#it’s adorable but let’s be real it’s really only rivals to lovers

[fandomrantsandtwittertakes]

Let’s be real it ain’t enemies to lovers unless the villain is an overpowered ruler of darkness who is willing to give the world to the humble protector of the light

[patrophthia]

hii! I really loved your stories! can you write something about theo×hufflepuff again? I don't have any preferences, whathever comes to you mind (well maybee some enemies/don't like each other at the begging haha) thank u))

wanted to do rivals to lovers but i failed, like really badly so here’s just fluff with theo envying reader a teensy bit

make it make sense | theodore nott

pairing: theodore nott x reader

genre: fluff, meet cute, established relationships, tasm reference (just cuz)

part of my 1k celebration event !

You and Theodore makes no sense. Not to your friends, not to his friends, not to anyone —Merlin, not even yourselves. 

How the two of you got today is and will always be a story Theodore could never wrap his head around. 

At first glance, the two of you are direct opposites. A Hufflepuff and a Slytherin made absolutely no sense at first sight. And it’s exactly what he thought when his feelings towards you —which were, at first, resentment and envy (you were doing better in classes than he was and he’d be lying if he said it didn’t bother him) turns to fascination, and maybe even adoration. 

Not in a weird way, of course. Not in a way where he’d stare at you from across the room where you’re sitting, chatting with your friends with a pretty on your face before accidentally meeting his eyes and making him avert his gaze kind of way. Or well —maybe it was. You were beautiful, can you blame him?

Not only were you beautiful, you were also kind. So incredibly kind, hardworking, and your sense of justice is so strong you knocked him off his feet. Literally. 

The first time he talked to you —really talked to you— was when you body slammed him to the ground whilst chasing someone who’d had picked on your friend. It sounds cliche and sometimes, when he feels an overwhelming urge to kiss you; he deflects it by joking about how you ‘fell’ for him. 

You were quick to pick yourself up off of him, eyes wide as you helped him back to his feet with repetitive apologies. “I’m sorry, I really should’ve looked where I was going but I was so worried that he’d get away (and he did) that I bumped into you.

Are you okay though? Should I bring you to the infirmary? What’s your name? How many fingers am I holding up?” 

Theodore fixes his attention on you. “I’m fine, let’s not bother Madam Pomfrey about this,” he says first, then he glances between you and your fingers, eyes glinting with ridicule, “Zero.” 

He’s messing with you. That’s . . . A relief. Unless he actually couldn’t tell that you’re holding up fo—

“Four,” he tells you anyways, he then adds. “Nott.” 

“What?” 

“My names Nott.” He tells you. 

And you smile at him. You’re kind enough to smile at him even when he’s coming off as a bit of an arse to you, you still smile at him. “Oh I know,” you say, “just wanted to make sure you knew it too.” 

He blinks at you. Slowly. So slow that it almost resembles a cat’s blinking. “Well, I do.” 

“Good.” He’s still looking at you. And you’re still looking at him. Neither of you wanting to go back to your separate lives just yet. “Are you seeing anyone?” 

Theodore wills himself to not show any real reaction to your words, only keeping stoic as he answers. “I’m not,” he says, “are you asking to make sure I knew it too?” 

“No.” You shake your head. “I just wanted to know.” 

And you leave. So suddenly that Theodore has to stare at your leaving figure for a good three minutes before finally pulling himself back together. 

So maybe the two of you made no sense being with one another, but it’s been like that from the start —how you left him standing there will forever be a core memory for him— and he’s more than just content to be in love with you now. And if he’s being honest, does things making sense matter when you’re in love? 

Not in his books. 

[barcalover86]

Cruel, but sweet (1)

Short Pablo Gavi book

For this sweet person: @soso5479

"Could you do a gavi book where the reader plays for Real Madrid and they have a match against each other"

We decided together that this is going to be the main topic:

Y/n being at the real madrid academy and she has a match with Barca (girls' team), and Pablo is watching her.

I really hope you will like this, I tried my best to make it as good as possible, if you don't enjoy something, don't hesitate to text me and we'll talk about it. Also, if you have an idea that you would like to happen here, comment or send me a message or request. Love you all!⚡️

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You were already at Camp Nou, the place where you had an important match with your rivals, Fc Barcelona. You were playing for Real Madrid, the team of your dreams since you were just a child.

Your family is a football lover, that being the main reason why they joined you in this academy. You were really good, people saying that you have a unique talent. Everyone loved you since the beginning, and you absolutely adored your teammates.

This game was important. Who wins, wins the ligue. You promised yourself to give your best and to not disappoint anyone.

Your family and friends were there, supporting you as always and you were waving at them, happily.

You were so nervous right now, seeing so many people watching you warm up. Especially since you found out that the players from Barcelona were going to be there.

You weren't the toxic type of fan. You respected both teams. Of course, you would answer if someone asked you that Real Madrid is your favourite, but you never said something bad towards their big rivals.

Yes, they won laliga, but now it's time for Real Madrid too.

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"I really have better things to do other than go to this game" said Gavi while standing on his chair, watching the players warming up. He was in no mood for football, all he wanted to do was to relax. He just won laliga and he had to go soon to the national team. Bad luck for him that Xavi made them all go to support the academy girls on this big day.

He wasn't a bad guy, he really wanted the girls to win because they totally deserved it, but right now he was too tired and wanted to do something that wasn't related to football. He wanted to relax this few days until he had to go to Madrid for training.

"It will be over soon, hermano" Pedri tried to console his friend.

"Who do you think will win?" asked Ansu.

"Ah, I really hope that our girls" replied Pedri.

"I hope that too, but the Real players from the academy are really good. It will be for sure an exited match. You won't get bored, Gavi" laughed Balde.

The boy only rolled his eyes and laughed. It will be for sure an interesting match.

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"We trained hard and we deserve this win! Let's make our supporters proud of us. Give your best and fight for every ball. I wanna see goals, not excuses. Vamos chicas, vamos!"

You were in the changing room listening to your couch. You were all determined to win this game and make everyone proud of you.

"Vamos!!!!" everyone started to cheer. Today was your day.

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"I can't do this anymore! How unlucky can we be!!!!"

Pedri was really grumpy that they had so many occasions of goal, but the goalkeeper managed to save them all. Besides that, Real Madrid was yet winning, being 2-0 for them.

It was now minute 44' and Barcelona scored. People were cheering for the team, but not too much, still being behind their rivals.

"This is for sure not our day, hermanos"

"Ansu, have a little bit of faith!" laughed Balde.

"He might be right. Today, real looks better than us" admitted Gavi sad. He really had hope for the girls to win and he still does, but deep down he knew that they were going to lose.

The boys talked about everything, until it was time for the other half to begin.

"Visca Barca!!" shouted Ansu and they all laughed at his silliness.

"Yes, visca Barca!"

The game began really well. It was already 2- 2 in minuted 48' and the boys were really happy and cheering. Eventually, they scored again, making Ansu dancing.

"What is that, hermano!?" laughed Pedri hard.

"It's called the dance of happiness, Pedrito" made the boy fun of his friend.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" he replied in surrender.

"And after a very short period of time, I will do the dance of winning!"

"Yeah, yeah, sure!"

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Barcelona was winning, and you were really panicking now. You were running faster and more than ever. You trained too hard, and you couldn't lose today. You had to make your family and team proud of you.

You ran and ran for every ball, and when it was 5 minutes left, you scored. 3-3

You were so happy that you started to jump on all your teammates. People on Camp Nou started to cheer your name.

"Vamosss, hermanitaa"

"Let's go, amigas. We still have a match to win" you said and you went back, fighting for another goal.

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"Look, Gavi! That girl is exactly like you."

"What?" he asked confused.

"She is jumping on all her friends after a goal. Don't you know someone that does the same thing??? Hm!?" Pedri teased him.

"Oh, let it like that" he laughed.

"Can't lie, she did a pretty goal"

"She really did" answered Gavi to Balde. "She worked really hard today, she kinda deserved to do at least one goal".

They were talking and not even realising that you did another goal, until Pedri started to swear.

"Calm down, Pedri. It's just a game. It's not ever ours"

Jordi tried to make his friend calm down, but he was really grumpy now.

"I can't believe it! We were winning and that girl had to do 2 goals in 5 minutes! Unbelievable!"

"It happens in football, hermano. Next game, we will win"

"She did a good game, don't you think?" whispered Lewandowski on Gavi's ear, seeing him looking constantly at her.

"I really wanted us to win, Lewa, but the way she played.. somehow I'm happy that they won"

Lewandowski smiled, seeing his little teammate blushing a little. Maybe coming to this game was a great decision, after all.

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You were in the changing room celebrating after the win. Everyone was shouting your name and you couldn't be more happy. Tears started to form in your eyes. You really made it.

"Thank you, y/n! Thank you, you saved us" said Ade, one of your best friends.

After a lot of photos with the trophy, it was time to go to the after party with the Barca girls. You decided to invite them to celebrate the last game together. All you wanted to do was be friends with everyone. You were rivals, but not enemies after all. You were still humans.

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Gavi found out you were the person that invited Barca to the party and he finds that so mature and beautiful. He only knew your name and when he looked at the photos and saw who you actually were, he couldn't believe how pretty you are.

You were all sweaty and tired, with a red face, but still.. so beautiful. He found your Instagram and looked at some photos of you. Most of them were with you playing, but the ones from holidays were his favourite. You, dressing elegantly, with a natural makeup look...

He didn't follow you, but he was still looking at your stories whenever you would post them.

When you saw that Pablo Gabi saw your stories, you thought that he only wanted to see who won today, but when he constantly saw the ones from the party, you started to be really nervous. He was a player from Barcelona and you couldn't be interested in someone from that club. People would say that you would betray your team and you were so loyal to them. You tried to forget about it and to enjoy your night, but it was really hard.

When you got home late and were so tired, you still made time to look at his ig account, too. The boy was really breathtaking. When you went to see some reals and tik toks of him, you found out that he was also a sweetheart. You knew about him, everyone in Spain knew, but not so much details.

The videos of him and kids made you blush and smile like an idiot. And when you saw the one with the fan asking him for a huh after signing her something (gif) made you want to cry of how beautiful his smile is.

The thought that he saw you playing tonight made it hard to fall asleep. You knew that you won't get to meet him. You, leaving in Madrid and him in Barcelona, made it really hard.

You were an optimistic type of person, but this time you knew it was impossible, until you met again. Where? At the spain national team..

Please, tell me your opinion on this!!! Was it good, bad? I can change something if you don't like it!!

Love to all of you, take care people!!

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[vsyrworld]

get to know my favorite driver's ship

this was made by me and for me and i wrote fanfic about them!!!

(fyi; i started watching f1 in 2015 so ofc you guys KNOW what my FIRST and ULTIMATE ship)

(older f1 ships: )

Brocedes :D (childhood friends, teammates, rivals, anything but a lover - crofty 2021)

OH COME ON. I will write an essay about their history. BUT ANYWAY, despite their toxic year in 2015/2016, I still adore how young nico and lewis friendship or whatever they had in Greece back then and I still keep this ship alive until the 2021 season. Their battle on the track was BEYOND TOXIC, yet their battle off the track (media drama) is HILLAARIOUS. How come Lewis accidentally spills out, the name that shouldn't be spoken for Half of DECADE. God both of them are dramas king. NICO PODCAST omg the talk with Alain prost and they compared his vs Senna battle with HIS AND Lewis's battle PLUS when Nico's storytelling his "friendship" history in ITALY at the SPONSOR EVENTS *CRIED* and lewis always mentioned how he loves ice cream and do cheating day in imola and monza BECAUSE IT WAS NICO WHO INTRODUCE THE FOOD THERE. ugh I hate and love them at the same time. (I do include some Seb/NICO too because I like see Lewis getting rilled up)

2. Kimi and Seb (I ADORE THIS A LOT)

my calm and serenity wise iconic ferrari couple. I feel like Kimi was the rock ice and water for Seb to prevent him from burnout because of ferrari. during 2017-2018, Seb pushed hard (same like Charles) and yet the car reliability fuck his championship standing. and kimi (--kimi was the last ferrari champion hiks) kimi just so attentive to seb and I genuinely like both of them being rebels to whole ferrari tradition (like they don't do rollercoaster thingy, they DON'T master Italian, they just become their self and being so comfortable in their own bubble, fuck world). I had noticed also Seb (and Gio) is the only teammate that can make Kimi laugh. I just super super adore them!

3. Maxiel (TRADITIONALSHIP! I REFUSE OTHER SHIP FOR MAX BESIDE DANIEL. I REFUSE!)

ugh should I explain them? THE CHAOTIC GAYEST ENERGY IN WHOLEEE 2016 GRIDS COME ON. I love how Daniel basically took young rookie Max under his arm and just had fun on and off the track with It? The biggest flop was when Max was just so hotheaded and they crashed in Baku. I thought their relationship gonna be stranded but GUESS WHAT? MAXIEL IS STILL ALIVE UNTIL NOW HELLO? and their relationship is so real not only for the camera but also out the camera. The other highlight moment is when Max is already 'too big' daniel really steps down from RBR because he knows, Max will outshine him, and he knows (what he learned from brocedes too) that it's better to go the other way.

(newer)

4. Dando (COMFORT SHIIP Not romantically also)

I thought daniel was max soulmate but LANDO excuse me? They can share daniel If they want. i just love how lando becomes so silly and blushes like school teenager around Daniel. i love how they INFLUENCE each other. I think because I feel nostalgic with them because they really similar with Maxiel in 2017 era, just one season before Daniel goes to renault, Maxiel was strained on thin paper. Dando other hands, well Daniel mostly, struggled in McLaren (with the papaya fans also still adore Carlos that time and refuse to let go him) plus Lando was shining bright just like Max 2016. Again, daniel he stepped OUT (this time). I guess, that similarity made me miss maxiel too.

5. last one C2 (Charlos) gosh, please!! ultimate!!!

loving and adoring them was expected though. It wasn't because they're both handsome (I already know Carlos was goofy ever since his Renault era so I never consider him as a handsome man) BUT DANG BOY, RED ON CARLOS WAS SOMETHING ELSE? RED ON CARLOS, BLACK ON CARLOS WAS SAKDAJSKDFHLKJSAFHKJAF.

-- okay back to the c2. It was a slow build okay? I realized that they are special during Carlos's first podium, Monaco 2021. Charles WAS LIKE ME. Blushing giggling, shy gazes toward Carlos. they are so endearing. Both of them are the victims of the Ferrari team. But I think they both understand each burden (Charles being the predestinated one, and Carlos had to prove his talent bcs he is a two times world champion son) plus, the way Ferrari screwed Charles in 2019. The team was cracked but with Carlos, I didn't expect this cursed team is heal :"D (Crying) and Charles become more relaxed, more enjoyed, even his coping mechanism is with laughter and Carlos just matches his energy. Idk , they gave me... a relationship through ups and downs.

and I realized there are so many people trying to pit them against each other, their fans are constantly arguing about who is the best and better driver, always dragging one of them down, but guess what is Carlos and Charles's response? it's completely differs from real life. They knew and fucking see it their fans tension. Carlos's anger to the Spanish media has already proven enough he had enough of these things. Charles also said in an interview that "what he saw about him and Carlos is nowhere true". they are the best PR relationship couple out there, but I also can see a genuine, how they know each other so weell. How Charles kept the football game updated just because of Carlos, how Carlos knows his favorite food, how they had their own internal jokes,

they are both soo lowkey on the camera during and outside the race. and I think that Is why people never hype them like carlando or everyone's favorite childhood rival to lovers lesttapen. And I thought they didn't really hang out with each other that much but WHAT WAS THAT SUMMER BREAK? HUH? YOU IN MALORCA AND WENT TO SOUTHERN FRENCH? What were the matching Instagram feeds color and aesthetic at New York? WHAT WAS THE THING ABOUT PASTA CARBONARA UN LUNGA NON PENNE? WHAT WAS THAT THING CHARLES SLEPT ON THE FLOOR just to accompany Carlos watching World Cup? The dolomites? The Sardinia?

there are soo many thing that they keep it so low-profile and under camera, and yet their conversation is so domestic.

[thirstnotes]

| Rivals to Lovers - Clark Kent - Part Five - Petty Clark |

Pairings: Clark Kent x AFABPlusSizedBlackReader x Bruce Wayne

Warnings : smut, minors DNI, petty Clark, thirsty Clark, obsessive Clark, boomeranged Clark, darkish Clark, stalker Clark, flirty Bruce, petty Bruce, oral sex, overstimulation, voyeurism, attempts at humor, typos

If you don’t like it, don’t read it

Does wandering through the park count as a date if the person you’re wandering with is your fake SO that had no idea you’ve developed a deep, last minute crush on them?

Again, much like the trains leaving the same station, question

Or the if a tree falls and no one is around to hear it does it make a sound kind of question

Fuck it. He still counted it as a date.

But did you?

Of course you didn’t

You were vibing, enjoying the light breeze, strolling alongside him without a care. Positively adorable. He was scrolling through his phone, pretending to be distracted. Anything to take his mind off of the fact that you were window shopping to go on a real date with another man. No, not just a man. Bruce Wayne.

Most people's fantasy.

It seriously made his blood boil.

Any other day, the asshole would be hip deep in Gotham drama. But no, not this time. This time he was skipping his not-so-happy ass around Metropolis, trying to get into mischief, among other things.

Still, he supposed it was good that there wasn't anything too dire happening lately. The most recent emergency being the skirmish in Fawcett when an annoyed Shazam got more than he bargained for when he crossed paths with Black Adam. It took half the Justice League to diffuse the situation and calm Teth the fuck down, which eventually happened, but his phone ended up a smashed casualty the moment he'd arrived to the scene.

Hence the button mashed message that was sent to you.

Why didn't he just send a "you up" text like a normal fuckin person

Granted he was not at all normal

But you didn't know that

Plus, in his own defense, he didn't have a fixation on you like he did now

He took a deep breath for the third time that day, his eyes floating to you when you turned your head to address it.

"Okay. I'll bite. You okay?"

He breathed a laugh. "The concerned tone was a nice touch. Really."

"I know, right?" you beamed with a smirk. He rolled his eyes and shrugged.

"Anyway, I guess I'm just kinda distracted."

"Still thinking about Lois?" you said, feigning an annoyed groan, shaking your head at him, "I swear, dude, whenever you get her, I have every confidence you'll never let her go."

He opened his mouth to give you a saucy retort, but nearly collided with you when you'd suddenly crossed in front of him.

"Well, well. I didn't think leisurely strolls was a Bruce Wayne thing," you said, a small purr in the back of your throat as the billionaire approached you both.

They're not, Clark thought to himself, flashing a cordial smirk to the playboy.

Bruce's eyes flickered to Clark, but remained focused on you. Clark tensed a bit, already sensing the bullshit.

He was used to the theatrics, but he wasn't in the best frame of mind to pretend today. He just wanted to enjoy the ambiance of the park. With you. Bruce seemed not only perceptive to this--as he was supernaturally observant in any given situation--but he seemed to be feeding on it.

He shrugged with an easygoing smirk. "Not usually. You've actually caught me giving the decorations a onceover." True enough, the park was beautifully decorated for the event, fairy lights strung up around the park, ornate signs attached to the streetlamps, the storefronts clean and decorated to impress any and all window shoppers. It was quite a lovely sight. You hummed with an impressed smile.

"Never thought you were much of a hands on guy either. Color me surprised."

"Get to know me," he joked back with a saucy wink and Clark felt his jaw tighten a bit. Especially when you let out a flustered laugh.

"Well, that's the point of the evening, is it not?"

"Overall, I suppose," he agreed, his eyes flickering to Clark again.

"Kent," he said casually, as if finally realizing he was there, "I didn't expect to see you here. Especially without Lane. You rarely see one without the other."

Clark cleared his throat with his usual polite smirk. "I um. I have the day off."

Bruce looked between the two of you briefly, realization flashing across his face. "I see. My apologies. I didn't realize-"

"Oh. Oh no, no. We're just colleagues," you fumbled, sounding ironically similar to a certain photographer. Clark quietly folded his arms when you looked to him for support, instead pinning you with a look that made you look awkwardly back at Bruce.

After a quick pause, you looked between them. "Wait, you two know each other?"

"In passing," Clark said, friendly smile in place, "Throwing his money around at a charity event, I believe?"

You threw Clark a look, but Bruce never faltered, dipping his head with a modest smile. "Something like that, yeah. I'm sorry I had to decline your Daily Planet an interview then, but you'll have to admit. Holding out does have it's benefits."

His eyes found you again and you gaped a bit at him with another flustered laugh.

"You sure it's smart to shamelessly flirt with the woman that's gonna be grilling you this evening?"

He gasped as though he were shot through the heart. "Ouch. Even after I sent you flowers?"

"Admittedly the flowers were a nice touch, but I'm not really the bought off type," you volleyed back with a smirk.

"So there is wiggle room," he sassed with a wicked smirk that made you smile and fold your arms defiantly.

"Providing there's anything left of you after I put you through the gauntlet, I'll let you know."

Bruce breathed a quiet laugh. "Now I can tell you're colleagues."

"Oh yeah. Y/N is ruthless. Always gets her story," Clark supplied, reminding you that he was indeed still there--and apparently very amused by the exchange. You rolled your lips at the subtle jab and shrugged.

"Hallmarks of a good reporter," Bruce said, smooth as silk, "Unfortunately, you'll have to excuse me. I have a few more things to see to before tonight."

He headed towards the park again, pulling a phone from his inner pocket. Once he was out of earshot, you turned to him.

"What was that all about?"

"You ever stop to think of how it might look having my girlfriend on a dinner date with Bruce Wayne?" Clark asked point blank, his eyes rolling from Bruce's back to you. The question obviously threw you; your brows furrowing a bit at his tone.

"...It crossed my mind, but it's an interview, not a trip to Prague," you said, arms still folded solidly, "Besides. That'll make it all the more easy for you to get with Lois...right?"

Oh that's right.

Lois was why he was doing all this in the first place.

It was easy to forget.

He breathed a small, smile. "So now I'm supposed to be the inconsolably heartbroken ex-boyfriend?" You seemed to take the bait and relaxed your arms as you both continued on the sidewalk.

"Well. Not inconsolably. That's the whole point."

He laughed. "It doesn't exactly paint you in a very flattering light either."

"I mean. Gonna have to agree to disagree. 'Bruce Wayne’s Sugar Baby' has a pretty good ring to it."

He laughed louder, pretty blue eyes rolling to the sky. The envy storming behind them was a sharp contrast to the pretty golden hue of the evening beginning to set in. "Sure."

"You obviously don't care for him, do you?"

"Guys like him bother me, yeah," he admitted, relieved to be relieving a bit of the pressure of pretending. You seemed very amused by it, your pretty eyes lighting up at the confirmation.

"Really. Why?"

"I'm sure you'll find out tonight," he said cryptically, purposely refusing to meet your eyes. Your smile melted into a bit of a curious frown, but you shook it off.

"Well anyway, you feeling any better?" you'd asked, in a tone that suggested that you were just about to part ways with him.

"Of course. You go ahead," he said with a reassuring smirk. You gave his arm a light nudge.

"Text you the deets later."

He gave you a light snort. "Do us both a favor and don't."

You snorted back mockingly, crossing your eyes at him. He rolled his at you, jamming his hands in his pockets and backing to head the opposite way.

"Just. Be careful."

"Always," you called, turning and heading into a nearby store.

Night approached unforgivingly quick

Giving him very little time to process the events of the afternoon

Couple that with the very real feelings he had developed for you and it wasn't terribly surprising that he found himself sitting on the building opposite of yours

Modified mask on his face

Behaving very much like the bad guys he usually caught

But he couldn't very well risk getting caught watching your building as Superman, could he?

He watched you from the shadowed edge, having arrived just after you’d taken another shower. This time, however, you were sporting a plush robe, tied loosely around your waist while you laid out your outfit for the evening. You were nervous—he could tell—but your heartbeat was mostly even. Not at all as elevated as when you were touching yourself.

He felt his dick twitch. Bruce didn’t make your heart race like he did.

You hummed softly, letting the robe slip from your body, giving him full, delicious sight of your sexy black lingerie. Strappy and lacy.

His dick twitched again.

You were so fuckin beautiful. The sexy way you gnawed your lip, trying to decide which shoes you were going to wear. The defined curve of your thick hips taunting him as you paced. The cute tilt of your head while you tested your options. You were a work of art.

Dangerous. Coveted. Sexy. On display for him to see, but not touch. Oh, how badly he wanted to touch.

You were fully dressed now, pacing in your front room, phone in hand. You paused to type and his phone immediately vibrated. He pulled it from his pocket.

If you know something about Bruce, just tell me

A petty smirk spread across his face. He didn't answer right away, instead watching you sweat it out for a few minutes.

I don't. Just saying.

Your rolled your eyes at that.

Clark.

Now you're breaking Rule #4

He paused.

There isn't a 4th rule.

He saw a smile twitch at your lips.

Rule #4: Be honest with your fake girlfriend

He rolled his eyes with a smile of his own.

I just don't like silver spoon types like him

Chasing beautiful women is one of his pastimes

You bit your lip, the smile bleeding onto your face giving him a rush he could see himself getting addicted to. You tapped your next message, but you didn't send it immediately, instead moving to your sofa to sit down before finally hitting send.

Clark Kent, did you just call me beautiful?

His smirk turned wicked.

You gonna tell your sugar daddy?

Your heartbeat increased. You were staring at your phone, obviously trying to decide how to take that. You started nibbling on your fingertip with a naughty smirk.

Actually, I just might

He started to type his response when Bruce's town car pulled up to your building.

Because of fuckin course it did.

He tucked his phone away and trailed it to the restaurant and watched Bruce lay on the extra charm all night. He’d axed La Mercerie last minute, instead reserving an entire rooftop restaurant not terribly far from there for better privacy “in the name of his interview”.

Neither you, nor Clark bought the excuse, but, unlike Clark, you seemed very amused at his blatant attempt to get you alone

Clark knew the asshole was actively trying to make sure he could hear them crystal clear while he wined and dined you

It was a very petty, twisted game of chess that seemed to thrill the vindictive man.

Why, was anyone’s guess. Bruce was unhinged.

About as unhinged as he was right then, watching the two of you throw saucy comments at one another.

“Well that about sums up the interview with time to spare,” you said, checking the time on your phone as you stopped the recording.

“Your half, anyway,” Bruce smirked, swirling his glass of Merlot. He read your curious glance and offered a smirk. “Time to tell me about yourself.”

You laughed, not easily won over. Billionaire or no, Bruce was in for a dance of wits. “You’ll have to schedule an appointment with my agent this time.”

He took a sip with a low laugh. “Perhaps I will. You seem well worth the time.”

You rolled your eyes, though Clark could hear your heartbeat increase. Direct compliments always did you in, despite the resistant front you put up in response.

“Wow. You are incredibly forward, Mr. Wayne,” you laughed and he shrugged.

“Bruce,” he softly reminded you for what was probably the third time that evening.

“Bruce,” you parroted back, expecting a response to your statement.

“Unfortunately, it's the only way I know to be, really. I’m not really the ‘beat around the bush’ type.”

“So I see,” you laughed with a saucy smile, swirling your water around in your glass to mimic his earlier action, “Well, you've already found out my favorite flowers, so maybe you know more about me than you let on."

He sat forward, eyes cast to the side, a mysterious smirk on his face. "Perceptive. I do make it my business to know who I'm dealing with. Casual observation does the rest."

"For example?"

He took a small breath, sitting forward, his eyes closing briefly before opening and pinning in place. "You're confident, as evident in your tone and posture. You're very witty and intelligent, but you think before you speak, so you're most likely very popular, and…you’re single.”

You gasped a bit at his immaculate delivery, a small smile tickling your lips. "What makes you think I’m single?"

His eyes lowered and he smirked to himself, sitting back again. "If I may continue to be so bold, your dress doesn’t say, ‘I’m taken’. It says ‘Take me.’”

Your body heat increased. You were embarrassed that he’d read you so easily. Bruce had that effect on people. To Clark, it was annoying, but you…you simply laughed.

“Is that what you hear my dress saying?”

“Was I wrong?”

You paused, eyes cast to your silverware. “Not entirely.”

“In your own words then. What are you trying to say?”

That was how it began

It ended with that very same dress—in addition to your sexy underwear—discarded in a silky pool on the floor of his hotel room.

You were warned against slipping under him, but you couldn’t help yourself

The man was positively delicious

Plus he had a mouth and he knew how to use it

In more ways than one

Besides

There was no way you could’ve known that Clark was Superman and was using his powers to watch everything you were doing that night

In fact, you were doing your best to forget about him and Luke and everyone and everything in that moment

There was only Bruce

Only this moment

No strings

No obligations

He was right at home between your thighs, dragging his tongue along the sensitive tip of your clit. He didn’t have much trouble obliging your overstim desires, his broad hands hooked around your thighs as he did so. Refusing to let you close them as he licked you like one would enjoy an ice cream cone on a hot day—relishing the taste and the feeling on his tongue.

“You’re shaking, Y/N….are you done?” he asked with another drag, tone implying that he most certainly was not.

"Not even close," you smirked, eyes still welded shut while he tormented you.

"Good. The night is young."

He dipped his head for another taste of you—

RRRRRRRRIIIIIIINNNNNNNG

The sharp ring of the hotel’s fire alarm snapped you both out of it. Bruce breathed an ironic laugh as you shifted to put your clothes back on. Clark Kent was much worse off than even he imagined.

(Part 6)

(Part 4)

[mylittlesecrethaven]

Reading Song Translations: Nightbringer

I'm gonna split this into multiple posts cause there's so many fucking songs.

I'm also adding cuts again cause it'd be too long otherwise.

Solos

Arcadia:

Catch your breath, on to the regular place Wait up, I'll make you dream, lady Don't you prefer me to him? Dyeing you spectacular colors Everything's alright, that's no lie (Like a dead end, gradually closing in) No tolerance for meddlers (It was a no brainer, but things aren't resolved) I want to be your number one But I don't think I know how to truly love If you were to choose one of us There's no going back, no going back In my dreams, you're mine For me, there's nothing else Deeply and deeply to my core Once you're addicted, there's no out Let's fly away from here and no to a place yet unseen This won't end as just a dream, lady Don't you prefer me to him? Falling for your bewitching colors Everything's alright, that's no lie (Don't be scared, look only at me) I no longer be swayed by temptation (Nobody knows I want only you I want us to be one But my selfish probably won't be fufiled If I drown in my desires There's no going back, no going back You shine bright in the darkness And that makes me strong Going further and further Once you're addicted, there's no escape Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Where is my lover? Baby Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You are the only for me Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm fall in love you with you, baby Chasing after my one and only you In my dreams, I'm chasing after you And that's all I can do now These thoughts running through my head won't stop You can't change the truth

This is literally Lucifer just saying he's obsessed but too scared to say anything about his obsession. He also seems a bit yandere, but I don't mind. At least he dreams about us.

Are You Ready?:

It's time for the party! Party! Are you ready?

Welcome to my party! Tonight's all about you So get rid of my coins I ain't need em' what I want is a sign of your love soon I don't need the key to everyone's heart When you're the number one in my heart I dig tsundere types like you

Thought it was gonna be a crazy party night That was a lie, everyone here keepin; it lit All I see are rivals here tonight But that doesn't matter 'cause this my carnival ride I hope you get what I'm sayin' My only one pride I ain't afraid to say it Hold me now

I know you like someone And it ain't me I can't win against My overwhelming feelings

I'm just crazy for you I'm just crazy for you I'm just crazy for you

Welcome to my party! Tonight's all about you I don't need no neon lights when I've got you What I want is a sign of your love soon I don't need the key to everyone's heart So kick off your heels I need you Come with me, so cute, my love.

Thought it was gonna be a fun party night That was a lie, everyone here keepin' it lit All I see is rivals here tonight But that doesn't matter 'cause this my carnival ride I hope you get my ambition My only one pride I ain't afraid to say it Hold me now

I'm just crazy for you I'm just crazy for you I'm just crazy for you

Into the great beyond No matter how far away I'll go and meet ya

I'm just crazy for you

Welcome to my party! Tonight's all about you I don't need no neon lights when I've got you What I want is a sign of your love soon I don't need the key to everyone's heart So kick off your heels I need you Come with me, so cute, my love.

Thought it was gonna be a fun party night That was a lie, everyone here keepin' it lit All I see is rivals here tonight But that doesn't matter 'cause this my carnival ride I hope you get what I'm sayin' My only one pride I ain't afraid to say it Hold me now

Oh Mammon you adorable simp. Also, I'm glad he notes that I'm terribly in love with someone else (that someone else being all of his brothers), but that really shouldn't stop him. Anyways, it's just cute seeing him so obsessed. Although, if all the songs are like that, Ima get annoyed real quick.

My Chance!:

I know you probably know But we're best friends And I won't hear any disagreements Yet why do I feel so lonely?

I don't think you'd be interested But it's so fun when we're together Our secret talks, the things you tell me They intrigue me more than what'll happen next in my anime

I feel like I could reach you, if only a tried Something about me is off right now I can't even remember How I used to talk each day

I don't think you'd tell me what you think of me Forget I said anything Let's count this as your own

I feel I could reach you, if only a tried Something about me is off right now I can't even remember How I used to talk each day

How should I wait? How much distance should I keep? I don't want this uneasiness All I want is bit confidence

I feel like I could reach you, if only a friend Today, I'm done with bluffing I hope you'll see how brave I've been Watch and see, the me that is yet to come

Oh Levi. Adorable, lonely Levi. We can be so much more than friends. And yes, gather your bravery and confess. This entire song is literally just you saying how nervous you are.

Read My Heart:

The days go by I want to tell you before I forget I love you are words I've seen a lot in books I can't find a way to say this well But until I met you I didn't know what it felt like to have my heart stolen And even then I pretended to not to know You've made me see and feel things I never thought I would The world I discovered when I met you Like restless waves I may sound greedy, but I want it all I pray to the days that go by I want to count them together with you so that they won't disappear "I want to be by your side" are words I've read a lot in books Just telling you is not enough But until I met you I didn't know what it felt like to have my heart stolen And even then I pretended not to know You've made me see and feel things I never thought I would The world I discovered when I met you Like restless waves I may sound greedy, but I want to see it all You gently untied My entangled, frozen legs I want to do the same for you By taking you in my embrace, as you are So don't go running off all of a sudden Like some stray cat You've made me feel and see things, I never thought I would I want to protect you As you color this world This is my song to you, my beloved

This is just Satan trying to find a good way to confess. And yes, this song is a good way. And don't worry, I won't be leaving anytime soon Satan.

Pomade:

Perfect, pretty boy My heart doesn't waver so easily Pat me on the head like I'm a good boy Steal my heart No matter how mischievous you are I'll lure you in with my charm Your heart and sou will dance to my rhythm For now you're mine Passing days, feelings of love and hatred By the time you realize, it's too late Don't look away Just look at me no time to even blink Baby, you want my love? No matter who you are You're no match for me There is nobody but myself That is enough for me Baby, you need my love? That's right, I want to show you All sides of me The meaning of these words that are unlike me I want you to accept them all Perfect cutie boy My heart won't be indecisive, not even for a second Entranced by these overwhelming emotions Steal my heart Endlessly reflected in my eyes The view with you My heart and soul has been enchanted I'm yours Passing days, feelings of love and hatred Now that you've realized, isn't it too late? Don't look away I'm looking at you No hesitation Baby, you want my love? Even if it's you You're still no match for me There is nobody but myself That I can fall for Baby, you need my love? That's right, I want to show you All sides of me The meaning of these words that are unlike me I want you to accept them all Beyond now The love that I discovered for you From now on Let's create our love story My feelings I'll convey them in a love letter Those beautiful eyes Staring only at me Baby, you want my love? No matter who you are I want you to show me I fell in love with someone Besides myself for the first time Baby, you need my love? That's right, I want to show you All sides of me The meaning of these words that are unlike me Are just for you

So... this is just Asmo going on about how he's upset that we aren't falling for him and how he's denying himself falling for us. Then he switches to him saying that he's now in love with us and wants us to feel the same way. This is just the story of how Asmo fell for us in the actual story.

Hungry Six-Pack:

Never satisfied Never limited No need No care Sometimes dizzying Questions Increase Fantasies Unleash Give me something Combo A, B and C Give me all You already know, I don't have to tell you You already know, just look at this body I'm starving and just can't bear it You'll satisfy my hunger, won't you? When our eyes meet, it'll be Forever, forever Fractured plates, a daily thing Fractured worlds Split into six This has to be Our daily fruits When questions Disappear Imagination Delusions Combo D, E and F I can down them, no problem You already know, I don't have to tell you You already know, just look at this body I'm starving and just can't bear it You'll satisfy my hunger, won't you? Do it how you like Forever, forever Questions Increase Fantasies Unleash Give me something Combo A, B and C Give me all You already know, I don't have to tell you You already know, just look at this body I'm starving and just can't bear it You'll satisfy my hunger, won't you? When our eyes meet, it'll be Forever, forever

This one confused me a little, but I think it's just Beel wanting us to realize he loves us. Honestly, I'm a little lost on this one.

Dreamscape:

Hey, can we talk about us Rub your sleepy eyes If you're tired, come nap With me sometimes This is nothing I used to say this so easily But now the words get caught when you're around I've got butterflies in my stomach I can't stop this feeling of missing you I wonder why I still don't know Tomorrow, the day after forever and ever I'll probably keep waiting, you know? Hey, I know you're free Come shopping with me Could I say these things before? Hesitation is so draining Welcome home Goodnight I want to say these things but I can't It's so frustrating My mind is a mess What finally comes out is Goodbye I can't stop this feeling of missing you I wonder why I still don't know Tomorrow, the day after and forever and ever I'll probably keep waiting, you know? What is a crush? What is love? I always wonder Maybe it's too early for me Look, this warm Kind of lonely feeling Is all you wanted, right? Now you're wide awake I can't stop this feeling of missing you I wonder why I still don't know Indulge my selfish wish Come see me, will you?

Belphie baby is just so confused. He doesn't understand and he just wants to know that feeling. Welp, that feeling is love. And yes, I will always come to see you.

No. 1:

Hey, if you are free Would you mind going out for dinner with me? Not even for a second... ...will I let you feel "bored"

A sparkling bright white full dress A luxurious full course meal Have you noticed? This is my charm I will escort you with elegance

Please don't look away I will catch your heartbeats Say no more and come here Hey, look

I'm a formidable No.1 The unmatched only one Fear nothing and move forward Run run run Always singing with grace La la la la la

No.1 No.1

An adult way of tasting Demonus I'll teach you every last bit of it If there is anything else you want to know Just ask me all about it

I have nothing to hide, I am always honest As long as I can, I will do anything for you So yeah, "as an exchange"... ...may not be an appropriate expression But I want that love from you in return

Please don't let go your hand I will catch your heart Say no more and come here Hey, look

I'm a formidable No.1 The unmatched only one Fear nothing and move forward Run run run Always singing with grace La la la la la

With you let's dance, till end of mid night Paradise, I'll take you there With you let's dance, till end of mid night Yes, we will be together always

Just dance with me till dawn Even your worries can be left behind No one can resemble, I promise So come with me Hey, look

I'm a formidable No.1 The unmatched only one Fear nothing and move forward Run run run Always singing with grace La la la la la

With you let's dance, till end of mid night Paradise, I'll take you there With you let's dance, till end of mid night Yes, we will be together always

Diavolo is just trying to prove his worth to us so that we love him. He's trying so hard to, but he really doesn't have to. He's such a sweet guy, even if he wasn't a prince, I'd still love him.

Crazy About You:

Oh? If there is anything bothering you It will be my pleasure to discuss it with you Be it styling outfits or putting on makeup Let me start preparing for dining too

A bustling daily routine Is it what your impression of it? But to me, I am happy of how it is

Perfect spirit, ah Flawless scheme Now, if that’s what you hope, please Okay, allow me to brew some tea

My heart in turmoil Having you with me makes me want you I’m crazy about you

I, too, cannot stop this billowing feeling

I wish to please you always Please leave everything to me But your poor manner will not be tolerated Not matter how many times Let me give you a lecture in calm

Oh? If there is anything bothering you It will be my pleasure to discuss it with you Be it sewing or doing cleanup I am in good hands

A bustling daily routine But if it is for you Then to me, it is lovely

Perfect spirit, ah Urge to hold tight, a feeling Now, if you turn around, please I will not hand you to anyone else, oh

I can’t take this My feelings for you I’ll make you mine

I wish to please you always Please leave everything to me But your poor manner will not be tolerated Not matter how many times, I’ll give you a lecture 

I want you Cuz I love you I’m so crazy about you

I wish to please you always Please leave everything to me But your poor manner will not be tolerated Not matter how many times Let me give you a lecture in calm

Kinda yandere at the end, but basically is just him saying how much he wants to give us. He's such a fucking service dom, I swear. Ooo, I should make a post about that.

My Wish:

Although we already said goodbye I want to play with you for longer Just stay before the sun sets Help me to carry on with the puzzle I’ve baked some cookies too I want to try making more I’ll specially give you a chance to taste So be my company, I’ll brew some tea too Cakes are good But parfaits are not bad too This special feeling of mine If I mix it in the sweets And use an eyeful of pure white cream To illustrate our bond See, it’s the best recipe It’s already so late I want to see your smile for longer I want to make more memories with you These are all my treasure Time goes by so fast I want to stay with you for longer It’s good that I can see you again soon But I miss you, I’m waiting for you Staying with you like this Is very calming I want to comfort you more We’ll always be together, you promise Holding your hands Gives me courage This special sentiment of mine Squeeze and fit it in On the illuminated stage of light To sing the praise of our bond See, it’s the best melody

Luke is so cute. I want him as a little brother. You think if I get with Simeon, I'd get Luke, too? Cause that would be two birds with one stone. Anyways, he's basically just saying he wants to be around us.

Question Love:

Jump over the puddle The future that's waiting ahead You see, at the end... ...I want to spend the time with you

Fallin' and dive into my heart There is nothing to fear An unfathomable heart You will manage to wake and stir it up

Uhh, dancing up and down Two hearts, now lean against each other Uhh, looming question mark Could it be a sign of falling in love? Hey hey getting shy, are you? Look this way, would you? Yeah yeah yeah Hey, would we one day tie the knot? Could I still see you tomorrow? Yeah yeah yeah

Always spends the time, slowly and softly But is actually a moody, lazy and carefree Thinking deeply about each other I won't let you at any time crying

Tell me, things hidden in heart A way to convey them well, please teach me So I can give you everything I hold

Uhh, longing innocence and love Smile free from worry, a perfect score Uhh, unwavering answer Hot feelings, I am aware Hey hey, is it really okay? Could you really stay still? Yeah yeah yeah Hey, try falling in love? Could I still see you tomorrow? Yeah yeah yeah

Question love The ending of the story Nothing would be better than being with you Busted bubble, and your smile within My true feelings I don't want to fool around anymore

Lonely, I won't let you feel lonely again Let me warm you up with love In quite an engaging mode Towards a space to feel you closer

Uhh, dancing up and down Two hearts, now lean against each other Uhh, looming question mark Could it be a sign of falling in love? Hey hey, getting shy, are you? Look this way, would you? Yeah yeah yeah Hey, would we one day tie the knot? Could I still see you tomorrow? Yeah yeah yeah

Simeon is so sweet. He wants to tie the knot, too. Sadly, I don't like marriage, but that's fine. And yes, come see me anytime you want.

Our Destiny:

Keep up with this reckless dance It doesn't matter where we are With a blushing face, you are still indecisive Don't worry, I'll guide you smartly

Our destiny You don't have to doubt it Like a fantasy Come, Stay by my side Are you ready, Leave everything to me Fall into this rhythmical night

Demons bewitch me And I bewitch you This concert for the first time in 150 years  Let's go listen together After that, I'll serve you with my cooking

Yes you're right It's made especially for you Sweet and spicy Always tangle together Make it happen, it makes perfect sense Fall into this technical love 

No matter what kind of disruption breaks in Even if the patch we're going on is blocked It won't bother at all My magic will lead our way A sensibility too pure A splendid perfection Seems like from a different dimension I'll show you such a new world

This sound I heard This voice I heard

Our destiny You don't have to doubt it Like a fantasy Come, Stay by my side Are you ready, Leave everything to me Fall into this rhythmical night

Yes you're right It's made especially for you Sweet and spicy Always tangle together Make it happen, it makes perfect sense Fall into this technical love

This song was so good until Solomon said he'd serve us his cooking. Nice try, but nope! Anyways, just another obsessed song, but not as noticeable.

All in all, it's just about them being obsessed with us. I should have expected that, but I didn't. Anyway, I'm ending this here cause there's 14 other songs left and I'll do those later.

[mimikiplovesgaming]

Pokemon ⚡Violet⏳ Synopsis

Okay so I beat the main stories and after story of Pokemon Violet! Here are my personal thoughts on the game:

*Warning for spoilers*

From the start, the graphics were okay. When the npcs are in the further background, it looks like something out of the N64 days- and Kirby 64 looked better on the console itself

Controls were pretty good, felt pretty smooth for the most part. Riding Miraidon felt nice, there wasn't too much trouble. The only thing that bugs me is the glide. You glide at a nice sloping descent before falling down at a steeper angle and you pretty much fall straight down with no chance to slow yourself. I wish it was more like PLA, where you could dash and control how you glided through the sky

Arven and Penny were my favorite NPCs and storylines. Penny reminded me of my old middle school friends and there was a sense of wanting to care for and protect her. Arven, while having parental issues, was also dealing with trying to save his doggo partner Mabosstiff who he has had since he was a child. That need of wanting to help the only real family he had spoke so deeply to me. Because that proves that family doesn't have to be biological. Family can be your best friend or the pet you have, whoever you have close bonds with. And as an animal lover, I teared up when that part happened.

Okay- let's talk Nemona. I personally did not like her all that much. Her character trait is that she likes battling- and that's it. That's all she likes. Just combat. There's no real personality to her. She was more annoying to me than anything else. She didn't have any character growth or arc like the others did. Again, this is just my own view of things.

I know some people will complain and argue that some of the Pokemon designs are lackluster and "going downhill". Need I remind you that Gen 1 had very not so great designs too- Geodude and Voltorb are examples. I actually didn't mind the designs of the newer Pokemon! Meowscarada was a decent bipedal evolution for Sprigatito, but it could use a bit more detail. Miraidon was adorable, I loved Fuecoco, the Tinkaton line was simple and effective, and I enjoyed the Paradox Pokemon! My favorite is Iron Valiant, the way they combined Gallade and Gardevoir was so well done with just the right amount of detail from both evolutions.

Speaking of the Paradox Pokemon, let's talk the afterstory. Holy crap. The fact that the real professor died in an accident and was succeeded by an android they created to assist them was crazy. I don't think we've had a game where you fight the professor as a final boss- usually it's the champion or your rival or something. The turn this game took with the ending was shocking and I am here for it. I really wish there was a moment between the AI Professor and Arven where they hugged each other goodbye. That would've ripped my heart out even more and provided some form of comfort to Arven knowing that despite everything, that one moment of tenderness was what he needed to know his parent loved him. (Side note- the Professor's spouse walked out on them after Arven was born, which was even crazier when you realize that it's what started his abandonment issues

Then we come to the final thing on the list: the Ruinous Quartet Pokemon. Four cursed artifacts that became Pokemon and were sealed away for fear of their strength and the destruction they caused. It makes me wonder why they're a thing in the game. Will we eventually get more story on them? Will they become more prominent as time goes on? As for their oppositions, I strongly believe they were designed to oppose the Swords of Justice. Think about it- the Quartet are Dark Types and the Swords are Fighting. Then add the elemental types and they match the weaknesses of the Swords perfectly. It's just a theory, but there's some ideas behind it

Overall, I think the game wasn't too bad. It wasn't that glitchy for me and I had an enjoyable time playing. People were diverse, story was good, and gameplay wasn't half bad. I'll give this game a 7/10- good, but could be better. At least with the graphics issues and Pokemon going through walls XD

Give me your thoughts as well! Do you agree or disagree with anything I mentioned? Add your thoughts in the comments or reblogs, I'd love to hear what you think!

[strathbox]

Recommendation time!!!

The fengqing fic I mentioned before:

All My Nights Taste Like Gold

By: weiyingslongestflutesolo

34k words

This is a modern au centered in ice skating, they're rivals as common in fengqing, but oh dear, it was so well executed! Most of times I find difficult to concentrate in long readings, but not with this one!

I just loved this fic so much!!! It is so good! And honestly my kind of fic, I love love love how they are written.

I love how natural it feels and love to see how their relationship develops in this one.

If you have time just read it!

I'm very grateful to this author!!!

...

So I decided to make this my list of fengqing fics... So, if I continue you'll get my recommendations

This is: Bet On It

By: Tyelperintal

24k words

"Xie Lian and Hua Cheng accidentally book two couples' vacations in Las Vegas. Rather than wasting the extra tickets, Xie Lian invites Feng Xin and Mu Qing to join them."

This is so good! Believe me, though I'm not the best at writing and explaining things, but let me tell u I loved this!

Not drunk Mu Qing spilling all his feelings for Femg Xin... I genuinely thought they were very cute like that!!! It also had some subtle cameos from other characters which is something I adore when I'm reading a fanfic, to just notice and be like oh, there it is.

Back to my point This was sweet and just what I needed...

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truth is a curse and honesty is a prison

By: ruilian

9k words

"Mu Qing gets cursed to only tell the truth. Feng Xin learns some things. (So do hualian)"

Hi! I've just read this one, so I'm here to recommend it! It was really cute! I loved Feng Xin and Mu Qing this one, at some point they stopped being so aggressive with each other, and Mu Qing would accidentally say some cute truth about Feng Xin...

They're oblivious, but they'll figure it out!

I'm super bad at giving opinions and at summarizing but I swear it's worth it!

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But I'm A Cheerleader

By: woofmeow

13k words

"Or, Feng Xin tackles his way into Mu Qing's ribs, and then his heart."

Aaa this was so good!!!! I love them! Pls just read it!!! Aaaa they're real sweet, and it be like they used to be this kind of frenemies but they stopped talking for like 4 years, but yeah, Mu Qing almost dies at a futbol field because of Feng Xin, and they start repairing their bond! It's so good I swear!!

I love to see how they care for each other even if they fight...

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We're Not Lovers (We're Just Trouble)

By: bizzybee

6k words

"In which Feng Xin and Mu Qing get mistaken for a couple (more than once)."

This is a fake dating fic, it was good, sweet, it is not that long and Feng Xin is good at kissing...

Loving you was easy

By: zuanzhens

23k words

Currently crying this was so cute!!! It's kind of long and very nice, I loved how sweet some of fengqing thoughts are! I just got inspired to continue drawing fanart thanks to this, read it if you have time I guarantee it's good

[em-writes-stuff-sometimes]

I truly adore the fact that while Deamon is seen (and, I mean honestly is) the most wild, reckless Targaryen that steamrolls over people (unlike Rhaenyra and Viserys who have the parental roles in this fic) he is actually the one that has given her true freedom and is helping her bloom into her own agency. In the most depraved, delicious way cuz… c’mon it’s Daemon, he can’t help being a nasty meow meow. Costume was beyond hot (PUSSY SPANKING??? 🥵🫠) and while I am still panting in excitement for the possibility of her fully taking the reins and making that boy cry from pleasure, I love love love the fact that yes, these are fun one shots of their married life, but you’ve still put so much care and thought in showing a gradual development in their bond and in her as a person.

I’m also so happy to see the little glimpses of their family and how they’re interacting as a whole, it make it so much more immersive than just having the main characters existing in a bubble. Plus I really appreciate how Rhaenyra was never used as a throw away character to cause some drama, she’s still here, present and very much disgusted and I’m LIVING FOR IT 😂 I can only imagine the misery she will have to go through once Reader is preggo and Daemon has *questions* 🤣

Beyond amazing chapter as always, can’t wait for the filth that’s coming !!

Smooches,

🍑

Hey, 🍑! I’m so glad you enjoyed this update - a whole bunch that I didn’t have planned ended up sneaking it’s way in there (hello asshole touching). I’ve honestly been letting them do what they want, picture me as the reluctant writer in the corner watching them fuck haha. I’m also shocked that the pregnancy thing has been so delayed, given that that’s one of my ultimate favourite tropes (and kinks) to read in fanfics; I can only hope the anticipation doesn’t make it impossible to live up to the hype 🥺

Reader is slowly blossoming under Daemon’s… unique brand of ✨care✨ 😈 and it’s been a real joy to map out her gradual development; she’s now asking him for outrageous little things like at the end of Costume, and I reckon a time will be coming where Reader gets to take the reins a bit 😉. Not for long, though - uncle is in control, after all. And yeah, I wasn’t expecting this anthology to include genuine character development, but it’s been really cool so far; it’s been great to spotlight some of the less-developed characters like Viserys and Otto, and even introduce some new ones like Rodrick and Gita and Milla. Just fun side-character shenanigans! Introducing them here means that if I end up using them later on, there’s less work needed to develop their purpose.

I knew when beginning this story that Rhaenyra was never going to be the villain; she’s too swag for that and I LOVE HER. There was a bit of necessary angst to start with, but I never wanted to use her as a love rival because that’s a trope I enjoy but can’t be bothered writing. Most of the drama was in silly Reader’s head, poor thing, and it was just noice to deal with and resolve that narrative arc as expediently as possible. Rhaenyra’s got her own life now - an awesome sidekick hubby, her excellent lover Harwin (and Laena, RIP), her three boys and de-facto son and twin daughters (I mean, baby Corwyn and Baela and Rhaena are all technically half-sibling with her own kids, and my head canon is that they were pretty much team-raised by Rhae, Laena and Harwin so), a lovely little sis and a cushy position as Princess of Dragonstone. Point is, in this AU she doesn’t need Daemon - but I liked the inclusion of the idea that ‘if events had unfolded differently [i.e. like canon] she would have married him’. It’s not completely removing what they were to each other, but at the same time it’s not a declaration of longing or anything. She is suffering dealing with how obnoxious a happy and in-love uncle Daemon is, though, especially seeing as how he’s not shy in smugly reminding people that he gets good pussy on the regular (from her innocent little sister, fucking Christ she’s done).

Everyone’s gonna be so tense when Reader gets pregnant - Daemon’s gonna be the ultimate dadzilla like you wouldn’t believe!

Thank you so much as always for reading 😘❤️❤️❤️

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Can you explain to me about Bluenose x Hercules? I'm interested to see why you ship them together. 👀

Well, of course they have little screen time together due to so few episodes, so how they are is more of my own interpretations of the characters. Because I'm rather easily convinced my brain decided that the moment the Hercules called Bluenose "sweetheart" was enough to convince me to ship them, and they have an interesting dynamic.

Bluenose is the way he is actually because of conditioning and trauma from his family, and his never ending desire to try and prove himself based on his families rules rather than common sense or decent morals. Hercules has his fair share of trauma as well but doesn't let it control his life, and he is very happy being open and confident with himself, and if he doesn't agree with something, he doesn't go along with it.

The contrast between Bluenose's control issues and Hercules' self-acting nature actually helps develop a relationship between them. Bluenose is constantly trying to get Hercules to listen and obey orders, but Hercules knows his place and if he doesn't have to listen then he won't. Hercules is also far more confident with himself as a person, while Bluenose is trying to portray an image of what he believes a good naval captain is supposed to be. In turn, Hercules not only not listening but also purposefully spiting Bluenose can really set Blue off, especially since Hercules' confidence allows him to be more comfortable in most situations, so him not even getting mad at Bluenose makes him even more irritated.

Hercules is a chill outgoing jock while Bluenose is a stuck up controlling tightwad, and Hercules honestly finds Bluenose's incessant power grabbing adorable, plus the fact the Bluenose is half his size but still tries to order him around. Hercules doesn't take him seriously, and will often purposefully annoy or fluster Bluenose to show that he won't be pushed around.

In their actual relationship, Bluenose was very much in denial of his attraction towards Hercules, while Hercules wasn't so much shy about his relative attraction towards Bluenose as he was the romantic feelings he began to develop. But once he came to terms with them, he acted much more loving towards Bluenose, even before they got into a relationship. For a while it was like an unofficial romantic relationship, they would almost act like a couple before even becoming one, especially since Hercules is the kinda man to kiss his homies, and often. Bluenose had also had a subconscious crush on Hercules pretty much ever since he first saw him, because I mean come on, it's Hercules, he's gorgeous, but he always hated the fact that he felt that way. Hercules was of course the first one to make a move, and saw Bluenose as his partner even before Bluenose really realized it.

Bluenose had never had a real relationship, developing severe trust and attachment issues in his life, but Hercules is the perfect man for him to learn to really love. To this day Blue is still very easy to fluster and embarrass, but is growing more confident with Hercules' help, and is even learning how to be a better, more respectful person towards more than just his superiors.

Essentially, they have a sort of one-sided-rivals to lovers dynamic, Bluenose essentially having to be taught how to love by Hercules. Hercules loves Bluenose dearly, and doesn't let past issues get in the way of that, as he knows that how Bluenose behaved wasn't his fault.

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God DAYUM, that was a lot of typing, but it was fun, I like telling stories, even if I don't write them well. ^w^

Hope this was informative enough. Again, I have the most random ass ships that are mostly based on my own opinions or interpretations of the characters, a good example being Murdoch and The Flying Scotsman. They've never met, but I ship their characters, and I'm not ashamed of it.

Anyways! Hope you enjoy, I'm bad at explaining things so I just wrote essentially their whole story. Aight, see ya, love ya, peace. ✌️✨

[justmybookthots]

A Study in Drowning

Was this the book to break me out of a 1.5-month slump? Yes!

Did I enjoy it? Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Let's just put it this way: this book did not work for me. If you're expecting this post to be filled with praises and you expect nothing less, please click away. This is not for you.

And I'm sad it wasn't for me, either, because I went into it with... well, not high hopes, but hopes, nonetheless.

(Spoilers ahead.)

Now, to start with pros: the writing is absolutely beautiful. I kept picking up the dictionary because I wanted to hang onto every word. The similes were a little overdone (more than a little, tbh), but I didn't mind because the choice of similes was pretty and very, very atmospheric. There are very few books where the writing wows me as a separate entity from the plot (this tells me my reading choices need work, lol), and this was one of them. 

Also, even with how lush the prose is, the story was very easy to follow and get into. Even until the very end, despite how bored and disinterested I was, it was easy to continue to follow it without feeling confused.

By all rights, I should be invested in the plot because it covers my favourite themes (?): rivals to lovers, the topic of misogyny, etc. But I don't love how the execution was done:

1) I really didn't care for the rivals to lovers plot here. I didn't care for Preston. He was all right. He was... a'ight. His inability to tell lies and perform simple flattery to get what he wants is a personal pet peeve / turn-off for me because it tells me he doesn't have a very high EQ. It's a common trait for male leads in a lot of fiction, one I'm tired of (this reminds me why I adored the subversion of Bambleby from Emily Wilde's Encyclopedia of Fairies). And I've seen men like that in real life, and they are unlikeable, weird, and unempathetic. Granted, Preston can be very empathetic when the time calls for it, but it's still... weird. In this alternative universe where everyone is RAISED to view men as superior to women, I don't understand how he was a feminist right from the start. I wish his way of thinking wasn't just "YEAH I'M A FEMINIST TOO" right away - it felt too much like wish-fulfilment and I'd prefer to see his views change over time. 

2) Also when the heroine found his thesis (which was to expose her favourite author as a fraud) and she was enraged and he persuaded her to not just not report him but also JOIN him, and it worked, I was like............... 🤦 Sure, we, the reader, know he's trustworthy because it's a romance novel (or rather, a novel with a romance subplot), but the heroine is such an IDIOT TO TRUST HIM WHEN HE COULD HAVE DONE IT JUST TO MAKE SURE HE WASN'T REPORTED. Moreover, I didn't find her transition to frothing over his thesis to joining him believable. 

3) Speaking of the heroine, her ability to quote excerpts of her favourite book verbatim doesn't make her a good literature student. I can't count how many times I've cringed every time she does it. It feels pretentious and a lazy way of telling, not showing. Being a good literature student isn't just about memorising text verbatim. I mean, sure they can, and it's great, but it's their interpretation of the work that matters.

4) Stop with the romanticisation of smoking, I beg. Smoking is a HUGE deal-breaker and turn-off for me and I hated every word of it. 

5) During their sex scene. Did.... only Preston finish? I CAN'T, this is hilarious.

6) Again, I didn't like how the misogyny was written. It was very cartoonish: man = all bad, woman = all good and victimised. I KNOW that's the case for some scenarios in reality, but somehow the attempt at feminism just didn't work for me. To be honest, I still can't say exactly why this book didn't work for me in its depiction of misogyny. I've praised thriller books for covering this issue (like The Maid's Diary), but just not this one. I think I just wasn't very convinced by the worldbuilding, and how it conveyed their roots of misogyny. This is more a personal issue for me, and regardless, I'm glad it managed to successfully depict institutional sexism in academia for some.

7) Also, I was expecting a bigger plot twist in the end but nope, Iantho was the Fairy King just as I thought (I mean... it was so obvious), and his mother's role was also obvious. There was really nothing special or surprising - it was predictable to the very end.

- 16 Oct 2023

[maya-matlin]

I was reading your tag on the meeting with zaya in s11. Zaya definitely had a great first meeting arguably the best. I would agree I mean all of that scene is truly adorable and funny and it stands out to me.

I do feel a little bit that way for semmas meeting, where she'd been pining all day or trying to like figure out how she was gonna speak to him bc she maybe found him intimidating, and then finally she sees he's about to get in trouble bc he might fight jimmy, and kind of takes control of the situation even tho it's not really her business kind of like how maya went along with the rouse of pretending to be a jilted gf and improvising (lol scoundrel) without a script and did the first thing to come to mind. Both meetings seemed to me very like important.

Although with semma/Emma, she simply wanted someone to hang out with at the dance, but she had an opportunity to at least dance at the dance, and her intentions were good. I like that both zaya and semma had significant developments prior to dating zaya more than semma with the length of time. Idk people compare then sometimes the only real similarity is leading lady with a meet cute power couple relationship.

Both girls were intentions were good, for maya a new friend at her school, for emma befriending the cute new kid who she knew not much about. So it's cute to me as well. 😍💕 there is definitely overlap with zaya and semma but not that significant. Two awesome first meetings.

Yeah. I know Zig and Maya have way better scenes, but they got off to such a good start. Season 11 was overall a pretty weak season for them other than Underneath It All, but I really love that the writers made it a point to set up that pairing long before their romantic arc truly started.

Ooh, I never thought to compare those two scenes, but that's a good point about both Maya and Emma kind of needing to improvise to get their crush out of trouble.

Right. Ultimately, Zaya kind of borrowed from multiple ships while also having their own unique story. I don't think any other Degrassi pairing did the friends to lovers thing better than them. I think they followed the Semma pattern in the sense that it was the bad boy with the good girl, but I also feel like a lot of their story more closely resembles Joey and Caitlin's. Zig/Joey initially overlooked Maya/Caitlin for Tori/Liz. Maya and Caitlin had boyfriends who committed suicide (Cam and Claude). Joey cheated with Tessa, while Zig cheated with Zoe. Though thankfully, that was just one awful slip up in contrast to Joey kind of smugly repeatedly sleeping with Tessa until it blew up in his face. Personally, I'm just relieved Zaya didn't follow the Eclare pattern.

For sure! I think Zaya and Semma have some aesthetic similarities. Obviously later on, the writers kind of ripped off the Semma/Pemma triangle with Zaya/Matlingsworth. The first one was played more straight with Sean being the obvious troubled but ultimately good guy while Peter was the villain who used his privilege to eliminate his rival. With Zig and Miles, we weren't so sure how it would end up playing out because Zig had such a chip on his shoulder and was taking on this persona (kind of like season 3 Sean, but more aggressive) after being absent for most of the season. Miles had been introduced more sympathetically than Peter and had just come off episodes where we'd seen his home life and watched him stick up for Zoe. Based on what we'd seen of both (Zig in season 12, Miles in parts of season 13), it wasn't too shocking when things kind of reversed themselves and Maya decided Zig was the one she could trust and rely on while Miles was consistently letting her down. And of course, Zaya had the history and chemistry much like Semma did. Anyways, I digress.

[liliyawnas]

seo yul and the art of screenwriting

alternative title: seo yul and why he is so bland in s1

before any of you come for me, i love this pure boy who only wants to be good for songrim and be the bestest mage; but like, he was just so boring in season one, i couldn't bring myself to care about him and didn't really feel the chemistry between him and naksu...

and now that part two is out i actually feel attached to him, and feel the need to pour out all my analysis as to why upon you all using my screenwriting knowledge and stuff

Part one. Function of a secondary character

Who is Seo Yul, when you just casually explain the plot of Alchemy of Souls?

Well, Seo Yul is one of the friend group of the mages of Jeonjinggak trainees that are nicknamed the Four Seasons, nicknamed "Autumn" the hope of the Seo family, strongest of the mages there, teacher's pet, Jang Uk's closest friend and confidante, and the teenage love of Naksu the assasin. Which basically makes him the Second Lead, competing for Naksu's affections when he recongnizes her in Mu-deok and starts developping feelings again.

And in purely functional screenwriting terms, he is Jang Uk's Ally, and also his Rival in the competition for Naksu's affections.

No matter how loveable a character is, they never are included "just for fun" in a dramatic work of fiction, they always have to bring something to the development of the plot, development of the characters, development of the story's themes, and basically to move the story forward. A long-form piece of ficion like this has a lot of ground to cover in terms of story development, and characters that we follow. If you add a character "just 'cause", not only it's harder to make the audience care about them, but also it is going to hinder the rhythm of the story, taking up precious screen time.

Before I actually started thinking about what he does for the story, it really felt like he floated in and out of the plot just when the writers needed him to do something or to add tension... Which is very annoying to see. I am not saying he serves no function whatsoever, in fact, when you start thinking about the show's themes, the reason he is there becomes very obvious. However, his character, throughout season one, had been horridly underdevelopped and underutilised, so

Part two. The problem with Seo Yul

The real problem with Seo Yul is that he was included for thematic purposes, but his character was not sufficiently developped for us to feel like he fits into the story organically, instead of hovering around the edges. Let me explain.

The reason I absolutely adore Seo Yul is that his Very Good Boy persona, a guy who cannot choose the woman he loves over his principles and his devotion to a cause, contrasts deliciously with Jang Uk's "fuck everything, I am getting what I want or dying in the process" attitude. Jang Uk is selfish, spoiled and lazy, Seo Yul is hard-working, shy and selfless, and they make great mirrors. And the contrast between the two just highlights why Seo Yul cannot be the one to help Naksu find redemption. Naksu and Jang Uk almost complete each other. Both are a little bit unhinged in the way they pursue what they want, both are very temperamental, and each one has strengths that compensate for another one's weakness. Seo Yul is there just to highlight the beauty of how these two very flawed characters find redemption and succes through each other.

By the way, I am not saying that the Seo Yul x Naksu dynamic couldn't make for a compelling enemies to lovers story, on the contrary, the pure difference of their characters could create a whole different kind of tension that would make people ship them even more than Jang Uk x Naksu. So why is that not the case?

A compelling Second Lead would make the viewer actually fear that the Protagonist is going to choose them over the First Lead; and ideally, also feel conflicted as to whom they want the Protagonist to end up with. A compelling Second Lead needs to have everything necessary for them to almost be the First Lead. And there are two key things that Seo Yul is missing in season one.

Number one is a motivation and a goal, really. I considered putting this as number two, but this is essential for a character, really, and part of the reason it's hard to care about Seo Yul. What the fuck does Seo Yul want? What is the huge desire that he Does Not Have? There is no such thing that is even eluded to in the show. Naksu is not what he wants, mind you, because when she theatened him with her sword he was like "oh well, guess it's not meant to be🤷‍♂️" and then sort of proceeded to not even try to figure out who she was or why she reacted the way she did.

Number two is stakes. What does he stand to lose? We, as the audience, don't really feel afraid for him, because, well... He is good at spells, he inherits the Seoho fortress so his future is chill, we know nothing of his family, and it's hard to tell why exactly he can't really do anything about his feelings for Naksu. He doesn't stand to lose his powers, his standing, his title, or anything, so like... It's hard to consider him as a real Rival for Jang Uk, because he just doesn't seem that driven. The most I can come up with is that he doesn't want to ruing his friendhip with Uk, but like... It's not as if Uk hasn't done shit to put that friendship in danger; and also in order for characters to grow they absolutely have to fuck up and do bad things to their Allies.

And, well, all that brings me to my sort of final point. If the reason Yul exists in the plot is to be Jang Uk's Rival, Ally, and his Mirror, but doesn't get much of a character arc outside of that (except for the rushed bit in the end of season one when he decided he was taking Naksu to Seoho fortress, and then ended up plagued by guilt)... He becomes a character that is kind of not necessary as himself, and he would do best fused with the character of Park Dang-gu. Hear me out, okay?

If Yul is to be Uk's Rival, why make him his Rival only for Naksu's heart? Dang-gu is the person who is to inherit the leadership of Songrim (it is what he does after season one!), and Jang Uk wants to be the leader of Songrim like his father. Dang-gu is in love with Jin Cho-yeon, and Uk is the one who has been engaged to her, twice! Just those two things would make the tension between Uk and this hypothetical Yul-Dang-gu character double what it is between Uk and Yul, or Uk and Dang-gu, and the stakes would be way higher. I like the contrast between Yul's Stoic vibe and Dang-gu's Soft vibe but it's not enough to keep you invested in both characters. And, arguably, throughout season one Dang-gu has had way more of a character arc than Yul, despite being significantly less important than him narratively...

Or, well, the other way to fix Yul's character is to give him stakes and Something To Do, which is what they did! Finally!

Part three. The Final One. I like Yul!!!😭

If he gets killed this season I am going to be so upset! Just as I started getting invested in him! Please don't boo me but I even like his and So-i romance, because that would be a great narrative arc! Like at first he wasn't willing to fight for love, and didn't think it worthwile to invest his energy into redeeming somebody and offering them a better future, and him flipping to be the opposite - that would work pretty fucking great, in my opinion😭🥰.

This season his character actually works and it's kind of great. He has stakes: poor man is dying😭, he has a (potential) romance, he has Horrible Regrets about not saving Naksu and Uk and he is very sad, instead of just being Slightly Nostalgic in season one. (Side note: I saw some fans complaining about Hwang Min Hyun's acting because of that, because we saw him with basically the same expression... I didn't really share that opinion at the time, it's not like his acting came off as specifically fake, it's just how he was written. Nostalgia is just... not a very strong emotion. And now it's clear that it was not the problem, lol.)

I am still not sure if Yul's arc really includes a Desire, or a Goal, but he is definitely more complex this season and more compelling to root for. And there are things that he Kind Of Wants, which I guess is helping Uk grieve Naksu properly before he dies, and reconciling Uk and Dang-gu after the whole problem of Jin U-tak's death, unlike of "I guess I want to catch some soulshifters" and that being his his job.

TL;DR. In season 1 of Alchemy of Souls, Seo Yul was underdevelopped and underutilised as a character, and seemed superficial to the plot, because he lacked a motivation, a goal, and stakes. This season he is actually way more interesting and compelling as a character, specifically because he got all those things, and I can't wait to see where the plot takes him next!!! (Also Hong sisters don't kil Seo Yul, please??? Pretty please? After you did all this work to make his character interesting😭)

[boldlyvoid]

36 Questions to Fall in Love

Summary: When Derek bets Spencer that he cant make someone fall in love with him in a week, he doesn’t expect Spencer to marry the girl the next day

warnings: strangers to lovers, blind dates, betting, talks of: drug use, drug addiction, abusive marriages, rape, sexual assault, abuse, attempted murder, mass shootings, parental death, love confessions, elopements, opposite of slow burn

word count: 8K

A/N: this is based on a request I received a while back about this article

Derek was a betting man, to say the least. He knew Spencer was from Vegas, he also knew Emily couldn’t say no to a challenge and that Rossi had enough money to burn. Betting at work was the best way to have fun when he worked there, and now he can’t stop.

“I’m not saying con a woman into loving you, I’m saying let us find a girl and let’s see if she can fall in love with you, take a week off from work and just spend time wooing her, and in a week, me or Emily will hit on her, if she turns us down for you, then you’ve won.”

Derek explained it like it was simple, and yet the mere thought of being set up with someone was horrifyingly nerve-wracking. But he got Spencer to agree… unbeknown to him that he had another bet going on the side.

You see earlier that day he was invited to Penelope’s apartment, her younger sister was moving in for a little while and they needed a big strong man to help move the boxes. And like Penelope, Y/N was really chatty and overly friendly really fast. It was like he’s always known Y/N Garcia.

She explained to Derek how hard it was in California to find good men who want someone to love them, she’s tired of guys thinking she comes on too fast, she wants someone who wants to settle and have kids and be a dad. Not a Vain narcissist who only cares about what the city can offer him.

“The last guy I went on a date with literally ran when I mentioned I read a New York Times article about 36 questions to make you fall in love… I just want a person to love? Is that really so hard?”

A lightbulb goes off in Derek’s mind, and Penelope almost reads it.

“Spencer.” They both reply with the same cheeky grin.

“I bet you, you could be as insane as you say you are and he’d still be in love with you by the end of the week.” Derek teases, and the way she smiles shows just how interested she is.

—

Woo her.

The words have rattled around in his brain every second of every moment since Derek said he found a girl for him.

She was free on Saturday, all Spencer had to do was tell Derek where she should meet him and all Penelope had to do was not mention to Spencer that she had a sister, it was up to Y/N when Spencer learned that fact.

She’s already there at the restaurant when he arrives, he’s not sure what he was expecting when Derek said he found the perfect girl but it wasn’t this. He was thinking it was going to be a joke, that either no one would show or Derek was hooking him up with some hot blonde who was way out of his league.

She was beautiful in a nice dress, her makeup was stunning and she looked so content sitting there, waiting for him. Starring her ice water with a straw, she wasn’t paying any attention to the room, she barely knew he was there.

“Hi?” He said softly, not wanting to startle her.

“Hi,” she beamed up at him, that same unsure look on her face. Neither of them was expecting anything from the other, but they were pleasantly surprised.

“Spencer Reid,” he says, actually extending a hand to shake her’s because it’s the chivalrous thing to do.

She reaches out her hand, watching him take it and kiss her knuckle softly, she’s so surprised. “Oh, um, Y/N Garcia,” she whispers the name and his eyes go wide.

“Garcia?” He panics a little, sitting down in the booth and facing her as her face drops at his reaction.

“Did he not tell you I’m Penelope’s sister? I knew Derek was up to something,” she looked like it was all too good to be true, upset almost.

“He didn’t, he probably wanted you to tell me, I mean this all so we can get to know each other,” Spencer shrugs it off, interested in seeing why Derek picked her of all people.

“I guess,” she smiled again, “so what do you do?”

“I work with Penelope, I specialize more in psycho-linguistics and geographical profiling.”

She nods in approval, “I’m a high school English teacher.”

Spencer laughs lightly, “what’s that like?”

“Interesting to say the least, especially in California. Every kid there wants to be on TikTok, no one cares about reading any of the books I ask them too,” she just shakes her head. “I’m worried about the next generation.”

“Me too, it’s almost alarming how many kids are unsubs,” he agrees. She’s so easy to talk to, he’s suddenly not nervous anymore and the waiter is coming to take their order.

He never even opened the menu, “what looks good?” He asks Y/N, nervous and she can tell.

“I think I’m going to have the lobster, let’s go all out?” She shrugged again, both of them feeling more adventurous than normal.

“I’ll have that as well,” Spencer smiled, keeping eye contact with only her as she handed the menus back to him.

They ordered sides and appetizers, stuffed mushrooms and fresh bread, it was amazing. They traded small facts about each other, Spencer noticed a lot of Penelope’s quirks in her, she was very friendly and kind and funny. She loved to tease him and make him laugh, his stomach hurt by the time their lobsters came out.

“I’ve never done this before,” she admits, putting on her bib and holding the claw cracker in one hand.

“Neither have I, but I think it’s fairly simple you just need to apply the correct amount of pressure,” he demonstrates by picking up the crustacean and cracking it at its weakest point before twisting it open.

He’s surprised he did it, so is she as she copies is movements and struggles a bit. “You got it, come on,” he encourages her as she squeezed so hard her hands shake but the shell does eventually crack.

She smiles like she just won the science fair, overly proud as they stare at each other. Enamoured already by just how cute the other was.

“So, what do you do for fun outside being a fed?” She teases between bites.

“I like to spend my time finding new things, I tend to go to the same spots often but I’m always looking for new places. I like the theatre, the old cemetery is nice, I’m excited for the new phantasmagoria to open this fall,” he explains all his interests as he cracks away at his dinner. “I just like to try and appreciate what’s out there, after everything I see.”

“That’s really nice, I’ve always wanted to go to a phantasmagoria actually, science magic is the best kind of magic,” she says it like it’s nothing, almost embarrassed by the interest.

“Me too, I love magic,” Spencer lights up, “I can actually do some magic, hold on.”

He digs his NA chip out of his pocket, showing it to her quickly before making it disappear and reappear behind her ear and she was so smitten, “how the heck?” She asked as she reached for her own ear, shocked at the fact he could do it.

“Do you always keep a coin on you for that?”

He thinks about it for a second, not knowing if he should tell her or not. “No, I keep this on me for support.”

He places it on the table, she picks it up instead and inspects it carefully, “2 years is a really long time, I’m really proud of you.”

He feels like he falls in love with her in that moment, she places the chip back in his hand and smiles, “it’s not easy to admit nor recover from, it’s something you should be really proud of Spencer.”

“Thank you,” he blushes, “um, is there anything else you want to know about me?”

She bites the inside of her lip as she thinks, “actually I was reading an article the other day that said there are a list of personal questions you can ask someone and by the end of all of them you should be in love with the person.”

He thought it was a good opportunity to take a sip of water, upon hearing the word love he realizes it was a mistake. He chokes lightly, coughing as he puts the glass back down and apologizes.

“Love?” He repeats the word.

“I’m going to be real honest here Spencer, I don’t date to get my heartbroken, I date to find my life partner so if you’re not interested in marriage or kids one day tell me now,” she’s very stern about it and he can tell she’s gotten her hopes up and heart broken before.

“I want that too, I just didn’t expect you to be so upfront about it,” he’s honest, because clearly that’s what she wants from him. “What was on the question list?”

“Given the choice of anyone in the world, whom would you want as a dinner guest?” She asks, remembering the questions easily.

“Wow,” he takes a moment to think about it, “alive or dead?”

“Sure, why not,” she shrugs.

“Probably biological Eve,” he comes to the decision rather quickly. “I’ve always been fascinated with the fact all humans can be traced back to one single women. I’m sure she was amazing, it must have been so interesting being the first women on earth.”

“That is the coolest answer anyone has ever given me,” she smiles, “I think I’d be boring and have dinner with Julia Roberts.”

“She’s a very talented actress,” he smiles, recognizing the name from Penelope’s movie nights. “Um, I have an eidetic memory, do you have the list I can just read it once and then we can spit it back and forth easily.”

She looks at him with wide eyes and a growing smile, “yeah hold on.” She takes out her cellphone and pulls up the article before handing it to him.

He reads it quickly and then hands it right back, she was amazed, surely it was a joke? “Would I like to be famous?” He repeats the next question to himself.

“No,” he’s very certain. “I’ve had some encounters with psychopaths who think they are my biggest fans, perfect match or my only rival, and it’s not fun. I’m sure being adored is lovely, but I don’t like the attention if it’s not from a good place.”

“So you want praise but you don’t want a stalker?” She dumbs it down slightly with a smile, “I definitely don’t want to be famous because I don’t like other peoples opinions about me.”

“That’s incredibly fair.”

“Before making a telephone call, do you ever rehearse what you are going to say?” She asks the next one.

“If it’s for work or my mother, yes,” he answers it completely honestly. “I prefer not to make phone calls, so when I have to make them I typically spend the day before panicking.”

She smiles, “well, if you ever need someone to call tech support and pretend to be you, I am really good on the phone.”

“Like Penelope?”

She nods, “we spent a lot of time talking on the phone when she moved to Virginia for your team.”

“That must have been really hard, I’m surprised she hasn’t mentioned you yet?”

“I’m not really her sister,” she smiles, “I wish I was. I met her during a really abusive relationship and I didn’t feel close to my parents anymore, so my old name didn’t feel right either. Penelope and her brothers were the closest thing I had to family, so I took their name after my divorce.”

“That’s beautiful,” his smile is so soft, she wonders if he feels the same about Penelope.

“What do you consider a perfect day?” She moves on before she can pry into his personal life further, just to pry into his personal life further— in another direction.

“Nobody dies.”

“Even the bad guys?” She squints as she asks it, wondering if that was an appropriate topic for the first date.

“I’m not a fan of the prison system, and I’m really not a very big fan of suicide by cop, let alone lethal injection,” he explained. “Just because you’re a murderer or a psychopath doesn’t mean you have to die too, there is rehabilitation and a way to keep them sane and alive while keeping people safe. I just hate when people die.”

“Me too,” her smile is sad, “my perfect day would be having my parents back, I’d like to show them my degree and go out for ice cream and give them another hug.”

“We should have our perfect days back to back,” his voice is low, he was nervous to say it. “Cause then once you bring them back, I stop people from dying and they can stay forever.”

He sees her heartbreak as the tears well in her eyes, “that would be nice.”

“Um,” he clears his throat and then takes a sip of water. “When was the last time you sang to yourself, or someone else?”

“I was singing in the car on the way here,” she smiles with a sniffle, “I sing a lot actually. I’m always humming or tapping as well, if my mind is wandering then it has to make some kind of noise.”

“What is your favourite thing to hum?” He can’t stop himself from asking it, “I personally do the muppets, duh duh nanana, manamanah.”

She laughs again, and a tear slips out as her eyes close. She hurries to wipe it away, “I often find myself doing the teletubbies song, you know; ‘Tinky-Winky, Dipsy,’” she sings the words before humming the tune to match.

“That’s a good one too,” Spencer is really enthusiastic suddenly, the way he would be with Penelope. He was really comfortable. “If you were able to live to the age of 90 and retain either the mind or body of a 30-year-old for the last 60 years of your life, which would you want?”

“Mind, because that’s how you keep a good body. If I can keep the strength and willpower to get up in the mornings and go to work and remember why I love being alive, I’ll be young forever,” she answers like it’s rehearsed.

“I was going to say I’d want my mind too, but the way you said it is a lot more elegant,” he teases. “My mom has Alzheimer's, you were honest about wanting kids and you should know that's genetic. I can also pass on schizophrenia and any other mental illness, like depression, bipolar disorder and most definitely anxiety—

“Spencer,” she reaches across the table for his hand, “breathe, that’s not scary to me. My grandma had it too, I’m not optimal gene-wise either.”

He takes a deep breath, “Sorry.”

“It makes you real to react like that, I don’t mind seeing that side of you. Fake strong men and men who compensate are the worst, in my opinion.”

“Mine too,” he agrees. “I am an anxious worrier, I barely sleep, I’m terrified of the dark, I have PTSD nightmares about my short stay in prison, and I cry a lot when I’m alone.”

“It was a mistake clearly? The prison stay, that is.”

“Yeah,” he nods, moving to the next question. “Do you have a secret hunch about how you will die?”

She laughs through her nose at the switch topic change, “well until I was 19 I thought my husband was going to kill me, then I thought maybe it would be myself, now I’m content dying in my sleep when I'm old.”

“It is ever-changing,” he agrees. “I have died before.”

“What did it feel like?”

She doesn’t ask how, she knows he was sober, she knows he’s been to prison, she knows he’s an agent. It wasn’t a surprise. Penelope even almost died once before, it was an unfortunate part of the job.

“Warm.”

“Like soothing warm, like drinking a hot chocolate, or that uncomfortable warm like being in a hot car?”

“Like a hug.”

Her lips purse, she hums a bit. “Yeah, my answer stays the same.”

“Name three things you and your partner appear to have in common.”

“You like to learn,” she smiles again. “You enjoy the mysteries and the horribleness of the world because it keeps you grounded. You love your mom.”

“We love Penelope, our hearts have similar scars, life has been mean to us for no reason,” he adds 3 more for good measure.

“What are you grateful for in life?” She asks the next question.

“I’ve never said this before,” he prefaces, “but found family. If it wasn’t for my team, no matter who was coming and going over the years, anyone who has had my back. Anyone who loves me in any capacity. That’s what I’m grateful for.”

“We’re not even through the first set of questions and I can see why everyone loves you,” she admits. Moving far too fast, doing exactly what Derek wanted from her.

To scare him and see if he still stays.

“Can I tell you a secret?” Spencer stops the questions, “I can’t continue if I can’t tell you this.”

“Yeah, what’s wrong?”

“Derek and Emily bet me $20 that I couldn’t get someone to fall in love with me, he wanted to set this up and then hit on you in a week and see if you picked me over him, and it feels like a really shitty thing to do to you. It’s making me feel like you’re an object more than a person and I feel really bad about it.”

She just laughs and he has no idea why. “He bet me that I could be as insane as I am with most of my dates and you’d still want to stay with me after a week.”

“You’re not mad?” He worries, by passing her words and the implications of it all.

“No, did you truly mean how you feel?”

“Yes…”

“Then I accept your apology, you’re really kind Spencer. I believe you when you speak, I trust you,” she explains her reasoning and he settles once more. “You’re the most real man I’ve ever met, I think.”

“Thank you,” he smiles again, reaching out for her hand once more, “do you want to finish these questions?”

“Not really,” she smirks, “I think they were wrong about all 35 of them making you fall in love with someone.”

“How so?”

“It only took me 9.”

It’s so absurd they start to laugh, making eye contact, they feel delirious. His hand in hers, she squeezes it lightly and he never wants to let it go.

“Do you want to get out of here?”

“Sure, did you drive?” She asks.

“No, I walked over.”

She gets up from the table and takes his hand once more, “well, are we going to mine or yours?”

“Are you living with Penelope?”

“Yours it is then,” she teases, bumping his shoulder. This was going to be fun.

Spencer pays for their meal and meets her out front, he gets in her passenger seat and gives her the directions. “Do you want to finish the questions on the drive?” He asks.

“Hmm, well, 11 is a long one, if you want to start telling me your life story in graphic detail? Or we can jump to 12 and you can tell me what super ability you’d like to wake up with?”

“Have you ever watched star trek?”

She’s not expecting that, it makes her take a double-take, she laughs lightly, “Yeah, why?”

“Deanna Troi can sense peoples emotions, I think that would really help with my job,” he explains it easily. “And in times like this.”

“I can just tell you,” she offers, pulling into his apartment complex, she can tell why he walked.

“You don’t have to yet, let it simmer,” he smiles softly, he’s not ready for her to make a decision like loving him when she really doesn’t know everything yet. “Come inside?”

She nods, getting out and taking his hand again for the walk inside. His house is green, and it makes sense. There are door wooden bookshelves and the distant smell of old books and spilled coffee, it’s dusty and old and very Spencer.

“Can I tell you some of my story?” She asks as she kicks her shoes off.

“Absolutely,” he follows her lead, “do you want anything, wine, water?”

“Wine would be nice,” she smiles, following him to the kitchen, “you know my favourite place to talk to someone is in the kitchen.”

“Why?”

“It's the heart of the house,” she smiles slightly, “that's what my mom used to say. This is where all the love happens.”

He loves her and he knows it already, she makes him happy and calm and if she’s in the heart of his house she might as well know all of his own heart.

“I was born in Vegas,” Spencer admits, pushing his life story past his lips before she can stop him or else he wouldn’t.

“My mom was a professor, my dad is an attorney, I have always been really smart and not so athletic, I enjoy chess and reading and I had big thick glasses as a child. My mom participated in a murder and my dad covered it up and that ruined their marriage but they blamed it on her schizophrenia when he left. And then I was left to raise her when she was supposed to be raising me. I cared for her until I turned 13, I left her during the weeks and my aunt would make sure she was okay and I would travel back and forth from CalTech and Vegas on the weekends.”

She can see the exhaustion on his face at just remembering it.

“I got my licence at 16, and then I took her car and it was easier. When I was 18 I put her in a sanatarium and sold her house and took a road trip with my friend to Virginia to go to the academy. He didn’t like it after a week and asked me to go with him to New Orleans and I didn’t— I met my mentor and joined the BAU instead. I was kidnapped and drugged by a man with DID… I died and then his personality switched and Tobias brought me back. I had an addiction to Dilaudid for a few months after, then I got sober after visiting Ethan in New Orleans.”

“Was he good to you?”

“Wonderful,” he smiles, “he was my shoulder to cry on for a long time and I didn’t realize how much I needed him in my recovery until we got a case and I had a reason to see him. I missed a plane and ignored my friends to just be with him. He’s the reason I got clean, not anything else… he told me that I was too special to hate myself, and he was right.”

“He was,” she smiles. “He sounds lovely.”

“And then, the first time I saw my mom after putting her in the sanatarium was because she told parts of our case to a man who lost his daughter, and he did a lot of messed up stuff… like he shot my co-worker. She was another special person to me—“

“I’m so sorry.”

He smiles, “she lived, don’t worry. I loved Elle, she was amazing but the bureau didn’t see that. She was a broken toy to them, we all become one eventually. I miss her a lot.”

She walks into his space and wraps her arms around him, giving him a hug as he rests against the counter, she makes no attempt to move back. Holding him in the heart of the house, close to her own. He holds her back just as tight.

“Maeve, she was another person I loved who got shot, she died. I see her sometimes when I sleep, she visits me when I’m in the most need. I’ll always love her, but she’s gone. The only other woman who claims to have loved me was a psychopath who is dead now too, she framed me for murder, had me drugged, kidnapped my mother and the list goes on and it’s not pretty. In prison she had a lot of bad things happen to me, I have scars that will never heal and a part of me was lost but I’m okay now.”

They have a moment of silence in the middle of their stories, she absorbs it while preparing her own, rubbing his back as her cheek stays pressed to his chest.

“I was born in California, my parents were high school sweethearts, they made me at prom. Learned that from the scrapbooks,” she laughs against his chest, “they were great and then they died when I was 14, it was a mass shooting at a mall, and I went to a foster home. I married the oldest son in the home after he groomed me for a few years… I met Penelope when I was 20 and she helped me get divorced and back on my feet and her brothers protected me.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“I’m sorry you relate to loss.”

“It's the one thing that unites us all, really,” Spencer’s voice is barely a whisper. “When you think about it, we’re all born and we all die, the only difference is how we fill the middle.”

They never get to that bottle of wine he mentioned, she pulls back and asks the next question as she drags him to his bedroom. “If a crystal ball could tell you the truth about yourself, your life, the future, or anything else, what would you want to know?”

“If I get to have kids.”

She drags him into the room and closes the door, “that was going to be my answer.”

“Is there something that you've dreamed of doing for a long time? Why haven't you done it?” He asks as she starts to take her clothes off.

“Sleep beside the love of my life.”

“I’ve never woken up beside the love of my life,” he replies with a soft smile and follows suit, getting undressed down to their underwear before climbing in bed.

“Greatest accomplishment?” She asks as they settle in, laying her cheek on his chest once more.

He takes a moment to think of everything he’s done that has been good, and one really stands out. “there was a case a few years back, we found a bunch of kids who went missing and returned them to their families and gave answers to the families of children who didn’t make it. Days like that feel like a reward.”

“Getting divorced,” she pushes the words out quickly.

“Most valued friendship?” He asks, knowing she doesn’t need to explain herself.

“Penelope.”

“Derek.”

“Most treasured memory?”

“When JJ placed her son in my arms and told me I was his godfather,” his voice is hushed and she knows it’s because he doesn’t want to cry. “It's the closest I’ve gotten to being a father so far.”

“I got an end of the year present when I was first starting out, this girl told me that I was the reason she enjoyed reading again and it was the reason I started teaching, I’ll never forget her. Tammy Brownlee, she graduated in 2009 and we’ve been Facebook friends ever since.”

“Most terrible memory?”

“My parents dying.”

“You’d think mine would be dying right?” He asked, she nodded against his chest, “it was actually being held down by 3 men, getting a sock shoved in my mouth while they beat me.”

She kissed his chest softly, “I’m sorry, I know that feeling. Mind you, he was only 1 man, it’s not a good feeling.”

“If you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living?”

“If it’s definite; not like a chance or a cancer statistic, if it’s like this is the day you die no ifs and's or butts, then I’d just continue as normal and have 1 really awesome day right before,” she smiles against him. “Make the most of it all.”

“If I was dying a year today, I’d ask you to marry me.”

“Already?” She laughs, thinking he’s kidding.

“You want a nice husband and a kid? I will be good for you as long as I know you, and I’ll have as many kids as you want me to help you make.”

She’s silent as she thinks about it. “What does friendship mean to you?”

“Someone who is there for you even when they don’t want to be, even when it’s hard,” Spencer whispers, thinking about his friends.

“It means hacking the government and voiding a marriage and changing someone's name so they can escape,” Y/N whispers. “don’t tell the feds she did that too.”

“What roles do love and affection play in your life?”

“I crave it and hardly receive it, but I give it out like it’s a sample at costco,” she snickers at the example she gave. “It’s something that people have always admired about me and yet it’s also the thing that scares people away. When I love, I love hard and it’s full and annoying and you will feel suffocated sometimes, but just tell me when and I’ll back off.”

“I don’t know how to ask for what I need,” Spencer whispers. “But I need someone to love me like that.”

“The next one is to alternate 5 good things about each other,” she rests her chin on her hand as she looks up at his face in the darkness, “soft.”

He pauses for a moment, bypassing the easiest one and saying pretty, instead, he says; “you’re honest.”

“You’re very caring,” she replies.

“You see beauty in the world still.”

She smiles at that one, “you make the world beautiful.”

“You are beautiful.”

“And you’re handsome, that’s my 4th,” she keeps track in her head.

“You’re true, to your heart, your promises, everything.”

“And you’re real, you see the world for what it is and you don’t try to change it for the better. You want to make it manageable,” her explanation is the longest one yet. “Was your childhood happy, and do you feel close with your family still?”

“I write to my mom every single day and I drop the notes off weekly, and no,” he doesn’t want to cry, but he feels like he might again. “It was liveable, I made it.”

“Mine was happy until I was 14, then I was alone, I have 1 living aunt and she is strange but I get a card from her every Christmas,” Y/N adds. “I’d like to think your lack of love and my need to fill the world with what I miss from my parents will make a really good family dynamic.”

“Me too.”

“How do you feel about your relationship with your mother?” She asks, “I think I know already, but it’s the next one.”

“She hit me a few years ago because I made her take some medicine, she hit me once when I was a kid too…” he whispers them so that they stay a secret, if they can’t be heard else where then they don’t exist in his mind. “She was a wonderful mother but the worst memories stick out the most now. She’s forgetting everything and all I can remember is how hard it’s been on me, like a bad son.”

“My mom was my best friend, and I still talk to her every day, I bring her and my dad around with me in my necklace,” she pulls the chain on her neck and shows him the little jar. “Mom, Dad, this is Spencer. Spencer, this is my mom and dad.”

He holds it in his hand and tips it gently, “nice to meet you.”

“The next one is weird,” she changed the topic again.

“Make three true "we" statements each. For instance, "We are both in this room feeling…" Spencer says it verbatim. “We are both feeling understood.”

“We are both hopeful.”

“We are both falling in love,” Spencer ends the feelings with the most prominent one.

“We are,” she agrees with another smile.

“Finish this,” he insists on moving forward, “I wish I had someone I could share…”

“The rest of my life with,” she whispers this time. “If we become besties, what’s something I should know?”

“I think I’ve told you all the important stuff so far,” Spencer thinks hard, pausing for a moment. “My butt is ticklish?”

It makes her giggle, “that is a good one. My sides and the bottom of my feet are ticklish too.”

“Tell your partner what you like about them; be very honest this time, saying things that you might not say to someone you've just met,” Spencer reads the question back from memory, “don’t be afraid to be too honest.”

“I like that you know how I feel but I hate that you’ve been hurt. I like how you listen to me, and I really like how comfortable you make me feel. I’m almost naked in your bed right now and I know you’d never, ever hurt me, and I haven’t felt that in a really long time.”

“I like that you are indulging me in the dream of becoming a husband and a dad one day… most people say it’ll happen but they never picture it. No one has ever said yeah id have your kids. I like that you know what you want and you’re actively looking for it.”

She moves up so she can hold his face in her hands, “only 7 more. Is it working?”

He nods, “my most embarrassing moment is the time I had a wet dream on the work jet.”

She laughs and then covers her mouth in panic, “I’m sorry that’s not funny.”

“It is, it’s fine,” he smiles. “I was dreaming about kissing this actress we helped, she actually did kiss me in the pool, so I guess it was bound to happen.”

She leans in and presses her lips against his, holding his cheeks in her hands his wrap around her waist as he holds her there. She peppers smaller kisses to his lips before pulling back, “we both cried in front of each other already today, so next question.”

“Tell me what you like about me already?”

Her hands trail his chest and down towards his boxers, he’s hard again from just kissing and she smirks, “this is promising.”

His hand on her back unclips her bra, “I love boobs, not even going to lie. They are my weakness.”

She pushes the straps down and tosses her bra aside, pressing her naked chest against his, she moves on. “What, if anything, is too serious to be joked about?”

“Being called insane, saying I'm seeing things, or acting crazy, those are things I don’t like to be told because they make my anxiety worse.”

“Noted,” she smiles. “I talk to myself a lot so get ready for that.”

“Okay,” he smiles, she’s way too easy to be real.

“I don’t want to mention my last husband from here on out, I think if I get married again I will never tell anyone I have a first husband,” she’s firm in her words.

“Technically, Y/N Garcia has never had a husband,” he reminds her.

Her face lights up at the realization, “you’re right.”

“If you were to die this evening with no opportunity to communicate with anyone, what would you most regret not having told someone? Why haven't you told them yet?” Spencer asks.

“I regret not screaming at my ex before I disappeared but I wanted to live.”

He hums, understanding how it feels. “There isn’t anyone in specific I’ve wanted to tell this to, but I wanted to kill people when I was in prison. It made me really angry being in there and I let myself dream about killing people who hurt me and then I almost did kill someone.”

“Remember what you said about bad guys?” She whispers a helpful tip, “even the worst people deserve to have a chance at life. And you’re not hardly as bad as the worst people you’ve met.”

“You’re right,” he agrees. “Thank you.”

“This place burns down, what’s one thing you’d run back inside for? Outside of people and animals…” she asks the 3rd last question.

“The book Maeve gave me.”

“The girlfriend who died?” She confirms, and he nods. “If my place with Penelope burned down, I just want my necklace and I don’t take it off that often.”

“The next question is interesting,” Spencer thinks about it, “Of all the people in your family, whose death would you find most disturbing, and why?”

“I’m glad I wasn’t at the mall with my parents, if I saw them get shot it would hurt more,” she whispers. “I’m sorry you had to see Maeve die like that.”

“In a way, I’m glad I saw Maeve get shot, otherwise I wouldn’t have believed it. She never felt real to me and then she was dead…”

She just hums, “Share a personal problem and ask your partner's advice on how he or she might handle it,” she whispers the last question.

“Also, ask your partner to reflect to you how you seem to be feeling about the problem you have chosen,” Spencer adds in the second half.

“I need to find a place to stay now that I’m here, I don’t want to keep living with Penelope. As much as I love her, I want my own place,” Y/N admits.

“I think I’m in love with this girl that I just met and I don’t know if it’s too soon to ask her to look for a house with me?” Spencer pretends to sigh, “she’s super cool and I think we’d make some nice kids. I would love some advice.”

“Has she told you she loves you yet?” She teases.

Spencer shakes his head. “I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you, too, Spencer,” she replies, leaning in one more time to kiss him.

It’s deeper this time, she breathes him in and rests her forehead against his as she breathes between them.

“How did that work?” She whispers, truly amazed at how easy it was.

He shrugs, “it’s a good questionnaire.”

“You were really honest, your heart is really pure and I would like to get to know you more, but I feel like I know everything?” She shakes her head while she talks, overthinking all the things she has learned, “I don’t even know what could be left?”

“My birthday is October 28th?” He whispers, “we have a lot to discover yet.”

—

When she doesn’t come home in the morning, Penelope knows she’s at Reid’s house. She just doesn’t expect to walk in and find them naked in Reid’s bed, out cold and cuddled together with their clothes all over the room.

It looks like something happened. If only she knew the truth.

“Oh my god?” Penelope’s voice wakes them up and Spencer scrambles to make sure they are covered by his blankets.

“What are you doing here?” Y/N shouts as she wakes up.

“I came to see if you were okay. I expected one of you to be on the couch, I didn’t think it went this good?”

“We just slept in the same bed, I promise,” Spencer turned bright red as he panicked, “we just got to know each other and talked all night, in what we normally sleep in.”

“Uh-huh,” Penelope smirks, “so I take it the 36 questions worked?”

“Perhaps,” Y/N smirks back at her sister.

“Do you use it on many people?”

“No one has made it past the first question,” she smiles at him instead, kissing his cheek as Penelope watches.

“That’s my queue to go, um… yeah, wow, I didn’t see this happening so fast,” Penelope is shocked but in the best way.

She leaves just as fast as she arrived and Y/N settles back into Spencer the second she closes the bedroom door. “You know, if she’s not going to believe us we might as well do it? If you accidentally get me pregnant then we can move fast and no one will question it.”

He laughs, “accidentally, is the key word there.”

“My parents made me at prom after crushing on each other for 2 years… I think knowing each other for 2 days isn’t the weirdest way to start a family?”

“Honestly,” Spencer lets out a sigh and her happy mood drops to a more serious one. “I was a little worried that we’d wake up this morning and you’d change your mind.”

“Why?”

“In the heat of the moment, learning everything about each other and saying I love you was really exhilarating, but I have a hard time believing it,” he admits, “not many people mean it, or stay around after they tell me they love me.”

She cuddles back into the crook of his neck and holds him as tightly as possible, wrapping a leg around him for optimal coverage, “I am staying right here, because I love you, Spencer.”

“Okay,” he whispers. Sounding like he still doesn’t believe it.

“I love you because you’re honest, you want what I want and you’re truly kind. You’re friends with my sister, you’re smart, you would make a great dad, you won't hurt me, you are really nice to cuddle with, and I know you mean it when you say you love me because it’s not a word you use lightly.”

“Are you my girlfriend now?” He wonders aloud, “cause if you really want to have a kid, I have my mom's old wedding ring in my closet, and I would rather be married to you before we do that?”

“Okay,” she whispers, tears welling in her eyes as she hides her face in his neck, “the courthouse is literally just down the road?”

“We can get breakfast together after?” Spencer adds, rubbing her back as they plan, he wasn’t scared anymore.

“Penelope will kill me if she’s not there, can we have her as our witness?” Y/N finally sits up to look at him, pulling away to sit on the bed, still shirtless.

His smile while he tries to keep eye contact with her is so funny, she giggles a little as she hides her nipples behind her palms and cups her boobs.

“I’m pretty sure she’s still in my living room,” Spencer giggles, “Penelope!?”

She comes back in then, “yes?”

“We’re going to the courthouse to get married, wanna come?” Y/N asks with an embarrassed smile.

“Yes!” She cheers, “I’ll go get you a dress!”

And then she’s off again, this time actually leaving Spencer’s apartment. “What if we don’t tell Derek, and let him hit on me next week anyway?

“Then you can say ‘sorry I have a husband,’ and he’ll body slam me to the floor,” Spencer laughs nervously, “the whole team is going to be so pissed they missed my wedding…”

She frowns, “send out a mass text, tell them to meet us at the court house, it’s their day off right?”

“You’re right,” he smiles.

This was going to be interesting.

—

Walking out of the courthouse, hand in hand, she’s in a white dress, he’s in a suit he’d probably wear to work, Penelope is crying and the whole team is waiting outside for them.

At the bottom of the courthouse steps, they all clap and cheer, throwing rice at them like an old movie, Spencer’s smiling so hard his cheeks are burning. Y/N introduces herself to everyone, hugged over and over by everyone she should have met 15 years ago.

Derek is tapping his foot, waiting for Spencer to come and hug him, “what the fuck?” He asks as Spencer steps into his space, wrapping his arms around him and shaking his back and forth.

“Nice try, I’ll give you $20 as a thank you,” Spencer teases as he pulls away. “She is perfect.”

JJ and Will are busy talking to Y/N when he turns around, Mike and Henry not far behind them. Spencer walks over and wraps Henry up in his arms, the kid was growing way too fast, Spencer loved him so much it hurt sometimes.

“Y/N, this is my godson,” Spencer introduces them, “Henry, this is Y/N.”

She gives him a big hug too, “do you have any cousins, Henry?”

“No, but I was 8 when Michael was born,” he smiles, “and I’m getting old enough to be a good babysitter?”

Spencer laughed, messing up Henry’s hair quickly with a smile, “I’m sure by the time you’re a cousin you’ll be great.”

They take a group photo outside, Spencer and Y/N in the middle, everyone was smiling. It was the first time all of them had been in a photo together, the entirety of Spencer’s found family. Now they were Y/N’s too.

She hyphenated her last name, Y/N Garcia-Reid, and their kids would share the same one. He was not only about became a father thanks to Y/N, but Penelope would also become an Aunt once more. It was like a gift that kept on giving, seeing Spencer and Y/N create a little family of their own.

—

She cried her eyes out when she met Diana. She wasn’t expecting to be so emotional, but then Diana was lucid and very welcoming and sweet.

“It’s going to be a pleasure having you as my daughter,” Diana smiles, thinking it was just a nice thing to say.

Y/N cries and holds her so tight Diana almost can’t breathe but she lets her hold her as long as she needs to, “thank you.”

“You’re welcome?”

“I haven’t had someone to call mom since I was 14,” Y/N whispers, “if that’s okay?”

Diana hugs her just a little too tight in response, “you can call me mom whenever you want.”

“Just until you become a grandma,” she whispers again as she pulls back and Diana’s attention snaps to Spencer.

“Are you trying?”

He nods, “we want kids, we’re not getting any younger.”

Diana wraps him up in a hug and he almost falls off his chair at the sheer force of it, she was so happy for him. She knew this was all he’s ever wanted; because he would be good at it, he had all this love in his heart, and he wanted to show his father how easy it is to stay.

“You’re going to be a great dad, Spencer,” she holds his cheeks as she pulls away, “I’m proud of you.”

He cried. It’s all he’s wanted from her, and now he has everything right here in this room.

—

When they find out they’re pregnant after the first try, it’s really funny to them. It was all working so well, it was a little too much for them at first. They were looking for a house, she was looking for a permanent teaching job but Spencer convinced her to wait until after the baby is born to go back.

They name her Morgan Garcia-Reid as a thank you for Derek’s little bet, and before she’s even 6 months old they’re pregnant again. By the time they have 4 kids under 5 they take a break and just enjoy their little family.

To think Derek gave them 7 days to fall in love… and then they lived happily ever after.

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[pyroclastic727]

Is Amity autistic?

In the Owl House fandom, we hear a lot about how Luz is written to be ADHD. Now I would like to present the flipside: Amity is coded as autistic.

Here’s the breakdown.

Amity is touch-averse. “BuT aMiTy ToUcHeS LuZ aLL tHe TiMe” nice try. The key to autistic touch-aversion is only being okay with touch when she initiates it. And that totally matches up with Amity. See, Amity is really happy when she initiates touch with Luz. She’s also cool with it when Luz holds her hand after standing near her for enough time that Amity can predict an incoming touch. That’s because Amity consents to that touch and expects it.

But when other people touch her? She doesn’t take kindly to that. When Luz initially bumped into her at Covention, she snapped at her and degraded her. Even when she bumped into Luz in Enchanting Grom Fright, her initial instinct was to snap at Luz, since she didn’t expect to be touched. When Hooty touched Amity’s face without consent, she flipped out and beat him up. Not even Lilith beat Hooty up when he wrapped her up in his mucus-filled tube, but Amity gave Hooty the injuries we all wanted to see him with, because he breached her boundaries without her consent. Even as late as the last episode, Amity fell over when her face got close to Luz’s on the bleachers, because she didn’t expect it.

Amity stims. Okay, this one took me a while to catch, since most of the time, Amity is very controlled with her actions. This symptom isn’t very intense; her senses aren’t understimulated too often, and she really only does it when she’s really excited.

Mainly, when Luz offered to carry her. While she adorably scrambled for words, she also flapped her hands against her legs. At first I thought it was just a cute thing she did, but there’s more to it. She was so excited to be held by Luz that it showed up in her hands flapping...a common stim. With Amity feeling more comfortable around her new friends than the old ones, I wouldn’t be surprised to see more stimming in the future.

Amity always has The Mask as her expression. You know, the one with her eyes half-lidded, eyebrows raised, mouth slightly downturned. I also call it the Resting Blight Face, for...reasons.

At first I thought it was just a way to hide her true emotions, since her parents are assholes. But even though Luz makes her feel accepted, she keeps doing it. It’s more like...you know that feeling when you’re thinking really hard, or uncomfortable, or ashamed, or even just relaxed, and you can’t think of which expression to wear quickly enough, so you put on an unreadable one to tide people over? Apparently most people don’t do that, since allistic people tend to have expressions for those feelings, ones that arise naturally.

Another symptom of autism is having hard-to-read expressions, or being less expressive. In Amity’s case, it’s the fact that she doesn’t see a need to have an expression in calmer moments, so she just uses her usual expression.   

Amity hyperfixates. This has several facets, so I’ll break this down.

She initially hyperfixated on school. And that’s how she became top student. Amity Blight is who you would mistake for a “gifted student.” But make no mistake...she is not gifted, and gifted is a bullshit label used to overexert people and force them to keep school as their special interest for their entire lives (and I may have a bit of a vendetta against it). Anyways, we already know she’s a perfectionist. My theory is that Amity originally was hyperfocused on school--the Abominations track, to be exact--and that’s part of how she got so good. Then, her focus shifted, but the school expected her to keep being top student. Cue the perfectionism; she was no longer able to focus on school like she wanted to, but everyone expected her to, so she got insecure about it.

She hyperfixates on Azura, just like Luz did. Yeah, she keeps it secret from the world, for most of the time. But she definitely likes Azura a lot. I mean, she started to reconsider her opinion on Luz when Luz offered her an Azura book. She destroyed her jock career because she tried to use an Azura move in real-life Grudgby. Her interest in Azura is long-lived, starting about the time that her interest in school would have expired (which would explain why she stayed closeted). And we can’t ignore the fact that she sees Azura in Luz and is definitely enjoying the parallels between herself and her fictional counterpart. (Which might not be a coincidence, but that’s an entirely different theory).

She hyperfixates on Luz. Yes, part of this is a crush. But a lot of us have watched Amity’s personality go from alpha bitch to cutest little bean in the Boiling Isles, all thanks to Luz’s influence. Lumity is not a rivals-to-lovers speedrun due to bad writing, it’s due to Amity hyperfixating. She’s already extremely introspective, going so far as to keep a diary where she analyzes and makes sense of herself. It’s not a stretch to say that she identified the faults that kept her from Luz and worked hard to change those off-screen. 

Amity keeps a journal. To me, this seems like masking. You see, Amity is what people would consider to be high-functioning, since she can pass for allistic. But in order to do this, she has to put in significant effort on her part. See, when she does something that makes it so she doesn’t pass, she just sees it as a problem (since she probably doesn’t know about autism, and she passes well enough that she would totally be undiagnosed). Then she tries to fix the problem, in order to keep being perfect. 

Amity has awkward body language. Thanks to the journal and other ways of masking, you don’t see this early on. But once she feels comfortable enough around Luz to let her guard down...she completely forgets boundaries. To review: in episodes 15-17, she throws herself at Luz, holds her formal rival’s hand for 24.71 seconds, blushes every time she sees Luz, and loudly declares her thirsty thoughts about Luz in uniform before literally running away. While some of this can be seen as normal gal pal things or crush things...you’d think a repressed wlw like Amity would try very hard not to touch Luz, so as to avoid being outed. Or at least she would do less of that stuff, so as to respect Luz’s boundaries the way she wants her boundaries to be respected. But that’s not the case, since she straight-up misses a lot of social cues. And since she feels comfortable around Luz, she doesn’t feel the pressure to be so paranoid about the cues, and can be her awkward self. From her point of view, she probably sees it as being freed from her parents’ judgment.

Amity takes things literally, sometimes. Now, this doesn’t happen all the time, since she isn’t heavily affected by this autistic trait. But when Luz says “I’m picking up what you’re putting down” and Amity says “I’m not putting down anything” and looks down...she not only missed the conclusion Luz drew from her words, but also assumed a literal meaning from her words. I can’t come up with many other instances of this, mostly because this doesn’t happen often. I would assume that Amity missed these a lot early on, and learned how to mask/identify them.

Amity is easily upset when things don’t go as planned. Let’s review these. In the library, she gets really mad at Luz when they end up stitched to a book, and it takes Luz’s sweet personality to get Amity to loosen up and laugh over it. When she goes to practice magic, and Luz steals her wand and uses it to get her siblings kidnapped, Amity locks Luz in a cage and assumes that she will get badly injured if she tries to fix the problems she caused. When Luz comes to her school, she panics and focus on how that doesn’t change anything. When she burns Willow’s mind, she appears absolutely terrified of being punished, flinching and bracing for impact when Luz finds her near the memories, constantly trying to distract Luz as they work together to save Willow, and hiding behind Luz when she confronts the Inner Willow. When Luz asks her to join her in Grudgby, Amity doesn’t initially agree, instead taking much more of the episode to come to terms with her involvement in it.

Amity likes predictability. She’s not attached to routines, but she does like being able to expect things. If she makes a plan for the day, she expects that day to adhere to that plan, and she doesn’t respond well when it changes. When Luz comes to her school, she focus on how that doesn’t change anything...not how that would ruin things or complicate things. Whenever she gets involved in Luz’s shenanigans, she either gets angry, scared, or takes a while to accept it. In a broader sense, she takes a while to accept that Luz and her shenanigans are a permanent fixture in her life--sixteen episodes, to be exact.

Finally, it would make for some excellent representation. An ADHD Dominican-American bisexual protagonist is pretty groundbreaking. But an ADHD Dominican-American bisexual protagonist girl who dates an autistic wlw witch girl from another dimension is exactly the kind of intersectional representation you’d expect to see from an unrestricted Owl House crew.

...Now, this might just be me hardcore projecting. I’m a little scared to post this because I don’t know how much of this is me reading into imaginary things, or trying to convince myself that Amity is like me. Feel free to debate/disprove me or support me in the comments. 

[goofyhoffy]

known stranger | jjk | Chapter 1

people say your bestfriend's rival is your rival too. But what if you fall for your rival.

✿ Pairing :  Jungkook × female reader, Jimin × best friend reader

✿ Genre : enemies to lovers, stranger au, personal assistant au, manager au, mutual au.

✿ Summary : always seen him around your mutual friend, but one day you  noticed the known face. Everyone find you so interesting that they always want to be your best friend, yet you never find anyone close to your heart. Jimin your so called bestfriend gone through the worse break up but instead of caring him you fall for his rival. You never thought of liking someone who would beat your bestfriend, but you fall for Jungkook there. Unfortunately, Jungkook became your personal assistant who hated you the most for supporting Jimin. What if Jungkook also wants you back?

✿ Warnings : fluff, strong languages, reader is a psychopath, angst, anxiety, anxiousness, double faced, bullying, overthinking, mean people, Jimin here is the meanest, ignoring, explicit, smut, fake friends, manager and personal assistant au, mutual friend, swearing, filled with flirty lines, rival, lovey dovey, break up, makeout, humiliation, oneshot, texting.

✿ Series : a drabble fanfiction of 3 sets

✿ Word Limit : 5 k+

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✿ Author's note : wishing you many happy returns of the day, kook. I thought of making this fanfic a oneshot but my mind never cooperates with me. So, here I'm again with my drabble series. Read it and let me know if you liked it. To get add on taglist, send an ask.

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"See, I changed your contact name to 'Bestie' , it's looking perfect dude." Jimin rejoiced. You just gladly looked at his phone screen with your two owl eyes. "Now, you also need to change my contact name in your phone to 'bestie'. Do it fast, I'm waiting, piggy."  Jimin said happily.

"Ya, I'll do it later some day." You weirdly smiled at him. It's always been like that. Jimin being too clingy, always said that you're his best friend, his own girl, whom he adores the most. But somewhere you never felt that. You never denied him of being your friend or you can say your best friend but you always hesitated to accept. You never called him sweetly, never even seen him like your bestfriend but something less than that. A vibe just didn't match with him. Yet, he was always the one who texted you, asked for hanging out, call you by pet names, always loved you, always treat you like his bestfriend. You never showed this emotions neither you did denied all that .

"You always do this things. You know, you're always first for me. First priority,____(y/n)." Jimin sighed.

"Ya, always first. But-" you got intreuppted by him.

This Areum gonna kill me one day. This girl already broke up with me but still cling to me." Jimin said while checking his phone. Few weeks ago, Jimin had a worst broke up. More likely, a betrayal kinda thing happened with him. Before that he was so happy, bright and always busy with his girlfriend. And never ever asked you how were you back then. There you got it, how really a toxic person he was. That's why, you never wanted to call him your special person. Cause after every break up he only comes to you. And during his relationship phase he never even asked you nor did he talk to you. A complete stranger basically.

" Why don't you just ignore her. Block her if she's distrubing you so much." You said.

"I did, but still. Well, she's only for fun. She also have fun making out with me and I do the same. So no problem." Jimin chuckled.

"Also fun when she calls his boyfriend and his friends to beat you up as you're assign of molesting her." You rolled your eyes.

"____, you clearly know that. You have seen that. She was the first who directed me to kiss her , touch her and everything. But later that bitch just called her bodyguard boyfriend to help her out. It's only a strategy for breaking up with me." Jimin sighed.

"Then, why did you do the same thing again Jimin? Just leave her. It really feel bad to see your friend suffering." You asked.

"Bestfriend not friend." Jimin corrected.

"Whatever. Do you want to have red stamps on your ass again?" You sighed.

"No, but I can't. That time I was so mad at Areum so I didn't do any harm to her boyfriend. Unless I would have kicked him in nuts." Jimin giggled.

"Everything is not a joke, Jimin." You rolled your eyes as you left for your daily shift.

◉

You got freahen up after a hectic day at your work. After taking good hot shower, you sat on your bed and checked your phone. You glared at how many messages Jimin had sent you to ask about your day, your mood, what's you're doing and stuff like that. You completely ignored it. Sometimes you feel that, the boy put so much of his time on you just to get some friendly love from you. But at the second thought, you imagine all those moments when he ignored you, your texts, your calls for hours and days just because he don't need you.

At last you saw the flooded messages at the new group chat you got added. You don't have enough patience to read what the group chat was about and who were the members. So, you directly called the one who added you.

It's Bora, who added you. Your long lost another best friend. Who also treated you like her best friend but you never like being her friend. But you felt so glad that someone still remembered you. You called her.

"Hello!"  You nervously chuckled.

"____, I missed you bub. Don't you missed me sweets?" Bora excitedly asked.

"Sure. I-I mean I did. A lot. Bora." You weirdly smiled

"Then you're definitely coming to the Mall? Don't you?" Bora asked.

"Mall? About what?" You asked.

"I added you to the gc dude. Checked that. Everyone is coming. Please you also need to come. I have many things to talk about you." Bora pleased.

"I saw that, that's why I called you. Cool idea! Definitely gonna come Bora." You said.

"Call me sunshine. Okayy, tomorrow at eight at evening near the south mall. Don't be late. We all will be there." Bora said happily.

"Sure sunshine. I'll be there promise. Good night. Meet you tomorrow." You said cheerfully.

You're kinda excited to meet your old goldies. Not to lie but you missed them so much. All the shit they talk, crazyness they do and everything about them is all you need right now. You missed Bora in real. Like, in days she was so toxic that gives you anxiety unnecessarily but still she missed you. You always love the person who mentioned you anywhere unless or untill it's Jimin.

At the Mall, you're already late to go their after your hectic schedule. But still you're not late as it's only nine and they asked you to be their till eight. But you always a late lateefa. More like a queen for whom everyone waits. You saw Bora, and ran cheerfully towards her.

"Sunshine!" You sang.

"_____, again late." Bora exclaimed arrogantly.

"Really sorry Bora. Tell me if I missed anything." You asked.

"Everything. Legit everything." Bora said.

"Why? I'll cry dude." You sighed

"Everyone already gone for movie. I'm just here to wait for you girl. Thank me." Bora rolled her eyes

"Then let's go for the movie. We can join the movie." You cheerfully smiled.

"Wait. I didn't call you here to hangout with you. I need to tell you many things." Bora said.

"Then whom we're waiting for. Let's have some goosip coffee, Sunshine." You chuckled as both of you just walked upto the near counter coffee shop. There you sat the same place you used to and have endless laughter.

She explained how she's going to marry the man of her dreams. Tells you everything about what happening in every one's life and their love life. During your old days to, Bora was the one who tells you all the goosip and love life of others. She was so much interested in other life than her own. Unfortunately you were always the one who used to hear all those boring goosips. You were never interested, neither you are now interested.

As the weather is getting happier the dark clouds surrounds the mood. You saw Areum and his Boyfriend Seokjin was also there at the mall. They're strolling down the Mall with grabbing eachother hands. They looked so happy. But you felt so bad for his boyfriend Seokjin. He never knew the actual face of Areum. You have seen after Jimin's break up also, she used to make out with him. Jimin share each and everything about that. How she bite his upper lip so much and how she was acting that everything was good and still were together. Jimin was an actual fool and you knew that. He didn't understand that, the thing which he was telling fun and gain is actually the entire opposite. Areum was all having fun with her new rich boyfriend and having a good physical life with Jimin. But here Jimin was always so sad because of her. She's an actual bitch  and act like an innocent fool.

"Bora, this is the girl I'm talking about." You pointed at Areum indirectly.

"She was Jimin's girlfriend? Ew. I always know he had a bad taste." Bora said.

"See the boy beside her, he's her new boyfriend. A total bitch." You fumed. As both of you sitting at the corner of the coffee cafe looking at them and goosiping.

"That's Seokjin. Lord." Bora yelled.

"You know him?" You asked.

"For sure. He's the friend of Jungkook. That boy is way too flirt." She giggled.

"Jungkook? You mean that boy?" You asked.

"Ya, remember during the high school party I invited him. You met him quite a few time, ____" she said.

"Wait. There's a  Long story about him also dude. Let me finish." You chuckled as you sipped your cold brew.

You explained her how during the break up of Jimin and Areum, she called her new boyfriend. With his new boyfriend there was Jungkook there to threaten Jimin. You had witnessed all the threatening Jungkook given. The way he said 'back off your little ass' , 'fuck another girlfriend, leave Areum' , 'seokjin is like my brother, if anything happens to her girl I won't leave you". All his aggression, confidence in his eyes and a way of firece. Not to mention you liked it.

All this years, you have seen Jungkook. You have seen him in the partis, malls and streets. But after he threatened your bestfriend, you kind of liked him. After that you noticed him in real. How he was flexing his arms while talking to Jimin, how he was rolling his eyes, how he was just standing there looking immensely handsome. With the white t-shirt on and cargo pants, he was looking handsome. That's the first time you actually noticed him.

You really felt bad for Jimin that all the boys get over him. But a certain part of your giggling to recalling all the moment of Jungkook. You never talked to him, neither he took an interest on you. You both were just a known stranger to each other. Known by the faces and stranger by the identity.

At the end of the meet and greet day, you were on your way to outside. Bora was with you. You both were laughing. You met with other old friends too after so long. You took some good memories photo and you felt so good at the end.

"Bora! Hey!" Someone shouted at Bora who was standing beside you at the exit of the mall. She looked back and realized it's Jungkook.

"Hey, Kook. You're here." She giggled.

"Come here with Seokjin. You too here?" Jungkook asked.

"Yeah, with _____(y/n). Meet my bestu." She pointed at you.

"I see." Jungkook just rolled his eyes on you. It's completely like ignoring you. You also completely just looked at your phone to cut off eye contact. It was like ignoring both of their conversation.

You know why he always looked so uninterested on you. After Jimin's broke up, you took Jimin's side and then all those so called cold war started. He absolutely hate you because you opposed him and supported your friend. But you know you were correct. But that never mean that you could not have a crush on him.

His dark hairs falling at his eyes with the little puppy eyes look immensely fierce. His everything is quite recognisable and you remembered each of the detailed about him. But always a guilt that you never spoke to him. You wanted to but his expression kills your inner whore.

"Then spend time with Seokjin. Meet me soon." Bora said.

"Cool. You also spend time with your bestu. I'll meet you soon." Jungkook greeted as he left both of you alone. He gave you a scary look before leaving which you clearly noticed but rolled your eyes.

◉

You entered at your work place. That day you had a lot of work to do. So, you piled up all the papers needed for the work. Basically, you were working as a manager in a hotel as you want to have enough money to publish your book. You work daily so hard to accomplish all your dreams to be a writer. Being a manager you saved enough for your book and have enough to spend the rest on your own. Your work was always way to comfortable for you.

"Good Morning,____." Your boss entered at your work place and greeted you.

"Good morning boss. Do you need something?" You asked.

"I want you to meet someone. Kook! Come in." He shouted to call someone. As he called, a guy entered in the room and it's none other than Jungkook itself.

"Meet Jungkook. From now onwards he will assist you. Your personal assistant." He said.

"Dad! I'm not anyone's assistant here. I'm not doing this thing." Jungkook barked angrily.

"You have to think about that before the car accident. To be more sincere, you have to work as an assistant until or unless I'm sure you can do something on your own." Your boss hissed. You never knew that Jung kook was son of your boss. Your boss looked quite young for a big boy like Jungkook. And never did Jungkook had been in this five star hotel you worked at. You were quite shocked while giggling inside that he had to assist you. That's mean proper supremacy.

"But dad -" Jungkook been cut off by him.

"Meet _____(y/n). I really want you to work with her. She's sincere as well as profound at her work. I think you will be a good Manager -  assistant thing." You boss said. As he mentioned your name , Jungkook looks at you. He was as stun as you.

"Thanks Boss. Hello Mr. Jeon Jungkook." You greeted and try to be as professional as you want to stop him from invading in your personal life.

"Now, you both can start your work. I'm leaving." You boss said as he left your work place leaving you and Jungkook alone.

For few minutes it was like a dread silence. Only your computer making the typing sound. You don't know how to start a conversation. The only thing you know was that you should be professional with him. No perosnal talks. Only see him as your assistant or more like your boss's son. Jungkook was there right behind you still astonished and don't know from where to start. He was already feeling so sad about being someone's assistant but it made worse after realising it's you. You were his manager. Internally he hated you, but you liked him. You know he hated so much. But neither you had talked to him nor he talked to you. It was an internal war of friendship. Because both of your mutual friends were rivals. So, you both also knew you have to be each other rivals too.

"You work here?" Jungkook smirked.

"Yes, Mr. Jeon. As you're my assistant now, I'll teach what you have to do." You weirdly smiled.

"I'm not your assistant first of all. It's for my dad sake. Or I would never have to work here." Jungkook arrogantly said.

"It's okay Mr. Jeon. But I have to abide by my boss rules." You said.

"What's with Mr. Jeon? Don't you know me?" Jungkook asked smirkingly.

"Do I?" You asked.

"Dude, you're Bora's as well as Jimin's bestfriend. I clearly have seen you hundreds of times. Don't deny that you never have seen me." Jungkook smirked.

"Sorry, Mr. Jeon. But I'm at my work place. No perosnal talks please." You hesitantly said. You felt like a large piece of stone got off from your heart. You never want to talk to him about your personal matters or it would go real wrong.

"Stop calling me Mr. Jeon for God sake. Call me Jungkook." He ranted.

"Okay, Mr. Jungkook. Anything you like." You said.

" God! You're so annoying dude. No more formalities please. Jungkook only." Jungkook yelled at you. You know how to annoy people. You were just testing his patience and as expected he was way more patienceless than you have thought.

"Okay Jungkook. Call me _____(y/n) then." You smirked.

"Whatever." Jungkook rolled his eyes as he sits at the table.

He was on his phone through out you were working. You thought of giving him some work. But the way he was sitting, getting annoyed by you and those priceless smiles across his face whenever he was playing in his phone. You can't deny but you want to admire him all day long. You and Jungkook was all alone in the room. No one was there. You were working on your files and peeping at him when he was not looking at you.

"Dude, give me some work or something. I'm getting bored." Jungkook sighed as he put his phone aside and looked at you.

"I thought you don't want to work! But sure, being your manager I'll give some work to do." You proudly said.

"Only for my dad. And also I'm bored so thought doing something with you." Jungkook said.

"Something with me?" You asked. Your sarcasm is way too knowledgeable to your friends. How you turn simple things to some random jokes.

"I-I mean some work with you." Jungkook stumbled.

You told him everything he have to do. All the rules and regulations he had to follow. But at all your words he just rolled his eyes. That kind of annoying to you and you want to beat the shit out of him. But you can be a bigger annoyance than him. And you decide to be one. As Jungkook would never find you interesting or beautiful but you would force him to do so.

After the work, when you finished all your daily work and wrote down all the things you have to do tomorrow on your diary. You were ready to go to your home and work in your book and have some delicious coffee.

"Jungkook now you're good to go. See you tomorrow." You greeted him with a smile.

"So, now what are you gonna do?" Jungkook asked.

"We did all the work today so early. So, now you can go home and so do I." You said.

"Go home! Don't you have anywhere to go? Hangout or parties?" Jungkook chuckled devilishly.

"I prefer home Jungkook. Meet you tomorrow." You said and you're on your way to exit.

"Wait ____. I'm trying to start a conversation. And you're only ignoring me." Jungkook yelled.

"I'm not ignoring. It's just I have pile of work to do." You laughed

"So, if your professional life ended can we talk about your personal life?" Jungkook asked jokingly.

"No. I don't want to." You said as you left the venue for your home. Jungkook was standing there all astonished that why you react like that. Thinks if he asked you something wrong.

As soon as you reached home, you got a text from an unknown number.

You're internally giggling and smirking that it was not you who texted first but it was him. You were happy that finally you got his number. But still you don't want to show that you liked him or anything. You just want to be professional with him so that he'll beg you to talk to him. You're way too annoying and you want to show that to him. You now just want to go tomorrow and annoy him more and more.

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"You did well today. You should be proud of yourself!" You smiled at him.

"I'm always proud of myself. Well, now home?" Jungkook asked.

"Yeah, let me just get my things and we'll be good to go." You said as you packed your bag up.

There Jungkook standing looking at you and your curves. He was really so rude to you at first but now he was cooperating with you. He does everything you told him and obediently he did that. As you were busy packing your things. He grabbed your diary across the table to hand over to you.

But before that he looked through the pages of the diary. First few pages, you marked all your day to day plan. Yet as he turn the pages over he looked the brief description you have pointed about everyone. This was something you do whenever you find someone interesting. You always note down their physical and behavioural characteristics about them. Because in a thought that maybe it'll help you in the near future on your books. You always make your books character with attachment of the real people existed. It's kind of a thing you really like.

"His deep ocean eyes when he looked at his rival. For me it his dark hairs which he glides with his veiny hands." Jungkook louldy sang. As you didn't noticed that Jungkook already have your diary and you're looking for it. But those lines he sang just clicked your mind.

"Jungkook! What the hell? Give me my diary." You shouted at him and punched his arms.

"Dude, I'm giving. Wait, let me read some more." Jungkook chuckled devilishly.

"Give me or I'll leave." You rolled your eyes. As he gave the diary back to you. You look at the pages he turn over and generously you looked at it. Properly examining if he fold any of the pages.

"It's okay. I didn't eat your pages." He rolled his eyes.

"I'll check that up." You arrogantly said as you pick your bag up and left for home.

The lines Jungkook read loudly was actually about him. You have written everything about him which you find interesting. You don't want to reveal your secret that you liked him. But you just wished that he didn't read his name there.

As soon as you went home, you got Jungkook's text. It's now kind of become a routine for you to get text from him at night. The whole day you just spend with him and at night we wished you 'sleep well' to end the day. You can't thank your boss enough for him. He's rude but kind. You're annoying but sweet.

"Today we don't have many work Jungkook. You can take a leave today. " You said as you pile up the papers.

"It's okay, I'll help you." Jungkook nonchantly said.

"Well, I also don't have work. So, I'm leaving already." You chuckled.

"It's only afternoon dude." Jungkook sighed

"So? You're so enthusiastic to work, huh?" You asked.

"For you." Jungkook sighed under his breath.

"Wait. You're free now? Any plans for evening?" He asked.

"No I guess. Will eat and watch something so far." You excitedly said.

"Let's hangout?" Jungkook smirked

"Huh? With whom?" You dumbly asked.

"With me of course dude. You and me. I never have talked to you in person. You always so professional." Jungkook giggled

"Umm... I might be - " you got intreuppted by him.

"Please don't say no. I also want to know why every one wants you be there bestfriend." Jungkook pleased. You really want to go at the first go but you want him to plead to you. And he did, and you accepted that.

"Okay then but home by night." You smiled. 

He accepted and asked you to wait for him till he take his car at the front. You waited for him at the main door. But you saw he forget his phone at the table. And repeatedly his phone just lights up as there were messages flooded on his phone. You decided to peep into it. Your inner detective rises as you checked his phone. You know it's wrong to check anyone's personal thing but he also did first with your diary. You looked at the top messages, it's filled with many flirty girls texts, some work related texts and lastly Seokjin text which popped up as soon as you open it.

Your inner self was burning right then. You thought Jungkook was not like that but you were wrong. He was like that, a total rude brat. But before you he acts like all sweet and flirty. Yet he was totally the different personality in real. He still thinks of you as a ugly and rival person. You can't process what did he mean by 'I'll fuck a pig than you'. You were keep repeating the lines in your head. The more you imagine it, the more your blood was boiling for him. He was traitor or a chameleon who only knows how to changes colour. You can guess how he thinks about you. He only thinks about you as a ugly, little and fatty bestfriend of his rival. You just want to see him and kick him so hard and want to know why he acts like he actually interested in you.

You were already been worse , you don't want anymore to get worst. You only need to go home and drift in your blanket and sleep till you forget that Jungkook is okay to fuck a pig but not you.

You left for your home without greeting Jungkook a bye. You don't want to hangout with him anymore. You now just want him to beg you to fuck him. You're a total psychopath for this. Your ego is far more bigger than anything in this world. Either he should beg you to fuck him or you never will see his face. You know your ways how to do that. As you think, Jungkook already called you to enquire why did you left after promising for hanging out. But you declined the call. He texted you over hundreds time to know what's wrong with you. But neither you did answer. You were completely ignoring him.

The past days you just ignored him, his texts and calls everything. Everytime he comes to talk to you at interval you just passed him. If comes to ask you something you directed him to the other managers. Even ones he asked you why you were acting so differently and ignoring him. But you straight up rolled your eyes on him. He got so annoyed by your actions. He only wants to know if he made some mistakes. But more than the mistakes you feel that it's a double game. He only wants to insult you and nothing else. You also know it's better to stay away from double faced people.

You were at your workplace constantly ignoring Jungkook. You never pick any personal calls during your work. But as it's lunch time and Jimin was calling you, being a good bestfriend you picked it up.

"Bestie! You're at work?" Jimin asked through the phone.

"Umm.. yeah. Anything?" You said.

"Today, I prepared dinner for you. Specially for you. Please come over at my place." Jimin said.

"Ahhh! Jimin! Tonight I can't. There's a lot of undone work." You ranted.

"You always say this things. Shut up, you have to. Else I will pick you up. Okay?" Jimin asked smiling.

"No need to come here. I'll come, it'll be late." You sighed.

"Great bae. Love you always." Jimin sang.

"Meet you tonight. Bye." You said.

"Say it back, piggy." Jimin shouted.

"Ahhhh love you Jimin! Bye." You also sang the same way he did and declined the call. You were already tired and again you have to go there.

Someone was there to noticed all the things you were doing, it's Jungkook. He heard all the talks with Jimin. Heard the way you have a plan tonight with Jimin, the way you sang love you to Jimin and the way you were giggling all the time talking to Jimin and not him. His inner spirit boiled to know you were again talking to that little brat who was his rival and he got jealous that you never hangout with him but you at once get ready to hangout with Jimin. He couldn't sit with his inner boiling ego. He need to ask you what happened, why did you hangout with Jimin and many other questions which a boyfriend need to ask his girlfriend. Time by time there was some sudden urge which keep him engaged with you. It  could be your personality, your way of showing emotions and everything you do. He also fall for you but still didn't know it.

Jungkook just entered the room where you were working and shut the door arrogantly. You were amazed what he just did but without caring much you did your work.

"Working, huh?" He asked. You just nodded a yes.

"Free tonight? Thinking of taking you to any restaurant." Jungkook smirked.

"Busy tonight. Hope you will understand." You rolled your eyes.

"Busy tonight with your boyfriend Jimin, huh?" Jungkook chuckled devilishly. Your eyes just burned to hear that. You frowned.

"Sry, my mistake. I mean your so called best friend Jimin." Jungkook rolled his eyes.

"Jungkook, mind your own business." You shouted. He walk up to you and stand straight right before your face.

"Now,I understand why Jimin broke up with Areum. Jimin got you." He said as he pinned you at the wall. He thoroughly looked into your eyes leaving no gap. His hot steamy breath could be sensed by your cold skin. Each word he spokes makes your heart pound. His wide chest touches your torso. He was furious and angry that time you could clearly guess. But more he come nearer to you. You felt like hugging him. Instead of asking him to leave you, you just glared into his eyes. Both of you were stolen in each other eyes. No one was taking back.

"Love you Jiminiee." Jungkook mimicked you.

"Jungkook, stop it"

"Tell me that you love Jimin and I'll leave."

"What if we stand like this forever." You winked.

"Don't play with me, ____(y/n)" Jungkook smirked as he come closer to your face.

"What if I kiss you now?" You smirkingly said.

"Then do that! Jimin again got a cheater girlfriend. Poor Jimin." Jungkook giggled.

"I'm glad that he didn't get a girlfriend like Areum." You frowned.

"Mind your business. Dare not to speak anything about them." Jungkook arrogantly said.

"Who started, huh? Who's now pinning me? Who's jealous about Jimin? Who wants to take me to dinner? Hear yourself, baby." You playfully winked as you punched him to get off from him. He took a back from you.

"Seokjin is right my taste is real bad. Live with your Jimin happily." Jungkook said.

"First of all he's right to say that. Having a friend like Seokjin shows your taste. Secondly, Jimin is not my boyfriend. Lastly, don't ever dare to talk to me and fuck off." You ranted as you leave the room.

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