#missed A buying us snacks . missed having too much work to do. missed the fact that its all work i love. missed our board outside the

[sleepybbie]

SNOOZY… zZz | nagi x reader

summary: you decided to visit your boyfriend in order to show him a small present you found when shopping…when upon arrival it started to pour down.

nagi seishiro x fem!reader

a/n: just a random fic i decided to write while i was doing my school work ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ it’s been raining a lot recently here in my country so :3

it wasn’t really planned, you just randomly decided to visit nagi on this particular day after you asked reo if they had practice. it was a saturday, there really wasn’t much going on except the fact you saw a something while going out shopping.

a cactus.

you laughed.

it was something as similar as choki, which is nagi’s cactus that keeps him company at his home.

however, this cactus you saw was a little bit smaller, just a half centimeter short. its pot was wrapped in a pretty pink ribbon along with a tiny fake flower that made it look appealing to the eyes.

so…you bought it.

it didn’t cost much, only around a hundred yen. you bought some snacks, drinks (along with the cactus you decided to buy out of nowhere) and made your way towards nagi’s place. you had an innocent smile on, humming as you walked.

it was…a good day.

you woke up early, did your morning routine, and then decided to go out. not to mention the sun was out and shining, and the air was fresh. there were a lot of children out on parks, too. owners walking their pets, and street performers asking for a few change.

this day was beautiful. you just wished you were with your lazy boyfriend right now.

oh how you wished you never said any of that..

you were close to the street where nagi lives, when all of a sudden, you felt a drop of water fall on top of your head. you looked up and realized…ah crap, it was starting to rain. you didn’t have an umbrella.

“ah, this is bad, this is bad..!” you murmured to yourself, immediately running as quick as you can while avoiding puddles that were forming on the sidewalk. thank goodness you were already close to nagi’s place.

the rain began to pour heavier and heavier, however lady luck was on your side today…and you had finally made it to his front door, a little drenched. you wrung the liquid out from your hair, doing the same to your clothes before letting out a breath of relief that you made it there just in time.

checking your phone, it was 9:21am.

maybe…you came here too early? you were sure nagi was still asleep at this hour. you feel your face heat up from realizing you’re probably missing him too much. were you clingy? you heard from your friends that being too clingy can be annoying sometimes. but you missed him…gah, think straight.

you were already here, what else can you do? besides, it was raining and you don’t have an umbrella with you. it’s now or never.

raising your hand, you pressed on his doorbell, hearing the noise ring from inside his home.

“hello? is anybody home?” you called. you rung the doorbell once more.

twice

third

still no answer. you nervously scratched your cheek with your finger, a small frown on your lips. the rain was still pouring down…you can’t just wait here forever.

the moment you were about to ring for the fourth time, the door opened, causing you to wince in surprise. “yes, who is it…?”

ah, there he is.

his voice was deep. standing tall as ever, messy white hair sticking on his face, still wearing his pajamas and eyes lidded close as he let out a small yawn. there was also a blanket draped over his shoulders…he looked so adorable. when he opened them back, doe eyes staring back at him, he almost froze. you chuckled anxiously, giving him a wave. “morning..” you greeted.

now the male was almost fully awake.

“y/n..? what are you doing here? it’s so early..”

“sei, it’s 9 in the morning..”

“eh…still far too early..and it’s cold.”

“s-sorry for coming here unannounced…i just texted reo and he told me you guys don’t have any practice today…so i decided to pay you a visit…mind if i come in? i bought something for us..also it’s uhh..raining, i don’t have an umbrella with me..” you questioned, a sheepish smile on your lips. nagi was silent for a few seconds, just looking at you and your cute face, until he answered, “..sure, come on in.”

“pardon the intrusion..”

you politely followed nagi inside his home, taking your shoes off before entering his bedroom where your boyfriend hurriedly went back to bed, covering himself in the blanket he brought along with him. you put your stuff on his desk, taking out the items you bought one by one.

“i bought some ingredients i can use to make you some breakfast. how does miso soup sound along with eggs and bacon?” you asked, looking over his figure that was watching you as you did your work.

“digesting’s a pain..but thanks..that will do. ‘m tired of eating the pouches i have on my fridge..”

“that’s because you should try cooking a homemade meal for once, sei. it’s not hard,” you tell him, laughing a bit. he shrugs, “cooking’s such a hassle. besides, eating a meal made by you is better..” he says, you blushed a little from that comment.

the rain poured even more when you started making the rice. you asked permission from nagi if you could turn on his tv to see the weather report, and he just said to go on ahead. as expected, the rain was going to pour for the entire day, and you weren’t sure what time you’ll be heading home.

“just as i thought the weather would be good for an outing..” you said with a sigh before turning the television off to continue cooking. the miso soup tasted great, you knew you could trust yourself when it comes to your cooking skills. as for the eggs and bacon, one of the bacon came out a little burnt, but you did ok. you quickly grabbed two bowls and a plate, and served rice and miso soup on the two before the eggs and bacon on the plate.

there, the perfect breakfast. you had to slap yourself after you almost whispered how you felt like a housewife.

when you made it back to nagi’s room with the tray of food, he was already up, looking out the window while mumbling a few words. possibly talking to his cactus.

oh right..!

the cactus you bought earlier. better if you tell after he ate.

“sei, i made you breakfast..!” you say, happily walking towards him to sit beside on the bed. nagi turned his head to meet his eyes with you, and you swore you saw a small sparkle in his dull grey pupils. “yay..”

“here, eat up.” you gently handed him the tray and watched him deliver his thanks before digging in. he felt like he was hit by an angel when he first tasted the miso soup, how he missed eating it. “it’s been a while since i ate miso…yummy..”

“i’m glad you liked it. i used my mom’s recipe while making that.”

“taste good. the bacon is a little burnt though..”

“ahaha…sorry, i was watching the weather report..”

he swallowed the rice down his throat before looking at you, shaking his head, “nah, is fine. thanks again for making me breakfast..” a simple kiss on the forehead made your heart skip two beats. you looked down, feeling bashful. nagi wasn’t even trying when it comes to making you flustered…he’s not a genius for no reason after all.

once he’s finished with his breakfast, the snowy haired boy groans as he stretched his arms up while you take the tray out from his lap. “that was so good…but i’m full. why do humans eat then get full? such a bother..” he mumbles, scratching his still messy head.

“ah, sei i almost forgot..! wait here..”

“hm?”

nagi watches as you walk out his room only later on to walk back inside, this time both of your arms hiding behind your back and an excited smile plastered over your lips. he rose a brow up…a surprise?

“what’s that?”

giggling, you showed nagi what was behind your back, flashing a small cactus on your palms. nagi blinked twice.

“ta-da! it’s just like choki, right? i saw it earlier while i was out shopping…!” you say, and nagi sat there, blanket over his lap…puzzled.

“oh…cool.”

you pouted, “c’mon is that all you have to say? it’s really pretty..!”

“yeah, sure..”

another sigh escapes your lips. although he acted like that, you still couldn’t help but laugh as you made your way towards his side, sitting down, and placed the cactus next to choki, a huge smile on your lips. it was a lovely sight, while the pouring rain didn’t make any difference.

“so cute, they look like a couple..!”

nagi hums, “mm…yeah.”

“what do you think i should name the one i got?”

“they look the same..just in a pink pot and wrapped in a ribbon..”

“t-there’s a difference..how about i name it guu? guu-chan, right? this time instead of scissors, guu-chan looks like a rock..!” a soft chuckle erupts you lips, laying your head on his shoulder as you did. the rain began to faint down…casting a relaxing yet still cold atmosphere inside his house.

nagi looked over at the two plants that were sitting next to each other, mind empty, the only sound of your laugh and the rain echoing his home. he also sees the reflection on the window of you with him, your head on his shoulder, laughing like an angel next to him.

it was a different scenery to glance at. every morning when he wakes up, all he had was choki and his lonely figure on the reflection. fate came colliding, then he met reo and then he met you..

choki and guu-chan..hmm..

they remind nagi of him and you.

“rock beats scissors though…no fair..”

“would you like to name it something else then, sei?” you paused your laugh when you asked him that.

nagi was back to being silent, not long as his arms wrap around your shoulders, pulling you in.

“eh…no is alright. it was named by you after all..” and then he pulls you down on his bed, letting you take in his warmth.

your hair smelled like lavender, he loves it. it was comfy like this. cuddling with you in the pouring rain, no noises whatsoever. he wished he could stay this way forever. pulling over the blanket to take in you both, your hands grip over his arms that was wrapped around you. “s-sei..! hey, we have to get up now. it’s almost 10am..”

“ehh…it’s too much of a hassle..just stay with me in bed…feels so comfortable..” he mutters over your neck. he hugs you even tighter, feeling the warmth engulf around you both. it was a little dark in his room, only the covered sun as the only source of light entering from his window despite having his curtains a closed shut. he tangles his legs with yours, pulling you even closer when he hears you gasp.

“sei…”

“i’m here..” he whispers.

the rain didn’t seem to stop falling down above the heavens. the clock began to tick from outside his room.

you blushed (thanking that he couldn’t see your face right now since you look like a lovesick idiot, his lovesick idiot), hiding your face on his shoulder, hands now on his chest, hearing his heart beat mixed with yours. for a few moments, you feel nagi pull away, eyes staring into yours. he looks handsome. drop dead handsome.

“y/n..”

“yes..?”

another swarm of tranquil silence.

“promise to always stay with me..?”

pour, pour, pour…

one drop, two drops, a million drops.

your beautiful eyes sometimes make him caught off guard, they’re like an ocean. he doesn’t mind getting lost in them. and you feel the same towards his as well.

with a chuckle, you smiled, caressing both of his cheeks with your hands, “i promise, sei..”

“your hands are cold..”

“ah…sorry.”

“eh, i don’t mind..”

‘i don’t mind.’ those words. coming from the same person who says how everything is such a pain in the ass, the same person who has no motivation whatsoever in life. the same person who you fell in love with.

the two of you stayed like that for a moment, before nagi pulls you in for a sweet long kiss. it was electric. and cozy. just like him. he was a big baby. nagi loves the taste of your lips, it was addicting to kiss. that’s what he thinks when he kissed you for the first time.

when you pulled away, your eyes darted down, cheeks heating up and palm covering half of your face. cute, he thinks. is it perverted if he thinks how he likes when you’re all flustered?

“y/n…look at me.”

you obliged. the view in front of you, shocked you a little.

nagi seishiro…was smiling.

it was a faint smile, however it was a rare sight to see indeed. reo was right. you felt a cupid shooting another arrow through your chest.

“y/n..”

‘i love you. i breathe for you. i will strike everyone down for you even if it’s a bother.’

nagi lets his head fall down on your shoulder, pressing small pecks on your neck, hearing small gasps erupt from your lips. “s-sei..”

“being with you..isn’t a pain..or a bother..or either a hassle.”

ah

that line

you heard it before

reo mentioned it once.

but you didn’t mind not answering back. nagi already knows your answer.

just like his best friend said..

it’s just how nagi seishiro says ‘i love you.’

[soobnny]

the little things they do ♡ ot7

𖧧 pairing enhypen x reader

𖧧 genre established relationship, most can be interpreted as best friends to lovers too, fluff

𖧧 warnings none

NISHIMURA RIKI

— zips your hoodie all the way up whenever you do something cute because he doesn’t want you to see his flustered face

— always gets things you can’t reach for you (your favorite cereal at the grocery store, a book from the library, a specific mug at your cupboard); just make sure you don’t ask him because when he realizes he’s doing these for you out of instinct, he starts teasing you for your height

— sends you tiktoks at 2 in the morning with a message that says “reminded me of you” whether it’s something really cute or teasing

— pulls silly faces at you in the hallway or when you’re in the same room and waits until you notice because he likes the sound of your laugh or the smile on your face when you see the most ridiculous look plastered on his face

YANG JUNGWON

— insists on making you extra notes whenever you’re sick. he goes over your house to do the homework you missed because he doesn’t want you to get left behind in your school work (he knows how easily you get stressed); he stops by your local convenience store to buy some of your favorite snacks on the way

— always give you a copy of his notes that you could use for yourself so you don’t have to exert too much effort while you’re sick and still recovering

— looks you in the eyes when you’re talking to him

— always has you in mind. whenever he’s out to eat something, he thinks, you’d probably like this. he gets a new perfume, he thinks, you’d probably like this scent.

— brings you extra food in his packed lunch for the day especially when he knows it’s something you like.

KIM SUNOO

— loves making pinky promises. whenever you two vow to do something, his pinky is ready and outstretched for you to intertwine with (and he never breaks his promises).

— always saves you a seat in the cafeteria or when there’s a program that the whole school has to attend. he’ll leave his bag on the empty seat and when he sees you, he’s quick to motion you over so you can beside each other.

— passes you sticky notes with little words of encouragement when he notices you’re down (sometimes funny notes that get you in trouble when your teacher catches you laughing)

— shares his things with you whether that’s his extremely expensive art supplies or his jacket when he sees that you’re cold

PARK SUNGHOON

— holds your hand inside the pocket of his hoodie at the slightest hint of your fingers shaking from the cold; he reasons it’s because he wants to keep you warm, but he doesn’t tell you it’s also the perfect excuse to hold your hand.

— introduces you to the things he loves or things he’s interested in so you two can do it together instead of him doing it alone (takes you ice skating whenever he can, and is always so patient at teaching you and helping you back on your feet when you fall)

— walks on the busy side of the road

— walks you home even though his house is in the opposite direction from yours (he prioritizes your safety a lot)

SIM JAKE

— waits for you outside your class so you can have a few minutes to talk to each other while he walks you to your next class; nevermind the fact that he has to sprint towards another building right after he drops you off so he can get to his class in time.

— who has a habit of leaning in to kiss you whenever you’re in the middle of talking about your day because there’s something about the way your lips quirk up that make his mind cloud up and his heart beat faster.

— always thinks of you first whenever he wants to do something or go somewhere; he always invites you to whatever he has planned because he genuinely enjoys spending time with you (you’re always automatically included in all his plans already)

— loves hugging you from behind to surprise you. he does it every chance he gets because he likes the way his chin fits perfectly on your head or on your shoulder

PARK JAY

— always has a hand on your lower back to guide you whenever you’re in a crowded place because he doesn’t want you to get lost. honestly speaking, he doesn’t even know he’s doing it. his arm just makes its way to hold you close out of instinct.

— takes your bag or anything that you’re carrying when you two walk together because he knows it’s been an exhausting day at school, and he doesn’t want to tire you out even more.

— willingly sits through hours of movies, shows, traffic, anything especially if it’s something that interests you or makes you happy.

— does the dishes because he knows you aren’t very fond of this chore.

LEE HEESEUNG

— pats your head when the two of you pass by each other in the hallways; sometimes he’ll even stop to give you a quick kiss on the forehead or on top of your head before pushing you and sending you off to your next class

— pauses a game or switches his attention to you when you call out his name while he’s gaming

— when he’s out with friends at a bakery and he finds something you like, he buys it to take home for you without you even having to ask him

— piggy back rides when he notices you’re tired of walking

— doesn’t know when it started but he noticed he calls you more instead of texting you because he likes hearing your voice

[stareuphoria]

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐎𝐍-𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀-𝐙

A = Adore

taehyung adores the way your eyes smile when you smile or laugh at something. he loves it a lot, so much that whenever he gets the chance he makes you laugh just so get can see the sight.

B = Bestie

taehyung has lots of bestie’s but he would have to say that your his favorite out of them all. maybe it’s the fact he’s always spending time with you but nevertheless your his #1 bestie

C = Cute

taehyung always think’s that your actions are cute, whether you would be snacking on a piece of chocolate, or simply be watching tv. all of that would have him melting inside.

D = Down - To - Earth

taehyung is down to earth but so are you. he always wanted to be with someone who was so, it just makes bonding easier and he was so lucky and happy that you were the one.

E = Expensive

taehyung loves to buy expensive clothing, and accessories for himself but he also loves to splurge on you, getting whatever you wanted because it makes you happy, and seeing you happy is all he cares about.

F = Fluent

taehyung wasn’t fluent in ( your first language ) but having you as his girlfriend made it easier for him to learn, and he’s learned alot being with you because you were the perfect teacher. soon enough he will be.

G - Genuine

taehyung is such a genuine person, no matter who he’s talking with he is always honest , he can’t stand on lying especially to you.

H = Handsome

taehyung is very handsome, so handsome that when he goes out with you, he gets tons of girls asking to be his gf but he always says no because he already has you.

I = Intimacy

taehyung loves to cuddle you and aswell give you tons of the sweetest kisses and hugs ever, any form of intimacy he loves as long as it��s with you.

J - Jam

taehyung prefers strawberry jam and doesn’t like trying others but when you ask .. i guess he can oblige.

K = Kissing

taehyung is obsessed with kissing you, no matter where you are or what you or doing. he would never miss the chance to sneak one.

L = Loyal

taehyung is loyal in every aspect. your his first girlfriend but he couldn’t imagine cheating on you or even talking to another girl behind your back. he’s made up his mind to be loyal to you and you and no one can change that.

M = Mom’s

taehyung’s mom and your mom are best friends, and since they are it makes going on doing things together all the more fun. you both wouldn’t want it any other way.

N = Nostalgia

taehyung has nostalgia whenever he eats a childhood meal you make that his grandma always used to make when he was younger. it brings back lots of happy memories.

O = Observant

taehyung is observant when it comes to you so whenever he see’s that your upset he catches on quickly on how to make you smiling and happy again.

P = Passionnate

taehyung see’s you be so passionate about your work and hobbie’s and that makes him become even more passionate about the work that he does, along with appreciating it more.

Q = Quiet

taehyung gets quiet every now and then and just doesn’t speak, not that he’s mad, he just sometimes dazes off or is tired and he feels bad because you might think diffrent but you understand him.

R = Relaxing

taehyung is open to any form of relaxing but one of his favorite ways to relax is by cuddling up with you and watching a movie while also eating ice cream sundae’s.

S = Safe

taehyung feels safe by your side, and he makes sure to make sure that you feel safe with him too. both of you are each others safe places.

T = Tidy

taehyung’s always tidying up the house you both share so every now and when you help out and he loves it because he gets to spend more quality time with you.

U = Unique

taehyung has these two unique moles on his arm that he can make the face of a elephant with and he loves to show it off to you, making you laugh, and happy.

V = Versatile

taehyung is versatile in a lot of things so when he you doubt him in doing something he loves to prove you wrong by doing so.

W = Warm

taehyung’s always feels warm when he hugs you because your body emits such warmth and becausee so sometimes when he cuddles he falls asleep.

Y = Yummy

taehyung finds strawberries to be very yummy so he’ll eat them 24/7, sharing them with you whenever you want some.

Z = Zero

taehyung knows there is a 0 chance that he would fall in love with someone else other than you. he is your soulmate and your his forever and ever.

[upsidedownwithsteve]

The Seventh Day Of Christmas

Steve Harrington x fem!reader [1.5K]

Working overtime at the diner during the lead up to Christmas had you somewhat frazzled. Your feet hurt from standing all day, you were too tired to do much after a double shift and you were severely behind on your Christmas shopping.

In fact, you’d completely forgot about the get-together everyone was having that night until you bumped into Robin outside of the grocery store, cereal bar and lukewarm coffee in hand.

Hawkins was covered in a thin layer of frost, the air cold enough to see, the trees covered in string lights rather than leaves. The girl had reminded you of the movie night in the Wheeler’s basement, the secret Santa that had been arranged almost three week ago and how you were on snack duty.

And despite the way you’d nodded your head and tried to smile, promising you’d be there, Robin had grinned and seen right through your panic. ‘Cause with another twelve hour shift ahead of you, when were you supposed to buy your secret Santa present?

Who’s name had you even picked out of the hat?

You found the strip of crumpled paper at the bottom of your purse, just as you were finishing for the night. Your apron had too many stains on it, your feet ached, Mr Loretti had let you take home a couple of boxes of pizza and your boyfriend's name stared up at you in Nancy’s neat print.

Steve Harrington.

You’d decided on what to do before you even got home, rushing from your car into the house with a brand new burst of energy. If you were quick about it, you could pull it off before you needed to be at Nancy’s with the food, ready to watch bad Christmas movies with the rest of your friends.

You showered the grease and the smells of the diner from your hair, your skin, closing your eyes just briefly as the hot water washed over you, a smile on your lips as you thought about the boy.

It had been a few days since you’d properly spent time with Steve, both of you busy with work and the holiday rush, making do with whispered phone calls between dinner and bed, voices tired and words spoken a little longingly. Every night he told you he missed you and every night a new need and want clawed at the back of your throat.

It was too late to go to the mall, to find one of the fancier lingerie stores that sold the kind of outfit you had in mind. One that was all red velvet and white trim, short skirts and a dirtier version of what you’d find at the little grotto that was set up in the middle of the food court.

So you decimated your underwear drawer instead, reaching into its depths to pull out lace and silk, hunting until you found that set you were always a little too scared to wear — delicate and ruby red, lacy and with more pieces to it than your normal choices.

But you thought of Steve and the way he’d look at you, boyish smile turning into a full on grin, eyes lighting up with an excitement you hadn’t had a chance to see in a while. So you slipped on the bra, the matching underwear, the soft stockings and suspenders that made your legs look longer than normal.

You hid it all under a too big sweater and some old jeans, grabbing the pizza boxes and your car keys as you set off earlier than you needed to, only stopping to pause in your hallway, eyes cast over the Santa hat that was hanging from the bannister — a Christmas carolling prop that no one seemed to use anymore.

You grabbed it, grinning, and set off for your boyfriends.

Steve’s car was the only one in the drive when you reached the Harrington’s, his parents between deals before the year finished up for the holidays, both of them somewhere between Illinois and Kansas. The front door was unlocked, the fire in the living room barely still crackling and you could hear the dim of running water from above.

Steve’s en-suite door was cracked, a little light and a lot of steam coming from inside, the soft sound of the boy’s singing barely heard from under the roar of the shower but it made you smile all the same. You called out to him as you toed your shoes off, sweater catching in your hair as you struggled to get yourself undressed.

“Hey, babe,” you tried to sound casual, nonchalant, as you stripped off your jeans, the denim catching at your ankles. “S’just me.”

You heard the rustle of the shower curtain, the silence as Steve stopped singing and god, you could even hear the smile in his voice when he answered.

“Hey, sweetheart,” he sounded so happy. “Didn’t think I’d get to see you before movie night, Loretti let you out early?”

You made a noise of agreement, stumbling a little as you opened up the rucksack you’d thrown over your shoulder, pulling out the heels you’d stolen from your mom’s wardrobe, the Santa hat that you tried to sit prettily on your head.

“Yeah, he can be nice sometimes!” You called back, trying to keep your breath even as you bent to check your hair in Steve’s mirror, fluffing your hair and untwisting the bra straps that wouldn’t quite coordinate.

Was red lipstick too much?

“S’not like you’ve worked sixty odd hours for him this week,” Steve commented mildly. The shower shut off, the water dripping as the pipes squeaked. “I’ll be out in a sec, babe.”

Fuck it, it was Christmas — you swiped on a layer of red across your lips, pressing them together as you tried to keep an eye on the bathroom door.

“Take your time.” Did you sound out of breath? Did you sound nervous? You felt nervous.

“Take my time?” You heard Steve huff, humour lacing his voice. “You kiddin’? Been dying for a kiss for da— oh, fucking hell.”

You panicked at the sound of Steve approaching, the bathroom door swinging open and letting more steam and light spill out. Steve stood in front of you, skin still damp and jeans unbuttoned, showing off the band of his boxers, the little trail of hair that led into them. He was clutching a towel to the back of his head, stopping mid scrub as he dried his hair, staring at you instead.

You’d perched yourself on the edge of his desk last minute, stocking covered legs crossed as daintily as you could, the Santa hat a little askew on the top of your head. But you’d painted your lips crimson to match all the lace, smiled shyly and waved when Steve still hadn’t said anything else.

“Surprise,” you managed to whisper, your voice undeniably shaky with nerves? Adrenaline? Anticipation? God, you’d fucking missed him. “From your secret Santa.”

“Jesus Christ, babe,” Steve breathed out, towel dropping by his bare feet as he leaned back, pressing himself against the door frame. His eyes were everywhere, roaming over you, one hand clutched dramatically to his bare chest. “Baby. Fuck, fuck, you look insane.”

You preened at that, eyes glittering in the low light that came from the bathroom vanity. You watched the boy move forward, eyes on him, gaze heavy and heated. “Yeah?”

Steve nodded, close enough to smooth his hands over your thighs, calluses catching at the lace hems of your stockings, thumbs tucking themselves under the straps of your suspenders.

“I’m about to lose it just looking at you,” he breathed, words hitching into a gasp and a groan at the end as you hooked your fingers into the band of his boxers, tugging him forward. “The things I wanna do to you—”

You grinned, heart racing for all the right reasons under all that red lace. “I heard something about a kiss,” you reminded him sweetly.

Steve’s hands went wandering, one warm palm smoothing into the inside of your thigh, gently coaxing your legs apart so he could step between them. His pupils were blown wide as he gazed down at you, lips parted, breath coming a little heavy.

His fingers pressed themselves to the seam of your cunt, sliding up enough to find your clit, the pressure just right to get you gasping.

“Yeah, honey?” Steve whispered, all sticky sweet and wrecked sounding. Your lashes fluttered when he leaned in, nose pressed to your cheek and he kept talking all low for you. “You want a kiss?”

You nodded, head tilted back, hands reaching up to curl into the mess of his still damp hair, holding on for dear life. His thumb pressed down again, pushing lace against you so he could feel how wet you were already.

His lips ghosted over your cheek, your jaw, the corner of your mouth.

“A kiss where?” He asked.

You both missed the first hour of the movie, the pizza forgotten on Steve’s kitchen counter as he turned up at the Wheeler’s front door with his hand in yours and red lipstick marks on his neck.

[cherubharrington]

Safe & Sound

Steve Harrington x reader

The arrangement started because Steve couldn’t sleep. Nightmares were beginning to become too much. He rarely slept and it became more evident when he slept throughout his shift at Family Video. Keith was beginning to complain to him about him constantly sleeping during the job. One night, he decides to call you.

“Hey, I know this may be a lot to ask for, out of you. But I really, really can’t sleep.”

In most cases, you wouldn’t have had Steve Harrington calling you in the middle of the night. But after the evil Russians and Vecna. And the fact that he saved you not once but twice. You owed him.

“What’s up? What do you need?” You asked.

A twenty minute drive later, you were curled around the boy. Stroking his cheek, as his eyes fluttered but didn’t close. Your own eyes becoming heavy. Up close you could see the freckles on his skin, his eyes were looking at you. He was mumbling as he tried to sleep.

“I really really couldn’t have done this without you. It’s hard to sleep. All I see his scary face and-.” That’s when his speech would slur and his eyes would close. Before he would open them again out of fear. His chest heaving. He’d remember you were there and his heart would slow and he could breath again.

“It’s okay, you’re safe. You can sleep now.” You said, still stroking his cheek. Finally, his eyes were closed and his breathing began to become rhythmic. He was fast asleep and you followed him after.

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“All I’m saying, is that it’s kind of weird. Especially-.”Dustin said, pausing to eat the pudding Steve bought him. “Especially since you guys aren’t dating.”

Steve rolled his eyes, this was the third week of you two sleeping in the same bed together. No sex, just needing a good night of rest. He knew Dustin wouldn’t understand that. No matter how many traumatizing things the kid went through, he could sleep through a typhoon.

“I can’t sleep. Neither can she. So we sleep together. It’s completely innocent.” He said.

“Nothing you do Steve Harrington, is innocent with a girl.”

Steve shook his head, maybe there was some truth to Dustin’s words. But as he pulled into Robins house, that thought dissolved. There you were with her. Laughing at something she had said. Robin noticing his car, walked over to him. His eyes were stuck on you as you both walked over.

“Hey dingus. How come Dustin’s in the passenger seat?”

“Nope! Nu-uh!I called dips this time. Sit in the back, Robin.” You laughed at Dustin’s ourburst. Robin opened the back seat and let you in first. A grumpy look on her face as she did so.

“Heyyy Y/n, what brings you with us on this voyage today?”

“Voyage? Seriously?” Dustin turned to Steve and mhmed before turning back to you.

“My car broke down. Steve offered to drive me to work.” Dustin made an ahh face at you and smiled brightly at Steve.

“Okay, enough weirdo ness. Let’s go.” Steve pulled out the street and began to drive. Robin began her constant talk about Vickie. How things were beginning to progress with her. She finally got a date with her and she was nervous.

“She said this Friday. We’re going to the movies. But what if I miss up. Like what if I put too much butter in the popcorn. Or not enough. Or I buy all the wrong snacks and she thinks I suck. I get her the wrong drink and she hates me for li-.” Robin said as she began to blabber as she usually did.

“Robin.” Steve said.

“I just really don’t want to miss things up. I always always-.”

“Robin.” You said.

“I don’t want this to be weird for her-.”

“Robin!” You and Steve said at the same time. Robin finally stopped talking, she stared at everyone in the car before wincing.

“Sorry, I’m just nervous.” She said, looking down at her lap. You placed a hand on her forearm.

“It’s going to go great. Because you’re an amazing and fun person to be around. It’s easy to say to not sweat it. But I promise you, she’s probably just as nervous as you are.” You said, eyeing the girl with compassion.

“You think so?” She said.

“Oh no, definitely. Probably trying to figure out your favorite snacks too.” Steve chimed in.

“What movie you’ll like to watch. She’s probably freaking out. This is just to put things to perspective.” You said.

Dustin was quiet. Which struck you as unusual. He also had a smile on his face. One that reminded you of someone who knew something others didn’t. Steve pulled into the Hawkins High parking lot and let both Dustin and Robin get out the car.

“Have a fun day you two!” You both said at the same time. Dustin and Robin both smirked at the two of you. You rose your eyebrows but thought nothing of it. You turned to look over at Steve who was gulping.

“You okay, Stevie?” You asked, he nodded and smiled. “Yeah I just- nothing. It’s nothing.” You rose your eyebrows at him but he just turned up the radio.

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You were fast asleep next to him again. You had thought he’d fallen asleep. But he had pretended so he could watch you as you slept. You looked so peaceful, he couldn’t help the smile that came onto his face. He knew he was falling for you. He couldn’t have helped himself or stopped himself if he tried.

He felt himself escaping into his dreamscape, hoping it wasn’t a nightmare. He let himself, as long as you were here he was safe.

“Dustin! No!” He woke up with a start, you were trying to shake him awake. Tears were springing from his eyes. The nightmare was always the same and usually when you slept with him. It never came but for some reason it did this time.

“Shhh, shhh it’s okay. I’m here. I’m here.” You said, you wrapped your arms around his neck, his head falling on your chest. He held you tightly.

“I’m sorry I-.” He was trying to say that he never cried in front of a girl before. Nor did he ever have anyone see him wake from his nightmares but the words didn’t come out.

“It’s okay, baby. I’m here, I promise.” You said, hugging him close to you too. He finally went to sleep in your arms. The nightmare didn’t come back.

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“You’re in love with her Steve, just admit it to yourself.” Robin said, shaking her head. You hadn’t join them this time on the ride to school. You finally got your car back. —Dustin was in the back grumbling about the passenger seat.

“I-.” He said, sighing greatly than he tapped the dashboard. “Yeah I am, is that a crime?”

“I told you so.” Dustin said, from the back. Steve made a face at him through the mirror. Dustin gave one back. “Nothing about your situation was going to be innocent.”

Steve sighed again, if only you knew how much his heart was yours. Once he dropped them off, he was alone to contemplate it. He knew from the beginning he would fall for you. You were beautiful to him. You’d always managed to make him laugh. And you were so kind, it hurt to ever hurt you. He didn’t know what to do, it felt wrong to continue when he knew how he felt about you. So he knew he had to end it.

It was both of your days off and he knew you didn’t have to go to your classes at college. So he walked up to your house, you didn’t live that far from him. He went to knock on your door and stopped. The nightmares were just going to come rushing back. He didn’t know if he’ll be able to handle that. But he knew this wasn’t an innocent thing anymore. But before he could knock, you were opening the door with your dog. The dog wagged his tail and barked at Steve. Steve smiled down at him and he reached out a hand to touch him. The dog brought his head closer to be petted.

“Stevie! What brings you here?” You said, happily. Steve smiled at you but the smile faded slowly. He knew it was for the best for you both.

“We need to talk.” He said, he saw the way your face screwed into concern and worry. So he made it quick. “We can’t sleep together anymore. It’s not right, I- I love you and not in a oh you’re my best friend. We sleep together so I don’t have nightmares. No in a, I love you so much I dream now about being with you. Kissing you. Having kids with you. And I think about you all the damn time-.”

You stopped his talking with your lips. His eyes widen at first. But he melted into the kiss, letting you hold him as you did so. The dog barked between your legs. You pulled away first and smiled up at him cheekily. He smiled back.

“I love you too Stevie. And not in a best friend, we sleep together to chase away your nightmares. But in a I love you so much I want to be with you every moment of everyday. And I want to be the reason why you don’t have any nightmares anymore.” You said. His cheeks flushed red and you laughed. You caressed his face and he knew. Steve knew you were the love of his life.

“So we’re-.” He asked, trying to test out the waters.

“Boyfriend and girlfriend. Yeah.” You said.

“Yes!”

“We did it!” You saw both Dustin and Robin coming out of your bushes. You and Steve had your hands on your hips.

“What are two doing outside of school?” Steve asked.

“You’re not skipping are you?” You asked.

“Sorry mom and dad.” They both said, walking away slowly. Their heads down. You shook your head and looked back up at Steve.

“You’ll think we raised them better than that.” He said, you laughed and kissed him on his cheek.

[vanishingstarrs]

playing house

katsuki bakugo x reader, established relationship, fluff

( my bf and i basically played house yesterday and it felt very bakugo coded so enjoy :) <3 )

It was nearly midday when you woke up, unlocking your phone to multiple messages from your boyfriend. He sent you updates throughout his morning, seeing as he was a much early riser than you. It didn’t help that you were sick (him being the cause of it, you having caught the cold he had last week) and sore from the random urge to redecorate your entire room last night.

Turns out, hauling furniture and books and all the little trinkets you’d received as gifts from your boyfriend took a toll.

You headed down for breakfast (lunch technically) while responding to his messages before acknowledging his see you soon text with a question.

soo what do you wanna do today ?

You’d already been planning on seeing one another, you’d talked about maybe seeing a movie, though none of the ones out now seemed to really catch either your attention. Various messages came in one after the other as you heated up your food.

parents aren’t home today, they’re at some event until late

i was thinking we could watch Y/F/M and buy some snacks

plus you’re sick so i don’t wanna go far

then later i’ll make us dinner

and if you’d like we can go get ice cream

Your heart swelled. Katsuki didn’t always seem like he’d be the sweetest and your friends always questioned the nature of your relationship and how it worked out, but you knew deep down he was a softy. Especially when it came to you.

you offering to take care of me the whole day ? 🥹🫂

He responded quickly.

the least i can do after getting you sick

You laughed.

so you admit you got me sick ?

yes

sadly

i didn’t want to

it’s okay, worth it in order to kiss my baby 🫶🏼

good

lmk when i can pick you up

After your meal, you sat at your vanity, trying to decide how to style your hair, already having opted out of wearing makeup when Katsuki texted you again.

don’t do your hair, i wanna see your natural hair

well in that case you can come get me whenever, i was already planning on skipping makeup

nose is all red from tissues, it’d all come off anyway :(

. . .

You watched the little dots appear, go away, and then come back before a text came.

what if i told you i was already outside ?

You stood up, heading to your window to find your boyfriend standing right outside. You unlocked the latch and called out to him,“Five minutes, I just gotta change clothes!”

“What for? I already told ya my folks aren’t home.”

“I know, but still! Just hold on!”

You shut the window before he could counter you again and quickly found a semi-presentable outfit just in case his parents left their event early as they sometimes did. Katsuki always shook his head at the fact that you insisted on wearing a perfect outfit whenever you’d be at his house, you couldn’t help it though. You wanted to look nice in case his parents wound up being there.

You weren’t even that comfortable being home alone with him, especially when a certain look came over his face and you two wound up in not so innocent positions.

The only reason you were allowed over was because Katsuki had told his parents he’d gotten you sick and he wanted to cook for you.

You bid your parents goodbye and met up with Katsuki, hugging him first thing. You didn’t miss the way he inhaled your scent, most prominent in your hair by the way he buried his face in it before planting a quick kiss on your neck.

“I missed you too.” You grinned, knowing through his actions what he was trying to say.

He was a tad clingy and you loved it.

Since neither one of you had a car, you walked, though you didn’t mind and you knew he didn’t either as you chatted the entire way. Plus, he didn’t live too far.

There was a convenience store near your house, but Katsuki wanted to wait until you guys reached one closer to his as he wanted to pick up a few ingredients for the meal he was planning and he was certain they had them in stock there. Plus that way you didn’t have to carry anything on the way to his house.

So you walked and took turns talking, you told him about the way you’d decorated your room and the new layout of it and then he told you all about the fashion show his parents were attending and how they mentioned they’d like you two to attend with them on a day you weren’t sick since they had a lot of them coming up and they thought it might interest you.

“We’d have to dress up though, and that’d be annoying.” He frowned.

“Sounds like it might be fun though,” you shrugged,“Plus it’s your parents career, wouldn’t hurt to go in support of them.”

“Yeah, true…”

The topic shifted yet again as you neared the store and Katsuki grabbed a basket at the entrance,“Any snacks you want today, babe?”

You pointed out the premade coffee and he shook his head,“What do you need that shit for today? We’re just gonna be laying around all day.”

“It’s not that I need it, I just enjoy the taste, if I needed it at some point it honestly would’ve been last night, I stayed up way too late.” You sighed.

“Tsk, told you you didn’t have to get it all done in a day.”

“Yeah, but I did and I feel way better about it since now I don’t have to worry about it this week.” You countered, watching with a smile as he grabbed the one he knew you liked and tossed it into the basket.

He knew your favorite snacks too so he didn’t really have to ask what would make you feel better, he took his time nitpicking ingredients and you hugged him from behind all the while he decided whether he might change his meal last minute. It was all very domestic and you allowed yourself to imagine that this is what it’d be like if the two of you lived together. “Make your decision yet? I told you I’m okay with whatever, baby, I’ll eat anything you give me.”

“Don’t I know it.” He smirked and you punched his shoulder at the inappropriate comment.

“Stop.” Your cheeks heated up.

“You love it.” He teased further, even going as far as giving your ass a slap, despite the family strolling right by when he did it.

You rolled your eyes, waiting for them to pass before heading back to his side to hug his arm again,“Yeah, maybe.”

“No, completely, or you wouldn’t be with me.” He pecked your cheek and you leaned into the touch of his hand.

Once upon a time he was shy touching you, now he did it so freely and naturally. It felt like you’d been together forever, despite the fact that it’d only been roughly eleven months.

You went about a couple more aisles, finishing up and walking the remainder of the way home. He set up his things in the fridge and grabbed all the snacks and your drink,“You don’t want this in a different cup? I can change it for you, plus it’s already feeling kinda warm. I’ll add ice.”

“It has ice, love. Plus half the fun is the cup it already comes in.” You made grabby hands,“Sit, and let’s watch. You know you’ve been dying to know how this series ends.”

He settled himself beside you on the sofa and you quickly snuggled up to his side, though it was a tad uncomfortable wearing outside clothes when he was lounging comfortably in sweats. Katsuki took notice of how you constantly pulled your shirt down and he sighed,“I told you you should’ve just worn your pajamas. They’re not coming home, you’ll be back at yours way before that.”

“You’ve said that before, you know your dad will wanna bail before it ends.”

“You’re annoying.” He rolled his eyes, but you know he didn’t mean it as he said,“At least wear one of my shirts.”

In the end he somehow convinced you to wear one of his shirts and an old pair of sweatpants he had from when he was younger that fit you.

You frowned all the way down the stairs, but you couldn’t deny the fact that you were a lot more at home in his clothes than what you’d been in before.

You felt him walk up behind you and his teasing voice in your ear,“Now it looks like we fucked.”

“Katsuki!” You shoved him down the remaining steps, but all he did was laugh and open his arms up to you.

You rolled your eyes,“Keep it up and we won’t again for a month.”

“Don’t pretend to be a prude.” He scoffed as he tugged you back down to lay with him.

As soon as your head hit his shoulder, the reality of how sick you felt and tired you were finally settled into your bones and the warmth his body naturally produced made it so you fell asleep at only fifteen minutes into the movie.

By the time your eyes opened again the movie was at its final scene and you felt guilty as you asked him if he was actually paying attention to it and if he genuinely liked it.

He claimed he did after all three times of you asking him if he was sure he enjoyed it. He placed a kiss to your forehead before standing up and stretching,“Gonna get started on dinner, do you want something to snack on in the meantime?”

You thought about it,“Nope.” Better to wait and see what he’d make.

You stood up with him and followed him into the kitchen with the blanket he’d draped over you at some point still wrapped around you, sitting patiently at the island while he maneuvered his way around the familiar space.

The first time you found out Katsuki knew how to cook you’d been shocked, now it seemed fitting that he knew how to work the stove.

In fact, he knew more about knife techniques and the perfect cooking temperatures than you did. The few times you’d found yourself in the kitchen ended in more injuries than successful meals.

You spoke while he cooked and occasionally he’d come over to receive a kiss like it was a reward, when he finally finished he took both your plates and walked you back to the living room to watch something else while you ate. You couldn’t help the thought from crawling into your mind:

Is this what it’d be like if you lived together?

You’d never felt more like an old married couple than you did now, even with all the times you and Katsuki had disagreements and people described you as such. It didn’t really feel like that until now.

“I love you.” You broke the silence that had settled among you both after finishing eating.

He flushed, looking away and you couldn’t help but smile.

“I love you too.”

[jaketswine]

movie night

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summary: after spending a lot of time in the studio, jake surprises his girl with a little night at home.

you haven’t had much time with Jake lately.

between your job, and Jake being at the studio, you just never found the time to be together.

you’d be up before the crack of dawn, placing gentle kisses on jake’s sleeping face, getting ready to leave for the day.

Jake would be home right as you were heading to bed, just in time to snuggle in under the covers with you.

you missed each other, sure, but you both knew this was how it worked. you’d been doing it for some time now.

even though you were both decently content with your limited time together throughout the day, Jake had been badgering the other guys to take a day off- or at least cut their time at the studio short one day.

and today was finally the day that they called it quits in the early afternoon, a few hours before you’d be home from work.

Jake had come up with a pretty simple, but effective, plan. first, he was going to run to the store and grab all the ingredients he needed for dinner tonight. then, head home to prep and cook a favorite meal of yours- one that you claimed only he could replicate.

wine and dine you, but from the coziness of your own home. just how you both liked it.

he also knew that you had been dying to watch a specific movie that had recently been released on one of your streaming services. so he decided he’d have that pulled up and ready to go for after dinner. along with some movie theater-esque snacks he knew you both loved.

he battled with himself over whether or not to text you, letting you know he would be home early today.

in the end he decided to surprise you, knowing you were never one to stay at work past your contract hours anyway, so he wasn’t too worried.

grabbing the groceries he needed, some snacks, and a bouquet of flowers he thought were too pretty to not buy, he was on his way home to begin working on your little movie night.

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you texted Jake as your left work; just a simple

hey babe, I'm headed home. hope your day is going well, I love you.

you knew Jake was usually busy at the studio at this time of day, so you didn’t bother to wait on a reply, putting your car in drive and pulling out of the parking lot, dreading your traffic-filled drive home.

the whole drive to your house, all you could think about was how much you wanted to spend the night cuddled up in Jake's arms. but you had been resigned to the fact that might not happen for a while now, and that was okay.

so you were pleasantly surprised as you pulled into your driveway, seeing Jake's car sitting outside. something you certainly were not used to.

now rejuvenated by your excitement, you raced to park your car. quickly unbuckling and throwing open your door, you grabbed your bags and ran to your front door.

before you could rearrange your belongings to gain a free hand, the door opened for you, revealing a very smiley Jake behind the piece of oak.

"welcome home baby," he said softly as he did his best to wrap you in a hug with all of your baggage in between. he turned his head to place a kiss on your cheek, then your nose, and a final kiss directly on your lips. you giggled and pulled away, smiling up at him as he said, "I have dinner ready for us."

to say you were still a bit shocked would be an understatement. you hadn't had an actual night with jake in quite a while, but you were over the moon to break that streak tonight.

"Jake, what are you doing here?" you asked as you entered the house, thinking for a moment. "no one's sick are they??"

he giggled at your caring nature, "no honey, everyone's okay. we just decided to cut rehearsal short today.. something about someone needing to spend more time with their girlfriend or whatever."

you laughed and rolled your eyes at his sarcasm, "she sounds a bit needy, don't you think?"

"I hear she's pretty perfect actually," he replies, bending down to give your forehead a light kiss.

you smile up at him, "I'm happy you're here."

Jake began walking you both toward the kitchen, looking back over his shoulder to answer, "me too."

he led you to your dining table, pulling out your chair for you and relieving you of your bags. setting everything down, he moved to plate the dinner he had prepared for the both of you.

"what did ya make for us chef?" you jokingly asked him.

whipping out his best French accent, he responded, "nothing but the best for the lovely lady," placing your plate down in front of you, he continued, "your favorite my dear."

you dove right in after seeing what he had made, placing a large bite of food into your mouth. you let your eyes roll into the back of your head, humming with approval at the taste, "mmm, this is amazing Jake."

having rested his elbow on the table, chin in hand so he could watch you, he grinned shyly at you, "I'm glad you like it honey. eat up, then I have something else for you."

you both ate fairly quick, taking breaks to chat about all that's been going on within the studio and at your job- enjoying this rare time you had to catch up with each other.

when you both finished your meals, you rose from your seat grabbing your empty plate and reaching for Jake's. before you could, he moved forward to stop you, grabbing ahold of your wrist.

"sweetheart, I don't want you to touch the dishes tonight. go take a nice, hot shower, put on your comfiest pajamas, and meet me in the living room."

you smiled at the gesture, and as nice as that sounded, you still felt the need to give him a look that says 'are you sure?'.

he rolled his eyes at you, slipping the plate out of your grasp, lightly and lovingly pushing you away from him, gesturing toward your shared bathroom down the hall.

you knew there was no reason not to go, as Jake obviously wasn't going to allow you to help him with anything tonight, so you scurried down the hall excited to wash the day off of you.

you do exactly as he told you to, taking a quick shower, and slipping on your favorite pair of plaid pj pants (which you may or may not have stolen from Jake), and an oversized t-shirt (which you definitely stole from Jake), and heading back to the living room to see what else he has in store for you.

stepping into the now dim living room, your eyes catch on the spread of snacks Jake has laid out for you two. seeing some of your favorites that are usually reserved for movie theater trips only, as well as a large bowl of popcorn, with steam still rolling off the top.

sitting in the middle of the coffee table, you see a beautiful bouquet of flowers, as well as a few candles scattered about.

the last thing that catches your eye is the title of the movie you'd been dying to see in large font across the tv screen. your eyes widened as you realized Jake had given you a perfect at-home movie night.

you walked further into the room, finding Jake comfortably positioned on the couch, scrolling through his phone.

when he noticed you, he set his phone down, opening his arms wide, gesturing for you to come to him.

sitting down on his lap, he wrapped his arms around your waist and gently nuzzled his face into your neck, breathing in the combined scent of your shampoo and body wash.

"I figured since I'm available tonight, we could finally watch this," he told you, pointing to the screen. "I showed the guys the trailer for it this morning.. Sam's a bit bummed that he wasn't invited."

you giggled at his comment, "tell him he can join us next time."

Jake placed a kiss on your cheek, shaking his head, "absolutely not."

cuddling up together, you moved into your preferred position for movie watching with jake- your head in his lap with his arm resting on your waist, his hand rubbing small circles into your hip bone.

turning the movie on, you let it play for a few minutes before turning your head to look up at Jake, you gave him a slight nudge and a quiet, "hey," hoping to grab his attention.

he turned his head down to look at you, a questioning smile on his face, "what's up, doll?"

"just wanted to say thank you. I've missed you recently, and I know it's not your fault, but I still do." he nodded his head, agreeing with you. "I'm glad you're home tonight, that we got this time together..." you trailed off, staring up at him.

"I'm glad I got to do this for you tonight, I miss taking care of my lady," he replied. "although we are pretty close to being done with everything, may get to do this a lot more often soon," grinning as he added the last bit.

"I would absolutely love that."

he reached around you, grabbing your hand from where it sat on the couch in front of you. he raised it to his face, placing a loving kiss on your knuckles, then lacing your fingers together as he lowered your arm back down.

"and I absolutely love you, honey."

you grinned at that, letting your eyes slip shut, and repeating the same back to him, "I love you, jake."

he smiled to himself as he felt your breath fall into a steady rhythm, finding it quite endearing that you couldn't stay awake for more than thirty minutes of a movie.

it didn't matter to him though. he was just happy to be here with you, holding you close, watching you rest peacefully.

besides, this would just be an excuse for another movie night.

[nogenderbee]

Okay, so..... I want to request tsukasa and rui x reader having a strict parent maybe? Like reader sometimes feels anxious when they talked about their parents or someone mentioned reader's parents.

And if u don't mind, can u do where tsukasa/rui comforting reader bcs they feels overwhelmed by their parent?

(not me having a strict parent though)

Heya! I may or may not had too much fun writing it... totally not because I realte pfft I know it's mostly about grades here but I think they reactions would be similiar to other situations too ^^" but anyway, I hope you enjoy <3

Tsukasa, Rui with reader who has strict parents

Tag List: @alicewinterway18 - come get your future star!

⊱ Tsukasa noticed when you started hanging out, not necessarily after you started dating but even when you still have been friends, that you always needed your parents approval or you never really wanted to tell stories about your parents, but he understood that! He thought maybe you have your own private reasons and he didn't wanted to go too far with it since it may ruin your relationship

⊱ after you started dating tho, it often happened that you couldn't come to your date because of bad grade or something and you were grounded, he offered to help you study as much as he can but you always told him that you can't invite anyone

⊱ you had exam from [insert hated subject here] and you studied for it for whole 2 weeks! But in the end you got a 2... sure, you passed but it wasn't enough to make your parents happy...

⊱ luckily for you tho, teacher was supposed to type in grades in the next week so you still had some time, and Tsukasa saw how sad you looked so he invited you to his place so you can have a calm date which you of course agreed on

⊱ he being the sweet and caring boyfriend he is, buyed you a lot of your favorite snacks, got some funny movie ready and a lot of pillows, and blankets for you two!

⊱ in the end tho... you kinda started venting to him about your situation, and he didn't mind! Instead he got ready some tissues and listened to you while hugging you and letting you cry into his chest

⊱ after you told him everything or just cryed your heart out, he'd start errasuring you that it's not your fault and that you did your very best, and if your parents can't see that then he'll go and confront them, it may sound as a silly joke to cheer you up but he surely will if that what'll make you feel better

"My star, there's no one shining brighter than you and I, as future star, will make sure that they will notice your charm and all your tries!"

⊱ Rui notices things pretty easily, so it's not a surprise that he quickly picked on that you may have strict parents and as much as he wanted to change it, he didn't wanted to only give you more problems, and you still found time to hangout with him so that was really enough for him!

⊱ once you started dating tho, he wanted to hangout with you more often then you did when you were just friend, but you meeted SLIGHTLY more often than back then and he exactly knew why even tho you may not want to admit it

⊱ lately you've been stressing yourself over because of [insert hated subject here] exam, and your boyfriend told you that he can help you, fact, it was mostly an excuse to spend some more time with you but it worked

⊱ although he will actually help you study so you won't have problems because of him, but he also makes you take some breaks and uses it to have some sweet time with you he missed so much

⊱ the day you were supposed to know results of your test, he immidietly rushed to meet with you to congratulate you since he knew you will do the best! but how surprised was he when he saw sad look on your face

⊱ Rui immidietly knew something is wrong so he took you to the rooftop to calmly talk with you when you started crying, was it because of stress? fear of how your parents might react? sadness because you disappointed your boyfriend? you wasn't sure... but he was there to hold you and rub your back

⊱ no matter if you needed to talk or cry, he'd be there rubbing your back in comforting way, and once you were done, he'd spoil you with affection and all sort of comfort sentences

"Darling, it's not your fault. You did your very best and I was even there to see how hard you studied for it. If they can't see it, you can always count on me to confront them if you need."

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[hetalia-has-a-secretary]

How would the German Brothers, France, England, Russia, and China react to their American s/o (who recently moved countries to move in with them) dealing with extreme homesickness?

German Brothers + Allies with a homesick S/O

(I made this for a S/O from anywhere in the world since America already lives there and he must be included. Everyone loves that greasy bomber jacket blonde lol)

German Brothers:

Germany:

He understands what homesickness feels like. Between the wars from the past, and the meetings for the future he usually upholds, he is rarely at his nice clean home.

He does his best to console them, and buys them stuff from their home country.

One day he was talking with Italy, and was shocked when Italy suggested to just have more meetings in their home country and bring them with when they start to miss it.

He starts to do just that.

Makes extra time to take them to nice resturants or their hometown and to visit as much of their family and friends as possible.

He realizes having them as a traveling companion helped his stress levels so now they're his emotional support S/O!

Now at least when they miss their home, they won't be alone in that.

Prussia:

Man is retired, and LOVES to travel and learn stuff.

Has no problem sneaking his S/O away to their country.

Movie nights with subtitles will happen frequently. He's not even paying attention he's just so happy his Jewel is happy.

Also cooks a lot of food from their homelands as well as gifts and tacky tourist gages just to make them smile.

Allies:

America:

Doesn't fully understand at first since he couldn't WAIT to break free from England.

Doesn't stop him from bringing his S/O to all the themed resturants in America.

Even has pinned down all the cultural museum spots from their Homeland.

Has an endless knowledge about S/O's heritage of cryptic and ghouls.

Loves seeing them happy and will fly them out, even if he can't go with due to restrictions.

Will help make an album of photos and magazines and newspapers and all that good stuff with them.

Also expect a LOT of imported snacks from their home country as well.

England:

We will pretend he thinks museums don't exist, and that his country doesn't have any major art works.

This will be the ONLY time it's a good thing because now his S/O can ramble off what all the foreign words are.

Laughs when he learns the British museums didn't realize a relic was NOT in fact used to make biscuits.

He won't be able to go with them, but sends a friend of theirs to go with and gives them an allowance to go on a shopping spree and eat at the highest quality of resturants/food markets.

Bring him back a teacup, or pottery piece and he will fight tears over the fact they thought of him just as much as he did of them.

France:

HUGE advocate for getting to travel with his S/O.

Unless there's a riot outside his window he will drop everything to go.

"It would be unfair to give up your life completely just for me, non?"

Showers them with romantic evenings and maybe a get together with friends and family.

France has an amazing wifi connection so he will set up a place to video chat with their friends.

After all even just friends can bring you back home.

Will have random people send postcards so his S/O can make a picture map of their countries best sight seeing places.

Even if he does most the work.

China

He's not too keen on traveling there, and rarely let's his S/O go back

But when they do its not a small trip. We're talking a couple months, or until they had enough.

He will try his best to incorporate foods from the other country and enjoys the process.

He has also shipped out many books and movies to China for them.

Though he will evidently receive chinese rip offs, and gets agitated and apologetic.

He knows it's an issue, they guy is trying his hardest!

Russia

He gets a little sad, thinking they just don't want to be with him.

Even so that in itself is understandable, but decides to go on a trip with them anyway.

Look out if it's a nice and sunny beach like country (or has any beaches regardless)

He will become a very happy sunburnt Russian. Sunscreen? What's that?

His S/O will have to fight with him ti actually go back home because how their home is him new home, da?

Have fun with your summer stays!

[lonelysatoru]

one piece characters as goodwill workers

Luffy

somehow became a team lead (nobody knows how)

before he was a team lead he used to always get in trouble for always going into the breakroom for a “quick snack” (a full meal and 15 minutes laughing at the gc)

he used to never show up to work on time until he forced his roommates to come work there (roommates being zoro, sanji, and ussop)

hasn’t gotten asked to close since the time he fucked up the counting machine i the cash office so bad everyone was stuck there until 11:30pm trying to figure out how to fix it so that the store manager wouldn’t kill them (the cash machine was broken for months after)

works best in hardline

works morning shift bc that’s when sanji comes to work

usually works door because he’s super friendly and can carry a bunch of stuff inside at once

sorts through donations slow bc he gets distracted by the cool stuff

also isn’t allowed to price anymore bc he once put a vase worth $2,000 on the floor for 5.99 bc he thought it was ugly and didn’t think to look it up

whenever they get secret shopped and he’s at the door they get high scores

when ever he has to roll carts he takes forever because the regulars like to stop him and talk to him (and he could talk forever)

got banned from dressing the mannequins because he’d put the ugliest shit known to man on them for a good laugh

got employee of the month once and never ever let anyone forget it

songs along to the songs that play over the speakers EVERYDAY, regardless what song it is

uses the company card to buy food for everyone

is the person that buys cupcakes for a employee birthday or milestone 🥹

zoro

is also a hardliner

he’s only allowed to do sorting tho bc he’s rude to the people at donation door

their lowest score was when he was at the door in luffy’s absence (made a side comment about someone donating their garbage, or as he called it, useless shit)

got wrote up BAD for that too but he didn’t care

he’s better at sorting than luffy is bc he doesn’t get distracted and thinks a lot of the stuff is trashy

also always shows up to work on time and doesn’t ever miss a day

pretends to be annoyed when luffy sings along to the songs over the speaker but got super concerned the one day luffy didn’t sing along

has never gotten employee of the month and despises it so much bc sanji always makes fun of him for it

disappears for a realllyyyy long time every single day to go to the bathroom (goes to sleep for 20 minutes)

got in trouble for taking super long bathroom breaks so now he cuts his breaks down to 15 minutes and doesn’t get in trouble for it bc they don’t have the employees to fire him

usually works afternoon shifts bc that’s when ussop comes to work

only works there bc luffy begged and bribed him with the fact that they offer gym memberships through one of their programs

got banned from using the intercom bc during closing he got asked to make the closing call and went “attention goodwill shoppers. if you’re still in here at 8pm you need to get your shit and go. i wanna go home”

always takes his lunch with ussop bc he works in the front and is always willing to take him to go get something to eat if he’s still hungry after the lunch sanji packed

hates closing bc the people that show up around that time don’t leave fast enough for him

whenever he has to grab price checks from the front customers stare at him bc they think he’s hot

got made fun of by luffy bad when a grandma tried to set him up with their granddaughter after he helped her take her stuff out to the car

is the guy the cashiers call to grab stuff from top shelves

sanji

is a PRICER in hardline

works very quickly and efficiently bc he doesn’t like getting in trouble and wants to impress the store manager (happens to be nami)

has gotten employee of the month 3 times and rubs it in zoro’s face BAD

has gotten asked to help at other stores a few times and always smirks at zoro while they ask bc he knows zoro will NEVER get asked that

is always making side comments about zoro while he prices, which always leads to them fighting but they stop whenever nami comes into the back cuz they know to shape up when she’s in the area

always gets the store bonuses bc he noticed the super expensive items before they go out and sends them to ecom

they always make count when he’s the one pricing, even if it’s a slow day at the donation door

is the designated training buddy for new comers so he knows how to do everything in the store

drives luffy to work in the morning so that he’s not late

always makes lunches for zoro, ussop, and luffy (also makes lunch for nami and gets so red whenever she comments on how good his food is)

brings baked goods to work for everyone to eat sometimes and pretends he doesn’t like the praise

takes full advantage of the grocery and gas option goodwill has for workers (they pay for employees groceries and gas)

writes those stupid little praise cards for everyone in the store but swears he only writes ones for the women in the store

always goes home for his lunch break

sits in his car for his 15 minute breaks bc if he sits in the breakroom with luffy he loses track of time and they end up getting in trouble (once sat their for 40 minute cackling with luffy and a coworker)

ussop comes to him and tells him what areas in the store needed to be decorated and he keeps it in mind by putting his decorations in a different cart

when ussop calls for a price check he goes to get it to see if he’s having an anxiety attack (can always tell over the speaker no matter how crunchy it is)

when he goes up front to get price checks he never notices but people stare at him when he walks by

gets asked what kind of cologne he’s wearing everytime he steps foot out onto the floor

usopp

is a cashier

got super bad anxiety working up front by himself the first few weeks he started, but once he got used to it he was able to hide it better

gets REALLY bad anxiety when he’s left up at the front alone bc someone called out and they’re spread thin

never ever forgets to tell everyone the return policy

whenever he finally gets backup he gets told to roll carts or fill up the endcaps of the aisles until he feels calmer

dresses the mannequins bc he has the best fashion sense/eye for display out of the other employees

excels during holiday seasons bc he’s fantastic and bringing together the random donated items

always takes his lunches and 15 minutes breaks at the same time

always goes on lunch with zoro so that they can get food

was the unlucky soul who got stuck with luffy until 11:30 when he fucked up the cash machine

begs nami to switch the station to the throwback station every thursday bc at night when everyone’s gone he gets to sing along to california girls at the top of his lungs (zoro always tells him to shut up)

gets pretty good reviews when the secret shoppers comes to his register bc he’s super easy going and will have a conversation with anyone

knows all the tea in the store and more often than not ends up sitting with nami in her office or while they price new goods and just GOSSIPS

keeps trying to convince sanji to become a store manager since he knows how to do every job in the store

nami

is the store manager

rules the store with a iron enough grip that they know not to mess around too much, but loose enough that everyone knows they can come to her with anything and talk

isn’t super strict about the dress code unless one of the big bosses is coming

she loosely follows the rules and policies goodwill sets in place if she thinks they’re stupid

for example: there’s a rule that employees can’t buy the color of the week. but she’ll let you buy the color of the week if you want it (she just doesn’t give them the employee discount)

lowkey hates being the store manager bc she always has a ton of paper work and meetings and emails to tend to like everyday

prefers to help in softline over hardline bc luffy’s off key singing makes her head hurt. plus sanji and zoro’s bickering also irritates her

on the rare occasions one of them isn’t there she’ll go back there and stay bc usually luffy without zoro/ zoro without luffy is just less annoying

is super serious about everyone making count and sending stuff to ecom bc she wants her bonuses (also bc if they can reach their budget continuously the workers can get raises but she’ll never say that)

whenever a customer is being rude to her workers they know to call her bc she’ll kick them to the curb IMMEDIATELY, regardless of if they were gonna pay for their things or not

gave zoro the title of “security guard” bc if a customer is particularly aggressive she gets on the unofficial pokémon walkies and calls for him. as soon as he comes out from the back and the trouble maker sees him they ALWAYS take the base outa their tone and leave 😭

okay i’m all outa ideas 🫡

[ringlorn]

"Hey, I'm back with the stuff!"

Nezha all but glides in through the back door, arms laden with grocery bags while his Wheels do the work of leading him into the kitchen. Why his roommate wanted so much soymilk he'll never know, but he trusts Macaque's cooking skills.

Even if he makes lotus root dishes far too often.

There was a sale on kale this week—Nezha doesn't know whether Macaque would use that, but he buys one bunch anyways, figuring the macaque can always whip up extra snacks to take to his boyfriend, or Liu'er, or whoever he runs into around the city. Most of the time he doesn't know what the guy gets up to at all since his shadows make him virtually invisible—but that's on him for not really caring. The rest of the time they spend passing each other in the halls, through the windows, or actually sharing sauce over the meal table (and isn't that weird enough, him eating with a monkey that isn't Sun), living more or less...like roommates do, he guesses.

He's not sure why Macaque doesn't just move in with Monkey King at this point—they obviously like each other and even the third guy's been accepted by both—but it's the same question he could ask himself: why not move in with Sun? Too many monkeys, is his first reaction, but honestly the threat of Zhang San coming back someday and seeing the two of them in one house is what really keeps him in check.

(If he wanted to win over Sun, he would've done it first and a thousand years earlier rather than settle for second place now.)

Once in front of the fridge, Nezha opens it up and starts to put stuff around what's already inside, finally used to the proper placement of things. (Honestly, the looks he'd gotten from putting vegetables next to raw meat once upon a time?)

"Do you want me to take out any of this stuff?" he keeps talking as he works. ostensibly to no one. But having a roommate with six ears means you can whisper and he'll hear you just fine, so he might as well been shouting right now.

It's Nezha himself who needs to strain his ears for a response, only to hear nothing. He checks the clock on the wall—it's getting on evening, so the guy should be home to cook? Unless he ran off to hang with Monkey King again and pranked Nezha into coming back to an empty house or something.

Pah, joke's on him. He's rich enough to order takeout for the rest of his life.

Closing the fridge, the lotus prince saunters to the family room, still talking to empty air. "Also, do you know any good cooks? I mean, guys who do it for a living. A friend of mine's thinking to hire...I don't know where to get that kind of chef, snipe 'em from a restaurant or something?"

That's probably the easiest way to do it, but otherwise he was looking at online research instead. Magnolia could do that herself. It was also a pretty stupid question so he's expecting a snarky comeback, but the fact that no one replies is pretty telling.

Macaque's not home.

Just in case, Nezha decides to float upstairs, planning to listen in on the guy from outside his room. If the monkey's not sleeping, sick, or well, dealing with stuff like last time, he's likely MIA.

He doesn't expect to see Macaque's bedroom door standing ajar by the time he reaches the landing though. Exasperated, Nezha dismisses his Wheels and stalks over noisily on foot. "C'mon, you've never been this obvious with bait—"

The door creaks open. The inside is bare.

This...what, did he actually move out?

Looking around the empty space makes the ends of Nezha's hairs stand on end. It takes a moment before he unfreezes enough to scramble through his pockets for his phone. Fingers scrolls through his contacts—nothing, no name—then social media, where people are posting about the eclipse that dropped by while he was obliviously browsing the aisles of the supermarket.

Gone, just like that.

He's not sure what he feels at the moment. Honestly, the ones who should be missing him are—again, more scrolling back and forth—still here, so that's gotta suck. The other guy's gone too, though Nezha doesn't recall him as much as he does Monkey King with him, and—his brows wrinkle, thinking back to the fridge.

It's full of food, and right now he's the only one living in this house.

...tomorrow. He'd deal with it tomorrow. Keep what he could eat, donate the rest or something—it'd be a joke if he tried to cook like Macaque, but wasting his ingredients is even worse.

Do I tell someone? No, they'd probably find out for themselves—and maybe even sooner than he did, since they were actually close. He and Macaque were—well, they couldn't be friends as far as Heaven was concerned, but they weren't enemies.

They were comfortable, Nezha decides, in their special brand of impersonalized co-living that had the guy bossing him around with a spatula in one hand and a pan full of spicy sizzling vegetables in the other to scrub the toilets already, it's only fair, Nezha, before setting a full bowl of food in front of him for lunch half an hour later.

Wordlessly, Nezha walks to the bedroom windows and throws one open. A late summer breeze trickles through the opening, hot and heavy, making it hard to breathe. He inhales it anyways—and then climbs onto the windowsill before stepping out entirely. Of course his Wheels catch him before he falls, and Nezha turns mid-air to hover outside his building, staring at the windows darkening with the onset of incoming rain clouds.

The houses here are never left empty for long—the Stars always fill them with new, confused faces every few days. He'll probably get a new roommate next time, but he'd have to figure out the groceries before that, and there's no telling how the other monkeys are going to cope with this all, or if they'll even drop by to check.

He frowns at that thought. Would it be better or worse for him to be there when they do?

If he keeps the window open, they can let themselves in—or just use the balcony, another favorite. There's been no issue of thieves in this area of city so he can keep things unlocked—the locals know better to try against all the superpowered weirdos they get every month moving in. And even if nobody comes—

Well, maybe he's the one who needs time to readjust to living by himself again.

Nezha looks at his phone and decides to book a hotel for the night.

[flailingangel]

I'm slowly beginning to understand why dream fucking stormed out of the pub after hob said they're friends (excluding the fact that he's more than a god and hob is just some guy™). Like imagine you go to a club and start hooking up with a guy.

U barely know each other and u don't even know his name but u both know you'll be there every month on that same exact day because you both have busy lives but sometimes y'all need to let your hair down and that just so happened to be the day ur both free. And then one day this guy(who's barely a friend with benefits btw) asks "so we're dating right" and the AUDACITY. Sure you like to go out of the club so you can actually hear each other talk. Sure you walk home together and get snacks and eat together. Sure maybe you even hang out at each other's houses waiting to use the shower or just having tea. Maybe he's even protected you from some street thugs that one time and you saved his ass in the end. BUT HOW DARE HE SUGGEST YOU'RE DATING?! You told him from the start this was just a hookup.

It's not like you made heart eyes whenever he would go on rants about how much he hates Shakespeare even though you love him. Nevermind the fact that you feel butterflies in your chest whenever he talks about the most mundane shit "omg they've added Fanta to the menu" "we can vape inside now!" "What will they think of next" or how you feel alive when he talks about how shit a day he's had "my girlfriend broke up with me" "you have a girlfriend?" but still wants to continue working at his shitty 9-5 job and live in his shitty shoebox apartment BC "life is rich" and "I have so much to live for".

Nevermind all that. You're just a stranger in the club and he's just some guy you're on slightly good terms with. You're not dating. You don't need intimacy thank you very much. Too messy. You live in a studio because housemates always gossip. You're single bc you love your work. You're alone because you like the privacy. You're only hooking up bc your sister mentioned it once and it intruiged you. What need do you have of a relationship? And then you miss the meeting. Not because you don't think you're friends as the guy says but because you're being held for ransom as your older sister is actually a member of parliament as are your parents. But it's your sister they want.

As you're kidnapped you have a lot of time to think about your past relationships. That one didn't work out because you were a dick. Plain and simple. You really should let her out of prison but old wounds still haven't healed. The next one was because she had started seeing that other guy. What was his name? You don't remember. The other one seemed to be going well. You courted her right, no missing son, no fights. But she still left you. Why? You can't understand. You just went to her one day and she said she couldn't keep doing this. But you brought her creations no one else could make. Showed her beauty beyond the two of you. What was it then? What did she say? You struggle to remember, to find the puzzle pieces and put them in the right place at first. But you're stuck for a while. Your parents don't come-you're an adult after all- nor do your siblings who mind their own business. Time passes ever so slowly. You come up with ways to torment your captors when you escape. Maybe kidnap the man's son so he knows what it's like. Or his husband. Maybe burn the place to the ground. Or kill them and dump their bodies in the ocean. You have the money from your work as a glass artist to buy a boat in their name. How would you get out? Would you real your thumbs to get the cuffs off? Or would you be saved by the guy from the club?

What would you say to him? You'd definitely call him a friend. You'd hang out more than once a month. You'd go shopping and get clothes. How you missed clothes. Even the feel of denim chafing your skin would be welcome right now. You'd hang out the morning after. Make breakfast. Burn it. You'd tell him he was right and you were dating. You'd tell him you were in love. Then you'd mess it up and he'd leave you. Just like all the others did. What had she said? What did you do to drive her away? You always visited her when he had time. When the work wasn't too much and he remembered the day. Sure that meant sometimes he had to miss out a date or two but you always told her. Better than how you left things with Hob. Abrupt and without warning. Then you remembered how you'd tell her. Only an hour before the date. She had made a reservation and had been looking forward to it for days. Sure you had let her know but only barely in advanced. And there was that one time you didn't even keep track of the time. Let alone the date and you'd missed a weekly date. She'd brushed it off but now you can see the resignation in her eyes as she said it was fine. And that was it wasn't it? That was the final nail in the coffin.

Not with him. Not with Hob. You'd tell him. You'd break out of this godforsaken hellhole and tell him everything. It didn't matter anymore. Fuck pride. Fuck privacy. Fuck mess and tidiness. You would tell him, the once a month hookup. You'd admit he was right and you were wrong and you loved him and you were dating. Just as soon as you got out of these cuffs.

[joy-of-life88]

Inked Temptation [a Damian Priest story] 12 Backfiring

Ellie POV

Humming, I packed the last things into one of the many boxes. I could not believe how much stuff I had. But now that everything was packed, I realized the extent of it. I had sorted out a lot and donated it. I had also sold my car. It made more sense to sell it and buy a new one in Florida. To be honest, my car wasn't the best anymore anyway and I wasn't sure if it would have made the long drive at all.

It was good that I had not rented the small U-Haul. Because not everything would have fit in there. The movers were loading the last of the furniture. I was glad to finally be done with it.

These four weeks had been really exhausting. With our work and the need to still spend a lot of time together and then the preparations for my move. Fortunately, all that would be behind us tomorrow. And I was really looking forward to it. Damian felt the same way. Even though it was clear to both of us that it would be a new challenge. Especially because it would probably be pretty cramped with all our stuff.

But should it become too much then we had any time the possibility to look around for a bigger place to stay. Together.

Just as I had these thoughts, my phone rang. I could not help but smile when I saw the callers ID.

"Hi D! How are you?" I asked happily.

"Better when I can see you, baby girl. I'm on my way to get a cab right now. I should be with you in about 1 to 1 1/2 hours. Then I can take my baby to her new home." he replied.

"I can't wait. I hope we didn't get ahead of ourselves by wanting to drive the truck to Florida by ourselves. But I trust you to know what you're doing." I said with a laugh.

"Of course I do, Ellie-Bell. This will be our first extended road trip. And we have a lot of time. This 20 hour drive will go by really fast. Don't worry." he replied in a good mood.

I really hoped that he knew what he was getting into. Because for me, the whole thing did not sound particularly appealing. The only good thing was that I could spend the time with Damian. And then there was the fact that I finally got out of here.

"If you say so Mr Priest..." I giggled.

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An hour later everything was stowed in the truck and I took another look around the apartment. It was strange to see it so empty. Good thing Damian would be here soon.

"Eleanor Robertson? We have a complaint from your neighbors because the parking lot is blocked." I suddenly heard from the stairs.

I turned around and saw two policemen coming towards me. I didn't know one of them, but I knew the other one even better. I groaned. It was so to be expected. The spy wanted to see what was going on and had found a excuse to do so.

"That's not possible. The truck is parked in a designated area and my neighbors have all been informed of my move and the noise and unpleasantness it will cause," I said matter of factly.

"If you don't mind I will see for myself. Lieutenant Henderson, please escort Miss Robertson to the truck to make sure everything is indeed in order." said the older man.

"So it's true.... You're actually moving away from here..." said Scott.

Meanwhile, I grabbed my purse and the bag of prepared snacks and refreshments to take back to the truck. Then I locked the door. One last time. Even though this was so not the goodbye I had imagined.

"Yes, I see you are still doing your job as a spy for my father. Didn't he tell you that it was not a good idea? I don't mind exposing you," I wanted to know.

"You're bluffing. You have nothing on me, El." he said, but his look told me he was anything but sure.

"I have some evidence... And then you can forget about your promotion. So leave me alone already. Or you'll be the one who regrets it. Not me." I replied calmly.

"You shouldn't threaten me. It might backfire on you." he growled.

"Just leave me alone. I'm not afraid of you." I said, then climbed into the truck.

I locked the door behind me. I tried not to let him intimidate me. But it wasn't easy, because I didn't know what he was capable of. Now that I had openly threatened him. Scott was pacing up and down beside the truck. And that made me nervous. What was taking Damian so long? I wanted to get out of here.

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Damian POV

Why did there have to be this much traffic today of all days? I finally wanted to take Ellie in my arms and bring her to her, our home. She had just texted me that she was waiting for me in the truck and that she had news.

But then as we turned into her street, I saw it. The thick cloud of smoke, the flames.... And then I heard the sirens. What the hell was going on?

The cab driver stopped. Then I saw where the flames were coming from. It was burning in front of the building where I was going. There was a fire where Ellie lived.

Without thinking what I was doing, I threw money at the driver and jumped out of the car. I ran towards the building. It didn't take me long to realize that there was a big truck burning in front of the house.

Oh my God, no! It was the only truck around... And that meant Ellie was in that truck.

[eazy-group]

Camping Food List

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Camping Food List

We’re sharing a comprehensive Camping Food List to help take the stress out of meal planning for your next camping trip!  Breakfast, snacks, lunch and dinner, it’s all here.

Over the years we have found a food packing system that works really well for us on our camping trips.  Now we can get packed for our trips pretty quickly.  We have found that if we come prepared with basic ingredients, our meal planning is way less stressful.

Simple and Practical!

It’s not a complicated system at all.  In fact, it’s all about packing staples, then adding fresh goods.  And if we have a few camping trips planned over a short period of time, I will even keep the non-perishable items in separate bins, so they’re all ready to go when we are.

Printable so you can take it with you!

Here is the camping food list that we refer to time and time again.  We don’t bring everything each time we go out camping, instead we just refer to the list to see if there’s anything we might want or may have forgotten.  We hope you will find it useful too!

You can download the checklist here.

Camping Food Menu Ideas:

Now what to do with all that food?  Here are some ideas for your camping meals:

Make wraps for lunches: Roll up sandwich meat, or veggies with cream cheese, or stuff wraps with left over rice or quinoa, veggies and meat for lunch.  Roll up wraps with peanut butter, jam and bananas for breakfast.  Wraps are great to pack for hikes and car traveling!

Use English muffins for egg breakfast sandwiches.

If you pack the right staples you can make homemade buttermilk pancakes.  But honestly, buying a box of mix is the easiest!

For lunch make sandwiches with the tuna, or cream cheese, or sandwich meat.  Peanut butter and jelly is a great lunch staple too!

Used leftover cooked quinoa or noodles to make salads for lunch.  Just mix in some chopped vegetables and cheese, then toss in salad dressing.

Coffee Tip:  We discovered the instant coffee from Starbucks and it’s so delicious.  And SO easy to pack and make.

Keep a stash of easy snacks.  When we’re driving to our camping destination, I like to have a cooler filled for the car ride. I pack it with snacks like cheese strings, yogurts, muffins, granola bars, juice boxes and water.

Make tin foil packet meals, side dishes or desserts:  potato packets, root vegetable packets, potato and sausage packets, dessert crisps.  You can make pretty much anything in a tin foil packet.

One dish dinners are great:  meat and vegetables in one pot cooked over the campfire.  We make a lot of sausage and vegetable skillets.

Bottled water is handy, but wasteful.  We like to bring a large container of water and re-useable water bottles from home and refill as needed.

Seasoning salt is your camping best friend.  You can add it to anything and it makes everything taste delicious!

Pre-made packaged hash browns are so great for camping.  Use them for breakfast or a side dish at dinner.  Just heat them up in a skillet over the campfire or stove.

Also Don’t Miss our Camping Supplies List!

We’ve also put together a camping supplies checklist too!  Everything from kitchen essentials, to the ax,  bear spray and more! Click here to download our Camping Supplies Checklist! All the essentials and more.

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🎵 Do You Know What It Means...? 🎵

Landed in town Thursday night and checked in at the Omni, then walked around the French Quarter. Bourbon St is like a dirty cross between the Wharf and North Beach, plus music.  Dinner at Thaihey - fab long skinny fried okra, green beans, and noodle soup. Just squeaked into Kilwins 10 mins before close for a lovely scoop of no-sugar-added caramel swirl, then walked back to the hotel and hit the hay. 

Friday morning, we walked over for a tour of St Lous Cemetery #1. The tour meets in Basin St Station, which has surprisingly good hot chocolate in the cafe, and a very sobering map of the flooding after Hurricane Katrina. Blue and green lights showed breached levees and unmanned pumping stations, and red light washed over the area that was more than 12 inches underwater. It was so much of the city.

In the cemetery, we saw the tombs of many famous Louisianans, including Voodoo Queen Marie Laveau, whose XXX marks represent prayers answered.  Tour guide Ron explained how interment in the above-ground tombs works – we were surprised to learn that after just a year and a day, the featured body is ready to be swept up to join the ancestors in the caveau below, but that helps explain how a family tomb can go on for centuries without getting full.    

One empty tomb belongs to Nicolas Cage.  A holdover from Napoleonic law says that you can’t lose your final resting place, so even though he has since declared bankruptcy and lost all of his houses, he still owns a little piece of New Orleans.  Another interesting rule came about after a scene in the movie Easy Rider was illicitly filmed in the cemetery in the middle of the night.  The archdiocese apparently found out only after the movie was released, and decided to ban video going forward.  

A tomb is an expensive investment, and those who don’t have an individual or family tomb can often find a final home in a society tomb; the Musicians Tomb is still available for local musicians today.

After the tour, we hit French Market for an early lunch of vegan (!) gumbo, red beans and rice, and beignets.  Oh, and a little bitty pecan pie for good measure.  (Not vegan, but meat free!)

We then wandered through the French Quarter and saw a lot of lovely places that we later learned had very dark histories, aka “atrocities learned later” (ALL), including the LaLarie Mansion, Jackson Square, and the Historical Pharmacy Museum.  The Pharmacy Museum was my favorite, but its ALL count was high.  I got a gator face scare in the Historic Museum of Voodoo, and we also strolled through Dark Matter Oddities, where we did not buy a wedding present for Dave & Kate, but we definitely considered it. 

Walked down to the mighty Mississippi.  It’s brown.  There was a paddle wheel boat.

Heading back to the hotel, we stumbled onto Fritzel’s, a recommendation from April (Miss Louisiana 2016.  No, really.)  Caught two sets of the Sam Friend trio, during which I showed remarkable restraint in not grabbing the mic even though they played all of my faves and I knew all of the words. 

At 5, we met at the courthouse for what came to be known as The Atrocities Tour.  I don’t know what it was actually called, but this is an appropriate name, as this is where the Atrocities Learned Later were learned.  Later.  They are too many too recount, but they are atrocious. We also learned that the bar Dave Scott recommended to us  is a real-life vampire bar.  This lends credence to my theory that Dave is in fact a vampire.  (I knew it!)  We didn’t go there, but we did walk past it the next day when it was closed.  (Obviously, because it was daytime.)  Atrocity averted.

Hit the hotel bar for wine and a snack before meeting Steve Goldberg and 39 other people for diner at Brennan’s.  Sat with NO locals Natasha & David, and Steve’s cousin Alexa.   Afterward, we hit Molly’s, a dive bar on Toulouse that is a fave of Steve, John and Ron’s, where we finished the night.

Saturday morning, we hit Starbucks (confirmed: our local Starbucks is the only one that is not annoying), then got on the St Charles streetcar to the Garden District and had tea at The Rink before joining an architecture tour where we learned about different styles of New Orleans mansions and the importance of a raincoat.  (Luckily, tour guide Pauline took pity on us and shared ponchos from her magic backpack.)  Lots of beautiful homes, including one where the football Manning brothers grew up, and one that Trent Reznor sold to John Goodman, who still lives there. 

After the tour, we sloshed our way back to the streetcar (yep, still raining), and found great (vegan!) Cuban/Brazilian food at Carmo in the Warehouse District, where we discovered the wonders of pão de quejo.  (Yes, we did have two orders.  What’s it to you?)  It finally stopped raining, so we got back on the streetcar and went back to the hotel for a nap, which was slightly delayed by a second line under our window going down Royal. 

Took advantage of the rain letting up and walked to Frenchmen St, which some people call “Bourbon St for grownups.”  Every other storefront was a club with music spilling out – everything was really crowded, but it was very cool just to walk around.  We stopped for a bit to listen to a street band (right there!  On the sidewalk!  With horns and everything!), then walked through an art market and I had my palm read by a woman who said I am destined to have two kids (Harley and Tucker, maybe?)  Then headed back to the hotel, where the violinist out on the corner was still going strong with her string karaoke renditions of Madonna, Sia, Rihanna, and lots and lots of Disney songs.  I wonder if that’s what the music-minus-one people had in mind when they made those tracks.

Sunday morning we got up early to beat the long lines at Café Beignet. (We decided it was unfair to judge beignets based on the vegan version from the French Market, so we gave it another try.  These were larger, but still basically donuts.  We don’t get the hype.)  Just enough time left to hit the crap stores for souvenirs before heading to the airport! 

It was a great trip, and we’d love to go back, though probably not during Jazz Fest, and we would like to stay in a different part of town.  It was really convenient having the hotel so centrally-located (we literally popped in more than once just to pee), but it was loud and we’re old, and we feel like we’ve explored the French Quarter pretty thoroughly.  A few things we missed and would like to hit next time: LaFitte’s, Preservation Hall, and someplace I can sing.  :)

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abt to drink some coffee n do more lecture work 4 tomorrow . i have so much work but i missed uni so much