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oomisgerm · 3 years

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Suna being mistaken to be an Uber driver

Genre: crack!

Summary: You typed a wrong number (which is Suna’s) begging him to pick you up. He was annoyed thinking it was Atsumu pranking him at first. He decided to be your ‘uber driver’ because of your desperation. He enjoyed riling you up so he take advantage of you saying that you’ll pay him and his lunch not sexually 😳 but he kinda teased y/n and he insisted that it is a date then.

A/n: So this is my first time writing a fic so bear with me 🤧

You feel the blood in your body drained that your phone only have 4% left, forgetting to plug it in before you sleep last night.

You just ate lunch but due to the stress and excitement to an opportunity for a big shot job interview that you were waiting for in years you momentarily forgot about it while stress eating

now that you finally got the chance you don’t know if you’re going to make it there. You feel like you’re going to throw up with the anxiety you’re feeling now since you know you can’t have a second chance there.

You were already talking to an uber driver and you weren’t sure if they accepted

Panicking, you thought that you need to forget about your shyness and ask the person beside you to borrow their phone for a moment to talk to your driver.

But you typed the wrong digit at the last part as your phone automatically turned off and send a message begging to the person that you mistook to be your driver.

Suna was watching something on his TV finally having some rest from the exessive training the past few weeks. On these rare occasions he avoid getting drag by Atsumu to go to his brother’s resto.

But multiple notifications from an unknown number pops off spamming him. He checked just in case there’s an emergency only to be confused.

“Halo hehe I know it’s lunch time but please, my life depends on u, Please don’t cancel on me! I’ll pay extra!! And for ur lunch!”

“My phone died so I borrowed a phone from a stranger so please 🥺 don’t leave me hanging!”

“Where are you?😖😭”

I only have one chance for this interview and Im broke but I will LITERALLY GIVE ALL THE MONEY I HAVE LEFT IF U PICK ME UP 🤧”

He sighed having enough of Atsumu’s pranks so he ignored it. The messages stop for a moment

“Helo? :D”

“I’m sorry for bothering but you’re my only chance on this :(”

You waited for a reply but still none came. You teared up looking to the person you borrowed the phone from, but they just smiled and said that they are not in a rush, but still you see them looking on their wristwatch.

Suna being done messaged Atsumu to stop messing with him when he’s trying to take a break from hell

And Atsumu replied with “tf u talking about bro?”

“Stop spamming me with this Uber shit, I’m not gonna pick you up”

“The hell? I’m literally driving” and he send a video of him driving with Sakusa in the front sit with Bokuto and Hinata being chaotic at the back.

Suna did not replied and read the messages from the number

The owner of the phone politely asked for their phone back because they were about to leave. You asked for a moment tearing up so they let you be.

“Theyre rlly about to leave please reply if youre gonna cancel on me just so I could know if I’m just going to walk back home :’(”

“Sorry for spamming but I’m panicking right now, it’s wrong to just leave people hanging u know?😞”

Suna sighed not believing what he about to do picking up his car keys and heading out. he’s pissed but not heartless for seeing the desperation on your messages.

“Where are you?” Suna replied

You feel a sudden relief but still you heart is racing

“THANK GOD YOU REPLIED!!😭🤧”

“I’m here in (Address) :< ”

“Ok” Suna replied

“OK THANK YOU!🥺😩, Im gonna return the phone back so don’t reply”

“Btw I’m wearing a suit! And my name is y/n”

You returned the phone to the person saying thank you and sorry, you feel so lucky that this person beared with you. If they did not you’re probably going to spend a few months or so unemployed.

You’re lucky that Suna is near the place where you are but as for him? Not so lucky. He was contemplating on his way about why do he have to do this, regretting every second that he took pity. He could have been resting now.

You have no choice just to wait since your phone is dead, and only a few minutes of waiting an expensive looking car stops infront of you. You step back knowing that you’re blocking someones way in.

The window opened and the person inside called for your name, you were confused and you look around if someone heard, that maybe you only have the same name.

But he called again so you looked to see the person looking at you with an annoyed expression, so you pointed to yourself

Damn why do you have to look aggressive sir? You thought to yourself

“You’re y/n right?” You nodded then he said “get in”

You were shocked like who the hell is this man, are you getting kidnapped? And for many chances that this can happen, it needs to be this day? THE DAY OF YOUR MOST IMPORTANT JOB INTERVIEW

You were about to run before anything happens but he added “I’m the...uber driver” as he sighed looking more irritated, hand over at the back of his neck

You want to keep you mouth shut on the ride but it was your first time riding a car this expensive you can’t help to ask the attractive looking driver

He looks so big compared to your figure and he looks intimidating but you didn’t even hesitate to asked “Am I in a sort of kind of prank?” You were looking for cameras

Suna was dumbfounded with your question.

“You’re an uber driver driving around with this car?” Suna just looked at you but you weren’t looking astonised to the interior of the car

He shook his head. Then you speak again “oh wait...Am I gonna be charged more? Is this like a special service or something?!” You were saving up because you’re unemployed so you really need to be careful with your expenses so you panicked.

Suna looked at you then back to the road amused with your reaction “but then you said that you will literally give all your money if I pick you up”

You gulped “I did? I just said that I’ll pay extra and pay for your lunch” Suna looked at you raising an eyebrow

“Are you asking me out?”

You feel a heat creeping on your face. “No I am not. I just want to make up for my disturbance during your break”

“It’s ok, It’s a yes for me” he saw that you didn’t get what he mean so he cleared “I’ll go out with you”

Suna shamelessly look at you up and down you were shocked and immediately covered you body with your bag

Suna smirked feeling the urge to rile you up since you’re the one who put him into this situation

You were astounded that the driver really manage to say that to a passenger like is he not scared having a bad review for hitting on them? But you thought that maybe he really don’t mind. tots won’t decline a moment like this from this guy 👀

“Aren’t you gonna get fired for hitting on you passengers?”

“Why would I?”

“Uhm because it’s like inappropriate?” You said looking at him all scared you wanted to look normal but you can’t help it.

You beg yourself to look normal so you won’t provoke him becuase you are in a dangerous line here

you don’t even know if this person is really going to drop you off your destination.

Suna chuckled, not expecting how this day’s events will turn out like this, talking to this crazy passenger when he’s not even an Uber driver

After a moment, of you being a dumb bitch again, you asked “Is this like your side job? You know for extra income? Like what the hell do you need the extra income for? having this car and an iphone? And sure yeah you’re also wearing an apple watch” as you glanced to his wrist

“This is not a side job” Suna replied looking at the road with his elbow resting agaisnt the window with his head leaning on his knuckle while his other hand grips on the stirring wheel.

Suna was thinking about many ways to tease you without really crossing the line because he’s basically a stranger.

You saw him smirk which brings a flush in your cheeks affecting you in a way that you don’t want to feel

Remembering asking if this is a special service and he did not answer that. Having this expensive car for a pick up? A driver too hot that he can be a model if he chose to? Is this a new deal in uber? What the hell? You thought to yourself

adding things up your cheeks flushed red when Suna look at your side looking at you darkly with a serious smirk on his face

“So what special service do you want to try?”

“W-w..What?” Your face too red and your heart beating so fast feeling that you’re about to have a heart attack

“We’re still nowhere near you need to be, so decide now if you want to use the time you still have because this is a special offer you see”

You were confused stopping yourself to think about dirty thoughts but the red flush in your face won’t go away boosting Suna’s ego.

“Uhh.. no I’m fine thank you”

“You sure? That’s unfortunate because this might be your only chance”. You hear the playfull sound in his voice knowing that he is smirking you blushed once more but you have high spirits to defend yourself.

You need to clear your name. Embarrassed with the strange situation you thought you’re in to. So you muster all the courage you have left.

“I don’t go out paying guys, I can get a guy I want without bribe or something you know!”

“If that’s the case then why are you paying me?” He tried to stopped laughing just so he could look like he’s genuinely confused leaving a smirk in his face.

Now you think you’re right with your assumption 💀

“WOW! Excuse me sir! I will pay you because you’re my uber driver not because you’re some-“ you stopped not knowing what to say

“some?” Suna is waiting for you to continue raising you an eyebrow looking at you then back at the road

“some...” you shutdown.

“Some?”

“Stop asking me”

“I’m genuinely confused right now y/n” Suna said as you glared at him, thinking how smoothly he can say your name, when you’re here referring to him as ‘hot uber driver’

You decided to say it because you’re feeling that he will continue to bug you “somee...callboy”

Suna could not hold his laughter, so you freaked out not accepting that it might be your last word if you both died in an accident.

Caused of death? The driver laughed too hard when a passenger assumed he’s a callboy.

“Hey focus on the road!” You said hiding your face embarassed.

Suna is taking back his words a while ago that he regrets doing this, since he’s laughing his ass off at the moment.

“A callboy huh?” He smirked and laughed again

There’s something with his laughter that annoys you, but in a good way... but STILL it’s annoying because you know that this man is intentionally making fun of you 😡

“Stop!” Avoiding his gaze wanting to cry because of the embarrassment

“First you thought of me as your uber? And now I’m a callboy?” He is still laughing which annoys you more.

“What??...” You stared at him blankly and he stared back when he stopped over a stop light.

smirking at you while he slowly close the gap between you, a panic spreading all over you face.

“a-are-...you not my uber?” You asked, sweating profusely.

“I’m not”.

You started screaming wanting to go out of the car, you already open the door but the seatbelt stops you in your track

You did not pay for this! Sure he’s hot but what’s happening right now is not justifiable you’re too scared to be turned on with the events unravelling between you and this kidnapper

Suna laughed even more feeling little cramps in his stomach, he is definitely not a person who typically laughs like this but somehow you made him to be like this

“Hey! Hey! Wait! I’m just messing with you!” As he reach out to your elbows pulling you and asking you to close the door because the car behind you is getting restless.

“Dude wtf, I’ll make sure that you’ll get fired after this I swear to god!” You stated with an exasperated expression at him.

You were so scared and paranoid so you watch out where he’s bringing you.

“Ok so I’m really not your uber driver...” he watched you carefully and before you react he speaked “but you spammed a wrong number and begged me y/n so I took pity on you and decided to give you a good service” for a moment he looked genuine but his cocky smirk returned

“WHY DID YOU NOT TELL ME AT THE FIRST PLACE?!” you look at him with disbelief

“Because I just want this to be over plus...you’re hopeless.” He looked at you but you glared which only satisfied him

“I’m supposed to be resting today but someone decided for me to be their uber driver” he scoff

You’re pissed off at him for riling you up but there’s no denying that you’re in his debt so you avoid his gaze glaring at the sight outside

You notice that you’re already near. You’re annoyed but still thankfull to him

“I’ll pay you...” as you look at him still glaring but you did not want to meet his eyes “and your lunch” you finally said.

You see him wearing that annoying smirk but it makes your heart falter that annoys you more.

“Asking me out again huh?”

“I’m not”

“Uhm..ok? Whatever makes you sleep at night kitten” he chuckled

You blushed to the nickname “KITTEN? AND WHERE THE HELL DID THAT CAME FROM?”

“We’re practically dating now right? That’s called endearment kitten”

“You’re mad! I don’t even know your name!”

“Suna Rintarō but you can also call me daddy” he smirk and bit his lower lip which made you fluster but he only did it to stop himself for laughing at your reaction.

You didn’t even realized that you were already infront of you dream company.

“Ok I’ll wait for you down here, and I’ll decide where to eat since you’re begging to go out with me” he said seriously

This guy is really getting into my nerves you thought as you try to massage your temples

“You’re gonna have to wait for a while I think” you manage to say because you’re really thankfull for this man’s help. If it wasn’t for him you couldn’t have made it here.

“I’ll wait for you kitten, goodluck on your interview”

Your heart skipped and there’s no denying that your face looks like a tomato

“Kiss you goodluck?” Suna asked teasing you

“No, Suna” you glared at him as you walk out the door and as soon as you turn you back at him you can’t help to smile. You feel mad and flustered at the same time.

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dylanobrienisbatman · 6 years

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oh heyyyy can i please have pirate mechanic and 22?? I'M SO EXCITED

…in a rush of adrenaline.

Raven wasn’t one to be afraid of anything, ever. She was a zero g mechanic, a literal ASTRONAUT, who had been to OUTER SPACE in nothing more than a space suit, for fucks sake. She’d been sky diving, bungee jumping, zip lining, she used to go bouldering off the sides of mountains for fun before she got hurt and her leg wouldn’t let her. She was an adrenaline junkie, to put it mildly, but the one thing she never, ever did, was ride a motorcycle. Everything else, every other insane crazy thing she did, there was a modicum of safety to it. In space, everyone was trained to know exactly what to do, and everything was tested to perfection before she went. Sure it was dangerous, but it was all SCIENCE. She wasn’t afraid of science. Sky diving and bungee jumping and zip lining were SAFE, they had to be for people to be able to pay to do it as excursions. Normal average people could go bungee jumping on vacation. Bouldering was a little risky, but she never went high enough that she could have DIED from the fall, maybe gotten pretty hurt, but she went with friends, and knew the safety rules. Motorcycles though? There was nothing safe about that. In a fast car, you had some kind of buffer, some level of protection from seatbelts and airbags, but on a motorcycle you had nothing. You were out in the open, strapped to nothing, a helmet and some leather if you were smart, flying down the road. When she saw motorcycles weaving in and out of cars on the freeway, she scoffed, and hoped she wouldn’t see them being scraped off the road with a shovel later. She assumed no smart person would ever put themselves in that kind of danger.

And then she met Ezekiel Shaw.

Zeke used to be an Air Force Pilot, and then he was a scientist for NASA. He worked on the crafts on the ground that she worked on in space, and was damn good at it, though she’d never tell him that. He was brilliant, the first person she ever met who could match wits with her day in, day out. And Zeke Shaw rode his Harley into work. Every. Single. Day.

She scolded him for it when they first met, spouting statistics about deaths by motorcycle at him from memory, but he just smirked, waved her off, called her a “fraidy-cat” (yes, he used that exact phrase. He wasn’t catholic anymore, but he had been raised that way, and never swore, ever), and tugged his helmet on, roaring away out of the parking lot while she climbed into her car.

Her relationship with Zeke was a complex one. On the one hand, he was her friend, a great friend, a confidant who she bounced ideas off of and worked well with, her equal in brains and wit. On the other hand, he was delicious to look at and Raven wanted to jump his bones. This combination made the fact that he rode that stupid motorcycle very troubling to her, and it took a toll on her mental state. She got in the habit of calling him around the time she knew he’d be home every day, under the guise of wanting to talk about work or some new theory she was studying, but really she was just checking to make sure he made it home every day, alive. She always offered to swing by and pick him up when they would make plans, even though it was well out of her way, because the idea of him getting on that bike to come see her and then becoming road burn in the process made her sick to her stomach, but he always turned her down, and always showed up in one piece.

They had known each other about a year and 3 months, when the universe conspired against her.

She had called Zeke to see if he wanted to come into work with her on a Sunday and help her run a simulation she had been tossing around, and he lept at the chance, like always. He had been helping her write the simulation, and plan the program for almost two months, and she knew he’d want to see it through. It was pouring rain, so she offered him a ride, as always, and he turned her down, as always, showing up to work at the same time as she did even though she knew he lived an extra 15 minutes further away. They spent the whole Sunday in the lab, downing espresso shots from the bosses machine in her office and running and re-running the simulation, ordering thai takeout while they tried to get it perfect. It was late, almost 9pm, when they finally called it a day, and headed out the door, walked into the parking lot, and Raven realised she had left her lights on all day long. She tried to start her car twice, but she knew she would need a jump and there was no one around , the lab was almost 10 miles from town. She thought about calling a tow, but calling a tow for a jump seemed stupid, there would be people at the office tomorrow who could give her a jump, and she was halfway through trying to price out an Uber when Zeke shoved a helmet in front of her face.

“Come on Reyes, you’re really gonna pay for an Uber when I can just take you home myself?”

“No way. No way in hell am i getting on that deathtrap.” She kept typing in her address.

“You’ll have to get one back in the morning too, and you know its like… 30 bucks both ways. Thats $60 you could avoid by just strapping on this helmet and letting me take you home.”

“No way!! I dont care how much it costs, im so not doing that.”

“Look. I know you think its unsafe, but the rain stopped at like noon, the roads are bone dry, and I promise ill go slow.” He had this twinkle in his eye that was very distracting, and the sight of him holding that helmet, leaning against the hood of her car, was doing funny things to her stomach. She glared at him.

“Do you kn-“

“do you know how many people die on those things every day?” He raised his voice a bit, to a squeaky annoying pitch, and had to jump away when she smacked at him.

“The only reason you got away is because im a cripple.” She snarked, and he laughed. “Yeah sure, blame the leg.” He said, dancing a little further away, and then coming in close, holding the helmet out. “You can pay for that Uber if you want, but I promise, I wont let anything happen to you.” She eyed him, and the bike, wary.

“Come on Reyes, you ride up into space on a ship i work on.” His voice was all teasing, but there was something else dancing behind his eyes. “Don’t you trust me, Raven?”

He barely ever used her first name, but his sincerity was like a gut punch. He was standing really close now, just enough space for the helmet between them. Finally, she took a deep breath, shut her eyes, and grabbed the helmet in both hands.

“If we die on this damn bike, I’m going to spend our entire afterlife beating your ass.” She said, pulling it down over her head, walking over to the bike.

He sat down on the front, popping the kick stand and sliding forward enough for her to fit. He pulled out a small metal bar that had been hidden in the bike, on her right side. She knew she looked shocked, and even though he couldn’t see it through the helmet, he knew anyway.

“I was always hoping i’d get you on this thing, so i added a place for you to put your leg, since i know you can’t keep it bent for so long.” She couldn’t see his face either, and she thought maybe that was a good thing. She slid onto the bike, behind him, and propped her leg up on the stand, wrapping her arms around his solid middle.

“Remember. If we die. Perpetual ghost world ass kicking.” She called, as the bike roared to life, vibrating underneath her. He laughed, nodding, and they took off.

The speed of it was unreal, the wind whipping all her clothes and the hair that was coming out of the bottom of her helmet, and she held on tighter as the sped up. He zipped down the roads, taking every turn with ease, and even though she knew he had to be going slower than he normally did, her heart rate was a million beats a minute and she could feel her adrenaline rushing through her body. She squeezed him again, and he took one hand off the bike for a second to squeeze her forearm, to reassure her. She kept her head on his shoulder, and somehow keeping her eyes open was better than closed, so she just watched as the trees zipped by, and headlights from other cars came in and out of view. The longer they rode, the more comfortable she got, and soon it was just a rush of adrenaline, and she could feel herself loosening up, smiling, until she finally sat back a little, keeping herself still firmly around his waist, and whooped into the night air. He turned his head, and she couldn’t see his face but she knew he was laughing at her, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. The ride took about 20 minutes, and when they pulled into her complex parking lot, her heart rate wouldn’t quit. He popped the kick stand on his bike, and they pulled off their helmets. He got off first, and helped her off, and maybe it was the adrenaline, maybe it was the blood rushing through her ears, or maybe it was just him, close and tall and grinning ear to ear, but something came over her.

“See, Reyes, told you you wo-“

She cut him off with her lips, throwing her arms around his neck, running her fingers over his scalp and pulling him down to her, kissing him hard. He was frozen in shock for a second, but then he responded with ferocity. He opened his mouth to her, letting her tongue slide across his teeth, and wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her into the air and spinning her around. When he set her back on solid ground, and they broke the kiss, she tucked her face into his chest, holding him close.

“If you say I told you so, I’ll never kiss you again.” She muttered into his chest.

“Does that mean if i DON’T say it, you will kiss me again?” The hopeful tilt to his voice got her to look up, and his eyes were bright, a smile threatening to break his cheeks. She leaned up, pressing a kiss into his cheek.

“So I’ll definitely need that ride in the morning.” She whispered, into his ear, close and intentionally low.

“Yeah,” he said, failing at nonchalant, “what time should i swing by.”

She smirked up at him, taking him by the hand, leading him towards the door of her building.

“I’d say just whenever we wake up is good.” He tugged her back in for a kiss, quick and easy. The adrenaline was still rushing in her ears as she tugged him into her apartment, towards her room, but she wasn’t sure it was from the motorcycle anymore.

#Pirate mechanic #modern au #zaven #kiss prompt #zeke x raven #the 100 #zaven fanfiction #raven reyes #zeke shaw #the 100 fanfiction #prompt response #my writing #fanfic

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nostalgiccomplexities · 7 years

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10.3.17

Tuesday. Had to be up early to head to the airport, didn't feel ready to fly out. Take my first flight from Jax to Atlanta before our flight to LA. It was on the flight from Atlanta to LA that I messaged Abbi letting her know I would be in town soon. Her response and reaction was so excited to see me that i was deeply confused as to what kind of feelings to portray, a part of me was giddy because the tone and style in which she spoke reminded me so closely of how she used to text me and talk. I felt like a little kid and didn't know how to respond that didn't come off different from myself. The issue quickly arose that she planned on meeting me somewhere in between our two locations. This was difficult because my hotel was in the opposite direction to where she lives. In looking things up I knew I had to do whatever it takes to make it all work. Even if that meant I would have to pay $50 each direction for an uber to take me to where I needed to go. The idea of renting a car came into play and I was on my way to LA. After landing and on the way to the hotel I was figuring out how to rent a car and where, i was having a panic attack because more time kept passing and I was getting anxious. I had planned on working out and all sorts before i had to do anything but realized I had to rush to get a car, so I took a lyft on my own for the first time to enterprise. Rented a car so I could drive in LA by myself for the first time. No big deal right, well not really for me. So I rushed back to my hotel barely talking to Abbi and eventually getting the chance to talk on the phone and figure up somewhat of a plan. We decided to go to Santa Monica. I had to shower and eat something, i was a nervous wreck. I ended up changing my clothes so many times I was going insane. My nerves were eating me up and I could've thrown up. So I pulled up my GPS and got on my way for the hour plus drive I was going to make in the dark of the night in an unknown city full of traffic to see a friend who pulled herself away from being my friend and I never really got over.

Just typing it out makes me sick to my stomach from a sense of my feelings being a mess. I pulled up to Shaka Shack and called Abbi, i wanted to throw up again. I had no clue what she would be wearing or how she would react and all and I felt like a total fool for some reason. I wanted time to stop so things wouldnt have to progress and I could just sit there at that table, not eating any of the countless fries and just look Abbi in the eyes and talk about life, Jesus and anything else. My heart was racing and I felt like I little kid with butterflies in his stomach and I had forgotten long ago what that all felt like. Part of me felt like I was in a dream, and that this was supposed to be how things always are. I found myself not being able to look away from Abbi or eat a thing. But I was full of energy and excitement. I felt like I was making a complete fool of myself trying to impress her, and I couldn't help but think of how much I had missed talking to this wonderful girl. We eventually had to leave since the shop was closing. Having a hard time deciding where to go we eventually headed to the Santa Monica pier after a fair amount of navigation. On the car ride there we talked about life things and eventually I was asked about Ashley and what we were going through, i was completely open with Abbi and continued on to tell her everything. I felt so comfortable and at home in the car with her just opening my heart. We spent time walking around the pier, enjoying the views and at one point i felt like it was the perfect date and I couldn't stop smiling. I was leaned against the railing and Abbi decided to take a picture of me and I couldn't help but think, i want to travel here as much as possible just to see this girls smile. We talked and bonded over so many similar things. And eventually we got back on the topic of marriage and "the one". It was such a deep hearted conversation but it felt so weird since there was this unspoken past between the two of us. I finally realized, I'm not feeling how i should be feeling because how i should be feeling is how I was feeling just talking to Abbi! And I didn't know if I was supposed to do anything. Eventually she opened up herself about her experiences and I couldn't help but feel sick and jealous. I wanted to be someone she was interested in, despite literally everything, and I knew that was impossible due to my current circumstances. And everything she kept talking about were all things I had thought about with her in mind. I didn't know if there was anything deeper she was saying, i was so caught up in everything I had lost track of space and time.

We eventually had to make our way back to her car so she could drop me off at my rental. I was so nervous I was going to be sick. We parked and chatted some about a lot of things and I knew I had to bring up a couple points. After years of distance I opened up about our friendship and how i felt she pushed herself away from me more, there were so many things involved I couldn't stop talking and I had no idea how she was reacting and I was just an absolute mess... I didn't believe part of her responses, i couldn't. I asked her why she avoided me and did some thing and the reasoning was her age at the time or that she was unaware of some things but the issue was I could tell when she knew a reason and when she had to make up a reason. I'm still unsure about the details. I was in a lot of pain bringing up old wounds on myself and exposing my weak points. Eventually it wrapped up some and she tried to call it a night. In wrapping things up and about to have her close her door and get in her car I had to stop her. I told her I could barely make eye contact but then changed what I said and made direct eye contact and told her straight to her face "i have had the biggest crush on you for the longest time and I think you are the most gorgeous godly woman that I still have a hard time looming at you directly"

She said she had no clue. And i explained a lot of how i have acted or behaved over the years and how it's been difficult. Saying all this all the while im dealing with things with Ashley back home. I felt terrible. Abbi tried to see if i wanted a response i think, i cant recall. Everything got blurry, my hands were shaking and my voice was failing. I couldn't form sentences correctly even. I laid everything on the table and didn't know what was about to happen. I told her how she inspired me to want to be a better man of God for so many reasons and how much I looked up to her in certain ways. I felt like if she would've just stopped me and said "i liked you so much too that I could've blacked out. I had to finish saying everything. Abbi didn't know how to react fully but so many things confused me, she had a few contradictions but then blamed things on having been so long ago. But I told her she never gave me a chance to even ask her out and her reaction said so many different things I thought I saw some disappointment in her expression. If only I had had a chance before i thought. Eventually she told me that she wanted to be friends if I wanted to but if I wasn't able to get past things then that she didn't want to get in the way of that with me. I understood what she was saying and I wasn't sure how i should respond or do anything. Abbi tried to tell me that it would be up to me to text or call her when I was ready if I still wanted to be friends. But I had to stop and tell her that it had to be on her to reach out to me for the first time because I had nothing else to give out after everything and all these years and that if she meant it and wanted to be my friend then she would habe to show it. We hugged again and went our ways. I got in the car and wanted to hit myself and cry. I made my way back to my hotel and was so heart broken the whole night and I wasn't really sure why over all. How did that all happen. And why did all those feelings come back up and hit me like they did. That's the feeling I want with whoever I'm with and I had it with Abbi. I was such a mess I got lost three times driving back. It took all i had to make it back, and just get to bed and try not to feel as much. I didn't know what God was doing and I just wanted peace

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Ep. 15 - "I REFUSE to be Wentworth'd" - Ali

This puzzle really sucks and i like puzzles. It's going to be hard to fight with, might only get o e but i think i would have rather done the stairway to hell again, deep sigh. Never give up! Never surrender!!

OWEN

Well that sucks lol. I'm a little peeved bc I don't really understand why idols could only be used until six if these things can still be used at five? I don't see the point unless it was just to make us think other stuff couldn't be used? Idk! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ im not the host so I guess I don't have to understand! This definitely makes things more difficult because I anticipate JD is going to beat me in immunity. I was playing just to finish it for personal reasons not necessarily to win immunity and now wow! So if JD wins then I guess Ill vote for Lydia and I need to tell JD that im doing that too to at least force a tie or something. And then next round would tie as well. Great!!!!!! I guess we will see what happens but lmao idk! Fun

ALI

Welp. That F6 vote? Did NOT go to plan. Gosh darn Owen! Why do you not want to follow my agenda? Why wont you just do things that'll benefit me and screw you over! :) It was the right move for him though, I should've handled that idol play much better. I could've saved Logan grr. I am SO pleased that they beat their survivor record, but I'm disappointed, as I feel like he was caught in the crossfire of people targetting me. Now, its time to fight. I've just gotta think 'Never Give In, Never Give Up, Never Surrender'. I will FIGHT for my place at the F3.

Developments. I am now in the Final Four! Whewwwwww! :) It was a bumpy ride though, weh. Like last night, I played the ring. Me and JD has discussed it somewhat beforehand, but I couldn't get ahold of her and had to go with my gut and play it. I just had to think W.W.J.D. (What would Jay-sus do). Now that Owen has won immunity, I feel like my dream F3 has been dismantled :/ Like Logan is gone, which I'm so sad about and I'm so afraid JD will go next. She has been my number 1 since day 1 and I would hate for her to go :/ I have two plans now. 1) If JD goes, I have to aim to go F3 with Trydia. I don't think Lydia gets many votes, as those who'd vote her, would vote for Trevor and I could present myself as the opposite to Trevor, as a strong social threat (Trevor has burnt some bridges) 2) If JD stays, I aim for a JD + Lydia F3. If I can pull that off, that'd be amazing whew. But, I've made F4 which is truly truly phenomenal! :)

OWEN

I CSNT remember when I last made a confessional but I'm yay I did the puzzle!!! It was worth it to stay up all night and do it bc if JD had gotten immunity with ali's stupid final five power or whatever that would have been not good!!!!! Wow. Anyways I want to vote out JD and then hopefully I can win the next immunity too and send out Ali. A final three of me Lydia and Trevor would be good idk we will see! I lowkey think I have a pretty good case to beat Ali so Idk if something weird happens I guess I could vote for Lydia with Ali and Trevor and Lydia would vote for me and I'd do a tiebreaker against Lydia. But hopefully I can just beat him at immunity anyways. Also for some reason apparently Ali told Lydia that JD has an idol?? I don't think it's true but idk. Legit if JD has some idol that can be use this round when all of the others could only be used last round I'm not doin it anymore like I'd walk in a heartbeat if that happened bc it makes literal zero sense. The hosts aren't bad and it would literally be awful and pointless and djdjdj Idk! Idk. That's why I don't think it's true. Y'all know better than that and Ali is just reaching. Like if literally everything in the game had to be used by f6 besides a ring that jd-Ali had and an idol they had I would probably die that is the most riggt thing I can imagine. So I'm not really afraid of this "idol" but nice try Ali I guess

ALI

Well, I made F4 WHEWWWWWW! Its hugely dampened by JD going however. I need to do this for her now. My allies have fallen, but I'm still fighting! Its been such a bumpy ride, my dream F3 has disintegrated, everyone wants be gone, the other three in the F3 are a final three, but I'm still fighting!

Yikes. The issue with me saying 'Owen more like no win' is that Owen literally wins at F3? I think Trydia are so decided on getting me out, that I might need to win immunity and force their hand. I think I may've made some headway with Lydia, but that might be her pretending that. The issue is, to persuade them, I have to degrade my own game and thus, I need to prepare my counter-arguments, in case I'm blessed with a place at F3. I may've given the ammo to load their guns, but I have cannons aimed right at them too! For a F3, right now, I'd vote Owen over Trevor and then Trevor over Lydia. But, I have different arguments for each of them. In my opinion, the best option for each of them (the vote I can most likely persuade them on), is that Lydia should vote off Trevor, but I'll try and convince Owen as plan B, and Trowen should vote one another (dunno how likely that'll be! :)). I dunno, I'll try and find a way! :)

OWEN

I feel pretty good about this challenge. Mostly all I have for right now is work tomorrow and like an escape room thing for my friend but if I can get a super good lead tonight then I shouldn't have to worry too much about tomorrow. I really feel like I probably need to win it though. It's easy for Lydia to decide I'm a bigger threat than Ali and clock me. Plus, if Ali wins then idk what I'll do! This challenge doesn't seem like Lydia or Trevor's forte so hopefully I can pull it off. It's do or die time. And I'll worry about finals once I'm there, but for now I need to focus on this!

ALI

I REFUSE to be Wentworth'd. I need to win this challenge, so I need to beat Owen (the main threat). I am determined to dance, write a story, pose in a toga. ANYTHING I need to do to make it :)

I'm making some progress. I'm pitching a Trydia + Moi F3 to Trevor. I think that's his best shot. If I win the immunity, I'd probably get rid of Trevor, but if I don't have that luxury, I'll take any seat I can get! :)

OWEN

High key pissed I rushed home from work and paid for an uber and everything and then I like djdjdjdj only one task was posted the entire two hours I was actually there?? Sooo I CSNT do anymore I'm done for. Ali is gonna win. :\ sucks

ALI

I AM DEAD. I... ACTUALLY WON. THIS CAN'T BE REAL. I CAN NOT BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING. Also, people that have been being super vague when it comes to the vote are FINALLY talking to me lmao! :) I wrote a short story about cockroaches for the challenge and it seems like we have three of them mwahahahaha :) I DON'T MEAN THAT REALLY. I love them three. Its been a bumpy ride, but I love all three of them! :) I AM IN THE FINAL THREE THOUGH. THIS IS INSANE IN THE MEMBRANE. (insane in the brain)

OWEN

So last night I tried to get both Trevor and Ali to vote for Lydia instead of me but after sleeping on it I'm content with my position in the game. I told Ali to just vote me out. I know it's kind of seen as giving up, but the only other option I have is tying with Trevor and doing a tiebreaker and I'm pretty sure I would beat him at it... I am an extremely competitive person. I don't give up. I fight until I win or I lose. But I think the journey I've had in this game is testament enough to the type of player I am. From the very first vote I've been in a position of control. I decided to vote Linus out. I decided to turn on Jay. The Matt vote was supposed to be someone else until I talked to the right people. I completely turned the target from Duncan to Sam at final nine, and at both final seven and six I was a deciding vote to go against Ryan and then Logan. I've made plenty of moves and navigated myself out of situations where my back was against the wall and I don't think anybody else in this game was able to do that. And I think if I tied with Trevor and beat him and went to the end with Ali and Lydia, I could win. It's right there for me. But it comes at the expense of someone else who I truly love and care about, and I can't do that. Coming into this game with Trevor I expected that it would turn into us against them and that one of us would be a causality along the way. Instead it's turned into a kind of personal struggle I think, whether it's me versus Trevor or me versus myself in a way. Trevor has played really well (maybe not as good as me hahahahaha @trevor :~) ) and it's tough because I am proud of him just like I'm proud of me. He always tries hard and he seems to come up short a lot of the time and it doesn't really thrill me to think that I could crush his chances when I know it means just as much to him as it means to me. We both want to win the game. But the difference is that I've been there before. I've won. And he hasn't. And so I've come to this conclusion that like.... I've won on my own terms before and I've had success and I've lost games because I was the biggest threat, but the one thing I haven't done is LOSE on my own terms as well, and I think this is a good way for me to give up something in order to benefit somebody that I care about who is equally deserving. This decision doesn't make me a bad player. It doesn't discredit the things I've PROVEN I could do. I manipulated most of the players here. I am proud of my game. Stepping down at the final four doesn't make me any worse of a player and it doesn't make this story of mine have a bad ending. If anything, it's a testament to the type of person I hope to be. I'm leaving 3-1 tonight and I want it to be that way because I am confident that this is how the story ends. And I've still got some manipulation left to do workin' that jury to vote for Trevor!!! :~) Thank you guys for a...UNIQUE experience. I had a lot of fun and it was refreshing to have some control in a game after the last couple I played went horribly out of my grasp. I love y'all!

ALI

Well, I would've wanted Trevor out tonight, but Lydia and Owen aren't gonna vote him grrr. I feel like if I pitch it right, I could (?) have a shot at this. My plan is to play up that I did well in all aspects. Competitions: Won the joint most, Trydia didn't win any Social: My social game is my strong suit, so I need to highlight that Strategic: Eddie/Ryan votes especially, generally involved in votes during middle to late merge. I'm so pumped to have made F3 though. Little old me, who'd have thunk it?

LYDIA

I was trying for like an hour Saturday night to convince Trevor to vote me out instead of Owen IF Ali won immunity. I'm being forced to go to this ftc. I don't want too. Here are the reasons why: 1) I'm so tired. Half my inactivity is cause of my new job and ugh the idea of having to write like an opening, and read peoples shit and omg no thanks. 2) I'm scared of ftcs. It's a deeply rooted fear, caused by getting my ass dragged over and over. 3) It'd be so much more interesting to see the three boys fight it out. I'm not usually a menist, but I just feel like I'm emotionally checked out and am not gonna fight for it. 4) My resume is this game is a joke. I mean I helped Trevor and Owen, and tried to get myself in a good spot to make moves, but kept getting fucked over. 5) I love to write a jury speech for all of these three boys cause I have very different but interesting relationships with them, and have lots of thoughts about their games that are never gonna be expressed. Also I feel like it makes sense for Trevor to vote me out because it might split the Ali/Owen votes enough that maybe he could get majority. I feel like this ftc won't even be a competition, which is cool I love Ali, but I also want a good ending so. Fuck it.

ALI

I sorta wanna do a final wrap up of the jury, before the craziness of FTC, just based on my thoughts of playing with them. 1. Rob- I really regret not pushing for him to stay at his vote out. I think he's sweet and I hope we can stay in contact! :) 2. Isaac- Loved him. Wish we could've spoken more 3. Matt- Yikes! Really liked working with him, voting him out was purely a game move. Hope we can stay friends 4. David- Didn't especially talk to him, someone stole my 'robbed' line from the Rob vote in their vote for him :) 5. Sam- SO sad when he went. Maybe my lowest point game wise/ when I felt most out of the loop. Loved meeting him. 6. Duncan- In some mid-merge confessionals, I said some things about him 'lacking socially'/ being patronizing or something. In reality, that was just my pride, being annoyed that he'd given me (correct) advice, on things I was doing wrong. In reality, he was being helpful, and I was just too proud to accept useful advice. I retract all that I said about him needing to improve socially! :) Really liked him too, hope we can stay in contact, when the pressures of the game are over. 7. Ryan - Tea Time with Ryan was, in hindsight, iconic. Loved forming a relationship with him, after he dragged the whole tribe. Can see the experience he has as a veteran player, and why he is so scary! 8. Logan- UGH. WHY DID HE HAVE TO GOOOOOO. I loved talking to him, after our rocky swap start, to the merge. So happy to see him beat his survivor record and he is in my top 3 favourites from this game! :) 9. JD- RIP. THOSE TWO VOTES WERE ROUGH. My dream F3 being shattered and my two favourites going home back to back was... no good. Really loved meeting her, wanna 10000000% stay in contact. I think, at one point, I said something too, about her not thinking strategy moves through. I take that back too, as it was me being reluctant to leave Trydia behind, and she was more ready than me (she was right) 10. Owen. Owen, who deserved to O-win. I still don't fully get why he wouldn't vote Trevor, when Trevor was voting him, but anywho. Loved talking to him too, and it was a shame he became such a threat woomph. Being in a F4 with a couple and a trio of best friends meant the F4 vote was kinda tricky!

LOGAN

I'm popping in for a cameo to say I love Jay

#allianceofone #episodes

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