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Chimed encounters

Pairing: Harry x Designer Reader (curvy or plus-sized—whatever you feel they should look like. This is my preference 😌)

Summary: Meet-cutes that's all

Warnings: None, just fluff.

Word Count: 965

✨masterlist✨ read the rest of Harry x Designer Reader there

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You wake up to the blaring sound of your alarm at 6 a.m., groaning as you reach over to turn it off. A sigh escapes you as you mentally prepare for the busy day ahead.

Reluctantly peeling yourself away from the warm cocoon of your blanket, you head to the bathroom, splashing cold water on your face to shake off the remnants of sleep. After finishing up, you move to your closet, opting for something simple yet comfortable: a white boat-neck tee, grey jeans, and your trusty black Sambas.

The perk of being a freelance designer is the casual dress code—no rigid rules to follow. Quickly, you apply a touch of makeup, grab the closest jacket within reach, and stuff your essentials into your bag.

Before leaving, you glance around your apartment, double-checking for anything you might have missed—keys, phone, or plugs left in sockets. Satisfied, you lock the door behind you and make your way to the lobby. Your bike, chained under the stairs, waits for you. You place your bag in the basket, plug in your earphones, and brace yourself for the chaos of city commuting. But first, breakfast and coffee.

The familiar chime of the door greets you as you step into the quiet café you frequent. Felice, the owner, waves from behind the counter.

“Good morning, Y/N! The usual, or are you feeling adventurous today?” she teases with a warm smile.

“Morning, Felice. Surprise me,” you reply, smiling back at her excitement.

Felice and her husband, Jay, have been experimenting with new recipes to add to their menu, often using you as their unofficial taste-tester. Not that you mind—every dish is a delightful creation.

“It’s on the house! I don’t want your money, Y/N,” she calls out as she disappears into the kitchen.

You chuckle at her generosity and quietly slip a twenty-pound note into the tip jar, knowing she’ll try to give it back if she notices.

Finding a vacant table, you sit down and pull out your phone to review your agenda and upcoming meetings. Alongside it, your commonplace journal—a collection of ideas, sketches, and plans—makes an appearance. Pen in hand, you begin jotting down thoughts as the café’s calm atmosphere settles over you.

The door chime rings again, signalling another customer. Glancing up briefly, you spot a tall man wearing a cozy brown cardigan. You don’t think much of it until Felice’s voice cuts through the air.

“Harry! Your order’s almost ready. Jay’s just finishing it up now,” she says casually.

Your heart skips a beat. Harry Styles? You quickly lower your gaze, pretending to be engrossed in your notebook.

Felice calls your name, and you head to the counter to retrieve your breakfast.

“Thank you! Oh, this looks amazing. What’s in the sandwich?” you ask, marvelling at the colourful creation.

“Lettuce, tomatoes, two types of sauce, and pan-fried teriyaki-marinated tofu,” she explains proudly.

Before you can respond, the man beside you—Harry Styles—chimes in.

“That sounds delicious. Is it available?” he asks, his voice as smooth and familiar as you’d imagined.

You freeze momentarily, your mind scrambling to process the fact that Harry Styles is standing right next to you.

Felice, unfazed, answers, “Of course, Harry. Yours will be out in a minute.” She heads back into the kitchen, leaving you rooted in place.

Grabbing your tray, you quickly return to your table, doing your best to avoid eye contact with him. Meeting famous people always makes you nervous, and being an introverted designer who occasionally deals with high-profile clients doesn’t help. Plus, it doesn’t hurt—or maybe it does—that you’re a huge fan of his work.

You take a deep breath, push your straw into your iced coffee, and focus on your sandwich. To distract yourself, you doodle mindlessly in your journal.

From the corner of your eye, you notice Harry taking a seat at the table adjacent to yours. You keep your eyes down, bouncing between your coffee cup, your phone, and your sandwich, trying to act nonchalant.

When Felice calls his name to pick up his order, you resist the urge to look at him, knowing it would only make you more flustered.

...

Finishing your sandwich, you glance at your watch and realize it’s time to head to your first meeting. As you pack up your things, you risk a quick look in his direction. He’s taking a bite of his sandwich, seemingly enjoying it. For a brief moment, you consider asking if he likes it, but you bite your tongue and focus on leaving.

With your coffee in hand, you walk to the door, unhook your bike, and start to prepare for your ride. The door chime rings again, and you assume it’s Felice coming to say goodbye.

“Sorry, Feli, I’m in a rush—my meeting’s in 30 minutes,” you say quickly, only to stop mid-sentence when you see him.

It’s Harry Styles, holding your journal in his hand.

“Hey, you left this on the table. I didn’t want you to forget it,” he says, his voice kind and warm.

You freeze, your hand reaching out to take the journal. As your fingers brush against his, you feel a jolt of awareness that makes your cheeks flush.

“Oh, thank you. I didn’t realize I left it,” you mumble, embarrassed.

An awkward silence lingers as you both stand there. You avert your gaze, fumbling to place your bag in your bike basket.

“Thank you again, truly, but I need to go,” you say, finally hopping onto your bike.

“No worries. Have a safe ride,” he replies, smiling softly.

You meet his gaze for a fleeting moment before looking straight ahead, your heart racing as you pedal away.

As you turn the corner, you can’t help but replay the interaction in your mind, blushing harder than ever.

... I felt so giddy when I was writing this. aaaAAAHHH!

[tainted-heqrt]

Bread Bridge Bakery AU

The following day at the bakery dawned with an unusual stillness. Too quiet, Joel stood behind the counter, idly pretending to reorganise the pastry display—though in reality, he was sneaking bites of leftover cinnamon rolls.

“Hey Grian, is Jimmy coming in today?” he called out to his friend in the bustling kitchen, the sound of clattering pans echoing around them.

"if this is some elaborate scheme to flirt with his sister leave me out of it, I'm trying to bake macarons and its a very involved process," Grian retorted, his concentration unwavering as he whipped the delicate batter.

"nooooo its just he's erm in charge of making the coffees, you know cant have a bakery without coffee and can't have coffee without Jimmy ha ha," Joel replied unconvincingly, "you know our system, you bake, Jimmy brews and I charm the customers with my amazing customer service!"

“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” Grian murmured, casting a distracted glance at his phone. His expression shifted to one of annoyance as he read the latest message, a groan of dismay escaping him. “What did you do?”

Joel blinked, mid-chew. “Define ‘do.’”

“Jimmy just messaged me,” Grian hissed. “he said, and I quote, if I see that Shrek wannabe so much as glance in the direction of my sister, I'm going to end his existence”

“He’s probably just worried about the economy,” Joel replied, struggling to sound nonchalant. “Or inflation. Or, like, croissant integrity or something.”

Grian crossed his arms, skeptically raising an eyebrow. “He literally called you a Shrek wannabe and threatened your existence. Did you ask his sister out?”

Joel grinned, not bothering to deny it. “I said I might call her if, say, Jimmy suddenly went missing in a mysterious bakery-related incident.”

"Joel, mate, come on-" Before Grian could unleash his signature eye roll, the front bell jingled. Jimmy walked in, Lizzie trailing behind him, looking as effortlessly cute as ever in a lavender cardigan covered in bees. Her eyes darted around the bakery, searching for something-or, or rather, someone.

“Hey Joel,” she greeted shyly, a sweet smile lighting up her face.

“Hey, Lizzie,” he replied, feeling a flutter of nervousness mixed with excitement.

“HLEEAAHHHurkurkBLLEAAHH!” Jimmy exclaimed, feigning a dramatic retch as he clasped his stomach, his face contorting in an exaggerated expression of disgust. With a flourish, he spun on his heel to confront his beloved sister, his eyes narrowing. “We had a deal. You promised you were only coming in for coffee!”

“I am,” Lizzie replied, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. “And to chat with Grian about his delightful honey lemon scones. Not everything revolves around you, James.”

“Don’t call me James,” Jimmy retorted, his voice a mix of mock exasperation and brotherly affection.

Out of nowhere, Scar popped up, casually leaning against the counter, his eyes twinkling with enthusiasm, “Did someone mention honey lemon scones?”

“NO!” Grian and Jimmy both shouted in unison, their voices overlapping in a chorus of protest.

Undeterred, Scar’s face lit up with a wide smile. “Perfect! I’ll take three,” he declared, his excitement infectious.

--A/N--

another little snippet from chapter one of my bread bridge bakery au, I really need a name for this fic so if you have any ideas let me know.

its working title is 'Bros before Bakery Hoes' much to the dismay of many so I really need a title so I can post chapter one :)

also @lostgoosebe did some amazing art for this fic so pls go check them out

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Heeeeyyyyy seeing that you've made your lil guys into dolls gave me intense flashback to when I would binge doll customization videos and if I could successfully knit an oversized cardigan after impulsively deciding to, I might as well give making MY lil guys into dolls a try!

So do you have any recommended tutorials? I'm mainly interested in art dolls (that's what the soft ones with wire are called right?) And if you have any recommended tutorials for design that would also be lovely! :D (I think I might need to spice up their outfits a little as dolls so they don't look boring lol)

I recommend this tiktoker’s coralline doll tutorials

And this YouTuber for creature/animal dolls

And this person there’s a bunch of recordings of doll making process on his tiktok I found really useful, he also have a patreon which he shares behind the scenes of the doll making process

[sinnabarmoth]

Her Kitty and His Bunny

(A/N: My first Xavier prompt! Meant to have this out last month but I got really wrapped up in the Dragon Sylus fic. Oops.)

Pairing: Kitty|Xavier x Bunny|Reader (fem)

Prompt: Sweet fluff of kitty Xavier meeting and falling for the Bunny girl Reader working at the bookstore.

Length: 3k

It was a normal day of work at the bookshop which meant things were pretty slow. You wandered along through the shelves trying to find a book for a pick up order. You had to go near the back of the shop and you were surprised by what else you found there.

You had heard him before you saw him, the fluffy ears on top of your head catching the tiniest sounds all the time. And you could hear someone muttering softly. You turned the corner to see who was back here because you could have sworn the store was empty.

Laying against the wall, a book opened and resting on his chest was a man you vaguely remembered walking in earlier. Blonde, handsome face, cozy peach cardigan, pair of fuzzy cat ears and an equally fluffy tail that was curled around him and resting on his lap. He had fallen asleep directly in front of a warm ray of light and you couldn’t deny it looked heavenly. You could have done with a nap yourself.

How long had this guy been back here? Should you wake him? He wasn’t bothering anyone. But what if he had nodded off accidentally and needed to be somewhere? Or what if this was a medical problem?

“Sir. Sir, wake up.” you said.

“Hm?” he turned his head away from you towards the sunlight.

“What a pain.” you muttered and squatted next to him. You shook his shoulder. “Sir, you need to wake up now.”

He shifted again but his eyes opened this time to look at you. You could almost swear he was about to go back to sleep but you kept poking him. “Sir, are you alright? You’ve been asleep back here for quite some time.”

He sat up straight, rubbing the sleep from his eyes with a yawn. What a sleepy kitty this guy was. It was rather cute seeing how soft and bleary he was right after a nap. “Sorry,” he said quietly, “I didn’t even realize I had fallen asleep back here.”

“I wanted to make sure you were okay.” you stood back up. “You know it isn’t exactly a smart idea to fall asleep whenever, right?”

“Yeah, I’ve heard that. I only meant to sit and read a chapter to see if I liked this book but then the sun came in and I just dozed off.” he stood up, stretching his arms high above his head. A bit of his shirt rode up and you caught a peek of his toned stomach. What kind of physique was he hiding under that cardigan?

“Must not have been a good book if it helped put you to sleep.”

“It was good actually. So good that I read through five chapters in one go before I fell asleep.” he flipped through the book. “I think I’ll get it.”

“Good to hear.” you looked past his head and saw the book you had originally come back here looking for. “There you are!” you stretched past him to grab the book on the high shelf. It was just out of range, your fingertips grazing the spine.

The man turned to see what you were reaching for and easily plucked the book from the shelf. “I was wondering why you were suddenly reaching towards me. But you weren’t. Is this the book you wanted?”

“It is. Thanks.” you checked your watch. “Oh they’re gonna be here any minute to pick this up. I gotta get this packaged.” you turned and scuttled back to the front desk. You grabbed the paper you wrapped books in and went through the folding process, tucking in a bookmark and sealing it with a custom sticker.

The man that you woke up was standing near the desk watching you work in silence. When you were done you set the book aside with the rest of the pick up orders and turned to him. “Ready to check out?”

“Yes.” he set the book on the counter. “Do you do that for every book you sell?”

“No, just the ones that are getting picked up or delivered.” you shrugged. “Why, were you hoping I’d wrap this one? You giving it as a present or something?”

“No. I was merely curious.” he thumbed through the stack of bookmarks by the register as you scanned the item. “You must have been working here a long time if you can package them that quickly.”

“Been a couple months so I’ve had the time, yeah.” you cocked your head at him, “Is this your first time in here? I’m pretty good with faces and I don’t remember yours.”

“No. Last I remembered it was still a noodle shop.”

“Really? Hasn’t been a noodle shop in like thirty years.” you appraised him closer. He didn’t look like he was that much older than you. How old was he if he remembered it from before it got turned into a bookstore? “If you don’t find it rude of me, how old are you? I could have sworn you were only in your twenties.”

“Oh, I am.” he said. “I remember it being a noodle shop because I had family that came here when it was and they talked about how good the food was. I found an old take-out menu so I decided to come down and check it out, only to find out it had become a bookstore in the meantime.”

You laughed. “Sorry to disappoint you. There is a really good noodle place a block down if you’re still hungry.” you placed a hand over your stomach. “What I would give for some chashu ramen with extra naruto. Maybe even some edamame. That sounds heavenly.”

“You could always order some.”

“No, I can’t. The place doesn’t do delivery and I have to stay and watch the store. The owner also gets mad if I eat at the front desk so even if I could get food I can’t eat it. They claim it is unprofessional looking. Not like there’s a huge amount of people coming in here everyday. Most of the time it’s pretty empty.” your stomach grumbled again.

“That sounds unfair. Do you not get to eat at all?”

“I have granola bars that I sneak bites of.” you shrugged. “So it’s not like I’m starving.”

“That doesn’t sound sustainable.”

“It is what it is.” you turned the card machine towards him. “Whenever you’re ready.”

The man paid you for the book and you handed him the bag. “I’ll check out that noodle shop you recommended. Thank you.”

“Have a nice afternoon. Enjoy those noodles for me.” you waved as he left.

Your smile dropped once he was out of sight. You had forgotten to ask his name. Maybe he’d come in again some time and you could ask then. You doubted it though. Outside of your regulars that had been coming here for years the only people that came by were lost tourists and students looking for cheap used textbooks.

Pick up orders came and left. You had blown through the last of your stash of granola bars and stared at the clock. You still had three hours before the end of your shift. You weren’t gonna make it. Stupid rabbit metabolism!

Your leg bounced in boredom as you stared at the clock, willing the hands to move faster. Your head slumped onto the counter. You were so freaking hungry!

Your ears perked as you heard the door bell chime. You picked your head up to greet whoever walked in and saw the handsome sleepy man from before. He had a plastic bag in his one hand and he held it out to you. “Special delivery.”

“What is this?” you took the bag. Inside were two takeout bowls of hot ramen. “Did you buy this for me?”

“You were hungry and you said the place doesn’t do delivery. So I thought I’d start my own delivery service, although I suppose it is a specialty service since it only has one customer.”

“This is amazing. Thank you so much. I can pay you back. How much was it?”

“You don’t have to pay me anything, except,” he took out both bowls and slid one over to you. “Don’t make me eat alone.”

“But the owner--”

“The camera behind the front desk isn’t hooked up to anything. Either it’s broken or it was put up there just to intimidate shoppers out of stealing. The owners won’t know you were eating at the front desk unless they come in.” he said.

You really looked at the camera you spent days hiding your granola bars from and your mouth dropped open. It really wasn’t attached to anything! They had let you believe you were being monitored that entire time! You could have been eating full meals this entire time and they wouldn’t have known! It’s not like they ever come down to the store. They own it but you basically run it.

“So?” he held out a pair of chopsticks to you.

“Thank you so much.” you took the chopsticks. “What’s your name by the way? I never asked.”

“Xavier.”

“Nice to meet you, Xavier. And thanks again for the food.” You opened the lid on your ramen and saw he had gotten exactly what you had said you were craving, chashu with extra naruto.

You are your ramen together and bit by bit got to know more about Xavier. He had been living abroad for a while and recently moved back to Linkon. He worked as a Hunter which was exciting. You had to remember not to mention how much Hunter inspired media you absorbed. There was an entire bookshelf back at your apartment that was full of Hunter romance novels and movies. If he knew about that he’d probably think you were weird. You couldn’t help it. There was something just inherently exciting and romantic about Hunters that drew you in.

You told him about your life living in Linkon and how you liked to spend your days when you weren’t working. It wasn’t anything nearly as exciting as what he did but it made you happy.

After that Xavier just kept popping in while you were working. He always made sure to stop by with some kind of food. Sometimes they were sweet breads from the bakery, hot ramen on rainy days, smoothies from the food truck down the street. Just something to help tide you over until you got off work. And you talked and talked and talked until finally you told him to just give you his number so you could text. Because no matter what there was always more you wanted to say to each other and not enough time while you were working to talk about it all.

He didn’t stop by the store as often after he got your number but you still talked every day thanks to it. He said you calling him was often what woke him up from his naps. How the man could fall asleep anywhere and everywhere was a mystery to you. Last time you had called him he had dozed off on the train and woke up to realize his destination had been three stops ago so he had to get off and get a cab back to where he needed to be anyway.

“Xavier, I swear, it isn’t normal for someone to fall asleep as much as you do. And don’t just say it is a cat thing. Cats like to lie down but I know other cat people and they do not nap as much as you do.” you were going up and down the aisles of the bookstore restocking some items. Xavier was following behind you with the box.

It was late and the shop had already closed but you needed to get these books out for their official release tomorrow morning. It was the highly anticipated sequel to a Hunter romance novel. You had already pre-ordered your copy and were going to sneak one from the stack while Xavier wasn’t looking to take home and read.

“I work a lot. I have to sleep when I can.”

“That’s the excuse you gave last time. I don’t think that your job has you on call so much that you have to take a military sleep approach to it.” you had run out of space on the shelf you were stocking and reached to start putting them on the next shelf up. But once again it was just out of reach.

“I’ll get this.” Xavier stretched past you, putting the books on the higher shelf. You hadn’t moved yet so he was practically pressed against you as he reached to put the books in place.

“Uh Xavier,” you said, “Can I uh…can I move first?”

“Hm?” he looked down without stepping back. You knew he was tall before but with him looking down at you from so close only made you realize how much shorter you really were.

“Your ears are pinned back.” he said, “Am I making you uncomfortable?”

“A little…” you broke your gaze, heat rolling up your neck.

“Sorry.” he stepped back. “Didn’t really think about it.”

“It’s okay.” you took a couple steps away to regain your wits. You felt a little flick on your tail and you jumped a foot in the air.

Xavier was standing where you had been, had outstretched. “Did you touch my tail?”

“Sorry again. It was up for the first time and I had never seen it do that before. It looked so soft on the underside I just found myself reaching out to feel it.” he said. “I didn’t think it’d be a big deal. You touch my tail all the time.”

“Well, yours is longer. If you touch my tail you’re basically touching my butt!”

He cracked an embarrassed smile. “As I recall, that didn’t seem to bother you either when you touched mine.”

“I told you it was an accident! How long are you gonna hold that over me?”

“I don’t plan on holding it over you. I just like to remind you every once in a while.”

“That’s the same thing!” He chuckled again. “What is it now? Why are you laughing!”

“I never noticed before but when you’re angry your nose twitches.”

“Ugh!” you covered your nose. “No it doesn’t!”

“Yes it does. You say I’m so much like a cat but you have so many rabbit tendencies too. Right down to loving carrots.”

“I just happen to like carrots and a lot of media portrays rabbits loving carrots. That is correlation, not causation.”

“And the fact that you jumped really far when I startled you?”

“You startled me. Exactly. Who wouldn’t jump?”

“You cleared a good couple feet in a single bound, bunny.”

“You don’t get to call me bunny like you’re trying to be cute. Not unless you’re cool with me calling you kitty.”

“I’m fine with that.”

“What?”

“You can call me kitty Xavier if you want. I don’t mind. So I can keep calling you bunny, right?”

“No! That wasn’t--”

“You just said if you get to call me kitty I get to call you bunny. Or should I call you bun-bun instead? Floppy ears? Cottontail?”

“Stop! You are so embarrassing!” you covered his mouth to stop the nicknames. “Fine, you can call me bunny, but only when no one else is around.”

He pulled your hand off his mouth. “Does that mean I get to call you bunny now? We are alone.”

“Fine. But don’t overdo it.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it, bunny.”

“Curse whatever metaflux fluctuation that determined our evolution millenia ago to give us these animal appendages.” you muttered under your breath. “There was a point in time thousands of years ago when we didn’t have animal tails and ears. Why couldn’t we have stayed that way?”

“So we wouldn’t miss out on the fun of petting our own ears.” Xavier said, giving you a little scratch behind the ear as you stood there. You unconsciously leaned your head into his touch before coming to your senses and gently smacking his hand away. “Something wrong?”

“You--you--” now that Xavier pointed it out you could feel your nose twitching again. “I do not understand you at all.”

“What’s there to understand?”

“Why do you like teasing me? I didn’t get that vibe from you when we first met but lately you keep doing it.”

“I guess it’s because I like you.”

Your eyes went wide. “What?”

“I’ve liked you for a while. Do you think I’d bring just anyone food unprompted, even when the weather is bad? Or let them touch my tail or scratch my ears?” you could see his face going pink and his tail was swishing from side to side, “I…I like you a lot.”

“Wow.” was all that came out of your mouth. You weren’t expecting a confession. How were you meant to respond?

“Honestly, I thought you already knew. I thought this whole time you had been flirting back with me. You touch me so casually and you’re always sending me such cute messages, calling me first thing in the morning and stuff…” he looked away, his ears plastered against his head. “I guess I was reading too much into it. I’m sorry that I made you uncomfortable.”

Had you been flirting all this time? In retrospect it was obvious. So painfully obvious to everyone but you. It was no secret that you found him attractive. He was also always super kind to you. Each time he came by with something for you to eat your heart started beating faster. Not just because seeing him meant he had food but because you knew you’d get to talk to him more. You called him first thing in the morning every day partly to make sure he woke up at a decent hour but also because his voice was the first thing you wanted to hear at the start of the day.

You wanted to be around him. Be near him. Always have part of him in reach.

“You too…” you murmured.

“Huh?” he glanced back at you.

“...like you too.” you said, a little louder.

He prowled closer, leaning in close to your face. “Say again? My hearing isn’t as good as yours.”

“I said I like you too!” you snapped, your face roiling hot. “I really really like you! Happy?”

His arms wrapped around you, pulling you close into his chest. You could hear a faint purring deep in his chest. “Yes.”

You let yourself melt against him. He was so warm. You nuzzled your face into his chest a little more and he chuckled. “Hopefully now we can do something outside of this bookstore.” you said.

“I don’t mind where we are so long as you are there too, bunny.”

[klaineccfanficlibrary]

so i recently re read an unexpected gift fic by scatterthestars and i realize how much i like blaine’s personality there, cold and domineering and exuding charm, can you recommend me more fics where blaine is like that?

Yes, scatterthestars likes to write Blaine in that way, and I love her fics, so could recommend anyone of them. ~Jen

How Kurt Hummel loses his virginity (but accidentally falls in love in the process) by scatterthestars

Tired of being a virgin, and not having anybody be interested in him, shy and insecure, Kurt, decides that for his twentieth birthday, as a present to himself, he will hire an escort and lose the big V. Little does he know, that when he meets Blaine, his escort, everything will change.

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King of My Heart by soprano_squad

New York high society– fraught with gossip, lies, and a rigid social hierarchy. A hierarchy that some would do anything to climb the ranks of…

Essentially: Kurt is filthy rich. Blaine is even richer. Blaine is blackmailed into an arranged marriage with Kurt, who doesn’t know the truth behind their engagement. Banter, pining, smut, and spending obscene amounts of money ensues.

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Senator Blaine verse by luthien82

This is the ongoing tale of Blaine Anderson, reigning Ohio Senator, and his PA Kurt Hummel, on whom he has a massive crush. Read about their growing friendship that evolves into something more as time goes by, seeing them through laughter, tears, hard decisions and compromise. In short: life. This series is Blaine-centric.

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Folie à Deux by lilinas

In which dom!Blaine and sub!Kurt get up to some kinky stuff.

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Any Eden We Can Name by @the-cimmerians

Kurt wants things. Blaine finds a way to provide them.

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A Door to Nowhere and A Door to Somewhere By @gleefulpoppet

•Explicit •Dom/sub with a focus on their emotional dynamic

Kurt Hummel is the personification of a perfect personal assistant. After nine years of working for Isabelle Wright, he had the most prestigious business owners in New York begging to hire him when she retired. He’s kept Blaine Anderson, lawyer extraordinaire, organized and overachieving ever since. There’s just a teeny tiny (colossal) problem: the unfettered chemistry that rages between them. And Mr. Anderson? Well, he has a wife.

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Consort by stut_ter 

Stripper/prostitute Kurt is fairly popular but I so want a prostitute!Blaine fic where he plays the sweet, preppy boy next door stereotype for all it’s worth, milking thousands of dollars out of salivating customers who have no freaking clue what they are in for when they start sampling his services.

He starts off as this adorable young man in cardigans and bow ties and suddenly he’s down to tight briefs with the tie dangling around his naked throat and his ass thrust up high and those big wide wet eyes sparkling with confidence and awareness of his own sexual power and he wrecks people.

And then of course, Kurt hires him.

[annabelle--cane]

Hello!

You’ve said that you fly on planes pretty often… As someone who’s never been on a plane before, could you tell me about what it’s like riding in a plane for the first time/some things you’ve learned to do to make it an easier experience?

Hope you’ve been doing well <3

with the qualifiers that while I used to fly a lot, I haven't since late 2019 + different airlines have extremely varying standards for comfort + I'm white and able bodied so there are a lot of common concerns that I've never had to think about:

-> being in an airport is first and foremost about waiting around and doing nothing. you queue to check your bag, you queue to go through security, you sit at your gate for a while after the inevitable delays to your takeoff time, you wait for your boarding group to be called, you queue in the group itself to get on the plane, eventually you queue to get off the plane, you queue to go through customs, and then you wait while staring aimlessly at some kind of hypnotic carousel of nearly identical black suitcases to collect your checked luggage. you can either gaslight yourself into believing that there is enjoyment to be found in waiting in huge lines or you can lose yourself to the queue madness.

-> speaking of the hypnotic bag carousel, it'll be easier to pick out your checked bags on sight if they're more distinct looking. if you've got some brightly colored suitcases, use those, otherwise they might pass you by three times before you spot them.

-> if you have a tendency to get car sick or sea sick or anything then I'd recommend bringing some anti nausea medication, in my experience most flights aren't particularly bumpy but better safe than sorry. plane bathrooms can be kinda nasty, if you're concerned about hygiene then you might want to bring some surface wipes. they tend to blast the AC, and the blankets they give out are static electricity central, so I'd recommend wearing a good jacket/cardigan and maybe bringing a small TSA approved(tm) sized bottle of hand cream.

-> if something about the processes of bag checking, security, boarding, customs, etc. is confusing you, you'll likely be in a group of dozens of people trying to do the same thing and you can ask around to see if someone if willing to explain.

-> your airline will probably tell you how early before your flight you should to get to the airport, and I would always advise arriving even earlier than that. ex., I've had a lot of experiences where getting there three hours before an international flight was technically enough time, but I had to rush everything and only got to my gate at the last minute. I would a hundred times over prefer to window shop in the expensive tech stores on the other side of security for half an hour than have to book it with my carry on down a huge backrooms looking empty hallway just to barely make it in time.

-> this could easily be a me thing but I've found the version of myself that exists on airplanes only wants to entertain herself with activities that I would never consider with my feet on solid ground. I enter an airplane and suddenly voraciously want to do a crossword and listen to europop. basically, if you're nervous about the flying itself, then I'd suggest planning to do something fun and kind of novel so you can have something a bit special to look forward to.

-> if you've got a window seat, look out the window! look at your city from above and either have an existential crisis or develop a god complex, it's great. watching a sunrise while flying over the ocean is basically like inventing a religion.

[sad-bath]

Can I order a Robin x reader fic that’s fall/halloween themed? It could just be a bunch of headcanons

I hope this is adequate, thank you for the request!

Pairing: Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader

warnings: Use of Y/N, She/Her pronouns

wc: 873

dividers by enchanthings ✿

Robin loved fall.

She loved everything about the season. From the cooling temperatures, to the browning of the leaves that fell from their branches. From the festivities of fall markets, to the slow build to Halloween night.

Robin loved Halloween.

The holiday,(which Robin would always argue that, yes, Halloween is a holiday,) was still a couple weeks away. But, as the air grew crisp and pumpkins began showing up in stores, she couldn’t help but get excited. She planned couples costumes, and searched through thrift stores for any pieces that could be of use.

Her shifts at family video would pass by as she sifted through movies she'd plan to take home for movie dates, much to Steve's dismay.

"I get that you're, like, excited about having a girlfriend, but i don't see why that means you get to slack off here, okay?" Steve's tone was that of a tired parent, and his arms had been crossed over his chest. Robin was sure he was just jealous she'd gotten a girlfriend before he did.

"Steeeeeve." Robin groaned, setting her chosen movies to the side."

"Just saying!"

The couch underneath her, her girlfriend's couch, was plush. Lumpy, but not so much as to make her uncomfortable. The small TV flicked through the same three channels as Robin sighed. The day had been long, school got out only a few hours ago and band rehearsal seemed to drag on. The fact she had a date planned later tonight did not help.

Speaking of her date, she'd been ready for a while now. Her jeans cuffed, high top converse laced up her ankles that were crossed over the armrest of the corduroy couch. She'd tucked her dark red knit sweatshirt into her pants, and pulled her short dirty blonde locks into a small ponytail, letting her bangs fall to sit on her forehead. And after a final touch of eyeliner on her waterline, and a quick pinky finger of Vaseline to her lips, she was ready.

Y/N on the other hand, was not.

She'd let Robin into her house about an hour ago, dressed only in a robe and hair still damp, skin still dewy from the warm shower. She'd pulled Robin into a hug, smiling all the while, before pressing a chaste kiss to Robin's lips, something Robin was sure she'd never lose the feeling of thrill from. The scent of cinnamon stuck to her skin, whether it was from the fall scented body wash Y/N had bought the last time they went out together or the process of baking the cinnamon apple pie that now sat on the counter in the kitchen, Robin was unsure. Y/N had lead Robin to the living room, pouring her a cup of tea before fleeing to her room upstairs to get ready.

Just as Robin had let out another sigh, she heard footsteps thumping down the stairs and felt the oxygen leave her lungs as Y/N came into view.

She wore denim jeans, an off-white tank top and a loose cardigan. The green of the cardigan complimenting her skin perfectly, and the soft makeup somehow enhancing her already otherworldly beauty. She heard a small laugh and she knew she must've been staring. Robin sat up slowly as Y/N approached the couch, placing a finger under Robin's chin to close her slightly parted lips.

"Careful, Robbie. You're catching flies." Y/N spoke. Softly, with a hint of a sultry tone that always made Robin swoon. Yeah, Y/N was it for her. "You ready to go?" Robin nodded, speechless for what she believed was the first time in her life. "C'mon then, silly." Y/N grabbed Robin's hands and pulled her to stand.

The fall fair was busy.

The typically empty street of downtown Hawkins was now filled with booths and vendors, and customers filling in the empty space. The evening seemed to pass by fast, though time spent with her girlfriend always seemed to fly away. They'd been to almost every tent, spending much more money on each other then they'd planned, and they ended up with a couple bags of caramel popcorn, candied apples, handmade candles, and matching necklaces they took turns putting on each other. As the sky dimmed and nightfall neared, Y/N drove the pair out to a local lookout that peered over the city. They parked and sat on the hood of the car, letting a mixtape play through the speakers. Soon, they'd have gotten through a bag of popcorn and several different conversation topics. Constellations painted the sky, but there was nothing Robin wanted to appreciate more than the sight of her girlfriends moonlit face.

"You're gorgeous, have I ever told you that?" Robin asked, her voice raspier than usual from overuse, something that happened regularly when she was with Y/N.

"Only like, everyday." Y/N grinned, looking at Robin through her eyelashes.

"Oh," Robin blinked. "Well, it's true." Y/N laughed, gentle, and Robin's heart skipped a beat.

"Thank you, baby." Baby. "You are too."

That night, Robin would tuck into the crook of Y/N's neck, breathing in the warm smell of cinnamon and caramel. Sheets fresh, and a quilt heavy on their bodies that tangled together as they both let themselves fall into sleep.

[the-pessimists-paradigm]

Create-A-Character

A bright and fluttering screen was the only light source in his room, Leviathan like a moth to a blinding flame, regardless of how cold the floor was beneath his blanket. Characters ran around as dialogue flickered on the screen, he smashed more buttons, his fingers working autonomously. Pixels crashing, sputtering out and fizzling with orange sparks as he let out a sigh. Lingering on the screen was his very first save file with you.

One from eleven years ago. Time with you had passed like a flash of light. He remembered your fingers softly touching with his as you slashed monsters, or reached finish lines, accomplishing small goals. Your smirk as you occasionally beat him, eyes glinting in victory, fists raised, both your chuckles echoing in the air. Game after game, year after year, lines were forming.

Around your eyes, your skin became tighter, as if it was holding on for dear life. Even as you aged, he still appreciated your beauty, caressing your face as you slept. That happened more now, falling asleep on his lap, struggling to stay awake from the pain creeping around your body from concerts. He knew from Belphie's rage at Lilith's human and the exchange program, that you were frail. It still hit him like a truck that this would actually happen.

Blue jellyfish had a faint yellow glow, soft turquoise and blues reflected from his ceiling, as you laid in his bathtub weeks later. A polyester graphic sweater held onto you, only centimeters of space as you snuggled into the crook of his neck. A cyan coral reef with its rocks, neon fish swimming in the tiny castles. The corners of your mouth turned up as you took one last breath, your bodies tangled together.

It took him a few moments to process what just happened. The filtered hues colored your face, as he cradled it, tears forming at the corners of his eyelids. Manga lay astray on his desk, as he spoke in hushed tones. "A-Are you there?" He saw the way your fingers, cold to the touch, held onto his, like a final blessing.

Your peaceful passing, karma from the time you spent together, his care as you grew old, clutching your back, as he heard your shaky breaths. Thoughtful gifts left by your room, pink and purple pillows with custom pillowcases. Handmade cardigans for the winter. A warm blanket covered you as his tears were the only noise in the room.

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Once Upon Another You ✧࿐

Read from the beginning if you haven't!

Synopsis: here

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4. Coffee and Matcha

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Warnings: angst kind of, maybe if you close your eyes. (But only in the beginning)

Word Count: (3.4k)

It had been about two days since everything happened on Friday. You were off on the weekend, finding solace in spending time with your best friend Yunjin. You had invited her over to keep you company.

In all honesty, you were not okay with Eunwoo at the time. He would call and text. And you would keep your messages short and dry. You didn’t answer his calls. He had to have known his wrong doing. Right? Why else would he have been calling you incessantly.

“When are you going to talk to him?” Yunjin raised a brow, tossing a piece of popcorn into her mouth. She watched as you tried to find your words, processing your thoughts for the moment.

“Not really sure. He’s done this a few times now and I’m starting to really get frustrated with it all.” You breathed, “He’ll make plans, I get my hopes up with spending more time with him, but then when something for work comes up, he never hesitates. I get work is also important, but he hasn’t put in the effort lately and it just makes me feel like I’m not so important anymore.”

“Oh Y/n, don’t ever say that. You are important. If that doesn’t mean anything to him, maybe you should break it to him. I’m sorry you’re going through this girl.”

“Don’t be sorry, it’s not anyones fault but his. I’ll talk to him eventually.” You sigh, flipping through your streaming account until you and Yunjin agree and settle on an action movie you both had been wanting to watch since they’ve added new movies.

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The next day you were back to work. As you were vacuuming floors, you held the cord so that not only would you not trip over it, but also so that the vacuum did not run over the cord.

It was about lunch time now and there were no customers at the moment so you had thought vacuuming the floors would be a good idea.

You quietly went to the back, replacing the vacuum where you had found it in the storage closet. Just as you return to the front of the store, the doorman held open the door for someone walking in. Eunwoo.

“What are you doing here?” You asked, a hint of annoyance in your voice. Eunwoo’s eyes met with yours and you leaned against the counter behind you as you watched him pace his way to you, a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

“I came here to apologize,” He took a deep breath before continuing, “I have no excuse for how I’ve been recently. Everything's just been so hectic, but I should have thought about your feelings. I’m sorry Y/n.”

“I just haven't felt as important to you anymore.” You fidget with your fingers, picking at your cuticle.

As he is about to speak, your eyea quickly catch the familiar figure of Jake barely stepping foot into the door. he contemplates stepping in, realization hitting him that he may be interrupting something, before stepping back and walking back down the sidewalk. Only you had seen him, since Eunwoo’s back was facing the front of the store. Kristin was too busy in the moment helping a customer who had walked in shortly after your boyfriend did to see who else was coming in and out.

You quickly diverted your eyes back to your boyfriend who continued to apologize to you.

“And I should not have ever made you feel like that. I am truly sorry Y/n.” His hands cup your face gently before he pulls you into a sincere and warm hug, the feeling of this hug as if its been years since he truly felt your warmth. “Please, let me take you out to lunch. We can go to that cafe you love so much a few doors down.”

You bit your lip, now holding the bouquet of flowers, silently accepting his apology. You nod.

“Can I go on my lunch Kristin?”

“Of course, I’ll see you when you get back!” She chirped.

As you grab your cardigan and purse, Eunwoo waits for you, his hand held out for yours.

As the doorman lets you both out, you stay next to Eunwoo, your right hand in his left as you turn down the sidewalk and make you way to the cafe.

“I really miss spending time with you.”

“I know and I do too, I should have realized sooner.” You both pace the sidewalk as he plants a kiss on the back of your hand. Once you are in front of the cafe, you both walk through the open door. The fresh smell of baked goods and other foods fill your senses.

“Can I get an italian sandwich and the carbonara pasta, extra mushrooms on that please,” Eunwoo turns to you before finishing the order, “Anything else babe?”

“Can I get a lemonade please.”

“And a lemonade.” He takes out his card, pays for your food and then the guy at the cash register smiles, the same bright smile the last time you had been to this cafe. He lets you know your order number is 91 and then you both wait at a table near the windows for your food.

As you both sit, your eyes observe the room. It isn’t until seconds later that your eyes find Jake sitting in the back, sipping on a cup of coffee. Eunwoo’s back was facing most of the cafe, most of his attention on you.

“I’m so glad I came by to see you today. I didn’t know whether to stop by the apartment or your work.”

“The flowers are really pretty Eunwoo. Thank you.” As your eyes met with your boyfriend’s eyes, he took a sip of his water, his eyes moving to watch out the windows. As much as you enjoyed spending your time now with Eunwoo, something in you kept searching for Jake again.

Two pretty girls walked up to his table, seemingly asking for his number and when Jake turns his gaze to them, he shakes his head, placing the phone that was on his table, into his pocket. You take a sip from the straw of your lemonade, watching as he took the last sip of his coffee cup. It was evident he didn’t know you were here right now, part of the counter obstructing the view from where his table sat.

As you watch him get up, you try to be unobvious, not wanting to make it known that you saw him. So you turn your gaze to the window just like Eunwoo. As Jake approaches the front of the cafe he notices you seated near the window, the sunlight catching the loose strands of hair that feathered along the outskirts of your face. He walked slowly, calculating his steps, however in seconds, his eyes dart away from yours, realizing you are sitting with someone. He hesitates as he nears the door, his eyes trained on the back of Eunwoo’s head. Jake bit his cheek in vexation, passing the both of you, not a word spoken. Did you do something wrong? Because why would he not have at least acknowledged your presence.

He walked out of the cafe, passing the window that both you and Eunwoo had previously been staring out of.

“You okay Y/n? You’ve been a bit quiet since we’ve sat down.”

“Y-Yeah. I’m okay.” What in the world was that? Sure, you barely knew Jake but you thought maybe now that you both knew each other’s names, and that you said maybe you’d see each other around, it’d be like friendly acquaintances, or even just civil. It didn’t really make sense.

“91.” The cafe employee places your food in front of you and Eunwoo, before taking the number from your table. As you begin to eat your pasta, Eunwoo handed you napkins and your utensils.

As you enjoy your lunch together, you wonder what that was. Jake was so friendly with you on Friday. It was quite the contrast to this cold encounter today. Maybe you were just overthinking, maybe he’s just nice to everyone. But what also confused you was earlier, was he coming back to buy the glasses? And if so why did he turn around and leave.

Shaking yourself out of your thoughts, you were brought back to reality as Eunwoo offered a bite of his sandwich. You smile and lean forward taking a bite of his sandwich. As the both of you finish your lunch, you get up and both head back towards your work. Euwnoo drops you off and then he heads back to his work.

You spend the rest of the day working, tending to customers as they come in and out of the store. Sometimes work got tiring, but you worked through it. You were in a good mood now, that you and Eunwoo had made up. Maybe things would turn out for the better.

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The rest of the week flew by and now it was the weekend and Yunjin wanted to spend time with you. Now that you were getting the hang of work, you were gaining more hours, and that meant less time with your best friend.

“Please go to the mall with me Y/n.” She tugged on your arm. Last weekend, you and Yunjin had spent time in since your mood back then was runied, because of the whole thing with Eunwoo that had happened.

“Okay, okay.” As you got up to grab your purse from the stool, Yunjin’s smile beamed and she clapped in excitement.

“Can we get coffee first?” She asks, turning to you as you both walk out your apartment door, locking it behind you.

You nod in agreement and smile back at your best friend. She drove the both of you to the mall in her car and within 15 minutes you arrived at the outdoor mall, plenty of people roaming the sidewalks, bags in hand, kids running and some people walking their dogs as they shop.

“I forgot how busy it gets.” You turn to her before you step out of the passenger side. Your social anxiety differed in situation. At times, in public and especially busy places, your anxiety would sky rocket. You weren’t always the type to really like big crowds.

“C’mon.” She locked arms with you, heading straight for her favorite coffee shop. As you walked through the doors, you stood behind a short line of people. You peered at the menu up on the wall, the person in front of you was next. Yunjin had her index finger on her chin, pondering on what her drink of choice was going to be today. You had decided on an iced matcha latte.

As you and Yunjin were about to step forward, you were met with a tall figure before you. You look up, the familiar face surprising you. He huffs a breath, yet to let it out as he realizes you standing before him.

Yunjin’s figure shifts next to you and you continue to stare back at Jake. Her eyes flicker from him back to you.

“Jake.” You say. You watch as he scratches the back of his head. His expression was that of confusion and surprise.

“Hey Y/n. Uh, I’ll let you guys order first.” Jake steps aside waiting by the drink pick up counter.

Yunjin leans her head closer to you, in almost a whisper, “You know him?”

“Yeah, he’s come into the store before. Um, he may have also given me a ride home that day Eunwoo and I were supposed to go on our date. He was the one who I bumped into and fell.” As the two of you order, Yunjin pays for your drink, feeling bad for dragging you along on a busy day at the mall.

”You said that you hurt your knee tripping at work while carrying boxes?” She questioned.

“Okay, I didn’t know how to say it to you without being weird. I know you would tease me or something.” You giggle. ”He offered to give me a ride and took care of my knee, he said he’d feel bad knowing he’s the reason my knee got scuffed.”

“Fair enough. Looks like he wants to talk to you though. He has his drink but he’s still waiting over there. Just meet me at the car in like an hour?” You nod and she goes to the counter grabbing her drink before waving to you.

As you walk over to the pick up counter, Jakes eyes are trained on you, but as you near, his gaze moves towards the rest of the cafe. He becomes careful with his actions, careful not to stare too long. As you grab your matcha latte, you step beside him, his eyes finding yours again.

“Hi.”

“Hi Y/n.”

“We can sit if you want, or walk.” You offer, he thinks about it for second before replying. A sense of reluctance in his actions is apparent as you wait, but his body soon softens as he begins to reply.

“I guess we could go for a walk.”

“I mean you don’t have to, I just thought you were waiting-“

“I was actually. I’m sorry.” He says.

As you both step out you begin walking along the sidewalk, occasionally glancing at the display windows of some of the stores, taking a sip of your matcha.

“You know, you could have said Hi.”

“I did?” He retorts, his eyebrows furrowing as he studies your face. You continue to look forward, focused on what you were wanting to say.

“I meant earlier this week. At the cafe. You could have said Hi.”

His eyes search the distance for sometime as he gathers the right words to say. “Didn’t wanna bother you, you looked like you were with someone so I didn’t think it was appropriate.”

“So I can’t make a new friend?” You joke, giggling as he turns to you again.

“I - I don’t know, I don’t think your boyfriend would really like that. I was just trying to be respectful.”

“I understand now. It was just odd to me. And I was starting to think I made a new friend.” You stifle a laugh. “I don’t have very many.”

Those words you had spoken seemed to surprise him. He glances at you again, taking a sip from his coffee cup. As if answering his unspoken question, you reply.

“I don’t know I guess I just don’t trust so easily as I used to. I’ve gone through friendships ending when I was a bit younger it just kind of anxious to make new friends after that, that I started to close myself off. I’ve really only got my best friend. She the one I was with earlier.”

“All things considered, why’d you trust me so easily?” Jake asked, stopping in his tracks. It isn't until seconds later, after a pause, you look back to see Jake staring at you in question a few steps back, eyes squinting as the afternoon sun was bright.

“Is it weird to say that I feel like I’ve known you? Even if we’ve only talked a couple times now.”

He shakes his head in disagreement.

“How’s your knee by the way?” He pauses, “I guess I have something to confess. That day at the cafe, I had stopped in to your work before, but I quickly stepped out, I saw you were talking to someone so I decided to turn back. I kind of was thinking since we hd only spoken a couple times, maybe it wasn’t appropriate for me to see how you were doing. That’s why I ended up at the cafe.” You stare back at him as he continues to talk. “And when I saw you talking to someone I couldn’t interrupt. Especially when it looked important.”

“Oh,” was all you could muster up. You were surprised by his confession, now knowing the answer to why he had tried to step in but left.

“Oh?” His head tilted as he waited for your reply again.

“I guess I’m just surprised.” Is all you could say. You had completely read everything wrong. From him deciding that day not to step foot in the store, to him not saying hi. You had misinterpreted it all. Of course he was trying to be respectful, in the end you did have a boyfriend and he seemed to be respecting those boundaries, careful not to make you uncomfortable in any way.

It wasn’t him you were worried about, in all honesty. It was you. The more you spoke to him, the more he felt so vaguely familiar. Like you knew him. But it was so peculiar, having just met him, but feeling as though you’ve known him for sometime. His presence was comforting, calm, amicable.

He took another swig of his coffee cup, taking a deep breath as you both continued to walk.

“My knee is fine now, by the way.”

“Good.” Jake smiled. His eyes fell to the ground as he thought to himself, he’s gotten this close to you again, but so many things are different this time. But he was sure it was you. Of all the lifetimes he’s already lived, he finally found you in this one. But you belonged to someone else.

Still he contemplated, whether distancing himself once more after this would let the universe decide if you two still belonged together.

“Jake?” You say quietly, “Are you okay.”

He nods, tossing the empty coffee cup into a nearby trash can. As he puts his hands into his pockets, the two of you continue to follow along the path of stores.

“Do you wanna grab something to eat, I haven’t eaten yet.” You say, passing by a small cafe.

“Um, I’m not really hungry, I’ll just eat at home.” He counters, “but I’ll go with you to grab something if you’d like?”

“Please? There’s kind of alot of people in there.” You glance through the window.

As you walk in, you are greeted by the cashier.

“Can I get a croissant with butter and jam please?” The cashier nodded and smiled, ringing up your order. As you paid, and grabbed your order, you thank the cashier before stepping back outside with Jake.

“Well, it was good to see you, Jake. Maybe I’ll see you around again.” You smile as your eyes peer up at him. His gaze softened as he stood before you, his eyes meeting yours. You slowly stepped backwards, and when you are about to wave a goodbye, he is still looking at you.

His lips pull up into a smile, however seconds later, his smile falls a bit as he looks at you. It looks as though he was on the verge of saying something important, but he hesitated, deciding to keep quiet.

“Yeah?”

”It’s nothing. Goodbye Y/n.” He lifted a hand to wave, a smile reappearing, though this smile was different.

“Goodbye Jake.” And as you turned your back, you were met back with Yunjin at her car.

“So what was that about?” She inquires. Her eyes are focused on you, waiting for you to answer. Her eyes followed Jake as he rounder the corner back in the opposite direction.

“I’ll tell you later.” You roll your eyes and you both chuckle as you get back into her car.

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”So that’s what happened?” Yunjin asked?

“Yeah, after the whole thing with Eunwoo that went down that weekend, I ended up bumping into him on the way back into work. I was needing to get a ride home and I knew you were still working. He over-heard me and Kristin and offered.” You brougt a potato chip to your mouth, as you continue to talk to Yunjin about everything.

“He seemed really nice. But I’m gonna tell you now. That man looked too unreal?”

“What do you mean?” You question her, cocking a brow in curiosity. “You think he’s attractive?”

“I mean who wouldn’t… You don’t? He looks almost too perfect.” She giggled.

“I have a boyfriend Yunjin.” You retort.

“That doesn’t mean you can’t find other people attractive.” She wiggled her eyebrows, trying to elicit another reaction out of you.

“Honestly, I don’t even think he wants to be friends, he acts so weird the times I’ve run into him. But he’s been respectful when he found out that I have a boyfriend.”

“At least he’s respectful. I don’t know Y/n, there are lots of crazies out there. Let’s just hope he’s not one of them.” She added.

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[beardedmrbean]

A California man was arrested at Los Angeles International Airport after he allegedly tried to check two suitcases filled with clothing soaked in methamphetamine, including a cow pajama onesie, federal prosecutors announced Tuesday.

Prosecutors have indicted Raj Matharu, 31, with one count of possession with intent to distribute methamphetamine, according to a Department of Justice news release. Matharu is scheduled to be arraigned Monday in U.S. District Court in downtown Los Angeles. 

He is free on a $10,000 bond.

“Drug dealers are continually inventing creative ways of smuggling dangerous narcotics in pursuit of illicit profit — as alleged in the facts of this case,” U.S. Attorney Martin Estrada said in a statement. “In the process, they are poisoning communities throughout the world. Law enforcement is committed to fighting drug trafficking, knowing that every seizure saves lives.”

Matharu was preparing to board a late-night United Airlines flight from Los Angeles to Sydney, Australia, on Nov. 6 when he attempted to check two pieces of luggage, a pink suitcase and a gray suitcase, according to court documents. Screening officers X-rayed the suitcases and pulled them for “secondary inspection” after discovering “an anomaly.”

When law enforcement officers unzipped the suitcases, they found various “white or light-colored clothing items that were dried stiff and covered in a white residue,” according to a criminal complaint filed in the Central District of California. Officers field-tested a sample of the residue, which yielded positive results for meth. 

The total weight of the meth-soaked clothing items was roughly 71.5 pounds. 

In the pink suitcase, Customs and Border Protection officers found white residue on five white T-shirts, eight pairs of women’s underwear, 19 pairs of socks, two sports bras, three tank tops, two towels, one cardigan sweater, one hoodie, one fleece sweater, the onesie pajama and two sweaters.

In the gray suitcase, officers found white residue on two towels, six pairs of socks, five boxers, seven tank tops, one pair of sweatpants, two pairs of jeans, four hoodies, one polo shirt, two button-up shirts and one long sleeve top.

In a sworn affidavit, Homeland Security Investigations agent Megan Palmer wrote in part: “I believe in this instance the white methamphetamine was ‘washed’ into the white clothing and left to dry.” 

“Based on my training and experience,” Palmer added, “I know that over time in a room temperature or cold environment, the solution would evaporate and then the powdered methamphetamine would separate from the shirt, forming a white residue.”

Matharu was intercepted at an LAX boarding gate and taken into custody on the morning of Nov. 7, according to the criminal complaint. If he is convicted, he would face a mandatory minimum sentence of 10 years in federal prison and a statutory maximum sentence of life behind bars.

[brynnterpretations]

Hello! I hope you’re having a lovely day! I would like to ask for a ship request for my OC Magdalena (Maggie) with the Bowers Gang, please. She is a first-gen Mexican-American, 5’4”, with olive-toned skin and a curvier (mid-size) body. Her hair is dark brown, long, and fluffy, sort of like a lion’s mane, and her eyes are brown. She wears a lot of light colors, dainty floral prints, and feminine pieces, etc. Maggie gravitates more towards tank tops, dainty blouses, cardigans, skirts, dresses, loose-fitting jeans, flats, Mary Janes, and kitten heels. She is a very lively, friendly girl who cares for others more than she cares for herself. She uses humor and sarcasm to diffuse situations often. While she appears to be very easygoing, Maggie actually has very low self-esteem and bottles up her big emotions, which cause her to be very sensitive and defensive, making her especially catty and blunt during verbal arguments. Maggie was raised Catholic and is forced to act as the perfect, family-oriented, obedient daughter at home. She likes a wide variety of music, most notably Bananarama, Donna Summer, the Runaways, Dokken, Caifanes (Mexican goth rock band), TOTO, and the Beatles. Her hobbies include playing volleyball for the Derry High girls' team, sewing her own clothes (most of her closet is homemade), going to the record store, and nature walks in the woods or quarry whenever she has free time away from her family.

I apologize if I wrote too much. Thank you so much for taking the time to work on this. I truly appreciate your amazing work!

You didn't write too much at all! She sounds so interesting and if you write something with her I'd love it to be sent to me. Thank you for the kind words and sending this in!

I ship Maggie with...

Victor Criss

Maggie and Victor meet during fifth-period chemistry after being paired together as lab partners. Before then, the two hadn’t interacted much; while Victor always thought she was pretty, they ran in completely different social circles, so he didn’t know her well enough to form a romantic interest in her.

However, once they start working together, Victor falls — hard. He's very much attracted to soft, gentle, artistic types, and as he engages in polite small talk with her throughout their lessons, he becomes extremely interested in Maggie.

And, as much as Victor likes those aforementioned types, what he likes most is someone who has a bit going on in their lives, particularly because he can relate, and believes that the best relationships come through working through issues together. So, all in all: the guy's sold.

After learning more about her and taking her family life into account, Victor would ask her out in the most gentlemanly, Victor way by asking to meet her after class before laying the big question: "would you like to go on a date with me?"

The dates would be extremely thoughtful and sweet; the first date, Victor takes her to Derry's record store, and tries picking out records for her that she likes, learning her music taste in the process. While Vic has a pretty cut-and-dry post-punk music taste, he's extremely open-minded, and would make a point to listen to things she recommended.

As he learns her taste more, he makes her custom mixtapes, and will 100% jam out to Cafaines with her.

On that note, Victor is absolutely enthralled by her hobbies. While creative, he's not super crafty, and also... he is not a sporty person at all. He's very much blind to physical senses, so he loves watching her play, and finds a lot of joy and solace in being around her while she sews or goes on walks, even if the two aren't talking too much.

(Also, let's be real, Vic thinks she's really hot while playing volleyball).

Additionally, Vic would be pretty in-tune with the standards her family imposeds on her regarding religion. He grew up in a New-Age, spiritual household, and nobody can be blind to the effects of organized religion in Derry's heavily Catholic community. He wouldn't be pushy, but he'd definitely try to talk to her about her religion, home life, etc.

To that point, he knows what it's like to always have to be the "rock" for people, and while he doesn't have that gendered, religious aspect to his experiences, he understands that Maggie does, and he takes that very seriously.

Vic would be able to understand her insecurities, and would always put boundaries between people (*cough* Bowers and Hockstetter *cough*) and her. He specifically makes sure what is and isn't O.K. in the relationship (E.G. is it fine if he picks you up at your house? What compliments are O.K.? What compliments are not O.K.?) and is always very attentive to her.

However, the guy's a massive stoner, and will sometimes lose social awareness, which could possibly lead to discomforts in situations with other people; while he's Maggie's #1 guard dog and boundary-setter, when he's had two many hits of the penjamin, he goes into la-la land. I could imagine this causing some tension in the relationship, because he definitely would get too caught up in high-thoughts to realize what Patrick just said to Maggie, but not full-on arguments.

And, that brings us to the others boys. I’m going to be completely honest: Henry and Patrick are not good with people of color, particularly women of color. Patrick is more of a “casual” racist, who drops extremely offensive comments and "jokes" at the drop of a hat, while Henry… well, we know how he treated Mike.

So, Patrick would find every possible thing to say something offensive about when it comes to Maggie, whether it’s her heritage or her religion (and, since the ‘80s is when the priest scandals really started to hit mainstream, bro does not hold back). Henry, on the other hand, would probably not say much to her face, but make snide comments about her mixed ethnicity.

However, as he gets to know her more, he would warm up to her quite a bit. While I'd imagine Henry would say nasty things about Maggie concerning her heritage before her relationship with Vic — while they're in very different social circles, it's not hard to pick out a girl of color in a place like Derry — he would get at least ten shitty comments in.

I'm not gonna lie, the guy has two factors he uses to decide how awful he's going to be, and it's a) is she hot and b) is she the "standard woman": AKA quiet and likeable. If the answer is yes, he will somewhat cease his bigotry. On the outside, Maggie fits the "yes" to both, so she grows on him, and he would have at least one drunken bonding session with her.

That being said, as long as Vic isn't high as a kite, he will fight for Maggie. Our dude will go to war for Maggie. Even with the power dynamics in the group, Victor has made it clear he won't tolerate shit, and everyone respects that (even Hockstetter, in his own Hockstetter way, which... I mean, it's something, but he definitely still is a dick to her).

Belch, on the other hand, has a huge crush on Maggie. Like, huge. Embarrassingly huge. He tries his best to hide it, but he finds Maggie extremely sweet, funny, beautiful, and loves her taste in music — just because the guy's a metalhead doesn't mean he can't get down to some Beatles. Vic is his best friend in the group, so he tries not to let it show, but he always beams when he talks to her and makes an effort to be thoughtful, gentle, and kind to her.

All in all, while there are some canon-typical bumps (*more aggressive coughing* Patrick *even more aggressive coughing*), Victor and Maggie have a very good relationship, and the boys have accepted her (Belch especially). Have fun with them, Mags.