#please she’s 19 why is she in business casual

[tasteless-vermin]

when she blackmails a principal to get a job ❤️

+bonus version with @/caitmayart’s cats from aelwyn’s original art poorly photoblasted on

[sturnwritess]

Is it Casual now?

warnings: angst, cussing, crying, drinking, bit of smut.

pairing: mattsturniolo x femalexreader

summary: you and matt have been “friends” for a long time, to him u were just another girl that he deeply loved, and him to you was everything u wished for.

a/n: i know this song is for wlw but i wanted to use it for the story.

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10:26 pm

“fuck matt” you say, his tongue is in your walls as he’s eating you out. He looks up at you with his beautiful blue eyes, he smirks against your pussy making his ego even bigger. You’re currently in the back of your car and the windows are getting foggy. “im mh about to cum” you say breathless, “go ahead pretty girl” he says and that tips you over the edge. once you both got cleaned up, “can you drive me to a restaurant?” he asks.

“i was wondering if we could hangout?” you ask, he looks at you “i thought this was just a hookup though but i gotta get going my mom invited me to dinner” he says not looking at u playing with his hands. “oh ok which restaurant?” you ask looking at him. He looks up “uh yellowbricks on blackstone” he says.

You’re almost to the restaurant and you pull into the parking lot, “my mom also wants to see you, so can u come in?” he ask staring his eyes into yours. “uh yea ill go see your mom.” you say looking away, you got out of your car and walk into the restaurant. You and matt spot jimmy, marylou, chris and nick, you walk up to the table and say hi to everyone.

“y/n why dont you join us?” marylou asks, “she actually has to go mom” matt says looking up at you. “oh yeah i have this thing marylou im so sorry maybe another time?” you say, “of course just text me on facebook to let me know!” she says smiling. “ok. i will, nice to see everyone bye!” you say as you’re leaving. You feel like a burden to matt as you walk out, you get into your car and suddenly matt walks out.

He knocks on your window, “hey uhm i left my jacket in your backseat” he says “ oh ok the doors are unlocked.” you look at the backseat as he grabs it, tears dwelling in your eyes. He notices “hey are you ok pretty girl?” he asks “mhm” u say looking away, he grabs your chin “i hope this isnt about me saying your busy.” he looks at u with his brows furrowed.

“its not matt” you yank his hand off your chin, he furrows his brows “we agreed this was casual” he says. you nod and roll up your window, he walks away with his jacket in his hand and his grip so hard his knuckles were white. “casual” starts playing by Chappell Roan, you feel the tears trying to drip away from your eyes. you just started driving home, but all you could think of matt.

flashback

“thats the best time we’ve ever had sex and i mean it” he says looking into your iris, “whatcha thinking about pretty girl?” he asks. “oh nothing just like us what we are” you say still staring into his mesmerizing eyes, “you’re my everything y/n” he says. you giggle looking away, “you’re my everything too matt”.

end of flashback

you grip onto the steering wheel trying not to cry, but the tears escape your eyes and u cant help but let out sobs. you try not to think of how good you and matt used to be, but now you think back it was just casual. it hurts your stomach so much thinking about it, how everything happened and why. he was just a boy you banged on your couch but, damn him for making you feel like this.

day later

matthew❕

hey y/n

do you want to hangout?

i see you reading my texts

please dont leave me on read

dont be like this please

im coming over

read 10:19 am

you continue sobbing into your comforter and bury yourself, you soon hear your doorbell ring and you cant bring yourself to get up and see his face. so you just ignore the sounds but they dont stop, for a second they stopped and then got louder. you groaned not even bothering to brush your hair or wipe way the tears, you walk down the stairs and go open the door.

you open the door and his eyes soften once he sees your red eyes and tear stains on your cheek, “can you stop staring matthew?” you say looking away “yeah m’sorry”. “did you leave something or want to say something? you clear your throat saying. “cmon we agreed that no feelings attached y/n” he says, you close the door behind him.

“how was i suppose not to?” you ask, he looks away “you said i was your everything matt!” you say as anger arises inside of you “i know i know but please dont be mad because- you cut him off “no i get to be mad matt because you said we were casual but people who are casual dont say shit like that!” you scream.

“please dont say what you dont mean y/n” he says, “we should just end this whatever this is.” you say as a tear slips down your cheek. “no no please y/n i need you!” he says as his eyes dwell with tears, “no you need someone who loves you and i thought i could give that to you but i really cant because you wont give it back or say some stupid shit like this is casual matt”.

“i didnt mean it please please dont do this” hes screaming in sobs, your heart breaks at the sight but you knew this had to be done for his sake and yours. “please matt dont make this harder than it is.” you put his head into your chest as you say. hes sobbing into your chest and every time you feel his tears slipping a piece of your heart shatters.

“i really did love you matt and i mean it.” you say as you bring his head up to meet your eyes, “please i dont want to lose you please please just dont do this”. he says and with that you kiss his forehead “matthew you need to go baby please.” you say. “can you hold me one more time y/n” he asks as his eyes are practically red and tears drip down each time.

“yes matt come here” you say as you bring him to your chest, you felt as time froze around you but the reality matter more than the fantasy you pictured. “okay sweetboy its time to go.” you say removing your arms from him, “i loved you too y/n” he says as he brings your face in his hands and kisses your forehead. “do you think we could ever be soulmates in another universe?” he asks looking at you.

“god i hope so” you say looking at him as he walks out your door. you both knew that was the last time he would ever enter and leave your house. you both loved each other just maybe in another life.

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hey so uhm this was really short and im sorry but i didnt know what to write lol

@sturnioloshacker @sturtriple16 @mattscoquette @mattybsgroupie

[littledancingphoenix]

I do love character study posts!

LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE.

name: Ling Xiaoyu

eye color: brown

hair style/color: dark brown, usually always in pigtails~

height: 5'2"

clothing style: mostly a traditional Chinese style when fighting, consisting of qipaos and cheongsams. Also sporty urban styles when casual, consisting of jogging outfits, sports bras and sneakers.

best physical feature: she's been told she has pretty eyes and a cute face~ also some people have a strange fixation on her legs.

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE

your fears: "I don't want to lose my friends..to anything. Not Panda. Not Alisa or Miharu, and certainly not Jin.."

your guilty pleasure: "Amusement Park food!"

your ambitions for the future: "One of them I've already reached thanks to Panda! I have my own amusement park! The others are..marrying Jin and having children with him."

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS

your first thoughts waking up: "Time to feed Panda, have breakfast and take a shower!"

what you think about most: "I just want to be with Jin.."

what you think about before bed: "I hope I can see Jin tomorrow~"

what you think your best quality is: " I know I can help Jin! Some people call it stubbornness or naivete. I call it determination!"

WHAT'S BETTER?

single or group date: while groups are always fun, I'd just rather be alone with Jin~

to be loved or respected: both please!

beauty or brains: what's one without the other? sounds boring to me!

dogs or cats: pandas!

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU...

lie: "Yeah..I did lie to my parents to get to Japan.. I try not to do it anymore. Lying feels bad.."

believe in yourself: "Yes!"

believe in love: "Also yes!"

want someone: "I think you all know who it is~"

LAYER SIX: EVER BEEN...

been on stage: "Yes!"

done drugs: "I've..drunken champagne a few times. That's about it. Drugs are icky and I'll never touch them."

changed who you were to fit in: "Never!"

LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES

favorite color: "Orange and pink!"

favorite animal: "Panda of course!"

favorite movie: "Soooo cliche, I know but it's Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

favorite game: "Dance Dance Revolution!"

LAYER EIGHT: AGE

day your next birthday will be: "June 9th!" (although this is debatable because there's really nothing concrete >_>)

how old will you be: "20!"

age you lost your virginity: "Getting a little personal there. None of your business!" 19

does age matter: "I think it does. If I'm in a relationship with someone, I'd prefer it if they were at least a few years older than me."

LAYER NINE: IN A PERSON

best personality: "If you know anything about me, you know I love the strong, quiet type~"

best eye color: "I don't really have a preference."

best hair color: "Also no preference. Why should hair color matter?"

best thing to do with a partner: "Getting ice cream together or taking a walk along the beach! And I'm weak for romantic candlelit dinners~ Sparring can be fun too! Also amusement park dates are the best!"

LAYER TEN: FINISH THE SENTENCE

I love: "Jin~"

I feel: "Lucky to have Jin in my life~"

I hide: "My vulnerabilities from my opponents."

I miss: "My parents.."

I wish: "To one day be Jin's wife~"

TAGGED BY: @demonsfate (thank you so much!! <3)

TAGGING: Open to anyone who wants to do this!

[periwinckles]

Please tell me you have a middle name - chapter 13

Monday, May 15 

He’s wearing shorts to class, again. The nerve of him. It’s not even that hot.

Tuesday, May 16 

“Katniss, Primrose, ‘morning.” 

Peeta stops us on our way to school as he extends a hand to each of us.

“What’s this?” Prim asks, delighted. A cookie on each hand, he offers them again. Prim immediately picks up hers, round with yellow icing. Mine’s black. 

“Black is such an underrated color don’t you think?” 

In the blink of an eye, he is gone.

Wednesday, May 17

I make my way to the Hob, to handle trades, and I spot Peeta and Rye Mellark carrying wood planks, about 100 yards away from me. 

Peeta places his side of the wood planks on the ground and rolls up his pants legs up to his knees, before picking them up again. I can still hear his brother’s raucous laughter behind me.

Thursday, May 18

“I heard one of the baker’s boys has a black K on his calf.” My mother casually drops at dinner time. 

“It’s Peeta.” Prim answers, holding back a grin. “Peeta, with a P.” 

I slam the door on my way out.

Friday, May 19

I’ve only been inside the Mayor’s mansion a couple of times. I come here on a weekly basis for trades, but Madge and I never really spend much time together outside of class. Which is why I know that whatever she has to tell me is serious business, otherwise she wouldn’t have asked me to drop by after school. 

She comes to the door, ignoring the scowl that Patty, the housekeeper, is giving her. She’s not supposed to open the door, that much I know, but I suppose the anticipation of my arrival got the best of her. 

“I need to show you something.”  Madge says as soon as she shuts the door to her room. She opens the top buttons from her shirt’s collar unceremoniously and pushes it aside. The upside down R is completely black again.

I’m not sure what she expects me to say. Congratulations? Condolences? 

Read the rest on Ao3

[stellarsolarisblog]

Not so subtle: Valentin Rusmanov x GN!Reader

Warnings: smoking Bliss, suggestiveness (slight), otherwise fluff Word count: 1,280

Grim is just one of the many words you could use to describe life in Department 19. It was a cold and unforgiving organization where a rigid routine and rules had to be followed in order to survive. You were fine with that for the most part, it’s just that sometimes you wanted some normality.

You made friends with Jaime Carpenter and his friends Larissa, Kate and Matt who offered an escape from grueling military life. Jaime and you could bond over certain things you didn’t feel comfortable expressing like missing your mother. Upon hearing that, he made it a habit to invite you to visit his mom in the cell block.

She was a kind woman who always welcomed you like you were her child as well. You enjoyed talking to her as often as possible. However, one day you needed some advice and when you went to visit her you found her sleeping. Deciding it was unfair to wake her, you made your way as silently back up the stairs when you felt eyes on you. You turned your head only to be greeted by Valentin Rusmanov’s blue eyes staring at you with a slightly amused look.

“Morning.” You said after an awkward moment of silence. He smirked at you, “Good morning.”

He placed a bookmark on the page he was on and closed his book, turning all his attention to you. “Something troubling you?”

And that’s how your semi-regular visits to his cellblock started.

At first you came to him when Marie was busy or stopped for a small chat so you don’t seem rude after all he’s done for the Department. Then these small chats turned into him offering you to join him for coffee or tea. Soon this morphed into you just casually strolling in through the UV barrier whenever you wanted to talk to him.

…

You made your way down to him holding his copy of Madame Bovary. He lent it to you when you expressed your distaste for modern romance novels. The book was a battered paperback, barely held together. It had that old book smell and yellow pages. The small notes on the sides in Romanian didn’t escape you. You won’t tell him but you used Google Translate to figure out what he wrote.

“Morning, is this a bad time?” You asked still a bit sleepy.

“Ah, good morning, not at all. Some coffee, perhaps?” he smiled looking at your exhausted expression.

“Yes, please. It took me all night but I finished it.” You held up the book for him to take. The way his fingers grazed yours wasn’t lost on you.

He poured some fresh coffee for you and placed it before you. “You were in no rush to return it, why didn’t you rest?” He raised an eyebrow, teasingly. Damn his flirtatious nature.

“I couldn’t put it down. It was amazing. You were right, it did change my views on modern novels.” You sip your coffee and sigh. Coffee always tasted better when he prepared it, even when you bought the same brand. His was somehow better.

He let out a deep chuckle, “Oh, I was right? Imagine that…” Valentin dragged his tongue over the bottom edge of his top teeth. He crossed his right ankle over his left knee and held the ankle with his left hand. His right hand held his coffee cup. “Which part was your favorite?”

Taking a long sip of the rich coffee, you begin your rant on the book. Slyly slipping in some of his personal commentary you read on the pages.

“... But that’s not even the worst thing about Emma! She is so spoiled, so blind she…” You waved your hand around like crazy. The rant paused only for you to take a sip of the hot beverage to soothe the dry throat. Valentin paid no mind, he was focused on you entirely. “… Yes, of course life would have been easier as upper class but come on, it’s not like they were struggling! Charles was trying hard, he made an honest living! She should’ve…” Valentin looked at you with open admiration, he loved listening to you rant about things you had strong opinions over. Most of all, he loved providing material for your rants. It was no problem lending you books. Hell, he would’ve had his associates buy books specifically so that he could give them to you. He listened, but a part of him was elsewhere until you said “… she dreamt of a life she had no desire to work for” He paused. This sentence felt familiar.

“So you’ve taken my own thoughts into consideration whilst reading?” he teased with a smile.

You blinked, “Sorry?” Valentin chuckled before flipping the pages of the book, tapping a pencil note and reciting it in Romanian.

He put the book down and sucked his teeth, looking you up and down. Suddenly you felt squeamish.

“Okay, I may have reviewed them. So what?” You avoid his gaze, embarrassed to have been caught. Valentin finds it endearing.

…

“Just try it, I promise you’ll like it.”

“No, why would I want vampire drugs?”

“Why wouldn’t you?”

Valentin was enjoying his Bliss laced cigarettes a bit too much. He took of his jacket, rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt and undid a button or two. You sat there with a smirk, shaking your head as he smiled with those pretty blue eyes.

They turned red as soon as he inhales the smoke and his head falls back, legs slightly parted as he enjoyed his high.

You blush at the suggestiveness of the scene and turn away.

“I can hear your heartbeat.” He says to you and slowly lowers his head to you with a smirk.

“Worry about your own heart, Valentin.” You roll your eyes at him when he takes another drag, “I’ll just leave it with you, it’s safer.”

You didn’t reply, knowing he’ll say just about anything when Bliss is in his system. But there is something about the way he looks at you, he smiles with his eyes no matter in what state he is. You know that the look he is giving you isn’t just a side effect of the drug, but something more. You don’t read too much into it.

…

Sometimes the operators didn’t sleep in the same intervals. You desperately needed sleep but the living quarters were too loud. You groggily marched down to the all too familiar cellblock to find shelter for the night.

Valentin was lounging on his chaise lounge reading when he noticed you enter. He glanced at his wrist watch and furrowed his brows. His eyes darted upwards to find your half closed ones.

“Can I sleep here?” you ask wearily.

How is this a question? Of course you can! He will always welcome you and protect you. He grew quite fond of his friendship with you and didn’t even deny some deeper feelings that started forming.

“Of course, sleep well.” He nodded and returned to his book, or at least pretended to.

You sigh and drag yourself over to his bed. “Thank you. Ugh, I could just kiss you right now.”

“You could.” He replied with raised eyebrows.

As you settled under the covers you stopped and turned to face him. The air was starting to shift but your tired mind didn’t allow any shenanigans. “Good night, Valentin.” You chuckle.

Valentin smiles at you, “Good night, dragostea mea.”

You don’t tell him you know what  that means. Let him think he is being smooth.

[folkloristico]

I tend to forget myself when it comes to ask games so here's a whole bunch of numbers - 7, 9, 10, 11, 13, 19, 23, 24, 28, 33, 38

No problem, actually, thank you for the ask!

7. Your favorite Ao3 tag.

Emotional Hurt/Comfort — that’s the Good Stuff™️

9. Thoughts on cliffhangers?

I love them! As a writer, I don’t think I’m that good at executing them (it’s something I’m working on), while as a reader, I love them! Sure, they make you suffer badly, but many times it’s what keeps me going. Not being able to put a book down because you have to know what happens next is the best feeling ever.

10. Top three favorite fic tropes.

Already answered it here. 

13. Rate your world-building skills from 1 to 10.

Honestly? I’d say 4 or 5. I haven’t had the need to really work on world-building yet because I have never written original stories—though I do have tons of OCs—and I’ve mostly written one-shots. I actually think Winx Club is proving to be the most challenging world to write in so far because the combination of magic with sci-fi elements is such an interesting concept which wasn’t always executed well in canon. I do have a bunch of headcanons and ideas to fix the world or at least make it more coherent (mostly stuff for a potential rewrite for the future, but there are other WIPs I’m working on at the moment so who knows about that), but I would hardly call it ‘being skilled at world-building’ because the world is already there.

19. Share a snippet from a wip without giving any context for it.

I was hoping someone would ask that 👀

“Are you busy?”

“Yes.”

“That makes two of us, then.”

With a smile, Daphne placed her book on the table and sat in front of Griffin. As soon as she’d spotted Griffin in the library, she had chosen a book that wouldn’t draw attention to the real reason she’d gone there, careful to not opt for something that would make Griffin suspect she was hiding something—which she was.

Symbolism: How Whichcraft Redefined Magic Through The Use of Runes was the first title that had caught her attention. Daphne had always been fascinated by the different approaches to magic one could have, and one of the few bright sides of having so much time to herself because of the war was that she could focus on researching beyond what was required for her studies. Oritel wouldn’t be pleased by her growing interest in whichcraft, but Daphne found solace in the knowledge that her parents wouldn’t notice—they barely noticed anything these days.

“That’s an interesting choice.”

Daphne looked up, surprised Griffin would even talk to her. She surely must’ve known her ways around Symbolic Magic, Daphne thought, but as much as she wanted to ask her, there was another matter she urged to discuss with Griffin. 

Daphne just hoped she wouldn’t notice her fake attempt at sounding casual.

“Are you and Hagen still working on the sword for Father?” she asked, nodding to a book that addressed the best ways to make a metal resistant to magical fire. 

As soon as the news had slipped Marion’s lips, Daphne had been sure it had been Griffin’s idea. It was brilliant, really, to take advantage of the Dragon Flame to make their weapons more effective against the Coven.

If only they would let her—the actual keeper of the Dragon Flame—in.

It’s not really edited, but trust the process, right?

23. Dialogue or description? Why is the other one so hard?

Definitely descriptions. Though dialogues can be tricky as well. 

Why are descriptions harder than dialogues? Granted that dialogues aren’t easy, I think that when describing something, you have to know when to stop. You have to let the reader know where the characters are and what they’re doing without exceeding. I still have nightmares from reading Anna Karenina.

24. Thoughts on flashbacks/flashforwards.

I love them! If well executed, they’re fantastic. Flashforwards can really catch the reader’s attention. I can only think of Berserk—when I was reading the first arc, I was dying on the inside because of anxiety. I think flashbacks can be trickier if they tend to slow down a story too much.

28. Any writing advice that works for you and you feel like sharing?

Actually, I might have those. What has helped me a lot is building a routine and staying organized. I struggle a lot with staying consistent to the point I never thought I would find a way to focus on a story longer than 10k words, and I still can’t believe I found a way. To me, it’s just a matter of knowing exactly where you’re going but still allowing yourself room for improvisation and mistakes. 

I think the more you avoid writing, the more it gets scary. So write anything that comes to your mind. Literally anything. My first drafts are a huge mess, you can go from slightly decent paragraphs to paragraphs that read like the ramblings of a maniac. Chopped sentences, words that don’t mean what you think they mean. Awful, awful prose. But having something to come back to it’s so helpful. I think the myth of the first perfect draft needs to be abolished. 

With that in mind, I can manage to write something everyday. Mind you, it’s not good. It’s not polished. It’s not even solid. But it’s something. Of course, stressing it too much won’t help. I don’t have a daily wordcount goal because I’m not a professional writer and I don’t have time to write everyday. But I try. Even if it’s just one word. I might get lucky and get something done, or I might not write a single word because my mind is blank. It’s fine. I just close the document and move on to something else. 

Honestly, I understand the need to write down the most perfect, god-like prose known to heart, I really do, but realistically, it’s not something that I can manage. A badly written story is better than a non-written story. Plus, I enjoy editing, so there’s that. 

Granted, everything I said it’s something that works for me. Everyone’s brain works differently, so I guess it’s just a matter of sifting through multiple options until you find the thing that works for you.

33. Give your writing a compliment.

Already answered it here.

38. “This never happened” fix-it fics or “This happened, but” fix-it fics?

“This happened, but…” fix-it, with the ‘but’ part being, ‘but I will cherry-pick only the silliest things I like and change everything else to cater to my specific needs’. (That is exactly what’s happening with my SotLK rewrite tbh.)

[omccee]

Snowbound Blood blogpost plus learning English Prologue "Duel" Introduction to Secily Iopara, Chief Regulator. She believes every subject deserving to have a chance to fight for their life even if they're lawbreakers. She seems to be a highly empathetic person, preferring to be professional, calm and collected. With a little dramatic flair. Reread moments: I'm not sure but isn't this event was aired to everyone's displeasure in climax chapter? It could be any other weekly case but Secily called ruffian "Kid", plus Noxious already hijacked her visor (or did he just sees sent materials through Corp mail? I'm not sure rn). vocabulary: proffer ruffian ilk counterfeit leans over sheathe

beautiful quotes i want to save:

Unarmed and afraid. <...> He's not dying alone.

Volume One "Of Orders And Ordeals" blogpost part 1

Sandpaper-harsh voice is someone you would think would some seniors have, not 19 yo alcoholic journalist

CALDER STEALS WINE???

He was the OG clownboy before Aumtzi epitomized that status lol

OMG in first reading I thought he was bitter about his bottle stock delivery being late, but he actually pretty comfortably chatty with Sestro? And Sestro actually gives him an ear? In his working time?? What's a certainly a vast discovery.

Sestro even makes sure to reply him back.

I'm not sure what's their relationship status but Sestro definitely seems to be more engaging than an usual manager would be. I'm also not sure was it a business matter at all or Calder and Sestro casually speaking with each other from time to time. Recently.

He doesn't see him as a friend, though.

Bizkantine Empire ruins approriated by Vivifier's worshippers according to Corporate. Idk, why do I care. Ellsee is tolerant to cold weather and her land tundra consisted, so it could possibly mean what these ruins were the same at least for four hundred years, if Vivifier also cold tolerant and weren't the result of nuclear winter or were? Ah, my brainrot hurts. Please ignore this. What does Will/Testament mean? And I'm glad that mates are officially recorded, like as a family fill.

Bondmates can feel if their SO is gone. A vast discovery I think.

[curseofaphrodite]

DIALOGUE PROMPTS

while this is part of my 2.6k celebration and mostly for personal use, you can use it on your fics too. credits aren't needed but appreciated. like or reblog if you use! these are very much original btw 😭

1 | "I'd rather go through a tunnel full of rat piss." "So that's a no on the date?"

2 | Person A: "Why are you covered in blood?" Person B: "It's jam." Person C: (at the same time): ''It's ketchup." *person A slowly backs off*

3 | "I love you so much." "Stop flirting with the pizza!"

4 | *frustrated* "You look beautiful as the fucking moon."

5 | "This is a murderous affair. I thought I asked you to dress business casual. We don't want any attention on us." "But I always dress to kill!" >:(

6 | "No offense but you're not as cute as you give yourself credit for." "First of all, I'm completely offended."

7 | "Please be my valentine. PLEASE. I WILL BUY YOU THREE THOUSAND TEDDY BEARS."

8 | "Can you feel the love tonight?" "If you sing another Disney song, I'm throwing myself off this window."

9 | "Who's cooler - Taylor Swift or me?" "Taylor Swift. Always her. Because a) her songs are art, b) she is art and c) she isn't the one pointing a gun at me."

10 | "I'll buy you dinner when this is over." "You could buy me a whole damn garden and you'd still owe me." "I'll start with a rose then."

11 | "Pink or red?" "Red, like the blood of my enemies." "So pink like, uh, the blood of yours?"

12 | "Plan B, we sing Hamilton soundtrack." "We'll use that if we can't get out and prefer a faster death."

13 | "Your hand-" "If this is a dirty joke, I swear to-" "Your hand fits so well into mine." :) "Oh, yeah. I- uhm- yes." :') "I wonder what else would fit-" "OH FOR FUCK'S SAKE."

14 | "I'm devoted to you for eternity." "Don't say that." "Why not?" "You deserve a god crueler than me."

15 | "It's going to be alright, I'm here, I'm- wait did you just wink at the mirror?" "I LOOK PRETTY WHEN I CRY, OKAY?"

16 | "I'm sorry I don't know why I'm laughing right now..." "It's cause my life is a joke. Don't worry, I laugh at myself three times a week."

17 | "I love you so much..." "Did you drink?" "Yes but that's not relevant."

18 | "I packed two switchblades, a gun and a taser." "...for a science field trip?"

19 | "Can you help with my dress?" "No. No, no, hell to the no!" "What-" "GO AWAY SUCCUBUS!"

20 | "This date is so boring." "This is not a date, we're breaking into a museum."

21 | "Today morning, I witnessed the death of my dearest friend." "For the last time, I said I'm sorry!" "He is dead to me."

22 | "Is it really a Monday?" "You're asking me? Me?"

23 | "I'll pray for the fuckers who hurt you."

24 | "I can take care of myself." "I'm not worried." "You're a little bit worried. It's cute... and stupid. Fuck off."

25 | "God what I'd give to kiss you." "What?" "What?"

26 | "We're gonna team up." "This is how we die."

27 | "You're so immature." "You're So iMmATuRe." "Stop repeating after me!" "StoP RePeAtiNg- no where are going, come back!"

28 | "You okay?" "Fine! Wonderful! Splendid like a spring evening! Of course I'm not fucking fine, I just got stabbed!"

29 | "Did you get shot?" "Did all the blood give it away?"

30 | "We could be like Romeo and Juliet." "Yeah, you're certainly gonna be the death of me."

pretty sure I found 29 and 13 somewhere on the internet cause I just got a deja vu a month later after posting these

[olderpeople-supremacy]

romantic patrick jane w gender neutral reader, friends to lovers?? i don't really have a specific plot in mind, i just know im desperate for him 😭😭/nonsexual

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Explosion

Patrick Jane or as many called him Jane, was a mystery to everyone, but you. You knew the man like the back of your hand.

He was clever, charismatic and a flirt. He flirted with many people, be it because he was bored and liked to see people get flustered, because he wanted to read and understand them more or simply because he was interested in them. Even though the last one wasn't very common, it happened once in a while. Especially with CBI Agent Teresa Lisbon.

Now you couldn't blame Teresa, she has been nothing but an angel, but the big little green monster visited you everything he was a bit to friendly with her. For example now.

You were called to a crime scene, as normal, but this time it was a very brutal murderer, a young girl barely 19 years old, was hanging from the wall, bound by the wrists and ankles, a sack over her head and tape placed over the ends of the plastic bag, making sure the girl can't breathe. Her body littered in bruises and marks, as well as a tiny white spot next to her underwear.

It took you as suprise that your best friend and boss were arriving together, especially dressed like this. She in high heels and a rather fine outfit and he in one of his usual suits. It took every ounce of self control to not ask about their appearance, or why they were arriving together and it took everything I you to not grab Jane and pull him into a kiss, just to show Lisbon to whom he belongs, even though he wasn't your boyfriend, no he was just your best friend.

Jane took a look around the room before musing, "Well look at her, doesn't she look breathtaking." Lisbon and Y/n ignored him and continued to search the crime scene for any evidence. That was until Y/n had a light bulb turning on inside their head. They took a couple of steps towards the dead body, before they gasped loudly. Jane and Teresa looked up at them before asking, "What have you got?"

The person in question looked at them before stating, "There once was a killer who had the same method. His name was Dennys Rader, but commonly known as "the BTK-Killer". Everything is similar, but the marks on her can't be compared to Rader's. He had a weaker left hand, which made his marks uneven, but the ones we are looking at were produced from the same amount of pressure. So this means the person who did this does a lot with their hands. Be it exercising or just something casual as regular typing, because nearly nobody can put the same amount of pressure on their hands, without any practice. People who do not do things with their hands often are very likely to have a weaker hand..." as they explained further, diving deep into their mind trying to recall everything they learned about the infamous psychopath, they didn't notice Patrick staring at her in fascination.

He was astounded. How could a human be so clever and pretty at once. He didn't even needed to listen to you to know that you were to 99% right, about whatever you were saying (not that he was anyways, he was to busy ogling them).

After Y/n finished their rant, they began to interview a few of the neighbours, as well as the janitor who found the girl. Now a little while later, Y/n was checking their alibis, they got a call. Abandoning their computer, they turned to the mobile phone on her desk, flipping it over, so that the display was facing them they read the Caller ID. Seeing an unidentified number didn't concern them, as it wasn't the first time a random person thought it would be funny to play a joke on them or that somebody simply typed in the wrong number.

Swiping across the screen they answered, "L/n?", the only thing they heard was a robotic voice, barely understandable saying, "You only have a few minutes time, until the ticking stops and instead of a bell ringing, there will be ringing ears."

Y/n begin to panic, tipping frantically on their computer, trying to trac down from where the call was made, but to no luck. So they began to think.

Ticking, bell ringing, ears, ticking, bell ringing, ears, tic- A BOMB! Oh no, oh no, that is not good. Ok Y/n, think where could it be, where could it be bells ringin, A CHURCH, allright nearest Church, nearest Church, ah California Community Church. Good, wonderful, now you just have to inform the others and get there as soon as possible.

Standing up they frantically searched for their contact list, dialling Lisbon.

"Lisbon." the familiar females voice could be heard over the piece of electronic. "Lisbon, you need to evacuate the California Community Church, ASAP! We don't have much time until the bomb explodes." "BOMB?! What bomb are you talking about Y/n?" "I got a call, from an anonymous number, it gave me some sort of riddle. It was about some ringing and bells and WHATEVER... isn't important now, what is important is to get the people out of the Church!" "Allright I see what I can do." "Thank you."

Finally reaching the car, Y/n opened the drivers seed, before buckling in and driving off.

Having reached the church they immediately noticed the people surrounding the 'house of god' and a mother shouting for her kid, they're instincts kicked in and they ran towards the mother, who quickly turned and rambled, "You need to help me! M-my daughter is still in there. I can't lose her p-please you need to help me." Not even thinking Y/n replied, "Of course, where were you and your daughter before you got separated?" "We w-were in the main room and t-then suddenly there was this person wh-who told us we h-had to get out and so many people a-and my baby oh God wha-" "Ma'am I need you to stay calm. I am going in there and I can't promise anything, but I am going to try my best to bring you your daughter back."

Departing from the mother they made their way inside the evacuated building in hope to find the missing girl. Running around in the spacious room, they searched everywhere with their eyes, until they saw a brown mop of hair cowering behind one of the banks. Having made their to the little girl they scooped up the scared bundle and began to walk back to the entrance as fast as possible. Finally reaching the double doors, Y/n tried to shift the weight of the girl on one of their hips, to open the doors, these turned out rather difficult, as the child clung to them like a koala to his mother. After fumbling a little with the door, they had it open and slipped through it.

Jogging through the grave yard, they were halfway through it as suddenly a loud explosion sound could be heard. Y/n shielded the kid by wrapping around it, forming a kind of shield, absorbing all the flying debris.

...

Shortly before the explosion Patrick and Teresa arrived the church, immediately beginning to question the civilians and searching unconsciously for Y/n.

As the explosion went of, both were already informed by the mother who asked Y/n earlier if they could rescue her child, that Y/n was apparently in the church. This set panic in Patrick of, he couldn't lose you. You were the only constant thing in his life; always there for him, always willing to help him with his search about Red John and always helping him with everything, not even questioning it you were sure he had good reasons.

You couldn't leave him.

He loved you to much to let you go. But it appeared that fate had something else planned.

Or did it?

Turnst out fate had a different ending in mind for him. An ending with the limping person, which was stumbling on the path from church to street.

Patrick didn't even hesitate as he ran towards you, taking the child from your arms and letting you lean onto him, so you wouldn't fall on the way to the medics.

Giving the young girl to a nearby standing police officer, Patrick dragged you alongside him, towards the ambulance, where you would get checked out.

A little while after getting checked, Jane stood next to you, wringing his hands nervously, before he was snapped out of his state, by the loud nearby shutting of a door. Taking a deep breath Patrick tries to organise his thoughts for a final time, before he began to speak; "Y/n I-realized that I-i f-felt a certain way and i-i haven't felt like this since Angela, when you were i-in there and t-that thing blew up, i-i was s-so scared, that I would lose you t-to. A-and I d-didn't s-so I think that it's a s-sign t-that I can talk to you now and i-i wanted to do this for a long time."

Cradling your face in his hands, Patrick searched your face for any sign of hesitation. After he didn't fine any, he slowly leaned forward, until his lips hovered over yours. You took the final step, tilting your head back and connecting your lips. Even as your lips were barely touching you both could feel it.

It was like an Exlposion.

[xxsycamore]

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KINKTOBER DAY 23 - Partners in crime - [ FENRIR/MC SMUT ]

Rating: E

Word count: 1,342

Relationship: F/M; Fenrir Godspeed/MC (Alice)

Tags: FWB (Friends With Benefits); Food Play; Food Kink; Whipped Cream; Licking; Fondling; Vaginal Fingering; Vaginal Sex; Kitchen Sex; Creampie

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DAY 23 - Friends with benefits + “Fuck me, ravish me, please just do something already!”

Alice's brows knit together in a deep frown, mouth full of cupcakes, as she hears the kitchen door creak open. She curses herself for not being more cautious, knowing that she is seconds away from being caught red-handed. Turning slowly to face her fear, she sees-

"Fenrir?! Oh, hey."

No, this is actually good. If not managing to hide her true intentions, she can at least negotiate with him not to tell anyone.

Fenrir's surprise quickly turns into a cunning smile as he approaches her with a casual step.

"What do we have here? Someone came for a midnight snack? Oh, Luka will be furious to see some of his cupcakes missing. Ya know that those are for tomorrow's joint army tea party in The Garden, right?"

Alice gulps down the last of her bite, sucking her fingers clean each with a small "pop" before turning to fully face him.

"I know perfectly well! I was actually here to, uh, sample them. You're speaking with a professional confectioner, remember?"

"Oh yeah? Sample that."

He traps her to the kitchen counter, giving her a hungry open-mouthed kiss. It's a bit sudden and it's making her shiver whole, but at the same time the last thing she wants to do is to withdraw. Hands clutch into Fenrir's t-shirt as he keeps on kissing her with the intention to devour her whole, it would seem. When they finally let go, she notices where exactly Fenrir's hands have wandered to.

"Fenrir!! Stopp, we can't steal any more of those! He is definitely going to notice!"

Alice starts to realize that she never asked him what business HE has in the kitchen at that time of the night, and entering without turning on the lights too. Nevermind that, she tries her best to grab into his hand before he lifts the sweet treat to his mouth, but her actions only succeed in knocking it off his hold. Fenrir manages to catch it on time, creating a minimal amount of mess in the meanwhile. But still, a mess.

Their hands bump into each other while putting the cupcake away, and Alice withdraws with a red face. All of this panic and she is still somehow agitated the most about the man in front of her. Who is, by the way, still holding her trapped in his arms, and worse, he is stopping her from reaching for something to wipe off with.

Fenrir leans down and licks off the cream from her cleavage, making her squirm in his hold. No amount of his name being whispered in a scolding tone seems to be working on him.

"What? You want to be the only one who gets to taste them? A bit greedy, dontcha think?"

Fenrir frowns at her for a second before sneakily applying more cream on her skin and diving down again.

"Fenrir!! Oh my god, why am I even trying?!"

Alice gives in, unable to suppress the desire to grin and match Fenrir in his game. The ticklish sensation on her cleavage moves upwards to her neck as Fenrir gives her a few bites, groping her tits and ass as the two of them press desperately one to another. His knee nudges between her thighs and Alice squishes Fenrir's cheeks to make him look up and meet her in another fervent kiss.

She is unsure who first gets the cue to start undressing but the little decency lingering on the back of their minds limits them to panties pushed to the side and belts hanging unfastened. Fenrir turns Alice around and bends her over the counter, giving her ass a smack.

"Fuck, I wanna smear that icing all over your pretty ass and eat it. How's that soundin'?"

Alice groans in ridiculous excitement as she can't decide if Fenrir is the best or the worst man she's ever let into her pants. Maybe the former, because staying true to his word is admirable when his ideas are always this crazy. And yes, probably the former, because, fuck, because Fenrir knows what he is doing with that tongue of his.

If Alice could spare a thought or two about how brutally they've demolished the cute cupcakes, she'd feel super guilty about it. But once having the cream sprawled against her asscheeks while Fenrir knees behind it and licks it clean, she can't help but enjoy it. As if to compensate sating his own perverse needs only up till now, Fenrir trails his fingers down between her legs, finding her slit and gradually pushing two of them deep inside.

His hollow thrusting movements only succeed in teasing her more, with the way he rubs against her clenching walls.

“Damn it, Fen! Fuck me, ravish me, please just do something already!”

The man grins up to his ears, swiping his tongue one last time across Alice's plumb bottom before getting to his feet again. He keeps her bent over the counter as his throbbing rock-hard cock slides along her slit. He could have a great fun of going like this for a little longer, but it seems like the anticipation is too much to deal with, so he pushes inside.

Grabbing into her arms and holding them behind her back, he slams his hips hard against hers, marveling in the tightness of her cunt. He moans her name like a chant, chasing over his peak with no more holding-backs.

"Fuck, Alice, do ya know you're the hottest chic in the world?"

Managing to chuckle between moans as her whole form writhes under Fenrir's thrusts, Alice wonders who is luckier one between them. Fenrir is among all, the best friend she could ever wish for, despite their regular banter. Aside from the fact that no one else would do something so crazy, he also does it in a way that makes her forget completely about worrying. What's more, Fenrir willingly turned himself into her partner in crime. She finds an enjoyment in that ever greater than the one from having his perfect, thick cock drilling inside her.

This gets her reminded of the source of their encounter in the first place, and trembling hands reach around to the discarded cupcake, a ripe red strawberry still untouched on top of it.

Alice throws Fenrir a look behind her shoulder, flashing him her best smile.

"What makes you think I'm not willing to share?"

She puts the strawberry into her mouth, the fruit a tad too big to fit it whole, as the other end hanging from past her lips is just inviting for Fenrir to bite into. Magenta eyes immediately lock into the provocative display as he leans down, biting his share of the strawberry.

The rapid tempo of the thrusts slows in flavor of devouring the fruit, and then for a bit longer, until they draw out a long, messy kiss out of it. Fenrir's cock pulses into Alice's pussy and he curses again under his breath, picking up the speed anew.

"I'm going to come Alice, baby, please, come with me, please."

"Ahh! Fenrir!! Don't stop!"

They come at the same time, barely remembering to keep quiet as both their legs seem to turn to jelly. Fenrir holds Alice upright with his weight as he showers kisses on the back of her neck, whispering dirty praises of how good she took his cock.

In absolute delight, Alice breaths deeply to try and recover her strength enough to stand upright for herself. Fenrir notices her eyes drifting to the mess of the sweets left on the counter, and he hurries to reassure her, not feeling a single tang of worry in himself.

"Let's get this cleaned up and then we'll think of something. The night is still young, maybe we can even bake some more. What was it again? I had business with a professional confectioner or something?"

Alice makes a grumpy face at him, biting him playfully on the neck for this mocking remark. She just knows she's always set up for a fun time when Fenrir is involved.

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In Case You Don’t Live Forever

~chapter three rewritten~

Pairing: Peter Parker x Venom!Reader

Synopsis: you are Peter’s greatest love and Spiderman’s greatest enemy

Series Masterlist

Peter arrived at the Avengers tower with a little pep in his step. His new neighbor was on his mind and he couldn’t get her off. He knew it was a long shot, after all you’d only had one conversation, but he felt like there was a connection between you. You were awkward, he was awkward. What more does a relationship need?

Tony was quick to notice the change in Peters mood. A dreamy smile crept across his face every now and then while Tony was trying to explain something about his nanotechnology.

“Alright Underoos, whats on your mind? A girl? Boy? That gorgeous Aunt of yours? Oh wait no, that’s what’s on my mind.” Tony smirked, making a blush paint Peters cheeks.

“Nothing sir. Sorry, I’ll pay attention.” Peter answered quickly. Tony scanned Peter up and down skeptically.

“So its a girl. Alright. Who is she?” Tony asked, motioning for Peter to sit down with him.

“This girl moved in across the hall from me about a week ago. I’d see her on the stairs sometimes, or in the lobby. She’s beautiful, Mr. Stark. I mean, really beautiful. And I know girls are a lot more than their appearance, trust me, but I can never look away. It’s like God made a perfect batch of cookie dough, and then made a perfect cookie cutter, and then hand made her just for me. There’s just, there’s something about her. I feel like I’ve always known her, and I don’t even know her yet. She knocked on my door this morning and I nearly had a heart attack when I saw her through the peephole. I played dumb and acted like I didn’t know she lived across the hall.” Peter started to explain. A twinge of embarrassment struck him at the memory of what he said to you.

“Oh God. You said something stupid, didn’t you?” Tony inquired, noticing the look of embarrassment on Peters face as he recalled their conversation. Tony leaned on his hands like a child, this stuff exciting him more than anything.

“I insulted her dead father and called him smelly.” Peter admitted, and Tony laughed.

“But she found it funny and agreed with me.” Peter quickly followed up.

“Wow. Normally I’d say there’s no coming back from that, but she seems like a keeper. So, are you gonna throw on your Spidey suit and take her for a ride around the city? Works with all the ladies.” Tony wiggled eyebrows, but Peter shook his head.

“No. Spider-Man isn’t a party trick or some tactic to pick up girls. Plus, I want her to like me for me. That’s why I invited her over for dinner tonight.” Peter answered. Tony looked down at his hands, not wanting Peter to see how proud he was. He couldn’t let Peter get too cocky.

“That was a test and you passed.” To y quipped. “Alright, spider child, you have my blessing. But no funny business tonight. If I find out I’m gonna have to design nanotech baby clothes, I’m gonna be pissed.”

Peter blushed at the mere thought of what Tony was implying and spent the rest of his time at the tower going over missions to get you off his mind.

You arrived at Peters at 6:07. You were done getting ready at 5:45, and sat in the living room on your phone until you were slightly late. You didn’t want to be early, like some loser. Or even worse, on time. You had to be fashionably, but not rudely, late.

You knocked on Peters door at 6:07 and waited. The door swung open instantly, as if he’d be waiting right behind.

“I know what you’re thinking.” He stated. “I’ll let you decide if I was waiting at the door for you or if I’m just really fast. “

He had successfully broken the ice, and you gave kudos to him for trying.

You, on the other hand, were drawing a blank. You had no idea what to say and you were a reporter for crying out loud. You didn’t get tripped up on my words, but something about Peter Parker and that damn collared shirt rendered you unable to formulate a thought. All you could do was stand there and smile at him. You felt like you were standing weirdly and all the sudden had no idea where to put your hands. Do you leave them at your sides? That felt too stiff and soldier-like. But where else would they go? You were pretty sure every brain cell had left your body at that point, leaving you defenseless.

“You look nice.” Peter blurted, interrupting the awkward silence that had settled between you. Even he seemed surprised by his statement. You looked down and shrugged. You looked as nice as a lazy person who didn’t fully unpack their clothes could look. You had on a casual grey dress that was made of some sort of t-shirt material, and your hair was in a loose bun with a few curls framing your face. Peter took in your appearance with what looked like approval. Then you noticed Peters gaze falling to your feet.

“Converse with a dress.” He noted. “Bold move.”

You felt your personality re-enter your body, finally, and nodded.

“Oh yeah. You know me. Quirky and cool and not like other girls.” You joked as you clicked your heels together. “You look nice too. Very…Freddie Benson.”

Freddie Benson? Who the hell makes an ICarly reference to compliment someone? This night was going downhill fast and you regretted ever knocking on his door.

“Dude. You’re tanking.” Venom said in your ear, you had to agree. This couldn’t be going worse.

But lo and behold, Peters beautiful laugh filled your ears once again.

“That’s what I was going for!” He cheered. “My friend Ned always teases me for wearing sweaters and button downs but he just doesn’t have the vision.”

“Come in.” He suddenly stepped aside and gestured inward. “Dinners almost ready.”

Peters apartment looked just like yours, but much more homey. You saw his baby pictures on the wall, coupled with pictures of him and his parents through the years. You noticed a framed picture of a different couple on the coffee table. They resembled Peter but you didn’t see them in any photos with him past the age of around 7. There was a candle next to the frame, as well as a ceramic cross. You quickly looked away, not wanting to overstep.

“You must be Y/N. It’s very nice to meet you.” You heard a woman’s voice from behind you. You turned around and saw a woman in high pants and a yellow tank top, recognized her from the pictures with Peter.

“I am. It’s very nice to meet you too, Mrs. Parker.” You said politely and shook her hand.

“Please.” She shook your hand. “Call me May.”

“May.” You repeated with a smile.

You turned around and saw Peter pulling out a chair for you, so you sat down while May finished preparing dinner. You offered to help, being the polite ass bitch that you were, but May insisted that you were the guest. A plate of “meatloaf” was soon placed in front of you and Peter. The term “meatloaf” is used very loosely. It looked more like an old shriveled brain. Peter made eye contact with you and winked.

“It’s not as bad as it looks.” He whispered. He glanced at May, who was busy pouring the drinks, before leaning in closer and whispering, “it’s way worse.”

You playfully kicked Peter under the table and he giggled, quickly masking the sound with a drink of water.

“So, Y/N, where do you go to school?” May started the conversation. You took a bite of meatloaf, nearly died, and swallowed before answering.

“I’m actually taking a gap year before I start my junior year at Berkeley.” You told her. “And I work part time as a reporter.”

“That’s a very good school.” She complimented. “And I thought you looked familiar. I’ve seen your show on YouTube.”

“I haven’t.” Peter realized. “What’s it called?”

“The L/n Report.” You answered. “I started it my freshman year and it just kinda took off.”

“Oh. I’ve read some of yoru articles, but I haven’t seen the show.” Peter realized. “I can’t believe you do that. That’s really cool. You’re really cool.”

“Thank you.” You winked at him, not used to being praised for your work.

“Peter told me about your father.” May changed the subject. “I’m so sorry to hear that he passed. He left the apartment to you?”

“He did.” You nodded. “And it’s all right. We were estranged anyway.”

“It must be so different living alone in a city.” May sighed. “Did you dorm while at Berkeley?”

“No, I lived with my boyfriend.” You shook your head. Peter began choking on his water at the mention of a boyfriend and May shot him a look.

“Peter. Manners.” She said sternly.

“Boyfriend?” Was all he managed to say between coughs and sputters.

Oh great. Time for this conversation.

“Ex-boyfriend.” You corrected. “I got him demoted to traffic duty for two weeks and he wasn’t too happy about it.”

“He broke up with you over that?” Peter raised an eyebrow. “That’s gotta be the dumbest reason for a breakup I’ve ever heard.”

“May I ask how you got him demoted?” May wondered.

“Well, I’m an investigative reporter, and my ex, Andy, is a cop.” You began. “I looked at some classified files on his computer and used them against someone.”

“Carlton Drake, right?” She realized the story sounded familiar. “I read about that. Your exposé about him was everywhere.”

“Didn’t he die in his own rocket?” Peter asked you, fully invested in the story.

“Yea. I was there. Me and…my friend.” You caught yourself before almost mentioning Venom.

“Gosh I read that story forever ago.” May recalled. “It was all over the news here. I remember Peter ranting to me that this girl was straight out of high school and already taking down shady guys in San Francisco. You were obsessed with the article, remember Peter? I’m pretty sure you hung it up.”

Peter, you guessed it, turned bright red.

“I just thought you were cool. You know, taking down bad guys and all at such a young age. It really inspired me.” Peter explained. He suddenly looked panicked, like he said too much, and you wondered what it inspired him to do.

“Thank you Peter.” You smiled fondly. “How old are you anyway?”

“19. I’ll be 20 on August 10th.” He said proudly. “What about you?”

“He’s legal.” Venom whispered in your ear. You couldn’t even be mad at her, you were thinking the same thing.

“I’m 20.” You told him, and smile crept across his face.

“And this boyfriend, where is he now?” May asked. May wasn’t blind to what was happening between her nephew and this new neighbor and knew that’s what Peter was dying to ask.

“I would very much also like to know that.” Peter said, almost robotically. He leaned in closer and stared at you while he awaited the answer.

“He’s engaged, actually.” You said between sips of water, making Peter sigh in relief. “To a friend of mine. They’re getting married this summer.”

It was the first time you said those words out loud. You didn’t feel sad, like you thought you would. You didn’t really know how you felt. The smile that broke out on Peters face gave a clear indication on how he felt, though.

“That’s great. I mean, not great great. Great for him, I mean. It’s always good to move on. Wether it be with an old friend or a brand new one. Maybe it’s with someone you just met. You never know. Things just happen between the most random of people. Could be a stranger. Or, or, hear me out, it could be less of a stranger. Like a barista, or a mailman or a…a neighbor.” Peter stumbled over his words, the last part coming out very quietly. “I’m sorry that things didn’t work out though. Between you and him, I mean. ”

“Thanks.” You shrugged. “It was tough at first but, I’m okay now. He wasn’t the one.”

“When you do find the one, you’ll know. I knew almost immediately that Ben was the one. I saw him and my heart said “that’s the one you’ve been looking for” and I believed it.” May sighed wistfully. You could see her eyes glistening behind her glasses and did something rather bold. You put your hand on top of hers and squeezed. She gave off this loving motherly vibe that you had only seen in movies but never felt for yourself. May gave you the warmest smile and squeezed your hand back.

“That’s lovely May. Although, I always thought when you met the one, your heart wouldn’t say that it’s been looking for that person. I always thought it would say ‘welcome home’, or something like that. You know? Like, you’ve always known them. I don’t know though. Maybe I’ve just seen The Princess Bride one too many times.” You shrugged.

“Ah. That’s a classic in this household.” May recalled. “Peter would refuse to go to bed without watching it.”

“Because it’s a cinematic masterpiece.” Peter sassed. “You’re trying to embarrass me by pointing out that even as a child I had impeccable taste? Oh please.”

You laughed at his remark, making May noticed the smile that broke out on Peters face when he succeeded in making their new neighbor laugh.

May looked at you for a while with a content smile on her face before saying, “Yeah. I suppose you do have good taste.”

[lily-drake]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO TIMOTHY JACKSON DRAKE-WAYNE, THE BEST BAT BOY OF THEM ALL!!! YOU CAN’T CHANGE MY MIND!!!!!!

Happy Birthday Tim

Tim never really cared for his birthday, afterall nobody ever remembered it, and he doubted that Bruce would care.  He had never shown much of an interest in him, which was fine since he wasn’t supposed to get close to him.  His entire job as Robin was to make sure Batman didn’t go crazy, he wasn’t supposed to get attached.  So he didn’t, at least that’s what he told himself.  It was around 10:45 PM when Tim went upstairs at Alfred’s request.  Timidly the 14 year old walked into the kitchen only to be met with a small white cake.  Upon closer inspection the cake had red and green letting that spelled out in neat scroll, “Happy Birthday Timothy” with perfectly cut strawberries decorating the sides.  Tim stared at the cake in awe, he’d never been given a birthday cake before, except at galas; but that didn’t count as he wasn’t really aloud to eat any.

“Good to see you up here Master Timothy.  Happy birthday young sir.  I apologize for the others absence, but I’m afraid that they are ‘busy’.”

Tim swiftlet lifted up his arms in a placating manner,

“Oh no, it’s fine.  Don’t worry about it, I wouldn’t want to bother anyone.”

Alfred gave him a small smile and nodded.

“Well, I believe that it is time for a bit of cake.”

Alfred walked around the counter and pulled out a plate, for, and knife before he cut a large piece and plated it.  Tim held back tears as he took his first bite of the cake.  This was the best cake he had ever had, and this was definitely his favorite birthday.

*******

Tim stared at the computer screen in front of him trying to figure out what he was missing.  He was tired, he hadn’t slept in a few days, and he was on his 8th cup of coffee from that hour alone.

“Tim, come with me!”

Dick said, suddenly on his right side.  Out of habit he turned and threw a punch at him.  Dick quickly ducked and laughed.

“Your getting faster baby bird.”

Tim sighed and rolled his eyes turning back to the computer.

“What do you need, Dick?”

He asked typing something onto the screen and scrunching his brow in frustration at the facts in front of him.  Dick rolled his eyes and sighed before he grabbed Tim and pulled him from the computer chair and onto his feet.  Tim groaned and tried to pull away in protest, but Dick overpowered him and he was dragged up the stairs.  Tim looked around to see where he was so he could make a quick escape if necessary.  When he looked forward again he saw he was being dragged to one of the main room doors.  He was thinking and going through all of the things he could have missed or forgotten, but nothing came to mind.  When the door opened the lights were off until they suddenly turned on and loud voices screamed,

“Happy birthday!”

From all around the room.  Tim blinked a few times everything catching up to him as he looked around and saw his family; Bruce, Alfred, Barbara, Stephanie, Cass, and Dick all around him.  The room was covered in decorations and on the table sat a decent sized 3 tier cake, just like the one he had had when turned fourteen, but bigger.  Tim ran through his memory and tried to recall what the date was and froze.  Oh, it was his 16th birthday, he had forgotten all about it.  He was pulled out of his stooped by Steph grabbing his arm and pulling him towards the table were 16 candles lined the rim of the cake and in the center it said, “Happy 16th Birthday Tim!” in the neatest cursive with a robin made of frosting right below it.  There was also neatly plated and perfectly made sushi on another table near them.  Tim smiled as everyone began to sing happy birthday to him and when he was done he blew out the candles happy and content with his day.  There was so much warmth that spread through his chest as he talked and ate cake with his family.  So much joy that surrounded the manor, he even saw Bruce smile.  Tim didn’t need to wish for anything, he was happy, and that’s all he could ever wish for.

*******

Tim looked at his watch and frowned.  He was now officially 19, but it didn’t matter, nothing mattered much now.  He was alone in Paris training with Lady Shiva, and his family didn’t care.  They were the ones who kicked him out afterall, he wasn’t wanted.  He sat under a shady tree bench in the park and watched as people talked and interacted with eachother.  It was peaceful, but that didn’t fill the hollowness he felt in his chest.  As he stood and began to walk away he felt someone crash into him and fell foreword, someone landing on his back.  Quickly the person got up and began to call out apologies obviously embarrassed.  Tim got up and turned around and came face to face with a girl about his age with dark black hair that tinted blue in the light and show startlingly bright bluebell eyes.  The girl was still talking and he wasn’t sure if she had even breathed yet.

“Hey, it’s ok.  Don’t worry about it.”

The girl immediately bit her lip and bowed her head as she tried to hide her face.  Tim smiled at the girl who was slightly shorter than him.

“I’m Tim.”

He said casually as he held out his hand.  The girl gave an awkward smile before excepting his hand and giving it a firm shake.

“Marinette.  Sorry again.”

“It’s nice to meet you Marinette.  Do you know where any good coffee shops are, I haven’t slept in a while and I really need a pick me up to finish my things.”

Marinette lit up and nodded.

“I totally understand.  I design and commissions keep me up all night half the time.  I live in a bakery and have concocted the best wake up coffee.  My friends say it’s very dangerous and I’m going to kill myself with it one day, but all well.  Why sleep when you can get things done?!”

Tim smiled at the girl as she began to walk and talk.  She was cute and was very dramatic in the way she spoke and expressed herself.  They walked across the street to a small bakery, the one Marinette must live in, and walked to the front where a short Asian woman stood near the register.  When the woman saw Marinette her smile grew as she welcomed them.

“I’m gonna make one of my specials for him!”

Marinette called out as she went to the back and started making some kind of coffee concoction.  The woman rolled her eyes, but she still held an amused smile.

“Hello, I’m Sabine.  Please choose a sweet, you’ll need it if you’re going to drink her “Miracle Cure”, as the college students like to call it.”

“Thank miss.  Please, call me Tim.”

He said giving her a small smile back as he browsed the selection.  In the display he noticed lots of animal themed treats and smiled.  There were many ladybug and cat themed ones as well as an orange fox, a turtle, a bee, a blue snake, a monkey, and a red dragon.  It was an interesting choice of animals and he wondered if they were important in some way here.  He found a small tarte aux fruits with an assortment of fruits that formed the red dragon.  When he looked up he saw the woman waiting for him still wearing her friendly smile.

“Could I please have the Tarte aux fruits du dragon please?”

“Of course dear.”

Carefully she opened the door to the refrigerated case and grabbed one of the fruit tarts and carefully put it in a small box.  Tim went to the register right as Marinette had finished and placed the large drink in front of him.  He pulled out his wallet but was stopped by Marinette’s hand.

“Nope, on the house.  An apology for earlier.”

She said with a bright smile.  Tim was shocked and felt a warmth he hadn’t felt in years begin to bloom once again.  He gently took the coffee from her hands and carefully picked up the small box with a plastic fork atop it.

“Thank you, Marinette.  That’s very kind of you.”

Her smile brightened and before Tim could stop or even think of what he was saying the words had already left his mouth,

“If you’re free, do you want to walk around Paris with me?”

Marinette blinked for a moment shocked, but then smiled again and nodded.

“Sure, that sounds nice!”

She took off the apron she had been wearing while making the coffee and hung it up on a wrack before walking out from behind the counter snd grabbing his arm and almost dragging him out the door.  When she realized what she was doing she quickly dropped it slightly blushing and scratched the back of her neck in embarrassment.

“S-sorry.  I should have asked first.”

Tim snickered a little, she was adorable.

“No it’s fine, so where to first?”

Tim asked as he gently placed the tart in his satchel and sipped the coffee.  When he did he felt his mind begin to clear and he felt more awake than he had in a long time.  He understood why it was called Miracle Cure now, this stuff was amazing!

“Well, where were you thinking of?”

“I was thinking of going to the Arc de Triomphe then head towards the Effiel Tower.”

Marinette beamed and nodded and began to walk towards the Arc de Triomphe.  She knew the path by heart as she often went there for inspiration.  The two talked the whole way there and bonded over their love of coffee and insomniac tendencies.  As they arrived at their first destination the sat on the steps and watched people pass them.  Tim pulled out the small tart and began to slowly eat it and smiled.  It tasted like Alfred’s cooking, though he didn’t want to admit that this might just be a bit better.  He glanced over at Marinette and noticed that she now had a sketchbook out and was drawing something.  He didn’t want to disturb her as he didn’t like being interrupted when he was really into something and let her draw as he watched the people.  Suddenly there was a loud crash.  He looked up and was shocked to see a giant child walking around smashing and destroying buildings.  He looked over and saw that Marinette had disappeared and he began to panic.

He stood up and began to move so he could get a better place to watch and analyze what was happening so that he could see if he needed to interfere.  He watched silently from a roof and saw a bunch of people begin to surround the child all with the same theme.  His mind flashed to the animals in the bakery and connected the dots as he glanced at all of the different people in animal costumes.  He watched as the Ladybug ordered everyone on the plan and on what to do which lead him to believe that she was the leader of this group.  It only took a few minutes and he watched the cat hero completely destroy a toy car from the giant child’s hand and a purple feather and butterfly flew out.  The ladybug hero quickly caught them and released them into the air.  She threw the object she had summoned into the air and he watched in amazement as thousands, maybe millions, of small ladybugs flew around the damage done and repaired all of it, including the bodies that had not been moving moments ago.

Tim ran back to the Arc de Triomphe and waited there to see if Marinette would come back.  It took a few minutes and then he saw her figure running towards him with panic and worry.

“Tim, I’m so sorry!  Are you ok?  I shouldn’t have left like that, I’m so sorry.”

Tim gave her an awkward smile and nodded.

“It’s fine, you came back afterall.”

She smiled at him and he lifted his arm out for her to take,

“Shall we continue our walk Mademoiselle?”

Tim asked with a slight bow.  Marinette giggled and gave a small curtsy before she placed her hand atop of his.

“Why of course Monsieur.”

They both laughed as they walked.  They enjoyed the silence for a bit before Tim asked what had happened.

Marinette gave him a sad sigh and explained the situation that had been happening in Paris for about 4 years now.  Tim was shocked that this hadn’t made it to the Justuce League, especially if it had been happening for four entire years.  Tim asked a few more questions that Marinette happily answered and they felt happy and content in the warm companionable silence.  Tim thought of all of his past birthdays, and he knew that this one was on the top 5 best list of his favorite birthdays.

[eleni-cherie]

8 mile ✨ || myg au - chapter 1.0

"Thanks to you I could make my dream come true."

first time yoongi laid eyes on soyeon was eight years ago, at a rap battle in a rundown club. how could they know the effect they would have on each other ever since?

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masterlist: here

— genre: musicians au, romcom, humour, fluff, angst, strangers to friends to lovers s2f2l

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soyeon (11:17 pm): i wanted to send you this yesterday but forgot  yoongles (11:19 pm): send me what? soyeon (11:23 pm): -audio file attached- soyeon (11:24 pm): i edited the hook part a little soyeon (11:27 pm): soo...?? yoongles (11:28 pm): its good soyeon (11:29 pm): only good? yoongles (11:31 pm): IT'S AMAZING satisfied now? soyeon (11:34 pm): a little :) yoongles (11:37 pm): :] yoongles (11:37 pm): how are the lyrics going? soyeon (11:40 pm): slow.. i have too many schedules these days soyeon (11:40 pm): is it ok if i send you the ones for the chorus tomorrow? soyeon (11:41 pm): need some help

yoongles (11:45 pm): sure soyeon (11:47 pm): it's ok if you dont have time tho soyeon (11:48 pm): i know you're busy w other projects.. soyeon (11:48 pm): i can also ask bomi yoongles (11:53 pm) why are you stressing out so much?

yoongles (11:53 pm): i said i'd help you and i will

yoongles (11:53 pm): so stop worrying

soyeon (11:56 pm): ok soyeon (11:57 pm): goodnight :) soyeon (11:57 pm): and thanks yoongles (00:01 am): goodnight soyeon

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"Hey, you're Soyeon. Right?"

Soyeon was about to enter her studio when hearing her name. Turning around in a swift move. Almost dropping the bun she had between her lips when seeing the person who called her name.

It was one of her label mates. A senior. A senior she knew and admired. Having secretely hoped to meet her one day now that they were working for the same company. Which apparently was hard than she had thought, since they usually worked on different floors and that senior was very busy with tv appearances and work.

But now it finally happened. She was standing there. Right in front of her. Smiling at her while waiting for a response.

Soyeon shook her head lightly, leaving her state of trance.

"Uh, yes. Yes, that's me." She took the bun from her mouth and bowed. "And you're Jigi." She held her door wide open to let Jigi enter, following behind her. Trying her best not to squeal.

"Nice little studio," the woman said. Taking a seat on her couch while adjusting the olive-green basecap on her head. Soyeon quickly undid her messy bun to make a new one. Already feeling like being too casually dressed to meet a legend like Jigi. She was one of the greatest korean rappers. And quite inspiring to her as an artist.

"So Soyeon.. I've heard some of the tracks you recorded'," Jigi began, leaning back, "You know, most female rappers have that one issue: they try too hard to sound badass that it ends up forced and inharmonious. But you don't have that. You don't really try sounding badass. You naturally sound like one." Soyeon pursed her lips, Preventing herself from screaming by hearing such a compliment coming from someone like her. "R-really?" "Yeah! You sound cheeky and I like that. If you work on it more, it could become your style," the woman nodded. "I- eh.. Thank you!" Soyeon bowed again, feeling a bit speechless. "Please, not so formal," Jigi laughed with her deep, characteristic voice. "I'm not here as a judge or anything. I'm just here 'cause I heard you're a little stuck." The girl blinked, furrowing her brows. She slowly sat down on her desk chair and nodded. "Y-yeah, but.. how do you know?" "Yoongi sent me. He said you'd need some help." Soyeon's eyes widened. So he had extra gone and asked the legend Jigi if she could spare some of her precious time to help her? She felt moved in a way that he had even bothered. Then again, he probably knew Jigi well enough by working with her, so it most likely wasn't a big deal for him. However, it was a big deal for Soyeon. And so she felt thankful. To get help from such a great artist meant a lot.

"I see.. Well, thank you for stopping by then," she smiled excited. Jigi waving her off then. "No need to thank me. I owned him a favour anyway," she giggled then, "Now, show me what you got and hopefully I can help out."

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next chapter: here

[ditttiiiwrecks]

OT7 Fic Rec Master Post:

 last updated (16/05/2021) 

If my master-list is anything to go by I am clearly obsessed with ot7, so here are some of my favs. 

Some of these stories are linked from Ao3. If any of those fics have been cross posted to Tumblr, please let me know. 

Current Fic Count: 25

Give all these amazing authors some love ♡ & To all the authors, Thank you so much for writing. I am so beyond grateful for all the work and time that you put in to writing these stunning pieces of literary art. 

This list is by no means complete, so if you have any recommendations, send em my way! ♡ Happy Reading!

~Love, @ditttiii  ♡

1) Void by @btssavedmylifeblr

Summary: You are the only female crew member on a 12 year space mission with seven handsome men. The sexual tension is real, y’all. 

2) Make You Know Love by @btsismybiass 

Summary: Growing up, Jungkook had always shared everything with his brothers; toys, food, clothing, friends, and even girls. The seven were inseparable — secrets were not allowed. Halfway through senior year, Jungkook was sent to a school halfway across the world, though he wouldn’t tell anyone (that didn’t already know) why. Years later, he has an adjoining apartment with his best friend (who is hopelessly in love with him) and 6 brothers he has yet to tell her about. One night, she comes barging into his home unannounced only to be met with a group of sexy foreign strangers.

3) Armed to the Fangs by @jingabitch

Summary: You grew up in the Hunter’s Guild, understanding that it is your sacred duty as a hunter to protect humanity from the vampires that lurk in the dark, draining the life from anyone unlucky enough to be caught. While making the rounds one night, you encounter Taehyung, a fabled born vampire - not that you know that when he tries to entice you into a dark alley. Next thing you know, you’re kidnapped and taken to their home, where you realise that all of them somehow crave your blood and seem to know more about your past than you do. Finding out about where you came from might be the key to setting humanity free.

4) Sanctuary by @softykooky

Summary: some people are lucky enough to be born into a family that loves them. others meet their family in a coffee shop while on the run from the korean ambassador, while they’re holding a man at gunpoint and beating him to a pulp for treason against their syndicate.

5) Eunoia by @wishesunderthestars

Summary: You are a world famous director and you have dedicated your life to your job.You have everything you could ever dream of; wealth, recognision, talent, your friends and family. But loneliness ins’t cured by success. So what happens when you somehow rescue seven hybrids? Can they fill the void?

6) Tangled Hearts by @writersrealmbts

Summary: You have seven hybrids and life with them can be both good and stressful. Some days are better than others, but in the end, you know that they’re always there for you, in more ways than one.

7)  Diamond Tears and Little Wings by @writersrealmbts 

Summary: You’re a fairy, taken in by BTS. You need lots of love and care, otherwise your light will fade and you turn to stone. Between the seven of them, you should never feel unloved. Right?

8) Rose & Thorns by @minniepetals 

Summary: a lone rose, a little broken, until Jungkook came along and the two of you saved each other. and in doing so, Jungkook showed you a world where he shared with his six other mates.

9) The Butter Series by @minniepetals

Summary: their names alone had every men and women turning their heads and falling at their feet. successful, prestigious, handsome, rich and untouchable to anyone that looked their way. and you? you were just an employee who worked for them. who would have known you meant so much more to them than you could ever imagine?

10) Stray Cat Strut by Bang to the Tan (TyphloticHaruspex)

Summary: When your grandmother passes away, she leaves her countryside house in your name. The longer you stay, the harder and harder it becomes to explain away the odd happenings. What kind of secrets does this sleepy town hold? And why do the local animals act so strangely around you?…

11) BACK HOME by @alexlwrites

Summary: : The one where, after living abroad for years, you move back to Korea and your old high school friend Namjoon offers you his place to stay while you get settled, casually forgetting to mention that: a) he still had a massive crush on you. b) he lived with six other guys.

12)  A Hundred Percent Human by Wrienne

Summary: In which you are forced to take care of seven hybrids in a twist of fate. After your estranged mother passes away, you're left with an unwanted will and the heavy burden of responsibility. Although you're desperate not to stray from the familiar path you thought was laid out in front of you with a fully human boyfriend who loves you more than anything, your life is thrown upside down once more after another unfortunate incident (that may or may not have to do with said boyfriend) occurs. Drunk and down on life, you finally decide to deal with the house and the unsavory business your mother left behind. However, to your shock, you find that seven very different hybrids are included with both the house - and the business. Seven hybrids you never even met before - even less agreed to take care of. Set in the not too distant future where infertility has become mankind's greatest issue. Will contain sexual content.

13)  I’ll Still Stay by @sugamoonv

Summary: Y/N, living in a society where hybrids are seen as commonly as pets and working a well-paying job, finally decides to adopt a hybrid for herself. But what happens when instead of one new companion, she leaves with seven? And what happens when nature decides that these companions are meant to be more than that?

14)  The Gateway to Your Heart by @justimajin

Summary:  ❝You gave me the best of me, so you give you the best of you.❞

15)  Like I Do by interlude__dream

Summary:  It's summer in Seoul. You didn't expect much to happen during your nights working at a coffee shop, but somehow, giving one kid a sandwich wrapped up your fate with seven hungry boys more tightly than you could have ever imagined.

16)  w e a r e a l l m a d h e r e by cath_mg

Summary: In which you're a model student who just managed to catch not just one, not two, but all seven 'transfer students' who just happened to visit your university.At the end of the road, will you stay or will you run? Or...

17)  Follow Me Down by ARMY_BRAT

Summary:  It was supposed to be a simple vacation to a foreign land. You certainly didn’t expect to wake up drugged and caged like an animal in the basement of seven beautiful men.

18)  Sharing is Caring by always_bias_wrecked

Summary:  You decide to let the rest of Bangtan watch you and your boyfriend Jimin have sex one time. Now suddenly everyone seems to want a piece of you, and Jimin doesn't seem to mind sharing.

19)  Ruin Me, I Dare You. by porcelainbones

Summary: Where a regular wannabe author discovers the members of the biggest band in the world are her soulmates. All Seven. (not a reader insert)

20) Abundance by @angelicyoongie

Summary: You never expected that you would end up adopting a hybrid, and if someone had told you that you would end up with seven? Well, you would have thought they were crazy. But here you are, with three different packs of hybrids that don’t get along – but all want to stay with you. Yeah, it turns out crazy is an understatement.

21) You Never Walk Alone by @agustdakasuga

Summary: You live a quiet life in your late grandfather’s cabin in the woods. You go to school just to graduate and get your diploma, not to make friends or stand out from the crowd. That was until one day, you enter your home to see a pack of wolves that need shelter.

22)  Accidental Friends by erakun

Summary:  Meet Bangtan, international superstars, the pride of South Korea, the love and hope in the dark of many lives, the role model and celebrity crush of so many people, and a group of people you often stumble across in your day to day life. You become acquaintances, slowly become friends, and- that's it. You are in a platonic friendship with Bangtan. Let me say it again. *clears throat* PLATONIC.

23)  Lifeline by @forgottenpasta

Summary: What happens when a witch curses seven vampires to share one fated mate between them?

24) Restitution  by @cloudteawrites 

Summary: When an estranged uncle leaves you his massive fortune you wonder if the universe is playing a joke on you. when that fortune comes with seven hybrids, you know for sure that it is.

25) The Lore of the Forest by spield

Summary: Nothing ancient and magical is ever really lost. When the descendants and heirs of the myths and legends come together to live a normal life, something - someone - is thrown into their plans. Bringing with them aid, magic and so much more.

[rottingsparrow]

Part 6! Of rereading Lore Olympus. Ep 51-60

On these next few parts i really just kept ranting oops. Also I just keep getting busier and forgetting to read more, but I haven't caught up with what I've read yet and that's the only thing keeping me going. Does anyone read these? Last part:

Ep 51

“What about my brother” artemis please its kinda clear at this point

So did hermes question anything or

“ i have no right to be jealous” yeah also theyre just friends dude

“Oh but hermes liked persephone” no hes a gay man argue with the wall(/j)

Why they got eels

I love how tall and slender hecate is seeing as like eventually everyone dissolves into one shape

Yes im over exaggerating what about it

Who are the fire people i love them

Bro imagine dying and like “finally free from this hell where i have to work all the time” only to be put to work when you die

“Everyone should get a fair trial with the king of the underworld” i agree but wouldnt that take forever too like there are so many deaths all the time

I literally get so tired of hades in this episode mfer has such a lack of control in his emotions

like . are you physically unable to have a conversation with her without losing it so you gotta ice her out??

“I cant accept gifts from employees” i mean yeah if they are trying to bribe you its just fuckin food man

Also this part minthe keep it in ur pants ur at work

Ep 52

Wow all women hate persephone bc shes so gorgeous so they treat her bad and like make out with her crush

My point got lost there but you get what i mean like women cant just exist they either are used to compare persephone and show how good she is or uplift her

Im not saying you cant have mean women please do but the way it all comes together just. :/

Persephone is like trying to hard to be nice and friendly and hades just kinda sits there like an idiot smh

Hermes my beloved

I want bakalava now

How would she have a driver's license demeter kept her in the mortal realm you think she would let her get that

Why do they want a car thanatos you have wings my guy

I mean. Did you die hades?

Also smth to ask before hand lmao thats on you

Hecate, agent of chaos, my wife, my everything, my-

Ep 53

I know hecate has reasons to do things but i like to believe she doesnt and she does what she wants

Theres no way minthe sounds happy on the phone when she knows its just hecate

Nah nvm shes probably scared of her

How. how does anything get done at this place

Hades can you. Can you treat her like a friend or even a worker instead of a crush its not that hard youre a big guy

I love the eels

The moment when the artstyle changes randomly and you have to get adjusted to a new one

Hecate is now a different shade of blue what

Fuck you hades putting all your emotions on a 19 y/o

Unfortunately he does treat her like any other of his employees hes just. A shitty boss

“Oh no she thinks im mad at her” yeah dude ur acting like a dick

Sorry this just pisses me off

“Shes like me” she just like me fr

Why is the building confusing what do they gain from that

Its actually so rachel doesnt have to remember the layout

Ep 54

“Is she angry” no shes tired wtf do you think

I know rachel tried so hard on the “please dont grab me” panel girl was sweating

Personally id just leave if i was the reporter but ig he needs smth

Asking for a statement isnt the bad thing its the grabbing and like pressuring yknow

Do they have close ties

I know its supposed to be casual but i wouldnt hold my mothers friend/ business partner. Whatever their lie was, like that

Idk how i would actually im going to be thinking of that

I do like how she has a trigger but im gonna be real i dont think its ever brought up again

Sure you could say she is just good at avoiding it but idk

“I dont always get to do what i want” you literally do unless it doesnt help the story

Rereading has made me see how many things are in place for the story that disappear when not needed

“Man im a lousy tour guide” and a lousy boss :D

I do just want to make sure you guys know how much i hate hades as a boss

Ep 55

Its a lobby. Thats funny ill laugh at that

“That not exactly what we do here” what do you do

I havent read greek mythology in so long

“They may become hysterical” please explain psyche i saw i reply talking about how we didnt see her reactions to phone

They were so right that mustve been fucking bonkers

How do they ease them into it? Do they go through all the years of technological advancements just quickly??

Who is hecate talking to

Let her get the jacket make hades pay the designer to make another one

Also only 3? Like 20 id get but 3? Nah

“Why is she employed here?” you were there yesterday minthe remember she got an introduction

I think hades needs an HR department yknow what

“ a coveted position” PLEASE JUST EXPLAIN THE JOBS AND THE WORK LADDER

I agree with hecate except no one treats it like a work place

Not even you really lmao

If they are scared of her why would they go bitch to her esp if they know she doesnt care

Small medium cause shes so petite but she has curves bc shes gorgeous and-

Rachel smythe sniped me :/

How did she put that on

Ep 56

Whose the green person in the back poseidon idk

Also glasses again :)

“Stop staring at me with them big ol eyes”

Yes i already made the joke its funny tho

meg/persophone is my otp /j

Seriously its already more healthy than hades gotta be honest

So nice of her to let her borrow it how is she gonna return it. They talked more im sure but its funny to think that she actually doesnt know who meg is

Why does his hair get longer in the mortal realm get up

Omg does he have extensions that would be so funny

“I have to have control” yeah you do its gross

I love persephone fury look tho

Wait why did her hair grow

I get like thats the style in that time or whatever but

“I for one find you terrifying” is such a cute line not gonna lie

Persephone why do you look like youre trying to kiss him

“How can she be doing better than me” because zeus is married

I feel like thats obvious

Blue nymph obviously evil she has to be shes a woman and-

But also i forgot her name. Tha. no uh

Its thetis :)

Ep 57

“My visions arent always correct. But they are most of the time” is such a sloppy line

Omg i forgot that hera was the reporter

Also idk how her visions work but couldnt it have been literally anyone? How does she think shell narrow it down

Persephone you are wearing a skirt thing be careful

Also. dont push off people chest just generally

Her hair got much longer but i can excuse this one bc shes using her powers and they tend to coincide

“I gotta inspect that volcano” yep. Sure is a volcano

“But once they die theyre all in service to the underworld for the rest of the eternity” is there a way to die after death bc that sounds awful

Ok but why do they have to wait how does that earn you money

Like no i get the like immediate ride for a obol or whatever but why 100 years. You lose out on so many laborers for a while that way

I love Styx hand in marriage

Haha why is she bald in the last panel

Ep 58

“Reminds me of a younger me” is supposed be like a red flag but was zeus not chill during his formative years

Why does he get so mad a her vision genuinely

Also like why he get mad about her guessing apollo

I know i know “reputation ruined and so is ours” people change yknow also i do second guess your ability to choose olympians

Spit on him queen

This is one of the spots where i feel like rachel was just pushing to make zeus a bad guy. Not like a dick but actually antagonistic qualities

“I prefer the financial benefits of ongoing unpaid labor” haha so funny /s go fuck yourself

Yeah theyre dead and have nothing else to do but damn

“Why would my mom hide it from me” i mean. Thats fair but youre the one that calls her like hovering so i doubt she wants people trying to sex you

I mean fertility doesnt have to mean sex its more than that also one second

Nvm i googled it i was gonna say hestia was a goddess of fertility but shes the goddess of home a stuff my bad

Arnold reaction meme

Oh why is it dangerous

No i know why lmao

Persephones jaw goes from ) to ] in a matter of seconds

“Just stay away from tower 4 until we get to the” THE WHAT??? THE WHAT

Thats not a joke the sentence ends there

“OH you said yes!’ to you helping her like friends do

Ok but how will he know its her

Ep 59

Yes persephone you communicate clearly!! Be healthy!!

I love the flower nymphs personally i know everyone says we dont see persephone be close with them but its the little things i think

“I literally have no idea why you want to be here” me either hades

Haha flower nymphs are dumb! Village people! Haha racism

No i know thats not what shes saying but the racism of nymphs is overlooked

Me, everytime she was handed something pomegranates: :OOOO ITS THE!! ITS THE THING

No minthe has a right to be upset id be pissed if id have to change someones entire schedule

Not the snapchat filter

Why is his name big spenda thats so funny

Ep 60

As someone who has been jealous before i have to say this isnt healthy

Like duh but so intense for someone you barely know

Hades, watching her in silence: wtf is happening

Im glad she realizes its unhealthy

Ok i know i said they dont ever bring up the “any time any place” question but they do here which reminds me that that deal should no longer exist now that hes her boss

I dont think hooking up is bad esp when they werent in a relationship tbh

Like now she is in a relationship so yeah its bad

I love snarky chat that is the most real thing in this comic

“ we need to do smth about persephone” or yall could do your jobs. Kooky idea i know

She is still flirting with thanatos which is bad

Yknow assuming the boundaries her and hades set was monogamy and no flirting

And yeah hes flirting too thats also bad

[ishigamisenkuwu]

Wedding Ceremony~ [requested]

 Before the petrification, you and Senku are lovers for 2 years. It started when he confessed to you that caught you off guard. But that confession was planned by Taiju and Yuzuriha your two other best friends. 

 “Y/n, I like you. Will you go out with me?” Senku was practicing while looking at the mirror. He was 10 billion percent nervous that you would reject him and his confession would ruin your friendship. “Come on man! Don’t be scared I’m sure that she likes you back,” Taiju was really trying to cheer him up.

 “Yuzuriha why am I dressed like this?” you asked your best friend and she avoided your gaze. “N-nothing Y/n-chan. I just thought it would really look good on you,” she said and her phone rang. She picked it up and looked at you, “It Taiju-kun. Hello? Oh, y-yes we are on our way t-there.”

 She said then she dragged you to the train station. The four of you agreed to go on a friendly date since it's your summer break and you don’t have anything to do besides trying and inventing new recipes. 

 When the train stopped at your station you walked together with Yuzuriha to the mall since you want to enjoy the summer breeze. You were wearing an off shoulder yellow dress with a floppy black wide-brimmed hat. You were wearing flats that go along with the entire outfit.

 “You look really good on that Y/n-chan. I’m sure Senku would like to see you in that,” she said and you blushed. She knows that you have a crush on the leek haired scientist and you told her to keep it a secret from Taiju because he can be loud and he might tell it to Senku.

 Yuzuriha was busy texting, probably Taiju when you got inside of the mall. “Yuzuriha! Y/n!” you heard Taiju’s loud voice calling for the both of you at your favorite coffee shop. You saw Yuzuriha blushed and you know it is because of the embarrassment. 

 You walked towards them and you looked at what Senku was wearing, it was like he matched your outfit. He was wearing a yellow shirt, white pants, and black shoes. You stared at him in awe and you noticed that Yuzuriha and Taiju were matching too, how cute!

 The four of you ordered your coffee and cakes then chatted for a bit. “Senku what are you up to right now?” you asked him and then took a sip from your frappe. “Nothing much to be honest. Just doing some research and learning with the dude we met in NASA,” he casually said and ate his cake.

 After you ate you made your way to the cinema and picked a horror movie. You sat between Yuzuriha and Senku so every time that there is a jump scare you hide your face on Senku’s shoulder while Taiju and Yuzuriha laugh at your reaction.

 “That’s bullshit we shouldn’t have picked the other one!”

 “C’mon Y/n your reaction was priceless!”

 “Tsk, she kept on hiding her face behind me, you big oaf”

 “You looked cute together earlier,” Yuzuriha blurted out that made you blush and distance yourself away from Senku. You saw a cotton candy stand and you dragged Senku towards it, “Senku buy me some.”

 “Tsk, you shouldn’t have done that Y/n. Just tell me if you want that I’ll give it to you,” he said and you bought it for Taiju and Yuzuriha as well. The four of you when to the park and ate some ice cream. The sun was setting and you felt Senku poking your cheek.

 “Y/n, w-we’re going for now. My mom asked me to buy her doughnuts and I’m bringing Taiju along. Sorry to leave you with Senku! I love you Y/n!” 

 “Senku! You know what to do man! Good luck!”

 “I love you too Yuzuriha-chan!” you said and you looked at Senku with a confused look on your face. “Y/n.. I n-need to tell y-you something im.. important,” Senku said with a shaky voice and avoiding your gaze. “What is it Senku-kun?” you asked and he held your hand while looking deeply in your e/c orbs using his ruby ones.

 “I like you and go out with me,” he bluntly said and you were shocked of course.

You laughed when you remembered how he confessed, he seemed nervous at first but he demanded you to go out with him too. “Why are you laughing Y/n?” he asked and you looked at him. His face didn’t change a bit after 3,700 years he still looks gorgeous as ever.

 “Senku,” you called out for him and he hummed as a response. “I love you so much,” you said and you saw him blush and Ginro saw it too and started to tease him about it. “Look at Senku! He’s blushing when Y/n said I love you to him!” he shouts it out and Chrome joined in to tease him too. You heard Gen, Ukyo, and Ryusui laugh behind you. Gen went beside Senku and nudged his shoulders, “So the mighty and smart Senku blushes eh?”

 Senku only scoffed and continued to do what he was doing. It was near lunchtime so you decided to help Francois to make some food. After preparing food you and Suika called the others to eat.

 Senku planned to create cities all over the world and find what caused the petrification so the both of you doesn’t bond like before that made you upset a little bit but of course you respect Senku and you want him to achieve his goals so you help and support him.

You went to sit beside him and started to eat but an idea popped up on your mind. Teasing and making Senku blush and embarrassed was one of your hobbies when you two are together. You cut a piece of pork, “Senku say ahh.”

 You noticed that everyone around you stopped and watched the both of you and all of you noticed a blush on Senku’s face. “Tsk, what are you doing Y/n? I can eat by myself,” he said and looked at his side. You pouted and sniffed in short you were acting like you are upset, “B-but Senku.. *sniffs* I’ll cry if you not gonna eat this,” you said and Senku looked at you and he was surprised when he saw the tears running down your cheeks. 

 “You brat,” he said then took the piece of pork you cut for him. Senku doesn’t like it when his baby cry. Yup, he calls you baby when you two are alone and away from the others. Ginro, Chrome, and Gen started to tease Senku after the meal and Yuzuriha said you did great and she asked if you could help her to make some clothes.

 “Hey Y/n-chan, if you and Senku will be married one day I’ll be the one to make your dress ok?” she said and you just blushed. You never thought of it especially you’re just 18 and he’s 19 and he is busy as hell to rebuild the civilization from scratch. “You really have an advance mind huh?” you said and then laughed it off. 

 “Stand up y/n please. I’ll take your measurements,” Yuzuriha said and you looked at her confused. “W-well I’m t-trying to attempt uhh you k-know.. To c-create a wedding dress and I want you to b-be the model of it,” she said it fast but stuttering at the same time. You just nodded as a yes and stood up.

 “36 24 36 is your vital statistics eh? That’s like the perfect vital statistics y/n-chan!” she squealed and hugged you. For you, it doesn’t matter as long as you have a full-body you’re fine. “What kind of wedding dress are you even planning to do Yuzuriha?” you asked and she showed you a sketch. “Here! It’s kinda cute isn’t it?” she said and started to do her magic. After four hours the both of you finished and you are wearing the dress the both of you made. 

 It hugged your curves perfectly and it is backless which you like and there are some laces. You noticed that she took out some gloves as well and she put them on you. “This is good! You look really great even without make-up y/n!” she said then you remembered that Senku made some makeup and you asked Suika to grab it for you.

 Yuzuriha called Ruri, Kohaku, Suika, and Francois to help you. You were just going to model it why the heck they made it looked like you are going to get married? After 30 minutes of hell, the girls squealed except for Francois. They said to look in the mirror and you did.

 You look really beautiful and elegant, the girls said you should show it to Senku and the others and you blushed furiously. “It’s embarrassing guys! I’m just gonna model it right? WHY THE HECK ARE YOU WEARING THE SAME DRESSES?!” you asked shocked. They looked like your bridesmaid and Suika is the flower girl. “Aww, how cute y/n. You are going to get married today!” Ruri said and you were confused as heck. Married? You? To whom? Then you remembered Senku. Your blush becomes deep red and you just felt someone covered your eyes and dragged you outside.

 Because the tent where Yuzuriha work is far away from Senku they made the preparations for the wedding ceremony you didn’t noticed it. Senku looked at the rings Chrome and him made, it is made of gold and there is a ruby gem in the center of it. Senku knows how much you talked about how his eyes look like ruby and how much you love them. One of the villagers brought the ruby to him as a thank you gift for curing Ruri which made him plan all of this.

 “I’m his best man you idiots back off!” he heard Ryusui said. He sighed and looked at Taiju, “Come here you big oaf, you’re my best man.” Taiju looked at him teary-eyed and he hugged Senku, “I’m so happy for you Senku! Finally after those years of trying to confess to her you two would get married!” 

 You nervously took slow steps as the girls guide you to God knows where. “Where are we going?” you asked but they seem to ignore you.

 “I can’t believe Senku, why he didn’t propose first?”

 “You know him Kohaku-chan he is not that type of guy.”

 “Yuzuriha you don’t make sense he should’ve proposed first.”

 “Senku-sama needs time too. You know he is planning to revive the 7 billion people around the world, Ruri-sama.”

 “I don’t get you at all but I’m happy to be a flower girl for Senku and Y/n!”

 You just gave up and let them drag and guide you while they were arguing why he didn’t propose.

 The place looks so beautiful with all of the flowers and decorations. The wedding would be held near the Perseus and the reception would be on the ship. Senku was so happy even though he knows that you would complain about why the hell he didn’t propose first. He wanna laugh just by thinking about it. The aisle was covered with the curtains that Yuzuriha made so they wouldn’t see you. 

 You stopped at your tracks and you felt they removed the thing that was covering your eyes. You blinked twice to adjust to the light and you saw flowers everywhere. It looks like some of the decorations for a wedding. 

 “What the hell is this, Yuzuriha?” you asked and she just smiled at you. You saw them lined up and walked to the aisle. 

 Your maid of honor is obviously Yuzuriha. The bridesmaids are Ruri and Kohaku along with the females in the village. Tsukasa, Chrome, Ukyo, Ryusui, Magma, Kinro, and the other males are the groomsmen. Suika is the flower girl while Ginro is the ring bearer. 

In Senku’s mind, everything is perfect, the plan was going smoothly. They heard the violin played by Francois, where the hell did they get that? Simple, Senku and the old man Kaseki made it and Francois was playing Beautiful in White. This is the signal that you are going to walk down the aisle with Gen.

 Gen was wearing a tux that Yuzuriha probably made before. “Let me walk you to Senku dear Y/n,” he said and you wrapped your arm around his arm and you started to walked when they removed the curtains.

 Senku looked at you with tears in his eyes but he wiped them away so no one could see how pathetic he looked. In his mind, you were so beautiful in the wedding gown, the way it hugged your curves perfectly, and how it looked so good on you. Although he can’t really see your face because of the veil he knows how beautiful you look right now.

 You looked at Senku wearing a white tux and you noticed him wipe his tears, you giggled and Gen copied you probably he saw it too. When you were near Senku Gen said something that made you blush and he handed your hand to Senku, “Don’t ever hurt my sister Senku-chan.”

 Yep, you and Gen are siblings not by blood because you were adopted by his parents. You hugged Gen and said thank you to him. You and Senku walked to the priest and the wedding ceremony began. 

 Time skip brought to you by the lazy author and Gen’s Flowers~

 “I now announce you husband and wife! You may now kiss the bride”

  Senku put up your veil and looks at your e/c orbs then he leans forward and kisses your lips softly and you kissed him back. You heard claps from everyone and some wolf whistles and that made you blush. You looked at your ruby ring and Senku. “I can’t believe that we’re married,” you said and Senku just smiled at you. “Well I wanna marry you as soon as possible,” he said and you playfully hit his chest.

 The banquet started and everybody enjoyed the food that Francois made and the booze that the villagers stored at their tents. Meanwhile, you and Senku were in one of the rooms at the Perseus and…

 I’ll leave the rest to your mind reader-chan!

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  The second request from its chan. Gomenasai minna-san! >///< It’s too long aacckkkkk