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laurfilijames · 8 months

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Okay, I’m here, I’m making myself comfortable 😌

I’m avoiding SOA talk until I finish season seven, so I don’t stumble onto anything (honestly shocked I’ve managed to stay spoiler free for so long)

So, our man Will Miller… do you have any of your own head cannons for the most reserved of the Triple Frontier boys?

Ooooo yay!!!!!!! I was so happy to see this in my inbox you have no idea 🤗💗 Sorry it took me so long to answer, I'm hosting family at my cottage this weekend and there are dogs and children everywhere and not a moments peace 😅

Totally fair to avoid SOA talk! I'm glad you've managed to remain spoiler-free until this point!

You bet your ass I have headcanons about the Captain! This man is on my mind day and night and each time I watch TF, more thoughts (and thots) and ideas come up and I simply can't get enough.

So, here's a few I'll share that maybe some will agree with and maybe some won't!

The Miller's had a rough upbringing. Their dad was a drunk and their mom left when they were fairly young, resulting in Will stepping up to care for Benny and making sure he was looked after, earning Will his seriousness and maturity far sooner than he should've.

Because of that, Will was out of that house as soon as possible, having enlisted the day he turned 17.

Growing up, Will taught Benny how to fight and defend himself, making him feel less guilty about leaving his younger brother at home without him when he went away.

Because he saw what happened to his parents, Will doesn't drink much. He doesn't like the loss of control and hates the emotions it stirs up in him when he does have a couple more than he normally would. He will have a beer or two with the guys or enjoy a glass of wine with dinner occasionally, but never enough to even get a buzz.

He keeps track of everything because it helps him process things. He never wants to forget the things he's done; good or bad. It helps him stay accountable for his actions and he's not the type of guy to kid himself into thinking his position can justify it, and he's learned over the years to acknowledge rather than bury what's happened. The numbers are sort of a certainty for him and help ground him.

Will doesn't sleep well. He suffers from nightmares often, and on nights when they don't happen, he's usually awake on account of his own thoughts. When a nightmare does happen, he wakes up in a full sweat and more often than not it's accompanied by screaming and thrashing around. To help pass the hours when he isn't able to fall back asleep, he'll go for a run to get rid of that anxious energy or hit the 24 hour gym.

I'm one to believe that his relationship with his ex-fiancée wasn't the best, that maybe they had been together since they were young and over the years grew apart and fell out of love as they changed and got older. Will's choice in career caused a lot of stress between them and wedged them apart even more, and unfortunately she took advantage of his deployments to indulge in affairs with men who suited her better. The Publix incident was the last straw for her; she wasn't willing to stick around to try to help him through things and abandoned him completely, leaving him to spiral before picking himself back up again with the help of his brother and friends.

I honestly could keep going but I'll stop there! Please, please, please if you or anyone else has opinions on any of this and wants to discuss it further send me an ask or reblog this. I just love talking about my man 😩💗

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popcorn-plots · 2 months

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my sore throat is almost 100% gone. Yay! The cold has progressed to tired 24/7 (not that that's unusual), and cotton in my ears. plus headaches. because that's what head colds do :')

I got to binge watch Sherlock today though, and I had an entire box of mac & cheese to myself. good times.

part 1 || part 2 || part 3

Stephen woke up for the third time that day to a stuffy nose. Tony was still holding him, but he had fallen asleep and Bluey had been turned off. Stephen groaned when he realized he could not breathe through his nose.

Absolutely wonderful. Truly one of Nature's most magnificent feats.

Stephen wriggled out of Tony's grasp to search for tissues, some painkillers, and possibly some food. He didn't have any appetite, but damn was he hungry.

Finally, after digging through the closet, Stephen finally found a pack of tissues. He blew his nose (not that that helped one bit) and wandered into the bedroom to find his phone.

'We need tissues :(' he texted Wong.

'Is Tony still there? he can get you some. if not, there's some in the closet.' came Wong's near-immediate reply.

'I found those. and tony's asleep.'

'alright, I'll pick some up on my way home. last class ends in an hour. anything else you need?'

Stephen smiled at his husband's text.

'just you <3'

'aww. get some rest, honeysuckle. I'll be home soon.'

'love you.'

'i love you to. send Tony my love when he wakes up.'

'k'

"Stephen?" Speak of the devil. "Stephen?"

Stephen wandered back into the living room. "Hi."

"Hey, Stephy. How was your nap?" Tony asked.

"Good. Wong will be home in an hour." Stephen relayed, sniffling slightly. Tony nodded.

"Bluey until he gets back?"

"Bluey until he gets back."

~~~

That's how Wong found his two lovers when he returned from work, curled up together on the couch watching Bluey, Stephen's favorite show, while Tony brushed his fingers through Stephen's sweaty hair.

"Hello, how are we?" Wong asked, entering the living room. He planted a kiss on Tony's lips and kissed Stephen's forehead. Stephen looked up at him with a dopey smile, his eyes glazed over with his cold.

"Hi, Wong."

"Hey."

Stephen laid his head back on Tony's shoulder. "I want Wong cuddles." he suddenly declared, much to Tony and Wong's amusement.

"Let me just change my clothes and find some food and I'll come give you Wong cuddles." Wong said.

Stephen hummed and went back to watching his cartoon with Tony.

~~~

Like always, Wong changed quickly and scarfed down some leftover pizza from the night before. He joined his lovers on the couch, maneuvering himself so Stephen fit into his arms while still half-laying on Tony.

Stephen sighed and leaned back into Wong. "Missed you."

"I missed you too. And I got work off for the week, and I got work off for you as well. I can stay and cuddle until you feel better."

"Yay. And Tony?"

"Maybe." Tony answered. "I have some big meetings at SI that I can't get out of, but I'll come over whenever I can, Kay?"

"Kay."

Wong pressed a kiss to the side of Stephen's head. "I'm sorry you got sick."

"S'okay." Stephen huffed, shifting so he was laying his head of Wong's shoulder. Tony sent him a scandalized look as Stephen laughed, his voice slightly hoarse. "I have Wong cuddles now."

Wong laughed. "Yes, yes you do. And you got Tony cuddles as well."

"And now I have both." Tony smiled and draped himself across Stephen, mindful of his hands.

"Oof--" Wong groaned at the extra weight. Stephen just chuckled at his husband and boyfriends antics, cuddling closer to the warm heat of his husband and closing his eyes.

"I love you two..." Stephen muttered, feeling himself close to dozing off. His Stephen sandwich was actually quite warm.

Tony and Wong looked at each other and both kissed Stephen's graying temples at the same time. "We love you, too." They echoed in perfect sync.

"Creepy." Stephen muttered jokingly.

Tony laughed. "You love it."

"Mm. I do. Tired now." Stephen returned, barely able to fight the heaviness of his eyes lids.

"Okay. Sleep, and we'll be right here when you wake up." Wong reassured while Tony rubbed at Stephen's head.

"Thank you for taking care of me..." Stephen whispered.

"Anything for you. We love you." Tony whispered back.

"Love you too."

It still hurt, his nose was still clogged and his body still sore, but for the first time that day, Stephen fell asleep peacefully, cocooned by his lovers.

He really did have the best husband and boyfriend a man could ask for.

#fluff #sickening fluff #sickfic #sick Stephen strange #aghajg mah heart #they're so cute #idrk how to end this #but domestic fluff #soft Stephen strange #soft Wong #soft Tony stark

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acefaun · 1 year

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Hello, at what time do you usually post? 💝

🥶 That

That would be a good question. If I had the decency to create a schedule for myself.

After I finished college and started job hunting I lost any semblance of time. One day blurs into the next.

So I don't have a single specific time that I post or come online. I'm a natural disaster and just roll in whenever the weather's right.

But not all hope is lost if I can't find a place to hire me part time! In April my workplace opens back up and I'M in charge this year! ✨ Then I'll be back to a normal human schedule of waking up in the morning and going to work until later in the evening. I expect a busy season! 🙏🏻

And then I might be posting at a normal schedule after work hours. Maybe even post during work once the mad pre-season rush is over. 👀 I remember last summer I was sitting in the corner at work writing about what the Gods would order if they came buy a snowball with me. 🤭 I don't know where that draft is but it was one of my whims.

But posting On Wattpad I used to at LEAST post a fic or a chapter of a fic every Friday or Saturday. I've been slow in writing but at the very least I should pick that schedule up again just so I can get through the requests in my inbox while still having time to write my own fanfic ideas.

But... As today is friday, I'll see if I can pull something out of my Google docs before the day ends! ✨ It wouldn't be a problem to get a steady flow of fanfics every other day.... if my fanfics didn't go over 1K words. 💀 It takes so long to write one thing. My problem is that I get too wrapped up in plots. I'm too heavily attached to my drama.

This one SCM x Star Wars fanfic I'm working on as a personal project IS AWESOME SO FAR!! I have the BIGGEST plot twist for MC!!! It's not even close to being finished. I have to work out little details between Zyglavis being Emperor and Leo being the Leader of the Rebel Alliance... But I know MC's gonna be amazing.

This turned out very long for your smol question... 💀 Just like my fanfics... My brain just had too much to say and I love to write. I hope I answered it(whether the answer was good or bad ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ probably bad. But I'm just biased.)

I don't know day or night anymore so have a good 24 hours! 💕

#my asks

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jaurnals · 3 years

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Ghost of You // Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Summary: Natasha passed away due to certain circumstances. Will R be able to move on?

Word Count: [573]

Here I am waking up

Still can't sleep on your side

There's your coffee cup

The lipstick stain fades with time.

Y/N's POV:

[Start Recording ▶️]

"It has been 552 hours since she left me. Well, 23 days to be exact. The love of my life, that is. She was in a "deadly car accident." Announced "dead" as soon as the car hit the tree. Now, you must be wondering: how did this all happen? Let me tell you this, no one knows. Crazy, right? No witnesses, no leads, and no one knows how her car hit the tree. It definitely wasn't the weather, so what was it? Since the accident, nothing has brought me joy. I spend my days mourning over someone I've lost, but have yet to forget. This past week my anger has gotten the best of me. Just today, I threatened the Chief of the Police to get answers or else I would. Natasha meant everything to me. She was the light of my life. I never thought I'd lose her. At least, not like this. I doubt I'll ever actually process the fact that she's gone. Someone beautiful and talented. If only there was a way-“

*thump*

A loud thump came from the attic. I quickly grabbed my camera and started making my way to the attic.

"Now this is exciting. Talking about my deceased lover and now investigating what the thump in my attic is. Nice."

I make my way up the ladder and my eyes focus on a book? Or is it a diary?

I picked it up and see "Natasha's Diary" written on the front cover.

"How did this fall from that tall a*s bookshelf? I thought- You know what, I don't f*ck with demons. Why does this have to happen to me? I did nothing to deserve this. Guess I gotta leave."

I sighed then grabbed the diary and made my way back to my room.

First, I'm making a video to cope with the loss of my lover now I'm left with her diary and my overthinking.

Love that for me.

But wait, this isn't a diary. It's a bunch of letters from Natasha for ... me?

However, a particular one caught my eye.

For: My Love

From: Yours Truly

{Open this when I'm gone.}

"Oh, f*ck me." I thought to myself.

Nat's POV:

"Dear Y/N/N,

I'm afraid my time has come.

I really hope you aren't mourning.

There's no need to.

This was supposed to happen.

You may think I passed away in a car accident.

At least, that's what I wanted you to believe.

I was diagnosed with breast cancer not long before I passed on. I had a few days left when I found out. There wasn't much I could do to save my life so I decided to cherish my last moments with you. We may not have accomplished much, but it meant the world to me.

Please forgive me for causing you pain.

I never wanted to hurt you.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you for making me the happiest girl alive.

I'll forever be by your side, my love.

I love you.”

Yours truly,

Nat

I just sat there. Dumbfounded. Without a clue of what to do next. Nat had breast cancer.

She lost the battle.

"Little did you know, Natasha Romanoff.

I was diagnosed with breast cancer 24 days ago."

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A/N: Hello! This is my second story. I currently have writer’s block and have had this one up on my Wattpad for awhile, but I can assure y’all that I will be writing soon as I decided this account will be one-shots based on some of my favorite songs. I actually have a Yelena x Reader one shot coming either later today or tomorrow so look out for that! I’m only writing for Wanda, Nat, Yelena, and Carol so feel free to send requests of your favorite songs, a prompt, or any ideas you have! I’ll see y’all soon~

(p.s Did anyone watch black widow? It was so good!)

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romonova #natasha x y/n #natasha romanoff #natasha x reader #marvel #marvel women #black widow #black widow x reader #black widow x y/n #black widow x you #scarlett johansson #scarlett johansson x reader

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cottoncandyjester · 3 years

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Yandere ocs

So I figured I should show them off..and make stories for them cause this idea won't escape my mind no matter what. Please be gentle on them

All artwork is made on picrew I don't own any of it

As far as they go I'm accepting request, questions for the characters to answer and just questions about them and if you just wanna talk to them you can via ask

Warning: contains both sfw and nsfw headcanons..also these boys are yanderes so they are kinda toxic

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Theodore,21

Gentle giant

I'm not kidding he's 6'3"

Half japanese half american

Is a college student studying to be a doctor

Just the sweetest sweetheart

He comes across as ditzy though

He is the mom of any friend group

Will spoil his darling with affection and love

Best hubby vibes for sure

Works himself to death to provide for you both

Will give you all the headpats

"you're so sweet, a perfect angel"

Got his scar from his childhood

Loves sweets

Likes to make you lunch shaped as animals

Wholesome boy

Will never hurt you

Can be strict about self care

But completely forgets about his own self-care

Works so hard to please you

Makes sure you are never sad or anything

As far as his yandere side

He isn't the type to get violent but is definitely the emotional manipulation type

Will make his darling seem absolutely insane

"sweetie, you shouldn't leave be logical here"

He will make his darling question their own decision making

In his eyes you are too fragile for the outside world

Listen to him, he is only trying to protect you

Doesn't like it when you fight him

Prefers a sweet darling but if you are a hothead he'll love you just as much...though your fighting and struggling will be a challenge

Will drug you if that's what it takes to keep you calm

"Just listen to me, okay? Why would you ever need to think or make your own choices when you have me?"

Definitely has a low sex drive more of a cuddler

But when he wants it he's such a gentleman about it

Will seduce you with a nice meal first before asking to make love

He will never force you to though cause he knows what that feels like

Can spend hours kissing you

Definitely has a kink for purity

If you act super innocent he just can't help but pull you into his lap and love up on you

Doesn't do any feral sex unless you've pushed him past his breaking point.

Is a switch so if you want to top him he'll allow it but he is far more comfortable being the dom

Hikaru, 21

Young and famous model

Full japanese

Comes from a family full of actors

Flamboyant as hell will actually crossdress if he wants to cause fuck gender roles

Monster Dick energy

He comes across as loud and hyper

Seems super sweet and bubbly

Loves to dress up his darling in cute clothes and spoil them when they are well behaved

"look at my adorable baby! Oh you're such a cutie!"

Is a strawberry milk boba drinker(*cough* like me *cough*)

Will take you on shopping dates if you are good

Is the type to flaunt his credit cards

Is actually a degrading king

He isn't the nicest yandere

Will kill an entire army if he has to

Will degrade the absolute hell out of his darling to break your self esteem and self worth

"baby, who else will want you? Honestly darling do you think anyone else actually cares about someone as worthless as you?"

Kinky as fuck

Has a bad temper

Don't piss him off or he will hurt you

"why would you ever need to leave! The only one who cares about you is me! Everyone else will just use you and throw you away!"

Is the type to try and make his darling as clingy as possible

Wants a housewife type darling no matter the gender

Wants to come home to an obedient lover ready to give him a kiss, dinner, and a BJ

Always wants to love up on you and have you in his arms

Will be grouchy if he sees you getting too confident in your looks

He fears that if you have too much self confidence you're going to leave him

"what are you wearing? It's absolutely hideous. Hmm? I bought that? Huh you must have looked cute in it then but right now you kinda look like a pig"

All in all he's a brat

If you try and dom him he will absolutely fight back and it will lead to some feral sex

Axis, 18

100% blind

full japanese

Despite not being able to see he doesn't need a cane or anything

Though he likes it when you offer to hold his hand in public

Works at home as an artist

Is really good at it and had some of his work in museums

Like spicy foods

Dumbass

Like super dumb

"hey, babe is tomato sauce a smoothie? Or maybe it's like jelly..but made out of like tomatoes"

Is basically a puppy

Can't keep his hands off you

Is always kissing and loving you

Praise giving king

Has hightened senses so he definitely remembers your smell and how you walk

Always has to be with you

Never leave

Never

He can't handle it

Is the exact opposite of hikaru

Makes it seem like he will actually die without you

"don't leave! Please! I'm helpless without you! [Y/n]! Don't leave me by myself!"

Will make you quit your job

Will make you move in with him

Acts pathetic when you even mention leaving

Hugs your leg and sobs hard

Has fake fallen many times to get you to think he truly is helpless without you

Will have a screaming tantrum if you walk out the door

Just painful screams and sobs while he claws his own face and body out of absolute insanity

Will keep doing that until you come back to him

"s-see, I'm helpless without you. I'll die without you, I need you so please..stay with me forever"

As far as sex..

He is definitely cries during it

Loves you so much that he is just sobbing while fucking you cause you feel so good and he loves you and-

Is like a dog in heat

Loves just feeling all over your body

Sex with him usually lasts many rounds and involves him humping you to death while he sobs and drools all over you

Will sub for you if you want him to

Will honestly do anything you want as long as you are touching him

Prince, 24

Horny 24/7

Full Korean but moved to Japan shortly after birth

Gained his name out of a magazine..thanks mom and dad

Works as a bartender

Usually a one night stand kind of guy but with you it's different

Loves sloppy kisses and cuddles

Bad boy

Aka he pretends to be a bad boy but is actually a softie who loves dogs and long walks on the beach

Goofy as hell

Loves to make you laugh

He isn't used to having a real relationship so be easy on him

Doesn't like restricting you and lets you do basically anything you want

Of course you belong to him though so no doing crazy things

Like to take you to work with him and gives you free drinks

Definitely has a fan girl club

The word sex escapes his mouth every three seconds

Sex with him is usually amazing

He's knows exactly what he's doing

As long as you love him it's all good

The moment you try to break up with him or distance yourself he loses it

"huh? Huh huh huh huh?! You're kidding yeah?! Stop joking around"

Gets hella paranoid and locks you in his house while pacing around not sure what to do

Will kill for you like absolutely will slaughter someone if they get too close to you

He changes so dramatically it's hard to see him as the same laid back flirty guy

He gets tense and panicked

"you can't leave okay?! Don't even try to ask!"

Will start to calm down if he sees you are accepting your fate

Thinks sex will solve his problems

"you just need to see how much of a man I am yeah?! Then you'll stay right?! Of course you will!"

Spirals out of control

You belong to him in his eyes so you can't ever leave

Clearly has abandonment issues

Will try to do whatever he can to make you happy though

Want it and he will get it

just stay with him and he will be okay

Will try and do whatever he can to make you just as obsessed with him as he is for you

Clearly doesn't have experience in loving someone

He's not used to wanting someone to stay with him so he takes drastic measures to assure you never leave

Even tries getting you pregnant or making you disabled to make you make no choice but to stay

Yuki, 21

Not picking favorites buuut-

Sleepy boy

Oddly enough is super athletic and strong..despite not working out

Half japanese half american

Responds with sounds or very few words

Forked tongue- not given to him by choice

Owns a tattoo and piercing shop

Despite this he doesn't own any tattoos

Loves to put his head on your lap or stomach

Prefers chubbier lovers but honestly will love you regardless

Will sleep the entire day without eating if you let him

Doesn't like speaking but if he has to he will

Hates any sort of loud noise, has sensitive senses

Is pretty lazy but if he has to do it he will.. though he will make random grunts and grumbles the entire time while pouting

More of a cat than a person

Quite moody

Only you're allowed to touch him

Anyone else who does he'll glare at and act cold towards

Likes to hug you from behind and lean against you no matter your height

If you're shorter than him expect him to put his chin on your head

If you are taller he's nuzzling his face in your back and taking in your smell

Can't cook to save his life

Almost burnt the house down cause he fell asleep while cooking

It's fine cause he eats microwave dinners and snacks from the convience store

Low sex drive

The king of sleepy sex

Usually all sex with him is slow,teasing and just filled with sleepy praise and compliments

Unless he's jealous or stressed then it's just rough fucking

Doesn't really act like a yandere at all.. buuut-

Honestly thought you two were dating this whole time

What do you mean you two aren't a couple

No no sweetheart you two were dating the moment he laid eyes on you

If you try to break this fantasy he will shut it down

"we're dating."

Try and say no and he will not be able to handle it

All his delusions keep him from breaking down but if you absolutely say that you two aren't dating he will snap

"stop talking, we are dating. So stop lying"

Doesn't like the thought of kidnapping but he will do it if he must

Will even work from home if he has to

He isn't really a violent type so he won't kill for you but he will absolutely spread lies and use blackmail to get what he wants

All your friends and family think that you eloped with him and never want to see them again

It's better for you both if you just play along with his games

Will definitely tattoo his name on you

He won't ever gag you cause he likes to hear your voice but if you try to scream he honestly won't know what to do

The loudness makes him tear up and he just covers your mouth with your hands begging you to stop

"It hurt. Too Loud. Please."

He just wants to love you he doesn't see what he's doing wrong

He just wants to be with you forever so be good and don't fight him

Is definitely the stalker and stealing clothes type

Will make a nest of all your things that smell like you and he'll just lay in it being in absolute peace

Has scared any and all potential lovers away

Mostly through blackmail

He is easily jealous but pretends not to be

As soon as you walk into the house he is there to smell you to see if you smell different

If you do you are taking a shower with him immediately

If not then yay cool cuddles and kisses

#yandere imagines #yandere ocs #yandere #yandere asks #oc x reader

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bteezxyewriter12 · 3 years

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Gucci King/ 1

Pairing- Tae x Named Reader

Includes- Semi public sex, brief blow job, table sex, missionary, multiple orgasms

Part 2

I've read that some people are uncomfortable with y/n and would rather have an actual name. It's also easier for using nicknames in the stories. Feel free to subsititue your name and attributes instead of the character's, since it's meant to be you💓👍🏻

J POV

"Joanne"

I turn around from the table of clothes in folding to see my supervisor walk towards me

"Yeah?"

"He's coming again. He just called. In an hour. He requested you again, so you have to stay ok?"

I know who he's talking about

Kim, Taehyung from BTS

It's no secret that Taehyung loves Gucci.. And I happen to work at the biggest Gucci store in Seoul.. Since he's famous, he can't really go out in public much.

So when he or any of the other guys want to shop here, they come after closing. Or we close the store for them, which is what's happening today

"Oh ok", I answer

"Show him all the new items we got in the back. Get him whatever he wants. You know what to do."

I nod

Taehyung comes once or twice a month every month this past year I've been working here. And he always requests me to help him. Just me. And all the employees and managers leave when he comes. They don't want to crowd him

So it's just me and him in the store. Alone

I'm not dumb I know how hot he is. But his personality is what made me fall in love with him. He's sweet, caring, thoughtful, funny and unique. His smile kills me

He talks to me while I show him the clothes and accessories. He stays a long time everytime he comes. I always wonder why he picked me to help him

I was here one day last year, working until closing. I was told that a celebrity was coming after closing and when he came I had to leave. The manager handled all the celebrities who came in. When he came, I was in the back, pulling out clothes to be displayed tomorrow.

My manager walked in with the guy.

"Joanne, you can go home now"

"Ok.", I turn and my voice caught in my throat

Kim, Taehyung or V from BTS was standing next to him

'Don't look shocked. Be professional' , I thought to myself

I smiled at him, "Hello. I hope you have a good time shopping here."

He was staring at me, wide eyed. Why, I'll never know. There's nothing special about me. At all

I looked at my manager, "I'll see you tomorrow"

I looked back at V and said, "Goodnight"

He just stared

I smiled again and high tailed it out of there.. Outside I was calm but inside I was dying. Taehyung was there, staring at me. Hopefully I didn't come off as too much of a fool. Apparently I didn't because the next day my manager told me that Taehyung requested me to help him next time he came in.

So I've been here everytime he comes. I always get so excited when he comes. I love spending time with him, even though I'm working. I just want to kiss him and tell him how I feel

That I love him

But I never will

First because I'll get fired and I need this job badly because I have a 14 month old baby to take of. She's my everything and I need this job to provide for her. I'm all she has. Her father left as soon as I told him I was pregnant. Haven't heard from him since

Second because it's fucking Kim, Taehyung, why in the world would he want to be with me out of everyone in the world?

A nothing special 24 year old with a baby? He wouldn't. I'm not delusional. And I'd die of embarrassment from the eventual rejection. So I keep my mouth shut and just be happy I can even talk to him without body guards

Tae comes in an hour later. I'm still fixing those damn displays

"Hey Jo"

I yelp as I turn to him

"Oh Tae, I mean Mr. Kim, I didn't see you come in."

He laughs, "It's ok Jo, your manager let me in and left. No one else is here."

"Thank god"

I breathe a sigh of relief. If my manager heard me call Taehyung, Tae I'd get yelled at. The first time I spoke to Tae, I called him Mr. Kim. He said I didn't have to call him that, so instead I said "V". He didn't like that either

"So what do you want me to call you?" I asked

"Tae"

"What? I can't call you that"

"Why not?"

"Because my manager will kill me. And you're famous and you don't know me..."

"It's ok. I want you to call me Tae. In front of your manager you can call me Mr. Kim so you don't get in trouble but when were alone, call me Tae."

"Uh..ok...I guess that's ok", I relented, "You can call me Jo for short. If you want. Joanne is fine too."

God I'm so awkward

"What's your last name?", he asked

"Russo"

"Joanne Russo. I like it", he smiled

Fuck, his smile. It's gorgeous

"Thanks."

Ever since then he calls me Jo and I call him Tae.

"So what did you come to get this time Tae? Another shirt? Belt? Shoes?", I ask

"You"

My head snaps up to him. I totally didn't hear that correctly

He didn't say "you".

Right? No way. I'm just hearing things

"Uh, what did you say?", I ask

"You. I came for you"

💜💜💜💜💜

Tae POV

Joanne is staring at me like a deer in headlights

"Mmm....me? What are you talking about?"

I had a thing for this girl the first time I saw her. She's fucking beautiful with her big brown eyes, long brown hair, gorgeous smile and body to die for.

First it was just lust. I just wanted to fuck her. But when I got to know her, I fell for her. Hard

She's all I fucking think about. I don't even want to buy anything when I come here but I do just so I can see her. After seeing her last time, I can't do it anymore.

I want her to be mine. I love her. So I came to get her. And have fun too

"You, Joanne. I want you. That's why I'm here. That's why I keep coming here. For you"

"I....I...", She stutters

I quickly close the distance between us and kiss her soft lips

Jesus. It's everything I wanted and more. I pull her against me and her arms go to my neck, holding me to her.

The kiss gets more heated and I'm so fucking happy right now. I pick her up and put her on the table next to me so she's eye level with me. I attach my lips back to hers and she lets me slip my tongue in her mouth

Her tongue brushes mine and fire shoots through me. I drag my lips down, kissing her neck. She moans a little and I'm so turned on. I want her. I've been waiting for this for a long time

I whisper in her ear, "Joanne I want you. Now"

"Tae...I don't...I don't know..", she gasps from the kisses I'm giving her.

"Please. You don't know how much I've dreamed about this."

"Y....you have?", she asks

"Yes. I want to be with you so badly, make you scream my name and moan. I want to make you cum over and over again. I've been waiting so long to do it. Please. Is that something you want?"

I hope to god it is. I've imagined making her cum so many times and I want to do it already.

"Yes Tae, I want that. I want you."

I kiss her lips again and pull her off the table. For now

I take her shirt off, kiss down her body until I get to her pants which I pull down quickly, along with her panties.

Then I kiss back up her body and take her bra off. She rips my shirt off my head and undoes my belt, dropping my pants down to my ankles. Just as she reaches for my boxers, I hold her hands and say, "Wait"

She looks up at me confused

I just smile and say, "I want to see you first. Cuz once you take these off of me I won't be able to control myself"

She bites her lip and nods. I move back and take her in. She is so hot. I never thought she'd look like this with the clothes she wears to work. Clothes that cover everything

The huge breasts. The tattoos she has on her hips, her sides, her ribs, her collarbone, the front of her thighs. She has one arm covered in a sleeve tattoo. She has a belly piercing and what I think is two hip piercings. God I just want to lick her body everywhere.

"Jesus Jo, I didn't know you were so fucking sexy", I say, touching her tattoos and hip piercings.

She shivers at my touch

"Please Tae, I'm nothing compared to you and your beautiful body", she says as she starts touching me

She reaches down again and pulls my boxers off. She looks down and her eyes widen

"Fuck Tae, that's huge!"

It is? I mean I don't know. I don't go around looking at other guys to compare to

I feel her touch me and I jump

"It's ok baby", she says

My heart burst in joy when she calls me baby. Fuck I love it

She wraps her hand around me and starts moving it up and down. I moan from the pleasure and close my eyes. I haven't had sex or had anyone touch me in the year since I've know her. I couldn't, all I wanted was her. No one else compares

She doesn't know it but she ruined all other girls for me. It's just her

I'm so into what she's doing that I jump when I feel her mouth on me. My eyes fly open and I look down

She's sucking my cock. And she's amazing at it. All of me is in her mouth. But she's not gagging. Christ

She's moving her head back and forth, sucking and licking at the same time. I didn't even feel her go down on her knees. I move her hair and hold it in a ponytail

"Jesus Joanne, your mouth feels incredible", I moan

I see her smile as she continues. I'm so close but I can't cum now. I want to make her cum over and over like I always wanted to. And I can't do that if I'm not hard

I gently push her head away. She looks up at me, questioning me with her eyes

"Stand up", I say and she does

I pick her up, put her on the table and open her legs wide. I don't waste anytime, I need her now

I push inside and she shouts. Christ she's so tight and so soaked. I made her that way

"Jesus Jo, you fit around me so fucking well. Like you were made for me"

She feels incredible. Better than I could ever imagine. Once I'm all the way in, I pull almost all the way out then slam back in.

"Tae!", she moans

I pull her closer to the edge of the table and start to mercilessly pound into her. I kiss her while I move- her lips, her neck, her chest

"Baby you feel so good. So fucking tight"

She just moans

Then I suck on her nipple and she goes crazy, thrusting her hips to me as I slam inside

My cock hits a spot inside her and she screams, clutching my arms tightly

"There Tae, Fuck me, don't stop"

Shit. I found her spot. I was never able to with any other girl. But then I wasn't as into them as I am with her. I hit her in that spot over and over. She screams louder after every thrust

"You like it there baby girl? There?", I tease

"Fuck Tae yes!", she moans, "Call me that again Tae. I love it"

"Baby girl?"

She nods

"More Tae, more", she yells

"Anything for you baby girl"

The next time I thrust in that spot, her body shakes and she screams my name when she orgasms, "TAEHYUNG! Yes baby! Oh god!"

Feeling her cum is the best feeling in the world. She clenching my cock so tightly and it feels amazing when I push in. But the best is her reaction

How tightly she holds on my body, her face in my neck screaming my name and her shaking. I keep pumping in her and still hitting that same spot over and over

"Tae, fuck Tae", she yells moving away from my neck, "Tae, if you keep....ggg...going...I'm..ggg...gonna.."

"Yes baby. I want you to cum again. I love the way you feel. I want to watching you. You're fucking stunning when you cum."

"God Tae, you're fucking amazing"

I smile and kiss her, still thrusting

"Tae, Tae", she moans

I feel her getting ready

"Jo, baby girl, cum baby. Cum on my cock again. I love when you do."

"Taehyung, Taehyung, oh TAEHYUNG", she screams as her orgasm goes through her

Fuck, fuck. She feels so good

"Again", I yell, thrusting hard hitting that place again

"Tae!", she cums again

"Shit", I groan

"Tae! Tae, if you keep..."

"Slamming the spot, you'll keep coming?"

She nods

"Good. I'm not stopping"

"Tae!"

"I told you I want to make you cum again and again. That's what I'm going to do"

"Fuck", she cries

It's fucking amazing. I thrust into her a few times and she cums within seconds, everytime. I get her to orgasm three more times this way

"Tae. I can't right now.", she cries

"Again baby girl. Again", I beg

Another slam and she screams, coming again, her back arching and I have to hold her up

"Yes baby girl. Fuck yes. You're so beautiful"

I pull out when she stops shaking and lay her down on the table. I'm not done with her yet.

Not for awhile

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The Destiel Folder: Season 7

[Season 4; Season 5; Season 6]

This season is mostly Dean being a depressed bi who can't cope with his crush's death.

This is, in my opinion, the season where Dean actually starts realizing he might for real think of Cas as something more.

Episode 1:

Cas is basically gone, both Bobby and Sam (almost) are ready to compel to whatever he says, but Dean still tries to get him to come back. "You can turn this around. Please!" (3:13) Denial

Dean has no idea how to deal with God!Castiel, but desperate to find him, and getting emotional "I don't even know what book to hit for this." "Then figure it out!" (5:47) Anger

As we have said many times already, angels don't have a sex, Castiel is not a man, and as he states, he is "utterly indifferent to sexual orientation" (8:03), and so is Chuck, God himself, who has admitted having had both girlfriends and boyfriends.

Dean turns off the news the moment he hears a woman describe Cas as "young and sexy", while doing that jaw clentch thing of his (10:14) ... huh... [and this doesn't really matter, but after this we immediately see Dean in a purple flannel. PURPLE! Go Bi!Dean]

"He's not a guy, he's a God [...] Cas is never coming back. He's lied to us, he's used us, he's cracked your gourd like it was nothing. No more talk. We've spent enough on him." (11:09) Dean trying to jump to the 5th stage of grief. Yeah, no baby that's not how it works

Dean tries so hard to convince himself that Cas's gone so he can kill him, but can't really. "Just kill him now!" and struggles hard to hold Castiel's glare. And as soon as Death offers a second option to killing him, Dean takes it. Bargening

"Dean, look, I know you think Cas is gone." "That's because he is." (31:22) Again with trying to jump to acceptance. Not doing great, Dean. In fact, "Yeah, you know how I'm gonna deal? I'm gonna stuff my pie hole, I'm gonna drink, and I'm gonna watch some asian cartoon porn. And act like the world's about to explode, because it is." (32:17) There it is. Depression.

[Remember this: Dean has no shame in watching porn in front of his brother. Wait a few seasons and see]

Just moments earlier, Dean was all "That's not Cas, Cas is dead" and shit, and now he goes "What? You need something else?" worried-husband-mode the moment Cas asks for help (34:50). Also#MARRIED (35:16)

Bobby: "Where's Sam? It's go time." Dean: *looks back at Cas worried* (37:12)

MUST HELP HUSBAND (38:06) look at Dean's eyes!!! They're like 'It's okay, it's okay. You've got this.' "I'm sorry, Dean." Cas chose these words to be his last, thinking he was going to die. LOOK AT DEAN (38:21) ICWAW this would MEAN SOMETHING ELSE

"CAS! [...] Is he breathing? ... Maybe angels don't need to breathe." says the one who was going around saying Cas was gone for good. "He's gone, Dean." "... damn it... *tears up* Cas, you child... Why didn't you listen to me." #MARRIED (39:15) Then he goes "CAS?!" as soon as he starts breathing again. ICWAW, we would SCREAM "LOVE" in this scene

"Imma find some way to redeem myself to you *looks at Dean straight in the eyes*" "*looks at Cas up and down*... Alright, well, one thing at the time, come on. Let's get you out of here." "I mean it, Dean." *eye love-making* "... Okay." (40:30) ICWAW, oooohhh, the meanings this scene would have...

Dean's face when the Leviathans tell him Cas is dead. Again. (41:18)

Episode 2:

Dean looking at the Leviathans occupying Cas' body. The HATE (1:44)

"... okay... so he's gone. *shakes while tearing up* [...] Dumb son of a bitch..." (5:14) Here we go again... I'm fine, shut up

Dean picks up, washes, folds and keeps Cas' coat (5:23) SWEET

"You just lost one of the best friends you've ever had." this hurts me. "... I'm fine, really." (12:11)

"You asked me how I was doing? Well, not good." (38:54)

Episode 5:

Dean progressively drinks more as his nightmares get worse and he misses Cas more and more. 3 times we see him drink, only in the first 12 minutes.

Sam can tell Dean feels like shit, and bet one of those reasons is Cas "Like it or not, the stuff you don't talk about, it doesn't just go away. It builds up." (39:33) Yeah, and not only problems or grief... even love

Episode 7:

Not a destiel moment, but Dean totally got hit on by the waiter. LOL (7:30)

And again. What is it with men in this town and Dean. "We're looking for a necklace." "Romantic. *looks at Dean*" (12:17). Is it an energy reading thing or something? Can they feel the bi energy?

"The Campbell brothers. [...] They weren't actually brothers. That was a cover for their, uhm... alternative life style." (22:40) Huh... I guess calling your lover "brother" runs in the family

"Ever since Cas... I'm having a hard time trusting anybody." (40:44) ouch

Episode 9:

Dean is drunk/high on Leviathan juice, and the first thing he thinks and blabbers about, is Cas (19:48) "I don't even care anymore." Oooohh ICWAW... the possibilities for this scene

Episode 12:

Dean totally checked out that man in uniform. FIGHT ME (16:27)

Episode 13:

"You're head's not in it, man. When Cas died, you were wobbly, but now-" "Now what!!" (39:35) as soon as Sam mentions Cas' death, Dean gets snappy

Episode 17:

Dean keeps getting snappy whenever Sam mentions Cas

"OH my God the love of my life is alive!" (13:02-13:06)

Dean's face when Daphne touches Cas (13:25), and when he calls her his wife (13:41)

AND HIS FUCKING FACE TRYING NOT TO TEAR UP BECAUSE CAS DOESN'T REMEMBER ANYTHING ABOUT HIM (14:16)

You mean to tell me that ICWAW this wouldn't be seen as a mini desperation moment from a man seeing his lover in this situation? Yeah, I don't think so

"What if you were some sort of... I don't know, bad guy." "I... I don't feel like a bad person." Dean's face is like "Damn right you aren't" (16:50)

"He betrayed you, this dude. He was your friend?" Dean looking at him... can't even answer the question (19:59)

Dean says Cas' betrayal is something he cant get over like everything else. And that he doesn't know why. "It doesn't matter why." "Of course it matters!" (20:25)

Dean gets visibly uneasy about Meg being so close to Cas (25:34) jealous boyfriend is jealous

Dean doesn't want Cas to remember, afraid he'll leave again (32:18)

"I've known you for years!" (32:34) poor baby. Also "You're an angel." "Uhm, I'm sorry? Is that a flirtation?" DEAN'S FACE (32:42)

Dean doesn't want Cas to be hurt by his own memories and past actions (33:00)

"You used to fight together. Bestest friends, actually." Yeah, look at that reaction. Let's see how he reacts to being called his boyfriend later on (33:09)

#MARRIED!!! I'll just leave this. No comment (33:41)

As Cas regains his memories, only 2 of the ones we see are not of Dean. And the only one we hear is the "I'm sorry, Dean." . That is what matters to Cas (and this looks like a slash video. Kudos to the editors) "I remember you... I remember everything." Yeah, no-homo save (34:35)

Not even an hour earlier, Dean was ranting about Cas betraying him, how he couldn't forget and forgive him, and now he is saying Cas did "the best you could at the time", but Cas actually feels guilt and doesn't want Dean to defend him, but Dean does anyway (36:53)

"We didn't part as friends, Dean." "*looks at Cas up and down*... So what?" "I deserved to die." the look on Dean's face (37:18)

Dean gives Cas his trench coat back. The trench coat he kept, folded and all the the truck, for weeks. And that's not even Baby. So he moved the coat, to always have it with him (37:26). I'm not crying, shut up

Also, here, have a deleted scene that breaks my heart

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Episode 20:

Let us all appreciate that one time Dean helped a lesbian flirt with a dude (24:27-25:03)

Episode 21:

Dean is devastated about Cas' mental state, that he did that to himself to save Sam. Look at his eyes in this scene (16:08). Also, Dean still resents Cas for the whole 'New God' crap, but it feels like the real reason is the fact that he left (19:18)

"Cas! Don't make me pull this car over!" "Are you angry? Why are you angry? *puppy eyes*" "... No I-I'm..." #MARRIED (27:28)

Cas says he won't fight anymore, but as soon as Dean's in trouble, he FLIPS

"The angels... they don't care... I think maybe they don't have the equipment to care." (31:49) Touchy much, Dean?, are you trying to convince yourself about that? It feels like he's making excuses to not let himself feel anything for Cas. "It seems like when they try, it just... breaks them apart." ... OK, fuck everything, ICWAW this would totally be seen as romantic angsty reference to Cas

Cas is so lost in his guilt for what he has caused. He looks like a baby, and it gets worse when it comes to Dean

"Why should we give you anything? After everything you have taken from us? The very touch of you curropts. When Castiel first laid a hand on you in Hell, he was lost!" (36:50) okay damn, ICWAW all of this would seem as if they were talking about a love relationship between the two and you can't tell me otherwise

'HURT HUSBAND-MUST PROTECT MODE' (37:17)

"The bone of a righteous mortal and the blood of a fallen angel" ... shut up, I'm dying over these clues (39:11)

"What are you gonna do, Cas?" Dean's eyes are begging him to stay. ICWAW, we would point that out without a shadow of a doubt (39:40)

Episode 23:

"Dude... on my car. He showed up naked... covered in bees!" ... come on, ICWAW this would be a HUGE deal (5:10)

"Go ask him. He was your boyfriend first." (8:51) LISTEN HERE. I study psychology, and one of the first things they teach you is that jokes are based on the truth. HOW MANY OF THESE JOKES WERE MADE?! HUH??!! (plus all the "Dick" jokes Sam made) Also Dean's reaction with the jaw clentch... just saying

Cas keeps stating he doesn't want to fight, but again, Dean's in trouble? FIGHT MODE

"*soft shoulder touch, puppy eyes, serves Dean a sandwich*" ... SOFT #MARRIED COUPLE (18:27)

"You got anything to say on the topic of dicks?" you'd like that, wouldn't you, Dean? (26:42)

Cas is afraid he will do something to cause Dean more trouble. Let's remember he chose what he believed were his last words to be "I'm sorry, Dean.", but as we know, Dean deals with feelings by showing anger... Cas gets upset and copes by playing twister... pathetic. "I can't help. [...] I destroyed everything and I will destroy everything again!" for a moment, Cas is lucid, and expresses his fear, but as soon as Dean gets angry with him, Cas gows back to hide in his world of crazy (26:47)

"I'm not good luck, Dean." "... You know what? [...] I'd rather have you. Cursed or not." Look at Cas' soft little smile as it grows. ICWAW, this would be read as another confession (32:38)

"I'll go with you." SOFT

SEE??! The MOMENT Dick threatens Dean, Cas goes full Angel of the Lord on his ass. MUST PROTECT HUSBAND (36:52) and the utter shock on Dean's face is priceless

And here comes PurGAYtory

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She blamed the sudden buzzing of her phone for the scene in front of her. The once neat pile of books were scattered across the floor. She just stared at them for a moment, regretting her existence.

That was totally the phone's fault. Totally not because my dumb ass thought it could carry a pile of books taller than myself. Ara kept staring at the mess for a while, finally snapping out of her trance as she realised her phone was still buzzing.

'Yeoboseyo?' she answered the phone, still considering whether she still had the motivation to pick every book back up or whether she should just sprawl on the floor with them.

'You need to get here right now.' Ara recognised the voice on the other side instantly. Shooting up, she walked past the mess. Hwa Young sounded worried. She rarely ever sounded worried.

'Where are you, I'll be there in 5.'

'Dorms, hurry up.' The call disconnected and Ara didn't even bother shoving her coat on properly. She ran out to see the bus leaving. The next bus going in the direction of the dorms wasn't arriving until God-Knows-When. Making her decision in a split second, Ara started sprinting. The dorms were only a few blocks down, she could make it in five minutes easily.

Her legs were aching by the time she was opening the door, but the tension gathering in her head was too prominent for her body to register the pain. Hwa Young was sitting in the living room, staring at her laptop, Hyun beside her. They all looked up the moment she walked in.

From the way Hyun was fiddling with her hands and Hwa avoided her gaze, she braced herself for the worst.

'What's wrong?' she asked.

'Ara... the market skyrocketed just after half our stock went missing.' Ara stood there, trying to process her words.

'Half our stock?' Ara exclaimed. 'How? I leave soldiers at the warehouse on surveillance 24/7.'

'Whoever managed to steal half our stock must've been pretty smart. Either that or one of our own soldiers was stupid enough to work with someone on the outside. Either way, it couldn't have been carried out alone. You need someone on the outside to do something this big and precise,' Hyun said. Ara nodded. Without any further conversation, she headed to her room, Hwa and Hyun heading to theirs. Once they stepped out, they all wore identical trench coats to hide their clothes underneath.

The three of them departed the dorms quickly, finding themselves in a dark alleyway soon enough. As they walked further and further into the darkness, they shed themselves of the coats, left in their black and leather. Slipping three caps out of the handbag she was holding, Ara handed one to each of the girls on her sides. Setting her handbag down in space between the crumbling bricks, Ara neatly folded her coat and placed on a black face mask. Hyun and Hwa did the same.

By the time the three of them were on the other side of the alley, emerging into the bustling streets of Seoul once again, they were unrecognisable. Any person who had seen them on the other side would never be able to tell it was them.

Ara slowly made her way through the crowd, losing the other two girls as they always did when they approached large masses. She headed in the direction of the hardware store squished between the mall and the food court. Despite its small size, it was always full of people with their broken phones and malfunctioning laptops. Little did they know that just beneath the thriving business, was one of the country's most wanted and illegal bases. The small yet popular nature of the store made the store the last place the police would think to look.

On that particular day, the store was as busy as usual. Through the clamouring and crying over devices, Ara went unnoticed as she slipped into the janitor's closet right at the back. Grabbing her phone, she turned on the flash and started tracing the wall's outline. Her fingers grazed against a small but obvious indent and she pressed down.

A faint click sounded and a panel slid out of the wall. Ara stepped through it, placing the panel back behind her. Once she was sure that it had clicked into place and no one had seen or heard her, she flicked on the switch to her right. The inside of the room she had stepped into illuminated into life. A set of staircases awaited her. Just as she was making her way down, Hyun appeared, walking down from the stairs above. She must've taken the entrance from the old karaoke booth above the hardware store.

'Hwa's already inside,' the younger girl informed, catching up to Ara. Ara nodded, leading the way down. They went down two more flights before approaching a door. As soon as Ara's hand met the handle, something in her chest relaxed. A twist of the cold metal revealed her life's work.

'Where is our stock now?' Hwa shouted, already walking around the rows of people all operating computers. One of the techies piped up and replied, 'The trackers say it's somewhere in the outskirts of Seoul but live satellite images show there isn't anything there. They probably dumped the trackers before they took it too far.' Ara could see Hwa's irritation steadily rising. On the other hand, Hyun just laughed, scanning one of the monitors.

'I have to give it to whoever did this. They not only managed to steal from the biggest mafia in Seoul, but they managed to get away with it half-an-hour before anyone realised anything,' she laughed.

'baeB, now's not the time for jokes,' Ara said, addressing the girl by her mafia alias. Hyun just shook her head, laughing at the screen.

'Roze,' Ara turned to Hwa, 'do you think you can find out who it was within an hour? We need to get back into the market quickly. Otherwise, we'll lose this opportunity. Our next hit is essential and we need the profit from our sales for supplies.' Hwa nodded, heading to the Administration Office the three of them shared. Ara and Hyun followed her. Hwa sat down at her desk and started typing away and everyone knew that within an hour they would know exactly who had taken their stock and within two, the culprit would be destroyed.

On the other hand, Hyun started strapping on the various weapons hanging on the opposite wall. As she sheathed her iconic twin daggers onto her thigh straps, she walked over to Ara.

'I'm going to take one of the capos and her soldiers to the stock warehouse and check it out for any evidence. You wanna join?' she asked. Ara shook her head. As the boss of the mafia, she kept minimal contact with the soldiers. baeB should have done the same as the underboss; she had an army of caporegimes and soldiers to do the dirty work for her. While baeB rarely went on missions, she joined investigations every once in a while when she was "in the mood". What pleasure she found in getting involved was lost to Ara, but she let her do what she wanted nonetheless. There was no stopping baeB when she made up her mind.

'Of course, big boss lady ZH won't join,' Hyun chuckled. Tapping Ara's shoulder as she walked past her, Hyun called out, 'I'll call you if I find anything. And tell Roze to let me know if she finds anything.' With that, the girl disappeared through one of the side doors, probably to contact one of her favourite caporegimes. Ara shook her head before sighing and taking her seat at her desk.

Her head was pounding from the lack of sleep due to the exams she had coming up. She would have to deal with their failing finances, which meant meeting up with associates who were to be profited from their sales and also breaking into her personal bank to pay for the supplies for the upcoming hits. While one part of her started listing all the things that needed to be done for the mafia, her other half was occupied with thoughts on how she would finish studying for the psychology finals. She had an exam scheduled for the next morning.

Burying her head in her hands, she took a deep breath. Whichever idiot had stolen from NTMR would be ripped limb from limb once she found them. She wondered if she would join baeB in torturing them as compensation for all the trouble she was going through.

Ara grabbed her laptop and started scheduling meetings. Just as she was about to send an email to one of her higher-up associates, Roze called her from the other side of the room. ZH shot up and walked over to her. As she did, her phone buzzed.

'Hey, baeB, what's up?' she asked.

'The situation is... interesting to say the least. I'll send the soldiers back to base. Get here as soon as you can.' With that, baeB cut the call. Roze looked up at her.

'What did she say?'

'Not much. Anyway, what did you find?'

Roze spun her laptop around. 'Looks like we have a few guests. I only got a name.' Ara raised a brow. It was odd for Roze to struggle with the set of skills the girls possessed.

'Well?'

Roze clicked on a tab, pages upon pages upon pages of numbers and letters Ara didn't understand popping up. Roze highlighted a singular word on the page.

'ATEEZ.'

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A/N: Where are all my Atinys at??

Honestly, this was meant to be a Seonghwa x OC fanfiction, but one of the side couples became waaaay too interesting, so they became the mains. The original OC is still a character in the story, with Seonghwa as her main love interest so not to worry.

Oh and here's the law of being an Atiny: Even if Hongjoong isn't your bias, he's your bias.

Sorry, I don't make the rules :)

Luv y'all!!! (^ 3^)

#mafia #fanfiction #ateez #ateez fanfic #kim hongjoong #hongjoong #ateez au #mafia au #fanfic #kpop

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Eight Day of Twelve - A Sweet Surprising Treat

A/N - these may be getting worse.. bit I'm glad everyone is enjoying them >.< When I first started I thought I'd have a bit more time to write but work is killing me with extra hours. So I'm doing my best lol.

As always click below for previous drabble

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"Jimmy, no." You glared at him from across the table as best you could. For some reason you couldn't pull off the Gibbs glare when it came to Palmer.

"Come on. I've seen the way she-"

"Oh sure, you can't see what's going on between Bishop and Nick but you somehow notice the sparkle in Sloane's eye when it comes to y/n?" Kasie all sass, taking another bite of her bacon. "When do you get out of your cave to spy on them anyway?"

"Oh please, that was all a bit of fun to see Nick's reaction." He waved off. "Plus I see everything." He wriggled his eyebrows and it seemed to take the creepiness out of his statement. Very Jimmy.

"Since when do you play with people like that?" You raised a brow, you were slightly impressed. Trying your best to ignore the stalker intent he mentioned. You'd circle back to his spying ways another time.

"Everyone seems to come to me with their secrets and problems or does it just happen because people confess more when there's a dead body around?" He questioned the universe, genuinely asking if that was the case.

You laughed, taking the last bite of your pancakes and washing it down with some coffee. This was your second cup in under half an hour. Last night had been a long one, Jack hadn't let you go to sleep until midnight. You shook your head at your own thoughts. Jack didn't let you do anything, you just didn't want to be the one to end the texting first. You paid the price with the lack of sleep and early morning rise for breakfast with friends.

"What you shaking your head at and don't say Jimmy." Kasie leant back in the booth beside you.

"How do you know it wasn't at Jimmy. I shake me head all the time at some of the things he spots out." That made Kasie laugh, mainly at Jimmy's reaction of shock humour.

"I shake my head at myself too but mainly I'm just running away because Gibbs always-" He looked over his shoulder and you both laughed at him.

It was good catching up with them outside of work. It had been a hectic month or so which meant everyone was busy sleeping if they weren't at work. The office Christmas party was only a week or two away and you and Jimmy seemed to be the only two excited. Probably because he wanted to show off his new ugly Christmas sweater he'd been raving about for weeks.

Breakfast was over too soon which Kasie being called into work to follow up with another teams case and evidence being brought in.

"Please. Let me."

"Why is everyone buying things for me lately." You huffed.

"Oh boo hoo. Poor me, I have a secret admirer who buys me gifts." Kasie fake wiped her eyes and rolled her eyes.

"You know in our line of business it could be classed as creepy."

"Thanks for putting that one in her head Jimbo." Kasie patted his back. " Mr always positive is lacking today."

"Gotta keep it real, kids." He cracked his knuckles as you pushed the door open and let them exit first.

"Never say that again. Please." You both laughed at Jimmy's pouted lip but agreeing nod.

"See you at work tomorrow." Kasie waved, hopping into her car.

"Enjoy your freedom." Jimmy grinned, walking a bit further to his car.

You made it to just after lunch when you got the call. It's not like you weren't expecting it and at least you got 24 hours rest before heading back in. First you needed to make a pit stop before who knows how long you'd be up til tonight. You needed the extra caffeine because the diner coffee was starting to wear off.

You got ready in a rush with the priority being coffee from your local around the corner. It technically being your Sunday you didn't put much effort into your attire and raced out the door.

You pulled your car into a spot just up from your coffee shop and slipped your gloves on before stepping out of the car. It was cool days like today where you wished you had a nice thick scarf to stop the icey breeze from hitting the back of your neck. You jacket collar just wasn't cutting it these days.

The coffee shop was warm and a nice breath of hot cocoa hit your nose when you opened the door.

"Ah there you are. I was wondering when you'd come in. No work this morning?" Sharon, the owner, came out from behind the counter with a cloth, wiping down the table beside you.

"Technically my Sunday but we got called in anyway." Your shoulders slumped and you added a little pout to make yourself seem even more whiney. "Need a pick me up, don't know how long it's going to be."

Sharon smiled, wiping down another table in two quick swipes before scooting around the counter to start your order. "One extra large coffee with two sugars and cream annnnd..." She turned around from the computer and picked up a box resting next to the coffee machine.

"What's this?" She placed the cardboard takeaway box in front of you.

"Open it silly." She beamed, finishing off your order in the computer and tapping her finger on the credit card machine.

You tapped your card before opening the box. It was six of your favourite cookies. "What?" You were even more confused.

"I got a call this morning. Don't bother asking who was it, I swore on my life O wouldn't give anything away." She held up her hand just as you were about to but in. "Nah! No questions. You get free cookies and no answers." She beamed as you rolled your eyes and grumbled a little. "Shush, I'll make your coffee and you go save the world."

You laughed, she had quickly become one of your favourite people in the neighbourhood. Always making conversation with the regular customers and making you feel cared about. She was very concerned one day when you hadn't shown up for a week ( you were on a stakeout) almost said she called the cops but then she remembered you were one and that you were most likely on important business. She was sweet and kind, giving you extra shots when it looked like you needed it and she'd tell you too.

Now she was in on this rouse and there was no way of getting information out of her. Not even Gibbs could crack this woman. I don't think he'd dare try.

You happily accepted the coffee, which had three shots in it not two like everyone got. With the box of cookies tucked under your arm and the caffeine already flowing through your veins again you headed to the crime scene with only one question on your mind. Who the hell was this secret gift giver?

. . . .

Hope this is ok, hardly edited >.< Enjoy while I work almost 9 hours when it was meant to be my day off. Ah Christmas in retail. Hate it.

#ncis #ncis x reader #ncis reader insert #ncis christmas #jimmy palmer #kasie hines #jack sloane #jack sloane x reader #ncis 12 days of christmas

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sillyrabbit81 · 3 years

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Her Heavy Cross

Summary: Three years after tragedy hits, Lana she decides to start dating again. She meets Will through a dating app and they begin an online romance. After months of constant requests, Lana relents and agrees to meet and go on an irl date with Will. But is Will who he says he is? Lana is quickly pulled into an intense relationship forcing her to confront her tragic past. Will Lana face it or will she close her heart forever?

Pairing: OMC x OFC

Word Count: approx 2.5k

Warnings: Smut, swearing

Authors Note: The story started as a Henry Cavill fanfiction but I changed it to be an original character, but shades of Henry are still there. Hope you enjoy the story and thanks for reading.

Part 6 Part 8

Part 7

Liam's phone rang. He ignored it and let it go to voicemail. When it rang again, he made a noise of disgust and took his phone out of his pocket to look at it. "It's my publicist. I had better take this."

Liam answered the phone and went outside to talk. I turned the oven on and started to unpack the groceries. Then I got the roast, put it in a baking tray, poured olive oil over the top and seasoned it with salt and some pepper. I got out some onions and garlic and started to cut them up to place around the roast to give it some added flavour.

"That looks great," Liam said when he came back in.

"Thanks," I said, and I gave him a grin. I took the tray and put it in the oven. I got my phone and put an alarm on, giving myself time to cook the veggies before they finished. A thought came to me, and before I could bite my tongue, I said, "They do say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach."

"Really?" Liam licked his lips, looked down at his pants and said, "I'd say they were aiming too high."

It took me a minute to work out what the joke was. When I finally did, I couldn't help but laugh and hide my face in my hands.

"You've gone so red!" Liam appeared to be having fun with my inability to control my blushes.

"Oh, my God!" I said, still hiding my face and laughing. "Alright, that was funny."

It took me a while to stop laughing. When I did, Liam said sombrely, "Sweetheart, I have to tell you something."

"Uh, oh, it doesn't sound good."

"It's not bad. I don't know how you will feel about it." Liam then told me that his publicist had called to let him know there were pictures put on Instagram and Twitter of the two of us kissing at the pub last night. "Your name hasn't been mentioned, and the photos look to be shot from pretty far away on a mobile, so someone in the pub took the pictures. Sarah says they probably aren't going to tell who you are by the pictures unless someone who knows you well comes forward."

I think if my eyes bulged out of my head any further, they would have fallen out and rolled on the floor. "That quick?" It was all I could think to say.

"Yeah. It's hard to know what will come out and when. A lot of times I go out, and no one notices me, but other times I have paps or members of the public following me for hours."

"Who's Sarah?"

"My publicist." Liam reached across the bench and took my hand in his. "Are you ok?"

"You say they don't know who I am?" Liam nodded, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I wasn't happy but what was I going to do about it? I picked at my nails. I needed to paint them; the pale pink polish was starting to chip.

"You ok?" Liam asked again

I shrugged. "Your life is weird."

Liam chucked. "You keep telling me that."

"So, what happens now?"

"Well, usually Sarah would say to private all social media, but she had a look and said she could only find a Facebook profile for you which was already private. Do you have any others? Instagram? Twitter? Snapchat?"

"No. I have a YouTube account that I use to watch videos, but that isn't linked to my real name or email. Also, a Tumblr account, again not associated with my name. And no pictures of me."

"Tumblr?" He raised an eyebrow. His fucking lip twitched.

"I was a confused 22-year-old ok?" I said a bit defensively. "I haven't used it in years," I remembered then the dating site we met on. I quickly logged on and selected the options to hide the account.

"Ok, well, there's not much else right now. A few rags called Sarah for comment. She said the standard no comment and asked for my privacy to be respected. The rest is up to you."

"Up to me?" I asked, confused. "What's up to me?"

"When you want to confirm the relationship and release your name."

"Liam, I met you less than 24 hours ago and have known you only a few months. I'm not ready for that. I like you a lot, but maybe you pick your nose and eat it, and I'll have to dump your arse tomorrow and then it's been a big song and dance over nothing." I joked. The mood had gotten too heavy for me. I wanted to talk about something else.

"Sweetheart, I'd never do that." He smiled sweetly, "I'd make you eat it."

"Ewww!" I screamed.

"Get over here." He chased me around the bench, and after a few evasions and some more squeals, he caught me. Perrin came in through the doggy door and barked at Liam a few times. Our behaviour obviously scandalised him. "Perrin," I called. "Come here, boy."

"You think your dog can save you?"

"Of course, he's very protective of my honour."

"We will see about that." Liam bent over, and I thought he was going to tackle me. Instead of flying backwards, I was hoisted forward and found myself over his shoulder. I screamed as I heard a loud crack, my hands flying to my bum.

"Did you just smack my arse?" I must admit I was finding all the manhandling arousing. I wasn't going to let him know that, though.

"Yes, I did. Want another?" Liam was heading down the hallway, taking me to the bedroom.

I giggled. "No!"

"The lady doth protest too much, methinks," Liam quoted. Shakespeare sounded good with his accent. I giggled some more, and I got another one. Yes, very arousing.

Liam hummed. "I quite like the view here." He rubbed my bottom and took me into my bedroom.

I was very close to his round bum. "This view is not so bad either," I said and smacked his arse. Unfortunately, it probably hurt me more than it hurt him. His butt was tight!

Liam dropped me onto the bed at that point, and the look on his face was hysterical. I couldn't stop laughing, and tears were rolling down my face. Then I did the most embarrassing thing: I snorted.

That was it. Both of us couldn't stop. Every time I calmed enough to think I could speak, one look at Liam's face, and I'd be off again.

Eventually, we stopped, and I was able to say, "Oh my God, your face! That was so bloody funny." I wiped my eyes.

"I think that may have been the first time someone's done that to me."

"Really? Didn't you go to an all-boys school?"

"Yes, but it wasn't the US." Liam tried suppressing a grin as he said, "we got ball taps."

I tried not to laugh. I really did. "Oh, my God!" I was off again.

We watched the original Mad Max before I had to go and finish dinner. I was horrified when Liam said he hadn't seen it before. I immediately made him watch it. He said it was ok, the concept was great, but he didn't love it. I told him he needed a brain scan.

When I went to make dinner, Liam offered to help, but I told him not to be silly.

Liam sat at the kitchen bench chatting to me while I chopped and blanched the vegetables. After a while, he said he had to call Sarah and his assistant Ryan to make sure he had organised the dog walker to take Cole for a walk and play.

"Any update from Sarah?" I asked Liam when he returned. I feigned disinterest while I finished slicing the roast.

"All the same right now. Some sites have posted the pictures, saying I was spotted drinking with an "unknown female companion." The pictures have circulated a bit on Twitter, but it's mostly just by fans. They haven't hit the mainstream yet. It's all fairly standard, and it will go away by tomorrow by the looks of it."

"Good," I said. A look I couldn't interpret passed over Liam's face. He masked it pretty quickly. I opened my mouth to ask if he was ok but shut it again. I said, instead, "dinner's ready." I passed Liam his plate.

"Thank you," Liam said, leaning over to kiss me before eating. I watched as he cut up some beef and started chewing. "Pretty good. Almost as good as Mum's," he teased with a wink.

I elbowed him, and God bless him; he pretended it hurt.

We ate in silence for a while. I gave a few pieces to Perrin. He was so old, and I couldn't help but spoil him occasionally. He won't be around forever.

After dinner, Liam insisted on helping me clean up, and we stacked the dishwasher. Watching him bend over, his jeans straining as he put the plates in, stirred some feelings. Erotic feelings.

"Want to watch another movie?" He asked.

"Not really," I said. "I'm in the mood for some dessert."

"Ice-cream? I can't have any, but you can."

"Not ice-cream," I said, shaking my head. I looked at him with my very best bedroom eyes.

"What do you want then? Want me to go to the shops?" He said, not catching on. I put my arms around his waist. "If you let me borrow your car, I'll go. I can just go on my own."

"No, you wombat." I met his hips with mine, his eyes widened. "What I want is right here." I wriggled against him. Liam grinned widely, his cheeks creasing in such a sexy way.

"I thought you were shy."

"I am getting used to you," I said. "The real me is coming out." The truth of my words took me by surprise. I looked away, second-guessing myself. Why did I do that?

"I like her," Liam said hoarsely. If he hadn't spoken then, I think I would have stopped. But when his hands went into my hair, and he pulled, stretching my throat, I knew I wasn't going to stop. He kissed me there, and his teeth grazed my skin. My fingers reached under his shirt, and they gripped his back. My nails dug into his skin.

"Bedroom?" I whispered.

"Bedroom," he agreed and walked me backwards to my room.

"You promised me something earlier today," Liam said in between kisses. We were close to my bed.

"What's that?"

He stopped kissing me and cupped my face with his hands. "You said I could undress you."

Liam took hold of my t-shirt and waited. I nodded. He slowly lifted my shirt up and over my head before dropping it to the ground. He tilted his head as if contemplating and gently turned me around.

I felt Liam gather my hair and put it over my shoulder. He caressed my back with his fingertips, making me shiver with pleasure. I heard him give a satisfied hum before undoing my bra. He turned me around again and took hold of my bra straps, pulling them down my arms.

When I dropped my bra beside my shirt, Liam took a step back. He looked me up and down, his eyes hungry. I wanted to cover myself under his intense gaze, my earlier courage wavering under his scrutiny.

My arms started to move, and he gave me a stern look. "You're not thinking of hiding now, are you?"

I shook my head and forced my arms back by my sides. "Good, because I want to look. You're quite the sight." As if to emphasise his point, he adjusted himself through his pants. I felt a thrill of excitement flow through me and felt the familiar throbbing between my legs.

Liam got down on his knees and kissed my belly. His rough stubble tickled. "Your skin is so soft," he said in a low voice. He undid my jeans and kissed a trail down as he unzipped me. His breath was warm, and I felt it through the cotton of my briefs, his last kiss placed just above my slit.

It was almost agony. I moaned at his teasing breath and lips. Then Liam pulled down my underwear and kissed my mound. I felt his tongue part my lips, and when he found what he was looking for, he flattened his tongue and moaned into me.

I didn't know what to do. For a moment, I wanted to stop Liam, but it felt too good. I could feel my resolve waning. I didn't want to wait. Why should we wait? What was I waiting for? I had to stop thinking and go with it, enjoy him, enjoy the experience. I put my fingers in his hair as he licked and sucked at me. He seemed to remember what I liked, and soon I was close to my peak.

One of his fingers played at my entrance. I silently begged for Liam to put it in. My core was desperate to be filled. His finger slowly entered me, and I was lost. I needed him. At that moment, all I wanted was to feel more of him inside me, have him fill me.

I felt like this was the moment. If I don't ask Liam now, I probably never would. If I didn't want him now, why am I even allowing this to happen? I wanted him. He excited me like no one had done since Andy. He had knocked down the defences I'd built to keep myself alone. Keep me in my grief and guilt. I didn't want to be alone anymore. I wanted to feel desired again.

"Fuck me?" I asked. The words just tumbled out. I knew at that moment I would beg if I had to. "Please, Liam, I want you to fuck me."

I wasn't sure if Liam heard me. He increased his attention, and I felt the pressure building. His hand gripped my arse, his fingers digging into my cheeks as he pulled me closer to him. The short rough hair on his cheeks and chin tickled against my thighs. My legs buckled. I couldn't stand up anymore. He held me there while I panted and moaned, seeking release.

I felt my climax arrive like a bolt of lightning. It was sudden and intense. My body contracted as waves of pleasure exploded over me. Short, wordless shouts came from my mouth until it was over. I collapsed onto the bed.

I laid there a while, eyes closed, trying to catch my breath. Liam was shuffling around and heard his belt come undone. I felt the bed dip, and I opened my eyes to find Liam naked, climbing up the bed until his face was above mine.

Liam supported some of his weight with one hand and laid on me, our whole bodies skin to skin. He was warm to touch, and he almost felt hot to my now cooled skin.

"Ask me again," Liam said.

Part 8

#original story #original fiction #romantic story

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wintrgarden · 4 years

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a latte for your thoughts?

// a fan fiction dedicated to the winter garden couple of hospital playlist //

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"Ikjun, do you have my warm cup of hot latte?" Jeong won said, while walking towards him in the hospital's open space to take a break during his night shift.

"Here. Isn't it tiring in the PICU these days?" Ikjun replied with worried eyes.

"A little. I don't mind it though.

Yah, do you remember my liver transplant patient, Mina?"

"Yeah, the one where we had to cut the donor's liver to a quarter because it won't fit the tiny baby's body. What about her?"

"I went to her a while ago. She woke up, and winked at me like this!" Jeongwon lit up whenever he talks about his patients' recovery. His eyes sparkled and his smile widened. He repeated the wink so much that it could have been mistaken for a blink. In fact, he was so giddy that he didn't notice someone approaching.

"Professor Ikjun? The test results of patient Jiwon are out. Could you take a look at it?"

Jang Gyeoul, the third year resident of General Surgery has been standing there for a few moments, waiting for the two professors to actually notice.

While hiding his laugh, Ikjun followed suit. Jeongwon was left on the bench with an unwavering smile on his face.

Looking at him, one would think that his drink was too sweet to make him smile like that. Eavesdropping on their conversation would transform him into a humanitarian. But to delve into his thoughts --- now that, that's a different story.

It's nice to actually see an angel, once in a while. Just enough to keep me on my feet. I might be even enthralled by its eyes that don't wink but are enveloped with fascinating halo-like things. Even if this angel doesn't have wings, it has the most power to chase evil away. I wasn't sure if this angel could save me --- until it actually did.

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"Yah, Ahn Jeongwon, are you sleeping here again?" Junwan said, while entering their shared office.

"O~ I just finished my night shift. I just lied down."

"Have you eaten?"

"I'll eat later."

"I also haven't eaten yet. Let's eat breakfast."

"Will you stop bugging me if I eat?" Junwan then pulled Jeongwon out of the cot, and dragged him to the packed cafeteria to fall in line.

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"One iced latte, please. Oh, and a sandwich."

With the same baggy eyes and pale skin, Gyeoul was ordering her morning coffee. Just enough to keep her awake until she gets home.

"Annyeonghaseyo~" She greeted the two professors.

"De~" Jeongwon said, while Junwan nodded in response.

CODE BLUE --- CS. 3RD FLOOR. CODE BLUE --- CS. 3RD FLOOR.

Without a beat, Junwan, a Cardiothoracic Surgery Professor, left hurriedly. Jeongwon was then left alone. Gyeoul took her order and searched for a seat.

"One warm cup of hot latte and a pancake, please."

After getting his order, Jeongwon followed through and tried to find his way in the crowd. It was full of doctors and nurses waiting to start their morning shifts, so the noise was understandable.

"Professor! Here!" Gyeoul pointed to a newly vacant seat in front of her. The morning rush got the best of them that Jeongwon didn't think twice and made his way.

The crowd was boisterous. Jeongwon and Gyeoul's silence was awkward. It was not the kind of environment you'd want after a 12-hour shift.

But it was all worth it. At least for one of them.

"How was the Emergency Room last night?" Jeongwon blurted after taking a bite of his pancake.

"It's okay. There were a lot of unpredictable cases, most of which were tiring, as usual." Gyeoul's detailed answer was so calm. It seemed that the Professor's unexpected friendliness didn't bother her.

"Do you have someone to take you home?"

"What? No. I can go by myself." With a polite tone, Gyeoul showed her surprise with the question.

"I'll give you a ride home."

"No, you don't need to---"

"I insist. I still haven't bought you the meal you asked from me, anyway. Can a ride home suffice?"

Gyeoul was bewildered. But with the professor's kind nature, it seemed like something he would do for literally anyone. He wasn't called the "Buddha" for nothing, anyway.

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"It's that apartment on the right, Professor."

"This one?"

"Yes. Thank you for the ride."

"It's not a problem. The next time we catch ourselves on a rough patch, I can take you home again."

Gyeoul smiled. Her first that day. Then, she opened the door to get out.

"Oh, shit! I forgot!" The car stopped. Jeongwon's shock even surprised Gyeoul.

"Why, Professor? What happened?"

"I totally forgot about it. I was scheduled to get my car battery change the other week, then I forgot and was planning to do it today."

Sleeping in the cot that morning wasn't just to save time to rest up. He actually had long, overdue chores and was saving some energy to do them.

"Do you have a contact to a car battery seller?" Gyeoul asked.

"Yeah, I'll contact them now."

It was still early in the morning, around 6 o'clock. The service opened at 9 o'clock, so delivery wasn't possible after an hour or so.

Gyeoul stayed with him until things got settled. It was getting chilly, and the overwhelming fatigue got the best out of Jeongwon.

"Professor, you could rest a little in my place... if you like. You can sleep while waiting."

Jeongwon hesitated a bit, but decided to give in.

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"I'll just get an extra pillow and some blankets." said Gyeoul, while Jeongwon helped in fixing the convertible sofa bed in her living room.

Once fixed, he sat and removed his shoes.

"You live alone?" he asked Gyeoul once she got back.

"Yes, for a while now." she replied as she handed him the pillow.

"Ah, I see."

"I'll just be in my room. You can call me if you need anything."

"Thank you... Also, I'm sorry for being so troublesome." His shy look gave him away.

"It's nothing, don't worry." Gyeoul smiled, and went into her room.

Jeongwon lied down. He couldn't believe what was happening --- and how the situation could naturally give a wrong impression. If he told Ikjun about this, he would make fun of him and joke about how he got things to escalate so quickly. Junwan would tap him on the back and commend him for finally picking up some tricks of his. Songhwa would be very much amused, and would romanticize the whole situation. Meanwhile, Seokhyeong would remind him that he's an OB-GYN Professor, and that he delivers babies very well. He would be of service to Jeongwon if ever he needed one.

His thoughts started to tone down, and after no time, he was asleep.

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"Professor?"

......

"Professor? I fixed some lunch. Do you want to eat?" Gyeoul wore an apron over some loose shirt and pajamas now, and sun was already high up.

Jeongwon looked at his wrist watch.

2:24 PM.

He quickly sat up.

"I'm sorry, did the service arrive? I must have been in a deep sleep."

"Yes, they arrived a few hours ago. I tried to wake you, but you were soundly asleep."

"I'm really sorry. You had to pay them, didn't you? I'll just pay you back."

"The receipts are there, over the table."

Jeongwon went to get them, and was distracted with the smell of food coming from the kitchen.

"Professor, I fixed some lunch for us, if you want to eat..."

He felt ashamed to take another offer, but hearing his stomach grumble made him look the other way, again.

Gyeoul was already fixing the table for two, while Jeongwon sat quietly and contemplated how much trouble he caused her all in a single day.

"I'm really sorry... I meant to wake up, seriously. I was just really tired from last night."

"It's okay." Gyeoul said with a chuckle. "I'm not holding anything against you, Professor." she added as she handed out his chopsticks.

"Thank you for the meal." he then said.

Everything was new to Ahn Jeongwon. He didn't need to wipe the table, or arrange the food, or even wear an apron. He didn't even need to worry if he was going to get enough food, as everything was already at his disposal. This new scenario keeps him gushing.

Being alone with a girl, in her apartment, eating her cooked food, and feeling something that only grown-ups alone in an enclosed space would feel. It wasn't like this was the first time something like this is happening, he often said to himself. It somehow eased his discomfort.

All while knowing the truth that this is in fact the first time.

But it's not like Jeongwon didn't have the opportunity and ability to; he just chose not to. His faith led him to a different path, and he was decisive to go this way. For the longest time, this weighed more than any choice he had to make in his life. But this time, something, or perhaps someone, was gonna tip the scale.

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"Yah! Jang Gyeoul! What's this?" Chu Minha screamed as Gyeoul entered the GS Department, in time for another night shift.

Someone left iced latte for her. With a double bacon sandwich. And some patches to ease pain. It came with a written note, saying:

"To my Good Samaritan. Thank you~

---- Ahn Jeongwon"

The handwriting made Gyeoul smile.

"Why did Pediatric Surgeon Prof. Ahn Jeongwon gave you coffee? And why are you smiling?"

"Nothing. It's just to repay a good deed."

"That's the most vague yet unsuspicious answer I've ever heard! Good deeds really cannot be questioned at all. I wish someone would also give me coffee." Minha wouldn't stop, but Gyeoul wasn't listening either.

She focused on the note. And the coffee. And the sandwich.

While remembering the long day with Ahn Jeongwon.

#hospitalplaylist #wintergarden #fanfiction #ahnjeongwon #janggyeoul #shinhyunbin #yooyeonseok

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carrottuan93 · 3 years

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Haven’t met you yet | Mark

Masterlist (3/4) | part1 - part2 - part4

Starring: MK x You

Tags: Mark Tuan, Fluff, Destiny, Waiting, Christmas, Bookworm, Nerd, Love, Fate

Total WC: 2194

You nearly puked your guts out to the sight of Jackson sticking to Eunhee and hugging her like forever has been robbed from them. You failed to confide to your best friend about what happened to you in the last 24 hours. So as not to spoil their couple time together, you chose to not disturb them and just mingle with all the kids in the sweet treats section. You love kids so much you play Santa and distributed macarons to each one of them. As expected, most of your close friends and guests brought their own boyfriends, if not, their own husbands and it was a nice show to witness, with sarcasm aside. Thanks to Jackson’s little cousins, they keep you entertained with their bubbly personality.

“One with the kids, sure you’re missing the party in the adult section, no?” The sight of a guy clad in a formal white dress shirt, tucked in a black denim pants partnered with a classic chuck taylor, and a gray winter coat, welcomed your eyes. Guys who dress fashionably is such a head turner for you.

“Actually, they keep me company so I’m having fun to be honest.” You replied, feeling all the weird sensation cascading across your spine. You feel a bit nauseous whenever guys approach you. You don’t know if you even want to be with a guy right now, after your embarrassing experience last night.

“My cousins here are a bunch of nuisance, you’ll get tired of them soon.” He picked one matcha macaron from the aisle and took a bite of it. You observed his expression. A smile crept up to his face and you caught sight of Eunhee in a distant, gossiping to Jackson that you’re having a moment with his cousin. You certainly know that they’re mentally pairing you up already and you are growing nervous about the plans that they are possibly plotting behind your back.

“You like it? I bought them all the way from a café near my workplace that sells classic macarons just like the original ones from Paris.” He nodded in approval as you watch him took another piece, this time it’s strawberry. That’s your favorite flavor among the rest and you can really tell that the sweet tooth runs on Jackson’s bloodline by how his cousins, from the little chubby ones and the grown up beside you, munch on your favorite treat.

“I never really eat macarons, but you introduced me into it. You deserve a recognition, uhm?” He lifted his hand for a handshake. He doesn’t know your name yet so you took his hand and introduced yourself right away.

“It’s Y/n, Eunhee’s best friend. Thank you for the recognition by the way. Well, you come here with a date?” You’re mentally tiptoeing above the thin ice. It’s better to assume that this cute guy over here is already taken, I mean with his looks, he's totally a charmer, you thought to yourself.

“I didn’t bring anyone with me, so I assume you also come along on your own, no?” Green light. Okay, you need to calm down. This isn’t like any of your past blind dates but first meetups are usually nerve wracking and scary so you played the innocent heroine that you are and chose to just go with the flow seeing how Eunhee and Jackson are staring at you maliciously from Mark’s back, you know they were able to receive the death notes you are sending them via telepathy.

“That explains it.” It’s not that you had a thing with cute guys, but maybe you just discovered it right now. You can tell he’s a decent one, a cool and random Asian-American import from the west and maybe if you’re an ice cream, you already turned into liquid by the way he stares at you.

“I don’t know anything about you yet, but would you trust a complete stranger to celebrate your Christmas eve with? If you’re up for it, we’ll leave this party right away because I can tell that you’re going to get sick from all these couples outnumbering us.” Have you been a good girl this year? You didn’t include this guy on your Christmas list but Santa rewarded you without even asking for it.

“I’m putting my trust on you knowing that Jackson is a good guy so does his cousin. I'll sue him and he’ll answer for the damages and fines in case you failed to bring me back in good shape.” You both let out a hefty chuckle earning glares from your best friend and her boyfriend. You’ve decided to pursue your spontaneous trip with Mark and the next thing you know you’re already closing the front door upon your exit even before the two of them could react to your great and grand escape.

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He took you on a ride away from the busy and bustling streets of Seoul. You're thrilled to find out that he actually brought you to Namsan Tower, the highest peak in the city. You're awed expression cannot suffice the picturesque panoramic scenery of Seoul unfolding in front of your very eyes when you entered the observatory on the top most floor. You were unable to talk all of a sudden and your heart is brimming with unexplained strings of emotion as you kept on taking pictures and videos of the breathtaking place that sent your eyes into a food coma.

"I only went to N tower once, or maybe twice but that was during the day and I have no idea that this is how it looks at night. It's a miss, nobody will be able to witness this scene on a Christmas eve the way we're seeing it right now." You forgot about your shameful episodes of last night's happenings and your worries disappeared in just an instant.

"I kind of paid for tonight's reservation when I arrived here in Korea a week ago, with the hopes of spending Christmas only to myself. Consider yourself lucky, you've managed to join me on this one-time event. Heck, the price I paid for is totally worth it. Come here and try this." He urged you to look on the telescope, and to your surprise, you're taking in every aspect of the city in a bird's eye perspective. Everything you look at is really stunning. Like you never really imagined that perfection exists for real until tonight and you're experiencing it with a random guy whom you've only met an hour ago. Your eyes met his and you wished you aren't redder than a rotten tomato for looking like a lost deer caught on a headlight.

"The view here is really pretty.” He gave you a smile, too charming for your own consumption.

“It really is.” He’s even prettier than the view. You can only sense your guy-o-meter raising for Mark. Good lord, is this a sign? Your mind is now ready to tick the ideal guy boxes on your list.

“We shouldn't keep this New York style pizza from waiting while it is hot.” He chuckled, like the cute kid that he is. There is something with his unique laugh that you really don’t mind hearing at all. Is he older than me? Please, I don’t want to date someone younger than me.

“Okay, sure kid.” You followed him as he sat on the ground in a dimly lit room radiating a romantic atmosphere under the starry and chilly skies of Seoul. This is not a date, but a friendly escape out of boredom planned by two single hearts on a Christmas eve. As if you’re two partners in crime, sitting on one of the highest skyscrapers in town, while sharing a box of pizza. It’s just that you aren’t Bonnie and neither he is your Clyde but you're loving the idea of him as someone whom you can rely on.

“I’m older than you, silly.” The sight of a wine bottle behind him caught your attention and wondered where it came from. He noticed you eyeing the prize so he did the honor and poured you a glass of wine while you’re devouring your slice of pizza. You never imagined that eating pizza is too romantic and one for the books.

“Any proof that you’re actually above 25? Cause you really look young. With that face, you can qualify for a student discount on public transports and still save money for your commute.” You want to make sure that he’s at least 5 years older than you. You prefer dating someone older than you because they always say that a guy's maturity is a year delayed for his age.

“Trust me, I just know. I’m old enough to buy a house and enter into casinos, I guess.” He gave you a wink and you felt a gush of strong wind blew your senses away. He’s totally a Romeo and you took a swig of wine while observing him secretly.

“So you’re a gambler? I might have been spending my time with some kind of a mafia leader and still have no clue about it.” He’s laughing at it again. I might have a talent with making cute guys laugh and that’s an asset I only discovered right now.

“What, no! But my dad is a big spender in casinos. My duty is to look out for him and take him home before he could even bet our fortune with his leisure. I could always hear him say ‘It has gotta be all or nothing’. He’s born for taking risks and maybe I got that gene from him that’s why.” He stretched his legs and sat like he’s on a photoshoot. He’s not a model but he can beat the professional ones even without the need for screening.

“What’s the biggest risk you’ve taken in your life so far?” You folded your legs as you watch him wonder with his eyes fixed on the ceiling. He poured a glass for himself and you noticed that he used the same glass that you drink on.

“I believe we’re taking risks everyday in our lives. The only difference is the distance of our leap towards taking or not taking chances at all. Like when you’re playing a game, everything starts with equal opportunities. It’s a race to the witch mountain. The first one to gamble takes it all. You gotta be the predator of every tournament and you gotta be the last one standing in a survival of the fittest. If you’re brave enough to take the earliest start, you can use that advantage to ace your end game. It’s all about timing and investing. Win or lose streak. There is no such thing as a grey area when it comes to taking risks. You don’t get to tie with anybody. Either you’ll win or lose. You just have to trust your instincts and roll your dice like everyday is your last day on earth. If I go for something, I go all in. No half-baked decisions. Because my father taught me that risks equates to rewards and I’m all up for the extremes of both worlds. That’s the one thing I’m best at. I know how to play the game nice and fair because I know how to measure the corners of a square and even the distance around the circle which is not visible to the naked eye. After all, he considers me as his lucky charm. That explains my presence to his endless casino nights. And he hardly ever loses if I’m with him. Sure, Pops are probably waiting for me at our doorstep in LA right now. Too bad, his son is on the other side of the world, taking his own risk of a lifetime.” You left with no words to say. He’s too deep, a food for the soul. Guys like him are the ones that can be displayed in museums. He’s a delicate art and nobody should be allowed to touch him but the curator. And you’d want to take that role.

“What if you lose? If you go all in and you lose everything all at once? Have you experienced it already?” you asked, admiring the tiny mole sitting under his left eye. You decided to take your second glass of wine.

“The best thing about losing is that you’ve tried. I don’t take failures as an excuse for not trying again and taking another risk the next day. If I lose, so what? That only means you’re brave because you grow stronger with every fall that you take. Like a bamboo tree, it only bends but it doesn’t break. Life is all about swimming against the current of uncertainties and finding yourself floating on top of your insecurities.” As if he’s summarizing all the lessons in life, you’d always want to go for the front seat. He’s a walking self-help book, and maybe Mark Manson’s book of ‘the subtle art of not giving a fuck’ would have to sit longer in my shelf for the meantime. I got a risk-taker author Mark, right here and I got nothing to worry about.

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Bully me for four years, I'll make sure you go nowhere in life.

I apologize for the unusually long back story TL; DR at the bottom.

So to understand all of what I'm going to write its important to understand that I was bullied heavily in school. I have talked now and again about it here in the past and understanding this is important to understand why this person effected me so much. After leaving school things started to get better, it took me a while to recover with the help of some great friends. At one point I needed to start looking for work. At this point, it was 2005 - 06. Things weren't going so well in the job market around my area and being broke I couldn't just leave for better pastures so I ended up joining the army instead. It didn't last (that's another story), what's important happened after. While I was away my friend's group picked up a couple more nerds for the crew. Among these was useless bully (or UB for short). Thing is that this guy was a gamer like everyone else for the exception of one large quark. He was very egotistical and really liked talking shit. It didn't take long for him to single me out, it really does seem like bullies can sniff out what they call a good target. He really likes to talk shit, often crossing the line between common bullcrappery and real insults. It was obvious he didn't seem to like me but for some reason liked having me around. Some of my other friends even noticed and tried getting him to stop but he took it like a badge of honor, even told me so himself once. I'm not going to get any deeper about what he did as its not the point of this story.

So now you ask why did I stick around and why did my friends put up with such a douchebag. Well, for one thing, I knew my friends far longer then he was around and they were fine. They themselves weren't good at conflict and UB was very smart. He knew exactly what to say to skirt around things if needed. So part of the time they would enable him and the rest he knew how to manipulate them so they would give a pass. It was an abuse cycle, he would act like an asshat one moment and the next to be all nice, in the end, they got too used to this and became a little blind to what he was doing.

But let's continue. I'll start with one particular event that started it all. As anyone who knows me knows, I'm a computer geek. I like to work on them, build them and so on, and it's important to know that so does UB. Like a typical bully, he labeled me as incompetent in all things and treated me accordingly. So to him, I am not even a novice, even though by the time I met him I already started building. Enter that key moment. One night after a night of LOL (League of Legends) I decided to ask the guys something. I asked him and the rest what the L cache was for a CPU. Something I didn't know yet at the time. He, of course, blew me off. Later that night I googled it and while doing so I had an epiphany. Just because UB refused to be helpful shouldn't mean I can't be. So I started offering help at work, beginning with word of mouth then over time I went freelance and time marched on. I eventually moved away met my now wife and broke ties with UB. I kept up with some of my friends though, if they wanted to be friends with him I didn't care as long as they respected the fact that we won't be going near each other.

Time still passed, I got better as a freelancer and eventually earned my way into a legit IT job in my home town. Things are great, one of my dream jobs. Eventually, the shit hit the fan when not long ago my co-worker got fired for doing something he shouldn't have done. (Don't ask, I'm not going to post any info about it.) This of course left a spot open. In the search for a replacement, I offered the spot to one of my friends who declined, but through him, as I found later, UB found out. Low and behold a couple of applicants later he showed up for an interview. My boss sets these up and would take my exco-worker to the interviews, but now I fill that role. So when UB showed up I was surprised, I kept my cool though and so did he. It was obvious he recognized me but shown no fear. Remember this guy is really egotistical and probably thinks things are in the bag already. The interview was normal, I'll skip to the nitty-gritty here so I'll skip to the later part of the interview. Please note that any extra info trickled to me over the years was from the friends that still hang out with him.

B =Boss UB= Useless bully Me=Me and only me.

B: Do you have any experience in an independent team environment?

UB: I'm a manager at Wall-Mart and I know the ins and outs of teamwork. I can handle myself. (Note he managed the electronics and wasn't very respected)

Me: Do you have any experience with a ticket system or ordering system.

UB: No, but I think I can handle it.

Boss: On your resume, you turned in says you went to college for a degree in computer repair but you forgot to put in when. When did you get your degree?

UB: I forgot to finish that I actually finished a year ago.

I knew this was bs, he actually graduated a year before I met him so it's been over a decade by this point. At this point, I started to lay down some pressure and sow the roots of this mans demise.

Me: In your resume, it only shows you working at two different places and there is a time gap in between both of several years, can you explain that?

UB: Oh that was a typo I worked at xx place for a while, I ended up quitting and a month later I started as a manager at Wall-Mart.

Note that made that whole thing suspicious because I knew for a long time he job hopped a lot, even while we hung out he lost three jobs. He did actually get hired straight into his role at Wall-Mart but he didn't mention the job where earned his way up to that position and got fired for being an asshole to his co-workers.

Me: If a computer went down on the shop floor, how would you handle the situation?

UB: I would go down and fix it duh.

Me: What if it was completely unserviceable.

UB: No, there is nothing I can't fix.

His ego was showing through, just as I wanted. Time to start cutting this interview down to size.

Me: So if the memory were to say go bad, your telling me you could fix that?

UB: Well I'm sure I could handle it.

My boss looked at me a bit wondering about why I kept going with it but he let me continue.

UB: Don't you have replacements for memory and things?

Me: Some times.

UB: Well that's bull.

I was surprised he said that but I knew he was starting to slip. He gets mouthy when he feels his ego is being stroked even if it's just him doing the stroking.

Me: So out of your experience, would you say you are a hardware specialist or a program specialist.

UB: I can do both but I can lean towards hardware. I can fix anything you toss my way.

Me: So lets test that a bit. Boss do you have any hardware questions you want answering?

Boss: Sure, how long does a coax cable have to be before any signal degradation starts?

UB: uhhu.

He struggled, I could tell he slipped, that question is my bosses go to question because most people don't know it and he really just wants to see how they respond.

UB: I don't remember at the moment, I did some work hooking up cable for people in the past when the cable company needed some help so I'll remember it sooner or later.

MORE BS.

My boss was seeing through it to, he knows this business like the back of his hand so he knows what's up.

Boss: "Me" do you have any questions?

The sign my boss was done with the interview.Me: Sure just one last question.

I turn to UB and I grin. I look him dead in the eye and ask.

Me: So what's the purpose of the L cache of a standard CPU?

He went white, he knew the jig was up. I don't think he fully knew what I meant but he knew enough to know when to give up.

UB: I don't know that one, it was never brought up in class.

I accepted his last statement, and we ended the interview. My boss told him he would be contacted within 24 to 48 hours with any results. He left and my boss looked at me a little annoyed. He asked me what was going on and I explained it all. That I knew UB, what kind of person he was and about the lies on his resume and in the interview. I told him I just wanted to give him a chance to either mess it up or prove he could handle it. My boss is pretty understanding so he let it go. Needless to say, UB was not chosen to fill the vacant spot.

Two days later UB showed up at my door unexpected. It was Saturday and I figured he found my place through one of the others. My wife answered the door not knowing who he was. Dude fricken walked in like he owned the place. I stopped him at the front mudroom, there was no way I was going to let him in any further. Note that there was more yelling than this but I cut it down for simplification.

UB: So what the hell happened?

Me: What not even a hello how are you?

UB: I never got a callback so I called to ask and they said I didn't get the job.

Dude had a bad tone in his voice, I knew he was here just to rage. A person that egocentric always blames others and I was target numero uno.

Me: What the hell are you here for!?

UB: What the hell did you tell him about me?

Me: Nothing that wasn't true, now get the fuck out!

UB: Bullshit, I know you can't really handle that kind of work, what did you do, suck some one-off? You just didn't want around because you know I would upstage you!

Me: What the hell would you know, you wouldn't even let me talk about computers when we hung out, you just labeled me and treated me like shit. Dude, I told my boss exactly what happened, how it happened, I didn't have to lie or exaggerate. You choose to act terribly, you choose to bully someone, you choose to create a bad representation of your self, as far I see it, its just karma. If you really cared instead of barging into my house you would be trying to fix where you fucked up.

UB: I don't need to do anything, go back and fix it!

Me: Screw you get the hell out before I call the cops.

UB: I'm not afraid of them.

Me: Fine!

I yelled to my wife to call the cops, after this UB new I wasn't screwing around and left in a huff.

The aftermath so far from this is him calling everyone he could to tell them how bad of a person I am like some 14-year-old kid bitching to his classmates at school. Figures because of how immature he really is, or at least, in my opinion anyway. So far no one has taken him seriously enough and some of my friends said he is still fuming but pretty demoralized. As for the position, it has yet to filled.

TL;DR Friends introduce a bully to the group, he shits on me for four years so years later I screw him out of his dream job and a better life.

(source) story by (/u/Atlusfox)

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denkiillgetmochiwyou · 4 years

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Here's a prompt list to get me started on my fanfics

1. "You're too cute"

2. "Are you serious right now?"

3. "That's not the answer, [name]"

4. "Can you tone down the violence please? I'm trying to watch [a movie, show, mv]"

5. "You're a pain"

6. "But you love me"

7. "Ha ha, you're so funny I almost choked"

8. "That's inappropriate"

9. "It's 2am and I just wanted to get my kiss goodnight"

10. "Shut up I don't believe you"

11. "My standard is here, he's up there. Of course he's out of my league"

12. "What did you just say?"

13. "You're a fool"

14. "Stop staring, you're making me/her/him shy"

15. "You see me and turn as if you don't know me"

16. "People who talk too much always die in movies"

17. "Watch out, you're about to get murdered. And no, I won't be making it look like accident"

18. "Come back to bed"

19. "Stop pushing me away"

20. "Thank you.. for loving me"

21. "My biggest mistake was you/befriending you"

22. "The truth hurts, doesn't it?"

23. "I'm not your coat rack, carry your own fucking bag"

24. "How do I tell someone I like them but also that I killed their goldfish?"

25. "Suddenly, I regret all the cruel words I've said to you"

26. "I got a haircut/dyed my hair, thanks for noticing"

27. "Just tell me you hate me so I can leave in peace"

28. "Oh my god, we're one of those couples aren't we? Ew, let's break up"

29. "Permission to kiss you?"

30. "In front of everyone?"

31. "Can you sing for me?"

32. "You're voice is the most beautiful thing I've ever heard"

33. "I don't lie.. okay, maybe I do"

34. "Love scared me"

35. "Have you ever thought about what it would be like? You and me?"

36. "Come cuddle me"

37. "You're all I think about"

38. "I can't help it, I'm in love with you"

39. "Just because I love you doesn't mean I'm letting you off the hook"

40. "I want you all to myself"

41. "I hate being selfish but I really don't want to share you"

42. "Stay awake with me?"

43. "The stars are pretty" "I guess, but you're so much prettier"

44. "Can I take you on a date?"

45. "You met in a cafe?"

46. "I deny all claims. I'm not the one in the wrong"

47. "Don't look at me. Look at [name]" "What? What did I do?"

48. "I'm in love with you"

49. "Come sit on my lap, babygirl/boy"

50. "Kiss me you idiot"

51. "I just want to fall asleep beside you"

52. "You.. love me?"

53. "I'm sorry"

54. "I can't do this anymore"

55. "So.. you cheated?" "Its Monopoly. Calm down"

56. "Stop laughing, its not that funny" "It is though"

57. "How can you love me when I'm like this?"

58. "I'd fight for you" "And I'd fight you"

59. ".. Please put your shirt on"

60. "Stop fucking laughing, I'm not the one who decided to put the cereal on the highest shelf!"

61. "Can I buy you a drink?"

62. "Do I know you?"

63. "No I did not plant the mistletoe, stop accusing me of such blasphemy and just kiss me already"

64. "Do you believe in soulmates?"

65. "So, it was you huh?"

66. "No one ever stays. Why are you any different?"

67. "Do not skip that song. I will kill you"

68. "Keep your filthy hands away from my fries"

69. "Get out of my kitchen"

70. "The last time you did that [name] broke a finger"

71. "I'll always choose you"

72. "That's cute and all but can I have my phone back?"

73. "You're tall, I'm short I get it. Just give me my phone!"

74. "I don't want to be just friends"

75. "You.. thought I loved them? I don't - I love you"

76. "Why are you smiling like that?"

77. "You have a secret warship corner? Of me?"

78. "I didn't ask questions.."

79. "You think you're so smart don't you?"

80. "I'm not above blackmail"

81. "Speak of this and you're a dead man/woman"

82. ".. I didn't hate it"

83. "If I can, after drinking enough alcohol to knock out a Russian solider, muster enough courage to call and confess to you the least you could do is pick up"

84. "I'm like Cupid" "Cupid's an angel, you're no angel"

85. "I don't understand how I managed to fuck so much up in a hour and a half"

86. "I'll get him later"

87. "Turn around"

88. "I love you"

89. "Huh. It worked"

90. "Not the point here, guys"

91. "Are you sighing and judging me through the phone right now?"

92. "Maybe I did/am, so what?"

93. ".. It sounds worse when you say it like that"

94. "I honestly wish I could say I'm surprised"

95. "Watching you make your own decision is much more amusing than I thought it would be"

96. "We're plotting your demise"

97. "Wow. Damn. Okay"

98. "Well since you're literally falling for me, it's hard to say no"

99. "Worth it."

100. "I'm still trying to decide if that was a compliment or an insult.."

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nothingbutfangirlsmut · 5 years

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The Girl Out of Time

Pairing: Bucky x Reader and Sam x Reader

Background: Willow Roffe was born and raised in Brooklyn. She lived her life as happily as she could with her two childhood best friends Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers. When they both left her to join the military she tried to continue with life but that didn't get to happen for her for the simple fact that she meant something to James Buchanan Barnes.

Rated: Story will be over all MATURE but not every chapter. There will be strong language, talk of both mental and physical abuse, some good ole angst, and some eventual smut once the story reaches that point.

Chapter 2

I stood outside the door of the "avengers tower" as Steve had called it. The building truly was a tower. I'd never seen anything like this in my life. Steve gently pulled my hand to lead me inside. I'm sure he felt like he was dragging a child behind him. All I could do was stare. I tried to look at everything. There was just so many odd things that looked familiar yet completely foreign.

"Welcome back Captain" a pretty blonde woman said as she smiled wide at Steve.

I noticed the deep 'V' in her shirt's neckline. She was wearing a very tight and short skirt as well. My father would beat the absolute hell out of me if I even thought about wearing something like that.

Steve lead me down a small hallway that stopped at some closed metal doors. Steve pushed the lone button on the wall next to the doors. The next second the doors came open. We stepped inside letting the doors close again. It's an elevator but where's the operator? I heard Steve chuckle as he pressed one of the numbered buttons.

"It's completely self efficient now. They no longer need an operator." He smiled down at me.

"How?" I asked him.

"I'm still not entirely sure I just know technology has come a long way. A lot of things have changed."

I nodded staying quiet. I already had so many questions but I didn't want to bombard him with all of them especially since he's only been here for two years.

The metal doors opened up to a very large living space. It was so elegantly decorated. Something you'd see in a film or in a rich person's home possibly. I've never had the luxury of knowing what the finer things in life are.

"I'll introduce you to everyone." Steve smiled walking towards the small stairs leading down to the sitting area.

"Jarvis" Steve said looking up towards the ceiling.

"Yes, Captain?" An odd monotone type of voice sounded like it filled the whole room.

I didn't see anyone at all that the voice could have came from.

"Can you tell everyone to meet me in the living room please." Steve said back to the unknown voice.

"Of course" the voice answered.

"Who was that?" I asked as I stepped farther into the open room.

"Jarvis, he is an AI. Tony created him."

I turned to look at Steve. I know I looked completely confused because I felt completely confused.

"An.. AI? This Tony created a person?" I asked in bewilderment.

"I'll let him explain it." Steve chuckled.

A few minutes later as I walked around the room I heard the footsteps of a few people coming towards us. I turned around to see a small group coming down the few steps to put them in the sitting area.

"Ok, all of you guys already know about Willow but I thought I'd introduce her to all of you." Steve explained.

I walked back over to his side as the others each took a seat around the room.

"This is Natasha Romanoff also known as Black Widow." Steve gestured to the gorgeous red head in extremely tight and revealing clothing.

The woman waved and smiled.

"That's Clint Barton also known as Hawkeye." Steve pointed to the man sitting next to Natasha.

He smiled and nodded.

"The timid genius over there is Bruce Banner who is also the Hulk so I'd avoid irritating him." Steve said with a humorous smile.

Bruce looked embarrassed by what Steve said as he gave me a small smile and wave then looked anywhere but towards me.

"Lastly, this is Tony Stark." Steve barely gestured to the man standing by the counter on the other side of the room.

"Stark?" I questioned remembering that name.

"Capsicle, you forgot to tell her I'm also known as Ironman. I'm also a genius billionaire." Tony said with a cocky grin in place.

"Stark" I repeated the name.

Why can't I remember how I know that name? Wait, of course, Howard Stark. How could I forget him.

"Do you know Howard Stark by chance?" I asked him.

His face fell instantly. I knew I had struck a cord without meaning to.

"Howard was my father." He said simply.

"That's amazing! I met him a few times. My father worked with him on several occasions. He is a great man." I smiled widely.

It was an odd thing to see the son of Howard Stark standing in front of me looking the same age now as his father was the last time I had seen him.

"Well, Willow, what exactly happened to you? Do you remember anything?" Natasha asked leaning forward.

I shook my head. The last thing I remembered it was 1946 now it's suddenly 2013. I'm at a complete loss for 67 years. I should be an old woman right now or maybe even dead.

"I can show you what happened." Tony said suddenly.

"You can?" I asked excitedly.

Tony nodded as he walked to the center of the group.

"Jarvis, open the Hydra Research file." Tony ordered.

"Certainly sir" the voice answered.

Suddenly images appeared to come out of the table Tony was standing in front of. I watched as he moved his hands around which also seemed to move the images. He made one image larger. It was a newspaper article with my photo on it.

The headline read "Local Woman Still Missing After Months of Searching".

The picture was originally of myself and Steve as well as someone else it seemed. I remembered the picture partially. Steve and I were at the Stark Expo. I could see his arm draped around me in the photo but the rest of him was cut out. What I don't remember is who the other arm draped around me belonged to. I only remember being there with Steve.

Tony moved his hand and the photo changed to a moving picture. It was of the same man I met earlier. Fury. He was sitting behind a desk staring straight at me.

"Your mission is simple. This is a research Intel gathering job. You are going in to one of the former Hydra bases in the Swiss Alps. I want as much information as you can gather. We will meet at shield headquarters in 24 hours."

The picture stopped then Tony changed it again. It was another moving picture. I saw several people in head to toe black gear. Most of their faces covered. They carried large weapons. They were walking threw some kind of cave. There was odd equipment everywhere. I recognized a few things. The image seemed to change suddenly to a different area.

"What the hell is that?" I heard a man ask.

Ahead of them were some kind of chambers. There was two of them. One was open and empty while the other was closed with something over the glass to shield what was inside from view. I watched as they used tools to break the door open. It looked like a cloud of smoke that came out of the chamber. Once it cleared I felt every bit of color drain from me.

"That's me" I whispered in shock.

"What the hell?" One of the men questioned in the image.

"We need immediate extraction! I repeat immediate extraction! We found something!" A man shouted loudly.

Two men worked carefully to pick me up out of the chamber and carry me back threw the area they had come threw.

The image changed again. This time I was laying on a table. My skin looked to slowly be gaining color again. A few people in white lab jackets stood around me.

"Do you have any idea who this is yet?" One of them asked.

"I do" the voice came from somewhere unseen.

The video moved to show Fury standing in a doorway. He walked over to where I lay and looked down at me.

"This is Willow Roffe friend of our very own Steve Rogers." He stated.

"What would Hydra want with this woman?" One of the doctors asked.

"That I do not know. Not yet anyway." He seemed bothered by that.

The moving picture stopped and Tony turned to me. He waved his hand and the images disappeared.

"Any questions?" He asked.

"Yea, actually, a lot of them." I answered honestly.

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