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hinatastinygiant · 6 months

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17 | Virgo

Pairing: Kita x Fem!Reader

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The following morning, Atsumu comes into the coffee shop for another cup of coffee. However, this time Osamu is with him.

"Good morning," you say cheerfully, already beginning to prepare his usual order.

"Morning, sunshine," he grins, leaning over the counter.

"You're cheerful," Mel notes as she waves at him, recognizing him from before.

"It's a good day," he nods. "Right, Samu?"

"It is," Osamu agrees.

"How can I help the two of you?" you ask as you finish making Atsumu's drink and hand it over to him. "Samu, you want the same thing as your brother or are you feeling more adventurous?"

"No, no, I'll have the same," he chuckles.

"Okay, one coffee and a breakfast sandwich coming right up," you smile, placing his order in front of him.

"Oh, yeah, and could you add a croissant, too?" Atsumu asks.

"Of course," you nod.

"So, I've got to ask, Y/N, are you coming to my brother's wedding?" Atsumu grins as he wraps his arm around his brother. "I'm still available for you."

"Tsumu," Osamu sighs, rolling his eyes.

"What?" he asks innocently.

"Sorry, I'm actually going with someone else," you say, biting back a grin as you remember the conversation with Kita.

Osamu's eyes widen slightly at the news. "You are?"

"Yeah," you nod. "And he's not your brother."

"He's not?!" Atsumu exclaims.

"Ooh," Mel says as she looks at you. "Who's the lucky guy?"

"Yeah, who is it?" Atsumu asks, his eyes narrowing suspiciously.

"None of your business," you say, a mischievous grin growing across your lips.

"Well, I'm glad you're coming because you're going to be in charge of the guest book," Atsumu tells you suddenly.

"What?! I'm doing what?"

"Samu and his fiance totally forgot," Atsumu pouts. "So, you're in charge of the guest book. You can just do something super simple, okay?"

"Are you serious?" you ask Osamu as you pass him the slightly warmed crossaint and his sandwich.

"Sorry," he apologizes, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "We'll pay you for your time, though."

"It's not about the money," you huff.

"Please?" he pleads. "It would really mean a lot."

"Fine," you sigh. "But you're going to owe me big time."

"Thank you, Y/N!" Osamu grins, pulling you into a quick hug. "You're the best!"

"Yeah, yeah," you say, waving him off. "Now go, both of you. And be safe, I'm not sure I can handle two Miya brothers."

With that, the twins leave, leaving you and Mel alone at the counter.

"Oh, girl, you are going to have a wild night," she laughs.

"Yeah, I know," you sigh.

"Do you have any ideas for the guest book?" she asks.

"Not yet, but I'm sure I can come up with something," you shrug.

"Hey, if you want, I can help," she offers.

"Really? That would be amazing," you say, letting out a relieved sigh.

"Sure," she nods. "Just let me know when and where, and I'll be there."

"Thank you," you smile. "Do you have any ideas for a design?"

"Hmm, how about notes in a bottle? I've always liked that idea and it's quite popular," she thinks aloud.

"Yeah, that's a great idea!" you nod happily.

"When are you going to need it by?" she then asks. "I mean, when is the wedding?"

"Um, Friday," you say nervously, knowing that it's a short notice.

"Friday?!" she gasps.

"Yeah, it's not a lot of time, I know," you sigh.

"Don't worry," she smiles reassuringly. "I can have it done by then. But I'll need to start working on it tonight. Is that okay?"

"Of course, that's more than fine," you agree. "And, Mel, I can't thank you enough."

"Do you think you can come in Friday morning so I can give it to you before you leave for the wedding?" she hums. "That way I get to see how pretty you look all dressed up."

"I can," you grin. "Thanks, Mel. Really."

"It's nothing, hun," she smiles.

Later on that evening, after a long day of work, you make your way to your apartment and plop down on the couch, exhausted.

"Ugh, I don't want to make dinner," you groan, rubbing your temples.

You reach for your phone, contemplating whether or not to call Kita, but then decide against it. Like Sayuri said, you don't want to begin to relying on him for things. You're a grown woman and you can take care of yourself.

"I'll just have some leftovers," you mutter as you stand up and walk over to the kitchen.

As you open the fridge, a wave of nausea washes over you and you have to grab onto the counter to steady yourself.

"What the fuck?" you gasp, gripping the counter tightly.

Suddenly, the room begins to spin, and your vision blurs. You reach out, trying to find something to hold onto, and make your way to the sink.

"Oh my god, oh my god," you gasp, grabbing the counter once again as your stomach lurches.

"Shit," you hiss as you throw up, the contents of your stomach spilling out into the sink. "What's wrong with me? Am I that nervous about the wedding?"

You stay there for a few moments, catching your breath, the nausea finally subsiding. You then grab a towel and clean the sink, making a mental note to clean the inside later.

You then make your way back to the couch and sit down, closing your eyes and taking a few deep breaths.

"It's okay, Y/N, it's just nerves," you say, trying to convince yourself. "It'll be fine."

You open your eyes and glance at the clock, sighing when you see that it's only six o'clock.

"Maybe I'll just get ready for bed," you say to yourself, standing up and walking to the bedroom.

You then grab your pajamas and head to the bathroom, deciding to take a shower before getting into bed.

As you undress, a wave of nausea washes over you again, but you manage to suppress it.

"Come on, Y/N," you say, trying to keep yourself calm. "You can do this."

You take a deep breath and step into the shower, turning the water on and letting the warmth surround you. You try not to think about him, about the pressure of going on a serious date with Kita. He's a good man, a kind man, and he doesn't deserve someone like you. Someone who's never even been in a stable relationship before.

"God, why did I agree to this?" you mutter, rubbing your temples as another wave of nausea hits you.

"Get a grip, Y/N," you say sternly. "You're acting like a teenager."

You close your eyes and lean against the wall, letting the hot water wash away your stress and anxiety. You then quickly wash your hair and body, wanting to get out as soon as possible.

After a few minutes, you turn the water off and step out of the shower, wrapping a towel around yourself. You then walk over to the sink and look at yourself in the mirror, taking in your sunken eyes. "God, I really need to get more sleep."

You reach for your toothbrush and begin to brush your teeth, hoping that it will help ease the nausea. Thankfully, it does and you feel a little better as you make your way to your room.

"There, all better, Y/N," you sigh, pulling back the covers and getting into bed. As you lay there, the thoughts of Kita's arms wrapped around you and the way his lips felt against yours fills your mind, and soon enough, the nausea returns.

"Fuck," you groan, clutching your stomach.

"Why did I agree to this?" you repeat as the thoughts of the wedding and the guest book flood your mind.

"God, this is going to be a disaster," you sigh, burying your face in the pillow. "I don't think I can do this."

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cosmogyros · 2 years

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I know I haven't been on here lately ahhhh but I have been spending every free moment READING, because with every year older that I get, I feel less and less knowledgeable... and I must remedy this. Although, frankly, I think I might be overdoing it a bit because. um. my full-time job also requires reading eight hours a day. And I'm starting to feel a bit Worn.

That said, here's my "currently reading" list with disorganized commentary:

Miteinander reden - Friedemann Schulz von Thun (I am enjoying this one but moving through it very slowly so far because it keeps giving me Ideas that I need to write about immediately or else message friends about, and then I forget to return to the book and keep reading)

Capitalism: A Very Short Introduction - James Fulcher (crap I forgot I was reading this actually, I need to get back to it)

Le lieutenant de Kouta - Massa Makan Diabaté (This is progressing slowly because I'm hand-copying it as I go, but at least it's generally quite an easy read, and particularly interesting to me because it's set in Mali, a country that is a special interest of mine)

Et si c'était vrai - Marc Levy (I started this, paused it when I briefly lost interest, then restarted; we'll see if I can maintain the motivation this time)

Dracula - Bram Stoker (yes! I am doing Dracula Daily! oh it's such a treat to return to this wonderful book ❤️)

Polysecure: Attachment, Trauma and Consensual Nonmonogamy - Jessica Fern (I posted about wanting to read this book and then two friends messaged me separately saying they'd been wanting to as well, so obviously I did what anyone would do and made a group chat, introduced 'em to each other, and we're a mini-book-club now)

Sauve-Moi - Guillaume Musso (I started this just for the heck of it and I'm sorry but it's so bad so far. so bad. The protagonist looks in the mirror after a shower as an excuse to have her describe herself. And yes, she mentions her breasts. And then she wonders if, at 28, she's still desirable. I may not be able to stick this one out.)

Delusions of Gender - Cordelia Fine (I have been having memory issues again recently, so I can't remember a blessed thing about this book despite having started it... mayyyybe two weeks ago? I should probably stop reading so many things at once and give my poor brain-damaged head a break 🙃)

The ABCs of Socialism - Bhaskar Sunkara et al. (I have sooooo much to learn about socialism, and I guess I am starting here; already learned the difference between private property and personal property, so we're off to a good start)

Les Fiancés de l'hiver - Christelle Dabos (not my usual genre but I spontaneously joined a French book club that chose it as our first book, so hey! and it's not bad so far)

Mating in Captivity - Esther Perel (one of those "been on my TBR forever" books that I finally dove into when another friend mentioned starting it and I said "ooh ooh I'll read it with you!")

I also started reading Les Misérables and Le deuxième sexe but I am trying to FORCE myself to hold off on them for now and finish my somewhat more accessible French books first, before returning to those heavy-hitters. Oh and there's Vere aux Fantazie, the collection of short pieces in Esperanto that I really have no excuse for not having finished yet, seeing as I started it... a year and a half ago.

But honestly right now my current-reading list is too full of non-English stuff and/or nonfiction, and I think it would be wise to ease up on myself a bit and read some nice light compelling English-language fiction to balance out the rest of this mess. The last fiction book I finished in English was Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel, a recommendation from a friend, which threw me for a fucking LOOP when I finished it a few days ago. Instantly went on my favorites list, but damn, I'm still licking my wounds.

#reading #booklr #bookblr #langblr #french books #german books #personal #cosmo gyres #text #books

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interlagosed · 2 years

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Carlandads and learning to braid??

"Ow! Papá!"

"Ay, lo siento, hija, I am trying," Carlos said, placing a kiss on the top of Allegra's head. She pouted up at him, then sighed and sat still once more. This - braiding Allegra's hair - was, as it turned out, incredibly stressful.

"It will be easier if you brush her hair out, Carlos," Cisca chimed in. Lando grinned, looking altogether too relaxed while Carlos danced on the threshold of torture with their daughter, even if he had relinquished hair duty to Carlos. Lando had Cisca on FaceTime, the back camera pointed at Carlos and Allegra, who was sitting between Carlos' legs.

"We knew this day would come, Carlos," Lando said, and it did not help whatsoever.

"Are you sure I can't just put your hair in a ponytail, amor?" Carlos ventured, and Allegra whipped her head around to glare at him. Her lovely curls looked rather wild, matching the thunder in her eyes, and Carlos nearly melted and begged her to keep her hair as it was. But Allegra, her daddy's daughter, sniffed and turned back around.

"No, papá. It hurts in the helmet. Too poofy! Plus the other girls braid their hair, so I want to also."

Carlos sighed loudly. "You are growing up," he complained. "Thinking about other girls. Who cares! If they jumped off a bridge, eh, would you-"

"Carlos, you can't get out of learning how to braid her hair by trying to be a good dad," Lando drawled. Carlos heard Cisca click her tongue.

This time, Carlos whipped his head around to glare at Lando. He didn't appreciate how much Lando was enjoying this whole endeavor. "You try this then, eh?"

"Nah, mate," Lando said brightly, wiggling the fingers on his free hand. "Hand's fucked from driving."

"Lando!" Carlos yelled.

"Lando!" Cisca yelled.

"Daddy!" Allegra - inexplicably - yelled.

"Sorry! Sorry! I forgot! Don't use that word, Legs."

Anyway, Lando's hand looked just fine to Carlos. Still, he sighed and took up a brush. "I will brush your hair now, mi hija. Sí?"

"Sí, papá."

"I think for next time, Carlos dear, you should try oiling her hair before you braid. That way, you won't have to worry about tangles as much, and it will make brushing easier."

"Hey, we can all go pick out some oil for Allegra," Lando said. "Would you like that, Leggy?"

"Ooh, yeah!" Allegra said, and Carlos could hear the beam in her words. "Something vanilla! Like cupcakes!"

Carlos laughed. He was actually satisfied with how thoroughly he had brushed Allegra's hair. He carefully divided her hair into three thick bunches, how Cisca had shown him. "You will make me want to eat you up even more, pequeñita."

"Papá!"

"He's right," Lando said, an evil look in his eyes. "And that way, papá won't have to braid your hair. We'll just have you for lunch, and that's the end of your karting career!"

"Nan!" Allegra wailed, but she was laughing too.

"No one will eat my baby!" Cisca said. And then, because she was Lando's mother, "Except me, that is."

"You are all cani- canidals? Candles?"

"Cannibals," Carlos corrected, focusing on plaiting her hair. Over. Across. Under. Over. Across. Under. It was actually quite soothing.

"Cabinnals. You're all cabinnals!"

And then, that was it. No more hair to plait. Carlos gasped. Unable to believe his accomplishment, he quickly tied off the end of Allegra's braid - thick and curly, like her daddy's hair - and swung it back over Allegra's shoulder.

"Look! I did it!"

Allegra gasped, and stood up, running her hands over her braid. She shrieked with delight and launched herself at Carlos, hugging him tightly. Carlos laughed and hugged her back just as tight. "Thank you! Thank you! I love it!"

"You haven't even seen it yet! Show your nan, and then tell me-"

But she had already snatched the phone from Lando's hands, and was shrieking to her rather impressed-sounding grandmother about her hair, admiring the braid and swinging it from shoulder to shoulder. Lando grinned and scooted up closer to Carlos, kissing his still-smiling, relieved face.

"See? It was worth the trouble, wasn't it?" Lando murmured. Carlos sighed and wrapped his arms around Lando, pulling him into his lap.

"It always is."

#hibi answers #hibi writes #carlandads #carlando #carlando headcanons

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jd-loves-fiction · 3 years

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➤ Jason Todd x Reader

➤ Warnings: gun kink, unprotected sex [don’t be silly, wrap the willy ;)]

➤ @catxsnow @internalsealpanic @littleredwing89

[22:50] Your lungs burn as you leapt from one building to another, begging you to slow down at once.

No chance of that, not with the sound of heavy footsteps thundering behind you as a grunt is heard after the man chasing you lands.

So you keep running, despite the tightness of your chest, the soreness of your feet and burning in your muscles.

But somewhere deep inside, something urges you to stop. Something more abstract than the discomfort you feel.

"Come on, princess. Stop and let's talk this out!"

"No way in hell, you glorified eyesore!" You yell back, jumping yet another gap between buildings almost perfectly.

Almost.

You misjudge the distance and are unable to stick the landing, rolling across the roof until you stop on your back. You don't move, already hearing how his footsteps become slower. He approaches your defeated form, panting as your ankle throbs slightly. You know you can't run anymore at this point, so why tire yourself out.

Red Hood steps over you, placing his boots on your spread arms, barely applying any pressure, just enough to send a message.

You can hear his heave, distorted, and you imagine him to be sweating bullets under his helmet, while you cool off with the cold, humid air of late night Gotham.

"Did you need to do all that? I just wanted to talk." Red hood protests, exasperated and still panting as you do the same with a skeptical look.

"Seems it was more your gun wanting to do the talking." You bite back, feeling small under his gaze, so far up from you, but refusing to show it.

You can almost see his red helmet contort into a frown as you both know what you said isn't true. He may threaten you but he'd never actually shoot you. No matter how much he tries to hide it, he enjoys this dynamic of yours. And so do you.

The sexual tension, usually pointed out by others around you, could be cut with a meat cleaver. And it just keeps building. Every encounter or skirmish usually leaves you with sticky underwear and him with tighter pants. You excite him, keep him on his toes, and he does the same to you.

Not to mention the more intimate moments you've shared.

Walking the grey line of morality meant that your friends could be your enemies and vice versa. For you two, it meant that one day you could be bandaging each other up (still with the masks on) and the next day you could be the ones creating a need for the bandages.

And that is fine. You both think it's fine.

Until the tension brewing comes to a head spills over from the cauldron.

Red Hood takes his feet away from your biceps, stepping just below them to take the weight off and still keep close. He then takes his shinny, polished gun from its holster, not yet having been used on that night.

His large thighs flex as he crouches over your chest, placing the gun under your chin as you stare into the white eyes of his hood, hoping to catch a glimpse of what's behind.

"Well, if that's the only way I'll get you to talk." His deep voice, seemingly deepened by the voice modulator, rumbles through your chest as he speaks.

"There are other ways…" You whisper suggestively, mask slits lowering as you smirk seductively. The complete switch from your feisty defiance to a velvety tone and alluring expression makes him pause.

"Oh? And what would those be?" The gun feels cool against your skin as he presses it harder against you.

"You could start by taking off your helmet." You say confidently. And just like that, the gun's pressure leaves you as he pulls it away slightly.

Red Hood sighs deeply, shoulders dropping, "You know I can't do that, princess."

"Not for me?"

"Not for you, not for anyone I'm afraid."

"Won't even let me try to change your mind?" You purr. Your hands crawl up his tense legs, feeling the muscles quiver under your fingertips before they settle on his hips.

"I can't promise you anything." His tone turns stern, almost cold, but his breathing wavers at the feeling of your warm hands on his cold body.

"Then don't. Just let me do my thing and see how you feel afterwards." You suggest, nails scratching just above his belt. His hand flexes for a moment, contemplating, before he traces his gun down your throat and towards your warm chest.

"Think you can change my mind, do you?" His free hand brushes your hair away from your face before he grabs your chin between his gloved fingers. "Let's see what you got."

You slip your legs out from under him, placing them around his waist and throwing him off balance to the side, following the momentum and sitting yourself over him.

Red Hood's helmet hits the floor as he lets his head fall back. You lay your weight on his middle before gripping both his wrists while leaning closer to his face.

"You sound quite cocky. Not much reason to, since you're the one on the ground while I could just get up and run. You'd be left all alone to take care of your little problem." You whisper while grinding your ass against said problem.

"True, but we both know you don't really want to. And it's not so little, princess." His voice is deep and raspy as you continue your hip movements, taking his gun out of his hand. "I'll believe it when I see it."

"Then you better start working, doll face."

You scoff at his tone before realizing the safety was off on the gun. "The safety was off?" You ask, shocked, as you turn it on, placing it by your side.

"Sorry, forgot about it. Had more interesting things to think about." His hands reach for you before you grab them, pinning them beside his head.

"You forgot about it? Not very professional of you, considering your impulses." Your chest meets his as you lean heavily on his wrists. You both know your hold on them means close to nothing and that he could easily get out of it, but he'd allow it if it meant having fun.

"Not the impulses you should be focusing on, sweetheart." His legs bend, urging you forward and making his crotch grind against yours.

“Ooh, I’m so scared of a man whose face I can’t even see. Not to mention the fact that you clearly have a very soft spot for me, sweetheart.” You tease, grinding your hips down firmly, reveling in the deep grunt that makes him chest vibrate against yours.

Red Hood lets out a slow breath, body relaxing completely as he stays silent, “Yeah, you’re right.” he finally says, quietly, absentmindedly. You stare deep into the whites of his mask as he stays tight-lipped and seemingly contemplating something.

"Can I trust you? Completely?" He asks before you hum, taking your hands away and sitting up. You ignore his boner poking your ass.

"Yes, of course you can." Your expression turns soft and serious as you speak. You hope he can hear your honesty more than see it through the mask.

He nods before reaching for his helmet, "Wait!" You exclaim as your hands stop him. "What are you doing?!"

"Listen, princess. I want this and I trust you. So I'm acting on all this fucking tension because honestly, I can't wait anymore." And so you let him reach for the back of his helmet, clicking it open with a hiss, before he takes it off and you're baffled by the image before you.

His hair is short and black with a white streak, just as messy and sweaty as you expected. His eyes are a startling, pale green, and they watch your reaction for a moment before his cheeks darken. There's the beginning of dark stubble on his jaw and chin. Even the small scars all across his face, from his cheek to the bridge of his nose, add to his rugged handsomeness that nothing your mind has ever conjured up could compare to.

"Don't comment too much. We can leave the soft stuff for another time. Right now, I just need to be inside you." The heated look in his striking eyes makes your breath stutter, along with his words. Before you smile cheekily while trailing your nails down his hard abs.

"'Leave the soft stuff for another time?' That better mean you'll be taking me out on a date, or I'm not having it." You tease, winking at him as he smiles fondly. You take off your mask and place it by his helmet, ego massively boosted by the immensely flustered look on his face as yours is revealed.

"Do comment all you like. And you can call me Y/N." You whisper into the night, lips a breath away from his.

"Jason. Nice to meet you, finally."

His soft lips crash against yours as months of tension come to a head while teeth scrape and tongues battle for dominance. You lose it and let Jason suck on your tongue as you rush to unbuckle his pants after raising his shirt slightly.

You feel his hands grip your waist tightly, meaning to flip you under him, before you hold him back by placing your hands on his, "Let me ride you, please."

"Ah fuck, doll face." Jason's voice wavers as you reach past his boxers to grab his hot member in your cold hand. Your hand moves up and down, feeling him harden fully in your palm as your forehead rests against his.

Your lips suck on his pulse while your other hand brushes a long scar in the middle of his torso, that you refuse to comment on.

"Princess, you better stop or I'm gonna cum. And I just wanna do it inside you." He grunts, tugging at your pants while holding your wrist to slow you down.

You take your pants off, thankful for the roof's tall walls and the fact that, for once, it isn't raining like hell. The stone digs into your knees as you settle over him once again.

"You ready?" Jason asks as you move his cock through your folds. You're not sure of the answer. He looks too girthy for you to take without prep painlessly. But with the burning ache on your core begging to feel him inside, your patience is quickly running out, so you're sure going to try.

You sink down instead of answering, slipping only the head of his cock inside you, making his eyes widen and nearly roll back at the unexpected pleasure, before they close tightly as he struggles to hold his own hips down as you adjust.

"Ah! Doll…" He sighs, hips twitching as they try to raise against the weight of you. You hold yourself up on his stomach as your walls are stretched to their limit, trying not to impale yourself too quickly.

You breathe hard and deep as you move down, the base being thicker makes it harder and not painful, but it's worth it for Jason's face as you finally descend all the way until your hips meet his and he gasps before moaning loudly and deeply. His cheeks become even redder than before, looking to the side at his loud noise.

You lean towards his ear to whisper, moving him inside you slightly which makes him groan again, "Be as loud as you like, nobody can hear you. Plus, not sure anybody cares."

“Fuck, princess, please tell me I can move. I just wanna fuck this pussy so bad.” Jason says, hands holding onto your hips. You nod desperately, already half gone with the feeling of his hard cock fully inside, raising yourself with a whimper and dropping again.

“Shit, doll!” He exclaims, hands helping you move as his hips raise while you drop, his tip hitting you impossibly deep as a layer of sweat starts to form on both of your foreheads, hair sticking to the skin.

“Ah, Jason.” You whimper, grounding your clit against his pelvis at the bottom.

“You feel so good, doll. So warm and wet, fuck…” He sighs, hand grasping your hair and pulling your lips against his as you set a hard and fast pace.

Your lips barely connect for more than a few moments, kisses interrupted by moans and whimpers as you breathe against each other's mouths.

Your toes begin to curl as sparks of pleasure travel all over your flushed body, breathing heavy as your heart pounds against your chest. Your body jerks as Jason’s rough and calloused finger starts rubbing firm circles on your clit.

“You close, sweetheart? You gonna cum all over my cock? Clench even tighter, shit!” He sighs, followed by a groan as you do clench tighter around him at his dirty words while the pleasure builds.

“Jason, please! I’m so close.” You moan desperately, muscles twitching as you allow Jason to do the most work with his powerful thrusts and rough fingers.

Your back arches as you finally reach that peak, shivering, nails digging into his stomach as you let him thrust into your pussy until he lets out a grunt once he reaches his orgasm, warm filling you as his cum drips out of you and down your thighs.

You open your eyes, gazing up into the dark sky, catching your breath before looking down. Jason lays back, sighing as the aftershocks of his high wears off slowly, leaving him sated and tired, pent up tension finally released.

You lean forward, ignoring the way your pussy twitches as he nudges the inside, and placing a kiss to his red cheek and smiling at his hazy, faraway gaze.

“So, about that date, you free on Friday?”

#dc #DC comics #dc x reader #dc x y/n #dc x you #jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd reader insert #jason todd fluff #jason todd smut #batfamily #batfamily x y/n #red hood #red hood and the outlaws #red hood x you #red hood x reader #red hood x y/n #red hood smut

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that-crazy-five-foot-two-chick · 3 years

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Rating: G

Word Count: 1.6k

Fake dating, love at first sight, and all that. The basic fluff palate.

A/N: I had no idea what the lyrics to "Hello Stranger" by Stray Kids were until after I wrote the fic, but the title and vibe made me daydream this whole idea up in the car. You're welcome. (Totally would recommend the official MV too, it just doesn't have English subs)

Another day, another heckling. And this time it had to be on a public subway, apparently.

"All I'm saying is, if you're so rich, why do you have to conveniently forget your credit card every single time we all go out for lunch?" Edward narrowed his eyes at Ling.

"Why bring it when I don't expect to be going out to eat?" Ling said airily. "And you're always so generous when it happens unexpectedly."

Edward grunted. "That's an absolute load of bull and you know it. You can't say that you 'just forgot' to bring money because you 'didn't expect it' when I text the group chat 'Who wants to go out for lunch tomorrow?' and you say 'Ooh! Ooh! Me!'" he squealed in a poor imitation of his friend.

"Your girlfriend would love you for it, you know—paying for dates," Ling continued, ignoring Ed's accusations. He gasped. "Oh, that's right! You don't have a girlfriend! Perhaps if you weren't so quarrelsome, you could manage to win the heart of a lady."

"Who are you calling so puny that he's gonna die alone and have weeds all over his grave that no one will bother to pull?" Ed screeched.

Russell finally spoke up from his seat at the end of the row. "Ed, he didn't say anything about your height. He may be a cheapskate, but he didn't make a dig at your height. For once."

"Yeah, that's right! No fair changing the subject, Ling. This discussion was about how you're a little rich boy who always makes his friends pay for his own food," Ed huffed.

"Why quibble over such a minor expense? How expensive could a burger be? Twenty dollars?" The other two boys gaped at Ling, but he only kept going. "Besides, I'm far more interested in the current topic. Edward, you know I care for you deeply—"

"Fat chance."

"—but with your disposition, I doubt you could get a girlfriend if you tried!"

"Now, you wait just a second! You don't know squat about my love life! In fact, I could—"

Out of nowhere, a blonde girl knelt on the seat next to Ed's and slipped an arm around his shoulders.

"Hello, stranger." She winked. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming this way today? I know you're shy about our relationship, but you could have just told them, you know. You don't have to give into their teasing just for me, Eddie-boo."

All three boys gawked at her—Russell and Ling because of the fact that Ed actually had a girlfriend and Ed because of the fact that he didn't. Except now he had to pretend that this strange, hot blonde girl was his girlfriend.

So he choked. Then he recovered just enough to say, "Babe, no. I was just about to tell them. These pea-brains," he glared at them, "barely let me get a word in edgewise. Please believe me, babe."

"Of course I believe you, pretty boy." Her gaze made all coherent thoughts fly from his head. "But even if they are pea-brains, I should probably introduce myself." She tapped his nose. The buzzing feeling lingered long after the tip of her finger left it. "I'm Winry." She beamed at the other two boys. Ed's stomach twisted. He wasn't jealous, was he? He probably just ate something bad at lunch. Maybe Ling slipped something in his burger…

Ling grinned wickedly. "Lovely to meet you, Winry. How did you two meet? It must have been quite a job getting this one to agree to go out with you, what with his charming personality and all."

"Hm, how did we meet, babe? It all happened very gradually—knowing each other's faces, then knowing each other's names, then small talk here and there. Then before you know it, we were having deeper conversations as close friends, and then suddenly, we were dating! He's a real softie once you get him to open up," she said, ruffling his bangs.

"Winry!" He cleared his throat. "Babe, you don't have to tell them everything."

"Oh, man!" Russell guffawed, wiping away a tear. "This girl must have you whipped, Ed."

"Something like that," Ed muttered.

Suddenly, the train lurched and threw Winry forward, her arm around Ed's shoulders directing her course straight for his lap. They stared at each other in panic for a few moments. Then Winry laughed nervously. "Looks like I fell for you, huh, babe?"

Edward slapped his forehead. "Really? Fell for me? That's so terrible, I might break up with you just for that."

"Nah, you like me too much," Winry said, planting a kiss on his forehead.

Edward's face turned a violent shade of red. Pretty girl. Flirting. At him. Dream. It was a dream. Dreams don't have lips with that much detail. Can't look at friends. They'll laugh. Different topic. Periodic table. Periodic tables are simple. Hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium…

"Like I said," Russell smirked. "Whipped."

The subway car lurched again as the intercom announced their arrival at the stop, and Ed's arms flew to keep Winry from being thrown again. Just as quickly as he had held her close, he loosened his grip. For a moment, her eyes widened and a faint blush rose on her cheeks. She shifted on his lap.

"This is my stop. Nice meeting you guys!" Winry leaned in to whisper into Ed's ear. "I probably caused you more trouble than I solved. I'm so sorry." She offered him a half smile and slid off his lap.

His legs somehow felt bare without her weight, his arms cold without her warmth. How could he just let her walk away? But how could he just stalk a stranger? Fortunately, all intelligent thought had left him long ago.

"See you guys later! Better priorities have come up than messing around with you losers!"

Edward heard silence, then laughter behind him, but he kept his eyes forward as he followed Winry out into the station. Crap, what had he gotten himself into? He was such an idiot. His idiot mouth and his idiot legs had been faster than his idiot brain and he was about to be in big, big trouble with this really beautiful, really nice stranger. The doors closed behind them.

"Look, I'm really, really sorry. I don't know what got into me. I don't know why I went along with it. I don't just do this sort of thing, it just happened. If there's—" Winry cut Ed off.

"You went along with it because I started it. What were you supposed to do? If anything, it's my fault for putting you in an awkward position. It was gutsy and presumptuous and I should have just let your conversation happen. I don't exactly go around pretending to be random people's girlfriends either. Some weird gut reaction in me just...did it. I...I don't even know what to say for myself. I made you lie to your friends and now you're going to have to tell them that and...I'm. I'm so sorry." She raked her hand into her ponytail and avoided his gaze.

"Can we consider ourselves forgiven, then?"

She met his eyes with a slight laugh. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Good, so...um…are you actually single?" He sighed and mumbled, "man, I don't normally do this," and continued, "Because I'd love to take you out for real if you are." His pulse thundered through every blood vessel in his body while she opened and closed her mouth and blushed. It would be cute if his entire being wasn't vibrating waiting for her response.

"Y–yeah," she breathed.

"Gah," Ed rubbed the back of his neck. "Of course you're not single, why would you be? I mean, look at you—"

"No! No. I'm. I'm not single. I mean! I'm not in a—I don't have a boyfriend."

"Oh."

"I'd...I'd love to go out with you, Edward."

"Wow," he finally managed.

"What?" Winry smiled at him in confusion.

"I really scored big today and I don't even know how." He grinned crookedly. "Was something about my complete lack of competent speech attractive or something? Nobody just agrees to going on a date with a complete stranger. Your name is actually Winry, right?"

She laughed. "Yes, my name is actually Winry. I didn't really have a lot of time to come up with a fake name or anything. As for going out with a complete stranger… I don't know. I just know I can trust you. I figure, why not go for it? And, um. I wasn't entirely joking when I called you 'pretty boy.'" She bit her lip and smiled at her shoes.

Ed's mind blanked for what seemed the billionth time that day. "You're the—you're the pretty one!" he squawked.

"Well, then...if I'm the pretty one, can I be the one to ask you for your number?"

"What?" He wasn't sure whether he'd been shaken out of his mental fog or pushed further into it. "I mean, yes! Um, here it is." He fumbled with his phone and showed her his contact information.

"Thanks." She smiled with all the light the universe could give her. "I'll...see you soon then?"

"Are you busy right now?" Ed blurted out. "Or is taking you out to dinner too soon?"

"Oh! No, not at all. I'm kind of craving Chinese takeout, actually, if that's okay."

"Yeah. Yeah, it's totally okay. Just. One thing." Winry raised her eyebrows in accession. "Never call me 'Eddie-boo' again."

#I'm planning a follow up fic if/when I get the kick to write it~#fma #fma fanfic #fma fic #my fic #my writing #edwin #fma modern au

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calypsoff · 3 years

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Ninety Two. Part 3

Wiping my lips again, Robyn and that damn lipgloss. It’s still on me too, on my hands too. It seems very busy outside this club tonight; I am just sat in traffic waiting to get closer. Looking over at Robyn “are you over your tipsy moment? Stop being a light weight” I would like to say to Robyn don’t reapply that lipgloss, that shit is no good for me at all, but she is “I am, I am ready to have fun” feeling a tap on my shoulder “pull up there, I can get out. Get valet to get your car” Rich said, looking ahead of me, there is a slot I can get into. Flashing my lights for this one guy to move, he just looked and then ran by “it’s been a while since we have done this together, I am excited you know” sticking my tongue out as I tried to be careful as possible to park up “cool” Rich got out “yeah, we don’t do this really, I think because I feel you are classy I just tend to like being classy for you” Robyn sniggered “classy? Oh I ain’t that, but it’s cute you feel that way about me though. You think highly of me, I love that poppa” Rich waved us over “let’s get out, let me walk over to you. He seems a little busy” unbuckling my belt, turning my car engine off. Opening the car door and getting out, it’s very busy here tonight. I have already reserved shit “aye Chris” Rich came over to me “seems like they made an event out of you” Rich ran over to me “look” grabbing the poster “no way, since when? I only booked a table, is that why it’s busy. That is fucked up, I ain’t get paid for this” passing it back to Rich “watch out my car bro, stay back” opening Robyn’ car door “thank you” she said, “mind out, take your pictures but don’t be all in her space” taking her bag, I mean I have been doing this for most of the night “you good?” closing the car door as Robyn walked by me “sir” walking into this guy “oh yeah” giving him my key, let me catch Robyn up.

Robyn turned to me, she is waiting “oh my god Rihanna” grabbing Robyn’ hand and walking off with her, the security waved us over to go inside “follow me” I reserved a section for Robyn and I but this place 1Oak being slick now, I didn’t say I was doing any event at all but according to them I am but it’s packed here. My hand tightly holding Robyn’ hand as I followed security to the table, I smiled as people are legit just wanting some attention “just here” he pointed, pulling Robyn ahead of me, I want her to be good first then me. I just realised I am holding Robyn’ bag still, following Robyn to the section. Holding her bag up, Robyn laughed. I totally forgot about her bag, luckily I was still holding this shit in my hand. Sitting down next to Robyn, she waved me over “your fancy woman is around” moving my head back “what?” I said confused, Robyn placed her hand under my chin to pull me back in “India Love, I saw her looking” letting out an oh moving my head back “right” I said to myself “they made out I am a main event here, I don’t know how when I only booked this section, I didn’t ask for that” I said in Robyn’ ear, she rolled her eyes shaking her head “and then she pops up, right” she shook her head, is she really on me like that.

We have so much drink, it’s crazy but we are doing our thing. I think I am enjoying myself way more then I should, but I feel like a lot of people have floated over here and are just watching us, recording us. Feeling my snapback being taken off, looking behind me as Robyn put it on her head and then leaned down and wrapped her arms around my neck. She placed the blunt between my lips, feeling Robyn’ lips latch onto my ear lobe. Moving the blunt back from my lips and blowing the smoke out looking to the side of me smiling, Robyn crashed her lips to mine. I have to catch up to her, she is on me. I think I have been laid back; she got my bottom lip in her mouth sucking on it. She moved back placing the blunt between her lips dancing away from me, she has took my snapback too. Next it will be my shades, I just know her. The music lowered “we got Rihanna in the building tonight, wishing her a Happy Birthday. Every day its bad gal birthday. Everyone cheer for the baddest girl in the game” seeing the bottle service and sparklers, all I can think of is the number of drinks we have, and we haven’t even really paid for them. The crowd cheered, clapping my hands turning to Robyn. She is literally the life of the party; she doesn’t even have to do much either. She is only stood on the couch, but everyone is watching her.

I did say Robyn would take my shades and she did, meanwhile Drake is here. I don’t know who the fuck invited him here but whatever, I am good over here “get y’all boo, I see you Rihanna and I hear you right now” the DJ said, Robyn wrapped her arms around my neck as she sat on my lap “aye, shots are bad” I said, Robyn is on that hard side, she need to quit that “it’s my birthday” Robyn kissed my cheek “Feelings, so deep in my feelings. No, this ain't really like me. Can't control my anxiety” Robyn started singing to me aloud, I laughed wrapping my arms around her torso. Pressing kisses to her neck until she grabbed my head “Ooh, no I'll never get over you until I find something new, that get me high like you do. Listen to my heart go ba-do, boo'd up. Biddy-da-do, boo'd up” we both laughed as Robyn kissed my lips, placing my hand behind her neck and deepening the kiss. I can feel Robyn’ moan against my lips and it’s going straight to my dick, she is sat on my lap too. Oh this is too public, moving my hand back. I need to stop, Robyn bit her bottom lip laughing, she has no lipgloss on her lips because it’s on me. Robyn reached over to the table and grabbed the bottle of Hennessy, she drank from the bottle and then turned to me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and started kissing me again, I stopped because it’s getting heated, but she wanted to do more, feeling the contents of the Hennessy enter my mouth. I need to unglue Robyn from me, I laughed and moved back “you just put that drink in my mouth” I said through every kiss she is continuing to give me, she is not stopping.

I am trying to be the good one here, I am just trying to make sure Robyn is good because she is really getting drunk “are you done peeing or you going to continue to sit there and smile?” Robyn is sat on the toilet smiling to herself “aye, sit back down. You not wiped your butt” I chuckled, pulling some tissue out and holding it out “oh yeah” Robyn giggled, we need to hurry up because we blocked the lady’s toilet. Looking around me and then looking back at Robyn “done, am I sitting on a public toilet?” nodding my head “come” Robyn got up from the toilet seat “I feel so happy Chris, oh my god. I feel so happy right now, I just want to party and be with you” watching her pull her panties up “I know, come” she stubbled out of the cubicle, pulling her dress down “wash, wash, wash. Is my ass showing” Robyn mumbled, looking at the mirror. Robyn is staring at me, and I am just staring at her “you good, I got you babe” stepping back sighing out “dry, dry, dry” Robyn is chatting so much shit, she is making me laugh “mhmmm I want to blow your back out” pulling a face at Robyn “my back out? What the hell, Robyn just dry your damn hands” she is crazy.

Picking my snapback and shades from the seat “watch yourself” grabbing Robyn’ arm and helped her to sit down “I am good Chris” turning around “I am going to go and pee Robyn, I will be back” I shouted over the music “be back quick” I just wanted Robyn to be ok, pecking Robyn’ lips “love you so much” placing my snapback on my head as I walked off, tapping Rich’ arm as I walked by him. Placing my shades over my eyes, Drake is giving me so many looks, I know that nigga is jealous as fuck. Looking over to his section, he is watching me. See what I mean about Drake, he is staring at me “sorry” hitting into someone, looking in front of me “oh sorry” my face softened “not you” I said, now why is India Love here “I was going to the bathroom too, don’t be shy now” shaking my head walking around her “hey” she touched my arm “I am happy for you, I see how Robyn is all over you. She loves you” rolling my eyes “just leave me alone, I ain’t for that” shaking my head “she better keep you close though; you are so fine. You keep getting better” she is following behind me saying that “cool” walking into the men’s bathroom, I need her to leave me.

Smiling wide seeing my wife just sat waiting “beautiful” I mouthed at her, Robyn held her arms out to me “miss me” leaning down and hugging her “can we go home now” she said in my ear, sitting down at the side of her “we can” she got up from where she sat and grabbed the bottle again, sitting on my lap as she held the bottle, I laughed licking my lips and I can see India right there looking at me, she is really bugging like wow. I can’t believe she came to the club knowing I was here, what did she expect from this, did she want me to cheat. I don’t get it “open your mouth” looking up at Robyn “mhmm” opening my mouth and she of course poured the drink in my mouth; she then moved the bottle back and started drinking it. Hennessy about to get this woman all the way fucked up, well both of us actually, Robyn wrapped her arms around my neck and then started to kiss on my neck “let’s go Chris” she moaned out “I want to fuck you” feeling her tongue dragged across my neck and then she latched onto my earlobe, closing my eyes feeling so turned on. I am so glad my shades are on because this so fucking good, my dick is getting hard “ok, ok, ok. Let’s go, stop” Robyn moved back and got up, she is crazy this women “take some drinks babe” she is here collecting the drinks and cups, this is my wife right here. Fixing my overalls, pulling at my crotch area. I am getting hard, looking over at India. She is watching out every move, she ain’t going to stop either “going!?” Rich shouted, nodding my head.

Robyn is a mess; she is a real ass fucking mess. Dropped the bottles she was holding and they all smashed and now is upset that she has done it “it’s ok, Rich. I want to get her in the car, Robyn. Stop, you need to sober up” near tripping over Robyn trying to get her out “get the key out of my pocket” I said to rich, Robyn turned around and wanted to go back in “no, we can get more drink. It’s fine” placing my arm around my neck and then lifting Robyn up, this is the best way to get Robyn into the car because she is playing hell right now “but the bottles, I promised I would keep them” she is really emotional about it too “you both had a nice night!?” the paparazzi guy said, I laughed rushing to the car “watch out” making my way around the car, Rich held the door open for me “just relax, we good. We can buy more” she is so emotional, closing the car door “drive” making my way around, Rich can drive because I am tipsy a little “are you both going to be making baby number two tonight, that display inside” I laughed out “I don’t recall that at all” getting into the car, I am so glad to be out of there “hotel Rich” looking behind me at Robyn “hey” reaching over touching her hand “why are you crying? It’s bottles?” she is a wreck “I was supposed to take care of them” of course, let me leave her to it at the moment.

I fed Robyn and gave her some water, bought her more bottles that she is happy with. She seems content now, I just went inside the hotel to book us in. I didn’t want to do it with Robyn with me, she has drama following her with those damn bottles “done it, oh you out of the car” Rich is laughing “she got out on her own” jogging over to her quickly “come on now baby, dress down” pulling her dress down “so we carrying the bottles? Thanks Rich” taking the bag from him “we good from here” I swear a drunk Robyn is funny “I got to take them to bed” licking my top lip laughing “nice, catch you later Rich” waving him off “what about me, you not taking me to bed?” I asked “my feet hurt” the security outside is just staring at Robyn “what your babies called? Mel and Rihanna?” Robyn laughed out “yeah you right” I sighed out, I am not sure if I am getting pussy tonight “come here” holding Robyn’ arms and turning her to sit down “we can take shoes off yes” placing her bag down and crouching down “how the hell you take these off?” my eyes widened sighing out “wow” these sandals, looking up at Robyn. She placed one of the bottles down and reached out to grab my shades off “better” I am sure it is for her; I like them on to be honest.

Placing Robyn’ bags and sandals down on the floor on the suite, she is wild as hell “be careful, don’t go to the balcony” taking my snapback off, we have a nice little balcony, but I don’t trust her drunk ass near it “Robyn, come here” waving her over, sitting on the edge of the bed sighing out. I am tired so I don’t know about sex which I mean yes I want it but she is just out of it, but we do have a lifetime of it, she has had fun so that is good. My ears perked up hearing the sliding of the door, I shot up so quick. Seeing Robyn actually going onto the balcony, jogging over to Robyn “and what did I say” wrapping my arm around her torso and pulling her back inside “noooo” she whined out “I said no myself, you will stay indoors Robyn. I do not want you on the balcony now stop” sliding it closed, Robyn broke free from my arm and then fell onto the floor. I am going to be taking care of an animal I see “come on” picking her up from the floor but does not want to be helped, she moved away from me again but this time she fell over the bed and rolled off and onto the floor “I am leaving you there now” staring down at her, Robyn groaned out and then turned onto her side “oh my god” I turned away from her being sick on the floor, not how I wanted this at all but also I want to know she isn’t choking on her sick either “this is what happens when you keep jumping around, this is nasty” now I have to clean this.

#chrianna fanfiction #chrianna #chriannaff #chrianna ff #fanfiction #fanfic

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h0neyjaehyun · 3 years

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Summary // Its Tali's birthday and her brothers

Characters // Tali Flores + Miguel Flores (ft. NCT127+ Bang Chan + Karma Yoon + Song-ho + Allen.)

Era / Year // February 2017

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Italics // English

"Out of all days...you just had to pick our birthday to model." Tali said shaking her head.

Tali accepted her brothers invitation to model with him in February but didn't know it was going to be on their birthday. She had to leave early so the boys won't stop her from going. She had to tell her manager to tell Nct 127 manager to tell the members she had a schedule today so they won't worry cause they took her phone because of hate comments.(yes ofc we totally love that)

Miguel chuckled at her and put his arm around her shoulders.

"Come on its been awhile and its been awhile since we have spent time together." He pointed out.

She rolled her eyes at him, but did have a point. His modeling career has been off the charts going to different countries to model at points she joins him but they haven't spent a lot of time together properly especially on birthdays, one always seems busy.

"Come on people lets get these twins changed we gotta start." The photographer shouted and people started to scramble.

She has forgotten how this type of modeling was like and its a lot work and longer too. Since usually its more like oh they get two outfits each 5 poses and only one place to stay go while this...this is multiple outfits, different changes, different makeup styles each and places changes.

She mentally groaned remembering all of this, since she sometimes modeled here and there with her brother since he wasn't yet comfortable with other people aka girls. She didn't mind at first but its been awhile since she did this.

After she came out of the dressing room with her outfit that people helped her put on, her brother clapped.

"What?" She raised an eyebrow at him.

"You look great."

"Oh tha-"

"Cause you look just like me." He said with such confidence cutting her off. Tali gave him such a dirty look.

"What?" He said questioning her dirty look.

"Nevermind, I'm just wondering how I'm related to you." She said looking him up and down and walked out of the dressing room. Miguel looked at her with a disbelief look on his face thinking, I forgot how much of a bitch she can be.

While Tali was walking out her manager got gave her the phone. It was Doyoung. She answered.

"Hi Doyoung."

"Hi princess, happy birthday."

"Aw thank you."

"The guys are wondering where you are, we wanna celebrate your birthday."

"Oh.." She quickly looked back at her manager signaling her to come back over. She covered the mic quickly.

"Did you tell the manager to tell the members that I have a schedule?"

"Yeah?"

"Then why is Doyoung calling me where I am."

"Just tell him you are on a schedule all day."

Her manager waved off, Tali huffed and went back to the phone.

"Uh, I'm at a schedule right now sorry."

"I know, but we wanna come over and visit."

"Oh.... I don't know where we are I slept half way here, let me ask if-" She turned to see her brother shaking his head no, she frowned and mouthed okay.

"Sorry. I can't have visitors." She said glaring at Miguel.

"Oh, when can you come back home?"

"I don't know, I'm sorry." Tali said apologetically.

"Oh Tali don't be sorry, we should its your birthday."

"Oh don't worry, I'm not alone its okay I will hopefully see you tonight I have to go, tell the guys I said hi."

"Will do Tali." She ended the call with a pout and turned to her brother.

"Really, I can't bring them?"

"Nope, this is a brother and sister bonding time, its been awhile since we modeled together lets go lazy ass." He said dragging her to the set.

"Yeah yeah, Im comin."

"Hyung?"

"Yeah?" Doyoung turned to Mark.

"Can we come over?"

Doyoung shook his head, all the members excitement went down drastically.

"Why not?" Taeyong asked quite upset, he wanted to see Talia.

"I don't really know, she just said no visitors allowed." Doyoung slouched in the couch.

"What is she doing anyway?" Haechan whinned.

"She is modeling." Their manager walked in past them to get water.

"Why? She didn't have a schedule for modeling yet." Taeyong said checking her schedule on his phone since she shares it with him because she has different schedules than them its easy to keep track of her so he knows when she gets home.

"She doesn't have it down, it was a favor for a family member, she accepted but she didn't know it was on her birthday she will comeback later don't worry." He waving it off.

The members were taken aback she never talks about her family so never thought she would do something for them especially model.

"Why modeling?" Jaehyun asked his manager.

"Because one of the family members is a model and asked her to model with them, you will see it in Vogue." He said walking off to his room.

The members eyes went big, they didn't think she had a family member that modeled especially one for vogue.

"I wonder how attractive her family is, like think about it." Yuta reasoned.

Everyone nodded Tali was pretty, what about her family?

"Final one Tali you two get to go home!" The photographer said happily. Tali smiled and so did Miguel.

It was almost dark.

"Happy birthday asshole." Tali said putting him in head lock.

"Happy birthday bitch." As he was about to tackle her on the ground the heard someone clear their throat. They looked up to see four familiar faces.

"Hey guys, what are you doing here." Miguel said while Tali was releasing him from the head lock.

"To say happy brithday to you two idiots." Karma said hugging Talia then Miguel.

"Yeah, questionable why you guys are working on your birthday." Chan said hugging both of them in a tight hug.

"Ask Miguel he dragged me here." Tali said hugging Allen then Song-ho. Song-ho shook his head at her.

"Well, we all wanna hangout for your birthday tonight you two up for that." Allen asked.

"Yeah but what time?" Tali asked wondering if she needs to sneak out.

"Around 1am." Allen said checking his phone.

"Why so late, not that I don't mind honestly probably Tali needs a breather." Miguel said eyeing Tali.

"We are gonnna celebrate at the spot." Song-ho smiled widely with the rest aswell remembering all the memories from there.

"Looks like I'm sneaking out." Tali said with a huff.

"Ooh, like usually." Miguel teasingly messing up her hair.

"I came to drop you off aswell Tali." Chan said grabbing her bag.

"Thank youu~, see you guys later and Allen."

"Yeah?"

"Pick me up at the corner instead."

"Okay."

With that she left with Chan.

"So, you gonna sneak out?" "Yup."

"This reminds me of highschool when you used to sneak out, and you still get all A's, you amaze me Tali." Chan said shaking his head.

"Wow flattery will get you no where Chan." She snickered

"Ah wait don't pull that trick on me." Chan warned her while she laughed.

"Have fun Tali, while you still can."

"Is this why you are actually allowing this to happen?" She raised an eyebow at him.

"Of course, but you know our deal." He said eyeing her.

"Of course of course until I'm 19 or Korean age practically 18. But I can't get drunk either way neither can you, if we do....we will end up in bed with someone." She said eyeing him suspiciously as they got the front entrence to the apartment. He turned to her with a are you kidding me face.

"I have no-" "shhhh, you said that last time and you ended up like that." She cut him off getting out of the car.

"I hate you Tali!" He shouted

"Oh shut up you love me." She said walking in laughing.

She got on the elevator with relief. Just really thinking of all the things that happened in her life good and bad.

She got out of the elevator and went to the 127 dorm since she figured they wanted her there. She opened the door it was dark, she thought they all went to sleep which was her luck to get really until the lights turned on and saw the members.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TALIA" They all yelled running up to her and hugging the life out of her.

"Happy birthday Talia." Haechan said back hugging her.

"Aww thank you guys."

"LETS CELEBRATE!" Johnny yelled

It was now 12:30 she was back at the dream dorm everyone was asleep and when I'm mean everyone I mean everyone. After Tali showered she saw everyone passed out not one soul awake she didn't party that much as she needed to go.

As usually she managed to actually leave without anyone noticing running down the stairs, and out the door she left.

Running down the block she saw a black car with 2 people in it who seem like Allen and Song-ho waving at her to jump in...literally.

She ran and jumped over the door and in the back seat as Allen pushed the gas and went to the spot where everyone is waiting. She felt the breeze going through her hair she hasn't felt that in a while. They stopped at a construction site and went up the stairs to see cake, balloons and a fire.

"Finally, I want some cake." Karma said walking next to her looping her arm with hers and pulling her to the cake.

"Okay lets Gooooo."

"Happpy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday Twins, Happy birthday to you."

They all sang. Then they both blew the candles.

"OKAY LETS EAT SOME CAKE." Allen yelled.

(Yes I know the bite for some people/ cultures, but Karma would kill them if they destroyed the cake.)

Song-ho, Karma, Allen and Miguel were drinking while Talia and Chan weren't.

"AY, why you guys not drinking, well Chan, I know why Tali is not." Allen asked quickly clarifying.

"Because I need to drive you and Tali home, and personally I would like to be conscious." Chan said matter a fact tone. Allen rolled his eyes at him so did the others.

"Come one lets go out I'm bored." Tali whined while pulling Chan.

"Okay okay, how about the park like we used too?"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

They were walking some airplaning down the street just goofing around. Tali sat on a swing with Allen looking at her.

"What is it?" Tali asked noticing him staring.

"....do you miss him?"

Tali was taken back.

"Yeah, yeah I do." She whispered but enough for him to hear, she knew who he was talking about.

"Wanna give him some flowers before we go any farther?"

Tali stopped swinging and thought about it for a moment.

"Sure its been awhile."

Allen smiled at her.

"HEY GUYS LETS GO VISIT 'HIM'!"

Everyone turned, knowing exactly who he was talking about. Everyone softened and smiled at the thought of visiting him.

"YEAH SURE." Karma yelled out loud walk towards them with Chan, Miguel and Song-ho.

"You think she is gonna be able to?" Karma whisper to the three boys before they reach Tali and Allen.

"Yeah...." Chan stopped for a second making Karma, Miguel and Song-ho look at him.

"She has to, if she wants to keep that promise."

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Doctor who thoughts! I just have to get this out of my system every week and it's easier for you for me to put it in one post. I actually wrote this when I was watching it first time round.

Wow, Bel! I know a Bel. Nice to see some Bel rep

Those are... kind of proper daleks? Not quite? They're a little shiny, I don't know.

That was so clearly a bad idea why would you walk out in the open like that

Oh, speaking of which, even more characters. Yay. I wouldn't be usually concerned but Chris always just puts too many in then they don't get enough time.

I quite like this internal monologue, I don't know.

If that's the fucking time vortex I'm going to murder someone

Okay it's not

I love how she just shouts 'no!' because she hasn't even learnt his name yet

Wait!!!! Parallel universe doctor???? Kind of???

Why does Dan get to be a companion while what's his name doesn't

Oh no I'm confused now. What is happening.

I like Diane. Shame she'll be dead soon.

Ooh big forest of the dead vibes here. I bet it won't be as interesting but hopefully less creepy

Wow BIG forest of the dead vibes

WAIT OH MY GOD I okay this is kind of cool.

Shipping Yaz and her hypothetical police partner who wipes salad dressing off her cheek

I like the hall but it doesn't look like Gallifrey. I thought he was from Gallifrey

The grand serpent. That sounds cool.

Thing is you can't say ravagers and not expect me to think of Minecraft things

Yay! I heard swarm and azura weren't going to be in this episode.

Ruth doctor! Oh wait this. I forgot this story was going to be resolved.

We've covered this doc. You've had your memories wiped.

Yes you do have a lot to figure out there's only three and a half episodes left and you have so much to sort out

Oh him. We gonna find anything out about him this time???

That dude is high af

I don't like the blue swarm (oh. Swarm.) it looks like someone's not animated it properly idk.

I still don't really get what the flux is. Am I meant to?

Those Cybermen are in such shoddy lines. They would march in better lines than that.

Tigmi is going to murder someone at some point.

Go onnn who's she talking to

Oh my god I love the grand serpent I bet he's only going to be in this episode I hate that.

Chibnall can really write those queercoded villains huh. He's really worked that out.

Oh why can't Sonya just like video games??

Future??? Cool

Why is this bit with the angels in the video game actually hilarious for some reason

Stfu Sonya Yaz just broke your Playstation or something

Wait why does swarm look like that, I don't like that. Is that even swarm. Where's my sexy swarm. I don't want old swarm

No I do not understand what passenger is

Oh thank you for that exposition Chris.

*chanting* Shada! Shada! Shada! (I know it's not going to be)

I don't like this anthropisation of time.

Swarm what the actual fuck are you talking about

Why is Azure still kinda sexy but swarm isn't.

This gives me the vibes of that dalek prison from you know that one

Okay but I feel like the Mouri might actually be bad? Like imprisoning time sounds like a bad thing idk?

No! Bel! I care more about them than most of the main characters. I really like their ship too.

Why do the Cybermen have spikes on their shoulders 😂

Hang on how has Bel gotten the Cybermen to talk?

Yeah Bel we're aware of the flaw in the (primarily dalek) plan

Oh I wanted a handles situation.

They never said a gender or even that it's romantic so I'm expecting a 'plot twist' with Bel

I'm just watching Vinder being like 'I would never argue with the fucking evil dictator you fucking idiot'

VINDER YOU IDIOT FUCK YOUR OATH

Okay at least he regrets it he's not so much of an idiot.

This is fairly clunky Vinder backstory but I don't mind it.

Vinder if you have kids I'm going to be very mad at you doing what you did.

DAN KARVINISTA SOULMATES I'M SORRY

Doctor you've already had this character arc twice now.

I think they can force you out they pretty much are time.

Ooh exposition time

I like this woman she seems cool.

Okay this is giving me crack vibes and it took me about five years after the end for me to understand that.

Doc don't be mean to Yaz. Fuck you.

Yay! Sexy swarm is back!

Oh I really hate this space v time shit it makes zero sense.

Yaz has been wearing the same outfit for three episodes now which I'm grateful for because it's a great outfit.

Okay he's not a time lord then. Shame.

Wait he might be

Okay he isn't.

Stfu doc be nice to Yaz

TRIANGLES!

Ooh. Wait it was just a romantic relationship with a man. Ah well I like Bel anyway, that's fine. Her and Vinder would be sweet. Vinder is kind of annoying but hey.

Oh my god that fucking exposition tho.

Wait that means he won't have a romantic storyline with Yaz! Result.

Yaz is playing that new phone game about the weeping angels. I played it, it's quite good.

Again, the weeping angels just piloting the TARDIS is weirdly hilarious.

Claire in the past! Period clothing! Awesome. I love period clothing.

#Doctor who #posts what i done

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s01e04

alright, took a break for a few hours, now it's night and dark and I'm back!

*****

oh this isn't fair, opening on a shot of paradisiac beach and traveling, there's a pandemic going on! I haven't seen the ocean in a year because I'm stuck here!

ah, nervous flyer - flyer? flier? who knows - same my dude, OOH BLACK EYES!

First black eyes of the show! Demons be lurking among us

Wow, what a great fucking joke

"Time does fly uh?" 😒

Oh that fucker, he's gonna open the plane door isn't he? Oh yes, yes he is, there we go.

*****

That Jackles ass is *chef's kiss*

OH THE MOTEL SET IS BACK I love this set so much, it's the same fkg set for every motel room with the little half wall

why is Jared's voice so weird?? he sounds like a teenager, this is so weird

Dean, worried big bro, love you man

I'm sorry, Dean sleeps with a giant knife under his pillow??? I would be terrified of cutting myself in my sleep D:

*****

Oh, first time of us hearing of someone recontacting the Winchesters after being helped once, interesting

oh that guy telling Sam John was proud of him and that he knew he was in college and a that, aww that man, this is such a domestic scene, wow

*****

I love plane crash shows and documentaries and I highly recommend the podcast Black Box Down, and this episode really hits perfectly in my interests, I keep forgetting to type down my thoughts which is a good thing

*****

George Phelps, sounds like a Harry Potter reference to me

*****

why do all the houses on Supernatural look hauntedly terrifying? even the ones that are supposed to be "normal"??

*****

they're questioning the wife of one of the plane victims and Sam goes "was your husband weird?" like ??? who asks that??? and Dean looks at him with such judgement 😂

*****

Oooooh they're wearing suits now!

suited up babies!

*****

men just instantly look 100 times better when wearing a suit

they're just walking around and not very interesting but it's still a great scene because Dean Winchester in a suit ✨

*****

Oh shit they're about to get caught by the real Homeland agents! run away from the cops boys!

*****

oh the pilot is already back to work??? after thta plane crash??? that doesn't make any sense, he would be under investigation for a while before he was ever allowed to fly again

*****

Sulfur? demonic possession!

*****

oh the pilot (Chuck) isn't at work, he's flying a small plane on what looks like a private airfield, that makes me sens--

oh no, the shit joke again! "time really does fly" = death, now

*****

awn poor boys missing their dad

*****

40 minutes in right? not me checking the time every time I fly for the rest of my life to make sure we make it past the 40 min mark

*****

they made it to the airport ON TIME? that's unbelievable!

*****

Dean being so smooth with his lying is just

the entire show relies on Dean lying his way in and out of shit

*****

how did Sam go from "let's leave all these people to die, who cares, I just wanna find dad" in ep02 to "we are getting on this plane of certain death because we can't let these strangers die alone" ???

*****

omg I forgot Dean hates flying hahaha Dean baby you'll be okay this is only episode four

hahaha Sam "Just try to relax" yes because that is SO helpful Mr College Boy, thank you for your wise words

*****

Dean humming Metallica is such a fucking mood

*****

It is SO obvious the demon would possess Dean

"someone in emotional distress, weak"

Sam like "hey, say God" "hey, say it in Latin" "hey, it's Christo" like Dean hasn't been hunting for years while Sam was in school 😒

*****

*turbulences* Dean: Come on, that can't be normal!

*****

Omg Dean's face when he's breathing to calm down, so derp

*****

How is all of this happening within the 40 minutes? impossible

*****

IT'S THE CAPITÁN, AH SHIT

*****

This is actually stressful, the atmosphere is well done, the demon possession thingie is well done, even if the special effects aren't excellent, the story itself is quite interesting and good and Jensen and Jared are doing an incredible job

OH the demon knows about Jess, of course, just to make sure Sam is rattled a bit more

*****

oh shit the demon is free in the plane, it's making them crash

for a low budget show this is quite well done!

Dean was freaking out like all the other passengers and Sam handled it like a big boy!

Good job Sam!

*****

of course they come out at gate 13

of course

*****

had to pause for a few minutes and on Prime Video when you pause, it shows the actors that are present in the scene (I didn't know that before, it would have helped to figured out who the Suits actress was before)

and my first thought was "wow I can't wait until Misha's face is there too!"

*****

"Dean... it knew about Jessica."

troubled Sam has made an appearance

*****

John's voicemail says to call Dean

poor baby boys are convinced their father's dead

(785) 555-0179

Sam tried calling and it was out of service? but Dean could get the voicemail? did John block Sam's number? or was it really off?

welp

*****

And there goes the Impala riding away into the night and in doing so, concludes episode 4

onto 5!

#supernatural rewatch #supernatural #spn #spn rewatch #s01e04 #spn s01e04 #feb 12 #time really does fly #time flies #airplane #plane crash #demonic possession #demons

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i think it was because god's menu was released around the same bp and svt made their comebacks. same thoughts tho on gm > bd and i was also glad that bd got the wins gm didn't. and same with the streaming mvs while studying : ] ahh, the easily distracted people we are. (reading cut and litol font bc poor ppl who see this on the dash TT)

i've heard chinese ballads (usually osts of films and from a chinese friend) and their songs really tend to tug on my heartstrings. i hope sm gives shotaro more stuff to do soon :[ with some of the units being active and sungchan being an mc on a weekly show, it makes me wonder what he's doing. do you think nct will form a new subunit?

no, i'm not lactose intolerant so it really took me by surprise. it was a one-time thing. hopefully it doesn't happen again. i can't really say i'm a big fan of ice cream but it's good occasionally yk as a treat to yourself. and ahhh, i miss drinking smoothies. my favorite stall has been closed for nearly two years now, idk if they ever re-opened since our city mall burned down :[

i think it's an nct thing? it's why i never get tired of them bc they're always active in a way. you should've seen how things went down last year! march 127 album, april dream mini-album, may 127 repackage, june wayv album and the whole nct 2020 thing. it was a wild year. about the track, i listened to it once and forgot about it. might give it a few more listens but it might not grow on me at all. yes! wasn't a big fan of hot sauce at first too bc i thought the intro was weird (not jaemin's part, like the first thing that plays). and yes, that hook loops in my head 24/7. i even made it my instagram bio.

stray kids world domination indeed! and i agree that their performances were really impressive (specially the deadpool one, best one yet) but sometimes i would fancy ateez' more. i didn't watch kingdom too bc it stressed me out as a multi. always caught between being happy for one group and being sad for the others. and atz and tbz! you're still getting into nct and you're thinking of adding 19 more boys! judging from what i know your taste in music is, i think you'll like tbz's music better since there are a lot more soft songs there than in atz. but do give both discographies a listen in the future!

oh izone! i've only heard of them at music shows and dance choreo compilations bc of them being in sync. they're really satisfying to watch! i thought their title tracks were catchy as well! quite unfortunate that i never got into them really. but again, i dont think i can handle stanning temporary groups.

i'm starting to see a pattern in your biases :D i wouldn't be too surprised if you'll be drawn to jeno at some point in your dream venture. dream is soooo easy to love so if you really end up ulting them, i would understand why. and also, YES PLEASE WRITE FOR DREAM AND TAG ME IF YOU WILL. THANK YOU ><

thank you! :c don't get your hopes up tho, the masterlist must've been interesting to browse but are the fics truly worth it? XD i think not. since you already know koe, i'm reccing users @/rouiyan, @/nsheetee and @/loonacitys. i don't have that much fluff in my ficrecs blog. i think, i've heard of lvdsc before (maybe even read a fic or two) but i can't find their blog now. be careful in privating your works, you might end up losing them forever if you don't keep track of their links...(?) that's what happened to the works that i privated :/ take me with you if you move blogs ;n;

seungmin frequently left updates abt what he was doing, left good nights and good mornings, the occasional i miss you. he called fans 'baby' once. not sure if it was a mistranslation, or really just a one-time endearment. other than that, nothing beyond the usual. seung vlives always make me cry ;n; he always look so adorable and precious. also the gif, the fic was more on fake head-butting really but yes you could say it was also a fake nose boop bc it sounds cuter. i'll make sure to tag you on future seung content on the dash. (time to officially claim him as your ult, yes. dont make him secret anymore :3)

sorry it took me a while. tumblr went batshit. the ' werkl;' stopped working midway and i got busy with school yesterday. also haechan birth today and i'm so emo abt it. it's literally just a boy turning 21.

little font and cut saga lets go!!

(just kidding, i cant do little font typing for long periods of time, makes my eyes go beserk haha.)

true true, im afraid for txt on music shows now because theyre going against some big names (literally bts like whatj jsdf what was hybe thinking). yeah, streaming mvs while studying aka watching mvs on loop lmao. i still want to stream skzs final kingdom performance on instinct but i remember that theyve already won!! hehe

ah chinese ballads always make me emo, i like to scream out lyrics to the songs at the top of my lungs and sit there on the verge of tears. its a cultural thing maybe *sobs*. ooh, what show is sungchan mc-ing in? ill check it out. i thought sm would make nct japan for sungtaro (i heard sungchan speaks japanese) so it was a shocker when they made...nct hollywood lmao. given the current circumstances we're probably not going to get a new subunit anytime soon :( hopefully taro will have stuff to showcase during that period of time.

burned down?? oh my, what happened to your mall? that sounds terrifying. i remember when the front of my school caught on fire and we were all ushered out but we thought it was a drill and didnt find out till years later lmao.

oh true, since theyre such a big pack too. constant comebacks and promotions haha, nctzens never catch a break with 23 members. i listened to the new track again (ive forgotten the name already) but i cant- i cant do it. its just not my style hhh. i rewatched the mv for the godly visuals though. i dont know if youre talking about that 'bibididibibidiododo' part by that female morphed voice at the beginning of the song, because i wasnt a fan of that too. it grew on me though.

same, actually! im not an atiny and dont stan any other group in the show besides skz but i watched each groups performance and ranked them haha. at times ateez would rank over skz, it was wild. also yeah, my other multi friend was freaking out about kingdom and ended up abandoning the show because she was so scared of the fanwars and having to deal with her 'conflicting feelings'. about the stanning thing, in my defense, i have a list of groups i want to stan and ive recently added tbz and atz. the list is long, i have a long way to go! also yeah, i dont prefer ateez's songs and i have a bunch of tbz title tracks in my playlist but if i approach their discography like i did with nct then i think i would like at least five songs.

izone are my queens. theres a reason why theyre the only girl group who made it to my ult list haha! super talented and filled with variety and visuals, a perfectly concocted group (literally, sobs in pd48 scandal). ah, temporary groups. yeah i cried about their disbandment for like 3 days straight, it was bad.

a pATTERN?? INTERESTING. DO ELABORATE. jeno, oh my gosh hes like bang chan. an intimidating-looking bear whos actually filled with love and softness on the inside. im currently having a jaemin run though, his make a wish fancam is doing some wacky things. also yeah, dream is really easy to love. i fell for them so hard, theyre all talented and cute and adorable and the team ambiance is so nice. really rising up my stan list now. i mightt write for dream! ill have to see, hehe.

personally i think the fics are going to be worth it. i can feel it in my boOOnes. ooh, recommendations! fun :D ill check them (and yours) out after i finish this 30k jisung fic. ive been trying to finish it since yesterday but i keep getting sidetracked. also, i made a mistake. its luvdsc with a 'u', maybe thats why you couldnt find it? ahh. thank you for the privating tip though! will keep in mind. and of course ill take you with me if/when i move blogs. we're friends now! <3

SEUNGMIN CALLED STAYS 'BABY'???!!@)(@#*()! I SHOULDVE BEEN THERE ASKDFJDF. im exciting for the fake nose boop drabble!! i love soft couple moments hehe. also yeah maybe its time to make him my ult...hes going to have to compete against jake my beloved ope.

dont worry about being 'late' or anything! we all have our own stuff to do. also yeah tumblr is weird asf sometimes. if you havent realized i typically answer longer asks around the same time everyday, when i get to sit in front of my computer and pull out my clickity-clackity keyboard. super relaxing.

AND YES HYUCKIE DAY!!! HES SO ADORABLE HONESTLY. im in love with all seven members of dream, my fic rec blog is currently filled with fics for them haha.

#「 asks 」#moots — [♡] ;#toffee — [♡] ;#neo-shitty

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