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greythemed · 10 months

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𓂃 ♥︎ⴰ bloodhounds . kim gun-woo

˚ TITLE 𓂃 ♥︎ⴰ how is like to date kim gun-woo. ˚ WORD COUNT 𓂃 ♥︎ⴰ 1775.

dating gun-woo was like listening to my love by justin timberlake but the difference is that he wouldn't ask you to be his love bcuz he's a shy boy and would act exactly like only by lee hi

holds the door for you EVERYTIME like it's not even funny how gentleman-ly this man is

first time meeting your family? gun-woo is bringing every dish his lovely mother is capable of preparing in one day because he wants to impress your parents so bad (especially if you come from money while he doesn't) like he is so scared he'll mess something up

LISTENS TO YOU! i think gun-woo would be a good therapy friend but an AMAZING healing-era boyfriend. like family issues? imma suffocate you so hard with my love that you won't need anyone else anymore babygirl.

late-night therapy sessions where you both trade one secret for one kiss because it's cute and vulnerable while laying upside down on your bed and w pinkies intertwined. and if something about the relationship (or smth the other did on the day) is bothering one of you, late-night calls are a MUST - no matter where you are or which time it is.

his only source of relationship advice are guilty kdramas he has watched during the pandemic (when he wasn't punching random henchmen lol) and woo-jin so expect A LOT of misunderstandings from this guy

like one time he thought it'd be cute to surprise you with flowers at your work because he saw it in one kdrama and wanted to do the same but completely forgot you worked at a morgue as a young autopsy so you were horrified for a whole week💀

buys you sweet snacks every time he goes out like it doesn't matter if he's BROKE, he'll bring something for you, and don't bother stressing he'll keep doing the same till eternity no matter what

miss here has a late-night craving? gun-woo is running to the closest store at the darkest crack of dawn to buy you your wish, even if you try to stop him "don't worry, love, i'll be quick" and proceeds to kiss your head while putting his green puffy jacket on and rushing.

honestly let’s talk about that. IT HAS TO GO AWAY. definitely going to be your first gift for him: A NEW JACKET. like give her a break gunwoo-ya, she's not goin' nowhere bestie ✊😔

your 'dynamic trio' is a little stressful at the start. i truly believe woo-jin would test the SHIT out of gun-woo's partner, no matter how much the boxer tries to prove to him you're no threat. like mister mayweather fan won't let you breathe the first time you guys meet, making direct questions like "what are your intentions with my babyboy right here? 🤨" or "if you're planning to leave him someday and brake his heart, i WILL find you"

super-protective woo-jin boyfriend mode is off the instant he finds out you're striving to be a doctor one day and help the world to be a better place and stars are starting to accumulate in your eyes while you talk. (he still threatens you sometimes tho).

after that the DOUBLE DATES' SEASON starts (because woo-jin also has his partner after all) and suddenly your group of friends consists of your boyfriend, your boyfriend's boyfriend, and another unfortunate third wheel caught in their bromance.

he's such a shy baby and you're such a social butterfly girlie so we might have some contradictions about where to go on date nights. like one week is staying in movie nights where you’re all cozy and gun-woo is sleeping at the first five minutes of the movie (“i swear it wasn’t on purpose babe🥺”) and the other is freaking museum rides and “i heard this new place at the mall is SO good we have to try it!!!!”.

but when it comes to physical activities? you’re SO done. like NO GUNWOO I DON’T WANT TO WAKE UP 5 IN THE FUCKING MORNING TO RUN AT THE BEACH WITH YOU😡😡😡. (he dreams of the day you’ll say yes).

watching? maybe. he gets all sweaty and sexy for you, i can imagine his partner just staying there in the corner wrapped in a cozy blanket and eating some snacks while he’s working the fuck out in the garage. like i got you bae don't worry! from right here🧍🏻‍♀️ . and he loves it.

absolutely adores praising, especially regarding his physic or gym evolution and gets all shy when you do it because “really? have you been payin’ attention to me?🥺”.

really values traditional corny-ass attitudes like protecting your head every time you get out of the car, walking on the side closer to the street, holds hands so he literally doesn’t lose you (it happened one time, you saw a rainbow-y burrito trailer and went for it without even thinking), ladies first always, pays for food when you get out or buys you flowers.

after he and woo-jin took their part of the money, the first thing gun-woo did was open his mom’s café and buy them a house just like mister choi said. he started working out more and working on his physic to maybe try and win one more tournament but he ends up meeting you and your father and meeting so many new people that wanted to take him under their wing 😊.

he literally had to pick which sponsor he’d choose to run for the belt. he got quite famous for jumping two categories in one year and from then on gun-woo made a few winning his pro fights.

he did what he loved so you supported him, biting your nails every time he’d take more than one round to knock his opponent out and cheering with his mom beside you in her new apartment every time the fight ended.

you’re so his passenger princess. this man will be moving mountains to do what you want and he’s so good at it.

on days when he’s more clingy and vulnerable expect this tall man to be glued to you. sometimes when you can’t be reached he will just call you to hear your voice on your break from work and straight hit the gym to soothe his anxiety.

in death’s anniversaries, he’d be the same. would stay silent the whole day if you don’t talk to him because it’s so painful to remember what happened to them all in one day. so you need to be careful and engage him in soothing activities or just distract him respectfully.

nsfw under 🤗

gun-woo is such a giving person and he wouldn't be different in his relationship. sexually speaking? this man doesn't know where to start. you guys end up having a real conversation about this because gun-woo doesn't know how to enjoy things where he's the benefitted one and only wants to give, give, give. its sick.

it doesn't help the man is fixated on eating you out too. like, honestly he'll die a happy man if it is between your legs. at first, you had to teach him a lot of things (you were basically his first everything, after all) and the boxer took that as a fucking challenge. picture that every night he'd be knocking at your door not even saying hello and going straight to business because "i want to do it right this time, angel. is this okay? am i making you feel good?".

*dies while writing this*

there is a gun-woo before ep.6 and another one after ep.6 and we all know it. but the thing he didn't change was his heart, right? so the boy that watched netflix kdramas with his mom after gym sessions during the pandemic while eating ramyeon is the same man that takes you to bed after a romantic date and not only DOESN'T rush you to do anything but also asks if you want him to sleep on the floor because maybe he'll make you uncomfortable?🥺 and he doesn't want that. (even though you've been dating for ages by now lol)

so when you glance at him asking “bae, what are you doing?” he is stuttering like “sleeping on t-the… floor?” “get your ASS back here mister kim imma teach you how to be a man😾”

honestly, he finds you SO funny that even during sexy time he’ll laugh at your jokes. like genuinely laugh and you’d consequently laugh at his reaction too and then sexy time is gone for the next 10 whole minutes till he shuts you up and goes back to business.

big boy up and down we've all been through that already, right? right.

sometimes it pisses you off that he takes everything so serious and it takes the sparkle away for you. but it’s because everything is so new to him that he feels like he has to be amazing on his first try and it infuriates you.

“you good?” he raises his head and looks into your eyes in confusion. “you’re doing it again, can’t you please just feel instead of thinking for once?” you question and his big round eyes make an appearance. “oh… i’m sorry”. and starts doing it right because in his head, that was also a challenge.🙄

gun-woo is a shy man. while i do not agree when i see people calling him a bottom, he’s not approaching you first babe get over it. gun-woo is the type of man that needs a little “it’s okay i want sexy time now pls” so his key is finally turned and the beast is unleashed. not saying he’s a freak because he’s probably a super traditional guy but you know what i mean.

that drabble i wrote? he needs your okay first to iniciate anything. my man could be busting his pants, fully hard n leaking and won’t even utter a word.

stamina>>> he's an athlete like c'mon

don't expect any replies from this man if you send him nudes in the middle of the day someday. boy will be BLUSHING the rest of his chores forever. and he won't have the heart to stare at you for a whole week if you don't approach him first.

you'd be all "lol you're blushing baby 🤭😆" and he'd be like "why did you do this to me?🥺🥺🥺 now i want you more for the rest of my life and forever".

you cannot say that this man doesn't feel like some of justin bieber's songs (specially company like ok i might have to make a playlist just about him)

i'm going to end this here and let y'all starve.

making a playlist about him after this for safety purposes. i could make this for hours and hours no joke, mom come pick me up pls i'm scared.

#kim geun woo x reader #woo do hwan #kim gun woo #bloodhounds smut #bloodhounds kim geun woo #bloodhounds #bloodhounds x reader #bloodhounds kdrama #bloodhounds netflix

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yanyanderes · 2 years

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I bet the reader isn't the only one Donnie put a tracker on, he also puts them on people/yokai he thinks are a threat and whenever they get too close to the reader an alarm goes off warning him. And if Donnie, for whatever reason, can't get there in time nor any of his machines then April will swoop in and “save” the day. Any duo including the family is scary in of itself but Donnie and April as a duo is really something ~special~.

But another thing, I do wonder how Splinter would be if he was a yandere for the reader, would he be like a second father to them, would he treat them like one of his own. I dont see alot of yandere Splinter content out there so how would I know?

I had this one scenario in my head that I wanted to make into a one shot but I didn't have enough ideas to keep it going, it was about you and Leo going on a date at a party. Throughout your time there Leo can't help but see someone stare at you so he tries to keep your attention on him by flirting . And it works, after a while it gets a bit too crowded for you so you go outside, while your chit chatting the night oway you confess that you saw someone stare at Leo but didn't want to confront the person in fear of making things awkward. “I mean you are really handsome” you say with a smile. It took him off guard, all the murderous thoughts Leo was thinking was swept as you squished his cheeks while complementing him on how “good looking” he was, further fueling his ego.

oh yeah, definitely.

donnie’s got a handful of trackers on hand 24/7 just in case someone sketchy comes along.

and then there are some people/yokai that he sees (y/n) with and he just gets so jealous of them, he plants a tracker on them anyways and watches them with a diligent eye, waiting for them to make one slip up so he can have an excuse to go after them.

and yes, i LOVE yandere team ups, i’ll take your entire stock.

this duo in particular i really love. april probably stays by (y/n)’s side the most while donnie watches from the monitors. the moment someone he planted with a tracker gets close, he’ll give april the heads up so she can either keep (y/n) away from them until donnie shows up, or she can take the threat down while (y/n) isn’t paying attention or something.

i feel like they’d argue a lot though. no serious fights like getting physically violent or anything, but more petty squabbles about things like who (y/n)’s favorite is. they never take anything said seriously, and they’re still a really good team, but these little quarrels happen often, and they can both get real sassy lol

and YES. there needs to be more familial yandere content.

splinter would try to show off how much of a cool dad he is, telling (y/n) all of his best stories from when he was lou jitsu. even though most of them are impressive enough, he definitely exaggerates some of his stories to make him seem that much cooler.

probably pulls the “oh i used to be such a cool movie star dude, now i’m an old rat man who lives in the sewers and i’ve lost all my glory, please don’t leave me too :(” card. and why would they leave him? yeah, he can be pretty messy and lazy, but he’s also super fun to be around, and his stories always leave them wanting more!

yeah, he knows (y/n) probably has their own parents, but isn’t he so much cooler? he’s a ninjitsu master and he’s starred in so many cool movies! probably teaches (y/n) a couple ninjitsu moves so that they can protect themselves and so that they look up to him more.

i know this wasn’t a part of the ask but like- i love imagining splinter and draxum fighting to be (y/n)’s favorite dad.

and both fail.

ok, draxum would probably fail a lot little harder than splinter, because he goes from 1 to 11 so quickly. oh, someone is bullying (y/n)? ok, he’ll go t e a r t h e i r h o u s e d o w n

but then there’s splinter who tries so hard to seem cool. if it was just him, he’d be a lot more chill, but now that he knows he’s got some competition, he’s a lot more desperate. so he tries to win their favor by being all hip and down with the kids and it’s just painful.

i’m just thinking of draxum, splinter and (y/n) having dinner. the guys are out on a mission or something, so it’s just the three of them. draxum and splinter are glaring at each other while eating. they had recently been arguing over who was (y/n)’s favorite, so they’re both in a salty mood.

and then suddenly, draxum slams his hands on the table and points at (y/n), telling them to finally knock some sense into splinter by saying that draxum is clearly their favorite.

and then splinter jumps in, saying that draxum is crazy. surely, they would favor the famous lou jitsu over some goat man that nearly doomed the human race, right?!

and then (y/n)’s sitting there, just trying to finish their dinner like

awww, and the thought of (y/n) accidentally stopping leo from confronting the person/yokai is nice!

i mean, it only stops the dark thoughts temporarily, but at least they’ve bought the person/yokai a little bit more time!

so they spend the rest of the date night flirting and gushing over each other and showering each other in affection. although the dark thoughts pop back up every once in a while, he’s able to bury them all under his obsession love for his s/o. for now, at least.

“your kisses are to die for~”

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webslingingslasher · 15 days

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hiii🥹 i saw my nerdy!peter request btw i loved it he's so adorable thank you sm!!🩷

i've been gone a while bc i was Busy with finals but guess what!! i finished everything a week early so i have an extra week for term break 😌 slayed. im also going to the beach next week and the week after that im excited!!!

but also!! guess who went to bars 2x this week!! me!! which is something i Rarely ever do LMAO but yeah ive been hanging out with my new friends from my new org and ive been so happy!! 💞 we had a 3-day shoot for something we're abt to launch and when we finished we went out to drink near our college to celebrate, it was crazyyy

we played games n one of them were fuck marry kill and a guy said he'd fuck me JXJCJHX ???? 😭😭 i reacted so badly LIKE in a funny way, i cursed in my local language (same vibe as saying "bitch??🤨") and everyone laughed even the guy who said it loll im still giggling abt it bc it happened so fast, like i reacted so fast it was like a reflex😭 you shouldve seen my face kfkcncjdjd but i kinda feel bad bc i think he actually has a crush on me ? bc ive been picking up on how he acts around me lately.. srry brother ur not my type and im not exactly open to dating rn 🙁 but dw it didnt make me uncomfy, everyone took turns including me LOL and there were A Lot of us that night, 15 i think?? haha then some of them also walked me back home since their dorms were on the way. it was my first time walking around the area at night (the place is highkey sketchy) but it was fun👍

and then tonight/today we went out again to drink, just to celebrate the end of the term and i had soo much fun like i didnt drink much but the ppl around me are just rly fun to be with :) we were out from 8pm and i got home at 4am..🥹 it's my first time coming home that late loll but i had a blast. some of my org mates invited their own friends so i met new ppl and they were rly fun to be with too!! they also gave us a ride back home, we were 7 in the car lmfao but it was so nice, that ride fr made me feel like i was in a movie :︎’)

all of this happened this week it's insane but im very happy 🩷🩷 next week im going to the beach w my family and also the week after that but w my parents friends haha, im rly gonna make the most out of this short break bc im abt to start my thesis next term and i knowww i'll be Stressed🤕 i wont get this time of my life back so im gonna be happy now!!

-🧚🏼‍♀️

HELL YES!!!!!! I TOLD YOU THINGS WOULD START LOOKING UP!!!!

YOU GOT FRIENDS, GUYS THAT WANNA BANG YOU AND THE BEACH????

#🧚🏻‍♀️ anon

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bright-and-burning · 27 days

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thank u for the tag @monacotrophywife this took. too long to get around to lol

15 questions !!

are you named after anyone? my govie name no but eve yes! it’s my great grandma’s. my dad’s family has a kind of idk policy where your first name is Yours but your middle name is from somebody else. so my siblings and cousins and i have Original Names (not original as in like mackayleigheey just original as in not somebody else’s already. bc believe me some of our names are BASIC) and our middle names are all from grandparents + further back.

when was the last time you cried? i’ve been on the verge of tears a LOOOOOT lately. and i shed like five tears last week. but like Really cried was like january 11th ish when i moved out. i’ve had this stuffed rabbit since i was ~2 and my parents bought a perfect duplicate like the second month id had it bc i was so attached that they were like. we can NOT lose it and not have a backup (despite this i called both the same name). so i packed up one rabbit to take with me to my first solo apartment as a Real Adult and left one in my childhood bedroom. and that fucked me up soooo bad lol like the idea of here’s kid eve and here’s adult eve diverging paths… anyways.

do you have kids? i fuckin better not

what sports do you play/have you played? soccer, taekwondo, dance (ballet and tap for ~10 years) if you count that, running, a little bit of figure skating but like bootleg (aka my dad teaching me or me teaching myself w second hand skates) uhhhh. i feel like im forgetting something. oh gymnastics when i was very small. they had a lot of like, free/reduced cost sports opportunities for poor kids in my city so i’ve done a lot of things lol. owned a lot of second/third/fourth hand sports equipment over the years. if you’re in america (i cannot guarantee this exists anywhere else) and you’re in need of expensive sports equipment for cheap (or you’re looking to donate old sports equipment!) find yourself a play it again sports they came THROUGH for me and my siblings as a bunch of athletic poor kids

do you use sarcasm? frequently irl. probs less so online bc i don’t feel like it carries very well lol

what is the first thing you notice about people? hair!!!!! but otherwise it varies a lot. my favorite way to interact w ppl for the first time is to find something to compliment them on so i’m usually scanning everything to find like, oh they’ve got cool hair, cool tattoos, funky shoes, a fun patterned scrunchie, whatever.

what is your eye color? i Technically have heterochromia. but mostly green, i just have one solid brown stripe across my left eye

scary movies or happy endings? i don’t like Most Horror in general (tho i do fuck with a psychological thriller or black comedy movie a la the menu or last night in soho) so i’m gonna say happy endings

any talents? is it rude to say lots. lol. painting is probably my most “surprising” one. i can also still passably tap dance despite it being nearly 10 years since i stepped foot in a real studio. speed reading is another one; for some novels (shoutout pratchett for writing the world’s most readable and engaging novels) i was averaging like 550 wpm

where were you born? los angeles, baby. city of angels. la la land. tinseltown. etc

what are your hobbies? i am very good at picking up new hobbies and very bad at sticking with them for very long (until i get reinvested for like three weeks before dropping again etc). right now probably baking is the big one? writing. i’m trying to get back into painting this week actually!! we’ll see if i succeed

do you have any pets? my apartment is unfortunately pet free :( but my family pets are WONDERFUL. i have a dog who is a pitbull-corgi-mutt (so literally picture a corgi butt, legs, and the floppy baby corgi ears, plus a fat pitbull body, skull, and smile), and an orange cat :)

how tall are you? 5’0 on a good day

favorite subject at school? MATH!!!!! god bless math everybody. i had optional math homework in high school and sometimes when i was really annoyed w my other work i would procrastinate by doing the optional math work lol

dream job? i mean if anyone wants to step up and be my patron so i can oil paint photorealistic fabric folds all day… no but uhh what i do rn is my “realistic” dream job. my unrealistic but still technically feasible dream job is sports analytics. and my totally infeasible and impossible dream job is Art.

i’m gonna be honest i am so deeply behind on this that i think everyone has done it already. but if you haven’t and you’d like to, please consider yourself tagged <3

#tag game #not to say that art is an infeasible career #just that i like art and data equally and have not had like basically Any training in art #so obviously i chose the thing i liked the same amount (data/math/cs) that i could turn into a career significantly more easily

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anglepanda · 1 year

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Leo x reader you first met pt.2

Narrator: It was 3:56 in the morning and you decided to get ready and make breakfast for everyone. You decided you were going to make pancakes with sausage and eggs so after you get dressed for school you start cooking breakfast. After you make breakfast you made some coffee for yourself and the others as well but for Mikey…you just made a nice hot cup of tea for him cause you didn’t think he was old enough to drink coffee. Then you look up to see splinter you said good morning to him as he was grabbing one of the cups of coffee he says good morning and asked…

splinter: did you make theses for us reader(your name)?

Reader: um yes I-l did…I just thought since you guys were so nice and aloud me to stay the night here I just think it’s nice to return the favor by making you guys breakfast and hot coffee’s and tea if that’s okay with you.

splinter: of course it’s ok with me my dear I just want you to be comfortable around me and my sons since you’ve never met anyone like us before.

Narrator: you sighed and told him that you were comfortable around him and his sons and gave him a hug he signed in relief and hug you back after the small hug you guys both started to hear the others waking up and coming to eat after breakfast April gotten dressed and you guys left the lair and started walking off to school as you were walking to school April taped your shoulder and said.

April: um reader(your name)…you do know that you have Leo’s sweater on still…right?

Reader: oh i didn’t even realize I still had it on…leo won’t mind if I used it for the rest of the day right…?

April:yeah he probably won’t I mean he hasn’t asked for it back so…I guess that means he doesn’t mind you wearing it for the rest of the day lol.

Reader: yeah I guess so…ok off to school then.

Narrator: as yesterday you and April headed of to y’all separate classes and after school you decided to head back to your apartment this time. When you got inside your apartment your mom and dad greeted you with warm hugs.

Mom: so…how was sleeping over at your friend April house honey.

Reader: oh uh it was fun mom I forgotten to pack some clothes but April had some spare clothes for me to wear.

Dad: is that why you have that blue hoodie on you?

Reader: yes dad…she let me use it for the rest of the day. But anywho I’m gonna wash up for dinner and then go to bed.

Narrator: after you finish washing up you gotten out of of the shower and gotten dressed you went to go eat dinner you had a chat with your parents and you then headed of to your room your parents were fast asleep and you were just laying down in bed watching movies on your phone then you hear a gentle knock at your window. It was Leonardo you were wondering why he was at your apartment window this late at night.

Reader: l-leo w-what are you doing here…and at this time of night my parents will probably hear you…and how did you get my address.?

Leo: oh hi reader(your name) April gave me your address cause I wanted to know if you still had my hoodie sorry if I woke you up…darling~.

Narrator: you blushed at the nickname darling but of course you should have known Leonardo would be the flirty one in his family. You handed him his hoodie and told him that he had to leave cause you didn’t want your parents waking up and finding out about him but before he left he had one question to ask you.

Leo: um reader(your name)before I leave I wanted to-…well we wanted to know when you’re coming back to the lair I-…I mean we really miss having you around we even made an area for when you decide to sleep over in the lair.

Reader: oh that’s very sweet that you guys miss having me their and that you made an area for me to sleep in I’ll probably come over tomorrow and if not I’ll come over this weekend ok…

Leo: oh ok well will see you then ok…have a good night reader(your name).

Reader: good night leo…

#rottmnt #rottmnt leo x reader #pt.2 is finally here #pt.3 coming soon…

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brokenmusicboxwolfe · 2 years

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I’ve been going through old photos, and so here are a few showing inside the house I lived in until I was 9, what I call “Mom’s house”

1- I had said how my family had one big bed room divided into smaller ones by bookcases. Here you see it, with this pic of Pop reading to me. And I think you can see just how insanely flat my feet are even here!

The bed was a “captain’s bed”, meant to replicate a ship’s bunk, so it was high up with drawers under it, and I had this large wooden box I’d sort of vault myself up onto it. I loved that bed. It had a large hollow area underneath I’d hang out in, and latter my parents built a canopy on it for me. I miss my ”captain’s canopy” bed. Now I sleep on a futon set on springs on the floor, kinda the opposite of that bed!

Not surprisingly it was one of the science books on those shelves that led to the revelation at 6 that I could read ANYTHING if I broke things down enough. Don’t know what a word means? Look it up. Don’t understand all the words in a definition? Look it up.

2- Before I had my own bed I spent the first four years of my life sleeping between my parents. I dunno what Pop and I were watching, but Cookie Monster joined us. I also found a pic of me with my Ernie puppet. I still have them, but then I have almost all my childhood toys. I saw pics of me at Christmas when I was 1, and I still had at least part of all the toys!

3- Mom and me. I haven’t found many pics of the scientific equipment that was always lying around, but hey, there is a telescope at least.

4- And that is Pop and I at the kitchen table! It was a table he made, where he fiberglassed over the top. It’s on the porch now, but I’d love to have it in the house again. Books and magazines weren’t just allowed at the table, they were almost always ON the table! LOL

5- And this is the living room! Ok, we had a front room for guests, but this is where we lived. That big ol’ kerosene heater was how we heated the house. The toy fire engine on the piano was Pop’s as a child, and yes, I still have it even after all those years of being played with. There is a photo after, with Pop’s help, the thing my brother was building reached the ceiling and you can see the other wall. In that shot you have a poster from The Empire Strikes Back of a Star Destroyer, a large poster of the US at night from space, a velcro Winnie the Pooh target game, and…yeah…a frames collection of family snapshots. This is typical family living room decorating, right?

6- There you see the family tv! I wasn’t joking that my family didn’t even have a color tv until I was 9. My folks had a couple of these little tvs, and they would be in different rooms at different times. Maybe that’s why I am baffled by people being critical of old movies or tv for fuzzy or B&W images. When I was little EVERYTHING I watched was fuzzy and B&W!

Oh, and yes the living room walls are pink. They still are. Mom painted them that way sometime in the late 1960s, and I it never got repainted. Well, my brother and I did do a bit of drawing on the wall and slapping stickers on it. A lot of it she did find ways to cover once my grandma was living there without us.

Sorry about the quality of the pics, but they were neglected all these years. I just thought it was fun to see how alien the hyper neat, interior decorated, state of the art luxuries, upper middle class world you see in most movies and tv are to me.

#vintage photography #old photographs #photography #photos #childhood #childhood memories #family

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purplesurveys · 6 months

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LONG WEEKEND WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I don't get to go back to work til next Friday :D :D :D

Have you ever had a pet turtle before? I've never had a pet turtle nor have I met anyone with one.

Do you still sleep with your parents when you're scared sometimes? No...I don't remember ever sleeping beside the both of them, actually. Not even as a kid since only my sister and I shared a bed.

Have you ever met someone with two different color eyes? Technically we never met or spoke with each other but there was one girl in my high school whose irises were different colors.

Have you ever felt like someone was following you? This has only happened to me once and I promptly sped the fuck off until I got to a much more well-lit area. As dangerous as the city can be I've been pretty fortunate in this regard.

How many surveys on average would you say you've done in your lifetime? Fewer than I ever thought considering I've been doing these for over a decade, now that you made me think about it. I checked my old survey blog and only got to around 1,400 there, so combining that with how many I've done so far here totals to only a little over 3,000.

What color shirt are you wearing at the moment? Black.

Do you enjoy going school shopping? It was fun when I had to do it, but it was never something I had to do often because I used my supplies so sparingly, lol. The only thing I had to restock on regularly was my highlighter set and that's because I liked to highlight on my readings a lot lot lot lot.

Do you think Pug dogs are adorable or just plain ugly? I have a soft spot for pugs that mainly stems from feelings of guilt and helplessness.

Have you ever met someone who completely resembled their pet? Uh, I guess not...

Has anyone ever knitted you something before? Idk if it was knitting or crocheting but Kata's mom made me a face mask before.

What was the worst substance you've spilled on yourself before? The dogs' piss. When they were younger they would pee on the tray of their crate and I had occasionally spilled a portion of it onto my legs whenever I would carry the trays outside for cleaning.

Have you ever made out with more than one person in one night? No.

What three words would describe the person you love? There's no one like that for me.

Do you think their is a soulmate out there for everyone? Not really.

Do you like short or long surveys the best? Better long than short.

Do you think hairspray is more helpful or annoying? Idk I only ever use it when going to formal events when I know it would helpful for me.

Have you ever bought fake money and tried to make it pass for real? No, that's very dumb.

Are your siblings nice the majority of the time? My sister is, yes. I don't think there's a bad bone in her.

How many uncles do you have? Where I'm from any older guy that you have some sort of positive relationship with is called an uncle so I'd have lots and lots.

What would you say is the worst movie you've ever seen? I've desperately tried to give The Notebook a chance but just can't.

Do you freak out when a thunderstorm comes along? Only when they get very loud but otherwise I don't mind them.

What is something you'd consider yourself obsessed with? Let's go with BTS.

How often do you shower? It's the first thing I do every morning.

Have you ever had to sell something for a school fundraiser? Not a school fundraiser but it's tradition in our college org culture to do income-generating projects during the application process – basically you and your batchmates are required to earn a certain amount of money to fund your own initiation rites by the end of the app process. I had to sell crinkles, graham balls, pizza, and a couple of other stuff to help out but it usually ended with me just paying my share because I'm not an entrepreneur by any means haha.

What is the absolute worst thing about high school? The drama among the batches. We hated each other for no reason at all and it's hilarious to look back on now. Why couldn't we just mind our own business?

How many sodas do you usually drink in one day? I never drink soda. Nasty fizzy stuff.

What kind of cheese do you like the most? Anything that doesn't taste like it's rotting.

Have you ever met someone who was completely weird all-around? Sure.

What is your favorite lyric of all time? There was a bird who never flew But she still kept all of her feathers So she could pluck 'em out for you And you could wear them in your hair and She'd be with you

Always hits me where it hurts. I've never seen sacrifice described so gut-wrenchingly personally in a song.

Do you know someone who has made their Xbox their best friend basically? Eh, not really.

Do you ever watch any soap operas? I don't.

Have you ever met someone who was mean to everyone? Nope.

If you had to get a tattoo, what would it be? Seven dots or Kimi's pawprint.

If you have any piercings, who did them? Idk but I bet it was a professional.

Do you usually have a low tolerance for pain or high tolerance? Low, for everything.

Do you give into peer pressure easily? No, especially not at this point in my life.

Have you ever simply looked at someone & could tell they were homosexual? I'll sometimes say my gaydar is tingling lol but it's always meant jokingly and I don't really think like that about most people.

Would you rather eat or sleep? Eat.

Are you one of those die hard Twilight or Harry Potter fans? I've long been obsessed with Twilight but never to the extent of having like Team Edward shirts or posters on my wall, lol.

Have you ever cried while watching a movie trailer? I don't think that's ever happened, no.

When was the last time you changed your hairstyle? Last June.

Do your parents ever force you to talk to your grandparents? No. That's sad to think about.

If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Scarlet. I always liked how strong/pigmented it is; makes it fun to color with.

Do you think long surveys are boring or entertaining? It would depend on the questions. And how game I am to fill out a survey. This one has decent questions but I'm feeling increasingly lazy by the minute lol, so it's definitely a mix of different factors.

Have you ever learned that someone had lied to you all along? Sure.

When was the last time you had a physical injury? April 2022 when I sprained my ankle.

Have you ever wanted to be a lawyer? Briefly when I was in college. I very nearly went to law school until I slapped some sense into myself with the reality that I'm a big crybaby and wouldn't last a semester.

Have you ever had to bail someone out of jail before? Nopes. That sounds extremely stressful and I hope I never get in that kind of situation.

Is there anyone in your immediate family who was adopted? No.

Do you know anyone who doesn't have any common sense? Honestly? Me, sometimes. I have my fair share of ditzy moments lol. When was the last time you bought something? I got McDonald's delivered last night.

Do you think you look anything like your parents? I very much look like my mom.

Who is the skinniest person you know? Is it because of a disease? Someone I used to go to college with; I don't think so.

Do you know someone who insults themselves to get attention? No, but I can imagine how I could quickly get fed up with someone like that.

Is this year the best one you've had so far? It's been pretty internally tumultuous I would say, but nooooowhere near being one of the worst. There's just been a lot of maturing and realizing and mulling on my end, which I guess is par for the course when you're entering your mid-20s.

What are your plans for this weekend? I'll be getting my hair dyed, and I also want to watch a couple of things on Netflix and such given I get six days off. I wanna see a museum but not sure which yet; and I also kind of want to go ice skating as well, hehe. Maybe visit Cubao Expo too? Idk, I want to do a lot of things with this much free time; I hope I do at least one of these things and not end up staying at home the whole time!

What color is your significant other's hair? I don't have one.

Have you ever applied for a job at Walmart before? We don't have Walmart here.

Do you know anyone who does drugs currently? It's definitely possible.

Would you ever become a foster parent? No.

Are you ashamed of anyone in your family? Little bit yeah, but I'm not as filled with rage as I used to be. It's a calmer kind of shame/annoyance, lol.

What jobs do your parents have? They both work in the hospitality industry.

Would rather talk to someone on a landline or a cell phone? Landline; it's a lot clearer. There's always the threat of asking "Sorry, what was that?" a million times with every phone call and that makes me feel so anxious.

Have you ever had a Tumblr account? Are you devoted to it? Yup, Tumblr I've always found to be a cozy safe space when it comes to dumping giant brain farts like these surveys. I wouldn't say I'm devoted to this blog per se; all I do in it is do surveys.

Has anyone ever given you a psychiatric assessment? Yes, I needed to have one done on me as part of my college admissions. Apparently they sensed that I may have had depression or anxiety so I had to go through an extra round of assessment. I didn't want to freak my parents out, so during that bonus round I just pretended I was doing fine to get it over with.

If you got pregnant right now, would you abort the baby? No; I can't do that here even if I wanted to.

Speaking of which, are you for or against abortion? I'm pro-choice.

What is your favorite amusement park? Not a big fan of amusement/theme parks. Too crowded, too hot, and I don't even like rides lol.

What was the best Christmas gift you've ever gotten? BTS albums from my favorite aunt. Those things are NOT cheap in the slightest so I was extremely surprised she got me two.

Has anyone ever called you jealous of them before? I can't remember anything like that ever happening.

Did you ever have braces? Yes. I currently have them.

Who is your favorite actor or actress? I don't really have a favorite actor. As for actresses, I have Kate Winslet, Kristen Stewart, and Emma Thompson.

What is the most important date in your life so far? The day I found out I passed my university.

How many people your age do you know who are pregnant? I'm not sure. 0, I think? Hahahaha I might be missing someone.

What is cuter: kisses on the forehead of the cheek? Forehead.

Do you believe in evolution or creation? Evolution.

Would you rather take a bath or a shower? Shower.

What group would you say you'd normally fit into the most? Well, I don't know. What kinds of groups are we talking about?

As a child, what game did you want to play the most? Grand Theft Auto...we didn't have the most supervised childhood, lol.

Does it bother you when people touch your personal items? Definitely, especially if done without my permission.

When was the last time you did something sexual? This morning.

Where was the last place you went on vacation? Went for a quick weekend trip to Nasugbu last August.

Do you collect anything? What? K-pop merch.

What kind of Pringles do you like the most? Original. The other ones I find too salty/rich.

Are you better at hand-drawing things or painting? I'm terrible at both but I enjoy painting a lot more.

Have either of your parents ever called you a failure before? My mom would imply it to me before, and I had always made it a point to prove her wrong.

What do you think is the grossest taste in the world? Pickles.

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My aunt was honestly good to me in many ways. But when I got away from my family it’s not like I could keep contact w her. She always defended my parents, repeating my mom’s line about how hard her life was. The funny thing is, my mom disdains her like nothing else. She’s my dad’s sister and she had a drug problem for a while/is kinda weird. Mom shit talked her all the time growing up but acted nice to her face. I never told my aunt about it, lol, but it woulda been funny if I did.

It’s also like… yes I appreciate that she did stuff for me. She was the family member most there for me during difficult times in my life. Even tho my mom was the one who suggested I work with her, she got jealous of how close we were… But she’s still a member of my family. She’s not a Christo-fascist, she’s more of a libertarian doomsday prepper. The real problem with her is that she not only supports child abuse, she finds it funny.

This is a thing in a lot of different communities but it was always p malignant in my family. Jokes about ass beatings and kids knowing their place. In general an environment of extreme subjugation, repression, overwork, and punishment for kids. It was basically a crime to think for yourself or develop a personality separate from the family system.

My aunt used to joke about how her father beat her when he found out she had a boyfriend at age 13. “He picked me up by my ankles and just went to town!” Hilarious. “But your father got beaten a lot more than me.” Well great, he carried on that legacy in our family too, hitting my brothers but not me or my sister. He was also really weird about me potentially dating. Normal stuff.

One of the worst memories I have is when I was traveling with her to work at a summer camp. We stopped with friends of hers. As far as I understand, they were friends of my cousin first, and then my aunt became their friend because they all did drugs together. It was a young couple. They had me help out at their “day care.” There’s no way it was licensed, probably a place where poor ppl dumped their kids. Run down, not air conditioned room. I was the only person who interacted with the kids, who were all under the age of 5. They turned on some adult action movie and left it at that.

The husband was kinda quiet, a stoner. The wife was friendly but edgy. They had a lot of kids, some from a previous relationship of his. The oldest boy was 7 or 8. He was also quiet, and sweet. The night we stayed there, his stepmom got mad at him for no reason and beat the shit out of him, savagely. There’s no way it didn’t leave bruises and possibly it made him bleed. He was crying and crying.

My aunt didn’t say anything about it and the next day we left like nothing happened. I was 17, I didn’t know the address of the place we were staying, even. If that happened in front of me today, maybe I’d report it, tho I don’t know what good that would do. It’s really stuck with me. As much as I like my aunt, how am I supposed to be around her when she’s like that and was willing to expose me to that situation when I wasn’t legally an adult?

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mtnkat3 · 2 years

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Whew! Ok Lord!

Thank You!

You are keeping me busy getting tasks done & helping me feel productive again!☺️⚓🙏🙇‍♀️

I mean, yes, I had a bad night & running on ~4 hours sleep. Blood sugar drop at 5am then sinus drainage/ibs for 2 hours sucked! Like flying rubber dog doo on a C-5 to china! Lol! Yeah, one of my favorite lines!

And of course I had stayed up writing last night's til like 1am. I ~thought~ wh was asleep & could go to bed. Psyche! Because he's made 2 bathrooms inoperable, & because I have rebuilt every piece of my own toilet to the point only the porcelain is still original.. so.. uses my bathroom. 🙄🤦‍♀️

I SO cannot wait to have my own clean space! I am not the type of woman to want stuff all over the countertops. The rare special occasions I wear makeup I put it away in my carrier cases. Hair brushes, combs, do-dads. Put away. I like clean but lived in.

But I got up.

Got to work. Heck I got to doing so many things that I forgot to take my morning meds! [Which, btw Lord. I pray to detox so I will be rid of all of them & the cgm. Really hate having such a thing. Too much like the mark of the beast.] But well, this morning! Being woken because my blood sugar was gonna bottom out.. it was a life saver. Oh! Thanks for showing me 1 butterscotch hard candy is enough!

But feeling accomplished Lord.

It's a good thing!

But I also want the people in my life to know how much I appreciate them!

It's why I write, it's why I like♡. [Even when the bulk are people that I don't speak to here, I feel like God You appreciate me putting forth this effort!] I think about each person I speak to & care about. Wanting to give each of them a hug multiple times a day! I really do miss each, & the ability to give hugs!

Kinda think I finally understand that I hit the wall as far as being isolated from people I care about. I feel my soul's Mate.../s.. sigh.. God please??? I feel him.. even though I don't know.. & I know You do Lord! Let him know... I am, & always be, his huckleberry. I'm not a shrinking violet type of princess. I expect to contribute, in whatever form that comes Lord. Only You Lord know.. You can use my life like Sarah, or You may use me like a warrior nun. Or whatever combination because I rather enjoy watching science shows, building Fedora/Redhat Linux based computers, as I also enjoy watching my mandevilla still have blossoms, cherry tomato bushes producing & my herbs & ferns being happy. Would my soul's Mate.../s sigh... enjoy being in the kitchen with me Lord? I pray so. But. It is Your Will, not mine own. I only know...I love You Lord. And that I will work so that as I work I become the best me so that Your Plan will manifest in my life. You give me energy, a stubborn will to survive & determination to make my goals a reality. To make the dreams You Lord have shown me actually happen! I have never been the type to give up. And thank You Lord for reminding me of the woman You Created me to be! The woman You molded with hard working parents, that as much as I grew up with television & things like 'Scarecrow & Mrs. King,' I really only watch things like Barnwood Builders & TWC anymore! Although I lost both of those favorites when had to downgrade to limited basic. Argh! I mean what the heck?!?! The Weather Channel not on limited basic???? So keep watching crazy things, but don't be informed about the weather!?!??! That's insane to me! But I watched another crazy, zany b movie tonight as writing this. "Lava Storm" 2008. With Ian Ziering. I love the cheesy bad science! Lmao!

Just so tired Lord. Good thing I started this early, kept getting dozy. I so can't believe that weather has changed so much that I'm still wear shorts! In high school, I'd have been in turtlenecks, & sweatshirts & needing a coat! I so love Autumn & the changing of the seasons Lord! And I can't wait to be able to decorate & make where I live into a home. To be away from wh scrooge self & this place.

Oh! Today I got my counseling forms filled out, always paperwork. But praying for real help. As I also dealt with emails, that QDRO is almost done.

Today has been a good day! And I thank You Lord for that!

Even with the headache from the weather/allergies. I have been feeling more like myself. But must stay vigilant to thwart the adversary from turning me into the Blue Ridge Parkway, full of twisty turns, switchbacks, & hills. As much as I love those mountains & driving during autumn, I want to get back onto the train tracks be on Your righteous woman path Lord!

Just.. please tell my soul's Mate.../s sigh... tell him.. I love him, & I feel him, & I miss him. That I will always wait & never give up! Not on You Lord. Not on life. And not on Your Blessing me such that I feel like I've won life's lottery! To have finally gotten my life right!

oh Lord.. please??? I know... sigh..

Believe. And oh how do I Lord!

~True love never dies & true love always waits.~

Thank You Jesus for loving me!

Your sleepy, calmer, but listening carefully & closely daughter,

~Tijgeress kat Phoenix. 🌺

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mercy-burning · 3 years

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Myth or Movie

Pairing: Spencer Reid x fem!Reader Summary: Unbeknownst to the two of them, Y/N and Spencer's children have worked up a plan to get them to meet... Category: SMUT (18+) Content: Strong language, oral sex (female receiving), penetrative/unprotected sex, someone is misgendered (nothing too bad, it’s very brief, and it’s sincerely apologized for by the person who misgenders) Word Count: 4.2k

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NOTE: This is my 2nd entry for Pom’s ( @imagining-in-the-margins ) Enemies To Lover’s Writing Challenge! This one was one of the prompts she provided: You and (Character)'s kids don't get along, so you have to have a talk. Turns out you... really really get along... and I couldn’t wait to tackle it! I believe my exact words were: “I’m gonna Parent Trap these bitches”... So do with that what you will lol

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"I'm so sorry I'm late!"

Two heads turn to stare at me as I burst through the doors. I'm out of breath from running through the building, something the staff really didn't seem to appreciate, though their shouts and annoyed glances were the last thing on my mind.

As I try to catch my breath, the two heads stand, and suddenly I feel a lot smaller.

One of them I recognize— Principal Anteros. I'd met with her before over some of Sky's academic achievements, all positive things, which is why today's circumstances make being in this office rather uncomfortable.

It's also why I seem to shrink with embarrassment at my tardiness— and appearance. Waitressing has its benefits, but today's whirlwind of phone calls and a mention at meeting another parent are not any of them.

Speaking of, the other person in the room is one I've never seen before. He's taller than both Anteros and I, extremely well dressed, and probably the most intimidatingly beautiful human being I'd ever met. I can barely meet his eyes, and so I try not to think about what he's doing here—to think about having to talk to him.

I shrink even further.

"Ms. Y/L/N," Principal Anteros greets. Thankfully she doesn't sound too upset given the circumstances. "Please, have a seat."

I do, brushing off my uniform as if that will somehow help my appearance. The soft leather of the chairs, however comfortable they might be, fail to bring me any comfort at all.

"As I'm sure you've guessed already, this is Doctor Reid, Vivian's father."

Great, he's a fucking doctor? This already bodes well for me...

Regardless of my reservations, I turn to him and give a faint smile. He waves in turn, and for the time being I'm extremely glad he doesn't insist on shaking my hand.

"It's nice to meet you," he says, surely nothing but a formality.

"You, too," I say quickly, then turn back to Principal Anteros. "Your phone call sounded urgent... Is everything alright?"

As soon as I say it, I feel kind of dumb. Because of course everything isn't alright. My child's principal called a meeting with another parent, and that can never mean anything good, not to mention the fucking intimidation and awkwardness in the room right now. I almost apologize, trying to explain that that wasn't exactly what I meant to get across, but then I would have just been talking for way too long, embarrassing myself further.

Once again, I'm thankful for Anteros's ability to move the conversation along. "I'm not sure, but it doesn't seem so. I only bring this to attention because Sky and Vivian are both stellar students. They've never had any disciplinary issues or difficulties with other students..."

"No one's hurt, right?" Mr. Reid asks. I know he's just concerned for his child, but for some reason it feels like an attack on me, like he assumes my kid had something to do with it.

"No, no one's hurt. Thankfully there weren't any physical altercations. But it seems your girls are quite... loud."

The doctor looks like he wants to say something, but I'm quick to jump in before he can. "Sorry... Sky is non-binary. They use they/them pronouns."

I half expect one or either of them to make a big deal or just roll their eyes at me, as most people seem to do when I correct them on the matter, but Anteros gives a sincere apology and Reid probably couldn't have cared any less.

I still can't tell if I like him or not...

But that doesn't matter right now.

"What do you mean by loud?" I continue.

Anteros sighs. "Well, while there hasn't been any physical violence, your kids seem to have very heated arguments, usually during lunch or in the hallway in passing... We thought maybe we could resolve it here since, like I said, they're both excellent students, but then it started escalating to classroom arguments... It's a lot of screaming..."

I have never known Sky to raise their voice at anyone, not even in a situation where I probably would have. Lord knows I'm thankful they don't have my impatience and tendency to get pissed off easily...

So what happened that was so bad, it made them snap?

"You... You're sure you mean Vivian is acting out like this?" Reid asks slowly, and I can't stop myself from laughing out loud.

"Come on, she's a professional. This has been going on for weeks, in her school, I'm sure she would know if it was your kid having a screaming match with someone else..."

This time Doctor Reid actually looks over at me, an eyebrow raised, and though I very much believe what I've just told him, the way he's looking at me right now drops my heart straight down to my stomach, like he's the principal and I'm the student acting out—No, it's worse than that... I feel like he's a disappointed parent, but not with Vivian, with me.

I avoid his intimidating stare and look down at the ground. "Sorry... I'm just... This isn't like Sky, either, I don't know what to do..."

"Well, usually when we have these sort of disputes, we like to have the students talk it out amongst themselves with a moderator present. But we've tried that, and it seems that they still haven't made any progress. Now, I know your children are good at heart, and it seems like you both are excellent parents— You know your children better than anyone here ever could. So, I'm proposing the two of you take a meeting some time and try to figure out how to settle this."

Seriously? If it hasn't been made clear already, this man is a doctor of some kind, planets away from my league in any capacity, and I can just picture the two of us in a screaming match close to what I imagine our children's looked like...

Maybe we can just e-mail.

"Okay," he agrees evenly, and I'm surprised he seems this calm considering I've just practically yelled at him... "I have free time this afternoon if you want to talk it over."

"I have to get back to work, but I get done at five," I sigh, wanting to get this over with. "Are you free then?"

"Mhm."

"Good," Anteros chirps, standing and leaving Doctor Reid and I to follow suit. "Perhaps over the weekend we can get this settled."

I sure as hell hope so.

———

"Ms. Y/L/N, wait!"

I have no idea what he could possibly want from me now that we've set a time and place to talk tonight, but I'm just praying desperately that he doesn't want to take this time alone in the parking lot to get back at me for accosting him in Anteros's office...

Thankfully, his face when he approaches seems rather kind.

"You can call me Y/N..."

"Right," he says, shoving his hands in his jacket pockets and nodding. "I'm Spencer."

"Spencer... So, um... Did you need something?"

"O—Oh, I just... I know you have to get back to work so I'll make this short, but I wanted to see if you wanted to do, uh... dinner tonight?"

"Excuse me?"

"Well, I just figured since we probably didn't expect for our weekend to go this way... We should make it worth it?"

"Are you really trying to turn this into a date?"

"W— No, not really, I just... You know, I thought it might be nice to... make this less like a chore, you know? A—And don't feel like you have to say yes, it was just a thought, I'm sorry if I made this weirder..."

The fact that I still can't figure this man out bothers me, but right now he's blushing, and he looks like he's trying to save himself from embarrassment, and it's so fucking adorable that I don't really care that I was just annoyed.

So I tell him, "Sure. Why not?"

"Really?"

"Yeah... Besides, Lord knows I haven't gone out for dinner in a long time."

The doctor is relieved, a smile creeping up on his lips that suddenly tugs at my insides and makes me wish for a second that it really is a date he's offering... "Okay, good. Do you want to meet at Waterstone, seven o'clock?"

The excitement starts to drain from me as he says it, followed by an incoming wave of embarrassment. "Oh, man, that... That place is kind of expensive, I don't—"

"Oh, it's okay, I'll pay for everything. I'll even wait outside for you so we can go in together if you'd like..."

Why he's being so nice to me I have no idea, but it's making my annoyance melt and my heart start to beat faster, and I really don't know how to feel about that. In fact I'm pretty sure it's weird as fuck given the circumstances.

But all I have to do is make it through this weekend, hopefully all will be back to normal, and I won't ever have to think about it ever again.

"Alright... It's a date."

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Out of all the scenarios I'd pictured for the end of the night, this definitely had not been one of them.

I finished my shift at the diner, imagining on my drive home the look on his face when I inevitably showed up with something on my face or stained on my dress; Instead I showed up to Waterstone and was greeted with wandering eyes and showered with bashful compliments.

I expected to get into some type of argument about how each of our kids were better than the other or something, but we ended up talking through their traits with compassion, interest, and pride, all while agreeing that we just have to sit with them this weekend and explain that there are easier, better ways to sort out disagreements than screaming at each other in public.

I expected not to have much fun at all, but by the time we gathered the check and headed out the door, Spencer and I were laughing, just a little tipsy on Cabernet, our hands gently brushing and sparks shooting up my arm at the feeling.

I expected to go our separate ways and walk to my car and drive home, but instead he ended up telling me he was taking the Subway home, and I offered to give him a ride to the opposite side of town where I lived (Waterstone was right in the middle).

I expected to walk through the door, stumble straight up to bed, and sleep until Sky inevitably woke me up with them saying I've slept in too late and needed to get ready for work, but instead I ended up following Spencer up to his door to say goodnight.

And now we're at a fork in the road, and I can take one of two paths.

I can say goodnight, watch him walk in, and then go home and forget about this whole thing.

Or I can keep letting him stare at me until I find myself leaning in to kiss him. Whether or not he'll actually reciprocate is another story, but the little bit of wine tingling in the surface of my body and the dark, intense look in his eye gives me more courage than I've had since I met him.

Before I can make a move, Spencer talks, his voice small and inviting. "Do you want to come inside?" The beating of my heart quickens immensely as he takes another step forward and brings his fingers out to graze my chin. "Vivian's with her mom tonight."

Yes. Vivian's mom, who divorced Spencer pretty soon in the marriage after she just decided his job was too much to handle. He'd quit and took a teaching job, but even still, she declined his pleading to stay married and eventually admitted that she just wasn't in love with him anymore. At least she had the decency to let him have joint custody once his schedule cleared up, and it seemed like they were decent co-parents. Maybe even friends.

I think about Sky, how much they wish their dad had stayed, and how much I wish he had too. I was devastated when he left without anything more than a note. For years it took a huge toll on us, and I barely had the headspace to even think about dating anyone since then.

But here I am now, standing with this man who has also lost a spouse, who's somewhat of a single parent, and who seems kind and genuine enough that I don't think I'd have to worry about bringing him into the life of my child.

Though, I don't even know it'll go that far. I'm getting too far ahead of myself, and so to slow down I look at what's right in front of me. Right now.

Spencer looks at me like he wants to devour me. My whole body is tingling from head to toe. I want to kiss him, and I'm pretty damn sure he wants to kiss me back. He just invited me inside, which means that if I accept, we'll most likely end up sleeping with each other.

Again... Definitely not one of the scenarios I'd had in mind when I left the school today. But it's a damn good one, and he's so hot I want to cry.

My flirty switch turns on so fast, it nearly gives me whiplash. "And what are you gonna do if I say yes?"

"Depends... How badly do you want to walk tomorrow?"

My first instinct is to jokingly tell him to put me in a wheelchair, but I settle for kissing him instead, hoping that gives the same sentiment.

The way he melts into my body tells me I've succeeded. My arms fly up to his neck and pull him closer, and he holds me tightly to him, waiting for my lips to part so he can expertly slip his tongue past them.

I whine out and take a step towards the door. Spencer comes with me and fumbles with the keys in his pocket before reluctantly pulling away to get us inside.

Once we take our jackets and shoes off, he clings to me like static, drawn to me like a magnet, and I let him near without a second thought. Our lips find each other perfectly, like they've always meant to fit together. And as pieces of clothing come off on our way through the house and up to his bedroom, our limbs fit together just as well. Nothing is out of place.

Hell, I don't even remember how inferior to him I felt earlier in the day. Our jobs and lifestyles might seem like polar opposites, but for right now, the two of us are on very equal footing, coming together like it's always been meant to be.

I nearly fall apart when his fingers gather wetness from my cunt, just enough to tease me before pulling away and bringing them to his lips. I watch with a whine waiting on the back of my tongue as he slips his fingers past his mouth and sighs.

"More," is all he manages, and I want so badly to tease him—tell him how I know he can be more eloquent than that—but words are all lost on me too, when he drops to his knees and spreads me apart with ease. I have no choice but to reach behind and grip the foot-end of the bed as he works his tongue expertly against me.

Each of my sighs and whines are met with more avidity from him, taking the form of sharp flicks of the tongue over my clit, and once he adds his fingers to the mix, pumping them expertly inside me, I'm a fucking goner.

I come with a silent shout, clenching my thighs around his face and gripping the foot of the bed so tightly it feels like my hands might go numb.

Once my body loosens, Spencer gets up and kisses me, nearly knocking me over. I'm breathless and dizzy as the tang of my arousal coats my tastebuds. His hands are gentle despite the hunger in his lips, and the medley of sensations of all of these things has me weak in the knees.

"Getting harder to stand already, sweetheart?" he laughs, catching me as I fall into him. His hands clutch at my thighs and he carries me to the edge of the bed, crawling over top of me and kissing down my neck. "That's okay... I'll take good care of you."

I still can't manage to speak as he gently pushes in, the slow burn of him splitting me in two rendering me utterly incapable of even thought. I gladly welcome the pressure, especially once he's inside me all the way and lowering his body to mine. Our chests press firmly together as he pulls back and starts a steady pace with his hips. He traps me with his arms, bringing them to either side of my face. And when his fingers brush the hair from my eyes, he stares into them with intensity as he fucks me.

It's slow and hard. It's heart-pounding. It's earth-shattering. It's everything that makes sex worth having. In that moment we're two equals, so wrapped up in the mere feeling of each other that everything else is just background noise. He breathes me in and I do the same, and with each cant forward of his hips, he brings me deeper into this world we've both ultimately created together.

I want more than anything to wrap my legs around him and keep him close to me, but he's fucking me so good that I don't have the willpower. Instead, they lay spread out, lazy and open as his hips move between them. I'm warm all over, tingling everywhere our skin connects. When he kisses me, swallowing my pathetic attempts at whimpering his name, I'm positive that this is what Heaven must feel like.

Whether it's hours or only minutes later, eventually my body tenses, unable to hold back any further, and two particularly deep thrusts from Spencer send me barreling over the edge.

"There it is, sweetheart..." he praises, caressing my face with long, gentle fingers and leaving little kisses wherever they trail. His voice only seems to help me along, each warm syllable soothing the muscles that pulled taut at his mercy. "That's a good girl..."

I feel tired, calmed, and relaxed, when he pulls out only to jerk off over my lower stomach. Through tired eyes, I watch as he lets go and covers me with his release. Hearing him grunt out my name as he does it nearly wakes me up again, and it even finally brings some words out of me.

"God, you're so fucking hot..."

Well... Not exactly elegant, but the feeling gets across.

Spencer laughs and rolls over so that he isn't nearly crushing me anymore. He kisses down my neck, my arm, and he ever-so-slightly swipes the tip of his tongue over the mess he made before kissing my thigh and getting up to leave— presumably to get me something to clean up with.

Sure enough, he returns shortly with a wet washcloth and tenderly cleans me up. I manage to sit, leaning back on my elbows once he's done and smile at him. He's practically kneeling in front of me again, smiling back as his lips press featherlight kisses to the inside of my leg.

"How're you feeling?" he drawls, letting me pull him up to lay down with me.

"Really good. I haven't done that in so long..."

"Me either... I um... I hadn't really thought much about seeing other people once Lena and I got divorced... I guess I just wanted to put all my focus into being the best father I could, you know?"

"Mhm," I answer, turning to face him and interlocking our fingers. "I know exactly what you mean."

We lay like that for a few moments in comfortable silence, hands and limbs tangled while we breathe the same air and revel in the afterglow we've just created.

Suddenly Spencer laughs, and I squeeze his hand. "What is it?"

"I was just thinking... We probably wouldn't have met if not for Anteros calling us in, right?"

"Yeah..." I piece it together. "Guess I never thought of it that way."

"I just think it's funny, because in Greek mythology, Anteros was an Erote, known as an avenger of unrequited love, and he punished those who scoffed at romantic advances made by others... You and I never even thought about dating after our separations, and yet... Here we are now, because of Anteros."

Hearing him educate me on Greek mythology only serves to remind me how different we are. Still, the little story brings a comforting smile to my lips. "Well... Remind me to send her a basket of muffins or something to thank her."

"And tell her what? That you're grateful she got you laid?"

"Yeah. And what about it?"

The two of us dissolve into laughter that eventually fizzles and leaves us silent again. Our fingers are still tangled, and somehow we've snuggled in even closer.

"In any case, I'm glad I got to meet you, Doctor Reid."

"And I, you, Ms. Y/L/N..."

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In the past two weeks since that first meeting, I hadn't received any more phone calls from Principal Anteros, which bode as a good sign.

Spencer and I decided to see each other as secretly as we could, which meant only giving vague details to our kids as to what we were doing in our spare time— It seemed weird to spring it on them if they didn't get along, so we figured it was best to wait until the situation was handled.

I tried to talk to Sky about their progress with Vivian, but they only insisted that everything was fine and they wouldn't have to worry anymore. And after relaying this information to Spencer, he informed me that Viv had said the same thing to him.

It wasn't until we both realized that they'd said the same things verbatim each time we asked, that something odd was going on.

And that's how we end up right here, Sky and I sitting on a park bench bathed in the golden October sun while I patiently wait for Spencer to 'coincidentally' show up with Vivian.

Thankfully I don't have to wait too long, because almost five minutes after we sit, I hear the familiar sound of my name falling from his lips, and it's hard to contain the cocky, playful smile that appears upon my own.

"Spencer, hey!" I call back, standing up and going to give him a hug. He pulls me in and he's nice and warm. He smells like burnt wood for some reason, and I want to breathe him in forever. Instead, I settle for a sweet kiss on the lips, both because I simply want to and also because it should baffle the fuck out of our kids.

Sure enough we pull away and look to them, and they look panicked. They have no idea what to do, what to say...

"Oh! Sorry... Viv, this is Y/N, Sky's mom."

The pure amusement in Spencer's voice makes me feel even warmer than being in his embrace. I look to his daughter and give her a wave. "Hi."

"H—Hi..."

It almost seems cruel to laugh at their predicament, but as I turn to Sky and introduce them to Spencer, they have clear annoyance written all over their face.

"Okay, Mom, I think we get it... How did you guys figure it out?"

"What, that you two pretended to hate each other so your principal would have to call us both in to meet?"

The pre-teens look at each other and sigh, truly defeated once and for all. "Yeah," they mutter simultaneously.

"Well, it surely didn't make any sense when you got in trouble for yelling at each other in the first place," Spencer points out. "And then when we asked you how things were working out, you both said the same exact thing..."

"It wasn't that hard to figure out, but we appreciate the effort," I add, reaching out to ruffle Sky's hair. They jerk away playfully, and I can't help but notice their smile as they peek over at Vivian.

"Our plan worked, though, so I call it a win," Vivian says with a shrug.

"As long as you two don't plan on causing any more disruptions at school..." Spencer looks between the both of them, and then at me, his eyes softening as he takes my hand and squeezes it. "Then yes. I'd call it a win, too."

I lean into him and laugh. "Turns out it wasn't Greek mythology that brought us together. It was The Parent Trap."

He raises an eyebrow, like he doesn't get what I mean, and before I can ask or explain, Vivian does it for me. "He's never seen it."

Spencer looks between the three of us like a lost and confused puppy, and we all laugh.

"Well, then, maybe we'll have to have a movie night sometime soon," I offer, reaching out for Sky.

Hand in hand, the four of us continue down the pathway, walking away from the setting sun while dried leaves rustle under our feet.

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pink-bird-30 · 3 years

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Titans 3x08

SPOILERS AHEAD!!!!!

READ AT OWN RISK!!!!!

Okay, we got a good episode y'all!!!!

Lets dive in:

-The opening scene. Personally, I hated how it went from Dick interacting with Barbara on the phone to Kori coming in and chatting with Dick. I'm glad we got a decent amount of Dick and Kori interaction this episode, but having Dick interact with Kori the second he's off the phone with Babs hurt me. This is what the comics have been doing to us for years. It's really just a slap in the face to fans of these characters and ships. It's really just unnecessary drama.

-KOM AND CONNOR OOOOOOOOH BOY. "So you're staying." Awe Connor, my sweet boy, I pray Kom doesn't hurt him. Connor and Kom are good for each other, but I do believe Kom does have a secret agenda that we haven't discovered yet.

-Tim and Dick meeting for the first time. I literally squealed seeing them on screen together. The claimed "best Robin" has just graced our screens! And he brought receipts to call out Dick, he had our man Grayson s-w-e-a-t-i-n-g. Tim was so confident, what a champ.

-Again, I'm questioning the ages of these characters because Tim said he was there the night Dick's parents died. So does that mean Tim was a wee little thing, or is he about the same age as Dick?

-Why do they have Dick dressing like Bruce. I don't like the vibes of Gotham Dick. I miss my henley shirt wearing fool who doesn't know how to act when Kori walks into the room.

-Dick, why are you driving out into traffic and getting hit by a car. You're better than this stupidity.

-Okay, lets discuss Kori's vision. I think her mother is trying to tell her about Ryand'r-Kori and Kom's brother (for those who don't know there is a third And'r sibling). I think Kom did something to him or that he is trying to reach out to Kori somehow. He is always known to be missing in the comics or they forget that he even exists and he pops up every once in a while, so I'm hoping it's him trying to reach out to her just like Kom did.

-Dick and Kori need to get their minds in order. Now we have Dick hallucinating again and Kori sleep walking.

-Can we discuss how Jason went to a sex club to find reconciliation from sex workers, I fucking died. Man, churches exist for a reason lol.

-When Tim stumbles upon Dick in the big "gotcha" moment and Dick responds with "I'm just a normal guy doing normal things." 'as I walk down a tunnel where Batman made us run around for hours trying to find our way out.' Yes, Dick. Totes normal stuff here. Tim is just like, "Dude, seriously?" I'm really gonna love their dynamic once Tim is on the team.

-I don't understand the interaction between Dick and Kori after Dick tells the team Jason is coming home. "Bruce told you to be a better Batman. There are two versions: One kills people and the other doesn't" What is that supposed to mean? Is Kori telling him vaguely that he can't be Batman? or if he is he needs to decide how he wants to act when it comes to criminals. I just need this clarified cuz Kori was the one person who wasn't bringing up the whole, "Be Batman" shit to Dick. These writers needs to stop bleeding these characters personalities.

-Crane shooting Tim. That was fucked up. And Jason not staying to tell the Titans the truth, that it wasn't him, isn't going to bide over well when it comes to next episode. They're still going to think he's working for Crane. Jason really makes me concerned for his well being. But I'm hoping he goes to Molly and Molly reaches out to Gar.

-I don't get what happened at the end. Did the fear toxin get to Babs and now she sees the Titans as a threat to Gotham? or was she having a revelation about something else?

-I really doubted Crane last episode for not having a back up plan. But if The Suicide Squad movie taught me anything, never underestimate the mama's boy with anger issues. He really played Dick and Kori like that. He knew Kori would come in and try to blast him with her star bolt. That damn inspector had to give him the insight he needed. Damn.

-WHERE ARE RACHEL AND DONNA, WE ARE DEPRIVED HERE!

I'm glad we finally had a Titans centered episode, keep them coming!!!!

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hatterstan-shameblog · 3 years

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Nobody asked for this but I'm gonna do it anyways...

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Fluff Alphabet: Takeru/Aguni Edition

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A = Attractive what do they find attractive about the other?

Takeru: only reason he let Aguni wear regular clothes and not swimwear is because he saw ARM in that tank top and was like "oh damn okay 😳." So, y'know, that. (And he'll never admit it but he kinda likes how Aguni is a little bit taller than he is....) Also likes that Aguni has a really dry, deadpan sense of humor—he ways finds a way to make Takeru laugh, even when he's not really trying.

Aguni: I think the physical aspect of things wasn't really a make-or-break for him at first—like, yeah, Takeru's a good-looking guy, but that's secondary. He liked how Takeru is such a live-wire, very loud and colorful and seemingly fearless, no matter what kind of trouble they got into. (But also...he likes the hair. That's a thing for him.)

B = Baby do they want a family? why/why not?

Takeru: If they end up with one somehow, then, sure. But, like. He's not going out of his was to make it a thing. (But also, he has his cat, Ziggy, who he calls his baby, so...)

Aguni: Would secretly love to be a dad but is too worried he might mess the kid up or something. Is more than happy to be 'unofficial parent' to the neighborhood kids, though. Handing out ice pops to the kids that show up at the shop, keeping an eye out and telling them to get home before dark, maybe even showing one or two of them how to throw a better curveball...you know. Real Hallmark channel shit. (And yes, for those who were wondering: Ziggy the cat loves him and often curls up on his lap while he watches TV)

C = Cuddle how do they cuddle?

They don't really "cuddle" outside of bed. Just kinda sit next to each other, shoulder to shoulder, no big deal. But in bed, Aguni lies on his back with his arm sorta outstretched while Takeru...well, my man is worm on a string but OFF the string, he just flops all sorts of ways and a lot of them don't look comfortable but he falls asleep in minutes so whatever.

D = Dates what are dates with them like?

I don't think they do "dates"—they've got a long-term thing going on, so they often end up on the couch eating takeout and watching movies. I think they'd go to the movie theater sometimes (and talk shit for the entire film lol) and every once in a while grab dinner somewhere nice...but, usually because they have some cool limited-time-only dessert item that Takeru insists they try. (And Aguni pretends to be upset about having to get dressed up and go out, but is actually rather pleased to have a little romance...and get something to satisfy his sweet tooth.)

E = Everything you are my ____ (e.g my life, my world…)

Aguni: Emergency Medical Contact

Takeru: Co-Signer On The Apartment Lease

F = Feelings when did they know they were falling in love?

Takeru: About a week after Aguni (drunkenly) confessed his crush. Literally spent a whole week like, "Wow, it's a shame I don't love him back. He's so kind and handsome and smart and funny...too bad, I guess..." until one night he sat up straight in bed and said "Hold up." He then immediately called Aguni and began demanding why Aguni didn't tell him he was in love with him this whole time.

Aguni: They had been friends since they were kids, so it's hard to say when his feelings went from "you're my best friend" to something different. But, once he figured it out, he swore never to mention it because that could complicate their friendship.

G = Gentle are they gentle? If so, how?

Takeru: Yes and no. He's got a bad case of "grabby hands" and often yanks Aguni to and fro to look at something or whatever. Just zero respect for the man's personal space. But otherwise...I imagine he's not particularly rough or gentle, just kind of normal. EXCEPT when it comes to the emotional stuff—like, the real heavy things. I think he's very gentle with that, not asking too many questions and just sort of taking care of him where he can.

Aguni: Generally gentle—physically, emotionally, whatever. But I do think that he's confrontational, like when there's an issue, he comes straight out and asks Takeru what's going on. Even corners him, sometimes. He seems like a "no bullshit" guy, and since Takeru is "Mr. 99% Bullshit" he's gotta deal with it as best he can.

H = Hand/Hold how do they like to hold hands?

The only time they "hold hands" is when Takeru is grabbing Aguni's wrist to drag him somewhere (or run away lol) and when Aguni is pulling Takeru's hand back to stop him from touching something...

I = Impression first impression/s

I headcanon that they met very young, like grade school age. After school, in the park, where Takeru was chilling in a tree and Aguni walked by and he was like "Hey, there's a spider up here, wanna see?" and Aguni is like "Not really, I don't like bugs..." Now, Takeru, being "weird bug kid extraordinaire" can't believe his strange little ears and hops down from the tree and starts explaining why bugs are so cool and that Aguni is wrong...and Aguni listens as this funky, tiny firecracker just talks his damn ear off. Aguni liked how excited Takeru got about things, and Takeru liked how Aguni actually listened to him. And they were fast friends after that!

J = Joker are they into pulling pranks?

Takeru fucks around all the time...and doesn't often find out, because Aguni tolerates all his antics. (To a certain point, but still.) Every once in a while, Aguni will tell some harmless little lie just to watch Takeru freak out—he told him once that Lady Gaga was leaving the music scene forever, and Takeru screamed so loud the neighbors filed a noise complaint.

K = Kisses how do they kiss?

I think they most often do quick pecks—at the breakfast table, when they get home from work. You know. Domestic stuff. But when it's not like that...I think 9/10 times it's Takeru initiating, and Aguni reciprocates by wrapping his arms around him in a big hug (because he likes it but also to keep that skinny little weirdo from wiggling so damn much, he's always moving, he can't just be still—)

L = Love who says I love you first?

Neither! I don't think they really say it at all! Why say something that doesn't need to be said? (At least, that's how they see it...)

M = Memory their favorite moment together

Aguni: It's not really a memory, but...just how they have breakfast together some mornings. Sipping coffee, discussing whatever's going on in the world, the general "togetherness" that comes with it is one of his favorite feelings.

Takeru: The time they spent a full 24 hours in a karaoke booth singing 80's hits and knocking back tequila shots and ordering way too much food.

N = Nickel do they spoil? do they buy the person they love everything?

Takeru: Absolutely buys stuff for Aguni all the time. Mostly random snacks, or little knick-knacks that catch his eye. And also clothes, but...Aguni doesn't always approve.

Aguni: Doesn't buy Takeru stuff BUT leaves vases of flowers he grew on the table for Takeru to find.

O = Orange what color reminds them of their other half

Anything bright and obnoxious reminds Aguni of Takeru—red in particular, which also happens to be Takeru's favorite. And Takeru thinks Aguni has calm and soothing blue-green vibes. Like the ocean, beautiful and serene, but also dark and capable of incredible destruction.

P = Petnames what pet names do they use?

Takeru: All of them. Darling, babe, sweetheart (but he calls everyone those lol). Aguni-specific ones are always over-the-top and ridiculous like "brightest star in all of the heavens..." and he always gets an eye-roll for his efforts.

Aguni: Absolutely does not use pet names. Just says "hey you" or something. Once called Takeru "babe" and Takeru had to stop washing dishes and sit down because he was laughing so hard.

Q = Quaint what is their favorite non-modern thing?

Takeru: I feel like he would collect a ton of vintage stuff—clothes, records, just random little bits and bobs he comes across. But his favorite is definitely his record player—it belonged to his dad, and he keeps it in a place of honor in the hat shop.

Aguni: A set of very old and well-cared-for gardening tools. Takeru got them for him for his birthday, and he legit treasures them.

R = Rainy Day what do they like to do on a rainy day?

Lay on the couch and do literally nothing. Takeru gets the left end, Aguni takes the right, and they binge trash TV shows all day. (And also they make box-mix brownies and eat them straight out of the pan. It's "their thing.")

S = Sad how do they cheer themselves/each other up

Takeru: Aside from all his self-destrictive behaviors (binge-drinking, dangerous situations, etc.) he just really needs a good laugh. And Aguni somehow always manages to make him laugh with an unexpected, deadpan comment. Also, he makes Takeru actually talk through his problems instead of ignoring them...

Aguni: if he's in a bad mood, you just need to let him work through it on his own. He hates being "talked down to" and feels that most attempts at cheering up are cheap, so most people don't attempt. Buf...Takeru is not "most people" and breaks out his most ridiculous jokes to try to get Aguni to crack a smile.

T = Talking what do they love to talk about?

Other people! You know Takeru is the "XOXO Gossip Girl" of the neighborhood, but Aguni...he's like a little old church lady and ADORES hearing all the latest drama.

U = Unencumbered What helps them relax?

Both of them have the same method of relaxation and it's...bubble baths! Aguni does a basic, skin soothing soak and just hangs out in the warm water with a book or maybe just his thoughts to keep him company. But Takeru? He's got some fancy bath soaps, and he takes in a glass of wine and lights a few candles and does a face mask and it's a whole EVENT.

V - Very thoughts about each other

Takeru: Thinks Aguni needs to loosen up and take more risks...but also just loves the guy to pieces.

Aguni: Kinda wishes Takeru would calm tf down sometimes...but also knows that it's just how the guy is and wouldn't dare change him.

W = Wedding when, how, where do they propose?

They're not really the marrying type! They just have a mutual understanding of commitment and that's that.

(But if they did have a wedding... I think it would be a relatively small affair with all their closest friends and family. Like a dinner party, but somewhere extra nice and with lots of good food and alcohol. Intimate and meaningful, with just enough "extra" to satisfy Takeru.)

X = Xylophone What’s their song?

"Total Eclipse of the Heart" because they hid out in a karaoke booth (different from the 24-hour event that Takeru cherishes so much) to es ape the Yakuza and Takeru sang it over and over to pass the time.

Y = You the ___ to my ___ (e.g the cookies to my milk, the macaroni to my cheese)

"Breaking" to my "Entering." The "Assault" to my "Battery." (They both hate this sort of thing and try to come up with the worst answers possible lol)

Z = Zebra if they wanted a pet, what pet would they get?

They already have the cat, Ziggy, who is their perfect little angel.

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dayseternal-blog · 3 years

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do you know any mafia/spay nh au? 😁😁 thank you in advance!!

I do! There are many!! These are two of my favorite tropes to read!!!!!!!!!! 😄😄

NaruHina Mafia/Gangs AU

“When the Devil Picks Up a Stray” by callmesenorita - Rated E, A/B/O Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. Hinata, an Omega, questions buried feelings when she decides to help a childhood friend who has adopted a new persona under the name Menma. Although their attraction is instant he is no longer the Naruto she once knew, and soon enough Hinata is thrust into a dangerous yakuza conspiracy.

“Bound” by suryass - Rated E, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Series of One-shots/Incomplete. Mafia AU-Collection of oneshots.

“July - Movie-Inspired” from “Still Falling For You” by @chloelapomme - Rated T, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. Naruto and Hinata peacefully live with each other. Well, almost peacefully…

“Powerless” by @bunny-hoodlum - Rated E for a lot of things like depictions of violence and character death, High School AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. - His family’s past can’t be taken at face-value, and it comes clawing back to hurt him in ways that are out of his control. DELETED FIC.

“Opposites Attract” by KyuubiLover100 - Rated E, High School AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. Citizens of Konoha all know that "The Light cannot exist without casting its Shadow." It's the unspoken system that the city runs on. Everyone knows their place and their roles. Those in the Shadows do what those in the Light cannot. Uzumaki Naruto knows this and has known this since he was young. Hyuuga Hinata knows this as well and understands her Father's wished, but still...

“put on your warpaint” by @borzbois - Rated M, Tattoo Artist/College AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. Hinata meets a stranger with beautiful tattoos. She never could have guessed the turn her life would take when she asked to draw him.

“MOB” by @bkgsbby - Rated M (?, I think), Mafia/Arranged Marriage AU, Socmed format, Ongoing. When Hiashi can’t repay the debt he owes Kushina, he offers his daughter instead.

“All Kinds of Wrong” by Kieren - Rated E, Infidelity/Modern AU, One-shot. It was ironic how something so pure had sprung from such a sordid arrangement. They were perfect for each other. But they had met at the wrong time.

“Pink Chiffon” by @scalding-coffee-cup - Rated M, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. During the day, she wears pink chiffon and nude pumps; her glossed lips curve into an innocent smile. At night, she struts down the alleyway in black stilettos and wears a scowl on her red lips. The pistol is her most expensive accessory.

“Molasses” by EroPrincess - Rated E, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. Adult film star, Hinata Hyuga, encounters a fledgling underground kingpin, Naruto Uzumaki. Is it possible for a romance to blossom between two people from very different worlds?

“Second Chances” by enzhe - Rated T, High School AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. Namikaze Naruto was abducted, then declared dead. Twelve years after he disappeared, his parents find him: now a scrappy, reckless teenager, with good friends, a lot of trauma, and ties to the murderous, anarchist Nine-Tails gang. As the family tries to put itself together, trust breaks, hurts heal, and the power struggles that led to Naruto's abduction resurface.

“Dirtbags// The Fox” by OwlwaysHungry - Rated M, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. Naruto and his friends end up having to work for a notorious drug dealing gangster by the name of Kyuubi after a not so satisfying night out.

“a home is a dream” by girlbaldwin - Rated M, Modern AU, One-shot. Naruto Uzumaki returns home with all the force maelstrom, three days after her husband’s disappearance and six years since she went and stumbled on Neji’s body floating in the creek downtown.

“Gangster AU” from “Tales of Two Ninjas” by @magmawrites - Rated M, Modern AU, One-shot. This world is an endless cycle of destruction, no matter how hard you try to stop it and sometimes the innocent get involved in the crossfire.

“What He Wants” by agitosgirl - Rated M, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. Hinata Hyuuga is an average girl struggling, and failing to stay on top of things. But everything in her life changes once she meets a handsome stranger at club. She knows that he wants her, but doesn't realize that he has the power, and the determination to do whatever it takes to make her his, no matter the cost.

Untitled collab w/ @matchaball for anon by @utsus - Rated T, Modern AU, One-shot. Prompt: She’s his ace in the cards that no one sees coming (that they honestly should’ve seen) and yes: she dislikes violence.

NaruHina Spy AU

“Made in Heights” by @utsus - Rated E, Modern AU, Long One-Shot/Incomplete. Hinata is definitely skilled enough to infiltrate the highly secured Uchiha party and steal sensitive intel that will save lives. It’s just a matter of making it out alive.

“Spy AU” from “Tales of Two Ninjas” by @magmawrites - Rated M, Modern AU, One-shot. They were one of the best teams The Agency had ever seen. Until they broke one of their most important rules…don’t fall in love with your partner.

“Lady Usagi” by @mmmbuttery - Rated G, Canon-Divergent AU, One-shot. A quiet girl working in an inn meets a noisy young lord, but all is not as it seems.

Untitled wip by @matchaball - Rated T, Modern AU, One-shot. He will always entrust her to watch his back in a heartbeat.

“Team 7″, “Team 8″, and “Stellar Interview” by Journalist298 - Rated T, Modern AU, 3 Related one-Shots. Stories of the Konoha Security Agency.

“Reaching you” by Wasabisugar - Rated M, College/University AU, Multi-chapter, Unfinished. As an undercover elite spy with a mission expected to last several years ahead, Hinata is ordered to acquire information from the owner of La Vie Global Resorts - Uzumaki Naruto - surrounding a massive drug deal. However, the man she's met with is nothing like what she expected and she soon finds herself developing feelings for the one person she is set out to expose.

And there’s the one I wrote “Undercover” - Rated E, Canon-Divergent AU, Multi-chapter, Unfinished. Naruto and Hinata join the Twelve Guardian Ninja of the Land of Fire's Daimyo. But not really. Their mission is to smoke out the rat among them who's selling political secrets to insurgents, while making sure the other Guardians don't figure them out. Neither can tell when their acting became so convincing.

That’s everything I could think of!!!!!! I worked all night on this omg why 😪 lol It’s because I kept on rereading!!!!! HOW COULD I NOT WITH THIS GOLD.

PLEASE ENJOY!!! HAPPY READING!!!!

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The Singer (Marcus Pike x f!Reader)

Chapter Six

Rating: T (that's how you know it's pure fluff lol)

Warnings: Slight sadness in the beginning, Reader sings a pretty depressing song (I actually have a disclaimer about it after the chapter), parent expectation drama, language, but other than that we are back in fluff town!

W/C: 5k (this one got away from me a little 😭)

A/N: (Can I just say fate was against me writing this chapter so bad, first the whole thing got deleted on accident so I started over, then suddenly my draft disappeared & I started over again. I nearly gave up but I didn't because I love them 😭 but it also isn't the best chapter because I got so flustered) But we are back with cute Marcus/Reader interactions!! I wrote a recap of chapter 5.5 in the beginning (nothing explicit so it's safe but still letting you know). And we are halfway through the story! Thank you to everyone that has reblogged & liked, I appreciate you all! ♥️ Since we don't really know much about Marcus from before The Mentalist, I spun my own little story for him lol (I haven't read any other Marcus fics that has a backstory similar to mine, this truly came from my own head so I'm sorry if someone's story is close to his! It's totally unintentional)

Song mentioned:

Chapter 5.5 (ONLY IF YOU'RE COMFORTABLE)

Chapter Five | Chapter Seven

The Singer Masterlist

I wish I could cut Teresa out 😤 but I love his face 🥺

In the three weeks that followed that night at your apartment, you and Marcus fell right back into place, like nothing ever happened. You did it; you opened up about your ex and you were right. You felt so much better. It was like you packed it all away in a box, locking it up and throwing it out to never be thought of again. And best of all, Marcus wants to stay. He wants to wait for you. Neither of you brought up your exes after that, feeling it was unnecessary and only looking forward. Now you can truly focus on your healing, which was admittedly easier with Marcus by your side.

Marcus feels better, too. He thought he scared you away, but you were only trying to protect him. He still feels terrible about what you had opened up to him about, but he knows you're a force to be reckoned with, even if you didn't think so. He promises himself to never let you forget it or doubt yourself again.

He kept showing up at the bar after work to watch the last half of your show, laughing softly when he would see Ms. Lidia pull you by the hand into conversation. But you were never rude, always smiling and humoring her until you politely said goodbye. He loves that about you. You had allowed him to stay, to be a part of your life, and he promised to go at your pace. He only hopes you'll eventually feel as strongly for him as he does for you.

You two had even decided to make movie nights at your apartment a weekly get together. You agreed to stay friends for now, but he was thrilled when you brought the idea up to him. Of course he said yes. He insisted on buying the pizza and wine, no matter how much you refused, reasoning that it was only fair since you were hosting him. It quickly became your favorite night of the week, bumping the night at the bar from the top spot, and you looked forward to hanging out with him in the comfort of your own home.

The feelings you have for one another only get stronger. You fight your insecurities diligently and you slowly start letting your heart open to him. You're afraid to let him know, not finding the right moment to tell him you officially want to start dating. Marcus is already head over heels for you, but he doesn't want to say it and frighten you, just in case you still need time, so he'll wait for you to approach him. You both hit a standstill, neither one of you sure when to let the other know about your feelings.

* * * *

The second Tuesday of the month: your favorite day. The bar closes for general maintenance, and the team is usually done by lunchtime, but the manager of the bar keeps it closed for the rest of the day regardless. It's the only time you have to play and practice, keeping your mind sharp and your fingers nimble. You're grateful to the manager; he lets you stay in the bar by yourself to play, an old promise of Cecil's to you that your late friend made him keep when Cecil hired him.

You remove your blazer, setting it down on top of your purse to keep it from hitting the floor and you scoot yourself in on the bench, flipping up the cover to reveal the ivory keys that lie beneath. You grab your small briefcase, scanning through the different works of Bach, Chopin, Beethoven, flipping through the music sheets until you find one you desire playing. You pull out the sheets for "Moonlight Sonata", placing them on the stand attached to the piano. You stretch your fingers out, playing the first chords of the song and letting them dance across the keys, losing yourself in the song.

Marcus walks toward the back entrance of the bar; he asked Celina if she knew where you were and she let him know that you were at the bar practicing. He figured she meant practicing songs, but when he opens the door and he hears the booming sounds of a piano, his heart skips. He had no idea. He walks toward the sound until you come into view. You're wearing jean shorts and a gray tank top and heat rushes to his face when he sees your tank top rise up your back as you play. He steps closer, standing still and listening for a moment, not yet wanting to interrupt you.

He realizes you must have not heard him walk in or next to you; your eyes are shut as you let muscle memory take over, never missing a single note. Incredible. He watches the masterpiece unravel before him, the muscles in your arms, shoulders, and hands flexing beautifully and his heart aches. He can already feel that little word wanting to fall right out of his mouth. You finish the last soft notes of the song, your eyes opening and landing on the music sheets you didn't need in front of you.

"That was beautiful," Marcus says, his sudden declaration frightening you.

"Jeez — Marcus!" You startle, feeling a shock of anxiety snap your heart. You place your hand on your chest as you slowly turn your head to look at Marcus, greeting you with a sheepish grin.

"You know, one of these days I'm going to have a heart attack for real and you'll be getting my hospital bills."

"I guess I better sign a waiver then," he laughs.

"Just stop scaring me!" You laugh along. "What are you doing here? How'd you know where I was?"

"Celina told me," he replies and you look at him, dumbstruck.

"Since when do you and Celina talk?" You ask.

"She pulled me to the side one night when you went to the bathroom. She pretty much gave me the 'if you hurt my best friend' speech," he chuckles.

"I'm gonna kill her," you shake your head and smile.

"Yeah well, we exchanged numbers in case we ever needed to talk about certain things without a certain someone knowing," he winks at you.

"Oh great, you guys talk shit then?" You joke and he nods, laughing when you nudge him playfully with your closed fist.

"You better be careful, otherwise you won't be able to play anymore," he rubs his arm. "I didn't even know you played," he smiles and grabs a chair from a nearby table to sit on.

"Yeah, my parents put me in lessons when I was a kid. I'm pretty sure they just wanted me out of the house," you laugh together. "But I ended up loving it, so it stuck."

"Do you have any original songs?" He asks and your heart drops.

"Um... Yeah, I've written one song," you give him a shy smile and his eyes brighten with excitement.

"Can I hear it?"

Should I? You weigh your options in your mind; you hesitate on letting him hear the song, but you also don't want to hide anything from him anymore.

"Uh, sure. Yeah," you smile at him. "Just give me a second," you mutter as you turn to your briefcase, opening the small pocket in the back and pulling out the folded music sheets.

"It's been a long time since I've played this so... Go easy on me," you chuckle softly, unfolding the sheets and placing them on the stand.

Marcus sits there, eagerly waiting for you to start. He senses your nervousness as you take a shuddering breath and he's about to tell you that you don't have to play it, but your fingers start moving across the keys. The song starts slowly, focused on the deeper chords of the piano.

He listens intently when you start singing in a much lower and sadder voice than he's used to and he knows this song won't be a happy one. He pays attention to the lyrics, the hurt trickling from your lips to his heart.

Intuition is always right,

I should have trusted mine.

He knows what you mean. He wants to stop you, but you get carried away in the song, closing your eyes again and disregarding the sheets on the stand, playing from memory and from your heart. You call yourself a moonflower, only able to bloom in darkness.

Anoxia? He doesn't like the sound of that and he feels an anger grow within him as his mind paints an awful picture. You continue singing about your growth and how you need to move on from the pain.

Your voice is hauntingly beautiful as you sing a pitch higher in the last part of the song until it comes to an end. You open your eyes and take a deep breath, removing your hands from the piano and watching them shake in your lap. You feel a sense of relief, another part of your past that you didn't realize you needed to release. You take another breath, looking up at Marcus and he's just sitting there, giving you a gentle smile.

"That was beautiful," he compliments. He doesn't want to push the subject of the lyrics further, deciding to ask you about it at a later time.

"Thanks," you smile back. "I'm surprised I remembered it." A moment passes before Marcus speaks again.

"I wanted to see if you would like to go to the evening farmer's market today," he asks and you smile brightly at him.

"I would love to."

He offers to leave the bar and pick you up later, but you ask him to stay and sit while you play. You never let anyone sit with you before, claiming it as your alone time, but with Marcus you don't feel the need to be alone anymore. Marcus doesn't interrupt you, doesn't ask any questions, just sits there and listens, watching you play slow and fast songs and complimenting your skills.

You scoot over on the bench and invite him to sit next to you. The bench is small, so it's unavoidable that your sides are lined up right against each other. You successfully teach him "Chopsticks" and you play a small duet together until Marcus begins fumbling his fingers, the nerves getting to him from being so close to you. He doesn't leave the bench after that, sitting next to you while you play and you lean into him to reach his side of the piano.

The afternoon fades into evening and you grab your briefcase, filing away the music sheets you pulled out to show Marcus. He glances at the watch on his wrist and looks around at the still empty bar, no staff members or patrons entering.

"Where is everyone?" He asks.

"Oh, the bar's closed today. Every second Tuesday of the month," you explain. "That's why I'm here; it's the only time I can play until I can afford one of my own. But I'm saving for a car first, so it might take a while.” You shrug and smile.

Marcus has a quick thought that he would love to buy a piano for you in the home you live in together, your beautiful melodies filling every corner of the house and he would never have to live without music again. He snaps himself out of it when you stand, putting your blazer back on while you wait for him to stand as well.

He walks you to his car and he drives to the designated parking lot for the farmer's market, having to circle around a couple of times until he gets lucky when someone leaves and he's able to take that spot. He's still the perfect gentleman for you, opening the door and offering his arm to you, and though he feels sad when you pull away from him, he doesn't take it to heart.

The two of you walk through the market; all the stands are up and there's already a fairly large crowd you have to maneuver around. You bump into Marcus often, apologizing to him, but he doesn't mind. Part of him is glad it's so busy just so you could stay close together as you walk through.

A stand catches your eye; they're selling an assortment of avocado oils all in different flavors. Not just oils for cooking, but also lip balms and hand creams. Marcus beams as he watches you taste test the different oils on small pieces of bruschetta, making yummy noises when you find one you love. You pay the vendor for the oil, putting the bag in your purse and you turn to Marcus with a happy smile on your face.

You pass by another stand selling all kinds of flowers: tulips, gardenias, roses, and more. You stray from Marcus to look at the bouquets of daisies and baby's breath and he looks at the different colored roses: pink, white, even rainbow. The woman behind the table hands him a blue rose and whispers the meaning behind it in his ear. He blushes slightly as he looks over to you, your eyes closed and nose buried in a pink tulip, and he looks back at the vendor. He tries to pay her and she refuses, telling him to pass the gift along to you.

You feel Marcus walk up next to you and turn to see him with his arm behind his back. You look at him suspiciously, nearly asking him about it until he brings his arm forward again, handing you a beautiful, blue rose.

"Marcus," you gasp. "How romantic," you smile and your words catch him off guard as the pink hue brightens in his cheeks.

You head over to a coffee truck, blue rose in hand, and you order a caramel latte while Marcus orders a chai latte. A few minutes pass and you chat about the different stands and merchandise, saying you'll have to come again when you have more money. The barista calls out your coffees and you throw a few dollar bills into the tip jar before the two of you continue walking down the street.

"So, tell me something," you say with your mouth over the lid of your disposable cup. Marcus waits for you to swallow the liquid in your mouth to hear your question.

"How did you become an FBI agent? In the art department nonetheless?"

"Well..." He says, a pitch higher than his resting tone as he drags out the word.

"If it's a touchy subject, you don't have to tell me," you reassure, but he turns to you and smiles.

"No, I'd love to tell you about it," you smile back. "My father's a lawyer, a pretty successful one at that, and he was insistent on me becoming one like him. You know, to keep it in the family. He started hounding me once I got to high school and I didn't really feel like I had any other choice so I applied and got accepted into law school.

"I made it about halfway through when I realized that I was in control of what I wanted to do with my life. So I quit. You can imagine how upset my father was. He stopped supporting me and kicked me out of the house." He scoffed and shook his head, keeping his attention to a small rock under his shoe.

"I'm sorry," you say as you give him a comforting squeeze on his arm. He looks at you and smiles, taking a deep breath to continue.

"I slept on a friend's couch for a while until I could get my feet back on the ground. I used to stay up late watching that old show, The FBI, and ever since then, I knew I wanted to be just like Lewis Erskine," he chuckles, making you laugh as well.

"I went back to school, double majored in art and criminal justice, graduated at the top of my class, and worked my ass off training at the academy and now," he gestures to himself. "Here I am."

"That's really inspiring, Marcus," you smile. "It makes me feel better for going after my own passion."

"You shouldn't have felt bad about it in the first place," he grins and you feel heat rise to your ears from his encouragement. He takes a drink of his tea while you think of your next question.

"So... How's your relationship with your dad now?"

"It's still pretty strained," he shrugs. "We never were really close anyway so it didn't surprise me that he wasn't at my college or academy graduation. As long as my mom was there, that's all I cared about."

"Well, you should be very proud of yourself, not many people have the strength to stand up to their parents and stray from what they want and expect from you," you smile warmly at him. Now his face is the one heating up.

"So okay, that's a cool story by itself, but why art specifically?" You finish the last of your coffee and toss it in a trash can as you walk by.

"I've always been fascinated by any form of art; paintings, music, cinema," he says. "I was even in a band before I went back to school."

You stop walking and grab his arm tightly, making him stop as well. He turns to look at you, eyes and mouth open wide in shock.

"You were in a band?!" You ask excitedly, others around you turning their heads to look your way. You place your hand over your mouth. "I'm sorry," you say quietly as you giggle and you continue walking.

"I didn't think it was that much of a shock," he smiles as he rubs the back of his head.

"What instrument did you play?" You ask, cutting him off before he can answer. "Wait, don't tell me..." You squint at him and rub your chin between your thumb and index finger as you try to guess. He finishes his tea while he waits, throwing the empty cup away in another trash can you pass by.

"Bass?" You finally ask.

"Yes!" Marcus laughs, surprised that you got it right. "How did you know?"

"It was just a guess," you say as you stifle a laugh. Now Marcus is the one squinting at you, knowing that wasn't the true reason you hit the head on the nail.

"Okay, okay. You just have that vibe," you admit as you smile.

"'That vibe'?" Marcus asks as he uses his fingers to quote your words in the air.

"Yeah, you know, that bass player vibe," you say, moving your arms to hold an invisible guitar, pretending to pluck strings and you bob your head slightly while you talk. "The 'I'm too cool to play all six strings, I only need four to show how cool I am' guy," you try to contain your laughter to no avail and Marcus's face comes together in confusion as he laughs with you.

"Okay, that guy sounds like a douchebag, are you trying to say that I'm a douchebag?" He throws his hand on his chest in mock offense, but he can't keep a straight face as he watches the genuine belly laugh pour out of you.

"No, no!" You say through laughs, taking a breath to calm yourself. "Okay, that was a bad example, but it does seem like an instrument you'd play," you both laugh together until it dies down. Marcus waits a beat before speaking again.

"I sang, too," he smiles and you grab his arm again.

"You sing?!" You ask loudly again, not caring about any onlookers and you immediately picture dueting with him.

"No, I sang. Past tense," your smile fades into a serious look. "It's been so long, I'm afraid I've lost my touch."

"Singing never leaves you; it's always in the present, in the now," you say as you wave your hand dramatically and wink at him.

Marcus looks away to hide the large smile you put on his face. Your hand lingers on his arm while you walk, not finding the strength to pull it off. The sky is turning a red-orange in line with the setting sun, fading into lavender and periwinkle throughout the rest. It makes you smile seeing the beautiful masterpieces that mother nature paints.

Marcus thinks about asking you back to his apartment to continue hanging out, but he doesn't want you to feel pressured or scared by the offer. He doesn't want it to come off the wrong way, he just doesn't want the day with you to end.

You look over at Marcus from the corner of your eye; he's just as mesmerized by the sunset as you. Your heart races as you watch him, the golden hour hits his features beautifully and you think about how happy you are in this moment with him, how you don't want it to end.

"Marcus?"

You call him softly and the air catches in your throat when he turns to look at you. His eyes are soft for you, lips turned up slightly at the corners of his mouth in a gentle smile, and the curve of his nose creates a slight shadow across his cheekbone. So handsome.

"I'm having a really nice time with you and... I'm not ready for it to end," you admit. Your head whirls with adrenaline from your statement.

"Would you like to come back to my apartment? We can watch a movie and I can make tea," he asks, unable to stop himself from asking.

"I-if you're comfortable, we can do something else-" he adds nervously and you stop him.

"I'd love to," you smile at him and he smiles even wider, nodding at you.

You continue walking through the marketplace back to the parking lot, commenting on fluffy dogs and petite flowers in trees as you pass by them. You think that you should be nervous going back to Marcus's apartment for the first time, but you only feel calm. You know by now that he would never pressure you to do anything you wouldn't want to.

It's a short ten minute drive to his apartment, and you hold his arm as you walk up the stairs. He unlocks the door, letting you inside first and you shuffle your shoes across the doormat to leave any dirt lingering behind, removing them to rest near the door. You marvel at his neat apartment and are pleasantly surprised by how well decorated it is. He has large potted plants in corners of the rooms, smaller ones perched on the tables, and colorful, abstract paintings on the walls. He smiles proudly when you compliment his interior design skills.

He directs you to his movie collection while he heads to the kitchen to put a kettle on the stove and a bag of popcorn in the microwave. You set your purse on a table he has in the corner of his room and walk over to his TV stand. You giggle when you see his stack of movies, a significantly smaller collection compared to yours. You scan through them and gasp when you see he has Rear Window, one of your favorites. You settle on that one, pulling it from the pile and leaving it on the TV stand, afraid to mess with his media set up.

Marcus pours the buttery popcorn into a bowl just as the kettle starts whistling. You walk into the tidy kitchen while he prepares two mugs with chamomile tea, honey, and a slice of lemon. You ask for a small glass to stick your rose in and he directs you to his cup cabinet, where everything is lined up neatly in rows. You fill it with water, removing the rose from behind your ear and placing it inside the glass. He grabs the mugs while you grab the popcorn and you both head over to the couch.

"So, what are we watching?" He asks as he sets the mugs down on the coffee table, coasters lying underneath.

He looks at you when you don't answer right away and laughs when he sees your mouth is full of popcorn. You try not to laugh and spit popcorn everywhere as you gesture to the TV stand and he follows your gaze.

"Ah, Rear Window, a classic," he smiles as he grabs the DVD case. You swallow the popcorn in your mouth to speak.

"It's definitely in my top ten — no, top five — wait, top three," you correct yourself and he chuckles.

"I'd have to agree."

He turns the TV on and inserts the disc in the DVD player, the movie playing automatically. You sit on the couch with your legs tucked underneath you and he sits a cushion away, leaving the bowl of popcorn in between. Your heart skips a beat every time your hands brush while you grab another piece. Marcus feels no shame as he times it just right, reaching for popcorn at the same time you do, just to feel the little contact.

You both finish your teas and the popcorn, minus a few unpopped kernels at the bottom of the bowl. Marcus grabs both mug handles in one hand, the bowl in the other, and walks to the kitchen, setting them down in the sink to be washed later. He grabs a couple of water bottles from the pantry and heads back to you.

Once he walks into the living room again, he sees you lying down on your side, cuddling one of his decorative pillows and resting your head on the arm of the couch, your legs curled into a fetal position. He sets the water bottles down on the table and laughs.

"Uh oh, I know what that means," he says, referring to your position.

"What?" You ask, looking at him as he sits down.

"That's the national symbol for 'I'm about to fall asleep'."

"I'm not going to fall asleep, I'm just resting," you counter and he snickers.

"Mhmm, sure," he says sarcastically and you playfully poke his thigh with your foot, calling him a baby when he pretends to be in pain.

You wish you could say you're able to stay awake, just for the sake of argument, but here you are, eyelids getting heavier with each passing minute. Why is his couch so comfortable? You shut your eyes to satiate the heaviness, opening them up again after a minute. You continue that routine a few more times until your eyes just don't open up again.

"I love this scene," Marcus says, pointing to the screen.

When he doesn't get a response from you, he looks over and smiles, chuckling softly when he sees your eyes closed and hears your slow, deep breathing. I knew it, he shakes his head. He stops the movie, letting the light from the screen illuminate the room to help him see where he's going. He walks to his bedroom and folds back the comforter, getting it ready for you.

He walks back out to your sleeping form, smiling at your peaceful face, and he gently picks you up in his arms, walking back to his room and carefully placing you in the spot he readied. He pulls the comforter over your body and turns to leave the room, startling when he feels your soft hand grab his wrist.

"Where're you goin'?" You ask, speech slurred with sleep.

"I'm going to go sleep on the couch," he grabs your hand off his wrist to hold it and impulsively leans down to kiss the side of your head, smelling the rose scent of your shampoo.

"Stay," you say in a whining tone.

"No sweetheart," he says as he stands straight. "It's okay."

"Please?" You ask again, giving him a puppy eyed look you know he can't say no to. You pull down on his hand as he hesitates, tugging him closer to the bed. "Stay with me."

"Okay Dulce, if that's what you want," he gives in to your pleas, not letting on that he also wants to stay.

You give him a sleepy smile, making him chuckle and you scoot over in bed to make room. You admittedly don't scoot all the way to the other side, wanting to feel his body close to yours. He wiggles out of his jeans and climbs in bed next to you and you instantly curl up to his chest. He leaves his arm to rest on his side, unsure if he should move it over your body to hug you. You roll your eyes and sigh, grabbing his arm and throwing it over your body yourself. It sort of just hangs there limp and you can tell he doesn't know what he should do next. So you tell him.

"You can cuddle me, you know?" You say and his chest jolts with a laugh.

"Are you sure that's okay?" He asks, the rumble of his baritone traveling through his chest and straight into your ear, tickling the nerves down your spine.

"No, I wasn't sure the whole time I asked you to stay with me," you say sarcastically and he laughs again. "It's okay Marcus," you assure.

He wraps his arms around you snugly, his chin resting on the top of your head, and you sigh happily as you breathe in his cologne. He chuckles when he feels you snuggle your face into his chest and he stays awake, listening to your breathing get deeper & more rhythmic, indicating you have fallen back asleep. He places a gentle kiss on your temple, feeling his heart fill with affection as he holds you and he never wants to let you go. He doesn't know if you were only asking him to stay out of tiredness, but for now he won't question it. He'll just let himself fall asleep, content with your warm body in his arms.

Chapter 5.5 (ONLY IF YOU'RE COMFORTABLE)

Chapter Five | Chapter Seven

The Singer Masterlist

Disclaimer about the song:

Okay, there's a whole backstory to Lia Marie Johnson (here's an article about everything that has been going on with her). Basically just another tragic case of child star being exploited on the internet. This song, Moonflower, has very deep & sad lyrics & it's not confirmed that she wrote it due to what she has gone/is going through, but it's heavily speculated because of the meanings behind the lyrics.

For example: anoxia is an absence or deficiency of oxygen, i.e. from strangulation.

I chose to write it into my story as an original song Reader wrote because it fit her as well, but it's not meant to take away from Lia's experience & what led her to write it. I truly hope she is okay & I hope by me adding this, it helps bring more awareness to her story.

A/N: The song isn't played on the piano & I couldn't find a version of it on the piano so I just used my imagination lol also when you give someone a blue rose it means you think they are "extraordinarily wonderful & unique" ♥️

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