#appartament

[thatcrayondrawer]

Haha you'll never guess wich Regetrevator character is my favorite you can't I bet you can't

[apartamentmontreal]

https://airbnb.com/h/2164jiffre

[thatonejingyuanenthusiast]

Since I had the lovely @n0tamused ask for Dr.Ratio when I made the poll about the hsr x neurodivergent! reader, here u go ✨️✨️

Dr. Ratio × Neurodivergent ! Reader

• when the two first met they instantly bonded over a shared interest of theirs (whichever one of ratio's many degrees/fields of study they bonded over you get to decide)

• they grew really close, so close in fact that they trusted each other so much that they decided to have a comfort zone together in their already shared appartament

• one particular night, you were up baking some sweets for the two of you, when you spotted ratio coming from the front door with a deep frown on his face.

• you asked whats wrong, making sure he was alright. but he didn't answer.

• you tried asking him again. no response. then, you noticed he was wearing the little earplugs you had custom made for him for his latest achievement.

• he needed space. so quickly, as he went into the bathroom, you went and quietly made sure he had everything in their comfort room: weighted blanket, books he liked.

• as you came out of there, veritas immediately went in, picking up a book, a frown on his face.

• you decided to let him be for now, going back to your sweets.

• after you were done baking your favorite dessert, you gently knocked on the door, hearing a quiet "come in".

• veritas looked slightly less pissed, which was a good sign. you didn't waste time, offering him one of the pastries.

• he looked up at you, his eyes mimicking his lips, showing off a soft smile. ratio gently scooted away, making space for you as well.

• you both enjoyed the sweets as ratio complained about his students. he seemed to feel much better afterwards. :)

Hope you enjoyed! ✨️

[richiehugs]

Next summer update of Giorgos, late June - start of July. He was at his lowest summer weight at this point (85 kilos / 189 lbs). You know what this means.

Casually snacking in his appartament, living mostly on salads in the summer heat. Despite his eating habits, he calms everyone down with a pat and a grab - he wouldn't change the belly for nothing. Somewhere around 87-88 kilos.

And at his lowest. He lost weight due to a lack of appetite and a lot of physical work in the heat. No, he wasn't working out at all - he just looked a little ashamed to show off his body to his followers with the family around.

He was even pretending working out at the pool to dispel any suspicions - of having followers adoring his chubby body and demanding more of his torso. Although having sharpened his muscles, they would still need a couple of months of shaping before reaching a decent development.

It has never happened. His arms remain thin. The belly remains soft.

Finally, some stills from his life in June.

[concreteparasite]

I'm sorry but why did Ray suddenly decided to set MC appartament on fire and tr to kill them?

Ray has been teetering the line of destruction for a while. He has been wanting to end it all from even before he 'met' MC for the first time. When he did see MC for the first time and fell in love with them, that line was pushed back. He found a sense of hope in MC, but the longer he stayed around, stuck in his job, stuck in his place, the worse he felt about the world around him.

Ray had a plan that when he met MC he would either get to know them as Ray or charm them as Binary Star, this plan didn't really work out because MC wasn't interested in Binary Star when they met (straight up ignoring him when he tries to ask MC out lol). Ray's plan kinda fell apart when MC found out he was Binary Star. He didn't want MC to link the two together. When MC became skeptical of Ray and unable to see Binary Star as the amazing hero most others know him as, he spiraled. He wanted to believe that MC could still trust him. He wanted to see that if in imminent danger MC would yell for him, to ask for him to save them, something he previously told MC to do.

If MC didnt, - it proved to Ray that he lost his final tie to humanity, and all truly is hopeless. Ray has a very hard time 'killing' MC though. In the bad ends where MC falls from the window or passes out by the door, Ray saves them after they pass out, where he will take them to his apartment and nurse them back to health.

The endings Ray does kill MC is when they physically run from him (indicating that Ray truly has lost all affection from MC) and when MC offers themselves up to 'help' Ray, confirming to Ray that his idea of destruction is the right one, that he may just find peace from it.

Also, if Double showed up and tried to 'save' MC Ray would have killed him on the spot. Haley was able to show up and save MC because Ray has a much harder time killing Haley. Ray sees Hal as the embodiment of who he wishes he was. unbound to the hero system, free, paving their own way, loved by the people around them, and critical of the hero system completely. Although he argues with Hal, he mostly holds jealousy and a form of respect in his heart for them.

Also, if anyone missed it, it's implied that after MC mentions about how Blaze harassed them in the coffee shop, Ray immediately goes out and kills Blaze 💀 which is why he ended up smelling like smoke (he lied that it was a structure fire) and his management was pissed at him (the phonecall at night) . This is why Ray was able to set the apartment on fire so quickly, he had absorbed Blaze's ability, it is also what Double was referring to in his ending.

Hope that answers some questions. Ultimately, Ray is hopeless but desperately wants to hope and be loved. This makes him teeter a lot on the line of destruction.

[c0smoshit]

Do you want me or do you not?

⋆ ࣪. ℙ𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 ≫ Cloud Strife/Reader

⋆ ࣪. ℙ𝕝𝕠𝕥 ≫ Cloud saw a letter with his name written on it, inside your diary

⋆ ࣪. 𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 ≫ angst!, reader not being present, guilt, not proofread!!

⋆ ࣪. 𝔸/ℕ ≫ I'm back again!! I don't like this drabble really much but I've spent sm time writing it that I thought I'd post it lol. Sorry if it's a bit shitty 🤧

⋆ ࣪. 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥 ≫ 1718

"Do you want me or do you not?"

His hands held the once hated paper as if it was worth millions of gils.

Cold fairies travelled up his spine, reminding him of the future he will never have with you.

A part of him was still attached to the past, a great part. That was his way to cope with everything that had happened in his life, swimming in a deep, deep pool of sorrow and unreached dreams.

Maybe he shouldn't have taken that path a long time ago.

Maybe he shouldn't have fallen deeply from your silk hands, following people he knew didn't speak to him like you did.

Or maybe his destiny was to end up like this, alone again.

His steps were curiously more careful, his inner voice telling him ( shouting at him ) that he should've been more careful.

But who could really blame him?

. . .

"Hey there"

Sometimes you would greet him with a smile, which he didn't return. Or some whispered out "hi", but this wasn't your usual greeting.

Your arms enveloped him for an instant, your cheek against his chest as you pressed further into him.

He could smell you and he liked it, he always liked clean ambiences. Something weird as he constantly had to smell Midgar's dirty air, but he didn't mind smelling sweet, fruity shampoos.

You parted from him as his hands stayed still against his sides, afraid of moving them too much.

As soon as he sat on a stool in the bar, you had a drink already waiting for him.

And he hated it.

He knew that he was being such a dick, but his mind couldn't help but feel somewhat uncomfortable by your warm and so pleasant touches.

He wanted to be happy just for once, god you were giving him his favourite drink!

But weighs and weighs of stress and unsolved problems occupied more volume than his own welfare.

"Do you not like it?"

His gaze then looked at your confused eyes.

"I'm sorry I thought you did, I can always ch-"

"It's alright"

That's it?

You got nothing more to say than that?

His eyes looked at your ... he wasn't going to lie, he really did not know how to read the emotions you had hiding between those gorgerous orbs.

And he wished he did

So as your hands quickly retrieved themselves from changing the liquid, you were back to the chores Tifa probably told you to please do.

He wanted to go, not because you were there but because he was suddenly so nervous he needed "fresh" air.

So that's what he did, not before muttering a low "thanks" and wishing you a good night before stepping outside the bar once again.

He surely didn't want to go home, he didn't want the sun to come up, but on top of all of those wishes, he didn't know what he wanted to truly do.

So his feet, followed by a loud metallic "clank!" that quieted down the louder rumble of the city, dragged him through alleys.

His eyes looked everywhere, dimly lighted appartaments, people that were still returning home from work.

Would they visit their kids?

Their cats? Dogs?

Their partnerts?

He wouldn't wish anyone to be him.

And he ceirtanly day-dreamed about becoming some stranger on the streets.

He often recieved comments from some boys about how handsome he was, that he surely had a long pile of women on his palm.

But was it really worth it?

He didn't need women to love him, he didn't need nobody to love him.

Nobody but someone to hold at night, someone to lull him back to sleep after a rough night.

( he needed you )

. . .

And yet he was here, waiting for you to walk back into your room as he stared into the blank wall.

He remembers the day he moved in next door to you in Midgar, both of your rooms were so different you made him self-concious about his own decisions of decoration.

The way you would lit up the darkness of his empty room the moment you placed your feet inside of it.

But now they all remained just as memories

Memories that soon would dissapear into the void of his enigmatic mind.

He knew there was going to be a time that his brain, naturally, would forget how your face looked like.

How your voice sounded like.

The warmth of your shy touches against his skin.

And he didn't want that time to come, not ever.

But he was far, far away from where it all had started. The nostalgia of your steps as you guided him through Midgar, Nibelheim ( although he knew it like the back of his hand ) Gold saucer. . .

And finally, your room

Which was the place he was standing on right now, trying to read a note you wrote who knows when.

He knows he shouldn't be doing this, rumaging through your personal belongings. But once he had opened your diary and saw his name written on it, he had to take a look.

. . .

" He feels like a ray of sun after a storm, warm and welcoming you back to the sweet and beautiful world you once knew "

" Today I walked with him all through sector 5, he was so cute waiting for me while I asked him which clothes he liked most "

" I don't want to lose him ever again, not after what happened today "

" Maybe he likes Aerith, I see the way his eyes linger on her smile for quite a while "

" Maybe I'm being annoying but I don't get why he doesn't want me to take him home! We live right next to eachother >:( "

" Yesterday I laughed a lot when Tifa called him an angry chocobo, he sure looks like one of those big birds "

" I wonder what he thinks of me. .

. . .

And then he saw it, a ruffled up small paper smashed against the last two pages of the little book. But when he grabbed it, he wished he didn't.

At first he found it quite hard to read as he got used to how you would normally write, but it was clear that you were upset in this one.

There were also some harsh drawn lines on top of your words, a mess of your thoughts and anger. All of the slurred out words came to the same conclusion.

Did he want you or did he not?!?

It is all so confusing, first he speaks to me kindly, he even cracks a few jokes! But then he comes back to this... cold and closed personality. Maybe I'm being dumb about this, maybe he just sees me as a friend just like he would with Barret or Tifa. Well, Tifa... Why am I being jealous of her? I don't want to feel like this, she has all the rights to be close to him. Hell, she was her bestfriend ever since they were little kids. But then again, why does he speak to me like he isn't interested in me??

Why does he talk to me like that if so?

He turned his eyes out of those last words, now understanding why you acted like that whenever he was around you.

Why you were gone now.

The first feeling that flooded his entire organism was guilt, that familiar clench inside his lower stomach. Then he went over 10 different ways he could have had you with him right now.

And they all ended up talking

Just that simple, right?

But the way his mind would automatically go blank whenever you spoke to him about something serious, the innability to express his real feelings without letting out lies instead.

And to add up to how deeply dumb he felt, it was a surprise for him to have just discovered that you actually felt the same for him ever since.

. . .

Going inside a cave wasn't really a good idea thanks to all the cons it has, confusing as a maze, bad lighting and of course, how cold they usually are.

So he wasn't really surprised that after the group had divided itself, you all ended up kind of lost. Next to Barret, he tried to stay calm as he tried to search Tifa, Red and, of course, you.

"Where the hell are we?"

Barret's loud voice echoed through the hard walls, making Cloud flinch as he tried to guide themselves into the exit.

After walking for quite a while, he found a strange section inside the cave that was way colder than the other ones. And when he was about to step into the other section next to it, he heard you.

But he didn't hear the chatting he had thought he would have listened, instead he heard a loud gasp, followed by some shoes ruffling.

And by the time his eyes were searching for you, he looked up to see you almost crushing him down into the ground. But of course, he was fast enough to catch you.

A blur of voices surrounded his mind, but the only thing that it was paying attetion to was the way your cool body fit in between his arms.

Your arms curled up against his chest as your mouth moved, probably surprised to had fallen into his arms instead of hard rocks.

. . .

He never will forget how you felt on his arms.

Reminiscing about past events had became his usual routine whenever he thought about you, he couldn't do anything more either way.

But it was pointless now, no matter how hard he tried to imagine yourself again, you weren't there.

And it was now when he finally had figured out why his words seemed not to seep out of his mouth as smoothly as usual with you.

Right after the group had started to live normal lifes again after the meteor, you were gone, far away from his reach. Or maybe you were right beside him, who knows.

He often wondered if you still dreamt about what happened in Midgar, Nibelheim, Junon...

He needed to find you.

But where shall he start?

[mimilogoff]

you're my music

song: the night we meet

warnings: angst to fluff?, violence, death(not Danny nor you)

"I want to show you something," Danny said as he guided me to his room and locked it. "okay.....what is it?" I said squinting my eyes at Danny, grabbing my hand he dragged me fast in front of his work table, and then I saw the demonic-looking book. "Danny.... what's this, where did you get it from?" I asked with concern, I had a little hobby in the field of witchcraft and I already knew that whatever this was, wasn't good." That's why I called you to come over! I told you there was an earthquake!" he said while looking at you with that look that I knew too well, he wanted to do something with that book, something you wouldn't like not one bit. "Danny, how did you find it?" you asked with concern visible on your face. "when I was in the garage with those annoying rats, the earthquake came, and after it, I saw that there was a hole and went to check. You should have seen what was inside, it was like an ancient bank, but anyway, after I got inside I went a little bit ahead and saw a dark room with many crosses and coins hanging from the roof-" I stopped Danny from his paragraph with grabbing the book and putting it inside the cover it came with. "were going to place it back where you found it from" I said with my hands visibly trembling, this was a demon book, something none should ever touch. "but mom won't let me out tonight" Danny looked at me with that piercing look of his, oh how I wish I could kiss those lips...get yourself together! you mentally slapped yourself then sighed in frustration. "tomorrow first thing in the morning you're returning that book!" I told him with a stern voice. "but I could sell it for a good price!" Danny compromised with me. "no, Danny! this is very dangerous!" Danny looked at me with sadness in his eyes then he snapped "You don't know anything! The money I would sell this for would be a blast for Mom! you would never understand!" I let him finish and without a word, I went out, he did not even bother to follow me or say sorry, no, not a word. I hope he at least will follow what I told him. As I was walking home to my cold and dark appartament I had one of the worst feelings, should have I not left? ... ... ... Its his choice! I warned him! I continued to ramble to myself till I arrived at my appartament. Going to the bathroom i looked myself in the mirror, what is he doing right now, is he thinking about me how I'm thinking about him? nah, no way, he surely doesn't even care about me, literally forgot about me, I tell myself as I walk into the shower, while washing my face i couldn't stop thinking about Dann, is he good? is he sleeping? my mind couldn't stop thinking about it, about him, what is he doing? is he thinking about me like im thinking about him? at least 10 precent? no way could he ever... i keept telling myself the same thing till i somehow found myself in the kitchen making some tea. 3AM read on my phone, oh dear lord how did time pass that fast? i continued as i was making my way to the bed ploping in it and dozing off in an instant.

RING!?

RING!?

RING!?

I shot my eyes open searching for my phone and looking at the contact...Danny? at 5AM? I answered, ready to scold him for calling me so early in the morning but I got interrupted by rapid breathing and hearing him scream at the phone for me to open the gates to the building I lived in, as I was rushing to press the button to it I heard him scream about his mom going crazy and all his family going crazy then I heard him running up the stairs to the 4th floor where I was so I opened the door and ran downstairs towards him when I saw him all bloody with his left arm covered in blood and visibly stab wound i=I helped him upstairs to my apartment and when I got him inside I locked the door as he kept shouting too, and started to undress him from the top to see the wound, not calling the ambulance as he said that he doesn't want to. "what happened?!" I asked him while searching in the kitchen for a pair of scissors without letting him answer I went into the bathroom to find the med kit then ran back to the kitchen almost slipping and starting to rapidly and messily throw everything on the table to find the disinfectant "tell me what happened?" I asked the second time a little bit calmer so as to not alarm him even more "Bite my shoulder if it hurts too much you'll tell me later what happened." I said as I started pouring the disinfectant on his wound making him scream and bite my shoulder making me wince in pain but I continued pouring, after making sure I got it clean I bandaged it as good as I could, his shoulder, arm, then locked it with a piece that went around his other shoulder. I sigh as I sit on the chair next to his handing him a glass of water. "now, tell me what happened." I asked as my hand went to his tight comforting." I.....I...I opened that damn book...and- and-" he began then got interrupted by his own sobs, I already knew what happened." did someone remain alive?" I asked as I looked at him sobbing not wanting yet to hug him, I had to know the truth. "yes Kassie and Beth, but They remained inside To kill it, I... I couldn't help and I just ran, it's all my fault-" he continued to sob then I hugged him. "Let's go to bed so you can lay and rest, you had a long night," I told him as I got up and helped him get up then he looked at me panicked "What's wrong?" I asked him then he shock his head and kept on saying that he didn't deserve to go to sleep and wake up, I then only realized how bad he actually felt "Oh Danny... come to bed, you deserve it, you're alive for a reason, stay alive for me, please." I beg as I look at him with pure love. He nods and grabs my hand as he lets himself dragged to my bedroom. When I let him sit after helping him to get his pants down and wash himself in the bathroom next to my bedroom I help him get the pajama pants he left over other times he came. I help him lay in my bed and as I go to the other side to go under the blankets too he grabs me with his right arm "Can you cuddle me...please?" he never asked me for physical touch, not saying a word I gently take him in my arms and make sure he's comfortable, with his head on my chest.

Before falling asleep he muttered something, something that will allways remain with me

"I love you.....please never leave me"

I kiss his forehead and whisper I love you, even tho he will never know how truly I love him, for how long I loved you, you will never leave me, you have nowhere to go, you have no one. I say to myself as I watch him sleep, oh how id do anything for you, my love.....

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[kaivenom]

Steve Rogers trying online dating HCS

Masterlist

Tony was the one who convinced him to install the dating app.

He didn't know how to set the profile, being a man from another century and a superhero makes it a little difficult so he just puts he likes WW2 history.

That's when you, a historian came across his profile and decided to check up.

And he does the same, you looked cute and you two had very similar tastes.

You two spent three months talking online, neither of you were really sure if the other one was real, especially Steve.

In one of your first coversations, he corrected you about something of the WW2, he was scared that you didn't want to talk to him anymore but you were more than happy because you found a new source of historic information.

That was mostly what you talked about but then you started to talk about other things, mostly you helped him with the last 70 years.

You had your suspects about him being captain america but like a joke with your friends because... who can be so lost with technology and events on this days.

One day you decide to finally meet, you two were nervous but he is a super soldier and you conviced your friends to accompany you.

Once you spot him on one of the tables you were really amused and relaxed, your friends congratulated you from the distance.

The date was great, amazing, he was sweet and a literal gentlemen, at some point he got a "job call" and you had to finish early.

Later that day, you see that the avengers had a mission and a particular blonde man in a blue suit was there.

Now your theories are not only a joke but a new obsession and by the next time you meet, you sounded a like crazy but he couldn't deny your facts.

This date was longer, very longer, he had to explain everything to you and you even had to go to hsi appartament to have privacy, after all it was a superhero thing.

You couldn't believe it, but after a couple of weeks of rethinking about it, you meet a third time and this time without secrets.

Since that, you meet more often until you start to date oficially.

[leibal]

Appartament RC is a minimalist apartment located in Paris, France, designed by ono studio. In addressing the apartment’s previously dim ambiance, the design approach was to maintain an unpartitioned row of windows. This strategic choice ensures that natural light floods the space, enhancing the interior’s brightness and airiness.

[at1nys-blog]

Next Door

When you try to save your friends from bad press (your father's opinion on them) ending up having to find a way to survive it turns different than what you expected, but along the way there are your best friends, new friends and a very annoying gym bro that lives just Next Door

Previously on... Next Door//More about... Next Door//Next on... Next Door

Vol.3 Ch.16-Turning point

Jumping out of bed, Zoro had never been so happy to start his day. Most of the time he would wake up grumpy and in no mood to interact with a single human being, but today. Today was different, he had a plan and it was the first time in his life he thanked his lack of orientation.

The entinerary for the day was easy: they were going to the gym, two hours wasn't too bad, for him at least. For his neighbor maybe it was going to be atrocious; after he would have made her his personal gym assistant, they would go have breakfast in his favourite Coffe Shop and not for the quality of the brew or of the bakery, it was his favourite place because of his sister; after spending some time where y/n was going to be tease to the bones he had in mind going shopping with the excuse that he couldn't be left alone in a big place such as the mall; after that, if time was still on their side they would have gone to the Franky's for some dinner before driving home.

He got dressed, smile plastered on his face, he was having so much fun already. Taking his gym bag he closed the door of his appartament on his back. Knocking on her door he waited some minutes, minutes in silence, she wasn't going to answer any time soon. He tried again and when he came to the conclusion that it was pointless he decided to call her.

He started searching for "Dumb Witch" on his contacts, and once he found it, didn't waste any second in pressing the calling button.

“Who is that?” The girl’s voice was muffled, she didn't know how she managed to asnwer the call so early in the morning.

“Is me. Open the door” was his only answer.

“Me who?” it took Y/N some seconds to realize with who she was talking with. Zoro could picture her checking the ID caller and scoffed, finding funny her half asleep expression. “Stop lying and go back to sleep” she added. She hung up on him going back to sleep.

He called her once again, acting all hurt and offended about her action.

"Why would you hang up on me like that? You hurted my feelings"

"As if you have any to start with. And to answer your question, I hung up on you because is 5:10 IN THE MORNING so go back to sleep and stop annoying me."

"Sadly for you I am outside your apartament, so come open the door before I send a very nice screnshoot about your little confession." he heard a thud from the device and pictured the girl flying down her bed at his words, he smiled what was he going to pay to see her tripping on air and fall stomach flat on the floor.

"Wait. I am coming, don't..." her voice dissapeared, she had left the phone on the ground don't minding too much attention to the device. Y/N had to focus on going to open the door before it was too late.

She opened the door, holding herslef up on the frame of it she had to catch her breath before inviting the man inside. Hiding her eyes from the bright light of the hallway she tried to look some what her usual around the green haired man.

“Why on earth would you wake me up this early?” she was harsh with her tone, but she thought the man deserved it. After all he just woke her up in the worst way possible.

“Because we are going to the gym”

"WE are going NOWHERE this early in the morning" she made it clear, there was no way she was going to leave the comfort of her house, her bed, this early in the morning.

“Is never too early to speak you know?”

“Are you threatening me right now?”

“Maybe” she groaned. "ah take the car's key I have a nice intenerary for us"

"I have to work, un like you. I can't"

"There is no use in lying to me, I know you have today off. Go get ready and make it quick I have the group chat open and I am ready to send the screnshoot any minutes now" she wanted to scream, to hit the man but couldn't. Dam her and her lack of self control, if she didn't send that stupid text she was going to be sleeping peacfully in her comfortoble bed and not getting ready to spending a day following whatever Zoro had in mind.

Zoro always had and will always have a weak point, that something that alway and will always make him weak to his knee is something very simple and for some point of view very domestic as Ace once told him: a girl wearing gym attire, but not the fitted one where everything is all out there to see and pray at, no, Zoro loves a pair of baggy sweat pants (bonus point if one leg is lifted up) paired with a tank top and a color combined, colege sweater.

When Y/N showed up in the open living room dressed just like that he found himself stearing but it was not like he wanted to, it was stronger than him.

"Look at you, falling asleep already" she called him back to reality and he had to clear his throat before hushing her outside. "Dude wait, let me take the keys. Is not like a plan to sleep outside." at the mention of the house's keys Zoro had a little thought, did he took his keys before closing the door behind him? He checked and not founding the object he was searching for he wanted to punch himself. "Dude, is everything fine?"

"everything is fucking fine." he lied, he didn't want to get teased, not today at least.

The drive to the gym was a nightmare: Zoro was laying in the backseat as if he owned the vehicle and has all right to just stay there like that; he complained about every radio station that played on the radio, if there was a song he liked he would start humming alongiside the singer and then he would complain the song wasn't actually that good.

"Just pick a station and STOP complaining about every song"

"I am sorry I have high standards. I am picky about songs." he defended himself. "Now, can you turn back to the previous station?"

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?"

"What? Maybe now there is a song I like" Zoro looked pleased how she started to hold tigheter the wheel, taking deep breaths. He knew she wished nothing but to kill him now and there, but seeing her not being able to fulfill her dreams was too funny. "drive, is green" she mimicked him and started driving headed to the gym.

"I don't like this spot"

"Why? Is close enought to the entrance but not too much."

"Yeah but is going to get hot in there, there is nothing that will protect it from the heat"

Y/N had to keep calm, she was NOT going to give up and let him win, because she knew he was trying his best to get under her skin just for fun. He had leverage and if she survived the day maybe she was finally able to make him let it go.

"Then where should I park?"

"There" he pointed in the worst section of the parking lot, which was the only one with trees big enought to cover the vehicle from the sun, or to better phrase it, it was the only spot he liked it enough to let her park.

If driving with an annoying Zoro wasn’t bad enough exercising was even worst.

“I don’t remember if I told you that but just as a reminder here: I hate you”

“I did nothing wrong”

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME??" she started, looking at him with wide eyes, it was not possible that she heard him say that, not after the morning she had BECAUSE of him. "you woke me up at 5:10 am on my day off. You told me to get ready for the gym and I have to be your personal weights?"

"I work out better like this"

"I wOrK oUt BeTtEr LiKe ThIs" she mimicked him. "I swear I am going to choke you one day"

"I actually don't mind being choked" he jokes, quoting what she had told him just yesterday.

"DROP IT ALREADY"

"Ne.Ver." and he went to his push up with Y/N on his back.

Unbeknowst to both of them they smiled for just a second, Zoro found her short-temper something to use to tease her and rail her up a little bit; Y/N found herself enjoying all this harmeless teasing between the two of them, it was the first time in her life she had found a boy that was trying his best to keep her in check and humble her down from time to time.

The rest of the work out went on pretty smoothly, the two still bickered but it wasn't as bad as that morning, it was something more superficial and it happened only when the silence started to be too much to handle for the two of them.

"Two hours is more than enough, can we go home now?"

"Nope, I have more I want to do today." his phone rang but he didn't check who it was or why someone was searching for him this ealry in the morning, (spoiler it was Luffy, he was up pretty early for his usual because of Uta and he wanted the two of them to meet ince they are his two best friends) he had more important business to attend. "turn here, you can park wherever you want this time"

"Thank you, your highness, this is such an honor"

"Don't push your luck, I never gave you permission to mock me" Y/N rolled her eyes and went back to focus on the road. Zoro had to give credit to her, she was a good driver. He also thought he ought her an apology for having thought any different just because she was a girl, but again, not today. Maybe tomorrow, in the morning. Or maybe some other time, later in time.

"Where are we going now?"

"Somewhere nice..." turning back he notice she was not moving, sitting on the hood of her car he rolled his eyes to the sky "trust me. Just this time."

"I will not move an inch if you don't tell me where we are going"

"Is a surprise, now move"

"Nope" she said crossing her arms and now sitting on top of her car, she was not going to move unless the boy spoke. Zoro knew better, he knew all that was a way to make him talk and he was way stronger than her playing this game. Nothing was going to break him, no sir.

If he wasn’t going to speak and she wasn’t going to move an inch, Zoro make it his mission to get her to walk. Approaching Y/N he took her by the waist.

“And what are you doing exactly?”

“If Mohammed will not go to the mountain, the mountain must come to Mohammed” and started to pull her off the hood of the car.

“Geez, I got it. Now let me go I can do it myself.”

“I sensed you were having some troubles” he teased her.

“Keep talking and we are going to have some troubles.” He brought an arm on her shoulders, getting face to face with Y/N. Way to close to her. The height difference made her look up at him a bit, noticing how grey his eyes were.

Zoro didn’t know why he did that but at the moment he thought it was a good idea. To hold her this close and tease her knowing damn well she would have attacked him out of nowhere.

He leaned in, just for a second, when a voice in the back of his head stopped him, and in time. He flicked her forehead and then walked towards his destination.

Y/N caught up to him and elbowed Zoro on the side.

“What was that for?”

“For flicking my forehead. That shit still hurts and now I have to buy some make up to hide the redness.” He just scoffed at her silliness not saying much more. He needed food before going back to his favorite hobby: teasing the girl next door.

[svnflowerkae]

tw: estabiloshed relationship, reader is a little bit tipsy from alchool like they can’t walk straight but are complitely fine and consensual!!, oral (m!reciveing),  sloppy blowjob, a bit of fluff at the start, mention of pet names (good girl, darling), praising with a little bit of degrading, reader has pussy and uses sometimes she/her pronouns. I tried to do genderneutral as possible. If i missed smt let me mnow!

an: i just want to say that this is literally a piece of a dream I did some many nights ago so maybe it will be a little self insert but not too much! Plus plus i can’t choose which boy i simp for to write this one so i’ll just put is as your fave x reader! Please enjoy. (ALSO GUYS I'M REALLY SORRY FOR NOT POSTING A SMUT WRITTEN FROM ME FOR SO LONG SORRY)

Y/N entered their appartament - after leaving the elevator -, a bit tipsy at 4.30 am, a little smile plastered on their face. Heels in hand, on the doorway, as Y/N was callin' for him.

Listening to his name being called, he goes to them.

"Why are you still up? You should be sleepin' already"

"I was waiting for you, honey" he smiled and Y/N laughed.

She puts in front of her mouth her fingers, signaling him to not disturb the quiet of the neighbourhood. He laughs. Y/N obviously was a little tipsy from the alchool they drank over the night.

Y/N hugged him and he took her from the hips, lifting her up and doing a twirl. Both of them laughing together. He puts her down, letting the purse and the heels fall on the ground. Taking him by the hand they go to the living and, instead of sitting on the couch, they sit on the floor.

Y/N, on her knees, looks at him with an intense look in her eyes. She crawls towards him, opening his legs and putting herself in between them, while laying completely down. Y/N starts to kiss his bulge keeping eye contact.

"Such a greedy girl, aren't you?" he laughs softly as he starts slowly to pull his pants and underwear down, pulling his cock out. A whine and a gasp leaves her lips as she saw it and she starts kissing it from the base to the top, licking it so slowly and with kitten licks. He moans, blush spreading on his face, his hand on his mouth, tryin’ to not moan. Y/N looks at him, love stuck and her mind floating in the air, the only thought it’s his cock and the way it's not fully erected. She loved doing a blowjob while her lover cock was still soft/half soft. In Y/N opinion it was rather cute and something snaps inside when they has to do it while his cock is, if not completely, almost soft.

It was a big turn on.

As time passed by his cock become fully erected, veins visible.

"Darling, mmh, please don't stop." He was so desperate to cum, bucking his hips and grabbing their hair into a ponytail. "You're such a good girl for me, such a good cock sucker. Mnhp just like that. I'm gonna cum, gonna cum darling."

His raspy moans, his hoarse voice from the moaning, turning them on. Pussy so wet that she could feel her juices running down her thighs.

The pleasure he was feeling was so much, he just wanted to cum in her mouth but didn't want to end all of this. It was too good.

Moaning on his cock she bobs her head down quickly, taking his full lenght in her mouth. She couldn't help but rolling her eyes, only this bringing her so much pleasure. She loved pleasing her lover.

"F-fuck baby yes" he keeps their head down, hips trusting roughly as he cums down their throat.

She moans as she tastes his cum, swallowing like it was milk. His breath unsteady as he takes his cock out of her mouth.

They smile at each other, and sitting on his lap, they share a kiss. His hands on her hair and waist.

"I'll bet you're tired honey, let me help you and then we'll go to sleep, okay?" he asks while getting up with them in his arms. "You did a very good job, I love you"

"I love you too, (name of your fav)"

[apartamentmontreal]

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Montreal apartment airbnb check the link

[libriaco]

Letture illecite

La lettura è di tutte le operazioni la più indelicata, la più indiscreta e in fondo la più illecita; è per questo che l’uomo pudico sente la vergogna del leggere e non sopporta che altri legga assieme con lui nello stesso libro (meno il caso di Paolo e Francesca il quale sappiamo come finì) e se veramente non è un’anima corrotta considera la lettura come una operazione clandestina e, per leggere, si apparta come l’animale per morire.

A. Savinio, Nuova enciclopedia [postumo, 1977], Milano, Adelphi, 2011

[soldan56]

Alla security dell’aeroporto di Fiumicino che lo ha bloccato aveva detto: «Mi è squillato il telefonino, non ho tre mani». Ma una fonte accreditata che ha potuto vedere il video di Fassino al duty free lo descrive così a Repubblica: «Si vede l’eurodeputato entrare diretto allo stand dei profumi per donna, trascina un trolley, ha un giaccone scuro. Prende una confezione di Chanel Chance da 100 ml... [Fassino] alza gli occhi in direzione delle telecamere, si guarda attorno, si apparta in un angolino e infila il profumo dentro una tasca del giaccone. Esce dal duty free senza acquistare nulla e viene avvicinato da un addetto alla vigilanza privata». che squallore

[zenzeroruletheworld]

ya know what? fuck It

Teague family modern headcanon

-teague like the rock n' pop music of the 60s/70s/80s (/90s).

-he loves the Beatles and always has them as background music at home. that's why Jack knows all the songs word for word

-Jack was home-schooled as a child

-Teague likes to travel, he meet Jack's mother during a journey in south america.

-He has never been married, and has no intention of doing so

-valerie is a sport fanatic

-the key dog is, in fact, called Dog

-all the family live in a building of 5 apartments , even if they don't technically live together each enters the other's house without warning. (it's not strange to find one of your cousins in the living room when you come back from school lol)

-on Sundays and holidays they all eat in grandmama's apartment

-(I honestly think this is obvious to everyone in the fandom but) Jack has ADHD

-Jack is actually quite good at school but his attitude doesn't make him have a good reputation with teachers'

-he can pass exams without difficulty and often without the need to study

-when he started public school he immediately found it boring, for many subjects they had to put him in higher grades since as a homeschooler he was far ahead of kids his age

-that's how he meet Fitz

-Jack have black nail polish

-He always wears the bracelets he collects while traveling with his father around the world

-he have ear piercings (mostly done by himself or with a friend)

-McFlemling is an artist and has a studio that is always messy, when Valerie and Jack were little they loved to go there

-Also she is a tattoo artist

-she's one of those cool moms (of the little cousins) with tattoos and piercings who are super lively

-Brannigan makes craft beer

-Jack is THE popular Kid in school.

-for the summer break he works at the mall: in a music store

-and valerie as a bar tender

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*teague's apartment*

live there: Teague, Jack and Dog

Apartment: fifth (higher)

-teague's apartment smells like 'tobacco & whiskey

-its actually very coozy: it's basically all mahogany wood and some decoration of unworked rock, the kitchen face the living room and it's basically a mini bar.

-there Is no table, they eat in the Isle of the "mini bar"

-you'd think it was the home of a former hippie or rock star (and you wouldn't be wrong)

-the walls are decorated with both guitars collected over the years, and some shelves with books and bottles of alcohol (and some a bong here and there)

-arround the appartament you can also find musical instruments from rural places.

-there Is a spot only for show off the vinils

Jack's room

-they live on the top floor. so Jack's room is in the attic

-he have a French bed, at the foot of which there Is the dog's bed (even though he always ends up sleeping in bed with Jack)

-he also have a hammock swing attached to the ceiling

-and two desks according to him the large one is used for "studying" and the small one is used as a make-up station.

-he have a drawer under his bed covered by the blanket in which he keeps some light drugs and cigarettes

-plus he have a few mini bottles of alcohol in his room, he doesn't remember where he put them

-surprise surprise he actually have many shelves full of books

Teague's room(s)

-Teague's room is a little more sober. he has a double bed, around the room there are several "object holders", in particular he has one in which he keeps all the drawings that Jack made for him when he was still little, he keeps them under the bed (no one I know about it)

-he have one photo of Jack's mother. it's a bit ruined, but he don't really care.

-he has a "study" next to his room, in the study there is a brown leather armchair with his guitar in its container in the corner and a display case of alcohol. one wall of the room is so full of books that you can't see the bricks and among the books there is a photo album in which he keeps photos of the most important people in his life

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Photo ideas (those are just examples, you need to use your imagination✨)

This Is more mountainlish like compared to how I imagine it, but it gives you the idea