#please keep sending asks this is the most fun i've had in a while

[of-time-and-space-itself]

“near death experience”? :o

Shhh...........No spoilers! :)

Teehee!

The only thing(s) I'll say on the matter is that it wasn't intentional! And trust me when I say "near death experience" barely even comes close to the right term for what exactly happened.

Post-incident Snatcher is much more affectionate towards Hat Kid, hence the small note that she, "liked him better before".

[peachessndreamss]

Animal Magnetism

Summery : A date volunteering at an animal shelter for you and Bob.

Characters : Robert "Bob" Floyd x Female Reader (No use of Y/N)

Warnings : None (other than bad)

Word count : 2.2k

A/N : Lewis Pullman is fully ruining my life. I wrote this a long time ago, idk if I like it or not 😆 but here we go.

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"So I've got a fun idea for a date…" you said innocently over your morning coffee.

You’d been watching Bob since he entered the kitchen a few minutes before, his shirt was still untucked from his pants and he’d yet to push his hair back off his forehead, he’d gotten himself a cup of coffee from the pot and had been rooting through the cupboard looking for breakfast when you’d spoken.

Bob turned to look at you and narrowed his gaze for a few seconds. The last time you’d had a “fun” idea for a date it had been a terrifying tour of a supposedly haunted house which had left Bob on edge for days and unable to look in the mirror for at least a week.

"It's not a scary idea, I promise,” you followed up quickly, knowing exactly what he was thinking about.

"Okay, what is it then?" He replied before taking a mouthful of coffee.

“Volunteering at an animal shelter,” you started, grabbing your phone and opening up Instagram.

“One of the girls from work did it a couple of weeks ago and told me about it. We’d be helping exercise the dogs and socialising the kittens, it would only be a few hours and I think it would be so cute!" you explained excitedly, pulling up the social media page and clicking on the most recent set of volunteering photos and pushing the phone toward Bob as you swiped through the pictures.

“Cute,” Bob agreed with a tentative nod, “and very unlikely for there to be any ghosts,” he muttered under his breath.

“So, what do you think?” you asked.

Your eyes were shining with excitement and you were practically bouncing in your seat, Bob would not have been able to say no if he’d tried. As Bob had grown up with a multitude of family pets and since joining the Navy he had missed having a furry little friend to come home too.

"Yeah, book it,” he agreed as he put his coffee down and ripped open a protein bar with his teeth.

You booked a slot for the next Saturday, which Bob already had off and no prior plans in his diary. As the day got closer and closer you were constantly sending Bob pictures from the shelters Instagram of the animals you’d be seeing.

Saturday morning you woke hours before your alarm was due to go off but like a child on Christmas morning you just couldn’t wait any longer.

"Com'on!" You moaned, shaking him awake, "It’s time to wake up!”.

Bob continued to pretend to be asleep, keeping his eyes tightly closed but unable to stop himself grinning.

"Bob please!" You insisted before he gave a very fake snore.

"Bob!" You cried, yanking the pillow out from under his head and hitting him with it.

"Ahrigh'!" He cried as the pillow made contact with his stomach, "Ah’right woman, I'm awake!".

Bob did manage to convince you that you didn’t need to be out of bed that very second and you could enjoy a few minutes of cuddles before showering. You rested your head on his shoulder and let your fingers run up and down his stomach and chest. When his stomach gave a rumble he agreed it was time to get up and have some breakfast.

The two of you worked easily together in the kitchen. He set the coffee pot up to run while you warmed croissants in the oven and gathered the butter and jam. As you pulled the pastries from the oven you caught Bob watching you with a dopey, love struck look on his face.

"What ya looking at Baby?" You asked.

"Just the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” he replied with an easy smile.

“You’re only saying that because I’ve got food in my hands,” you joked as you transferred the pastries to a plate and put them in front of him.

“That’s only half of the reason,” he teased as he took a croissant and pulled the jar of chocolate spread toward him.

The two of you washed up before heading back toward your bedroom to get dressed. The shelter had advised you to wear old, comfortable clothes that you didn’t mind getting dirty.

Bob’s choice of pale blue jeans, faded olive green t-shirt and backward baseball cap should have looked perfectly ordinary but instead it sent shivers up and down your spine.

You stood in front of him and slipped your arms around his neck, finding a few long strands peeking out the back of his cap to twist around your fingertips.

"Do I pass muster, Commander?" He joked as you ran your hands down his back before bringing your hands to rest on his firm, round backside.

"Certainly do Lieutenant," you replied, giving him a soft kiss on his lips before you headed off to brush your teeth.

On the drive to the shelter you couldn’t sit still for a second, Bob placed his hand on your thigh as he drove to try and limit your bouncing but just found his hand bouncing along with you. Bob hadn’t stopped smiling since you’d left the house and as much as he was looking forward to your day, he was happiest to see you so excited. At the shelter you joined a number of other couples who were volunteering that day. There was a similar look of excitement on everyone's faces. A young and bubbly shelter employee greeted everyone and explained how the day would go before dividing people up and giving out your first job of the day.

You and Bob were starting your day with dog walking. You were taken to the kennels and shown which animals you would be walking, Bob immediately took a shine to a miniature schnauzer, he took several photos of the dog, sending them to Rooster as “moustache inspiration”.

After placing the dogs into their harnesses you were shown the large field they would be having their exercise in. You had a leash in each hand with two excitable dachshunds at the end. The two small dogs kept crossing in front of you and you had to keep your wits about you to make sure you didn’t trip over them. Bob was to your left, the miniature schnauzer walking at his side.

“We should get a pet,” Bob said as you carefully untangled the dachshund's leads for the 15th time.

“Do you think we’re settled enough?” you replied.

Bob paused for a few seconds, considering your question. He gave a small, one shouldered shrug.

“I think we could give a little guy a better life, a real home,” he replied thoughtfully, a smile playing on his lips.

“Yeah, I can see us with a little guy,” you agreed, picturing the home the two of you shared but with a four legged addition running around the place.

The two of you returned to the kennels to give the dogs their lunch, Bob was down on his knees as he tried to unhook a particularly excitable dachshund from their leash but was struggling as the dog kept bouncing up to try and lick his face.

Bob managed to get a good hold on the dog and held their small, wriggling body against his chest, using his other hand to unclip the leash, all the while the dog licked his chin.

"It's a good job you're cute," Bob laughed as he let the dog go and they scampered off to their feed bowl.

"You’re normally saying that to me," you teased.

"Yeah, and you're normally trying to lick me to death as well," Bob quipped back with a grin.

"But you never normally tell me to stop,".

Bob laughed, his cheeks and the tips of his ears turning a charming shade of pink.

After a lunch break in the sunshine with the other volunteers, you and Bob were shown to the kitten room where the shelter’s smallest residence lived.

"Cats normally don’t like me,” Bob said quietly as you were shown to a large, bright room where several kittens were sleeping in a basket in a patch of sunlight.

“Don’t be silly, Mrs Khan’s cat loves you!” you replied, recalling how your neighbour's cat would often come bounding across the street to greet Bob in the morning.

“That’s because I gave it some tuna once,”.

“The way to a cat’s heart is through their stomach,” you joked as you turned your attention to a small ginger kitten that had just woken up and was making its way toward you.

“We have that in common then,”.

The two of you settled in, encouraging the kittens from their basket, rolling balls for them to chase after and flicking feathers through the air for them to leap and paw at. Bob laughed until his stomach hurt when two of the kittens started to play fight and you began to narrate the tussle like a wrestling match.

A tiny white kitten with black ears and the bluest eyes you’d ever seen seemed to take a particular liking to Bob and hadn’t stopped clambering all over him since he’d taken a seat on the floor. Bob sat back on his elbows and watched as the kitten climbed up onto his stomach and carefully made his way up Bob’s chest to sniff at his chin.

As your time at the shelter was drawing to a close a shelter employee who was taking some photographs for social media posts dropped in on the two of you. She captured several of Bob resting back on his elbows with the kitten rubbing against his cheek.

"He's really taken with you!" She commented as Bob gathered the kitten in one hand and sat up.

"Yeah, he’s cute," Bob replied.

"You guys know all the animals you've been with today are available for adoption…".

“Yeah we know,” he replied as the memory of your earlier conversation floated through his mind.

“We were just saying earlier about that,” you said, your voice filled with hope.

Bob took a deep breath and brought the kitten up to his face, gazing into its bright eyes.

“Do you think you’d like to live with us?” Bob asked.

After a pause of a few seconds the kitten gave a tiny mewl of assent.

With the new cat carrier strapped in the car and the boot full of anything and everything a kitten might need, the two of you headed home. You kept looking over your shoulder to see the back seat where the furry little face was peaking through the mesh of the carrier to see what was happening.

"We need to name him," you said.

"Whatta‘bout Snowball?" Bob replied, not able to fight the smile that was plastered all over his face.

"So unoriginal," you criticised with a roll of your eyes.

"Okay judgy,” Bob replied with a roll of his eyes, “what do you suggest?”.

“We could call him Sugar? He’s certainly sweet enough,”.

“He doesn’t look like a Sugar to me,” Bob replied uncertainly.

You argued names back and forth the whole drive home, still not able to come to a consensus. You carried the cat into the house and took him into the kitchen, you'd decided that would be the best place for him to be while he acclimatised to his new home, and the floor was easily cleaned of any little accidents.

You were in the kitchen opening the carrier when you heard Bob's phone ring, he answered it and started to talk to someone you couldn't hear.

"You're such a handsome boy aren't you?" You cooed at the kitten as you lifted the tiny thing out of his carrier.

"It's kind of you to say so," a voice drawled from Bob's phone with a laugh.

You turned to see Bob in the midst of a video call with Hangman.

"Not you," you replied with a roll of your eyes.

"I was talking to this guy," you added, holding the kitten up so Hangman could see.

"That's a cat," Hangman said with a confident nod of his head.

"You should call him Hangman, seeing as we're both so handsome,".

"Not on your life," Bob replied, taking back control of the conversation and taking the video call out of the kitchen and into the livingroom.

Except the name did stick and Bob ended up with a cat called Hangman, much to his own annoyance. But despite the name, Bob loved his cat more than just about anything else in the world. Hangman would follow Bob around the house like a duckling with its mother duck, and your camera roll very quickly became hundreds of photographs and videos of the two of them.

"I never thought of myself as a cat person," he mused one evening while stretched out on the sofa, Hangman curled up on his chest in a spot you might have occupied otherwise.

"Maybe you're not," you shrugged, "but you are that cats person,".

Bob chuckled and scratched the spot between Hangman’s ears.

"So, where shall we go for our next date?" You asked innocently, knowing you had already made enquiries at a nearby alpaca farm about spending the day.

Bob turned his eyes to you and narrowed them slightly.

"Nowhere where we're gonna end up with another living thing in our home please,".

"Maybe we'll just stay home?" You offered with a grin.

"Still risky," he replied with a wink.

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High Rise ft. IVE Wonyoung

Pairing: IVE Wonyoung x Male Reader Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2.4k Tags: Daddy kink, Exhibitionism, Choking A/N: i said i would didn't i? probably the fastest i've made a fic recently which also means please excuse any grammar or spelling mistakes you find. might not be my best work but it sure was fun to write o7 Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction/parody

Dating a k-pop idol wasn’t easy. Especially when you were a so-called commoner. There were the obvious reasons, like you had to keep your relationship a secret until they reached their thirties, if you made it that long.And the not-so-obvious reasons; like watching your girlfriend parade around in sexy stage outfits and having to contain your desire to fuck her in them.

Or maybe that was just you.

When your girlfriend was Jang Wonyoung, a hyper-popular It girl – you cringed at even thinking those words aloud – the restrictions were even worse. Like that one time you had wanted to bring her flowers at her group's concert in Seoul and had to be snuck backstage with a bag over your head. Or the time someone had caught the two of you flirting candidly and Wonyoung blurted out that you were her cousin to save face. Embarrassing but somehow also cute when it came from her.

All this was to say it wasn’t easy.

But it certainly wasn’t without its benefits.

“Fuck, that one looks so good, princess,” you praised.

You snapped another photo as Wonyoung posed, biting her bottom lips and giving the camera a smoldering look. She hooked her fingers into her hip-hugging jeans, tugging them slightly as you quickly snapped another series of photos.

Honestly, you were somewhat shocked when Wonyoung told you her idea. It had felt provocative, mature even, and thus far each photo had proved that assumption right. But you rarely, if ever said no to her, even if her motivations were somewhat questionable. In fact, you wondered if this was all your fault.

“You left a like on Yuna-nim’s photo,” Wonyoung had said at the time. Her tone carried an accusatory hint.

“Did I?” you had stammered, trying to play naive. “I was just scrolling my feed and must’ve double tapped.”

“So you follow them?”

“Them?”

“Other girl groups,” Wonyoung clarified.

One thing you had learned about the IVE princess was that while she was sweet as a button on most days, she carried a jealous streak that verged on volatile. Sharing was not in her programming, least of all when it came to you.

You had recognized the trap forming but it had been too late. “Well, I mean, just to keep up. You know you do challenges sometimes and appear on their feeds.”

Her arms crossed over her chest, hip cocked to the side and slight pout was all the answer you needed.

That week you had gone without any physical contact from your girlfriend. Though she made sure to send you the filthiest selfies possible throughout. Which, oddly, worked. Because no matter how much you touched yourself to the photos she sent, it didn’t compare to the real thing.

It had seemed like the incident was over and in the past but as you snapped a few more photos of Wonyoung by the windowsill, you briefly wondered if this stemmed from it as well.

“Are you sure you’re going to post these on Instagram?” you asked, after a particularly racy photo.

“Mhm,” Wonyoung nodded. “It’s nothing I haven’t done before. Remember the bathroom?”

“Oh, I remember.”

You also remembered the ones that hadn’t made it to social media and were sent directly to you. But this still felt even more daring than this.

“How many likes do you think this will get?” she asked, coolly, giving the camera a sultry look. An innocent question. At least on the surface. But you remembered her comment one night as you two relaxed together.

“Besides, it’s to promote the sponsor, that’s all. This will get the most engagements,” she added. Her gaze dropped and a small smirk formed on her lips, “In fact, I’d say it’s already working.”

You followed her gaze, looking down to see a rather obvious tent had formed in your sweatpants. You laughed, a flush coloring your cheeks. “Well, shit. Can you blame me?”

“I guess I can’t,” Wonyoung said coolly.

The way she unbuttoned the top button of her jeans, spoke to more mischief however.

“Wony,” you wet your dry lips, “Are we still doing the shoot?”

“Mhm “ she nodded cutely, “Of course.”

She did another pose, pushing the waist of the jeans down to expose the lace underwear she had on underneath.

“You know, I love it up here. It’s perfect,” Wonyoung said. “Don’t you agree?”

“Yeah…” you muttered, more focused on the sight of her exposed abs and smooth skin than her question.

By here she was referring to the penthouse you were using for the photoshoot. Funny enough, she could easily afford a place like this on her own. Though that would only spur on more talk about inequality among the rookie group.

“Being so high up…” she turned her head to look out the window. Your breath caught as you watched delicate fingers slip inside of her jeans. “We can see everything but no one can see us. Even if we were naked against this window they’d never know…”

Now you weren’t the smartest bulb in the room. In fact, sometimes you wondered if it was your self-proclaimed himbo status that Wonyoung liked most about you. But even you could put two and two together. And Wonyoung’s words combined with the side-eyed glance she was giving you were all screaming one thing.

“I could show my naked body to all of Seoul and no one. would. know.”

Her tongue pronounced every syllable while she locked eyes with you. As sweet and kind as Wonyoung could be she had an undeniable minx side to her. You were also fairly certain your girlfriend got off on the power high of being such a desired person but you had never actually confirmed that.

If you were starting to get hard when she pointed it out earlier, you were practically aching now. You tossed your phone onto the couch and made your way over to where Wonyoung was by the window. She let out a delighted squeal as you pushed her up against the glass, kissing her passionately.

Your hands moved against her stomach, feeling her toned abs that were shown off by the outfit she was wearing. Honestly, you should send a bouquet to whatever designer sent this to her to promote. You nipped at Wonyoung's bottom lip, your hands sliding into her unbuttoned pants to squeeze her ass.

"It took you long enough," Wonyoung gasped, mischief gleaming in her eyes. "I thought was going to have to beg you to fuck me."

Your cock twitched, straining painfully against your jeans, "You still could you know."

She must have been in a good mood because the idol looked at you with large eyes, biting on her bottom lip. "Please fuck me against the window, daddy."

Oh.

You see, it had taken some time but you learned that your girlfriend had two modes. The arrogant queen who knew all of Seoul was her playground and made you worship at her feet. Then there was the submissive princess who begged to be pleased until she was satisfied. Often her mood was some mixture of the two but neither one left you unsatisfied.

"If that's what the Princess wants," you growled.

A delighted smile crossed the idol's features followed by another joyful squeal when you spun her around to face the window. Her hands rose, catching herself as she turned her head to look over her shoulder. You could see the aroused flush creeping up her neck and coloring her round cheeks.

"Didn't you say something about showing everyone your tits?" you whispered in her ear.

Not waiting for a response, you pulled her top down, exposing her tits to the cool glass of the window earning a gasp from Wonyoung in response. You pressed further against her, the bulge in your pants pushing against her ass.

"This whole shoot was just to rile me up, wasn't it?" you said, your breath hot against the shell of her ear. Your hands moved quickly to yank the jean pants she was wearing, exposing the white lace panties that she had teased you with a peek of earlier.

"Maybe," Wonyoung mewled, arching her back perfectly.

Your hands hooked into the waistband of her panties, sliding them down to reveal her bare ass to your hungry gaze, "Bullshit. You knew what you were doing."

"Maybe I just wanted to remind you of what's right in front of you," she said.

There it was. That switch up she was capable of. It also confirmed your theory that your girlfriend hadn't exactly forgiven and forgotten about the Instagram incident. Well, there was no time better than now to put the matter to bed. You gripped your cock, slipping it between her legs to get it slick from her dripping sex.

"Oh, I'm well aware of what's in front of me," you started. Slowly you began to slip your thick cock inside of her, inch by inch with each syllable. "The most beautiful." More. "Talented." More. "Gorgeous." More. "Perfect." More. "Princess."

"Fuck!" Wonyoung moaned, her forehead bracing against the window.

"Is the princess feeling full?"

"So, so full…" she cooed.

"And I didn't even get to mention how good a girlfriend you are," you teased.

You could feel her pussy quivering around your length, stretching to accommodate the familiar intrusion of your cock. Wonyoung's hands were splayed against the windows of the high-rise, her ass pushed out and into you. She was on full display and only you were lucky enough to see it.

You could take it slow with steady, languid strokes, gently fucking your girlfriend against the window. But something told you that wasn't what she nor you wanted at that moment. Your fingers flexed around her waist, pulling out your cock until just the tip remained inside of her before thrusting your entire length back inside of her. Wonyoung's body jolted with pleasure as she braced her nude body against the window.

"This is what you wanted isn't it?" Harder. "To know how much you turn me on." Faster. "To see how fucking hard you get me." Deeper. "No one else makes me like this." Repeat.

A mixture of mewls and moans fell from the idol's mouth at your relentless rhythm. Her head fell forward, her cheek pressed up against the glass. Perspiration was starting to form across her flawless skin and you had to resist the urge to lean forward and lick it up. You wanted to prove a point, to fuck Wonyoung to the point of exhaustion for the whole city to see. After that maybe you'd enjoy the little perversions.

"You probably say that to every - fuck - every girl," Wonyoung panted, glancing at you from over her shoulder. "You're probably just waiting to move onto the next idol you're drooling over."

She didn't say it with enough conviction for you to believe she truly felt that way. For starters, while Wonyoung may get jealous, she was not insecure. At least, not enough to ever think another idol was above her. It was more often a toxic possessive kind of jealousy. But nonetheless, in the heat of the moment you'd take the bait.

"Is that what you think?" he said, your breathing growing heavy with your harsh thrust. Conversation wasn't exactly easy at this pace. "Did you miss what I said earlier, huh?"

One hand moved from her waist to slip around Wonyoung's throat. She inhaled sharply, her breath catching in her throat as you squeezed. For a passing second there was no sound save for the repeated slaps of skin against skin as your hips were flush against Wonyoung's ass each time you entered her.

"I only want you," you finally gasp. "Always you."

Rather than another vulgar display to go along with your words, you merely lean over her, capturing her lips in a sideways kiss. It's messy and imperfect but it's also loving and passionate. Your tongues dance together all while your bodies remain intertwined. You can feel Wonyoung pussy quivering around your cock intensely as she moans into your mouth. When you pull back, you look at your girlfriend with a raised eyebrow.

"Did you just cum from that?" you asked.

"S-shut up," Wonyoung retorted. You noticed a bright red hue of embarrassment coloring her cheeks before she hid her face, "Don't stop until you finish inside of me,"

It was always adorable when she continued trying to be dominant after her own orgasm. However, her words had an undeniable effect on you. "If that's what the princess wants."

You returned to the task at hand, focusing your efforts solely on chasing your first release and Wonyoung's second orgasm.

"Daddy," Wonyoung mewled, finding her voice. "I want you to cum, daddy. I want you to cum deep inside my tight pussy.""

You had a sinking suspicion that her words were payback for causing her embarrassing moments earlier. Her attempt at provoking you to blow your load sooner than you had intended to.

Regardless it worked to immediate effect. Your hips jerked, slamming against hers from behind. Your sweat-drenched body pressed flush against Wonyoung, pushing her up against the high-rise window. Your cock twitched, ropes of your sticky seed shooting inside of her womb as her walls convulsed around your length.

Of course the two things that pushed her over the edge would be you saying how you loved her and her revelling the power she had to make you cum on the spot. Truly a representative of her duality.

After a moment had passed and you began to regain your bearings you pressed a kiss to Wonyoung's shoulder.

"That was incredible, Wony," you muttered.

"I know," she said, her form practically radiating. "You weren't bad either."

You let out a chuckle, placing another lazy kiss to her skin, "Maybe we should've included that in the photoshoot."

Wonyoung smiled but didn't immediately respond. After a moment of delay she turned in your arms to look at you.

"Did you mean all those things you said?" she asked.

Her wide eyes looked at you and you reached up to brush aside a strand of sweat soaked hair. There was no hesitation in your response when you answered her.

"Absolutely. And don't you think otherwise for a second."

A smile beamed across the idol's face and she leaned forward, burying her face into your neck. Your arms wrapped around her and quietly you wondered if you weren't the luckiest man in the world.

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[soaps-mohawk]

I'm going to be honest

I'm having a genuinely hard time making this post. I've been fighting with it for a couple weeks now, but I think it's time I finally make it.

I'm not having fun on this blog anymore.

It sounds bad, but honestly, it kind of is.

I think a lot of it started from the very beginning with the precedence and expectations I put on myself. I've always tried to respond to every comment I get. Even from the beginning. It's just a polite thing to do since those who leave comments took the time to write out what they think of my fic, even if it's just a keysmash. I've always felt the need to thank those who leave comments or reblog my writing or (now that tumblr has it) replied to my fics. It worked fine before because none of my fics were particularly popular. Even my most popular fic (at that time) didn't get as much attention as CRCB has. I've never had a "big blog" before, nor a fic as popular as CRCB has gotten.

It was fine at first, responding to everyone, engaging with everyone. I was riding that high of omg so many people are reading and enjoying my fic! I've never had anything quite like this before.

Now...it just feels more like a chore. I set this precedence on this blog that I respond to everyone and I know a lot of people have said that they're surprised I responded to them and to everyone, and now I'm getting why a lot of writers don't. I'm exhausted. I feel like I've just been robotically saying the same thing over and over trying to respond to people now. I used to love seeing asks in my inbox and reblogs and replies but now? All I feel is dread because I have to respond to all of those.

Turning anon off was a big help. It lessened the sheer volume of asks I was getting a day. And while I do feel bad for all of my anons who prefer to stay anons, with everything that happened (the multiple incidents) with anon that kind of started to suck the joy out of everything. That paired with the obsessive need to constantly have my inbox cleared and make sure everyone gets a response...I can understand now too why big blogs will have 200+ asks in their inbox. It's hard and it's exhausting and I'm burning out.

First it was the fic that was burning me out. Things have gone on far longer than I planned and I just wasn't prepared for this fic to go on and for a while there it was dragging. I'll admit that. If I could go back, I'd speed up a few things, but it's done, it's posted there's no going back. I kind of hoped I would have the mental capacity to upload more than once a week too, but I just couldn't. I still can't.

I've come to dread posting chapters because I know I'm going to have to reply and respond to everyone. The only thing keeping me posting is the fact that we're in the part of the story I've been excited about since the beginning and also because I keep leaving everyone on cliffhangers and I love torturing y'all with all of them.

So that being said, this is in no way to shame anyone for interacting with me, anyone leaving comments or replies or sending asks. Don't feel bad about doing it please. I appreciate all of you that have engaged with me and it really means so much to me. Honestly, earlier this year, if I didn't have this fic and everyone on this blog, I might not have made it to now. It's been a really rough year and it's still going to be into next year. It's just getting to the point where I need a break.

I've needed a break for a long time. I thought taking days off the blog would help, and it did for a couple of weeks, but now even on the days I'm supposed to be on the blog and engaging, I just find myself queueing stuff up and just being offline most of the day still.

I'm tired. That's the best reason I can give. I'm tired and burned out on life and I'm tired and burned out on this blog.

So...I think I need a break. I need to not keep responding to every single reply and reblog every chapter. I need to not force myself to answer every ask right away, no matter how much I want to. I feel bad, but I know everyone would rather have me here and enjoying the blog than forcing myself to interact to the point where I'm dreading it and just robotically repeating myself over and over with every reply and answer and comment.

I won't be pausing the fic, I won't be not uploading. I'll still be posting chapters, I just might not be interacting as much as I have been. It's just putting such a mental strain on me still, even with anon off, even with days off. And with things getting busier for me, it's going to be too much to try and deal with irl stuff and write and try to be super active on the blog. There's going to come a point where I have to sacrifice the writing or the blog and I'd rather sacrifice the blog to keep myself sane, and also to keep trying to finally get this fic done. I love this fic, don't get me wrong, but I'm just burning out.

I'm already burned out in a lot of ways.

I was planning kinktober this year but honestly I'm considering not doing it because I know interaction is going to be insane and it's going to be a lot to keep up on. Plus trying to write that many fics is hard and I'm not sure I have the ability to do it. I have a few done but now I'm just like...is that something I want to do on top of irl stuff and CRCB.

There's just no joy in it anymore. It's not anyone's fault but mine. I put the pressure on myself, I held myself to that standard for this long despite the fact I knew it was draining me. I've tried to push through when I should have prioritized myself. I feel so guilty not responding to everyone. I feel so guilty being a day or two late responding to everyone.

I want to be here and interacting and responding to things but I just can't bring myself to anymore. It's no one's fault, and this is not a drag on anyone, or an attempt to make anyone feel bad or guilty for interacting or sending asks or anything. I'm just airing out the truth and saying what I need to say because I feel like I've been so robotic and lifeless with my responses these last couple weeks and I feel like I need to explain why. It's nothing anyone has done. It's my fault. It's 100% my fault.

Things have just gotten to be too much and it's my fault for forcing myself to be so active. The social battery has dropped into the negatives. I'm not a social person. I can only handle so much interaction and I've pushed so far beyond that, that things have gotten to this point. I want to be here and I want to have fun and I want to use this as an escape but I just don't feel that way about it anymore. It's a chore for me, a job, something I feel like I have to do and it's my fault that I feel that way. It's my own standards and expectations I set on myself, and my expectations on what I think my followers want and deserve and now I feel like I've gone on too long like this that I can't change things without hurting anyone's feelings. I don't want people to think I'm ignoring them in favor of others because I know there's writers out there that do that. They only respond to a certain group and ignore others that comment and reblog. I don't want to make anyone feel like I'm doing that to them and that's now led me to here.

I'm forcing it and I'm tired.

It's been hard these last few weeks. The life has just been draining and draining continuously. The joy and the love I have for this blog and my followers and the interactions and the fic. The last anon bullshit that happened was just kind of the last nail in the coffin so to speak. The straw that broke the camel's back. Things stopped being fun. It made me feel bad (and not in the guilty way, though that was a part of it) and I'm honestly just over it. I'm over the blog, I'm over interacting, I'm over life at this point. August is a hard month for me and every year it seems to get worse and worse. A lot of it is unrelated to anything online and I was going to make a post about it but honestly I just don't want to. Those that know, know. Those that don't...it doesn't matter.

I'm getting annoyed by the blog, I'm getting annoyed every time I look in my notifications and see an ask or a reply or a comment. I'm getting annoyed by some of my followers and that's not fair to you. Everyone always talks about how nice and kind and patient I am when I'm really not. I'm not the person I present myself to be on this blog, the way I mask myself so I can present myself as being a normal, kind human being. The mask is coming off because I'm so tired I can't keep it up anymore. It's happening here and it's happening in real life. I'm tired and I'm frustrated and I'm angry at a lot of things and the last thing I want is to start taking it out on my followers. You don't deserve that, especially when it's not your fault, it's nothing any of you have done. It's all me.

It's not you, it's me.

So for the sake of not burning this whole thing to the ground, I'm going to take a break. I'm not replying to everyone, I'm not responding to every reblog, I won't reply to every ask I get right away, if at all because sometimes I just don't have anything to say in response and I need to learn that's okay. It's nothing against you. It's not aimed at anyone specifically, I'm just trying to put myself first and stop things from escalating. I need a break and I'm going to do something selfish and I'm going to take it.

Don't apologize because it's not your fault. Don't apologize because you think you might have contributed to this because you didn't. It is no one's fault but my own.

I'm the one that needs to apologize to all of you because I've just not been myself because I've been forcing myself to be someone I'm not. I've been very unfair to a lot of people over the last seven months that this blog has been active and I've held a precedent that is not sustainable in the long run and made everyone believe that I was capable of maintaining that kind of interaction when I'm not.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry I've been putting everyone through this. I'm sorry I've been so detached and robotic and ingenuine. I'm sorry I led everyone to believe I'm someone I'm not. I'm sorry I've dragged this on this long that it's gotten to the point that I have to make this post.

I considered just disappearing but that wouldn't be fair to you either. I don't want to put you through that, so I'm pouring all of my thoughts out and making you read through this fucking novel of a post. If you've made it this far, then congrats I guess. Gold metals to you who bothered reading this far.

Anyway, all of that aside, I'll still be posting chapters. I'll have them scheduled and I'll probably come on and add links places to keep things current. I'll respond and reply and answer asks when I feel like it. You don't have to stop sending them, but just don't expect them to be responded to right away anymore. I'll probably still be here reblogging things I want and doing things when I feel like it.

I just need a few weeks to myself. Time I don't have to care about the blog at all and keeping up with it. Anon will remain off for the sake of keeping asshole trolls away, and also so I don't open tumblr and have 200 asks in my inbox after a week. Sorry to my anons but it's just the way it needs to be right now. Maybe once this break is over and I've dealt with irl stuff, I'll consider putting it back on. I just can't after everything I dealt with recently on anon.

It'll be the same on Ao3, for those that follow here and read there. Comments will probably sit for a while. They won't be answered right away anymore unless I get the energy to burn through them. Even then I won't try to answer them all at once like I did this last weekend.

I'll try to reblog something every day so y'all know I'm alright. I don't want y'all to panic and it's not fair to put you through that, especially those that might not see this or bother reading it. Those that follow simply for the fic and nothing else. I'm here, I'm just not...here.

This week's chapter is in the queue to be posted tomorrow as usual. Chapters will still come out as planned since I'm not stopping writing, just taking a break from the blog itself.

Thank you those of you who stuck through to the end here. I appreciate all of you so much. You have no idea. I'm sorry I let things get to this point and I'm sorry to anyone that I've gotten rude or snappy with because I couldn't be selfish and put myself first. I'm sorry to anyone that got a robotic, repeated response to something they were probably excited to share. I'm sorry I've been so unfair to everyone and I hope you can forgive me.

Take care and I'll talk to everyone when I have the energy to.

[katyawooga]

pLEASE sevika x idol/singer reader? :( I WANNWA DO THOSE CUTE DANCES INFORNT OF SEVIKA TO GET HER REACITON AEAEHAHAUAUUUAUAUAUAUAU

oh my gosh anon this is so cute!!! :3

men and minors DNI pretty pleaseee

also let's pretend the meeting at the vander statue didn't end in attacks from noxus for the purpose of this ask 😊 i started writing this when act 2 came out so imagine this is in between act 2 and 3

to absolutely no one's knowledge, sevika was a superfan of yours. zaun had very few 'celebrities' of sorts, but you, a breakout singer that used to be a girl-for-hire at margot's, had made a name for yourself.

you regularly held gigs around the undercity, most frequently on the roof of the chembarons' little lair at the very peaks of the underground. ever since silco shoved off, you've been able to spot his number two in the front row at nearly all of your shows.

the riots going on recently because of the colourful spectacle topside had temporarily paused your gigs, but that didn't stop you from supporting zaun and doing pop-ups to raise morale. sevika herself somehow got your contact and convinced you to come to a rally near the vander statue. you were excited to be apart of something so directly involved with jinx and protesting. you wore jinx-er attire and even brought flares for the audience.

"come onnn, shoot faster!"

you had also gotten jinx herself on stage with you. she happened to be a big fan of yours and one of the reasons sevika reached out for this gig. you sang jinx's favourite song together with the crowd bumping. her presence made the attendance a lot bigger and the atmosphere a whole lot more exciting.

"just a little bit of energy, yeah!"

you spotted sevika in her usual front row spot, admiring your act and jinx for finally getting out of her lair. sevika was holding the hand of a small blue-haired girl jumping around like a maniac watching jinx. it was a sweet sight, especially since they were both mouthing along the words of the song and sevika dancing a little with the girl hanging off her mechanical arm.

"i wanna try somethin' fun right now!"

the crowd set off their flares of blue and the scene was clouded with aqua while you and jinx continued to sing and entertain.

"i guess some people call it anarchy!"

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after your numbers were over, you thanked the crowd, thanked jinx, and thanked sevika for planning it all and giving her credit where it was due. she was a little bashful but it made her all the more authentic to you.

"this was really fun!" you approached sevika once she had pawned off the small girl to jinx, the two of them giggling together. "i'd love to show more spots like this. i've never seen zaun so pumped up."

"you were great. you and jinx really hit it off on stage, the people loved you two."

it was your first real conversation with the left hand of zaun and it was a little silly how starstruck you were. she was a bigger fan of yours and you were the actual pop star here.

"i saw that you loved us too," you poked a little fun with her. "knowing all the lyrics, dancing along..."

she, of all people, got flustered and scoffed, waving off your words. she had a good time watching your act, just like she always did, but someone actually noticing it for once kind of embarrassed her.

"well, if ever you wanna see a little shimmy from me again, don't hesitate to reach out for a gig. with how much jinx, the kid, and i love your act, zaun'll be in the clouds with how high you've lifted our spirits."

parting ways with sevika and waving goodbye to jinx and (seemingly) her younger sister, you couldn't help but feel giddy. the most revered and loyal person in zaun was a fan of yours, she wanted to keep spotting your act, and now you had jinx as a wingwoman on stage. you never thought life could get any better as a little singer from the underground.

i'm sooooo sorry this took me so long But i am back to getting requests and asks written since i'm on break now :) feel free to send some!

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i love reading the wiki and seeing something i've never noticed before

thanks to that, i spent another five hours on wikipedia and not doing my job. so! let's get into the ghouls' stigmas and how they could relate to these demons they made a pact with

probably spoilers through current episode idk

first of all, prior to this rabbit hole i had never heard of the ars goetia. however, going through these lists, i had heard of several of these demons in maaaaany many things from popular media. seems to be a common list to snatch from (any blue exorcist or obey me fans here?)

also, i used the wiki for a lot of this post, and it seems like the wiki is slightly out of date, but still good for the most part. if anyone notices anything wrong, please message me!!

so the ars goetia is, at its simplest, one part of a grimoire that's been translated several times since the 1500s. it has a list of demons and other parts of black magic (technically goetia is the darker counterpart of thurgia, both of them which make up ceremonial magic.) the ars goetia lists off something like 70-something demons and their counterpart angels and their basic roles and powers.

also, each of these demons has a sigil, but weirdly enough, the symbol in the logo of the game and a lot of other things in game are more remniscient of nordic runes and not these symbols. not sure what that means.

so, i'll be going through this list of the ghouls whose stigmas we know so that you don't have to! i'll go in house order to keep it simple. if i miss someone whose stigma we know, shoot me an ask and i'll edit this post.

JIN - "Bianerus"; the ability to control others by his command; anagram of Naberius. in the ars goetia, naberius is the same thing as cerberus i guess lmao. that's fun. gonna keep an eye out for metaphors of jin guarding the gates of hell. usually appears in the form of a crow. when naberius speaks, it's with a hoarse voice, but it makes men amiable in "rhetoric and all arts." basically makes them agreeable and talented. interesting how they translated that to jin's power, and even more interesting that they didn't give the ice king one of the kings listed in the ars goetia. as this list goes on, some of the stigmas are pretty direct translations and others are a little more of a reach, but it's still fun to see where some of the inspiration could have come from.

TOHMA - "Argeas"; the ability to send vibrations across distances; anagram of Agares. that demon rules the east side of hell, and this is super funny, his power is to destroy dignity. sound like a certain petty bitch to anyone else?

LUCAS - "Iggnaim"; the ability to create barriers around himself and others (and also had a crazy creature appear when we touched him); anagram of Ginigam. this guy is a great marquis who apparently will be patient while being summoned and will answer all your questions until you send him back. how polite. he teaches science things and gives an account of any soul who died at sea with sin. funny that they gave him to the guy from "across the pond"

KAITO - we don't know his yet but he sees auras. i'll just start skipping the people we don't know

ALAN - "Yagsal Olbasa"; implied to be insane super strength but we don't know for sure yet i guess; anagram of Glasya-Labolas. crazy name. his names in other translations are even crazier. he's the captain of bloodshed, has to do with the past and "what's to come" and tells people about it, and can incite both love and homicide in people. truly a captain's captain. this is a really fitting one for alan, i think. also, alan's lil animal chibi is a german shepard and this demon is depicted as a dog with wings. the crowd goes "awww"

LEO - "Haxs"; extends his hearing; anagram of Shax. shax is another one with a lot of differently translated names and he's also a great marquis. shax's entire entry made me laugh out loud, he and leo would get along like a house on fire. shax takes the hearing and sight from those the summoner chooses, steals money, knows when lies are told, speaks in a beautiful voice when compelled not to lie....it goes on. basically he steals and lies. perfect, no notes.

SHO - "Spurno"; stated to 'jam things'; anagram of Purson. sho is the first one to have a demon that's considered one of the great kings. he can reveal secrets of the past, present, and future, and is also said to be involved in revealing the antichrist. he can also find hidden objects and treasures! cool, but not quite sure how this would relate to sho's stigma. maybe it'll make more sense when we learn more about sho's abilities. personally i think this might end up relating more to whatever we learn about hyde.

HARU - the bitch that started this whole post - "Bahnti"; the ability to lessen gravity's effect on his body; anagram of Bathin. he's a duke of hell who knows a lot about stones and birds, and more importantly, can "bring men suddenly to another place." he also helps aid in astral projection! it's probably the near teleportation he got his stigma from. super cool correlation on this one

(EDIT ty @unhindged-memes !!) REN - "Raothtas"; literally used it to clean. it cleaned ink. that's cool i guess. maybe the ability to erase/remove? could be cool; anagram of Astaroth. he's apparently a super powerful demon, which honestly works with my theory that ren's abilities are going to be crazy once we actually see them. he also seduces people with laziness!! very ren, love that for him

TAIGA - "Malab"; we actually don't know what his is yet. HOWEVER!!!! this feeds into my taiga knows something theory and also my time loop theory; this is an anagram of Balam. balam is a "great and powerful king of hell" who could give perfect answers on things past, present and to come. PERFECT. ANSWERS. past present and TO COME. he can also make men invisible and he's three headed, but whatever. do you see!! DO YOU SEE WHAT I'M SAYING

ROMEO - "Tiris"; the ability to turn things into a bomb; anagram of Sitri. sitri is a prince and depicted as a very beautiful man lmao right on the nose with that one. also less related, but sitri makes men and women fall in love with each other. i think that's probably more where they got the character's name from than his powers.

RITSU - "Acimo"; the ability to harden his body (lol); anagram of Camio. he is a president and a great disputer, and can apparently make creatures understand each other. good go-between guy. also apparently more powerful in december! ritsu's birthday is in january though :/

SUBARU - "Talnandio"; the ability to read residual thoughts from things; anagram of Dantalion. this one is also super on the nose. dantalion was said to be someone who could declare counsel on anyone, aka he could know the thoughts and minds of any man. it's also said that he wears many faces. hmmm actor, anyone? this one almost deserves a whole post, i'll have to come back to this.

LYCA - "Ramsochisa"; the ability to track anything he has smelled before by scent; anagram of Marchosias. i genuinely forgot this was what his stigma was lmao some note taker i am. this guy's depicted as a wolf though, so there we go for the werewolf thing. also, kinda a sad connection, but marchosias believed that after 1500 years, he would be able to return to heaven with the other fallen angels. he's also the one that's most reliably conjured and will always answer true. this feels very lyca, i think this one matches up well.

YURI - "Agnihaet"; hyperactivates his braincells; anagram of Haagenti. surprisingly little information, but apparently he can make men wise by instructing them in every subject. nice. he can also turn water into wine! where's that ability yuri, huh?

ghouls whose stigmas we don't really know yet: kaito (auras), ren (used it to clean??? ok maid outfit card where are you) , haku, zenji, taiga, edward, rui (only technically. we know it can relieve exhaustion and stuff but we don't know his word or demon anagram), and jiro (whose stigma reflects injuries back to the dealer.)

damn that was long. there's a few demons that i think could potentially match up after reading through this list so many times, but it's gonna be hard to know for sure given that some of these don't translate directly to their powers. i'll make another updated post once we know more of their stigmas

and also more about the pacts in general! how did they learn to summon a demon? why were they summoning in the first place? what did they ask for? so many questions, this game drives me insane

ask box and messages are always open!

[scmg11]

KATE BISHOP x READER

THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA

A/N: HELLO, HELLO, HELLO BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE! How are you?

I know, I know, I've disappeared again, but I've been struggling with my calculus exam and it's driving me crazy! But here I am!

Not gonna lie, I had so much fun writing this and I'm pretty proud of everything turned out (I was actually going to make this a book, but who knows? Tell me what you think *wink*).

As always, I'm sending you guys so so much love ❤️

Enjoy ❤️

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Summary: Kate, CEO of BishopTech, is in need of a new assistant but has the reputation of keeping them for less than two days before firing them? Is Y/N going to last longer? She is there to stay.

Warnings: crass language, kissing but nothing too explicit.

Word count: 28343 words.

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"Oh no, no, no, please no!" Y/N sprinted down the street to take the bus but before she could get in the doors closed and it drove away. "Great. Just fucking great!" Y/N lifted her arms up in the air in frustration then slammed them on her sides, huffing out angrily. "I’m gonna be fucking late for my job interview. Just great." Y/N spent a few seconds to regain her breath on the curb before murmuring under her breath, "and also a lot more broke than expected." Y/N sighed out loud dramatically and lifted her left hand up to call for a cab that was luckily driving down the street, "where to?"

Y/N gave the driver the address and sighed out in relief after controlling her phone. 7:54. She won’t be late.

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"Miss Y/L/N?" Y/N lifted her head from her phone when she heard someone calling her last name and smiled at the blonde already grinning at her as she sat up and walked towards her, standing on the threshold of the room she was just in.

"Hi, I’m Y/N."

"I’m Carol. I’m the head of the Nanotech Department, but today I’m your interviewer for your job interview." Carol introduced herself after closing the door behind her and smiled widely at Y/N signaling her to sit on the chair in front of her huge wooden desk. As soon as Carol sat down, Y/N opened her bag and grabbed her resume, offering to the blond, who took a few moments to skid her eyes over the paper but focusing on each word written on it, while Y/N wrung on her fingers nervously, her eyes jumping from each object present in Carol’s room to distract herself, "really impressing Miss Y/L/N. You graduated with highest honors in Electronic and Computer engineering at Stanford. Top of every class. Oh top scorer in your soccer team, I see! Impressive. Very impressive. Have you and your team ever won something?"

"Yeah, we won 3 tournaments in a row."

"Wow, do you still play?"

"Sometimes. Not as much as I want to since all my teammates are still in California." Y/N shrugged, showing a nostalgic smile as she remembered all the good times she had with her teammates and friends.

"That’s sad. I always admired soccer, it’s a very interesting sport." Carol commented while taking a few more looks at Y/N’s resume, then moved on asking a few more questions to Y/N, a few personals, but most of them were about a few technical stuff and as the interview went on, Carol found herself surprisingly but also delightfully stunned at how wonderfully Y/N’s mind worked, "you are surely the best candidate I had interviewed today. So-." Carol stretched her serious, professional frown into a wide smile as she prepared to give Y/N good news, but got stopped mid-sentence by her phone on her desk ringing loudly, "excuse me for a moment." Carol smiled apologetically at Y/N, who nodded in understanding and tried to look around casually to not make it obvious she was listening to the call Carol just answered, "yes? No, I had been busy this morning with interviews for the job you told me about. Yeah. No but- what? But- okay fine. I’ll see you in a bit. Bye." Carol sighed out after ending the call and placed her phone back down on the desk, "well, this is unfortunate. I was actually gonna give you the job but sadly our engineer that was retiring isn’t retiring anymore since he has to finish a few projects before doing that."

"Oh, that’s- cool I guess." Y/N muttered sadly, feeling her heart falling into her stomach and her eyes stinging a bit with unshed tears, but she resolutely held them in, scratching her forehead instead to calm herself down.

"No but, wait. You are a great engineer and after this interview I would be a complete idiot not assuming you. But unfortunately we don’t have any vacant spots at the moment. For engineer positions at least." Carol’s sad expression morphed into a mischievous one, staring at Y/N as she lifted her right eyebrow up.

"I’m not following." Y/N spoke out uncertainly and looked at Carol confused, but the blonde was quick to explain further.

"The CEO of this company fired her last assistant just last night. She absolutely needs another one." Carol explained, hoping Y/N understood what she meant, but when Y/N kept staring at her with her eyebrows knitted in confusion, she continued, "what I’m trying to say is- I’m offering you a job as her new assistant. I know it’s not what you came here for, but it can pave you the way to a spot as an engineer here. You can still show your value as her assistant. Please, think about it. This company really needs you and your mind." Y/N thought over all the options she had. She came here this morning for a job here, but as an engineer. It was what she wanted. It was the reason she left her home in California and moved to New York, to start new in a new city. She needed a job. Especially because she was broke and needed to pay the rent. So any type of job, at least in the beginning, would suffice. It couldn’t be that bad being an assistant, right? The CEO’s assistant to be exact, so it will be a really important spot to an extent. And also, she had always been a well organized person, she could do that for someone else. Right? And it could lead her to the job she dreamed to have here. After a few more moments of weighing the pros and cons of this job offer, she stared at Carol resolutely.

"Okay."

"Okay?" Carol asked a bit perplexed, not exactly believing Y/N actually considered her offer, that quickly even.

"Yeah. I accept your offer."

"Wow, okay. Hm- this may sound maybe a bit too much but- can you start like- now?"

"What?"

"I know it’s fast. But our CEO needs an assistant as soon as possible. She tends to be pretty busy and she needs someone to help her out."

"Okay? Yeah, okay. Hm- do I need to know something about being an assistant?" Y/N asked uncertainly as she shrugged anxiously.

"Okay? Oh, that’s great! C’mon, I’ll take you to our CEO, then." Carol sat up from her chair and signaled Y/N do the same, opening the door for her and leading her down a big hallway that lead to the elevator. "To answer your question all you need is to be well organized to sort out our CEO’s agenda. Oh and a lot of patience. She tends to be a bit- hm- tough sometimes. But please hold on tight. We need you here." As Carol finished speaking, the loud ‘ding’ of the elevator ringed loudly to signal its arrival and the two girls filed in the elevator.

The ride was pretty quick since Carol’s office was 5 floors down the company’s CEO’s one, but it was filled with quick advices to be the CEO’s assistant here. "What do you mean with ‘she tends to be a bit tough’?" Y/N asked as they filed out of the elevator, keeping up a fast pace to an happy and giddy Carol.

"Nothing to worry about too much. She likes to annoy her assistants that much that they quit or she gives them a real reason to fire them- in like two days."

"What?!" Y/N asked bewildered, whipping her head around to stare at Carol in disbelief but it was too late, Carol was already knocking on the CEO’s door with a big, bright smile on her lips and a few moments later a quiet ‘come in’ reached the two girls’ ears, making Carol open the door swiftly.

"Hey boss, are you busy?"

"Just give me a second, I’m finishing this report." Y/N heard a deep, husky voice coming from behind a big computer and tried to take a look at the mysterious woman typing away on the keyboard and sighed out loudly when she didn’t succeed in her task as she was hid away behind her computer.

"It won’t take too long. I came here to tell you, you don’t need to find a new assistant anymore. I got you one."

The woman behind the big wooden desk stopped her frantic typing and finally came into view as she peeked her head to the side of her huge desktop, almost knocking the air out of Y/N’s lungs with her endless beauty, "I don’t need a new assistant. I already told you that."

"No, you need an assistant. We talked about this. So I nicely took over the interview part and found one. She is great for this job." Y/N gulped loudly when the woman’s ocean blue eyes focused on her and gave her a once over, scrutinizing her carefully, causing her to stay frozen on her spot, incapable of moving with those eyes on her.

"No." Kate finally said and moved back behind the computer, resuming her frantic typing on the keyboard.

"C’mon! Do it for me. I promise you she will be the best assistant you’ve ever had." Carol pushed as she stressed her words, "please."

"One week."

"Six months." Carol counter offered, lifting her right eyebrow up when Kate stopped typing and leaned over the computer to look at Carol unamused once again.

The blue eyed woman scoffed and shook her head, "two weeks."

"Four months."

"Three weeks."

"Three months." Carol counter offered again with a firm tone, pining the woman down with a resolute look and it seemed to work as a moment later the black haired girl slumped her taut shoulders and sighed out loud.

"Okay fine. If she quits before the month ends, I will not be held responsible."

"Oh please, you always are the reason why your assistants quit."

"It won’t happen." Y/N spoke for the first time since she entered the room, making two pair of eyes focus on her and she gulped again. Carol nodded at her proudly, while the black haired girl’s gaze stayed curious but held a bit of mischief that made Y/N shiver. "I won’t quit."

"We’ll see about that." The black haired woman stated in a low, raspy tone, that it totally didn’t make Y/N tremble, and seemed to think about something for a few seconds because her face almost lighted up like a Christmas tree before she spoke up again, "when can you start?"

"Now." Both Y/N and Carol spoke at the same time, making the CEO nod impressed. For a few moments silence fell in the room with Carol staring at the black haired woman almost in reprimand, while she looked at Y/N like she was the predator getting ready to jump on its prey, but it was short lived when Carol’s phone broke the silence ringing loudly.

"Sorry- I need to go." The blonde grimaced at Y/N after controlling the ID caller then stared Kate down with a warning glint in her eyes once more, "you-." Carol trailed off pointing at the black haired woman, who lifted her eyebrow up and smirked defiantly, "behave."

With that Carol bid the two girls goodbye and walked out of the room while answering her phone, the door closing behind her, "okay, Jenny. Since you decided to punish yourself and me with you being here and wanting to be my assistant-." The black haired girl resumed typing on the keyboard without looking at Y/N, "I want you to call Frank from the LarryCorp, Trevor from NanoTech, Gary from PML and Lauren from Logan Limited and invite them here to talk about our last product that needs to be introduced to the market. Then I want you to go the laundry and pick up the suit for a party I need to go on Thursday. Then you can order my lunch- chicken salad with no kale and tomatoes. Oh then you need to call Shuri here, I need to discuss with her regarding a few things about our prototype. Then you-." Kate stopped talking when she diverted her gaze for a moment on Y/N and found her wringing on her fingers in the middle of the room, looking like a deer in headlights, "I’m sorry, was I boring you with my schedule?"

"No- I just- I don’t have a notebook with me."

"Then fucking get one. Or type on your phone, or try to put your fucking brain to work. I don’t care. I hope you’ll remember everything I told you. I expect an update on every single thing I told you in 30 minutes."

Y/N tried to open her mouth to counter back wittingly but decided against it when the black haired girl resumed her typing and was clearly over with the conversation, so she turned around and walked towards the door but before exiting the CEO’s office, she turned towards the blue eyed girl and spoke up with annoyance clear in her tone, "it’s Y/N, by the way."

"I don’t care." Kate countered back quickly, still not looking at Y/N and keeping typing on her keyboard.

With that Y/N exited the room and after closing the door, she leaned her body on it and sighed out loudly, "what a fucking bitch."

"New recruit?" A red haired woman approached Y/N with an apologetic smile as she carried a stack of paperwork, looking at her with an apologetic grimace.

"Yeah, I am her new assistant." Y/N pointed with her thumb to the room behind her and shook her head softly with an humorless laugh.

"Kate can be a bit tough sometimes, but once she warms up to you, she is a sweetheart. Let’s just say she is not prone on warming up to her assistants." The redhead stated with a warm smile and a snort before signaling Y/N with a small tilt of her head to follow her, "I’m Wanda."

"Y/N, nice to meet you. Do you need a hand?"

"No, don’t worry, I just need to put them on my desk before delivering it to my boss." Wanda pointed to two doors down Kate’s one after placing the stack of papers on her desk and Y/N nodded in understanding.

"Hm- listen, I’m not usually someone that asks for help but- this is my first day here and I actually have never been an assistant in my life. Can you help me?"

"Of course! What did Kate asked you to do?"

"Hm, she said a lot of things- I didn’t have a notebook so I need to remember everything she said. Okay- hm- she said something about a laundry. I need to pick up her suit for a party on Thursday and she asked me to order her lunch. That’s what ai remember the most, then she said to call a bunch of people for a meeting for a new device, oh and she asked to call someone named Shirley- no- Sheila- no-hm-."

"Shuri."

"Yeah! That. Hm- I think that’s all."

"Okay, I can handle a few things since I have a little bit of free time. I will take care of her laundry and call those people. I know who she was talking about. Jane has that meeting on her agenda next week already. Here-." Wanda trailed off to write down something on a small piece of paper and gave it to Y/N. "This is her favorite restaurant’s number. Chicken salad, no kale and tomatoes, right?"

"Yeah, how do you-?"

"I’ve sometimes helped Kate when she didn’t have an assistant after making her quit."

"Oh, okay."

"Then, go to the 14th floor and ask Okoye for Shuri to send her up here."

"Noted. Thank you so much Wanda. I owe you big time."

"Ah, there’s no need." Wanda waved Y/N off like it was no big deal doing almost everything Kate asked her to in her stead while rounding her desk and sitting on her chair, already picking up the phone on the desk to make a call. "How much time do you have?"

"About 26 minutes."

"Alright, in 15 minutes you will be done with everything and will communicate it to her, just to impress Kate on your first day." Wanda winked before signaling her to move toward her desk to call the restaurant, Y/N immediately moving to the empty desk and picking up the phone.

-

"Hm, hi. I’m looking for-hm- Shuri."

"A new face." Okoye looked up from the paper she was reading and gazed up and down Y/N with a blank face.

"Yeah, I’m Miss Bishop’s new assistant."

"Oh, poor kid." Okoye looked at Y/N with sorrow on her features as she sat up from her chair and rounded the desk to pat Y/N’s shoulder gently, an apologetic frown never leaving her face, "how is it going?"

"It’s been 12 minutes and I already need a vacation."

Okoye laughed heartily and nodded, "oh, I bet. Anyway, are you looking for Shuri?"

"Yeah, Miss Bishop needs her in her office to talk about-."

"Our prototype." A voice behind Y/N stopped Y/N mid-sentence and caused the Y/H/C girl to turn around to look at who interrupted her. "Hi, I’m Shuri."

"Y/N, Miss Bishop’s new assistant."

"Oh, I’m so sorry." Shuri looked apologetically at Y/N before patting her shoulder like Okoye did, "anyway, let’s go before she gets mad."

-

"Jenny!" It was later that day and Y/N was typing a few things on her new desktop as she organized Kate’s messy agenda, the assistant that was here before her did such a poor job with it that every appointment was in the wrong place or misspelled, while Wanda was finishing printing a few paperwork for Jane. "Jenny!"

"Who’s Jenny?" Wanda asked after hearing Kate shouting that name again and looked at Y/N quizzically, who sported an annoyed look on her face while sighing loudly, already sitting up from her.

"Me. That’s how she registered my name."

Wanda placed her hand on her mouth to suppress a snort while Y/N rolled her eyes good-naturedly at her before opening the door to her boss’ office, "Jenny, how many times do I fucking need to call you before you come here?"

"If you call me by my real name, I will surely come faster." Y/N retorted wittingly, smiling too sweetly at the black haired girl, who looked up immediately at her from the papers she was reviewing, a withering glint shining in her ocean blue eyes.

"I would shove that attitude up your ass if I were you. Remember who is in charge." Kate countered back with a snaring tone and Y/N immediately nodded and lowered her gaze, clutching on her notepad and pen.

"I’m sorry."

"That’s better. I need a report from Clint. It’s in the drawer." Kate pointed to the drawer right beside her and Y/N looked at her bewildered. She swallowed the ‘you could’ve grabbed it yourself’ and obliged, sauntering towards Kate and opening the drawer. She found Clint’s folder and opened it, furrowing her eyebrows as she wondered what she was looking for, "are you looking for a solution to the cold fusion?"

"Hm- no?"

"Then why the fuck does it take you so long for that file?"

Y/N rolled her eyes inwardly and tried to answer without telling her boss to fuck off, "I don’t know what I’m looking for."

"The nano-robotic files from June."

Y/N nodded, although she knew Kate couldn’t see her as she was still focused on her papers, and quickly grabbed the files she asked for and gave them to her. "Do you need anything else?"

"No, that’s it." And with that Y/N walked out of the office, sitting down unceremoniously on her chair and sighing loudly as she rubbed her temples.

"You okay?" Y/N looked up to a girl, smiling apologetically at her before focusing on Wanda beside her looking at her with a small smile.

"Yeah, just- rough first day. I-I’m Y/N Y/L/N."

"Oh, you’re Kate’s new assistant. I’m so sorry."

"You guys here have been telling me this the whole day." Y/N snorted humorlessly and Wanda snorted under her breath.

"Because Kate is a sweetheart but just not with her assistants. I’m Jane by the way." The brunette offered her hand to Y/N and Y/N was quick to shake it, smiling warmly at her.

"My pleasure."

"Wan, honey, I need the reports we talked about in 10 minutes. Thank you. It was a pleasure Y/N and please, hold on tight. You seem nice and it would be great having you around."

"Thank you so much. If you ever need an extra hand, I will gladly help you."

"That’s lovely of you." And with a smile Jane moved to her office. Y/N waited until the door closed before turning to Wanda and looking at her pleadingly, "can we switch bosses?"

-

"Ugh, I need fucking vacation." Y/N slumped on her chair for the umpteenth time that day, fatigue from the day weighing on her shoulders.

"It’s only been two days, Y/N." Wanda countered back with a small giggle and sat on Y/N’s desk beside her.

"I don’t even want to imagine what a week with her will be. And to think I came here to be an engineer."

"What?"

"Oh- you see." Y/N laughed when Wanda stared at her in bewilderment, "yesterday I actually came here for the vacant spot Clint was leaving to retire." Wanda nodded as she followed Y/N’s words, "I almost got it, until someone told Carol he won’t retire until his last projects are done."

"Oh Y/N, I’m so sorry."

"It’s fine. Carol wanted me to work for this company, so she proposed to be Kate’s assistant until that electronic engineer spot is free again." Y/N shrugged and smiled at Wanda a bit uncertainly, the redhead looking at her apologetically.

"I’m so sorry Y/N. But look it on the bright side, that job is yours. You just need to hang tight as Kate’s assistant."

"Yeah, it’s a little bit easier said than done though." Wanda giggled at that and nodded, patting Y/N’s shoulder softly.

"I know. But hey- it’s Friday and we’re almost done. Wanna get a few drinks?"

Y/N looked at a hopeful Wanda and smiled brightly at her, "are you kidding? I will need more than a few drinks to forget about these past two days and to get myself ready for the next."

-

"Hm- hello?" Y/N fought sleep as she answered her phone and took a look at the alarm beside her showing 4:48 a.m. on it.

"JENNY?! WHY AREN’T YOU ANSWERING MY TEXTS?" Y/N grimaced as she pulled her phone away from her ear at Kate’s screeching tone, hearing faint EDM music in the background.

"Because it’s the middle of the night?!" Y/N couldn’t help but answer with a bit of a bitchy tone, but her sleepy mind was still trying to function properly.

"Then fucking get up and get a car to get me." And with that Kate hung up and Y/N slumped back on her pillow with a grunt.

"Bitch."

-

"Jenny!" Jane got interrupted in the middle of her retelling of their last online meeting with a few Spanish companies and Y/N sighed as she sat up from her chair.

"Who is Jenny?"

"That’s me." Y/N smiled sarcastically at Jane and watched as she suppressed a snort as she grabbed her notepad and pen, "I’m sorry. I’ll be right back."

"Jenny!" Y/N grimace at Kate’s loud scream as she opened her door and closed it right after, "does your brain have a problem communicating with your feet? Why does it take you so long to come in here when I call you."

"I-hm-." Y/N cleared her throat to swallow the witty remark and continued, "Jane was telling me about your last meeting."

Kate looked up from her phone and stayed in silence for a moment before speaking up, "I need Steve here, call him. Then you need to grab my purp-."

"Purple suit. Done. It’s already in your apartment." Kate looked at Y/N and tried to hide her impressed expression as she scrutinized her.

"Order me lunch."

"Chicken salad with no kale and tomatoes. Coming right up." Y/N was quick to continue and Kate nodded at her, but her face was still blank.

"Okay, that’s it."

Y/N nodded at Kate and smiled when she turned around and exited the office, unaware of Kate’s curious and impressed stare.

-

"I must say, I’m impressed, Jenny. You survived your first week here without hitches."

"Miss Bishop, it’s been a week. Can you please call me by my real name? It’s Y/N."

"You don’t like Jenny?" Kate asked with a wide, teasing grin on her lips, clearly messing up with Y/N. "Jenny is a great name."

"It surely is, but it’s not my name. My name is Y/N."

Silence fell down around the two girls in the big office, Kate staring up at Y/N with a blank face before a devilish grin cracked it, "alright, Jenny. I- okay, jeez. There’s no need to look at me like that! Y/N, better?" Kate rolled her eyes good-naturedly at the Y/H/C girl staring at her annoyed and lifted her arms up in surrender, a ghost of a smile adorning her lips.

"Yeah." Y/N’s annoyed look got quickly replaced with a wide grin and nodded happily at the black haired girl.

"Anyway, I called you here because I need you to go to Natasha downstairs and ask her for our cloaking device and take it to my house, with all the reports, as soon as she finishes revising it."

"Okay, do not forget you have a brunch with your mother tomorrow, at 11 a.m." Y/N was quick to remember Kate as she looked at her agenda, causing Kate to nod as she probably tried to stash that information in her mind to remember it.

"Okay, thank you."

Y/N exited Kate’s office with a wide grin that didn’t go unnoticed by Wanda, who stared at her quizzically with her eyes narrowed, "why so smiley after coming out of Kate’s office? It’s a first for an assistant."

"She called me by my real name."

"No Jenny?"

"No!" Y/N exclaimed enthusiastically, opening her arms and smiling in disbelief at Wanda as she made her way towards her sat behind her desk. "Well I technically asked her to, but she did!"

"Good, that means she is warming up to you. You can be her first assistant staying here for more than 9 days."

"I didn’t know I was here to break records." Y/N joked, making the redhead laugh heartily at her, before shaking her head to focus, "anyway, I’m going downstairs."

"Okay, do you need help to know which floor you need to go to?"

"Hm, yeah actually. She mentioned someone new. Natasha, I think. She needs a cloaking device she is working on."

"N-Natasha?" Wanda asked with wide eyes as her cheeks immediately tinted with red, a reaction that go unnoticed by the Y/H/C girl.

"Yeah."

"Oh, well, do you want me to accompany you? I mean you had never been to 16th floor."

"That would be great! Are you busy now?" Y/N exclaimed excitedly, not picking up on Wanda’s weird behavior.

"No! I mean, hm- no, I’m almost finished anyway." Wanda stated casually after sprinting up her chair and fixing her dress, but Y/N didn’t pay too much attention on her, as she walked towards her desk, grabbed her notebook and pen and joined Wanda again in front of her desk.

"Great!"

The ride to the 16th floor was quick with Wanda fluffing her hair and checking her makeup in the mirror, while Y/N took another look at Kate’s agenda. The elevator dinged and the two exited it to walk into the electronic and nano-tech labs, Wanda guiding them to where Natasha was, finding her hunched over a device on her desk, a mess with electronic parts, papers and a few tools scattered all over it.

"Wanda Maximoff. To whom do I owe my gratitude to have you here down here?" Natasha looked up from the device as soon as she heard footsteps approaching her and smiled charmingly at the redhead, something that piqued Y/N’s interest. Y/N smiled inwardly when she looked at Wanda and found her blushing as she smiled giddily at the other redhead.

"Hm, Y/N here needs you."

"Fresh meat. Hi, I’m Natasha." Y/N took the redhead’s hand and shook it with a polite grin.

"I’m Y/N, Miss Bishop’s new assistant."

"Oh you are the girl that survived for 7 days straight. Impressive."

"Yeah, I’m aiming at breaking the 9 days straight record as her assistant." Y/N joked and Natasha laughed heartily at that.

"You’re funny. I like it. I will threaten Kate to punch her in the face if she ever fires you." Natasha smirked at Y/N and resumed her work on the device after telling the girls to sit in front of her.

"Carol already told her to give me a chance for three months, so she technically forbidden her to fire me during that time." Y/N explained and Natasha nodded happily.

"That’s great." Natasha giggled and grabbed a paper on the desk, reading it before nodding and continuing with her work, "so tell me, Y/N, how is working for Kate?"

"A great challenge to be honest. She demands and expects a lot, but I think I can handle her."

"Hm, you would be the first." Natasha joked as she focused her attention on the device she was finishing fixing, while Y/N stared at her working curiously, her hands hitching to help her out but she resisted.

"Yeah well, Wanda had helped me a lot during this week. I owe her a lot."

"Oh please, I didn’t do anything special. I was happy to help." Wanda waved Y/N off with her right hand before laid her chin on her closed fists as she perched on the table to look at Natasha working. Y/N could swear she saw her eyes become heart-shaped eyes as she stared lovingly at her, that thought made her laugh inwardly.

After sharing a few more chats, Natasha lifted her eyes up from the device, focusing her attention on Y/N before looking at Wanda with a knowing glint in her blue eyes, "since it’s Friday, we need to celebrate Y/N surviving as Kate’s assistant for a week."

"Oh I really want to, but I need to go as soon as you’re done and take this device to Kate’s place."

"So what? You will join us after. We will celebrate at Cerbero. It’s a great night club, first round of drinks on me. C’mon!"

Y/N felt like it was impossible to say no to Wanda and Natasha when they stared pointedly at her and pouting, so with an entertained snort and a small shake of her head, she caved in, "alright."

"Yay!" Wanda cheered loudly as she clapped her hands before high-fiving Natasha, who sported the same wide grin as her.

-

Y/N arrived at Kate’s apartment about an hour later, balancing the device in the box on her left hip as she fumbled with the keys Kate gave her, sighing out in victory when she finally slotted the key in the lock and opened the blue eyed girl’s door. After taking the key out and balancing the box back in her hands, she entered the apartment and almost dropped the device on the floor when she was met with the sight of Kate’s face buried between some girl’s legs, both stark naked on the couch. "Oh shit." The girl murmured traumatized, trying to communicate with her feet to fucking move but her brain short-circuited and made her stand froze on her spot.

"Ah! Who are you?!" The blonde girl screamed in fright as she tried to cover herself as much as she could with her hands, but she was clearly not doing a good job. That caught Kate’s attention, who detached her mouth from the girl’s vagina and looked at the intruder, her blue eyes recognized her an instant later. Y/N really wanted to look away, but she couldn’t help but notice the black haired girl’s chin was glistening. She really hoped she had her hands free to cover her eyes, to not endure witnessing this embarrassing moment for one more second, but she sadly couldn’t.

"Y/N, what are you doing here?"

"I-I- the d-device you a-asked." Y/N cursed herself under her breath for stuttering but Kate didn’t seem to mind, as she lifted her hand from the girl’s thigh and pointed mindlessly towards her kitchen table.

"Great. Now go." After speaking, Kate didn’t wait for Y/N to exit her apartment and immediately focused her attention back on the girl spread on her couch, diving her face right back between her legs. When the blonde moaned Kate’s name loudly, Y/N’s brain finally kickstarted and made her move quickly, leaving the device on the table and flying out of Kate’s apartment.

-

"Oh my god! This is priceless. Did you really walked in on Kate fucking a girl on her couch?" Natasha asked in entertained disbelief and laughed loudly, wiping a few tears that escaped, when Y/N nodded with a grimace, Wanda doing the exact same.

"It was awful. Ugh." Y/N stated before tilting her head back and chugging a shot to try to erase those images from her brain.

"I wish I was there to see your reaction." Natasha laughed loudly again and this time leaned her body on Wanda for stability, making the other girl stop laughing and blush wildly. The other redhead didn’t pay attention to it, but it didn’t go unnoticed by Y/N, who took advantage of Natasha having her eyes closed to lift her right eyebrow up curiously at Wanda as she took a sip of her drink. Wanda’s blush deepened and that was all Y/N needed to know. She took a mental note to talk to her about it soon. "Another round?"

-

"Hey, how was your weekend?" Y/N asked when she heard footsteps approaching her, smiling sweetly at Wanda as she walked towards her, who did the same.

"Pretty good, how about yours?" Wanda asked after placing her coat on the rack and went to sit on her desk, while Y/N sat up from her chair and approached her, crossing her arms and leaning her left hip on the desk to come face to face with Wanda.

"Normal. I slept most of the time. A week here and I’m barely keeping my eyes open from how much tired I am." Y/N joked and Wanda giggled softly at her words, "now, let’s talk about the most important thing I wanted to discuss. When were you gonna tell me you have a crush on Natasha?"

"Shhhh! I don’t have a crush on her." Wanda shushed Y/N hastily before looking around her to make sure no one heard them.

"Oh yes, you do." Y/N smirked widely at Wanda, who sported a red hue on her cheeks and quickly sat up from her desk to run away from her, goin to sit on her own chair and have the desk to separate them, but it only made Y/N ten times happier as she grinned widely. "So-." Y/N started, bending slightly to lean over Wanda’s desk on her elbows and placing her head on her closed fists, making her cheeks puff a bit, "when are you gonna tell her?"

Wanda scoffed while looking at Y/N like she just went crazy, "never."

"Why?! She likes you too! Trust me, I’m good with these things."

"Hm no, you’re not?! Listen Y/N, I like our friendship, we became fast friends and you may know me that much to tell I have a crush on Natasha-."

"A-HA!" Y/N interrupted Wanda and pointed her index finger at her with a bright smile, making Wanda roll her eyes good-naturedly and emit an exasperated sigh at Y/N’s behavior but a smile stretched over her face too.

"As I was saying, you may know me, but you met Natasha just Friday and we only spent a few hours together. You don’t know her."

"Maybe, but I like to observe. That much to know that she has a habit to bit her bottom lip when she is focused on a task, or that she likes to communicate with her eyes when the object of the conversation is obvious, or that she has a smile that she reserves only for you every time you’re around. I may not know her, but my point of view, completely out of any dynamic, is the truest one you can ever get. Hell- you can even ask it to Miss Bishop, I’m sure she knows that too."

"Ask me what?" At that both girls focused on the voice coming from behind Y/N, Wanda peeking from Y/N’s left shoulder while Y/N turned only her head around to look who was behind her. Only when Y/N realized it was her boss behind her and she was literally bend over in front of her giving her a view of her ass in her black, tight jeans, Y/N widened her eyes comically and straightened her body up to a more appropriate position for a work place.

"Nothing." Y/N and Wanda spoke at the same time, sporting an embarrassed smile as both tried to avoid Kate’s scrutinizing look.

"Okay, well- Y/N, I need you in my office in 10 minutes, I have a meeting in an hour and I need every paper you can find on Tess Nicholson."

"Yeah, sure." With a nod, Kate flew into her office and closed the door behind her, making both girls relax their shoulders and let out the breath they were both holding.

"Do you think she remember I literally walked in on her fucking someone on her couch a few days ago?"

"I don’t know. Maybe she is avoiding the subject to save both of you from a deep embarrassment."

"Hm, I hope you’re right."

-

"Perfect, this is perfect! Thank you Y/N, I have everything I need to make our new possible associate join our forces."

"Do you need anything else?" Y/N tried to contain her smile from the praising words Kate just used for her even if her attention was laser focused on the papers in front of her, but she was pretty sure Kate could detect her happiness and pride in her voice.

"No, thank you. You can go." Y/N nodded and made her way towards the door, but when her hand touched the door handle, Kate’s voice stopped her in her tracks, "actually, Y/N, about Friday night-."

Y/N almost fainted as those words reached her ears and carefully turned around to face Kate again, getting ready for Kate yelling at her for not knocking or invading her privacy, "I’m so-."

But what she imagined never came, as Kate ignored her and continued, "call Shuri up into my office. There’s a problem with the prototype."

Y/N let go of the breath she didn’t know she was holding and nodded tentatively, forcing her body to find the voice she was sure she lost to feebly speak to Kate, "yeah, s-sure."

-

"How the fuck is possible that this fucking thing isn’t fucking working?! We had been working on it for over a year to fix every flaw! But every time we switch it on, 7 seconds pass and the device shuts off from overheating!" Kate stressed in frustration, walking up and down her office as she massaged her temples.

"I don’t know Kate, I run every test possible, I made so many changes but the result is always the same." Shuri explained exasperated, stressed just as Kate on something they had been working on for so long. Y/N then took a look at everyone else present in the room, as a small briefing with Shuri became an emergency meeting with a few of her best engineers to find the flaw in their new device, and found the same expression on their faces, making her furrow her eyebrows apologetically.

"It’s actually the first time it worked this long. Last month’s test resulted in the device working for only 5 seconds before shutting off." Carol chimed in the conversation, done staying quiet while staring thoughtfully at the device on Kate’s desk.

"I controlled every single electronic part in the device on Friday before Y/N delivered it at your house, Kate. Nothing it’s wrong with it." Natasha stated calmly while massaging her temples too to calm her nerves down.

"Then why the fucks is this thing not working?!" Kate repeated the question and looked at every single person present in her office in the eyes but everyone avoided her gaze as they all focused on the device, almost like they hoped it could magically work if they stared at it hard enough.

"We don’t know, Kate. Maybe I can run some more tests." Jane suggested with a calming tone as she approached Kate, trying to make her relax just a bit by gently touching her shoulder and looking at Carol, standing on Y/N’s right, for help. Y/N looked at Wanda as she finished writing down the last few things said just like Y/N was doing, writing down everything that could be helpful later on, before staring at Kate walking back and forth in distress when she moved away from Jane and sighed out softly.

"I did them just an hour ago. Our system tells nothing’s wrong, but something’s clearly wrong or this fucking thing would fucking work!" Kate exclaimed with an hard, angry voice, sighing out loud to get rid of some tension.

"Hm- have you tried to switch to active cooling system to passive cooling system?" Y/N spoke up when no one talked for over a minute, everyone closed up in their minds as they thought over for a solution, and almost regretted talking when every pair of eyes in the room fell on her.

"What?" Shuri was the first to talk, a curious glint shining in her eyes as she focused all her attention on Y/N, her mind already working on Y/N’s solution.

"Passive cooling system. It’s-hm-."

"Hm, excuse me Y/N, did you major in electronic engineering in the past five minutes? Everyone here is the best in their field and an assistant wants to take their place?" Kate asked angrily, looking like she was ready to loose it.

"I-hm-." Y/N went to answer but the fiery look in Kate’s eyes stopped her in her tracks and swallowed anything she was about to say, looking down at her feet as she wrung her fingers nervously.

"She actually is Kate." Carol butted in right after, placing a comforting hand on Y/N’s right shoulder and caressing it softly, sending a small, encouraging smile at her, that Y/N feebly mirrored as she gazed quickly in eyes before focusing back on her shoes.

"She is what?"

"An electronic engineer."

"Are you fucking with me? Because this is not the time." Kate grunted out unamused and caressed her temples again.

"No, she came here 10 days ago for a job interview for Clint’s place but Clint is not retiring anytime soon so we don’t have any place as an electronic engineer to offer to her right now. I couldn’t let her go to any other company, so I offered her to be your assistant. She is truly amazing. Let’s listen to what she was saying. Please. It could work."

Kate stayed quiet for a few moments, thinking over everything that has been said and without adding anything else, she just gestured Y/N to go on with her idea with a wave of her hand, "hm, as I was saying-." Y/N cleared her throat to subdue her anxiety under Kate’s and everyone else’s scrutinizing gaze, "I couldn’t help but notice that you are using an active cooling system to cool down the device from overheating, but it’s clearly not working. The energy you’re using to cool down the electronic parts it’s not cooling down the components but it’s actually just heating them more. And the computer systems tell you nothing it’s wrong because it technically isn’t, it just needs another cooling system. So I suggest to switch to passive cooling system to bypass the overheating problem."

"Passive cooling system?" Kate asked only, her curiosity piqued by Y/N’s idea, just like everyone else’s in the room.

"Yes. With passive cooling system we can use natural conduction, convection and radiation to cool the components down. It will work. I fixed many similar problems with it."

"Yeah- oh, yeah. It could work!" Shuri thought over Y/N’s words as she stared at the device on Kate’s desk before nodding enthusiastically at her. "Nat, what do you say?"

"That we need her help in the lab. Can we borrow her for a while?" Natasha directed the question to Kate, who was still staring at Y/N with a mix of shock and confusion, but also something that resembled pride? Y/N was not so sure.

"Yeah. But when you’re done- Y/N I need to speak to you." Kate stated with a low tone as she stared pointedly at Y/N, who nodded unsure and a bit worried and walked out of her boss’ office with Carol, Natasha, Jane and Shuri, Wanda following them.

-

"Come in." Y/N entered Kate’s office at hearing her boss’ validation to go in and tentatively walked into the room, wringing her hands nervously after she closed the door and turned around to face Kate.

"Hm- the device works, we run a-."

"I know. Shuri just called me." Kate interrupted Y/N with her eyes still glued on her desktop’s screen but when her eyes moved onto her a moment later, Y/N almost fainted from anxiety. "Why didn’t you tell me about you?"

"Because it wasn’t important. Not now at least."

"What do you mean?" Kate sat up from her desk and rounded it, making Y/N almost flinch in fright, but stayed put and watched Kate lean over her desk with her butt as she crossed her arms and stared at her curiously. Despite the serious, heavy air surrounding them, Y/N couldn’t help but think how extremely hot Kate looked in that moment, with her well-fitted, tailored grey suit hugging her curves, her hair flowing down her shoulders in natural waves, her light makeup highlighting her blue eyes and her bossy pose. It made Y/N’s head spin with so many gay feelings but she couldn’t focus on them too much right now since they weren’t exactly appropriated because Kate was her boss and because that said boss was now right in front of her, with an angry expression that told Y/N she was about to be lectured.

"Like Carol said, she made an offer for me. Working as your assistant until I can get a job here as an engineer. So that’s what I am for now, your assistant."

"Oh wow." Kate exclaimed, closing her mouth right after, mulling over Y/N’s words. "Are you really putting aside your degree just to wait for that spot as an electronic engineer here?" Y/N nodded softly, expressing how much this job means to her through her eyes hoping Kate would catch it. Luckily, she did. "Wow, that’s- dedication."

"I needed a job. Yeah it may not be my dream job for now, but it will be. Any type of job, for now, will do. I moved from California after graduating. To start over." It was Kate that nodded this time, understanding where Y/N was coming from, "besides, being your assistant it’s not that terrible or hellish like everyone told me about." Y/N cracked a joke to light up the heavy air that suddenly fell over them with a small shrug and she succeeded, making Kate snort under her breath while shaking her head.

"Who told you that?"

"Everyone here said to me, and I quote, ‘I’m so sorry’ every time I tell them I’m working as your new assistant." Kate snorted at that and nodded, knowing her friends and employees were just messing with her, "oh, and one of your ex assistants, the first one I assume, apparently left a journal in one of the desk’s drawers to vent over you and your, and I quote again, ‘narcissistic and completely dumb requests’. It seems it became pretty important to leave comments for every assistant that came after."

"Wow, really? Can I read it?" Kate asked with a mix of bewilderment and amusement swimming on her features, making Y/N snicker gently under her breath but she nodded nonetheless.

"Yeah, I’ll give it to you as soon as I finish reading it. It’s like a novel. I’m hooked." Y/N admitted with dreamy eyes and a wide smile, "do you know Kyla-."

"Who?"

Y/N rolled her eyes good-naturedly at Kate’s question, hearing her snort under her breath at her own words, before continuing, "anyway, she almost spit in your coffee three times just because you called her Koala?"

"Oh my god! Now I remember!" Kate laughed heartily as she clapped her hands, "yeah, I enjoyed calling her that just to see the vein on her forehead pop." Kate made a gesture with her hand in front of her face to stress the word ‘pop’ more before laughing alongside Y/N. Due to the giddy air now surrounding them Y/N didn’t exactly ponder on her next words, but she spoke up anyway.

"I also have a theory- that I need to verify once I’m done readying the journal- that there is something that each one of your assistants shared."

"And what is that? The hatred they had for me?"

"No, besides that- they actually- hm- all wanted to fuck you apparently." Y/N stated quickly, shrugging nonchalantly, causing Kate to almost fall off her leaning position on her desk with a loud laugh.

"What?! That’s not true! You’re messing with me."

"I’m being actually honest. Okay, wait here!" Y/N sprinted out of Kate’s office, approached her desk, opened the second drawer and retrieved the journal, smiling at Wanda looking at her quizzically in the process, before closing the drawer and returning to Kate’s office. "Take a look yourself." Y/N approached Kate still leaning on the desk and mirrored her as she sat beside her, while flipping through the journal’s pages to find a few spicy words Kate’s ex assistants wrote about her. "Ah, here it is. Okay, Barb said ‘that fucking bitch had the audacity to ask me to order her a salad and count if there are 115 lettuce leaves in it. But fuck, you can do anything she asks you to with that pretty face. Let’s not talk about that ass. Oh that ass, I daydream about touching that ass every time I have the chance to look at it.’ I laughed so hard reading it. Did you really ask her to count your lettuce leaves in your salad?" Y/N cackled loudly after reading the piece on the page she already read and turned around to look at Kate incredulously.

"Yeah, I thought it was fun." Kate laughed alongside Y/N and tried to conceal her blush tinting her cheeks at the words Y/N just read. "Go on, I want to know more."

"Okay, let me just-." Y/N flipped a few pages over, finding another interesting piece to read, "Johanna said ‘Kate oddly didn’t ask anything weird today so I had a lot of time to admire her amazing arms in her blouse. I would give anything to rip it off of her and see what else she has to offer.’"

"Oh my god, they were feisty." Kate commented as Y/N kept flipping over pages in focus, moving to the ones she hadn’t read yet.

"Hm-hm, but not as much as Violet, who wrote ‘can someone be so annoying but so fucking hot at the same time? She makes me go crazy. She always finds something wrong with what I do, but I would gladly let her bend me over her desk and fuck me hard as she lectures me." Y/N read out loud, finding herself blushing after finishing reading not only because she was reading those things that were directed to Kate right to Kate, but also because her brain decided to play with her and played that image over and over. And to make everything worse (or better?) she imagined herself bent over by Kate on her desk as she pound-.

"Oh shit, did she really wrote that?"

Y/N got pulled out of her daydreaming by Kate’s voice as she leaned over to take a better look at what was written on the journal’s page Y/N was reading, "y-yeah and apparently she was the last assistant you had because after this there is nothing more to read."

"Hm, good to know. Are you gonna write something down too? Vent about my rude ways or for calling you Jenny for a week?"

Y/N snorted at Kate’s question but shook her head softly, "nah, believe it or not, I actually enjoyed working for you these past weeks."

"Really?" Kate asked incredulously, turning her head around to look at Y/N better. "You would be the first then."

"Yeah." Y/N nodded with a gentle smile, "I have to admit I called you a bitch the first day we met and a few days later when you called me in the middle of the night, but I stopped then. I took it as a challenge to satisfy your every request."

"And what about the other comments? Are you gonna lust over me too?" Kate asked tentatively with a low, teasing tone, staring into Y/N’s beautiful Y/E/C eyes and waiting for her answer.

"Oh no." Y/N was quick to deny, maybe too quick for Y/N’s likings and snorted for good measure. "And besides, you can’t ask that!"

"Why not?"

"Because it’s-." Y/N trailed off to think something over, looking at Kate as she stared at her smugly, "totally unprofessional of you, of me."

"Oh, yeah right." Kate concedes in a sarcastic tone, a small grin appearing on her lips, "since you’re not gonna jump on my bones anytime soon like my other assistants, why don’t you go order my lunch? Oh and do not forget to call that catering company for my party at my house on Friday night."

"I already did."

"Oh that’s great, then call-."

"I covered the alcoholic beverages too. I ordered great amount of alcohol to make it, and I quote yourself, ‘flowing and flowing’."

"Hm, only two weeks here and you surprised me more times I can remember." Kate nodded in approval, her eyes doing a once over at Y/N as a proud smile rolled on her lips.

"I like being organized. Oh, this reminds me-." Y/N opened her notebook and flipped a few pages over to find the note she needed to comunicate to Kate, "someone named Sam called two times today asking to talk to you, she refused to tell me who she was or who she worked with. She insisted a lot on making you answer her calls."

"Oh shit, I promised to call her after our night on Thursday!" Kate sighed and caressed her temples gently, "okay tell her I’m working late."

"And if she calls again?"

"Tell her I’m working late again. I need to get rid of her."

"I don’t know if you’ve ever dumped someone Miss Bishop, but I think this lie will definitely not get rid of her."

Kate sighed at the sarcastic tone Y/N used and caressed her temples in thoughts, "it usually works, smarty pants. They just stop trying at the fourth attempt."

"O-kay." Y/N agreed skeptically but nodded nonetheless at her boss, "I will tell her that. Anything else?"

"No, just my lunch."

"On its way, boss!" Y/N announced on her way out of the door with her thumb up, a dorky gesture that made Kate snort in amusement with a fond shook of her head, totally ignoring the affection she already started feeling for her new assistant, something that had never happened before, as she took a seat at her desk again.

-

"An electronic engineer, an assistant and now a party planner. Is there something you can’t do, Y/N?" Wanda commented with a mix of bewilderment and amusement as soon as she entered Kate’s apartment with Y/N and Natasha following, causing Y/N to smile shyly at the comment.

"Damn, Y/L/N. This looks amazing." Natasha admitted in a dazed expression, her blue eyes sweeping all over the place in awe.

"Thank you, I spent two entire days planning all of this. Kate only told me about this party Tuesday morning. I had to plan everything in a very short amount of time."

"And you did amazing." Kate appeared out of nowhere, making the three girls jump up in fright, but Kate smiled at them as she approached the trio, "and for the record, I purposefully told you about this party that late."

"What?!" Y/N asked in disbelief, anger shining behind her eyes as she send a withering glare at Kate.

"I wanted to see how you worked under pressure." Kate shrugged nonchalantly as she took a sip of her drink covering her smug smirk with the rim of the glass in her hand.

"Oh great." Y/N lifted her arms up dejectedly and sighed, making Kate tap on her shoulder gently.

"You did good, you should be proud of yourself."

"Oh so I should thank you now?" Y/N asked sarcastically, smiling amusedly at Kate, and the blue eyed girl mirrored her with a challenging look.

"Wan let’s go, or we will witness them fucking in front of us." Natasha murmured in Wanda’s left ear and grabbed her hand to pull her away from the duo still bickering to walk towards the counter where the open bar was.

"What? Do you think-?" Wanda asked, trailing off and not finishing her question as she pointed with her thumb behind her back to Y/N and Kate still discussing and gasped softly.

"Yeah. They may not realize it yet, but I can see they lust over each other." Natasha explained to Wanda with a wide smirk, sitting down on a bar stool as Wanda walked around the counter. "So, how is an innocent, sweet girl like you, serving at this party full of snotty people?" Natasha changed subject quickly and leaned on the counter with her elbows and lifted her right eyebrow up seductively, eyeing Wanda like she was a predator ready to jump on its prey, speaking after a few moments of silence spent watching Wanda grab a few bottles to make cocktails for them.

Wanda blushed furiously when she made the mistake of meeting Natasha’s gaze and almost dropped the bottle of vodka she was using to mix it with a few more ingredients with the intensity of her stare. "I needed a job, rich people leave good tips when they are drunk."

"Hm, and did ever someone insisted too much on particular topics while too drunk?"

Wanda kept playing along Natasha’s charade, taking some time to squeeze half a lemon into the mixer before answering Natasha, "yes, but I can look after myself."

"Oh I do not doubt that. But you can’t be here, all alone. Someone needs to protect you." Natasha stated nonchalantly, shrugging when Wanda lifted her gaze up from the mixer to stare at Natasha unamused, "pretty girls needs to have their knight in shining armor."

"Oh yeah? Would that be you? Are you offering?" Wanda purposefully ignored the ‘pretty girls’ part, not wanting to get her hopes up when Natasha was just playing around to kill time at the party, so she moved on with their banter with an amused grin.

"Yes, of course."

Wanda’s small smile widened just a bit as she thought over her next question, "and where is your shining armor?"

"Oh I took it to the dry cleaner’s." Natasha made up an excuse nonchalantly, cracking Wanda’s almost serious face as she laughed heartily at that.

"Yeah, being clean is a really important thing. I love when the pretty girls I serve are clean." Wanda for once decided to be bold and delivered her line to Natasha as she mixed their drinks.

Natasha swallowed imperceptibly at the words Wanda used, feeling her brain literally melt and short-circuit for a moment, but pretended to act cool as she grabbed the drink Wanda offered to her with a seductive look, "thank you."

"So tell me, my brave knight, are you gonna make sure no one poisoned alcohol?" Wanda kept joking as she fidgeted with the small straw in her glass, mustering the most seductive look she had ever used and bit on her bottom lip teasingly. If Natasha wanted to play dirty with her, she was capable of doing just the same.

At that, Natasha straightened her back slightly as she saw a big opportunity. She could make the final move and explicitly hit on Wanda, hoping she would finally notice she had a crush on her, "oh yeah right, hold on." The younger redhead watched with rapt attention as Natasha wrapped her lips around the small straw and took a small sip from her glass, humming at the delicious and balanced taste Wanda created for their drinks, before licking her lips clean. Wanda watched everything unfold in front of her like it was all in slow motion, her breath getting shallower as her mouth dried up and her eyes darkened. "Nope, no poison in here."

"Okay then-."

"Ah-ah, I need to check yours too." Natasha stopped Wanda mid-sentence and without hesitation, sat slightly up from her stool to lean over the counter, giving a great view of her half exposed boobs to Wanda through the really deep neckline of her dress, before wrapping her lips around Wanda’s straw too with her drink still in her hand, and taking a small sip, never breaking their eye-contact as their faces were really close. Wanda felt like she could explode at any moment as lust pumped fast into her veins, Natasha’s green eyes feeling like they were swallowing her in and she was willing to make them do that. Wanda’s breath hitched imperceptibly when Natasha lifted up a bit to be at eye-level with her, purposefully leaning closer to the young redhead to tease her some more, making their breaths mingling as their noses almost touched but she didn’t close the gap. She wanted Wanda to want that too. "All clear."

"I-I-." Wanda licked her dry lips and swallowed the lump that formed in her throat as she tried to collect her thoughts and to form at least a coherent phrase, but it became a really difficult task with the redhead so close to her. "I- I need to go to the bathroom."

And with that Wanda excused herself and flew into the bathroom, running on wobbly legs and with her heart aching, leaving Natasha hanging there. She knew she was acting stupid but she needed some time to collect her thoughts over what just happened in the past few minutes. "You’re an idiot."

Wanda turned around with a small shriek when she felt a voice ring right beside her, making her open her eyes at the person on her left, "what are you doing here?"

"I saw what happened there. She was flirting with you and you ran away from her?!"

"She wasn’t flirting with me, she was just joking around." Wanda shook her head in denial and closed her eyes to calm her nerves and heartbeat down by laying her hands on the sink, the cold ceramic soothing her slightly, while Y/N scoffed under her breath.

"Wan, I love you but you are fucking stupid." Y/N stated gently, eyeing Wanda with a mix of affection and exasperation, "she was flirting with you. Trust me, I’ve done plenty of that. I can recognize when someone is flirting and Wan, she was."

"I-I-." Wanda sighed out loud before covering her face with her hands, her mind still wrapping around this new piece of information she subconsciously already knew but she wasn’t ready to admit to herself.

"Why did you run away?" Y/N asked softly, approaching the redhead and placing her hand on her shoulder.

"I- I can’t lose her, Y/N/N. She means the world to me and her rejecting me and pushing me away after I tell her how I feel it’s something I don’t want to experience."

"But she won’t reject you Wan! She was just flirting with you! She literally eye-fucked you as she drank from your glass. Listen- I know it’s scary, but if you don’t make a move you won’t know if she feels the same."

"I don’t want to risk our friendship, Y/N/N." Wanda reasoned, sighing out loud in distress as she detached her eyes from Y/N to look at herself in the mirror in front of her, finding dread in her features.

"Natasha won’t ever walk away from you if she doesn’t feel the same. You know that." Y/N tried to reassure Wanda with the softest tone she could muster, looking at her through the mirror and smiling encouragingly at her.

Wanda smiled back gently and nodded solemnly, "I appreciate what you’re doing Y/N/N, thank you for cheering me up."

Y/N let out a soft breath while nodding in understanding. Wanda wasn’t going to relent that easily and she won’t push her to do something she wasn’t ready to do yet, so she just moved on another topic to ease Wanda up, "don’t mention it, I will always be here for you, Wan."

The redhead turned towards the Y/E/C girl and hugged her hard, showing all the gratitude she felt for her and what she did tonight, "do not tell Clint, but you’re becoming my favorite."

Y/N snorted at Wanda’s words before pulling away from the hug and nodding at the girl, "noted."

-

"Miss Bishop, can I talk to you for a second?" About an hour later her interaction with Wanda in the bathroom, Y/N watched as Natasha gravitated back to Wanda and pretended like the girl didn’t just walked away from her flirting as she initiated a conversation with her and the Y/H/C girl decided to jump into action.

"Yeah, what’s up? And please call me Kate, Miss Bishop makes me feel old." Kate asked after excusing herself from her previous conversation with a few of her employees, nodding at Y/N in anticipation before following her to a more quiet part of her apartment to talk.

"Okay- hm, Kate- hm, do you want to join me on a mission?" Y/N whispered conspiratorially after moving closer to Kate, making the girl furrow her eyebrows and look at her confused. Despite it felt weird at first, Y/N had to admit it was amazing calling her boss by her first name and not by her last name.

"What are you talking about?"

"Do you see those two idiots in love right there?" Y/N pointed to Wanda laughing care-freely at something Natasha said before staring at Kate as she looked at them and realization hit her.

"Wanda and Natasha? Are they-?"

"Yeah, look at them." Y/N gave Kate about a minute to let her observe the two girls interact, her blue eyes scrutinizing every movement to detect everything that could make her believe Y/N‘s words.

"Oh shit, you’re right!" Kate spoke up in disbelief after she watched Natasha flirt shamelessly with Wanda, "Natasha is flirting with Wanda."

"Yeah, she jumped right at it again, I see. You missed the great show that was Natasha trying to seduce Wanda by taking a sip of Wanda’s drink from her straw."

"Oh wow, Romanoff is bold. And why are they still here? I thought they would be already on their way home, y’know." Y/N snorted at Kate’s wink and wiggling of her eyebrows before shaking her head in exasperation.

"Wanda walked away in panic. I tried to talk her out of her nerves, but she is too afraid to make a move herself or believe Natasha is actually flirting with her because she doesn’t want to lose Natasha as a friend."

"How cute." Kate commented as she stared at Wanda talking heatedly with her hands with Natasha, who stared at her like a lovesick puppy and smiled.

"That’s where we come into the picture."

"What?"

"Wanda needs reassurance Natasha likes her back and Natasha, well- she just needs a good opportunity to kiss Wanda. She almost did at the counter, but Wanda walked away before she could do that."

"Okay, I think I’m following."

"I need your help to make sure they are alone in the bathroom. I already thought about everything." Y/N smirked conspiratorially and watched as Kate did the same, nodding in understanding as she agreed to work with Y/N on her plan.

"I like this this wicked side of yours. Go on."

"Okay, first thing first, I will go grab a drink and then go to Wanda and Natasha to join on their conversation, meanwhile you will try to talk to anyone that is in our proximity and wait about 5 minutes before ‘accidentally’-." Y/N made quotation marks with her fingers to stress over the word ‘accidentally’ before continuing, "bumping into me and making me spill my drink on Wanda’s blouse. I will offer to help Wanda clean herself up but then you will stop me by making up some kind of excuse, this way I know Natasha will offer to help Wanda clean herself up and they will be alone in your bathroom." Y/N finished explaining her plan with her chest puffed up in pride, feeling satisfied for making up a great plan to help her friends out.

"That’s great! Did I already tell you I love this wicked side of you?"

-

"No Y/N, tell me you didn’t."

"Oh I did, right in front of my teacher. I got detention for punching that asshole but he asked for it." Wanda and Natasha laughed their asses off as Y/N told them about a funny story from high school, letting a small laugh escape her lips too as she thought about that moment. "That way he ne-." Y/N got abruptly stopped mid-sentence when a body collided on hers, knowing it was Kate that ‘accidentally’ bumped into her and following her plan she purposefully tilted her hand too much from just a simple bump to let her drink spill all over Wanda’s blouse, making her shriek loudly at the coldness invading her body. "Oh, shit! I’m so sorry! Someone bumped into me and I-."

"It’s okay Y/N/N, it wasn’t intentional." Oh, but it was. Y/N mischievously thought in her head before fumbled around to take a few napkins to dab the liquid from Wanda’s blouse. "Ah, shit. Let’s go to the bathroom, I’ll help you clean up."

"Oh Y/N! There you are! I’ve been trying to find you for an hour." Kate immediately butted in the conversation, making Y/N smirk inwardly at her playing along with her plan, "I need your help with something."

"Can it wait? I need to help Wanda-."

"Don’t worry Y/N/N, go. I’ll help Wanda." Natasha interjected gently, a small smile adorning her features as she took the napkins from Y/N’s hands and guided Wanda into the bathroom, "let’s go or you’ll smell like a tropical cocktail for the rest of the night."

Y/N and Kate watched as Wanda and Natasha walked into the bathroom, that Kate made sure no one was in before starting their plan, and then closed the door behind them. "Good job." Y/N admitted to Kate as she lifted her hand up to her without moving her eyes away from the closed bathroom door.

"Thanks, you did good too." Kate high-fived Y/N as her eyes also stayed glued to her bathroom door, before turning towards her assistant mischievously, "we’re a good team."

"Yeah. Now let’s go, you owe me a new drink."

"No, you owe me one." Kate objected and made Y/N snort at her as she shook her head in fond exasperation, but complied anyway as the two made their way towards the counter to make themselves their drinks.

-

"Good morning, Y/N/N!" Y/N lifted her head up from the papers she was sorting out on her desk when Wanda’s voice interrupted her, watching as the girl walked to her desk and sat on her chair with a brighter-than-the-sun smile, something that made Y/N grin too.

"Good morning to you too. In a good mood today?" Y/N asked causally while sitting up from her chair and walking towards Wanda’s desk to sit on it like she usually did on the early working hours when others employees and their bosses haven’t showed up yet, in her smile no trace of her knowing why the redhead was so happy.

"I’m always in a good mood, Y/N/N." Wanda tried to elude Y/N’s question as she avoided eye contact with her. Y/N had a feeling something happened between Wanda and Natasha Friday night and she knew Wanda would spill everything out by just meeting her eyes, but since the girl was avoiding them at all costs, she used other ways to let her talk.

"How was your weekend?"

"Oh you know, same old stuff. Caught up on some sleep, watched a few tv shows, slept some more. Yours?" Wanda answered vaguely, still avoiding Y/N’s gaze as she busied herself with tidying up her desk that was already pretty neat since they hadn’t started working yet.

"Hm, I had to do a few things Kate asked me to do Friday night. Oh speaking of which, I’m sorry again for spilling my drink on you."

At the mention of Friday night, Y/N noticed Wanda’s eyes widened almost imperceptibly as she stopped just a moment in her tracks before resuming her actions to not rise suspicion, "don’t worry, Y/N/N."

"Did you left right after? I tried to find you but you were gone."

"Oh- y-yeah. I- t-the blouse was drenched, I went home because I couldn’t fix the stain." Y/N noticed how Wanda stammered in her explanation and she knew she was ready to relent and tell her what really happened that night, so she just pushed Wanda’s buttons a bit more to make her spill the tea.

"Hm, yeah, that’s understandable." Wanda sighed out of relief when Y/N didn’t say anything else, but almost fainted and fell off her chair at Y/N’s next question, spoken with an innocent lilt in her tone but with a cheeky grin on her lips, "and did you get the hickey on your neck before or after going home?"

Wanda then whipped her head towards Y/N and finally met her eyes with her own widened comically, "I-I don’t know what you’re talking about."

"I think you do. You tried to cover it up with makeup, but it’s too dark for your skin. It’s showing out, like- a lot."

Wanda tried to hold Y/N’s knowing gaze but after a few, painful seconds she relented with a loud sigh, "what do you know?"

"That Natasha definitely helped you out with your blouse." Y/N stated out loud with a proud, knowing smirk, and wiggled her eyebrows mischievously when a deep red blush appeared on Wanda’s cheeks.

"She- I- yeah."

"Oh my god! I’m so happy for you, Wan. Tell me everything!"

Wanda smiled softly at her friend as she fidgeted with her hands and nodded gently but before she could open her mouth, Kate came strolling down the hallway and stopped in front of Y/N sat on Wanda’s desk, "good morning Wanda, good morning Y/N."

"Good morning, Kate." Wanda smiled widely at the black haired girl, hoping with all her heart her blush at least faded a bit.

"Good morning, Kate." Y/N repeated Wanda’s words and greeted her boss, watching her with a knowing smirk on and a certain glint in her eyes, making Kate understand right away what she was silently telling her.

"So, did it work?" Kate asked hopeful, her eyes filling up with mirth when Y/N nodded with a bright grin, shamelessly asking about Wanda with the girl right beside them, who stared at the two girls confused.

"What did it work?" Wanda asked confusedly, biting nervously on her bottom as she worried at the two girls sharing knowing smirks and looks.

Y/N ignored Wanda’s question and answered Kate’s one, her grin broadening, "yup."

Kate stared at Wanda a few seconds, intimidating Wanda as her ocean blue eyes scrutinized her up and down, before she spoke up with a proud smile, now directed at Y/N, "you owe me 50 bucks." And with that Kate walked away from the two girls and into her office, leaving Wanda with her jaw falling on the ground as realization fell on her.

"Yeah, I know." Y/N sighed out as she yelled at her boss before she could close her office’s door and then turning back towards her friend, smiling innocently at a furious looking Wanda.

"Hold on, did you bet on me and Natasha with Kate?!" Wanda asked with an incredulous expression on her features, letting go of the pencil she was holding in her shock, the wooden object clinking loudly on the desk as it fell down.

"Kinda." Y/N tried to downplay what really happened but one pointed look from Wanda made her sigh out dejectedly, "okay, yeah, we did."

"That’s just- wait, hold on." Wanda was ready to give Y/N an earful about betting on herself and Natasha when something Kate said piqued her curiosity again, "Kate asked you if something worked out. What was she talking about?" At that the Y/H/C girl immediately avoided Wanda’s eyes, focusing them on a random item on Wanda’s desk and picking it up.

"Oh wow is this new? I am sure it is, because it totally wasn’t there-."

"Y/N." Wanda stopped Y/N in her attempt of deflecting her question with an authoritative, hard tone that left no space from any more avoiding from Y/N, making the Y/E/C girl let out a resigned breath as she placed Wanda’s stapler back down on her desk.

"We kinda teamed up to make you and Natasha happen on Friday night." Y/N quickly spit out the words and closed her eyes in anticipation, waiting for Wanda’s wrath, but it never came so Y/N tentatively opened one eye to see Wanda’s reaction.

"You two- what?!" Wanda was only capable of emitting those three words, too much focused on replaying Friday night’s events to connect all the dots, but coming up empty. "What did you two do?"

"We planned on spilling that drink on you. I was sure that you both needed a little push, especially Natasha. But it worked right? You spent the night with her, right?"

"Well yeah, but- Y/N!" Wanda leaned forward and slapped Y/N on her bicep, making the girl groan in pain.

"Ohw!"

"That’s what you deserve for what you did." Wanda repeated the gesture, making Y/N groan in pain again before she stared at her in disbelief, her arms opening in bewilderment at the redhead slapping her again, but the girl nodded resolutely, "and that was meant for Kate, but since I can’t hit our boss, I hit you."

"How convenient." Y/N rolled her eyes at Wanda’s logic while caressing her arm to ease the light sting there, Wanda nodding again resolutely.

"And this-." Wanda trailed off to sit up from her chair and Y/N instantly lifted her arms up to shield herself from Wanda’s attack, but relaxed right away when Wanda hugged her tightly, despite the embrace being a bit uncomfortable with Y/N’s hands still between their bodies. "Is for what you two did." Wanda finished her sentence in a grateful tone, leaning her head back and staring into Y/N’s eyes with appreciation glinting in them, before laying a small peck on her left cheek.

"I only wanted you two to be finally happy. You both deserve it." Y/N admitted truthfully, smiling softly at Wanda as she pulled fully away from the embrace and sat back down on her chair, the redhead reciprocating the gesture right away, "now, tell me everything."

-

"Y/N, do you have any reports about that new technology Tony tested?"

"Yeah, hold on- I have it right here." Y/N rummaged through the stack of papers she had in her arms with only one hand as she struggled a bit on not making them fall on the ground as the other held the stack of papers still, and sighed out loud when she came up empty. "Hm, I think I have it on my desk."

"Okay, you’ll give it to me later. You can go for now." Kate dismissed Y/N while never breaking her eyes on whatever she was typing away on her phone, her eyebrows furrowed in a small, focused frown.

"Don’t forget your meeting will start in 20 minutes."

"What meeting?" Kate stopped her fingers’ movements on her phone and looked up at Y/N in a mix of confusion and panic.

"With those investors from Germany."

"Fuck! Was it today?" Kate asked in alarm, frantically looking through the mess that was on her desk to find the sticky note she was sure she put somewhere to remember about that important meeting. After about 10 seconds she found it under hundreds of papers and sighed out in frustration, "shit, I completely forgot about it!"

"Do you need something to help you prepare everything for it?"

"No, I luckily had everything ready for weeks. I am just- shit- worried. A deal with them is really important for us. It’s a lot of pressure and I would’ve liked a little bit more than 20 minutes to get ready properly." Kate moved her eyes from Y/N’s figure standing in the middle of her office to fixate her eyes on the sticky note to calm her nerves down, sighing loudly.

"Is there something else I can do for you?" After a few seconds of silence of Y/N watching Kate closing herself off in her brain still staring at her desk pensively, she spoke up softly, effectively pulling her out of her thoughts.

"Hm, no, thank you. I just need some time alone to get myself ready, like I always do for important meetings. Don’t wait for me. Go welcome our guests when they will arrive, I’ll meet you there." Kate stated in a calm tone while massaging her temples, Y/N staring at her in worry.

"Okay, if you need anything, just call me." Y/N reassured Kate on her way out of the door, looking at her through her shoulder before she could walk out of Kate’s office and watched her nod with a small, grateful smile.

"Will do. Thank you."

With that, Y/N exited the room and sighed out loud again as she walked towards her desk to put away the stack of papers she had in her hands, before searching the reports Kate asked her, finding them in a folder in the first drawer of her desk with ‘TONY’ written down on it. She took the folder and placed it beside her computer, ready to give it to Kate as soon as she finished with her meeting before focusing on tidying up a few more papers littered on her desk. Ten minutes or so later she looked to her right, towards Wanda’s desk, and found it empty, knowing the girl was already in the conference room with Jane, Natasha and Shuri to review a few things before the meeting. She let out a small breath before checking the time. She still got about 6 minutes before she had to be in the conference room to welcome their guests, so she sat up, grabbed her notebook and pen to take a few notes during the meeting and got ready to walk towards the conference room, but stopped in her tracks when she noticed Kate’s office door was slightly ajar and furrowed her eyebrows in thought. Kate hated being interrupted as she got ready for important meetings, so she always asked Y/N to close the door to prevent anyone to disturb her. Her now leaving her desk to go to the meeting room meant she couldn’t stop anyone from disturbing Kate and the door slightly ajar also meant they could think Kate wasn’t actually busy and could just knock, disturbing her in the process. With a small sigh, the girl shook her head and walked towards Kate’s office door, not wanting to deal with an angry Kate in the near future. She grabbed the doorknob and got ready to pull the door close, when a small sound blocked her. It couldn’t be what she thought she just heard, could it? Y/N stayed frozen in front of Kate’s office door for a few moments, her left hand gripping the doorknob hard as she stared with widened eyes at Kate’s black couch through the small crack the door created, her heartbeat so loud in her ears it almost deafened her. When about 10 seconds passed and no strange sound echoed from Kate’s office, Y/N sighed out in relief, thankful that what she thought she heard was probably just the door squeaking loudly. The Y/H/C girl almost chocked on her own saliva when a moment later she heard that sound again, louder this time. It was unmistakable. Kate was moaning. Y/N felt a mix of emotions hit her all at once and it astonished her she wasn’t exactly feeling what she should actually feel when you walk in on your boss moaning, like disgust, horror or uneasiness. No, she actually felt a little bit of shock, but also eagerness and most importantly arousal and instead of focusing on why she was actually feeling that way or to stop eavesdropping on Kate and feel dirty for spying on Kate’s personal space, she tried to take a better look into Kate’s office through the small crack she had available, but sighed out in frustration when she could only see the side of Kate’s desk.

Then, instead of walking away, Y/N tried to open the door just a slightly bit more, thankful it didn’t squeak loudly in the process, and almost fainted when she could now partially see Kate, sat on her chair, facing the windows behind her, and with the back of her chair facing the door. From her angle she could see the blue eyed girl’s right arm was moving rhythmically up and down, leaving no doubts about what Kate was actually doing. A shiver run down Y/N’s spine when Kate whined again under her breath as she noticed she sped up her movements, telling Y/N she was ready to come and that immediately increased her body temperature as a familiar pressure formed in her lower stomach. Y/N knew it was wrong what she was doing and she was glad no one was around to catch her spying on her boss masturbating, but she couldn’t walk away, she felt stuck on her spot as her eyes couldn’t detach from Kate’s arm moving. Her body reacted to every breath, whine or moan Kate emitted, filling her up each passing second with need, need for her and for her release, a release that didn’t take long to come (no pun intended). After about a couple of more seconds with Kate’s whines coming out incessantly, Kate came with a long, breathy moan but with the heartbeat loud in her ears and from her distance Y/N wasn’t able to hear what Kate murmured under her breath. "Fuck." Y/N whispered under her breath and shivered wildly when what she just witnessed caught up on her. She immediately shook herself out of her lustful haze, closed the door as quietly as she could to not be caught by Kate, before walking, no, sprinting, towards the conference room.

-

Y/N typed quickly on her keyboard to update the report of their meeting, feeling her forehead sweating while she shook her right knee up and down frantically under her desk. Even if on the outside she looked laser-focused on her task, she was actually far from that on the inside. She was freaking out as images she witnessed about two hours ago still plagued her mind, increasing the pressure she felt between her legs and the shame she felt for what she had done and what she was feeling. During the whole meeting Y/N sat in her chair staring into space, replaying Kate’s moans over and over in her head and beating herself up for feeling arousal for everything she witnessed. Am I really crushing on my boss?! That’s- just- too much. I mean yeah, she is hot, not to mention smart and witty and extremely beautiful. But she is my boss!!! Fuck I’m so screwed right now. What do I do? I will pretend it never happened, duh. "Y/N, you’re gonna break that thing in half." Wanda snickered when she returned from the printer and noticed the girl’s harsh typing.

"Sorry- I-."

"It went fucking amazing!" Kate exclaimed as she came out of nowhere and placed her hand on Y/N’s left shoulder, making the girl jump up in her chair as she let out a shriek that almost sounded like a moan, but she was thankful neither Kate nor Wanda noticed as they were too busy laughing at Y/N’s reaction.

"Sorry. You just- scared me." To be completely honest Y/N heard Kate approaching her, she just didn’t expect her to touch her and she jumped up not in fright but because her body almost exploded at her touch.

"Remind me to come up behind you and scare you more often. That was hilarious." Kate admitted as she chuckled heartily and patted her on the shoulder, while Wanda calmed down from her giggles and sat at her desk to finish a few tasks Jane assigned to her.

"Yeah, yeah." Y/N dismissed Kate with a wave of her hand, still trying to calm herself down and get a grip on herself. She was Kate’s assistant. She worked with her every day, all day long. She needed to stop feeling this way towards her boss.

"Oh, are these Tony’s reports?" Y/N nodded at the girl as she avoided her eyes at all costs, fearing she would literally melt under her gaze. She just needed to avoid looking and be near her for a while. But it was proven a really difficult task right away when Kate leaned over her to grab the folder on her desk, causing her left boob to grasp her right arm. When she felt she was about to moan out embarrassingly, Kate straightened up and opened the folder, before sitting on Y/N’s desk as she reviewed the papers in there. Y/N definitely didn’t focus her eyes between Kate’s legs as they were slightly spread- hm no, no- opened in front of her as planted her left foot on the floor to balance herself on the desk, focusing instead on her hand close to Kate’s knee that was itching to touch her, silently communicating with it to not move. If someone knew her inner turmoil, they would’ve found the scene hilarious. "Hm, there’s something not working out in these." Kate admitted in a hum as she skidded her eyes quickly on the words written all over again, "did Tony sent us his device?"

"Yes, Natasha showed it to Shuri before the meeting." Wanda answered when Y/N dumbly opened and closed her mouth without responding, making the redhead stare at her in confusion but also curiosity as she tried to meet her gaze, while Kate stayed focused on the papers in her hands.

"Okay great. This definitely needs an electronic engineer’s review. Y/N, can you go get the device and come into my office? I need your help with this."

"Y-yeah. No problem." Y/N stuttered before taking a long breath, calming her heartbeat down, then immediately sprinting up her chair when Kate sat up from her seating position on Y/N’s desk, something that didn’t go unnoticed by the redhead that made a mental note to ask Y/N what was happening before she could go get the device Kate needed to review.

"Great, I’ll wait you in my office." And with that, Kate walked away without breaking her focus from the papers in her hands, entered her office and closed the door behind her.

"I- I need to go. Are we still up for tonight?"

"Yeah, we will pick you up at 9." Wanda nodded before quickly sitting up from her chair and stopping Y/N as she almost flew to the elevator but Wanda stopped her with a hand on her arm, "Y/N/N, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I’m fine. Why are you asking?" Y/N let out in one quick breath and slapped her forehead inwardly for sounding totally okay.

"What happened?" Wanda asked with worried eyes when she saw conflict appear on Y/N’s face as she debated on telling Wanda what happened a few hours prior or not, in the end deciding to tell her the truth, hoping to at least relieve her nerves and guilt.

"B-before the meeting, I-." Y/N looked around herself to make sure no one was listening to them and almost rolled her eyes when she remembered they were the only occupants of that floor beside Jane and Kate, before continuing, spilling out words as fast as humanly possible, "IsawKatemasturbate."

"I’m sorry, what? Can you repeat? Slower this time. You sounded like my brother on his fourth coffee of the day." Wanda snorted at her own joke as she thought over her brother when he had too much caffeine in his system, but chocked on her saliva when Y/N repeated herself, spelling her words out slowly this time.

"I saw Kate masturbate."

"WHAT?!" Wanda screeched in shock as her eyes widened comically, making Y/N shush her as she frantically looked around them again.

"Shhh!"

"Wha- how?!?!"

"I will explain everything later, I need to go or I won’t finish in time and we will be late for tonight."

"Okay, but I need to know everything!" Y/N nodded and quickly run to the elevator to get the device she will need to review with Kate, feeling butterflies in her stomach at the thought, but tried to calm herself down to be as professional as she could.

-

"Ugh, I don’t understand why it’s not working. Tony wrote that he already started working on a solution on this flaw." Y/N groaned after about three hours of reviewing Tony’s reports on the device with Kate, already feeling her uneasiness leave her as she focused on what she was good at.

"I think we need a break from all of this. We can go to my place. I think we are the only people left in here." Kate stated as she looked out of her office and saw only a few lights still on, the others already been shut off by the guards.

"I- I actually have p-plans. It’s Friday night and-."

"Y/N, you don’t need to reason with me." Kate stopped Y/N before she could start rambling with a small smile on her lips and a soft expression on her features, "we can continue on Monday, it’s fine. Or I could work on it myself during the weekend."

"I- I- hm- do you want to tag along tonight?" Y/N screamed inside at her stupid mouth talking before she could give it permission and tried to frantically explain her totally out of nowhere and especially unprofessional question, "I-I mean this way we can continue talking about the device, o-or not. I mean you- I was just-."

"Y/N, breathe." Kate interrupted Y/N with a warm smile on her lips and placed her hands on her shoulders to help her calm down, "yes."

"I-you- what?" Kate’s hands placement was meant to calm Y/N down, but it was only worsening as she was now freaking out for completely different reasons.

"I said yes. I totally need a night out to get rid of this week’s stress. I didn’t have plans tonight other than staying at home watching TV. It will be fun." Kate shrugged and finally moved her hands off of Y/N, letting Y/N breathe normally again.

"I- great. It will be fun." Y/N repeated with more of a grimace instead of a grin and took another deep breath to prevent her heart to beat out of her ribcage.

"Well then, let’s go. Do you need a ride?"

"No I- will take the bus." Y/N waved Kate off but sighed out a moment later when she checked the time and noticed she missed it by an hour.

"Yeah, I’m sure they are waiting for you to finish working." Kate cracked a joke and snorted at her words, "c’mon. I’ll take you home." Kate sent Y/N a soft smile as she shook her head gently and continued, "let me just grab my things and we can go."

"O-kay. Thank you." Y/N stuttered nervously, watching Kate grab her phone, her car keys and her coat and as she waited, her mind decided to let her remember what she witnessed that same day, her eyes immediately flying to the chair Kate was sat in a few moments prior as her body temperature rose once again.

"Are you ready to go?" Kate pulled Y/N out of her head, grateful she pulled her mind out of the gutter before it could spiral out of control and nodded with a gentle smile.

"Hm, yeah, I just need to take my coat and we can go."

-

"Here we go." Kate parked outside Y/N’s building about 40 minutes later, their car ride surprisingly comfortable as they talked about the device some more alongside with a few things to get to know each other more. "We live close each other." Kate pointed out as she took a look around and recognized that part of the city, not too far from the block her apartment was in.

"Yeah, I know." Y/N smiled at Kate, remembering the night she walked in on Kate fucking a girl and before her mind could spiral out of control again with images of Kate masturbating, she just nodded with a snort, not exactly sure if she could exit the car just yet or wait for Kate’s signal or something like that.

"Hm, listen, since we live close, I can pick you up in an hour so we can meet the others there." Kate suggested after silence fell down in the car, not completely awkward but not exactly comfortable.

Y/N was pretty sure she melted onto Kate’s car’s expensive leather seat at the girl acting shy as she asked her question, a sight Y/N wasn’t used to since she had always watched Kate stand tall and carrying so much confidence at work, "yeah, that would be great. I’ll see you in an hour." Y/N agreed without actually thinking properly, but she couldn’t say no to that pretty face literally begging her to come pick her up, so she just took a mental note to call Wanda as soon as she got home to tell her to meet them at the club.

"Great." The two said goodbye with soft smiles and Kate waited for Y/N to enter her building before speeding away towards her apartment, causing Y/N to literally ask the butterflies in her stomach to stop going crazy at the gesture as she took the elevator to her apartment floor. As soon as Y/N closed her apartment door, she grabbed her phone and dialed Wanda’s number and put her on speaker, meanwhile getting rid of her shoes and discarding her pants and jacket on the couch. The redhead answered after 3 rings right as Y/N took off her blouse too, leaving her with just her bra and underwear on.

"Hello?"

"Hey Wan, I called to tell you, you don’t need to pick me up anymore. I’ll meet you there in an hour and a half."

"Did you buy a car in the last four hours?" Wanda asked amusedly at the girl’s words, snorting at her own joke.

"No, I-." Y/N trailed off to think about the best way to deliver to Wanda the news about Kate joining them at the club without having the girl tease her about it to no end but came up empty-handed, so she just decided to deliver the news right away, just like ripping off a bandaid, and hoped Wanda was on her best behavior, "Kate is picking me up."

"I’m sorry, I think I lost signal for a second. Did I heard Kate is picking you up?"

Y/N sighed out at the girl’s mocking tone as she sat on her bed, pinching the bridge of her nose and getting herself ready for the endless teasing, "yeah, I- I invited her tonight."

"Are you serious?" When Y/N stayed quiet at the question, Wanda gasped in shock, "tell me everything!"

"I will try to summarize everything really quick, I still need to shower and Kate will be here in less than an hour." Y/N purposefully ignored Wanda’s knowing ‘hum’ and continued, "we were working on a few flaws Tony’s device has and she started to get frustrated because we didn’t make any improvement, so she wanted to take a break and asked me to continue at her place, but when I told her I already had plans- Wan you should have seen her face, she was so sad. So I asked her to join us. Then she drove me home, realized we live close and asked me to come pick me up. Again she was so adorably hopeful for me to say yes- so I couldn’t say no to her and here we are."

Wanda stayed quiet for a couple of seconds, a wide smirk making its way on her face as she listened to Y/N, sure Y/N could detect it in her tone, "so when were you gonna tell me you had a crush on our boss?"

"WhAT?!" Y/N screeched as she choked up on her saliva, a blush immediately appearing on her cheeks while her heartbeat increased.

"Oh, don’t play dumb with me, Y/N/N. You like her. I honestly had been having my suspects for about two weeks, but this just confirmed everything. I find it extremely cute."

"No Wan, I don’t have a crush on Kate. Yeah she is hot, extremely smart and-and she carries so much confidence during meetings with misogynous men, making her look so powerful- and she can be so- so effortlessly beautiful- and-." Y/N trailed off to sigh out loud when she noticed she just literally gushed about Kate with Wanda and slapped her forehead when she heard the redhead squeal in excitement.

"Oh my god! You have a crush on Kate! Ah! Okay, now it’s not the time to fangirl. You need to get ready. Put on the sexiest thing you have and if you don’t make a move tonight I will literally slap you in front of her."

"Wan did you gone fucking crazy? I can’t make a move on her."

"Why not?"

"Because I’m her assistant and she is my boss. I will never make a move on her. She will definitely fire me and I need this job. Not to mention I spied on her masturbating this morning!" Y/N reasoned as she massaged her temples to relieve the stress she started feeling in that moment once again. Before going into Kate’s office with the device, Y/N told Wanda everything that happened before the meeting and after enduring Wanda teasing her, she walked into Kate’s office to work on the device’s flaws. She would love for something to happen between her and Kate, but they weren’t in a romantic movie. Nothing will happen between them. She won’t give herself hope to have her heart broken.

"What if she doesn’t fire you? What if she likes you back?" Wanda tried to reason with Y/N too, wanting her friend to find happiness just like she did with Natasha and she had to thank Y/N and Kate for that. So she will do everything in her power to make them happen and make them happy like they did with her and Natasha.

"It won’t happen, Wan."

"What if it will?" Wanda pushed, getting a little bit angry at Y/N dismissing everything like she wasn’t even willing to try.

"It won’t, Wan. I don’t want to get my hopes up. I- I need to go. It’s getting late. I will see you soon, okay?"

Wanda let out a frustrated breath but let the girl be for now, "okay, but please, put something nice. It won’t hurt trying."

"Just admit you want to see me in a sexy dress." Y/N tried to joke to lift up the heavy air that surrounded their call and smiled in relief when the redhead snorted under her breath.

"Keep dreaming, Y/L/N."

With that, the two girls hung up and Y/N sprinted into the shower to get ready as quickly as humanly possible since Kate would be there in 45 minutes.

-

PART 2.

[dualityvn]

(WARNING: SUICIDE AND DEPRESSION THEME)

Hello, I'm sorry to ask you about such a topic, but can I please get support from the boys? Lately I have been thinking about suicide more and more often, the medications I take for depression seem to no longer help me, and I am very afraid to go to the doctor, since they can send me to a mental hospital again and my parents said that they will disown me. The last straw before the relapse was that the college that I hoped would help change my life for the better could not accept me, since I do not have enough points. It seems that I understand that this is not the last college in the area, but I feel broken and exhausted, the only thing that keeps me in the world of the living is my oath that I will wait for the release of the 7th day of my favorite novel, but I still feel catastrophically painful and I can not stop when I hit myself until I get a migraine or until I fall. I have an overwhelming feeling that the only thing I have enough intelligence for is playing games and running away from reality, where I am a pathetic, petty, stupid, good-for-nothing coward. At the same time, I am incredibly jealous of my younger siblings. At their age, I went through a drunk stepfather who beat me, my mother and grandmother, through beatings at school due to extreme disability, through almost daily tears, fears, work and humiliation from my parents, while they can calmly laugh, be lazy, do nothing, play, have fun and receive love from their parents. On the one hand, I am happy for them, but on the other hand, I am extremely offended. Please forgive me that you had to read this. If you are uncomfortable answering this question, then please ignore this message and apologize for the mistakes, English is not my native language.

I'm sorry to hear you're going through such a hard time, anon. It sounds really painful and I need you to know that you're very strong and brave for having gotten through all that and continuing on everyday.

I haven't had the same experience, but there was also a time when I had thoughts similar to yours and I was jealous of my sibling. I promise things can get better, even when it feels like they never will. And it is good to cling on to things you enjoy doing! I wish you the best and I promise the world is better with you in it.

"I know it hurts, dear, but please don't give up. You're neither pathetic nor unintelligent. You're the most wonderful person I've ever met and you gave us a chance when no else would. My entire world would crumble if you were gone. There are so many ways to turn your life around and find reasons to enjoy it. Please don't cut yours short before it can bloom." - Keith

"Hey, don't be so hard on yourself. Sorry to hear about the college thing. But there's gonna be a time when not everything feels exhausting. And maybe you'll look back and be glad you kept going. Life is fucked up sometimes, but we'll thrudge through it. You already made mine a lot better when I thought I was hopeless. So please don't hurt yourself. And don't go." - Tenebris

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hiii i fear tumblr may have ate my ask so i'll say it again just in case--if not im so sorry please ignore this i don't mean to rush you or anything :')

wanderer, candy(does that count?), fluff!! :D

(oh oh also can i be 🪐anon/saturn anon? if not thats fine! i just thought i'd ask since i think i've been sending asks consistently enough to identify myself ^^)

notes wc 800; HII your ask wasnt eaten, i was just taking a long time writing the requests LMFAO. of course u can be saturn anon!!! welcome welcome to the blog (this ask was sent a month ago and i am very much late. idek if anon is still active here…) tbh i wrote this and just went with the flow HAHA

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You unceremoniously dump the pile of imported goods on the table, causing quite a scene in the silence of the House of Daena. They scattered about, and some even clattered onto the floor. You grinned proudly at your friends’ dumbfounded stares.

Tighnari was the first to speak. “I’m assuming you had fun on your vacation in Inazuma?”

“Do you even have money left?” Alhaitham asked, quite incredulously. The most emotion you’ve seen from this month.

It took you a moment to respond, and you felt momentarily distracted by the strange sensation of being watched. “Well, no,” you said eventually. “But I bought all this for you guys! Be more grateful, will you?”

Kaveh clapped his hands. “This is incredible! I haven’t gotten the chance to try any of these local delicacies from Inazuma!”

You nodded approvingly. See? Was that so hard? “Yes, I know. Aren’t I such a good friend? You’re welcome, all of you.”

Belatedly, they mutter their thanks.

You went on a tangent, reciting the food sales pitch you memorized from the sellers, feeling remarkably intelligent. They didn’t have to know that, half the time, you were the personification of a lost tourist/foreigner/idiot in Inazuma and just decided to play it safe and keep most of the souvenirs as food.

They segregated their wanted share and thanked you again. They left you some of the candy, which you had no qualms about eating for yourself. As you all fell into the lull of a conversation, the feeling worsened, and you’ve had enough.

You turned to your friends. “He’s been staring at me for about 30 minutes now…”

They each cast their discreet glances.

“Are you scared?” Kaveh asked worriedly.

“Look at that look in his eye!” you said. “I’ve seen that same look in Rishboland Tigers!”

“He’s not going to eat you,” Tighnari sighed. Well, he wouldn’t know that. Only Alhaitham has met Hat Guy, and he seemed to be amused instead.

“Violence is not permitted in the Akademiya grounds,” Cyno said seriously.

“Maybe it’s not you he’s looking at…?” Tighnari tried.

“Cyno, switch with me,” you ordered.

Wordlessly, he obeyed. The group watched in disbelief as Hat Guy’s gaze simply moved to where you sat next. He wasn’t even trying to hide it.

“Maybe he’s interested because it’s a candy imported from Inazuma,” Cyno supplied thoughtfully.

“That’s a good point. I’m surprised you didn’t make a p—”

“Don’t you mean—” Cyno held up the box that displayed the Inazuman Electro symbol on the front, “shocked?”

You hung your head. You spoke too soon. “OK.”

Tighnari watched your face for a long moment, but it didn’t feel as charged as the guy sitting a few tables away. “You don’t seem to hate the attention,” he concluded at the sight your giddy smile.

“No, I really don’t,” you admitted sheepishly. “He’s smart, and he’s handsome. Of course I’m interested. I just wish he would be a bit more normal about his flirting—if he’s even flirting. Should I give him some?”

You didn’t wait for an answer as your chair scraped backward and you faced Hat Guy directly.

“Make sure it’s just the candy you’re giving!” Kaveh called out.

“I see that Sparks are flying,” Cyno said.

Walking over while you held his gaze was excessively awkward, but it was worthwhile seeing Hat Guy’s little smirk grow like he was pleased you were taking his challenge. It was a bit of a problem, however, that he was undeniably attractive. If he was cute from afar, he was drop-dead gorgeous up close.

“Y/N,” you said, in place of a greeting.

“They call me Hat Guy,” he mused. “Those from Inazuma?”

“Yes.” Suddenly embarrassed that the bullshit you were spewing was picked up on by the guy who everyone was pretty sure was born in Inazuma. “Did you hear me?”

Hat Guy shrugged, plucking one candy from the pile on your hands. “You did pretty well. But I only have one criticism, and I can tell you bought most of them from the same place.”

Ah, you did do that. He tore off the plastic and popped it into his mouth, expression turning sour. “The best ones come from the locals. You should’ve asked the kids,” he advised.

Mouth dry, you said, “Yeah, I should’ve.”

Everyone told you that the mysterious new student—Hat Guy, you now learned—was prickly and slips off when someone approaches him. His birthday was apparently a very thrilling event—in the case that everyone had to hunt him down to give him his cake.

“Want a tip?” he asked, head tilted and looking entirely pretty. His tongue rolled around as he ate his—your candy.

“You seem to know best.”

“Take me with you next time.”

[jackie-mae]

Okay, first of: I love your art style!💖

I came here because of your One Timeline AU a while ago and have just scrolled through your whole block again, admiring your character designs. Normaly I don't really engage much because ✨️crippling social anxiety✨️ but I've stared at your art so often by now, I thought I should tell you before it gets weird. (To late, I know.) Especially since you've blessed us with a new adorable interaction between these idiots recently.🥰

(I please want to see more of them, but no pressure.)

Also: I know he is not really a character in the comic and the one sketch you did of him is one and a half years old by now, but I absolutely 💕adore💕 your Vaati design. He's my favourite villain by far and just one of my favorite characters in general. I love Minish Cap and I've had the headcanon that his hylian form would have some minish traits for ages but never saw anyone draw that. (I can't draw for the life of me.😅) So yeah, my compliment on the design and thank you for accidentally making art of the picture in my head, I guess.😅

(Feel free to ignore my rambling if it's to much, but know that if you have anything to say/show about everyone’s favorite little wind mage I'd be more than happy to read/see it.😊)

You're wonderful and talented, keep going and have an awesome day!😘

Omg This is literally one of the nicest possible messages I could have received during work thank you so much (And thank you to anyone who sends me asks I may not answer I see and love them all I'm just horrible at answering and too have ✨️crippling social anxiety✨️) Please feel free to continue staring lol I enjoy knowing my arts being perceived :3

Thank you for fueling my Vaati brainrot he is also one of my favourite characters. Loved him in the Minish cap manga which is one of my favourite LOZ manga and I also very recently actually played through minish cap proper on switch online (bar the last fight lmao) { it is a really fun game what crack did Nintendo sneak into their GBA rpg's seriously the Mario and Luigi series spawned from that era too}

I should post more of my rough doodle sheets and sketches cuz I have drawn Vaati since that year and a half ago (Jesus) but most of them are related to a timeline beat I'm still workshopping Xp

so for now have this little sketch of Vaati and Mini in my design of his post-game hat <3

[starrluvs]

can you please… facesitting but with raiden and kung lao? i’m begginf

𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍 | 𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐀𝐎 + 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

cw: afab reader, oral (fem receiving), facesitting, established relationship (raiden), rivals or fwb (kung lao), raiden being a sweetheart, kung lao being a cocky mf

wc: 709

a/n: my first anon request eeee tysm <3 !! i've never considered writing for kung lao or raiden before, but this was fun to write! maybe i'll be open to write about more mk men apart from the lin kuei trio... also, requests/asks are open, so come talk to me or send some asks!

𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍

raiden was a sweet man. he was kind, hardworking, humble and open to new opportunities and challenges. so when you told him that you wanted to try sitting on his face, he agreed, telling you that he’d do his best. 

lucky for you, his best was more than enough. raiden was underneath you, listening to all the moans that left your lips while he slowly ran his tongue deep inside your slick walls. the tingling feeling made your toes curl as you whimpered out his name,

the champion hums against your pussy, making you shiver from the jolt of vibrations lingering through your core. you look down at raiden, and the sight of him so willingly smothering himself into you made your cheeks rise in temperature. his eyebrows were knitted close together and his eyes were closed as he was solely focused on bringing you pleasure.

as if he could feel your stare, raiden opens his shining brown eyes and stops what he’s doing for just a quick moment. he was able to see your hair become fizzed and quite messy, but he only let out a small chuckle before asking you if he was doing a good job and if you were feeling good.

his humbleness showing out once again made you smile and reassure him that he was doing an amazing job. upon hearing your answer, raiden wastes no time diving back in, except this time he held onto your waist gently.

you squeal as you feel him flick your clit and leave soft kisses on it before delving his tongue back into your heat. you whimper at the feeling of his wet muscle entering you again and place your smaller hands over his bigger ones that were still planted on your hips.

with your back arched and eyes screwed shut, you continued to yelp and squeal in pleasure. he knew you couldn’t see him, but just the view of his beloved on top of him like this was something to remember forever. 

he’d definitely have to do this more often with you.

𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐀𝐎

unlike raiden, kung lao wasn’t necessarily the most humble man in all the realms. imagine the big game he would talk just to get between your legs– so much speeches about how he would be able to please you better than any of your past sexual partners– even have you cumming for him multiple times… and he wasn't completely wrong about it either.

you had already reached your first orgasm, but kung lao had no intentions of stopping his ministrations on your pussy. his lips suctioned around your overstimulated clit, causing you to try and squirm away from him. your previous orgasm still had you in a daze, and you were sure the monk’s ego had already been stroked at how poorly you were handling yourself above him.

much to your liking, kung lao lets you hover above his face, leaving you out of reach from his mouth. he watches you catch your breath and takes the opportunity to open his mouth and tease you, telling you that he ‘told you so’.

you couldn’t stand it… you couldn't stand that he was right. you couldn't stand his cocky smile that showed off his dimples– but maybe seeing him soaked like this with your juices wasn’t all that bad. with a quick dismissal of his comments, you feel your body come down from its high and sit back down on his face.

this time, his hands fly up to grip your thighs, kneading your soft flesh and urging you to keep grinding on his tongue that was licking up every last drop of your sweet juices. panting and feeling short of breath, you cup the back of his head for support to sit up and compose yourself.

you were able to feel kung lao’s smug grin against your pussy. he knew that he had already won you over with just his tongue. and with the way the motion of your hips started speeding up– practically using his face and tongue for yet another release– confirmed that he officially had you lost in pleasure and he loved it.

you were never gonna hear the end of this once you two were done here.

[homelanderbutbig]

You are a tremendously talented artist, writer and shitposter. I have alerts for you turned on so I can see your magnificence as soon as you post. You’re seriously one of my favourite blogs and an integral part of this side of The Boys’ fandom. I’m grateful that I get to exist at the same time as. Never forget that you bring immense joy to all those around you, that your presence is a blessing, that you matter so much to so many people. You are very loved by myself and others, we will always be here for you ❤️

- Fridge Anon

I'll keep this under the cut for people who don't wanna get blasted with a wall of text, lol. Using this as an excuse for a life update.

I'm a very private person, I don't like to talk about myself and my issues on here. I've mentioned a few times in the past about my unsolved medical problems. It started out in 2023 with eye blurriness, then slowly evolved to include headaches, neck and shoulder pain, and light sensitivity. It's 24/7, I wake up and go to bed feeling the same.

I've had countless scans, tests, needling, injections, and pain/migraine meds. Nobody knows what's wrong with me, nothing has helped to alleviate my symptoms, and it's just been getting worse month after month. Every time I try to get my hopes up with a new practitioner, telling me they can 100% help me no problem, it all just comes crashing back down because it doesn't work. It's almost been two years of this now, no diagnosis, no recovery plan. Neurology wait times are 1 1/2 to 2 years, if I'm lucky.

As the months have gone by it's been getting increasingly harder for me to keep up with the hobbies that make me happy, especially with this blog. Writing fics is a struggle because it's difficult to make out the words I'm typing, everything is an unfocused blur. Drawing is more challenging because of my shoulder pain correlating to my drawing arm. While my head and neck are more of a sharp, stabbing pain, my shoulder is different. It's essentially as if someone has their hand digging into the muscle and is clenching with all their might, never letting go. It's just a hard rock that gets aggravated if you even touch it. I'd been managing for the most part to draw regularly, but since about January I've noticed my hand and fingers go numb the longer I try to draw. It's becoming increasingly limiting.

Basically, as time has gone on I've been just completely exhausted. There are so many things I want to do that I just can't do anymore. This depression has just been building more and more each passing month, like my life is just pointless. I've been feeling like I'm letting everyone down by not producing the same level of work that I could before, that I was proud of. I feel little joy in what used to be fun.

But I don't wanna be too much of a downer. While I'm still really unsure about my future, I want to at least keep this blog going because it really does make me smile despite all my personal bullshit. I might not be able to draw/write as frequently as I have in the past year, so please forgive me in that regard. This is a long road that I'm stuck on and I don't know when it will ever end. All I can do is navigate it the best I can.

And for anyone who's sent me an ask over the last month, I apologize if you're thinking I've been ignoring you! I like to take my time answering people who are kind enough to send me thoughts, and I've just been a bit swamped with life so my inbox has been on the backburner. Please be rest assured, if you've sent me something I will eventually respond. ❤️

I wish to bestow a sad lil' gremlin Homelander onto you, Fridge Anon. Please hold him close to your heart, print him out, stick him on the fridge and give him a kiss every morning for good luck.

Thank you again, to anyone reading this. You all have been pretty much the sole light in my life, and I wish you all know I would be nothing without your kindness. I hope you can forgive me venting this much, lol. 🫂🫂🫂

[lesmisshippingshowdown]

Introducing: POLL STEALING

Woah! The Les Mis Shipping Showdown, introducing a whole new gameplay mechanic when the tournament's already started? Say it ain't so!

Well. It's so.

Inspired by @hbowartournament (idk if they originated this idea, but it's certainly where I saw it), starting with the Round of 16 you will have the opportunity to earn back percentage points on any given poll by creating fanworks - fic, art, gifsets, fanvids, etc - for your ship of choice and letting us know about it. A full breakdown of how this works is under the Read More at the bottom of this post, and we'll also make a separate explainer post to link in each new poll.

To give you all a head start on your creations, we will be slightly delaying the Round of 16 poll drop to the evening (GMT/UTC) of Monday 10th March. Be there or be square!

This does, of course, also mean that we will be completely ignoring the entirely democratic results of our earlier poll and keeping each poll's running time at a week to give you the most time possible to get your fanworks finished and submitted.

Q: Why? Simple! I realised while searching for visual aids for the ships in the Round of 32 that this bracket contains a lot of surprisingly niche pairs for whom there's not actually a whole lot of content. 47% of the pairings that made the bracket have fewer than 150 works on AO3! So actually, this tournament could be a great opportunity to highlight & spur on a new outpouring of love for some of those rarer pairings, some of which haven't really been in their heyday since like, 2014. I kind of was operating along these lines already when begging you guys for fanart submissions every other day, but then I figured adding the competition element makes it more fun and gives you guys more of an incentive to participate!

Q: But my ship's just been eliminated from the round of 32 :( Now I don't get to play :( Fear not. Because I have a solution.

Q: Can I submit a fanwork I've already created? Ideally, new fanwork is the dream here, but we get everyone has time constraints and we're announcing this all pretty last minute. If you want to subtly rework the WIP you've had lurking in your Google Docs for the past 6 years, or tweak an artwork you already posted on here in 2013, we'll turn a blind eye. However, in the interest of both fun and fairness, we ask that you prioritise new, or at least newly updated, work (new chapters of existing multichapter fics count!) and do not just spam the tag with your entire back catalogue of 172,000 words of [insert ship here] fanfic. You can still post your back catalogue as propaganda, but it won't count towards the steal.

(PS. We're aware that some sections of this fandom have just had big creative output fests e.g. Valvert Week, and may therefore be all out of fresh ideas for this tournament. In the interest of not overworking you guys, if you'd like to repurpose any work - for any ship - published since February 1st, 2025 as a Steal Work, you are absolutely welcome to do so. Just be sure to send us a link and let us know that this is your intention.)

Q: Is there anything I can't submit?

Once again, we politely request no AI generated art or fiction.

NSFW is absolutely fine, but please ensure it is suitably tagged so anybody who wants/needs to avoid it is able to do so.

We know that with the presence of certain ships in this bracket (*cough* turnchetta) it's completely impossible to avoid parody/troll/shitpost content, and banning it would be antithetical to the point of some of these noble ships. Plus, some of the greatest creative works in Les Mis fandom history (*cough* the Enjonine rap) have been works in this vein. So you're welcome to goof around, but please be aware that at the mods' discretion we may discount anything we deem to be especially low effort or in particularly poor taste.

Q: You said the new round of polls doesn't start until March 10th - can I start posting Steal Works before then? Be our guest! If you've got things ready to go then you can post them as soon as they're done. Just make sure they're tagged appropriately (see under the cut) so that we know they're meant for this purpose.

Q: So how does all this work? I'm glad you asked! Please see below the cut:

(once again, all scoring & rules lifted absolutely wholesale from the hbowartournament. they changed the game with this and i'm not even kidding)

Writers:

Post a fic (or new chapter) of at least 100 words to AO3. The pairing of your choice must be the primary relationship tag (and remember this poll is for romantic relationships only)

Link your fic here, tag it #lmss steal, and send us a link to the post via asks/submissions. If your piece is part of a larger, previously established fic, please include in your message the word count of the new chapter.

Earn 0.1% for every 100 words, rounded to the nearest hundred

Artists:

Post your fanart to tumblr, tag it #lmss steal, and send us a link via asks/submissions.

Earn 0.1% for a sketch, 0.3% for linework, and 0.5% for a full colour piece.

Fanvid Editors:

Post your video to tumblr, tag it #lmss steal, and send us a link via asks/submissions.

Earn 0.3% per 10 seconds for an AMV/fanvid using existing footage, and 0.5% per 10 seconds for an animatic.

Photo/Gifset Editors:

Post your photoset/gifset to tumblr, tag it #lmss steal, and send us a link via asks/submissions.

Earn 0.1% per edited photo and 0.5% per gif/collage.

Playlist Curators:

Post your fanmix - consisting of at least 8 tracks (iykyk) - to Spotify (or create a YouTube playlist if you do not have a Spotify account).

Link your playlist here, tag it #lmss steal, and send us a link via asks/submissions.

Earn 0.1% per 8 songs on the playlist, rounded to the nearest 8

Earn 0.1% per 200 words of liner notes expanding on the selected songs

If you're struck by creative urges not listed above, just drop us an ask and we can figure out what category it falls into and/or approximate percentage conversion rates if it's something totally new.

No matter what you're posting though, the same applies - make sure to tag it #lmss steal so that we know it's part of this tournament, and send us a link to your post so that we don't miss it!

[the-universal-sun]

Okay... a small idea : Regressor!Pacifica and Caregivers!Dipper and Mabel?

Sorry this is late, I am working on another request, but I had to take a break with it because my mind wasn't computing. I'm very sorry. But thank you so much by lovely anon for this request, even though it was so long ago, I hope you've stuck around. I enjoyed writing these head canons out so much, I never thought of the twins as caregivers nor Pacifica as little before, so I had fun figuring them out. I hope I captured your vision and I hope all of you enjoy reading these as much as I've enjoyed writing them! Please stay safe, warm, and dry out there! Spring is almost upon us!

Sending all the Love in the World

xx

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-I imagine this happens when they're a little bit older, so about 14/15 years old, when societal teen pressure really starts to hit hard

-Pacifica's parents have been getting onto her about the family image and keeping with the "right company" and have been demanding she quit her job at Greasy's

-Due to parental pressures, she feels like she still have to be that cool rich girl who looks down on others, has perfect grades, and a million extracurriculars to do

-It's a lot of pressure on her, and she's looking forward to the summer; the twins will come visit, her parents and school "friends" will leave for their coastal vacation homes and she can be free to be not Pacifica Northwest, but just Pacifica, sometimes Paz

-It's early on in the summer when it happens, Mabel asks how the year's been for her and she just goes on a rant, one about all the pressures she's faced that year, how she hates her so-called "friends", has no free time because of all the things her parents signed her up for to mould her into a proper lady, how she longs to go back to a simpler time when none of this stuff mattered, grades or money, but how she never got to be a free kid because, with her parents, it was always about the image and the money. Her rant ends in hiccupping sobs and coughs as she asks them why she wasn't allowed to ever be a child

-Dipper and Mabel hug and console her, patting her hair and rocking her from side to side, saying she's free to be however she wants to with them, even if that's the kid she never was allowed to be

-It's during this that she notices how...fuzzy...everything is. It's like she was underwater, everything was muddled and seemed to be moving so slow. She felt...loose?

-She can't exactly find the words to explain it, but she didn't feel so bad and upset as she did earlier, she feels nice and warm, her best friends for ever literally by her side

-Mabel and then Dipper notice this new development their friend is going through, her eyes have a sort of daze to them that looks very familiar...similar to their Grunkle's eyes when he feels smaller

-The connections are made, Dipper and Mabel figure out that Pacifica is most likely regressed, the unloading of her mental state being the shove over the line she'd been teetering for a while, evidently. They know that she probably doesn't know what's happening, but they're going to take care of her until she's feeling big again and then explain it to her

-For a while, she just kind of lays there, getting used to the new feelings she's experiencing, until something shiny catches her eyes

-It's Mabel's craft corner, with all her glitter and markers, felt, and knitting supplies out in the open

-Paz just kind of crawls, because she can't manage to get the strength to walk with all the newfound feelings she's having, to the corner and starts pulling out paper and glue guns and googly eyes, asking Mabel "Can I? Can I? Can I?" with each new item

-Mabel is 100% on board with Paz crafting, with her supervision of course

-Dipper is more hesitant, anxious that she could get hurt some how, but Mabel assures him that she's going to keep an eye on Paz and she'll make sure no one ends up hurt

-Dipper is not too assured initially since he knows how serious Mabel's crafting can be, how much glitter can hurt. He's assured after watching the two of them color, cut, and glue to their hearts content, watching his sister guide Paz with the cutting and hot gluing

-Less anxious now, he should know to trust Mabel by now really, he makes the three of them lunch. It's nothing complicated, just PB&J's and some apple slices

-Mabel squeals at Paz's little "Thank you, Dipper", the words sounding airy and shy. Dipper just stutters and leaves the room to compose himself, nothing weird, but he doesn't want to squeal at her Small cuteness in front of others

-He's a man. He'll gush about it outside the room where he's alone and no one can record any proof of it happening

-Paz gets pretty talkative after lunch, playing make believe with Mabel's old dolls and making the twins play with her, well less make and more like Mabel suggested it and Dipper gave in at the slightest hint of Puppy Eyes

-His characters always tend to go into a rant about something in the scientific field, but Paz doesn't mind, she may not be able to understand what he's talking about, but he looks and sounds happy, and that makes her plenty happy too!

-Mabel brought up dress up once, but Paz got so upset by the mere mention of it, she was forced to play "dress up" since she was a child, they game reminds her of her parents and their crushing expectations of her

-Here is where Mabel panics, she's not good at consoling people she made cry, but Dipper is surprisingly good at it, telling Paz she doesn't have to play it if she doesn't want to, and that she can be covered in mud and they'd still want to be her best friends and play with her every day

-That cheers her up, knowing her bestest best friends in the entire world forever (BBFitEWF-Mabel WILL put that on a friendship bracelet) wouldn't judge her for her clothes or how she looks

-She hugs Dipper, nearly pulling him down to the ground with her strength, patting his hat and calling him "Dip-Dip" with a few pats to the head, copying what they've been doing to her all day

-Dipper steps out again to have his Private Manly Squeal

-They end up playing with some of Dipper's older legos, trying their best to build the biggest and most stable lego tower

-Waddles knocks them over before they finish so there's no clear winner (it was was Mabel)

-Wanting to ease things down, the twins suggest a movie to watch with Mabel pulling all the (non-romance and kid friendly) movies she has out

-The movie they watch is Barbie the Princess and the Pauper. Paz picks it out and glares and stomps her feet when Dipper tries to suggest another one, not wanting her to get upset again

-They watch Barbie the Princess and the Pauper

-Paz falls asleep half way through the movie

-She wakes up Big and it takes her a few moments to comprehend what just happened to her, and she's so embarassed

-Pacifica almost storms out of the Shack, but the twins hold her back and explain to the best of their knowledge what Age Regression is and how it's actually really good for a person's mental state

-They reassure her throughout the entire conversation how they loved to be around her and how they didn't feel burdened at all while taking care of her. In fact, they want to continue doing it

-Only if she wants to, that is

-This is all new to Pacifica, so so very new, but these guys are her friends, right? Like her actual friends who like her for who she is, not what she is, and she trusts them with her life (she has for a few years now). And she did enjoy herself, she felt so free and unburdened for the first times since last summer ended, she had fun and she feels better now. Not fixed, but stronger, like she can get through to the next week. So if they're fine with it, and if, that's a big IF, she feels the need to feel like a kid again

-Well maybe she'll go to them. She likes their toys better than hers anyways

[synnamon-hearts]

Do you think Josh likes to take pictures/record during sex?

Ohhhh, do I ever! I think this guy has a camera in his hands every chance he gets when you're naked. That is, if you are okay with it, of course. He will respect your wishes if you want to keep your nude form from being recorded in any way. But still, he loves the idea of being able to have that control, to direct you while capturing you in your most vulnerable moments. It secretly gets him so hard to even think about it. And if you are in a long distance situation (which I headcanon because I'm Canadian lol) it is so beneficial. Sure, porn is great and fun. But it is so much better when it's his girl on the screen, all fuck-drunk and panting for him. It has him cumming in minutes. This reminds me of a fic I've been working on for literally almost a year and a half now. 😂 I'll give you a sneak peak down below... 👀

𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭

The lighting in the room is dim, a warm yellow hue igniting from the lamp on the bedside table. The room is warm, only getting hotter as the seconds tick by. I close my eyes for a moment, enjoying how the silk sheets felt under my bare thighs. The cool touch of the fabric helped to soothe the burning heat radiating off my flesh. I opened my eyes again to place my gaze upon my boyfriend, who was quite occupied by his filming equipment at the time.

He pressed the button on the camera and the light flicked on, making me feel much more exposed. I had never been in front of a camera in just my bra and panties before. Hell, I had never done anything like this before. It was so scary, but also exciting. I tapped my foot against the carpet patiently, waiting for Josh to pick the best angle and lighting. Josh was a perfectionist, so I knew it would take quite some time, which was fine. I needed a little bit of extra time to mentally prepare myself for what was to come.

"There!" Josh exclaimed as his pursed lips transformed into a smile, while he brought his hands away from the camera. I had never seen him so excited before.

Every couple of months, Josh would leave Canada to go back to live in his other home in America with his family, resulting in us having a short-term long distance relationship until he came back for vacations. During this time, Josh would either call me for phone sex or—if I wasn't available—watch porn to satisfy his needs. It didn't bother me too much. Just as long as he knew where his home was, I didn't mind.

But eventually he came up with the idea to make a sex tape together, so he could watch it instead. Though I was extremely flattered that he would rather watch me than some cheap skank on the internet, I was nervous as all hell. I was always very camera shy and the thought of one being on me while I was stripped of my layers made me feel anxious as fuck. Josh had been asking me for this for months and when I finally gave in, he was more excited than a kid on Christmas. It was rather sweet in a way. After many long talks and new set boundaries, I began to feel a lot more comfortable with the idea. After all, I always knew I was safe with Josh.

"Shit— wait." He grumbled out and started messing around with the camera again, before a pleased smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Then he turned away from it to face me.

I noticed that the lense was now a lot more zoomed in than before, sending a shiver down my spine. Though it would only ever be me and him watching this tape, I felt as if a thousand eyes were watching me, completely exposed and out on display for their guilty pleasures. The thought made my mind cloud with humiliation and arousal.

𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭~𖹭

[ladyaislinn]

Rufus Sewell Says He 'Struggled' Being Cast as the Bad Guy But Jokes It 'Suited the Shape of My Face'

The 'Diplomat' star tells PEOPLE that, for "a long period" in his career, "I would be sent a lot of, if not evil, kind of stoic and silent personages"

Rufus Sewell doesn’t think he has the swag of a lot of the bad guys he’s played.

“I'm not naturally assured,” Sewell, 57, tells PEOPLE. “I actually have a frenetic nervous, people-pleasing disposition. I'm not a cool guy. I'm quite warm.”

Still, the British actor has found himself playing a lot of not-so-angelic characters, including his latest roles as Prince Andrew in Scoop and Hal Wyler in The Diplomat.

“When I first started working, the kind of roles that I usually did were very, very, very far from me,” Sewell says. “When I left drama school, I'd always played little old men and a hunchback. That's how it made my mark. There was a long period when I would be sent a lot of, if not evil, kind of stoic and silent personages.”

Sewell didn’t think those roles played to his strengths, though.

“That category of part didn't actually suit what I was best at,” Sewell says. “But it kind of suited the shape of my face, so I kept my mouth shut. It's only ever been irritating when people who should know better in the industry send me scripts according to something that I really struggled to do.”

Sewell shares that when he did take on villainous roles, he felt like he “could do something different” with them. “It felt like I was trying to make the best of the same kind of category of part for a long time,” he continues. The father of two says he found playing Prince Andrew “easier, in a way” than previous roles because “there wasn't any expectation that it was my kind of thing.”

“I think the opposite is often true with parts that I'm casting because of other parts that I've told,” Sewell says. “People might think that things are just what I'm like when really it takes a lot of work.”

Sewell confesses he hasn’t gotten “anywhere near” the kinds of roles he really wants to take on. “I suppose you could say I love it when people think they're miscasting me,” he says. “I really, really enjoyed doing theater and comedy, and Hal has a bit of both. That's why it's so much fun, because it's got a bit of everything.” Hence why, ahead of the release of The Diplomat’s second season, Sewell says he feels secure in his career for the first time.

“This is the only time, really, that I feel safe,” he adds. “It's only the third show I've ever done that has had a possibility of continuing, the third long-term thing I've ever done. There's an anxiety that you need to keep an eye on the writing because it could change, the voices could change so it makes for periods when you don't sleep in the same way. Now I look forward to getting scripts because I don't care what happens story-wise because I completely trust that what the show is.”

Despite more than 30 years in Hollywood, Sewell says he doesn’t always get recognized while out and about, for which he considers himself “quite lucky.” “I get recognized a lot in the couple of months after something I'm in has been out, and then it just kind of recedes, which is very nice,” he says. “You get people coming up and saying nice things, but it doesn't really hinder my progress around town. What happens more often, which I always try to be nice about, is when people come up and ask me to tell them where they know me from.”

Related: Why The Diplomat Is Getting a Shorter 6-Episode Season 2

Sewell can usually guess. “I can often tell if maybe people recognize me as Jasper from The Holiday or if they're gonna recognize me from The Man in the High Castle where I play an American Nazi,” he says. “But most of the time I fail to come up with what they know me from and I send them on their way as in as friendly a fashion as I can. But it doesn't bother me at all.” In fact, being unrecognizable to many makes it easy for Sewell to enjoy his favorite type of day off: grabbing a coffee and diving into a good book.

“I always have a pile of books that I read one after another. If I did have time off, I like to find little cafes and where I can just sit in the corner,” Sewell, who's currently filming The Diplomat season 3 in New York City, says. “That's why it's quite nice that most people don't recognize me. That's totally fine.”

people.com Oct.2024