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i-have-a-wonky-eye-too · 2 years ago

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Heyyy!! Can I request a Lloyd Hansen x reader where they both meet in a museum in france and he takes her on a date not expecting to be attracted to her so much

Okay... This got away with me and I regret nothing! Thank you for this request. I've been wanting to write for Lloyd for soo ooooo long!

Better Believe It... Lloyd Hansen x F!reader

Warnings: 18+ readers only, swearing, Lloyd Hansen!, smut, oral (f-receiving), Lloyd's clit tickler, unprotected sex (wrap it), rough sex, choking, spanking, Lloyd threatening to shoot someone, reader being a slut for Lloyd, Lloyd!!, soft!Lloyd, nicknames (sunshine, Princess, angel)

Lloyd had his sights set on his target as he carefully made his way through the crowded museum. If it wasn't for the less than useless team he'd been assigned for this mission, he wouldn't have to be getting his hands dirty. He was more than happy to sit back on this one and bark orders at the little twerps from the comfort of the safety house instead of freezing his dick off walking around Paris, waiting for the right moment-

Lloyd let out a heavy huff as someone walked into him. They fell backwards onto their ass in front of him with a squeak making him roll his eyes in frustration. Great, he'd lost his target. "Oh, for fuck-" The words died in Lloyd's mouth as his gaze fell onto one of the most beautiful sights he'd ever seen.

You scrambled onto your knees and quickly began to gather your belongings, feeling your cheeks blush as you tried not to let the embarrassment eat you alive. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I was trying to put my things in my bag and I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings and I should have been. I am so, so, so-" You finally looked up from where you knelt on the floor and gasped. Fuck, he's beautiful.

Lloyd gulped, feeling his heart pound in his chest and his dick stir in his pants as he stared down at you on your knees before him. He cleared his throat and held his hand out to you. "Let me help you up, sunshine." You gave him a timid smile and accepted his hand, immediately tearing your eyes away from his as your blush deepened. "Are you hurt?" He asked once you were stood up in front of him.

You shook your head, "No, sir." You whispered, feeling nervous as you realised how much big the man was than you.

Lloyd held in a groan, wishing he could hear you call him that as he devoured your cunt. He was sure it was as sweet as your honey laced voice.

"M'sorry I walked into you." You looked up at him through your eyelashes.

Lloyd gulped and shook his head. "I should be the one apologising for knocking such a pretty gal over." He smiled, cursing himself on the inside. Gal? This isn't the fucking 40s, Lloyd. Pull your shit together.

You let out a shy giggle, once again lowering your face as you brushed your hair behind your ear. "I don't know about that... But, thank you..." You cleared your throat. "I should be going." You nodded and stepped around him.

Lloyd frowned as he looked ahead of him to where he last saw his target, not surprised when he didn't see him there anymore.

You'd barely walked ten steps away when you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder. You looked back and smiled, "Did I forget something?"

Lloyd nodded a playful smirking curling at his lips. "As a matter of a fact, you did, sunshine." Lloyd handed you his cell that already had the keypad loaded. When you raised your eyebrow at him, Lloyd chuckled. "How else can I ask ya' to dinner?"

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"So, are you here for business or pleasure, sunshine?" Lloyd asked as the pair of you sat at a table in one of the most renowned restaurants in Paris.

There usually was a three month waiting list if you wanted to done there but Lloyd said he 'knew a guy' and that's how the pair of you ended up getting a table out on the balcony, overlooking the Eiffle Tower as it lit up Paris' night sky.

"Pleasure." You smiled to yourself. "I've always wanted to visit but never had the chance."

"What changed?" Lloyd asked.

"I dumped my lying, cheating, free loading ass of a boyfriend." You smiled at him.

Lloyd chuckled, "Ah, I see."

You nodded. "What about you?" You asked.

Lloyd sighed, "Business."

"Oh, sounds fun." You joked making Lloyd chuckle.

"Usually it is." He smiled.

"What is it you do?" You asked as you picked up your champagne, something else Lloyd surprised you with.

Lloyd stared at you in silence for a moment as he tried to think of what to say. For the first time. I'm Lloyd's life he found himself not wanting to lie to someone but also wanting to keep them safe. Why? "I, uh... Can't really tell you, without putting you in danger."

You frowned, "Are you being serious?"

Lloyd nodded. "I work for a government agency... And that's all I'm saying."

"What? Like... NCIS? Or James Bond?" You asked with a playful smile making Lloyd scowl.

"Way better than, James Bond, sunshine." He winked at you making you laugh. "What about you?"

"I'm certainly no, James Bond." You blushed. "I own and work in a computer repair store with a friend from college." You smiled proudly.

Lloyd's eyes widened a little, "You're a nerd?"

You rolled your eyes with a huff. "And what if I am?"

Lloyd held his hands up. "Nothing, you're just, way too hot to be a nerd." He smirked at you making your head fall back with a laugh.

"That's the first time I've been told that." You blushed, "Can I ask you something?"

Lloyd nodded, "Sure, but I might not be able to answer it."

You bit your bottom lip. "Is there a reason you have your mustache that way or do you just like it?" You asked as you leaned forwards on your elbows, subconsciously pressing your breasts together, giving Lloyd the perfect view down your dress.

Lloyd gulped as he took a quick glance, licking his lips as he looked you in dead in the eye."Why? You got a problem with it?" He'd shave it off in a heart beat if you did.

You shook your head. "Absolutely not. I was just wondering if it felt as good as it looked." You smirked at him.

Lloyd's lips curled into a grin. "Wanna find out, sunshine?"

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Lloyd could spend the rest of his life with his head buried between your legs. You really were as sweet as he first thought and the noises you made were the icing on the cake for him. There was no way he was letting you go.

Your eyes rolled backwards as Lloyd brought you to yet another orgasm, the number you weren't sure of. After the second mind blowing orgasm, you went dumb. Fuck, you love that clit tickler.

Lloyd moaned from deep in his chest as he sat back on his knees. He wiped his hand down his chin and smirked at you. "Fuck, sunshine, your pussy is perfect." Lloyd crawled over the top of you, pressing kisses up the length of your body. He gave your pebbled nipple a few kitten licks before suckling on it with a soft moan.

"Fuck," You let out a breathy moan, arching your back. You reached up and tangled your fingers through his hair tugging his head towards yours. "Fuck me, Lloyd." You begged before crashing your lips against his.

Lloyd quickly took control of the kiss as his large hands kneaded your body. He pulled back with a smirk, "Patience, sunshine." He gave you a quick kiss before he got off the bed. "Knees. Facing me." He order, pointing to the floor before dropping his briefs to reveals his long, thick dick.

You licked your lips and quickly scurried off the bed and got on to the plush carpet. You didn't need Lloyd to tell you what he wanted you to do next.

His breathe caught in his throat as you wrapped your hand around his hard cock. You bit your bottom lip as you looked up at him.

"Fuck," He moaned softly, his head falling back as you gave him a soft squeeze.

You slid your hand down to the base of his cock, spitting on the head before sliding your hand back up to gather your saliva. Lloyd moaned softly as you repeated the action before cupping his balls in your palm. You looked up at him with a smirk then ran your tongue down the length of him and back to the tip. Lloyd groaned deeply. You teasingly repeated the action until Lloyd huffed and wrapped your hair around his fist, tugging your head back making you giggle.

"Stop teasing."

You gave his head one more kitten lick before wrapping your lips around him and began sucking.

"Fuck," He moaned with closed eyes.

Lloyd's cock was on the large side (certainly larger than any previous you've had) so you weren't able to fit some of him into your mouth straight away. As you took what you could in your mouth, you used your hand to stroke him.

"Easy, angle." Lloyd cooed, gently stroking your cheek as you worked him in your mouth. "Fahk." Lloyd groaned as he watched you deep throat him before pulling off to stroke him again.

Your eyes water a little as you caught your breath but it didn't bother you, the sounds Lloyd made spurred you on. You wanted to please him. You used your other hand to play with his balls as you licked up the length of him before taking him back into your mouth. You bobbed slowly up and down, adding light pressure to his balls as you did.

"Shit. Angel, don't stop," Lloyd gently large tugged the makeshift pony tail.

You moaned, the taste of him on your tongue making you even wetter than you thought possible.

Lloyd's hips began to move and back forth, his cock slipping in and out of your mouth as he fucked your throat. "Fahk!" His head fell backwards. "S'good. I'm go-"

Suddenly the door to Lloyd's hotel room burst open. Lloyd quickly pulled his cock out of your mouth and grabbed the covers from the bed, covering you up as four men marched in with guns pointed at the pair of you.

"What the shit?!" Lloyd shouted at them as he covered his dick with a pillow.

"Shit. Sorry, boss." One of the men said as he stared at you.

"Stop looking at her!" Lloyd glared at them angrily and moved to stand in front of you where you were now sat on the floor.

You licked your lips as he gave you the perfect view of his ass, tempted to take a bite of it.

The four men spun around. "Sorry, sir... We didn't know where you were. When you didn't answer our calls, we thought the target might have-"

"I DON'T CARE! GET THE FUCK OUT!" Lloyd screamed at them.

"But boss-"

"GET THE FUCK OUT BEFORE I PUT A BULLET IN YOUR HEAD!" Lloyd screamed at them, making the men quickly leave the room, shutting the door behind them.

As Lloyd took a deep breath you stood from the floor, letting the covers fall from you.

Lloyd turned to face you letting the pillow fall to the floor. "M'sorry 'bout-"

You practically threw yourself at Lloyd, wrapping your arms around his neck and crashing your lips against his. Lloyd's hands dug into the backs of your thighs and hoisted you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as he once more took charge of the kiss, forcing his tongue into your mouth.

He dropped onto the bed with you, pulling back from your mouth with smirk. "You want my cock that much, Princess?"

You nodded, "I never knew death threats could be such a turn on." You giggled.

Lloyd chuckled, "Then you should stick around..." He ran his tongue up your throat before buying lightly.

"You speak to them like that often?" You asked with a soft moan.

"All the fucking time." Lloyd nipped your throat.

"Then I might just stick around." You held the back of his head and crashed your lips against his this time your forced your tongue into his mouth. You pulled back with a smirk. "Fuck me, Lloyd."

Lloyd smirked down at you. "Hands and knees. Now." He ordered.

You quickly untangled yourself from Lloyd and with his help you flipped over onto your hands and knees. You raised your ass in the air and gave it a little wiggle, letting out a high pitched moan as Lloyd slapped it.

"I won't be soft." He warned, taking a handful of your ass cheek.

You shook your head and looked back at him, "I don't want you to be."

His eyes darkened as he licked his lips. "You might regret saying that, angel." He gave your ass another smack.

You cried out in pure ecstasy.

Lloyd spat onto his hand and gave his hard cock a stroke as he shoved two of his thick fingers inside your pussy, letting out a deep moan. "Fuck, you're gonna strangle my cock." He twisted his wrist, giving his fingers a scissor.

You moaned. "Just fuck me already, Lloyd. Please."

Lloyd rolled his eyes and pulled his fingers out and replaced them with the head of his cock. "So..." He began to push his thick length inside your pussy making you whine. "Fucking." He bottomed out with a groan. "Needy." He pulled back until just his bulbous head was left inside before he rammed back in.

"Fuck!"

Lloyd wrapped his hand around your hair tightly as he slammed into you. His other hand held onto your ass cheek, definitely leaving bruises. He wanted you to remember him. You looked so beautiful with your head held back as you muttered incoherent words. Lloyd looked over into the mirror with a devilish grin, your breasts jiggled with every thrust of his hips that hit you deep inside. You cried out in pleasure as Lloyd occasionally hit your ass as he growled like a wild animal when he felt your pussy squeeze around him.

"Fuck, Princess, it's like your pussy was made for me." He groaned.

You nodded, pushing yourself back onto his cock. "Made for you."

"You're squeezing my cock, so, good, Princess." He whispered. "Fuck, you're gonna cum, aren't you?" He smirked against your ear. You nodded with a whimper, your voice lost because of the pleasure. "C'mon, angel, soak my fucking cock." Lloyd panted against your ear.

You nodded with a moan pushing yourself back onto Lloyd's cock.

Lloyd let go of your hair and moved his hand round your front and over your breasts and wrapped his hand around your throat, pulling you up so your back was against his chest. Lloyd moved his other hand over your stomach and pressed his fingers against your clit.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt Lloyd tighten his hold around your throat and after another few sharp thrusts, you came with a loud cry, your entire body shaking as your orgasm ran through you and Lloyd released his hold on your throat.

Lloyd gave a few more strokes of his hips before he came, cursing as his cock twitched inside your warm walls. "Fuck, sunshine-"

The pair of you collapsed in a sweaty heap in the bed, panting as Lloyd kept you in his arms.

"So... You wonna stick around for a while, angel?" Lloyd asked and pressed a kiss just behind your ear. His mustache tickling your sensitive skin.

You gave a tired hum. "Depends. You gonna fuck me like that if I do?"

Lloyd chuckled and pushed himself up so he was over you. "Oh, sunshine," He said with a shit eating grin. "You better believe I'm gonna fuck you silly."

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every1studio · 5 years ago

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true feelings series: “last christmas” [ateez: wooyoung]

genre: angst + fluff (WARNING: mentions of terminal illness]

ficstyle: bulletpoints + series [HONGJOONG] [YUNHO] [SEONGHWA] [WOOYOUNG]

prompt: you didn’t want to tell wooyoung about your illness, so you wanted to give him one last happy memory of you two together

note: intentional lowercases / SORRY I AM NOT GOING TO WRITE FOR REQUESTS ANYMORE, I HOPE THAT YOU CAN UNDERSTAND AND THAT YOU WILL STILL READ MY WORKS WHEN I GET OUT OF THIS DEPRESSING WRITER’S BLOCK

you smiled from the couch you were bundled up on as you watched wooyoung laced the lights around the trees

“wooyoung, why don’t you take a break? I made you hot cocoa..”

he immediately drops everything and dashes over to cuddle with you

“what would I do without you?” he asks as he nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck

you were smiling but you were hurting inside

the real question is what would you do without wooyoung?

you met him one year ago on christmas eve

you were walking out the hospital, you had just got word that you had only one year and a couple months left to live

you tried not to look so sad but the tears just wouldn’t stop

an adorable penguin mascot jumped in front of you and started to dance

you couldn’t help but laugh at the sudden performance

“there you go, you shouldn’t be so sad on christmas eve!”

you nodded as you tried to wipe your tears away

“hold on one second, I gotta be return this suit and I’ll meet you back here in a few, okay?”

you could trust this person, right?

nothing bad would happen to you since you were in the middle of the hospital plaza so you nodded once more and waited for the anonymous mascot wearer

“hey!”

you turned to see a handsome young guy jogging towards you, “I’m off work now.. you seem a little better..”

surely he was mistaking you for someone else, “um I think you’ve got the wrong person..”

he started dancing similarly to the penguin mascot, “remember me now?”

you chuckled out soft white puffs of clouds

“yeah..”

“I didn’t think that you were gonna wait for me.. you know, I’m a stranger after all..” the guy ruffled the hair on the back of his head

he seemed shy all of a sudden

“well.. what do you want with me?” you didn’t mean to sound so curt but your mind was running through places that would only happen in movies

“um.. I noticed you walking into the hospital and you know.. I’m out here dancing for 5 hours in this penguin suit so I saw you walking back out... and I saw you crying..”

“there are so many people walking in and out of the hospital... how did you even notice me?”

“who wouldn’t notice someone as beautiful as you?”

you turned down at your hands to hide your blushing face

you would blame the cold weather for your redden face if he asked

“is everything alright?” the guy bent down to try to catch your eyes

“I.. um.. I visited someone very close to me here at the hospital.. and there was some bad news.. and I don’t have much time with them..”

you blurted out a lie but there’s no harm in lying to a stranger, you thought

“how much time do they have left?” the guy made himself comfortable next to you; not too close, not too far

“a little over a year...”

“well you should make the time you have left with them worth remembering.. memories are everything.. now~”

he got up from his seat and held his hand out

“let’s go bring that frown upside down!”

you were reluctant to take his hand, “I don’t even know you..”

“but would you like to? I would like to get to know you.. if you gave me the chance..”

maybe you should give him a chance, you should be spontaneous and spend your time doing the things you’ve always wanted to do

“I don’t see why not,” you smiled as you took his hand

he wrapped your arm to link it into his, “i’m wooyoung.. sorry for the late introduction, princess”

“and i’m y/n...”

you spend a magical night with him

and after that night, you spent that week with him

and after that week, you spent that month with him

and that month became months

and now here we are, a full circle back to this night

christmas eve

and wooyoung still didn’t know about your illness

you hid it as much as you could

you built lies upon lies until it was so thick that you couldn’t shoulder the burden anymore

but you had to

for wooyoung

“remember the day we met for the first time?” wooyoung asked after taking a sip of his hot cocoa

you ran your fingers through his hair

“of course I do.. you were my knight in shining penguin suit..” you smiled trying to suppress a cough

“I was the handsomest penguin but hey, I got you something! hold on one sec, kay?”

wooyoung dashed upstairs

you took that time to cough into your handkerchief; blood stained it

you quickly shoved it into your pocket when you heard him coming back

“heard you coughing, are you okay?”

“yeah, I just choked on some hot cocoa..”

“just making sure you’re okay.. I don’t know about you but I want to you to open your present right now instead of tomorrow morning..”

you’re gonna miss his impatience

“sure, whatever you want..”

wooyoung gently placed the beautifully wrapped gift on your lap

you’re gonna miss his attention to detail

he was always into arts and crafts

you took your time to open it

you wanted to savor every moment you had with him

tears started to form, threatening to spill from your eyes

“I thought you’d like it..” wooyoung smiled widely and he couldn’t stop smiling

it was a fairly large snow globe; inside were you and wooyoung building a snowman version of the exact replica of the penguin mascot wooyoung wore when you first met him

there were other small details and objects that were either the inside jokes that you two shared and your favorite things

(the song that played was a music box version of your favorite song aurora by ateez)

“I absolutely love it..” you were speechless and those were the only other words other than “thank you” and “I love you”

wooyoung pulled you into a side hug and kissed your head, “merry christmas, princess”

“merry christmas, wooyoung..”

“now, where’s my gift,” he burst out into aegyo which caused you to cringe

“you can open it tomorrow~”

“what?! you know I can’t wait that long..”

you held both of his hands and placed them on your cheeks, “please?”

wooyoung rolled his eyes and pulled you close so that your face was hidden in the crook of his neck, “sure, sure, I guess..”

wooyoung loved the holidays; he wanted to be in charge of everything from cooking to decorations

so when he was cooking, you took this time to relieve yourself from a year worth of burden into a letter

you placed the letter in between the ribbon that held the present you got him together

after dinner, you and wooyoung cozied up next to the christmas tree as you two watched the snow fall layers upon layers

you pretended that everything was okay up until wooyoung brought up a sensitive subject, “so how’s your cousin doing? are you going to see them this christmas? since it’s their last?”

he was drawing circles on the small of your back as you tried to slow your heartbeat down

you bit the inside of your cheeks before answering, “no.. they’re.. spending their last christmas in paris... “

“christmas in paris.. that sounds like something on my bucketlist..” you felt wooyoung’s smile through his words

“that does sound amazing..”

“we should do it!”

your heart felt like someone wrung it like a towel, “what, christmas in paris?”

wooyoung nodded as his head shifted into the sofa; he was falling asleep

“I would love to go to paris for christmas with you..” you murmured

“I’d love to spend the rest of my life with you.. but I can’t..” you whispered even more quietly

you waited until you could hear him snore before you slipped away from his grasp

you kissed him one last time, trying to hold your tears back and trying to keep as quiet as you could

you had your go bag in your car; you decided to fly off to a quiet medical facility where you could spend the last few months that you had without worrying anyone

and hopefully the doctors can learn something from your illness so that no one else can go through the pain that you experienced

that night, wooyoung had a dream

you two were in paris for christmas

you two indulged yourselves in good cuisine

shopped like nobodies business

those moments flashed by like fairy lights

in the dream, wooyoung turned your face from looking up at the eiffle tower and took a breath

“y/n, you are everything I could ever ask for in a partner in crime.. everything you do, everything from your head to your toes.. makes me just want to ask you one question..”

he bent down on one knee; he didn’t care that his knees were getting cold and wet from the snow

“y/n.. will you marry me?”

you clasped your hands as your eyes glistened as the lights reflected off of them

“wooyoung.. I would love to.. I’d love to spend of the rest of my life with you... but I can’t...”

wooyoung felt himself falling; the abyss swallowing him and he could feel it in his stomach

the hardwood floor woke him up, he had fallen off of the couch

and he found himself all by himself

he looked over at the table that you placed the snow globe and it was gone

he frantically looked for you

the anxiety was eating himself alive

he found a post-it note on the christmas tree

“open your present without me!!”

maybe you had went out to get some fresh coffee, he saw the post-it note as a good sign that you would be back

wooyoung sat there and opened the gift you wrapped for him

the letter fell out and his hands shook as he reached for it

“wooyoung, my knight in shining armor. there was nothing that I could ask more than to ask for your forgiveness and this is why.

december 24th of last year, I went into the hospital hoping for good news that they had treatment for me and my condition. I wanted to grab onto any hope that I could. I didn’t want my illness to define who I was. but when my doctor told me of my limited time left on this earth, I couldn’t help but let go of all hope. there was no cousin who went to paris for christmas. that person with limited time for memories was me.

I left the hospital planning to coop myself up in my apartment until my expiry date. until I met you. day 1, you were just a stranger who I didn’t see the use in telling the truth to. but within a couple of weeks, you became someone I didn’t want to ever lose. I wanted to create as many memorable moments with you as I can, so that when I leave this earth, I only have good moments to hold onto.

I want you to continue making memorable moments without me. I know I’m being selfish and I know this isn’t fair to you.. but this was the best way for us to part.. someday, I’ll just be a memory to you. thank you for the best 365 days anyone could ever ask for. and I hope that you meet someone that will replace me. thank you for giving me the chance to meet you.

i’ll always love you, wooyoung. yours truly, y/n”

wooyoung couldn’t breathe

he wanted to look for you but he didn’t know where to start

he didn’t even know how to feel

should he be mad at you?

was it wrong to still be in love with you?

was it even possible to love someone else more than you?

he almost forgot the gift that you got for him

with trembling fingers, he opened the present

it was tablet; inside the tablet there was only one app

instagram; he opened it

you created a private account to post every moment that you had spent with each other

there was snippets of videos and photos; it was like a modern-day scrapbook

he looked at the most recent photo that was posted last night, it was a series of pictures of you and wooyoung cuddling beside the christmas tree

it was where you shared your last conversation

that was the moment wooyoung made himself a promise to you and he was certain that he would fulfill it in your name

a whole year passed by

you were probably already gone by that point; but wooyoung didn’t want to believe that

he could still feel that you were out there, looking up at the same snowy skies as him

wooyoung was spending christmas in paris by himself; physically, but spiritually he was in paris with you

“did you miss me?”

wooyoung has been hearing your voice every since you left him but this one felt closer and clearer

he’s always turned around and you were never there

wooyoung knew that there was 1 in a million chance that you were going to be right there, smiling at him

but he would turn around every single time

he thought he was seeing things

he thought that he was getting delusional

“y/n?”

“I know I should’ve said somethi-”

wooyoung didn’t let you finish your sentence

he ran into you and hugged you so hard

scared that if he let go, you would disappear again

“don’t you have questions for me?” your muffles were drowned out by his puffer jacket

“I do, but right now, I don’t want to let you go.. and right now, I only have one question for you..”

wooyoung gets on one knee, ignoring how quickly his knee felt frozen

he kept a tight hold of your left hand

“I love you and I always will.. there’s no one out there for me but you..y/n, you are everything I could ever ask for in a partner in crime.. everything you do, everything from your head to your toes.. makes me just want to ask you one question.. will you marry me? I’ll get a ring for you, I promise- ” ”

wooyoung kept on rambling on and on; probably from shock and adrenaline

you thought he was mad at you all this time

you thought he forgot and moved on without you

you thought there was a 1 in a million chance that he was going to be in paris for christmas

but you were going to take it

if there was a miracle that cured you from your illness, then maybe there’s another room in your life for a miracle

wooyoung’s eyes lit up when you nodded with joyous tears running down your face

wooyoung pulls you close and kisses you

“don’t ever leave me again..y/n, please..” he whispers between kisses

“I promise..” you smiled

you’re so thankful that you have many more christmas’s to spend with your knight in shining penguin suit

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ao3feed-skk · 5 years ago

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by chuuyaistiny

"So?" Yuuki arched an eyebrow at her. "What happened?"

Fuyuko stared at him very seriously. "I was in Paris."

Yuuki blinked at her once before he relaxed and rolled his eyes, "When? Last month? You never told me you went to Paris for a holiday."

"No, because I was just in Paris one hour ago!" she screeched. "I was in my room, laying on my bed and I saw some really cool pictures of Paris online and I thought that I really wanted to try visiting Paris one day, and boom, The fucking Eiffle Tower was right in front of me."

Words: 2451, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 8 of Soukoku!childOC x ShinSoukoku!childOC short stories

Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Characters: Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa Ryuunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa Gin, Edogawa Ranpo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Kunikida Doppo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Yosano Akiko (Bungou Stray Dogs), Izumi Kyouka (Bungou Stray Dogs), Miyazawa Kenji (Bungou Stray Dogs), Tanizaki Junichirou (Bungou Stray Dogs), Tanizaki Naomi, Ozaki Kouyou (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Relationships: Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa Ryuunosuke/Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Additional Tags: Married Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Original Character(s), I Will Go Down With This Ship, Fluff and Angst, Family Feels, Out of Character, Falling In Love

#Soukoku #ao3feed #fanfic #Bungou Stray Dogs #Skk #Nakahara Chuuya #Dazai Osamu #Chuuya #Dazai

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callawells · 6 years ago

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Dance under the stars with me dear one

We'll twirl to the end of the world

We'll go hand in hand

Unto cataclysm

And watch every year in between unfold

Take my hand

Take my lips

Kiss me under the moon

And I'll show you the world

In all her beauty

Shimmering, dancing seas

We'll stand underneath the eiffle tower

We'll row through Venice's streets

We'll buy food at a festival in Japan as the cherry blossoms weep

We'll ride a hot air balloon into the sky

And visit every sweetshop in every town we go by

We'll go to America, to Britain, to France

We'll go to Japan and we'll go everywhere

And Darling at last when old age grips us

We'll have a thousand, million stories to tell

We'll settle down somewhere nice and fair, where the weather is good and trouble is rare

And somewhere along the way, maybe

I'd like to marry you

Because I truly believe, I'm sure. No doubt

You and me are destined for eternity

So take my hand and know, Darling

You're safe now

Come, run away with me?

#Whiskey girl #Run away #Lets go

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adhd-hippie · 3 years ago

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The idea of pictures or it didn't happen has always bothered me.

I suck at taking pictures, like really fucking suck. So back when I was a teen and film was still the way we all got photos I never had any good ones.

I just can't be arsed to set up a good shot and snap a worthwhile picture. I just point and click. When I used film this meant a roll of 24 pics had like 3 good ones. Now that it's all digital I tend to just forget to take pictures until it's too late.

Luckily this means my life is experienced in real time, not retroactively through the images I captured.

I went to the Eiffle tower and have no photos of the event but I can easily describe the terror of realizing I was on a massive electors set with a huge gapping hole in the center.

I went to notre dame, again I have no pictures, only the memory of how unimpressive it was. Masses of gray stone dank and dark, the beauty of the cathedral stripped away along with its paint.

I visited Roman ruins in Lausanne...no pictures but again unimpressive piles of rock and rubble until you remember those piles of cemented rocks are 2000 years old. Then while you're being impressed you trip over one and yeah, Roman ruins are mostly fucking stupid...especially outside of Rome.

I have almost no pictures of my travels and experiences but I have my memories and more importantly the changes such experiences wrought in my life.

Influencer culture has made people forget that life is meant to ve experienced in the moment, not remembered only through a series of perfectly curated snapshots.

honestly really hate how most of the people i follow on social media now “act” like influencers. how my friends will pose in the most outlandish poses i know they didn’t come up with and how they will film their hotel stays and beach vacation days and post it to their stories with some shitty dubstep over it like they’re filming an ad or something. how one of my friend groups gathered at this bar instead of the other because “this one will give us better pics” honestly just hate all of it

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kates-european-escape · 3 years ago

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Blog 18, Jan 22: the question concerning Tectonic. Tectonic in architecture refers to the science or art of construction, both in relation to use and artistic design. It is the activity that raises building to an art form. With this definition in mind, select your favorite structure on this trip so far and discuss its tectonic.

Tectonic Architecture: The science or art of construction, both in relation to use and artistic design. The activity that raises building to an art form. While we have seen many structures I believe this definition is applicable to, the structure I am selecting for my final post is the Eiffel Tower, located in Paris, France. While we did not get to tour this structure as a class, I made my way over to the structure and was in absolute awe of its construction and beauty.

Built by architects Stephen Sauvstre, Maurice Koechlin and Émile Nougier on January 28, 1887, the Eiffel Tower stands in Champ de Mars in Paris, France. The Eiffel Tower is named after engineer Gustave Eiffle whose organization designed the tower that still stands today and remains one of the largest tourist attractions worldwide. The Eiffel Tower was built during the time when the French government was organizing the International Exposition of 1889 to “celebrate the French Revolution, a competition was held for designs for a suitable monument. [...] more than 100 plans were submitted, and the Centennial Committee Chose that of the noted bridge engineer Gustave Effiel. When completed the Eiffel Tower served as the entrance gateway to the exposition” (Britannica.com). While the Eiffel Tower was initially built to serve as the point of entrance to the exposition, it truly is a testament to Industrial French Ingenuity. Since its construction in 1887, the Eficle Tower has come to represent the “distinct character of the city of Paris.” Below is an image of a sketch of the Eiffle Tower and its scientific nature.

In terms of the material of this tectonic structure, it is almost entirely made of open-lattice wrought iron. According to Brittanica.com, “Gustave Eiffel used his advanced knowledge of the behavior of metal arch and metal truss forms under loading to design a light and airy, but strong structure that presafed a revolution in civil engineering and architectural design.” This tectonic landmark and technological masterpiece welcomes roughly 7 million visitors each year, where roughly 75% are foreigners. These statistics make the tectonic Eiffel Tower the most visited monument you have to pay to visit in the world. In addition, according to TourEiffel.Paris, “The Eiffel Tower was used as a laboratory of measurements and scientific experiments. Considerable scientific apparatus was installed -- barometers, anemometers, lightning conductors, etc…) Moreover, Gustave Eiffel set himself an office asideon the third floor to make astronomical and physiological observations.” This quote directly highlights the scientific nature of this tectonic structure.

Furthermore, Britannica.com writes, “the Eiffel Tower stands on four lattice-girder piers that taper inward to join to form a single large vertical tower. As they curve inward, the piers are connected to each other by networks of girders at two levels that afford viewing platforms for tourists. By contrast, the four semicircular arches at the tower’s base are purely aesthetic elements that serve no structural function.” This quote reveals that there are structural elements that compose the Eiffel Tower are durable and strategic -- representative of the science of architecture -- but there are also aesthetically pleasing design elements that contribute to the structure serving as a form of art.

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cksmart-world · 3 years ago

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SMART BOMB

The completely unnecessary news analysis

by Christopher Smart

January 11, 2022

TED EATS TUCKER'S LUNCH

Fox personality and right-wing propagandist Tucker Carlson was walking down a lonely, desert road when he saw a man approaching on a horse. The man had a big smile, the kind villains have before they kill someone. Let me introduce myself, the rider said, I am the infamous Texas Sen. Ted Cruz. Oh yes, Tucker Carlson said, I've heard of you. Maybe you could help me. Sure said Cruz, but first you must do something for me. See that cow pie over there, I want you to eat it. When Carlson bit into the pie Cruz began laughing so hard that he dropped his pistol. Carlson grabbed up the gun and told Cruz to dismount. When Carlson was atop the steed, he pointed the gun at Cruz and told him to eat the cow pie. Cruz hesitated and said, I don't really like these pies all that much. But then Carlson berated him, “You called the Jan. 6 patriots “terrorists” and now you have to eat shit.” But wait, Cruz said, I take it all back. They were patriots and it was the FBI and Capitol Police who are the terrorists. That's good, senator, Carlson said, but you're going to have to eat shit anyway. When Carlson rode into town he stopped at the saloon for refreshment. The barkeep asked him if he knew the infamous Ted Cruz. “Do I know Ted Cruz,” Carlson said, “I ate lunch with him.”

WHERE OR WHERE IS THE METAVERSE? OH BOY

Don't believe what Facebook's Mark Zuckerberg says, the metaverse doesn't exist — yet. For now, it's just a bunch of hype to get investors to dig deep. Of course, it doesn't mean it might not exist some day. It would bring together countless smaller digital worlds so users could move between them, carrying their virtual identity and even their cryptocurrency with them. Zuckerberg says it's “an embodied Internet where you’re in the experience, not just looking at it.” Trippy. A little too trippy for Wilson and the band who already have trouble programming their 10-speed digital Osterizer. And The Washington Post's Will Oremus warns: “Getting rival companies to meld their products into a single metaverse would require a level of cooperation and openness for which today’s tech gatekeepers have shown little appetite or aptitude.” Nonetheless, in the future folks could be going on vacation in the metaverse, making real estate transactions in the metaverse and, who knows, even picking up partners at the metaverse bar. And no, Wilson, we don't have the details on that, because the metaverse doesn't exist yet, so you and the guys will have to do it the old fashioned way. And that is undoubtedly a good thing.

THE PILLOW GUY AND STEVE BANNON GET DOWN

Just days ago, The Pillow Guy went on one-time Trump advisor Steve Bannon's pod cast to celebrate Jan. 6 as a patriotic success:

Bannon — OK, Pillow Guy, this is just the beginning of the new America — the true spirit of what it means to be free of all the trappings of so-called democracy.

Pillow Guy — Yeah man. I've been telling people that for an entire year. I have all the proven facts that Trump won. By the way, have you tried one of my pillows? They'll give you sweet dreams, I guarantee it.

Bannon — Look, Pillow Guy, we're not here to talk about your f---ing pillows. We're here to talk about the overthrow of Biden, his stupid wife and the puppy they named “Commander.” Commander, for god's sake.

Pillow Guy — Well, now at least we know there's at least one commander in the White House.

Bannon — Would you shut up. The American people are ready to storm the Bastille. If Republicans don't take back Congress, we're toast.

Pillow Guy — The Bastille is in France — my wife and I visited it once. We stayed near the Eiffle Tower. And I can prove it.

Bannon — Damn it, Pillow Guy, if all patriots were like you, we'd never get fascism.

Post Script — Alright sports fans that'll do it for another week here at Smart Bomb where we keep track of white Christian nationalism so you don't have to. Lehi's Dave Bateman, noted Utah Republican and co-founder of software giant Entrada, made national news this week when he sent out emails that said Jews wanted to “euthanize the American people” with Covid-19 vaccines. Holy shit, Dave. He began the email with this: “I write this email knowing that many of you will think I’m crazy after reading it.” He got that part right, at least. Crazy Dave said that Jews have been trying to infiltrate the Catholic Church for 300 years and succeeded with the rise of Pope Francis in 2013. But Crazy Dave isn't alone. His schtick comes right out of the white Christian nationalist hymn book. Last year, Ali Alexander, founder of the “Stop the Steal” movement, converted to Catholicism because the church had been infiltrated by “an earthly order that works in concert with Satan...” At the Jan. 6, insurrection, protesters wore T-shirts and ball caps that proclaimed such things as “Jesus is my savior, Trump is my president” and “God, Guns & Trump.” There are plenty of Crazy Daves out there and god bless it, they don't seem to be done saving the country.

Well Wilson, when the Christians start killing for Jesus you know we're in deep dudu. It may be time to tune in, turn on and drop out. Or maybe just move to Canada. What have you and the band got to serenade Crazy Dave and the Christian right before their next patriotic outburst:

I woke up this mornin' with the sundown shinin' in I found my mind in a brown paper bag within I tripped on a cloud and fell eight miles high I tore my mind on a jagged sky I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in I pushed my soul in a deep dark hole and then I followed it in I watched myself crawlin' out as I was a-crawlin' in I got up so tight I couldn't unwind I saw so much I broke my mind I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in Someone painted "April Fool" in big black letters on a "Dead End" sign I had my foot on the gas as I left the road and blew out my mind Eight miles outta Memphis and I got no spare Eight miles straight up downtown somewhere I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in (Just Dropped In — Kenny Rogers)

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starrycuffs · 7 years ago

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Bonsoir! Could you write anything with Alana going to Paris with the female reader? I’m there rn so I need that sweet content. Merci!

BIG BIG BIG SCHOOL TRIP

alana spent all summer funding for it JUST for her senior year

she didn’t expect Y/N to be going at all-

but WOW when she DID find out? ( who KNEW you were in French V???? )

you two were sitting next to each other on the plane ride there and it was just all talk and smiles and just so much!!! happiness flooding between you two as you discuss what you want to see when you get there

your entire trip is filled with visiting museums, the eiffle tower, the classic tourist attractions

you both take aesthetic pictures of each other outside of each pretty thing you see

you end up with over 1000 pictures of the entire trip

you guys definitely end up sharing a room because it the OBvioUS way to go???

one night after the two of you had been rather chummy (lets be REaL y’all started falling in love on this FUCKING trIP)

and you guys share a small lil kiss

and spend the entire night whispering sweet nothings to each other in french

( i would attempt to translate but i don’t speak french and also google translate sucks but pls know i am thinking some real GAY things )

( thinks like wow you’re so beautiful )

( and other poetic shit like )

( the way your eyes sparkle in the moonlight are glorious wow )

( GAY )

your last night in pARiS your class took one last trip to the eiffle tower with the lights on it making it look so pretty

alana very SaWftLy asked you to be her girlfriend

and then y’all started dating and it was SO cute and paris is just your couple thing?

y’all definitely last past high school

y’all do a foreign exchange student program in paris TOGETHER

your entire apartment is parisian themed

everyone just thinks its because you guys are cheesy because no one really knows that paris, france is where you two fell so deeply in love-

#ALANA BECK x reader #alana beck headcanons #dear evan hansen headcanons #HEADCANON

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monikajmusial · 7 years ago

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#paris #travelling #france

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helpingconfusedhearts · 4 years ago

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Hello Paris

Welcome back my confused heart. I missed you all a lot! Time to go back to my crazy stories with french guys.

Like I said the last time, I packed my bags and rushed to the airport with my heart on my sholder. I didn’t know what to expect and what I am really doing with my life. The only thing I knew for sure is that I bought a ticket for a week in Paris. When I landed in the airport in Beauvais I was excited and stressed. I was picked up by polish company, because the airport is around 2h away from the center. On my way there I literally needed to fix my shining face 5 times, I was that scared. When I got out from the car at Port de Maillot, next to Champs Elysees I got a message from... let’s not use the real names for now... Jean that he will be late. Ahh little did I know at that time that apparently it’s normal with french people. So I waited around 2h at Port de Maillot rethinking my life choices and being scared if he will pick me up for sure. Finally, after a long time waiting I saw him... My heart started to play serenade in 2x tempo. We were so shy together and we just hugged in a very clumsy way. We went to the car where his friend was waiting, Louis. We had another 1h drive to his home. On the way I saw the sparkling Eiffle Tower. It was such a beautiful view! At his home I met his parents and his brother, I also found out that I will be sleeping in his room with his younger brother, Leo. On the first night, he took my for the ride on his motorbike. He showed me the cute places in Paris and we had a glass of wine in a cosy bar. It was like in a romantic movie. We were looking into each others eyes, we talked about all our secrets, we kissed pasionately. I was falling hard for him and Paris. The funny thing was that for the third date he took me to... kebab place! Apparently his friends couldn’t believe that he actually took me there. I discovered a lot of new places and things with him. It was also the first time that I smoked. I never smoked even cigarettes in my life, so I was a little bit scared, but it was an interesting experience. One day, he took me to Sacré-Cœur, where we visited the basement. He took his keys and he wrote on the wall our names in heart. He said that maybe one day I will come back with my new boyfriend and I would smile seeing it. I was pretty sad when he said that, but I didn’t show it. After coming back to his place we talked and he said that actually he didn’t mean it and he said “I love you, please stay longer”. I was so happy to be with him, so... we changed the date on my ticket to stay 1 week longer. I was feeling so good with him and everything was so romantic and beautiful. Finally, I needed to get back to Poland, because I had my appartment there and I was supposed to start looking for a job. Before I left he asked me to come back in December to spend Christmas and New Years Eve with him and his family. Well,... you don’t need to convince me twice! Before I landed in my city I already had a ticket to Paris, again !

Sending you all a lot of love and thank you for sticking with me!

More about crazy stories with french guys with come soon!

Kisses my confused hearts!

#helpingconfusedhearts #confusedhearts #paris #france #dating #boys #sexandthecity #romance #frenchboys #girlinparis #love

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theworldaccordingtojess · 8 years ago

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Paris recap

Paris.

Wow, what is there to say about Paris? Paris is not a city I imagined liking. It seemed stuffy and negative, and overwhelmingly cultured, but the Paris I discovered, I loved. I’m still totally surprised I had as much fun there as I did and it does go to show that circumstance totally changes your perspective on things.

I had one night in Paris without my friend. I hung out at my hostel, looked up things I wanted to do while in Paris and went out to a bar. It also happened to be the same day that a MAJOR French music superstar, Johnny Halliday died. The bars were full of extremely drunk Frenchies singing along to their favorite songs..over and over and over again (no joke, even I have some lyrics memorized now). It was a funny introduction to Paris. The bar was called La Surferie, a play on words like Creperie, etc. the theme was, unsurprisingly, beachy.

The next day, I woke up to the hostel cat sleeping in my room and I knew the day was off to a great start! I saw Notre Dame and met up with Ruby. We walked around tons and snuggled into the aforementioned Starbucks so she could do some work and I could try to figure out my travel plans. Then we parted ways for the night and I met up with some people from my hostel for a drink or two. It was an uneventful night.

The next day, I woke up and knew I had a big day ahead of me. I went to Sacred Heart, I stopped by Will Dossett’s old stomping grounds, and then met up with Ruby at the Arc di Triumphe. We wandered down the champs du elysee, ate street chestnuts and street crepes (mine was sugar, banana, and lemon juice. An odd but surprisingly good combo). Then we wandered to the Eiffle Tower. As it started to hail.

Honestly the weather my entire trip to Paris was seriously miserable but this has to take the crepe (my french version of taking the cake). It was so cold, so windy, and it was HAILING. This I know because we googled the difference between snow and hail. So we ducked into a cafe to warm up, I spent 8€ on hot chocolate which seems outrageous but let’s be honest, I was desperate and we had a view of the top of the eiffle tower, so what do you expect?

Finally the hail stopped and we continued our journey to the eiffle tower. The french monument to greatness, or something. (Actually though, why was the eiffle tower built?) AAAANNNDDDD I was totally disappointed. Maybe it’s the french negativity rubbing off on me but I just wasn’t impressed by the single most iconic piece of French sightseeing in the world. It’s kind of small and idk it was fine I guess. I may prefer the one in Vegas, I DON’T KNOW. I guess a month or two ago, they fenced off the tower so you have to go through a bunch of security to walk underneath it, the park was all blocked off too. It made for a disappointing experience. But as I told my french friends—your city is much better than a metal tower! And I stand by that.

After that, ruby and I parted ways to get ready for our first BIG NIGHT OUT in Paris. Ruby was visiting a friend she made while working in Kenya, he is a Parisian who spent a few months working on an organic farm in Africa, and is also an environmental engineer. He invited me over for dinner and all his other friends were arriving a few hours later, so the 3 of us ate and got stuff ready for the pregame event. Remi (the Parisian) has 4 of his other friends join us as we were all going to a club for a “Berliner” event. AKA exhaustingly repetitive techno for hours. WE DIDN’T LEAVE THE CLUB UNTIL 6AM!! it was utterly exhausting. I made pretty good friends with one person in particular and he invited me to stay with him the rest of my trip as opposed to me paying for a hostel or trying to Couchsurf. His name is Pablo, he’s half Peruvian, half French and was pretty much the best tour guide I could hope for, for Paris!

The next morning, I checked out of my hostel and shlupped my stuff to Pablo’s apartment which was way more centrally located. Pablo, Ruby, Remi and I met up in the afternoon to walk some abandoned train tracks, the gist was that it used to be a train around the city but became obsolete when the metro system came into being. It’s covered in graffiti, including some by my new buddy Pablo! It was cool and oddly enough, a popular spot for locals to go for a walk. Then we stopped by a bar and escaped the cold for a while, and again off on a walk! They took us by the opera house, the president’s house, the most fashionable and (probably) most expensive clothing street in the world, and then to dinner at a place with French quinine. I had some sort of duck. It was delicious. And that night AGAIN, we went out, but this time, not techno. This time was a reggae party located under a big top/circus tent. I listened to like 7 hours of reggae music, and again, we didn’t leave until around 6am!!!

When we woke up the next day (I can’t even say morning) we were all

absolutely done for, so Remi has everyone over for a goodbye lunch for Rubi. He made us crepes (yum yum yum so good). Then Pablo and I did laundry and went to bed early for once!

The next day, Pablo had work, so I went and walked around while he worked. I stopped by saint chapelle (great suggestion, Maura, it was amazing!) and after he got off work, Pablo and I went to the Pompidou. Fun fact: the Pompidou giant escalator inspired the Nike artist who created the Nike Air Max Air bubble design! That place was totally wild. Some modern art really pisses me off. Then we went home and cooked and went to sleep.

On my last day in Paris, I spent hours in the Shakespeare and Co. bookstore near Notre Dame. It was weird to hear so much English and see all the books written in English around me. It was a labyrinth of books, it also had a piano for customers to play and a cat, Aggie! I bought two books. After Pablo got off work, we walked near parliament, through gardens, by some fancy buildings that are important for reasons I’ve forgotten, and happened upon a Christmas market! Less charming than elsewhere, but I’m so happy it existed! We also stopped by a Austrian bakery and got some delicious Sweet treats to try and stop the shivers. Seriously, Paris was literally freezing while I was there! For dinner, Pablo took me to an amazing traiditional/uniquely French place. It was sorta Monell’s meets cafeteria meets sophistication. I had escargot, a french salad, some lamb dish with FRENCH FRIES, I tried some of a very yummy chicken dish Pablo had, and some sort of cookie/whipped cream thing for dessert. And wine of course. Our table mates to the right were two old french men who were VERY friendly and sorta sloshed. They were hilarious company and all they could say in English was, “ AMERICAN GIRL, I LOVE YOU!” So it was kinda a wild ride.

And there you have it, the abridged version of my time in Paris. I really can’t say how much I loved my time there. What a fabulous city!!

Excuse typos and spelling, I’m half asleep in Amsterdam and do not edit these posts lol

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