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byeuijoo · 1 year

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first meeting 𐀔 boynextdoor

genre : purely fluff ⋆ warnings : absolutely none ⋆ wc : 1029

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park sungho ⭒ at a coffee shop

being a big caffeine fan, you absolutely had to try out the new café that had just opened near your home. dragging your friends along on your outing, you found yourselves a good seat while leafing through the many specialities on offer here. it was a chilly day, so a hot cup of coffee was in order — coffee sifted with chocolate powder and a hint of vanilla caramel was probably the best possible choice. once you've made your decisions, you're in charge of placing the order at the counter : but you were so eager to taste it that you weren't looking where you were going. and you didn't see the pretty boy approach you with his coffee in hand, which ended up on his white t-shirt. while making big eyes and uttering a cry of distress that drew the attention of all consumers, you quickly grabbed some napkins to clean up the mess you'd made, apologizing a billion times under the young man's amused gaze. « it's okay, don't worry. i have a bunch of other white shirts! » he was amused but you were embarrassed, so to make it up to him, you bought him a new coffee, which he decided to have at your table — with you.

lee riwoo ⭒ to a dance class

at the behest of your mother, who insisted on regular physical activity, you took the initiative and enrolled in dance classes. swimming and long jumping weren't for you — so you figured that moving your body to good music, probably wasn't so bad after all. shuffling your feet into the room, tossing your backpack into the corner, you sat down on the parquet floor and waited for the dance teacher to come. others students, seemingly more at ease than you, were already present filled the room with whispers and sideways glances that made you feel left out. just as you were about to grab your things and run out the door, you were stopped in the doorway by a boy much too cute to be real. « oh.. first day right? » nodding at his words and feeling slightly embarrassed, you were surprised to feel his hand slip warmly over your shoulder, « i'm your teacher, but you can call me donghyuk. i'm going to do everything i can to make you comfortable, okay? » — and of course, you couldn't resist.

myung jaehyun ⭒ on a soccer pitch

it was getting dark, and late night walks were probably your favorite thing to do after a long day. well.. especially when you don't have to lug your little brother around like you do today. but since you had no choice, you might as well go along with it. during your walk, you came across a soccer pitch where some youngsters were playing together, illuminated by the few street lamps that surrounded it. your brother kindly asked if he could join them, and even though you were rather reluctant in the first place, you let him, seeing the huge smile on his lips. sitting down on the bench next to you, you were surprised to see one of the young guys approach you and chat quite naturally — he was pretty cute in his oversized sweatshirt and his black and pink beanie. as one of his friends called him back, he walky away from you, flashing you his huge pretty smile and shouting that his name was myung jaehyun.

han taesan ⭒ in a vinyl store

your birthday had just come and gone, and you'd finally received the present you'd been longing for : a record player. but to use a record player, you needed a few essentials : vinyl records. according to one of your friends, there was a very good store selling some not far from where you live, so you rushed over there. you were pleasantly surprised to be greeted by a young boy who seemed to know a thing or two about music — or so you thought as you listened to him advise another customer while you browsed the many choices. when he'd finished, he approached you with a smile, gently asking if you needed any information. after explaining the situation, you saw him rummaging through the many cds and handing you one : (what's the story) morning glory? by oasis. « you should listen to this album, it's my recommendation. and happy late birthday, it's on the house. » — and you could be sure to come back here soon.

kim leehan ⭒ at the aquarium

nobody wanted to go with you, but you didn't know why. was it because you liked to spend hours doing nothing but watching fish swim in their gigantic aquarium? probably. but it wasn't your fault if they were so fascinating. so, without worrying about being alone, you made your way to this large building after school, wandering through the many aisles filled with little fish, each one as beautiful as the next. but you were so hypnotized by so many beautiful things, you forgot to look where you were going — leading you to bump into someone a little taller than you, who seemed just as fascinated as you. his eyes left the sharks for a few seconds to settle on your face, giving you a warm smile to which you responded, staying at his side to admire these impressive mammals. you'd probably just met the friend who would become your aquarium sidekick.

kim woonhak ⭒ at the bus stop

you didn't want to be late, but the whole world seemed to be against you. first your alarm clock didn't go off, then the rice cooker breaks down, and if that wasn't enough, you discovered that the tire on your bike was flat. your last option : run to the bus stop and hope you don't miss it. and of course you saw the bus leaving from the top of the hill. letting out a long desperate sigh, you dropped onto the bench while trying to catch your breath, not immediately noticing the boy sitting next to you. until he handed you a bottle of water, flashing a cute smile that made you lose track of time. « drink this, you look exhausted. oh and, i'm woonhak, by the way! », you suppose you've just made a new friend at the bus stop.

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blacklesbothatlovestowrite · 1 year

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On My Mama Pt 2

Shuri x Fem Reader, Fem Reader x OC

I'm new to the tag list and tagging so bare with me if I left anyone out just let me know and I'll add it in.

Tags: @mixedfandxms @shurislover @sweetalittleselfish-honey @desswright29

Side note: I had an idea for a fic with Jada Kingdom Reader (looks) and Shuri, maybe ShuRiri. I'm Jamaican so you know seh big tunes ah guh run. 💥 reader could be an aspiring model trying to break into music and she meets Shuri or Shuriri at an event and they decide to produce her music wanting to do a fusion between Jamaican, African and American music. And a whole lotta smut and messy, toxic shit in between. 😮‍💨

I be in the section dolo, baby, oh

You chose to go to the club on a Friday night, you'd been ducking Riri and Shuri for days. Expensive gifts were delivered daily, Beautiful flower arrangements, your favorite foods. Things you wanted but had no clue as to how they knew that.

Some girl you barely knew invited out out with her group of friends. You weren't very interested at first as you knew girls were catty and competitive by nature and you weren't interested in having to be on the defense all night. You'd done the trying to be a girl's girl before and it never worked out. Girls tended to be weird and you had no time nor energy for the bullshit.

Making acquaintances was the goal. You couldn't spend all your time in college doing nothing but doing work and keeping your head in the books. You wanted some fun, some irresponsibility. You were tired of being a 'good girl' someone that was a people pleaser. You had no people to please any longer. Your mother was a cheating whore and your father the star of your eyes was gone.

Your look + Outfit (with a more subtle eye look)

The club was lit. You noticed many POC students from campus. Which wasn't surprising as this club was marketed towards POC's on the low. Owned by a black couple, and ran with POC staff. It was a safe space for POC's to have fun without fear of harm.

"Y/n, I'm a little miffed. I invited you out and you out here making us all look bad." Gina says, her eyes narrowing at you playfully.

"Girl hush, she couldn't do normal if she tried. Even in casual wear with no makeup she looks hot." Nina giggles, greeting you with a hug.

"I'd kill for your looks and figure..." Gina pouts. You laugh at her. "No wonder your mom's a model. You need to follow in her footsteps, all that damn beauty."

"I'm good. Beauty and Brains is the goal. I'd rather be known for being pretty and a genius rather than pretty and an airhead hoe." You shrug and the girls look between each other in shock. "My mother isn't my favorite person so you'll never hear a compliment out of my mouth about her so it's better to not bring her up."

"Noted..." Gina muttered, clearing her throat. You could practically hear the silent judgment.

"Let's go get some drinks." Nina suggests, leading the way to the bar.

"I want a margarita." Gina calls to one of the bartenders. A pretty tall caramel skinned girl with highlighted curls and a bright smile.

Bartender

"Make that two." Nina agrees.

"I'll have whatever you think is best." You say, watching the girl eye you seductively.

"Coming right up, gorgeous." You bite your lip as she looks you over as she makes the drinks. The look she was giving you had you weak in the knees already.

"Oooh..." Gina giggles, bumping your shoulder. "She feeling you..."

"Here ya'll go." She places each drink down, before handing yours to you. "This one's new, I'm sure it tastes just as good as you look."

You fight the urge to break out in a cheesy smile. Her fingers grazing yours as you take the glass. You down the drink, eyes widening at the sweet yet potent taste that slid down your throat. You felt slightly hot as she smirked at you.

"Ok... I'll have what she's having!" Nina says, wide eyed. The bartender laughs but nods.

"Lord Ha'Mercy I'm too gay for this." Nina fans herself. You smile a genuine smile. Something you hadn't done in a very long time.

"What's your name ?" The bartender asks, as she passes Nina her drink and a hands you a refill.

"Why should I tell you?" You raise a brow, while nibbling on your bottom lip.

"Ok, Smiley it is." She licks her lip and you internally fan girl. "You have such a beautiful smile."

You're making me forget my past

"I'm Jess by the way." She adds.

"Ok, Jess by the way. Thanks for the drinks." You say, your tone playful. You grab a $20 and slide it towards her before heading to the dance floor. You wanted to let loose and have fun, and a small part of you wanted to show off for her.

You let your body sway to the beat, your head slightly tilted back as you gyrates your hips to the beat. As you danced your mind went to Shuri, the lyrics swirling in your head. Your eyes snapped open wanting to remove her from your mind.

You'd been trying to stop thinking about her. You couldn't help your attraction to her, she did something to you but you refused to go there. She was the cause of your family's downfall. She'd been with your mother. It was disgusting to even be thinking about her after that.

Your eyes locked with Jess and you put every effort into seducing her. Something that wasn't so hard since she seemed interested in you. You needed Shuri the fuck out of your head and Jess seemed like the perfect way to do that.

You were sure fucking with Riri would work two fold. Take your mind off Shuri and fuck her over at the same time. Yet you couldn't stand the fact that Riri was friends with the girl. She was bright and from what you'd heard she was by all accounts a morally good person.

The two being friends made no sense to you. How could you trust someone so messy and chaotic unless you had that in you as well? Maybe Riri was better at hiding her dirt and kept it on the low. Regardless you weren't interested in finding out.

As the song finished and you went to make your way back to the bar a familiar face stopped in front of you. She looked bothered, and you couldn't find a fuck to give.

"I see you've gotten my gifts." Riri eyes your body in the outfit she's sent you. You wore it hoping she'd see you in it because you wanted to prove a point to the duo one you knew would be relayed if the other wasn't present.

"And I see you weren't listening." You deadpan. "But if you'd like to send me stuff who am I to stop you? It's giving fan behavior, and I find that very amusing."

"Oh, so you got jokes?" Riri cracks up. She steps closer, her body almost touching yours. "You can continue acting like you don't want me but we both know you secretly like my attention. You like being chased and that's fine. Just know once you get caught, you'll have to beg for my attention."

"Your head being big clearly fits you, Williams." You say her name with malice.

"And that's not the only thing big." You can tell by her tone exactly what she's talking about but you choose not to acknowledge it.

"Well have a good rest of your night." You dismiss her before stepping around her and heading back towards the bar. You see that Nina and Gina are gone. You look around to see them with the other people they were supposed to meet up.

"So Riri's your thing?" Jess says, settling back in front of you.

"Thing?"

"Your type." She clarifies, her eyes sparkling. She had the prettiest eyes you'd seen.

"I think the only type you need to worry about is yourself." You flirt. She raises a brow.

"Word?"

"What do you say to heading home with me?" You get straight to the point, watching as she grins.

"Oh you go for what you want, huh?" She seems impressed. You simply stare at her. "We can head out right now."

She walks over to some guy and they talk for a bit before she gathers her things from under the bar and motions for you to follow her. She leads the way to her car, a black Camry with blue and black interior. Her rims are even blue and her windows tinted.

The next morning you're woken by Jess with her skillful tongue and you take pleasure in the fact that you're loud. She'd put you to work the whole night, and you'd returned the favor showing her exactly how much you appreciated her attention.

You sighed as you piled your straight hair into a messy bun and pulled on a oversized t-shirt and walked her to your dorm door. You yawned as you let her out and thanked her for coming over. You made a note to text her for another session as she was definitely a generous and thoughtful lover.

As you watched her leave and was about to close your door you watched in victory as Riri walked towards her dorm room. She'd left at some point in the early hours of the morning, slamming her door. You knew she was jealous and that thought sent chills of satisfaction throughout your body.

"Good morning, Williams." You said, smirking as she clenched her jaw. "Sorry about the noise. I'll try to be quieter next time."

And with that you closed the door with an enthusiastic kick. The message you'd sent very clear. Little did you know, you'd just started a war. One you wouldn't win.

Your day was starting to turn to shit as your RA left your dorm. Angry was an understatement. You knew someway somehow your current predicament was curtesy of Riri. You couldn't prove it but you knew it was her.

You'd been reported for having an off campus visitor spend the night. A violation that meant you lost your dorm. You were pissed. You'd already made your dorm home. Decorated it how you wanted and even saged it to clear any bad energy out. Clearly it hadn't worked.

You were being moved to another building where you'd have two roommates. The only upside being you had a room and there weren't many rules. You just hated the fact you had to share a space with people you barely knew in closer and smaller quarters.

It took you the whole day and the help of the sisters Nina and Gina. Once you'd moved into the new apartment, you noticed the apartment was huge. You looked around, steering clear of the other bedrooms not wanting to invade anyone's private spaces.

The apartment was styled nicely. By the door was a shoe rack with dope sneakers, expensive heels and slides. You could tell whoever your roommates were they came from money.

You were so exhausted you knocked out on the sofa watching some old show.

A loud sound and a cuss woke you up. As your eyes adjusted to the dark you could barely make out two figures.

"Hello?" You called out, you knew you locked the door so the two had to be your roommate. The light was switched on and you instantly jumped up, anger building in you.

"Are you fucking serious!?!?!?!" You bellow.

"Told you she'd be happy to see us." Riri wiggled her brows, bumping Shuri.

"Y...you..." You couldn't find the words to express what you were feeling.

"Chill ma, we just thought you'd like some company." Riri grins, heading for the kitchen.

"Stop antagonizing her, Ri." Shuri speaks up, her demeanor is different. You glare at the duo.

"Fuck you look so good when you're pissed." Riri chuckles, grabbing a water and taking a sip. "Adorable really."

Realizing there wasn't much you could do, you swallowed down all the things you wanted to say and headed for your room. You slammed it, locking it behind you.

They didn't know what they'd started but you were damn sure going to finish it. You started scheming.

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doritochoi · 1 year

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The Model | K.H

pairing: kim hongjoong x reader

genre: non-idol!au, smut

warning: unprotected sex(dont do that irl), fingering, hongjoong likes your pxssy so much so he eats it like a whole meal,public sex.

word count: 1,7k

summary: Taking photos of hongjoong and end up doing it with him on the couch.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT THIS IS 18+

Being a famous photographer isn't that hard, is it? Until you meet the sexiest model who wants you.

It was a rainy day. Your schedule was full, but you got used to it because you were a famous photographer. Everyone wanted to work with you, so you were invited to take their pictures to a fashion show. You took a taxi and while you were looking at different events on your phone, you arrived at the place.

When you arrived, the event still had 20 minutes to start, so you arrived on time.You were walking around, when you saw your friend Wooyoung. You and him went to the same school when you were little and your parents were very good friends. Now Wooyoung was a very popular model. He had a lot of friends.

"Hey Y/n", he looked at me confused, as if he didn't expect me to be here."Hello Woo!",you said and then you hugged him tight."Wow I thought you were too busy to come here". "Well... I was also invited and I accepted". "Let me introduce you to my friends, come!", he took your hand and dragged you in a group of people. His friends admired you a lot because they knew you. They even wanted to take pictures with you. While you were discussing, that big wooden door opened. It was a man. The man that you wanted to see in person but you couldn't because you and him are very busy. Kim Hongjoong. He was known as the most popular model in Seoul and the ambassador of Chanel. If you told Wooyoung that you collected all his magazines, he probably wouldn't believe you or maybe he would tell him somehow. It was your little secret. His hair was wet and had some strands that hung on his forehead making him look so fucking attractive. His plump lips were so juicy. What did they taste like? White chocolate? Your fav. You bet there was nothing under that suit. Only his muscular body. Well, you were a huge fan. You knew he never wore anything underneath, and now it was really visible. You stared at him for 5 minutes, and Woo already notices something strange about you. He was looking in the direction you were looking and he saw that you were staring at Hongjoong. Perfect. "Want me to call him to come here?", he smirked saying this to you on purpose because he already knew whats on your mind. "Wait,no-"

And that was it. Wooyoung signaled him to come. The way he moved his hips, made your legs felt like jelly. For real. There he was, in front of you. The man that you dreamed, was staying so close to you that he could hear your heart beat. Woo hit your elbow meaning that he wanted to leave you alone with him "Thank me later",he winked at you, then he disappeared . "Hello Miss Y/n", he took your hand to kiss it and you blush a little. "It's a pleasure to meet you here."

The way his sweet and calm voice sounded like music to your ears. He could make you kneel in front of him and you wouldn't mind." I actually came here for you", "For me? Why?". This time he was looking into your eyes. You could see his caramel eyes analyzing your features. "I want you to take pictures for me for my new magazine". Was it a dream for you? "I'm glad to hear that. Let me show you a room."

You guided him to the room. You started setting up your equipment and Hongjoong just stared at you. He was posing in different positions. Of course he was good at that. It was his job after all. After you took so many pictures of him ,you wanted to take photos with your new camera that you bought a week ago. "Im so happy, i wanted to use this camera, and now you're the first one!",you began to turn on the camera but hongjoong said something that stopped your actions. "Can i use you instead?".

Now his voice was so deep.He wasn't the Hongjoong that you know.He looks dominant now..."Huh? Excuse me-". He attached his lips on yours,biting your lower lip making it to bleed. He tried to put his tongue in your mouth, but you didn't give him access, so he put his hand between your legs, making you scream, having the opportunity to put his tongue in. He stopped looking into your eyes."Why aren't you a model? You look stunning." You were frozed. Kim Hongjoong kissed you and said that you look stunning."Don't hide from me,babygirl. I've seen how you've been looking at me since I came and I know you want me as much as I do." ."Wait..the fashion show will began..".

The fashion show was about to start and you were in a room with the man you wanted to lay your hands on for years. ''Fuck, i dont care about that now. Fix my problem.". You knew exactly what he was talking about. Your eyes goes down and looked how his big cock was desperate for your attention. "Nah its too early to touch this. Let me do my work and don't move." Your luck was that you could have sex on a sofa there. The problem was that many people came and the door couldn't be locked, so you had to be quick. Hongjoong took off his suit, remaining only in his boxers. You stared at his body. You wanted so badly to get your hands on him. He pushed you onto the couch, t hen you felt his warm breath against your neck as he started to slowly kiss you there. You started to move a bit giving him more space to place his kisses on you. He starts applying wet kisses all over your body, feeling your big and bouncy boobs. "Fuck, i love you hard nipples, darling". His hands were massaging your boobs through that transparent shirt. You moan when he ripped your shirt and when he started to play with them gently. Then he pulled your legs up, looking at you like you were a piece of art . Your pussy was dripping and he barely did something. "Already wet? But i didnt even begin". Your skirt and panties were on the floor and now you were completely naked in front of him. Your were naked in front of Him Hongjoong. What a good view he had. One of the best views. You wanted to say something but he started to lick your pussy and sucking your clit. You throw you head back and Hongjoong took the chance to push two fingers into your pussy while his other hand was squeezing your boob. This action made you moan his name louder and louder. "Good girl, show everyone who is fucking you this good". His fingers fastened and he felt your walls contracting thats when he pulls out stealing a very good orgasm from you. You really wanted to say something but only you can do just moan his name over and over again. He removed his boxers and his cock was BIG . His tip was red and filled with precum. "Does it fit me?", you were kinda exicited,but you knew its gonna hurt. " I don't know baby, lets see" He pushed his huge cock inside you feeling how he was in your stomach. You thought his cock was one of the biggest you've seen, well... you haven't seen that much, but it was huge. He started slamming inside of you wanting to make both of you orgasm. "Come on baby, cum for me". The orgasm was strong that made you to see stars. When you came back from your sense, you looked down between your legs and you could see that Hongjoong isn't done with you. He began to apply kisses on your pussy then he licked it, having cum on his lips. Then he came to your face kissing you feeling how wet his lips were. "Do we have time for something else?",you said that smirking at him. "Something like what,doll?".

You got up, and took hongjoong's belt from the floor and tied his hands behind his back. "Watch and don't move." Those were your last words and your eyes were looking at his cock almost begging to be sucked. You wrapped your hand around his lenght, hearing moans from Hongjoong voice. You started with small kisses, Hongjoong throwing his head back. You love when you see him trying to control himself. He cursed your name. "Just like that...keep going". His eyes never left you as you continued to suck him off. You were about to deepthroat the man suddenly a knock on the door was heard. Shit. You were in a room with the most famous model. Yes. You were both naked. Yes. You were giving him a blow job. Yes. What a beautiful day. "W-wait im coming", you got dressed faster than ever, your make-up was ruined. But that doesn't matter anymore. "Here, go and hide somewhere.",you gave him his clothes that were on the floor, then he hides behind the couch.

At the door was none other than Wooyoung. He's been looking for you for 2 hours. "Finally you are here! Where did you go? The fashion show is over. And where is Hongjoong?, he tried to look around the room, but you were in front of him, blocking his view. "U-um he didn't feel very well so he went home." Actually that lie worked and wooyoung left . Hongjoong came and grabbed your waist. "So now im sick?". "Look, maybe we should leave without being seen and pretend we didn't know each other." Hongjoong was confused. He looked at you, not believing what you were saying. "I don't give up so easily. Lets go on a date." He took your hand and took you out of that room not caring that there were so many people who could look at you two. You passed among people unnoticed but someone's voice stops you. "Joong? Y/n? Weren't you sick?" He was looking at the two of you holding hands. "Huh, whats going on here?" he pointed his hand towards your hands and looked closely at Hongjoong because he was sweaty. "We had sex nothing much." "Oh, wait WHAT". After that, you and Hongjoong ran away and got into his car. "Joong, I wasnt done with you." He didnt say nothing, just looking at you. "Okay".

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purplesurveys · 1 year

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1751

What are your plans for the day ahead? I'll be taking a few of these, but sometime in the afternoon I plan to do some pre-work/research for an upcoming pitch. The potential client is huge and I personally like them as a consumer, so if we bag it it'll be a really big win.

This evening I have a meeting with my college org's alumni for a brainstorming session. Apparently the org has been in a dying state since the pandemic, and some alumni have volunteered to help in reorganization efforts, including myself.

What was the last thing you cleaned? I tidied the dining area and kitchen after having dinner last night.

When do you go to your soonest appointment? I don't have any booked any time soon.

What did you last order online? Yabu a week ago.

Can you see any bottles from where you’re sitting? Does the paper cup my coffee comes in count? It's right in front of me.

What time do you usually try to wind down in the evening? It's earlier these days; I usually want to be in bed by 11 PM and start falling asleep by midnight-ish.

What’s something you have been putting off? A side project. I want to kickstart a passion project of some sort so that I have somewhere else to invest my time and energy in besides work, but I still have no clue what it is I want to do. Do I start a blog, and if I do what do I write about? Do I want to be a contributor at some media publication, and which one would it be, what would I want to write about? I'm still at a loss but at least I'm already in that mindset where I know I want to be doing something more; it's just a matter of identifying the best thing I can do at the moment.

What restaurants do you frequently eat at? I don't dine in restaurants frequently tbh but when I do it's usually a Japanese place with a focus on either sushi or ramen.

Do you like banana pudding with a lot of bananas or more vanilla wafers? I do not enjoy banana pudding.

How many books would you guess you’ve read in the last 5 years? I'd say 2-3 is a safe guess.

What was the last message you sent? I was telling my friends that I'd love to discuss 3D with them the next time we get together. After my initial hype for the song died down, I had time to think about how polarizing the material actually is. I have no qualms with JK's part at all, but the rap part stinks to high heaven and everything about it is a goldmine for discussion.

Have you ate anything green today? What’s your favorite way to add greens to your diet? Uh, kind of? I had a chicken pesto wrap for breakfast if anything, lol.

When did you last light a candle or incense? Maybe more than a year ago. The last related thing I used was a reed diffuser, which I prefer these days.

Is it currently warm where you are? It's warm all the time where I live, except for maybe from Jan-Feb where the temperature can drop to the low 20s.

Have you ever fallen out of bed? Only as a kid.

What do you like on your hot dogs or burgers? I never have hotdogs but I imagine I'd look for mayo in mine. For burgers, I like a mayo-based sauce, caramelized onions, and jalapeños.

Are you currently listening to anything? Yes, BTS.

What’s your favorite thing to do outside? Go to coffee shops, visit museums, and walk/explore – especially if I'm in an unfamiliar place. I walked SO MUCH on my own when I was in Malaysia.

Are there any celebrities that you are a big fan of? These days that would be BTS. I like other celebrities too but don't really make as big of an effort to catch up with what projects they've been up to.

Do you ever watch award shows? Sure, but I only watch when BTS is expected to appear. That said I don't think I'm going to be watching any of them anytime soon, and maybe I'll just be voting from the side.

Do you usually run out of shampoo or conditioner first? Conditioner, by a mile. My hair is very thick and gets very hard when exposed to water due to all the bleaching it's been through, so I need multiple pumps of conditioner at a time to soften it back.

Do you have any LED lights in your home? I think our lights outside may be LED? Not fully sure though.

What is your biggest challenge? Having it in me to take risks.

What was the last sweet thing you’ve eaten? I had a slice of Starbucks' brookie cheesecake just now.

Do you prefer buying new clothes or thrift shopping for clothes? New ones, but I don't mind thrift shopping too. It's just that I do it much less often because knowing it was owned and worn before gives me minor ick.

What is something you need right now? Well, a demotion is definitely one of them. I just want to go back to what I was already previously doing.

What’s something you like that is blue? Denim jeans.

Have you treated yourself today? Kind of, but not as much as I would've wanted to as I'm already going over my budget. I already took myself to a coffee shop today but I think that's all I'm doing, even though I really want to get ramen.

Have you ever traveled alone? Nope.

What color is your most worn jacket/hoodie? Blue.

Who is someone you would like to get to know more? Val, the newest member of our work team. She's going to be replacing one of my senior bosses, who'll be migrating to Canada by next month. I really hope she lasts with us and has a good rapport with the team; but from what I've experienced from her so far, she seems to be promising so at least that's a positive.

What toy do you miss the most from your childhood? My cash registers haha. I miss how many buttons they had.

Have you ever lost something valuable to you? Sure, a few things here and there.

What or who has impacted your life the most? My parents.

Would you say you are toxic in any way? We all have at least one red flag, I feel.

What’s one of your favorite memories from the past year? Going to Thailand with my friends in what was my first non-family trip abroad.

How often do you use a straw? Maybe once a week?

What’s your current favorite song? I don't have any at the moment.

What are some books you’d recommend to someone? I don't think I'd be able to give any! I don't read a lot anymore.

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mywritingonlyfans · 3 years

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in short, I work in a coffee shop and now I am at work. and the same blurb that stuck in my head for several days.

it's about half past 7 in the morning. it's warm enough outside and like any other day in rome, the sun pleases with its bright and hot rays.

if not for the sweet voice of david bowie poured from the speaker, you could hear the birds singing.

and even though you woke up at six in the morning and still did not have time to have breakfast, work still brings you pleasure and you meet each customer with a sincere smile on your face

now you are serving two lovely girls who have just made an order and now are waiting for their drinks

and you are just starting to make coffee, as here, almost two-meter-tall hurricane, rushes in a hurry into the coffee shop, but as soon as he sees people besides you, he slows down a little

even before you and Thomas started dating, he always stopped by for coffee for himself and the band. As a matter of fact, this is how you met.

- I beg your pardon, can I pass? - he speaks to girls and when they step away a little, thomas comes behind the counter (looking like he came to his own house) - good morning, mi amore - he turns to the tablet on which the checkout is kept, but a second later his attention is again drawn to you, and you jump from surprise a little and almost drop a carton of milk on the floor because this blonde asshole pinches on your thigh while saying - I actually said hello!

- thomas! I'm actually working!

- uh-huh, I love you too - mumbles casually. - mio caro, do you have any cigarettes? mine ended yesterday.

- do you want me to support your nicotine addiction?

- you have the same nicotine addiction, and also you are addicted to me - he chuckles

- cucciolo, you’re lucky I love you , check the bag

thomas (again, looking like he came to his own house), takes your black tote bag that says "måneskin" with big red letters, and starts looking for something there - how do you even find anything here? you know, pup, if i get a hammer or shovel out of your bag i won't be surprised

- look at the very bottom, most likely in the left corner

- here it is! I found! I owe you a pack - he returns your bag to its original place and goes to cash desk. with his long fingers enters the required amount for coffee at the terminal and pays with his card. thomas doesn't even have to ask where his coffee is, he knows that you always leave it on the shelf under the counter. just like you don't have to ask for his order. because you know what each of the band drinks. just as you know that exactly at half past seven a blond guy will run to your work before going to the studio.

he takes a stand with 4 black cups of coffee which you finished preparing just a minute before those two girls, whose drinks you are making now, came in. when thomas sees the inscriptions done with white marker on the cups, he involuntarily smiles. you always write funny wishes to the guys. special promotion for måneskin, so to speak. and thomas remembers your first date every time he sees those white letters.

- I'll pick you up in the evening - and he is about to leave, but abruptly returns and puts a small paper bag next to your tote, from which smells delicious baked goods - i bought your favorite caramel croissants - still with smile on his face, thomas pecks you on the cheek - please don't forget to eat. follemente innamorato di te - he says already leaving the coffee shop and runs away as fast as you don't even have time to answer anything. and you actually wanted to say that you also love him very much. what disrespect on his part, but he brought you croissants so you don't mind.

and this all happens very quickly, because he is in a hurry to the studio and the guys are waiting for him. and it all happens while you are making coffee for two girls who are in complete shock, because, as it turned out, they are må fans

did I just write a 700 word blurb? or smth like that, I dunno how to call it

ok, anyway, I had to share this with someone, I hope u don't mind

and I also have another story in my head (acquaintance, or something like that). should i write it for you?

heeey love!!! i don't mind at all, it was lovely to read it!! i love 'domestic'/intimate stuff, and with thomas omg🥺 you can send more if you want, i'd love to read more babe!! thanks for sending your blurb!🥰

#måneskin #thomas raggi #thomas raggi x reader #maneskin talk

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jaythelittlegay · 3 years

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Photographer Megumi x Model Yuji AU

➳ CAPTURED HEART

Click, click, click.

"Alright, these seem pretty decent. You can take a break while I go through the pictures." Megumi informed the peachy haired model as he lazily made his way to the laptop, loosely gripping the camera from its sling strap as it slightly shook with each step blue eyed took.

"Thank you for your hard work, Megumi!" Yuji smiled at the photographer, his loud but cheerful voice echoing in the empty studio.

"Yeah, it's my job after all." Megumi reminded while he connected his camera to the laptop before he continued talking dryly, pressing his lips to a thin line to suppress the forming smile. "We still have photoshoot to do, so please make sure to be here within 45 minutes."

"Don't worry! I got this~" Yuji laughed, leaving the studio to get some food suitable for his diet.

He didn't really do dieting quite often since he worked out ever day to keep his body shape; but, this time was an exception, due to the criticism he received after the hiatus he had taken. Yuji was hurt by the comments he saw, but knowing that famous people had no time to relax from society's eyes, he shrugged it off. He didn't hide a lot from media as well; he was indeed one of the most honest and genuine models you could see. He had tons of articles about rescuing or helping people, another reason his popularity heightened. Which is why Megumi was take aback when he first saw Yuji, as he thought the model would drop the nice and polite act.

Megumi chose the pictures he liked, moving them to another folder to discuss it with the model once he came back. Megumi truly felt weird about the model: he actually had never taken pictures of models.

The young professional photographer was known for his photobooks consisting of unique and creative scenery, contemporary works as well as each of them had different concepts, usually related to feelings. He had gotten job requests from models all around the world only to reject them all that he didn't do portraits nor any photoshoot related to humans.

Models would fake the emotions Megumi wanted to portray in his photobook and he detested the idea of having an artificial expressions in his works. Until, Yuji had contacted him. He was going to reject him once he saw the email with Yuji's portfolio attached to it. He didn't even want to check the portfolio however the caramel eyed boy's email had caught him off guard. He apparently was a big fan of Megumi. He had asked whether it would be alright to, at least, watch Megumi work even if the photographer refused to work with him. Megumi got curious of the boy and the moment he checked his portfolio, he was stunned. For the first time, he found someone who could reflect the emotions. Those poses and expressions...just a touch away. Megumi could feel what Yuji did. The boy was a pure artwork in the photographer's eyes, although, he refused to say it out loud.

After their first photoshoot was published and got a lot of attention from the public, Megumi lost his interest in photography. It was confusing and weird. He couldn't create emotions through sceneries anymore; he felt useless as though everything had lost meaning. Yuji on the other hand would always contact him like a friend and blabber about random topics comfortably with him. It almost felt like one sided talk he was having with Megumi but both of them were fine with that. Unadmitted, Megumi enjoyed his company. His stories were intriguing for the latter. However, the lack of motivation in Megumi wasn't unnoticed. Yuji was so concerned about Megumi that he canceled the show he had and visited the sleep deprived Megumi, He forced the words out of Megumi's mouth, he had already created a soft spot in Megumi.

"You have to open up so we can find the cause, Fushiguro!"

"There's nothing to talk about, really." Megumi sighed, feeling guilty once he saw the concern filling Yuji's eyes.

"Are you sure? Are you being honest with me, right now?" Megumi stayed silent, not daring to stare at him. Yuji gripped his hands and pulled him closer, lifting his head by his chin with the other hand.

"Don't hide anything; your face is saying it all." The photographer felt his cheeks heating up as Yuji stared only and only at his deep ocean eyes and caressing his cheek.

"I'm sorry...I just can't find...any motivation to work. That's the problem." Megumi blurted, defeated by the puppy look Yuji f=gave him. Indeed Yuji already knew his place in Megumi's life.

"Hmm...must be hard on you...but don't you worry! I have an idea!" Yuji offered to model for him in order to find what was causing his distress.

Megumi's mood lightened up the moment they started the shooting. He was having fun taking his pictures, as Yuji radiated happiness through his angelic smile plastered on his face. Yuji was really talented with helping people; he was just like a medicine. He wasn't the smartest but his ideas always had a solution underneath them. Or maybe Megumi was exaggerating it. Either way his impact was really big on Megumi and people around him. A trait to be jealous of; not something Megumi wanted on himself but wanted Yuji to be al cheery next to him. He found it quite ridiculous but he couldn't hide the thought from his actions.

"You seem pretty happy and motivated to me!" Yuji laughed, looking through the pictures with Megumi.

"It's because you are with me, dummy." Megumi scoffed and slightly pushed Yuji.

Realizing Yuji was the only thing he wanted to capture with his precious camera, he only worked with him to a degree he released several photobooks which only included Yuji's pictures. Their bonds growing tighter and closer, Megumi felt as though he was incomplete without the model in his life.

"I think this picture looks good! What do you think?" Yuji exclaimed, pointing at a picture where his lips are curved upwards more than usual, shining like a sun.

"No." Megumi frowned, moving the picture to another folder.

"Eh?! Why?" Yuji asked, confused.

"Because I don't want to share how you shine when you smile with others. This is mine." Megumi proudly said, forgetting about who was next to him.

"Err, I mean y-you don't look...good here...haha..." Megumi raised his voice as he realized what he had said but it was too late to erase the smug smirk plastered on the model's face.

"Well, I'm all yours." Yuji open his arms, as if proving his own point before embracing Megumi, refusing to let go but the photographer didn't protest, instead, he came closer and hugged him back.

They never confessed any feelings, just to keep whatever relationship they had, scared of being rejected or maybe they were already aware of what was going on.

Megumi and Yuji would visit each other frequently, meeting in either of their houses, Megumi bringing him lunch during his breaks, partying and going on dates without admitting it was a date; otherwise why would you buy flowers for a friend?

Megumi smiled at the memories flooding at the back of his head as he sighed, checking the time; Yuji was, again, late. Megumi tilted his head once he heard the door being unlocked. He sighed and stood up, approaching the door.

"It's been an hour and a half. Any excuses?" Megumi sternly said, trying to hide his smile as he waited for another adventure that happen while Yuji was on his way. He would always find a person to help and prioritize it more than his actual job. He would totally forget about it and if his manager got mad at him he would defend himself by saying 'They needed my help.'

"Well...not really, hehe sorry." Yuji awkwardly chuckled, scratching the back of his head with his right hand and hiding the left behind his body.

"What was it this time, then?" Megumi watched the boy push him inside and kick the door shut as he moved closer to him.

"It's your birthday, Megumi." Yuji smiled at the photographer who had forgotten about it. Yuji handed Megumi the blue roses and wrapped the blue yang necklace around Megumi's neck as Yuji was already wearing the yin on his own neck. He continued:

"Aside from giving you a gift and eating a cake, how about I take you on an actual date to make us official?" Yuji pulled frozen photographer closer to himself by the waist, locking lips. He held him firmly yet so gentle as if he was scared to break the latter. Megumi wrapped his hands around Yuji's neck and kissed him back, tears of joy staining his porcelain face. Megumi opened his mouth giving enough space for the model to get in. Yuji couldn't get enough of the soft cloudy lips biting his, leaving traces of pleasure. Time lost its meaning for them, they were unable to see anything but themselves. Nothing mattered if they could be together in this world. But, they had to break their affectionate kiss once they were both out of breath.

"Sure, why not?" Megumi laughed, accepting the offer as he hugged Yuji one more time.

posted this on ao3 but also wanted to share it here! enjoy :)

#jujtsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen megumi #megumi fushiguro #yuji #jjk megumi #jjk anime #itadori yuuji #itafushi #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #jujutsu kaisen drabbles #jujutsu kaisen imagines #itadori x fushiguro #itadori yuji x fushiguro megumi #jujutsu kaisen au #jjk au #jjkdaily

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anemo-writes · 4 years

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🦋Heyo! I'd like to request a romantic match up with a guy. [I was apart of the first group of match ups but my request never got finished because of ship overloads. ☆ the pastel goth☆] 🦋

💙Alrighty, I'm a 5'2 (and a half) Lady with light brown eyes and caramel skin. ( a capricorn if it matters) I'm constantly changing my hair colors and styles. I love alternative fashion, stargazing,(stargazing is my favorite. I make sure to stay up to date with the starmaps and celestial events.Night time is my favorite part of the day.) baking, kpop and gardening. My personality type is INFJ. I love alone time and can get quite annoyed when constantly around big groups of people. I'm reserved but friendly, I tend to get overwhelmed easily and dislike chaos and love peaceful moments. 💙

🦋I am playful, generally cheerful and random when I'm alone or with close friends. I'm compassionate, genuine and kind but, can tell when people are trying to take advantage of me. I love space science and nature. Being outside always boost my mood. I have a protective streak and tend to shock others with my sass because I'm usually quiet. I enjoy making others happy and I have random energy boost, that causes me to dance or workout to calm down. 🦋 ☆

💙☆ Thank you so much!☆💙

yayay i finally got to this one! sorry for the late wait,, hope you enjoy your matchup 🥺

I match you with...

Razor!

The two of you probably stumble upon each other in the forest, with you on your way to a popular spot for stargazing and him doing his daily rounds in his “territory”. He’s extremely cautious of you when you first meet, but his nerves ease down slightly when you offer him a goody as a peace-treaty—he offers to escort you to wherever your heading and few words are spoken on the way there. However, he can tell through your short-spoken, polite words that you are genuine, and not a threat at all. The two of you part ways, but he finds himself visiting that spot frequently just to search for you, and you’re always there—it became tradition for the two of you to sit together, just watching the stars, with him listening to you talk about the current starmaps and celestial events. Regarding your often changes of style, he was extremely confused for the first few times—you smelled the same to him, but you looked,, different? Once to you explain it to him though, he won’t mind it—he wonders if he can change the color of his hair with the juice of crushed wolfhook.

Razor isn’t a huge fan of large crowds, as it can get a bit overwhelming for him—however, this happens to work out perfectly for the both of you! The two of you would much rather hang out in a peaceful, secluded place that’s away from the loud noises and chaos that places like the city would bring. You’re often found together on a hilltop, or really any place in nature, especially at nighttime. Now, Razor doesn’t have much prior knowledge about space science or the stars in general, but he does know that he really, really likes stargazing with you—something about just laying on top of the grass while looking up at the glimmering stars in the sky is just,, relaxing to him, especially when he sees the familiar smile you wear when you’re outside with the stars (plus, it reminds him of the first time you met). He’d even take off his cloak for you to sit on, just in case you don’t want to get dirty (don’t worry, he runs extremely warm, so he won’t get cold!) He’s also a great listener, so you’re able to rant and ramble about space science as much as you’d like to him and he’ll listen eagerly, maybe even remember a few things for the future to impress you!

He’s a big fan of your baking, whether you’re “good” at it or not—he always peers behind your shoulder, silencing hinting for you to give him a sample of whatever you’re making. He visibly wilts when you tell him he has to wait until they’re done, but gets really happy when you go to him first to let him try it—if he had a tail, it would be wagging a mile a minute :’) Gardening with him is,, interesting to say the least; he tries his best, he really does—but it’s hard for him. He’s curious about every plant you bring in, and will end up “investigating” each one to make sure they’re safe—and don’t let him plant any by himself either as much as he wants to,, he tends to do it very messily, and if you like things neat and perfect, you’re better off doing it yourself haha. Regarding KPOP, he’ll be even more confused, since it’s already hard enough to understand English (or whatever your preferred language is!), but he’ll listen along with you without a complaint.

#anemo-writes #anemo-matchups #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin matchup #genshin impact matchups #razor x reader #razor genshin impact

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maybanksslut · 3 years

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in short, I work in a coffee shop and now I am at work. and the same blurb that stuck in my head for several days.

it's about half past 7 in the morning. it's warm enough outside and like any other day in rome, the sun pleases with its bright and hot rays.

if not for the sweet voice of david bowie poured from the speaker, you could hear the birds singing.

and even though you woke up at six in the morning and still did not have time to have breakfast, work still brings you pleasure and you meet each client with a sincere smile on your face

now you are serving two lovely girls who have just made an order and are now waiting for their drinks

and you are just starting to make coffee, as here, almost two-meter-tall hurricane, rushes in a hurry into the coffee shop, but as soon as he sees people besides you, he slows down a little

even before you and thomas started dating, he always stopped by for coffee for himself and the band. As a matter of fact, this is how you met.

- thomas! I'm actually working!

- uh-huh, I love you too - mumbles casually. - mio caro, do you have any cigarettes? mine ended yesterday.

- do you want me to support your nicotine addiction?

- you have the same nicotine addiction. and also addiction to me - he chuckles

- cucciolo, you’re lucky I love you , check the bag

- look at the very bottom, most likely in the left corner

thomas doesn't even have to ask where his coffee is, he knows that you always leave it on the shelf under the counter. just like you don't have to ask for his order. because you know what each of the band drinks. just as you know that exactly at half past seven a blond guy will run to your work before going to the studio.

still with smile on his face, thomas pecks you on the cheek - please don't forget to eat. follemente innamorato di te - he says already leaving the coffee shop and runs away as fast as you don't even have time to answer anything. and you actually wanted to say that you also love him very much. what disrespect on his part, but he brought you croissants so you don't mind.

did I just write a 700 word blurb? or smth like that, I dunno how to call it

ok, anyway, I had to share this with someone, I hope u don't mind

and I also have another story in my head (acquaintance with thomas, or something like that). should i write it for you?

forever yours 🌻anon

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

i love itt

pls do plsss

#ask #sunflower anon #long post

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deedis · 3 years

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I actually have a confession too, I also am not a big fan of sushi (I mean, I'm also vegetarian so that already limits my options), I can have at most 2 or 3 rolls before it's enough. I am a big fan of the dumplings, tempura, and spring rolls of the place we went to. Plus, I got some spicy udon which was nice as well :DD I did try a pickled radish roll and the mango rolls my friend got, they were good! But as I thought, I was done after only a couple of mango, and the one radish.

I got one scoop "salted caramel truffle" ice-cream and one scoop "death by chocolate" ice-cream, they're perfect together! I've been really into salted caramel stuff lately and chocolate is my first favourite ^-^ What kind do you prefer?

ooh vegetarian! thats cool is it for belief reasons or health reasons? and do you think youd ever go vegan? (you dont have to answer if its too personal a topic, im just asking because one of my friends is vegetarian and she went vegan for a little bit and said it was reaaally hard which i can totally see)

OH MAN I WANT TO TRY UDON. spicy udon you say 😳 hows your spice tolerance its important

your ice cream order sounds GOOD!! i approve. though im thinking about it and there arent any Horrendous ice creams? like maaaaybe ones with idk nuts in them but. anyway my favorite is birthday cake (w kitkat (from coldstone)) because im a child with a huge sweet tooth

also i need yo put out there that vanilla is better than chocolate. yeah i said it. what are you gonna kiss me about it? go ahead and try

#wren tag #hi wren nice talking to you i like getting to know you #💌

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shyvioletcat · 4 years

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Ooh what about "You needed a ride home so I gave you one, but now we're stuck in traffic with nothing to do but talk" for lighting sparks! I'm so so so excited for literally everything you write for it ahhhh

I neglected this for far too long. So please be kind if it’s a little iffy.

Light the Sparks Masterlist

~~~~~

Elide stood just inside the doorway as she waited for Lorcan to bring the car around. He told her it was a big black 4WD and that he’d only be a few minutes. Elide tapped her foot nervously, she had asked him again if he didn’t mind dropping her off telling him she was fine to get the bus. But when they had got to the door the rain showed no sign of letting up and Lorcan had insisted. Putting people out of their way was not Elide’s favourite thing to do.

A big black car pulled up and Elide darted out into the rain, biting back a squeal as the thick heavy raindrops landed on the back of her neck. As she got closer she saw Lorcan reach over and open the door for her. It took her a moment to literally pull herself up into the absolute tank of a car, she even lost her balance for a moment but managed to keep the transition smooth.

“What’s your address?” Lorcan asked.

Elide was wiping at the wet hair that was sticking to her forehead as she quickly told him. He put the address into the screen on the dash and they both waited for an awkward moment as the GPS calculated the route, but then before too long Lorcan was pulling out onto the road.

For a few long moments neither of them said anything, just the sounds of the moving car and the rain were the soundtrack for their drive.

Elide cleared her throat. “So, you go to that place often?”

“No, that was the first time actually,” Lorcan said. “It was Fenrys’ idea.”

“I don’t mind it, drinks are a bit expensive but they taste good,” Elide said.

“Yeah, the whiskey was good,” Lorcan agreed.

Then there was the silence again, Elide wasn’t going to let it last, so she asked,

“How long have you been a firefighter?”

“I started my training straight out of school,” Lorcan answered.

Elide was preparing herself to ask another question but the Lorcan surprised her by asking one instead.

“I know you work at the school, do you teach?”

“No, I’m a teacher's aide,” Elide explained. “Aelin got me the job.”

At the mention of Aelin’s name she saw Lorcan’s lips tightened almost imperceptibly. This animosity between them was a mystery to Elide, especially where it had started. It would be rude for Elide to ask directly, but she couldn’t deny she was curious. Really, she found their interactions amusing. Again silence fell between them, Elide was wracking her brain for something else to ask when they turned another corner and she groaned. In front of them was a very long line of cars. Without traffic she would be home in 5 minutes, but with this, who knew.

“I’m so sorry,” Elide said.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it,” Lorcan muttered.

“I already ended your night early, now I’ve got you stuck in traffic. I feel pretty terrible about it,” Elide admitted.

Lorcan lent back as they moved at a snail's pace. “I was done at the bar, and I think I would have ruined the night for the rest of them after your quick save there.”

Elide laughed a bit nervously, “I hope you didn’t mind. I didn’t think too hard and I thought that might be the quickest way to deter someone.”

Elide watched his face and she saw the small hint of a smile ghost his lips.

“You did good. Thanks.”

Elide tried to keep in her laughter as she remembered what the woman had insinuated, but she couldn’t help it. “Aelin really went there, huh?”

Lorcan didn’t say anything and Elide swallowed the laughter that threatened to bubble out of her again. She should cut him a break, she didn’t want to increase his broodiness, and he was doing her a favour afterall. They crept forward a little closer, silence filling the car.

“Music?” Elide suggested casually.

Lorcan nodded and pushed a button on his steering wheel and the radio turned on. A pop song played that Elide didn’t know, starting from half way through. She looked out the front windscreen, the rain pelted down and the wipers flicked up periodically to sweep it away, the lights of the cars around them glowing.

Ads played then another song started, this one Elide knew.

I would be complex

I would be cool

They'd say I played the field before

I found someone to commit to

Elide liked this song, and had she been alone she probably would have sung along. But she wasn’t about to expose Lorcan to her sup-par singing, especially when...

There was a tapping noise and Elide turned towards the source. Lorcan’s fingers were tapping on the steering wheel, along to the music. Elide turned back to the front but kept watching him from the corner of her eye.

I'd be a fearless leader

I'd be an alpha type

When everyone believes ya

What's that like?

Lorcan kept tapping his fingers, and then to Elide’s complete shock she heard him mumbling the words under his breath, his voice so low.

I'm so sick of running

As fast as I can

Wondering if I'd get there quicker

If I was a man

And I'm so sick of them

Coming at me again

'Cause if I was a man

Then I'd be the man

Elide grinned.

~~~~~

“You a fan of this song?” Elide asked and Lorcan startled, his mouth immediately clamping shut. He hadn’t meant to start singing, he hadn’t realised what he was doing.

Lorcan shrugged, “It’s on all the time.”

“That’s not what I asked,” Elide said simply.

Lorcan cleared his throat. Damn him, she had been so still and quiet he had practically forgotten she was there as he had been so focused on the traffic. He had zoned out almost completely, after work, the crawling pace of the cars and sound of the rain filling his brain. “It gets stuck in my head. It’s hard not to know the words.”

“If it's any consolation I like it too,” Elide said, and he could see her smiling.

“I didn’t say I liked it,” Lorcan said.

“Sure, sure,” Elide said. “But I do have a playlist, I could give it to you.”

Despite himself Lorcan felt his lips twitch up. “I’m fine thanks.”

“If you change your mind please let me know, I’d be more than happy to share,” Elide told him.

Lorcan cut her a glare that probably would have sent lesser men running, but Elide just smiled at him. His heart flipped. Lorcan quickly looked back at the road, back to focusing on the traffic.

They had entered the very nice part of town. When the team had been called out to jobs in this part of town the homes had always been swanky and looked expensive. He was surprised Elide could afford a place here.

“I apartment isn’t mine, well it is but I kind of didn’t pay for it,” Elide said as if she had read his mind. “My parents were insistent that I live here if I was going to be stubborn about living by myself in the city. And with my ankle they didn’t want me to end up in a place like Aelin’s with no elevator, so I thought I might as well.”

Lorcan had noticed Elide’s slight limp, she hid it pretty well, but he wasn’t going to ask about it. That was something that seemed a little too personal, but since she brought it up he opened his mouth to ask the question when the GPS system spoke instead.

Destination on right

Lorcan scanned for a park, but the street was full.

“I’ll just jump out here, we’re practically stopped anyway,” Elide said as she gathered up her things.

“I can —“

Elide cut him off. “It’s fine, Lorcan. The door is just there. Thank you again, it was a pleasure being your girlfriend. Bye.”

She was out of the car before Lorcan could even say his own farewell. Elide turned and waved when she hit the path and waited for Lorcan to wave back before darting into the foyer of the apartment building. She was through the door when he realised he’d once again lost the opportunity to get her number, maybe ask her out for a real drink.

There was a beep from behind him and Lorcan realised he hadn’t moved since Elide had got out of the car. He took his foot off the brake, using that momentum to ease the car forward. He didn’t know why the car behind him had bothered to let him know he’d fallen behind, no one was going anywhere fast. Just like him and Elide.

~~~~

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2018shawn · 4 years

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prohibited | th x oc

If you grab a dictionary and look up the word ‘inconvenience’,

you’ll find Tom Holland’s name printed in huge, bold letters.

a/n: yoooo I actually forgot I wrote this so I'm pretty nervous about posting it actually. this is obvs gonna be a multi-part fic, no idea how many parts lmao. any feedback appreciated 💓

warnings: none

troupe: strangers → f.w.b → lovers (aka a rocky road)

word count: 1.7k

⌜intro⌟

One of Evie’s most annoying habits, and believe me, she’s been told more than enough times to know, is biting the end of her pen - or pencil - and twisting the plastic cap in-between her teeth. She’d done it since she could remember, it was just a way of releasing tension and nerves, but, considering it’s her boss’s pet hate and he picked up on it every time he entered the room, she really needed to nip it in the bud.

Evie twirled the black biro in between her index finger and thumb, the lid rattling against her teeth as she sunk further into the chair. Her chair was almost central in the line, pulled up to the longest conference table she’d ever seen in what she believed to be the largest meeting room of the building, and boy is it a gigantic building. “Lindsay on sixth floor said we’re finding out some new big ass movie plot,” Evie’s colleague and friend, Paris, whispered whilst leaning over to her chair from her own. Evie and Paris had been tight ever since she’d started as an intern after leaving school, she almost took her under her wing, showed her the ropes - even went as far as showing her where the fancy coffee capsules were kept. Evie soon learnt that coffee was very much needed when you worked at Sony Picture Entertainment, fancy capsules or not.

“Yeah well, Lindsay on sixth floor also said Tom Hardy tried to follow her into the ladies bathroom...” She rolled her eyes and turned to her friend, who simply shrugged and pulled away, sitting back straight in her chair. The door to the meeting room buzzed open, a key card access needed for entrance and everyone’s quiet muttering and speculations came to an immediate dead silence.

Much like the rest of the room, Evie straightened her back, crossing her legs underneath the table in an attempt to sit as presentable and professional as possible. As quick as everyone poised themselves into business mode, they relaxed just as quick. Maria, the super cute food and drinks assistant, who always snuck Evie an extra piece of bacon in her Friday morning sandwich, rolled in her trolley, laughing at the unsubtle atmosphere from the participants in the room. Paris leant over to Everly again, her blonde hair falling in between them both. “Champagne?” Her aggressive whisper drew more attention than she’d wanted, resulting in everyone else concentrating on the huge and expensive looking bottles of fizz on Maria’s trolley.

Evie’s mouth pulled to the side in confusion, knowing that Champagne only came out on the most appropriate of occasions. Maria set up her display, making sure the champagne flutes were crystal clear as she delicately placed them on the serving table. Another 5 or so minutes of muffled chat and theorising went by when the buzzer sounded again, only this time it wasn’t Maria and her trolley of tricks.

The amount of nerves that filled the room were uncountable as Mr. Big Boss walked in, otherwise known as Michael Stud. Michael Stud had intimidated Evie, since way back when, but she wasn’t the only one who felt like that. It was normal to be scared of your boss, sure, but when he came storming down your office hallways just because someone from the floor had tweeted about a movie review - it was extra scary. Said twitter user was never seen in the offices again, FYI.

Michael Stud wasn't alone. Behind him followed a small bundle of five individuals, talking and laughing amongst themselves, which made a nice contrast from the extremely silent room. Evie pulled the lapels of her spring coloured suit jacket together, trying to cover the stupid slogan tee-shirt and she suddenly wishes she picked the formal white shirt this morning. She also wishes she opted for a nice pair of heels instead of the white, canvas converse that she tucked under her chair, also in a bid to hide. Michael began with the formalities, introducing the crew behind him, some of who he offered to sit down, apart from the man with incredibly styled run-your-fingers-through hair who stay attentive at Stud’s side, eyes scanning the room as he admired all the faces in front of him.

Evie felt Paris’ presence yet again, Michael getting knee deep into the reason of why all senior department supervisors were bundled in the extremely warm room on a Thursday afternoon. “He’s been in... films n’ stuff,” she whispered, and Evie tried her hardest to remain professional, keeping eyes forward at all times. “I think maybe that tsunam...”

“Ms. Kershaw, is there something you’d like to add?” Michael asked, his eyes being the only pair that didn’t turn to face her because Michael could hear anything and anyone that would try talk over him. Evie winced, internally, lips pulling into a straight, thin line as she clicked eye contact with Miles who sat opposite. He slyly brought his hand up to his neck and mimicked running a knife across it, making it even harder for her to remain professional.

Paris shuffled awkwardly in her seat, picking up her pen and looking at her notepad as if there was going to be some miracle excuse written down on there. “Sorry, Mr Stud. I was just speaking aloud really...” Her palms were sweaty, but once she started talking she could never stop. “I thought I recognised our new friend here, and I think, maybe it’s just clicked, from that tsunami... impossible?... film?”

The handsome boy next to Michael beamed a wide smile, raising his eyebrows, “remind me to hit you up for the next pub quiz” was the first thing the young man had spoken since he’d entered the room and he even sounded attractive. Evie had dealt with her fair share of movie stars, she composed contracts for them for crying out loud, but never in her life had she come across someone who was so incredibly sexy and cute at the same time.

Luckily, Michael seemed to be in a good mood - probably something to do with the champagne announcement - and laughed along with the guest and everyone else in the room, only making Paris sink further into her chair, wanting the ground to swallow her whole. The five minute introduction felt like five years, not just for Evie but for the entire room. No thanks to Michael’s long and in depth ramblings about the man stood at the front of the room, anyone who didn’t already know learnt his name, the movies he’s been in and yes, it did include the ‘tsunami... impossible... film’ - to which Paris hid her head in her hands as everyone joint in the laughter again - and finally that he was here because he was going to be involved in the remake of something incredibly exciting. “So, everyone, meet Spider-Man!”

Joyous cheers and claps filled the room, not one person in there ashamed to say they were huge fans. Evie was most definitely not ashamed to be fan-girlling, she loved the previous movies and had always been a fan of superhero’s but she pinned that down to the fact she grew up with brothers, and chick flicks were the last thing on the movie menu. The drinks were poured and passed around, Tom giving a small speech about the usual - how grateful and excited he was to be working with everyone, how he couldn’t wait to get started and put his take on the classic.

Tom was his usual, charming self as he made his way around the room to meet everyone and introduce himself; all the time keeping an eye on the girl in the yellow suit. He admired the way she looked smart and professional, but also how her converse and tee shirt brought her back down to normal level. He loved the way her caramel hair hung in loose curls from her pony tail, the shorter front parts of her curls framing around her face, apart from when she would reach up and took them behind her ears.

Evie kept her flute in her hand, not once taking a sip from the fizzy liquid in the glass. She wasnt one to mix business and pleasure, and considering she was head of contractual agreements, she figured she’d have to be drafting up a pretty quick signable paper for Tom to ensure he would not leak the news. Michael was big on secrets, he thought it added to the suspense of a film release. “This is our quiz buff and apparent movie researcher, Paris Kershaw,” Michael spoke, interrupting the conversation between Paris and Evie. Paris’ cheeks flushed red, once again, as Tom outstretched his hand, shaking hers firmly. He’d probably given more handshakes than he’d had hot dinners, so it was very strong and Evie couldn’t help but bite her lower lip as his bicep muscle flexed, the hem of his shirt sleeve stretched against his skin. “And this young lady, is here to make sure what happens at Sony, stays at Sony,” he smiled, holding his hand out to her to signal who he was talking about and she brought her own hand up, modestly waving and smiling. Tom outstretched his arm again and Evie reciprocated, taking his gentle offer. She thought she stopped breathing for a short second when they touched, his thumb wrapping around the back of her hand and gripping with power.

“Evie.” She smiled, realising she was yet to introduce herself, most probably embarassing herself in front of not only her boss and colleagues, but now a movie star.

Tom’s hand tugged at Evie’s arm, surprisingly to her, as she stumbled forwards, the front of her body crashing into his. “Tom.” he had smiled back in the process, as if he hadn’t been introduced a million times and was the sole reason everyone was there. His other hand snaked around Evie’s back, resting on the lower part and she became suddenly nervous, only continuing to hold onto the hand shake in the meantime. “Nice to meet you.” He added, face hovering next to hers and breath fanning against her ear. It was at that moment she got goosebumps, tensing up and only able to nod in return.

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skzluvs · 5 years

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Strawberry Cheesecake 🍰; Han Jisung

Genre: Fluff!

Warnings: Swearing

Word count: 2.3K

A/N: Reuploading this one cause it had too many mistakes!

She tasted the saltiness of the caramel Frappuccino she ordered next to her a strawberry cake her ultimate favorite.

"So tell me Y/N how's school" Chan asked with a smile while he sipped his iced americano.

You where sitting at table in a vintage local coffee shop surrounded by aesthetically pleasing neon signs and flowers.

"You know being a college freshman is way harder than I thought" You sighed looking at him. Discomfort written all over your face.

“I know that face you make when something is troubling you, what it is exactly? I truly doubt is school related" He spoke softly.

" I swore I wasn't going to fall for him Chan, then tell me why I can't take him off my mind" You almost banged your head on the table as a sign of frustration.

You just couldn't understand why he made you feel that particular way and why exactly had to be him the one who everyone wanted the one you absolutely just couldn't have.

“He just has that effect on people Y/N"- Chan laughed showing his cute dimples.

" He truly does but that's not the point Chan you are supposed to be my friend and tell me to stay away from him before I fall in deeper"

Chan knew him they're weren't exactly close but they both shared American literature and that means they have talked here and then. Also they share a lot of things in common for example they were majoring on the same career.

" I can't do that sweetheart because indeed I'm your friend and if you like him I guess I support it"- He raised his shoulders innocently.

" Christopher Bang Chan! I never said I liked him to begin with and second of all you are such a bad friend this is why Woojin will always be my favorite"- You replied to him with annoyance raising your voice a little. Causing some customers to look at you.

Yes, you had the guy on your mind 24/7 but you just couldn't afford to like him. It was not safe, there were a million reasons why you couldn’t fall on that trap and mainly because you didn't wanted to become another one of the so called “fans” he has too many of those already.

" I feel disrespected but let me remind you woojin is still mad at you because you ate his precious chicken" He snapped back.

"What part of I was drunk both of you don't understand I was about to passed out and that chicken was the only thing that was on the fridge it was totally not my fault in fact you guys should do the groceries more often just saying" you responded with a sassy tone.

You were too busy fighting with Chan to noticed that a group of guys entered the coffee shop. And in that small crowd of young boys the protagonist of your chaotic nonexistent love life.

" Y/N I think we are missing the point here" He said trying to go back to the initial conversation.

" And that is..." You said waiting impatiently for him to answer.

" To admit that you do like him" a grin spread across his face.

You wanted to beat him so hard for being such a cheeky bastard.

"Fuck you Christopher I'm just going to pretend I didn't heard you assume my feelings like that" You scoffed in disbelief.

" What are you so afraid of though" he questioned raising an eyebrow at you.

" I already told you. First of all he's never going to like me back we only talked like twice and that's only because my clumsy ass bumped into him in the library"

" Don't you guys share a clase together" Chan asked while taking a sip of his coffee.

" Yes economics, but you know Mr. popular sits in the back surrounded by girls who are staring at him all day admiring his beauty while on the contrary I have to sit on the front so I can actually listen to Wilson talk about Adam Smith and his invisible hand of capitalism for an hour straight"

" Sounds like fun" he repeated mocking you.

" Today you are acting like a real asshole and I'm questioning why I'm still friends with you"- You said sending him a dead stare.

"I guess someone not in the mood for jokes" He said grinning.

"I'm just stressed out okay!"- You growled.

" Well I'm just going to say, you can keep denying it all you want I know you better than anyone else and unfortunately I can tell you are already in love with the poor man"

Mental note never talk about your love life with Christopher Bang because he has no fucking clue about anything else but music.

" When did you gotten so wise ? clearly never because all you are saying is nothing but bullshit" You crossed my arms in denial.

" Whatever you say Y/N. Why haven't you eaten your strawberry cake yet this matter must be really affecting you today because you tend to devore that thing in seconds"

The straberry cheesecake was just there sitting lonely on the table dripping the red syrup while the big chunk of straberry on top was slowly melting. You stared at it lost on your own thoughts.

There are too many reason why is even risky to think You were to like him but You couldn’t help to suppress a smile when You thought about him laughing or just walking confidently along with his friends through the hallways. You felt like a high schooler all over again having this secret crush on someone who can be seen as unreachable.

To you he was a like a shinning star in a sky, someone I wished upon up every night knowing that even with my extended hands I was never going to be able to touch because he felt too high for a simple mortal like yourself.

" HEY BANG CHAN"- a voice called for my best friend who rapidly turn his head looking for the owner.

You stayed there frozen In your place you could recognize that voice anywhere Seo Changbin one of the richest and most admired guys in school and of course for my misfortune his best friend.

“Hey Seo how you been?" He asked while greeting the boy with a typical handshake.

There was no surprised that Changbin was talking to Chan they're both Music Majors, talented creative, self producers who were extremely passionate about their career unlike you who selected probably the most boring and time consuming career it could possible exist.

That's correct You were a Med student. Exciting knowing You’ll probably die before I get the chance to graduate.

"I've been well but actually I wanted to talk to you about a song I've been working on, do you maybe want to help me with some tracks ?” He asked directly and I could've sworn I heard Chris gasp.

" Of course mate I would love to" He replied with that beautiful smile showing off his dimples once again.

" I'm actually not that busy right now do you mind if we go to my place and work on it I barely started the beat" Changbin suggested.

" I don't mind I'm not busy either" Chan said immediately.

" Then let's go! can't wait for you to hear it" Changbin said turning around quickly.

You turned to face him for the first time since he got here, they were just talking comfortably as they pretended You wasn't even there but honestly You didn't mind at all, that's what happens when people with similar interests get together also nor You wanted to interrupt their personal conversation.

" I'm leaving Baby! I'll see you tomorrow I'm sorry we couldn't finish talking about you know what but I'll treat you to dinner next time"- Channie said while taking his jacket from the chair and standing up to follow Changbin.

" Don't worry about me, have fun with your new friend" You gave him a smile before he disappeared through the crystal doors of the coffee shop.

And then you came back to your thoughts while you kept on staring at my favorite dessert that didn't look as appetizing as before when you purchased it about 30 minutes ago.

As you was having this mental battle of trying to figure out my feeling for the dark haired boy you didn't even noticed that someone approached your table and stand there looking directly at you.

" Y/N" A sweet voice called out your name taking me out of your trance.

"Huh"- You said looking up confused.

That the minute your heart stopped for a couple of seconds and suddenly You forgot how to properly breathe. The most beautiful man was standing right there next to you with his hands on his pockets and his beautiful brown hair styled to the side. He was wearing sweatpants and a red hoodie but he still looked like a model.

"Can I sit here or are you waiting for someone" He asked offering that smile you always end up falling for.

Was he actually talking to you? You questioned mentally. You don't even know each other like that You wonder how is it possible that he even knows your name maybe he has a good memory and remembers you as the girl who tripped with the books on him on the library.

“God why did my mom had to made me uncoordinated” you said unaudible feeling your ears burn in embarrassment.

Your hands were sweating and You couldn't get the words out of your mouth you was suffocating on them.

" You can sit" you said rushing your words as you could spitted fire. If Chan ever needed a back up rapper you think you could do the job.

He proceeded to pull the chair in front of you and plopped himself on it while putting his elbows on the table and resting his cheeks on his hand his eyes looking directly at me. You instantly broke the eye contact and focused your gaze on that strawberry cheesecake again.

There was an awkward silence for a few minutes were neither of you made a sound until he decided to end it.

" Y/N i need to ask you something" His sweet voice sounded a little preoccupied.

" What is it" It was so hard for you to pretend to play it cool in front of him. The one who haunted you even on your own sleep a place where you thought it was safe. But not anymore.

"I know we haven't talked much but I found you really interesting" He scratched the back of his head nervously. "what I'm trying to say is that I would really like to get to know you I mean if that's okay with you of course" He said so fast no wonder why he's actually a rapper.

The red of your cheeks were just as the color of the strawberry syrup from that cake. How was you supposed to answer that while not long ago you was rejecting any possibility of liking him.

" I know this question might sound stupid to you but why me? You know there's absolutely no one in this one who hasn't fallen for you yet" I questioned still unable to believe on his words.

" Oh I know there's one, You are the only one who hasn't" He said obviously.

" So you are saying you find me challenging because I can resist to your charming face " you raised an eyebrow starting to feel offended you clearly wasn't going to be a game to him.

" Not quite I'm saying you are different and I like that maybe you don't realize it but even if the whole world liked me I would still only look at you, I mean I have been since you came in late the first day to Wilson's trying to fix yourself because you looked like you ran a marathon to get there" His laugh overflowed the whole room.

"Excuse me but my alarm didn't worked that morning and I didn't even got to eat breakfast so yes I ran my way all over there sorry I didn't looked presentable to your eyes but some people don't want to be late on their first day" You snapped back messing with him a little.

It was comfortable being with him like this right now. Something told me you was going to cherish this moment forever.

"I never said you looked bad in that moment I thought wow that messy girl is the prettiest one I've ever seen" A smirk spreading across his face.

"Are you just trying to cover up the fact that you literally just roasted me" You said laughing.

" Hey I didn't!” He said puffing outhis cheeks and You must admit he looks adorable every time he does that.

“By the way I was also meaning to ask is strawberry cheesecake your favorite as well?” He asked looking at the almost melted dessert.

" Yes it is. I have tried many variations but I always come back to this old friend, trust me I can eat strawberry cheesecakes for life I just haven't eaten this one because I was too distracted"

"Mine too! I love all kinds of cheesecakes to be honest with you, but no other flavor can surpass the deliciousness of the strawberry one. I must say it's my favorite because in some way it reminds me of you"

"How so" You asked curiously trying to hide the blush on your cheeks.

" It's really sweet but not to the point my teeth would hurt and the juicy texture of the strawberry just melts with the cheese and the cookie crust that's kinda how you are Sweet enough for me to like you with a twist personality that makes it even more fun"

You grabbed the fork and cut a piece of the cake while You shoved it on his mouth.

"Just be quiet for a moment you are being cheesier than the cheesecake" You said pointing at the plate while laughing at his sudden confession.

“Mmm this is delicious” He said savoring the taste on his lips. Liking them slowly in a teasing way.

“By the way, just for the record I was the one who purposely bumped into you at the library I'm sorry I had to grabbed your attention somehow" He winked at you with a smirk.

"JISUNG" You yelled at him.

You both talked about many things that afternoon but one thing you would never be able to forget is how his lips also tasted sweet like that strawberry cheesecake you shared.

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hbwbyniall · 6 years

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"Wanna go out sometime?" i'm in need of some narry fluff

Niall isnot a fan of coffee, he prefers tea too be honest. But when you only had fourhours of sleep before a very important midterm for his Economy class, he neededsomething to recharge and act like a person and be able to write the answers onthe paper.

So heenters the only coffee shop in his campus, ready to ask for a strong blackcoffee and leave immediately after so that he could read his notes for one lasttime. But all that goes to trash when he sees the new barista.

He is oneof the most – if not the most –beautiful man Niall has ever seen. He can already feel his heartbeat rising andhis hands getting sweaty, which is ridiculous because Niall is not sixteenanymore and he knows how to behave like an adult. Well, maybe not this early inthe morning and the fact that this guy is smiling so big that his dimples were being shown off madeit worse. And when hewelcomes him into the store, it makes everything ten times harder.

Niall waslost in his green eyes for way too long because the barista clears his throatand asked for his order, again. Niallmumbles ‘something with coffee’ making the barista laugh and it’s like Niall isnot tired anymore. It’s like he has all the energy in the world to climb theEverest up and down. He feels like a smile starts growing on his face too.

“What’syour name?” the barista asks.

Niall readshis name on the little plaque pinned to his shirt. Harry. Of course that’s his name. It goes perfectly with the curlsstarting to grow in his hair, those pink lips and that chiseled jaw. But for noapparent reason, Niall starts to panic.

“Adam Smith,”After the name came out of his mouth and everything related with the Wealth of Nations starts to pile up inhis head starting to cause him a migraine, he feels his face heating up andhe’s sure he’s turning red.

Niall endsup holding a caramel macchiato, wondering what the hell is wrong with him.

Besides thefact that Niall doesn’t really like coffee, what he dislikes the most is coldcoffee. It’s like tea, they’re meant be to drunk hot, that’s a thing. But sincethe disastrousfirst attempt to talkto this Harry guy, he started to go to the coffee shop three times a week. Even if it was only to orderdrinks he will be giving to Eleanor later and mumbling names that aren’t his.So far he’s been James – which was pretty close the second time he went butHarry said he didn’t look like aJames –, John, Ashton, Will, René, Steve, Mike, Francis or even Bobby.

Louisrealized the situation shortly after the fourth free drink he gave to Eleanor,so he decided to go with him next time, because what could possibly go wrong? It’s Louis! The guy is just asdiscreet as a pink dress in a funeral.

It doesn’tmatter how many times Niall has begged, or promised to do the laundry, clean upLouis’ part of the apartment, cook Saturdays and Sundays or even write hisessays. Louis won’t give up and Niall can’t escape when Louis grabbed by hisjacket.

The doorbellrings when they step into the coffee shop and Harry is already smiling and lookinggorgeous. Niall tries to turn around and leave the place but Louis forces himto walk, smiling just as big as Harry. Deathwould be kinder.

“Hey you!What would you have today?” Harrychirps, standing behind the register.

“Ehm” Niallpretends to look at the board over Harry’s head but he doesn’t really wantanything. “Just a cappuccino, please.”

Harry nodsand takes a cup, pen poised ready to scribble a name. “Name?” He raises hiseyebrow, already trying to bite his smile back.

Niall wantsto disappear because Louis is also looking at him, waiting. Niall panics,again. So he does the only thing he thinks that could save him, he looks down athis shirt. “Bruce.”

And nowLouis is laughing, really loudly andNiall is sure his right ear is permanently damaged from it. Harry smiles, but there’ssomething in his eyes that Niall can’t place, maybe disappointment?

“And whatis your favorite song, Mr. Springsteen?” Harry says writing the name in thecup.

It almostfeels like he’s flirting with him, but Niall has noticed these past few weeksthat Harry is charming by nature. He’s always smiling and giving complimentswhich gives him the best tips, and Niall understands. It makes him a little jealousbut he gets it. It’s just the way he is, it’s the way he talks to him, the wayhe looks at him. And there are times he thinks he catches him looking at hislips, or blushing or laughing at something that Niall said, but he can never besure.

So Niallopens his mouth to answer because this is something he can do, talk aboutmusic. But before he can pour his heart to Harry and talk about how he just sawhim in concert two months ago, or the afternoons with his dad listen to hisvinyls when he was six or how sick is this vintage store he found last week iswith all these band shirts, Louis starts talking so fast that he didn’t see itcoming, “Oh, he does a killer Dancing InThe Dark in karaoke, with the moves and all.”

Niall knowshe’s blushing, and he hates it.

“Well, Ithink I need to see that,” Harry is looking at him, smiling before he goes tomake his drink.

Niall turnsto Louis, whose eyebrows are raised and that arrogant expression is all overhis face, “I’m gonna kill you.”

“Oh shutup! The guy is totally into you, he’s been smiling the whole time since youwalk in!”

Niall biteshis bottom lip, but when he looks where Harry is standing making the coffee, agirl is next to him, a beautiful co-worker who’s dragging his finger in hisarm, laughing at something he says.

“Yeah,totally into me.” Niall grumbles.

When Harrycomes back with the coffee, Niall takes the cup with a mumbled thanks before leaving Louis to pay for the drink. It’s theleast thing he can do after giving his girlfriend three months of free drinks.

Niall knowshe’s been childish. And he’s punishing no one but himself this last week, buthe can’t seem to go back to the coffee shop after that. Maybe it was the factthat he made a fool of himself in front of Louis or how he hatesthe feeling of hisheart dropping to his stomach. However, he can’t hide anymore. Not when his study group wants to gothe damn coffee shop to talk about the final project instead of the library.

Maybe he’llget lucky, maybe Harry called in sick this morning or today is his day off sohe won’t have to see his beautiful face and become a mumbling mess again. Butthe truth is, he kind of misses Harry. Especially when he’s been the only thingon his mind for the last week.

He sighswhen he walks in, and of course Harry’s there, wearing that white shirt and hisred apron with a smile on his face that slowly vanishes the moment he sees Niall.

“Hey, it’sbeen a while,” Harry says, trying to look him in the eyes.

Niall nods,pressing his lips into a tight line, looking around the coffee shop andnoticing there’s no one from his study group there yet. He takes out his phoneto text them, trying to distract himself by doing something with his handsinstead of looking at Harry.

“What can Iget you?,” Harry tries again, getting his face a little closer to Niall and usingthat inviting tone he has to make Niall look at him.

“A blackcoffee, please.” Nialldoesn’t look up from the phone when he answers Harry.

Harry nods and clear his throat, and he’sabout to take the cup when he looks at Niall. “Louis was here the other day.”

Harry’s words make Niall takes his eyesoff his phone and look at him. The look on Niall’s face must be really funnybecause Harry starts laughing as he speaks, “Asked me if I had a girlfriend.”

He’s gonnakill him, he’s gonna murder his best friend in his sleep.

“I told himI don’t, I already like this cute boy who comes in every Monday, Wednesday and Friday who won’t give me hisname,” he says shyly.

Now Niallunderstands the reason no one is here. His dumb study group with Liam in it,the only guy in the world who would jump out of a bridge if Louis tells him to.Niall opens his mouth, not knowing what to say because he can’t get his mind tocatch up because of how fast his heartbeat is beating.

“Name?” Harry poises thesharpie over the cup.

“Wanna go out sometime?” the words split out of Niall’s mouthwithout giving it a second though.

Harrysmiles, really big, showing those dimples and biting his lips. He writes on thecup and then goes to make the drink like nothing happen, leaving Niall standingthere like an idiot with his mouth open as he is asking himself if it was toolate.

Haryreturns short after and places the cup in front of him with just a word writtenon it.

Yes.

Niallsmiles.

“I’m Niall”

“Nice tofinally meet you Niall, I’m Harry”

Special thanks to @jamesniallar and @addictingnarry as always

#sorry i took this long i was in uni #narry #niall x harry #my writing #narry fic #narry fanfiction #niall horan #harry styles #prompts #my fic #harry x niall

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Best Sweets I Ate in 2021

I love going through my pics from the past year and remembering all the great foods I ate. When I started making my ten best list this year, I noticed there were a lot of sweets. So of course, I made a separate list for the Best Sweets I Ate in 2021.

Of course this doesn't count sweets that friends made for me or that I made myself. I made a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup bundt cake for Thanksgiving that was divine. But these are the ones you can get yourself, from some of the greatest Dallas restaurants and coffee shops. Put them on your 2022 Bucket List for some very happy eats!

Note: There are no affiliate links in this post. If a food was provided to me for free, I've noted it.

10. The Armadillo at The State Fair of Texas

OK, you can't get this one right now, which is why I only gave it 10th place. Hopefully it will make a repeat appearance at the 2022 State Fair of Texas. This winner of the Big Tex Choice Award for Best Taste Sweet was indeed mighty delicious.

Barrerra's concessions stands first took two giant armadillo-shaped cookies, which were more like funnel cakes made with an armadillo shaped branding iron, and fried them up. Then they filled them with cookie butter semifreddo. It was melty and sweet and wonderful in every way. If it's back next year, I'll give it a head-to-head test against my longtime favorite State Fair sweet - the deep-fried chocolate-covered-strawberry waffle balls. Of course there will be more new sweets to tempt us, but this one's definitely going on repeat.

9. Seedless Lemons from The Wonderful Company

The Wonderful Company didn't know how much I love lemons when they contacted me to see if I wanted to try some of their seedless lemons. They sent me some for free, and I took them to the office to share with my coworkers, where we ooh'd and ah'd and marveled how they're naturally seedless. At home, I used some to make frozen-yogurt lemonade. These were seriously my favorite at-home smoothies of the year.

8. Bayou Goo Pie at Lounge Here

I'd been meaning to visit Lounge Here since it opened in 2016, but the right time just didn't come until this year. Even then, it wasn't optimal because I'd already had a big meal. But even though I was behind the times, and not particularly hungry, I was in the neighborhood and I HAD to see it, so I decided to grab some dessert.

They were serving pie slices from Humble Pies in Garland, and I went for the Bayou Goo, a regular on the Humble Pies menu. There's a cream cheese layer, a chocolate later and Chantilly cream on top, with candied pecans in the bottom layer and on top. Chocolate shavings gave it plenty of chocolate flavor and made it pretty too.

7. Gooey Butter Cake Ice Cream at Jeni's Splendid Ice Creams

I'm not a huge ice cream fan, but I was invited to a media event at Jeni's in Deep Ellum to meet Jeni herself. And lots of folks are raving about their flavors, so I had to give it a try. They gifted me four scoops and a waffle bowl, and those flavors were indeed splendid.

The pumpkin cake roll ice cream was pretty inventive and the darkest chocolate might be the best chocolate ice cream I've ever eaten. The Brambleberry Crisp was a perfect blend of tart and sweet (and creamy and crunchy.) But the standout of the night was one of Jeni's signature flavors: Gooey Butter Cake. Now we ate gooey butter cake on holidays and special occasions in my family, and I've always loved it, but this was next level. They crumbled up some of that rich and tasty dessert into cream cheese ice cream and swirled it with butterscotch-caramel sauce. Divine!!

6. Albatross Fudge from Dude, Sweet Chocolate

This one's a favorite I keep coming back to. I love chocolate, but only rich, bold, strong chocolate. Overly sweet chocolate (or fudge) just doesn't do it for me. This fudge is made with blue cheese powder adding depth and complexity to the chocolate flavor. And here's a fun fact: It's the first fudge Dude, Sweet Chocolate ever made.

You can get it when you visit their cool shop in Bishop Arts, or you can buy it online. It's also available at a number of shops that sell local products. I got mine at the Local Yocal Farm to Market shop in McKinney.

This box of fudge is 4 pieces, 5.5 ounces and is priced at $12.00 on Dude, Sweet's website. Dollar for dollar and ounce for ounce, I believe it's the most chocolate bang for your buck available anywhere!

5. Caramel Popcorn at Mama Moore's Gourmet Popcorn

If not for the Shoebox Lunch at Smokey John's Barbecue, I'd have never discovered this treat. And I almost didn't eat it. I'm not a fan of sweet popcorn - caramel corn never appealed to me. But the shoebox lunch came with a bag of Mama Moore's Texas Two Steps popcorn and it was right in front of me after I'd wolfed down the sliced brisket sandwich from the box.

I picked out the cheddar popcorn to eat, and it was so good. I decided to taste a bite of the caramel popcorn that's also part of their most popular flavor mix. I wasn't prepared for what happened next. It was a popcorn epiphany. This caramel popcorn is buttery and rich and not cloyingly sweet. (I'm still not ready for mixed bites of savory and sweet, but maybe next year.) I visted Mama Moore's Gourmet Popcorn shop in Grand Prairie shortly afterwards and I bought a whole bag of caramel popcorn. Plus a few other flavors, several of which were sweet. I liked the green apple popcorn and the lemon pound cake popcorn and well, a whole bunch of their other flavors, but the caramel popcorn needs a shoutout as one of the best things I ate this year.

4. Berry Berry at Miruku Creamery

I'm not sure how ice cream made it into my top ten desserts list twice, but I'm also not sure how this ice cream is so magical. Recently opened in downtown McKinney, Miruku Creamery + Cafe makes a creamy Japanese-style milk ice cream that's not too sweet, and serves it in a pretty, art-filled space. The simple flavors offered are great, but when you order one of their specialty desserts, they get even better.

The Berry Berry is milk ice cream topped with berry compote, crunchy-sweet cornflake bits and has a croffle garnish in the sundae bowl. If you don't know what a croffle is, it's a cross between a croissant and a waffle. It's rich and buttery and oh-so perfect in this special ice cream concoction. Other folks might want some fluffly cotton candy with their ice cream, or some interesting toppings on matcha flavored ice cream or an Affogato dessert that's delectable, and all that is there for you. But for me, this combo of buttery croffle, creamy ice cream and tart fresh berry compote was unquestionably one of the best things I ate this year.

Owners Yim and Kham Phommahaxay are as sweet as their ice cream, and everything about this place is Instagram win! If you haven't been to downtown McKinney lately, Miruku is the top reason you should go in 2022.

3. Cupcakes from Moonlight Cakes

There's no question that cupcakes will always make the list of the best things I ate. I eat way more cupcakes than I should. One of my favorite places for cupcakes is Stephen's Sweet Sensations based in Irving. His Double Dutch flavor is by far my favorite chocolate cupcake anywhere.

But this year, I discovered a new place for cupcakes and this is an experience I'll definitely repeat. I discovered Moonlight Cakes (in Bedford) on DoorDash, and chose some flavors I knew I'd love. They were all spectacular. Pumpkin spice with cream cheese frosting - yes! Tart lemon with sweet buttercream frosting - double yes. They nailed the strawberry flavor in their cupcakes, which is pretty rare - often strawberry cake is like sugar-flavored with pink coloring. Not so here - there are strawberries in the cupcakes AND in the frosting. Best of all, though, was the Snowball, which reminded me of how my grandmother made coconut cake. Ultra-moist coconut cake (not plain white cake!) toppped with vanilla buttercream and rolled in coconut shavings. One bite took me back to my childhood in the best way possible.

2. Crème Brûlée Donut from Detour Doughnuts

Although Jinny Park and I do not agree on how to spell donuts (she's probably more right than I am), I love everything else about her and about her shop Detour Doughnuts in Frisco. This is another visit that had been on my bucket list since they opened, but alas, I don't get to Frisco often.

This summer, I made my vacation a staycation and used the weekdays to go seek out all the places it's tough to get to on the weekends. What I was after was a Pride doughnut. It was a delicious and beautiful thing. But I'd have been foolish to make that drive without trying some of her fabulous gourmet flavors, many of which rotate out on a monthly basis.

I snagged a blueberry frosted cake donut, a blueberry basil donut, a chocolate glazed buttermilk donut (long-time favorite), a passion fruit something-or-other (all outstanding donuts) and the prize of all prizes, the crème brûlée doughnut.

Caramelized on top just like the luxe dessert, this has creamy filling inside and is kind of better than the "real thing" because it's handheld.

1. Chocolate Chip Cookie at LaLaLand Kind Cafe

Cookies aren't usually my favorite dessert and chocolate chip isn't usually my favorite flavor. But this -- this! -- is more than a cookie. As you can see, it's bigger than the full-size muffin I ordered. It's like cake and cookies and scones and candies had babies. The chocolate chips are a true explosion of chocolate within the tender sweetness.

Some foods are so good, you dream about eating them for months after the fact. This is one of those. As simple as it seems, this needs to be on one of those "Things to Eat in Dallas Before You Die" lists. And while the competition was close, by a nose, it's the best sweet treat I ate this year.

#dallas #dfw #dallasfoodblogger #sweet food

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