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Bucky needs to be smothered in kisses. No sex has to follow, just him allowing you to pepper kisses all over his cute face simply for being him and for looking so pretty and cute. Like, "Shut up, Bucky and take it" - proceeded by dozens of kisses 💋💋💋

Bucky deserves all the kisses! How about a little something for our tattoo artist?

What Dreams Are Made Of

Pairing: Tattoo Artist!Bucky Barnes x Baker!Female Reader Summary: You're on Bucky's mind before your date. Word Count: Over 1.5k Warnings: Ki-ssing, Fluff, slight insecurity if you squint, slight feels (it's me), Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?). Graphics talent and thanks: Banner - @sgt-seabass, Divider - @firefly-graphics, Bucky edit - Nix, Moodboard - yours truly A/N: My second Connect 4 (C4007 - Square 1) / Into an Alternate Juneiverse for @buckybarnesevents! Set in my Sin on Skin AU, but can be read as a standalone.❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

Bucky flopped down on the break room couch with a tired smile. He had a hard time sleeping the night before and wanted a little rest before his first client of the day arrived. It didn't surprise him when he struggled to sleep. He could sometimes be a night owl when he wasn't dealing with the occasional nightmare, but last night was different. You consumed his thoughts after he went home.

Every single one of them.

You thinking of me, Sugar? I hope you are.

Hell, you hadn’t left his mind since he first walked into your shop. His beautiful, sweet baker with the warm smile and humor to brighten his day. You looked too pure to be with someone who looked like him. He wasn't blind to the stares he received whenever he went out. With his physique and exposed skin littered with ink, many wrote him off as dangerous without a second thought. They would’ve been shocked to learn he was a bit of a science nerd who loved to read in his spare time or that he served his country alongside his best friend.

Something told him you’d appreciate all those little details about him, especially since you asked him out.

"Wish I was taking you out now, Sugar," he whispered to himself as he shut his eyes.

Bucky didn’t want to admit to himself that he was a little nervous. From his chats with you, he gathered enough of an idea on where it would be good to take you for your first date. He didn’t want it to be generic though. If he couldn’t make it unique, it at least had to be special. Something you’d remember. You deserve the best.

And he wanted to show you he was nothing like your prick of an ex.

"Hey."

The sound of your voice beside him made his eyes open, his heart racing as you smiled. He hadn’t even heard your footsteps. When he tried to sit up, you pushed him to lay back down. The sugary scent that lingered on your skin from the shop had him licking his lips as you moved on top of him. But instead of your normal work clothes and apron, you wore a sundress.

One that was dangerously riding up your hips as you straddled him.

And he was too in awe to stop you.

“How did you get back here?” he whispered, not at all upset that you managed to sneak into the room.

“Steve let me in,” you whispered back, framing his face. He couldn’t decide where to place his hands. He wanted them all over you. “I had a break and couldn’t wait to see you.”

“You saw me last night,” he smirked as you leaned down, your lips dangerously close to his. “Not that I’m complaining.”

While the guys heard all about you and expected to meet you at some point, no one thought you would rush into the shop the way you had. You didn’t know it yet, but they all had a soft spot for you because of Bucky. Even if they didn’t, not a single one of them would’ve put up with how your dick of an ex spoke to you. Respect meant everything in their establishment and any man who talked down to someone the way he had with you had no right to be there.

The fucker made you cry, but I wiped that smug look off his face just for you.

“Too long to wait,” you smiled, your breath skimming his mouth. It paralyzed him as he waited to see what you would do next. “And I know our date isn’t until Friday, but I want to kiss you now.”

“Why do you wanna kiss me?” he smiled because yours was contagious.

“Because I want to thank you.”

“You don’t need to,” he promised. He’d stick up for you no matter what the situation called for. Call him smitten or a decent guy, that was just how he was.

“I want to. I also want to kiss you because you’re pretty. And, yes, you are pretty because I say so,” you teased, which earned an almost bashful smile from him. He was far from pretty, but any sort of compliment from you meant the world. “But mainly because you’re a good man and deserve a kiss.”

“Just a kiss?” he asked as he did his best to keep his hips still. You didn’t just deserve the best date, but you deserve a gentleman as well. Fuck, did he want you though and the things he wanted to do to you were far from innocent. He wondered if you felt through his jeans just how much he did.

“Just a kiss. For now,” you said, closing the gap between the two of you.

There was no hunger or desperation when your tongue slipped past his lips. Even when he deepend the kiss, you didn’t rush. It was soft and tender, but held the promise of something more just like your first kiss had. He wasn’t just a moth drawn to your flame. He carried the fuel and wanted to douse you in it.

Bucky craved to be the one who brought your fire to the surface until it consumed you both.

“Am I dreaming?” he exhaled, finally gripping your hips when you dragged your lips along his face. The featherlight motions were enough to drive him mad, tempting him to flip you over so he could explore your body properly. No, he needed to let you stay in control for now. “Sugar, you’re killing me.”

“And what a way to go, Hottie. So, shut up and take my kisses,” you giggled.

He chuckled as you smothered him with your lips and he took the opportunity to hold you closer. It felt right to have you in his arms. He couldn’t recall the last time he fell for someone so quickly, if ever. What if that scared you?

What if he scared you?

“It’s time to wake up, Bucky,” you whispered in his ear. “I’ll see you soon.”

Bucky’s brows furrowed as you faded from his arms. “Sugar?” he asked. Where did you go?

“Buck, you need to get up!”

Steve’s shout startled Bucky awake and it was a miracle he didn’t fall off the couch. His heart pounded before he realized he had been dreaming. You weren’t in the back room with him. You hadn’t smothered him with gentle kisses.

He was all alone.

“What the fuck?” he whispered, tossling his hair as he sat up.

Figures. It was just a dream, but I’m glad I had it.

“You okay?” Steve asked as he carefully approached his friend. “Hey, I wasn’t trying to scare you. Called your name a couple of times and that didn’t do the trick. Didn’t think I should touch you either.”

“I’m fine. Thanks,” Bucky huffed a little. Both of them had their share of nightmares after being overseas. Steve wouldn’t have yelled his name if he thought something was wrong, so he must’ve appeared peaceful enough. Peace. That was what you gave him, even if his jeans felt a little tighther and uncomfortable.

“You need a minute?” the blonde smirked when Bucky adjusted a bit.

“Why did you wake me?” he replied, avoiding his question. The guys knew well enough how crazy he was about you and didn’t need to know he was dreaming about you in the shop. “I’m sure it was extremely important.”

“Because your client should be here in a few minutes and I wanted to make sure you didn’t sleep through the appointment. So, yeah, extremely important.”

With a nod, Bucky slowly got to his feet. “Space is already cleaned and disinfected. Stencil’s done, too,” he said. He liked to prepare as much as he could and they prided themselves on having a clean and safe workspace. “Um, Sugar hasn’t stopped by, has she?”

Steve shook his head. “No, she hasn’t,” he answered, giving Bucky a small smile when he frowned. He knew all about the date. “But Friday is just around the corner if you don’t see her before then.”

He tried not to feel disappointment and swore he could still smell the sugary scent of you in the air. It must’ve lingered on the couch from when you were there the night before. He wished he could have that smell on his pillows and sheets. “I like her.”

“I know you do. We all do,” Steve said, leaning against the wall. “We even told Hal he wasn’t allowed to go into the bakery out of fear that she’d fall for his charm,” he added with a wink.

I’m charming, too.

“No, punk,” he said, not wanting to be more vulnerable than he already had. “I really like her.”

The playful look on Steve’s face fell, replaced with something softer. “I know, jerk. And I think she really likes you, too. So be the good guy we know you are and sweep her off her feet.”

That’s exactly what Bucky planned to do.

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“hey beautiful,” you shut your locker close as soon as you hear that voice, your face dropping visibly. you curse under your breath when you feel him approach closer and lean against your locker with a slight thud. “oh— someone’s in a bad mood today? i wonder why,”

and heeseung was the last person you wanted to see today, let alone having a conversation. you simply roll your eyes, not sparing him a single glance and turning to the other side to get away— a swift movement of his feet as he’s already in front of you, blocking your way with his arms and making you glare at him. “go away, heeseung,”

“i’m not sure if you’d like that, gorgeous,” there’s a taunting grin on his face, one that you find attractive on most days— and you still do— although, it’s doing more than just ticking you off today. “upset about the grades, princess?”

upset would be an understatement, because you are mad and grades aren’t even the main reason. losing a few marks here and there is one thing, and losing to heeseung, who somehow managed to get a perfect score again in all the subjects except language, is another. you’re mad because he is not only smart but incredibly attractive, to the point you sometimes think about him and giggle. heeseung is your rival and your crush.

“stop calling me that,” you say with a huff.

“why, i thought you liked it, princess,” he repeats with a smirk, putting more emphasis on the name he has given you. he likes how easily mere words have you flustered, even more so when you’re angry. it’s cute, to him, it’s interesting. “can’t handle a little bit of teasing, doll? do i make you nervous, hm?

and it’s worse because he knows you have a crush on him. 

it’s all because of minij— had she not sent the screenshot of your texts to jungwon, your secret would’ve been safe instead of being known to every single student in your grade. you never planned to tell anyone that you harbour feelings for your long time academic rival. you didn’t even want to accept it yourself— middle school heeseung was anything but your type, and then you both got into high school, and you don’t know when the cute, clumsy boy of your grade became the campus heartthrob, and yours. 

all the teasing comments in the hallways that he makes towards you, ones that leave you blushing and flustered, seem to get only worse. the way he drops everything to talk to you— tease you— whenever you’re in his sight makes everyone tease you. you know he's messing with you, but when your friends say he has it just as bad for you, you wonder if there is actually a happy ending for you and heeseung.

he leans in even closer to rile you up, pinning you against the locker, caging you between his arms. you can feel his hot breath fanning against your face. and when your eyes accidentally trace down to his lips, he lets out a lowly chuckle and tucks a finger under your chin, tilting your face up. “you want to kiss me so bad,” 

your breath gets caught up in your throat when he says those words— the ones you had said on twitter in the spur of the moment. ‘i want to kiss his pretty face’ —it was sudden. you had just woken up from a nap when you saw his new pic from the shower rooms and your mind went haywire. 

you gulp and quickly avert your eyes away from his lips, trying to keep your composure, feeling your cheeks heat up at his words. “i’m going to kill you,”

“oh, you wound me, pretty,” he says dramatically, a hand over his chest, putting on an ever so innocent expression. he takes a few seconds to admire your flustered face, the way you can’t bring yourself to look him in the eye and how he finds it adorable. “come to my game tomorrow,”

you furrow your brows at his words, heart thumping against your chest at the mere thought of watching him play on the basketball court. “why?”

“why not? you want to kiss me, don’t you, sweetheart?” your cheeks only heat up more as those words fall off his lips. he notices how you nip on your lower lip, the shy expression on your face making his ears red. “come tomorrow, and i’ll kiss you,”

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December 11th (Continued)

Airielle stood to the side and waited for her cue to cut off Kevin Owens as he walked backstage from his interaction with Josh. She nodded once Ryan- the director of the segment gave her a little shove towards Kevin, who was walking her way. 

“Kevin, hey Kevin!” She called out rushing towards his side. “Can I have a word?” 

“No, have you seen Roman? Airielle shook her head. 

“Do you know what he said about my family last week? Huh!? You think I wanted to do that to Jey Uso?! NO!- You don’t talk about my family and now I did that to his family and that’s on Roman- '' Kevin was cut off by Airielle’s scream as Roman came and attacked Kevin from behind.  Airielle quickly got out of the way so she wouldn’t get hurt.  After hearing the director yell cut, Airielle walked back over to thank Ryan for letting her do the segment. 

“Wassup Airi.” After Paul had walked away Joe came and stood next to her. 

“Hey Joe,” She said, smiling at him. 

“I talked to Yas.” Airielle’s smiled disappeared and she rolled her eyes. “She’s just wants to make sure you ok” 

“I knew I should’ve never called her.”  Joe laughed and placed a hand on her shoulder. 

“Nah, she just looking out for you, she’s very protective of you.” Airielle sighed and nodded her head. 

“Too protective, I told her I was fine and I had it under control.” 

“I’m the same way with Jon and Josh too, us older cousins gotta protect our youngins in the family” Airielle rolled her eyes again. 

“It’s nothing to be protected against though.” She said as they started walking toward Joe’s locker room, where Josh was waiting for her. “It’s not that big of a deal.” She added with a shrug. 

“I mean, on the walk over to film I've heard ya name at least five times.” Airielle sucked her teeth. “But,” Joe shrugged and stopped her from opening the door to his locker room. “I’m not saying this because he’s my cousin and I love him.” He waited until she nodded to continue. “That shit with Kayla happened one time and I only know that because Josh can’t keep his mouth shut.” 

“Yeah, I know. We talked about all that already.” Joe nodded with a small grin on his face. 

“Alright then.” He said opening the door for her and letting her walk in first.

Josh looked over at them when the door opened and immediately stood up and walked over to Airielle. 

“You aight? What happened?” She nodded and told him about her run in with Kayla and the ladies from hair and make-up, the scowl on his face getting deeper and deeper as she continued her story. 

“Man, shit wasn’t even like that. You want me to talk to her?” He asked, leading her over to the couch so they could sit down. She sighed and plopped down next to him, snuggling into his side. 

“No, Like I told Joe and Yasmine, it’s not that big of a deal. I’m not even worried about it.” 

“You sure, I gotta make sure nobody fuckin’ wit’ my girl.” Josh flipped Joe off when he made a fake gagging nose, before walking into the bathroom, to give them privacy. 

“Did I stutter?” He asked before leaning down and capturing her lips with his. She reached her hand up to cup his jaw as his tongue slipped into her mouth, both of them letting out a moan. 

“Ok, we get it.” Joe said, causing them to break apart. “Can y’all not do that. Some of us are lonely as fuck.” Airielle and Josh rolled their as at him. “I was about to invite you to ride with us back to Pensacola, but not if that’s gonna happen.” Josh sucked his teeth and flipped Joe off. 

“Ignore him, you wanna ride back with us? I was gonna ask but I got distracted.” He flipped Joe off again when he snorted. Airielle laughed at their antics and agreed to ride on Joe’s bus back to Pensacola with them. 

CHRISTMAS DAY 2020

Airielle bit her bottom lip as she stared at the clothes in her closet. She was meeting Josh’s family for the first time and she wanted to impress them. They had decided to spend a couple hours with his family and then go to her parents house. And she was terrified, Josh would be the first person she brought home to meet her parents in years. 

The only upside was that Trinity would be with her with Josh and Jon’s family and Yasmine would be with her with their family. 

“You are stressing for no reason.” Airielle said nothing as Yasmine came over and stood next to her. “Just pick something.” Airielle scowled over at Yasmine before picking out an outfit, which in her eyes it was basic as fuck, but it would have to work. 

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“You look terrified.” Josh laughed as he parked his car in front of his mom’s house. 

“I am terrified. What if they don’t like me.” 

“They gon’ love you Rih. What’s not to love?” 

“Ok let me rephrase. What if your mom doesn’t like me?”  Josh chuckled and grabbed her hand, lacing a kiss on the back of it. 

“It was my moms idea to invite you over for Christmas. Man, she wanted you over here for Thanksgiving. She was upset when you didn’t come”  Airielle furrowed her eyebrows. 

“Seriously?” 

“Yeah,” Josh chuckled again. “Everytime I talk to her she asks about you. She really wants to meet you.” Airielle looked out the passenger window at his mom’s house before letting out a shaky breath and turning back to look at him. 

“Okay. I’m ready.” 

“Holy shit.” Airielle muttered to herself as she walked inside Josh’s mom's house. She had never seen this many people packed into a house before, there were literally people everywhere. 

“Damn,” Josh said, kind of shocked too. He looked over at her when her grip on his hand tightened. “I ain’t know it was gon be this many people.” He laughed and pulled her closer to him when a couple of his little cousins rushed past them, chasing each other around. “Come on, let’s go find my momma.” 

They found his mom outback sitting around the firepit with one of his aunties. She looked up when Airielle and Josh walked towards her and jumped to her feet. 

“Oh my god. You came.” She said pulling Airielle into a tight hug, “I’ve been looking forward to meeting you.” Mama Fatu said, pulling away so she could look Airielle in the eyes. 

“It’s nice to meet you ma’am.” Airielle said and Mama Fatu shook her head. 

“None of that ma’am stuff. Call me Talisua.” Airielle smiled. “Are you hungry?” Tulisua turned her attention to Josh. “Don’t just stand there. Get the girl something to eat.” Airielle giggled at the look Josh gave his mom. “Come sit.” Talisua said, pointing to the empty chair that was now in the middle of her and Josh’s aunt. 

“You are so pretty.” His aunt said and Airielle felt her face heat up at her compliment. 

“Thank you.” 

“So tell me about yourself. Josh told me that you are a backstage interviewer.” Airielle nodded. “How did you get into that?”  Airielle had basically gone over her whole life story, minus the parts that she would take to the grave before Josh came back with two plates that were packed with food. 

“You’re only twenty-nine?” Josh’s aunt asked, perplexed. “You do know my nephew is thirty-five. That’s not too old for you?” Josh rolled his eyes as he handed Airielle one of the plates. He probably should have warned her about his nosey ass aunt. 

“No, and I'll be thirty in February, so I mean. It’s not like he’s ten years older than me.” Airielle trailed off with a shrug. She never really put any thought into their age difference and it wasn’t a big gap for there to be any issues. 

“Don’t worry about her.” Talisua rolled her eyes at her sister. “She’s always looking out for her nephews.” Airielle nodded understandingly. 

“It’s totally fine. I’m sure my family will be worse.” She said laughing. 

Christmas with Josh’s family was going way better than she expected. She had met his two other brothers, Sefa and Jeremiah and their girlfriends. She had met a shit ton of his family members. She knew he had a big family but the amount of people that she met was absolutely crazy. 

“Hey it’s getting late.” Josh said. “We still gotta go to your parents house.” Airielle nodded and stood up with Josh, saying their goodbyes to everyone before heading out to the car. 

“See that wasn’t so bad was it?” He said, smirking over at her. 

“Honestly, no. Your family is cool as hell.” 

“Damn, this a nice ass house.” Josh whistled as he pulled into the driveway of Airielle’s parents house. 

“It’s okay,” Airielle said and she took his hand so he could help her out of the car. 

“Just okay?! You trippin’ this shit is huge. You grew up here?” She nodded her head. 

“Yeah, it’s not my childhood home though, we moved to Pensacola when I was in the ninth grade.” He nodded his head, remembering when she told him that. “Ok. you ready?” She asked once they were at the front door. 

“Yeah, I'm ready. Why you look nervous?” 

“Because I am.” She whined and Josh laughed before pulling her into his arms. 

“Relax, please.” She nodded before leaning up and capturing his lips with hers. Their lips moving slowly against each other. She let out a moan when his hands slid down to her ass, giving it a squeeze, before he pulled away. 

“Yeah that’s not what I wanted to see when I opened the door.” Airielle jumped and turned to face her father before smiling sheepishly at him. 

“Hi daddy.” 

Next chapter Josh meets her family and learns a secret about Airielle. 🫶🏽

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Monday October 28, 2019

“Is it all in there?” Alejandro asks

“Seriously? Why am I risking my livelihood for you to question me?” You go to snatch the duffle bag back

He moves his hand away “It was only a question senorita” 

“Well it’s in there now go!” you look around looking for lurkers

He nods, “Carino, I told you we will take care of the Serrano’s!” 

“Uh huh”

He touches your shoulder “I’ll keep in touch” 

“I want my cut in 2 days” you demand

“Por supuesto la jefa” he chuckles before walking away 

Sunday November 10, 2019

You look at the clock as you pass it by on your way to open the door. It was 10:18am in the morning. Who would be at your door now? As always with gun in hand you peep out the peephole and find Rio standing with his hands behind his back

“What are you doing here?”

He shrugs stepping in “I was in the neighborhood”

“Your lovely penthouse loft is on the east side of the city, what can possibly be on the west side that brings you close to my house?” 

“You” he smiles boldly

“What do you want, money or something?” you were irritated you didn’t want to decipher riddles or anything. The expansion had you stressing out and Rio being here wasn’t helping anything

“Nope, it's Sunday. Don’t you go out on Sundays? ” he says taking in your outfit, pajamas with rollers on your head (you were doing your best to stretch out the blowout/silk press you just got)

You roll your eyes “I don’t always go out on sundays plus its too early for that, plus you didn’t come all the way here just to spend a Sunday with me again” 

“Maybe I did”

“Why?”

He shrugs and takes a seat by the kitchen island you sigh and proceed to pour him a cup of coffee “creamer sugar spoon, scones if you want them, bagel if you want cream cheese in the fridge” with that you walk away 

He assumes you’re going to change but when you don’t return for 30 minutes and he realizes he hasn’t heard you moving around he gets up from his seat to find you. He hears the clacking of a key board and follows the sound to your office. 

You look up at him and resume your activities, glasses reflecting the blue light film you had on them. He takes a seat on the chair in the corner of your office and takes it all in. His mind begins to wander.... fantasizing but before he gets too carried away you hear the doorbell ring you and Rio both exchange glances. No one visited you like that. It was only Rio et al and family that visited you and very rarely your friends as you were all busy with life. 

You jump up from your seat and rush towards the front door gun in hand. It's only when you hear your dads voice is when you hide it, stuffing it on the waistband of your pajamas before you open the door. 

Theres a small scream from your mother as the door flies open “AH! Y/N you scared me!”

“DAMN!” your cousin comments  

“Language” your dad scolds 

“We wanted to surprise you were looking for the key and all” Your mother explains 

“You guys, what are you doing here?” you ask as you watch them flood into your home carrying multiple items

“Well honey we want to make sure you’re okay, we are your family and we love you!” 

“Right” you smile, your heart begins to race as you try to figure out what you were going to tell them about Rio

“Oh who’s this?” You hear your dad say as you close the door when you look around the living area Rio stands by the hallway waving his hand

You rush towards them “Oh uh this is Ri-Christopher!” you correct yourself 

“Christopher my father Daniel, mother Francesca, sister Alicia, and older cousin but basically sister Gia” you introduce

Rio goes around shaking their hands before returning to stand close to you. There’s an awkward silence you couldn’t come up with a reason fast enough before Alicia asks

“Are you guys dating?”

“Oh uh...” you rapidly look to Rio for guidance but all he has is this shit eating grin that makes you want to grab his lips and twist them hard “Yes!” how else were you going to explain him being in your home on a Sunday while you had on pajamas and rollers in your hair

“Oh well why didn’t you tell us!?” Gia asks 

“I wanted it to be a surprise you know for Christmas....and all”

“Ohhh well nice meeting you Christopher, we ruined the surprise but now we get to welcome you into the family, Y/N, Alicia, Gia warm up the food we brought while we speak to Christopher” Your mother speaks grabbing Rio by the arm and pulling him towards the couch 

“Oh uh he has to go he was stopping by to drop of something for me I forgot” 

He looks back at you and smiles “Its okay mama, I got time to meet your family, I was wondering when I was going to meet your family so this is perfect” 

“What about Marcus?” You throw out his son, 

It’s quick no one else would catch it a warning sign to you before he resumes smiling “his with his mother he’s okay”

“Oh you have a son? Do tell!” 

You groan internally and turn to go into the kitchen. Alicia and GIa were busy making another pot of coffee

“Let me get dressed, I'll be back.” Thank God you were almost done with admin work for the bar or the next week would have been a nightmare. You quickly email out the schedule and ask the staff at the restaurant to post it in the area it was supposed to be. You send everyone a group message mentioning the schedule was posted and if anything was wrong you would address it tomorrow because today was out of the question. You quickly undo your hair and throw on the clothes you were going to wear while you were doing your sunday reset shopping. 

When you return to the kitchen you find everyone was surrounding Rio taking in all he was saying

“So how did you two meet?” Gia asks

Rio looks at you then smiles “at the bar”

Your mom looks at you then back at him “Oh her bar how lovely you must be a regular!” 

He nods “I am. I love the food, love the bar”

“How long have you two been dating sis?” Alicia asks now all eyes were on you and God that shit eating grin 

“Since the beginning of this year” you keep it vague  

“Almost a whole year and you don’t tell me?” Alicia fakes offense

“I wanted to make sure it was serious you know” you blush looking away

“Girls go help your sister” your dad commands

“Yes sir” they both say in unison 

All the thoughts were running through your head this couldn’t be happening 

“He’s cute” Gia whispers to you as she walks by 

You smile “what did you guys bring” hoping to change the subject you could feel a nasty tension headache brewing 

“You know mom she made potato salad, dad brought ribs for the grill” you nodded “no seriously why didn’t you tell me? Did he know you were missing too?”

You nod “he did and i got a tongue lashing from him too”

“So what's up with that tattoo? I wouldn't picture you to be a businessman if I am being honest” You hear your dad ask 

You freeze 

Rio clears his throat “I got it when i was young, being dumb in the head you know” 

Your dad nods “ever thought of removing it?”

“I have” he glances at you, they have already established what he does for a living? How long did it take you to get dressed? 

Alicia and Gia laugh “this is why i wanted to wait till christmas i would have forced him to wear a turtle neck” you comment

“Its harmless you know how dad is he just wants to show that he is the boss around here” 

You roll your eyes “yea” 

“Is that his G Wagon outside?”

“Yea that is”

Gia whispers “Wow! cha-ching!!” 

Throughout the day you and Rio come up with lies on the spot, sometimes having to step in and support each other in selling the lies. As the day continues it turns to night your adrenaline remains high because at any moment Rio could decide to reveal the truth and you were waiting for that to happen expecting the worst out of him. During dinner he sits by you draping an arm over your shoulder,  at first it shocked you but you played into his hands being cold. 

“You know when Y/N wanted to come here we were so worried about how she was gonna make things work Detroit doesn’t have the best economy but we know that the city is fighting to keep things alive.” your mom comments 

“Yea we thought she should have opened up a fine dining restaurant, that's what she always wanted after graduating college,  she’s good at what she does has she cooked for you” your dad pauses briefly  “I’m sure she has”

“Yea she has talent” 

Your dad continues “We were a little disappointed that she chose the bar route but things seem to be doing well business is always booming” 

You smile 

“Actually she’s thinking of expanding, right mama?” 

You look at Rio stunned 

“Oh really?” Alicia comments

Rio smiles at the group and pulls you in closer “Yea I didn’t know that fine dining was dream of yours mama you can make the second space that and I can help you”

“Oh that sounds wonderful Christopher!” Your mom celebrates loving that you had the support of your very successful boyfriend

“Y/N is that true?” your dad asks noticing the unease in your body 

“Uh yeah! But it's just a thought I’m not sure about logistics managing a bar and restaurant just thinking about it. I was just gonna make another bar but I think I can look into making it a restaurant” 

“With a good team anything is possible!” your dad encourages 

Lifting his glass for a toast Rio adds “Amen to that!”  

“Honey I hope you don’t mind it's late we’ll spend the night then you leave tomorrow is that okay?” your mom asks 

“Oh yea thats fine plenty of room the guest bedrooms are ready for you guys and there’s spare clothes for you guys to wear as well.”

“Great well it’s late I'm sure we are all tired we have caught up on everything met your lovely boyfriend now it's time to sleep”  

You smile at your mother “yea I’ll grab some towels and your clothes for you guys” 

“Dear we should invite him to our Christmas party” your dad comments standing up and going to grab a glass of water from the kitchen 

“Oh right! Y/N You mentioned bringing him around christmas did that include the party?”

“Ohh uh I was just gonna bring him a few days prior so he could be with his son on Christmas” 

“Oh that's right, Mark? Marcus! sorry tired and I’m old” your mother jokes 

“Yes Marcus” he smiles “I can figure something out mama don’t worry about it” 

“Oh are you sure? We don’t want to ruin the tradition you have with your son” Alicia adds 

He smiles at the group “I’m sure” 

There's a comfortable silence before Rio stands up. “Well it was so nice meeting you all its getting late tomorrows a working day” 

Ironically Rio goes around the room giving hugs and saying his goodbye

“I’m gonna walk him to the car” you say as you follow him out the door 

“FUCK!” You exclaim silently  when you two are far from earshot and close to his car 

You hear Rio chuckle

“This is not funny Rio, why did you show up today?” 

“Told you i was in the neighborhood mama” 

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck!”

He opens the door and stands in the space “Alright well goodbye” you couldn’t think of anything else to say your brain was exhausted from coming up with lies 

In a high pitched tone “Our little butterfly just wanted to fly and leave us in Ohio” he repeats the story your mother 

You groan “Shut up”

He smirks looking at you opening his arms “Give me a hug”

You take a step back offended “Why?” 

“Well darling we got an audience so unless you want to go in there and say everything they’ve heard from this morning till” he looks down “11:21PM was a lie I suggest you give me a hug"

You look back and see curtains moving indicating that they were indeed spying on you “Fuck me”

He chuckles and pulls you in by the waist. “It's just a hug I don’t bite”

Your heart races, as you wrap your arms around him, he rocks you both from side to side it makes you hold on tighter to keep your balance. He pulls away slowly “I’ll keep in touch yea?” He whispers close to your ear before leaving a light kiss on your cheek 

You nod “Yea” you take  a step back. You stand back and watch as he pulls away waving one last time when you turn your mother, Alicia, and Gia are all standing by the door

“AWWWW” they say in unison 

“Don’t!”  You scold them as you walk back in

“Your father is in the shower come on we need to have girl talk before im summoned to bed too” 

“Ouch!” You complain feeling the sting of the pinch your mother left “I am your mother why didn’t you tell me you're dating someone?!”

“Yea seriously Y/N” Gia adds

You look up, exhausted from all the questions “You guys I  told you I wanted to make sure it was a serious thing!” you stress 

“He is different from the guys you dated” your mother comments most of the men you dated resembled finance bros 

“I know but change is good, right?” you ask

“Your grandmother will flip over that neck tattoo” she adds 

You groan “I know thats why I was only going to bring him the week before Christmas” 

“Noo he’s so lovely she’ll get over it” Gia comments her fiance had to go through the same thing 

“He treats you right?” Alicia asks 

“Yes” you smile to sell the lie 

“Whats that face” Gia asks knowing you all too well 

“I mean it's a relationship there's always ups and down but yes he does” 

“Okay good!”  

“Does he have a brother?” Alicia asks 

“A cousin but he’s married” 

“Have you met his son” 

You think back to the one occurrence at the park and smile “Yes he’s a cute boy” 

“Nice!” 

“I hope he can make it for Christmas!” Alicia comments 

“Yea so all the aunts can shut up finally” your mother adds 

You all laugh before you hear your dad summoning your mother to bed

She rolls her eyes “gotta go”

Tuesday November 19, 2019 

“So what you wanna talk to me about?” He asks responding in person to your we need to talk text

“Why is my cut short?" You ask standing by your car in the parking lot of your bar

“You keep lying to me I’m gonna start taking cuts till you tell me the truth”

You look at him incredulously “What are you talking about?”

He chuckles “Nah, I’m not playing these games with you Y/N” 

You swallow uncomfortably, it had been a few months since doing business with Alejandro. You should have known it would be too good to be true that Rio had yet to find out. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about”

He nods looking around and in the blink of an eye you feel the back of your neck being grabbed and a gun pointed directly under your chin. There's an immediate sting of pain to the back of your neck your attempts to loosen his grip failed. “I told you for this to work you have to be honest with me hmm?” he speaks with gritted teeth

You look up at him eyes wide not knowing what to say, shocked from how quick his mood changed “I thought I was showing good faith, I’m playing fake house with you while you fuck me over and do business with my enemy?” You say nothing still and feel the grip tighten on your neck you instinctively go to grab it “You better start talking Y/N”

“He thre..” before you can finish you both hear a branch creaking to the woods on the side of you. You both look to the sound and see Alejandro along with his goons stepping out guns aimed at both of you. Immediately Rio lets go of you and aims the guns at them

“Cristobal amigo, it doesn’t have to be like this”

Rio scoffs “You really wanna do this?”

“Carino come” he says with an extended hand

You look to Rio then Alejandro “I don’t want this to happen there's plenty of bars you guys don’t have to do this” you plead with both men

“For the best the Guerrero family is willing to go to war”

Rio laughs “You want a war?”

“We want what is ours”

“That aint Detroit”

“Quien dijo eso (who said that?) we will take what we want” 

Rio nods “remember I gave you a warning” 

He turns to you and leans down and whispers in your ear “goodluck” you feel a chill going down your spine. 

Saturday December 7, 2019 

“Good morning Detroit on this lovely Saturday! We at Channel 4 news hope you are all enjoying your Saturday morning getting some coffee, maybe bagels, eggs, bacon, maybe even a nice cup of OJ right Sharon?” 

“Absolutely Zack I’m enjoying my coffee that's for sure.” 

“Alright! At the top of the news City Counsel.....”  You phase out till you hear 

“Body parts have been found in Lake Superior, authorities say that local fishermen in the town of Ontonagon pulled up what they suspected to be a fish but instead it was the hand of a deceased person. The local fishermen alerted the authorities who responded swiftly. We have our news anchor  Ashley on scene now. Ashley to you” 

“Thank you Zack! Investigators have launched a search of the lake here in Ontonagon. As you mentioned, local authorities have indeed responded swiftly, you see police cars right behind me. What you don’t see is that cadaver dogs have also been around sniffing to see if foul play took place close to the lake. From what I was able to get from the local police, this body part of the deceased appears to be a white male. The local police also confirmed that they searched the missing person reports for the surrounding areas with no success, at this moment authorities do not know who the deceased is but are committed to finding answers. The investigation continues and we hope to find answers for the deceased and their family. Back to you Zack!

“Such sad news to deliver on a Saturday morning, we at Channel 4 will keep the family of the deceased until answers have been provided.” 

“Police reported a shooting on the block of........”

Your heartbeat increases ever since that confrontation with Rio and Alejandro things had changed and you can’t decide if it was for the better or for the worst. As of now all business with Rio ended effective immediately after that night.

Wednesday December 18, 2018

You run up the steps as fast as you can when you find his loft you bang on the door. No answer. You bang on it again. No answer. 

“He’s not here moved out a couple weeks ago” You hear from behind you

“I’m sorry what?” you turn to face the older lady

“He moved out sweety, he’s not in there, no one is. Is everything okay honey?” She asks noticing you’re distressed 

“Its fine thanks” you didn’t want anyone calling the police on your behalf

Wednesday December 25, 2019

“You okay honey?” Your mother asks

“Huh?” you snap to look at her

“I said it’s a shame you and Christopher broke up”

You give a half smile “Oh yea, it is” 

“You okay? You’re jumpy all of a sudden, did something happen?”

You sigh “no just stress”

“Well come here” She opens up her arms  “a good nap will do you good” 

You smile and accept her cuddles.

Authors Note: Please leave your feedback, again please don't steal. Only repost, like, or give credit.

XOXO Rose

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[xo-lesserafim]

The lonely heart

Heeseung drabble

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Synopsis — what happens when you find your best friend and boyfriend in an act you will never forgot?

Pairing — (ex) boyfriend!Heeseung x heart-broken!fem!reader

Genre —Angst, lovers to exes. Back-stabbing best friend.

Warning — swearing, mean comments, being called a pig, dookie writing , all of this is fictional

WC — 251

DENI♡ — i suck at writing angst😭😭 but please enjoy this since im not writing anything 😊🙏 but lmk if you want a pt. 2😋 likes and reblog are appreciated  and non-harsh feedback is also appreciated

“Heeseung!” you exclaim, just getting home from a late night shift. “Heeseung?” “He’s probably asleep” you thought.

A step before you went inside your bedroom, and you hear giggling. “I mean she is quite ugly right? You know I could do better!” A familiar female voice said.

“Ah-ri?” You thought. Why do you hear your best friend inside your bedroom? “I agree, she looks like a pig. Everyone knows you’re prettier.” The male voice said.

Laughter erupted.

“What the fuck you guys?” You said, barging in. “Oh, um y/n! What are you doing here?” Ah-ri asked. “I live here, what are you doing here?” You yelled, tearing up. “Cheating on me?” You asked. “It’s not what it looks like y/n!” Heeseung said.

“Okay.But it looks like we’re breaking up Heeseung.” You said, with a heart broken in half. “I promise, everything I said was a joke!” “Then why is she in bed with you?” You screamed, crying. “You have 10 minutes to pack and leave.”

“But where will I go?” He asked, with a tone that made you fall for him the first time you meet him. “No idea, this is all on you.” You said, planning to get revenge on him. “Out! Now!” You screamed. As the two people who were the only reason to keep you going, broke your heart, scrambled out of your apartment. You broke down, crying even harder. What is that lonely heart cut in half, going to do without its other half?

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[olderthannetfic]

Something I find really grating is people who self-identify as fandom olds who think it's gross of these damn kids these days to like and admit to liking interaction with their fanwork. "Back in my day I read fic in a .txt file with no ability to comment at all and we all liked it that way!" Okay but my mom wrote Star Trek zine fic and people would respond and pass on comments to the zine distributors about things that other fans wrote, drew, etc. It wasn't a moment of great shame where they awkwardly admitted yeah, they are guilty of the uncool sin of liking a thing someone else created. It was a "I love this and I want you to know I love it!" that was not done with a disclaimer going "not that I need human interaction, I'm a super cool lone wolf who needs no one!" and was received happily by fandom creators, who did not then cringe and go, "I'm sorry I like feedback, that's super gross of me, I know I should be against social interaction like the cool kids". Before fan zines, people were still writing fan letters to creators of things they liked. Before I knew what fanfic was, I still doodled fan comics when I was eight and liked it when my friends read it and said they liked it. Before fan letters, people still had fans of their work. Shakespeare spoke with fans. It's not a new, rare, sick thing to enjoy creating something and enjoy people commenting on what you've made.

"You're trying to turn fanfic into social media!!!1!" is always the strawman this gets met with, but... no. Before social media was a concept, before the oldest fandom old's grandpa was born, people were still sharing things with others and enjoying getting a response. People have not, traditionally, created in the hopes of never having to put up with something as awful as someone saying "I loved this!" about their creation. Either my entire Art of World Civilization class last semester was wrong or in fact humans have traditionally been totally fine with people reacting to what they create and in fact sharing things with the intent no one speak to you about it is a very foreign, unusual thing, not a new-fangled trend of the icky teens. Creating things for the joy of it and not hiding it away lest someone make a comment was the way things were done for thousands of years. That's how folk art works.

Maybe some people really long for the days of downloading things as a .txt file and not seeing hits, kudos or (worst of all) comments. But the idea that liking comments or liking replying to comments means you're part of the problem in fandom baffles me. Why would I dislike it when someone says, "I really like this line!" and why would not replying be better? I get it, I'm Gen Z, I'm a special snowflake, I'm desperate for attention, etc., but so are most generations before mine. Art galleries in pre-Revolutionary Paris didn't exist because of us darn kids and our need for validation. They existed because liking feedback is pretty natural. And not wanting to see feedback is natural, too - that's why I know so many adults who have never shared anything they've written - but it's not the only "correct" opinion out there.

It's weird that in an era of death threats, rape threats, suicide bait, racism, Islamophobia, antisemitism, transphobia and queerphobia in fandom all being discussed, instead of going, "Harassment is bad" a good chunk of people went, "Interaction is bad and liking it is bad, too."

Fandom as a solitary endeavor doesn't make sense to me. When did we go from "fans interacting is fine" to "oh gross, fucking kids and their attempts to turn AO3 into social media"?

I see people like the anon who proposed the "win" solution of not even being able to leave kudos on a work on AO3, shutting down all features that might risk a word being spoken to another person, and I just don't get it. I don't get why that would be a good thing. I get that if you speak to others you risk a negative interaction, so some people don't want to do it. Wanting existing spaces to rip out any and all features in place that allow communication, I don't get. I genuinely do not see what is wrong about interacting with someone about something you wrote, or about something someone else wrote.

It's honestly kind of depressing to me to imagine not being able to gush and write a super long comment to an author about how much I like their work. I love picking out individual lines I loved and pieces of prose that painted a picture for me. I enjoy quoting bits and explaining how that worked even better for me on a reread than it did the first time now that it's in full context. I like telling authors how a scene made me bite my lip because I was worried and tense because I was so invested in their writing. And no author, not one, has ever turned to me and gone, "Ugh, you Gen Z and your comments! Whatever happened to the good old days?"

I see the "don't speak, want to be spoken to or respond" attitude on DW and on tumblr from people who self-identify as fandom olds and I'm sorry to get all Gen Z psychoanalytical on you, but all I think to myself when I read that is, "Who hurt you?", because that's the only reason I can imagine someone viewing people interacting with others as bad. It reads as a trauma thing.

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Really? That's a "fandom Old" thing now? I thought most people were still hung up on how community was so much better on LJ or whatever.

[starrystevie]

taking a page out of everyone’s book to wish you all a happy new year now that it's officially 2023 for me!

listen, i’ve been on tumblr since 2010. i’ve been in so many different fandoms and have seen the highs and lows that come with them. but it’s been so long since i’ve been excited by a group of fans like i have been by the stranger things fandom. i started this whole new blog for it in july cause i was that invested in getting back into st tumblr.

like many of you, it gave me my love for writing back. i bounced around the rp world for a bit (which is a whole other hellbeast but we’re not getting into that) but nothing will top the way writing fic makes me feel. the way writing st fic makes me feel. it’s always been a hobby but writing with and for you guys has been such a joy. getting all of your feedback in kudos or comments or tags on silly headcanons, i read it all, i see it all, and i appreciate it more than y’all will ever know.

2022 giving me fic and fandom back was the best thing i could have ever imagined happening and i thank you guys for that! thank you for making my 2022 even more enjoyable than i ever could have expected.

so here’s to 2023! i hope it brings you all everything you could have ever wanted, that it opens doors and windows and gives you amazing things every single day.

and now, im gonna tag some of y’all who have made the last 6 months being back on tumblr the most incredible time! every single person that i’ve interacted with has been a fucking joy that reminds me of how fun being in fandom can be but an extra special thank you to you guys for being my biggest cheerleaders. happy new years, my loves 💕

@sam-ried @thefreakandthehair @toburnup @henrystars @rougenancy @isbuckybarnesokay @yournowheregirl @himboharringtxn @riality-check @punkharringtxn @kingofscoops @sanguineterrain @sharpbutsoft @bayouteche @fruityfourgalore @kkpwnall @thedeadromantics @pumpkinspicestevie @sidekickjoey @stargyles @hexmionegranger @stevebabey @henderdads @aringofsalt @fairysteve @hotluncheddie @legitcookie

(i'm sure i've forgotten some people but pls ignore that as i am very very tipsy rn and wanted to list my whole following page but i can't)

[nichellegerman]

Tumblr Blog #2  #Vanity Metrics

It’s the vanity of it all.

In all businesses, whether they are corporate or non-profit, measuring success is defined by many diverse types of metrics. Metrics are used to assess, compare, and track progress towards employee or company goals. Freberg (2021) states metrics allow business to know what worked, what did not work and what to do differently next time. This information is needed so companies know how to  move towards success. While there are so many distinct types of metrics, we are going to focus on the pitfalls of utilizing vanity metrics in a non-profit.

Before we explain the pitfalls, what exactly are vanity metrics? Just like the definition  vanity, they give you false hope and they do not measure anything. According to Freberg (2021) vanity metrics are pretty to view and report but do not necessarily impact the business objectives or bottom financial line of organizations. In individuals, it equates to the number of likes, followers and comments on one’s Facebook or Instagram page. Most businesses like to have this quantitative information however it is for show and has nothing to do with achieving the company’s goals. 

And in the instance of the non-profit  JARCRI.org,  the vanity metric within Facebook is quite modest, however it doesn’t take away from the mission of ensuring that all who work do not live in poverty.  There are various reasons for the modest vanity metric, according to (Polaris MEP, 2023) they are new  to Rhode Island with  their grand opening just last year.  Nevertheless, their social media presence could be bigger. Forbes (2021) states that to gain followers, spread the word about company  mission, attract donors and keep existing donors engaged, non-profits should utilize social media. JARC-RI has social media for its three locations, but we are going to focus on the RI location.

Each of JARC- RI’s social media accounts have limited following. JARC-RI Instagram page has 157  posts; 157 followers and it is following 129. There are a few reels or videos that show daily life in the CNC world. JARC-RI ’s Twitter or X  is @JARC_RI, and it currently follows nine with twenty-two followers. The last post was 7/31/23 so it could benefit from daily updates. JARC-RI ’s YouTube currently boasts 109 views, twelve subscribers and the last post was over a year ago. JARC- RI frequently posts on Facebook, but it should post new material across all its social media boards. 

JARC-RI Facebook page has fifty-four likes; seventy-three followers and the last post was on August  5th. Very few or limited shares. The page details the success of its trainees and has the intro with the mission statement posted. They are following business appropriate contacts, however, there are only 6  listed. Rhode Island has an extensive manufacturing footprint, so it is wise that JARC actively seeks out those businesses to follow and engage with. There are photos leading up to the grand opening and since that day, posts are limited. 

My suggestion to improve JARC -RI’s Facebook page and to increase engagement is to add more videos of CNC machinist students interacting with trainers and pictures of completed projects. According to Later (2024), the addition of videos allow pages to receive more exposure and engagement because are videos are  popular and have a longer shelf life than pictures.  Videos are also a personable way to  appeal to Gen Z audience. And videos just make a plain page pop. It would also benefit the page to see who is engaging with the posts so it could be tailored. Facebook, (n.d.) uses Page Insights which allow you to track, adjust and increase your engagement from your audience. Page Insights is also a useful tool in understanding why posts generate more traffic than others. If JARC’s Facebook page had a feedback option, that could be used toward behavioral metrics. Lastly, they should post daily content, community giveaways, social engagements, milestones, latest trends, as frequently as possible. Our office is currently jumping on the TikTok trend to bring  community awareness to our mission statement after watching other videos go viral with over two million views. So, posting fun informational content could improve the vanity metric while also building up the company’s visibility. 

Other suggestions include increased hashtags and bringing current relationships to the forefront. JARC should increase their visibility by being  photographed at all Polaris events to ensure all see the cohesive collaboration between the two. This would increase views  and benefit the channel metric. Fifty-four people liked the last picture, and it would benefit the company to utilize a program that assists with analyzing and digging  deeper within the vanity metric. This would satisfy the advance metric by using tools like Facebook insights. Also, this tool could help JARC track engagement and grow their page with that data. Insights is especially useful as it can be used to review who interacted with the website and why they are engaging. This satisfies the behavioral metric. In conclusion, the addition of videos, increasing visibility and using analytical tools could help JARC have numbers more like Apple.

JARC-RI Instagram page is 157  posts; 157 followers and it is following 129 and like Facebook, by adding in a few tweaks here and there, they could increase engagement their tool. Strategies there would include adding hashtags, participating in current trends, and updating the page daily with current information about the CNC world and what is new in the community. Or hiring a resolute social media intern or someone who is proficient in social media would oversee increasing the companies social media page views and that person would satisfy channel metric by reviewing and updating strategies. By having constant eyes on social media, they can modify and revise tools that do not help them measure engagement. Much like Facebook, Instagram also provides companies with Insight.  According to Facebook( n.d.)this tool provides views and profile activity that company posts got. There are other engagement and post interaction metrics, such as accounts reached. This measurement tool satisfies the advanced metric and the behavioral method by detailing the accounts reached. If a particular business  is posting, it would be wise for the social media person to engage with them. How many of us have been contacted about a liked picture, comment or thumbs up? 

Forbes. (2021, March 6). How nonprofits can use social media to increase donations and boost visibility. Forbes. https://www.forbes.com/sites/allbusiness/2021/03/06/how-nonprofits-can-use-social-media-to-increase-donations-and-boost-visibility/

Polaris MEP. (2023, August 15). Photo recap: Grand opening of JARC Rhode Island. Polaris MEP. https://polarismep.org/blog/photo-recap-grand-opening-of-jarc-rhode-island/

Later. (2024, September 10). The ultimate guide to video on social media. Later. https://later.com/blog/video-on-social-media/

Facebook. (n.d.). Getting the most from Page Insights. Facebook for Media. Retrieved September 10, 2024, from https://www.facebook.com/formedia/blog/getting-the-most-from-page-insights

Facebook. (n.d.). How do I get my account back if I’m locked out of it? Facebook Help Center. https://www.facebook.com/help/instagram/553860108359435?helpref=faq_content

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[t-lostinworlds]

Heeey💗 Just reread RIS and i just remembered that I used to think that Harrison was CMU Gossip & Teas but then after part 12 then I guess maybe not? Hahaha

hey hun! <3 and omg thank you so much!! but well......trust me when i say it did cross my mind that it would have been pretty hilarious if it was harrison running the gossip page all along but yeah. it wouldn't really make much sense bc whoever runs the page should have been as unbiased as possible but with a good moral still.

[shinpredicts]

Hello, I'm RI 🐱 I just saw that you replied to my ask. Thank you for doing it 🌞 I hope you are having a great week!

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[frogtanii]

the beach was beautiful.

kuroo always liked the water and the salty, cool air spraying over his heated skin. he welcomed the bright sun and seagulls overhead — a welcome change from the tense atmosphere of the house.

ever since the dinner sakusa, atsumu, bokuto, and kenma had thrown for you, meiko had been more... irritable than usual.

it was like kuroo couldn’t say or do anything right — it was always, “go away kuroo, i’m busy,” and, “fuck off, i don’t want your perfectly homemade fudge brownies.”

kuroo took a deep breath of fresh air, the sound of people laughing echoing in the distance as he fell back into thought.

meiko just wasn’t the same as she was when he’d originally met her. he had first seen her in the window of one of his favorite cafés with this faraway look in her eyes — like she belonged somewhere else.

as cheesy as it was, kuroo was enamored by her, love at first sight if you will. he’d never believed in it before, instead choosing to depend on science to explain how people found someone compatible enough to spend the rest of their lives with.

but with her... it was different.

there was no explanation, no chemicals releasing, just meiko. she was everything he wanted and more and even though he had to fight 10 other men to get to her, he was happy with what little part of her he had.

at least up until recently.

he loved her, he was almost sure of that but... seeing bokuto and even kenma, two of his closest friends, leave meiko behind had him thinking that maybe, just maybe, something was up.

the van ride was even more enlightening. he’d sat all the way in the back beside bokuto, with you and atsumu in the row in front of them and sakusa and kenma in the driver’s and passenger’s seats.

you had asked if you could have the aux after a few minutes of awkward silence and of course, sakusa agreed. your playlist was eclectic, filled with anything and everything, from frank sinatra to tame impala to nct and you sang out every single song with so much bravado that everyone in that car had a smile on their face.

it was strange. meiko had continuously spouted about how horrible and cruel you were but like this? kuroo couldn’t have even imagined that the stories she told were about you.

now, he felt he was at a bit of a crossroads. kuroo hadn’t hung out with meiko in what felt like months and his connection with her was all but gone. on the other hand, there was you who he’d had maybe one real conversation with but his friends seemed to trust you.

kuroo let out a loud groan, running a hand through his hair with his face turned towards the sun. all this thinking was giving him a headache. maybe he should go to the cabana to get a drink.

as he trudged through the sand towards the rest of the group, he spotted you holding your phone with a concerned look written on your face.

kuroo’s brows furrowed as he studied you type furiously before bolting to the rooms. he couldn’t stop his reactionary movements as he raced after you through the hotel building and to what was looking like... bokuto’s room?

his footsteps slowed down as he gradually came closer to the doorway, eyes slowly trailing over kenma, sakusa, and atsumu standing outside worriedly while you gently crept into the room.

“i- i can’t, please,” bokuto’s quiet whimpers could be heard in the all throughout the narrow hall, your pacifying comments only barely drowning them out.

at the sound of his friend’s distress, kuroo pushed through the group until he was standing right in front of the two of you, bokuto sitting on the floor with tears streaming down his face and you, holding his hand on your chest as you took exaggerated deep breaths.

despite him having followed you all the way here, meiko’s warnings began to echo through his mind. “what the fuck did you do?” he muttered.

you chose to ignore him, instead continuing to talk bokuto down from his apparent panic attack. kuroo opened his mouth to protest again when kenma’s small hand found its way on his chest and pushed him out the room.

“what the hell kenma? what did yn do to him?” he asked indignantly. kenma rolled his eyes and pulled him further away from bokuto until they were both back out on the beach.

kenma sighed, turning his face towards the sky as he debated on what to say. “yn is helping him, ok?” the younger boy muttered, his eyes fixed on the clouds above.

kuroo scoffed at shook his head. “then why was bokuto on the ground in tears? hm? meiko always said—“

“shut up, meiko doesn’t know shit,” kenma spat, sharp eyes narrowing menacingly. kuroo felt the familiar wave of confusion overtake him as he studied his old friend.

the hurt, anger, and rage was ever present in his golden irises, showing that meiko must have done something so horrible, so egregious that kenma couldn’t forgive her.

kuroo wanted to know what it was — he missed his friend and, truth be told, he’d been neglecting his platonic relationships since meiko had come into the picture.

he needed to know what kenma and bokuto had gone through, if it was the last thing he did. he wanted his friends back, now.

“tell me everything.”

℗ poker face

tell me everything

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[jellyluchi]

ay fam, this has been on my mind a lot: do you know the "calling your boyfriend/husband by his first name" challenge? how would la squadra react when you call them by their first names instead of whatever nickname you call them? 🤣

A/N: Hello Cotton! Omg this is totally something I have thought of before because of the trend! 😆 Thanks for requesting btw and for your patience. Reblogs, feedback, and comments are much appreciated!!

La Squadra x Reader calling them by first name instead of nickname

warnings: none

genre: comedy/fluff

Sorbet & Gelato:

Both of them have nicknames they gave each other before they met you. And yes, they totally expect you to use them. Of course, as their partner you are more than happy to call them every sweet name under the stars. Gelato comes up with nicknames for you quite quickly and Sorbet is more than happy to oblige, truthfully, he's not the nicknaming type but he likes indulging Gelato. Clearly, their nicknames are important to them and when you come in with your little prank it doesn't quite end well for you. First of all, Gelato is offended, and when his boyfriend is offended so is Sorbet.

"What did you just call me?"

"Gelato-"

"It's 'baby Gel' to you!"

Risotto:

He isn't partial to nicknames much and doesn't mind that you call him by them. It was a bit flustering at first because he's not used to being addressed so affectionately. Like everything else in his life, your nickname falls into his routine almost perfectly. It's the moments when you call him "Risotto!" instead of your usual "Ris" or "caro" when he starts to think something is very wrong. His initial reaction is always panicking that something happened to you or perhaps you're in danger, especially if you do it over the phone.

"Hey Ris-"

"............what's wrong? Are you okay? Are you being attacked? tell me you're safe"

Prosciutto:

Of course, he has some nicknames for you, very classic ones. He might even have more intimate nicknames from when it's just the two of you. There is no expectation of nick names for you to give to him, he's satisfied being addressed by you either way. But he adores the ones you give him! So when he's used to being called sweet names all the time even just using his full code-name is confusing to him. Are you being serious and not playful? He's almost cautious about what you will say next

"Hey Prosciutto-"

'Hm.. not Pros?' he thinks ".....yes?"

Pesci:

He is so soft for nick names! They make him blush but they're also an indication for your love for him which makes him incredibly happy. He has some for you too, but more often than not, they're used in private or when you're very intimate. But he's a creature of habit. He gets so used to your nick names anything else makes him nervous now! Whether it's his code-name or real name it always makes him stop. Poor man would think you're breaking up with him or delivering sad news.

"Hey Pesci..."

"Y-yeah?... please tell me you're not mad..."

Formaggio:

Literally the king of nick names, how could you do this to him? His favorite is most definitely 'sweetie baby' but he has a whole arsenal. In the beginning of your relationship when you didn't give him a nickname yet it made him pout just a bit. He wasn't disappointed but it's not secret he relishes when you call him sweet things! It clearly means you're happy. Which obviously means when you utter his name, he's in trouble or you're very angry. Not even a cutesy version of 'Formaggio'? like 'Maggi'? yeah that's cruel.

"Hey Formaggio"

"Babe.... baby what's wrong.. did I do something?

Illuso:

He's an incredible flirt and so has a plethora of names he loves to call you. He really likes it if your have different sides than when you two are in public or private so he'd be smug about being called sweet names in private. Because he can make that distinction, it totally throws him out of loop if your call like Illuso when you're alone. What happened to lulu? or even illu? That's his favorite one! It makes him sulk quietly and give you the silent treatment.

"Hey Illuso"

"....."

"Illuso....?"

"....."

"lulu!!"

"There you go!!"

Melone:

Known for being the most sexually deviant in La Squadra, it's no surprise to find that nicknames for him are a bit more sexual than normal. Of course he has nicknames for soft moments too! But the sexual ones excite him the most and it just so happens to be that you use his real name in the bedroom. So when you use his full name or even his code-name it could have a lecherous tinge for him. Are you suggesting something?

"Hey Melone"

"Hm~ what is it? Are you in the mood for something?..."

Ghiaccio:

Another one who's not partial to nicknames. He appreciates the ones you give him, it's flustering so he'd rather not deal with it in public. But it totally makes him associate certain moods and tones with how you are with him when using nicknames. Your prank about using his code-name or real name makes him suspicious and maybe a teensy bit hostile. But he doesn't mean to come off that way! He's just confused.

"Hey Ghiaccio"

"Huh? woah woah woah wait, no Ghia? What happened to that?"

[mrsgiovanna]

Between the devil and the deep blue sea (Yakuza!Josuke x Reader x Don Giorno)

If you're looking for cinnamon bun Josuke and cinnamon roll Giorno this is NOT it. The reader is a courtesan in this instance, and the Duwang gang (heh) are actually a branch of the Yakuza. (Just a darker, criminal Jojo AU)

This request took way too long, @rubyninja1 here you go love, I hope this is what you were envisioning.

All characters are aged up as this occurs many years after Giorno becomes Don.

TW: Very OOC, yandere behavior if you squint, yakuza x mafia au, suggestive content.

Word Count: 1.7k

Minors please DNI with this post and block the n/sfw tag

You stared at your reflection in the misty mirror, wiping off the steam in one swipe. You had a very important engagement to get ready for, and for the first time since you entered this business, you were nervous. Ever since Giorno became the Don of Passione, the drug trade came to a grinding halt. The rules were adapted to suit his ideals and keep Italy’s youth safe from drugs. But there remained one problem- the activities of the former execution squad… at the best of times, the income brought in was meagre, not really being enough to support all of the assassins, and with the new regime, even those jobs had all but dried up. You had to get creative to generate a livable income, and after many conversations and playing to the Don’s affections for you, you were able to persuade him to allow you and an elite group of escorts to run your business while still being under the protection of Passione.

Under normal circumstances, Giorno would not have allowed you to do something like this, but you had asked him to give you just one month to prove that you would be able to protect yourself while doing the line of work you had proposed, him hoping silently that you would grow tired of that life in favor of a more mundane activity, however, in that short amount of time, not only had you established your business, but you had become the most requested companion, which meant you could accept and deny requests at will- suddenly money was no longer your motivation. It was an intoxicating feeling… being that desired, it was altogether euphoric watching them crumble at your sweet rejections. It was fair game for any man, deciding your rules according to your latest whims, although, one man was above all of those games, being in a superior league all on his own. There was no waiting, or appraising when your presence was requested by Don Giovanna. Most times he would request for you to entertain his associates, close to him so he could keep an eye on you- one of many guardians that you had collected over the years.

Moving into your adjoining room you put on the beautiful silken embroidered outfit and hair ornaments sent to you by Giorno- tonight was a special night as the Don wasn’t just hosting any old Mafiosi, these guests were his esteemed associates from Japan. Over and above the usual treatment doled out to those who met with the don, this visit was more important than most. The head of the visiting group was a relative of Giorno’s, so there was no room for error. You wondered about his convoluted bloodline, hearing murmurs about his origins, but nothing was ever confirmed or denied other than the fact that his mother is Japanese, and nobody dared to push further for answers, not that it mattered in any case, by this time, Giorno had rearranged the entire structure of Passione, and for all intents and purposes it worked, sustainably generating copious amounts of money with minimal bloodshed.

Right, mascara and I’ll be done you mused as you applied the finishing touches to your makeup. No sooner had you finished primping your lashes did you hear a knock on your door.

“It’s open…” you called out from the seat in front of your mirror.

“(y/n), they’re ready with the car downstairs, whenever you’re ready to go…”

“Thank you Ris…” the words left your carefully painted lips, barely acknowledged by your capo when he turned to leave. Well, referring to him as Capo was now redundant seeing that you were an entity in your own right, but old habits die hard, and you still respected him in the same way. He always worried before you set out on these types of missions, remembering a time when you used to be sent out on missions by him. Nonetheless, those days were over now, and you had a new role to fulfil.

There was nobody downstairs when you left, so you exited quietly and steeled your mind on the drive to the private cigar lounge.

“Fugo, I’ll be in my study, please alert me when Higashikata and his associates are here. Also confirm with Risotto if (y/n) is on board for this evening,”

“Of course Giogio, excuse me, I’ll also follow up with Mista on the status of the Capos he’s in charge of- I’ll have feedback for you in an hour,” with a small nod of acknowledgement Fugo took his leave and Giorno went back to examining the documents sent to him beforehand about the strange occurrences in Morioh, Washington, and now Naples. This was the start of something ominous, having a nagging feeling that this wasn’t the last time he would have to meet Josuke. It’s highly unusual for organisations like Passione and the Gokudo to interact in this manner, but this situation was exceptional, and when Jotaro had made contact with Giorno explaining the situation, he couldn’t turn a blind eye, and as such, Josuke was sent in his stead to meet with the young Don.

“Giogio, we should leave now if we want to get there before Higashikata’s group, Mista will meet us there,” with that, the Don and his consigliere had left to receive their guests.

Scents of old leather, expensive tobacco, and even more expensive cologne filled the air when you sauntered in. A handsome man with a pompadour, donning a designer suit, shirt opened a few buttons too low displaying the elaborate patterns adorning his chest offered you a wicked grin from across the room. Just next to him, another ruggedly good looking man with scars across his face nursed a drink while emphatically making conversation with a white haired young man who had a beautiful raven-haired woman draped over him.

“Ah, (y/n), there you are, come on, take this to Don Giovanna and Mr Higashikata,” Maria the head hostess, pushed a bottle of cognac into your hands, the Mafiosi already having gone through a couple of rounds before your arrival.

You approached the rowdy table, offering apologies for the delay, nestling yourself between Giorno and Josuke with a flirtatious giggle.

“Well dollface, it seems good things come to those who wait, so I’ll overlook it… this time,” You were surprised with the fluency at which Josuke spoke Italian- perfect Neapolitan dialect.

“Your Italian is impeccable Higashikata-sama,” you commented, remembering the honorifics you read about. Josuke looked impressed, cocking an eyebrow, taking a sip of the expensive liquor that remained in his glass, readying himself for you to pour him another drink. Watching the exchange, Giorno downed the rest of his drink as well, and took care of the formal introductions, not that it mattered in any case. You were being pulled in all to quickly by the magnetism exuded by the young man, being lulled by the dulcet tones of his voice. I guess this runs in the family you thought to yourself, recalling your first encounter with the don. Giorno continued his conversations with the rest of Josuke’s associates, discussing the occurrences that had brought them all the way to Naples, but kept one eye on you at all times. He wasn’t sure if it was Josuke’s brazen attitude, or your fawning, but the entire situation had annoyed him, which didn’t make sense even to him seeing that you were acting on his instruction… although by this point, you weren’t really acting.

“So Higash…”

“Please, call me Josuke,”

“Okay, Josuke, those are some interesting tattoos you have…” you say, delicately tracing the patterns on his chest with a manicured finger.

“Wanna see the rest of it?” not really waiting for an answer, Josuke unbuttons the rest of his shirt to show you the elaborate design on his back, a large stunning dragon sprawled menacingly across the taut skin, stopping just shy of star-shaped marking on his shoulder.

“Hey, that looks like the same mark on the don’s shoulder…” the young man pulled his shirt and coat back on and eyed Giorno knowingly, to which the don wordlessly replied with a smirk as he raised his glass. Giorno wasn’t always that condescending, but he had the urge to make it known that hewas the one who had been acquainted with you first. Not that any of that had bothered Josuke, he wasn’t one to fall for minor acts of derision when he had set his sights on something he wanted, and right now, that was you. Missing that entire interaction as you refreshed everyone else’s drinks, you returned to the table, however Josuke wanted to take your conversation to another location, somewhere quieter.

You lead him to one of the private meeting rooms, slowly sliding the door shut. Turning around to face him, you noticed the look on Josuke’s face changed, eyes darker, expression demanding your attention, which you were unable to avert regardless of your efforts. This feeling was exhilarating to you, for so long you had mostly been in charge of your encounters, only ever yielding control to Giorno when you were with him.

“Y’know, your don was doing his best to make it known that he’d been here first… I don’t much care for the conquest or doing things first, all that matters is doing it right…” inching closer towards you, a pair of strong arms placed you on the table, hungry lips captured your own, your hands attempting to go into his hair when you were gently reprimanded. As much as this was a job for you, evidence of your excitement pooled in your lingerie and left your lips in muted moans as deft hands and lips skillfully worshipped your body, bringing you to the precipice of ecstasy so many times before allowing you to fall in.

“Good girl… look at you, barely able to think…” Josuke spoke into your shoulder, resting his head there while he waited for you ride out your climax.

Outside your little slice of heaven, your absence was obvious, Giorno having concluded his business, had started to take his leave, not before catching a glimpse of your slightly disheveled form exiting the room. You didn’t see him watching you with a scowl, already having set in motion a plan for your future in both his life and the organization… for now the moment though it seemed ignorance truly was bliss.

[icanbeyoursunshine]

hey mama XI

Kim Y/N was alright. She was fine. And she was, finally after nearly four years, over her ex. Kind of a hard task when the ex in question is more or less plastered everywhere.

Jeon Jungkook here, Jeon Jungkook there.

And it didn't help much that her sister was Kim Yu-Ri, singer of the rookie girlgroup 'moonshine'. So when her sister's band is supposed to collab with BTS...things might go south.

Oh, and there was this minor detail as well: Jeon Jungkook can never EVER find out about three year old Kim Ri-Ah. His daughter.

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