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clanwarrior-tumbly · 5 months

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YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW GLAD I AM THAT YOUR WRITE FOR SPTO THANK YOUUUU

UGH okay, my craziness aside; could you try “I think I’m in love with you” with Matthew Patel? It doesn’t matter who says it, I jsut think it’d be adorable (I adore that funky theatre punk so so much <3)

Thank you so much and have a wonderful day/night!!

"Do it!"

"Come on, Lord Matthew!"

"We're getting impatient.."

"Maybe we'll go in and tell them ourselves-"

"Ladies, that's enough! I will tell them myself...i-in a minute. First, I need to rehearse what I'm going to say..I can't mess this up."

The demon hipster chicks could only stare at their master with blank expressions, knowing damn well that he was stalling the inevitable:

That being his confession to you.

You two go back as far as middle school, with you being the first friend he ever made who didn't mind his weirdness or mystical powers. Plus, you shared his admiration for the theater and dramatics when he started obsessing over those, becoming his number one supporter.

Until now, Matthew never thought he'd fall for you like he did Ramona. But he feared rejection, ridicule, or worse--the relationship being extremely short-lived and him never getting to experience a "true love's kiss".

Once was painful enough.

He couldn't go through that again.

Of course, his demon hipster chicks knew all about this and the months he's spent pining after you. As much as they didn't like you "stealing" away his attention...they realized you made their master genuinely happy.

And above everything else, they wanted him to be happy.

So they were thrilled when he summoned them, seeing that they were at the doorstep to your apartment and squealing upon noticing the giftbox he had for you.

Finally, he seemed ready to move on from Ramona.

Yet....he had spent ten solid minutes pacing along the floor and trying to hype himself up, his confidence totally shot, before he eventually stopped in front of your door again.

"Okay, I got it! Erm..."Roses are red, violets are--" no, that's stupid. It's too cliche! Everybody uses that!" Shaking his head, he tried to think of something else. ""Hey, would you like to be the Romeo to my Juliet--" ohh, what am I saying?! That's not romantic!! That would mean our relationship could end in tragedy...UGH!!"

"Don't overthink it, my lord." One of the demons whispered to him. "Just tell them how you feel."

"....it can't be that simple, can it?"

"....."

"..alright. I'll take your advice. I'm going for it." With a nervous swallow, he bowed his head and raised a hand to knock at the door-

Only for it to swing open, causing him to freeze in-place and look up to see you on the other side. He quickly hid both hands behind his back, hoping you didn't see the gift. "H-Hi.."

"Oh hey, Matty. Hey, girls." You smiled, looking past him and waving to the demons. But as your gaze shifted back to his, you wondered why he seemed extremely nervous. "Are you feeling okay?"

"..yeah. Just..wanted to see how you were doing." Pink was starting to dust his cheeks. "Did you uh...know I was going to come visit?"

"Um...yeah? You texted me earlier."

"......"

"And I saw you outside my window and figured you forgot the spare key."

"Shit..did I?" Matthew checked his coat pockets, feeling more embarrassed to know he forgot such a simple thing. All because he couldn't stop thinking about you. "I guess I did forget.......how about I go get it?"

You blinked in confusion. "Huh? But you're-"

"I'll be back, I swear-?!!"

The second he tried to run away, two of the demons grabbed a hold of his arms, dragging him into your apartment, while the other two guarded the door it in case he attempted another escape. He yelled in outrage, putting up a bit of struggle before they let go.

At this point, he was seething red, prepared to yell at them for their betrayal and the humiliation it brought upon him...

But they just winked and disappeared, the last one wishing him luck.

Of course.

"I can't believe it! The nerve of those-"

"What was that all about? You're acting kinda..odd, Matthew." Raising an eyebrow, you sat down on your sofa, having no clue why the man in front of you looked so flustered.

"I....have something I need to say." He decided to sit beside you, sighing heavily. "[Y/n], I think....I..I..."

"Yes?"

"...I-I think I'm in love with you!" Finally blurting it out, he closed his eyes and handed you the box, too afraid to see your expression. "I know it's sudden but..you've always been there for me. Ever since I found my passion for theater. Ever since Ramona dumped me...you were by my side. A-And I feel like I took that for granted. I thought I only wanted revenge against those who wronged me....but no. I want something better. I want love...and I want to be yours. So please...let me prove that I can be a good boyfriend and not evil!"

Part of him wanted to curl up and die as he continued babbling on and on about his feelings, thinking about the hundreds of other ways he could have done this.

He could flawlessly play the role of a love interest in a musical or play and move the audience to tears so effortlessly. But off-stage, he felt like a bumbling lovesick idiot who isn't making any sense to his crush..

There's no way you could love him back.

Not after seeing him like this.

Yet after feeling the box being removed from his hands, Matthew bravely opened his eyes, watching as you took out the black and red roses he put inside it. The thorns have been clipped off, allowing you to twirl the stems in your fingers for a moment or two.

Then you looked at him with the brightest of smiles, laughing softly. "Of course you'd give me roses, you dork. That's so....you." You set them aside before moving closer, taking his hands into yours. "I'm trusting you to uphold that promise."

His heart was soaring.

He must definitely be dreaming right now.

"S-So...it's a yes?"

You chuckled, nodding. "Yes. And...I promise to be with you for longer than a week."

That got him choked up. He couldn't say anything else in that moment, as his only response was pulling you into a tight hug and hiding his face in your neck.

Thank god he didn't ruin this.

You just smiled and held him close, relieved that he finally decided to try loving again. When he calmed down enough to look back up into your eyes, that's when you both decided to go for the kiss--just in case he had any more doubts in his mind.

And there were sparks galore.

#clanask #scott pilgrim x reader #scott pilgrim takes off x reader #spto x reader #matthew patel #matthew patel x reader #fluff #dialogue prompt

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khristie16 · 3 months

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The Fast and Forbidden

Charles is a famous F1 driver with everything one could want: fame, fortune, and fans. But he is missing one thing. Being his new personal assistant changes everything for both of them.

— chapter 3 An unspoken connection builds up and seeing you half naked gives a top to it, right after your date with another guy

warnings: sexual tension, invading privacy (not the intention), charles is chuckling the charles out of him

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I haven't seen Charles for two days. We haven't even spoken. Right after our shared time behind the piano, his brothers came to his apartment to pick him up for the squash that was apparently delayed. I snapped from my sitting position and awkwardly disappeared, resulting in forgetting about the clothes I wanted to laundry. I felt weird. Torn apart. What the hell happened there? I was still overthinking the whole scenery, me and him playing together. Me and my feelings and him and his words. What the hell was he talking about that I am his boat in whatever ocean it was. My frustration grew extremely and I was mad about everything and I did not know where it came from.

After ruminating on the sofa I had bought two days ago at this new and absolutely with nothing in apartment, I had to buy at least few decent things to it. It is not like I care about it much, I'm not gonna stay here for most of the time and I definitely don't call it home. One thing came to my conclusion. I will go on a date. I don't know how or when yet, but I need to go on a date instead of thinking about the weirdfest that is happening between the two of us. What I didn't know though was the fact that Charles ignored me on purpose. He was cursing himself for saying what he said and he didn't know why he said it. It was like that day, that moment he was someone else. He doesn't do these sweet nothings. He isn't like that. And so he ignored YN as much as he could.

On the way to Japan, the ride was quiet. Charles had his AirPods all the time and all I could do was draw some stuff in my notebook. This is actually the only time where my mind doesn't lead. I don't think and that is when I like it the most. That is when I remembered I wanted to go on a date. I decided I will install these trendy apps that are viral nowadays.

''There you have my keys, we are still in separated rooms, but still.''

He nodded in agreement of hoping that I have some common sense and I know what he implies. As I am grabbing the keys from his hands on the corridor in this fancy hotel in Japan, I don't bother to say anything to him. As I turned around to walk to my apartment he said ''I don't need you for today, you have a free time''

I took a deep breath and encouraged myself to go even faster.

Give me your name and I will give you my last name

These guys hereeee. Ugh. Now I remember why I stopped finding my 'match' on these apps. These guys are cringe asf and the only thing they care about is the color of your panties, not your name. I chuckle as I scroll some more on the sofa in the luxurious living room that I roll my eyes at. Anything that reminds me of Charles is annoying. Luxurious cars, clothes and even hotels are annoying because of him. I fumed and threw the phone next to my lying side. My vision goes blur and black as put my hands over my eyes and try to just breathe. Just when I get into the moment, I receive a notification.

It is some guy called Patrick. I looked at his profile and I have to say I was slightly amused. A nice handsome guy, who is appearing normal. I accepted his offer and in one minute I receive his message.

When I saw your face I could not look away:)

I'm not gonna lie, it did flatter me.

Good for you you didn't:)

I'm Patrick. Not from here, as i see you are not from here either I'm YN. I'm just visiting for few days. Better to make it rememberable

I don't know what this guy was but he intrigued me and I accepted to go on a date with him. I put myself together very nicely and went on a date with him. He picked me up in a luxurious car (Charles) and greeted me with a beautiful smile. I had to give him credits for how handsome he is IRL. ''Hello you''

I have to chuckle as I make my finish line to him. ''Well nice to see you too''

I smirk at him and look him in the eyes. Brown eyes. Simple. Nothing complex. Not like Charles's eyes. *(internal grunt)*

''What's wrong?''

He asks me genuinely with frown on his face. I shrug it off with a mild smile that it is nothing, just that I am cold. He raises his eyebrows but don't comment it. Instead he opens the doors for me and I sit down, ready for the adventure of what this date will bring.

The date itself was very nice, a simple dinner with a beautiful view on the city underneath us. Patrick is very casual and calm guy, well mannered and well spoken. There was nothing wrong with him, yet, I felt shallow. I did not feel alive. I thought to it it is because of my shitty mood from earlier. More of someone specific. I checked my phone to see if I am not needed but nothing came.

''I see there is something bothering you''

I lift my gaze and look at Patrick. I give him apologetic smile and take my phone away.

''Just work''

He gives me a knowing smile but he doesn't know it is not the job itself but the person behind it. And I hate myself for letting that happen. I don't want to feel like that, especially with a decent man in front of me. We go back to our conversation and as the time goes by, I finally managed to forget about Charles.

Patrick talked to me about his life, how he started and how it lead him to be where he is now. I genuinely liked to listen to him and it was certain that his guy know what he is doing in life. He has a goal and it appears no struggle take him from it. Unlike me.

When he asks me about my life, I keep it very simple. I don't want to tell him how I lost everything I could, everything I had for the last twenty years known to my life. And there are few things that I am passionate about. one of them are chocolate desserts and so I call for one, to keep the attention from me and my 'old' life.

On our way back to a hotel I stay silent and let my mind wander wherever it wants. Patrick from time to time asked me about something but it looked like he respects my quiet time I need for myself. It is hard to talk when my body is met with so much food to process!

''I know I enjoyed it, I hope you did as well YN''

I smile at him and I cannot lie that it wasn't enjoyable. I give him a light nod with a smile.

He helps me out of the car and then we stand facing each other.

''Can I see you again?''

I look up to his warm brown eyes and melt for a second. They remind me of all those people in my life that I love so much. They are so welcoming. It makes me so vulnerable that I say yes.

I slightly chuckle and keep smiling more to myself than to him. He takes a strand of hair from my face and put it behind my ears.

I see someone familiar on the left and my eyes wander there to see Joris with some other men. My body immediately goes tense and I search for him. But he is not there. Weird.

''You know them?''

I forgot about Patrick at all and my eyes widen at his sudden presence. ''Oh, uhm, yes, they are from work.''

I go back to look at Joris who is watching me closely as well.

''Oh, I see.''

I put my focus back to Patrick and give him a smile. ''Thank you for the date, I enjoyed it.''

He just nodded and kissed my hand with a promising look of a second date.

Right after I left the place in front of the hotel building, I lost track of time and focus on outer world that I just blankly stared on the wall in front of me. As the wall split in a half and opened for me, I blinked from the intrusion and get out from the elevator. I blindly walked to my apartment and opened the doors.

Darkness. Weird, I swear I left the lamp on. As I shrug it off, on my way to the bedroom I semi half get off the dress that were suffocating me the whole time after I ate the delicious chocolate dessert. That is why I get from having a sweet tooth. As I groan with the zipper in my lower back a light hits my senses. I blink many times in order to adjust to the surrounding and when the blurry lines make a form I see Charles staring at me expressionless. I stood there like a thief caught red handed and what gets me moving is his eyes lingering on my exposed chest and stomach.

I immediately cover myself and run to my right, even though I don't know what is there.

''Oh my god, i'm sor-'' ''-I'm sorry, I'm sorry!''

As I lay my back on the wall behind me I struggle to breath as my breathing became shallow. ''I-I thought this is my appartment. I'm so sorry''

All I hear is a chuckle and I frown at the reason for him to chuckle at all! I swear this guy just pisses me off.

''It's okay. What about I give you some space and wait in the corridor?''

I hum back in approval and get back in the dress so I don't walk half naked! With a grunt and victim mindset I get out the bathroom and straight to the door where is Charles waiting. There is a hint of amusement in his eyes and small smirk forming on his lips.

''It's not funny''

He chuckles even more and make few steps to me.

''I have to admit that I am glad I gave you my keys''

I stay watching him closely, with a smirk on his face, with my mouth parted a little at his sudden words and my eyebrows lift up. When I become aware there is silence between us I shut my mouth back again and roll my shoulders back.

''It's not gonna happen again''

I said it more with a threatening undertone and reached for the knob to leave this place. His place.

All I hear on my way out is ''What a shame''

#charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc smut #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x you

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aperrywilliams · 1 year

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They Will Never (Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader)

(Not my gif. Credits to the creator!)

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Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Summary: Spencer's girlfriend is jealous. During the Christmas party at their daughter's school, the other moms don’t stop hitting on him.

Word Count: 3.5k

Warnings: 18+; Minor DNI. Suggestive and dirty talk. Smut (fade to black) at the end of the fic. If I forgot something, let me know.

A/N: I’m back!!!! This past months have been a rollercoaster in many ways. Well, talking about this fic, it could be a sequel from "That Wicked Love" multipart I wrote a while ago. Nonetheless, it could be read as a stand-alone.

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I never thought it would be easy. When I discovered that I was pregnant and Spencer wasn't going to support me, I was sure the world had ended.

There were weeks of thinking over and over again about what I would do with my life. Then I decided I would have Olivia, and that's it.

I don't regret my decision. Liv is my little girl, and I love her with all my heart, but motherhood is hard.

Since Olivia was born, my life has mostly revolved around her. Being a mother is a full-time job. But I have been managing the best I could. I continued working after she was born, and with time, some of my personal life returned too.

However, the stability of our little family was broken when a bloody bastard kidnapped my little girl two years ago. She was four back then.

That wasn't enough, though.

What were the chances of Spencer working on my daughter's kidnapping case?

I forgot to mention that I never told him I would continue my pregnancy, so it was a surprise for him to see me and know that he had indeed been a father.

Fortunately, Spencer’s team recovered Olivia and three more kids kidnapped by the same guy.

What followed was a rollercoaster of events and emotions. Spencer wanted to be in Liv’s life, and although I swore never to talk to him again, I couldn't deny my daughter of her father.

He showed regret and swore that leaving me alone while pregnant was the worst thing he had done in his life. He looked genuinely sorry, and he wanted to make it up to Olivia.

Against the odds, I let him.

He became the best dad for my girl. Since then, he has been for her at every step.

The problem? Having him close awoke those feelings I thought were buried the day he left.

I tried to ignore it. I really tried. Even if he never did something to make me uncomfortable in our co-parenting roles, I did feel off with it.

I still loved him. And months after, Spencer confessed that he still loved me too.

Would it be a bad idea? Maybe. But I left my heart to speak louder than my brain. That's why we have been dating for the past three months.

So you can guess how odd it is having your daughter’s dad as a boyfriend. Some people think we are married or living together when we are not. Others believe we are just co-parenting and don’t have a relationship.

Usually, I don't care what people think. But right now I wish things between us were clearer to the world, specifically for the moms who had Spencer cornered in the venue of this year’s school Christmas party.

Am I jealous? Yeah. But how could I not be? Spencer is the epitome of the young-hot dad, caring and lovely. And polite. Very very polite. So much so that even if he had noticed their advances, he hadn’t said anything. Maybe he likes that.

This has me overthinking, and I wouldn't say I like it because it brings all kinds of insecurity thoughts to my mind.

Right now, for example, instead of going to interrupt this obscene flirtation, I'm walking to the opposite side to check if Olivia needs anything. I can't bring myself to do something different.

It didn't help to hear part of their conversation when I was passing by a while ago.

“Your wife is a lucky girl, then,” Kimberly chimed, patting Spencer’s forearm.

“My what?” the man asked, confused.

“Your wife? Olivia's mom?” Kim explains, tilting her head. Then Spencer realizes she’s talking about me.

“Oh! No, actually, we are not married,” he corrected. God, Kimberly’s eyes go wide as if she found a gold mine. The rest of the moms there reacted in the same way.

I have nothing against that fact, but with them knowing it? It's like a door was opened. A door to the shameless coquetry, and I hate it.

I knew Spencer wouldn’t be consciously flirting with them, but seeing him laugh at their jokes and don’t even flinch when one of them gripped his forearm not only made me see red.

It was even worst: it made me self-conscious.

I know it's an irrational feeling. Of course I know there are people better than me in many things. I wouldn't pretend to be a superwoman or something close to that. But since Olivia started preschool, I have been feeling less than the other moms. At first, it was because I was raising her alone and working simultaneously. I couldn't make it to every school event or whatever they planned during the year. Now, also, there is the fact that it’s Spencer who can fulfill that role, and I still can’t. He is the cool dad with a cool job. And there are cool moms with cool jobs too, who he’s talking to at this precise moment.

Doing the math, it doesn't look like I could be up to that kind of expectation.

For the rest of the evening, I avoided being close to Spencer and the other moms. Instead, I focused on the kids and that Olivia could have fun at the party. After all, it was the primary purpose of this activity.

The ride home was mostly silent. I tried to concentrate on driving and not look at Spencer from the corner of my eye. Liv was fast asleep in the back seat.

The streets were filled with snow, and you could see the Christmas lights on the windows of each building we passed. The ambient was clearly festive, but I didn't feel or look that way.

Maybe Spencer felt something was off, but I guess he didn't want to bring it up in the car. He only made some random comments about the party, and for all of them, he got from me a curt hum in response.

When I parked, he took hold of a sleepy Olivia in his arms and helped me upstairs.

It was a well-known routine since we told Liv that Spencer was her dad, and she warmed up to him. Every time we got to my apartment after an afternoon together, he carried our daughter to her room and got her ready for bed. The little girl would open her eyes and demand a bed story from her dad.

Spencer loves reading to her, even if he knows most of the stories by heart. That's one of the many things they share as father and daughter, and I try to give them the space to do that. That's why this time, like others, I headed to the kitchen to make myself some tea.

With a mug in hand, and after switching on the Christmas tree lights, I plopped on the couch. I didn't notice before how much my feet hurt. What can I say? The afternoon’s overthinking even dimmed my body aching.

Great, now I can add ‘old and wasted’ to my self-deprecation list.

I let my eyes be entertained by the colored lights, wondering if I was being overdramatic. My thoughts were interrupted by Spencer sitting beside me.

“I couldn't finish the story, and she had already fallen asleep,” he announced, lifting my legs so they could rest on his lap. Thoughtlessly, he started rubbing my feet.

Silence took over the room. I tried to concentrate on the pleasant feeling of his hands on my aching feet, but my face sure didn't hide my sour mood.

“What's wrong?” Spencer asked cautiously, inspecting my features. I tried to play ignorant.

“Uh? What do you mean?” I lied. Spencer frowned.

“You are too quiet. You didn't say anything during the car ride, and I could tell you avoided me most of this afternoon,” he recounted.

Shit. Obviously, he noticed.

“I’m just tired,” I lied again. I didn't want to explain what was bothering me. It was silly, and I felt stupid for it. He was about to say something to question my answer, but I didn't let him.

“Maybe you should go home. I think it's better I go to bed,” I pointed, detaching my feet off his lap and sitting straight on the couch. By all means, I avoided making eye contact because I knew he would realize what I was trying to do.

During the past months, he had spent the night at mine before, but it wasn’t a habitual thing. We decided to take it slow, and neither he nor I had put pressure on that matter.

Spencer’s frown deepened, nonetheless.

“Okay. I’ll go,” he announced. “But first you need to tell me what is bothering you. I don’t bite the ‘tired’ thing,” he declared, shifting his posture on the couch to have a better look of me.

“Nothing is wrong,” I repeated, but my voice sounded even less convincing than before. The man hummed, thinking about what to say first.

“Did you know that in the US the 95% of people who are asked for a confirmation to a statement actually lie about it?” He commented. I huffed, already feeling trapped.

“Great. Now is where your 187 is displayed,” I said under my breath. It was a thought that wasn’t meant to be said at loud. But it slipped.

Spencer tilted his head.

“Hey! Now I’m worried. What happened? What did I do?” he asked in a high pitch tone, scooting to my side. I shook my head, sighing.

Maybe it was better to get clean and tell him everything.

“You - you didn't do anything. I mean, yeah. You were there, all cute and sexy. It's your fault! And they? They were all over you, gawking at you as someone looks at their prey!” I grumbled.

“They?” Spencer asked in confusion.

“The other moms, Spencer! Now you will tell me you didn't notice?” I scoffed, folding my arms over my chest and placing some distance between us on the couch.

“You mean at the party? No way. That not happened,” he refuted, shooking his head.

The bastard was denying the most obvious thing! That made anger fill my body, and I had to stand and start pacing. It was that or scream at the man.

At the loss of words, Spencer stood too, following my pace with his gaze.

I knew he could see the fuming escaping from my ears, but I didn't care.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to start. I bet my pacing in the room wasn’t helping him.

“(Y/N)...” he mumbled softly to catch my attention. I turned to see him. His confused look only fueled my irritation.

“Fuck, Spencer! How can you be so clueless? They were hitting on you! God, if it were up to them, you'd already be tied to their bed frame,” I shouted, hands waving in the air to accentuate my point.

Spencer’s eyes widened.

“What? That's not true. They were being nice. That's all,” Spencer defended. Sure, he has to be oblivious right now. I would have punched him to make him realize the truth.

“Nice, uh? I didn't know nice meant touching the guy in front of the whole people every chance they got. Or are you going to deny they did that, uh, genius?” I sneered now with my hands on my hips. My blood was boiling inside as I remembered the scene.

Spencer cleared his throat. He was recalling those details, and they were hitting him now. Cautiously he took a step forward, hands trying to reach mine.

“Hey, don’t get upset. I - I didn't see that. I’m sorry,” he said, stepping in front of me and prying my arms from their position on my hips. His fingers traced delicate patterns on the back of my palms.

“I should have seen it. I didn't think it was something like that. You know I’m pretty stupid in that kind of thing. I’m really sorry,” he apologized.

I really wanted to stay angry, but seeing those puppy dog eyes, looking intently at me made it difficult.

Argh! Why just one look from him it's all that it takes to feel my knees go weak?

“Don't look at me like that!” I protested.

“Like what?” He asked, kind of amused by the reaction he provoked in me.

“Like you were an innocent pigeon. All men are the same, honestly,” I complained, leaving the grasp of his hands. A new rush of anger came quickly. Spencer pursed his lips; he could tell the reason why I was upset wasn’t just the moms flirting with him.

Before I could turn and walk away, Spencer stopped me grabbing my hand and squeezing it gently so I could look at him.

“Please, don’t go. I’m sorry I didn't notice. But you know why I didn't? Because they are not you,” he declared, intertwining our fingers and grasping our hands with his free one. I looked at him, with some treacherous tears fighting to come out.

He continued.

“They are not you. You are the only one that can get my attention that way,” he declared, bringing my hand to his lips to kiss my knuckles.

“I’m not that special, you know?” I mumbled, pursing my lips to stop the tears.

There it was. The intrusive thought in my mind replayed over and over since it hit me this afternoon.

Spencer narrowed his eyes, realizing there was more than jealousy because of him.

“Don’t say that. Of course you are that special, and much more!” He rebutted, and I chuckled bitterly.

“Am I? I mean, why would you be happy with me when you can get a successful well-manicured super mom like them?” I pointed.

“What are you talking about? What is that thing about super moms?” he asked, now taking hold of both my hands.

I sighed. It was something that was hard to explain, even to me. I left the grasp of his hands, running mine through my hair, collecting my thoughts.

“Look. I don't expect you can fully understand it. Honestly, I think I can’t understand it either. It's just - I don’t know. Sometimes I think I’m not doing enough. I’m not a successful businesswoman with a six-year-old daughter, a nice car, all dolled up, perfect makeup, and baking cupcakes for the whole school, like Kimberly, you know?” I shrugged, feeling small and vulnerable.

Of all that people, I chose to compare myself with Kimberly Garland. The incarnation of a super mom. She was known as a successful CEO at a technological company. Mom of three and recently divorced. She always shows up to school activities, no matter what. And not only that, she actively participates, whether cooking, taking care of the ornaments and decorations, or whatever it needed.

How could you compete to that?

“And do you think that no being like her is a bad thing?” Spencer asked me.

Did I believe that? Perhaps I did.

“Maybe it is. Don’t you think Liv deserves a mom like that? Or you a girlfriend like that? I saw you talking to her today, and I couldn't stop thinking she could offer more than I could.”

It hurt to say those words out loud, but they were the ones plaguing my thoughts at the time.

Spencer's face softened. Great, now I'm sure he felt pity for me.

“She can’t. Kimberly or whoever you’re comparing to. You're an excellent mom, (Y/N). And the best girlfriend I can ask for," Spencer stated now strocking my cheek.

I felt silly making a fuss but the insecurities were there. I couldn't help it. The embarrasment made me downcast my gaze to the floor.

“My sweet girl. Look at me, please," he asked, tilting my chin up. I did so, my cheeks turning red under his gaze.

“Olivia is a lucky little girl, you know? She has the best mom in the world. A mom who loves her and would do whatever it takes so she can be happy and safe. Who cares if you can’t be in all those school activities? Not her, because she knows you love her. It doesn't matter if you are not a company CEO. You have your job, and thanks to that our daughter has had everything she needs. You took care of her alone in her first years. On top of that, you have always sought her well-being and happiness. You let me be in her life even after I hurt you years ago. I will always be grateful that you did,” he said, pulling a strand of hair behind my ear.

“She deserves having her father around,” I pointed. It was a decision that I made when we spoke again after Olivia’s kidnapping. Although my hurt feelings, I couldn't deny my daughter of her father if he genuinely wanted to be in her life. Our problems as adults didn't have to be a problem for her.

“And she deserves the wonderful mom she has,” Spencer declared, kissing my forehead. I blushed at the compliment.

“Now, regarding this relationship,” he began pointing between the two of us. “You have nothing to worry about. They don't stand a chance, and you know why? Because they don't even compare to the most beautiful, smart and brave person I've ever met. Who owns a small bookstore downtown, and my heart. The woman I fell in love with the moment I saw her—the mother of my child. Who gave this idiot a chance to be in her life again even when he didn't deserve it. They are not you, my sweet girl. They will never be, and that's why I could never even look at them the way I look at you.“

Fuck Spencer Reid and his ability with words.

“You mean it?” I asked tentatively. Still unsure if he was being serious.

“Of course I mean it. I’m here for the long run, and I hope someday - sooner or later - we can take the next step. I want everything with you, (Y/N), but I’ll go at your pace. I promise.”

I couldn't help the giggles that left my lips.

Could love make you this way? I felt lighter and confident. Spencer's words made me see that I have no reason to sulk that way.

“Keep talking like that, and you'll get the world, Dr. Reid," I stated, now wrapping my arms around his neck. He chuckled.

“I don't need to get it. I already have it with you,” he said, giving a peck to my nose.

"You're a sap," I teased.

"And you love it,” he added, leaning down to kiss me. I happily obliged and kissed him back, tightening my grasp on his neck. His hands planted on my hips to keep me steady.

The kiss deepened, and only we parted when the need for air was too much.

He looked at me with a devilish smirk on his face.

“You know?” he started, kissing my cheek and then my jaw. “There is only one bedframe I would rather be tied to right now. And there is only one person I wish would do indescribable things to me as I’m tied up at her mercy,” he whispered in my ear, and immediately, I felt shivers down my spine.

“Spencer, don’t. That's not helping,” I mumbled with my eyes fluttering shut.

“Isn’t it? Why? Are you thinking about it right now?” He teased. The bastard knew what he was doing. “You would like to see me all tied up, waiting for my sweet girl to do what she wants? Would you like to be in control and show those moms who own me?” he asked, as his lips left traces of kisses on my neck. His hot breath was hitting on my skin and making my desire grow.

“Spencer,” I moaned, lost in his words and eager for his touch.

"Tell me what you want. I'll give you anything," he whispered in my ear, hands running down my sides, giving me goosebumps.

“You. I want you.” Those words left my lips like a prayer—the utter confession of desire and pent-up tension. Spencer grunted.

“You already have me. I’m yours,” he murmured, pulling up the hem of my shirt, so his hands could sneak under to feel my skin.

“And I’m yours. Totally yours. But I need to feel you,” I confessed. I was so lost in his touch and starved for more.

Spencer understood the meaning of my words, so he kissed me hungrily, walking us backward in the direction of my room.

That night Spencer proved to me, with kisses, caresses, and words of adoration, that my insecurities were unfounded. It's true that I'm not like Kimberly Garland, but I don't have to be. I have a daughter whom I adore and who

loves me, a job that fills me with satisfaction, and a boyfriend that I love and who does an excellent job of showing me how valuable and loved I can be.

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leviismybby · 11 months

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Klara! I haven’t chatted with you in forever! Was wondering if you could do an argument that leads to makeup sex with Levi? I don’t trust myself to do it justice lmao.

Hey Bee! Sorry this took some time love but I hope you like it!💕

Levi Ackerman x fem!reader

Nsfw 18+, mdni, makeup sex, rough sex, because it's Levi...hehe

You and Levi didn't fight often but when you did, it was about something serious. However this time, you got fed up with Levi acting as if you're a child, always thinking that he knows what's best for you and preventing you from going out on missions.

"Last time you almost got eaten! Do you have a death wish woman?!" Levi rarely raised his voice, especially at you but he felt like it was the only you would get the message, he was scared of losing and wouldn't know how to live with himself if something were to happen to you.

"I'm a soldier Levi just like you! This is what I sighed up to do! What's not clicking in that thick head of yours!?" Your voice started to raise more as you talked to him. It was impossible to get him to change his mind once he has it set on something.

"Not the point here (name). What if you die?" Levi doesn't raise his voice, he sounds genuinely concerned. "Levi, I won't. You always overthink and get overly protective!" You say, your voice still raised.

"I am overthinking for not wanting you to get hurt? Are you serious?!" His voice is now louder too, he is getting more pissed at you by the minute.

"Yes, you are! You know what..." Grabbing your coat, you put it on. "When you cool down, come find me." You were about to walk out but Levi grabbed your wrist, turned you around and pinned you to the wall.

"You're not going anywhere..." His voice is low now and you can tell that he means those words. You look at him in the eyes, still a little upset with him. Levi kisses you before you can say another word.

As much as you want to push him back, you can't. His lips are like honey against yours, your arms wrap around his neck and you kiss him back passionately.

His hands move down to your hips and he grips them, harshly. This was your warning, he won't be nice to you, he is still mad at you. Just because he has a weak spot for you doesn't mean that he'll let you off easy.

You moan against his mouth as he sucks on your tongue, he is quick to start undoing your coat and throws it on the floor as he take a of off of you.

Tapping your thigh, he signals you to jump and you do wrapping your legs around his torso. When he pulls away from the kiss, he bites on your lower lip. "You're such a part sometimes do you know that?"

Levi lays you on the bed and every piece of your clothing finds itself on the floor soon. You're completely naked and he is still dressed fully, you tug at his shirt but Levi pins your hands down.

"Levi...no fair..." He scoffs as your voice becomes whiny. "No fair? You're not fucking fair baby." He bites into your neck harshly making your breath catch up in your throat.

After he leaves a few bites on your neck, he kisses over the bite marks he left on your neck. He lets go of your hands and looks at you. "On your knees." His voice is stern and demanding.

You do as you're told and slid down on your knees in front of him, unzipping his pants and pulling his underwear down eagerly. "Fucking.... trying to act all tough but you still want my cock un your mouth so bad that you forget the fight we had.."

You lick the side of his cock, tracing his veines with your tongue. Levi watches you with half lidded eyes, biting the inside of his cheek.

His fingers tangle in your hair and he gives you a tug, you out your mouth around his head and swirl your tongue for a little bit before lowering your head, taking him into your mouth.

He hisses and throws his head back as you bob your head up and down slowly on his cock. "Mhhh" You hum as you try to take him deeper, not enough to gag but enough for your mouth to feel full.

"Yeah? You enjoy this don't you..." His voice is so rough, it's turning you on even more and your hand slips down your body. You touch yourself as you suck his cock.

The side of Levi's mouth quirks up, he watches you and pushes your head down further until you gag on him. His grip is sharp on your hair. He bucks his hips into your mouth making you gag on him repeatedly.

Levi feels himself start to reach his orgams, he halts your head and starts fucking your mouth as his high approaches. Not long after that, you feel his load shoot down your throat.

With a few more gags, Levi pulls your head back and you swallow his cum, all of it while looking him directly in his eyes. "Good girl. Did you swallow it all?"

"I did, captain." You lick the side of your mouth, trying to catch your breath. Kissing you deeply, Levi pulls you up on your feet and pushes you down on the bed.

The warmth of his body, is comforting as he lays on top of you. Your hands are grabbing onto his shirt, you want it off of him. This time, Levi listens and pulls his shirt over his head. He is quick to kiss you again.

"Want you inside...." You mumble against his lips and he pulls back. "You'll get me, baby. It'll be my apology for acting like a jerk earlier." He kisses down your jaw, neck until he reaches your breast and put a nipple in his mouth.

You squirm under him slightly, your sweet voice reaching Levi's ears. He swirls his tongue around your nipple for a bit before he kisses back up. "You sure you don't need foreplay?"

"No...I just want you inside, please.." Smiling slightly, Levi kisses your forehead as he aligns himself with your entrance, even tho he didn't do much, you're so we that when he enters you, your pussy adjusts to him without any struggle.

He holds you tightly against him as he starts thrusting in and out of you, his lips kiss at your neck as his hips move. "Mmhh I love the way you feel.." You whisper in his ear.

The pleasure Levi brings you is always an amazing experience, it's like your body responds to his every touch and word. Only Levi can do this, no one else.

His cock starts pounding into you faster, harder. It's like Levi rembered the little argument you two had earlier as he puts his hands around your neck and squeezes.

"Levi! L-levi!" You choke out and his eyes only narrow, he starts snapping his his faster into you, his hands still wrapped around your throat. "What is it huh? Not complaining now are you?"

He lets go of your neck and presses down onto your stomach as his cock hots every possible deep spot inside of you. You whimper, your hands gripping the sheets when Levi lifts your hips up slightly to push his cock even deeper into you.

"Wait Levi...slow down!" Those words only make Levi fuck you faster. "No. You're clearly enjoying it and can take it.." His hands leave your stomach and he grabs your hips, feeling your pussy clench around his cock.

"Fucking- you keep fucking clenching." He grots his teeth, Levi knows that you're close by the way your head throw back against the pillow, he covers your mouth with his hand.

"You're too loud, baby." Kissing your cheek, his thrust slow down and you cum aprund his cock, Levi follows shortly after, filling you up with his cum.

"Get on your stomach." He whispers against your neck and you look at him. "Levi...I.." Gripping your jaw, he narrows his eyes. "What did I say? On your stomach now."

You do as he says and turn around to lay on your stomach. Not long after that, Levi takes your hips, lifts them up and puts a pillow under you.

Without another warning, his cock enters you again. He takes your hands and pins them behind your back as he starts fucking you like crazy. The moans leaving your lips are noisy, you wouldn't be surprised if others heard you.

The grip Levi has on your arms is strong as he thrusts into you. "You love this yeah? Look at you.." He can't stop looking at you as you whimper into the sheets, the wet noises of your cunt only lead him on more.

You're thankful to the pillow, your legs are shaking like crazy, your body feels used and weak but Levi doesn't care. He just keeps fucking you.

"So pretty...so fucking pretty.." He growls, taking your hair as his other hand still holds your hands down. Levi pulls you up a bit so that your body is acrhed and kisses the nape of your neck before biting. "You'll always let me fuck you like this right? No matter how mad you are at me..."

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh fuck Levi! There!" You yell feeling his cock hit your cervix, it's weirdly painful but you feel nothing but pleasure. "Cum baby. Cum" He nibbles on your earlobe as you cum.

Your body drops onto the bed, Levi still thruths into you roughly but not for long. He pulls put this time, painting your back in his cum and then drops on top of you.

After a few minutes, he brushes your hair from your face. "Am I forgiven?" You chuckle. "Yes...yes you are.."

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gigidragonbbxxx · 1 month

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working with limits, a story

disclaimer: we are limitless. anything can be achieved with the power of the mind. this is to help people who overthink.

if a limit of yours shows up somewhere along the journey of manifesting a certain goal:

acknowledge it. do not repress. use it to pivot into your new story.

eg. I used think ____, but I know that's not true anymore. I am now ____.

my own story

my desired body is typically obtained in the gym with years of hard work and a dedicated focus on nutrition. I'm currently in grad school so I don't have time to workout like an IG influencer but I want to look like one.

Ordinary people would WEEP and stay in the same story of "its not obtainable!" while master manifesters smirk and say "LOL, ITS MY BODY NOWWWW"

I know that waking up with your perfect body is 100% POSSIBLE. Overnight subs/aff tapes + living in the end state + saturation to the max = fast asf results

so why wasn't I achieving it?

why was I manifesting money, attention, material things, etc. but for some reason my body was not changing?

I was meditating and doing some inner work when I realized that I had a serious weird rooted limited belief that

I had bad genetics and every woman in my family (both sides) have never achieved a flat tummy or a super toned body. So I was unconsciously always affirming that I could "never" look like that.

I thought great bodies could ONLY be achieved with hard work - which we know is soooooo untrue!

Instead of forcing myself to do a method I realized - I could work with my limit.

I was never truly "athletic" but I did run cross country/track in high school for 3 years. I fell off once I went to college and mostly did weird sporadic workouts but was never consistent.

Now that I've discovered the law and am freed from my old way of thinking, I said - okay let me play a little psychology game with myself, a little placebo.

my new placebo has been:

No matter what workout I do, the moment I step into the gym, I am losing my belly fat and getting super fast results every day.

Why do you do this Gigi instead of just sitting at home and affirming for your body?

Because I realized it would be easier for me to stay saturated/in the wish fulfilled/end state of having my perfect body just by physically forcing myself to be in a gym.

Let me clarify: I mostly walk on the treadmill, lift very very light weights, minimal sets, etc.

aka: most people would say I'm not doing enough.

But I'm a master manifester so I know that just deciding is enough.

I realized it was easier to visualize people saying "Wow she changed her body, it's because she goes to the gym now! She must've done a lot of work cause she got those results fast!" instead of "Wow she changed her body, idk how!"

Ever since I started going consistently and doing very bare minimum workouts - my body has changed way more drastically than normal limits allow.

I basically look like I've been working out for 6 months versus just the 2 I've actually been going.

My personal goal was fast results but gradual. If you want instant, please be my guest I am not limiting, I'm just sharing what worked for me.

I robotically affirm that lil placebo and it's changed my entire approach to manifesting.

I will see if I can post pictures of myself that will ensure privacy. Until then, just my words and encouragement.

Let me finish this lil post by saying: you do not need to do what I do. You can go ahead and do everything instantly. Everyone is different. I'm just sharing what worked for me, what helped me ease into being firm with what I wanted the 3D to reflect to me.

xx, gigi

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charliedawn · 1 year

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How would the slashers or the Hannibal family react to their partner being stressed due to college?

When you came home and almost collapsed in the living room, Hannibal Jr. caught you in his arms.

He was worried about you and laid you down, patiently waiting for you to wake up.

When you finally did, you didn't notice when you started crying until you started talking—your voice shaking by the amount of stress you were under.

"...I'm so tired. I'm not sure I can keep it up. The endless sleepless nights. The tests raining on my head. The days I can't even get up because I'm so tired my whole body shuts down. I am so very tired...I can't do this. I'm not strong enough."

He gathered you in his arms and shushed you softly before placing a kiss on the top of your head.

"You are strong enough, love. I promise you."

He never felt such stress for school because he usually always aced all of his tests with high honors.

He even used to think that the reason some people were struggling was because they didn't work enough.

But, now that he saw how difficult it was for you ? He is starting to reconsider his opinion on the matter.

He'd help you and make you revise and give you all the advice he can give you on how to study efficiently.

You *smile widely as you come back home with a good grade* : "I DID IT !"

Hannibal Jr. smiled up at you and invited you to seat on his lap while you pointed all of the nice comments your teacher had written on your paper.

He watched as your eyes brightened and your whole demeanor seemed so different from a few months ago.

He rested his chin on your shoulder while your voice started to fade away and before he knew you it...he was asleep.

Looks like studying with you had taken its toll on him as well...You noticed and smiled before settling back and started dozing off as well.

When he saw you crying, Norman's heart did a somersault.

He immediately asked what was wrong and when you told him you were tired of school, he pulled you into a tight hug.

"You succeeded in getting there. Plod on, darling. You'll get there. I'm sure of it."

He doesn't like to see you cry and would try his best to comfort you.

Norman did go to college and attended management classes to get better at his job as hotel manager.

It took a lot of time and energy for him to get through all those years of intense training. So, he'd understand—but encourage you to do your best and keep going.

He'd also try to help you by studying with you and helping you remember the most important things.

He'd also cook for you and make sure you get a nice quiet place to study.

Norman would make sure you succeed and tell you every minute of every day how proud he is of you and give you all the love and affection you need.

Norman *humming to himself while waiting for you to get home*

You *slamming the door open and running in to hug him from behind* : "I DID IT, NORMAN !"

It took him a second or two to realize what you meant and once he understood, he smiled and hugged you back.

"I am so proud of you, my little monster."

"Stop overthinking things. It ain't good."

He told you, but you ignored him. You had work to do and didn't want to be disturbed.

Freddy would normally understand and leave you alone, since he knows it's better to stay away when you got work to do.

But, he didn't this time around.

"We going to party tonight.", he told you and you frowned.

"Freddy...I got work to do."

You reminded him, but he shook his head before closing your computer.

"Let me rephrase that. Either we go out and have fun—or I find myself a nice bunch of nice innocent virgins and make a blood sacrifice to...me."

You glared at him again, but finally conceded with a sigh. You knew he was only trying to cheer you up.

"Fine...But, I ain't paying for you. I got enough worries as it is.", you warned him before grabbing your bag on your way out and Freddy grinned victoriously.

"I'm treatin'. Now, stop your yapping and let's get drunk."

Worse case scenario ? He'd get you so drunk as to accept to quit your studies and become a stripper.

He would maybe be your only client, but as he can literally summon money from dreams, you'd have an endless source of income...

School ? That's what you were so concerned about ?

Myers didn't understand, but Michael did and decided to start reading about your subject.

Finally, he decided to help you and it was a lot easier when you were both working on it.

You explained things he didn't understand and it helped you have a better understanding of your subject as well.

Michael *points to something he didn't understand on the book you were reading*

You *start explaining it to him with a smile*

Him *focused on your smile rather than on your words and smiles as well*

He would make sure that smile never fades, no matter what...

He helped you and every time you had a test, he was there to pick you up and listen to you about your day and wherever had happened—that it'd be good or bad.

You *smile up at him* : "...Michael."

Him *looks up at you and sees you with tears in your eyes and immediately worries*

You *run into his arms* : "Thank you...Thank you so much."

He relaxed when he realized you weren't hurt and wrapped his arms around you.

Jack woke up and prepared himself a cup of coffee at 6 am and almost jumped out of his skin when he saw you there—your computer on your lap and glassy red eyes staring at the screen.

You slowly looked up at him with tears in your eyes and offered him a weak smile.

"....Would you get me a cup too ?"

Your voice was so soft and weak, Jack felt his heart squeeze.

"....Aww, honey." He crouched in front of you and lightly stroked your arms up and down—feeling your cold asking underneath his fingertips. "You can't stay up like that. It's not good. That's just nuts."

You were on the verge of collapsing and it seemed Jack's touch was the one things needed for you to break.

You suddenly fell forward and Jack caught you on his arms.

"Ssh...Come on. Let's get you to bed, darling."

He then picked you up in his arms and glared at your computer.

He was going to have a serious conversation with your teachers and the administration. Jack may use his few connections in the academic cycle to get a few things straight with that college of yours.

He'd also help you if your subject is anything related to the literary world.

You *come back from your next test with a bright smile on your face* : "I...I did it, Jack. I did it."

Jack's eyes widened as a smile crept on his face—but he quickly hid it behind a very exaggerated cough and a nonchalant shrug.

"Yeah yeah...I always knew you could do it."

"You' in college, Y/N ! Can you imagine ? How cool's that ?!"

Lester would be in awe. The man never even left Ambrose. He'd bathe you in praises and tell you how proud he is of you.

He'd also give you all the moral support you need and even bring you and pick you up from college everyday just to see you smile.

He'd be there for your worst and your best—no matter what.

You *come back home crying* : "...I failed."

Him *hugs you immediately* : "Doesn't matter. It's OK, doll. It's only a bad grade. I'll ask Bo or Vinny to help ya'. I'll...I'll ask around for sum' private teach' or sumthin'. Just...Please. Don't cry."

Lester would do anything for you. He maybe wouldn't be able to help you with your studying, but he'd find some other way to help.

Lester *phones every single teacher out there to give you private lessons*

He'd also have a meeting with your teacher and ask them if there's anything he can do to help you. Lester may not be the brain of the Sinclairs, but he's definitely the heart.

You *the day of the final results* : "Lester..."

You uttered his name so softly, he thought you hadn't succeeded and was about to give you all the comfort you needed when you looked up at him and smiled.

"...I passed."

It took a moment for Lester to realize what you had just said and he immediately ran to hug you tightly—spinning you around as you giggled gleefully.

"YOU PASSED ! YOU PASSED !"

He was so happy for you.

"Fuck me. This is b*llsh*t. How can you even read that sh*t ?!"

Bo would just throw every insult known to man at your lessons and curse the whole school system in colorful 'damns' and 'f*ck y'alls'

He might not be able to help you, but he'll be sure to complain and despair alongside you.

He'd sit next to you—his leg bouncing up and down with each second passing as he tried to make head or tail of your course plan.

"I swear I'd have quit the whole thing a long time ago if I were you. I mean...Look at this ?! Is this even fuckin' English ?!"

Seeing Bo actually even more upset on your course than yourself made you feel a lot better and even laugh.

"Wha—?! What's so funny ?! I'm serious !"

He'd spend nights studying with you and let you knock his ears off about your studies while working at the garage.

"BO !"

He looked up at you and thought you were upset at him for some reason, but you then grinned wildly before showing him your grade.

"I FUCKIN' DID IT !"

Him *blinks twice before giving you a matching grin and opening his arms wide to catch you when you hugged him" : "I KNEW IT ! I FUCKIN' KNEW IT ! THAT'S MY GIRL/BOY !"

Pennywise is street smart, not book smart. He never went to school.

School didn't even exist when he was born, even less college.

But, he'd try for you.

But at the end, he'd help you cheat instead.

During a test: transforms into a fly and flies to the best student's shoulder to get a look at his answers and they whisper them to you when no one is looking.

Or, he'd just give a little visit to your teacher the night before and give them a little reminder of what happens when Pennywise is angry...

Yeah. Don't worry about grades.

As long as he's here, you'll always have someone to help you and watch out for everything that might hurt you.

He wouldn't let you down and would encourage you the best he can.

"...You impress me, kid. Even when things get tough, you keep walking forward. That makes you tougher than any of us—even me."

"....Ah."

Kevin never had that problem, because he had Orwell and the moment school was too much, he would appear and do the work.

So, Orwell would help you.

Orwell *looks at the paper in his hand and looks at all the corrections before smiling* : "Ah...I see. Come. I'll explain it to you."

Orwell *starts helping you and scoots a little closer to show you each of your mistake and take the time to make you correct them or rephrase*

Orwell wouldn't let you leave unless you've memorized every single word on your next lesson. He'd make sure to help you until the end and become personally invested in your success.

Orwell *waiting for you outside of your school to see you and ask how it went*

You *smiling and running to hug him* : "Thank you so much for helping me. I knew every answer on the test."

Orwell *stunned because no one ever hugged him* : "You're...welcome" *pat pat on the back*

Orwell would be very proud inside and the other personalities would congratulate you too.

But, Orwell would then ramble on how you hadn't yelled at him when you were studying together and actually listened.

Even Kevin had never been so attentive.

It would earn him some taunting from the other personalities.

Patricia *smiles knowingly* : "You really like them, don't you ?"

Hedwig *gasps loudly* : "MISTER ORWELL HAS A CRUSH !"

Dennis : "Be careful. It could be a trap."

Jade *rolls her eyes* : "Stoooop it, Dennis. For once, glasses shows feelings. Respect that."

Kevin *smiles sheepishly* : "N...Nice. I'm sure they like you too."

Orwell *blushes and shakes his head before trying to cover his ears*

"Huh...Let me get back to you when I've got an answer."

Two days later: news started spreading that your school had 'mysteriously' caught on fire.

You waited for J to come home and when he did, he was carrying a flamethrower and was covered in ashes.

"So...I thought a lot about it and found the perfect solution."

"....J." You pinched the bridge of your nose in exhaustion before J sighed and threw the flamethrower on your shared coach.

"Before you say anything, you're welcome."

You looked up at him with narrowed eyes and asked.

"...Was anyone inside ?"

"...Would I get in trouble if I said yes ?"

Your brow furrowed and he chuckled before shaking his head and cupping your cheeks to look you in the eyes.

"Relax, sweetheart. Smile. No one was inside. I made sure of it...I just gained you a little bit of time to spend with me."

You finally relaxed under his touch and smiled.

"...You're crazy."

He knew you were joking and chuckled before pressing his forehead against yours.

"...Yeah. I'll get back to you when I've got a solution for that one too."

You finally laughed. J was maybe crazy, but somehow...You had managed to get him all wrapped up around your little finger.

#fandoms #imagine #fanfic #michael myers x reader #jack torrance x reader #bo sinclair x reader #lester sinclair x reader #pennywise x reader #norman bates x reader #hannibal x reader #hannibal jr #freddy krueger x reader #the horde x reader #orwell x reader #the joker x reader #slashers au #slashers

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world-of-aus · 11 months

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Live Now

Pairing: Camboy!Bucky x Camgirl!Reader

Warnings: NONE.

Authors Note: Here is Part 2 to our cammers, this is just to build story up I promise the other installments will have all the smut. Enjoy Buns and Happy Readings!

Bucky stares at the message, a chuckle building in his chest as he rereads it. The cursor blinks back at him, waiting for a one-time quick wit response from him.

His fingers hover over the keys, he types.

I‘After that live, well I guess you could say I’m a fan in the making, had your name being dropped in my lives every other day, had to come see for myself what all the fuss was about, you don’t disappoint do you siren?’

Bucky plans to leave you with that, but when he moves the cursor back over the ‘x’ to close the tab your reply is coming through.

‘Looks like I’m going to owe your following a thank you, perhaps on my next live. I’m not too keen on disappointing, I like being a good girl.’

Bucky feels his cock stir as he reads, then rereads your message, his fingers move over the keys.

‘I’ll make sure to let them know to swing on by for that thank you. Is that so, well something tells me you’re not always a good girl siren, you look like you need a good knee to be tossed over occasionally.’

His cock hardens in his grey joggers at your response.

‘Are you offering, because I wouldn’t decline, I could be so good for you.’

Any other time and Bucky would have jumped at the opportunity, but he already had someone scheduled to join his live this week, and while he would have loved to get out of his predicament, he had numbers to build, and he knew dropping one of the highest rated female cammers could have his numbers dropping within minutes if word got out.

‘Not sure you can handle me siren.’

Is what he offers instead, it’s not a ‘no’ but it’s not a ‘yes’ either - yet. Your response comes in seconds later.

‘A shame, well I hope to one day get the chance to prove you wrong, till next time xoxo.’

Bucky smiles at that, his fingers clicking the tab closed, and opening another shortly after, and while his work email loads, he has no doubt that you’ll get that chance, he just had a loose end to tie.

The loose end shows up as an unread response. Vixen.

‘Buckmeup I look forward to our live tomorrow, let me know whether you prefer my place or yours.. Can’t wait to meet you.. Xx – Vixen.’

Bucky types up his reply, inputting his address before shooting the message back. When performing a live with another cammer he preferred his space, it made sure he was in control of the situation at all times, and he liked being in control, and inviting Vixen over ensured that. He had a good amount of time to prepare before tomorrow.

You were on cloud nine; it had been a day and you couldn’t rid yourself of the feeling, giddiness washing over you in waves as you reread the messages between you and buckmeup for your friend. “I can’t believe it Tasha,” you breathed into the line, “buckmeup, thee buckmeup watched my live, he’s the hottest, highest rating male cammer right now!”

The redhead laughs over the line, “and he’s also your only favorite male cammer right now,” she teases. “You still looking around for that replica dildo of his junk?”

“Natasha,” you whine, “you think I have a chance though?” you question after a brief pause.

“Y/n that man would have to be seriously stupid for him to pass a chance up with you, if anyone should be worried it should be him not being able to handle you, not the other way around. You’ve built yourself up, you don’t need a man to help with that.”

Your teeth find your lower lip as you look at the messages screen, your friend was right. “I can hear you overthinking, stop it.” Your fingers close the tab, “I’m sorry,” you whine, “but the man who fuels my fantasies said I looked like I needed to be tossed over a knee, I think I'm allowed this moment, this has never happened before!”

Natasha’s laughing, “what am I going to do with you?”

“Help me get to the top,” you offer “take vixen’s number one spot away?”

“If you keep following my advice, I have no doubt that you’ll reach the top soon, I mean look, your favorite cammer messaged you I’d say you’re at the halfway mark babe.”

The giddiness returns, “he did, didn’t he.” The two of you laugh, “you sure you don’t want to come out with Clint and I tonight, it’ll be fun, you can tell me more about your interaction too.”

“Tasha I refuse to intrude on date night, Clint may have been oblivious to the first time where I seemingly just happened to show up by myself at the same bar and grill as you two, but he’s going to know somethings up the second time around.”

“Boo you whore.”

“Hey,” you laugh, “I have uploading to do anyway, I finally finished editing those shots you took of me the other day.”

“Uhuh, are you sure you won’t be viewing someone’s live tonight instead of uploading those edits?”

“Natasha,” you laugh those it does little to hide your true intentions, “I do have to upload – and maybe take a small peek at buckmeups live – he said he was going to tell his viewers to come get their thank you from me, I have to see if it’s true!”

The two of you laugh, Clint voice cutting through in the background, your friend sighs, “listen I’ve got to go, but I’m dropping by tomorrow, there’s a set I want you to try on.”

“Is it more revealing then the first?”

You can see her smirk through the phone, “you bet, see you tomorrow lover!

“See you tomorrow, tell Clint I said hi and that we should get together soon!”

The call ends with a click, your phone being tossed off to the side as you settle into bed. The photo editor goes ignored as you open a new tab, typing in the website you settle further into your sheets as it loads.

You don’t have to go any farther than the first page, his profile one of the first ones to choose from. His live now notification blinks before you, welcoming, inviting. You click on it instantly, your screen going black before his figure comes onto the screen, but he’s not alone. A brunette lays spread naked on his sheets, her fingers dancing along her body as she waits for him. You don’t have to wait long to find out who she is, vixen.

Of course it was vixen.

A part of your mind screams at you to close the page, but the bigger part of you screams to stay, to sit and watch what she brings to the table and see the ways you could do better.

You find it's almost painful to sit through this live, your fingers not having drifted south once since it started. You’ve almost closed the tab three times with how hard Vixen was laying it down, but you were determined to see it through to the end.

You nearly breathed a sigh of relief when Buckmeup’s orgasm finally hits, you’d say that was the best part of this live, and with the way the coins were hitting his account you’d say his viewers thought the same as well. You should have exited at this point, but you waited, watching as Buckmeup thanked his viewers for being so good for them, that he couldn’t wait to see them next time.

Your screen goes blank after ‘buckmeups live has now ended’ appearing on the screen before you. You’re not sure what you feel in that moment, can’t quite decipher the feeling as you exit the screen. As you open a new tab, fingers taking you to your website of work you think the feeling may be a lit fire as you upload your newest edits.

‘To buckmeup’s fans, thank you, come join me tomorrow live, for a good time.. Xoxo – Siren’

#camboy!bucky #cam girl!au #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x you #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes au

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santa doesn’t know you like I do

jake sim x fem reader mini series smau

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SEVEN

Jake and Sunghoon were both seated on the living room floor, with some bottles of beer and a box of pizza on the coffee table; the sound of a movie neither of them were watching was keeping them company, sunghoon could tell Jake was feeling down but didn't really know how to make him feel better, sadly, jay was not in town and he was the emotionally aware guy in their friendship.

"want to talk about it?"sunghoon asked Jake and his voice brought him back from his overthinking state "What is there to talk about? it was my fault," he said while hugging his knees "it was," sunghoon said and jakes side eye made him continue "but it doesn´t mean you shouldn´t feel sad" and that made jake talk "dude, I´ve been saying my whole life I would not be a one night stand and that literally just happened after she stayed the night in jays party I really thought she had liked me enough to date, but no, she doesn´t talk to me after that day and then just calls me and tells me we cannot be in a serious relationship but hopes I spend the night at her place, I just feel really used and i have no one to blame but myself".

"I mean you are right," sunghoon said after not having anything to add "dude really?!" jake asked him while throwing a plushie to his face "What do you want me to say? You are not lying and we both know I'm not jay, i don´t know what to say to you" sunghoon answered him and both realized that it was a dead end conversation.

“We shouldn´t have ordered pizza, I told yn we were going to have dinner when she returned" jake changed the topic "Don´t worry, I texted her before we bought it and she said it was okay, she´ll probably have dinner with her date," hoon said and jake wondered if he heard correctly "date?" he questioned just to confirm what sunghoon just said.

"mhm...she was going out with heeseung, I think that is a date," he said as if it was the most common thing.

"Who is heeseung?" jakes questions kept growing and his confused face was more visible, "I think he is her classmate, he is also Jay's friend" sunghoon answered simply "Ahh, it's not a date, she told me she was going to do a project" his worries started fading after telling him that "I mean you can date your project partner, I thought they were dating, they seem like they are close, didn´t you see them together at jays par- sorry you were busy," he explained him while trying to read jakes expression, now he was clearly confused.

"no, I don´t think she is dating, she´s never mentioned his name or any date, she would have told me" he comforted himself with those last words, he didn´t understand what he was feeling, he just hoped sunghoon was wrong. " did you tell her about minjeong?" hoon interrogated him and jakes eyes showed the shock he felt when he realized he never really talked to you about minjeong.

"I don´t understand why are you acting like this, yn is pretty of course she is going to start dating" - "And I thought you said you didn´t like her anymore" sunghoon continued before taking another sip of his drink. "because I don´t" jake said as an automatic response "are you sure?" sunghoon kept pushing. "I am; it has been years since I told you that let it go, I got over it and so should you" jake cut that thought.

"then why are you so upset?" sunghoon asked the same questions that were inside his mind "I'm not upset, it is just that we don´t keep secrets, she should´ve told me" Jake answered with the most objective answer he could find within himself "we both know you are lying because you were the first who started keeping secrets"- "but it's okay I won´t pressure you to answer me, it looks like you don´t even know why" sunghoon finished while pushing the pizza box to his side to encourage him to eat and stop this conversation.

by the time you arrived home, the TV was still sounding faint, and as you called them out you could only see jaeyun sitting still on the floor with his back on the couch "I brought cupcakes" you said as he finally acknowledged your presence with a hum; you looked at the sides looking for something "is hoonie still here?" you asked while getting closer to jaeyun, he hummed again, "he spilled beer on himself, he is taking a shower" answering in a quiet voice.

"How are you feeling now yun?" you questioned curiously while looking at his face; only for him to avoid your eyes "I'm okay, how is your project going?" he asked you dryly, taking you by surprise "It going great we are almost done" you replied happily, proud of your work and also hoping to lift his mood "should we wait for hoon or do you want to grab a bite? I didn´t know what you be craving so I bought a bit of every-" "How is heeseung doing?" he interrupted you and you looked at him dazed " I didn´t know you knew him but he is doing okay, he is leaving soon to his hometown for the break" you said simply, not thinking much of jakes curiosity "so I take that your date went well?" every word coming out of his mouth started to sound even more annoyed and you didn´t understand what was going on "what date? what are you talking about? heeseung is my friend" jake scoffed at your answer "so you are telling me you haven´t been dating him?" "yeah, that's what I'm telling you, we have a project together"-"What's really going on Jae? What's with your attitude?" you waited for his answer with a weirded-out look on your face.

"I know I'm going through a ´romantic problem´ but you don´t need to hide from me if you are dating someone-" "For fucks sake I'm telling you I'm not dating him!" you cut him up exasperated only to see him roll his eyes "and even if I was, what's the big deal? you never act this way" you continued trying to calm down and de-escalate the situation "well you didn´t even tell me his name, we don´t keep secrets yn, why do I have to find out through sunghoon and instagram if you are seeing someone and not through you?" you found his answer equally hilarious and angering "you are one to talk jaeyun" now it was your time to roll your eyes " do you realize that it is literally what you did when you were seeing minjeong?" - "You did it and I never hold it against you, but now you assume I'm seeing someone (which I'm not) and you are acting all upset".

it was an upsetting scenario and both of your temperaments collided with each other "Well; now you are" he said simply. "oh my gosh, really jake?". neither of you were looking at the other eyes, both were equally as frustrated, and your fight or flight finally went off; and to decrease the hurt you were feeling you decided to speak before he did "ask hoon to stay the night or go to his place, I don't know, just stay with him, I'm leaving for today" you sighed while putting your distance and walking for your shoes and bag "what? were are you going?" jake questioned you while getting up " I do not want to see you right now, we need to cool off, I´ll probably stay with one of the girls" - "you can keep the cupcakes" you reached for the door and got out of the apartment with a heavy feeling in your body after closing the door and walking off to call a taxi.

taglist: OPEN (@ghostiiess, @02zluvbot, @greenmilkyee, @addictedtohobi)

#enhypen fluff #enhypen scenarios #enhypen imagines #sim jaeyun #enhypen smau #enhypen jake sim #enhypen x reader

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‎ ⁎ ‎ ‎ 𓍼 ‎ ‎ ๋ ‎ ◜ &.&. THE IVY INCIDENT ep 1. ◞ ‎ ... ‎ ‎

The intro plays, and Ivy appears on the screen smiling and leaning into the mic to speak. “Hello guys, welcome to my new podcast, 'The Ivy Incident!!’ This has been in the works ever since I stepped into the dive podcast studio when I came here to film the kpop daebak show with Eric so it's soo exciting to finally show you guys this project!” she laughs as the other staff there are heard clapping.

Laughing, she continues "so in this podcast, I invite my friends from the industry and we just you know, talk and share stories! It's a lot similar to Eric's but mine is more personal if you will because all these people are very very close to me and I've known them for a pretty long time! This episode is just gonna be me cuz this is like an introduction for all the first-time listeners who don't know who I am!" “So I heard Diane has some questions prepared for me, so let's get into it!”

“let's start with the basics, yeah? Who is Ivy Jennifer James?” Diane asks her.

“Oh we’re going back to the beginning okay! So as you’ve already mentioned, my name is ivy jennifer james. I was born in New Castle, Australia where I lived till I was five and then I moved to the US where again I lived for five years before moving to Korea when I was eleven. And in korea, i signed with bighit entertainment and when i was asked if i was ready to debut when i was 14 i think? I was like imma do it. So i debuted at 14 under both jype and bighit and the rest is history! And i'm here today hehe”

“What motivated you to pursue a career as a solo artist?”

“Hmm i think ever since i got into bighit, i've always wanted to be a soloist? I'm not really sure why but I always saw myself as a soloist for some reason. Even till now, if you ask my dad he’d say that i was born to do this” ivy laughs and continues “i think ever since i was little ive wanted to something in the field of music and performance”

“Was being a kpop idol your first choice?”

“It was actually! I mean keeping in mind that i started this since i was a literal child, it actually was my first choice. The kids at school did tease me for this but look at me now” ivy chuckles

“Who are your music inspirations?”

“That's a great question and I was literally talking to Jun about this this morning! I dont have one specific inspiration but i think i draw inspiration from any and all artists! I've been pretty inspired by the Beatles and Rolling Stone pretty recently and obviously, Taylor Swift is one of my biggest inspirations out there.”

“Are you a sweet or savory type of person?”

“It honestly depends on my mood if i'm being honest” she laughs hard “now, im craving something savory! I'd kill for some fries right now oh man you’ve perked up my cravings now diane!!”

“What's the last song you listened to?”

Ivy laughs hard and almost tears up laughing “this is actually so funny oh my god the last song i listened to is actually a helium ingested cover of let me love you by justin bieber which yeonjun sung for me yesterday after a party we went to and let me tell you, it was soo funny!!”

“According to you, tell me 3 flaws and 3 qualities about yourself”

“Ooh, three qualities of mine would be, one, I think I'm kind I guess? Second, I'm somewhat responsible, and third and finally, I think I'm a human sized golden retriever because I'm very bubbly and very smiley smiley most of the time! And three flaws of mine are, one, i’m a big overthinker, i just rethink about every single choice or word of mine a little too much. Second, my moods are based on the weather…”

Ivy laughs at the look on Diane's face “yea.. My mood everyday kinda depends on how good the weather is.. That's why I'm not as fond of the rain because it makes me kind of depressed and I just shut myself off most of the time. Third, im a bit of a perfectionist so i expect any and all things to be a little too perfect.. If its not what i expect it to be, i just leave that and will not ever touch on it again and i know i should change these things and i am trying so.. yeah “

“okay, something similar but three things you like and three things you dislike”

“I don't like these types of questions!!” she laughs “it makes me think too much to give an answer!! But anyways… hmm three things i like are, one, my husband” she giggles as a small blush is seen on her cheek “well it's true!! I wouldn't have married him if I didn't like him would I?” she giggles “second, i really love what i do so, my career and third, my loved ones! I love my friends and family because they've stuck with me through thick and thin and I'm really grateful for that!” she smiles and gives the camera a little hand heart

“three things i hate are.. Hmm lets see… one, people who do not value privacy. I've said this multiple times and i'll say this again but I do love my fans.. I love them a lot and I wouldn't be here without them. But there are some people who claim that they are fans but do unhinged stuff to get close to me. And like that's why I've sued some people for not valuing my privacy. I got hate for it but honestly I don't care when the privacy and the lives of the people i love are at stake."

"Second, coming back to a slightly normal side, I absolutely hate the smell of fish. I don't know if it's cuz im vegetarian but I always throw up whenever I smell it and third, coming back to a more serious side, I hate the fact that most people on the internet feel like it's their right to comment on us as celebrities or idols or as performers. It's so irritating that they don't even feel sorry for what they say. They don't know how much we over think it and it slowly becomes an insecurity that takes years to wear off.”

“Okay this is your second to last question and the question is, For listeners who may not have heard your music before, can you recommend a few songs that best represent your sound and artistic vision?”

“That is a really good question, oh my god! So I think my discography is quite diverse and I have a lot of songs for different kinds of people who like different things. So the top three songs that i’d recommend to people are, one, vengeance as its called. There's no explanation for that song but I loved making it and loved singing it so that's the first song and second, I have a song called lovers in the night that i co wrote with seori which I absolutely loved and we had a great time writing the song. And third I think is, my whole album called “for us.” which i wrote with yeonjun and its songs dedicated for each other and hence called for us!”

“Okay… last question, can you give us any hints of the upcoming guests you have here?” Diane asks, smiling knowingly. Ivy giggles and wiggles her fingers across the camera

“Well I guess I can.. But most of my friends have not given me exact dates of their free schedule so even i’m not really sure on whos coming” she laughs at herself “so that's all i can tell you now because that's just all i know so” she just shrugs as she smiles.

“That's it for this episode and I hope you guys enjoyed this. I'm so excited for all the things we have in store for you guys and I hope you look forward to it!! So this has been ivy so far and thank you for listening to the ivy incident! Have a good day or good night bye!!”

⋆ ivy taglist ˒ @stealanity @alixnsuperstxr @riikiblr @skz-libby @escapetheash (lmk if u wanna be added or removed)

⋆ priya says ˒ so this is not proofread so read at ur own risk lol <33 but if you've come this far,, please reblog with the bow emoji (🎀) so I know that readers are interactive and writers get the credit they deserve!! so lmk who you want to see on ivys podcast and any feedback tbh!! Happy reading!!

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Gosho Girls, Incorrect Quotes

(There are a couple of quotes that are AokoxAkako, I love them, I couldn't resist! But most of the quotes are platonic. Also, there is an appearance by Conan and Kogoro)

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Aoko: *sends an audio*

Ran: I'm busy now, do you mind if I listen to it later?

Aoko: take your time.

Ran, 20 minutes later: *plays the audio and the first thing she hears are screams and things falling*

Ran: *runs and calls Aoko*

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*Ran has a cold (and she has no filter right now)*

Ayumi: Here you go, a bowl of delicious hot soup.

Ran: It's cold.

Sonoko: a bowl of delicious soup.

Ran: *test it* it tastes horrible.

Conan: a bowl of soup.

Ran: I think this isn't even soup.

Kogoro: a plate with food.

Ran: I doubt this is edible.

All: ...

Ran: and you didn't even serve it on a plate, this is a cooking pot.

Haibara: I told you it was better to call Aoko.

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Akako: If I die, my funeral will be the biggest party ever and you're all invited.

Kazuha: "If"?

Haibara: Great, the only party I'm ever invited to and she might not even die.

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Sonoko: Sera, we didn't want to tell you, but in those clothes you look like a boy.

Sera: am I a cute boy?

Sonoko: the most handsome in all of Japan, you almost made me doubt!

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Ran: I've only known Aoko-chan for 2 minutes, but if something happened to her I would kill everyone in this room and then myself.

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Group chat names:

*Mean (Actually Good) Girls*

A chat for older girls, not Shiho/Haibara because they think she's a little girl.

Members: Sonoko (admin), Ran (mod), Akako (mod), Kazuha, Aoko, Sera.

*Menace dressed in pink*

A chat for all the girls, including Haibara and Ayumi. Swearing is not allowed in this chat.

Members: Ran (admin), Aoko (mod), Kazuha (mod), Haibara/Shiho, Ayumi, Sonoko, Sera, Akako.

*Super strong girls surrounded by nerdy boys*

A chat specifically to complain about the Gosho Boys and their antics.

Members: Aoko (admin), Akako (mod), Ran (mod), Kazuha (mod), Sonoko, Sera, Haibara/Shiho (added her because she insisted that she needed a place to complain about Conan).

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*The Gosho Girls are cursed or a magical creature messes with them*

Automatically Akako: I think I'm going to break some rules of nature and put the world at risk on purpose.

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Ran: It's the sixth time this week I've had a breakdown and it's only Tuesday. Send help.

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Aoko: I just want to tell you, AOKO HAS A BIG CRUSH IN YOU.

Akako, blushing: woh... And why are they here? *points to Ran, Sera and Sonoko, the last one had a sign that said "Let's go Aoko!" but behind it it said "Break her heart and you'll see Akako"

Aoko: I brought them as emotional support.

Ran: Kazuha couldn't come.

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Ayumi: some kids are bothering my friends and I at school...

Ran: well, listen Ayumi, violence is not–

Sonoko: humiliate them in front of everyone so they know that they shouldn't mess with you.

Ran: Sonoko no–

Sonoko: If you want, I'll help you. Let them know that you are officially adopted as part of the Suzuki family.

Ran: Sonoko stop!

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Sera: hey Ran, I have a question.

Ran: yes?

Sera: can a person breathe inside a washing machine while it’s on?

Ran: Why do you ask?

Sera: ...

Ran: and where's Sonoko?

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Ayumi: You're overthinking this.

Haibara: You don't know the appropriate level of thinking, Ayumi. What if I'm underthinking?

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Akako: I have the bisexual right to be dramatic as hell.

Sonoko: and as your friend I also have the right to be damn dramatic.

Aoko, trying to flirt: and I can be the main character.

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Sonoko: *gives an idea*

Sera, impressed: hey, there might be something there!

Ran: Yeah, a lawsuit.

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Kazuha: Now that I think about it, we've never been to Akako's house.

Aoko: that's right, I don't think anyone at school knows where she lives.

Ran: She avoids showing us where she lives. You know what that means.

Sonoko, nodding: she lives in a gothic castle.

Sera, nodding: she has a witchcraft shop to scam people.

Ayumi, nodding: she is rich.

Haibara, nodding: she is a mafia boss.

Aoko, joking: maybe she's a witch like Kaito says!

Kazuha:...

Ran: ...

Akako:...

Ran: no!...she's messy, her house is dirty, things like that! What is wrong with you?!

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Sonoko: I've done stupid things.

Akako, Ayumi and Kazuha: I saw those stupid things.

Sera and Haibara: I recorded those stupid things ("its for a school proyect").

Ran and Aoko: I TRY TO STOP YOU FROM DOING THOSE STUPID THINGS!

Sonoko: and I don't regret anything, I would do it again.

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Ayumi: I don't follow the rules.

Ayumi: I follow cute dogs and cats on social media.

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When Conan puts Sonoko to sleep to solve a case:

Ran: Amazing! Sonoko, your just like Sherlock Homeless!

Conan with Sonoko's voice: IT'S HOLMES!

Ran: *begins to suspect that there is something wrong here because that's how Shinichi always responded to that joke*

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Aoko: Where the devil is Akako?

Sera: Well, it is raining outside... Maybe she melted?

Haibara: Shall I look outside for a pointy hat?

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Shinichi arrives only to disappear shortly after, again.

Sonoko @ Ran: if your boyfriend doesn't change *hits her with a magazine* THEN CHANGE OF BOYFRIEND!!

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*The TV is freaking out*

Haibara: Don't worry, you have to treat an electronic like you treat a patient on life support *unplugs the TV, then plugs it back in again, without changes*

Haibara: Yeah, that didn't work with my sister either.

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Ran: What, I can't be in a bad mood? It's like people think, “Oh, Ran is such a nice person, Ran is so happy-go-lucky! “Ran can’t be in a bad mood!” Well, do you know what? Ran CAN be in a bad mood. And right now, Ran IS in a bad mood.

^^^ Let this girl take a brake^^^

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@quite-a-character here are the Incorrect Quotes I hope you like them ♡

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THE WHITE LILY (Mafia Book #1 - Bang Chan) - Chapter 2 - First meetings

Story masterlist - please consult it for the summary of the story, trigger warnings etc.

General masterlist

Chapter 1 | Chapter 3

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Chapter 2 - First meetings

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The sunlight in the room forced me to wake up, when I found myself naked and alone in the bed I've shared with one of the deadliest mafia leaders out there, CB97, or Bang Chan, as I've found out last night.

Folded women clothes were placed neatly on the bed. I got up and took a shower first, and then dressed the pants and T-shirt laid out for me.

I could now see the beauty of the room I was in clearer, the gold details on the walls and ceiling giving a royal vibe to it.

Mustering up my courage, I breathed in deeply, opened the door and went out of the bedroom.

Voices could be heard coming from downstairs, so I decided to follow them and entered a big kitchen I didn't seem to notice last night.

"Look who's up! Slept well?" Bang Chan winked at me, a slight smirk plastered across his face, and pointed me towards an empty seat.

I scanned the room and saw 2 girls and 7 other boys around the table, all of them except for one unknown.

One ally, I grinned, throwing a glance at the familiar face that watched me perplexed from the other side of the table.

~Flashback, 5 years ago~

"Shade, go, quick! Target's in room C, second bedroom to the left after you get up the stairs." my partner's voice ringed through the earpiece I was wearing.

"Going." I answered and hurried to the location.

The door was opened, revealing a dark room, illuminated only by a shy lamp. The first thing I've noticed was an injured boy I couldn't recognise laying on the ground and groaning in pain, holding his abdomen, a pool of blood forming under him.

Seeing me, he quietly mouthed "behind the door".

Without making any sound, I've turned my gun to the door and started firing mercilessly.

"FUCK, ARGH" I heard on the other side of the door, but soon enough the room grew silent, except for the groans the boy on the floor let out every few seconds.

My target was dead.

"Done." I tapped on the earpiece after making sure the bastard wasn't breathing anymore.

"Amazing as usual. Now get out of there, Shade."

Despite my partner not being able to see me, I nodded and went back to the door.

I had every intention to leave, but turning my head once more and seeing the boy looking at me helplessly, I couldn't help but overthink it.

*sigh*

He looked young, probably a few years younger than me, and he seemed to be in great pain.

*Don't think about anything, Emilia. Just go* an inner voice tried to tell me, but as usual, I couldn't listen to it.

I hurried to the boy and turned him on his back, which made him groan in pain once again.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"With that injury, I wouldn't talk if I were you. Let's just say that I'm your guardian angel."

His injury was severe, but if I managed to stop the bleeding, he would live.

"Is anyone coming for you?"

"Yes."

"Then you have to stay awake until they come, okay? I will stop the bleeding and bandage the wound a bit, but you will need proper and immediate medical attention as soon as your friends get here."

"Why are you saving me?"

"Because you don't deserve to die."

"How would you know? You don't know me. I might be a cold-blooded murdered."

"That's true." I chuckled. "However... did you already forget about our friend behind the door? Who am I to judge?"

"So, why don't you ask me anything?"

"Like what?"

"Like what my name is."

"If that will make you shut up, then fine. What's your name?"

"Jeongin. Yours?"

"They call me Shade. Let me guess: mafia war?"

"Shade? That sounds really badass. Mhm. I'm from SKZ."

"So we're enemies." I grinned.

"Kill me, then."

"What for? You didn't do anything to me."

"But I might in the future, since we're rivals."

"Then make sure to return the favour if that time comes." I playfully slapped his face two times and got up.

The boy smiled.

"Gotta go now, nice to meet you, Jeongin. Live." I said, as I left the room in a hurry.

~End of Flashback~

"Why does she have to join us?!" one of the girls around the table said spitefully. "Didn't she try to kill you 12 hours ago, Chris?"

"Shut the fuck up, Hyo." Jeongin replied.

"Don't you dare speak like that to me, boy."

"I will speak however the fuck I want."

"Now, now. Stop it, you two." Chan said, raising his hands in the air, making the two stop bickering.

"It's great to see you, Shade." Jeongin smiled.

"Glad you're alive, kid."

"Waitwaitwait" another one of the men I later found out is called Han spoke. "She's Shade? Like, the Shade?"

"Wait, what am I missing?" Another man with dark hair and black clothes intervened.

"Changbin, remember our mission with the senator on Fable Street from five years ago?" Han asked.

"Fuck, how could I forget? We were sure we're gonna lose Innie that night."

"She's the one who saved me." Jeongin boasted with pride.

All eyes turned on me, except for Chan's, who seemed unbothered.

"So she's why you're calling yourself Shadow, Jeongin?! Shade sounds super cool though. My code name's Dark." Changbin said.

"Not SpearB?" Han laughed. "You screamed at us last week to use that one!"

"Dark – that's right up my alley." I winked. "And wait, your code name is Shadow? Oh my!" I replied shocked, taking in the new info.

"Hey, why are you ignoring me?!" Han screamed loudly.

"Her real name is Emilia Jeong." The leader intervened.

"Emilia..." Jeongin muttered, more for himself, his mouth turning into a slight curve.

"These right here are, from left to right: Hyunjin, Felix, Han – or Jisung, Hyo, Changbin, Momo, Seungmin – or Sky, Minho – called Lee Know, Jeongin and, of course, me, you can also call me Chris. The gang's much bigger, of course, but we are the core. Welcome to the team."

The boys gave me a round of applauds and then went on with their previous conversation, as if it was never interrupted.

"Wait, why did you buy another one?" Changbin chuckled, grabbing a camera from Seungmin's hands. "Don't you have like 10 others?"

"This one's different."

"Sure is." The dark boy rolled his eyes.

"Well, I could say the same to you. Didn't you buy another dumbbell like 2 days ago? You gym junkie."

I blurred out their conversation and stood up, heading to the fridge to get some cold water, when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Can we talk outside?" the boy with fox-like features smiled.

We went through the back door leading to the garden and he gave me a tour. The garden was full of flowers painted in every possible colour, having a beautiful contrast to the green, freshly cut grass.

"I'm so glad to see you again." Jeongin started. "Ever since that night, I've been thinking about you every day."

"Hm?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I just wanted to find you and thank you properly." He grabbed my hand and held it tightly. "But I didn't have any luck. As soon as the sun would shine up my alley and I'd hear of the famous "Shade", you'd vanish into thin air. You weren't anywhere to be found."

"That's good. It means our mafias didn't have much to say to each other these past few years."

"Did you really leave yours?"

"Mhm. Or should I say- they left me?" I continued, bitterly. "Chan assured me they'll think I'm dead, though."

"He keeps his word. You can trust him."

"I hope so..."

"And... you also have me. I owe you my life."

"No, you don't." I chuckled. This boy was too naïve for his own good.

"I do, and I'll keep my promise, if the time comes." He held my hand tighter and looked deeply in my eyes. It was as if his eyes were searching mine for something... "Shade- no, Emilia... You are the reason why I am who I am today."

"Am I interrupting?" Chan's voice came from behind us, making us both turn our heads.

"Emilia, lunch's at 12, then we'll have a meeting to discuss our next mission. I wanted to personally let you know that you are expected to participate."

"Understood." I nodded.

"And I want to show you to your room."

"Can't I keep the one I slept in last night?"

Chan chuckled at my question.

"Only if you don't mind sharing."

I could swear I saw Jeongin throw him daggers with his eyes for a brief moment, before his glance became indifferent.

"Man, I can't believe that beautiful room is already taken!" I groaned, making Chan giggle a little.

"This one will be yours."

"Pretty close to yours, huh? Just down the hallway" I winked.

"Yea. To your right is Han's room and to your left is Hyo's."

"That bitch."

"Don't say that. She could've been nicer, yea, but she's a nice girl." Chan cut me off.

"You have a crush on her or something?"

"Why, are you jealous?" his face came close to mine, lips almost touching.

"Should I be?" I tugged his collar and pulled him closer, crashing my lips on his and licking his top lip, teasing him.

He was quick to react, putting his hands on my butt and squeezing it.

"Fuck baby, you're such a tease." He moaned.

Suddenly, we heard a loud opening of the door and we let go of each other, staring surprised at the hallway.

"Did y'all see a ghost or something?" Han asked, seeing us stand there guilty. "Cause if you did, you better tell me to get the fuck out of here!"

All of us started chuckling.

"Then, if all's set, should we go eat?" Chan asked.

"Yea we should! I'm starving!" Exclaimed Han.

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criolla-star · 14 days

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Overwhelmed(Vinny x Garmadon)part24

(I suggest you check out part 1-23 if you haven't already)

(haijhajhjhsjaj HERE'S ANOTHER PART BECAUSE I LOVE YOU GUYS I KNOW I REALLYS SHOULDN'T BE DOING THIS BUT I CAN'T RESIST MYSELF)

Garmadon got up, "Thank you brother" he said as he stretched. "I'm always here to listen to you brother, try not to overthink about Vinny too much" Wu replied as his brother left. The oni walked around wondering what to do mainly due to the fact Vinny wanted some space. "Maybe I can find Lloyd" Garmadon thought as he began looking for his son.

(With Nya and Vinny) "Soooo..?" Nya said, "Sooo....?"a confused Vinny replied. The water ninja let out a sigh, "How was it?" Nya asked hearing this made Vinny blush as he remembered more about the events last night with Garmadon. "Well it was good..." the cameraman said embarrassingly to Nya making her burst out laughing. "Not gonna lie...I can see why he gets along with you though" the water ninja said, "Hmm? You can? And why is that?" Vinny asked as he took a sip of the chamomile tea she made for his lost voice.

"You're a really nice guy and from what I see you get along with everyone...hey I'm wondering how did any of your friends react to finding out Garmadon was your roommate?" Nya asked curiously as she scrolled through her phones texting Jay about their date tomorrow. "Friends? Oh no I honestly don't really hang out with people that I don't have someone I'm connected to" Vinny chuckled out, hearing this the water ninja stared at him, "That...is the most unbelievable thing I've heard how can you not have any friends?" Nya asked dumbfounded, "I-I never said I didn't have friends" the cameraman said trying to make himself not seem like a loner. "Do you have friends?" Nya asked, "Not really" Vinny said as realisation hit him, "Damn! I really am a loner!" the cameraman yelled out, "SHHH not yelling, you're gonna strain your voice more" Nya said "And you just made my point" she added.

Vinny smiled awkwardly, "But when some of the people at my work place found out they were weirded out and said...things..." Vinny said his voice becoming quieter. Hearing this made Nya feel really bad, "Well forget them! They don't know the first thing about you or Garmadon!" Nya said out trying to comfort Vinny. "And honestly when I was a kid me and my brother didn't have much friends most of the kids found it weird we didn't have parents, but...I'm happy now that I know they're safe and they left to protect us" Nya said, Vinny smiled, "Honestly I guess the closest I've had to a friend is Gayle and I barely get along with her" the cameraman said.

"So did they just find you weird when they found out Garmadon was living with you" Nya asked she was a little more hesitant with the questions not wanting to get into anything to personal. "Not really...most of them found me weird to begin with but when they found about Garmadon I guess it just proved them right" Vinny responded. "Hah! Well sucks to be them your boyfriend is now Garmadon, I bet if he found about them talking shit about you he would kill them, so don't you dare listen to them they're idiots you're anything but weird" Nya said, "Yea...I guess Garm would do that for me...but I haven't told him about any of this and I don't plan to, I don't want him thinking he's the reason I'm thought to be weird or anything he usually takes things the wrong way and thinks I'm angry or upset at him..." Vinny said as he drank more tea.

"Well then if you won't tell him you're always free to talk to me about any problems, I know what it's like to be thought to be different, when I first became a ninja everyone thought it was weird and that I was weird but I ignored them and kept pushing and just like you I got together with the love of my life, Jay." Nya said hearing this made the cameraman feel way better, "Yea I guess..." Vinny said, Nya let out a sigh, "Well that's enough sad talk how about I go get Garmadon for you, you look like you want him" the water ninja chuckled out earning a nod from Vinny.

Nya left the room leaving Vinny alone with his thoughts.

(wooooo hope you enjoy of course I gave you another part)

#garmadon #ninjago #survivalshipping #fanfiction #vinnyofngtvnews #vinnyxgarmadon #gay #nya ninjago #master wu

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sinnohqueen · 3 months

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nobody is awake i can make an embarrassing vent post

lately it's been bothering me more that I just genuinely do not know how I will ever be able to function at a full-time job. like the past year and a half since starting the one I'm at now, I've really improved--haven't called out bc anxiety, became one of the people they call in most bc I am reliable, etc. but also I feel like I have such a long way to go

and I get burnt out so easily. it's part-time and retail and I get like 13-20 hrs a week. if I didn't live with my parents I'd be fucked LMAO but I also obviously don't want to keep doing this. but sometimes working so many days in a row is mentally taxing, I get socially burnt out and irritable, and it's frustrating because I have a customer facing job

I've been asking them to train me on more things that aren't so customer facing (not telling them why ofc lmao just saying I want to be more helpful and learn everything) but I always seem to fuck everything up. idk if it's me being too hard on myself or that I'm incompetent. I ask too many questions, I get caught up in small details bc if I don't have every single little detail known then I get stuck and have to ask MORE questions lmao. and I know it absolutely frustrates my coworkers & managers

I also feel like a lot of the time socializing is like. navigating a fucking minefield. sometimes it's so easy and effortless for me which is weird lol. then other times I just feel like I keep picking the wrong dialogue option in a video game lmao. especially with my boss, some days she's chill and I can talk with her but there are days where I don't know how to read her tone, idk if she's being passive aggressive or she's frustrated with me or what and I don't want to piss her off so I'm afraid to ask but also I need to know if I'm just reading into things wrong and getting upset or what

also I cry so fucking easily I hate it lmao. I get so upset at myself. I want people to tell me if I mess up so I can correct it and learn but at the same time I am SO shit with criticism. and just. idk there's more and I have to get ready for work now and I'm nervous about it lmao. but just idk I don't know what to do, I definitely gotta schedule a therapy appointment and get back to it again but I also don't feel like my therapist gives me good feedback but then again. is it me. I'm just overthinking everything alright bye I'll delete this after work osidfjsdoifjsdf

#like if I'm this stressed over a part-time job. yknow. idk

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janesgms · 1 year

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My big 6 as Princesses

Leo Ascendant: Rapunzel

Do I need to say much about it? I think Rapunzel is the embodiment of Leo Ascendant. Although I am not a blonde (even though sometimes I want to paint my hair blonde or red lol - my friends tempt me tbh), I see myself a lot in her. Our way of illuminating a whole room with our energy (I'm very humble I know lmaoooo), our glowing vibes, our contagious happiness and laugh, our vibe in general, our clumsy way most of the times, our turning head beauty, our type for men, and the most important thing: our long-ass hair that takes a lot of compliment most of the times haha

Sagittarius Sun & Mercury: Merida

Ok but I relate so much with Merida in a personal level, even my relationship with my mom is the same I swear. Our way of acting on impulsive mode 100% of the time, our need of going out in adventures and to release ourselves from fitting in a box, the way we share our opinions proudly and we can be funny without trying much, the way we do crazy things without thinking about the consequences, the way we like to show our potential to anyone who doesn't believe it, the way we absolutely do not accept when someone tries to control us, the way we say what's on our minds most of the times

5H Sun & Mercury: Tinker Bell

Can we ignore the fact she's not an actual princess? Because I need to put her in here. She's one of the characters I've related the most since I was a child tbh. I'm gonna be honest here that Inwas a child kind of spoiled (also being an only child helps), and when things didn't go as I planned, I got mad just like her, I remember my dad saying to my child me that I was just like her, even the red cheeks lmao. I just feel like her energy in general is a lot like mine and the way we're hardworkes, oh my gosh I really love her movies and she was one of the characters that made me who I am today. The nostalgia is feral

Gemini Moon: Anna

The overthinking, the way we feel like we can fix even people who are unfixable, the clumsy way (again), the way we can fall for the most shitbag men in the world without seeing their red flags, the way we embark in the most random situations without even meaning to, the way we speak without thinking and mess up our relationships with it but we try to fix things one more time, the hope we feel because we need to hold on to something before we lose our minds, etc

11H Moon: Charlotte

She needed more screen time lol, she's such a funny character and she NEEDED her prince charming lol. Ok, now I'm confused if she actually fits my moon house but I just really relate to her and I'm gonba put her here because she's my comfort character lmao, the exxagerated way of acting sometimes? check. the need to find love and happiness? check check. the vanity sometimes because we like to feel glamorous? check. and also our ingenuity sometimes lol (istg i'm not an intitulated person but this post can say something else? I swear I'm just trying to show my best sides here guys)

Aquarius Venus: Bella

The way we find pleasure in reading and seeking knowledge in a variety of stories, the way we find love and the most diverse universes, the way fall in love with the most unique creatures because we're focused on what's inside, the way we stand our ground even when the situation is against us, our courage. (I just think Bella has everything to do with aquarius venus in general, this placement is so her)

7H Venus: Cinderella

(+ my 7H Neptune) The way we would do anything for love, the way we can let people step on us sometimes because of our ingenuity, the way we live in our dreams and in our own heads to escape reality, the way we have dreams of finding our one true love, the way we want to stay loyal to only one man our whole life as long as is reciprocal, the generosity we feel towards everyone even if the person has been bad to us (The fact she's always been my favorite princess since I was a child)

Taurus Mars: Moana

The stubborn personality, the need to impose our beliefs when we think it's very important, the way we would do anything and get aboard in any adventure just to save our loved ones and seek the truth, the love we have for our home land but witha desire of getting to know something else. This one was shorter but idk how to explain properly, is the vibes yk?

10H Mars: Elsa

The need to be seen as perfect, the pressure people put on us, the cold way of acting in front of others when you're actually breaking down inside, the urge to release all the negativity stuck inside us, the way we work hard in our job and we can be very responsible when necessary, the way we put our head on top of our heart in the professional field, the way we can be the greatest in everything because we put our whole heart and soul when we enjoy something, the pessimistic way we see things sometimes... Yes I've put Elsa and Anna but to explain myself I also feel like there are two little devils or more fighting inside my head to see who's gonna command so maybe that's it (yeah let's put the fault on my gemini moon and taurus mars who have nothing to in commom with each other lol)

#astrology #astro notes #astro observations #astro community #aesthetic #astrology observations #saturn #synastry #ascendant #astrology notes #sun #mercury #venus #mars #rising

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