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Paparazzi
— “[pro!baku x pro!reader where] they go on the date but paparazzi will not leave them alone due to the public being obsessed with their relationship...so they leave and bakugou takes her to his house instead where he cooks for her & they share a cute little kiss but paparazzi caught it through the window & it’s kinda aired everywhere. thank you!!” by anonymous
pairing: pro hero!bakugou x pro hero!reader
word count: 1.9k
genre: pro hero au, celeb au vibes, fluff
a/n: this was requested as a part two for slip of the tongue, but you don’t need to read anything prior to understand! it’s just our fav couple being frustrated at the paparazzi and taking matters into their own hands ;)
“You know, as glad as I am to finally go out with you, this isn’t exactly how I imagined our first date as a public couple would be.”
“Don’t worry,” he muttered, glaring at the glass doors. “I feel the same way.”
Another flash of light burst through the faintly tinted windows of the restaurant as you and Bakugou tried to enjoy the complimentary bread despite the annoying interruptions.
This was your first date with Ground Zero since the two of you made your relationship public (all thanks to Deku’s drunken congratulations post, mind you) and it was somehow even more chaotic than you could have ever imagined.
The minute the two of you arrived down the street, clusters of paparazzi were already stationed at each corner. For the most part, they kept their distance, but as the night grew older, their shamelessness only intensified.
“The press were never this bad before,” you said with a sigh.
“That’s because the entirety of Japan wasn’t obsessed with our relationship before.”
There was a deep scowl etched onto Katsuki’s face and you reached across the table to smooth the lines down with your thumb.
“Don’t be upset, hon,” you soothed, despite how frustrated you were yourself. Was a nice, peaceful date with your no-longer secret boyfriend really too much to ask for? “They’ll leave us alone soon enough.”
But even as you said that, you knew they wouldn’t. The paparazzi were relentless, some camping out for hours just for a chance at an exclusive, juicy shot.
“Ground Zero! Ground Zero!” a particularly bold man asked, voice muffled by the glass as he knocked on the window.
Katsuki’s eyes widened, looking around the restaurant frantically. “What the fuck? How is this allowed?!” But when the waitstaff continued to walk by, unperturbed, he began to grow more agitated. “Five stars my ass!”
Placing your hand atop his, you gave it a gentle squeeze, taking deep breaths as your patience thinned. “It’s fine. Just ignore them. We can ask to move tables and everything will be fine--”
“Y/H/N! Y/H/N! You and Red Riot were spotted at the beach last weekend looking very cozy! How does your boyfriend feel about that?”
“That’s it!” exclaimed Bakugou, slamming his palms on the edge of the table and standing up to stalk closer to the window. “One more peep out of your mouth and I’ll wring your--!”
You yelped, jumping out of your seat as you tugged on his arm. “Watch yourself, Ground Zero.”
Raising your eyebrows, you emphasized his hero name. As burdening as it was, citizens looked up to Pro Heroes… Including young, impressionable kids. You wanted to put the nosy paparazzi in place as much as he did, but you knew the story could be spun easily to make Bakugou look like the bad guy.
“Let’s just head somewhere else,” you coaxed, lacing your fingers through his as you dropped a wad of cash on the table. (What for? You weren’t sure. It had been fifteen minutes since you sat down and they still hadn’t taken your order. All you ate was a roll of free bread.)
He snorted, smoothing your hair down to let you know he wasn’t upset at you. “Fine. But if there’s one more interruption I swear I’ll--”
“Yeah, yeah. You’re a big and tough Pro Hero,” you teased. “You’d have them trembling in their shoes.”
“Damn right I would.”
Laughing as you exited through the back of the restaurant, you gave Bakugou a quick peck on the cheek, glad his mood was lifted even the slightest. You hated seeing him upset and you’d be damned if you were to let him lose control over some paparazzi.
Before anyone could catch sight of the two of you, Katsuki unlocked his black, tinted car, first opening the passenger’s side and waiting for you to enter before rushing to the driver’s seat.
You let out a sigh of relief when he pulled out of the area with no one on your trail.
“Where are we going now?” you asked over the quiet hum of the road. You knew Bakugou was looking forward to treating you out, and you hoped he wasn’t too frustrated from having to end the outing early.
He huffed. “Well since the restaurant date was ruined, I was thinking we can head to my place.”
You perked up, already liking the sound of that.
“I can cook something for us,” he said nonchalantly. “It’d probably taste better than the food from that place-- But we’ll never know for sure, will we?”
As his tone grew bitter, a small giggle escaped your lips at the sight of his pouty expression.
“No, I suppose we’ll never knew,” you agreed with an amused grin. “But maybe it happened for a reason? After all, I’ve been waiting years to try Ground Zero’s infamous cooking.”
Though your tone was playful, your words with sincere. You had been hearing stories of what a talented chef he was since Class 1-A went to the camping grounds, but you had never thought the day would come when your favorite Pro Hero would actually cook for you.
You could hardly contain your excitement, bouncing up and down in your seat as he drove closer to his house.
“We’re here,” announced Bakugou.
“Yay!” you cheered, following after him as he unlocked the front door.
You slipped your shoes off before entering his house, the interior looking just as spotless and neat as the last time you were over-- Not that you expected anything less than tidy from him.
Placing his hand on the small of your back, he lead you to his living room. “Here. You can sit down and watch some television while I cook you something.”
You started at the comfortable-looking couch before turning back to Katsuki and shaking your head.
“How about…” you trailed off, hoping the question you were about to ask wouldn’t seem as weird coming out of your mouth as it was in your head. “Would it be okay if I watched you in the kitchen instead?”
He glanced over at you in surprise.
“I-- Um… I want to see you cook. And maybe I can even help out!” you let out in one rushed breath.
A rare, rather embarrassed smile graced his features as he nodded nonchalantly. “I guess I wouldn’t mind.”
The two of you made your way to his well-lit kitchen near the front entrance of the house, Bakugou’s warm hand never leaving its place against the curve of your hip.
“What are you going to make?” you asked as he pulled away to get the ingredients from the refrigerator.
“Something I think you’ll really like,” was his vague reply.
You watched as he worked away in the kitchen, occasionally joining him to wash and chop some vegetables.
By the time he was done with the preparations and started the actual roasting and baking process, you were so entranced by his swift movements that you could hardly tear your gaze away.
“There,” Bakugou said in satisfaction, wiping a bead of sweat off his forehead with his toned forearm.
With his white dress shirt unbuttoned at the top, and his cufflinks rolled up to just below his elbows, it was a wonder how you kept your self-control around him for this long.
“We just have to wait for the timer to go off and the food should be all done.” He walked over to you as your cheered. “In the meanwhile, I’ll make some dessert to pair with the meal.”
You blinked. As good as dessert sounded, being able to finally pull Bakugou into an embrace and give him a much needed kiss sounded significantly better. It didn’t help that a small trail of sweat dribbled down the side of his face to his neck.
Since when were you turned on by sweat? you scolded yourself, shaking your head.
“You don’t need to make dessert-- You’ve done more than enough,” you said, drawing him closer when you wrapped your arms around his torso. “Just take a break before the food is ready.”
You expected the hardheaded Ground Zero to put up more of a fight, but he simply hugged you back with a sigh. “Fine. But only because I want to. Not being you asked.”
With a knowing grin, you cooed, “Aw, Kirishima was right. You are whipped.”
He pulled back suddenly with a snort. “He said I’m what?”
“That you are whipped,” you emphasized, pausing after each word. You held your hands up in a ‘V’ to frame your chin and cheeks as you gave him your best innocent and cute smile. “Whipped for me, of course. In case it wasn’t obvious.”
Bakugou scoffed, rolling his eyes at your audacity despite the amused expression threatening to take over his face.
“Baka,” he muttered, ruffling the top of your head. “You’re shameless.”
You beamed. “Only because I’m whipped too,” you admitted as you extended your arms out. “Now, come here. I have a few ideas for dessert.”
You leaned in to give him a kiss, but he moved his head to the side.
“We can’t have dessert before dinner,” he said haughtily. “It’s bad luck.”
“Says who?”
“Says me.”
“Well, I’m willing to take that risk.”
You stuck your tongue out, making a face. Katsuki scoffed, making one back.
With a laugh, you draped your arms around the back of his neck as he tilted your chin up. Your lips met his surprisingly soft and supple ones as one of his hands made its way down to your hip. Feeling your back press against the cool surface of the refrigerator, you deepened the kiss.
Katsuki nipped at your lower lip, a gentle sting against your skin, before soothing it with the tip of his tongue.
“Dessert’s sweet,” he murmured against the kiss, the corners of his mouth tilting upwards.
“Not as sweet as you,” you teased. “Softie.”
A low growl escaped him as he lifted you up and rested your back on the edge of the kitchen counter, proving to you that Bakugou was, in fact, not a softie. (Well, he was. For you. But you were willing to let him have this win.)
The two of you kissed until dinner was ready, and then kissed again when dinner was done.
It wasn’t until the next morning when you woke up in his arms that you checked your phone for the first time since you came over to his house. Your lockscreen was filled with notifications and Bakugou stirred awake when you gasped at a certain news article Deku sent you through private messages.
The article was the top story trending across social media and it displayed a blown up image of you and Ground Zero intensely making out against the granite counter from last night. It was taken through the window of his kitchen and you mentally scolded yourselves for not being more careful.
Spotting the photograph from over your shoulder, Katsuki hummed behind you, a deep vibration you felt through his chest.
“I told you dessert before dinner was bad luck,” he said, voice raspy from just waking up.
You grinned sheepishly, kissing his cheek as a good morning greeting. “Worth it.”
a/n: HONESTLY I’M GRINNING AT THE CUTENESS THIS IS PROB ONE OF MY FAV BAKU FICS I’VE WRITTEN LOL (until like 2 hours later when i decide i hate it again) thank u for reading! xx
#i had so much fun writing this idek why LOLOL#boku no hero academia#bnha#bnha x reader#bakugou x reader#bakugou katsuki x reader#katsuki x reader#bakugo x reader#bnha bakugo#bakugou katsuki#my hero academia#mha#bnha fanfiction#bnha imagines#mha imagines#bnha scenarios#bnha headcanons#bakugou imagine#mha x reader
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while we’re at it
some hws south italy headcanons
- he has thick curly hair OH LAWD. this is my fav headcanon for him. like imagine this man with curly hair that you can just run your hand through
- that being said, he will melt if you do run your hand through his hair. it’s one of the only time he will truly let his guard down. you have to be quite close to him for this, otherwise he’ll give you a weird look and tell you to fuck off.
- a better cook than his brother (this is not to say that north italy is a bad cook by far, but my god, if you think north italy’s cooking is good, you’ll die when you sample south italy’s cooking.) it’s known that whilst his brother is the better artist, south italy prefers cooking as his art.
- is also one hell of a dancer. i like to hc spain teaching him when he was younger, and despite him whining and pretending to hate it, he got into it once he felt the music, and definitely practiced a lot more once he realised that he could use it towards his amorous advantage with the ladies.
- he’s bisexual but prefers women. he definitely is a lot more suave with women (unless it is somebody that he really likes, then he’ll be a little more awkward) but comes off as quite brash and curt with men.
- he’s very musical (all of the italy bros are. italians are artists) and i imagine him with a very handsome, sultry baritone voice. i also like to think that he’s a very talented string instrument player, and i fluctuate between him playing violin, cello or harp. (mayb even all three if we’re feeling a lil bit crazy hehe)
- a bit of a snob over the quality of his veg. he likes gardening a lot, being barefoot, feeling the soil between his toes whilst tending to his many vegetables. if he has no access to his garden, he will turn to the market, and will definitely be a lil bitchy if you buy him supermarket produce.
- likes to fight with north italy over who has the better wine. he will even go to the extent of buying his friends southern italian wine to make a subtle dig at his brother (see? they’re all drinking sicilian wine, i told you my wine is better)
- he has a pet cat!!! italy is full of strays and i like to think that there was a skinny lil calico that kept stopping by his home to the point where he started to name her and eventually the cat moved in (as cats do, they’re very free willed little creatures) and now they are best buds.
- not too keen on dogs.
- sorry ladies, but,,,, the italies r broke bois. italy is literally so far in debt, one of the top five countries globally. in a human au! i hc him getting a job at his grandfather’s restaurant in his teen years, but he spends his paycheck on such extravagant items that he’s often left with barely any money for the rest of the month.
- he secretly wants to have a love at first sight moment because he’s a big romantic.
- if he’s ever at a party, you can often find him dangling his feet into the pool with a glass of red wine, looking at the stars and having a tipsy chat with a pretty girl.
- hiS NAME IS LORENZO NOT LOVINO (see my last post for my feelings on l*vino)
- i’m in love with this man. if he were real i’d go str8 for him this isn’t a joke
#hws#hetalia#hetalia headcanons#hws headcanons#aph headcanons#lorenzo vargas#lovino vargas#hws lovino#aph lovino#hws south italy#hws romano#aph south italy#aph romano#aph italy bros
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The Most Dramatic Season Ever - Week 4
Summary: It’s your time now! You are ABC’s new Bachelorette and this is your journey! All these men (including our fav BoRhap boys and then some) are competing for your heart! Will you find love? Will you get engaged at the end? Or will you end up heartbroken? Find out, on the most dramatic season ever!
Word Count: 9.5k
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If you’d like to be added, let me know!
A/N: Alright, we are halfway through the season! The drama continues this week on The Bachelorette!
Warning(s): None
Night 1 Week 1 Week 2 Week 3
Week 4 here we go!!!
London was beautiful. You had never been before, so you were eager to explore somewhere new. Plus, you knew several of the guys would be familiar with it. This was an opportunity to see their world. And that was exactly what you planned to do.
The men settled into their hotel suite. It was a large, airy place, with a wide balcony overlooking the city. Then men all gathered on the balcony to take in the view.
“I’ve never seen Big Ben before,” said Mike. “Except in pictures.”
“What are you talking about?” Joe teased. “He’s right here.”
He pointed to Ben, who laughed. “That’s a much bigger Ben than I am.”
Joe then wrapped his arms around Ben in a bear hug. “Well, we’ve got the best Ben.”
“That, we do,” agreed Gwilym, who reached out and pinched Ben’s cheek.
Ben laughed more and flushed. Then all the guys gathered in a group hug.
Of course, Luke was not with them. He was inside, journaling by himself. After everything that happened, he avoided the other men, and they avoided him right back. So, he missed out on the bond that had formed between the rest of them. Despite all competing for the same woman, they had become solid friends.
When there was a knock on the door for the date card, Mike went to go get it. Everyone watched the hallway anxiously. Then, they all heard him release a delighted cry. They exchanged confused looks. Mike returned without a date card, but with something much better. You.
They all cheered when they saw you and engulfed you in a warm group hug. Then they all settled back onto the couches so you could catch your breath.
“Welcome to London, guys,” you said, scanning their faces. “I’m really, really happy with the group that’s still here, and I hope that we can just continue this crazy journey all together.”
“How are you enjoying it?” Taron asked.
“Well, I haven’t gotten to see much, but so far, I love London,” you said. “In fact, I came here today for someone to explore it with me.”
They all watched you, hoping you would say their own names.
“Gwilym,” you said, finding his eyes. “Would you like to go on a date with me?”
“I’d be honored,” he replied, getting to his feet.
You smiled and followed suit, holding out your hand to him. You could see the disappointment on some of the other men’s faces, but you were relieved that they also seemed genuinely happy for Gwilym. Maybe you really could leave all the drama behind.
You and Gwilym waved goodbye and headed out the door. You went out on the streets of London hand in hand.
“I’m gonna let you take the lead here,” you told him. “You live here, right?”
“I do,” he chuckled. “I’m not originally from London, but I live here now.”
“Well, show me around, stud!” you urged.
He laughed again and you were off. Gwilym walked you around almost everywhere that was nearby. He was knowledgeable about the history of everything too. That was one of the most attractive things about Gwilym to you. He was so well-read and intelligent. But it never came off as condescending. He was still incredibly kind and humble as well.
You stopped inside a pub to eat and grab a drink after all the walking. You ordered fish and chips because that’s what you’d always heard in the movies. Gwilym laughed beside you and kissed you on the cheek.
You each had a beer as you waited for the food.
“So,” you said as you sipped. “How are you since we last talked?”
“Very well,” he answered. “I’m excited to be getting to know you better and see where we go from here.”
“I’m excited too,” you said. “Every time I think about our connection, I always feel hopeful.”
“Hopeful?” he questioned.
“Yeah,” you said. “Since you told me your story, I feel like you’re the most hopeful person in the world. What you went through was...unbelievably sad. And yet, you’re still here, looking for love, pursuing it wholeheartedly. It makes me hopeful too.”
He smiled sadly at the glass in front of him.
“I’m flattered by your admiration,” he said. “Losing her - especially the way I did - was the most difficult thing I’ve ever been through. We actually moved to London together from our little town, so coming here with you really is like a fresh start. It’s making me feel like I’m re-discovering it.”
“Is that a good feeling or a bad one?” you asked.
“It’s bittersweet,” he said. “I feel like sometimes, I still miss her so much, and it still hurts like an open wound. And other times I feel like I’m fine.”
“That’s sort of how grief works,” you told him. “Moving on from something like that isn’t a linear projection until you’re over it. You have setbacks. You’re still allowed to be sad and confused sometimes.”
“You’re right,” he agreed. “I guess what I’m trying to say is...despite all of what happened and all the hurt, you have made me hopeful. What I’m feeling for you is something so good that I fully believe that love can happen for me again.”
A smile spread slowly across your face as he spoke. You leaned over and kissed him sweetly, conveying your absolute adoration of that sentiment. Gwilym was so deserving of love, and you wanted to show him that.
Your food came, and you split the plate between you. It tasted amazing, and as you ate the fries, an idea came to you.
“How good is your eye-mouth coordination?” you asked.
He blinked. “My what?”
You giggled. “Like, if I toss you some fries, can you catch them in your mouth?”
“Depends on how well you throw them,” he retorted. “The real question should be how good is your aim?”
“Oh?” you returned, raising a challenging eyebrow.
“Yes,” he said. “And since we are in the UK, they’re chips. Not fries.”
You snatched one off the plate and tossed it at him, hitting him square in the nose.
“Looks like my aim is pretty good there, chief,” you teased.
You threw another, and this time he caught it in his mouth, chewed, and swallowed.
“Okay, we make a pretty good team,” he said through a laugh.
You threw a few more to him, and he caught most. However, when he threw them to you, your catching abilities were abysmal. You blamed it on Gwilym’s arm, and he let you.
It felt really good to sit and laugh with him. You felt like many of your conversations with Gwil were so serious. So to be lighthearted and goof around with him showed you another side of him. A side you were glad existed.
After lunch, you continued to walk around a bit. Then Gwilym stopped at an intersection, tugging your hand to stop you from crossing the street. You shot him a quizzical look.
“Gwil?”
“If we turn right here,” he said. “We can get to my flat in five minutes. I’m not presuming anything by asking this, but would you like to come over and see it?”
You looked down so he wouldn’t see the deep blush creeping up in your cheeks. On any other date, this would have implied sex, but you two were on camera, being followed by a whole crew. You weren’t embarrassed by that. You were embarrassed that you were disappointed they were there. You were really attracted to Gwilym, and would not have turned down that invitation outside of this.
Actually, you weren’t going to turn it down either way.
“Yeah, let’s go,” you said, looking back up at him.
“Great,” he replied with a grin.
God, he was handsome.
Gwilym’s place was humble and cozy. He opened the door and allowed you inside, and you felt like he had just done the same with his heart. Everything about this place screamed “Gwilym Lee.” You walked through the front and into the sitting room, which had aged leather furniture and warm lamplight. The kitchen was smaller than what you were used to in the US, with a vintage look. It was also strictly practical.
Gwilym also had books everywhere. There was a half shelf in the sitting room beside the fireplace. A corner of the kitchen counter was dedicated to recipe books. They were also randomly on whatever surfaces he had set them down on while reading. You pictured him walking around, nose to the pages, glasses on, focused.
He had few decorations, but there were plenty of pictures. Some of his family and friends. But the majority appeared to be of him with his students. Gwilym was a literature professor, and he was clearly dedicated to his work.
“Would you like to see upstairs?” he offered. “There’s something really special up there I’d like to show you.”
“Please,” you said.
You followed him up the wooden staircase to the second floor. There were only a few rooms up here. Gwilym’s bedroom, a guest bedroom, a hallway bathroom, and one more door at the end of the hall. That was where he led you.
He opened the door, and you gasped at the side. Across each wall, floor to ceiling - bookshelves. Fully stocked, too. There were thick, leather bound reference books. Paperback novels. Limited edition classics. Everything you could imagine for a personal collection.
“This is my library,” he said, looking between the shelves and your face.
You wondered if you looked stupid with your mouth hanging open. Gwilym’s eyes shone as he gazed at you. How beautiful you were to him in this moment was beyond words.
“Gwil, this is incredible!” you cried. “Your very own library!”
He smiled. “Take a look around, see what you like!”
You went to the first shelf to your right and extracted a worn-looking book. The spine was damaged so you couldn’t read the title until you opened it.
“Anna Karenina,” you read.
“Ah, that’s quite a special one,” he said. “Very close to my heart. It’s my grandmother’s copy. If you look at the publication date, you’ll see why it’s so special.”
Your eyes scanned the page until you found it.
“1890?!” you gasped.
“Yeah,” he chuckled. “She inherited it from her great-aunt. Because I collect so many books, she left it to me.”
“That’s amazing,” you said.
“Have you ever read it?” he asked.
“I have,” you said. “It’s a tragic story, but one of my favorite classics. This is a real treasure.”
“It is,” he agreed as you returned it to the shelf.
“You’re free to keep looking, if you like,” he offered.
You did. You perused the shelves and spotted another favorite.
“Oh, Summer of Katya!” you said. “I loved this book!”
“Another tragedy,” he said.
“Yeah, but what a wild ride,” you replied. “That plot twist had me shook for days.”
“Me as well,” he said. “A great story.”
“So, how many of these books have you actually read?” you wondered as you set Summer of Katya back.
“All of them.”
Your mouth fell open again.
“All of them?”
“All of them,” he laughed.
“That would take me the rest of my life!” you cried looking around again.
Gwilym watched you as you walked along the shelves, and you stopped to talk about a few more things. A small smile claimed his lips. You stopped talking and met his gaze.
“What?” you wondered. “What’s on your mind?”
“Nothing,” he said with a shrug. “It’s just...you sort of seem to belong here in my home.”
You beamed. “I like feeling like I belong to the things you love, Gwilym.”
He held out his hand, which you took. With it, he pulled you into his arms and kissed the top of your head. You sort of felt like you belonged there too. Maybe you could. And maybe spend much of your life in this room, picking out what to read next before crawling into bed beside your husband. That would be a rather heavenly way to live.
For the evening portion of your date, you and Gwil met at a bar right on the River Thames. Like usual, it was reserved for just the two of you to enjoy your date. You sat down together and you smiled at him before making a small toast.
After you each had a bit of your drinks, you took his hand.
“I really had a great time with you today,” you said. “I feel like, so balanced with you. We can be serious, we can laugh together, and we can have intellectual discussions too. I feel like I can be every part of myself around you.”
“I’m relieved,” he told you. “And I feel the same. I haven’t struggled in opening up to you, and that's really nice.”
“Can I admit something to you?” you asked.
“In the spirit of such honesty, I’d be surprised if you didn’t,” he teased.
You chuckled and glanced down at your lap before looking back at him.
“When you first told me you’re a professor, I was really intimidated by you,” you said.
“Intimidated by me?” he questioned.
“I was nervous that you were going to think that I’m dumb,” you said.
He pursed his mouth in confusion. “W...why would I think that?”
“Because I feel like…” you trailed off. “I dunno, I’m not the most well-read person in the world, and I enjoy things that in the academic world might seem frivolous or silly. I try to keep up with current events, but I get distracted, and I think that all of that put together I -”
“Hold on,” he cut across you. “Y/N, none of that amounts to intelligence. You don’t have to read every book in my library or know every detail of Brexit to convince me that you’re smart. You are smart. A lot smarter than me in many ways.”
“Thank you,” you said, blushing.
“Can I ask you something?” he wondered.
“Of course.”
“Who told you that you’re dumb?”
You blinked, unsure how to answer him.
“Hardly anybody thinks they’re dumb on their own,” he went on. “Which leads me to believe that somebody, somewhere convinced you of it.”
You blinked again, this time to get rid of the tears welling up in your eyes.
“I...I, uh, had an ex who said that to me a lot,” you answered at last. “Anytime I disagreed with him or tried to address something he’d done to upset me, he told me I was being stupid, or that I didn’t understand anything. So, I kind of just became convinced that I wasn’t very smart.”
“Let me tell you what I see,” he said. “In all my conversations with you, I’ve found you to be not only extremely clever, but also funny, kind, and giving. In fact, my admiration has grown so much that I can finally say…” he trailed off.
You had been forming a smile as he spoke, but when he hesitated, it faltered.
“Say what?” you pressed.
“Y/N, I’m falling in love with you,” he said. “It seems unbelievable that it should happen so fast. But you are exactly the kind of girl I’d like to be with for the rest of my life.”
You smiled so wide, you thought your face might crack. Then you leaned over and took his face in your hands to kiss him.
“Gwilym, I’m so happy to hear you say that,” you told him when you parted. “I feel like we’re really progressing. And I don’t want to stop.” You reached across the table and picked up the rose that was waiting there. “So, Gwilym. Will you accept this rose?”
“You know I will,” he replied, kissing you again.
Gwilym was very much a gentleman when he kissed you. It was slightly reserved, but with enough passion for you to feel how much he wanted to do more. Each move was thoughtful and considerate, just like him.
Gwilym: I really am falling for Y/N. I hate that she’s been with such terrible men in the past. She deserves so much more. I’d like to give her that.
You pinned the rose to his jacket and then you grinned at each other.
“You ready to go?” you asked.
“Go where?” he wondered.
“One of the most iconic places in London,” you said.
You offered your hand. He took it and followed you out. You walked together down the street until you reached it. The London Eye.
“Oh, God,” he sighed. “We’re really doing this?”
“Yes!” you insisted.
You had a whole pod reserved for the two of you. You were excited as you went up, but the higher you got, you also grew nervous. You clutched Gwilym’s hand.
“Oh, don’t tell me you’re frightened,” he teased. “You went bungee jumping in the mountains!”
“I was scared of that too!” you returned.
“Come here, cariad,” he said gently, pulling you into his arms once again.
You leaned on him and looked out over the city. The sight was breathtaking. All the lights from the buildings looked like stars. The way they reflected off the river was stunning. You felt like you were looking down from outer space or something.
“This view is beautiful,” you said.
“I like mine better,” he replied.
You faced him and saw that his his eyes were fixed on you instead of London.
“Smooth,” you giggled.
“Kiss me,” he breathed.
You did. This kiss was different. It was deeper, more intentional, more open than your kisses before. Gwilym was fully giving himself to you and this process. To accent your joy perfectly, a fireworks show began over the river. You hardly noticed their colors or the sounds. Everything was just you and Gwilym.
Back at the house, the men were waiting for a date card. A few guys were bemoaning not being with you right now, but were holding out hope for a one on one. When there was a knock at the door, Richard went to fetch it. He returned with a card.
“It’s a group date,” he said. “Joe, Rami, Allen, Taron, Richard, Mike, and Kenny. Are you ready to meet Her Majesty? Ayyyy-yo! Y/N.”
“Ay-yo?” questioned Allen.
“What, like Freddie Mercury?” suggested Rami.
“What would Freddie Mercury have to do with a date, though?” Taron wondered.
“We’ll figure that out tomorrow,” said Mike. “With all of us on this date, that means…”
“Me and Luke are left,” Ben said with a heavy sigh. “It’s gonna be a two on one.”
A two on one meant a lot of risk because at least one of the people on it would be sent home on the date. It made Ben nervous because even though Luke’s behavior was atrocious, you kept him around, so there had to be a real connection there. Also, he was still angry at Luke for starting that stupid drama in the first place.
“I’m not worried,” Luke said. “Y/N and I have overcome a lot and I think that makes for a strong foundation.”
Ben rolled his eyes. “Whatever, man. Just don’t tell her any more sh*t you’ve made up about me.”
“I didn’t make anything up,” Luke returned. “I heard what I heard.”
“You didn’t hear anything because I. Never. Said. It.” Ben shot back.
“Neither did I,” Joe added. “But let’s leave this in the past, okay? All any of us can do is focus on our own relationships with her.”
Luke and Ben glowered at each other a moment longer before looking away.
The next day, everyone but Gwilym, Ben, and Luke, got on a bus and headed out from the hotel. Mike, Kenny, and Joe had never been to London before, so they were in awe of the city as they made their way to the unknown destination.
Taron: I feel terrible for Ben and what he’s going to face tomorrow, but I’m also really glad Luke isn’t here to ruin the group date again. Those of us here are actually decent blokes, so I think it’ll be a fun day.
“Is that Wembley Stadium?” Joe wondered, pointing in the direction the bus was heading.
“It is,” said Richard.
The group exchanged apprehensive looks as they were dropped off at the legendary arena and escorted into it.
Inside, on the field, was a stage setup. You stood center stage, smiling at the men. You were wearing all white - a white v-neck tank top, and white pants with a red and yellow racing stripe up the sides, belted at the waist. You also donned a yellow, military style leather jacket.
“Hello, gentlemen!” you greeted as they climbed up the stairs to join you. “Welcome to Wembley Stadium! How many of y’all have been here before?”
Taron, Richard, Allen, and Rami raised their hands. Joe, Mike, and Kenny did not. They were also the ones still looking around, while the others stayed focused on you.
“Well, surely you all know about the legendary concert that took place here in 1985, Live Aid,” you said, and they nodded. “And I’m sure you know which act stole the show.”
“Queen,” said Rami.
“Yep!” you confirmed. “So we’re gonna have some fun today. You’re all going to be dressed like Freddie Mercury and give me your best Live Aid performance.”
Their eyes widened as they looked at you, and you bit back a laugh.
“Don’t worry, you’ll be lip-syncing,” you assured them. “There also won’t be an audience. The person who does the best job gets to talk to me first at the cocktail party tonight.”
“Will you be the judge?” Taron asked.
“Actually, I won’t, I’m just enjoying the show,” you said. “The judges are some very special people who are quite familiar with Freddie.”
“Oh my God…” Rami said under his breath.
You smirked. “Guys, please welcome Queen and Adam Lambert!”
The guys clapped as Brian May, Roger Taylor, and Adam Lambert emerged onto the stage. They first hugged you and then turned to face the men.
Richard: I can’t believe this...it’s f***ing Queen! We’re on a date with Queen! I mean - we’re on a date with Y/N - but Queen is there! I’m blown away right now!
“Hullo, guys,” said Brian with a gentle wave. “We just wanted to let you all know - don’t be nervous. This is meant to be something fun to show Y/N you can come out of your shell a bit.”
“Yes, have fun,” Roger agreed. “Don’t be afraid to make an arse out of yourself. Freddie certainly wasn’t.”
Everyone chuckled.
“So, you guys have fifteen minutes to change and decide on one song from the Live Aid set you want to do,” Adam explained. “You can watch the clip of your choice as much as you want in that fifteen minutes.”
“The costumes are backstage,” you said. “You guys ready?”
They nodded at you.
“Okay, fifteen minutes starts now!”
While the guys got changed and prepared, you and the band went around and checked up on them. You went over to Mike first, who was watching the video of Live Aid and scrubbing through it quickly.
“How’s it going?” you asked.
“Okay,” he replied. “I don’t really know any Queen songs, so I’m listening for something that sounds familiar.”
“You know We Will Rock You?” you wondered.
“I know those words of it,” he laughed.
You giggled. “Well, I’d go for that one, then. It’s second to last.”
“Thank you,” he sighed.
You looked over and saw Rami chatting with Brian. Richard was talking to Roger, and Allen and Kenny were talking to Adam. Everyone was in the iconic white tank top and light wash jeans. They also had the studded armband and mustache. You went over to Taron next.
“How’re you feeling?” you asked.
“I know what song I’ll do,” he told you. “Bohemian Rhapsody. That way I can sit behind a piano for most of it.”
“Nice,” you chuckled. “You play, right?”
“I do,” he said. “Although, as you learned on our Disney date, I’m much more of an Elton John man than Queen. Don’t get me wrong, I adore them, but Elton is more my style.”
“I’d love to hear you play some Elton for me sometime,” you said. “But honestly, now is the time to get out of your comfort zone and show me your edge, Taron.”
“I’ll do anything for you, love,” he replied with a grin.
Then you headed over to Rami.
“Hey, sweetie,” you said as he pulled you into a hug.
When you parted, you had to take a moment. Rami really looked like Freddie for a split second. With the mustache and the clothes...he had even styled his hair. He was getting really into this.
“Woah, you look great!” you said.
“Thanks,” he returned. “I’m really excited for this.”
“I know you’re an actor, so you’re not too worried,” you joked. “Which song did you pick?”
“Radio GaGa,” he told you.
“Good choice,” you praised.
You chatted with Rami for another moment before moving on to Richard.
“Just be grateful we picked Live Aid and not one of our shows from the seventies,” Roger was saying as you approached. “You’d all be in leotards.”
“I dunno, I think I could make it work,” Richard returned with a chuckle.
“I definitely think you could make it work,” you agreed. “How’s it going over here?”
“Pretty good,” Richard said. “I know what I’m going to do.”
“Awesome!” you said. “You a big Queen fan?”
“Massive Queen fan,” he told you. “This is kind of a dream for me.”
“I think you’ve found your man, Y/N,” Roger teased. “This one’s clearly got the best taste.”
You laughed.
The fifteen minutes went by more quickly than you anticipated, but most of the guys seemed ready. There were a few nerves you could feel, but they weren’t too bad. Kenny was up first.
Kenny did “We Are the Champions” and he was pretty good. He clearly knew the words, but he was also nervous and shy. You found that surprising since he was a pro wrestler and part of his act was to put on a bit of a show. You cut him some slack, though. This was out of his element.
Taron was second, and he was better. His performance did come out more like Elton than like Freddie, but he was really feeling the music. You could tell he had wanted to play and sing himself, so he was holding back a little bit.
Mike was third. He did “We Will Rock You” and had a lot of energy, but it was more his own than like Freddie. You didn’t mind, since you liked Mike’s style, but it didn’t bode well for him as far as the competition went.
Allen was fourth, and he did “Hammer to Fall.” So far, he came the closest to looking like Freddie up on stage. He was upbeat and had obviously studied the movements. The only problem was that it came off a little too rehearsed.
Richard went next. He had the same idea as Taron to do “Bohemian Rhapsody” so he wouldn’t have to move around so much. He was even more reserved than Taron. Evidently, he was not much of a performer at all, despite how much he loved the music.
Joe was sixth. He did “Crazy Little Thing Called Love.” It was similar in idea to Taron and Richard, because he got to use an instrument. Joe could actually play guitar, so he mimed it well. Like Mike, he was more Joe than Freddie. Joe wasn’t a shy person at all, so he was still entertaining.
Finally, it was Rami. From the first notes of “Radio GaGa,” you could tell there was something different about Rami’s performance. Every move, every step, every turn was intentional, but looked effortlessly Freddie. It took you off guard. Rami looked the most like Freddie, and with this performance, you were convinced he had a spiritual connection to the man. You looked over at Brian and Roger. Brian had tears in his eyes. Roger was closing his mouth just as you looked. They saw it too. Adam placed a comforting hand on each of their shoulders.
When Rami finished, the whole arena was deathly silent. All eyes were fixed on Rami, who stood breathless on stage, but looking proud. He also looked like...not Rami. That last note rang out, and for a moment, it was as if Freddie himself stood there.
Finally, Roger cleared his throat.
“Well done,” he choked out. “We’ll just need a...a moment to uh, discuss.”
The band walked out of earshot for a moment and you approached Rami.
“I think you shook them up,” you said. “You certainly shook me up.”
He shot you a worried glance.
“In a good way,” you assured him. “Believe me, you were incredible.”
The band returned and appeared to have recovered from their shock.
“Everybody did a fine job,” Brian began. “Just remember to not be so shy. Show Y/N that you can open up and be yourself.”
“This really brought me back,” Roger added. “But one person in particular really captured Freddie’s spirit today.”
“And that person is Rami,” Adam announced.
You let out a cheer and clapped for Rami, and the rest of the men joined you. You hugged him around the neck as you congratulated him.
“Thanks, Y/N,” he said bashfully.
“Congratulations, Rami,” Brian said. “Enjoy your time with Y/N first tonight, and remember to use it wisely.”
Everyone thanked the band for their part, and got autographs before they left. Then it was time for the evening portion of the date. It was still at Wembley, in a private box, which overlooked the field. The stage set up had been removed already, so it was returned to its sport ready look. It was still lit up in the darkness by the stadium lights.
You met the men in the box and gave a toast. Then, you took Rami by the hand and led him out. Also reserved for you was the next box over, so you could have private conversations. You and Rami went in there and sat down to chat.
“You were seriously amazing today,” you told him. “That was like, Oscar worthy.”
He chuckled. “I dunno about all that, but I definitely had fun. Freddie Mercury is pretty special to me.”
“Why’s that?” you wondered.
“Well, we sort have a lot in common,” he said. “We’re both kinda awkward brown boys from immigrant families, but with a lot of dreams.”
“I can see that,” you said. “You feel that strongly about acting?”
“I do,” he said. “I take it very seriously. I believe in myself, and I hope that someday I can be big enough to win an Oscar. I wanna be like Freddie, where kids who look like me can start believing that they can succeed too.”
You loved that idea and what it represented. The only thing for you was that actors were away a lot, and you wanted to raise a family. With a partner.
“How does that dream fall in with your desire to have a family?” you asked.
“Lots of actors have families,” he said. “I’m already settled in LA, where most of the jobs are, and that’s where I’d want to raise my family. And I’d work with my partner to make sure my schedule didn’t interfere with important things. I know it won’t be easy, but I am family oriented, and I know I can do both. But the last thing I wanna do is settle.”
“Settle?” you questioned.
“I mean, I don’t want to take some safe, nine-to-five job just because I want to get married and have a family,” he said. “I want to pursue my dreams so that my kids will have someone they can really be proud of. Someone who didn’t give up on his passion.”
You smiled. “I like that. You’re a very driven person, Rami, I hadn’t noticed that about you before.”
“Well, I’m glad you’re learning now,” he said. “I am driven and focused and there’s a lot I want out of life.”
You both paused to sip your drinks.
“What about you?” he said. “What are you passionate about?”
“I’m most passionate about family,” you said. “I didn’t really have those connections as a kid. My family isn’t very close. I want that unit, that strength that comes with being together.”
“That’s a beautiful sentiment,” he said. “Is there anything else?”
“Like what?” you wondered.
“Like hobbies,” he said. “Y/N, don’t you have interests besides that?”
“I read a lot,” you told him. “And I like fashion and beauty, but those are just normal girl things.”
“Are you kidding?” he returned. “There’s a lot there to go with. Do you ever design your own stuff?”
You blushed. “I...well, I do sort of have this dream of starting my own clothing label.”
“That’s awesome!” he said excitedly. “Tell me more!”
“Well, I’d want to use all recycled materials so we’re not being wasteful,” you said. “That way it’s like thrifting, but you’ll still get the latest styles. Everything would just be re-designed and…” you trailed off. “Sorry. It’s kind of a silly idea.”
“Not at all!” he insisted. “I think it’s a great idea. Environmentally friendly and everything. That’s amazing, Y/N. Don’t doubt yourself.”
“You certainly help me believe in it,” you replied, all embarrassment fading away at his enthusiasm.
“I want to help you believe in yourself,” he said. “It’s important to me.”
“It is?”
“Yes, Y/N,” he said. “I want to be there for you. I’m falling in love with you and I want to help you see yourself through my eyes.”
Your heart skipped a beat. You grinned.
“You’re falling in love with me?”
“More and more every day,” he assured you.
With that, he kissed you. Rami’s kisses were always deeply passionate and romantic. It made you feel like you two were on the cover of a romance novel or something. You felt like you were in your own romance novel because you were falling for Rami too. He was just so special.
Rami: I really am falling in love with Y/N. I can just see a wonderful future with her as my wife. She’s everything you could ever want.
After Rami, Joe wanted to see you. Your time with Joe went as well as it usually did. You laughed together a lot and discussed the date. He reassured you that he was falling for you. You were tempted to say it back, but hesitated. You felt strongly for Joe, but there was still more to explore there.
Allen pulled you after Joe. You were still holding back with Allen, and you felt that he was too. He had told you more of his story on your one on one, but since then, you hadn’t had a serious conversation. You didn’t feel uncomfortable around him or anything, but there was something more you wanted. Like he was only giving himself partially to this. You wanted him to give everything.
Richard came next. Similar to Allen, he held back from you. He had divulged even less information about himself. Less than any of the other men there. Richard was fun and easygoing, but you wanted him to dig deeper. He just wasn’t going there. You needed to find out why.
Taron followed after Richard. Taron was not afraid of giving his heart to you, and you could feel it ever since that one on one. Every time you spoke to him, the relationship moved forward, in the right direction. You always looked forward to your time with him, and today was no different.
There was a piano in the private box, and Taron made good on his promise to play for you. He began with “Your Song” by Elton John, one of your favorites. His voice was swoon-worthy, and you loved listening. Each time he sang, you pictured him in your house together, singing your kids to sleep or just serenading you before bed. He felt like home to you.
“Life really is wonderful with you in the world, Y/N,” he said as he finished. “It’s becoming pretty difficult to imagine my life without you in it.”
“That’s sweet,” you said. “I’d have a hard time without you, too.”
“Really, Y/N,” he said. “I’m falling in love with you. Hard.”
You met his gaze, heart racing with joy.
“I’m so happy you told me,” you whispered. “You’re amazing, Taron.”
He kissed you. Short and sweet because neither of you could stop smiling.
Mike and Kenny also made things difficult on you because they both told you they were falling in love as well. You felt like all of them deserved roses tonight, but you knew who you wanted the rose to go to. As you all gathered back in the original box, you picked it up off the table.
“Thank you all for an incredible day,” you said. “We got a bit of a rock concert and I got to see you all just have a good time. But I wanna give this rose to someone who really proved himself today. Who showed me something new and moved our relationship forward.”
You found Rami’s eyes.
“Rami, will you accept this rose?”
“I will,” he assured you, getting to his feet.
You pinned it to his jacket as he kissed your cheek. Then, you bid them all goodnight. You were still riding the high of the day when you remembered that the following day, you had your two on one with Ben and Luke.
The date card arrived for Ben and Luke while the rest of the men were at the cocktail party with you. Gwilym retrieved it and read it out loud.
“Ben and Luke,” he said. “I want us to grow. Love, Y/N.”
“Let’s just get this over with,” Ben groaned.
“What, eager to go home?” Luke taunted.
Ben rolled his eyes and went to his room for the night.
The next day, Ben and Luke each placed their luggage by the door. Whoever went home, the producers would come and take their luggage to the airport. The two men were driven by car to meet you in a lovely garden and park. Everything was blooming so it was the perfect time of year for a date like this. You just wished you weren’t dreading it so much. One of them was going home, but you felt like you needed time with both of them. Hopefully today would be enough.
“Hi, guys,” you greeted, trying to sound chipper as they hugged you one by one. “So today, we’re having a picnic in the park. It’s really beautiful here, so let’s have a good day, yeah?”
“O’course,” Ben agreed.
“Definitely,” Luke added.
“Okay, let’s go.”
You led them over the set up that was reserved for you. It was a small table with three chairs around it. You sat first - in between them - and then poured everyone a glass of champagne. The champagne was more for you, really. The tension in the air could be cut with a knife, and you needed to feel at ease. These two had such animosity between them.
“So, Luke, you wanna go talk?” you asked.
“Sure, yeah,” he agreed.
You walked around a hedge to another small table. You took a swig of your drink and then looked at him.
“So, I know you’re not over everything that happened in Asheville, and neither am I,” you said.
“No, I’m over it,” he protested. “Really, I’m not mad at you anymore. I wanna move on.”
“I wanna move on too,” you said. “But I feel like we have to talk about this because this is a disagreement on something fundamental, and I don’t think you understand that.”
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“Like, you were angry at me for taking off my clothes in front of Joe,” you said. “Because of your beliefs, you felt like it was disrespectful. I don’t know any other way to tell you that I don’t share those beliefs and you can’t force them on me.”
“I don’t want to force them on you,” he said. “But I think that you should be more aware of our feelings in this and behave - y’know - properly.”
That familiar anger stirred in the pit of your stomach.
“Okay, Luke, I behaved just fine -”
“Really?” he scoffed. “Getting naked in front of a guy on your first date with him is fine behavior?”
You could have screamed.
“Oh my God,” you sighed. “Let’s get one thing straight, okay? I can do whatever the hell I want. This is my journey, it’s my body, and whatever I decide to do with it is up to me and not subject to your approval.”
“Y/N, I’m just trying to help you,” he said gently. “I prayed about it, and I feel like my purpose here is to save you.”
“To save me?” you questioned.
“You’re being led astray by these other men,” he said. “But together, we can -”
“Okay, Luke, stop,” you said. “We’re not getting into theological arguments today. Clearly, it doesn’t matter to you that I don’t want to hear it. The other thing we need to address is why you lied about Joe and Ben.”
“I didn’t lie,” he insisted. “I know what I heard.”
“But none of the other guys heard it,” you reminded him. “And if they said it out loud, they said it to someone with ears, so they must have heard it. Just be honest and tell me why you did it.”
“I know I heard that conversation, Y/N,” he said firmly. “I’m not a liar.”
“So literally every other guy in that house is?” you challenged.
“Y/N, please,” he begged. “I love you. I want this more than anything. And look at what we’ve overcome.”
“Luke, we haven’t overcome anything!” you cried. “We’re still working this out because you’re not being honest with me!”
“I’m telling you my truth!” he returned.
A beat passed in uncomfortable silence.
“Do you believe me when I say that I love you?” he asked.
You held his gaze. Then you took a deep breath.
“No,” you said heavily.
He looked away, unable to form words.
Ben: I’m kind of nervous about today. She’s kept him around long enough for me to think there must really be something there that I’m not seeing. I just hope my connection with her is stronger.
You and Luke returned to where Ben was still waiting. Nothing else had been said. You grabbed Ben’s hand and led him away next, desperate for some relief. Luke made you feel like every step of this process was such a battle. Ben excited you, and you hoped he still did.
“How are you?” he asked.
“Okay,” you said. “I’m sorry to put you through this, I know it’s not easy.”
“No worries, love,” he said. “You’re worth all of this. Every part of this journey.”
You smiled, and you felt warmth returning to your body. You realized within seconds of talking to Ben that Luke made you feel cold and closed off. Ben made you feel warm and open. That was the feeling you were looking for.
“How are you?” you asked him.
“I’m perfect, now I’m with you,” he replied. “I’m not going to lie, watching the other guys going out with you throughout the week isn’t easy, but I’m here for the long haul. I’m ready to stick it out if it means you and me at the end.”
You leaned into his chest and hummed happily. He wrapped his arms around you. Then he pressed his lips to the top of your head. You felt cared for and respected.
“I can’t tell you how relieved I was that you believed me last week,” he said. “Knowing that you trust me, and you’re willing to hear from everyone, it makes me fall for you all the more. You’re fair and kind and patient. I dunno how you put up with the lot of us.”
You giggled and then looked up at him.
“Well, you’re all so handsome, it’s hard to stay mad at you,” you teased.
“I see,” he joked back. “You’re just in it for the eye candy.”
“Haven’t you heard?” you asked sarcastically. “I’m actually looking for a trophy husband.”
He chuckled. “It’s almost hard for me to joke about, since I actually like almost everyone.”
You smiled. “Really?”
“You’ve got a fantastic group here,” he said. “As heartbroken as I’d be if it’s not me and you, I know you’d be in good hands.”
“That’s so sweet, Ben,” you said.
You felt such a soft affection for him in this moment. That comment made one thing abundantly clear to you: Ben wanted only what was best for you, whatever made you happiest, even if it wasn’t him. You wondered how he’d never been in love before, when he gave it so freely and selflessly. Your value to him did not hinge on your behavior with the other men.
You chatted with Ben a while longer, just trying to forget about what Luke had said. Plus, you liked Ben a lot and enjoyed talking to him. It was quickly becoming more than liking him, which scared you a little, but you knew he would be there to catch you once you fell. You were still teetering on the edge.
Your decision was made when you returned to where Luke waited. There was no need to give him any more chances. You didn’t trust him anymore, and you had such different beliefs, it never would work out. You sat down and picked up the rose.
“I’m gonna be perfectly honest and say that this was not a very difficult decision for me today,” you said. “So far, this has been the easiest decision I’ve made.”
You looked at Ben and decided to get right to it.
“Ben, will you accept this rose?”
You heard Luke suck in a soft breath as you and Ben stood up. You pinned the rose on him and hugged him tight. Then you looked at Luke.
“Can I walk you out?” you asked.
“Yeah, okay,” he said, still dazed.
“I’ll be right back,” you told Ben.
You and Luke walked together toward the car that was waiting to take him to the airport. Ben heaved a relieved sigh and sat back down with a wide grin on his face.
Back at the house, Joe was closest to the door when he heard it open. The producer was there to take the luggage.
“Guys!” Joe yelled. “It’s happening!”
The rest of the men rushed to the door to find out who it was. They watched with bated breath as the producer’s hand stretched out and grabbed Luke’s luggage. They all roared with delight and began jumping and hugging each other as the door closed again. Luke was leaving at last!
“Hold on, let me get champagne!” Gwilym cried, jogging to the kitchen.
They all followed him, still laughing and congratulating each other. Gwilym handed out the glasses and Joe stood on the counter to make a toast.
“To Ben,” he said. “For getting that f***er out of here at last.”
“To Ben!” the others echoed before taking a drink.
“And to Y/N,” Rami said. “For making the right choice.”
“Y/N!” they cried, and they all downed their drinks.
Back on the date, you walked Luke to the black van waiting for him. You stood outside the door to let him say something.
“I just…” he trailed off. “I don’t understand.”
“I’m sorry, Luke,” you said. “We’re just too different. We have different beliefs, different values. And we couldn’t move past those things.”
“But I love you,” he said.
You shook your head. “I don’t think you do. I think you love the woman that you want me to be. The version of me that you created who does take part in your faith and share that with you. But that’s not who I am.”
“I…” he lost words again.
“I really am sorry,” you said. “I hope you find that person.”
“Thanks,” he said dully.
You opened the door for him. He slid into the seat. You closed the door and watched the car pull away. You were certain you had done the right thing. Luke was so wrong for you in so many ways. But you meant what you said. You were sure that girl was out there somewhere for him. But he was not for you.
You hurried back to Ben and leapt into his arms when you saw him. You kissed him as you wrapped your legs around his waist.
“It’s just you and me tonight, baby!” you cried.
“Thank God!” he returned.
That night, you and Ben went to a fine restaurant and had a wonderful dinner. It was similar to your one on one, where the conversation flowed. You talked about serious things and lighthearted things. Neither of you brought up Luke again. Ben looked as if a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders.
After dinner, you walked around nearby and saw a street performer playing the cello. The melody was soaring and beautiful. Ben spun you into his arms and began to sway with you. You wrapped your arms around his neck and stood with him, heart full. He opened his eyes to meet yours.
“Y/N, I’m falling in love with you,” he said simply.
You saw how much he meant it in those beautiful green eyes of his. Tears welled up in yours. You were no longer teetering. You slipped right off the edge.
“I’m falling in love with you too,” you returned, without thinking.
You were not supposed to say “love” to anyone but the person you got engaged to, but you didn’t feel bad about breaking the rules for Ben. He had shown you today how much you meant to him. And he meant that much to you too. If you weren’t with him at the end of this, you wished only for him to have a happy and fulfilling life. You genuinely hoped he was at the end of this though because you weren’t ready to let him go. You weren’t sure you ever would be.
The following day, you once again decided to cancel the cocktail party. You knew where your heart was, and you didn’t want to drag out the whole night when your mind was made up. So when you arrived at the hotel, you were ready.
The hotel had a lovely ballroom on the first floor where you were having the rose ceremony. You walked in and forced a smile. This was going to be a pretty tough one. Two men would be leaving that you really liked.
“Sorry again for the cocktail party,” you said. “But I really am just trying to follow my heart.”
You waited a beat before picking up the first rose. There were only four.
“Joe,” you called.
He walked forward proudly.
“Joe, will you accept this rose?”
“I will.”
He returned to the group. You picked up the next rose.
“Taron,” you said.
He beamed at you and jogged up.
“Taron, will you accept this rose?” you asked with a smile, since his was contagious.
“Of course.”
You pinned it on him and he walked back over. You saw Richard take a deep breath.
“Richard,” you said.
He exhaled before walking over.
“Richard, will you accept this rose?”
“Always.”
As Richard returned to the group, Chris Harrison walked out.
“Y/N, gentlemen,” he said. “This is the final rose tonight. When you’re ready, Y/N.”
You picked up the rose. You found the man you wanted to give it to.
“Allen,” you said.
You saw the relief wash over him as he approached you.
“Allen, will you accept this rose?”
“I certainly will,” he assured you.
He walked back over to the group. Mike and Kenny looked dejected, and you understood why. It was never easy.
“Kenny, Mike, I’m sorry,” Chris said. “Take a moment, say your goodbyes.”
They took a while to say goodbye to the guys, which did sort of make you feel good. You liked that the remaining men were friends.
Kenny came up to you first.
“I’m sorry,” you said, suddenly choking on the words. You weren’t sure when the tears started. “You deserve so much -”
“Don’t, Y/N,” he said gently. “It was a pleasure getting to know you.”
You nodded and he pulled you into a hug.
“You’re gonna be amazing,” he whispered to you.
With that, he left and headed to the car waiting for him. Mike came up next. You actually sobbed. Mike was such a wonderful man, and you hated that you weren’t there with him.
“I’m so sorry,” you sniffled.
“It’s okay,” he assured you with a smile. “You’re beautiful and strong, okay? I know you’ll find your happiness.”
“You will too,” you replied softly.
He reached over to wipe away a tear with his thumb.
“Good luck, Y/N.”
He too, departed.
The remaining men moved forward to engulf you in a group hug. While you were sure of the decisions you had made, you hated to hurt people, and both Kenny and Mike had told you they were falling for you. But you couldn’t get there with them, and it was terrible. They were great guys. You just knew they weren’t right for you.
“So,” you said, fanning your face a bit. “Next, we’re going to -”
“Y/N!” someone bellowed from the lobby of the hotel.
Your brow furrowed.
“Is that…” you trailed off, eyes going wide with horror.
Then he appeared in the doorway of the ballroom.
“Luke!” you cried. “What are you doing here?!”
“I’m not giving up on us,” he said, marching toward you.
His body language looked dangerous. Joe was closest to you and you reached for him. He immediately caught on and wrapped his arms around you, placing himself between you and Luke.
The other men stood in front of the two of you, not allowing Luke any closer.
“She sent you home, Luke,” said Richard darkly. “You can’t be here.”
“I just wanna talk, Y/N,” Luke said, ignoring Richard and trying to look around him. “Y/N, please! I just wanna work this out!”
“Well, I don’t!” you returned. “Just go!”
“I know there’s something here!” he insisted. “There’s gotta be! Don’t give up!”
You peered at him around Joe’s arm.
“No, there isn’t!” you shouted. “You’re scaring me, Luke. Just leave.”
He moved forward, but Ben placed a hand on his chest.
“Not a step closer,” Ben warned.
“Just stay out of this,” Luke spat.
“She asked you to leave, Luke,” Allen said. “So go.”
“No, I’m not giving up,” Luke said.
“Oh, my God,” you whispered into Joe’s chest. “Oh, my God.”
Joe lowered his lips to your ear. “Don’t worry. We’re not gonna let him anywhere near you.”
“This is just crazy,” you went on. “He’s acting crazy.”
“Y/N, please!” Luke continued to plead.
Chris Harrison at last approached, accompanied by security guards. Chris went directly to you.
“What do you wanna do, Y/N?” he asked. “Do you wanna talk to him?”
“No!” you insisted. “I want him to leave!”
“Okay,” Chris said. He turned to Luke. “Luke, it’s time to go.”
The security guards stepped toward him, but he stepped away.
“Wait!” he pressed. “Wait, Y/N - just - please. Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t want me here. That’s the only way I’ll believe it.”
You met his gaze with a scowl.
“I don’t want you here,” you said venomously. “Get out.”
He sighed, shoulders sagging. Then, he straightened up, turned on his heel, and stormed out. You hoped that was the last you ever saw of him.
“You alright?” Joe asked.
You nodded. “Yeah, I’m good.” You looked at Chris. “He did actually leave, right?”
He nodded. “We made sure of it.”
You took a deep breath.
“You wanna tell them where we’re going next?” he asked.
You let yourself smile, even though you were still a bit shaken.
“Yeah,” you said. You addressed the men. “Guys, we’re going to Killarney, Ireland!”
Allen whooped and pumped a fist in the air. You laughed. You knew he’d be excited to be back home in Ireland. But the rest of the guys seemed excited too. You gazed at them in awe. It was hard to believe that you had already narrowed it down to seven guys. Seven incredible guys. You couldn’t ask for more.
That night, as you packed in your hotel room, you heard a knock at the door. For a moment, you feared Luke had come to speak to you again, but you told production you didn’t want him near you. Still, you peeked through the peephole before answering. The man behind it took your breath away. You thought your eyes were playing tricks on you. It couldn’t be! Could it?
You opened the door apprehensively.
“Jamie?”
To be continued…
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currently vibing in a two-week lockdown, can you share some of your favorite fics? i need some new things to read, and I've got too much time on my hands-
Aw man, same! The rest of my actual Spring Semester got turned online… Let’s see…..Fic recs for the pseudo End of the World (Courtesy of AO3, arranged by most prominent ship!) Keep in mind that my descriptions are shorter and written mostly for comedic effect than the actual fics, so if something looks interesting Click it! Get more info about it! Don’t just take my word! I tried my best to get a lot of variety of fics and topics and tropes, as well as authors that might not be as well known! Uhhh here are the links to lists I’ve already made for various other reasons check out my Fic Rec Masterlist!
I also am including various of my fav authors masterlists for funsies!
jungle321jungle’s || Max-isTired’s || TrashficParlour’s || Lefaystrent’s || Mine!
Completed Fics
A Deal in which Virgil tries to summon a familiar and gets a Circle King instead. And he’s really pretty. (Anxceit)
Love Like You in which Virgil decides to give up looking for a romantic partner and considers adopting instead. He finds more than he’s looking for with a set of twins and the man who watches over them (Anxceit)
A Dragon’s Tail in which Logan is cursed to be a Dragon by his best friends stepmother, Virgil is struggling to learn a power he can’t control, Patton who’d rather marry a servant than the Prince, and Roman has no clue what is going on but the Prince he’s supposed to be saving can probably kick his ass. (Logicality, Prinxiety)
A Game of Vice in which Remus kidnaps Roman and turns it into a game of who can come save him from his lonely tower. (Logicality, Prinxeity)
double down with the paradigms in which Logan tries to explain away his own OCD while dealing with the emotions he has for a certain Pre-Vet. Excellent depiction of OCD, made me cry, 300/10 would read again. (Logicality, Prinxiety)
It Takes Two to Tango in which Roman begs his brother, Logan, to let him go back in time to meet a famous dancer. Falling in Love was not part of the plan. (Prinxiety, Logicality)
A favorite star in the heavens in which everyone has at least one soulmate. They’re luckily enough to have three each. (LAMP)
Forgotten Forests and Magnified Myths in which Logan finds out very suddenly that he has the passive ability to talk to dragons. (DAMP, Remilie)
Sense5 in which five people in different countries are suddenly psychically linked together and uh…yeah fun times. (DLAMP)
Stray Hearts Are Subject To Change in which black cat hybrid Virgil plans to die very heroically in an alley and Roman completely messes up that plan by being a decent human being. (Prinxiety, Logicality)
Hidden In Shadows in which Virgil is the boogieman every adult warned you about but he doesn’t actually enjoy being scary. Good thing the three Sanders kids aren’t scared of anything. (Not so good for their very confused Dad who isn’t sure what to do about their new imaginary friend)
Paved with Good Intentions in which the dark sides agree to send Virgil to the light sides as a way to get Thomas to listen to them more. Now if Virgil can just get along with the Light sides enough to actually start making some progress…
Absent Gods and Silent Tyranny or: How Logan Learned to Stop Over Thinking and Love Everyone in which Logan is a morally grey scientist who just works for supervillains because they pay well. He doesn’t expect someone like Virgil to change that.
Series
Clouds and Moss AU in which the sides are gods and its very gay and very good. (Intrulogical, Roceit)
Colors in which Logan is an excellent Dad, Virgil is an amazing son, and the world is very colorful. (Logicality)
Labeled in which Logan is a famous superhero, Patton is a doctor, and they adopt the would-be super villain and everything is soft and lovely and I cry at the purity. (Logicality, Remilie)
Fbi!au in which the sides work for the fbi and I diligently reread these series of oneshots for a daily dose of serotonin! (Logince, Moxiety)
Growing Old is More Fun with You in which Patton is a PTA dad and so is Deceit and they have a “rivalry”. (Mociet)
Gilded Cage in which Roman is forced to dance for the fairy queen whenever she wants it. (Prinxiety)
Renegades! in which the sides live in a dystopia and fight the government while being completely in love with each other. (Prinxiety, Logiciality)
Love and Other Fairytales in which a couple decides to keep their changling and their actual son, a child is cursed gifted a voice that makes people do whatever he says, a boy makes a rotten deal for the sake of his friend, and centuries before any of this, a fae prince is tricked into an endless sleep by his brother.
The Vampire Hunting Vampire in which Virgil was turned into a monster and LPR slowly convince him he’s not as bad as he thinks he is. Through cuddles. (LAMP, DLAMP)
Wasteland, Baby! in which there are things in the woods and Patton gets,,, intimate with them. On purpose! (LAMP)
Destined in which Damian has successfully ignored his Soulmates for five years and he planned on doing it for much longer but on his twentieth birthday fate intervenes with a second soultrait that forces him to come face to face with all of them. (DLAMP)
Old Gods in which Gods sometimes walk the earth and Remus is pleased to hear that people are still making offerings to him– wait that is not a goat. And other fun stories!
Sit back and watch the world go by in which Virgil is a human abducted by alien smugglers, befriends Patton, breaks out, and everyone fears humans as space orcs, almost as much as Virgil is afraid of them.
Teaming the Pieces Together in which Thomas is a pokemon trainer and eevees just…click with him.
Tales from the Dark Sides in which the author provides a lovely hub of works where Virgil is abused by OC dark sides and DLMPR are there to help patch him up.
Uncle Emile and the Super Nephews in which Emile gets custody of his six nephews and tries to bond with them. They in turn try very hard not to tell him they have superpowers.
Cuffed Universe in which Remus is a cop chasing after a hacker, Logan breaks the laws and Virgil would just like tO KEEP ONE JOB WITHOUT ONE OR BOTH OF THE OTHERS DRAGGING HIM INTO THEIR SHIT. (Analomus)
Ongoing Fics
The Origin in which space travel via Thomas Sanders’s ship SS Revelation gets more complicated when the Planets themselves turn out to be entities who aren’t all on board with humanity spreading to the rest of the solar system. (Remile)
Delicato in which Logan and Patton are music professors with very different conceptions of music, and Virgil and Roman are students in both their classes who just want them to kiss already. (Logicality, Prinxiety)
Coming out of The Shadows in which a small mutant child Virgil is treated as subhuman because of his uncontrolled ability to manipulate shadows up until a scientist buys him. (Royality)
Falling Stars At My Command in which Roman wishes on a star and Patton reaps the benefits while Logan unfortunately gets dragged along for the ride. (Royality)
Sugar in which Patton has three sons and no free time to bother with a relationship while he’s trying to manage bills. At least until Roman walks into his life. Sugar Daddy anyone? (Royality)
A Man, a Snake, and a Rat in which Logan, Deceit, and Remus become college roomates (Intruloceit)
a.s.h.es, ashes (We all fall down) in which after Logan almost dies during one of his recuse missions, him and his partner start to dig into the superhero agency they’re employed by and stumble into something far bigger than they expected. (Logicality, Prinxiety, LAMP? LAMP)
Keep him safe in which Detective Logan falls for the owner of his new favorite bakery while his partner Roman falls for the gang member they’re chasing. Ft: emotions, a pet rat, dealing with delusions 101, trauma, and family so gooey it literally makes me melt whenever it updates. I love this fic so much. (Advertises as Logicality and Prinxiety but theres so much LAMP I can’t not put it down here)
Multitudes in which Virgil works at a coffeeshop, pines over the customers that come in, and wonders why they all tip him so well. (LAMP)
Songbird in which the only thing keeping Virgil’s parents alive is his voice: the moment the (new) King gets tired of listening to him its off with all their heads. And Virgil’s okay with that, he is…. Until three visiting nobles leaving him wishing for his freedom for the first time since he was ten. (LAMP)
Shatter in which Logan gets fed up with not being listened to, and takes some poor advice from Rage, which ends with the entire Mindscape being turned upside down and inside out. Now its up to Deceit fix it all. (aka the author decided it was about high time Deceit got some love and appreciation and I’m out here living for it.) (DAMP)
Incredible Cosmic Power in which Virgil awakens some genies by accident and they refuse to let him go back to living a relatively normal peaceful life. (DLAMP)
Plea for my New Self in which Vampire Virgil decides he wants to start over again, and goes back to college to work on coding. There he proceeds to do reckless good with his absurd amount of wealth and a “fuck it” attitude. Actually one of my favorite things ever okay. I love this one so much. (DLAMP)
Your Wish Is My Command in which Thomas accidentally rubs six lamps and becomes the glorified babysitter to six jinn who definitely don’t trust him. But its fineeee. (DLAMP)
6 Dads in which Deceit, Emile, Remus, Roman, Thomas, and Remy make a relationship work and their children aren’t sure how but go along with it anyway.
Rebel Rebel in which Thomas, a well respected man, visits the Imagination, for some pleasure business as a one time thing. Except that he keeps coming back. Maybe maybe falls in love with one, two, thr– all of the men who work there.
A New Kind of Experiment in which Virgil runs away from home, and ends up kidnapped by merman, and somehow he doesn’t mind that much.
Becoming His Own Hero in which everyone has to juggle their superhero lives with their regular lives and sometimes…its just hard.
don’t wanna be a tragedy in which brothers Roman and Remus get a house and subsequently find out its totally, completely, 100% haunted.
Don’t You, Forget About Me in which the author recreates Breakfast club and does it spectacularly.
Heart’s Heroes in which Patton may be a villain but that does not mean he wants to see the child heroes of the city dead.
Mortals and Fae in which Deceit barely escapes the wrath of his town when they all turn against him. Dying, he stumbles into a fairy circle hoping that with his name the fae make his death short and sweet. Big Shock for him when he wakes up with a Fairy Prince swearing to protect him.
Sanders Family in which Thomas adopts six kids and has no regrets about it.
How Not to Go About an Important Inspection in which after a devastating betrayal the crew of the USS Bifrost is docked for repairs and the crew just wants to go back to being a normal family but Command is insisting on an inspection to ensure nothing so…drastic occurs again.
Symbiotic in which certain Vampires have a vemon that leaves with victims craving getting their blood drunken. Deceit, one of these Victims, continues to burn bridges because that’s easier than admitting he might need help dealing with this.
#greengabs#fic recs#Lockdown 2020 list#god this took me like eight hours to put together#I hope this helps
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Steamy Passion
Request: On the way on hunt her and the boys have to sleep in the car and dean his horny and keep touching her when they are talking with Sammy before going to sleep without let sam know what is doing but she keep slap his hands to stop. When Sam is asleep and reader is lying on him she see dean unbutton is pants and lowering is boxer and she tell him what is doing there’s Sam sleeping and when he unbutton her pants and lowering her slip he tell him then she have to be quiet really quiet with his low sexy voice, when he enter her he pull her on is chest kissing her and moving his hips slowly when she slap his hips to go harder he take her hands on is neck and he go really hard with one hand on her lower back pulling her close and one hand on her mount because she’s screaming(the first time having hard sex)and when she take dean rhythm dean is bite her shoulder to not scream him too. When they are both a sweat mess he kiss her both giggling and Sam clears his throat tell that is scared to open his eyes and that dean ruined her innocence deflorating her and dean start laughing and they recompose they’re clothing and this time are cuddling before dean caressing her hair kissing her neck and her caressing dean hair he said her for the first time “I love you” and she start kiss him passionately and he tell her to stop or they’re are having a second round and Sam blur “I kill you if you don’t keep your cock in your pants” she tell in dean ear of the river outside and they have slow passionate sex in the river and the morning after Sam find them sleeping on the grass with blankets and wake dean to tell him to dress and to wake her.
Pairing: Dean x Reader, Sam Winchester
Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, Impala sex, unintended voyeurism, awkward situations, implied smut/ light smut
“Can’t we drive a bit longer to sleep at a motel? I hate being stuck in the backseat.” You whine but Dean shakes his head.
“We drove far too long, all of us. Next motel is three hours away so we will park over there. It’s safe and we can have a few hours of sleep.” Dean says and you sigh.
“But I’m getting cold!” Sam is already moving into the front seat, trying to get comfortable with his long legs. You need to hold back a giggle as you watch your friend tossing and turning till he finds a position he can sleep in.
“I’ll warm you up.” Dean rasps and you lick your lips. “Dean!” You warn but he nuzzles his nose into your neck and a moan escapes your lips. His hands start traveling underneath the blanket covering you and you feel him brushing his fingers over your clothed pussy. “Dean...”
Getting braver Dean squeezes your ass with his free hand and you slap it away. “Dean…” you mouth, and he gives you a cocky grin.
“Night, guys. Wake me when we are ready to continue the ride.” Sam yawns turning around to find sleep.
“Good, we should sleep too. How about you lie down onto my chest and I’ll warm you up?” Dean raps and you sigh. He won’t stop touching you…little pervert.
Finally lying comfortable on Dean’s chest, you cock a brow as you watch him opening his fly. There’s a ruffling of clothes and then Dean shoves his pants and boxers down far enough to free his cock.
“No…! Sam is right next to us!” You whisper but Dean just moves his hands to your pants to undo the buttons. “Then you have to be quiet, Baby.” Your boyfriend rasps, voice low.
Silently shoving your pants and panties down your legs he chuckles as you wiggle out of your clothing.
You try to be as silent as possible when you straddle Dean’s lap to sink onto him.
Moans want to escape your mouth, but Dean brings you close to his chest to swallow the noises with his lips.
Glancing at Sam in the front seat you see he’s sleeping peacefully so you relax against Dean as he starts moving. Gyrating his hips, he grinds and alternatively thrusts into you.
“Harder…” You whisper but Dean shakes his head. He can’t risk waking Sam up, so he rolls his hips gentle and even, but you slap his thigh. “Harder…” You mutter moving your arms around his neck to start rocking your hips.
Dean is not amused so he presses one hand to your lower back and covers your mouth with one hand.
Wondering you look at Dean but then he starts pumping harder into you. Good thing Dean is covering your mouth, or you would wake Sam with the noises you make. Finding a rhythm with Dean you chuckle into his hand as he starts moaning himself.
He’s close to losing his cool and curse your name so he bites your shoulder as he fills you with his cum. Not far behind you scrape your nails over his neck as you orgasm around Dean.
“That was awesome.” Dean whispers and you giggle at his words. Sweaty but beyond sated you capture his lips in a soft kiss.
“Ahem…are you two done? I’m scared to open my eyes guys. Seriously, Y/N? Dean, you ruined her for sure. Since you deflorated the nice girl she turned her into a pervert too…” Sam mutters and you start laughing.
Ignoring Sam’s outburst, you fix your clothing as fast as possible without giving Sam a ‘sneak peek’.
“Come here,” Dean whispers as you lie down onto his warm body. Snuggling into his chest you enjoy his gentle touch. Caressing your back, he plants soft kisses to your hair. “You know, I love you, Y/N.” Leaves Dean’s lips and you look at him with wide eyes.
It’s the first time he said these three words…he never said it before.
Your hands cup Dean’s face and you crush your lips onto his. The soft kiss turns into a searing one and Sam starts groaning.
“Fuck, Baby stop, or we are going to have round two right und now,” Dean growls and you moan but Sam is not amused at all.
“I’ll kill you if you don’t keep your cock in your pants.” The tall hunter warns.
Pressing your lips to Dean’s ear you tell him there’s a river outside. A smirk appears on your boyfriend’s face and he gives his brother a wink.
“We are going to have round two right now…don’t worry, Sammy. Not in the car.” Dean chuckles.
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Lips traveling down your neck Dean moans against the soft skin. True to his words he insisted on a second round close to the river.
The stars shine bright but you only have eyes for Dean. This time he moves slow and even – this time he makes love to you.
Dean’s hands press you close to his chest to feel your skin on his. Lips never leaving your skin he rolls his hips against yours till he hears you cry out in pleasure. Only hearing you come for him once again sends him over the edge too.
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“Dean come on…wake up, dude. It’s 6 in the morning and if anyone comes this path he will see you and Y/N.” Sam whispers poking his brother's shoulder.
“What?” Dean mutters.
“I know it’s comfortable, lying in the grass, a fluffy blanket around your ass but you need to wake Y/N. We should head home, Dean.”
“Give me five to wake her.”
“I’ll wait in the car. I don’t have the wish to see your naked ass…” Sam mutters and Dean starts chuckling at his brothers’ words.
“Dean…is it already morning?” You whine sleepily.
“Yeah, sorry but we need to get up. Sammy is pissed…”
“Hmmm…I don’t care. I love our steamy passion…”
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ahh for my dearest zhenya @fapfapfashion lover! heres that bfu post i said id make for you like monnnnnths ago i PROMISE i never forgot! just :(:( life. but anyway this was FUN i love youuuu! disclaimer: im not rly in the fandom this is all stuff i see through like just some friends reblogging stuff every now and again and whenever i go to the tag to find stuff sometimes but ANWAY I HOPE its semi coherent <3<3<3 love YOU.
OKAY I FEEL LIKE i said YEH ILL MAKE YOU A MASTERPOST FUCK YEAH but now im like hmmm making a buzzfeed unsolved masterpost is.......not that much cos its like? all there on their youtube channels like its not like music or stuff where theres yknow albums! singles! unreleased songs! special live performances! music videos! documentaries! band info! like its all over on buzzfeed multiplayer youtube and buzzfeed unsolved network youtube but whatever i can ramble about dumb shit and link some stuff so ayeee.
heres the links to the actual videos:
SUPERNATURAL
+ season one // two // three // four // five
+ supernatural: postmortem
TRUE CRIME
season one // two // three // four
+ true crime: postmortem
all eps in order (including postmortem)
personal favs
a vid that bab @chantillystars linked me and i watch it every time im feelin not fresh so i can smile
someone elses better done video round up master post! op ur incredible
now under the cut cos i realy did ramble :(
okay so THE HOSTS!
RYAN BERGARA (insta//twitter)
the fucking creator and inventer of bfu its his baby and im so proud of him and how far its come <3
when the season finale of the latest supernatural premiered it trended at number 1 over the fucking new lion king trailer and he got emo on twitter and insta about it and i cried a lil bit
fucking loves sports basketball or whatever themeparks popcorn and paddington bear
not scared enough of ghosts to not sleep in a haunted house but is scared enough that he absolutely will scream the whole entire time that he is in said haunted house
first ghost encounter was on the queen mary when he was a teenager. the ghost knocked his toothpaste of the shelf and he freaked. and now he has shat his pants at every bump in the night since. icon!
works his ass for to produce mass amounts of content for us like its fucking insane? all up there are like 9 seasons of bfu plus post-mortems and its only been going since 2014?? plus everything else hes got happening??
rly sweet and funny but like in a frat boi kinda way but like. a frat boi you could trust?
SHANE MADEJ (insta//twitter)
wasnt actually the original cohost!
(BRENT was the orignal host but had to beg out a couple episodes in cos he was juggling too many commitments so which fair!)
ryan and shane were desk partners and longtime buzzfeed pals that ? if i remember correctly? interned together back when they first started?
ryan turned to shane one day and was like ‘yo, wanna cohost this show with me?’ and shane was like 'sure.’ and honestly trying to picture it now without shane?? okay ryan and shane just bounce off each other so well theyre like a dream team. god bless them being desk buddies and work pals.
shanes a freak
does not believe in ghosts spirits orbs and all things that go bump in the night like he seems to genuinely want to but like. science and his big ass brain wont let him.
very smart! can rly work a patterned floral shirt! or plaid! kinda gives a dad vibe in glasses but then he talks and its like okay please never supervise a child!
v into history! so much so that he has his own lil show on buzzfeed aka:
RUINING HISTORY
stars him along with ryan and sara (his beautiful and smart and talented gf who also works at buzzfeed <3) with some other ever changing cohosts
hes also responsible for The Hot Dog Saga aka THE HOTDAGA and i know there are people that adore it but! in their own words! id rather walk into the sea.
ryan, too, hates the hotdaga and i feel like this was? about the hotdaga after shane sung something fuck if i remmebr
RYAN + SHANE
these gifs are from the ?second ep? i saw of them honestly it rly sums up the ryan/shane dynamic i guess
but like. the way ryan looks and laughs whenever shane says something mildly funny? hearteyes mutherfucker
above when i said shanes a freak? yeah.
ryan letting shane live as long as he has? true friendship
whenever theyre at the lil desk in their lil basement talking cases shane just talks shit and ryan just lets him and i fucking love them
the LAST FRAME
oh one time they lucked out with a hotel that had a jacuzzi tub <3
yknow what? this was actually kinda sweet. like yeh bitch
shane madej: nations greatest tragedy.
i can hear this in my head just looking at these gifs and it makes me laugh everytime and thats BAD cos a child fucking died
shanes a freak pt.2
OH SHIT one time in postmortem they joked that brent was coming back and shane was leaving and fuck? they had to actually address that it was a joke fUCK
its not all shittalking and screaming there really is some fond and happy shit too
bfu most recognisable and iconic line.
shanes hottest pick up lines when hes on site
the comments on the video for this ep about this part are fucking hilarious please read when you watch that ep
okay its common knowledge that shanes a demon which ill tlak about in a sec but THIS SCENE RIGHT HERE? ryans the fucking demon. like the way hes just standing there, hands clasped behind his back, giving shane (whos acting like a CHILD) that Look? demon bout to kill the dumbass chillin at a haunted house on halloween. come to collet a soul or 10. magical!
OKAY SO SHANE TALKS SOME BIG GAME IN THE EPS but HIS love for ryan will always melt my heart like HE LOVES and cares about ryan so much and supports buzzfeed unsolved so much and whenever things get dumb on social media shanes ready to call it out and make a post or just like. praise ryan (like he rightfully deserves) and yeah im emo about it anyway hes shane being cute part one and heres shane REALLY FUCKING going all out (!!!!!!!!!!.meme)i LOVE him also being cute part two
‘id walk into the sea.’
shanes a freak pt.3
ryan: “Are ghosts real?” shane: *this dumb face*
NERDS
i laughed for like 10 minutes the first time i watched this part thankyou shane
THEM LAUGHING TILL THEY CRIED ABOUT SOMEONE THAT DIED PLAYING THE PIANO
a real insight to shanes mind
ryan really puts up with this
shane got a bowlcut once just for funsies like okay youre no joba but good job i guess
TROPES/ICONIC MEMES/WAHTEVER:
shanes a demon
+ free real estate.meme
+ the office.meme
+ he aint right
+ JALDSHFK FUCK
+ ryan acknowledging that shane is a demon thankyou
+ like the good thing about having a guest fill in on the few times shanes been away has been ryan always being like okay so the demons not here so lets just acknowledge That
goatsman bridge
+ the video that started all this aka the one you reblogged hehhehe
+ what a fucking JOKE
+ an absolute JOKE
+ bridge owner fuck OFF
+ ksdjhfgjhsdkj.meme
sallie house
+ shane was insufferable this episode i fell in love for real how did ryan LIVE
+ like imagine trying to feel your heart beating while fucking shanes over there doing That
+ rock n roll buckaroo
+ swell has become apart of my daily vocal i hate
bobby mack
+ ‘hey there demons. its me, ya boi.’
+ ‘and frankly i dont believe in you, so i feel like im writing a letter to santa claus right now.’
+ tweet.meme
+ overall a great ep
+ can shane calm the fuck down okay i need ryan to make it out of this SAFELY and ALIVE
father thomas
+ ryans FACE also shane being that annoying sibling to ur parents
+ father thomas really went into this thinking he could help these boys to be fair shane was taking notes. ryan was just? dying inside
+ freak
+ imagine being like a 70 yr old priest hearing some dudes walking into ur congregation and overhearing ‘jesus said chill.’
bigfoot
+ ryan does not rly believe in bigfoot but shane does so like you win some you lose some
+ in the least shippy way possible this epsiode is ultimate soft gays going on a hike
+ like its just such a sweet domestic ep
+ <3
+ just happy babbey
#probably missing a lot and theres a lot of sources missing cos....... i dont have a bfu blog so none of my shits correctly tagged#like nivks is ORGANISED cos its dedicated but...... i only have one bfy tag oops#but HOPE U LIKE IT AND ITS LIKE a little bit informative#buzzfeed unsolved#bfu
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Okay so I got tagged a LOT and I didn’t get around to answering until now and this is...gonna be looong so I’m going to put this under a cut haha xD
I’m also not tagging anyone, but if you want to do any of these feel free to!
Tagged by @friendlywildflowers and @tiernamente
ONE insecurity:
Ummm, does the future count? Cause I’m really insecure/unsure about anything with my future *flops*
TWO fears:
Letting others down
Bring stuck in the same place for the rest of my life
THREE “turn-ons”: ???
Nice smiles
Being able to make me laugh
...I’m also a sucker for blue eyes man
FOUR life goals:
Write and publish at least one book
Help orphans/foster kids in some way
Continually seek God no matter what
To be a good friend
FIVE things I like:
Thunderstorms
Dark chocolate
Nature
Space
Music
SIX weaknesses:
Laziness
Fear/anxiety
Forgetfulness
Insecurity
Drawing dynamic poses
Lack of motivation
SEVEN things I love:
God
My family
My friends
Cats
Texas
Good stories/fandoms
OCs (mine and others haha xD)
Tag EIGHT people:
Tagged by @shenzi-hemlock
Rules: Answer to 30 questions and then tag 20 blogs you’d like to get to know better lets be real im not gonna do that
Nickname: Ace is the main one
Gender: Female
Zodiac: The Taurus one of whatever it’s called xD
Height: 5′6-7ish?
Age: 22
Time: 1:54 PM
Favorite Bands/ solo artists: Ummm, I’ve been big into Imagine Dragons recently actually, but also NEEDTOBREATHE and Owl City
Song stuck in my head: I don’t know but “Believer” is playing right now so?
Last movie I saw: Antman and the Wasp!
Last thing I googled: I was about to say it was “mission synonym” but then I remembered that I googled the radar cause it was raininggggg
Other blogs: I have a BUNCH that I never use xD
Do I get asks: Somewhat?
Why I chose this username: Oh gosh this story again, I was like 12 or something and saw “Ace of Hearts” which wasn’t even an amazing movie but I liked the title and then I thought Ace of Stars sounded cool so I kept that till I got on dA and that username was taken so I added 16 on the end cause it’s my fav number xD
Following: 225
Average amount of sleep: I need...a lot of sleep...usually at least nine hours haha *flops*
What I am wearing: My arc reactor shirt and jean shorts
Dream Job: I’m not even sure, something with cats or horses maybe?
Dream Trip: I really want to go to Iceland tbh...and also meet some of my mutuals xD
Favorite Food: Chicken is amazing, I love chocolate, I love most types of fruit, just give me something kind of sweet and I’m usually good (though I like salty things too xD)
Play(ed) sports: I played basketball when I was younger, but I wasn’t very good haha xD
Hair Color: Medium/golden brown
Eye color: Hazel
Most Iconic Song: Ummm...I have no clue...xD
Languages you speak/ are learning: English...I’ve tried learning Spanish and ASL but...I know I couldn’t carry a conversation in Spanish and I could maybe say like...only a lil bit in ASL
Random fact: I collect ticket stubbs, but I’ve kind of run out of room in my itouch case so...now I’ve started losing them...xD
Describe yourself as aesthetics: The ocean, stars in the sky, thunderstorms, fuzzy socks, fluffy kittens, autumn leaves, staying up late talking, large sweaters, boots, going on walks in the fall, quiet nights at home, sporadic shopping adventures, warm fires, icy AC (opposites but it depends on the time of year xD), minty chocolate goodness, contagious laughter, hanging out with no agendas.
Tagged by @mandaloriandragontrainer
Nickname: Ace
Height: 5’7-ish
Orientation: Straight/Asexual I think
Nationality: American
Favorite fruit: Ooooo that’s hard....I go through phases, right now I’m loving cherries
Favorite season: I don’t think I can pick I love parts of all of them tbh
Favorite plant: Bluebonnets always
Favorite scent: Vanilla, and also cinnamon...and fresh bread
Favorite color: Blue!
Favorite animal: CATS! And horses, cheetahs, fennec foxes, regular foxes, and dragons...I love lots of animals tho xD
Tea, coffee, or hot chocolate: Tea unless it’s dairy free hot chocolate (I love hot chocolate but...I shouldn’t have it with real milk...xD)
Average hours of sleep: 9ish
Dogs or cats:
Favorite fictional character: TOO MANY TO NAME
Dream trip: Different from the other ask? Hmmm...Argentina
When was your blog created: October 2013
Number of followers: *goes through and blocks porn blogs* Ummm 1,633 somehow???
Random fact: I’m gonna steal mando’s fact and say I’ve cosplayed as a Ranger, genderbent Hiccup, Rey, Jyn, and Eleven (and a few others but...I’m not gonna name them all xD)
What do you do & do you like it: As in like a job, or? Cause I don’t have a job and I’m still trying to figure out school/life so...I legit don’t know how to answer this...*flops
Tagged by @sturwurstrash
Name: I don’t put my real name online
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Orientation: Ace (heyyyy sameeee)
Height: 5′7ish
Favorite Color: BLUE
Book Recommendations: The Lunar Chronicles and Ranger’s Apprentice are both great and underrated in my opinion! :D
Movie Recommendations: Anything Marvel (well, MCU, there are other Marvel movies I’ve never seen/are older that I don’t recommend xD), Gifted, Second Hand Lions, Mulan, HTTYD, and lots of other animated ones xD
TV Recommendations: Star Wars Rebels, Stranger Things, White Collar, Parks and Rec, My Little Pony, and The Tangled Series
Music Recommendations: Oh gosh I have such a wide range of likes...aside from NEEDTOBREATHE, and Owl City ummm...musicals? Mainly Dear Evan Hansen and the Greatest Showman, but Hamilton and Finding Nevereland too (okay and HSM 2 just came on...it’s not amazing but...it’s fun...xD)
Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: *looks at the other tag* tea
Cats or dogs:
*replies with another gif cause I can*
I want to live long enough to witness: Ummm...I honestly don’t know, my friends that don’t know God to come and know him, that’s the first thought to come to mind
Weird Obsessions: Ummm, I really love socks? xD
Tumblr Birthday: October 2013 (I’ve answered this so many times I legit know without looking xD)
How many side blogs: Ummm three, but I’m part of like three group things too
Random fact about me: I think I’m like 1/128th Native American or something like that? All I know if like one of my ancestors (like great or great great grandma?) was married to a chief of a tribe, though I don’t know what tribe
Tagged by @la-na-da
Gender: Female
Star Sign: Taurus or however you spell it
Height: *writes 5′7ish for the third time today cause I waited so long to reply to these xD*
Where do you see yourself in 10 years?: Who knows, hopefully with a job and able to drive
If you could go anywhere, where would you go?: Hmmm, aside from the ones I already listed? I mean I’d love to go to England, or New Zealand, or Switzerland, or Alaska/Canada
What was your coolest Halloween costume?: Coolest? Hmmm, I’m gonna go with my Ragner’s outfit I wore to a Halloween party (though I changed to Hiccup later cause it was too hot to wear for long xD)
Favorite 90s TV-show?: Ummm...I think most of the shows I loved were early 2000s...hmmm, was Pokemon going on then? Maybe Pokemon, or Arthur, that started in the 90s right? xD
Last kiss?: Does kissing my cat’s head count?
Have you ever been stood up?: Dude I’ve never even been on a date, as for friends? I don’t think so
Have you ever been to Las Vegas?: Ummm, maybe? I honestly don’t remember but I don’t think so?
Favorite pair of shoes?: Probably my Chacos, I wear them the most, but I love my long boots too, they are just too hot to wear most days xD
Favorite fruit?: I aside cherries before...so how about peaches?
Favorite book?: Oh gosh I can’t pick!
Stupidest thing you’ve ever done?: Ummm...a lot of things? I can’t really remember them though? How about the time I accidentally pulled off a horse’s halter along with his bridle? xD
#aceo rambles#about the aceo#imma do this music one separately...cause...why not? xD#pardon any grammar issues i didn't read over these xD
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klance fic recs! ☆
Your Love Has Shown Me Proof by freshia
“This situation is a bit more complicated than we initially realized.”
Lance raises an eyebrow, but Pidge is the one to question that. “Define complicated.”
Allura takes no more time beating around the bush, “Well, I received a transmission. Keith and Lance–from the future, that is–would like to have their daughter back.”
I SUPER RECOMMEND THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVS
Dirty Laundry by Anonymous
“Two whole months of free laundry in exchange for two weeks of being my fake boyfriend. Deal?”
Keith hesitated for a moment. Was this really worth it? Hardly. Lance was an asshole, and he wasn’t sure what fake dating would entail. But, free laundry was free laundry, right?
“Alright, it’s a deal.”
Or: Lance makes the mistake of telling his Mom he has a boyfriend coming home with him for Christmas. Keith makes the mistake of agreeing to be Lance’s ‘fake boyfriend’.
i really recommend this one as a first read
can you tell me by aknightley
Keith works in his brother’s coffee shop for the summer, expecting a boring break before college. Lance changes all of that.
The boy is still in the front of the group, but he doesn’t take off his glasses so Keith can’t tell what he’s really looking at – either the menu or Keith. Keith feels a flash of annoyance but smothers it and pins his smile in place.
i love this one so much!!
never saw you coming by dimpleforyourthoughts
Three months in space on his own would have been fine. Three months in space with Lance McClain is a whole other fucking story.
o fUcK THIS ONE
seeing him for the first time (again) by breadpoetsociety
“Who are you?” Keith demanded, excitedly putting his free hand to his cheek. “What’s your name?”
“Eat the cracker, Keith.”
“Did god send you? Are you an angel?” Keith didn’t look very frightened as this concept of being dead worked its way out of him. Lance ran a hand through his own hair, smiling wryly.
“Please, eat the cracker, Keith.”
“What’s your name?” Keith’s voice cracked, desperately, excitedly. “Please. Who are you?”
“My name is Lance,” Lance paused, nerves sitting uncomfortably in the bottom of his stomach– deep, in the part he never searched. He licked his lips and ran a hand through his unwashed hair. “I’m, um, I’m your fiancé.”
this one is so precious!!!
The Little Things by fairietailed
On Friday Hunk can hear the two of them behind him as they walk to the control room, and he swears he hears something akin to a kiss, and Keith whispering.
“That’s 10-7, Cargo Pilot. Try catching up.”
When Hunk turns around Lance is bright red, and there’s a foot of space between him and Keith.Or maybe he’s imagining things?
you never stood a chance by kagshina
lance to hunk ♡
>i’m gonna fukin die hunk oh mygod i sent
>keith a work out selfie that i wan supposed to fcukin send to you and you know what it said
>”BET YOU WANNA LICK THESE NIPS”
>HUNK I WILL NEVE BE ABLE TO FCE HIM AGAIN I WANT TO DI E
(Or, Keith is beautiful, Lance has a crush, and there’s lots of shirtless selfies)
this one is really good!! hell all these fics are good what am i talking about
True Love or Something series by DeerstalkerDeathFrisbee
“So that was…”
“If you say painless I’m shoving you into another snowdrift.”
“Okay, that’s fair. But you got a lollipop!”
“That you stole from pediatrics.”
“I’m a very good date.”
Lance accidentally crashes into his new neighbor in front of their mailboxes and somehow ends the night with a very attractive (and slightly concussed) date.
this series is still updating so read this one super boost it!!
A Kiss is a Kiss (But it’s never like this) by GibbousLunation
“How does this keep happening to us, every time.” Lance grumbled.
“You’d think they’d stop sending us on away missions,” he agreed. Honestly, between the poisonous plants of their last planet, and Lance’s tendency to always end up on the business end of every blaster or pointy ended stick, Allura was just being inefficient at this point.
Or, five times Keith kissed Lance but the situation was less than ideal, and one time Lance finally kissed him back.
time out of mind by aknightley
Keith and Lance wake up married. In the future.
aknightley owns my ass
the courage of stars by judlane
“Congratulations. Consider yourself a life-long prisoner of the Galra Empire. You should be honored,” Commander Keith hissed as he leaned close, breath hot on Lance’s skin.
the wait for this one to update hurts ;-;
tethering by fairyuphoria
Okay, so, maybe pressing weird Altean buttons on the side of your head gear wasn’t the best idea, but Lance sure as hell didn’t expect this to happen.
the wait on this one is painful tOO MGENJNFIJSDI
tell me that you love me too by ciuucalata
Five times Lance tells Keith he’s in love with him and the one time he doesn’t.
bad communication by calliopinaround
“Can we, like, stop speaking in code now actually, because I’m not anymore certain than I was two minutes ago that we’re talking about the same thing and I just want to know if you’re saying you like me back or if I just maybe read way too much into this entire conversation and made that part up?”
i just want you to know who i am by Kyoshu_Koi
“It’s you!” Keith screamed, “It’s always been you.”
i think i cried on this one?
galaxies in your eyes, flowers in my heart by Elysabeth
Lance meets his neighbor, grows flowers, almost dies, paints the universe and falls in love. Not necessarily in this order.
IM HURTING I READ THIS ONE RECENTLY AND HOLY GUAVA
love, explained by freshia
“Details.” Lance waves a hand in the air, and Keith sighs.
(He is so in love, though.)
A classic romance told in snippets, Feat. excessive crayon consumption, blood-thirsty swingsets, extreme dodgeball, rocks through windows, and hot chocolate snuggles. (Not necessarily in that order.)
aknightley may own my ass but freshia owns my heart
#voltron legendary defender#vld#keith kogane#lance mcclain#klance#klance fics#klance fic#my recs#fanfic rec list#klance rec list#mine#my post#text post
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ANOTHER PUREFOODS ICON GOES
by Bert A. Ramirez / June 3, 2021
Marc Pingris blocks a bigger Asi Taulava in a defensive play typical of the Purefoods frontliner’s PBA career. (Photo from philstar.com)
How do you remember a legend? Obviously, this question is now being asked after Marc Pingris, the last remaining member of the Magnolia Hotshots’ iconic Big Three that also included James Yap, now in his last legs with Rain or Shine, and Peter Jun Simon, who retired from the game last year to start a family of his own, announced his own retirement from basketball last week.
Pingris, or simply “Ping” or the “Pinoy Sakuragi” to fans who have identified him with that anime character in “Slam Dunk” that their favorite has declared a liking for, leaves behind a legacy that in basketball parlance may be considered as revolving around the intangibles and character he brought to the sport. If one were looking for gaudy statistics, the 6-foot-4 native of Pozorrubio, Pangasinan will pale in comparison to other all-time greats. In a 16-year career spanning 658 games, after all, he never averaged more than 9.8 points, 9.4 rebounds, 1.6 blocked shots and 3.1 assists, finishing with career averages of just 7.9 points, 7.3 rebounds, 1.7 assists and less than a block.
But Pingris is one of those players whose value would go way beyond the usual numbers, whose presence provided the team he played for the leadership, the hustle, the intensity and the winning ingredient that’s so essential in any team sport. He never cared about stats; all he cared about was winning a damn game and, at the right opportunity, a championship. His value was like that of a Ben Wallace, the former Detroit Pistons center who was recently elected to the Hall of Fame despite never scoring in double figures in his career (although he did lead the NBA in rebounds twice), yet was always considered an indispensable cog on the team he played for. The similarity between Pingris and Wallace may be reflected in the fact that both were multiple-time Defensive Player of the Year awardees in their respective leagues, with Pingris winning it three times and Wallace four.
“He was the consummate soldier,” former coach Ryan Gregorio said of Pingris, whom the then-Purefoods TJ Hotdogs acquired in a 2005 trade from the now-defunct FedEx Express, who picked the power forward third in the 2004 draft after Rich Alvarez and Yap, the future Purefoods superstar with whom Pingris would form a long partnership along with another player, Simon, whom Gregorio also signed as a free agent in the same year both Yap and Pingris were drafted.
Gregorio was trying to rebuild the Hotdogs who had then fallen on hard times with the retirement in 2004 of Alvin Patrimonio, the face of the franchise the previous 16 years, just after Yap and Simon had come aboard. And Pingris appeared to have completed that rebuild.
"His raw enthusiasm. That is where it all started," Gregorio said of Pingris. "And we would always have a discussion on where he came from. This guy came from the school of hard knocks, and every time you see people like that, you know that they're gonna fight to survive, put food on the table, and will always try to wiggle off from any challenges just to make sure that their head is above water."
Indeed, Pingris had humble beginnings, providing a classic rags-to-riches story where one’s perseverance would pay off in the end. Brought up by his single mother, Erlinda, after his French father, Jean Marc Sr., left them when Marc was just three years old to work in Morocco, they eventually lost touch for some reason and Marc thus eventually had to help his mom make both ends meet.
"We really had a difficult life growing up,” Ping related. “So after I got drafted, the first person I really looked for was my mother. I hugged her and thanked her for helping us get through such incredibly difficult times in Pangasinan. No matter what happened, she always managed to put food on the table and never allowed me and my siblings to miss even a single meal in a day.
"Basketball truly gave my family a comfortable life," he continued. "Who would imagine that a kid who worked and slept in the wet market would become a PBA player? When my name was called on draft night, I told myself that this is the start of great things, that I will not let go of this opportunity."
True enough, Pingris became the prototypical workhorse, particularly when Purefoods traded for him a year after being drafted. But perhaps because of that survival baggage that he carried, Pingris was at first short-tempered and literally fought his way around the court. But Gregorio found a way to tame him, partly because Marc was a really good guy and partly because Ryan knew how to push the buttons.
"When I acquired him in 2005, I got a player who was basically a live wire – he could not control his emotions and he would easily get into a fight," recalled Gregorio. "But my message to him then was just to channel your raw emotions into a positive energy and just focus on three things that you're good at."
And Gregorio found a guy who was willing to do anything and lay it all out on the court. "When people would say that things can't be done, Marc Pingris would say, 'ako na bahala dyan, coach,'" Gregorio looked back with fondness.
Pingris quickly led his new team, now called the Giants, to the Philippine Cup title in 2006, the team’s first title victory since 2002, in the process clinching Finals MVP honors as Purefoods defeated Red Bull 4-2. In Game 2 of the series, he scored 21 points to lead the Giants to a 93-82 victory.
Still, the partnership would take a turn. After then-incumbent center Rommel Adducul was diagnosed with nasopharynx cancer, the Giants in 2008 traded Pingris to the then-Magnolia Beverage Masters (now San Miguel Beer) for center Enrico Villanueva, thinking that Villanueva would make for a perfect replacement for the stricken former San Sebastian star. It was a huge mistake that Gregorio later had to anxiously make amends for. While Pingris won a championship with his new team, the Giants struggled.
"I traded Ping because I thought we knew the big guy,” Gregorio later recalled. “We needed a big guy because the opposition was trying to do it (and) was starting to get bigger and heavier. Unfortunately, the experiment didn't pan out."
Gregorio had to plead with then-team president Butch Alejo as well as Patrimonio, then already the team manager, and governor Rene Pardo to find a way to bring back Pingris as well as Paul Artadi, whom the team also traded away, as he knew the duo would vastly improve the team’s defense, especially Pingris who would “make it miserable for the opponent to at least score inside the paint.
“We would have gotten a lot of championships if I didn't break the team,” Gregorio admitted.
Pingris’ return to Purefoods was thus orchestrated before the 2009-10 season, with Marc first being shipped to Burger King and then Purefoods reacquiring him 24 hours later in exchange for the Giants’ first- and second-round picks in 2010.
"For some people, when you get traded, there is animosity but with Ping, I just told him that it was just a basketball decision," Gregorio recalled. "True enough… he was ready to heed a call to go back to Purefoods and we won a championship."
The 2010 Philippine Cup championship that the team, now called B-Meg Llamados, would clinch via a 4-0 sweep of Alaska in the finals would, however, be the last title Pingris would win with Gregorio, who then moved over to Meralco later that year to coach the comebacking Bolts.
But it also started a partnership with a new coach, Tim Cone, who came over from Alaska in 2011 and would steer the franchise to five more championships, including a historic grand slam and “four-peat” in 2014, and Pingris would be one of the bulwarks of those milestone victories along with, of course, his Big Three partners, Yap and Simon, plus such players as Mark Barroca, Joe Devance, Alex Mallari, Allein Maliksi, Ian Sangalang Rafi Reavis and Justin Melton.
None of those titles, however, would come easily. In that 2012 Commissioner’s Cup championship, B-Meg had to rely on import Denzel Bowles’ two free shots to send Game 7 of its series against Talk ‘N Text into overtime, where the Llamados pounced on the Texters to clinch it. Marc then had to play magnificently in another seven-game barnburner in the 2013 Governors’ Cup finals against the powerhouse Petron Blaze team (another of SMB’s past incarnations) for the Llamados to clinch the first of four straight championships en route to that historic grand slam, in the process earning for Pingris a second Finals MVP trophy.
Looking back at that partnership with Cone, the winningest coach in PBA history with 23 championships, Pingris thanked the now-Giñebra mentor, saying he “grew to understand the sport as more than a game.” Unknown to many, Marc’s stint under Cone did not start smoothly as he found it hard to adjust to Cone’s triangle offense to the point that he requested for a trade for fear that he wouldn’t be able to cope with his new coach’s system. Eventually, however, Pingris realized how that system would help the team win and he eventually bought into it.
Cone, meanwhile, found in Marc such a great soldier that he can only look back with fondness at his former frontcourt lynchpin. When Pingris announced his retirement, Cone referred to it as the “end of an era.
“Certainly one of a kind,” he wrote of Pingris in his Twitter post. “I loved, in every way, coaching Ping. Tough as nails on the court, gentle in spirit off it. @MPingris will be the standard from which I coach future players. My fav.”
It was that gentleness in spirit as well as sincerity and sense of humor off the court that probably attracted Marc’s wife Danica to him. Danica, the daughter of TV host and movie star Vic Sotto by actress Dina Bonnevie who also appeared in movies and TV before she got hitched with Pingris in March 2007, now has two kids with him, son Michael, 12, and daughter Micaela, eight. It was Danica who would exert tremendous effort to enable Pingris to find and later get reunited with his estranged father in 2007. They’ve since met and spent time with each other in the succeeding years particularly when Marc played with the Gilas Pilipinas national team in various tournaments in Europe, including the 2014 FIBA World Cup in Spain.
With his retirement, Pingris intends to spend more time with his family that includes wife Danica and children Michael and Micaela. (Photo from Danica Pingris’ Instagram account)
Truth is, other coaches also found in Pingris a special trait not often seen in other players. His last coach, current Magnolia Hotshots mentor Chito Victolero, thought so highly of him that he reserved a slot on the team for Marc even if he had hardly played in the last two years after suffering a torn anterior cruciate ligament in his left knee in the 2018 Philippine Cup. That notwithstanding, an assortment of injuries, including a right calf injury that prevented him from joining the Hotshots in the bubble last year, finally made Pingris decide to call it a career.
"Coach Chito actually wanted me to start practicing again, and I told him I'll come back. But along the way, I understood that I had other priorities," Pingris explained. "So I talked to coach and apologized, and I thanked him because he really fought to keep my spot in the team. I was embarrassed, of course, but I knew he understood my decision since he was once a player himself.
"I'm really thankful that he's there not just as a coach, but as a friend and as an older brother who had my back all the way," Ping, who will turn 40 years old this coming October 16, added.
Victolero paid tribute to Marc once he has decided to finally hang up his sneakers. “A team need(s) good players like you,” Chito wrote on Twitter. “You gained people's respect for your exemplary sportsmanship, humility, hard work, right attitude and of course your Big Puso. Your success is not a surprise and you deserve it.
“Thanks for the memories, brotherhood, championships at lahat ng pinagsamahan natin. I will treasure everything. The players, the coaching staff, the support staff, the fans and the game itself will miss you always! Thank you for your years of dedication that has given us endless entertainment. You may be retiring, but a new phase of your life is beginning. Wish you a wonderful future ahead. See you around and good luck!! God bless you Ping. Salute to our Pinoy Sakuragi. I love you brother,” Victolero concluded.
Comebacking TNT Tropang Giga coach Chot Reyes, who coached Pingris on those Gilas Pilipinas teams from 2013 to 2014, said the power forward's "work ethic, selflessness and deep love for country" were what set him apart.
"Retirements are always bittersweet," said Reyes in a message to ESPN5. "On one hand I'll be seeing the last of a player who is very special to me; but on the other hand I'm glad he's retiring on his own terms and beginning a new phase of his still young life. He WAS #puso not only in 2014 but also in the FIBA Asia in 2013."
Indeed, it was Pingris who probably best exemplified the “puso” mantra that Chot first built around that Gilas Pilipinas team that won the silver medal in the 2013 FIBA Asia Championships held here in Manila, which enabled the Philippines to make it back to the FIBA World Cup for the first time since 1978 the following year. In perhaps the most memorable game that Pingris played for in the country’s semifinal matchup against South Korea before a full house that included then-President Noynoy Aquino at the Mall of Asia Arena, it was Pingris who sparked the nationals to a landmark victory over the Koreans, whom as everybody would remember had seemingly cast a spell over the Filipinos every time they met in Asian competitions. And he did it even with a sprained foot he sustained before the halftime break even as the Gilas team had lost naturalized import Marcus Douthit the rest of the game with an injury in the first half.
Pingris gallantly battled the Koreans’ big men to spark his teammates’ confidence even without the 6-foot-10 Douthit, scoring 16 points and grabbing 10 rebounds as the Philippines beat Korea 86-79 to make it to the finals against China.
“I prayed,” Pingris said after injuring his ankle. “I asked Him to help me not feel the pain. That moment when we won against Korea, that was the happiest because every Filipino was crying (out of joy). Everyone, people beside me, even if I didn’t know them, (they were saying) ‘thank you, thank you.’ Even if it was us who should have been thanking them. We were thankful for the fans because of the energy they gave us. (The fans) were really the key in that win, their cheers.”
Despite the role he played on many of those Gilas teams, Pingris still thought it was he who owed it, not the other way around. "I'm thankful to coach Chot Reyes and to the MVP Group for giving me the opportunity to play for the Philippines. I wasn't a star player in the PBA. I was just a role player. But they gave me an opportunity to try out and play for Gilas," Marc declared. "It's truly an honor wearing the Philippine jersey and playing for the flag."
Of course, his exploits with Gilas were typical of the effort that Pjngris always brought on the court, something that made him one of the most popular players in the local pro league while playing for what many consider the second-most popular PBA team next only to Giñebra, with whom Purefoods has spawned a rivalry called “Manila Clasico.”
When it was over, Pingris will be remembered for such style of play that was rewarded with not only those championships, nine of them overall, but such individual honors as 15 All-Star Game berths, three PBA Mythical Second Team selections, eight All-Defensive Team slots, and recognition as one of the league’s 40 Greatest Players when the league celebrated its 40th anniversary in 2015.
No wonder Pingris is also one of the most admired and respected players by both his peers and basketball cognoscenti alike.
Long-time Gilas captain and Rain or Shine stalwart Gabe Norwood, for example, said, "One of the true GREATS of the PBA is hanging up his kicks. Greatly appreciate you, (Marc Pingris)! Competing against you and repping the flag together are memories that'll stay with me forever. More power to you, roommate!"
Six-time league MVP June Mar Fajardo of SMB, meanwhile, said, “Salamat 'tol sa friendship at bilang kuya! Good luck sa bagong career mo at enjoy retirement! Mami-miss kita sa loob ng court!"
Another SMB star, Terrence Romeo, said, "Maraming salamat kuya Marc sa lahat ng nagawa mo sa basketball. Isa ka sa mga iniidolo ko on and off the court. Napaka-humble at napakabait mo at laging nandyan yung puso sa game! Salamat sa mga payo mo sakin kuya. Good luck sa next chapter ng life mo. God bless you and your family always!"
Fellow retirees Ranidel de Ocampo, Dondon Hontiveros and Doug Kramer also had something to say to Marc.
"Thank you 'tol sa buong puso mo! Salamat at naging part kami ng journey mo mula sa simula,” De Ocampo wrote on Instagram. “Good luck sa bagong chapter. God bless you and your family! Happy retirement!"
"Congrats bro!” said Hontiveros, a teammate with the SMB franchise during Pingris’ brief stint there as well as with Gilas in 2015. “Hindi lang sa napaka-successful na career mo, pati sa pagiging magandang halimbawa. Marami kang napahanga sa galing at tapang mo. PUSO!"
"Congrats Ping! Awesome career! Ph legend status. God bless you bro!" said Kramer.
And former PBA commissioner Noli Eala wrote on Twitter: "I first saw Marc Pingris play with the Cebuana Lhuillier National Team as a guest team in a PBA invitational when I was commish. He impressed with his energy, strength, and passion. He kept that all through his pro career. Happy I saw it all. Thanks Marc for making the game better."
The most emotional comments, of course, came from his Purefoods teammates. Yap, in his Instagram account, recalled the many wars they went through.
“Madami-dami din tayong pinagdaanan na giyera sa loob ng court, magkasama tayo sa hirap at sa saya. Sabay tayo nagsimula in 2004 kaya nagulat ako na mag-retire ka na,” said Yap. “Gusto ko na take tong opportunity na to na pasalamatan ka @jeanmarc15 sa lahat ng ginawa mo para sakin. You were one of the best teammates I’ve ever had.
“Our brotherhood and friendship started with basketball (but I know) that we go beyond that, na kahit di na tayo pareho naglalaro di magbabago ang samahan natin. Congrats on the retirement ‘tol. See you around!”
Barroca also cherished the long friendship he and Marc have forged through the years. "Congratulations sa napakagandang career!” Barroca told Pingris. “Napakaraming humahanga sayo on and off court. Higit sa lahat, salamat sa napakagandang pagkakaibigan sa mga taong nagdaan at magdadaan pa. Mahal namin kayo @jeanmarc15 @danicaspingris."
Younger teammate Jack Corpuz, meanwhile, said, “Dati, napapanuod lang kita. Pinapangarap na makalaban ka sa basketball at maging teammate. Salamat sa mga advice at pag-motivate lagi sa akin. Lagi ko tatandaan lahat ng sinasabi mo sa akin. Stay safe. God bless Idol. See you soon.”
Definitely, Marc leaves a mark in the game that not many, even those who might have had more impressive numbers, probably would simply for his persona that’s associated not only with winning but also with great comradeship. And that’s just consistent with how he wants to be remembered, which he said will hopefully influence a generation that plays with the same passion that he played with.
"I don't regret anything because I've given it my all for 16 years here in the PBA," he said. "And I gave my heart to the game. I want people to remember me for that. I wasn't the most skilled player out there, but my heart was bigger than my talents. That's why I played the way I played."
So how do you remember a legend? You remember him with fondness. With gratitude. And with the hope that someday, somehow, someone like him will emerge from the streets of one small, obscure and far-flung town in the countryside like Marc Pingris did, and create a similar legend that he did.
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11 tips for geocaching to help survive the game
Eleven tips about geocaching to survive the game that I learned the hard way…..
Geocaching has been a way of life for me for a very long time. For most people they don’t understand what it is or how to play? But many who get to go along a hunt, get hooked and want to do more..
Geocaching itself is what my children call treasure hunting. You can go online to www.geocaching.com sign up it is free to get started. They have a video that explain what geocaching is. When you figure it out and you get the coordinates of the area you want to go see, mostly out in woods. With a GPS \geocaching app to find the pirates treasure. One very important rule is if you take something you have to put something in it’s place, and sign the log. So here is some tips that may help you to survive the hazards of nature and to be prepared to have fun….
1. What to pack? Now this one can come in handy for even a dooms day preparer. I have learn from my two hyper balls of joy (kids) that water, a few snacks, and a first aid kit is a must. Especially if you are out in them woods for more then an hour or two. If you life in area where there are poisoned snakes and spiders you will need a snake and spider bite first aid kit (Walmart online sales a few good ones) .
My own personal pack is a small day pack with the basic first aid kit, bug stray, a few snacks enough to cover a whole meal for my hungry monsters, five bottles of water and a hand full of tradables, three pens, a small pad of paper, the coordinates for just in case, my GPS loses the coordinates (trust it has happened on more then one occasions ), a pocket knife, twitters (for them micos and nanos minis.) Gardening gloves ( to help with climbing and moving logs. ), and a telescoping magnetic pick up tool ( more then once handy, and some of the puzzle caches well need it. Unless you want to look like a monkey using a wench, be my guess )
2. A good Walking stick- to most this can save your life. Imagine trying to go down a hill where that geocache lays you are gonna fell going down or back up that hill with out one. I have learned that the hard way. Try explaining that to a cop why you are all cut up from falling without explaining all of geocaching experience. Trust me some will think you are crazy. That’s a whole other story.. (. I use a strong wood walking stick I found out in the woods by my house but they have some nicer ones online if you’d like )
3. Travel in packs- if you are wanting to hit a power trail this is a good one to follow. (Power trail - a road or trail that has a lot of geocaches on it some forming images after you complete them ) When we tryed a few power trails it was a long road almost a 200 mile drive. We took turns getting out of the car and signing the log book. Which a another good example of having a good walking stick my guy friend had decided to go with us and he didn’t have a walking stick he got out of the car walked over to where his Gps said the cache was , by some tall grass. Walked right into the tall grass and disappeared. He fall 3 feet down. Lucky for hi! It was muddy so it was a some what a soft fell he was all right.
Make sure you are in good company too. People who have a since of humor in stressful situations. It can make all the difference, in the experience. I took a few old friends of mine to. Geocaching event and one ended up being a drunk trust me not a good drunk either.
4. Plan ahead- I can’t stress this one enough. Sometimes the weather will change and other times the weekend plans fall through. Or you suddenly decided to go caching. I do this alot . I try to plan ahead of caches that i want to check out through the week on my way home from work. If they sound easy. Always check the comments at the bottom of the cache on the site. Most time it will give you clues if it really is hard or not. Also check the weather for your area. Don’t want to be in the middle of cache hurt and it down pours on you. Trust me wet shoes are no fun in cold weather.
5. Good GPS\app- depending on how much money you want to invest in a gps. Some gps cost lot of of money and they are just as good as an app on your phone. For the smart phones \ droids the google app store has a lot of geocaching apps most of them are free. There are a few that cost money. But my personal fav. is c:geo it is free and has never let me down. The iTunes app store has a lot of free apps too, on geocaching. (I am clueless on what app is good never owned an apple phone but I have friends who do and they love them so no hate from me )
Now for a GPS if you want to spend money on a trail GPS that is up to you. There are many of different kinds some are really good but cost a very pretty penny. And they have some that don’t cost a lot that are just as good. Most trail gpss can jump and skip ahead while you are just walking trying to make it to the cache. Like one minute it will think you are right on top of it. Then it will say you are 5 feet from it, my advice stand still and let your gps/ phone catch up with you. My personal favorite is Magellan eXploist GC. Its price jumps a lot on this gps . from 50 to 400 sometimes higher. But there are a lot of good GPSS that are just as good. But Garmin and Magellan are the top makers for trail GPS.
6 Good phone with water proof case- now if you decide to not get a trail GPS that is just find. I would personal invest in a waterproof case.it will help even in every day life too. You don’t want to be by a river getting that one cache that will make it 100th find for the day, and you forget to put your phone in your pocket and oops . It falls in the river. Not good, I have done that a few times thank god for bowls of dried rice, but the case I invested in finally saved it…
7. Write/label phone number on stuff- this tip is very useful if you want your items back, if you have lost while you were geocaching. I have lost a few GPS s but only one has returned to me. Because of me using a black shapery on the inside by the batteries in the case of writing my phone number. The guy who found my gps was just walking down by the river, and notice it on the bank. He called me. Oh I was so happy to have it back. He asks me what I would use it for. I told him about geocaching, not surprising he had not heard of it. When I went and got it. I was nice , and took him on a near by treasure hunt. He loved it. Most likely hooked for life.
8. Kid friendly caching - Now I go caching a lot with different friends and more so with my kids and their friends. For them I always try to get the medium size caches that are easy to get too. The really good ones are the ammo boxes the kids love to find them because they know there is more stuff to look at. Try to remind the kids who come with you that they just can’t grab and ran, when it is open. My youngest would do that a lot when we had her go with us. Now she let’s the younger ones go first and she reminds them not to grab and go. Other cachers will have their calling cards in the containers to prove they were there some will take them. We like to leave them just incase. (I know some cachers likebit if you take them am collecte them but that choice is yours too.) But remainder please leave something of equal in its place of the tradables you take. ( tradables you can get a lot at the dollar stores like small party favor as spinning tops, dices, small figures, etc.. )
9. An extra geo kit contain and pad of paper- I have run across geocache containers that have been restored a few times. When this happens it is a good idea to email the owner of the cache so they know of the matter you can do that by going to the geocaching site of the geocache you are trying to find and the owners name should be right by the title if you click on it you can email them that way. If you are able to replace the container (which is completely up to you ) then do so. Most owners are grateful when you do just let them know what you did and that you have the old destroyed container. Some want the old container. And remember put what was iinvaseold container in he new one.
I have made little pads of paper for just in case too of logs getting wet or destroyed. So I’ll put a new log book in the cache if needed and I’ll let the owner know if I do. But sometimes owners also will not answer you on the emails. Because sometimes they will abandoned the cache sometimes.
10. Good pair of boots\shoes - this one to me is a big most also. I’ll tell you why on this one. It has been putin the archived, so i can tell you the name. Return to soggy bottom! (https://www.geocaching.com/geocache/GC127TZ_return-to-soggy-bottom?guid=be178d64-655b-4f27-9ae7-c9804f9daab5) This one cache had a reputation of being very hard to find. It is rated a 2.5 stars on both difficult and terrain. I have gone there a few time to find it . once I lost my shoes in the mudd trust me my cousin was laughing so hard from me not having shoes. Another time I lost my truck keys that one did it for me. I never return to found it. That cache took more from me then I am sure it was worth but it was fun. Never got my keys either.
11. Geocaching Language- now that is something I am sure you may not know. But if you been caching for awhile you will know these ones. Just sum bacis words and terms we use. Muggle this is a non caching folk (yeah we stolen it from Harry Potter sorry J. K. Rowling. We love it we used it.) Try to make sure while you are geocaching that no muggles see you. Cache or caching, pretty easy it’s a geocache. Ftf is when you are the first one to find the cache and no one else has signed that fresh log book. And last but not lest, byob this is a term for bring your own pen/ pencil. These are mostly for the super small caches like micros.
I hope these little tips help you survive the hardness of nature, and makes geocaching a little easier
good luck and happy caching….
ELIZA CHURCH
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