#jhon write

[randomboredum]

[welcometotheocverse]

age accurate MIllie gets me emo so fast ngl

[littlemoondarlingswriting]

Summary: It was almost 2 am when Mark heard his missing coworker fighting with someone before going to the showers, despite his fears, curiosity got the better of him and he followed Ezra to the showers.

Tws: blood, implied rough sex

Word count: 3036 words

[littlemoondarling]

Story info: 2,398 words

Tw: Anxiety Attacks, Bullying, Internalised ableism, Ableism, Transphobia, Internalised Transphobia, Minor Self Harm, Age Difference (17 and 19)

Summary: It has been an exhausting week for Ezra filled with pain and misery, but that all changes when he gets to spend some quality time with his favorite colleague.

This one is posted especially for my dearest @just-a-wholesome-rabbit

[putonmyfavoriteshow]

Paint The Music Bonus:

(also the way this last scene could literally be a coming out scene)

[liaminina]

The P-Pop Alphabet

A is for Aiah And her seven friends Who promised to stay together Till the very end.

B is for Blaster Blasting off into space And dreaming of sleeping in its cosmic embrace.

C is for Cayabyab And the tunes he devises His lyrics amaze, his melody mesmerizes.

D is for Darren And his heart-throbbing song E is for Eraserheads Jamming along.

F is for Felip Who strikes like thunder G is for Gary, his Pure Energy is wonder.

H is for Hajji With the rhythm in his soul I is for Imogen Who brings her innocence and joy to all.

J is for Josh The King of the Night And also for Justin Who basks in the sunlight.

K is for KZ, the Soul Supreme L is for Lani Who holds her in high esteem.

M is for Maymay Bisaya born and raised She loves to dance And will leave you in a daze.

N is for Nery Whose talent sprouts His music heals When feeling down and out.

O is for Ogie Who writes non-stop He can do anything, from Ballad to Pop.

P is for Pablo Who shines like the moon. No road is too long, with Dusty he'll get there soon.

Q is for Queen Sarah, her crown shines bright R is for Regine The songbird taking flight

S is for Stell Who won't hold back T is for Tabudlo Whose name is Zack.

U is for Unique A really odd creature His diamond-shaped glasses Are his special feature.

V is for VXON Always in control Nobody can resist them — They're on a roll.

W is for WRIVE Who have an unbreakable bond X marks the spot — The stage they first stood on.

Y is for Yonting Who has the drive to fulfill his dream And Z is for Zild Who loves wearing costumes on Halloween.

[dcxdpdabbles]

I was listening to cell block tango and it made me think of Danny's ex

Danny: I loved Bruce more than I could possibly say, he was a real empathic guy, sensitive, a hero

He left me to "go find himself" and on the way he found Talia, Selina,Harvey, Clark, Vikie, Julie,Diana,Sasha,Rachel,Jezebel,Charlotte, Mallory,Vesper,Chase-

Bruce: Danny I-

Danny: I'm not done you sluty whore! -Linada,Dinha,Oliver,Silver,Natalia, Amina,April,Bekka,Jaina,Hal,Dawn,Lorna,Jillian, Shondra,Zatana,Andrea,Jhon,Natalya,Bethanie, Barry,Arthur...

(Thank you DC database for the list of batman's love interest and this beautiful quote:"[..]Batman's unwillingness or inability to maintain a relationship longer than the Batmobile's paint job.")

I ADORE THIS! I love how you fit the lyrics and I swear I heard it being sung in my head.

Danny is the embodiment of this song. Bruce's side of the story is very complicated (and if I write it correctly, hopefully justifiable), but he did, in fact, find comfort in many different arms afterwards.

[sailforvalinor]

Buckle up, kids (and spoilers incoming)

The story follows a bunch of kids/young adults (rule one: never ask how old anyone is in this show, they will never ever be clear about it) making videos on the internet for one of two companies: “FUNDOM” (newly opened company, the good guys) or “LAIX” (the super famous, established rival company ruled by corporate greed or something). The show is super unclear about how exactly these companies work, don’t ask too many questions. (Seems a little similar to how k-pop groups work? But not really. Idk. It’s not that important.)

Bia is an artist who joins FUNDOM with her two best friends, and they start a channel together. She has a talent for singing, but hasn’t sung since her older sister, Helena, died.

Manuel, the other main protagonist, (who looks eerily like Shawn Mendes??) is a singer and pianist who just moved from Madrid to live with his “aunt, uncle, and cousins” (I’ll get to THAT in a bit). He is roped into joining FUNDOM by his cousin, Alex, who already has a fairly popular channel somewhat reminiscent of Try Guys. Manuel happens to hear Bia sing, he falls in love with her voice, it’s really sweet, but they soon discover that they can’t be together because their families hate each other a la Romeo and Juliet.

The reason for this is that ten (I think?) years ago, Bia’s older sister Helena was dating Manuel’s cousin (and Alex’s older brother) Victor, and they, along with Victor and Alex’s brother, Lucas, were in a band together. However, on night on the way to a gig, they got in a car crash, in which both Helena and Lucas died, and Victor was paralyzed from the waist down and confined to a wheelchair. Helena was allegedly driving, and Victor’s family blamed her for Lucas’s death and Victor’s condition and the families have hated each other ever since. (Yes, this IS actually a Disney show.)

HOWEVER. It turns out that Helena did survive the crash, and up until recently, had severe amnesia and had no idea who she was, going by the name Ana. She was taken in by a family and became best friends with their son, Thiago, but then runs away when she remembers who she is. At the beginning of the show, she seeks out Thiago again, who now owns an apartment building, and starts living there and giving piano lessons. She wants desperately to reconnect with her family again, especially Bia, but fears “causing them more pain” because she was away so long. (I get that this is just to prolong the drama—and I think on some level she is afraid of confronting them and owning up to her guilt, as she doesn’t really remember what happened in the accident—but GIRL WHY ALL THE RIGAMAROLE??? TELL YOUR PARENTS THAT YOU’RE NOT DEAD???)

Also, you might be asking: where are the police in all this? Assume, for all intents and purposes, police do not exist in this universe.

Anyway, at one point, Helena starts messaging Bia under the name “Vera” (haha. Hahaha.) claiming to be a former fan of Helena and Victor’s band. This is very sweet, but Helena is constantly almost accidentally exposing her identity this way, lol.

Also, gotta talk about Thiago—he is the sweetest guy, the greenest of green flags, has got that Dark, Soulful Eyes thing going on, and is who I feel would be the favorite of the majority of my mutuals. He is endlessly supportive of Helena and helps her keep her secret—and is also very obviously head-over-heels in love with her. Unfortunately, Helena is still hung up on Victor (who she later ALSO starts messaging as Vera).

He also sings and plays guitar. Did I mention that there isn’t a single character on this show who doesn’t sing? Just roll with it.

Victor meanwhile is having it rough—due to his disability he’s stuck living with his parents, who both infantilize him and make his life a living nightmare. He’s completely given up on music and only writes music reviews now, and it’s hinted at that he’s suffering from depression due to the accident. He is a confidante to Manuel, though, and is probably the biggest Binuel shipper on the planet—he thinks the hatred between the two families is absolutely ridiculous.

Speaking of Victor’s terrible parents, remember how I said to completely forget about the existence of the police in this show? Yeah, so they have committed multiple offenses that should have landed them in jail, including but not limited to: kicking a minor under their protection out of the house (Manuel when they found out about him and Bia), blackmail (long story), and lying to the police (mentioned, but not shown). When the accident happened, Victor informed the police that Helena had been the one driving—however, it was actually Lucas who had been driving, but Victor’s father forced him to lie because he didn’t think Victor’s mother could bear the shame.

And, speaking of horrible things that Victor’s dad did—and buckle up for this one, kids—turns out that he isn’t Manuel’s uncle, he’s his father. Manuel isn’t related to the family in any other capacity, but is the result of an extramarital affair, making both Victor and Alex his half-brothers. The only person who knows this (AS OF 80 PERCENT THROUGH THE FIRST SEASON) other than his dad is Manuel’s “aunt,” which explains why she hates his guts and is absolutely awful to him. (Again, I remind you, this is Disney.)

The Thiago-Helena-Victor love triangle has made me not hate love triangles on principle, but there’s actually a second one on this show that I love far better. One of the other tenants in Thiago and Helena’s apartment building is a girl named Daisy, a dancer who makes videos for FUNDOM. At FUNDOM, she falls head-over-heels for this guy named Jhon, who I would kindly describe as 66 percent of a himbo—beefy, stupid, but not really that kind. He doesn’t have bad intentions in any way, but he’s a bit self-centered, isn’t really very attentive to other people’s needs, and very tactless. Daisy gets him to fall for her by pretending to share his interests, and he’s so inattentive that he completely falls for her (objectively terrible) act, and they start dating early in the season.

The third part of this triangle is Pietro, another tenant in the apartment and my absolute favorite character in the show. He is an extremely talented chef as well as a law student studying for his bar exam—he’s endearing, funny, and the most encouraging guy on the planet. He is Daisy’s best friend, no one else understands her like him, and every time Jhon is around and being thoughtless or inattentive to her you can tell that he is 2.5 seconds away from slipping poison into a scone and handing it to him. Though you can tell if you’re paying attention, it’s not as clear as it is with Thiago and Helena that Pietro is in love with Daisy—however, there is a scene in the latter half of the season where, in talking about Thiago and Helena, Daisy says “how awful it must be, realizing you’re in love with your best friend,” and you just see his eyes go wide. Like—HDHDHDHDHKSWHS I JUST ABOUT THREW MY PHONE

Would you believe me if I told you that that’s only like half the plot lines in this show? Another major thing that happens is that Alex gets recruited by LAIX early in the season and very quickly starts down a villain arc. He starts dating another LAIX recruit who has been working for them for a long time named Carmín, more of a vlogger/influencer-diva type, who initially has a bit of a rivalry with Bia, and though she still apparently hates her, they haven’t actually directly interacted for like 20 episodes. Anyway, both she and Alex are objectively terrible people, but you do end up feeling a bit sympathetic for her after a bit. Meanwhile, Alex, who you like at the beginning, can step on a LEGO.

Also Alex and Manuel were best friends, but through Alex joining LAIX and Manuel falling in love with Bia, the sister of the girl who he thinks is responsible for his brother’s death, they now hate each others guts. Unfortunately they still live in the same house.

Carmín has a “best friend” named Mara who really just handles all of her editing and behind-the-scenes stuff. She treats her absolutely terribly, like an unpaid intern, and ends up “firing” her and ending their friendship for reasons I can’t remember. Anyway, Mara leaves and starts a nail art channel, and while you think she’s the unassuming, abused underdog, she actually ends up the main villain of the show. She’s extremely manipulative, and is trying to a) end Carmín’s career and b) keep Bia and Manuel apart, as she is also in love with Manuel. If the obstacle to their being together in a given episode isn’t their families’ hatred of each other, it’s Mara.

Hilariously, Mara sometimes will stop to make a voice memo of the next step in her evil plan—I know this is to just clue the audience in to what she’s doing, as she is quite convincingly manipulative and it’s not always clear what she’s planning, but your girl is just recording herself monologuing about her evil plans in her voice memos?? On a public park bench??? And NO ONE as of yet has overheard her????

For a show about Bia and Manuel I haven’t really talked about Bia and Manuel. I don’t have a ton to say—they’re really cute?? Like, their constant coming together and being pulled apart thing is frustrating, but most of the time the characters themselves aren’t frustrating—they react in (mostly) understandable ways. And I like them both as characters!

The antagonists on the other hand are sometimes almost cartoonishly evil—but you know what? Why not.

There are more characters in this show, there are just so MANY. Bia’s two best friends are Chiara and Celeste, I don’t have a ton to say about them? Chiara is a little dumb sometimes but endearing, Celeste has the best fashion sense on the show and has a very very prolonged arc where she’s scared to tell her friends that she’s seeing a therapist (over what seems to be anxiety?), they are both also the biggest Binuel shippers. Also Celeste likes Jhon maybe? They might be endgame?

There’s also this guy named Guillermo who works as the assistant to the CEO of LAIX. Poor, longsuffering Guillermo. For the moment he is just There, but I think he might end up with Chiara eventually??

This show is absolutely insane and to be honest this is barely the tip of the iceberg, but it’s still a fun time

As I am ill I have fallen back into the glorious insanity that is Disney’s Latin American telenovelas and and am watching Bia, or as I like to call it, “Why You Should Never Start a YouTube Channel”

[inlovewhithafairytale]

01x01 Pilot part 2

Why I'm doing this....

Yn waited for her brothers in the car as they went to talk with some police officers in a crime scene they had happened to drive bye.

She returned her eyes down to her book leaning back against te worn leather of the Impala. when she lifted her eyes up again she stiffled a laugh when she saw Dean slap the back of Sam's head s if Sam was still a kid under his care.

"What was that about?" Yn asked them when they climed in the car again.

Sam gave Dean a bit of a ressented look before answering "A teenager went missing on his way home last night"

"Creepy..." Yn says nodding a bit "so...you guys are sure that Dad would look this case up?" she asks leaning against the front seat poking her head between the two brothers.

"Yep" Dean answers starting the car "Now we're going to look at the guy's girlfriend up then we are gong to get something to eat"

"YeY! Hamburgers?"

"Defenitly" Dean smiles at her before pushing her face back "buckle up kiddo"

"Dont touch my face" Yn whined pushing his hand away and sitting back in the car seat again.

***

" You must be Amy?" Dean asks approaching a girl putting up MISSING posters of her boyfriend.

"Yeah Troy told us about you. We're his uncles. Dean. Sammy." he says pointng between himself and samearning a slight glare from his brother "and our little sister Yn" Dean points lastly at Yn who was standing a bit behind him hands in the pockets of her Jacket nodding her head in form of greeting.

"He never mentioned you to me"

"That's troy I guess" Dean says with a small scoff " we're not around much, we're up in Podesto-"

"So we're looking for him too" Sam cuts in "and we're kind of asking around"

"hey are you ok?" asks a girl nearing Amy, probrably her friend, Yn decides.

"Yeah" amy answers with a small nod.

"So...you mind if we ask a couple of questions?" Sam continues.

***

Yn sat between Sam and Dean in a booth in some diner listening to Amy tell her tragic story... honsetly, Yn was hungry, sleepy, and couldent care less about the information. Wich made her feel guilty, considering that the girl would never see her boyfriend again.

She leaned her head against Dean's shoulder zoning out of the conversation. so. Sammy was back. Maybe when he had to go back to Stanford he'd call, and let them visit him, Yn didnt really have it inherself to hate her brother for leaving. He found a chance to go. he went. but it still upset her that he didnt call. or write. or email.

Her ears perked up again when Amy's friend said something about a woman killing herself and her ghost hitchhiking on men.

Once biding thanks to the girls and goodbye. The siblings made their way out of the dinner.

"ghosts...creepy" Yn comments as they make their way to the car.

"and here one would have though you'd grown used to them" Dean teases ruffling her hair up.

"still creepy" Yn insints taking his hand and pulling it away from her hair "Its hair dean, not a mop" she glares slightly at him trying to set her hair back in place. Dean just messes it up again.

"DuDE!" The girl whines swatting his hand away. She slaps Dean's shoulder.

"ouch" he mocks.

Sam walked a little bit behind them. warching how his brother and sister had grown so much closer together in tose two years.Not like they weren't close before. Dean raised Yn the minute that Jhon placed her in his arms. He became the father Jhon wasn't. he had to clean up the mess Jhon made when he screwed with some woman in a bar and it git back at him. But there was always room for Sam to join in. to take part of their teasing and fights. Now not so much. He regretted that. and he made a silent promise not to lose touch of his siblings again when he got back to Stanfrord.

***

" I think youre writing it wrong" Yn said as she loomed over Dean's shoulder watching as he typed in the computer of the library they where currently in.

"Shut it"

"Let me try" Yn insisted. reaching her hand out to type something else.

Dean slapped her hand away. Yn gave him a resented look before sliding his chair away from the computer and settling behind it.

Sam laughed at Dean's face...

"so ghosts are violents deaths... Maybe its suicide" Yn said aloud typing down.

Indeed there was a news report to it.

dean gave her an approving nod and Yn gave him a small proud smile.

"I still dont forgive you for sliding the chair away"

Yn rolled her eyes and pushed his chair back again causing Sam to laugh.

***

"so...we're in the bridge where Constanence took the swan dive...in the night...wth Constanence ghost lurking around...do any of you know how creepy and risky that is? Couldent we have waited for tomorrow?"

"I have to get back to Stanford on Monday" Sam says giving her an apologetic look.

"quit yapping and come on...unless you want to stay in the car" Dean sauggests as he opened his car door.

"No thanks. ill go with you" came the instant reply from the teenage girl .

***

"I should have stayed in the car" Yn mutters to herself as Dean pushed up Sam against the bridge posts.

They where fighing about mom...well. Their mom.

"Dean..." Yn says quietly putting a hand on her older brothers shoulder

"Dont talk about her like that" dean said quietly to Sam before realising the grip he had on his collar and stepping back walking a bit away from them.

Yn looked after him and some movement caugh her eye "Dean..."

Dean's gaze moved to the ghost who was standing in the edje of the bridge, she loked at them and then jumped.

Dean and Sam ran to where she had jumped off from.

"Of course they're running toward the danger" Yn muttered to herself before running behind them.

"I really should have stayed on the car"

***

"Lord! Dean you stink!" Yn exclaimed when her Dean neared her.

"I know. Now shut it and get in the car or I'll hug you" Dean threatened making Yn run back to the car.

"Did you really have to jump off the bridge?" Sam asked with a tired face.

"The threat goes for you too" Dean answered gruffly as he walked back to the car.

***

"Is there anything about you that's real?" The officer asked as Dean and Yn stood in the parking lot of a motel.

"My boobs" "his boobs" Dean and Yn said at the same time with a poker face.

"I suppose she is your...?" The officer trailed off looking down at Yn.

"Daughter" Dean answered making the officer raised his eyebrows.

"You look a bit too young to be a father of a teenage girl"

"We all have our flaws officer"

"Adopted" Yn cut in continuing the lie.

As the officer guided them both to the police car Dean leaned in slightly "remember the protocol" he whispered

"Got it"

At the police station they wanted to take Dean and Yn into different rooms and Yn went into a frenzy crying and shouting for Dean as the officer tried to take her away.

"Officer you can't take her away...she is special with separation exciety" Dean told the police man.

The officer relented and they both where taken into an interrogation room and cuffed to the table. Dean gave her a questioning glance 'you alright' Yn nodded cleaning up her fake tears 'yeah'

The officer went in again and started asking Dean all sorts of questions and also confronted him about the credit card scams and about the journal that they had found in the motel room.

Dean of course was unwilling to answer and just gave the officer sarcastic remarks and cocky grins. The officer turned to Yn who acted the same way. Making the officer leave the room frustrated.

***

"Good job back there" Dean praised as they walked in the sidewalk making their way to a phone booth

"I really wanted hamburgers" Yn pouted.

Dean sighed correspondingly "Me too sis, we'll get them when Sam picks us up" he said putting his arm around his little sisters shoulder.

"Next time we have to check there are no police people around"

"Ditto"

***

"Sam! Are you ok?!" Yn rushed to her brothers side after she watched in horror Constanence Welch scream and disappear into a puddle of the water in the floor of the abandoned house.

Sam groaned as he opened the door of the impala, a.k.a Dean's baby, he had drove into the house.

"Yeah im fine"

Dean in the other hand was looking worriedly at the car searching for any damage.

"Well...another mission completed" Yn sighed putting her hands to her hips.

"How many Times have I told you that's cringy?" Dean asked annoyed.

"Many. But im still gonna do it"

***

"You better call. And email me" Yn told sammy as she hugged him tightly.

"I promise I will" Sam told her softly.

"Come on booger time to go" Dean said as he claimed into the car.

Pressing a kiss on top of her head Sam let her go and Yn climbed sulkily into the car, waving Sam goodbye as they drove off.

Yn was quiet for a while until somehow she began feeling uneasy.

"Dean...turn the car around. Something's not right" she suddenly said making Dean turn to her with a frown, and seeing the look in her face spun the car around tires screeching.

They get there in time when Sam's apartment burst in to flames and Dean and Yn scrambled out of the car.

"Stay!" Dean ordered before he ran inside.

Yn watched in complete fear for her brothers. Only breathing properly when Dean re appeared dragging a crying Sam with him. One look at Dean and Yn knew... Jessica was dead.

Yn ran forward and wrapped her arms around her brother "Oh Sammy. I'm so so sorry" she whispered.

Sam hugged her back crying into her shoulder. Sobbs wreking his shoulders as he slowly fell to his knees and Yn held him.

She knew what it was like to lose someone.

Dean watched with tears in his eyes at his younger siblings. He put an arm around Sam's shoulders.

***

Sam tosses a shotgun into the back of the Impala, his face hard. The same thing that had killed his mother had killed the woman he loved.

"We got work to do"

Just like old times. Dean, Sam and Yn. Back in the hunt.

What could possibly go wrong?

***

Masterlist.

Part 1

Flashbacks. A.k.a. younger years. A.k.a. part 3, kinda

[brotherwtf]

Someone just needs to write mindless smut I swear. Give me Jhon physically manhandling Gale, carrying him to bed and worshipping his body and is loud af with his praises. Gale taking in all of it, whimpering under Jhon and just melting away with over stimulation. Please!!

good God John just being so large and in charge that he can carry Gale whenever he fucks him, just picks him up by the underside of his thighs and kisses him desperately, Gale clinging onto him so he doesn't fall when John carries him to bed

John who grips Gale's skin so tightly that he bruises it, John who worships every damn inch of Gales beautiful skin, leaves Gale with bite marks and hickeys for days afterwards just because he can't keep his mouth off of him

literally can't keep the praises in, just looks at Gale and absolutely loses his mind at the sight of him panting on the sheets below him, blue eyes glazed over and hair spread out in a beautiful gold halo and he just curses to himself, can't believe he has the most beautiful person in the world in his bed, can't believe that Gale is even real, and Gale's so shy that he hides behind his arm, which John quickly removes and pins his wrists over his head so his body is even more on display for John to worship and bite

Gale would be so damn sensitive too, squirming at every kiss and bite John presses to his sensitive skin, would jump and kick and squirm when John rolls his tongue over his nipples or his thighs, a hand permanently stuck in John's hair as he can't quite decide if he wants to push John away or bring him closer

OH MY GOD JOHN HOLDING GALE AGAINST A WALL AND FUCKING HIM GOD his arms straining from the sensation from it, he's overwhelmed from holding Gale and from how fucking good he feels that he groans with every thrust, makes sure to keep his lips on Gale's so he can swallow every sound Gale makes

I feel like when Gale actually lets go and allows himself to feel good he makes the prettiest sounds, high pitched and breathy and basically keens in his throat, teeth pressed together so he can make a last ditch effort to keep them in, maybe John shoves his fingers in Gale's mouth to pry it open almost so Gale won't let any of those sounds go to waste... oh God what have I done

[broken-glass-puppet]

Ok now write Cod men being jealous because dilf reader is pay all his attention on the new dog he got and almost forgot about cod men what will they do or say to get the dilf reader attention on them again??? (I know that i request one already but i can't help myself your writing is so Fun to read I'm sorry 😭)

You wish is my command also I LOVE THAT PICTURE, HOW DID YOU KNOW I LOVED SHARKS?!!

Captain price

At first he's jealous but then he starts to look at you like a husband looks at his spouse, and he is still jealous so he comes from behind, wrapping his arms around your waist and started kissing your neck, trying to catch your attention, whispering things in your ear and one of them flustered you so much "I can be your pup if you want" he teased kissing your neck

Simon ghost Riley

Simon has a German shepherd so when he sees you playing with another pup he is a bit Jealous...just a bit...okay he is extremely jealous, he knows it isn't the dogs fault so he just simply gets closer to you and leans against you so he can get your attention and now he has your attention again

Jhon 'soap' McTavish

He is annoyed that you aren't giving him attention so he just goes up to you and kisses you softly, you are surprised by that so you look at him and smirk "where you Jealous because I was calling someone else my puppy huh? Do you want me to call you a good boy?" And he is so flustered by that

Gaz

Not that jealous actually he just goes up at you and starts playing with the dog too, so you can be close, he likes being around you and he isn't that jealous actually

König

He is a dog person so he could go so he can play with the puppy too, he scratch the puppy's ears and pets him, he is great with kids and also animals, but you of course can't stop calling him pet names like "good boy" or "sweet boy" he loves it, he likes Felling vulnerable and small

[randomboredum]

[soiwj]

Late Nights At The Office

Kafka x fem!Reader Office Au

My first time writing pls be gentle <3

English is also not my first language, so please correct me on any spelling mistakes!

Request/Ask here

You sat at your office lazily staring at post-its you stuck to the side of your computer screen. Reminding you of deadline after deadline as you sigh of frustration. Before you can continue wallowing in stress and a soon to be burnout, you hear the familiar sound of glossy louboutins walking past your cubicle. Her red-wine colored hair flowing so elegantly through the air as if immune to the damp office atmosphere.

Kafka, the head supervisor at your company, is one of the only reasons you can keep your head afloat during these stressful periods. Through helping you finish a task or guiding you towards the right solution to a problem, she is always the savior when you're most in need of one. You've always felt a magnetic force pulling you towards her. As if her sultry voice wasn't enough, the way she leans into your shoulder from behind you looking at your work from time to time doesn't help either.

You wanted her. No, craved her. But you can not have her. Not as if you'd have a chance anyway. You're sure theres plenty of pathetic sods out there vying for her affection, not like you'd be the first. As you snap out of your thoughts, your work phone rings. "Hey, could you get me some of that new printer paper?" Your leech of a coworker asks you. It's not that you're against helping someone in need. It's just that you're always the one retrieving stuff for people. Its not like they can't get it themselves. You just yearn to please everyone around you to the point you refuse to say no.

As you walk to the supply room smiling at people you pass by, a tall shape forms itself in your peripheral. "Well, hello, seems we're going the same way. Are you looking for some staplers aswell?" She says with a slight chuckle. Even when asking such a simple question, her voice still has you completely under her spell.

"I- uh no, actually, I'm getting some printer paper for jhon," you say meekly. "Jhon up on floor 5? Why couldn't he come down here himself?" You try to explain yourself, defending your coworker at the same time, stuttering over all your words. Luckily, before your words have the chance to drive the course of your conversation, the supply room door comes in sight. You reach towards the door handle, but Kafka beats you to it, opening the door for you, letting you enter first.

The gentle act makes your heart flutter. You shake your head slightly, trying to rid yourself of the butterflies.

The supply room is very small, no bigger than a small New York apartment bathroom. The tightness of the space making you and kafka stand almost flush against each other. You start looking through the drawers full of random office supplies, and you coincidentally find the staplers kafka was looking for. As you turn around to face her to tell her about your findings, you hear a swift click. The sound of a door locking. You look at kafka standing right behind you near the door, almost looking as shocked as you are.

"Are we..?" You trail on. "...locked in here? Yes, I believe so." Kafka finishes the sentence for you as she examines the door. A look of concern, yet her lips painted with a slight smirk. Too bad you're too concerned with the situation at hand to notice. You try to push against the door with all your might while Kafka just observes in amusement.

Before you cause harm to yourself, Kafka separates you and the door by standing in between. Looking right down at you. "I'm sure someone will come find us soon. How will they continue working without staplers." She says trying to lighten the mood.

You're suddenly hyper-aware of how close your bodies are. Her hips almost touching yours, your chin hovering over her chest. Her lips are not far from your face. The tension might make you combust. Her hand brushes yours as she puts her arm on the wall behind you, achieving a more comfortable stance. All the while, you're anything but. Sweating profusely, your hands feel clammy as you do not dare to look her in the eyes.

"You know... I've always wondered what you'd look like from this angle. Never imagined it'd be in a storage room, but nonetheless, who am I to complain about a gift given to me by the heavens." She says with a very evident smirk plastered on her beautiful face as she looks down at you adoringly.

"What..?"

Still not daring to look up, you question her words, trying to process what she just said. "A cute thing like you shouldn't be so surprised. im sure everyone in this office would love a chance to be here with you right now." She whispers in your ear, the words almost sounding dirty in a way you can not describe.

"I've been watching you lately. Stumbling into the office when your bus is delayed again. Your face crunching up when you're frustrated by whatever Excel document you're working on, your unwavering smile when it's lunchtime, and the local convenience store happens to have those little burritos you enjoy eating.

The only thing I can think of during those small moments is that I want to experience them with you. I want to be the one buying you the snacks that make you smile so brightly. I want to be the one relieving your stress during a tough day. I want to be there with you. I want you."

Your mind blancs trying to muster a response as your head is filled with thousands of different thoughts jumbling together into one big mess. Your cheeks redden faster than you can say stellaron as your eyes start darting around in the room.

"Look at me." She demands softly, yet still sounding endearing. The kind of kindness she only reserves for you.

When she notices you're not planning on looking at her any time soon, she holds your chin and tilts it upwards. Even in this stuffy storage room, Kafka looks just as dazzling as ever. To think a woman like that wants to spend time with you. The thought itself is dizzying.

You notice her leaning closer as your chest comes in contact with hers. She pushes you towards the wall as she puts her leg in between yours. "Dinner tomorrow evening. I'll pick you up at 8." She grins as she takes a step back towards the door hearing you mewl at the loss of contact. She takes a copper key out of her pocket and inserts it into the lock. Opening the door to the storage room. She holds it open for you as you step out, looking flushed as ever. She giggles softly as she walks past you. Brushing against your small frame.

After recollecting yourself in Kafka's absence, you start walking back to your cubicle. You notice there being at least 4 staplers in the room. Enough for everyone to use.

You're excited but strangely terrified for tomorrow.

Requests are open!!

Should i make a part 2?

[littlemoondarlingswriting]

A card game between the counsellors gets interrupted by a skunk fight

[fanartlover1234]

SPACER APOCALYPSE

Y/n a ruthless thief, raised by Silvers pirate crew.

Jim an Intersollar academy graduate and spacer.

Childhood friends split in enemies.

3 years old:

Sarah placed her hands at her hips when she heard the voices in Jims room, how the younh boy laughed and the girl giggled.

"James Hawkins" Sarah said as she opened the door looking at the two kids, both putting on their best puppy dog eyes.

Jim laughed bit when his mother lifted him in her arma before the woman turned to Y/n.

The little girls young doe eyes looked at her, her greyish eyes being amazed when the book of pirate storys opened once again.

The kids played before Sarah led the young her back to her room and tucking her in.

"Do you think pirates are real?" She asked while the woman turned her night light on.

"I think, everything is possible if you believe it strong enough" Sarah said before closing the door.

22 years later:

And boy did the girl believe, as one of the most feared pirates in galaxy, her crew quite large but she only trusted few people and her black ship with the old sails drew attention and fear in any dock.

When Jims father left, he draged her with and soon she was on her own untill Jhon Silver found her and raised her.

She had seen Jim at the search for treasure planet but refused to get on the ship.

Of course she felt bad for never returning or even writing a letter to note she was okey but she had a life, a reputation.

So when the pirate meet was now right behind the overwhelming doors of the Inn she so dreadfuly wished she would have played sick and not come.

The black dress reached above her ankles flattering her greyish blue skin tone and tje blacl boots made of same lether as her belt and pirate hat that sat on her grey hair.

She entered after few bug breaths making her way straight upstairs to the bathroom only to pass her old bedroom on the way.

She moved to the door, a small crack left open the same way it was when she was draged away by the man she barely ever spoke with.

She opened the door steping inside, it was exactly the same as it was when ahe left.

The pink walls and white forniture with all her stuffed animals and as she picked up her pink teddy bear with an eyepatch and a pirate hat that Sarah had made for her she was reminded of the days she tried to be a good pirate the type thay stole for the poor and suported everyone and her gaze fell to the mirror and she closed her eyes shut.

"Hello?" Sarahs voice ringed in her ears as she slowly turned to the woman, the teddy bear in hand "oh Y/n"

The woman didnt waste a second to take the girl in a warm embrace, though in her own eyes Y/n has changed much, her skin covered in scars one marking her collor bone and another her lip but in Sarahs eyes she was still the little girl with doe eyes thay dreamed of pirates and adventures.

"Just wait untill Jim, knows you are-"

"Im not. Im not back its just for tonight" Y/n said looking down before placing the bear back and leaving to her ship.

"Captain, look what we found snooping around the deck" one of the men said beforr steping away to make a clear view for their boss.

"Leave" she ordered the men and all scattered away to the party, she was not sure if it was fear or exitment for party that made them move so quickly but her mind didnt dwell on it too much when she looked at the man tied to her main mast.

He was clearly taller and the usual pony tain was now oddly suiting him as he stared right at her, his blue eyes surely burning holes in her tinted skin.

"What are you doing here" she asked as she untied him.

"Is that anyway to say hi to an old friend" Jim asked as he watched the girl lean on the railing of her boat taking her hat off.

"A friend? You have been making my life a shit hole for past few years with your whole intersollar acadamy graduate bullshit" she sais harsly crossing her arms as he leaned on the main mast his usual smirk still there.

She could have bet he had the same one while he was watching her strugle to start the ship after he messed with wires on it a few months back.

But boy did that smirk had an effect on her.

"Yes cause a friend would have at least sent a note to let people know they are fine"

"Well i thought you guys thought that i- oh whatever just leave" she said trowing her arms up before leaving for her bedroom in captains room earning a chuckle from the man as he followed her stoping her at the steps traping her between his hands.

"No no no, i deserve an apology, i was very worried" he said leaning in but she sliped away fastly before she mumbled something among the lines of an apology her voice nervouse as she tried closing her doors but he went in anyways now backing her slowly up "and another one, cause i was so hurt when i saw you were okey but no note" he pouted his hand flying to his heart in a mocking way before he caught the girls waist when she triped over her own feet.

His forhead touched hers while his free hand was on her neck as he tried to find her eyes.

"Im sorry" she mumbled

"Its okey, i forgive you" he said before kissing the cornor of her mouth and moving to centre but she pulled back.

"This is-"

"Wrong? Yeah i know, it like spacer apocalypse but since when do we care" he said before smashing his lips on her.

His lips.

Her lips.

Apocalypse.

[dummy-love07]

Hello dear readers!! I recently replayed the Mass Effect Trilogy and couldn't help myself. I needed to write about Garrus Vakarian.

I just published the first chapter of my fanfic, titled My Blue Star, on Ao3.

It features angst, a one-way love story from a Female Shepard (OC), and demisexuality.

Here's the summary:

What brings species together? Pain, friendship…memories,monotony or routine….There are many answers.

He arrived when I needed him most. The death of me brother Jhon left me alone….and yet, you fenced off me darkness.

I fell at your feet, in a love that couldn’t be….and when you left me, all I was left with was a variable.

The Galaxy only needs one Shepard…and that’s not me.

And a small fragment:

The Normandy unit was disbanded, each member of my brother's former crew surrendered and continued their career path.

Dr. Chakwas requested leave to cease working as a war medic, and with that, my hopes of learning alongside her went. In the end, I accepted the position as Anderson's secretary, working near the embassies and above C-Sec.

The days were monotonous, gray, and boring… however, they gradually became more colorful with small interactions. Vakarian would come to me between his breaks from paperwork or when he finished training as a Spectre near the firing range set up for the trainees.

First, it was small talk, criticizing the Alliance and the Human Tribunals, as well as the Council for its inaction. Then came jokes about politics that only the two of us could understand, and then invitations after a tiring day to coffee, though for the Turians, the equivalent was a kind of tea with an earthy, slightly sugary scent.

We both fed off each other, he through how my brother had been his mentor, and I through anecdotes from our childhood. The loss that neither of us could overcome united us in an unhealthy way, yet it felt so right that having his friendship was like a relief from the bitterness, a sweet consolation.