#also was supposed to be at Disneyland for a park day but put it off to finish this lol

[jestierabbit]

[potato-jem]

NERO MY BELOVED SOULMATE BESTIE!!!!

i’m back!!! i took a few weeks off because life has been a lot and i felt like i needed a little break from everything 🥲

how are you?? what have you been up to in these last few weeks?? i missed you so much!! and i have stories to tell!!

so, i went to paris for a week back in october. i don’t know if you knew this, but paris has been plagued by a bug infestation lately, and the week before me and my friend were supposed to leave they also started having bomb alarms around the city. like the day before we left versailles had been evacuated for a bomb (it was a false alarm in the end) so we were kinda scared and worried. but the city was okay and we didn’t have much of a choice so we went. it was amazing!!! the first two days were perfect, the weather was absolutely amazing, freezing but always sunny, and we walked around the classic spots of the city. we had lots of macarons and croissants too. that was always the best part of the day. then on day three we’d booked versailles. on the day before it had been evacuated again for a false alarm so i thought it would be safe, they checked the night before, but well… after we’d been inside one hour the guards started to talk hurriedly to each other and they led us to the exits, we got evacuated. it looked like they were trying not to cause a panic but it didn’t work, also because there were way too many people inside!! it was crazy and scary, but luckily we were okay and we got safely out. and it was another false alarm, luckily. we decided not to let it ruin the whole trip so that night we went to the eiffel tower and had a nice dinner and dessert. then day four was disneyland!!! it was SPECTACULAR!!! nero have you ever been to a disneyland park?? it is everything you could ever hope it to be. it is pure magic, pure happiness. my friend and i felt like we were outside of the universe, it felt like nothing could touch us, like no problem could reach us. we were kids again. we were singing along to all the songs from our childhood and riding all the attractions and posing with princesses and cartoon animals and we bought so many little souvenirs to keep the magic with us. i got a cheshire cat plushie which is now my favorite thing i own. i have absolutely no regrets even if it costed 30 euros. same goes for my minnie’s ears which had a unicorn horn and a rainbow veil (see attached photograph) another 30 bucks, i have worn them only once, and i love them to pieces 😂 anyways, now is where the fun part really starts. we walked out of disneyland at 11pm after the night show (made me cry for 30 minutes straight, totally would recommend) and we had to take a train to get to the underground. well obviously there was a suspicious backpack at the station so it was closed for about 30 minutes to figure out what it was. it was late and our phones were almost dead so we tried to look for a taxi or bus and they’d put up a special bus service to take us to the closest train station, but as you can imagine it was absolutely packed and when we got off my friend noticed that her bag was open and her wallet was gone. we rushed back to the park to see if they’d had it in the last shop where she bought something but nothing, then we rushed back home to call the police and block all the cards, but of course we only got to the champs-elysées and then they kicked us out of the underground because it was closing. again our phones were out of battery so we didn’t even know if the buses were still running or not or how to call a cab, but luckily a cab passed by like two minutes later and we managed to get back to the hotel. and well, the 24h hotel door was closed. we panicked for about 10 minutes and ringed the bell a thousand times before anyone came to open the door. they were “just in the back for a minute” and i mean, fair enough, but on top of everything it was just the last drop.

anyways, the next morning we went to the police and got all the documents we needed to get back to italy and it was okay, it was just a very long wait for a two seconds job so it pissed me off a bit, but still we had a whole day and a half left so we enjoyed it. we had the louvre planned for that afternoon and it was so beautiful. and it was very heartstopping. pun intended 😂 we actually went and looked for every room we saw in the show and stayed about five hours in each one. this is where elle and tao kiss for the first time, it’s the exact place. can you guess how much i cried??

the only thing we couldn’t find was the painting on the stairs where nick talks to elle. i was very upset about that :( but anyways, the next day we came home and all i can say for this trip is wow. it felt like a five months trip somehow 😂 it was tiring and stressful and it tested my anxiety a lot, but honestly it was kind of perfect. this friend i was with is my opposite and my half in a lot of things and somehow we managed to laugh it all off whenever something crazy happened and we still had one of the absolute best trips of my life. i am so happy, i actually am getting a tattoo for our day at disneyland because it feels necessary hehe

and speaking of tattoos, i have a new one to show you!!! i finally got another heartstopper tattoo!!! and it is perfect and my favorite ever ♥️ i’ve wanted this vignette on my skin forever, and every time i see it it reminds me of everything about this story and it makes me so happy

anyways, enough about me!!! i’ve been away from this hellsite for so long, so how are you?? how is life?? i am very eager to catch up!!

i’m sending you a macaron because i am craving them again now (i’ve tried the marie antoniette macaron and i swear to god it feels like drinking a cup of tea, it’s unreal) and a warm tea to drink as you read because i’ve written so damn much, i can’t tell a simple story i missed you so so so much nero <3333

HELLO CECE MY BELOVED SOULMATE BESTIE!!!

it is so wonderful to hear from you!! i missed you so so much!! i was wondering how your trip went!! tbh i have been very on and off this website just because life is so exhausting :') i'm very excited to catch up with what's been happening with you!!

yes! i did hear about the bedbug thing! i had a few friends in paris around the same time and it was also all over the news here (funny that...) but i did not hear about the bomb alarms, that must have been so scary!! oh i can only imagine how lovely the macarons and the croissants were. nothing would be better than the original! i'm glad it was a false alarm and that you all got out safe. that must have been terrifying. AND DISNEYLAND?! cece i have never ever been to a disneyland but it has always been a dream of mine! i think the closest disneyland to me is japan or singapore 😭😭😭 but that's so wonderful to hear that you had such a lovely time!!! what was your favourite ride? any snacks you would recommend?? i would love to see the cheshire cat plushy, it sounds adorable! and the minnie ears!!! i'm obsessed and you're right: buying ears at disneyland is essential, it doesn't matter if you only wear them for the day! and what an end to a good day 😂😂 that sounds so anxiety-inducing, i audibly gasped as i was reading 😂

literally!!! government documents and officials make you wait so long for something that takes so little time!!! it's so fucking frustrating >:( the louvre!!! that would have been so cool, and it would have had extra meaning because of the show!! and i think i would have died a little, looking at the exact spot elle and tao had their first kiss! i don't blame you for crying at all 😂😂

a positive is that you got to see every other painting and iconic place from heartstopper and that's all that matters!! the trip sounded like so much fun, but yes, very draining with all those things not going to plan!! and i'm so glad you went with a friend who would laugh it all off with you and still make sure you guys had a good time!! that would have been so lovely! oh and absolutely you need to get a disneyland tattoo!! that would be perfect!

speaking of perfect, your new tattoo is so cute!!!! i love that panel too and it's just such a good representation of nick and charlie's relationship throughout the series!! and a really good placement too. ugh you always get the best tattoos!

as for me, i've been doing okay!! i have finished university for the year, and i am currently preparing for my exchange (i go to the uk NEXT MONTH! cece that is so crazy) a part of preparing for my exchange is unfortunately working a lot, but i have been rostered every single public holiday coming up so i should be getting a good amount of money before i leave!

and you'll be happy to know that after the christmas/new year's period, i'm going to stop working and have a few weeks of rest before i go!! i'm planning on just catching up with friends before i leave, packing and just actually getting a good night's sleep 😂😂

oh, also! i know you wanted little updates about what was going on in my love life, sooooooo... in the time you've been gone, i managed to get a girlfriend!!! i'm very happy and i have no clue what i am doing at all times, but it's good :)

i'm going to send you a little pavlova (a meringue like dessert australians typically have around christmas time, loaded with fruit and cream) and a little iced tea to go with, because my god, is it hot in australia right now. miss you heaps!!! <3

[zafirosreverie]

Must be the eyes (Teacher!Agatha x Fem!Student!Reader)

Here it is! first part of the TxS au! Let’s get this party started!

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"And who exactly was the villain then, Miss Y/L/N?" You gnashed your teeth when your teacher looked at you behind the frame of her glasses, with her piercing, stupidly beautiful blue eyes and a raised eyebrow.

You flinched a bit from her gaze, but you refused to back down, you never had and you weren't going to start now, no matter how hot your cheeks got or how close this damn woman stood to you.

Agatha Harkness, Westview’s University history professor, terror of the first years and your crush since the first class you had with her. Her blue eyes had captivated you from the first moment, as had her slightly wavy hair and mocking smile. Her sarcastic and dry sense of humor was also something you loved, plus she was incredibly smart and not afraid to show it. Beautiful, smart and taught your favorite subject. Yup, you were completely under her spell.

But you hated it when she argued with you in front of the whole class, especially for things like this. It always made you feel so small and helpless, even if you didn’t show it on the outside.

She had asked your class for an essay on Greek myths, and you had chosen Medusa’s. Miss Harkness had said that you should express your views, with clear and concise arguments, which took you most of the week to investigate. But it seemed that you had not been clear enough.

Either that, or your teacher really hated you and enjoyed challenging you in front of your classmates, expecting you to break up and argue with her, so she could send you to detention. Well, you wouldn't let her win that easy.

You forced a smile and looked up. She was right in front of your chair, looking down at you as she waited for your answer.

"Athena and Poseidon" you said confidently "They are the villains"

"Interesting posture" she smiled, but it was a smile that reminded you of the cheshire cat "Although that doesn't take away the blame for the lives she took, does it?"

"It wasn't her fault either," you said, frowning.

"Oh it wasn’t?" she asked. You suppressed a gasp when she rested her hands on your table and leaned forward. You could feel her minty breath on your face "And whose fault was it, Miss Y/L/N?" she asked.

"Men’s" you gulped "Those who went to look for her"

"Explain" she ordered. Her eyes never once left your face.

"They went looking for her. They tried to kill her, what was she supposed to do? Let herself be killed? Besides, it wasn't her fault that Athena turned her into that, she didn't ask to turn people to stone" you said, crossing your arms and leaning toward back in your seat.

Anyone would think that your gesture was one of challenge, considering that your face was neutral and your eyebrow was raised slightly. But inside you were screaming and having a panic attack.

Agatha smirked in her head at your attitude. She wouldn't tell anyone even if she was under torture, but she loved having these little discussions with you. You were the only student brave enough to argue with her, and you were brilliant in the way you did.

On the other hand, you were also incredibly cute and she would lie if she said that she didn't like to make you blush, your eyes lit up a bit and the red on your cheeks really contrasted beautifully with your skin. She knew it was wrong, that as a teacher she shouldn't find any of her students attractive. But she couldn't help it, there was something about you that just fascinated her.

Most of her fellow teachers had already noticed the strange dynamic she had with you, but they took it as a simple student/teacher rivalry, stemming from the fact that you seemed like a history prodigy, which presented a vast battlefield for Agatha, it was no secret that the woman was competitive, after all.

The only one who seemed a little suspicious of what was really going on was Wanda, the literature teacher. She had been one of the best students in the university and had returned as a teacher 5 years ago and because their subjects shared a field of investigation, she and Agatha ended up spending more and more time together, until they became good friends. 

It was fun having someone to judge and gossip about both the staff and the student body. But that also meant having to endure the teasing of the younger woman every time you walked by Agatha.

Of course, she had scolded Wanda for even suggesting that she was attracted to you, a student, and the redhead had apologized, saying that she was only joking, but she wasn't sure how long it would be before her friend became suspicious again. Not that the history teacher was that subtle with the way she looked at you.

Still, Agatha Harkness had certain principles, and she knew that she couldn't flirt with you as long as you were her student, so she was content to make you blush and nervous when she was around you.

“She broke Athena’s rules” she said, almost growling.

“Poseidon raped her. That wasn't her fault” you growled back. You cursed yourself for being so passionate about this. Your classmates probably thought you were an idiot for fighting a teacher.

"You seem quite determined to defend the monster," she accused, frowning. She pushed herself off your bench and turned to the rest of the class, letting you breathe for a second. "Not many people would pay attention to Medusa, a hideous and dangerous creature. But she seems to have won Miss Y/L/N’s heart" she said, making your classmates laugh and you blushed again.

"It must be the eyes" you mumbled without thinking.

Your teacher looked at you for a moment before smirking. Fortunately, it seemed like she didn't have time to keep arguing with you. Blessed heavens for that. You heard the ring bell and sighed in relief, starting to pack your things.

“Remember that the project is due for next monday” Ms Harkness said and you hear some groans from your classmates. You chuckled as you left the classroom.

“It’s not fair” you heard your friend Nick saying beside you “She didn’t give us enough time!”

“What do you mean?” you asked “I finished it three days ago”

“But you don’t count!” he frowned “you’re good at history! I can’t even remember my sister’s birthday!”

“Nick, you don’t have a sister” you rolled your eyes fondly

“And? I wouldn’t remember her birthday anyway”

You laughed and playfully punched his shoulder. You and Nick have been friends since your first day here and you were thankful for that. He was the only one who knew about your crush on Ms Harkness, which was a blessing but also a nightmare. He loved to embarrass you.

“So, what was that Y/N?” He asked suddenly

“What?” you frowned

“The whole Medusa’s thing”

“Well, she wasn’t a monster and-”

“No no, don’t give me a history lesson, I already had enough of that. I was talking about you and ‘Ms magical eyes’ almost kissing” he smirked as you coughed and almost tripped. 

“What?!” you hissed “The hell you’re talking about?!”

“Oh c’mon Y/N!!” Nick laughed “She was practically lying over you!”

“That’s not true” you crossed your arms

“It is” he crossed his arms too “Y/N,I love you, but you can be so blind sometimes”

“What is that supposed to mean?” you asked, a little offended

“Y/N, we all could feel the sexual tension between you two” he laughed and left you frozen in the hall. 

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“No” Agatha frowned and crossed her arms

“Please” Wanda begged

“No, I’m not going to babysit a bunch of spoiled kids” the older woman said

“Okay, first of all, they’re college students, not from the kindergarden” the redhead frowned “and this could be an amazing opportunity!”

“For what? I already know about the Salem trials, love, I’m more than capable of teach my students about it without having to taking them there”

“But it would be more fun for them” Wanda argued

“I teach history, buttercup, it’s not supposed to be fun for them” the brunette smirked while the other woman rolled her eyes.

“We both know you don’t actually think that. You love your class and want them to love it too” 

When the other woman shrugged and started reading again, totally ignoring her, Wanda knew it was time for plan B. She kneeled in front of Agatha and gave her puppy eyes.

“Pleaaaase” she cried “I need another teacher if I want permission to do the trip”

“Then ask Monica” Agatha said, not looking up from her book

“She has a game next week with the basketball team” Wanda said “Besides, as the history teacher, your class is the most similar to mine, it just makes sense if we both go”

“I’m not going Maximoff, period”

Wanda sighed and stood. “Fine.Thanks for nothing, Harkness” she pouted and left the teacher’s room. 

Agatha rolled her eyes, she knew the other woman would get over it in a few hours.

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“I just say that witches are cool” you said as you and Nick walked through the hall

“They are Y/N, but visiting an old town isn’t exactly my idea for a good summer trip” he said and you rolled your eyes “Why don’t you go to Disneyland instead?” he joked

“Because I hate gigantic amusement parks” you said “And I really want to visit Salem, it was my dream since i was 9 and i read about witches from the first time. But you know I don't have enough money to do both trips. So, Salem it is for me”

Nick sighed “Alright, you do you, history girl” he joked “But try not to get cursed while you’re there, i don’t want my best friend to be a frog” 

You laughed and he put an arm around your shoulders. None of you noticed the brunette teacher walking out of the teacher’s room and who totally heard your conversation. 

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Wanda jumped when her office door opened with a slam. She looked at a frowning Agatha, who had her arms crossed and let out a sigh.

“Alright, you win” the brunette said “We’re going to Salem”

The redhead smiled and quickly stood up to run to her friend and hug her tightly.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” she said.

“But!” Agatha said, gently pushing the younger woman to lock eyes with her “I pick the class we’re taking with us”

“Deal!”

[hydraulicfluidinmyteapot]

Aladar (animatronic)

Aladar is a majestic animatronic iguanodon, modelled off of the same character appearing in the movie “Dinosaur”. I love him very much <3 He was originally meant to be a dragon, but Michael Eisner decided that it would be better to use the opportunity of creating an animatronic reptile as a means of lining up with the promotion of Disney’s latest film, Dinosaur. There is now a statue of Aladar outside of the Disney ride also titled after the film, although this was not put in until animatronic Aladar was removed. The dinosaur ride was previously titled “Countdown to Extinction” but was changed to Dinosaur to attract more guests with the release of the film in 2000. The Aladar animatronic was supposed to have “escaped” from the Countdown to Extinction ride, explaining his presence near the shores of Dinoland USA. He is one of my personal favourite AAs, despite the relatively low amount of lore he brings with him. He’s just a wonderful little boy, playing in the water.

Here’s my quick fact file

Debut: Just after April 22, 1998 (i don’t know the exact date he was put in, but the discovery river boat ride operated at animal kingdom from day one; however Aladar was not put in until slightly after due to not being completely finished)

Withdrawal: November, 1998

Attraction: Discovery River Boats (renamed to Discovery River Taxi in November 1998 and then Radio Disney River Cruise in March 1999)

Locations: Disney’s Animal Kingdom

Area: Lake Bueno Vista, near Dinoland USA

Him in Action:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QiRaMMDX8XU

Versions: There’s just one of him, a large A100 audio animatronic

Aladar is the most expensive (and by far coolest) part of the Discovery River Boats “ride”. I put the word ride in parentheses, as that is a major upselling of what the attraction actually was. Funnily enough, that is the main reason the attraction closed. It was primarily intended as a transportation/attraction from one end of the park from the other, with a docking point each at Discovery Island and Asia. However, it was initially marketed solely as an attraction. It was meant to travel past all the segments of the park, providing a glimpse into each. However, the boats were slow, hot and cumbersome, with almost all of the scenery passed being well.. boring. This caused great levels of disappointment in guests, who after queuing up for 1+ hours were put on a glorified shuttle to the other end of the park. They were expecting something like the jungle cruise, and were greeted with a worse safari themed version of something not dissimilar to Epcots friendship boats. In November of it’s opening year, the name was changed to Discovery River Taxi and Aladar was removed as he was very expensive to maintain. The cruise was drastically shortened to emphasise that it was a transportation service.

And now, his fate. Aladar disappeared from public conscience for a couple of years when he was removed in 1998. However, his desecrated corpse was relocated at some point before 2002, where he showed up at the Disneyland Paris studio tram tour opening, on March 16, 2002. In 2009, the tram tour route was shortened and he was cut out of it. I do not know if he was previously removed before that point, early YouTube videos of the ride have a very annoying habit of switching to look out the other side of the tram just before he is meant to appear. Like yeah, I’m certain those blue wooden boxes are more interesting than dinosaur parts :/ He was left in a depressingly decaying state, so it is somewhat unlikely that he made it to the archives. You can see him here, in about 2002.

There is not much more information on Aladar, but I will provide links to more general information about the Discovery River Boats, the “Countdown to Extinction” attraction and also a brief lot of photos. Thanks for reading!

(brief information on what the discovery river boats were meant to be)

(video of the “Dinosaur ride)

(The original attraction page for “Dinosaur”)

Unfortunately it is very difficult to find actual sources for information on Countdown to Extinction, but the Wikipedia article on the ride provides plenty of unsourced information.

Also, unfortunately, since Aladar was active only for a short period of time in the late 90’s, it’s hard to find good photos of him.

[hauntedflamingo]

How many kids? part one

Eggsy x Reader

A/N: this one is cuter than the last one I wrote about babies. At least the beginning of this part. After that I think it goes downhill. I wasn’t planning on writing this one next but that is what happened. Sorry for any mistakes. Also  Y/A/N is your agent name. i just left it like that cause I am not good at making names up.

  “What are you doing?” The chair you are sitting in slightly dips as Eggsy looks over your shoulder at the computer screen. “Nothing!” You quickly move the mouse to the x on a tab, closing that web page. 

“The page you just closed was named baby clothes.” He points out.

“I was looking at them for a friend.” You grumble, hoping your attitude will get him off the subject. Scrolling down the screen, you continue your quest to find a hotel room. You and Eggsy had time off from Kingsman and you wanted to take a mini vacation. 

“Have you decided on a destination?” He asks. 

Resting your head on the back of the chair, you look up at Eggsy “How about Las Vegas?” 

“Actually, Las Vegas is a little too far.” He looks down at you. 

“Oh. Where did you want to go?” You ask, trying to hide your disappointment. 

“I was thinking about Paris.” He offers. 

“Can we also go to Disneyland?” 

“Sure.” 

Once you make the reservations, you grab them from the printer and walk over to the door. Eggsy takes your seat and begins typing on the keyboard. 

“What are you doing?” You ask, leaning against the door. 

“Nothing!” He mocks you, moving the chair to hide your view of the computer. 

Turning around, you head downstairs to watch tv. A few minutes later, Eggsy walks downstairs joining you on the couch. He sits next to you and stares at you with a ridiculous grin on his face. 

“What?” You ask, starting to feel a little nervous. That face usually meant he was up to something. “Why did you have 20 pages open about baby items?” 

“I told you I was looking at them for a friend.” One of your friends really was pregnant and that got you thinking about having your own baby one day. “So that’s what you were doing. Spying on me.” 

“You are going to buy her a crib?” He teases. “And I wasn’t spying. I was just keeping myself up to date on your activities.” 

“No. I didn’t buy anything.” You insist. “I was curious as to how much baby items cost.”

 “So, you don’t have anything that you need to tell me?” He scoots closer to you.

 “Um. No...like what?” 

The next week is your trip to Paris and the first stop is Disneyland.

The whole morning you are staring at every baby you see in the park. Even at the store where you are supposed to be buying souvenirs, you are drawn to the baby clothes.

 Once you sit down to eat lunch, Eggsy starts his inquiry. “What’s going on with you? You seem to be a bit preoccupied today.” 

“What are you talking about?” You ask, cluelessly. 

“Every time we pass a baby, you can’t take your eyes off them.” 

“They are cute, aren’t they?” You gush. “With their chubby cheeks and their tiny fingers and toes.” 

Eggsy laughs at your comment, shaking his head before he takes a sip of his drink. 

As you continue to eat, your mind races. You have to tell him. But how? The easiest way was to spit it out. “I want a baby.” You whisper. 

“Can you say that again?” He moves in closer, leaning his head towards yours. “I couldn’t hear you.”

 “I want a baby.” 

“Why didn’t you say something?” A smile spreads across his face. 

“Well…we haven’t talked about them for a while and I wasn’t sure if you still wanted one.” 

That seemed like an eternity ago.

 ……………………………………………………………………………………………

 Muting the tv, you turn on your side to face Eggsy. “I want to talk to you about something.” You whisper. 

“What is it, love?” He reaches over to rub your arm. 

You let out a breath, you didn’t know you were holding in. It shouldn’t be this hard to tell him how you feel. “I was thinking about getting birth control.” You spit out, hoping he doesn’t get mad. Your heart starts to speed up as you continue speaking. Worried about what he is going to say. 

“I mean, we have enough kids, right? You didn’t want anymore, did you?” Looking down, you watch your little girl sleep in between you and Eggsy. 

It seems like an eternity before he finally answers. “Yes. We have enough kids. I think birth control is a great idea.” 

That was not the answer you were expecting. For some reason, you thought you were going to have to fight with him on this subject.I wonder what he will say to the next question. “Can you go with me to the appointment so we can discuss the options together?” 

“Of course, I will go with you. But right now, this little one needs to get to her own bed.” Eggsy picks her up, cradling her against his body as he stands from the bed. 

“Wait!” You whisper, standing up from the bed. You meet Eggsy at the door before he leaves to give her a kiss. “Good night my sweet girl.”

 Sitting down on the bed, you grab the baby monitor from the bed side table and turn it on. You stare at it while you wait to hear Eggy’s voice from the other one. 

“Agent Galahad to Agent Y/A/N, she is tucked in and ready for a full night’s sleep.” 

“I hope so.” 

“I am going to check on the rest of the kids.” 

“Okay.” You set the monitor down. A few minutes later, Eggsy is back in the room. “Surprisingly, they were all asleep.” 

“Wow. That’s never happens.” You should have known since nobody ran into the room in the last 20 minutes. 

When they call your name, Eggsy follows you carrying your little girl. “We need to test you first to make sure you’re not pregnant before we put you on birth control.” The doctor says, holding out a cup for you to pee in. “Ok. I will be right back.” You grab the cup and leave the room to the toilets. After you pee, you head back to the exam room. Thirty minutes later and you are still waiting for the doctor to come back. “What is taking her so long?” You ask Eggsy. He shrugs his shoulders. “I don’t know.” The doctor walks back in with a smile on her face. “Well, you won’t need birth control any time soon.”

 “Why?” You ask warily, confused by her suddenly cheerful attitude. “You’re already pregnant. Congratulations!” She looks from you to Eggsy Shock is an understatement of how you feel. Eggsy was lucky he was holding your daughter. Otherwise, you would have thrown something at him. You give Eggsy the death stare as the doctor continues to speak, not listening to her. Eggsy continues the rest of the conversation with the doctor. He also speaks to the receptionist to set up your next appointment.

 You follow him out to the car. He buckles the baby into the car seat while you get into the passenger seat. “Do you want to get something for lunch before we head home?” Eggsy asks, starting the car. You don’t even hear his question. You are in your own world as you stare out the window. He nudges your shoulder “Y/N??” You look over at him “What!”

 “Do you want to get something to eat?” Eggsy repeats.

“Yeah. Sure. Whatever you want.” By the time you go through the drive thru and get home the baby is asleep. You take her to her bedroom and put her in the crib while Eggsy brings the food into the house. You sit down at the dining room table, barley touching your food. 

“You need to eat.” He orders. 

You pick up a fry from Eggsy’s food and throw it at him. Looking down, you run your hands through your hair. “We just went through this the other day.” 

“Well obviously, you got pregnant before our conversation.” 

“It’s not funny.” You mumble, on the verge of tears. Eggsy gets up from his chair and squats down next to you. “Baby don’t cry. We will figure it out.” 

“I thought we were done.” The tears fall down your face. “I don’t know if I can handle five kids.”

tag: @deankarnysbitch​

[shoutaaizawas]

↳ kirishima ejirou x reader → sleepy

event: domestic prompt follower celebration  summary: kirishima falls asleep on the car ride home word count: 750 tags/warnings: domestic fluff a/n: requested by @abnormalchemist also i’ve realized disneyland ends up being a common theme in my writing

It had been a good day. You had spent the day with Bakugou, Mina, Kaminari, and Sero at a theme park. Mina insisted that you all go together today because the weather was supposed to be perfect. It had been a perfect day. It was fun to get together with your high school friends and spend the day having fun and acting like you were kids again.

It had been a long day and you were currently driving home. Well, Bakugou was, you were sandwiched between Sero and Kirishima at the moment. Mina was talking about how excited she had been to get on the new ride they had opened up a month ago. Kirishima was currently nodding along and smiling but you could tell how tired he was.

Mina had asked you about what your favorite part of the day had been.

“I really loved that one roller coaster, it was so much fun.” You told her. “Was it as entertaining as Sero taping the mouse ears to Bakugou’s head? Maybe.” You teased. Bakugou let out an angry noise at your teasing. The ears were still on him at the moment.

You felt a weight on your shoulder and looked over to see Kirishima resting his head against you. You smiled softly at your boyfriend. You reached over putting a shoulder around him pulling him closer. His soft breaths against your neck made you smile. You pressed a kiss against his hairline, leaving your head pressed against his.

“Aww~ You guys are way too cute together.” Mina cooed.

“Thanks.” You replied bashfully.

“I was just going to say Kirishima can’t hang but that works too.” Sero joked.

“Wow, I don’t need it rubbed in my face how single I am at the moment,” Kaminari said, looking in the rearview window to catch a glance of you two.

You laughed at your friends. The car pulled up to your place.

“Baby, wake up.” You said softly in Kirishima’s ear. “I’m sorry but I’m not strong enough to carry you into our place.”

“Hmm.” He hummed, eyes opening slowly.

“We’re home.” You explained.

“Yeah, idiot. Get out.” Bakugou growled from the front seat.

“Uh oh, someone is mad because they have little ears,” Kaminari said.

“You probably should move to the back seat before making Bakugou mad,” Mina said.

“That’s a fair point.” He said looking back at Bakugou’s angry expression.

You and Kirishima got out of the car making room for Kaminari fleeing the front row over the seats from Bakugou. Kirishima was mostly awake now, standing next to you.

“Thanks for driving Bakugou, we’ll see you guys later. Good night.” You said waving.

You put your arm around Kirishima’s waist looking up at him.

“Let’s get inside, big guy.” You said patting his chest. He gave you a tired smile and you headed to your door.

Kirishima didn’t waste any time heading to the bedroom, lazily changing into his bedclothes and getting ready for bed. You followed doing the same. He was more than happy to collapse into bed.

“Babe~” He whined as you washed your face. “Come to bed.”

“Just a second, I’m washing my face.” You told him.

“Wash your face tomorrow, I need you.” He said. You sighed, finishing up before returning to the bedroom.

Kirishima laid across the covers, not even in the bed yet.

“C’mon get into bed.” You said nudging him.

“No.” He said grabbing you by your arm pulling you onto his chest. He wrapped his arms around you leaving you no room to escape.

“Eji, please.” You whined struggling in his arms.

“I’m so comfy here, all I need is you to sleep.” He said, resting his head against yours.

“That’s nice for you but you're using me as a blanket, what about when I get cold?” You asked.

“Hmm, that’s a good point.” He said before rolling on top of you, letting his full weight crush you.

“Ejirou!” You said with what breath you could manage. “You’re a little too big for that.”

He let out a laugh that made your heart stop. His smile melted your heart even if he was crushing you to death at this point. He got off you, pulling the sheets up before getting into the bed. You followed him, curling back up on his chest.

“Good night, baby.” He said, rubbing your back.

“Good night, Eji.” You said.

Your head pressed against his chest you fell asleep to the steady beat of his heart.

[lilbabycee]

Need some more miles embarassing / outing his parents content that shit is too funny!

appreciative // steve rogers

↳ pairing: steve rogers x reader

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you and steve’s son, miles, has a never-ending supply of energy and with that comes a never-ending supply of questions

you’re so proud because he is the smartest little baby you’ve ever met and his vocabulary and articulation is getting pretty advanced as he gets older

so you’re not surprised when you’re curled up on the couch in your living room, a book in your hand and blanket draped over your legs, and your son comes padding into the room

he parks himself in your lap and sticks his thumb in his mouth, sucking while he just blinks at you

his baby blues drill into your forehead as his long eyelashes brush against his skin

absent-mindedly, you tug at his wrist so that his thumb pops out of his mouth and sigh, closing your book and putting it on the coffee table after bookmarking your page 

the moment your book is out of your hands, miles grins, moving further into your body and lays his head on your chest, comforted by the softness of it that he can’t get from his father

“mama,” he starts, little fingers playing with the bracelet on your wrist. you note that he looks a little nervous but you want him to tell you himself

you rest your chin on the top of his head while you comb your fingers through his thick hair

“yes, baby.”

“you know how my- my birthday is tomorrow?”

“yes, i do know how your birthday is tomorrow. how old are you gonna be, miles? show me.”

he proudly holds up four fingers and you blow a raspberry into his cheek which makes him giggle

“that’s right, honey. you’re gonna be four, which means you’ll be a big boy-”

miles gives you a deadpan look and you stifle a laugh when he crosses his arms and tells you for the millionth time: “mama, i’m already a big boy.”

“mmhm,” you chuckle. “are you excited for your party?”

he nods but twists his lips to the side, raising his hand to stick his thumb back in his mouth but you stop him halfway

“what’s going on, bud?”

“i- i- i wanna- i wanna,” he huffs sweetly, stopping to think about what he wants to say before opening his mouth again, “i’m scared.”

this shocks you - your son is quite literally fearless. he isn’t scared of what most kids his age (and adults) are terrified of: the dark, clowns, monsters under his bed - he’s braved it all with no qualms at all

“what’re you so scared of, baby?” your mind goes to a thousand different terrifying scenarios and your voice immediately bleeds concern like an open wound. even miles can sense it - you can tell because he leans back and his eyes dart between yours as he places a comforting hand on your arm

(you almost laugh because who’s supposed to be the parent here?)

“s’not that bad,” he goes back to fidgeting, averting his gaze from yours. “i just- i’m scared ‘cause- ‘cause if i don’t like my present, what do i do?”

your heart stops trying to beat out of your chest and instead a huge smile spreads across your face

“oh my god, you scared me, honey - is that all, miles?” 

he still refuses to meet your eyes but he nods

your laugh is relieved as you run a hand up and down your son’s arm

“if you don’t like the present, bud, you just smile, say thank you and move on. they don’t have to know you don’t like it.”

your heart falls again when your son finally looks back up at you, eyes wet and bottom lip trembling as he attempts to hold back tears

“but that’s lying! i don’t wanna lie, mama!”

jesus, this boy is more like his dad than you ever realized

but your heart is threatening to burst because it’s so full with all of the love that you have for your compassionate almost four year old

“oh, angel,” you coo and he buries his face in your breasts, fisting your shirt as sobs shake his body

rubbing his back, you try to think of a viable alternative for him: “shh, shh, relax, relax. would it make you feel better if i just tell everyone not to bring presents-”

“no!” he exclaims, looking up at you desperately. “i want presents! i just- mama, i don’t wanna be mean.”

you only realize how long his hair is getting when you brush it out of his eyes: “sweetheart, they won’t mind if you don’t like it. as long as they know you’re grateful and appreciative in the end, hmm?”

“app- appre- appreciate-? mama, i don’t know that word.”

you smile while helping him sound it out

“you know what appreciate means.” he nods. “appreciative is the same word, just as an adjective. it means the same thing as grateful.”

“so i tell them when i don’t like my present but i have to be appre- i have to appreciate it.”

“well, yeah, but maybe don’t tell them-”

“okay, mama!” he kisses your cheek before hopping off of your lap and running out of the room with a “thank you!”

the sun shines down on miles’ outdoor birthday party. miles - who has invited all of his friends from pre-k and all of the avengers - is showered with affection and compliments all day, spending plenty of time hanging out with his favorite uncle bucky 

miles is having so much fun that he almost forgets about presents altogether, but tony keeps urging you and steve to open them now because he wants to see miles’ face when he opens his gift

(it was a starkpad that you definitely yelled at tony about later because he’s four and you already have a headache just thinking about how much time you’re gonna spend prying it away from him)

so you’ve formed a circle, you and steve flanking miles on either side as he tears open the paper to a reveal a multitude of presents

and thankfully, the people in attendance all know your son fairly well so he’s loved every single gift he’s opened

“love you peter! love you shuri!” miles stands up and throws himself into the two teenagers’ legs when he sees that they’re taking him to disneyland and your heart warms at the way all of their eyes light up

but trouble ensues when wanda hands him his present and he rips it open to reveal... a train set?

miles quietens and although nobody else really notices, too busy chatting away, you observe the change in his demeanor because it’s obvious that he doesn’t like it. he once said to steve verbatim: “daddy, i don’t like trains. trains are stupid” to which steve laughed and subsequently told him off for 

(”stupid is not a nice word, miles. would you like it if someone called you stupid?”

“...no i wouldn’t, daddy.”)

“what do you think, miles?” wanda probes, an excited smile on her face and there’s a pause where you silently pray that miles won’t say anything-

“mama said i should tell the truth so... i don’t like it, auntie wanda. but mama also said i should be ‘preciative, so thank you!”

and you’ve never wanted to the floor to swallow you as much as you have in this moment

people quieten while miles puts the train set aside, stands up and heads over to his auntie wanda

wanda, who looks to be absolutely crushed, furrows her brow in confusion and looks at you

you casually look anywhere but her, feeling your face heat up and instead choose to busy yourself with gathering the wrapping paper into one pile 

you hear snickers come from behind you and when you look over your shoulder, steve is red in the face with trying to hold back his laughter, as is bucky, but sam, rhodey and tony are actually just full-on cackling at your discomfort

a fierce scowl you send their way makes them shut up... just for a minute, though

you chance a glance at wanda and feel a sense of relief when you see miles trying to cheer her up, arms wound around her neck while he presses a huge kiss on her cheek with a loud “mwah!”

(she’s still staring at you but all you can do is mouth a regretful “sorry!”)

luckily, that was the last present and you take this opportunity get as far away as possible from this entire situation

heading into the kitchen to throw the paper away, you feel a strong body behind yours and when thick arms wind around your waist, you know that it’s your husband. you turn in his arms to face him and scowl at the mirth in his eyes

“baby,” he wheezes, still chuckling, “wanda’s pretty upset. what did you tell him?”

“oh my god,” you bury your face in your hands because this is so embarrassing and you feel awful. “i- steve, he literally came to me yesterday because he was so scared that he wasn’t going to like his gifts.”

“why didn’t you tell him to just not say anything... or lie?” steve’s laughter intensifies and it’s hard to refrain from grinning youself

“i did! and then he burst into tears at the mere thought of it and i didn’t know what to do! so i told him that if he was just honest and appreciative, then everything would be fine and nobody would think he was being rude-”

steve cuts you off with a roar of laughter, tears spilling from his eyes as his head falls onto your shoulder

“why are you laughing?! this is your fault! he did not get that moral compass from me.”

steve only laughs harder

“shut up, stop! it’s not funny, babe, people are gonna think i’m a terrible mom.”

“doll, no one thinks you’re a terrible mom,” steve immediately sobers up and looks you straight in the eyes. “people were just telling me how good it is that you’re teachin’ him to be honest.”

“stop lying.”

“i’m serious!” he holds his hands up. “on my way in here, people kept stopping me and telling me that he’s such an honest, polite little boy. he could’ve thrown a fit like a lot of other kids would if they didn’t like what they got for their birthday - but he didn’t. and that’s because you’re a great mom.”

you smile bashfully and you hook your fingers in his belt loops, pulling him towards you. you lean in to capture his lips between yours, grateful that he’s provided you with some reassurance, and he tightens the grip of his hands on your waist, running his tongue along the seam of your lips as he deepens the kiss

“daddy, mama- ew! gross!” 

miles runs in but stops short, covering his eyes dramatically when he sees his father with his tongue down your throat

steve pulls away from you with a fond smile on his face as you sigh, forehead resting on steve’s shoulder

“what’s up, buddy?”

miles runs to his father and raises his arms, making steve lift him up and sit him on the countertop

“i ‘pologized to auntie wanda,” he tells you

“oh yeah?”

“yeah,” he swings his legs back and forth, looking between you and steve, “i was being a meanie. but she said it was fine and then she said she’s gonna take the trains back to the store.”

“that’s great, miles, i’m so proud of you,” steve hugs him and kisses him on the cheek which makes miles beam, proudly showing off the gap between his two front teeth. “but you weren’t being mean. sometimes there’s just such a thing as being too honest, y’know?”

miles nods, “i guess so, daddy. i miss you, can you guys come back outside?”

“yes we can, sweetheart,” you run a hand through his hair. and before steve can even bring him back down, your son jumps off of the counter (”oh my god!” you squeal because this boy is going to give you a heart attack) and sprints out of the room

on his way out, you grab the back of steve’s neck to pull his lips back to yours but are interrupted again by a very insistent voice

“and no more kissing!”

“bud, who are you talking to?” 

that’s bucky’s voice

“uncle ‘ucky, mama and daddy are kissing! at my birthday party!”

bucky gasps: “no! ew!”

“i know!” 

i am crying goodbye

[noladyme]

My Only Sunshine - Chapter 2

Liv is as human as they come – faults and all. After a dark experience in her past, she is determined to live life on her own terms, and never let anyone claim her as theirs again. This becomes an issue, when she meets a 1000-yearold vampire, who is dead-set on claiming her as his own.

TW: Blood and violence

CHAPTER 1

2

I didn’t hear from Eric for a week after that. I decided it was for the best; and whenever I checked in with Bill, he didn’t mention him either – making me think I was in the clear from the Viking-vampire. I was unsure how to feel about that fact. Bill didn’t have a lot of jobs for me, but he still paid me the agreed amount; and thanked me every time I saw him, as if I was saving his life, whenever I went to a store for him, or put him in contact with someone he couldn’t usually reach during nighttime.

One night, after I’d done a day shift at Merlotte’s, and was fixing myself a microwaved meal for dinner; he knocked on my door. “Come on in, Bill”, I said. He looked surprised. “That’s… very kind of you”, he said. “Remember, you can rescind your invitation at any point”. I nodded, smilingly. “You mind if I eat? It was Terry’s clam chowder down at Merlotte’s today, and I hate that stuff”. “Go right ahead”, Bill said.

I gestured at him to sit on the couch, and took the mac’n’cheese from the microwave; sitting down in the recliner opposite him. “So, what’s up? That painter not work out?”, I asked. Bill looked slightly uncomfortable. “No, the painter is doing a fine job”, he said. “That is not why I am here”. “Then why?”, I asked, mouth full. “Eric has summoned us… you”, he said. I almost choked on my food. “He what?”, I said, and wiped my mouth. “He can’t summon us. Who does he think he is?”.

Bill sat up straight, and took a deep breath – a strange thing for a vampire to do, but I supposed he was practicing his human interactions. “Eric is the sheriff of Area 5”, Bill said. “You guys have sheriffs?”, I asked. He nodded. “As it is, I must come when he summons me”, he said. “You are right in one thing. He cannot summon you…”. “But…?”, I said, raising a brow at him. “Eric wants to see you, not me. He is only making this summon through me, out of courtesy”, Bill said. “He thinks you are mine”. “But I’m no one’s”, I said. Bill smiled warmly at me. “You are a rare creature, Liv”.

I shoved another spoonful of food into my mouth. “Why does he want to see me?”, I said. “He wouldn’t say anything other, than that he had a proposition for you”, Bill replied. I scoffed, and put my plate down on the table; rolling my eyes. “He’s already made me a proposition… A few actually”. Bill chuckled a little at that. “Yes, well; as he does think you’re mine, I don’t believe that is the kind of proposition he has in mind”. I narrowed my eyes at him. “You think he has an actual job for me”, I said.

Bill nodded. “You mentioned that you were in need of money, and Eric… He has money”, he said. “But he is also an ancient and very dangerous vampire, who has a strange infatuation with you”. “If you’re so worried about me taking whatever job this is, why are you even mentioning it?”, I asked. Anger ghosted his face. “I… have to. He’s my sheriff”, he said. “And he said that you should have the choice to say yes or no yourself. He was quite clear in this; wanted me to tell you that specifically. He also said we were to take my car, as he doesn’t think yours is safe…”.

I sat back, and thought for a moment. In his own very strange way, Eric was actually trying to be polite, and respect my choices. But he was also insulting my car. “When does he want to see us?”, I asked. “Tonight, if possible”, Bill said. “He said if possible?”, I said, raising a brow at him. “No”, Bill said. “He said it had to be tonight. I was trying to be…”. “Never mind”, I sighed. “Just, let me go change. I can’t wear my waitressing uniform to Fangtasia. I’m guessing that’s where we’re going”. Bill nodded, and I went into my bedroom; to change clothes.

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An hour later, we pulled up at the vampire bar. I was wearing my favorite jeans – favorite, because they made my ass look good – and a red top. At the last moment, I’d put on a cardigan as well; to cover up some. There wasn’t any reason to let Eric think I was there for anything other than a job interview.

Bill led me past the line, and straight into the bar; where – just as it had been the last time I was there – the music was loud, and debauchery was rampant. Eric was seated on the platform at the end of the room – wearing a black leather jacket, tank top and dark jeans, that fit his frame perfectly – and looking bored out of his mind. I drew in a short breath, and suddenly, he looked up; his eyes focused on me. They were hard, but not cold. He gestured with his hand for me and Bill to step forward.

When we reached the podium, Bill and Eric nodded their heads at each other. “Eric”, Bill said, an edge to his voice. “Bill… Miss Sunday”, Eric said. “Have a seat”. The only two chairs except for Eric’s, were on either side of him. “Feel like I have an audience with a king, or something”, I muttered. “Don’t let the queen hear that”, Pam said; stepping out of the crowd. I looked at Bill. “There are queens, now?”, I said exasperatedly.

Bill sat down on one of the free chairs, I took the other. “I appreciate you taking the time to take this meeting”, Eric said. I was about to reply, when he turned his head to Bill. “If it is alright with you, I would like to speak to your human about a job I might have for her”. Bill stifled a smile, and nodded. “You… may”. “I am not…”, I began. “Thank you, Bill”, Eric said, and turned his face forwards again, still not looking at me. “Miss Sunday, I’m sure Bill has told you I have a proposition for you”.

I sat without saying anything for a long moment. Eric turned his face less than an inch towards me. “Liv… Did you hear me?”, he said. “Oh, you’re talking to me now?”, I said. “I thought I was just here as a decoration”. Erics lip twitched for a second; while Bill shifted in his seat, seemingly worried about my safety. “You should think before you speak”, Bill said. “He’s right”, Eric said. “Fuck off”, I snarled.

Eric looked forwards again, a smile ghosting his face. “I’m in need of a secretary for a series of meetings”, he said. “Bill tells me you’re doing an excellent job for him, so this should be what you humans call a walk in the park for you”. “So, you want me taking notes and stuff?”, I asked. “And… stuff”, Eric said. His eyes scanned the room. “Actually, we should probably move this conversation to the office”. I followed Eric and Pam through a doorway next to the bar. Bill walked behind me. It was as if they were flanking me, not letting anyone reach me.

Erics office was less dark than I’d imagined. It had a leather loveseat, and a few shelves filled with Fangtasia merchandise. He gestured at me to take a seat in the chair in front of the desk. Pam closed the door, and stood in front of it, blocking anyone from entering – and, I supposed, me from exiting. Bill sat down in the couch, his eyes moving between Eric and me, as if he was worried the tall vampire would suddenly pounce on me.

“Ok, you’ve shown me the tunnels of Vampire-Disneyland”, I said. “Now, what?”. Eric leaned against the desk, crossing one leg in front of the other. He was towering over me as I sat there; making me feel like the tiniest thing in the world. “Now we talk terms”, Eric said. “Terms? I haven’t even agreed yet”, I retorted. “Bill has agreed for you…”. I shook my head, and chuckled. “Bill doesn’t make deals for me. I’m my own woman”. Bill shifted slightly in his seat. “You are his”, Eric said. “Though, I still don’t know how he convinced Sookie to let him take a second human. She seems very… monogamous”. He snarled the word; and I could almost hear Pam’s eyes rolling in her head. Bill cleared his throat. “Eric, you seem to have misunderstood the arrangement I have with Liv”, he said. “She is my assistant, and my friend. Not my human”.

Erics lips parted, and he suddenly stood up straight; frozen in place. “You’re free?”, he asked quietly. I swallowed hard, when Eric reached out a hand, to move the collar of my cardigan, checking to see for fang-marks – finding none. “Leave us”, he said. “I am not going anywhere without Liv”, Bill said. “She is under my protection…”. “She’s perfectly safe with me”, Eric said, removing his hand from my neck. “For fucks sake, Eric”, Pam said. “Jag säger det inte igen!”, Eric growled. I looked tentatively at Bill. ”I’ll be fine”, I said. He clenched his jaw, and gave Eric a hard look. “I will be close by”, he said; and he and Pam left the room quietly.

After the door closed, I stood up, and walked around the room, needing to create some distance between me and Eric. I felt his eyes following me, as I went about; picking up and setting down items. “Stop fidgeting; it’s irritating”, he said. “Stop standing so still; it’s creepy”, I retorted. Eric chuckled slightly, not relaxing his stance. “Is that why your heartrate just went up? Because I’m… creepy?”, he asked. “Or is it because we’re alone together, and you’re hoping to…”. “Let me stop you right there”, I said. “I’m here because Bill told me you had a job offer, and I need the money”.

“Bill…”, Eric muttered. “Why did you tell me you were his?”. I shrugged. “I didn’t tell you anything like that…”, I said. “Then… be mine”, he commanded. “Yield to me!”. I sighed exasperatedly. “Is it so hard to believe I’m just not interested in you?”. “Yes”. His response came swiftly; almost too swiftly – like he was actually a little insecure. Unable to keep up my pretense, because fuck yes, I was interested; I decided to get the conversation back on track.

“So, the job? I just go with you to a meeting?”, I asked. Eric blinked, clearly trying to pull himself out of a thought. “No. I need a human companion with me for a series of meetings”, he said. “What are the meetings about?”, I asked. “It’s a sheriffs conference”, he said. “We will be discussing matters of importance to the vampire society in America”. “Well, what do you need me for?”, I said; pulling a pack of cigarettes from my purse. “Mind if I smoke?”. “Yes”, Eric said. “It’s a filthy habit, and it makes the blood taste bitter”. Had he not added that last part, I would have put my cigarettes away. “Good thing you’re not gonna be drinking mine then”, I said, and lit one; taking a deep drag. Eric waved the smoke away from his face. I knew he didn’t have to breathe if he didn’t want to, so I simply rolled my eyes.

“It’s customary to bring a human companion to the conference; for taking notes, handling daytime tasks, and the occasional snack…”, Eric said. “That last part is off the table”, I said, blowing out another lungful of smoke. “That’s… negotiable, of course”, Eric said. “It’s really not”, I smiled sarcastically. “Why don’t you just get Ginger to come with you?”. “Because Ginger can hardly write her own name… And she can be glamoured”, he replied. “Sookie, then?”, I said. “She told me she can’t be glamoured either”.

I put out my cigarette in an open bottle, and turned to face Eric. He’d moved up behind me, and was now inches away from me. He moved a lock of hair out of my face. “Sookie is not… you”, he said. My breath hitched, and I couldn’t help myself. I put my hand on his chest, and felt my knees about to buckle. “You have warm hands”, Eric said, and placed his own hand on top of mine. It was large, and completely covered my own.

I shook my head, and pushed him away. “W-why do you even need someone like that?”, I croaked. “Information. We switch secretaries for some meetings, to make sure information is fairly distributed among all of us… But sometimes, one of us will glamour one of the humans; to avoid something getting shared with their masters”. “So much for fairly disturbed information. You guys seem kind of shady; you know that, right?” Eric smiled slyly.

After thinking for another moment, I realized something, and my jaw dropped. “Woah… You’re telling me I’ll be alone in a room with strange vampires? That might want to feed on me?”. “They won’t, unless I am there to give my permission… You’ll be under my protection”, Eric said. “If they’d try to glamour me to make me forget a conversation, how do I know they won’t feed on me, and try to glamour me to forget that?”, I asked. He put a hand on my shoulder, and hunched slightly to look deep into my eyes. “I will not let that happen”, he said. “You can trust me”.

I closed my eyes, and took a deep breath – immediately regretting it, as I drew in a delicious nose-full of Eric. “How much?”, I asked. He stepped back. “10.000 for four nights”, he said. 10-fucking-thousand dollars!, I thought to myself. That would put a nice dent in my debt – and maybe I could even use some of it on down-payment of a newer car. “That sounds… fair”, I rasped. “When?”. “We leave in three days”, Eric said, moving back towards his desk; making me able to breathe properly again. “Three days? Eric, I have a job already – two, in fact. I can’t just up and leave”, I said. “Make it work, or miss out on the money”, he said. “It’s up to you”. “I’ll have to talk to Bill…”, I began. “I’ll handle Bill. You just take care of your shifter-boss”, Eric said. “My what?”. Eric smiled slightly. “You didn’t know…”, he said. “Sam Merlotte. Ask him what that is”.

I thought fast, knowing I had to make a decision. “Ok… Ok, I’ll do it”. “Good”, Eric said, grabbing something from a drawer. “This card is set up for you to use; to buy whatever you need in preparation. You’ll need suitable luggage, and new clothes. That ABBA t-shirt won’t cut it where we’re going”. He came over to me again, handing me a credit card and a new smart-phone. “I’ll e-mail you whatever else info you’ll need. Keep it charged and with you at all times, in case I need to get in touch with you”. “Sir, yes, sir”, I grunted. A grin spread across Erics face. “I like the sound of that”, he said; and stood very close to me, as I put the items in my purse.

I cleared my throat. “Anything else?”, I asked. “One thing…”, Eric said. “To be able to keep you safe, I need to make a connection to you. A blood-connection”. “What does that mean?”, I asked hesitantly. “When a human has a vampire’s blood, the vampire is able to sense the human’s emotions”, he explained. “You want me to… drink from you”, I gulped. “Is that a problem?”, Eric asked, looking amused. “I don’t want you messing around in my head!”, I said. “You’re worried about me knowing how you feel; but you’re fine with drinking my blood?”, he chuckled. “I’m not exactly happy about that either…”, I said. “No? People pay good money for V on the streets…”. Eric cocked a brow at me, almost challengingly. “I don’t”, I assured him. “I know the stories about the drainers; taking advantage of weaker vampires. It’s wrong”. “If it makes you happier, I’ll be glad to take some of your blood as well; even if you did just smoke… Fair trade”, Eric said; his fangs popping out. I backed against the door, almost stumbling. “Nope… No, that’s ok”, I said. Eric smirked at me. “Taking my blood, is part of the deal; and for you, this is a win-win situation. You get 10.000 dollars, a new wardrobe; and you get to enjoy the advantages of my 1000-year-old, very powerful blood”. I took a deep breath. “Ok… I’ll do it”.

Eric walked slowly towards me, as if trying to avoid scaring me. When he was less than a foot from me, he bit into his wrist, and held the bleeding wound to my mouth. I looked at the blood trickling from there. “Before the wound closes”, Eric said; reaching for me to step forward. I took a hold of his arm, and looked up into his eyes, as I put my lips to the two small holes.

You would think drinking Eric’s blood would be metallic – bitter, even – but it wasn’t. It was sweet, but not sickly so; and if I was to describe it, the closest word I could think of was full. The last time I’d had vampire blood, the situation had been quite different; and I hadn’t been very focused on the taste. I closed my eyes, and suckled; feeling not cold, but warmth spreading through my body. My heart beat fiercely, and my core throbbed. With my free hand, I held on to Erics shirt; letting out a choked moan against his wrist. I heard him take a ragged breath, and he put his hand on my cheek. “That’s enough, sunshine”, he said. I pulled back, and looked up at him. He wiped a stray droplet from my chin. “How do you feel?”. His voice was almost hopeful. “I… don’t know”, I said. “Ok, I guess”. Eric smiled as if I was the most endearing creature he’d ever seen. He stroked my temple, and for a second, I was convinced he was about to kiss me – and I wasn’t sure I wanted to stop him.

There was a pounding on the door. “Eric! Your meeting is over. It’s already taken too long”, Bill barked from the other side. “My vampire-daddy is here”, I said, stifling a smile. “Too bad”, Eric said. “I was hoping I’d be your vampire-daddy”. I laughed nervously.

I moved away from the door, and let Eric open it. In some strange way, I felt like I needed to correct my clothes, and was tugging at my skirt, as Bill and Pam entered the office again. “Bill… Liv will be going with me to Dallas in three days”, Eric said. “She’ll be gone for four nights. If you need anything taken care of in the meanwhile, feel free to use my day-person. He’s at your disposal”. Bill looked at me with wide eyes. “For the conference?”, he said. “Are you sure you want this, Liv? It might get dangerous”. “Do people usually die at these things?”, I asked. “We haven’t had a human death at a conference since the 70’s”, Eric said. “And that was only because the woman was out of her mind on acid; and practically begged to be eaten”, Pam added. “I saw neon colors for a week after that night”. Eric stifled a smile.

“We will see you in Dallas”, Eric said. “We’ll be travelling during the day, so you’ll be responsible for our transportation. I’m guessing that won’t be a problem”. “No, I’ll make sure you get there safe”, I said. “Us, and our luggage”, Pam said. “Do not let anyone mess with my clothes”. “Your Gucci is safe with me”, I said. “See you in Dallas”.

As Bill and I turned to leave, Eric grabbed my hand. I looked down, and saw that his teeth marks were already healed. “I’m looking forward to it…”, he said. “And do me a favor. No smoking for the duration of the job”. He winked at me “That’s doable…”, I said. “Very doable…”, Eric smirked. I tugged my hand away from his, and left the room.

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Sam wasn’t happy that I was leaving town, when I told him at the end of my shift the next day. “You told me, that you wouldn’t just up and leave on purpose”, he said. “This is… You’re worrying me, cher’”. “It’s just some well needed vacation”, I said. I hadn’t told him where I was going; or why. “Kind of last minute”, Sam muttered. I sighed deeply, and finished folding the last napkin around the silverware in front of me. “Look, Sam… Ever since I got here, I’ve taken every shift and double shift you’ve asked me to”, I said. “I never asked for a day off, come in late, or left early… I’m asking you for a week; and I already got Sookie and Arlene to cover for me… Please”.

Sam clenched his jaw. “I can’t pay you for the days you’re not here, Liv’”, he said. “Not expecting you to”, I said. “Just… I’d like to know I have a job when I come back”. Sam tilted his head, and smiled. “Of course you do!”, he said. “Just… Call us, and let us know you’re alright, ok?”. “I’ll be perfectly fine”, I smiled. “After what you said, about that acquaintance of yours…”, Sam muttered. “Don’t worry about me… In fact, after I go home today, and for a week forward… Just forget I exist”, I said with a smile. “Now, that’s impossible”, Sam laughed. “Will you be back before next Thursday at least?”. “Why?”, I asked. He cleared his throat. “No reason…”.

I finished up, and drove home; already dreaming of my future second hand car, and the clothes I’d already bought for the trip. Eric had said I needed to be dressed suitably, and had even mailed me to let me know that I was free to buy lingerie on his card. I decided against that last part. I did not need him to know what I spent on underwear, or what I bought.

Eric was waiting on my porch, as I got out of my car. I grabbed the mail from the box, by the sidewalk. “I thought you told me we’d see each other in Dallas”, I said, as I made my way up the steps. “Why didn’t you just call?”. Eric looked coldly at me. “Why can’t I feel you?”, he demanded. I shook my head in confusion. “You… what?”, I said. “I can’t sense your emotions”, he growled, grabbing my shoulders, and placing himself in front of me. “What are you feeling?”. “Annoyance”, I said, pushing his arms off me. I unlocked my door, and stepped inside, creating a barrier between us. “You had my blood… Have you had any dreams about me?”, Eric asked. “No…”, I said. “Any visions or reactions at all?”. I rolled my eyes. “What is this? No, Dr. Northman. The prescribed drug did not have any weird side effects”.

I began looking through my mail. Behind an electrical bill, I found another envelope without sender. I swallowed hard. “If there’s nothing else…”, I said quietly. “What’s wrong?”, Eric said. “I thought you couldn’t feel my emotions”. My voice was shaking. “Your face”, he said. “Why are you afraid?”. I didn’t know what to say. Eric met my eyes, and held my gaze. “Tell me. I swore I’d keep you safe”. “We’re not in Dallas, yet”, I said. “Your responsibilities don’t start until then”. “My responsibilities to you started the moment I asked you to be mine”. “But I’m not yours”. Eric clenched his jaw, and took a step back. “Still… I have need for you in Dallas”, he said. “Anything that makes you this terrified, could mean you’re in danger. And I need you safe… Is this about that… guy in San Diego?”. It was clear Eric wasn’t used to using words like guy about someone.

I opened the envelope, and pulled out another picture of myself. On this one, I had my head on a man’s shoulder – Thomas’ shoulder. Thomas had been holding out the camera, to take the picture of the both of us, and the blissful expression on my face might come off as happy; but I knew better. I had been out of my mind on some kind of drug. Eric looked at the picture as I held it. “Not mine. Not Bills… His?”, he said. I scrunched up the picture, and threw it at the vampires head. “Stop asking who’s I am!”, I growled. “I’m my own. No one else’s!”. “Why?”, he asked. “I told you why…”. I nodded towards the crumbled-up paper on the porch. “That’s why. Because I don’t want someone to think they have the right to follow me around, and control me. Be they human, or vampire or�� whatever!”.

Eric seemed unsure what to say; stumped, for the first time since I’d met him. I reminded myself I hadn’t known him very long – that I shouldn’t even be as open with him as I already was. “I’m… sorry”, I said. “Don’t be”, Eric said. “You’re having a perfectly human reaction. Which is good, as we need to convince everyone of that, when we go to the conference”. “Convince everyone?”, I said. “I am human”. “You’re not having normal reactions to my blood. You can’t be glamoured”, Eric said. “You are… something else”.

He seemed about to leave, apparently accepting that he wouldn’t be getting the answers he wanted tonight. I on the other hand, was not. I couldn’t spend four days with the man, if he was constantly questioning my humanity. “Have some of my blood”, I said; making Eric stop in his tracks. He looked hard into my eyes, and was suddenly standing inches from me, the only thing keeping us apart being the invisible barrier keeping Eric out of my home. “Why?”, he asked, almost inaudibly. “You’d be able to taste it… That I’m human”, I said. “Wouldn’t you?”. He nodded. “Please come in”.

Eric drew in a short breath, and took a step forward; keeping his eyes on mine. As he walked forwards, I stepped backwards, almost stumbling. Eric caught me by the waist, and my breath hitched. “How much would you need to… drink?”, I croaked. “Not much”, he answered softly. “But the more, the better”. “O-ok”, I said. “So, do I give you my wrist, or…?”. “I prefer the femoral arteries…”, Eric smiled. I frowned at him. “But your wrist, or your neck will be fine. Your choice”.

“Which will hurt less?”, I asked. Eric smiled slightly. “You’ve never been bitten before”, he said. “Not… bitten, no”, I said. He narrowed his eyes at me. “But someone has tasted you? How?”. I swallowed hard, and shook my head. “Long story”, I muttered. “Just tell me which will be less painful”. Erics eyes diverted to the exposed skin at the crook of my neck. “I know how to keep my bite as painless as possible”, he said. “Some of the humans I drink from even enjoy it. They tend to prefer the neck”. “Alright”, I said in a whisper. “Neck, then”.

I took a deep breath, and tilted my head slightly. Erics gaze softened; and to my surprise, he took my hand, leading me to sit down on my couch – taking a seat next to me himself. “Put your legs over mine”, he said; pulling at my knees, so my legs were splayed over his. He put an arm behind my back, and pulled me closer. “This way it’s more comfortable. Unless you prefer lying down…”. “This is fine”, I squeaked. “Turn towards me. Relax”, Eric said. I did as I was told, and blew out a deep breath. He ran his fingertips down my neck, sending shivers down my spine. I let my head rest against the vampire’s shoulder, and closed my eyes. I felt Erics cool breath against my neck, and he held a hand on the back of my head; tangling his fingers into my hair. “Gör det. Sluta vara svag…”. Eric was muttering to himself. ”What’s wrong?”, I whispered. ”Nothing”, he replied shortly, and pulled me impossibly closer. “Don’t move”. “Ok…”.

Eric pulled at the collar of my Merlotte’s t-shirt, and moved his lips closer to my neck. After a long moment, he let out a guttural groan, and I found myself alone on the couch; while Eric was standing at the other end of the room. “Did I do something wrong?”, I asked; suddenly feeling tears betray me – and I didn’t even know why. “Please don’t do that”, Eric said, looking almost afraid of the situation. I quickly wiped my eyes. “I’m sorry”. “And don’t apologize…”, he said. “I will see you in Dallas”. He was gone.

I locked all windows and doors, before going to bed – both happy, that soon I’d be far away from where Thomas could find me; and troubled by what had occurred between me and Eric.

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My flight to Dallas was late in the afternoon. Eric and Pam’s travel coffins were already unloading when I got off the plane; and the sky was orange, letting me know sundown wasn’t far off. I made sure all luggage was accounted for; not wanting to risk the wrath of Eric’s underling. All I wanted to do was have a smoke to calm my nerves, but I’d promised not to for the duration of the job.

Once the final bag was in the trunk of the large sedan taking us to the vampire hotel, it was fully dark outside the hangar, and the lids of both coffins sprang open. Eric was already on his phone as he rose. “Yes, Isabel; I will see you there… That is not up for discussion… Is he coming…? Good”. He hung up his phone as he passed me; not looking at me. “Everything is accounted for”, I said quietly. “Of course it is”, he said, and entered the limo. Pam gave me a look out the corner of her eyes, and smirked – not meanly so, more as if she was amused.

I got in with the two vampires, and sat on the sideways seat. I’d never been in a limo before, and found it difficult to make myself comfortable, feeling very out of my element. Eric sat back in his seat, spreading his arms on the top of the backrest. Pam was filing her nails next to him. They looked like the perfect power-couple, had it not been for the fact that they were not lovers; more like brother and sister – or father and daughter. Theirs was an undefinable relationship; but it was clear who was the master, and who was the underling – though Eric seemed to have a great deal of respect, and maybe even love for Pam. I didn’t feel right asking, but I guessed he was her maker.

“Here’s the deal”, Eric said, finally looking at me. His tone was matter-of-factly, and hard. “Unless Pam or I tell you or gesture you to do otherwise, you stay behind us at all times. Most of the vampires at the conference are old, and have conservative views on how humans should behave in our presence. Remember that you are our inferior”. I didn’t respond. “Do you understand?”. “I can talk now?”, I sneered. Pam stifled a smile; whereas Eric almost snarled. “If you value your life, you’ll keep that smart mouth shut!”, he said. “Speak when you are spoken to, and never unless I – or Pam – tell you that it is alright”. “Ok”, I replied.

“The hotel will be full, so we booked rooms months ago”, Pam said, putting her file into her purse. “Eric and I will be in a suite. Your room is down the hall”. I hadn’t even thought about where I would be staying. “You’re on call from sunset until dawn”, Eric said. “Days are yours to do with as you want, unless we have errands for you… Speaking of which. Pam…”. Pam handed me a note. “What’s this?”, I asked. “The address off a photographer I’ve been in contact with”, Eric said. “He’s prepared a piece for me, that needs to be picked up tomorrow, before sunset”. “I’ll handle it”, I said. “Use the hotel car-service. I don’t want you calling a taxi, or taking a… bus”. He sounded like the word was putrid in and of itself. “It would be embarrassing if anyone found out”. “Appearance is everything”, Pam said. “Pam is right. You’re representing me in everything you do, these upcoming days”, Eric said. “Don’t let me down”. Apparently, Eric was done flirting, and in full business mode; and I decided I was better off for it.

At the hotel, a pair of bellboys brought in our luggage for us. Pam checked us in, while Eric went through messages on his phone. I stayed quiet, and focused on observing the people around me. I had never seen so many vampires in one room at once; not even in Fangtasia. Other humans were standing as I was, behind their vampire bosses; and a few of them had fang marks on their exposed skin. Everyone was looking very solemn, though there was an undertone of excitement.

I’d tried to dress for the occasion; in a dark blue button up dress, a cardigan, and flats. I played nervously with the button of my purse. “Stop fidgeting!”, Eric said, and looked down at my chest. “And don’t wear that cardigan again… You don’t look enough like dinner”. I took a deep breath. “Permission to speak?”, I muttered. “Granted”, he replied; a slight smile on his lips, as he put his phone back into his pocket. “You’re a dick, and I’ll wear whatever clothes I want to”, I said. His smile broadened. “I bought those clothes”, he said. “And when I checked the receipts, I didn’t see any lingerie on them… Going commando, sunshine?”. I gulped, having clearly lost this battle. Eric was back at it.

Pam returned with three keycards. “What did I miss?”, she asked. “Miss Sunday isn’t wearing any underwear”, Eric replied, and walked towards the elevators. Pam inclined her head, to look at my bottom. “I am too!”, I croaked, and followed the two of them into the small cabin.

My hotel room was larger than my living room at home, and there was a large tub in the bathroom; which I couldn’t wait to try out. Eric and Pam had gone to their suite to do whatever it was vampires did when they were alone; so I yelped in surprise when I found the Viking reclining on the large bed, as I reentered the room from having daydreamed about bubble-baths. “Don’t you need to be invited in?”, I asked. “This room is in my name, so no”, he said. “The conference doesn’t start officially until tomorrow night, but our first meeting is in 30 minutes”. “Alright, I’ll get my things”, I said. “No”, Eric said, sitting up. He patted the spot next to him on the bed. “Sit with me”. “I thought this was a business trip”, I said, trying – and failing – for confident. “Stop being difficult”, Eric said. “We need to have a conversation”.

I walked over and sat on the edge of the bed; keeping my feet on the floor. Eric turned his body, to sit next to me. “How is your acting?”, he asked. “I did Wicked in high school”, I shrugged. A smile ghosted Erics face. “Vampires will try to glamour you, maybe even tonight”, he said. “You need to be able to convince them that they’ve succeeded”. “I’ll handle it”, I said.

Eric put a large hand on my cheek, and turned my face towards his. “There is too much life in your eyes”, he said. “A glamoured human does not look like you. Look into my eyes”. I focused on his light-blue orbs, and felt a rush of blood straight to my core. “That’s even worse”, Eric said. I took a deep breath, and thought about anything but Eric; which was hard, as his hand was still on my cheek, and he was looking at me intently. I thought about the bath I was going to take later on; which turned in to thinking about Eric in the bathtub – bubbles strategically placed to cover his naked body. Then, I thought about my favorite flavors of ice-cream; which turned in to Eric feeding me the ice-cream – once again, naked.

“Think about nothing”, Eric said. “That’s impossible”, I sneered. “Nothingness”, he reiterated. “Think about the coldest darkest thing you can imagine, but don’t let it scare you. A glamoured human is not afraid, unless the vampire wants them to be”. I let my mind disappear into a cold, dark cave; saw only mist. “Good”, Eric whispered. He stroked my temple, and I parted my lips; needing to remind myself to breathe. Leaning in close, Eric was soon brushing his nose against mine. “Eric…”, I said. “Say yes. Be mine”, he breathed. I sighed, and pulled back. “No…”. Eric put his forehead to mine, and closed his eyes, as if in pain. “Liv…”. His voice was almost pleading. “I can’t… Eric, I can’t”.

Eric stood up abruptly. I almost fell forwards from the lack of contact. “We will have to pretend in front of everyone else”, he said; his tone brusque. “As I cannot feel you, we will have to use vampire law to keep you alive”. “I can… pretend”, I said. “As long as you know…”. “You’ve made yourself clear, sunshine”, he said. “Get your things, we have a meeting to attend. And put on some underwear”. “I’m wearing underwear!”.

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We went to a suite down the hall. Pam was flipping through a magazine in a recliner, and gave Eric a look when we entered. “Jag kunde ha hämtat henne”, she muttered. “You seemed busy”, Eric replied to whatever it was she’d said. A half-naked red-haired woman walked out from one of the doors; looking pale and blissful. “She’s good for another sip”, Pam said. The woman stopped in front of Eric and smiled seductively at him. He waved her away with a flick of his fingers. “I’m good”, he said; and the woman left the room with a disappointed look on her face – closing the door behind her. Pam scanned my body. “She seems whole”, she said. “Unless…”. Her eyes travelled down to the apex of my thighs; still covered by the dress. “Behave”, Eric said. “We have company coming”.

He walked over to Pam, took the magazine, and quickly discarded it in a cabinet over the bar. Pam got up to stand, and brushed non-existing lint off her pink pantsuit. Eric seemed tense. His jaw was clenched, and his posture was straighter than usual. “Clean this place up!”, he grunted, and fluffed a throw-pillow from the chair Pam had been seated in. “Who’s coming?”, I asked. “Someone you will show every reverence!”, Eric said. “Yes, sir”, I muttered, annoyance seeping through in my words. His lips twitched slightly, and he went to stand in front of me. “You’re about to meet a vampire more powerful than you can imagine”, he said. “He is older than me; much older – and he is the host of this convention. The sheriff of Area 9”. “Alright… So, what do I do?”, I asked. “You keep quiet. For your own sake”, he responded; and looked me over. He pulled my cardigan down my shoulders, and off me, before I could protest. “There. Dinner”.

There was a knock on the door, and Eric quickly led me to stand by the window at the far wall from the entrance. Pam went to open for the guests, and a tall vampire, wearing a cowboy hat came into the room. I stifled a smile; finding him ridiculous to look at. This is the ancient vampire I’m supposed to show reverence?, I thought to myself.

The vampire spoke with a Texas-twang, sounding unbelievably bored. “All hail Godric. Sheriff of Area 9, leader of…”. “That’s enough Stan. Everyone knows who I am”, a soft, young-sounding voice said from behind him. Cowboy-Stan stepped aside, revealing a young-looking vampire; with dark hair and intense, ageless eyes. I knew him; and a flashback of both pain, fear and relief filled my whole being. A darkhaired female vampire came in behind him. She was luxuriously dressed, sort of the Latina version of Pam; though less pink.

Eric went down on one knee in front of the vampire with the intense gaze; almost crumbling in his presence. “Godric…”, he breathed almost inaudibly. “Min son”, Godric replied with a slight smile. Eric got back up to stand; and though he towered at least a foot over the other sheriff, he seemed much smaller in stature due to his veneration of him. Godric walked further into the room, and looked towards Pam. “Pamela…”, he said. “Grand-sire…”, she replied, and nodded her head. It was clear to me now, that Godric was Erics maker.

As Godric came into the middle of the room – Eric staying close behind him – he looked around, and locked eyes with me. I felt my cheeks redden, and looked down at the floor. “This meeting was supposed to be unofficial”, Stan snarled. “Why is there a human here?”. “Maybe she’s dinner”, the darkhaired female said. “Isabel!”, Godric said. “If you are hungry, I am sure sheriff Northman can offer you a bottle of TruBlood”. “She smells good…”, Stan muttered, and I felt a pang of fear go through my body. “Miss Sunday is mine”, Eric said. Godrics eyes travelled between me and Eric, and he raised a brow slightly.

The vampires all sat down, and I stayed in my place by the window; not knowing what I was supposed to do other than stand still, and try not to get eaten. A conversation commenced between all four, in what seemed to be at least 3 different languages. The only one I understood was Stan, who didn’t say much – save, “Fuck that”, and “We need to act now!” – and he kept looking at me, like he hadn’t fed in weeks. It was terrifying; and for all the safety Eric had promised me, I was feeling none at the moment. Then there was Godric; a vampire I had many questions for. Like for instance, why I had a crazy stalker back on my trail, when he was supposed to have forgotten all about me.

After about 15 minutes of trying to keep from shaking, Godric looked up at me. “Eric, ask your human to sit with us. She looks tired”. “I’m fine”, I said quietly. Eric looked out the corner of his eyes at me. “Sit down, Liv”, he said. The only seat left was on the couch, between Eric and Godric; so, I sat down there – finally feeling a sense of security that I wouldn’t be eaten just yet.

“Let us continue in English”, Godric said. “Godric, we should…”, Isabel began. “I will glamour Miss Sunday if needed”, Eric said. A smile ghosted Godrics face. “No, I will”, Stan said. Eric tensed up, and bared his fangs. “Can we finish our meeting in a civil manner?”, Godric said, an edge to his voice. “Eric…”. The Viking pulled his fangs back, and relaxed his body slightly.

“How long have you been with Eric, miss Sunday?”, Godric asked. “We have known each other for…”, Eric began. “I was asking Liv”, Godric said. He pronounced my name as Eric had, the first time we met. Leev. I couldn’t help but smile slightly, but returned to a more solemn expression, when Pam raised a brow at me. “Not long”, I said quietly. “And he protects you well?”, Godric said. “Hasn’t had a reason too… yet”, I said. “Give it time… You strike me as someone with a low sense of self-preservation”, he replied. It was Eric’s turn to smile. “Well, I do have a past with dangerous men”, I said. For the first time since he entered the room, Godric met my eyes again. He looked confused. “And you’ve been hurt since?”, he asked. “Not…”, I began. “Godric, with all due respect; we do have more important things to discuss, than this…”, Stan interrupted me. “I think enough has been said on the topic for one night”, Godric said. “And I want to have a conversation with this human”.

Godric reached for my hand, and turned it; apparently checking for fang-marks. His grasp was gentle, and his hand looked very different around my wrist, than it had around the neck of Thomas, the year before. My breath hitched lightly, and Godric immediately let go of me. “You’ve fed from Eric?”, he asked. “I… Yes”, I said. “Stan, Isabel; leave us”. The two vampires left the room quicker than I could turn my head.

“Godric, jag…”, Eric began. “Blodet är heligt”, Godric said. “Jag ville skydda henne!”. Eric seemed to shrink in his seat. “Du vet du inta kan ljuga för mig”. “Det ville jag aldrig gjöra…”. “Then maybe you are lying to yourself”. Godrics voice was even, but hard. “You have not fed from her”. “Not yet”, Eric said; making me swallow hard. Godric inclined his head towards me. “Liv, you have nothing to fear from the Dallas vampires. But you will have to keep up your ruse of being Erics… And you will have to do a better job of pretending”.

Godric stood up, and the rest of us followed. “I will see you at the opening ceremony tomorrow”, he said. “I’ve had a host-gift prepared, that I am sure will be… suitable to your tastes”, Eric said. “Two sticks and a bowl of mud?”, Godric asked, an overbearing smile on his face. “Like the good old days”, Eric said. Something unspoken, that seemed to amuse the both of them, passed between the vampires; and Godric left the room.

Pam went to get her magazine out of the cabinet, seemingly ready to get back to browsing through the latest fashions from Paris. “I think I need a drink”, I muttered. “Go change. We’re invited to a private party at the hotel bar”, Eric said. That date I had with the bathtub in my room, seemed further and further away. “I am not going to that thing”, Pam said. “I know you’re not. I remember what happened last time”, Eric retorted. “That wasn’t my fault”, Pam said. “And his fangs grew back eventually”.

Eric rolled his eyes, before looking at me. “Go!”, he said. “What am I supposed to wear?”, I asked. “I’ve never been to a private vampire-party”. “You look like dinner now”, Pam said snarkily. “Think dessert”.

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Visit Cat Cat, Lao Chai and Ta Van with an experienced guide and enjoy the surroundings of the Hoang Lien Son mountains. Living the ocean behind with a go to to Po Nagar Cham Towers which are the significant religious relics of Ancient Champa Kingdom. Go Vietnam Tours tailor-makes unique tour packages, sightseeing adventures and activities to help vacationers explore Vietnam on their means. We are a passionate staff of 100 avid vacationers who love to share our experiences of Vietnam with those looking for a extra genuine journey experience. Drive to Ha Long Bay, one of Vietnam’s favourite destinations, and board your afternoon cruise via the gorgeous bay. These range from stunning Halong Bay to superbly quaint Hoi An to Ho Chi Minh Complex . With its breathtaking landscapes, fascinating history and very good meals, this country will electrify all of your senses and seize you from all angles. The charming Vietnamese capital, Hanoi, has aged well, preserving the Old Quarter, monuments and colonial architecture, while making room for modern developments alongside. A trip to Vietnam would not be complete without paying a visit to Vietnam’s capital metropolis. Hanoi is known for a city experiencing a protracted history with not solely glories and sufferings in historical time but in addition distinctive values of tradition, tradition, and people. There are additionally several caves to discover including the Mua Cave and Trang An. Km of lush tropical forest and one of the country’s most important protected areas. Both Phu Quoc and Mui Ne have warm temperature and the wet season running in the time between June and September. Although Phu Quoc seems as having the extra rainfall, Mui Ne still experiences some light and storm, particularly in the late afternoon. The detailed citation for Ho Chi Minh shore excursion has been despatched to your email. Please have a look at it and let us know if you have some other enquiries. Discover Public Parks & Gardens In Washington, Dc Take a guided or self-guided tour and enjoy the view of DC from one of many city’s highest factors. While the estate is presently closed, members can again go to starting Feb. 16 and Hillwood will be open to the public for visits on March 2. Constitution Gardenswas dedicated through the nation’s bicentennial celebration in 1976. The two hectares huge rainbow flower subject has lavender, cosmos, sunflowers, rainbow snapdragon, and so on. The rose backyard subsequent to the parking lot appears to exhibit romance between lovers. In addition to the beautiful and breathtaking cluster of flowers and grass, different well-liked photo spots include the out of doors landscaping, the crystal church, classic automobiles, carriages and Mediterranean windmills, etc. Shimen Reservoir is reputed for its beautiful lake and mountain views all 12 months round. Connected to over a dozen vacationer sights, the Reservoir presents green parks, bikeways, lake yachts, dam, spillway, wharf, Xizhou Park, Maple Park, Nanyuan Ecological Park, and so on. Dogs as pets are very fashionable in the intervening time in Saigon, so I would suppose that strolling them in these parks is appropriate. (In general, dog-etiquette is in its infancy right now, but there are many them around). Get lost in its magical evergreen or bamboo forests — nicely, not actually. The best way to expertise all of it is to join a tour that starts in Saigon and lasts for two days. You could be even fortunate sufficient to identify golden-cheeked gibbons or civets. Back in the 1980’s, Hillsborough County officials and local veterans got here together to determine and fund growth of a Veterans’ Park facility. The site selected was originally known as Tesawee Park which was later designated Veterans’ Memorial Park located on U.S. 301 along the Cross Channel Canal. A small museum was constructed on the location to show military artifacts and to act as a gathering place for small groups. If the theme park has a water park, don’t forget your swimsuits and swimwear, corresponding to swimming goggles and towels. While Vietnam doesn’t have Disneyland or a Disney theme park, a lot of Vietnam’s amusement parks have Disney-inspired facades and similar themes integrated. The two largest leisure corporations are Sun World Group and Vin Group, so you’ll see many parks hosted by these two. A go to to this website in Lincoln’s historic Antelope Park will take you on a strolling tour of over thirty-seven army monuments and memorials. A place of solemn magnificence, the garden permits peaceable reflection and serves as a permanent reminder of the sacrifices veterans have made to preserve our freedom. The Veterans Memorial Garden is positioned within Antelope Park at 3200 Veteran’s Memorial Drive. Lumpini Park is doubtless certainly one of the largest inexperienced areas in central Bangkok. Educational supplies, together with interpretive signage and printed materials, on plant variety for guests to Bach Ma National Park. We are a promoter and steward of this evolving metropolis and its progressive values, which have the ability to transform the travelers who visit us. Get your monthly guide to Portland's events, sights and news. Don’t let the term zoo put you off — this is one of the best within the country. It is continuously striving to enhance facilities to have the ability to care for the animals as finest as they might. They purpose to conserve and defend regional animals believed to be under risk. Buddhist Temples In Huế The journey to Nikko included a cease for lunch at Lake Chuzenji amid the snow and wild monkeys, on a highway that had 48 hairpin turns. One week earlier than the dawn of the brand new yr, they put together the altar for the Kitchen Gods who will give a report again to the 'Jade Emperor' in regards to the family. Because the family desires the report again to be a good one to ensure luck and prosperity within the upcoming year, they put out particular meals and a hat and shoes for the Kitchen Gods. They purchase a red carp fish and release it in a close-by river as a outcome of legend says that the red carp will assist the Kitchen Gods reach the Jade Emperor quickly and easily. Báo Quốc Pagoda was one of the three nationwide pagodas of the town through the time of the Nguyễn Dynasty. It lies on the southern side of the Perfume River and is roughly one kilometre west of the town centre. The temple is located on a small hill named Ham Long and a spring from the highest of the hill flows down into the grounds of the temple. Bao Quoc Pagoda was founded in 1670 by Zen master Thích Giác Phong, a Buddhist monk from China. During the era of the Nguyễn Dynasty, which was based in 1802 by Emperor Gia Long, the pagoda was frequently renovated and expanded. In 1808, Empress Hiếu Khương, spouse of Gia Long, patronized varied development projects, that included the development of a triple gate, the casting of a big bell and a gong. In 1824, Emperor Minh Mạng, the son of Gia Long, visited the temple and changed its name to its current title. Obviously, I didn’t have the chance to see them all, but I did manage to go to over 50 of them, all of which I’ve marked on my temple-hopping route map. There are no admission charges for the temples and hardly any guests . For essentially the most half, the only folks in the temple grounds are monks and novices. All temple compounds can be entered if the gates and doors are open, but shoes should be taken off if getting into the temples correct. Whichever method you look at it, there’s a lot of complicated historical past between the Vietnamese and the Khmer in this region, a few of it historical, some current. The Temple-Hopping Loop could be ridden on any bike, scooter or bicycle. However, some sections are on very narrow lanes or back-roads with worn, pot-holed surfaces, however this shouldn’t be an issue for most riders. Finally, there’s an opportunity that a variety of the smaller roads might undergo from flooding through the rainy season (May-October). Although the using on this route is enjoyable, very interesting and much from the crushed path, it’s not a route that’s suitable for cruising. Rather, the small and generally uneven back-roads make for a slower, gentler tempo, to not point out the quite a few stops and breaks to have a look at the temples. The pagoda has a base membership, and other people pay month-to-month dues and infrequently contribute to different fund-raising events. People who attend a service can also put cash within the collection boxes or give it to the treasurer who then writes out a receipt. Most members of the pagoda insist that there isn't a requirement to offer cash, and plenty of members contribute via getting ready meals and sustaining the pagoda structures. The pagoda also provides a space for households to return for funeral services and ceremonies to recollect the spirits of deceased ancestors. Most individuals sit on the floor, some with their legs crossed, others with their legs tucked behind. The most sacred days of the month aren't Sundays, but the first and the fifteenth days of the month. On today, some devotees come to the pagoda to chant, and plenty of Buddhists observe vegetarian diets on these days. It’s a huge complex with a quantity of wood halls overlooking a big gravel backyard. It’s rich in historical past, tradition, and artwork together with a replica of the necessary Heart Sutra written by the emperor. Gio-ji is a lovely small temple with a lush moss backyard and a thatched-roof main corridor. Kiyomizu-dera in the course of the special night illuminationsThe large picket primary hall was built with out nails and houses a statue of the eleven-faced, thousand-armed Kannon. On any day, one might even see pairs of footwear left outside the double doors that open to the main prayer corridor. People take off their footwear before getting into the open space, typically leaving them in piles on the small patio in entrance of the constructing. Floor cushions are handed round for folks to sit down on as they follow chanting. On most Sundays about fifty members attend the regular worship service led by Thich Thong-Duc, who was recently put in as the abbot of the pagoda. Adults and kids pay homage to the Buddha in separate providers, each of which are performed in Vietnamese. Tet Fest Many of the festivals, particularly Tet, contain Vietnamese people returning to their hometowns to be with household. This means that transportation is busy during competition time and it is very important guide planes, trains, and buses prematurely. During the full moon in Hoi An, the resorts are very busy, so you will want to make bookings in advance. Thousands of Vietnamese individuals also flock to town presently to honor their ancestors, and it is often crowded. The Perfume Festival takes place on the Perfume Pagoda[Is this the identical as Den Trinh? ], which is a putting complicated of Buddhist shrines and temples positioned near Hanoi. You’ll likely want a facemask to avoid all of the incense smoke drifting around at occasions, but it simply provides to the ambiance of this solemn and essential celebration. Beginning with a dragon dance at Den Trinh Pagoda, members travel by boat to the Huong Tich Cave, for worship. Although the Pagoda could be accessed by land as nicely, make certain to take the waterway route to benefit from the gorgeous landscapes. The 15th day of the 1st lunar month brings together locals at the Perfume Pagoda in Hanoi, an unbelievable web site in Vietnam, to wish to Lord Buddha for an excellent yr ahead. The function of the pageant is the race of Ghe Ngo, a remarkable type of wood boat which is in the form of a Khmer's holy object - Nagar Snake. Different activities organized within the occasion together with Khmer music and dance shows, shows of artistic works, and workshops on horticultural improvement, interesting vacationers from many places. With over half population of the country being Buddhist devotees, Buddha's Birthday is commended on fifteenth of the 4th lunar month to remember the birth, edification, and passing of Buddha. The vacation can also be an excellent chance for guests to get a glimpse of Vietnamese Buddhism, which is totally different from the Thai or Burmese versions. The finest place to rejoice Tet is in the large cities of Vietnam, because throughout Tet the small cities typically 'shut down'. Hanoi is especially good for the festival as it has two impressive pagodas the place locals can be seen lighting incense and praying to their ancestors. The stone statue of Chua Xu at Sam Mountain, Chau Doc, is bathed, and hundreds flock to honour her. Martial arts demonstrations in Tay Son District, plus garlanded elephants on parade. The most necessary pageant is Tet, the Vietnamese New Year, and lasts for seven days someday between the last week of January and the third week of February. No matter how busy individuals are, they will prepare time to go residence to reunite with their families and have fun the start of the brand new 12 months. Families eat a sort of sq. rice dumplings and spherical rice cake, which is an essential traditional food in Tet Nguyen Dan, symbolizing good weather, good harvest and good luck. At the Temple, individuals take pleasure in a sequence of festivities, together with Tuong performances and martial arts performances. The metropolis of Vung Tau commemorates Vietnamese folks perception in “Ca Ong”, or the whale spirit, who rescues fishermen in dire straits. Legend has it that Emperor Gia Long was saved from drowning by whales, motivating him to create a cult of worship for these animals. Asia Highlights welcomes the chance that can assist you design your perfect trip to Vietnam. It is a time for individuals to not solely commemorate the merits of genies, nationwide heroes and their ancestors, but additionally to loosen up after a yr of onerous work. On 音波拉皮 , people typically go out together to enjoy the peaceable and beautiful scenery and the pure environment of spring. Tet Trung Thu, also called the mid-autumn festival, falls on the lunar fifteenth of the eighth month yearly. In Vietnam, the Mid-Autumn Festival can be a kids's day in addition to family reunion, and the child is the protagonist of the pageant. On this day, the adults will prepare varied snacks and gifts for the children, and the youngsters will spend the vacations collectively. The Vietnamese like the lunar calendar because they are often certain of a full moon on the 15th day of each month. For this cause, their festivals may come on a special date every year by our Gregorian calendar. First of all, the event is nearly entirely aimed at tourists nowadays and it seems like the entire pageant is simply accomplished for the sake of selling lanterns and making money. Furthermore, thousands of lanterns end up littering the river and heading out into the ocean damaging aquatic life and inflicting pollution unnecessarily. While we love festivals and cultural occasions, we don’t feel like we are ready to justify this one, due to the detrimental environmental influence. Celebrated throughout 美白 , Reunification Day is one other one of many festivals in Vietnam 2020 which is a nationwide competition in addition to a public vacation. On thirtieth April, South Vietnam got free from American troops and got here under one authorities with North Vietnam. Events are organized in several elements of the country like Ethnic group efficiency and exhibition in Sapa, display of fireworks of international teams in Danang and an amazing parade in Hanoi. You can attend all these festivities and if you are on a vacation in Vietnam on their liberation day. Finest Souvenirs From Hanoi & Shops On Your Purchasing Listing Tourists may not significantly discover them helpful, however sedge products are definitely essentially the most iconic objects in this South East Asia nation. Furthermore, the creativity of native has given start to the special sedge memento like vases, baskets, and animals. For the best place to purchase, try to go to Kim Son Sedge village in Ninh Binh. Embroideries are the popular souvenirs to deliver house from Vietnam. The meticulous handmade products with a wide range of choice include quilts, bed sheets, pillowcases, desk runners, scarfs, baggage, and garments. Dozen handicraft villages are scattering in the nation and manufacturing facility retailers in tourist spots. The large sizes handmade takes months to make, the quality one made by special linen and cotton with well-designed patterns. We got ourselves waterproof jackets and backpacks which we use now. You will find lots of of local individuals in the streets of Hanoi carving conventional Vietnamese and trendy wood stamps. Our Twins Tania obtained one depicting a pirate skull along with her name on it whereas Zoe had a tiger and I received one with a perfect illustration of the logo I used as a photographer. We aim to find truely distinctive method to travel and discover Vietnam & Asia, daring to show the completely different, thrilling, quirky attribute that we love and make our world so special. If you may be keen on items of art, oil paintings ought to be your choice for handicraft souvenirs in Vietnam. Oil paintings often depict four main themes including landscapes, architecture, portraits, and abstract. The small change purses that the Hmong ladies promote shouldn’t value you more than a dollar or two for every. And our absolute favorite place to buy hand-woven luggage in Hanoi is Nunal Boutique. It’s a tiny shop with high-quality baggage at actually reasonable prices. If you journey round northern Vietnam you’ll undoubtedly encounter brightly colored hand-woven textiles on the market, particularly in the Sapa region. I've obtained my first acoustic guitar for around 1,500,000 VND (around $65) which is a nice deal. Anyway, chances you could have someone in the household who's passionate about the music are high, so getting a musical instrument would be a nice reward from Vietnam. You can find actually anything embroidered, including sheets, quilts, pillowcases, table runners, luggage, sleep clothes, and much more. Do Paper is a particular sort of paper made from the inside layer of do trees. Here you should have the chance to buy some unimaginable vases made from Bat Trang porcelain. We understand that most individuals won’t be ready to lug a gigantic vase again to their house nation, that’s why we suggest you take the opportunity to make your own small vase, plate, or cup. However, you can see smaller and easier wall hangings within the various souvenir shops and markets in every metropolis in Vietnam. If you need to buy considered one of these embroidered wall hangings, it’ll price you a few hundred dollars. And you won’t discover any that are this large or intricate in any night time markets in any of the cities. There is one in Saigon called XQ Sai Gon however it’s the only one we’ve encountered outside of the bus cease memento outlets. This information will enlighten you into the most effective souvenirs obtainable for purchase, where in Vietnam to purchase them, and what to expect to pay. Take a piece of the experience home with these well-liked + traditional items and souvenirs. These lovable things usually are not only containers, they are ornaments because they're largely manufactured from silver with many different designs, and in addition are sometimes crafted into animal shapes. These packing containers not solely serve for adornment, but additionally they are the reflection of the owner’s status regarding the scale, the material, and design. The process of producing these packing containers is usually handmade because of the sophisticated and craftsmanship traditional abilities. This is a beautiful and beautiful memento that both adults and children being fond of. Traveling to Vietnam,Nguyen Art Galleryis a should-not-missed destination for travelers to discover essentially the most unique work and artworks which completely catch your eyes at first sight. In addition to the above-mentioned great souvenir, another type that ought to be taken into consideration is silk which could be very popular in Vietnam. Woven from the cocoons of the silkworm, silk is thought to be the image of luxurious and nobility. I guess my pictures and my memories are what I prefer to deliver back with me. Plus, I notice that souvenirs are most likely placed within the high shelf of a closet usually. Since I was a toddler, I’ve at all times admired followers (although I’ve never used one…). I tend to pick up a silk scarf or something tiny that we can simply tuck in our keep on luggage. Cicada Espresso Bar The decor is gorgeous, and there is balcony seating with views of Hoan Kiem Lake. Prices are higher right here, and that’s as a end result of the meals is high of the range and the menu is extensive. Da Nang’s Korean BBQ eating places cater to those tourists by cooking up all kinds of meat and serving them with an array of Korean facet dishes. In our view, Fatfish is a great place to enjoy a western-style, riverside, moderately priced splurge meal. Many Vietnamese eating places in America and Europe have this dish on the menu. If you are new to Vietnamese delicacies but look to taste popular but genuine Vietnamese food, an alternative to pho, attempt Vằn Thắn Mỳ soup. The menu spans a quantity of pages and contains dozens of options including soups and dishes with greens, tofu, eggs, fish, shrimp, pork and chicken. Despite unique elements like fermented shrimp paste and bitter melon, most dishes at Bep Hen are accessible for all ranges of eaters. You wouldn't have to worry about being hungry throughout your go to. This cafe lets you enjoy some Vietnamese fares and spirits. If you love seasonal dishes, this cafe has it all for you. You can even keep for long time here, not endlessly, to get one of the best second with its distinctive inside designs. We were so glad once we discovered Food Street, Tong Tuy Dong. A place we ate at twice is Banh Cuon Ky Dong, and the menu is easy, however is simply what we usually need - noodles, vegetarian choices and a few drinks. We wish to hold our price range small and our meals experience massive, and in Hanoi, the best meals is discovered on the street or in local street-side stalls. This is great for anyone who needs to actually lower your expenses during journey. High 10 Most Popular Local Markets For Shopping In Vietnam The market is each a spot to commerce and an space to level out the delicate culture of every region. Visiting the markets, tourists not only purchase the gadgets they love but additionally explore the unique culture of that place. Souvenirs that vacationers select most at Ha Long night market are items with a sea taste. Lovely key chains, chains created from sea shells, stunning ships, T-shirts printed with footage of Ha Long and Tuan Chau seashores. Foreign guests to Ha Long evening market of Vietnam are mostly Asian, Thai and Chinese visitors. You ought to visit Vietnam to explore the stunning tourist sights, store on the streets and to relish the scrumptious native meals. Some of the best fresh products in Vietnam could be found in Dong Ba Market. To begin your day properly, take your style buds on a curler coaster ride with a Vietnamese breakfast with Pho, and spring rolls topping the record. Follow the mouth-watering aromas all the best way to the back of the market and this will lead you to an excellent canteen where you could spend weeks ‘food-hopping’ from one stall to the subsequent. The meals popping out of this canteen is extraordinary, and this alone is cause enough to go to Bình Tây Market. Hanoi's Old Market is worth to pay a visit, its shops, the individuals, and all the things you could buy. The market is situated on the nort-east nook of Hoan Kiem Lake, you might have just to comply with the people . Located within the Saigon Centre, this Japanese retailer is sort of in style amongst the locals and tourists alike. In fact, not simply Japan, however you can discover one of the best merchandise from Europe and North America right here too. High-end jewellery, cosmetics, fragrances, and apparel manufacturers are spread out evenly on all of the floors of this place. Amongst all of the Vietnam buying areas, the Hanoi Night Market is certainly one of the best locations to drop by in the evening. From the famous Hanoi avenue meals to handicrafts & equipment, yow will discover it all here at actually pocket-friendly costs. Meander along the river, join in on the commerce, or simply watch folks shop, as nicely. Like other markets in Vietnam, Hoi An market has the sections promoting everyday goods and industrial merchandise. Along the streets available within the market area, you'll find a way to see many individuals doing Asian squat to promote and purchase fresh vegetables. The Tay Do evening market is starting to open round 4 pm when small companies rush to organize items. Tay Do night time market with wide paved walkways and well organized stalls is probably considered one of the finest night time markets to walk around when tour Mekong delta. At the market there are many sorts of delicious and still fresh seafood, in order that guests can freely choose the type of seafood you want. After that, the store staff might be able to serve you any other dish you want. Traveling In Vietnam With Children You’ll find extra leases in Nha Trang and Hoi An than wherever else. –no month is a “terrible” time for visiting Vietnam, every interval has its own professionals and cons so don’t stress about discovering the right time. Considering a technique sleeper for fun/ flight again the other. Typically, the wet season (when you’ll be visiting) is extra intense in central Vietnam than within the south – although both can get plenty of rain – so I’d probably do Phu Quoc. Pre-book Trains in Vietnam Great submit – appreciate it. Just one question – did you prebook practice journey or did you wait until you arrived and booked it? I have found a few websites on-line, however it appears fairly expensive compared to some of the finances airlines . This web site makes use of numerous affiliate hyperlinks that make us commission on purchases. We earn commission on these must you make a purchase. All recommendations are real and we aren't paid to incorporate products, motels, and so on. We’ve travelled in Vietnam several times, and once with the youngsters. Phong Nha National Park space and people caves is definitely a highlight for us. We haven’t, as but, created a whole information to consuming in Vietnam, however we've meals, restaurant, and markets in Hoi An, completely lined for you. A actual spotlight was dressing up and trying our hand at conventional Vietnamese Opera. The food in the city is nice and you'll participate in cooking courses to study extra concerning the native dishes. A stroll across the evening market can also be recommended. A smart way for kids to expertise the Vietnamese tradition is thru conventional Vietnamese water puppet present. The areas round Hanoi, towards the northern components of the nation, are in style as the origin of puppetry. This is an opportunity to do anything you might need missed the first time around. District 1 is a superb place to walk around with the family. If you've fallen in love with Vietnamese meals, sample a variety of the culinary delights you haven't obtained around to but – perhaps some grilled cuttlefish or, for the adventurous, street-barbecued sea snails. Enjoy a dragon boat cruise alongside the Perfume River to go to the royal tomb of Emperor Tu Duc. While you are here, take the opportunity to learn slightly extra about this figure who opposed the French involvement in Vietnam. But there could be a lot to get pleasure from in Vietnam with youngsters – the enchanting water puppet theatres, laid-back seashore resorts and islands, pleasant native communities and naturally the trains, boats and cyclo rides. Hire an area information to take you across the floating market and day market to get the most effective food experience. 雙眼皮 had was on the plastic chairs and road meals from a household spot. Spring rolls and Pho soup had been always a success with the youngsters. A should within the metropolis is to go to the War Remnants Museum.It was in all probability a bit much for the age of our youngsters but we needed to go and learn for ourselves extra in regards to the Vietnam warfare. There was a lot we truthfully did not find out about, the history, impacts and so much extra. Jamie and I took turns going in and out of the exhibits whereas the other entertained the youngsters in another space. Popular Culture And Excessive Tradition In Vietnamese History On Jstor In many public areas, nevertheless, folks usually keep away from standing in queues, leading to a chaotic setting the place people touch or press up against one another as they go about their enterprise. While ladies have a robust position within households, their standing in business and government is much less important than men's. The applications they finance and implement embrace poverty alleviation, infectious disease control, contraception, educational assistance, and water purification, among others. The most outstanding contemporary symbols of social stratification are consumer items. Two of the most common symbols are the possession of a motorcycle, particularly certainly one of Japanese manufacture, and a cell phone. Other objects embrace refrigerators, televisions, video players, gold jewelry, and imported luxury goods, such as clothing or liquor. Some individuals additionally assert their status by way of large wedding feasts. But for now, we'll all the time have our Vietnamese hat dance, fan dance, and lion dance as a staple. Nursing homes and long–term care facilities are not acceptable solutions for many Vietnamese families. Here, a musician performs the monochord, a standard Vietnamese instrument utilizing a string and a stick which is bent to change the pitch of the note performed. To end the talk, Nguyen took questions from audience members. One scholar talked about how their mother and father don’t inform them about their previous experiences residing in Vietnam. I wanted to find out about VietNam as a outcome of all the great and hardworking women I really have met in USA. As a part of the critique, I should explain how the movie is really consultant of life in Vietnam in such elements as relationships, faith, tradition, and so on. I am desire to learn about fully Viatnam, relating to individuals, socialwork staff member Name with e-mail Id. and desire to conversation. And want to make good sincere respect girlfriend in Viatnam. The codes mandate that two to 5 p.c of the staff of most businesses be individuals with disabilities. They additionally provide incentives like tax reductions and low–interest loans to businesses that are in compliance. With this new perspective on Agent Orange, most people with disabilities are considered as victims of the war. In the past decade, the federal government of Vietnam has used a paternalistic approach to deal with the needs of this inhabitants. Adopting measures much like these within the United States, the Vietnamese authorities enacted the "Ordinance on Disabled Persons" to supply a legal foundation for protecting individuals with disabilities in Vietnam. The official census of Vietnamese with disabilities in the united states has yet to be made obtainable to the public. The 2000 Census reported there are 1,223,736 self–identified Vietnamese and bi–racial Vietnamese dwelling in the us The most powerful place within the nation is the Communist Party basic secretary. Other necessary positions are the prime minister, the president, the minister of public security, and the chief of the armed forces. Women and members of Vietnam's ethnic teams are nominally represented in the authorities. One of the most sensitive issues the government faces is balancing regional pursuits. Vietnam is home to fifty-four official ethnic groups, the majority of which live in highland areas, though some large groups such the Cham or Chinese reside in lowland or urban areas. In television and films and most of all in well-liked songs, rage against the war was all over the place in the late 1960s and early Seventies. And after all there was a backlash towards the hippies that was instant and simultaneous. The #1 pop single of 1966 wasn’t some antiwar anthem or a Beatles basic or something by the Monkees, the “prefab four” who broke by way of big that 12 months. It was “The Ballad of the Green Berets” by a man named Staff Sgt. Barry Sadler. In addition, I use the movies produced depicting the warfare to demonstrate the methods popular culture can serve as a studying software after a crisis. It is plain Vietnamese American youths get pleasure from American pop culture. They also gravitate toward Japanese anime, Korean pop music, and Chinese Hong Kong movies and dramas. This genre has developed strongly within the South and has unfold out over the North area after the rise of Bức Tường within the 90s. For the final 10 years, steel has become extra mainstream in Vietnam. Ngũ Cung and Microwave are the current high Vietnamese steel bands within the 21st century. Chèo is a form of generally satirical musical theatre, usually encompassing dance, historically carried out by peasants in northern Vietnam. Traditional Vietnamese music has been primarily used for religious actions, in every day life, and in traditional festivals. Nightlife In Hanoi, Vietnam Not to say the enduring Full Moon Party which occurs every month on the Haad Rin seaside on Koh Phangan island. If you’re seeking a spot to enjoy Vietnam nightlife activities, which of them do you choose in your trip? Yes absolutely, you just walk into such a place and a Vietnamese girl in a short skirt will convey you to a personal space upstairs where she takes off your pants and sucks your dick. Located on the twenty first Floor offering the extraordinary view, along with live music and signature cocktails serving. An city and stylish bar that stands out in the center of bustling street of Bui Vien. We bring you a combination of East and West where we serve a range craft beer from Vietnam hand picked by Ong Cao whereas enjoying hip hop and rnb music. We actually love Vietnam, and wish to show you the best Vietnam has to offer. This is a beautiful place for a sundown drink and as quickly as the sun goes down, the celebration continues until late. Sit again on one of the comfortable daybeds or sofas and savour the beautiful ocean views. While it’s potential to navigate this district by yourself, going with a guide provides you with a richer and more satisfying expertise. We have been to plenty of these locations however didn’t realise that so many of those have been additionally good party destinations too! When it comes to nightlife, few destinations can prime Thailand. Festive, cultured, vibrant, and dynamic, this vacation spot hosts a plethora of events, which take place all across the country, from Bangkok to Phuket. One of the best get together seasons in Thailand is from November to March, which is when the sand turns into a dance ground, and seashores get glistering with neon lights, fire spectacles, and music. Thailand additionally has a wide selection of well-liked foam parties, particularly in Pattaya, cultural reveals, pool events, pub crawls, and superb rooftops. Funky Buddha (no website; 2 Ta Hien Street, Hoan Kiem) is doubtless one of the best-known bars in Hanoi. Fancy and upscale, Funky Buddha has stay DJs every evening in addition to a nook for shisha smoking. Another good place for a drink is Spotted Cow (no web site; 23C Hai Ba Trung, Hoan Kiem). A relaxed place to spend time with pals, the bar presents big-screen TVs to look at soccer video games, a place to play darts and plenty of seating to only sit back and revel in a drink. I recently wrote about assembly Vietnamese women in my article about the most effective relationship web site and apps in Vietnam . Online dating in Vietnam works nice , yet I still find it's far more fun to meet women while partying.

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pairing: jaemin x reader

au: disneyland worker!jaemin and reader

genre: fluff, smut

word count: 6.4k

warnings: smut, swearing, mentions of drugs (you’ll see), descriptions of sick? slight tainting of childhood (not enough to scar), controversial opinions (but not literally), unfunny humour

specific smut warnings (in case you dont want spoilers): fingering, blowjob, unprotected sex (but assume character is on the pill), semi-public sex?

summary: You have worked at Disneyland since the first year of uni, which has all but destroyed your ideals of magic. But when a new boy becomes the Mickey to your Minnie, you can’t help but find yourself intrigued by the bright-eyed newbie. Maybe Disneyland is magic, afterall. (this sucks im so sorry)

very, very heavily inspired by this thread on reddit. also, i hope you enjoy! any feedback will be much appreciated (this is my first fic as im sure youll be able to tell)

Ah, Disneyland, ‘The Happiest Place on Earth’. If you’re a child, that is. Not only can you meet your favorite characters who are probably doing lines in the back between rounds, but you have the honour of being able to watch them dangle helplessly from a wire during the firework display and narrowly avoid death. It’s no wonder you’ve been working there since your first year of uni.

‘Johnny told me there’s a new Mickey coming today.’ Eva, Princess Tiana and, quite frankly, the only decent princess in the whole park, says. She’s currently struggling to pull the long, white gloves over her own blue plastic pair of gloves she puts on for ‘safety reasons’ - her words, not yours. Though, it’s not like you can blame her when the outfits only get washed...well, never.

The two of you are currently the only two in the spacious dressing room which is permanently accompanied by the stench of sweat clinging to the walls, especially since it’s summer.

‘Oh, really?’ You ask from in front of her on the worn wooden bench, pulling your clunky yellow shoes on that dwarf your feet in their enormous size. It took you months to be able to walk in them without constantly tripping. Thankfully, it seems they at least got a wash after being puked on a few days ago.

She nods, moving towards the vanity and smoothing down a stray hair. ‘I know, it didn't take them long. Poor Jeremy, though.’

You hum in agreement. Jeremy ran into some trouble whilst covering a shift for the Donald Duck regular, resulting in a few broken ribs, a black eye and a dislocated shoulder. Or so the NDA requires you to say, anyway. Needless to say he quit on the spot.

‘____?’ You turn and see Johnny, your manager, making his way over to you with a cute guy in tow. ‘This is Jaemin. Jaemin, this is ____. He’s the new weekend Mickey regular. I need you to show him around Toontown discreetly,’ He gives you a pointed look to remind you that your characters aren’t supposed to talk. ‘And then you can camp out in Mickey’s House until the attractions close.’

You smile at Jaemin and he smiles back sheepishly as Johnny walks away without another word. Jaemin has arguably the prettiest smile you’ve ever seen, accompanied by the prettiest lips and the prettiest - is that too many ‘pretty’s? -  twinkling eyes and you can wholeheartedly say you have no problem showing him around ‘discreetly’.

‘Hi, Jaemin.’ You say, suddenly aware of your current state of half-dress with your suit still unzipped and bunched around your waist. You catch him glancing at your exposed top-half and quickly zip up the back before clearing your throat and gesturing towards the locker opposite yours. ‘Mickey’s suit is usually kept in there.’

‘Uh, thanks.’ He turns quickly before looking back at you, clearly not wanting to ask you to leave but not wanting to change in front of you.

‘Meet you outside?’ You take the hint and stand up, grabbing Minnie’s head and placing it over your own.

He nods gratefully and you leave.

‘You’ll have to get used to that, you know.’ You say quietly as he joins you. For a late Saturday afternoon in the summer, the park isn’t as busy as usual; only the occasional family loiters in Toontown, though in the distance you can see the beginnings of a crowd forming in front of Sleeping Beauty’s castle in preparation for the fireworks as the sun begins to set.

‘Used to what?’

‘To seeing other cast members undressed and to them seeing you undressed.’ You say simply, waving to a child with a short brown bob and bucket hat that’s walking towards you as you head slowly from the staff area towards Goofy’s Playhouse. The child stops and asks both of you for your autographs, something that every Disney cast member has to perfect before they get to wear their suit.

‘Right,’ He mutters when she leaves. ‘What happened to the guy before me?’

You glance at him from the corner of your eye, momentarily forgetting you can’t see his face. ‘What’ve you heard?’

‘Nothing, why?’

You sigh. ‘He was jumped by some asshole teenagers. You don’t need to worry, though,’ You add quickly at his sharp intake of breath. ‘You aren’t dressed as Donald Duck so you should be fine.’ You joke.

He laughs slightly at that. ‘Who thought dressing up as a kids’ character could be so dangerous?’

‘Oh, you have no idea.’ You laugh, a little too loudly, drawing more attention to yourself than usual but automatically correct your pitch to match Minnie Mouse’s. You wave at the kids that turn to look at you and they hurry over, asking to take pictures. After they run back to their parents, you turn to Jaemin and ask, ‘So, why did you apply for the job?’

‘Wow, it’s like a second interview.’ You shake your head, mumbling a quick apology. ‘I’ve never actually been to Disneyland before, and you know,’ He gestures his hand aimlessly. ‘This is supposed to be The Most Magical Place on Earth’ - he quotes - ‘so, I guess I wanted to experience the magic firsthand.’

‘That’s Magic Kingdom.’ You correct automatically.

‘Huh?’

‘That’s Magic Kingdom’s motto. Ours is ‘The Happiest Place on Earth’.’

‘Huh. I guess there is a difference, then.’

‘Of course there’s a difference. Magic Kingdom isn’t nearly as good as Disneyland.’ You say simply.

Jaemin snorts. ‘I’m sorry I offended you.’

‘Anyway,’ You say, ‘If you’re looking for a magical experience, you’re coming at it from the wrong angle.’

‘Exactly how bad is it to work here?’ He questions, though you can hear a hint of amusement in his tone.

‘The best I can give you is unforgettable.’ You would explain to him the number of times you’ve caught both members of the public and workers having sex in various places including on various rides, and how Haunted Mansion is notorious for having people leave their loved one’s ashes in it despite the fact they just get vaccumed up, but it’s only his first day and you don’t want to scare him off.

‘Gotcha.’ He merely says and you continue on to show him the Chip ‘n’ Dale Treehouse, your favorite place in Toontown. At night, the treehouse is lit in such a way as to make it whimsical, the ragged branches no longer menacing as they are during the daytime. You can’t complain at the fact that it’s quiet due to the fact that most people overlook it, either, instead mistaking it as decoration and not an actual attraction that you can go in.

This makes it the perfect place to hide out in the nighttime, when people are busy with the most popular attractions and has made it sort of an escape to you. Well, that and it’s given you a bad back.

You pause in front of Mickey’s House. ‘This is your crib,’ you joke. ‘Are you ready for your first official shift?’ You say, feigning drama in your tone.

‘Oh, gee, Minnie, I sure am!’ He replies in Mickey’s tone, emulating it perfectly and making both of you crack up.

‘I have to warn you, though, expect your arm to go dead within the first few minutes from all the waving.’

‘Noted. This job isn’t going to give me carpal tunnel syndrome, is it?’ He asks, only half serious.

‘No, but it may make you hate kids.’

He chokes, but before he can say anything in reply, a small boy who looks about four illustrates your point by pulling down his denim shorts and taking a dump right on the tarmac next to the hideous grey mouse-shaped letterbox.

You can read Jaemin’s horror in his speechlessness as you merely sigh and pull out your radio to call in, ‘We have a code Pooh outside Mickey’s House, over.’

As you walk in your front door to your shared apartment with your roommate, Ailee, you catch her and her boyfriend, Sam, making out on the couch in the living room. You two met in the first week of uni when you both ended up at some frat party that you hated and hit it off.

‘Ew, gross, guys. You have a bedroom, you know.’ You say, throwing your bag on the coffee table and slumping down on the couch next to them, sinking into the plush white cushions.

Ailee merely throws her head back and laughs before saying, ‘Tell me all about it.’

You frown. ‘About what?’

She tuts at you impatiently. ‘Work, duh. Everyday you come home it’s been a bad day,’ She plays with a few strands of your hair comfortingly. ‘So, tell me about it.’

You scrunch your nose up. ‘Nothing out of the ordinary happened.’ You say simply, looking at your nails.

Sam laughs. ‘Even I know you look at your nails when you’re lying, ____.’

Your mouth falls open in shock, offended. ‘I do not.’ You insist and scowl internally.

‘You do,’ Ailee agrees. ‘But it’s okay, that doesn’t matter right now. What’s the juicy story for today?’

You roll your eyes. ‘I’m glad my misery is so entertaining. The only thing that’s different is that there’s a new weekend Mickey regular.’

Ailee and Sam share a pointed look. ‘And?’ She asks, drawing out the syllable.

‘And he’s cute. I guess.’ You add as an afterthought.

Ailee snorts. ‘You guess?’

You groan. ‘Okay, he’s cute, period.’ You concede.

‘So, ask him out.’

‘Can’t. It’s against the rules.’ You mumble.

She gives you an exasperated look. ‘____, sweetie, you’re the most lax person with a job still in the whole park. What’s one date to you that nobody knows about?’

You bite your lip. She does have a point. You think about how cute Jaemin was when he was nervous to greet the kids at the House and hide your grin.

‘She’d have to actually see him again, though, right?’ Sam interjects, interrupting your daydream.

‘Sam, don’t be such a Debby downer.’ Ailee whines.

Whilst it’s true that cast members in a couple usually split up, you doubt they would make Jaemin do his second shift on his own. Resolving to pluck up the courage to ask him out, you go to bed that night apprehensive about the following day.

Apparently God is punishing you for some unknown reason, because you don’t see Jaemin at all that day, or the week after. In fact, you don’t even catch a glimpse of him or the big round ears that are telling of Mickey’s character.

Eve informs you that Johnny teamed him up with Goofy for ‘variety’, meanwhile you’re being sent over to Soarin’ in Grizzly Peak, the most boring area in the whole park due to its unpopularity. You can’t help but worry slightly about Jaemin, though, thinking of the previous time you saw Daniel, Goofy’s actor, when he pulled a flask from seemingly nowhere inside his costume and took a long, deep drink before heading back out, slightly stumbling.

Before you step out, Bella, the girl who plays Cinderella (no, the irony is not lost on you), stops you and says, ‘Oh, ____, I heard the new Mickey Mouse arrived yesterday. Fingers crossed you don’t scare him into quitting, too.’ Ever since you auditioned for the part of Cinderella and lost it to her, Bella has taken to rubbing your inferiority in your face every chance she gets.

You roll your eyes and Eve says back, ‘Oh, fuck off, Bella,’ She turns to you. ‘She’s just jealous ‘cause she thinks he’s cute and he hasn’t even acknowledged her yet.’

You snort as Bella narrows her eyes and stomps away as best she can in her flimsy costume heels.

‘He was asking after you when he came in earlier, you know.’ Eve says.

‘Jaemin was?’

She hums before saying, ‘He looked so disappointed to be paired up with Goofy.’

You feel the blood rushing to your face as you smile. ‘Really?’

Eve looks at you knowingly. ‘Yep, said he wanted to thank you for being so understanding yesterday since no one wants to babysit the newbee.’

‘I’d happily babysit the newbee anytime if they looked like that.’ You say and Eve laughs.

Whilst you’re at the most boring attraction in the park, the day is still no less than eventful. You encounter a child stuck in a tree trying to skip the line for Anna and Elsa’s Royal Welcome on your way to the bathroom due to the nearest one being blocked off. After you manage to actually use the bathroom, you’re surprised to see Elsa herself there, half-dressed at the sink and you can’t help but wonder if that’s the reason the line is so long. To top it all off, one of the only times you manage to fill the ride at Soarin’, you notice a couple getting on while holding a backpack that’s moving and alert the ride operators. When they finally report back to you that there was a six-month-old baby in there, they have to convince you not to ring child protective services.

After you slam your locker closed in the deserted dressing room, you sink down on the rigid bench, putting your head in your hands and massaging your growing headache.

‘____,’ A voice starts and you jump, looking up to see Johnny standing above you, clipboard in hand. He barely gives you a second glance when he startles you, instead pretending not to notice and continuing, ‘I need you next Friday for a grad night.’

You groan. Grad nights are the worst events Disneyland continuously puts on, in the past coming second only to Nights of Joy, the annual Christian festival, before it was cancelled for good. Even the managers rejoiced in the abolition of Nights of Joy. ‘Can’t you find someone else to be Minnie? Everyone knows how bad grad nights are.’

Johnny sighs. ‘Fine, then. I’ll put you on watching the cameras for Star Tours with Jaemin.’

You ignore the way you want to immediately jump on the chance for some one-on-one time with Jaemin and raise an eyebrow. ‘Aren’t you not supposed to do that? You know, because he’s new and I’m not trained in…’ You trail off at the glare he’s giving you and purse your lips, nodding your head in acceptance.

‘Great, thanks.’ He says sarcastically and walks out.

At least the next time you return to Hell on Earth it won’t be in a Minnie costume.

You feel strange as you unlock and push open the door to the CCTV monitor room. If you had to put money on it, you would say it’s because this isn’t your job and you technically shouldn’t be here, but you’re not much of a gambler.

The heavy metal door gives way, opening to a small room with roughly fifty monitors, each displaying the Star Tours ride, the attraction itself as a whole and the surrounding area. You note the odd statue opposite the entrance that you don’t remember the name of - the satellites surrounding a distinct shape that is rocket-like. You shake your head internally at the sight. Why are the only pretty decorations reserved for Fantasyland?

You also note the dim red lighting and frown in confusion as your eyes land on Jaemin, sitting in an office chair in front of the wall of screens, wearing the same uniform consisting of a pale blue shirt and black trousers as you, except wearing it a hundred times better.

He turns upon your entrance, smiling as he takes in your attire. ‘I thought I’d set the mood with some lighting.’ He grins cheekily.

‘Oh?’ You say, stepping into the room, locking the door behind you. ‘What mood is that exactly?’

His smile grows wider as he says, ‘Adventure. We’re in for a night, so I hear.’

You groan, ‘You’ll wish you never agreed to doing this.’ You make your way to the chair next to his, sitting down on the flat cushion and leaning back.

‘How bad can it really be? These are literally a bunch of eighteen-year-olds who aren’t of legal drinking age yet and they’re supervised.’

You shook your head in mock sympathy. ‘Sweet, sweet, naive boy,’ You say. ‘Now you’ve jinxed it.’ You eye his coffee cup and wrinkle your nose in distaste at the black liquid. It looks like you’re staring into the pits of Hell. ‘What is that atrocity?’

He follows your gaze and laughs. ‘It’s coffee. Wanna try some?’ He maintains eye contact as he takes a sip and then offers it to you.

‘God, no. I have self-respect.’

He places it back down next to an intimidating set of controls, a hint of amusement in his eyes. ‘Also, I wanted to say thank you for the other week. For showing me around and stuff.’ He looks down shyly.

‘Oh, it’s, um, no problem. How have you been coping?’ You ask slightly awkwardly, not knowing what to do at his sudden personality flip-flop.

‘It’s a lot harder than I imagined it to be, honestly. I thought the worst that could happen would be screaming children and impatient parents.’ He admits.

You nod. ‘I thought the same when I first started last year. Little did I know the Karens were the least of my problems.’

He laughs breathily. ‘Tell me about it. I don’t know how you’ve managed to last so long.’

You shrug, embarrassed. ‘I just like making the kids’ day I guess.’

He coos and you push him lightly, smiling. ‘Why don’t we play a game?’ He asks, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

You narrow your own eyes. ‘What kind of game?’

‘Hmm,’ He pretends to think, tapping his chin. ‘How about twenty-one questions?’

‘Okay,’ You say slowly. ‘What are our rules going to be?’

He smirks. ‘You only get one get-out-of-jail card. And if you use it, you have to do what the other person says.’

You sigh. ‘Fine. Then, follow-up questions to your answers don’t count.’

‘Deal. I’ll go first,’ At your mildly worried look, he says, ‘Don’t worry, I’ll go easy on you. What are you studying in uni?’

‘Business and management.’ You say instantly, and he looks intrigued. ‘It was either that or English lit, and my parents weren’t too keen on me studying that.’

He frowns. ‘Why not?’

You avoid eye contact as you answer. ‘They’re both doctors,’ You clear your throat. ‘Are you in uni?’ You love your parents with all your heart but sometimes you wish they would just be happy with you being happy.

He takes the hint and moves on. ‘Yeah, I’m actually doing photography.’ He says, scratching the back of his neck.

Your head perks up. ‘Really? That’s so cool. My roommate is studying photography, too. Is that what you want to do after you graduate?’

His face relaxes. ‘I’m not really sure, to be honest. I just know it’s something I’m passionate about, you know?’ At your nod of encouragement, he continues, ‘There’s just something so amazing about capturing a moment forever in a way that really brings out its true beauty.’

You give him a small smile. ‘That sounds really special.’

He shrugs, though you can tell he appreciates it. ‘Anyway, it’s your turn to answer. Do you have a boyfriend?’

If you were drinking something, you’re sure you would have choked. ‘I-no?’

He looks slightly put out. ‘Is it complicated?’

You shake your head, maybe a little too hard. ‘No, sorry, you just caught me off guard. No, I don’t have a boyfriend.’ He looks instantly brighter. ‘Why, are you asking me out?’ You tease.

He blushes. ‘I mean, uh, I, um-’

‘Oh my God,’ You laugh, though you feel disappointed. ‘It’s okay, I was only joking. Ouch.’ You’re almost glad you didn’t get a chance to ask him out and make things awkward between the two of you. Maybe not seeing him for two weeks was a sign from the universe not to fuck up.

‘I didn’t mean it like that, oh God, I’m sorry.’ He groans and buries his face in his hands.

You tap him playfully on the shoulder. ‘It’s fine,’ You can’t help but feel hurt. Why did he ask you if he doesn’t care whether you have one or not? Maybe you’re just reading too much into it. ‘My turn, anyway. What’s traumatized you the most since working here?’

‘Learning that when cast members say ‘have a Disney day’ they really mean ‘fuck you’.’

You throw your head back and laugh. ‘That’s my favorite. Although as far as things go, that’s pretty vanilla.’

‘Maybe I’m a vanilla guy.’ He teases, and you can’t help but let your mind wander to an image of him hovering over you, reaching up to intertwine your hands together as he moans sweetly in your ear and you feel your face heat up.

‘So you’re admitting you’re boring.’ You joke halfheartedly, almost off-beat.

He places his hand over his heart in mock hurt. ‘That was uncalled for. Alright then, little miss kinky, where’s the most daring place you’ve had sex?’

Your eyes widen comically. ‘I-’ You glance at the monitors and see two figures in the back row of the mostly deserted ride, one hunched over with their head in the lap of what you make out to be a guy judging by the other figure’s movements. ‘Oh my God, no!’ You cry and fumble for the microphone.

‘What? What is it?’ Jaemin asks, his eyes searching. You can tell the moment he sees what you’re seeing, because he instantly cracks up laughing.

‘It’s not funny,’ You whine, pressing the red button on the microphone and saying as firmly as you can as monotonous as you can, ‘This is a family-friendly ride. Please refrain from scarring’ - you hiss and the figure has the decency to bolt upright and you see that they’re a girl - ‘the camera operators and fellow riders. Thank you.’ The others on the ride look around in confusion, and you can see the girl turn to say something to the boy. Judging by the way she gestures, it’s safe to assume it’s something biting.

‘I thought you said this happens all the time.’ Jaemin says once he’s calmed down enough to make the words out.

‘It does,’ You keep your eye on the couple, the guy wearing a smug grin as he zips up his trousers and the girl looking meek and embarrassed. Good. Public indecency is no joke. ‘But that doesn’t make it any less gross. This is a kids’ park for goodness sake.’

‘But there aren’t any kids around.’

You give him an exasperated look. ‘Well, I would never be okay with doing it on a ride in public.’

He licks his lips and you follow the movement only slightly too closely. ‘So when I asked where the most risky place you’ve had sex is…’ He trails off, smirking.

‘You can cross a literal children’s park from the list of possibilities, and proudly so.’ You say stubbornly. ‘Please don’t tell me you have.’ You rush to say upon seeing his face.

‘I haven’t.’ He says slowly, crossing his arms over his chest and sitting back in his chair, spreading his legs. You wish they didn’t look so inviting. You wait for him to elaborate, but he doesn’t.

‘But?’ You probe.

‘But nothing,’ He says simply. ‘So, are you gonna answer my question or are you gonna forfeit?’

You scowl at him. ‘What do you want if I do?’ You can feel your pulse racing in both excitement and fear but you keep your face blank.

His eyes shine as he leans forward, bracing his elbows on his thighs. ‘I don’t know yet.’

You swallow at his suggestive tone. ‘Fine, I’ll tell you,’ You concede, and he seems to not know whether to be pleased or disappointed. ‘My ex was a bit of an exhibitionist. He, um, you know, touched me when we went to see a movie.’

Jaemin raises an eyebrow, but you miss the glint in his gaze. ‘I thought you weren’t down for doing it in kids’ places.’

‘We were watching Paranormal Activity.’ You say flatly.

‘And?’

‘And it’s rated eighteen plus!’ You defend.

‘Is that the furthest you’ve gone in public? No compromising positions? No p in the-’

You cut him off hurriedly before he can go any further. ‘I’ve just never done it anywhere risky,’ You sigh dramatically. ‘I think I’m vanilla, too.’

He laughs loudly. ‘You don’t have to say it like it’s a bad thing. Anyway, I never said I was vanilla.’

You frown. ‘Earlier, you did.’

‘Did I? Maybe I was just saying it to tease you.’ He smiles a wide, boyish smile, completely contradicting what he’s implying with his words.

‘Oh?’ You say breathlessly. ‘Well, okay then.’

‘Don’t believe me?’

‘I-what? I never said-’

‘Would you rather I show you?’ He offers and your breath hitches as you meet his intense eyes. The warm brown seems darker and he glances at your chest as you breathe deeply. You can’t believe he said that. In the short time you’ve known him, you’re taken aback at how quickly he can switch between shyness and confidence.

When you merely stare back at him, not knowing what to say, he stands up and closes the short distance between the two of you so that his knee grazes your own as he stands above you. ‘____,’ He says, a slight rasp in his voice. ‘I need you to say it if you want this.’

You swallow and whisper, ‘Yes.’

He cups your face with his hand, his thumb softly stroking your cheek as he brings his lips down upon yours. You lift your own hand to hold his wrist which is currently beside your face and use the other one to grip onto the arm of the chair to ground yourself in the moment.

You let loose a small whimper as he glides his tongue across your bottom lip, and you part your lips to allow it in. He grips you tighter before he pulls away from your mouth to trail wet kisses across your jaw. ‘Guess you ended up tasting my coffee, anyway, hm?’ He whispers lowly into your ear before pecking it and you shudder, with both pleasure and laughter.

‘I guess so.’ You look into his eyes and see the pure hunger that makes you squeeze your thighs together.

Jaemin notices and pulls you up gently, pushing your hips into the desk with the monitors above it. Taking the hint, you spread your legs to give him room to stand between them, and he praises a quick, ‘Atta girl’, before leaning back down to reconnect your lips. You now take note of the slight hint of coffee on his tongue this time but you don’t care as you impatiently and desperately kiss him back and wrap your arms around his neck, bringing him closer. His hand ghosts up your thigh, making you shiver in his arms. He slowly moves to unbutton your bottoms, giving you time to stop him.

In response, however, you whine at what feels like his teasing and unbutton and unzip them yourself, causing him to chuckle as he pulls away. ‘Are you impatient, baby?’ You swoon internally at the pet name and nod, biting your lip.

‘Please,’ You manage. ‘Want you to touch me.’

He moans and slides his fingers into your underwear, not wanting to tease you over them after you asked so nicely. He grins as his fingers slide in your arousal and says, ‘You’re so wet already. Do you want me to make you come all over my fingers?’

‘Fuck, yes.’ You breathe.

His eyes drink in your rapidly rising chest and the utter desire written all over your face as he gently slides a finger inside you. ‘So tight and wet. How are you gonna take my cock if you’re this tight, hm?’ You whine and he eases a second finger in and starts thrusting at a pace that makes you arch your back. 

Your hand flies to his bicep, feeling the way it flexes under your fingertips as he scissors his fingers inside of you. His thumb finds your clit and rubs hard circles into it, the pressure being just enough to make your toes curl. You lean into him and rest your head on his shoulder, pressing a swift kiss to the juncture between it and his neck. You marvel at the way goosebumps rise upon your touch and the way your breaths feel huffing against his rapidly heating skin. You can smell the faint scent of earthiness and wood from his cologne, which you take a deep breath of and breathe in his aroma as your hand winds itself in his hair and tugs when a particular deep surge of his fingers hits a spot that makes your brain go fuzzy.

‘Jaemin.’ You moan and he all but growls.    

‘That’s it, baby, say my name. Are you close? Wanna see your face when I make you cum.’ His words weigh down your lower stomach like a ton of bricks, furthering you along in your chase to find your release. He nudges your clit deliciously, teasing you by rubbing around it every now and then, pulling you away only to bring you back with ten times the sensitivity and it’s enough to push you closer to the edge faster than when you touch yourself.

You feel the coil in your stomach tightening as you nod to answer his question and unbutton your top enough to fit your hand into your bra, your fingers finding your nipple and rolling it between them. You lift your face from his shoulder and stare into the seemingly pitless black of his eyes as they’re stuck to your face and the changes in your expression as he brings you to the edge. ‘Yes, don’t stop, please.’ You manage. His features are hard to make out in the dim lighting, but you notice the way his eyes zero in on your hand stuffed into your bra and it’s when he picks up the pace, fucking his fingers into you harder that you finally let go. Your eyes roll back and your grip on his arm tightens as you moan his name like a mantra.

He takes his fingers out after riding you through your high and makes eye contact as he sucks his fingers clean. ‘Mm, sweet.’ He teases.

You hide behind your hands in embarrassment and he laughs as he pries them away from your face. ‘You gonna let me bend you over this desk, now?’ He grins.

You nod meekly, your legs trembling as you stand up to your full height. Jaemin unbuttons your blouse as you return the gesture on him, pushing his shirt open to run your fingers down the ridges in his stomach. You teasingly flick your thumbs over his nipples and he gasps, to which you smirk and repeat the motion, causing him to moan and you bite your lip at the sound. ‘Sensitive, are you?’

He slaps your ass playfully in response, pulling your trousers and underwear down in one go. You reach behind you and unclip your bra as you step out of the pool of clothing at your feet, pulling it down your arms slowly. He opens his mouth to make a remark, but decides against it as your breasts come into view. He sucks in a breath and reaches up, tugging your left nipple that’s standing to attention. ‘You’re perfect.’ He says, taking in your figure.

You smile, hearing the sincerity in his voice. ‘I want to see you, too.’ You pout, pulling on his belt loops so that he’s even closer and then reaching down to undo them.

He helps you by unbuckling his belt and letting his trousers drop to the floor. You reach into his underwear and run your fingers down his length before wrapping your hand around it and moving it up and down. He throws his head back and you kiss down his neck, tasting the bittersweet salt of his sweat and the natural flavour of his skin. You pull him out of his underwear and begin to pick up the pace but all too soon he puts his hand over yours, halting you.

‘I want to come inside you.’ He phrases it like a question and you nod, turning around and bending over the desk. His hands smooth over the flesh of your ass as he says, ‘You look so good like this.’ Jaemin runs his length between your lips to lube himself and then situates himself so that he’s pressing against your entrance. ‘Ready?’

‘Yes. Please, Jaemin.’ You push your hips back so he gets the hint.

‘That never gets old,’ He pushes himself in steadily and you gasp at the stretch and how satisfying it feels. ‘Been wanting to hear you moan my name since the first day.’

You moan as he thrusts into you, hard and fast. His pace is almost bruising, the way he grips your hips assures you that you’ll feel a smattering of fingertip-shaped soreness tomorrow when you run your fingers over the area. ‘Me too.’ You say in between breaths. He reaches up to roll your bud between his fingers and you whine; your hand travels between your legs to rub your clit. It jumps a little from sensitivity but you keep at it until you just feel pure, white-hot pleasure.

‘Fuck!’ He shouts as you clench around him once he hits a spot that has you grasping his wrist. ‘You feel so fucking good,’ He praises, kissing up your back until he’s whispering in your ear, ‘So. Fucking. Good.’ In between thrusts. You shudder and turn your head, capturing his lips in yours. The kiss is messy but neither of you can bring yourselves to care, too lost in the feeling and taste of each other to pay it any mind. The sound of your hips connecting fills the small room, echoing as it bounces off the walls until your head is filled with his moans and his skin on yours and just Jaemin, Jaemin, Jaemin.

You feel yourself hovering over the edge almost embarrassingly quick and you cry out, ‘I’m so close.’

‘Yeah? Gonna come all over my cock like a good girl?’ He says huskily and you bite your lip and nod. You never would’ve guessed the timid boy you met on the first day who looked so innocent as the new guy had such a dirty mouth. It makes you shiver all over, loving the way his words caress your skin and make your nipples stand to an impossible hardness.

‘Yeah. Wanna be good for you.’

He groans. ‘You are, baby, you’re so good for me.’ At his words, you feel yourself come undone and your legs shake from the effort of holding you up. Jaemin whines as you clench around him sporadically, your breaths coming out in ragged puffs. You swear the sound pushes you harder for longer, wanting to do everything you can to hear him make such a pretty noise again.

‘Wait,’ You say, and he stops immediately. ‘I’m too sensitive. I can’t-’ Your voice cracks.

‘Can’t what, ____? Do you want me to stop?’ You can hear the genuine concern laced in his words.

‘No, well, yes,’ You huff and turn around, letting him slide out of you and you internally cringe at the feeling of him brushing against your sensitive walls. ‘Come here.’ You reach for his hands and pull him back over to you, closing the distance he put between you after you turned around. He looks confused as you smile lazily and kiss him sloppily, your hand moving between his legs to grab him at the base and squeezing him.

He moans and breaks off the kiss. ‘____, if you want to stop-’ You shush him as you drop to your knees and his eyes light up as you lean in to kiss the tip of him lovingly.

You trail your tongue from base to tip and take him in your mouth, suckling the head.

He curses. ‘Please don’t tease, I’m so close already.’

You relent, opening your mouth as wide as you can and sinking down to fit as much of him as you can. What doesn’t fit, you stroke with your hand. You can just about fit your hand around his girth and you can taste yourself on him, something you never thought you’d like but in that moment nothing could be hotter. He fists his hands in your hair, tugging slightly to make you look up at him. When you do, you moan around him at the sight - teeth tugging on his lower lip as he lets out moans here and there when you pay extra attention to the tip and his head thrown back, baring the honey-colored skin of his neck to your hungry eyes. He finally looks down at you and you’re close enough to hear his breath hitch as he watches you take him in and out of your mouth in a trance. You twist and tug him in a way that has his thigh twitching next to your head and so you place your hands on them and take him into your throat.

It’s when you simultaneously fondle his balls that he lets out a quiet ‘fuck’, followed by an ‘I’m coming’ and thrusts shallowly, causing tears to spring in your eyes. He releases into your mouth and you swallow it down and clean him off, earning that whimper that makes your clit throb.

Jaemin pulls you to your feet and into a kiss that you both commit to; one that’s passionate and slow as you calm both of your racing hearts and come down from the high of intimacy. You know he can taste himself on you, but he doesn’t hesitate to give his all. When he breaks away, he leans his forehead against yours, leaving wet kisses all over your face and you giggle. He runs his hands up your arms and says, ‘So, can I take you on a date now?’

You look into his eyes and nod, feeling suddenly shy at his vulnerable stare. ‘Yeah, I’d like that.’

‘So,’ He says casually, pulling you in closer by wrapping his arms around your shoulders. ‘Is this officially the weirdest place you’ve had sex?’

You gasp and slap his chest lightly but he just cackles in return, pulling you back into him.

[nineteenninety-six]

Disneyworld

Request: Can you do a Pedro Pascal imagine where him, his wife, and their child go out to like Disneyland and fans see them. Xx

A/N: I literally know nothing about Disneyworld so everything in here is from research so I’m sorry if it’s wrong. I’m English and I think the only time I’ve been to Disneyworld in Florida was for my 5th birthday and I’m turning 21 this year so lol but I still have the Minnie Mouse plushie that I got from there which is pretty cool. I went to the Disney California Adventure Park place back in 2017 and I just remember it being boring so I’m sorry again. 

This is the longest fic I’ve posted on here and it’s 3k of just domestic Pedro fluff, not that I’m complaining. It’s also half two in the morning so excuse the mistakes pls

WORD COUNT: 3219

“Woah…”

Ximena was slack-jawed with amazement as she walked through main street in the Magical Kingdom park. Tightly gripping the hand of her papá like she had been instructed to, Ximena was in a state of wonder, constantly turning her head from side to side trying to take in as much as she could.

Pedro had decided a small holiday was in order for the family and planned a week away down at Florida, along with a weekend trip to Disneyworld. Him and (Y/N) had decided to keep the trip to Disneyworld a secret from their daughter, wanting to surprise her, they had even booked a room in one of the resort hotels for the weekend and the excited squeals and gasps that escaped her when she saw the Walt Disney sign as they drove in, made it worth it. After dumping their bags and slipping Ximena in a Princess Tiana dress, her favourite princess, the family left their resort room and made their way into the theme park.

As they approached Cinderella’s Castle Ximena gasped at the sight of it, looking up excitedly at her father, “Papá look!”

Pedro himself was quite amazed at the famous castle, “Wanna take a picture in front of it with mamá?”

Ximena enthusiastically nodded and turned towards her mother with her arms stretched out, asking to be carried. (Y/N) picked her up and placed her on her hip before moving to stand in front of the castle and each of them put on their biggest smiles for the camera. Pedro couldn’t help but admire his family as he took the photo, remembering how lucky he was to have them.

“Papá, you now!” Ximena chimed as she and (Y/N) returned to Pedro’s side and checked out the photo he had taken.

“Of course, mi princesa.” Pedro swung his daughter up and pressed a kiss to her cheek before moving to where his wife stood not so long ago and smiling wildly at the camera.

Before he could walk back to (Y/N) he saw someone approach her and make vague gestures with their hands making (Y/N) nod and smile enthusiastically before she passed them her phone and skipped over to her husband and daughter.

“They offered to take a photo of all three of us!” (Y/N) told Pedro, causing him to nod in understanding.

The three of them with Ximena in the middle smiled as the kind stranger took their photo, Pedro grateful that they had managed to get a photo of all three of them.

After thanking the stranger, they moved on from the castle and made their way to the Princess Fairytale Hall. Luckily for them, the line was short and in no time they were in the hall and making their way over to a certain princess. Ximena let out a quiet shriek once she spotted Princess Tiana, looking up at her parents to confirm what she was seeing was real and when they nodded the little girl wiggled in her spot excitedly, making her parents laugh.

Ximena was star-struck when Princess Tiana waved her forward, the little girl suddenly becoming shy but the princess quickly made her comfortable and soon enough she was smiling and giggling. Pedro took about a hundred photos of the interaction, absolutely loving to see his daughter so happy.  Ximena was sad when their moment was up and they had to leave but the promise of going on rides and meeting the other princesses over the weekend the little girl became chipper again.

The family walked through the park, stopping and taking photos at random intervals, enjoying the warm Floridian weather.

“Wait here for just a moment.” Pedro told his family before he dipped into one of the many stores that were around them.

The mother and daughter looked at each other in confusion before bursting in giggles,

“Your daddy’s a bit silly isn’t he?” (Y/N) asked as she bent down in front of her daughter and brushed her hair back.

Ximena giggled again, “He’s really really silly.”

“Hey, I heard that!” (Y/N) looked up and saw Pedro with a faux frown on his face.

Pedro had returned without his family noticing and caught the end of their conversation. Ximena opened her mouth to apologize but her eyes caught on the bag that Pedro was holding,

“Whaddya get?”

“Nothing because you and mamá were so mean to me.” Pedro pouted.

Ximena pouted at his words, an exact replica of her father’s pout, “Lo siento papá!”

Pedro bent down in front of his daughter, “I suppose if I get a kiss and hug, I can forgive you…”

Ximena jumped into her father’s arms, pressing a kiss to his cheek before tightly wrapping her arms around his neck, “Lo siento papá.”

“Te quiero, princesa” Pedro murmured as Ximena pulled away from the hug.

“I love you too, papa.” She beamed, “And mamá too.”

(Y/N) smiled down at her daughter, “I love you too hunnybun.”

Pedro dug into the bag he was carry and pulled out a Minnie Mouse ear headband and held it out for his daughter who looked at it with wide eyes,

“For me?”

“Of course princesa” Pedro gently placed the headband on his daughter’s head and adjusted so it sat comfortably before taking a photo and showing it to his daughter. “Do you like it?”

“Uh-huh! It’s so pretty.”

“I got one for me and mamá too.” Pedro pulled out another Minnie Mouse headband and placed it one his wife’s head before pulling out a Mickey Mouse and putting it on his own head, “Now we match!”

(Y/N) could tell there were still some things left in the bag and swiped it before Pedro could stop her. She laughed when she peered into the bag and saw several other headbands and hats in there, “Did you buy out the whole shop or something?”

“It was hard to choose just one so I got several.” Pedro looked slightly embarrassed before he started to pull out the different hat’s he had bought.

“See, this one is just so cute, I couldn’t not buy it” Pedro had pulled out a pink sparkling headband that had a pink, teal and purple veil along with a fairy in the middle of the headband.

“It’s so pretty.” Ximena gasped, reaching out to touch the veil.

“You can wear it tomorrow if you want?” Pedro offered, immediately getting a nod from his daughter.

Pedro then pulled out a ‘UP’ themed headband, “This one is for you mi amor, I know it’s your favourite Disney film.”

(Y/N) blushed at the gesture, “Thank you, Pedro.”

“I also got this!” Pedro then pulled out a BB-8 ear hat. “You know I had to.”

He had bought a couple more sequined headbands along with a doughnut themed Minnie Mouse one and a Chewbacca ear hat. (Y/N) chided him for buying so much but he made an excuse that they’ll give them to friends and family but (Y/N) didn’t believe him knowing that he had bought them for Ximena but she didn’t speak on it, secretly finding it very cute.

With their headbands secured on their heads and the extras Pedro’s bought tucked safely in his bag, the family made their way towards the Dumbo Flying Elephant ride. (Y/N) decided to stand with their belongings and record them, while Pedro rode the ride with Ximena, she could hear the laughter from both Ximena and Pedro as they went round and round, causing her to smile too. Ximena ran straight into her arms as they exited the ride,

“Did you have fun?” (Y/N) asked, fixing her daughters headband.

Ximena nodded, “We went reallyyy high”

(Y/N) gasped, “Was it scary?” “Papá was there so it wasn’t scary at all!” Pedro beamed at the praise.

They had gone on ‘it’s a small ride’, ‘Mad Tea Party’ and the Prince Charming Carrousel before Ximena had passed out in her father’s arms, exhausted from her day so far.

“It’s still early.” (Y/N) said after she checked her phone, it was half-past one in the afternoon, they had been there since opening, “We can go back to the villa, let her nap and have some lunch before we go to Hollywood Studios?”

Pedro agreed and they took the bus back to their resort, both of them glad for the chance to rest their feet. When they got into their villa, they placed Ximena in the bed after taking off her shoes and Princess Tiana dress and started to make lunch, just some simple sandwiches and even though their plan was to stay awake until Ximena woke up and then go to Hollywood Studios they both ended up falling asleep on the sofa after they ate.

They both woke up with a gasp when Ximena cried out for them, scared after she had woken up in an unfamiliar place without her parents around,

“Papá! Mamá!” Ximena cried out.

(Y/N) shot up from the couch and headed towards the bedroom, Pedro right behind her. She climbed onto the bed and pulled her daughter into arms, pressing kisses over her head to comfort her, “I’m sorry sugar, papá and mamá are here.”

Ximena sniffled and snuggled closer to her mother, Pedro had sat next to her on the bed and ran a comforting hand against his daughters back.

“You’re okay, princesa.” Pedro comforted.

Ximena calmed down and pulled away, wiping her tears away before she shifted over to her father, wanting to be picked up,

“You hungry?”

Ximena nodded and the family of three left the bedroom and headed towards the kitchen. Whilst Pedro got Ximena sorted, (Y/N) made her and Pedro some coffee knowing that they both needed it.

“Nice?” (Y/N) asked as she sat the coffee mugs down on the table. Ximena nodded and swallowed her mouthful before she spoke, “Juice?”

“Ah, of course, silly mama forgot.” (Y/N) picked up a carton of apple juice and gave it to her daughter.

She moved to go sit in the chair next to Pedro but the man grabbed her waist and pulled her onto his lap instead making her let out a surprised oof. (Y/N) looked over her shoulder and saw Pedro giving her a cheeky smile causing her to turn on his lap to face him,

“You got something to say?” (Y/N) grinned

“Just that I love you” Pedro wiggled his eyebrows and tightened his grip on (Y/N)’s waist.

“You love me? I must be lucky.” (Y/N) quipped

“So lucky.” Pedro removed his hands from her waist and placed them on her face, pulling her down for a kiss.

“Ew!” Ximena exclaimed, causing the couple to pull away from each other and laugh.

“Finish your lunch and then we can go see the new Star Wars exhibit yea?”

Nodding, Ximena got to finishing her sandwich along with the slices of apple Pedro had placed on a plate.

(Y/N) and Pedro drank their coffee and discussed their plans for the next day while Ximena finished eating.

“Done!” Ximena pushed her plate away and took a gulp of her apple juice.

“Toilet and then we can go, okay?”

Ximena nodded and skipped to the bathroom. (Y/N) downed her coffee before tidying up Ximena’s plate and making sure they got everything. Ximena came back and wandered over to her father with her shoes in her hand,

“Help me papá?”

“Of course, ‘mena.” The use of her nickname made Ximena smile as she hopped onto her father’s lap and held her foot out so he could put her shoes on for her.

“Okay, we ready to go?” (Y/N) asked as she left the bathroom. Her husband and daughter nodded and soon they were on their way to Hollywood Studios.

They went on a few Toy Story rides before they headed towards Galaxy’s Edge. As they got closer the more looks they got, people double-taking as they recognized Pedro causing him to get a bit shifty,

“Are you sure you want to go? We might get overwhelmed.” He asked, suddenly nervous.

“It’s fine.” (Y/N) reassured him, “I’m sure most won’t even approach you when they see us with you.”

Pedro nodded but he still looked uncertain. As they walked further into Galaxy’s edge they got more looks and points but just like (Y/N) said, no one had approached him as they saw he was with his family.

They stopped in front of the Millennium Falcon and admired how massive it was before (Y/N) was motioning Pedro and Ximena to stand in front of it so that she could take a picture.

“You should post this one, it’s really cute.” (Y/N) told Pedro as they made their way inside to line up for ‘Millennium Falcon: Smugglers Run’. They were bent of Pedro’s phone looking at the map of Galaxy’s Edge when they heard a strangled, “Oh my god it’s Pedro Pascal!”,

When they turned around they saw it was the person who was stood behind them that spoke and they turned bright red when they had turned around.

“Oh god, I’m so sorry. Ignore me!” The person spluttered.

“Nah, it’s okay.” Pedro laughed, “You wanna picture?”

The person gaped in surprise for a moment before they shook their head, “I couldn’t, you’re with your family.”

“It’s fine, don’t worry.” (Y/N) chimed in with a kind smile, “Let me take the picture.”

The fan hesitated but handed their phone to (Y/N) in the end. Pedro stood next to the person and they posed for the camera, (Y/N) handed the person’s phone back to them and smiled as they let out a thank you.

Ximena had climbed into Pedro’s arms after her legs began to ache so Pedro carried her and they quietly spoke Spanish to each other as they waited in line. (Y/N) understood more Spanish than she spoke it but she loved seeing them speak to each other knowing it was a bonding moment for them. Once it was their turn, Ximena’s energy came back in full force and she was once again bouncing and wiggling.

Ximena was beaming and excitedly chattering after they had left the Millennium Falcon and was in her father’s arms once again, asking if they could watch Clone Wars when they got back to the villa. After Pedro had gotten the role of The Mandalorian he had wanted to get Ximena into the Star Wars universe and love it like he did when he was her age but she was too young to understand the films so he decided to start her off with the cartoons, something she loved.

“Wanna go to the shop and look around?” (Y/N) asked, interrupting their conversation.

They nodded and the three of them headed into the store, Ximena pouting when she didn’t see any The Mandalorian things. They hadn’t let her watch the show but she had seen plenty of photos and just like the rest of the world, she had fallen in love with Baby Yoda,

“They don’t have you papá.”

“I know princesa but look they have BB-8!” Pedro directed her attention to the droid.

They had gotten the BB-8 toy, the sales advisor showing them what the toy could do with a floor example. Ximena had the box wrapped in her arms as they left the store when Pedro had an idea.

“Hey ‘mena, how about we take BB-8 out of the box and we take a photo of you and him in front of the Millennium Falcon and send it to tío Oscar?”

Oscar had been the one to get their little girl obsessed with the little droid in the first place, the girl found it absolutely adorable.

“Okay papá!” Ximena skipped to the ship and posed in front of it with a wild smile and BB-8 in her arms. Pedro took the photo and sent it off to Oscar with the caption, ‘This doesn’t mean anything, she still thinks Baby Yoda is cuter.’

“Mamá, I’m hungry.” Ximena whined as they packed the toy away.

“Okay, we’ll get food soon hunnybun, we’ll go to a place close to the villa alright?” (Y/N) ran her fingers through her daughter’s hair before she pressed a kiss to her head.

Ximena nodded, “Have you got any snacks?”

(Y/N) pulled out a granola bar out of her bag and offered it to her daughter, “How about this?”

Ximena nodded and took the snack off her mum and dug in.

“Let’s head back and get some proper food before we go to sleep yeah?” Pedro said.

Ximena took another bite of her granola bar and nodded.

“Do you want papá to carry you?” Pedro asked, the little girl thought about it before she shook her head and took his hand instead.

The family made their way back to the Magical Kingdom, which was the closest theme park to their villa and made their way into a restaurant to finally have dinner. Dinner was like any normal dinner at the Pascal household, filled with high spirits, giggles and happy and full stomachs.

“Papá, what princess can I see tomorrow?” Ximena asked on the way back to the villa.

“What princesses do you want to see?”

“Hmm...Belle!”

“Then we’ll see Belle tomorrow then.”

Ximena grinned up at her father, ecstatic.

As soon as they opened the door to their villa, Ximena had run in and jumped to sit on the couch, her hand reaching for the tv remote.

“Ah! Bath then bed young lady!” (Y/N) told her before she could reach the remote. “Get undressed and take out your pyjamas and I’ll meet you in the bedroom in a bit.”

Ximena whined but listened to her mother and headed towards the bedroom after toeing her shoes off.

(Y/N) kicked off her own shoes and sighed in relief as her feet were finally free, “I can’t wait to take this damn bra off either.”

Pedro laughed and walked over to his wife, “Go deal with our daughter and I’ll make us some tea.”

“Okay.” (Y/N) gave her husband a kiss before making her way to the bedroom.

Twenty minutes later, (Y/N) crept out of the room and slumped onto the couch next to Pedro who was watching a random show on low volume.

“She down?” He asked, turning to face her.

“She started to fall asleep in the tub” (Y/N) laughed.

(Y/N) grunted as she sat up suddenly and after some fiddling with something behind her back, she sighed with relief as she pulled her bra off and chucked it somewhere.

“Feel better?”

“Way better. Bras are hell.”

“You should go without, I wouldn’t mind.” Pedro leant forward and poked one of her boobs causing her to quietly squeal and lean back.

“Of course you wouldn’t you perv” (Y/N) laughed as she knocked his hand away and leant forward to pick up the mug of tea he had made for her.

“Thank you.” She said as she snuggled into his side.

“Don’t worry about it.” Pedro looked down at her, “I love you.”

(Y/N) smiled up at him and kissed him, “I love you too.”

[casbandicoot]

A short fluffy Destiel fanfic. Also my first fanfic:

“So Dean, now that you’ve defeated yet another vampire, what will you do next?” Sam grinned, accepting a beer from Dean’s outstretched hand and cracking it open.

“I’m gonna go to Disneyland!” Dean said, taking a long drink from his own bottle. His eyes fell on Cas as he said it, who was already staring intently at him in that way of his. At the last word, Cas’s eyebrows furrowed and his head tilted to the side.

“Why would you want to go to Disneyland?” Cas asked, stepping out the way as Sam walked past him and out of the kitchen to adjust the bunker’s thermostat.

Before he answered, Dean allowed himself one tiny moment to stare into the angel’s eyes. Not even living in the bunker together and seeing each other everyday lessened that strange, swooping feeling in his stomach when he did.

A flap of wings interrupted his thoughts, and Cas was gone.

Dean took a long pull from his beer, absentmindedly running his tongue along the bottle’s lip.

The beer was just finished by the time Cas came back. He started talking as soon as he heard the familiar swoop of wings.

“Cas, man, it was a joke.”

“A joke?” Cas replied slowly. He was still wearing his trench coat, but his dark messy hair was obscured. Dean barked a laugh. Cas was wearing a pair of Mickey ears.

“No!” Dean said as soon as Cas’s hand moved up to take them off. “Don’t. Keep ‘em on. It’s a good look for you.”

Cas slightly narrowed his eyes, but let his hand fall to his side.

“But you were joking about Disneyland,” he said seriously. Despite his best efforts, Dean couldn’t match Cas’s expression. He covered his mouth with his hand and tried not to look too long at the ears. “This is what people wear there. I don’t need it if we’re not going.”

Dean’s first instinct was to tell his friend that he was adorable, but he bit it back. This was his friend. Friends were good. More was not. But that didn’t mean he couldn't make the most of this. It was just a funny situation. That was it.

“Actually, you know what?” he said, involuntarily taking a step towards Cas. A tuft of dark brown hair was sticking out on the side of the angel’s head, displaced by the Mickey ears. Dean’s hand itched to adjust it. He shoved his hand into his jean pocket instead. “I always kinda wanted to go to Disneyland. See the old rat trap.”

“I think he’s a mouse, actually,” Cas said automatically.

“Right.”

The next morning, Dean and Cas had the Impala packed for California. Sam stood outside the car as they got in, waiting to wave them off.

When Dean had told Sam the night before that they were planning to go to Disneyland, he’d expected a totally different reaction. Actually, he hadn’t even expected a particular reaction. He was just surprised by the way Sam had responded, and he wasn’t sure he liked what Sam said.

“I’ve actually already been to Disneyland. Back when I was at Stanford,” Sam had said from his computer when Dean came into the room and jumped unceremoniously onto the bed.

“Well then you can be our tour guide, Sammy. I know you like to show off your knowledge of everything.” Sam rolled his eyes in response but didn’t bother to retort. Instead, he turned towards Dean and smiled conspiratorially.

“Besides, I think you and Cas could use a little vacation time alone. See what happens.”

Dean looked down at the bed, his face burning.

“What are you talking about, Sammy?” he had muttered, but Sam had just shaken his head and smiled.

Now Dean was avoiding Sam’s eyes as he lifted his hand in a weak wave and put the car in drive. He turned the radio up loud and shook off his thoughts, shooting Cas an easy smile as they drove away. His heart thumped when Cas smiled back.

They made it to Anaheim in less than 24 hours, since Cas could take the wheel while Dean slept in the passenger seat. By the time they started passing Disneyland billboards, Dean had to admit he was getting excited. The food at Disneyland was supposed to be awesome.

The plan was to find a motel in the city, but Dean found himself driving closer to the park anyway. Cas had been alive for eons and he’d never been to Disneyland. They had to do it right. So instead, Dean found himself pulling up to a giant hotel building that advertised free shuttle service to the parks.

“Give us a room with one queen,” he told the girl at the desk, adjusting the leather duffel bag on his shoulder. She was wearing a Nightmare Before Christmas Disneyland button on her suit jacket.

It wasn’t until she looked back and forth between Dean and Cas that Dean realized the implications of asking for one bed. It’s not like she would guess he was staying with an angel who didn’t need to sleep.

“I think couple’s trips to Disneyland are so romantic,” she said, smiling encouragingly at Cas. His eyebrows furrowed and he turned to look at Dean.

“He just wanted to go to Disneyland. His father never took him as a child,” Cas said, as if that explained anything. Dean rubbed his hand across the back of his neck, and it was starting to feel like he was on fire.

“Just give me the keys,” he said gruffly, smiling weakly at the girl as an afterthought when he realized how unfriendly he sounded. She never lost her friendly expression, handing him a little white envelope with two keycards inside. Dean’s stomach clenched when out of the corner of his eye he caught her wink at Cas as they left. What did she think this was, some kind of honeymoon?

He ignored the twinge of longing that the idea brought with it.

As soon as Dean opened the door of their room, a new tension settled in his shoulders. He’d be staying here alone. With Cas. At night. He barreled into the room, tossing his bag onto the bed and backing away from it while Cas followed his example.

“Let’s hit the rides, huh?” He said, slapping his hand on Cas’s shoulder.

“That is why we came,” Cas said neutrally, looking at Dean’s hand on his shoulder longer than was probably necessary. Dean swallowed, still feeling the warmth from Cas’s shoulder in his hand as he pulled away.

Son of a bitch.

The metal detector at the park’s front gates beeped, shrieking its protest as soon as Dean stepped through.

“Sorry, did you make sure and empty your pockets?” an employee in a khaki vest and skirt asked cheerily. Dean glanced at her nametag, written in blue Disney-style font.

“Listen, Maggie,” he said, putting on his most charming smile and making direct eye contact with her. “I got a couple things I need to have with me. It’s alright, I’m FBI.”

Cas stood on the other side of the gates, already having flown into the park. He’d offered to take Dean with him, but flying with Cas was an experience Dean preferred to save for never again. Now he realized he was dumb to turn down the opportunity. He caught his angel- the angel’s- eye, just slightly jerking his head back in a signal. Judging from the way Cas disappeared, Dean hoped he’d gotten the hint.

“Well, we actually don’t allow anyone to carry weapons, Sir,” Maggie said, her professionalism unswayed by Dean’s batting eyelashes.

“Fine, hang on.” Dean turned and left the way he came, walking back through the lines of people until he found Cas waiting for him.

“You should’ve let me carry you, Dean,” Cas said, raising his eyebrow.

“Whatever, man,” Dean said, ignoring curious and alarmed glances from passersby as he pulled out his gun and a knife and handed them to Cas. “Take care of these for me.” The sight of Cas tucking the weapons into his trenchcoat while wearing the Mickey ears again was too much. Dean gripped his shoulder in what he hoped was a casual gesture, chuckling. “Catch you in there.”

He got back in line, and this time he met Cas in the park.

“Put these on,” Cas said as he walked up, holding something at his side. Dean immediately resisted.

“I’m not wearing those,” he said, shoving the ears away from himself with his hand. They were normal ears, except they were covered in silver sparkles. “Those are for chicks.”

“They’re silver,” Cas said, shaking his head. “Like you use to kill a werewolf. You like silver.”

Dean didn’t know what to do with himself. Part of him recoiled in horror from the offending ears, but then there was the tiny voice in the back of his mind. The one that said Cas thought about what you’d like. He got them for you special. Cas was looking at him with his crystal blue eyes wide, waiting for his decision.

“Give me the damn things,” Dean sighed, shoving them onto his head.

They made their way through Mainstreet, weaving through the crowd. A sugary, vanilla smell filled the air. Cas’s hand brushed Dean’s as they walked, and Dean’s fingers twitched with the urge to hold it. He didn’t. But he didn’t move further away, either.

“You like pirates,” Cas said later, when they were walking through New Orleans Square. “I overheard people talking about the pirate ride. Do you want to do that one?”

“Hell yeah!” Dean replied, grabbing Cas’s arm and steering him towards the ride. It wasn’t necessary. Cas already knew where to go. But it was reason enough to touch him, and Dean was taking it.

The mild California weather made their time in the line easy, and Dean was happy just to talk to Cas. They rehashed their latest hunt and discussed where they might go in the future. On a whim, Dean took out his phone and snapped a picture of Cas. He stared at the result for a moment, thrilled to have a piece of the day forever. But he snapped back to attention when the line moved forward and he realized he had the real thing next to him, and didn’t need a picture.

They could smell the water and hear it splashing when the line made it indoors.

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s life for me!

Cas’s lips moved absently to the song that was playing, and Dean’s heart skipped. He knew the song because of Dean. Dean had forced him into a Pirates of the Caribbean marathon, and hadn’t been sure what Cas thought of it. He must’ve liked it if he remembered the song. His face erupted into a grin as he watched Cas and joined in, singing above the music.

“See?” he said, leaning into Cas’s ear as he did. “I have good taste.” He’d only leaned in to be heard over the music and the boats splashing in the water, but he froze when he smelled Cas’s hair. The smell was masculine, fresh, but sweet. He caught himself leaning in for another sniff and took a step back.

To his relief, they followed the line onto their boat, taking their seat on the two-person bench. It was dark, but Dean could’ve sworn he saw Cas scoot closer to him before they lowered the protective bar over their laps.

Stand up me hearties, yo ho

As the boat floated along the ride, passing mechanical pirates, Dean tried to pay his usual attention to his surroundings. You never knew when you were in danger. But right now, he was in a different kind of danger. Because Cas’s thigh was just barely touching his.

The boat passed under a tunnel, with a mechanical dog at the top holding jail cell keys in its mouth. Dean turned to make a joke in Cas’s ear about how he felt about dogs, but Cas must have had a similar idea. They turned their heads and leaned in at the same time, their noses brushing against each other.

Dean’s heart slammed in his chest when he felt Cas’s warm breath on his face. For a second that felt like a thousand, Dean stared into the oceans of Cas’s eyes. His eyes flitted down to Cas’s pink lips, but he brought them back up right away. That was dangerous.

“Dean,” Cas whispered, a serious expression on his face that Dean couldn’t read.

Dean forced a laugh.

“Sorry, pal,” he choked. He didn’t know whether it was the laugh or the word “pal” that made his throat ache. He turned away and scooted down the bench an inch or two further from Cas.

They were quiet for the rest of the ride, save for a few of Dean’s attempts to make jokes about the ride. Cas smiled appreciatively, but Dean wondered if he was even listening. Dean hadn’t even heard his own words. They didn’t matter. He told himself if he got another chance, he was damn well gonna take it.

As they walked around the park and tried more of the rides, they managed to get back most of their easy enjoyment of the day.

Dean insisted that Cas try a bite of his apple pie flavored churro, even though he knew it just tasted like molecules to the angel. He watched more carefully than he should’ve when Cas’s tongue shot out to lick the sugar off of his lips.

There was still a hint of tension, and it got worse when the night set in. The park would be closing soon, and they’d be going back to their hotel room. Alone.

“Attention guests. The fireworks show will be starting in 10 minutes. We hope you enjoyed your day at the happiest place on earth,” they heard blasted through the park.

“Come on, Dean,” Cas said with authority, pulling for a moment on the sleeve of Dean’s gray flannel. Dean dutifully followed as Cas led them past the Rivers of America, through the park, not stopping until they were in front of the Sleeping Beauty Castle.

“I asked questions the first time I stopped here,” Cas said in answer to Dean’s raised eyebrows when they stopped. “This is the best place for the fireworks.”

They found a white painted outdoor table at a little diner and settled there, facing the castle. Their chairs were right next to each other, close enough that two of the chairs’ legs were intermingled.

The bustle around the park settled when the first colored lights projected onto the castle, and A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes started to play.

He would never admit it, but Dean’s heart swelled when the first flashes of pink and blue lights exploded in the sky. They were wild and free. And so was he. He could be who he wanted to be. He could be with who he wanted to be with. Couldn’t he? He turned his head to see the colors reflected off of Cas’s skin, turning his face a soft purple.

He understood why they called it the happiest place on earth today. Today Disneyland was pure magic. But yesterday it wasn’t. And after they left, it wouldn’t be anymore. Because the happiest place on earth couldn’t be anywhere but next to Cas.

Have faith in your dreams and someday, the music played as the fireworks burst in the sky.

Your rainbow will come smiling through.

No matter how your heart is grieving,

If you keep on believing…

“Cas,” Dean whispered, turning his body to face the angel. His angel.

“Dean.” Before Dean could figure out what he was even trying to say, Cas leaned in.

The fireworks in the sky had nothing on the ones inside Dean when their lips met.

The dream that you wish will come true

[candicewright]

Wangxian Disnetyland AU

Wwx has two tickets to Disneyland. He doesn't know how but he does.

No, okay, he does know how. Nhs gave them to him because nmj couldn't go with him because he was on a business trip that weekend.

So now he has two tickets and he has absolutely no idea what to do with them.

The problem is that usually, he would ask nhs but he obviously can't so he has to think about the other options.

He can't ask jyl because she has a son to take care of and apparently leaving him alone with the peacock is not an option. Wwx wouldn't trust him alone with a baby either, so he understands.

Jc isn't speaking to him since he put red dye in his towel the other day, so he knows it's not worth trying.

He texts him anyways though. He receives a reply almost immediately and it just says "fuck off". Well.

He knows Wen Qing is on a romantic escapade with Mianmian at that time and Wen Ning has to stay at home taking care of Granny, so they aren't an option either.

There's no way in hell he's asking lxc or jgy because they are intimidating and slightly terrifying and he wants to have fun so no thank you.

The other option is to go on his own but what fun would that be? He'd rather give the tickets to someone else than to go pathetically by himself.

Of course, he could always ask lwj but...well.

Lwj would say yes. That's the problem. Because he is nice and kind and perfect and he would never let wwx go alone anywhere because he's just Like That™. And wwx might just have a teeny tiny crush on him.

Okay, it's a huge crush, but what can he say? That man is too good and kind of this world. And he also looks like a supermodel which is definitely a plus and also not good for wwx's blood pressure.

So he knows that asking lwj to spend a weekend alone with him is a very bad idea but also he really wants to go to Disneyland.

He thinks 'I can handle my feelings for a couple of days, no big deal'. YES BIG DEAL, BIG MISTAKE.

He texts lwj and he texts back saying 'I am free that weekend. Please inform me when you'd like me to pick you up' because of course he texts like he is writing an essay.

So wwx texts him back with a time and like eight thousand emojis and then goes back to freaking out over the fact that he's going to spend an entire weekend with lwj.

When the day comes, lwj comes to pick him up and wwx pretends he didn't spend the last week going crazy over what clothes he should bring. He's wearing a red crop top, black baggy pants with lots of pockets, a chain belt and a black choker now. Lwj seems to check him out when he enters the car so he counts it as a win.

The problems start when they get to the hotel room because of course his life is a fucking sappy romcom and there's only one bed in the room. Granted, it's one very big bed. So much so that they probably wouldn't even touch during the night, but still. How is he supposed to sleep with lwj right. there.

He tries to change it but, of course, he can't. Lwj keeps staring at wwx all the time he's talking to the receptionist looking...disappointed? No, probably not. Wwx must be looking too much into it.

When they actually get to the park things go as he expected. Wwx drags lwj around to every single ride and gushes about them extensively.

All the while lwj looks at him. Like, he keeps staring. It drives wwx slightly insane. Because he has this...expression.

Now, lwj isn't a man of many expressions, so this is surprising by itself. But it's even more unnerving because he looks fond, said he likes hearing wwx's incessant ramblings.

They get back to their room pretty late that first night, so they order room service.

There's a tension between them that wasn't there before. Or, well, it was, but not quite to this level. Wwx can't put a name to it, but he isn't sure he wants to.

They finish eating and turn in for the night, each on their respective side of the bed. They wish each other good night and fall asleep (or lwj falls asleep, wwx just stares at the ceiling for like an hour before the exhaustion catches up to him)

When wwx wakes up, he notices he is far warmer than he should be. He also notices that he can't move because something is holding him down. It only takes wwx an embarrassing amount of time to notice that somehow he had ended up tangled around lwj and now they're cuddling.

If he wasn't awake before, he certainly is now.

He looks up to see lwj's face hovering over him, his piercing eyes looking at him with sleep fresh on his features and looking unbearably soft. Wwx can't help but smile at the image before muttering a sleepy ‘Good morning’.

Something snaps, and suddenly he's being pressed firmly into the bed, lwj's like soft and warm on his and holy shit, is this actually happening?

But before he can recover from the shock to respond to the kiss, lwj backs off as If he was burned. His eyes are wide when he says ‘I'm sorry, I didn't-’ before standing up and going into the bathroom.

Wwx is left alone in the bed wondering what in the hell just happened.

When he realizes that lwj has no intention of coming out of the bathroom any time soon, he gets dressed and gets out of the room.

He gets a coffee and tries to think by sorting through the events of the morning. He had woken up cuddling with lwj, lwj had kissed him and then he apologized and ran away.

Maybe he hadn't meant to kiss him? That must be it, there's no way in hell lwj would be interested in him. He only tolerated him in the best of days.

In light of this, wwx decides to act as if nothing happened. That will work.

Except it doesn't work because when lwj comes down he is very clearly upset. He is not listening to wwx's chatter and he's avoiding meeting his eyes. Great.

Wwx mood sours until he no longer wants to speak. He feels miserable because he had invited lwj here and now he had ruined everything.

Just as they're about to leave and go to the hotel however, wwx snaps.

He tells lwj, "Look, I don't know what happened this morning, but I hate this. I would rather you act as if nothing happened if you're so disgusted by it. I won't inconvinience you with my feelings if you just ignore them, but I want my friend back".

Lwj looks at him bewildered and says nothing for a moment. then he says, "Wei Ying...feelings?"

"Ugh, that's what you decide to focus on?" wwx says "Yes, feelings! I like you so much I feel like I'm going crazy. And I know it's stupid but-"

But he can't say anything else because lwj is kissing him again. "Not stupid," he says. "I like you too, Wei Ying."

"Wait, you do???? The why did you run away this morning?"

Lwj's ears turn a deep red color when he responds, "I thought i was forcing myself on you."

"Forcing your- Lan Zhan! You're the smartest person I know, but you're also an idiot. Of course I wanted you to kiss me."

"You didn't kiss me back." The nerve on this guy, wwx thinks. "Of course I didn't, you didn't give me time!"

Lwj looks down, but wwx can't have him looking away now, so he grabs his face with his hands and kisses him sweetly. "My silly Lan Zhan. Let's get back to our room, okay?" he says and takes lwj's hand in his own.

They have a lot to talk about, he knows. They have yet to put a name to this and a lot of things to clear up, but when they get to the room, they don't do much talking.

When wwx wakes up the next day in lwj's arms, his muscles wonderfully sore, he thinks that he might have to send nhs a fruit basket for giving him those tickets.

[mitchsmarners]

writing prompt masterlist #1

 Of course, there’s 75 million prompt lists out there but i figured there’s nothing wrong with making my own. Send me a category + a number + a pairing and i’ll write you a fic. Okay to reblog and use :) (x)

Fake/Secret/Etc Dating AUs:

my parents keep setting me up on blind dates but in reality I’m dating you and it’s so you help me get out of them

i hate commitment but my dad’s dying wish is to see me get married and you’re an old family friend i ran into at the airport on my way to visit him so hey let’s get engaged

you need a plus-one for your brother’s wedding so i’m going as a favor but there’s been a misunderstanding and now your whole family thinks we’re engaged

i’m mad at my parents so i ask you out because they wouldn’t approve of you and you’re well aware that i’m just using you but you agree because you find it funny but hey you’re actually super sweet

there’s this really creepy person hitting on me and i don’t know you but you pretending to be my partner completely saved my ass thanks how about i buy you a drink

we’re just really touchy friends and we get each other gifts all the time but everyone thinks we’re going out and we let them think that but why are you getting upset about me going on a date we’re not actually together? 

I’m sorry you always thought your love for me was unrequited but on to more important matters YOU’RE GETTING MARRIED IN THE MORNING SO YOU HAVE A DECISION TO MAKE YOU ASSHOLE!

Our mutual friend apparently has been waiting for us to get together and so they’re very angry/disappointed/upset when they find out that the reason we kissed last night was because we were black-out drunk

everyone thinks we hate each other and we keep that front up in public, so we have hilarious pretend fights and squabbles and pranks 

when we were little I accidentally mentioned that I had a crush on you but I always thought you didn’t hear me because you just looked at me weird and never commented but now we’re in high school and omg you just introduced me as your boyfriend/girlfriend/datemate wtf we never discussed this

friends to lovers aus

You’ve got a date tonight and you asked for advice on what to wear but I’m so in love with you and damn you look good in the outfit I picked out for you

You’ve liked me for ages and were really obvious about it and I didn’t like all the attention but now you’re over me I really miss it and fuck I think I like you too?

 You want us both to get in shape and I hate working out/running but your ass looks really good in shorts oh the things I do for my friends and their nice asses

Our best friends are that awful ‘cute’ couple that make-out in public and call each other “sweetie” and “sugar” and “babe” and god they’re awful let’s talk about how awful they are – develops into “shit we’re the awful couple now”

Celebrity/Famous AUs

listen, you may be a famous (and extremely attractive) guitarist, but that gives you no right to practise on the electric at two a.m when we live right next to each other.

We broke up and I used my feelings to write songs and now I’m super popular and you want me back

we decided to make a fake vlog drama for our subscribers and they all think it’s real but jokes on us we end up actually liking each other

I run a prank channel and you were some innocent bystander I pranked for a video but then it turns out hey, you’re also famous online haha shit

we met and started talking but i didn’t know you were a rising star until i noticed cameras following me wtf

you’re a reporter and i think you’re super cute so i’ll only give you personal interviews to help your career and also get you to talk to me more

I’m a celebrity and I have a secret social media account and we started talking online and now we’re close friends but you want to meet up oh shit

I’m a celebrity and I may or may not be following your blog which is dedicated to me. reading your comments and tags are hilarious and very flattering and I’m somewhat smitten  

You’re an actor/other famous person that I really admire and I just saw you in the street and as I was debating whether or not to say hi you came up to me and started flirting what do I do??

wedding/kids/marriage/long term relationship AUs

we’ve been dating forever, and you just caught the bouquet at our friend’s wedding

remember when we were in high school and we swore that if we were still single at 30 we’d marry each other, well hey guess whose birthday it is

i’m a runaway bride/groom and you’re driving my getaway car

I suddenly bumped into you after years and wow you look good but holy crap is that a kid?? since when?

you had a breakdown because the baby wouldn’t stop crying and you kept saying how you weren’t ready and how you couldn’t do it

whenever my kid starts crying I just hand them to you and then they just stop and start smiling

“i’m so sorry that my child pointed out how your shirt- actually nevermind i agree, that shirt is horrendous”

i always tease you because that’s just our thing we tease each other but for some reason you snapped at me and are you okay? what’s wrong?

my in-laws despise me GREAT but around you they’re super nice so you don’t believe me

neighbours AUs

You always complain about how loud I am (whether it be TV, video games or music/musical instrument is up to you) and this is the first time you’ve actually knocked on my apartment door and given me a lecture there rather than giving me a phone call, but I’m not really listening because I didn’t  realise I had such a cute neighbour

you never open your door for children on halloween so i always pay the kids to smear your door with shaving cream

my printer isnt printing anymore and my papers are due tomorrow so im on my knees in front of your door begging to use your printer when the old lady from above passes us and thinks im proposing to you

we always run into each other on the stairs but we’ve never said more than hello but when we found out that we both hate the other neighbours, we became friends

i came home drunk and wouldnt stop knocking on your door. when you open i keep telling you to get out of my apartment

after a rough party night i find you sleeping on the stairs but since im still a little asshole all i do is put a blanket over you and a pillow under your head

Please help me, I know you have a kid and my sibling just dropped their baby on me where’s the button to put them to sleep?

I’m stressed and sleep-deprived, please let me pet your cat. 

I have really weird dreams and you have really weird dreams so now we’re in this contest to see who has the weirdest dreams.

Strangers/Meet Cute (or meet very NOT cute) AUs 

We were sitting next to each other in a public place and I saw a mosquito on you and my instincts just acted before my mind.

We mixed up our clothes at the laundry service and I have nothing left to wear and every thing you wear is too big/small for me.

We’re at a comic book store and if you tell me your superhero is better than mine I’m gonna have to punch you in the teeth.

There are no table left at this restaurant and you let me sit at yours since you’re alone.

I’m a single grown-up with busy friends but I want to go to Disneyland so I drop a message on a forum to find someone like me to go wear silly Mickey ears headband and stuff ourselves with cotton candy.

My computer broke down so I called an IT and now I need to find a reason to call them back so I delete important files and download adwares and do all kinds of stupid things. 

I almost dropped something and in my fumbling attempts to stop it from hitting the floor I accidentally projectiled it at your face and it’s a really nice face I’m so sorry

first day at a new job and oh fuck my boss is the person I drunkenly hooked up with last weekend/night

I wanted to go on the ferris wheel but there has to be two people to a cart come on random person let’s go oh wait are we stuck at the top? Fuck

 Our mutual friend set us up on a blind date and I thought I’d hate it but you’re actually… kind of funny? But because I expected to hate it in no way am I going to let you change my mind just because you’re gorgeous and funny and intelligent oh no my friend is not winning this

college/high school AUs:

i went on a date with a boy who had plans to take me to dinner and drinks. but he lost his wallet at a pizza place so we just walked around the neighborhood, sat in the park and talked.

we’re in the same study group but we dont talk but you brought goldfish and im starving

we have the same notebook and we took the wrong ones home so i used your notes on my open book test

you were my elementary school crush but you moved away but somehow we end up miraculously going to the same college and i barely recognized you because holy hot damn you are more attractive than i remember?

I tripped over on my way to this party and I’m bleeding profusely from the grazes on my knees and you’re a complete stranger that pretty much jumped me the second I walked in the door to play nurse

ive had a crush on you for 3+ years and now youre going out with my best friend and i definitely havent locked myself in a toilet cubicle to cry

We’re in different debate classes and I was constructing a case on the board and I come in the next morning and you’ve replied to all my points really well?? But I don’t even know your name? And oh shit, we’re taking over the entire whiteboard, is that your phone number squeezed into the corner of the board there?

You have braces and I don’t and I keep forgetting you’re not allowed to have gum so every time I offer, you give this death glare

You sent me a text asking if I wanted to go to prom on the day of prom and I’m not in town

I’m a notorious goody two shoes and you look like you get into fights on a daily basis, so when you were in the library on the first day I was supposed to be a tutor, I assumed I’d be tutoring you. But, as it turns out, we’re both tutors, and the people we’re tutoring keep blowing us off to make out and we have to go round them up

we have a mutual best friend but they cannot find out how much i like you then they’ll tell you, but i need to find out if you’re single!

I sat down in the wrong class and I’m panicking but don’t want to get up and leave because the class has started and you think it’s hilarious 

You pissed me off in class so I threw a book at your head and now I’m in detention and jesus fuck I hate you so much and the teacher made me apologise and wait you’re cuter up close

soulmate aus

if one soulmate gets an injury, the other gets it as well.

Character A has a soulmate, but Character A died before they got to meet them. As Character A navigates the afterlife in their ghostly form, they discover that they can’t “move on” until they’ve met their soulmate.

 the very first words your soulmate ever says to you are tattooed somewhere on your body since the day you are born

when you write something on your skin with pen/marker/whatever, it will show up on your soul mates skin as well.

You get an ‘impression’ of your soulmate when you turn 18 or something but all I got was a strong smell of bananas or something

you have a compass on your wrist and it directs you to where your soulmate is

i usually think i’m having a conversation with myself in my head but it turns out we’re telepathically connected

everybody is born with a map “tattooed” on their forearm that’s centered on the exact location of where they’ll first meet their soul mate 

[muschiettistrashmouth]

Happiest Place On Earth - Andrés Muschietti

Note: Hello there! I’m finally posting here again ♥ I hope you like it and if you want something new feel free to request it or go to my masterlist! Love you guys. 

Ooooh and I’m already thinking of a part two for this one. (This is not the one I was thinking of posting yet, I thought of this one on Monday or something like that)

Requested? Yes

Requests:  Anonymous: can you do more Andy Muschietti stuff? I've kinda developed a crush on him and I read your headcanons. please! thanks. |||   credulouskhaleesi: So 1st and most importantly, I give you absolutely nooo pressure on starting (you let those creative juices stew and create magic when you're ready) but I just realized I never asked you to tag me when you do create the wonderful fanfic featuring the awe-inspiring, Argentinian, aesthetically-perfect, Andrés (Alliteration inspiration?)! I would owe you my 2nd born if u remembered me (sorry, I'm pretty found of my 1st)🤷🏾‍♀️😁❤ T.I.A!

WARNINGS: Toxic relationship, aggressive ex boyfriend, violence, suicide talk (it appears like in one little part but i thought I needed to tw it)

Disneyland is supposed to be the happiest place on earth and yet here you are, listening to your boyfriend Kyle talking shit about how you treat him. And to make things worse, his "friend" Rebekah is getting out of one of the attractions. Yay. "Kylee!" The girls voice is loud and all you wanna do is get out of there. "Bekah! How are you?" Yeah, right. As if you didn't know they fucked. You knew they were together yesterday, you could feel her perfume in his clothes. "Your girl is soooo muzzy." 'God, just get me out of here's + "Okay, rule number one!" The older man started to list, everyone stopped talking and looked at him."Don't lose the kids. Yes, Hader and Chastain are part of the kids." "Hey!" Both said together and then laughed their ass off. "That's what I mean." He was serious, almost as if he was a horror movie crazy doctor or something. "Rule number two: don't do anything stupid." "That's for you." The Wolfhard kid elbowed Hader. "It's not." The older man that played his character put his tongue out like a little kid would do. "It's for both of you, actually." "Aww c'mon man." "Third rule is..." He waited for everyone to look at him. "If you need anything you can ask me or Barbara. Any questions?" Hader put his hand up and everybody groaned. "Yeah, dad, can we have fun?" The comedian asked playfully. "Just don't embarrass yourself or anyone here, ok? Go." As soon as the group started walking towards the park, the blonde woman looked at her brother. "You don't need to act so mad all the time you know?" " I don't know what you're talking about. Let's go before they do something stupid." The man ran to  little Jackson to help him find the rides he wanted to go to, the first rule was already broken. + Waiting to get your food, you were constantly trying to block all the conversation your boyfriend and his "friend" were having. "We should go to the Prince Charming Carrousel." Kyle eventually looked at you to see if you were paying attention, returning to look at her lovingly. "Everything for you, honey." He had said. "Everything for you, honey." You said mocking him. "What?" Kyle looked at you right away. "Huh? Oh nothing, nothing." You faked smile, hoping he wouldn't grab your arm this time, hoping you wouldn't have bruises to cover up. "That's what I thought." The way he looked at you made you shiver. "Can we please go see Belle? Or Ariel? I really want to take some pics with them." You said eating your churros. Some people passed by looking at your back and arms that still had some bruises from last time, God you hated that. "Excuse me, ma'am." A soft voice called you. "I'm lost, can you tell me where the Seven Dwarfs Mine Train is?" You got down to talk with the kid, trying to remember the exact place. "JACKSON!" You heard a man. "Jeez, kid! Don't do that to me." "It's okay, she'll help us, Andy!" Jackson said to the man. You could feel Kyle's eyes burning in your back, but hey, it's just a kid. You gave him the directions to the attraction. "Thank you, ma'am." The little kid said when you got up. He was really sweet. "Thank you." The tall man looked at you and you could see he had some curiosity in his stare. "Sorry for yelling earlier, I'm with a bunch of kids here, it drives me mad." "Not a problem, sir." You laughed. "Let's go, y/n." Kyle grabbed your right arm. You stayed quiet for a moment to stop yourself from shivering. "Okay, honey." "Is that a problem?" The man, Andy, said. "I'm her boyfriend. Stop trying to fuck her." 'oh no' you thought 'its happening again' "Kyle, I was just giving the kid some information, it's nothing." After you said that the only thing you felt was a slap in your face. "Don't talk like that to me, you whore. I'm sick of it." He was complaining that people were looking at you the whole week. It was a matter of time this would happen. "Let her go." Andy said, ready to fight him. Kyle was still holding your arm tightly. Jackson was scared, holding the blonde woman's hand, both starring at you three. Rebekah was sitting on a bench, eating your churros and watching the little show. "Make me." The blonde woman gave Jackson to a redhead woman that went to talk to her, they seemed like good friends. She then walked your way. Andy punched your boyfriend's face, he let you go and the blonde hugged you and got you closer to her friend and the kid. It all happened so fast, they were punching each other, Kyle was surprisingly losing, and then a security guard came running. Andy explained the situation while holding Kyle on the ground. "I'll take it from here." He got Kyle and started walking. "And what about him?" He started yelling, trying to get away from him. "He didn't do anything... As far as I care you tripped and fell on the ground." The guard explained. "Y/n! You come right here." You tried to go, but the blonde was still holding you in place. "I have to go." "You don't have to." She said. "Not anymore." "You don't understand... He'll get mad and then beat me up again." This came out between sobs. "He said that if I ever leave him he'll kill himself!" "He won't, honey." The redhead said softly. Her hand on your shoulder. You were crying. Hard and painfully. Your knees on the ground, the blonde still hugging you, and you hold onto her tightly. "Everything's gonna be okay." "Barb." Andy said, helping you both get up. They talked a little bit, but you didn't understand Spanish. She was still hugging you, saying everything is going to be okay and that you're free now, Andy went to buy some cold water for you. "I didn't got the chance to know you better. My name's Barbara, you can call me Barb if you want to." Barbara smiled. "I'm y/n, you can call me y/n/n." You smiled back. People like Barbara and Andy were rare in your experience, normally people would let Kyle beat you and even blame you for that. "Thank you for helping me. I really appreciate that." "Oh honey, that's the least we could do. I'm so sad that he was able to slap you tho." "Not the first time, not the first place..." A sigh escaped your lips. "Here." Andy gave you the water bottle. "Put it on your cheek." "Thanks." He scared you a little. He was handsome, but really tall. And he also looked like a crazy doctor. "Not for that, miss." He nodded to a group of mostly men that joined the redhead woman and then looked at you again. "You should come with us to the attractions. That way no one will bother you and... You can actually have fun." "That would be nice." "Great, you will love them." He gave you his hand to help you up again. "These two are clowns. They are really idiots." He pointed at the redhead and a goofy looking man. "She's Jessica and he's Bill, you can call him Hader. The others are Isaiah, Andy, James, the other James you can call Ransone, Bill and Jay." He pointed at them while saying the names. "The kids are Finn, Wyatt, Chosen, Sophia, Jack, Jeremy, Jaeden and  Jackson." "It's a pleasure to know you all." You had stopped crying and were drying your tears. The rest of your day was incredible. They made you laugh and were super friendly to you. Hader was the funniest guy you ever met. When you went to get lunch, Andrés - that was his real name - paid your lunch, he insisted. After the fireworks, everyone headed to the parking lot. "Hey, message me when you get home okay?" Andrés said after stopping by your car. You gave him your phone so he could put his number in it. "I'll probably put you in our group chat." "That's really nice of you, Muschietti." "Drive safely, honey!" Barbara said opening up her window. "You too!" You got inside your car. That really was the happiest place on earth.

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[taejeonie]

“taehee’s birthday special

— again, english is italicized

“hellooooooo ( ^ω^ )”

it’s ty track!!! and he’s sitting on an office chair in some kind of conference room

“today is...january 17”

“we’re actually preparing for our comeback but today’s our day off,,,so i thought we should do something special for taehee’s birthday!!”

“it’s not her birthday today, but come to think of it, we never did something really special for her on her birthday”

“her birthday’s two days after christmas, so either we’re super busy, or at home with our families. even as trainees we didn’t get to celebrate properly with her”

taeyong’s looking down and there’s like a guilty aura around him

it makes czennies’ hearts hurt

“we brought her out to restaurants and she’s told us countless times of how she’s greatful for it,,,but i just thought we should give her something more special”

then his mouth lifts up into a smile as if he’s trying to lighten the mood up

“we were watching this movie one time and there was like a big party held for the main lead,,it was like a coming of age party- what was it called again? cotillion? is it cotillion?,” then he brings his phone out to check

“so it’s called a cotillion!! and i was sitting next to her and i heard that she kept mumbling how pretty and cute it was”

taeyong mimicked her, “she was like ‘ahh that’s so pretty”

“‘i kinda want one’ she said”

“so yesterday i thought, ‘oh? we can do a special party for taehee tomorrow!!’”

“like i mentioned, today’s our free day,,ah most of us. taehee had an early schedule today but that’s it and she has the rest of the day off (*^_^*)”

“she doesn’t know anything about this at all hehe”

then taeyong stands up and walks out of the room, and the only thing you can see is the ceiling and the bottom of his face

“i was in the conference room just to talk but..we’re going to the practice room and you’ll see how excited everyone is”

then before you can even see the practice room you could already hear the chaos in it

“YA HAECHAN THAT’S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE THERE!”

“SHE LIKES IT BETTER THIS WAY!”

“TAEIL HYUNG I THINK YOU SHOULD DANCE”

“JUNGWOO COME HERE!”

“ARE WE REALLY WEARING SUITS?”

“WE NEED TO STICK TO THE CONCEPT, MARK. IT’S THE VIBE YOU GOTTA GO WITH THE FLOW”

taeyong laughs at them, “see?”

and everyone’s all over the place

haechan and doyoung are fixing the letter balloons on the wall, along with the fairy lights underneath them

jaehyun and jungwoo are in the corner writing some speech for the party

yuta’s also writing on a banner but in a different corner

johnny scattering rose petals around the room

then taeil beckons jungwoo over near the speaker to work on a dance number

and mark is standing in the middle of it all in a phase of confusion before running out of the room, “I NEED TO GET A GUITAR”

the camera points back to taeyong, “honestly, we didn’t put that much thought into the planning and just went for it,” he giggles

“AS LONG AS ITS FROM THE HEART,” johnny passes by and sprinkles petals on taeyong, making him laugh

he walks over to doyoung who has his hands on his hips, “how’s it going here?”

“hAECHAN WONT LISTEN TO ME! HE KEEPS INSISTING TO PUT ‘BIRTHDAY HAPPY’ INSTEAD OF THE NORMAL WAY. WHY DID I HAVE TO GO WITH HIM INSTEAD OF PREPARING THE SPEECH WITH JAEHYUN??”

“SHE’S GONNA LIKE THIS MORE THAN PLAIN BORING ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY’!!! WHAT ARE WE? AMATEURS??”

“BUT ITS GONNA RUIN THE MOOD”

taeyong walks away from them, smiling, and moves over to taeil and jungwoo by the speaker, “how bout you guys? what are you up to?”

“actually, we haven’t found a song...yet,” taeil points to the camera, “but it’s gonna blow your mind”

jungwoo makes an explosion noise for added effect, then realizes taeyong was filming

“oh are you filming? hello, taehee!!,” he says in aegyo, “i love you very very very much and i hope you like this surprise!! mwah ٩(^‿^)۶”

taeyong calls jungwoo cute before moving on to the next person, jung jaehyun

“how long is it now?”

“i’ve got one paragraph in but it’s just short, really. jungwoo and i put some cheesy lines in there because you know how much she loves those”

“really? give me one,” taeyong moves the camera closer to jaehyun and the latter licks his lips and runs his hand through his hair

“people say the happiest place on earth is disneyland,” he read from the paper, “but clearly, they haven’t been next to you”

“EYYYY,” taeyong cheers, “isn’t it too corny though? HAHAHA”

“the fact that it is would make her like it more,” jaehyun says confidently

“alright,” the older laughs, “okay, our last stop...yuta!!!”

he sets the camera on the floor and you see yuta’s concentrated face directed towards the banner, sharpie marker in hand

“are you almost done?,” taeyong asks, sitting beside him

“not really, i still need to make it prettier”

“what did you write?,” taeyong lets out a hearty laugh before yuta even answers, making the latter chuckle too

“ahh you guys are so cheesy with this- are you sure we’re not going too overboard?”

“when it comes to taehee, nothing is ever overboard. that girl laughs at anything, really”

then video cuts to them working and finishing on the banner

you hear a guitar being strummed here and there, mark must be back in the room

a few cuts of the video shows taeyong and yuta drawing on the banner, while jungwoo and hyuck make their appearance just to make faces on the camera

you hear the door opening and it immediately catches yuta and taeyong’s attention

“taehee’s done with her shoot, she’s on the way here right now. you have about 30 minutes,” must be their manager

there was a slight commotion behind cam while taeyong’s getting all giddy and bouncing on the floor, “aaaa we need to get this done”

video cuts to haechan in a black tuxedo, somewhere in a makeup room, “this is haechan of haechan cam with 37.5% viewer ratings ( ^ω^ )”

mark complains in the background but hyuck ignores him anyway

“as you can see, we’re all wearing suits because we’re going to hold a cotillion? cotillion for taehee”

he shows off his suit and he looks so good in it he slays every outfit haechan model wbk

mark wanders into frame and poses too

jungwoo joins in and he and hyuck do weird poses, making mark laugh loudly and hit them

the scene is cut to taeyong, now wearing his tux and walking to the middle of the room

“okay guys gather around! let’s go through the plan one last time”

they all stand around taeyong, although they have heard this plan about once or twice, they’re still attentive to listen

“taehee walks through that door and taeil hyung is the only one in the room, holding a rose- you all have your roses right?”

“yESsSS”

“okay, music is already a given so taeil hyung will dance with her first, alright?”

“let’s give a minute or two for you guys to say anything you wanna say to her while you dance,” doyoung cuts in

“great, that’s a nice idea! anyways, uhh we go by age order, meaning haechan is last. haechannie, when the music stops you blindfold her and lead her to the conference room, got it?”

the blindfold part makes mark laugh, “is that really necessary?”

“for the effect mark, it’s for the effect,” johnny tells him

“so right after we dance with her we head to the conference room, right?,” yuta asks taeyong

“yes. so when they’re in the conference room already, haechan takes the blindfold off and then mark you’re playing the guitar, right? i think it would be nice if that would be our opening”

“oh okay okay”

“then after mark plays his song, taeil and jungwoo’s dance?”

“and me, i’m doing it with them”

“jOHNNY HYUNG LEARNED THE DANCE?”

“no, we should have jaehyun’s speech first, then the dance,” that’s doyoung again

i need me some dotae content so bad

“okay, so speech first then the dance. after the dance, she blows the cake? and then closing remarks?”

“i think mark and haechan should make a speech”

hyuck: sure (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o)))♡

mark: w-what (°_°)

“okay, mark and haechan speech!,” taeyong laughs and shakes his head because of how this is sooooo not planned

but it’s nct they’ll pull it off

“then doyoung does the closing remarks”

“wait then what are you and yuta doing?”

they were the last ones to get in their suits since they were finishing the banner, so taeyong didn’t get to think about what they would actually be doing

yuta and taeyong look at each other before a knowing look spreads upon their faces

taeyong and yuta, simultaneously: “you wanna become backup dancers for mark?”

“HAHAHAHAHA,” they laugh as yuta goes to give taeyong a half hug

“WE BOTH SAID THE SAME THING!!”

“boys! taehee and her manager are in the parking lot, they’ll be heading up soon”

taeyong whines, “AAAAAAAA OKAY, so individual couple dances, then conference room, mark’s guitar- me and yuta are the backup dancers, jaehyun’s speech, taeil, jungwoo, and johnny’s dance, blowing of the cake, and then doyoung’s closing speech”

“yOU FORGOT MARK AND HAECHAN’S SPECIAL MESSAGES!”

“HYUNG!!”

“okay blowingofcakemessagesfrommarkandhaechanandthendoyoungclosingremarks”

taeyong said it so fast almost nobody caught what he was saying

“oKAY LET’S DO THIS LET’S GO!!”

“LET’S GET IT”

“ah i’m getting nervous though”

“mark hyung it’s just noona she won’t bite”

then the video fades to black

you could hear heels click against the floor and then the door of the practice room is opened

the only light comes from outside and you could see the silhouette of taehee and her manager

“i go in?”

“yeah”

“but the lights are off! (；＿；)”

“it’s okay, they’ll turn on soon. just don’t open the lights, okay?”

“aaaa you’re scaring me,” she goes inside and the manager closes the door slowly

taehee’s bundle of nerves go away when the fairy lights turn on slowly

the lights are bright just enough to reveal her smile and taeil standing on the opposite side, holding a rose

a slowed version of every breath you take by the police starts playing as taeil walks over to her

meanwhile, taehee’s openly cringing on her side and questioning what was happening

“aAAAAAndjakd wHat’S tHis?”

she laughs when taeil does a polite curtsy and hands her the rose

she thanks him for it while taeil puts his hand out for her to take

and once their hands are together, taeil guides taehee’s other hand, the one holding the rose, to his shoulder and puts his hand on her waist carefully

taehee smiles because of their height difference

almost non-existent

“taeil oppa, what’s this for?,” she chuckles

“can’t you read? it’s for your birthday,” taeil teases her

he nudges his head to the side and that’s when taehee reads ballon letters spelling out ‘birthday happy’

she giggles again

“but it’s not my birthday though...?”

“we kind of felt sad that we do nothing special for your birthday....i’m not implying something bad but we just wanted to do it for you”

“ahh,” taehee nods

taeil remembers the time limit doyoung set for them and sweats nervously

‘ahh the cringe’ he thought

“i’m gonna say something alright?”

“go on”

“uhh remember how nervous you were? before debut?”

“yeah...”

“you were the most nervous out of all of us, and i felt that. i understood you,,,so i want you to know now that you are and will be forever part of this team. the reason why you’re here is because of your talent and skills, okay? everyone knows how hard working and selfless you are, so you deserve it. don’t mind what the others say, yeah? we’re always here for you, i want you to remember that”

and taehee’s heart is swelling

she and taeil never got to do any of those deep, heart to heart talks

and this just makes her go more uwu at taeil

“yeah,” she mumbles, “i will”

taeil smiles and thinks his time is up, so he makes taehee twirl in her place before hugging her and moving out of the room

johnny was the one next to enter the room

and he was just doing some kind of waltzing from the door to taehee it really made her laugh

“this is for you, milady,” he hands her the rose

“thank you, noble sir”

johnny leads her like how taeil leaded her hands, but because of the height difference, taehee’s hand rests on johnny’s upper arm instead of his shoulder

“were you surprised?,” johnny asks

“yeah, really. i thought i could just eat or watch a movie with you guys when i get home haha”

“do you like it so far”

“of course,,,this is much much better than food or a movie”

johnny raises his brow at her, just in time for her to ask, “but is there really food though?”

he chuckles, “of course, what’s a party without food right?”

a few moments pass with them just swaying to the song, both of them enjoying the ambience of the room

“are you,,are you gonna say something like taeil oppa?”

“hmm i was thinking i would, but i think i’ve told you everything i wanted you to know”

that’s right

johnny and taehee’s relationship was like this from the beginning

whenever taehee did something johnny was proud of, he would tell her straight away

and the same goes for johnny

taehee felt like johnny could read her whenever he wanted, but that was like a silent agreement between them

“i mean, if that’s okay with you,” johnny continues

“of course,” she smiles up at him

they sway again for a few moments, she and johnny singing along to the lyrics from time to time

johnny gives taehee a spin, “im just gonna say again that i’m very thankful, and proud of you taehee. you’re the best”

that was the last thing johnny said before he exited the room, leaving a dimpled smile on taehee’s face

the next song comes on, and it makes her cringe so hard she crouches to the floor in her heels

the next person who comes in has the same reaction as her, letting out a little shout before entering the room

as christina perri’s a thousand years continue to play in the practice room, taeyong composes himself and gives taehee a rose, a wide smile on both of their faces

“do you like it so far?,” taeyong asks her once their hands are in place

taehee nods excitedly before realizing the look in taeyong’s eyes, “you planned this, didn’t you?”

“yeah,” they both laugh

“i heard you say you wanted something like this when we were watching a movie the other day, so i thought why not”

“ahh”

“im sorry we couldn’t give you the best birthdays for the past years,” taeyong frowns

“it’s okay,” she squeezes his hand, “as long as you guys are there with me, i’m already happy”

she makes taeyong laugh, “i’m serious!! it sounds cheesy but i mean it!!”

“i know, i know. i was just flustered”

taehee playfully rolls his eyes at him, “you’re always flustered”

“couldn’t you have at least given me a tiny heads up? you guys are dressed in suits and i’m just wearing a simple dress haha”

“you’re pretty in whatever you wear, taehee. we just wanted to make this really special for you”

taehee pouts at him and her eyes water a bit, “stop saying that or you guys are gonna make me cry- you know how i cry easily!”

taeyong laughs as she continues, “taeil oppa had a message for me and johnny oppa was so sweet and you’re so sweet,,all of you are”

“don’t cry,” taeyong chuckles, “you’re still a baby”

“i knowww (*´ω｀*)”

and taehee was trying to act cute to keep her tears from falling

she is babie we must protect

“i want you to live a healthy life,,i want you to be happy always. i’m so proud of you, okay taehee? i’m very thankful for you”

taehee nods, playfully she adds, “the music’s making me cry also- who’s playlist is this?”

“jungwoo and haechannie set it up”

taehee giggles

she knows the next member is gonna come in soon when taeyong removes his hands from their place and opens his arms for a hug

they share a tight warm hug until taeyong rubs her shoulder and they both let go

“thank you,” she tells him

a few moments tick by and yuta is already in the room

looking as handsome as ever

with that award winning healing smile of his

instead of doing it like the first three, yuta wraps both of taehee’s arms around his neck and pulls her closer by the waist until his head is on her shoulder

she laughs softly and yuta asks, “how’s your schedule? did you have fun?”

“it was fun! i took photos with ice cream so that’s a bonus”

they weren’t swaying like the other three, no

more like waddling

you know how dads make their toddlers stand on their feet and they waddle when they walk

that’s like yuta and taehee except she’s not standing on his feet

she’s wearing heels ouch that would’ve hurt

taehee hums and pulls away a bit later, making eye contact with yuta

“you kind of remind me of my dad”

yuta smiles amusingly, “really?”

“yeah,,,the way you both act around me. you’re like a dad”

“i am?”

“no, wait actually i’d rather have you as an older brother than my dad. but yes you are like my dad,,in some way or another”

yuta chuckles again before taehee puts her head back on yuta’s shoulder

“this is nice,” she comments

“mhmm”

yuta knows his time is almost up, he lets out a sigh

“thank you”

“hm?,” taehee hums

“for simply existing. i admire your presence and i want us to be friends for a long time, until we have our families and until we’re old. you’re a great person, taehee. thank you”

yuta pulls away and he sees a tear slip down taehee’s face making him giggle, “why are you crying?”

he’s mocking her, and she knows

“i cry easily, what else!,” she laughs

but she laughs harder when yuta pulls out a tissue from his suit pocket

“here,” they’re both laughing at this point

“you knew i would cry!!”

“you’re a baby ヽ(´ー｀),” he pats her head

yuta lets out a breath from laughing with taehee, “i’m gonna go now”

the latter pouts and she goes into his arms to give him a hug, “thank youuu”

“i love you!! mwah!,” yuta gives her a heart and he’s out the door

another slowed version of a song plays, and this time it’s one of taehee’s favorite songs

somebody else by the 1975

“your fifth rose is here!,” doyoung says when he enters the room

taehee smiles as he walks closer, handing her the rose and swaying with her like the first three did

“oppa, you look handsome in a suit,,both angles”

“i know,” he tells her jokingly

“you’re thinking about the food aren’t you?,” doyoung reads her

“is there cake?”

“of course, we got chocolate. there’s also 자장면,” doyoung smiles widely when he notices a glint in taehee’s eyes when he metioned 자장면

“when did you prepare all of this?,” taehee asks, amazed

“i think taeyong had this idea since last night, right when you left we already started preparing ( ◠‿◠ )”

“i like it. it warms my heart, really”

“i’m glad you like it then,” doyoung smiles

“you’re eating your meals, right?”

“yes oppa”

“resting well?”

“yeaaaaa”

“sleeping on time?”

“this is why your contact name on my phone is ‘doyoung eomma’ and not ‘doyoung oppa’”

“i just want you to be healthy, always. try not to get sick, yeah?”

taehee nods, “only if you do the same”

“let’s live long lives”

“let's live long lives,” she repeats with a smile 

dancing with doyoung ended before she knew it, and next thing she knew

a dazzling jaehyun appeared before her 

“my juliet,” he gives her the rose 

“thank you, romeo”

“how are you feeling right now?,” jaehyun asks her once her hand is in his 

“i'm happy...and grateful, for all of you”

“well that’s nice to hear (＾▽＾)”

they both let out soft laughs 

they're so cute :( now that they’re just basking in each other’s presence 

like johnny, jaehyun preferred to simply enjoy the moment than talk 

half because he’s shy 

at one point taehee asks him if he’s cut his hair, to which he denies 

there was more skinship than talking in their relationship 

not in a romantic way but platonically,,,or you could say sibling-y

although some shippers hope for a relationship, most of them are gushing over the brotherliness of jaehyun 

some say maybe it’s because jaehyun’s an only child 

the same goes for taehee,,,she wanted an older brother actually 

but now she has more than one lmao

before jaehyun leaves, he ruffles taehee’s hair and wishes her a happy birthday 

next is jungwoo!!

he’s kinda nervous but brushes it off anyways cause it’s taehee

if anything, they’ll both say or do something weird that’ll make them laugh 

jungwoo had a concept when he entered

the faraway prince courting the popular princess

basically he just kept calling her princess the whole time 

“oh is that your concept? haha”

“i’ve heard of your intelligence from many”

“your cunningness”

“your kind and compassionate heart”

“your witty mouth”

“mY WHAT HAHAHA”

“your diligence and hard work inspires many, including me”

unlike the ones before jungwoo, he ACTUALLY lead her to every corner of the room 

like ballroom waltz or something 

“did you eat before getting here?”

“no :((”

“at least you’ll eat with us, right? eat lots of food later, okay?”

then they were just sharing some inside jokes 

(you can't hear them because they're slightly whispering iT’S THEIR THING YOU KNOW)

you know their dance is over when jungwoo grabs taehee’s face and gives her a long kiss on the cheek

they curtsey to each other and jungwoo is off, giggling 

the next song got taehee like :OO

“i love this band!! (っ˘ω˘ς )”

“going out tonight, changes into something red”

that’s right it’s one direction baby 

mid-verse mark enters the room and when they meet eyes they both smile 

mark lets taehee take the rose first before he clears his throat, making taehee giggle 

“YOURE MAKING THIS AWKWARD”

“IM NOT I JUST DONT KNOW HOW TO DO THIS”

*insert spongebob meme* iM nOt I jUsT dONt kNoW hOW To dO tHiS but takes her elbows so she can wrap her hands around his neck and he puts his hands on her waist

“is this okay,” mark let out a breath when taehee nods 

a few seconds swaying together, mark opens his mouth to say something but shakes his head and closes it 

it looks kinda comical if you're asking me 

taehee: what is on with this boy 

she chuckles, “sTOP MAKING THIS WEIRD!”

mark throws his head back as he playfully groans, smiling 

“it’s just me, relax”

“okay,” and mark looks her in the eye 

markhee stays are thriving ヽ(♡‿♡)ノ

“remember when,,we came into the company?”

“yeah, why?”

“you were how tall? like this *gestures to his hip* tall?”

taehee makes a face before gently kicking his foot

“you're exaggerating,” mark laughs, “shut up im like,,your height now”

“mY hEiGHt??,” he laughs harder 

taehee sweetie theres kind of like,,a height difference

but its her ‘birthday’ so mark just laughs it off 

“what did you do in your schedule earlier?”

“i ate ice cream”

“really? like for the photos”

“yeah, there was a lot of sweets. they had sour belts too”

“you must’ve had a lot of fun then”

“i did (๑˘︶˘๑)),,,but it would nice if you guys would be there too,” mark nods at this 

then mark’s got a look in his eyes that made taehee say, “spit it out”

he licks his lips before telling her not to cringe 

and she's somewhat got an idea of what he's gonna do, so she nods and giggles anyway

mark: *clears his throat* are you from seoul?

taehee, giggling: why?

mark: because i think you're my seol-mate

they both laugh, “okay thats kinda good, i like it”

“kinda good?”

“yea you need to get to my level mr. mark lee”

“sure, 선배님”

then theres a sudden knock on the door which startles the both of them

“thats haechan, isn't it”

“sadly,” they both laugh 

at this point czennies are convinced that they are twins 

like the timing of when they looked at the door?? so in sync

their smiles too ;( 

so before mark leaves, he opens his arms for a hug, ruffling her hair when they part 

and alas, a wILD DONGHYUCK APPEARS ＼(＾▽＾)／

unlike the others, hyuck immediately wraps his arms around taehee’s shoulders and pulls her into a tight hug

laughing, she wraps her arms around his waist and leans her head on his shoulder 

“i love you,” hyuck starts as he sways the both of them 

“i love you too”

“...if we’re still unmarried by the time we retire, i'll marry you okay?”

“you’re still on about that?,” taehee chuckles 

“we’re marrying each other,” he says when she doesn't answer 

later on taehee’s like (・・)

“is this *sniff* is this the cologne i gave you *sniff sniff*”

hicks hums, “it’s about to run out”

“really? you must’ve liked it then..it smells good”

he pulls away and theres this look of disbelief in his face 

like you know that face when he's teasing the members 

its like that uwu he's so cute i love him 

“you don't..you don't know what it smells like?”

“i was trying to test out my skills so i just judged it by the case and the name”

then he runs his tongue along the inside of his cheek like 

hyuck: this girl i swear-

“i guess it worked then,” he just goes along with her cause she's cute 

and he loves her 

so they danced until the song was done 

and hyuck was like ‘blindfold time!! ^-^’

so when he pulled out a blindfold taehee went: oh shit what is that 

her face kinda said everything so hyuck laughed and just told her to go along with it 

she was vvv nervous,,you can tell her grip on hyuck was like really tight 

“oW OW CALM DOWN!! geez HAHA”

when they entered the conference room, taehee immediately said “IS THAT CAKE??”

the other members had to keep their chuckles to themselves until taehee sat down 

hyuck gave her a very wet sweet kiss on the cheek before removing her blindfold 

so when taehee opened her eyes, hyuck took the seat beside her 

on her other side was yuta, taeil, then jungwoo 

meanwhile beside hyuck was johnny, mark, and taeyong 

doyoung was standing in the front with a mic 

“woah woah woah whats this”

and her eyes traveled up to the banner yuta and taeyong made 

in glittery shining letters, it read “OUR PRECIOUS BABY PUMPKIN TAEHEE *heart*”

“BABY PUMPKINNNCDC,” taehee was laughing at the cringiness

then when mark, yuta, and taeyong came to the front she immediately groaned and let her head bump on the table 

“this is gonna be so corny”

“wise men say,,”

“AAFGGGHGHJG”

“only fools rush in,”

“AAAAaaaAaAAaAAAAaaA”

“but i can't help,,” taehee sighs instead and gives in 

at the end of the day, who could resist the mark lee

no one 

“falling in love with you,,” at this point they're all singing along and swaying their arms

meanwhile yuta and taeyong kept laughing at the back 

at one point they slow danced with each other, making the members laugh

they all clapped when mark was finished yay!! 

taehee stood up to give mark a bro hug and a pat on the head 

doyoung: *tap* *tap* mic test mic test 1, 2, 1, 2

“okayyy welcome to taehee’s birthday bash!!”

“BiRtHdAy bASh??!! (´〇｀)”

“first up, opening remarks to be led by jaehyun”

“WOWOWOOWOW *claps hands excitedly*

you notice the grins on the boys’ faces were so happy bc taehee was so responsive yet genuine with her actions 

they’ve truly hit the jackpot with this one 

jaehyun: does the bare minimum such as clearing his throat 

taehee: uR SO CUTE <3

“the sun on a lovely beach shines brightly”

“oooo”

“the early birds chirping happily as they go from flower,,to flower”

“birds go to flowers?”

“mark shh”

“the waves calm, as the kids play on the sand”

“all of this..is because of jeon taehee’s existence”

“wHABJSNAJ”

“the earth will never be at peace without you, so we commemorate this day, december 27,”

at this point everyone’s wheezing 

“its not even december 27 hhhh”

the fact jaehyun’s not breaking character makes it even funnier 

“to celebrate,,the day jeon taehee was brought to this world”

“people say disneyland is the happiest place on earth,”

“BUT CLEARLY THEY’VE NEVER BEEN NEXT TO ME :D”

“but clearly they’ve never been next to you”

taejae soulmates <3

“aAAAA I LOVE THAT HAHAHA”

“it mustve hurt when you fell from heaven, you truly are an angel in disguise”

jaehyun dramatically looks up while a hand is in the air, “but the member’s are here to heal you with our love!! APPLAUSE”

*cue standing ovations and whistles from the members*

meanwhile taehee’s clutching her stomach from laughing too a hard 

“this is so cheesy oh my god *wHEEEEZE*”

next up is taeil, jungwoo, and johnny's dance number!!

the vibe’s similar to the dance they did at yuwin’s bday special 

but this time it’s to britney spears’ “

so they've got taehee laughing a lot more 

to the point she CANT SEE because her eye smile ^-^

she's so precious czennies want to give her the world 

taehee kept shouting that they were cute esp taeil he looks so tiny in between these giants 

when they're done taehee’s in literal tears, “aa i love u guys so much”

blowing of cake yay!!!

the members are laughing because of the look in her eyes 

taehee and food a new ship <3 

hyuck’s cover off happy birthday makes a powerful comeback again 

mark’s just shaking his head at him 

so while they're all distributing slices of cake 

markhyuck takes a stand at the front and they look like they're about to make a toast 

lmao they are

“so this is for our lovely taehee”

“joanieee”

“you've worked hard along with us on this beautiful journey,,you never show us that you're tired and you are consistently selfless, compassionate, and kind with all of us,, we can never ask for a better sister”

mark: LOVE YOU *throws a finger heart*

even if that was short, taehee still finds her self smiling from ear to ear 

god she loved these boys so much 

closing remarks time!! aka picture time 

hyuck and yuta were getting playful with taehee so they swiped a but of icing from the cake then onto her nose and cheek 

she just nose scrunched at them uwu they love her so much 

aaaaa this is so long 

i cannot express enough how much the members love taehee

she has been their friend, sister, mentor, cheerleader, etc. for so many years 

they love her to death 

so as they all said cheese for the photo, their love for each other shines brightly through their eyes and smiles 

in this journey, it’s all or nothing <3