when you said you needed me, I was there.
I remember when I needed you, and you were there too even if you couldn't talk to me.
I remember the love we once had as 'freinds' because you said we never dated, and that hurt more then anything else you could of said.
You could even said I don't know you, and I think it would of hurt less to know how much I've changed, Id tell you I wake up and don't like the mirror, but you know exactly that feeling.
You said I give you axenity, while you give me hope.
I have a presentation in under an hour, I'll say I didn't take my sleep pills last night because I wanted to feel this feeling, and had a pretty shit sleep.
Your probably wondering why I ain't calling like I said I would today, I can't since your newest messages.
Enjoy your birthday maybe you'll do what I said if you got the day off,
But let's say I didn't do my usual, because that's how you want it, even if you can't see I am looking.
If you come back to my blogs maybe you'll see in all my words, they all about you.
Today I'm not wearing the necklace because my chest hurts, I looked up the issue I'm having and some of the surgerys are scary, especially being this many years young.
I'll post it on insta, maybe you'll be like things are bad for him, and he needed me.
Or I'll get that tattoo I've been wanting, so at least I can have my sunflower with me, even if I can't have you on my left.
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ninjamuffin ama summary - 9/28/2021
you know the drill, purple text is me paraphrasing, everything else is direct (or almost direct) quote, FNF-related stuff only
Q: What is one common misconception about FNF or its development that you wanna clear up?
A: im not the sole creator, im not some sole director. Each of the boys have very important roles with the game. This isn't just 1 dude having tunnel vision about a game, its generally all us coming to similar conclusions on where we want to take the game and what we wanna do wit it
Q: why
A: because I love video games and I love newgrounds
Q: Do you or the team plan to go back and make the older weeks higher quality?
A: that will definitely happen. both for general polish, and things leading up into future weeks / story or whatever
Q: Why did everyone think Week 8 was gonna come out on the 22nd?
A: accidental "teases" (Dave's MC-related doodle), madness day, general anxiousness bc the devs haven't been sharing much
Q: What kind of QOL changes are being added in the future?
A: charting editor improvements is one
Q: What is the most insane, most likely impossible to happen person you would like to collaborate with, could be Funkin related, could be just a personal project
A: the girl reading this
Q: Is Cassette Girl week 8?
A: no
Q: Is there concept art for the characters, or did they look the same during development?
A: GF looks exactly the same as the first ever drawing PhantomArcade did. There's a few small lil variations for a good chunk the other MAIN characters, one day u will see all them
R: can you explain the old bf icon? or is it just a dumb placeholder?
A: just a cool ass lil icon evilsk8r did during the game jam weekend
Q: Are you letting yourself getting inspired by more different genres of music for future weeks?
A: i think that more a Q for kawaisprite, but that man loves music, and can and does get inspired by anything he listens to in regards to music
Q: Why has the team been so silent about update progress?
A: They do better working in silence than hyping things up; when Week 6 was teased working on it became really stressful for them. Also, element of surprise
R: but youve been silent abt week7 on desktop for months, half a year. & week 8 is like….. nonexistant
A: week 8 isnt nonexistant, we just absolutely do not want to talk about it whatsoever. i said all the week 7 stuff will come with week 8 update
Q: what do you genuinely think about the people thinking you guys scammed people out of $2 million? just curious is all, i’ve seen lots of people talking about it rn
A: i think people are a bit wary about kickstarter, and makes sense when people's coin is on the line. if u want a breakdown of what we used KS coin so far, we spent maybe 2K of it on some development stuff we needed, most other expenses been paid from our savings / donations, etc.
Q: When does the OST come to the backers?
A: Kickstarter vinyl OSTs still need to be manufactured, which would take at least 6 months because of a global PVC shortage, completely out of our control. what is in our control is that we also still need to finish up and finalize artwork for it, the boys wanna make it all perfect. Same goes for CDs, but those should be done way sooner
Q: You got a date range of when Tshirt / Poster / or Pin surveys will be out by any chance? 👀
A: kickstarter tshirts / poster / pin stuff have been coming along nicely and hopefully those surveys should be coming soon, prob next few weeks
Q: Do you guys think you'll experiment with other artstyles in future weeks?
A: yes, cuz we've already done that (week 6) theres a lot more where that came from
Q: if you could isolate one part of the game and say it’s your favorite what would it be
A: the fact that FNF is our pure creative vision, with absolutely nothing getting in the way of that. Open source free Newgrounds rhythm game with crazy zany kawaisprite music, and stylish and charismatic animation and art style. and game been successful because of all of that.
Q: what do you think about people compiling the full ass game and playing it without paying anything
A: that makes me happy
Q: what do you think of all the mods and stuff people has made about your game
A: mods make me happy
Q: any inspiration from doki doki literature club for the weird stuff in week 6?
A: no, but some of the cool lil programming things DDLC did do interest me
Q: How do we know you're working on the game
A: you don't, and really it doesnt matter all too much. we being productive and things are moving forward, and people not believing that doesnt change that
And now, a speech:
i think trying to focus on keeping hype and keeping game popular can very easily be hollow. We have no worry about trying to keep hype or relevancy or anything like that. If FNF popularity shrunk to 0.1% of it's size, we'd be content, cuz that's still like 1000% more than before
"before" referring to anything we did before FNF.
you can lose success just as easily as you got it, and for FNF, it got successful INCREDIBLEY fast. With that in mind, it's just the nature of things if it all loses relevancy.
So far FNF doing good through the year, but if it wasn't, it's no real sweat off our back.
Although it's uhhh easy to look at it that way from our perspective. Get back to me and see if my thoughts on this has changed if FNF is forgotten from all memory.
Q: will there be a sequel to the full ass game? Like 'the full a2s game' or something clever like fast & furious movies do
A: friday night funkin: tokyo drift
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This is a vent fic i wrote ages ago. I don't have any plans for it, so I'm giving it to you. It's a gift. You can honestly do whatever you want with it. It's completely yours, add to it, read it, delete it, I don't mind. I think you might enjoy it and tbh i just want to be free of it. Its not published anywhere or anything. Uh tw for mildly implied suicidal thoughts.
Wilbur leaned back in his chair, taking a drag of the energy drink on his desk. He was streaming, and it had been nice and chill so far. Some QnA, some GeoGuesser and he'd promised to play a song for chat at the end.
"Thank you BXLBB for the 20," he exclaimed. "BXLBB" he repeated dramatically, and laughed. "Geez, put a vowel in your name dude. Do I plan on doing more chill streams? Yeah probably. We'll have to see how it goes, I'm not really going by too much of a schedule right now." He leaned forward. "Millie X, thank you for the 10. OK, so I think we-"
BRRRRNG!
Wilbur jumped violently in his chair, then giggled slightly. "Oh god that was my phone. I didn't"- he laughed again. "I wasn't expecting that chat, it made me jump. That's going to get clipped, isnt it. Jesus."
BRRRRING!
He looked at the phone screen. TommyInnit calling. Wait. Tommy calling? At 11pm, while Wilbur was streaming, AND on his phone? With no texts or discord messages first? That was concerning. It was probably just Tommy being an ass, but the anxious part of Wilburs brain said he had to be sure. Ugh, if he was pranking him, he would kill that child. Tommy would just messing around, in which case the moment he started talking, Wil would tell him he was streaming and immedietly hang up on him.
"Oh fuck, it's the FBI," he yelped. He had to play it of as a joke for chat. "They saw how good I am at Geoguesser and now they're all after me. Hold on chat, let me just take this and make sure everything's alright. I'll be right back."
He muted his mic and picked up the call.
"Hullo TommyInnit."
No response.
He turned his volume up. Maybe it had been too low.
If he really strained, he could hear a very faint noise.
Oh fuck.
His anxiety was starting to creep in now.
"Tommy?"
Silence again.
"Tommy, I can't hear you."
More silence.
And then there was a muffled choking noise, and a quiet broken voice said "Hey Will."
For a split-second, Wilbur wondered if someone else had got his number by mistake. He had never in his life heard Tommy sound like that. But it had to be him by the call screen.
"Tommy are you OK?" Thank God he didn't ignore the call, thank god he didn't ignore the call. "Whats going on?"
Another beat of awkward quiet.
"It's nothing," muttered Tommy. "I-I'm sorry for bothering you Wil."
Oh fuck it must be bad. This was the teen who had told him his mother was dying to get him on stream.
"Tommy tell me what's going on."
"I don't- honestly Wilbur it's, I mean- I just-" Tommy stammered. He breathed out slowly and shakily. His voice was getting more watery and unsteady, in a very un-Tommyinnit like way. "I can't- can't seem to do-." He exhaled again and then he blurted out "Wil I want to delete my channel."
"You want to delete your channel?" Wilbur was trying to keep his voice level, but he could hear a tiny bit of incredulity and panic spill through.
Tommy was getting more worked up now. "I'm going to delete it Wil, I'm going to."
"Woah, woah. Don't do anything you'll regret. Where are you?"
"In my room. At my desk."
"OK. Sit on your bed away from the PC. Are your parents home?"
"They've gone out." He could hear a soft SCHMF as Tommy threw himself on the bed.
"So what-why do you want to delete your channel, Tommy?" The question 'what happened?' was clear in his words.
"I hate it Will. I... I don't like, I mean- honestly Wilbur, everything that's on there is shit. What is the point of keeping it up?" Tommy sniffed.
"Tommy..."
"Don't sugarcoat it Wil, I know- I know- I see how things are, you know. And I know I let you down and" Tommy's voice broke. "I'm sorry-I'm sorry, I've fucking failed Wilbur, I've let everyone down, I shouldn't even- I didn't mean to fuck everything up like I have, I dissapointed you-" and then Tommy was really crying, with sobs muffled by his hands and the phone.
Wilbur was stunned. Truly stunned. This was not a prank. Tommy was not OK. Tommy wanted to destroy everything he had worked for. Tommy was crying.
"Tommy," he said softly. "You haven't dissapointed me. Why did you think that?"
"Cos' y'know I-" he sobbed. "You-you like believed, you thought I could do good with my channel and my streams, but it's-" he sobbed again. "All of its so shit, and- and I've thrown away all my chances and I've limited everything and I just think it would be-" Tommy couldn't get the rest out.
"Tommy, your videos are good. Maybe they're not all amazing, but you worked hard on all of them and they're all enjoyed by people." Wilbur was still reeling. "You don't hate all of them right?"
Tommy, save for crying, didn't reply.
"Right?"
No response.
"Tommy, trust me, you just don't see it now but I don't think your channel is as bad as you think. Did someone say something?"
"No!" Tommy cried, insistently. "No, no, you don't understand, this is just the way it is. Nobody told me, I came to this realisation myself."
"But," Wilbur started. "This realisation of yours is total nonsense Tommy."
Tommy sniffled.
"I don't know. I'm sorry Will."
"Are you doing OK? Is everything alright at school and home?"
"It's fine. Its... Fine."
"You don't think you're, you know, going through something? Are you depressed?" As Wilbur said this a realisation of his own hit him- he was still streaming. Chat was going crazy. He typed in chat: "everything is OK, but I have to end stream now. Sorry everybody. Go send Niki some love." Then he pressed the raid button. And watched the viewers drop.
"Wil I'm not-I don't know," Tommy said. "It would just be easier-well, better for everyone if it was gone. If I was y'know."
'End Stream.' Click. Hopefully the Internet wasn't too rabid. Then Tommy's words caught up with his brain. "Wait, Tommy you don't mean that," he said. "Thats really concerning Tommy. What about Dream and Techno and Tubbo and Schlatt? All these people you-"
"No!" Tommy screamed, immedietly distressed. "No, no, no, no, they don't, I can't-"
"Tommy, Tommy, calm down. It's OK." Tommys breathing filled the space.
"I'm getting Phil."
"No, please don't get Phil, please Wilbur I'm sorry, please Will-" Tommy spluttered frantically.
Wilbur typed a message to Phil with rapid speed, explaining what had happened.
Phil called immedietly, and Wil muted his phone.
"Will, what the fuck is happening? I saw you ended stream early. And you say Tommy's-." Phil was silent for a second. "Oh. Is he OK?"
"I have him on the phone, Phil, please talk to him."
Wilbur unmuted his phone.
"Hiya mate," Phil said softly.
Tommy quietly replied "Hi Phil."
//TW FOR SUICIDAL THOUGHTS//
Anon what the actual fuck. I just read this while sitting in ap world and I’m literally like stunned. Anon how-anon-I-
This is rlly rlly rlly good. Like rlly good. It actually made me feel like I was there like I was Wilbur what the fuck this lowkey wrecked me what
Anon I know you have gifted this to me but please. I think it’s amazing and that you should continue with it if you want to. It’s very good.
Please come back and talk to me!! I’m invested in this now
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WHY DON’T YOU LOVE ME BACK? // M.YG angst (Suga)
Summary: You finally had your debut with your girl group with Big Hit entertainment. That was your absolute biggest dream but what happens when you have to decide now? Do you want to live your idol life and let the love of your life go for it? Or do you decide for the life of your life?
Word count: 5k
Genre: angst
warnings: established relationship / swearing / soft yoongi / mentioning of breakups / mentioning of suicide/death
Pairing: Yoongi!idol x female idol!reader
A/N: Hello guuuuys! Today I hope very much that you will like this one here! I didn't get any requests so I want to say it again one more time: FEEL FREE TO SEND ME YOUR REQUESTS!!! 😟🥺It’s my second fanfic on this blog I worked very hard on it so I really really hope you guys will enjoy it. If you guys think I could do anything better or you have another preferences please let me know. I’d be very happy if you guys leave a like so I know you read it and liked it. Another note: English is not my first language I’m very sorry if you guys find any mistakes.. 💔
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5th December 2020
What could be better than having a debut just before the year ends? My group and I were supposed to have our debut much earlier but that was postponed due to the COVID pandemic so it was complicated to have a debut this year but nevertheless our company managed to give us a debut before the year ends and I really have to say it's the best thing that could ever happen to me!
My dream has finally come true. How long was I a trainee? Exactly. Six years. Six freaking years I was hidden behind the scenes of my big and famous company. It feels really shitty to be in the shadow of two famous groups in South Korea. Don't get me wrong I'm a really big fan of BTS and TXT but we got tired of being told that we're going to make our debut but at the end we didn’t. I know the guys from BTS and TXT personally and we all get along super well even the other members of my group. But to be honest BTS and TXT couldn't wait for our debut to happen and finally it's here (y/g/n) finally gets the recognition.
31st December 2020
Of course our lives have changed dramatically since we made our debut. Of course it's much harder to go out alone now than before. Before I was a nobody. No one knew me but now I don't even dare to go alone to the convenient store that is just around the corner of our dorm. You might think I'm exaggerating a bit but no, unfortunately it's the truth. Nevertheless, I don't want to spoil my idol life. After our debut we had a lot of promotions and interviews. But even before that we didn't have much time because we had to shoot our music video and photo shoots and we were all sent to the hairdresser because our old look was officially bye bye. I’m happy with my new look I think I look so beautiful I can't believe what a haircut and a nice makeup can do to a person.
Today is the 31st of December. New Year's Eve! New year takes place in less than 24 hours! Where am I? I'm at this year's MBC Gayo DaeJeon. My first new year's eve without my family and officially my first new year's eve as an idol. I'm so excited I can't believe it I'm going to be on stage with my girls and I'm meeting other idols how exciting is that. I'm sitting in the makeup room getting my makeup done by our makeup artist and on the side our hairstylist is making me a high ponytail. I hope I'll look good. Dabi, the oldest of our group and therefore our Unni, has just finished and looks adorable. Miso sits to my left and is also getting her make-up and hair done. Hyemi is getting ready after me because she doesn't take up much time. She has the shortest hair of all of us. I’m sitting with my mobile phone in my hand and texting with my mother. Sometimes I wish I could be with her and with my father and my siblings. I miss them all like hell. I haven't seen them since before our debut. I can't wait to hold them all in my arms next time.
(eomma):
y/n we miss you! New year's eve isn't the same without you but hopefully you'll have fun on stage today. We'll all be watching you! Your dad and I your grandparents and your siblings so don't worry we're always with you! Good luck my child fighting! 🎉🎆
I notice how i get tears in my eyes but no I mustn't cry my makeup gets ruined. Just as I want to answer my mother i get a new text on my phone.
(yoongi):
I'm excited to see you tonight! You'll be great I believe in you.
By the way... I guess I didn't tell you that I'm dating Min Yoongi. That's right, Min Yoongi.
flashback
2014
"Y/n! We're about to meet BTS!" says Hyemi as I just walked into the dance practice room. What BTS? The group that made their debut last year? "Really why?" I ask looking at her confused. Apparently all new trainee male or female, are introduced to BTS because they want to give us some nice words and encouragement on our way as trainees. Just as I was about to sit down, the seven men came in the door. One after the other, they passed us by. Wow, these guys can count themselves lucky that their time is up. But one boy in particular stands out to me. He has red hair. Not too light and not too dark, a red that almost goes brown. He is beautiful.
I haven't really informed myself about who BTS is, of course I still have difficulties to remember their names, I just became a trainee before I didn't care who was a trainee here... but this man is beautiful!
Oh crap he looks at me. Why is he looking at me. Someone tell him to look the other way please I’m so awkward I don't know how to act when someone looks at me I better look the other way. The leader said some nice words to us they all wished us luck and said that they can't wait for us to make our debut and that when the day comes they're all gonna be happy and supportive! Really nice of them I never thought that they would do something like that. We all got up and bowed and said thank you, while BTS was about to walk out I saw the red haired boy looking at me one last time before he went out. Crazy man do I have something on my face stop staring!
2015
I started to get to know them better each and every one of them. I get along best with Hoseok and Taehyung. Every now and then we run into each other in the building and talk for a few minutes. We trainees also got to meet all the guys in person, they are all so nice and down to earth I don't regret it one bit that I joined this company! Jungkook is about my age and every now and then we have a few laughs together. Once you are in the company you are like one big family whether it is with the trainees or the staff. However I have not been able to get close to one person and that is Min Yoongi. I don't know what it is but every time he and I are in a room with other people it just gets awkward. I don't know what it is but every time he is near me I feel intimidated and just want to get out of there. We've never spoken a word to be honest maybe it's because he feels awkward around me too? I can't understand why he feels this way I always try to get along with everyone even if i don't want to and make everyone feel comfortable around me because I want it to be mutual. So what's his problem?
2016
I have heard from his members that he has a crush on me and gets shy around me which I totally don't understand because how can anyone be into me? Especially back then! I don't want to go into too much detail but I can tell you that after a while and with the help of Hoseok and Taehyung he and I started texting at some point. We had been friends for a long time but only online. We were both too nervous to meet in person and to be honest that had been impossible because he was busy as fuck and no one was supposed to find out that we were texting. BTS recognition grew more and more each year and he became busier and busier each day. I was of course very happy for everyone and one rainy day in the evening Yoongi appeared out of nowhere on my doorstep and confessed his love to me. I am still overwhelmed by it and it all feels so unreal and like it just happened yesterday, but I went for it and agreed to be his girlfriend.
back to December 31st 2020
For four years we have been hiding our relationship. Nobody knows about it the whole Big Hit staff doesn't know about it and neither do our managers the only ones who know about it are his members and recently my members. I didn't want to tell them until we made our debut together because I was too scared of being told off during my trainee time. But I have to say that the girls stand behind me and accept our relationship and they all swore they would take it to the grave with them.
I quickly turn down the brightness of my screen because there's too much danger of my hairstylist and makeup artist reading the text. I close my phone and put it on my lap. How much I want to answer him but I don't dare I can't answer him when there are too many people around me. After a while we were called and it was finally our turn I'm so nervous but we managed it all with flying colors and we were the topic of the evening.
In a few minutes it's already new year I'm ready and let 2021 come to me. At midnight Yoongi calls me and I answer the phone with joy.
"Happy new year y/n! I love you and I hope we will spend more time together this year even though it will be harder now." I smile to myself and say "Happy new year Yoongi... how is your shoulder? Are you resting enough? Are you eating enough? Are you sleeping enough? Are you in pain? If you are in pain then take a painkiller and go back to the doctor!" I can't see it but I can tell he is grinning and shaking his head. I don't let him get a word in edgewise.
"Don't worry I’m fine I just miss you you're the only painkiller I can take" - "Hahaha yah! You're so corny! I miss you too sweetheart I wish we had spent this new year together... I’m sorry it turned out like this!" I feel really bad because I know he won't be able to spend new year with his boys or me... To be honest we have never had a new year together except on the phone but this time it could have worked out! He is at home with his injury and if we wouldn't have had our debut then we would have had a first new year together after four years of relationship!
January 10th 2021
At the beginning of the new year our manager gave us our schedule plan at it looked hella busy! This whole January we would be completely busy we don't even have one weekend off! I can’t believe it how will I able to see my family or even Yoongi? I saw him at the first weekend of January we spent it together at his family’s house in Daegu behause to be honest that is actually the only place that we can go to a little far away from Seoul without having to worry that any of the staff could know or see us. My family also knows and loves him to death but with my family living in Seoul it’s complicated to take him there. Our manager left the room and I looked at Dabi with the ‘You and I bathroom NOW!’ look she understood and got up from her place and she followed me to the bathroom. We checked if any other person was inside when there wasn’t I said “What the fuck I’m I gonna do now Unni? How am I able to see Yoongi? How will I be able to even go out. I won’t even have time to take the fucking trash out from our dorm when it’s my turn to clean!” I yell. She stands there giving me a confused look. “What do you expect y/n? You chose to have this idol life you know its busy and complicated to have a boyfriend especially as a fresh debuted idol! Why do you think they won't let us have a relationship? I wish I could help you but I can’t. We’re gonna be busy as fuck!” she yelled back. “Psh shut your volume down unni!” she opened the door to see if there was anyone outside but there wasn’t.
I feel bad I really do. I don't want my members to be in trouble because of me that's the last thing I want. I hug her and apologize to her. I have to think of something I don't know what to do. I don't want us to be away from each other for too long what happens when he stops loving me all of a sudden? What do I do when he goes back to work then it will all be worse! Before I became an idol we could always see each other at the end of the day but now it will be impossible. I have to talk to him about it because one thing we promised each other is that we talk about everything because that's the only way a healthy relationship can work and such a complicated relationship we both have. I take out my phone and write him a message.
(me):
Yoongi. Tonight FaceTime date you and me?
In less than two minutes I already get my answer.
(yoongi):
of course!
evening
I turn on my MacBook and call him on FaceTime. After three rings he answers the phone and turns it off too so he doesn't have to hold it in his hand. He still has his bandage on and his hair is wet he must have been in the shower. He wears cute pyjamas and fight me or not but black haired Yoongi is the most beautiful Yoongi. I always fall in love again when I see him. Hard to believe we were so awkward with each other back then but this year is already approaching 5 years together. I could never imagine my life without him.
"Hey my darling" he says happily and smiles at me. I smile back and ask him how he is. He tells me that he is getting better every day and that during his time off he has found a lot of time for himself and his music and how much he misses the others. And me too, of course. "What's wrong with you?" he asks me when he notices that my mind is somewhere else. I think he took the Facetime date too seriously. He be sitting there with his cup of ramen. I just laugh. "Yoongi... I'm going to be busy all of January and manager oppa said that February might not be any better," I say and wait for his answer. He swallows his noodles and drinks a glass of water. "Does that mean we won't see each other this month?" he asks. I think he's a little disappointed I know him and I know his tones and his looks and I can hear my heart breaking by now. And how much I'd like to see you Yoongi. Every second every day. "No," I say, and then an uncomfortable silence descends.
“You know what baby it’s fine don't worry. I mean I wasn’t any better back then do you remember when I always used to be so busy? I never had time for you and I felt so bad. But you were there for me and you stayed by my side and you were and still are the most supportive girlfriend I could ever ask for. I think it would be unfair to be mad at you. I’m happy for you forever and always” well that was unexpected. I start getting tears in my eyes. I didn't think of this reaction not at all! I smile at him and say “Thank you baby... I will appreciate it I really do. But still I feel bad because especially in this period where you're sick I wish I could be there for you and take care of you. This debut was so unexpected I’m really sorry” - “Yah don't be sorry y/n. You worked your goddamn fine ass off to be where you're at right now be proud of you this is just the beginning. And it’s not like that we won't see each other ever again right?” he says. He’s right. He’s totally right. It’s not like we won't see each other ever again.
January 17th 2020
Well... seven days passed and we still haven't seen each other and we haven't talked since one week. We text every now and then cause I really only get to use my phone when it's night and we go back home but every night I'm so damn exhausted and tired that I forget to answer to his texts. I don't even have time to text my parents back or my siblings. I feel so bad I'm such a bad person. I miss them all so much. I miss my parents. I miss my sister and my brother. I miss my grandparents. I miss my boyfriend. I miss my boyfriend so damn much. I really didn't think this life is gonna be so hard for me. I feel like I've been put in the middle of a scale with my career on one side and my relationship on the other side and I have to choose one side or the other. I've never thought about breaking up with Yoongi ever in my life. Never. I just can't. I need this man too much. Even though we never have the most beautiful and perfect relationship and see each other very rarely, it's just the thought that I know there's someone in my life who loves me and accepts me for who I am that counts. He took me with my imperfections he put his career what he loves most in his life in risk to be with me and now that we are both in this situation I don't know what to do I feel bad and selfish for even thinking about it I don't want to make him feel like my career is more important than him or our relationship he doesn't deserve that he deserves the world and he deserves to be happy. But I love my career I love my job I love my members I love our staff I love our fans. Our biggest fear was not being accepted by the society outside especially now in this period when BTS is one of the biggest groups in the whole world and have a very big influence in the KPOP industry. We were afraid that society would think that since we are the first girl group to make a Big Hit debut in a very long time that people would think that we would mess with the boys heads or that there would be any rumors started between us and the other groups. But on the contrary people have been happy for us and love our music and us individually. I feel like Hannah Montana I feel like I am living a double life.
20th January 2021
"I know you are overwhelmed with the situation my child, I can imagine that it is very hard for you but you have to know what is best for you. You can't tell anyone from your company, you are a rookie, if they find out you had a boyfriend during your trainee time then it is even worse. I wish I was with you and could help you or just be there for you. I love Yoongi very much but I love you even more and I am happy with any decision you make. Just make the right one" my mother says on the phone. Tears have been flowing since she got on the phone but I don't want to tell her and I try not to sob but I know she can tell by my tone that I am crying. She is right. I have to make a decision. Yoongi is getting better day by day and soon he will be busy too he will go back to his daily routine and the other members. He will have comebacks he will have dance practices he will have to go to the recording studio he will have photo shoots he will do interviews and when the corona situation allows he will have to go to other countries and I have to do the same.
I love him to death and I will never love anyone as much as I love him but I am just not happy like this and you can tell me what you want he is not either but he doesn't let it show. Yesterday on the phone there was such an awkward tension between us it felt like I was making small talk with a stranger. Even though I might be the bad guy but one of us has to make the first move. I have wished and hoped that this day will never come but I have to do it.
23 January 2021
Yoongi told me that he is back in his flat in Seoul with his mother. Unfortunately he still can't travel alone so his dear mum went with him. I missed her too, she's the nicest and sweetest woman ever. When I imagine that I won't see her again either, tears well up in my eyes. But today I have to do it. Who would have thought that our reunion would be like this? Who would have thought that I would break up with him. He won't expect it but I have to do it. I’m cold and sick and I just want to go to bed and get the day over with. It's 11pm at night and we've come home after a long hard day. I look out the window and wait until our manager is out of sight.
My members know about my plans and of course have asked me a million times if I am sure and if there is no other way out. I am very happy that they are worried about me but I also feel bad towards them. I have been hiding it from them all our trainee years and when I told them they were all so good about it and even want me not to do it. But no I will do it I am young and want to concentrate on my career and what is coming up for us.
I told Yoongi that I would come, of course he doesn't want to because it's way too late but I said it was important and that we had to talk about something. When I said we had to talk about something he was quiet and then just said he would wait for me. I put on a hat and a thick jacket and the hood of the jacket and a mask and a scarf and go out into the high snow that has covered Seoul. His flat is not far from mine but still I have to take a taxi. I ask the driver to wait for me because I don't want to stay there long I want to get it over with quickly and go.
(me):
can you come down?
(yoongi):
why don't you come up?
(me):
I think its better when you come down Yoongi I don't want your mom to be worried or hears any of that were gonna talk.
He doesn't text back instead I just see the lights turning on from his window. A few minutes later he comes down. Oh my fucking lord he is so handsome. I want to run up to him and kiss him from head to toe. I want to be in his arms. I want us to go upstairs together and fall asleep together. I want to build a snowman with him. I want to be with him forever I love him he is the love of my life.
He comes up to me and smiles at me. He stands in front of me and we both don't say a word. His smile turns into a confused look he notices something is wrong. "Don't I get a kiss or a hug?" he asks me. My heart breaks into a thousand pieces. I would love to rip your clothes off Min Yoongi.
"I want to break up." Silence. Silence. Silence. Silence. "Yoongi say something?" I ask him. He says nothing. He looks at me with a blank look he is sad he is disappointed he is devastated just like me. "Yoongi please?". He does not speak.
"Yoongi, I'm sorry. I-i-I really love you I love you more than anything but I know that I can't give 100% in our relationship now. I just want us to be happy but I see that we are not. It could have been great during your time off but I can't be there for you... sooner or later it should have happened. I want to be with you but I can't anymore it was okay then but it's not okay now we're both famous you're in the biggest boy group in the world if anyone finds out we're together we'll be screwed. Especially me Yoongi. Female idols have it harder than male idols you know that. I’ve been thinking about this for a long time and I think this will be the best thing for us I-" he interrupts me.
"How dare you to tell me what's best for me? Do you have any idea what you're talking about y/n? Stop trying to tell me what's best for me when you know you're the best thing that's ever happened to me in my life god damn. I was going through a difficult time in my life and you were the only one who was there for me! And now you're telling me let’s break up because you're afraid people are gonna find out? And that they are gonna blame you? The fuck? Theres always two fucking persons in a relationship y/n! I also wanted that. I wanted you. Don’t you love me anymore? Why don’t you love me anymore? We hid our relationship for four fucking years why can't we hide it now?" he said yelling at me.
I am shocked and sad I want to die. I don't want to live in this life without Min Yoongi. But I know it's best for us I do it for him and his career too.
"Yes I don't love you anymore" were my last words before I left.
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A/N: damn y/n!!! did you just break up with the mf min yoongi? you better save your relationship! guys if you want a part two (with maybe a happy ending?) let me know! love you bye 🎀
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I Fell In Love With The Devil - - Jacob Seed x Deputy.
Chapter 1.
When Ava 'Rook' Sanders first passed the police academy she thought her job would entail arresting the drunks, disorderly and the other usual things that officers have to deal with, not an entire army of batshit crazy cultists who had an impressive amount of artillery at their disposal including air support. It was said air support that had almost killed her and the US Marshal by shooting the concrete and iron bridge they'd been racing over, the now bullet ridden pick up they'd stolen now flying head first into the dark waters of the river below. Ava barely had time to inhale deep enough before the vehicle hit the water with an almighty splash, the cabin of the truck starting to fill immediately and the first tendrils of cold water grasped at her body and if her head hadn't collided with the dashboard with enough force to almost knock her out cold she probably would have started to panic but thankfully her mind had just enough clarity to kick her survival mode into gear and rather groggily she manoeuvred herself free from the seat and out of the open window. The young Deputy willed herself to make it to the surface refusing point blank to die in this backwards hell hole; her head throbbed and her lungs ached painfully in desperate need of air but she didn't stop until she was met with the gentle night breeze - her mouth opening and closing like that of a fish out of water as she tried to gulp as much oxygen as she could to sate her lungs.
"There's the other one, grab her before she gets away" was the only thing she heard as she clumsily pulled herself onto the grassy land, her hands to wet to grip anything and the mud beneath her made it that much more difficult for her to get to her feet "Rook! Run, run Rook!" her head turned towards Burke who had unfortunately already been caught and was now down on his knees, his words got him the butt of a gun to the side of his head for his troubles but the man had caused a distraction long enough for Ava to scramble to her feet and make a dash for it leaving her out of the grasp of the Peggie and him reaching for thin air "shit, go after 'em. Go, go!"
Sounds of shouting, gunfire and all around chaos faded the further she ran. Her feet and lungs protesting every step she took but her mind as groggy as it was told her if she stopped they'd find her and that just wasn't an option. It didn't take long until Ava spotted a watch tower not far from the wooded clearing and her heart soared in victory at finding somewhere well enough out of sight that she could use to catch her breath, take note of her injuries and try to get her bearings. Her movement now slow and purposeful as she made her way towards the chipped blue ladder that had clearly seen better days, the last thing she wanted was to step on a twig like one of those idiots you see in horror movies and give herself away, so she treaded carefully until her hands gripped the cold metal and silently she climbed until she reached the top making sure she was still somewhat alone before stretching herself out and breathing a sigh of relief at the temporary break in the shit storm.
Ava didn't know how long it had been since she'd escaped from those crazy fucks but she did know it was only a matter of time until they found her. If she could get to somewhere that had a radio or perhaps a weapons cache then she'd definitely feel better about the situation but that only happened in video games or to those that were extremely lucky - Ava was anything but lucky and as she carefully descended the ladder her mind pondered if breaking her moms mirrors when she was six had anything to do with it. Her mom was from a high class family who looked down upon those less fortunate, always made sure she had the best of everything and was one of the most imperious people she had ever known which explained why her mom had a room full of expensive mirrors that she'd collected over the years from the smallest hand held mirror to the largest one money could buy her mom had them all purely so she could preen and compliment herself from every angle. Ava had only been six years old at the time and even though she knew not to play in 'mommy's special room' the young child couldn't help but be curious as to what was hiding behind the door and decided that it was time for an adventure, her small hand pushed open the door and immediately she gasped at the sight; for a six year old child it was a sight to behold to witness all of these shiny mirrors in front of her. Fast-forward to being caught by her mom, a playful game of hide and seek on her part and a very angry mother in a room full of delicate items, well you can imagine the absolute horror when Ava tripped, stumbled and almost fell into one of the mirrors setting off a domino effect that left the majority of the room a complete and utter mess. Safe to say her mother was absolutely furious and punished her by taking all of her toys away for a month. Back then she cried and cried over it but now, she couldn't help but smile at the memory and praise her six year old self for pulling such a stunt even if it was by accident.
Her feet hit the floor with a soft thud as her gaze wandered over the bushes and trees in front of her, her ears strained to catch any sort of sound that was remotely human but she was met with nothing but silence. Taking this as a good sign Ava spun round on her heels deciding that she would try her luck with an hopefully abandoned cabin she'd noticed briefly in hopes of finding a weapon of some sort or a map but as she turned her eyes widened as the butt of a rifle collided with her skull making her drop to the floor. Her vision blurred as a large figure loomed over her making her scramble backwards in panic, her hands pushing her away from the figure as fast as possible ignoring the sharp twigs and stones that cut into her palms - the saying that hindsight is a wonderful thing floated around her brain making her want to slap herself but it was too late now and her back was against a wall, well tree but it didn't matter to Ava. She was stupid enough to linger for too long and now she'd gotten herself caught. She just prayed that whatever death they had in store for her was quick and painless.
Her vision now clear enough to focus Ava willed herself not to show fear in front of the man but considering how fucked she was and just how intimidating he was the whole no fear thing really was a moot point. Her eyes landed on the green army jacket covering his torso and almost immediately she wanted to smash her head into the rough bark behind her.
J. Seed
Of all the siblings she had to get caught by it had to be Jacob fucking Seed. The murderous mountain man that tortured people or so she'd read a few hours earlier when a manila coloured file was handed to her with bits and pieces of information regarding the cult and the Seed family.
"When my scouts told me that they'd lost you I was a little disappointed but not surprised. However, when they tracked you down here I gotta say I expected more coming from a junior deputy but no matter, you'll learn or you'll die trying"
A bitter laugh fell from her lips which she regretted immediately from the glower he was throwing her way "somethin' funny, pup? The way I see it is you either come willingly and in one piece or I let you go and hunt you down with my judges and they rip you to shreds, your choice?" her gaze fell onto the growling wolves beside the scouts and Ava knew she'd never have a chance with them after her but that stubborn part of her refused to give in so she met Jacob's gaze and replied with "game on" before bringing her foot up and kicking the ginger man as hard as she could in the face before scrambling from the ground and running as fast as she could in the opposite direction. Jacob brought a hand up to his lip only to be met with a patch of crimson staining his fingers, a smirk tugged at his lips as he picked up his rifle and shouldered it Before signaling for his men to go after her. Both men and wolves took off in the direction she'd ran aside from one who stayed by Jacob's side "nice night for a hunt ain't it, boy"
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text: raquel ⇄ charlie
Raquel: so I have good news and bad news so which do you want to hear first?
Charlie: i would tell you to tell me the bad ones first so the good ones sound even better, but i'll let you choose
Charlie: is everything okay?
Raquel: Oh, I'm okay. Everything is okay.
Raquel: and I probably should have just said I have news. And I sort of have to give you the good news to explain the bad news.
Raquel: So the good news is that I talked to my agent and he wants me to get more exposure and with a bunch of random events coming up they want me to go to them and schmooze up people and just get my face out there more.
Raquel: bad news: you might just have to put on a monkey suit and come with me to events.
Raquel: I mean if you want to go at all.
Charlie: oh, that sounds really good. it'll do you good, considering that, from what i know about that business, is that you need to get your face out there to succeed.
Charlie: i see a couple of problems with that: 1) i've never worn a suit so i know nothing about suits, 2) i don't own any and 3) i'm not swimming in money to buy one.
Raquel: yeah that's sort of what they said. They said that they feel like they can market me and that they can get more buzz around me if more people know what i look like and if I'm able to do more print and commercial ads which I'm okay with. Just looks like I might have to dip back into my "modeling" contacts and maybe even do more music video like things.
Raquel: 1. I've never worn a suit either so we're in the same boat there but there are people who know about them and I'm sure we won't have a problem trying to find one 2 and 3. Your girlfriend has money. Your girlfriend wants this because there is no one else she wants near her at these events so that's not something you have to worry about.
Charlie: that may be a good idea. the more face exposure and contacts you have, the better.
Charlie: you know how i feel about letting you pay for my things, but if that's what you want, i'll let you pay for the most expensive suit we find. i can't afford one right now so i'll let you buy me one.
Charlie: but i don't have to look like a fucking penguin, right?
Raquel: This could work for the both of us somehow. Maybe this can get you exposure too. Like later on once the bar is open.
Raquel: I know how you feel about it and I don't want to step on your toes but you should know that there shouldn't ever be a time where you need to worry about money. Besides suits are investments. No you don't have to look like a penguin.
Raquel: Besides I think a blue suit would look perfect on you.
Charlie: yeah, that'd be helpful.
Charlie: okay, it seems i haven't gotten used to it already. i will try to not worry about money ever.
Charlie: how are suits investments exactly?
Charlie: thank fucking you bc i don't want to look like a fucking penguin. i mean, i'd look hot with a suit but that's not my style at all.
Charlie: we'll see about it, i have to try them on when we go shopping. no tie or anything like that?
Raquel: and I promise that I'm never going to like shove money in your face and it's not like I'm suddenly becoming your sugar mama or something.
Raquel: Suits are an investment because they're a gentleman's armor. And yes I did take that from a movie but they're an investment because you can use them more than once AND they just make any guy look really sexy. They're sort of a necessity now.
Raquel: I'm only saying no tie because then I'll just keep thinking about how much better it would look around my wrists tying me to the headboard. or about how you can use it as a blindfold.
Raquel: and it would just distract me throughout the night. I'd just keep pulling you in for a kiss with it so really i'm just saving you the trouble.
Charlie: if you say so, then i'll take your word and i'll keep a couple of suits on my wardrobe, just in case i need them. plus, we both agree i'd be hot as fuck in a suit.
Charlie: i shouldn't be surprised that you're having such kinky thoughts because a simple tie would distract you all the time.
Charlie: i wouldn't mind you pulling me in with it and kissing me, but i guess we have to keep the pda to a minimum, right?
Raquel: I do say so and it'll just be good for you to have. There might be a lot more events later on once my career does pick up and there's no one else I want by my side. I think you look hot in everything and nothing so i'm pretty biased.
Raquel: what can i say? I've had someone corrupt me and it's not like I'm going back now.
Raquel: I can always use the ends of your jacket for that. I don't think we'll have to keep too much of it down. They haven't said anything about marketing and sex appeal and all the typical stuff so it's not like they want me to seem single.
Raquel: I don't think I could do that anyway. Denying that I'm with you would be denying my happiness and denying how important you are to me and I'm not going to do that.
Raquel: Ever.
Charlie: we'll, i'll keep a couple of them then, mostly because i'd look hot in them. you're not so bad yourself, with and without clothes
Charlie: mmm, i wonder who corrupted you. now i'm tempted to buy some and see what can we do with them
Charlie: babe, if you ever have to make it look like you're single for a while if that makes you look better in hollywood's eyes, you know i'd support you because i want you to succeed and make it.
Charlie: it wouldn't be the ideal and i wouldn't be happy about it either but
Charlie: let's hope we don't have to do that
Raquel: well with the whole clothes thing you should expect a lot more dresses. I know sometimes we just get dresses and suits on loan so that will hopefully keep our closet from exploding.
Raquel: I wonder who did. He must be a really cheeky and incredibly handsome person. Tempted to just buy ties so that you can use them on me? I might like that. A lot.
Raquel: No.
Raquel: I don't want to be the type of actress that is marketed like that. I am with you and I don't need to deny that not when I know how talented I am and how hard I have worked. I can have sex appeal and that attraction and still tell people that there is someone important in my life. I don't want you to become like one of those hollywood partners that gets bothered because of my job but you aren't just going to be someone they can erase. I won't let that happen.
Charlie: our closets. we don't share one, babe
Charlie: yes. i might do a research on what to do with ties in the bedroom department
Charlie: how the fuck did i get so lucky to be dating you?
Raquel: right. We don't.
Raquel: only if I get to tie you up too.
Raquel: I don't think you're that lucky. Maybe I just think you deserve more than you think you do.
Charlie: i don't see why not.
Charlie: sometimes i think i don't deserve you, or at least i didn't deserve you a while ago. still, i think i'm lucky
Raquel: you don't see why we don't share a closet now???? Because we both have our own places which is us respecting each other's spaces and knowing that sometimes we might want to be alone and because my stuff would totally cross over to your side so it's really all just for the sake of my clothes that we don't.
Raquel: Wait you meant don't see why I wouldn't be able to tie you up with a tie. Right.
Raquel: well that just means I get to ride you. Take control. That you can't even smack my ass or hold onto me like I know you love to. It means you just have to lie there and let me take care of you until you cum inside me.
Raquel: baby you deserve the world.
Charlie: ... you okay?
Charlie: damn, i love touching your ass while you ride me, but the idea of you on top of me while i do nothing... fuck. now we're getting ties for sure
Charlie: so do you, babe. but that's how i feel, sometimes i think of who i was in the past and i surely didn't deserve you then.
Charlie: that means i did something well
Raquel: so that's all it took? The thought of me riding you to be convinced? Maybe I should just find things to tie you with and have my way with you tonight.
Raquel: who you were in the past wasn't some awful person. You just weren't sure of what you wanted and that's fine. And even if you think you didn't deserve me then you still had me. You always did.
Raquel: you're not the only one who did something right. You are so much more than I could have dreamed of. Someone who loves me as much as you do makes me the luckiest person in the world.
Charlie: i was already convinced when i imagined your wrists tied together and me fucking you hard, but that is also a very convincing argument
Charlie: let's see what you have, i'm sure you'll find something
Charlie: i wasn't a bad person, but i was pretty much a fuckboy who got around a lot and i'm sure that you didn't want a fuckboy around you
Charlie: when did we become so cheesy?
Raquel: add a blindfold to that and I'm totally in.
Raquel: either I find something or looks like I'll have to run into some department store and get what I want.
Raquel: you did sleep around a lot and maybe I didn't like that and it's why I tried fighting off how much I liked you but we would have still been friends and I would have had you around then.
Raquel: you'll always been this cheesy so I don't know what you're talking about lol.
Charlie: i'm thinking of something we could do and i really want to do it
Charlie: you're a resourceful woman, but i hope you read something about bondage, what to use and what not
Charlie: i guess you're right.
Charlie: i'm pretty sure i wasn't cheesy before dating you and you were already cheesy back then
Raquel: well you can't just tell me you want to try something and then not tell me. Spill.
Raquel: don't worry. I won't try anything crazy and I definitely would never hurt you.
Raquel: i just think I'm glad that we didn't just stay friends.
Raquel: lies. i don't accept that.
Charlie: i'm thinking of getting you naked, blindfold you and then have my fun with an ice cube. i think you'll even thank me for it
Charlie: that's good to know, thank you for not hurting me while we do kinky shit in the future
Charlie: me too. things wouldn't be as great as they are for us now
Charlie: you're the lying one, i wasn't cheesy. i had a way with words to flirt with girls but i wasn't cheesy
Raquel: don't I always thank you? Or at least reciporicate.
Raquel: well I doubt we need to go as far as you know making a safe word or something but I think I know when I'm pleasing my man.
Raquel: so you'd go through it all over again? The ups and the downs? Everything?
Raquel: you can be a flirt and still be cheesy, but maybe you're right we have gotten overly affectionate. Maybe we're just in our "honeymoon" phase.
Charlie: you do in the best way possible and i fucking love it
Charlie: yeah, it's not like we're doing hardcore BDSM and i'd tell you if it was too much anyways, but yeah.
Charlie: well, we've been through too much and there's a long way ahead of us, but yeah, i would.
Charlie: see? i told you i wasn't cheesy before you. you made me a bit cheesy
Raquel: now I'm curious to know which it "the best way possible"
Raquel: yeah we just have a really healthy and active sex life. We're just like light bdsm. I just trust you enough to tie me up and fuck me until you cum inside me.
Raquel: long way ahead of us? Are you planning hurdles for us?
Raquel: you're the nacho chip underneath the really cheesy nacho. You got second hand cheese.
Charlie: with more sex, of course
Charlie: a very active sex life, i may add.
Charlie: no, i meant that if we're dating, something has to happen, right? especially if this is meant to be a long-term relationship
Charlie: okay, we went from being cheesy to talk about nachos in a minute, wtf
Raquel: of course how could I have thought it could be anything else.
Raquel: well we're both young and consenting and incredibly hot. I don't think anyone would be surprised to know just how healthy our sex life is.
Raquel: I guess, but I think things are pretty great right now and that maybe we shouldn't rock the boat for a bit with any progression. This is meant to be long term. There's no giving up on this.
Raquel: I like to keep you on your toes baby, and we said I was the nacho cheesy one before so really this should come to no surprise.
Charlie: neighbors are more than aware of that. they probably hate how loud we are but i don't care
Charlie: yeah, we're in a good place and hopefully things will stay like that for a while.
Charlie: i'm not surprised and i'm hungry now. i want nachos
Raquel: well good because it's not like I'm your neighbor's biggest fan either.
Raquel: I just have to keep telling myself to.not screw it up
Raquel: do you want me to pick some up on my way home?
Charlie: i know, and as the person who lives at the other side of the wall, she fucking knows how loud we are
Charlie: hopefully none of us will. i don't want to screw it up either
Charlie: Mexican?
Raquel: I don't even want to talk about her. It's like saying beetlejuice. If I mention her again chances are I'll run into her later today.
Raquel: can we just promise that we won't walk on eggshells around each other? Besides, your track record in this relationship isn't as bad as mine so odds aren't in my favor.
Raquel: well I definitely don't just want chips with cheese and I went to the gym so I am just going to have some of yours.
Charlie: okay, let's not talk about her. but i doubt you run into her because you mentioned her, babe
Charlie: maybe, but that doesn't mean i could still screw it, who knows? but yeah, i can promise that
Charlie: and will i have to watch you not eat properly and get all the energy for possible fun afterwards? not in my house.
Raquel: well it's either because I mention her or because life is teaching me patience and tolerance the hard way.
Raquel: There aren't too many things that can really make you mess up so bad for me not to forgive you.
Raquel: I will have energy. You can't just make up rules now.
Charlie: well, if it happens remember i'm dating you and try to not punch her
Charlie: yeah, but still. let's hope i don't do any of them
Charlie: my house, my rules. no kale for dinner. please?
Raquel: violence doesnt solve anything. I don't even think I know how to punch someone.
Raquel: I'd like to think you have self-control and know that any of the things I'm thinking of would hurt me and us more than anything.
Raquel: I need to see a copy of these rules before I agree to the terms and conditions. NOT ALL OF MY SALADS ARE KALE.
Charlie: i didn't peg you as someone who could punch someone anyways.
Charlie: i have. i like to think i can control myself
Charlie: do you want me to write them so you can see and then sign them?
Charlie: okay, bring your salad but you're eating mex with me.
Raquel: You make me sound like a chihuahua that's all bark and no bite and even then my bark must not be that scary
Raquel: yep I want to see them and I won't just click a box like I do on every other terms and conditions thing.
Raquel: just a few chips but not a bunch. I'm not losing all the work I put in at the gym.
Charlie: you're prettier than a chihuahua, babe
Charlie: we can redact them together later and make copies.
Charlie: that's enough for me. i just really want you to eat something that isn't green for once and look happy while eating it
Raquel: well I hope I am. Otherwise I really wouldn't know what you're doing with me.
Raquel: shouldn't you be doing that on your own? It is your apartment.
Raquel: I never said I don't like my salads. But I think you worrying about my eating habits is cute.
Charlie: i would be with you if you were like a chihuahua, but it doesn't hurt that you're prettier and hotter than one
Charlie: we can always make a contract on foods whenever we're at the other's place... sort of.
Charlie: i don't want you to think you need to control what you eat around me. i don't think it'll do you harm either if it's not in excess.
Raquel: chihuahuas are annoying on top of not being cute. Whatever Paris hilton sees in them I don't. Also that was a little cheesy. you pretty much just admitted that you'd be with me no matter what I looked like.
Raquel: sort of?
Raquel: Babe, I don't think that. I just have liked how my body has changed and I never thought that I need to control my eating habits around you or anyone. Is that what you think Nathan did???
Charlie: that was what i was trying to say. you're welcome
Charlie: a sort of contract, i mean
Charlie: i wasn't thinking about your ex at all until now
Raquel: well that doesn't go the same for you. I am vain like that.
Raquel: I'm kidding. I don't think there's any way I could not be with you.
Raquel: okay we can do that.
Raquel: okay.
Charlie: awww, that's cheesy too.
Charlie: let's say you can't bring here anything that includes kale and then i can't eat something at your place, for example.
Charlie: okay what? he wasn't doing that, right?
Raquel: still don't regret it.
Raquel: so you'r just going to outright ban my kale? What if I just get a smoothie and it happens to have kale in it?
Raquel: No. Do you think I would be with someone like that? Nathan was a good guy.
Charlie: i know you don't
Charlie: in that case you can, since it's in a drink
Charlie: no, i don't think so. if someone made you do that they're idiots
Raquel: okay so what are my kale's requirements? It seems like you have a deep rooted vendetta against it.
Raquel: I wouldn't just do something just because the person I was dating asked me to.
Charlie: not a vendetta, but i don't really like it. we'll talk about it while redacting this
Charlie: good, because i would punch that person if they made you do that. i don't really want you to do or stop doing something just because someone tells you to do it
Raquel: still sounds like a vendetta. What did my kale ever do to you?
Raquel: you'd punch that person? And that wouldn't solve much. Punching someone is never the answer.
Charlie: i don't know, but i don't like it.
Charlie: i mean, i could but i wouldn't really do it, i would... just think about punching them.
Raquel: okay I won't have you eat anything you don't want to but I just think it's funny how you're against the one thing I eat a lot of now.
Raquel: my big strong man. I think it's cute when you get a bit protective.
Charlie: now i feel bad for banning kale at my place
Charlie: well, i know my girl can take care of herself, but i can't help it, babe
Raquel: well don't feel too bad. I won't miss it that much.
Raquel: as sexy as it is that you want to protect me, you're right that I can protect myself even if I don't know how to throw a punch. Besides I would never want to put you in a situation where you could ever get hurt.
Charlie: right now, i'm trying to imagine how would it be if you knew how to throw a punch
Charlie: awwww, babe.
Charlie: what if we took boxing lessons together? just to teach you how to throw a punch
Raquel: Boxing lessons????
Raquel: I don't know. I just wouldn't know why I would need to throw a punch.
Raquel: but are you sure you can keep up with me in the gym in general? And don't give me the whole I work out too thing because I think i still work out more than you do.
Charlie: i don't know, i think it's always good to know how to throw one, just in case
Charlie: babe, please. of course i can keep up with you, and i think i work out as much as you do, only that i don't do it at a gym.
Raquel: just in case Im attacked or something??? I'm always in well lit areas, I hardly travel alone at night, I have a boyfriend with the muscles of a greek statue, and I like to think I don't need to prepare for something I doubt is going to happen to me.
Raquel: that's a whole lot of talk, I want to see action.
Charlie: okay okay. i wouldn't go to the greek statue level, but i'm flattered you think that
Charlie: is that a yes to boxing lessons or are you just challenging me?
Raquel: I said what I said. I'm not taking it back.
Raquel: oh I am totally challenging you and maybe to boxing lessons.
Charlie: oh no, don't take it back. i like your confidence and i liked what you said about me, so don't do it
Charlie: bring it on, babe. let's see who can keep up with who.
Raquel: well good because I wasn't going to
Raquel: challenge accepted. Let's see if I can test your endurance even more than I already do.
Charlie: i have stamina, so it'll be easy. i can last, and i'm not only talking about sex
Raquel: Of course you aren't. I don't doubt you in the bedroom but in the gym is where I'm going to have you beat.
Charlie: oh really? do you want to make things more interesting?
Raquel: yes really. Let's make things interesting then. What are you willing to wager?
Charlie: except money and my apartment, i'm willing to bet anything, included anything sex related
Raquel: I don't want your money or your apartment. I have my own thank you. Okay if I win you have to take me out on the cheesiest and slightly romantic date that could end in sex if you're lucky. And if you win which is highly unlikely you can get whatever you want.
Charlie: the cheesiest date ever. fuck, that's tough for me.
Charlie: whatever i want? does that include trying out a new sex position?
Charlie: i'll do my best to not lose the bet then
Raquel: you can always try a new position. You're not making for a very interesting wager. You're so going to lose.
Charlie: i could always come up with something more interesting, like
Charlie: eat a whole pizza with me or something. i'll probably come up with something better once you lose.
Raquel: ULTERIOR MOTIVE TO MAKE ME GAIN WEIGHT. THIS IS SABOTAGE.
Charlie: I'LL THINK OF SOMETHING NON-SEX OR FOOD RELATED
Charlie: just because i love you and i don't want to be that mean
Raquel: OKAY.
Raquel: I love you too.
Charlie: okay, bring your cute ass over here and bring mexican for dinner.
Charlie: i love you
Raquel: so demanding. I'll be right there. 😘😘😘😘
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