#thats right i went to business school!!

[onlylivingboyinsanmyshuno]

To: Mr. Carmichael, General Manager From: Patrick Crale, Assistant to the Manager Date: November 22, 1912 Subject: Quarterly Report on Import/Export Activities in Brindleton Bay

Introduction:

I am pleased to present the quarterly report on our import and export activities in Brindleton Bay. This report provides an overview of our operations, market trends, challenges, and opportunities observed during the past quarter.

I. Import Activities:

Goods Imported: Key imports included life fruit, alchemy elixirs, and exotic fish.

Major Trading Partners: Our primary import partners were Selvadorada, Sulani, and Henford-on-Bagley.

Challenges: Delays in shipping due to weather conditions and increased tariffs on magical goods.

Opportunities: Potential to expand into new markets, particularly in luxury furniture and rare collectibles.

II. Export Activities:

Goods Exported: Main exports consisted of Brindleton Bay's specialty products such as gourmet pet food, crafted sculptures, paintings, and local nectars.

Major Trading Partners: Primary export destinations were Willow Creek, San Myshuno, and Windenburg.

Challenges: Fluctuating currency exchange rates in Simoleons and competition from local producers in target markets.

Opportunities: Growing demand for Brindleton Bay's artisanal goods and unique cultural products.

III. Financial Overview:

Revenue: Total revenue for the quarter amounted to §1,250,000 Simoleons.

Expenses: Operating expenses, including shipping, tariffs, and labor, totaled §950,000 Simoleons.

Net Profit: The net profit for the quarter was §300,000 Simoleons.

IV. Recommendations:

Diversify Trading Partners: Explore new markets to reduce dependency on existing trading partners.

Invest in Technology: Modernize shipping and inventory management to improve efficiency.

Monitor Regulatory Changes: Stay abreast of international trade regulations and tariffs to mitigate potential risks.

Conclusion:

The past quarter has shown steady growth in both import and export activities in Brindleton Bay. By capitalizing on emerging opportunities and addressing current challenges, we can position ourselves for continued success in the coming months.

Please review the attached detailed financial statements and market analysis for further insights. I am available to discuss the report and our strategic direction at your earliest convenience.

Sincerely,

Patrick Crale Assistant to the Manager Brindleton Bay Trading Company

(Again, the lot was built by the @antiquatedplumbobs!)

[faebriel]

my most controversial star wars opinion is that i think lux bonteri is not a horrible concept per se but perhaps underutilised

[zooophagous]

So why do you hate the advertising industry?

Hokay so.

Let me preface this with some personal history. It's not relevant to the sins of the advertising industry perse but it illustrates how I started to grow to hate it.

I wanted to be a veterinarian growing up, but to be a vet you basically have to be good enough to get into medical school. I do not have the math chops or discipline to make it in medical school. I went into art instead, and in a desperate attempt to find some commercial viability that didn't involve moving to California, I went into graphic design.

I've been a graphic designer for about seven or eight years now and I've worn a lot of hats. One of them was working in a print shop. Now, the print shop had a lot of corporate customers who had various ad campaigns. One of them was Gate City Bank, which had a bigass stack of postcards ordered every couple months to mail to their customers.

Now, paper comes from Dakota Paper, and they make their paper the usual way. Somewhere far, far from our treeless plain there is a forest of tall trees. These trees are cut down and put on big fossil fuel burning trucks and hauled to a paper mill that turns them into pulp while spewing the most fowl odors imaginable over the neighboring town and loads the pulp up with bleach to give it a nice white color.

Then the paper is put on yet another big truck and hauled off to the local paper depot, then put on another big truck and delivered to my print shop, where I turned the paper into postcards telling people to go even deeper into debt to buy a boat because it's almost summer. The inks used are a type of nasty heat sensitive plastic that is melted to the surface of the paper with heat. Then the postcards are put on yet ANOTHER truck and sent to the bank, which puts them on ANOTHER truck and finally into the hands of their customers, who open their mail and take one look at the post card and immediately discard it.

Heaps and heaps and literal hundreds of pounds of literal garbage created at the whim of the marketing team several times a year. And thats just one bank in one city.

I came to realize very quickly that graphic design was the delicate art of turning trees into junk mail.

And wouldn't you know it there are a TON of companies that basically only do junk mail. Many of them operate under the guise of a "charity," sending you pictures of suffering children or animals and begging for handouts and when they get those handouts the executives take a nice fat cut, give some small token amount to whatever cause they pay lip service to, and then put the rest of the cash right back into making more mailers. "Direct mail marketing" they call it.

Oh but maybe it's not so bad, you can advertise online after all. Now that there's decent ad blocker out there and better anti-virus ads usually don't destroy your computer anymore just by existing.

Except now when I search for the exact business I want on Google it's buried under three or four different "promoted search items" tricking me into clicking on them only to shoot themselves in the foot because I searched for the specific result I wanted for a reason and couldn't use those other websites even if I felt like it.

And now we have advertising on YouTube and on every streaming service, forcing more and more eyes onto the ad for the brand new Buick Envision that parks itself because you're too stupid to do it on your own.

Oh thats ok maybe I'll get Spotify premium and go ad free and listen to some podcasts- SIKE we have the hosts of your show doing the song and dance now. Are you depressed and paranoid from listening to my true crime podcast about murdered and mutilated teenagers? That's ok, my sponsor Better Help can keep you sane enough to stay alive and spend more money.

It's gotten so terrible that now you have content farms, huge hubs of shell companies that crank out video after video to get more and more precious clicks. Which if the videos were innocuous maybe that wouldn't be so awful except now you have cooking hacks that can actually burn your house down and craft hacks that can electrocute you being flung into your eyes at the speed of mach fuck so some slimy internet clickbait jockey doesn't need to get a real job.

It of course goes without saying that animals are also relentlessly exploited by clickbait companies that will put them in compromising situations on purpose to create a fake fishing hack video or even just straight up killing them for sport by feeding small animals to a pufferfish that rips them apart for the camera.

And all of this, ALL of this doesn't even touch how adveritising is the death of art in general. Queer topics, any kind of interesting art, any kind of sex or substance use topics are scrubbed clean and hidden at the behest of advertisers.

Sex education, a nude statue, topics such as racism or sexism or bigotry in general have tags purged or hidden from search, even life saving information about SDTs or drug use, because if someone saw that and complained then Verizon might sell fewer tablets and we can't fucking have that.

Conservative talking heads often bitch and moan that they're being censored on social media. The stupid part is, they're right! They are being censored! But it's not by a woke mob, it's by ATT and Coca Cola not wanting their adspace sharing screen time with their stupid fucking opinions.

However, they won't ever figure that out, because the talking heads they get their marching orders from like Tucker and Jones ALSO rely on the sweet milk flowing from the sponsorship teat and they aren't about to turn on their meal ticket so they have to come up with even stupider shit to say for the train to continue rolling.

I managed to rant this far without even getting into the ads I see for the beauty industry. The other day a botox ad described wrinkles as "moderate to severe crows feet" as if wrinkles are a symptom of a fucking serious disease! Like having a flaw in your skin is a medical problem that you need thousands of dollars of literal botulism toxin to fix! I was incandescent with anger.

Advertising is a polluting, censoring, anti educational and anti art industry at it's very core. It destroys human connections, suppresses human thought and makes us hate our own bodies. It ads no value, actively detracts from value, and serves no real purpose and I believe it should be almost if not entirely banned.

[princessbrunette]

thinking about pissed off jj calling lamb!reader lamb chop after like her being annoyingly crass and blunt the whole day😔🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾

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“look. we told your mommy that we’d look after you today and that’s exactly what we’re doin’ alright so — c’mon, all aboard.” jj reaches to you from the boat, his hand outstretched to help you on. the rest of the pogues watch you through curious lenses, waiting to see if you stray from your usual straight arrow ways. “arms gettin’ tired here, tuts.”

“tuts?” john b screws up his face as he mans the steering wheel.

“felt right.” jj shrugs one shoulder before waving his hand at you. reluctantly, you take it— letting him help you into the boat.

“no funny business. my curfew is 6, i hope you know that.” you fold your hands onto your lap, directing your comment towards john b who was driving the boat therefore responsible for your safe return in your eyes. in response, he salutes — more focused on getting the thing started. kiara rolls her eyes, still not sold on you, pope nods trying to be respectful and jj grins.

“theeeeres my little bible basher. y’know i went to sunday school right?” he clumsily shuffles over up to your side making you frown, side eyeing the blonde who was so entertained by your presence.

“thats rude, and no you didn’t.” you practically stick your nose in the air.

“uh, yeah, i did —” he squabbles, turning his body to face you more. you mirror this, eyeing the annoyingly handsome guy opposite you. “how’d you think we knew so much lore on the cross your mom was lookin’ for a while back. i already learnt about it. sunday school.” he taps your nose making you crinkle it. for a little priss, you sure were adorable.

“hm.” you tilt your head, eye squinting shut from the direct sunlight as you smile, impressed. “didn’t have you pinned as the type.”

“oh yeah?” he blinks.

“the guys at my sunday school were usually well mannered and well groomed.” you state, not even attempting to be rude — but your blunt ways got your message across. pope and john b chuckle, even adding insult to injury with a quiet “burn.” and even jj smirks, leaning back against the edge of the boat.

“well, i’m here to challenge your expectations, lil lamb.” he grins and you tilt your head.

“little lamb?” you question and he whips his hat off his head quickly to run long fingers through matted, sun damaged hair.

“uh, yeah? y’know — you’re little-r than me… n’like — you know? lamb? pure, virginal, cute…?”

“gross!” kiara shakes her head in quiet exasperation.

“you choose to nickname me based on my abstinence and devotion to the lord? well i find that rather crass.” you’re back to sticking your nose up and jj is throwing his hands in the air like he did nothing wrong.

“damn, alright lamb chop. my bad.”

you turn your head slowly to look at him, blinking innocently.

“lamb chop?”

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[writingstoraes]

hello! for the ig imagine, can i request charles with a medical student reader? maybe she's in her final year before residency and even though charles has no clue about medic he still tries to help her with studying. thank you!

patient 🩺

pairing: charles leclerc/fem!medstudent!reader

type: instagram imagine, social media au

notes: whew being a pre med student ngl this fueled my delusions a lil (jk) anyway i hope u like this, anon 🤍 thank you so much for requesting! i also tried to stick with ig posts since its been so long since i did one thats mostly ig posts hehe

about: supportive charles and his future doctor of a girlfriend!

yourusername

liked by charles_leclerc, isahernaez, franciscagomes, and 21,991 others

yourusername officially on my last hospital duty before graduation! can't believe i have spent 4 tiring yet meaningful years of medical school, still feels unreal. couldn't have done it without the love and support of the people i hold dear to me 🤍

charles_leclerc So proud of you, amoùr 😘 Je n'ai jamais douté de toi. I never doubted you

yourusername thanks for being my first patient, baby <3

pascale_leclerc Congratulations, dear! We miss you!

carlossainz55 The group finally has a doctor! That means unlimited recklessness 😎

pierregasly Remember how we always wanted to try riding a bike on the roof

yourusername

liked by pierregasly, arthurleclerc, carlossainz55, and 50,223 others

yourusername a seperate appreciation post for the love of my life — who's witnessed all my lowest lows and highest highs. despite his own busy schedule, he still managed to fetch me from uni/hospital, prepare breakfast for me, and even help me study.

i guess i owe you a ton for all the cancelled dates and postponed plans, charles_leclerc? 💋

ps. the second picture is charles asleep on my shoulder after he helped me study three subjects for a major exam that went on for HOURS. i think i underestimated just how much he loves me :)

carlosluvr GOD i need me a charles right now its bad enough my pre med is killing me

hamiltonmerc Charles out here setting standards ridiculously high there really is just one of him huh 🤨

charles_leclerc Would do anything for you and you know that ❤️ (Honestly got to a point where I memorized some of what you were studying)

carlossainz55 Woah there Mr. Doctor?

charles_leclerc I think I can give you an injection now, mate 😄

carlossainz55 No thanks I still love my life

charles_leclerc

liked by danielricciardo, maxverstappen, arthurleclerc and 1,445,211 others

charles_leclerc So incredibly lucky to be with someone as intelligent and hardworking as you. I promise to be with you every step of the way in full support and ready to shower you with love ❤️

Kinda afraid of needles but if you need to practice, I'm always available. Wake me up when you need someone to quiz you or make you coffee. I love you even when you're frustrated when you're practicing your sutures.

tagged: yourusername

charlossf23 You're telling me Y/N has Charles and all I got from medical school was anxiety

yourusername still need you when i study for the boards

charles_leclerc Working on the flashcards already, chèrie 😘

supermaxmax THE FLASHCARDS ARE SO REAL

pierregasly Carlos and I are on the roof tell Y/N to bring her medical supplies

yourusername please get down from there

charles_leclerc added to his instagram story!

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tagging: @slytherheign

notes: god pre med is hard wish i had someone like charles 😔 i hope you liked this, anon! thank you so much for reading 🤍

[zuhaism]

⊹ ｡˚ 𓂃 ♡ MMTG ?! ┊ lesserafim ⁺

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you and the members were in hybe’s lobby. you were sitting between chaewon and jaejae for the interview. many laughs were exchanged here and there as jaejae interviewed each members.

“when do you use it?” asked jae jae when the topic came to slangs. “for example ‘what are we going to eat for dinner?’ IDC. with a shoulder tilt” everyone did it together. then yunjin spoke up. “y/n is the only one who never uses slangs.”

“why why why” jae jae was bewildered. “arent you american too?” she had a shocked look on her face. “what ! no i am!” you paused because you were laughing too hard “it’s just that my mom said i shouldn’t talk like that. she says it sounds rude.” you answered with a sheepish smile.

the members nodded in agreement. “y/n’s actually very polite and has great manners, she just doesn’t talk.“ chaewon intervened and gave a thumbs up to the camera. jaejae continued interviewing yunjin.

“y/n! the other american. an all star basketball player! our nations little math nerd” and it showed a picture of 16 year old you about to do a three pointer and you after winning the mathematical olympiad. the interview finally got to you. you closed your eyes in embarrassment. everyone laughed in unison. “wah our y/n looks so cute.” eunchae spoke up.

“i heard you got recruited when you were playing basketball?” jaejae looked at you for confirmation. you chuckled before answering. “yeah actually i got scouted when i was on a school trip…” everyone was silent expecting you to continue but instead you stopped there. “ah” jaejae spoke amongst the silence “ah i guess thats all okay! its alright if you dont want to continue!” everyone bursts out laughing “no no no i can explain! sorry, sorry i thought you wanted to add something.” you tried explaining yourself. after the laughter died down and them teasing you, you started talking again.

you went all the way back to when you were 17. you and your other matheletes teammates won first place in a competition and got to go to Seoul as the winning prize. one night during the trip u got bored and sneaked out the hotel to a basketball court you saw nearby.

while you were shooting three pointers by yourself you noticed someone from the corner of your eye watching you. you got scared and ignored it hoping it wasn’t an entity from another dimension. the person stayed there for far too long and you started getting creeped out even though you were a whole feet taller than them.

you started packing your things up. putting everything in faster when you heard footsteps close behind. you were ready to book it when someone tapped your shoulder. you turned around and was met with a card in your face. the person said nothing as you took it and walked away.

it was a business card. as you examined it you noticed ‘you’re perfect for us. please come and audition tomorrow’

“and then i had a free day the next day so i went.” you ended your story with a small smile as everyone stared at you in awe. “you rapped to corso by tyler the creator am i right.” jaejae spoke up. you looked at her in shock “how’d you know.” she looked to the camera with a smug face and shrugged.

“y/n ! you once went live and answered all the fans math questions.” jaejae suddenly changed the subject as you sat up straighter. the members burst out laughing while you turned red from embarrassment. “wah y/n you’re really good at math aren’t you!” jaejae praised you.

“what. no no” you declined. “no! you’re really good. you just lack confidence.” jaejae ended her sentence and signalled for you all to look at the screen. it was showing a clip of one of your lives where you answered fearnot’s math questions.

“i think the x is 4 but i dont know” you said with your eyebrows furrowed moving closer to the camera to read the comments. “i dont know guys dont listen to me i might be wrong.” you said looking back at your paper, checking your answer again while scratching your head.

“you’re really cute.” said jaejae.

“stop flattering me”

the topic moved on to you being heartless but caring. you never knew you had this title. you never even knew you were caring you just did what you felt right. now that the topic changed everyone was giving examples on how you speak louder through your actions rather than words.

“one time, after coming home from a schedule. i went to my room and slept in the mess i made in the morning because i was too exhausted. the next morning i woke up to a clean room.” sakura started she said after that, she asked who cleaned her room and y/n only shrugged while zuha confirmed it wasn’t her. “it really warmed my heart because we had the same schedule.” sakura ended.

“no unnie it’s because you’re getting older.” eunchae teased the oldest. sakura gave eunchae the stink eye.

“oh! when we arrived at japan it was pouring and y/n unnie was beside me. she took off her jacket and wrapped me in it, holding an umbrella and then we walked together to the car.” eunchae expressed. “and in the car i noticed her shirt was half wet and i was like ‘so this is love’” eunchae announced softly with a dreamy look on her face as she looked at your red face.

“wow y/n you seem like you’d be a good boyfriend” said jaejae while you protested. “you’re right. you’re right sometimes even i want to date her.” chaewon voiced. chaewon started telling about the time after a schedule, when she got out the car her feet was hurting so bad. she was at the back struggling to walk through the pain. she saw you stopping and waiting for her at the parking lot entrance.

when you noticed she was hurting you immediately crouched infront of her. “what?” chaewon asked. you signalled her to piggyback you. “i am not doing that. we’re wearing the same shoes! you’re going to-“ she got cut off when you moved back and carried her anyways. she held onto you tight when you lifted her and she stayed that way until you guys went up to the dorm.

“wah y/n noticing the small things. we need more people like that.” jaejae added. yunjin and kazuha started talking about their loving experiences with you. yunjin stated that she’d only watch a horror movie only if you’re there. yunjin said when you’re with her, she feels safe. probably because whenever there’s a gory scene you’d mutter ‘that’s so fake’ under your breathe. but that’s besides the point. you’d rub circles on her hand and make her feel reassured.

for kazuha, you’re her debate mate. you talk the most when you’re with her. you don’t know how her mind works but you sure know how to handle it. like the other day, she asked which is the strongest : rock, paper, or scissors. you had to explain to her how its neither and rock, paper scissors is just a game of luck.

she also mentioned how you’re always helping her in korean and you’d go for convenience store runs whenever she gets a question right. you treat her so well.

“in conclusion! y/n is a great person to date.” jaejae ended

“not the dating part” chaewon muttered.

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george russell x norris!reader

summary: you had known george for what felt like forever. sooner or later feelings would come out right?

a/n: mixed feelings on this one. i like the beginning, unsure of the end but yk lmk. aaaaand thanks for all of the love on perfect it actually makes me so happy to see so many people loving something i wrote :)

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you and george had been friends for many years, meeting through your brothers racing. george had always thought you were beautiful. your tan skin, curly dark hair and bright blue eyes captivating him from the moment he first saw them. he always felt you were more then a friend, but never wanted to overstep boundaries with his close friends sister. little did george know, you felt the exact same about him and your brother already knew.

when you and george first met, there was an instant connection. you went from just seeing each other at races, to calling and texting, to finding time to hang out alone, away from the racing. over time, the two of you grew closer and were inseparable. you never found george without you or you without george. there were countless inside jokes and memories only the two of you would understand.

it wasn’t until after your 18th birthday that george had developed a crush on you. he hadn’t seen you in a few months, him busy with racing, you with school. and while you still continued communicating during your time apart, the longing to see you in person brought something out of george. a new feeling towards you. it wasn’t quite love, but it was something similar. the feeling confused him, he had never felt this way towards anyone before, but feeling this feeling for you was something that he didn’t fully believe.

it was 2016 and silverstone was the first race you could come to that f3 season. you and george were both 18, living in the new reality of being almost an adult, but not quite. you hadn’t told george you were coming, only lando knew, and while he could suspect you would come to a home race, he didn’t want to get his hopes up. which is why when he saw you walk in with your younger brother, he couldn’t quite believe it. you looked stunning. your curly hair, longer and impossibly curlier then before, your tan skin ever darker and the freckles that adorned your face a bit more prominent. you were wearing a yellow sundress and george couldn’t stop thinking about how amazing it looked on you. he didn’t even realize he was staring until you caught his eye across the room, giving him a smile. he felt, nervous? that was never an emotion he had felt towards you in the past, but when you approached him he couldn’t help the butterflies that filled his stomach.

you walked up to him, the smile never leaving your face. as soon as you reached your best friend, you immediately wrapped your arms around him, him doing the same. you didn’t want to leave this moment. it had felt like forever since you had seen george and you never wanted to let go. when he finally did pull away, the smile was huge on his face before he spoke.

“i haven’t seen you in forever. how are you? how’s school? tell me everything.”

and thats how it went. you and george, back where you were before. talking and catching up like there was never distance, like you never were apart. and thats how it was for what felt like hours, until lando pulled you away when he found out your mum had arrived. watching you walk away, promising dinner and a further catch up was when george knew he had fallen for his best friend.

you on the other hand didn’t realize your feelings for him until much later. it was 2022, george’s first year with mercedes. you were out of school a few years, had a job and even your own apartment. you weren’t spending as much time at the paddock as you had in previous years, having to focus on work and paying your bills.

but again, silverstone rolled around and you couldn’t not attend the home event. you walked through thr mclaren motor home with your brother, waiting for when he would let you go find george. after meeting the people lando wanted you to meet, he finally let you go so he could get ready for quali. you found yourself walking through the row of motorhomes, trying to get to mercedes, to george. thats when you ran into lewis hamilton, walking exactly where you needed to be. you had never actually met lewis, but he knew exactly who you were.

“are you looking for george?” he asked, walking next to you.

“yeah, i was assuming he was just in mercedes” you responded, wondering how the man next to you knew exactly who you were looking for.

“here, i can show you where he is”

you followed lewis into the mercedes motorhome and to george’s room. he knocked on the door and then smiled and left. you stood nervously, waiting for george to let you in. when he finally opened the door, you looked up at his face, the shock and surprise evident. he didn’t say anything, just wrapped his arms tightly around you, not wanting to let go. he eventually led you into his room where he was changing into his fireproofs and race suit. you took a seat on his couch, talking and catching up while he changed. you watched him as he changed. you had seen george shirtless plenty of times before, but something about this moment felt different. more intimate. you felt different, a feeling you had never felt towards george before. when he tied the arms of his suit around his waist and ran a hand through his hair he looked amazing. there was something going on inside of you and you couldn’t quite piece together what it was. you sat there talking a bit longer before he had to go and you had to make your way back to your brother.

as you walked away you took one last glance at him and he smiled back at you and thats when you realized you were in love with your best friend.

that’s how you got to where you were right now. sitting in your brothers living room, having an existential crisis about the brunette driver who had a hold on you for the past year.

“lando i just don’t know what to do” you complained for what felt like the millionth time.

“well you know, you could just tell him how you feel instead of crying to me about it” lando said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“wow thanks, yeah. tell him, he doesn’t like me back, i ruin the friendship. sounds like a really great plan” you said falling back onto the couch as your brother got up and went to get a drink.

“well that wouldn’t happen, he’s literally in love with you” lando mumbled.

you looked at him questioningly, but he just shook his head.

“well i have plans tonight so i’m leaving, but you can make yourself comfortable and do whatever” lando said finishing his drink, grabbing his keys and walking out the door. you sighed before turning the tv on wanting to do nothing more then sit on the couch and watch netflix the rest of the night. and so thats what you did.

lando was out with a few of the other drivers that night, one of them being george. sitting in the booth at the club next to george reminded lando of the conversation he and his sister had a few hours before. that’s when lando decided to make his move, to help you out.

“my sisters at home right now” lando said over the loud music.

“what” george questioned even though he heard him perfectly.

“i said, my sister is at home right now” george just looked at lando, not knowing what to say “that means, you need to come over and actually do something about your crush because i can’t take this anymore”

george just nodded and a few hours later was at the front step behind lando.

you were lying on the couch watching an early season of british bake off when you heard the door open. you laid there in silence until you heard more then just your brother’s voice coming from the doorway. the unmistakable voice of george russell seemingly deafening you in your new state of shock. you sat up quickly as they both walked into the room with you. you smiled at them nervously, but lando had a cocky expression on his face.

“hey how was your night” lando asked you, smile not leaving his face.

“oh it was fine, just watched bake off. and you two?” you asked nervously.

“it was good wasn’t it george? i would love to tell you all about it, but i’ve got to go to the restroom. george you wouldn’t mind waiting for me would you?” lando asked cockily, before starting his exit. you knew he didn’t have to go to the bathroom. it was all part of some little plan he came up with to leave you alone with george.

george just shook his head as lando exited the room. george stood there awkwardly for a minute before you motioned for him to sit down next to you. you had never experienced this awkward george before. he was always so confident, but something was different with him right now. you both sat there in silence for a moment before george spoke up.

“listen, i have something i heed to get off my chest, the reason lando brought me here. i’ve had a crush on you since we were like eighteen. like literally in love with you. everyone could see it. i never said anything because i didn’t want to ruin our friendship because you’re my best friend and it’s totally fine if you don’t feel the same way—“

you cut george off, pressing your lips to his. it was passionate, loving and intense. all of the emotions of the last few years poured out in just a few moments. you scooted closer to him, wrapping your leg around his waist and arm around his neck, his hands found a place on the side of your face. he pulled away a few moments later, breath heavy. he placed his forehead against yours and thats when you heard the obnoxious clapping of your younger brother filling the room.

“it’s about damn time” lando said. you laid your head on george’s chest, looking at your brother. “bud, this is the part where you ask her to be your girlfriend and then she says yes and asks you to spend the night because its late and then the two of you watch british bake off like a couple of old people until the wee hours of the morning”

“shut up lando” you said rolling your eyes, but then looking up at george.

he smiled down at you and asked you the question you had been waiting seemingly forever to hear. “be my girlfriend?”

“of course” you said kissing him again, this time calmer, with less passion since lando was standing right there.

now, everything was perfect. the boy who loved you since you were eighteen, long before you loved him.

[jackmanbj]

first nights

AN: this will have little smut, i wont actually add any smut

summary: you and jack have been dating for a while but never actually went to each others house and one night on a date you suggest you and jack should go back to your place.

requested by a lovely anon🌸

stinka💕- baby im outside.

you- ok, im putting on my shoes then im coming.

you quickly put on your shoes and started walking outside to find jacks car in front your driveway.

you sped walked to the car trying to not keep jack waiting.

once you got into the car jack handed you a bouquet of flowers.

“thank you baby boy.”

“of course, you ready to go?” “yup”

jack started driving as you and him started catching up on things being as thorough you both hadn’t talk in a few days since he had things to catch up on in the studio and tour and you had been busy with school and your business which was doing amazing at the moment.

“hows maggie been babe? i haven’t been able to talk to her in a while.”

“shes really good, shes been asking about you to.”

“ill call her after the date maybe me and her could catch up.”

the rest of the car ride you and jack were sining to music mostly 2000’s music.

jack pulled up and the restaurant and stopped the car, coming over to your side to help you out.

“thanks sweet boy”

once jack helped you out you started walking in the restaurant jack following close behind you.

jack went to speak to speak with one of the servers to let then know he had a reservation.

“right this way sir!”

“baby come on.”

jack started holding your hand as you both walked behind the server to your table.

once you were say you ordered a water and jack ordered a dr. pepper.

the waiter came back with your drinks and took your oder and left.

“what you wanna do after we leave mamas?”

“uhm i was thinking we could go back to my place?”

“you sure?” “only if you want to of course.”

“yea im fine with it, your place it is,” jack gave you a quick smile and took a sip out of his drink

the waiter came back with you and jacks food and you both ate and talked about jacks new songs.

jack paid the bill and you left a $20 tip.

you and jack left jack started walking to the car, jack opened the door for you and you sat in the car and put on your R&B playlist.

“IM COMING BACK FOR GOOD SO LET THEM N*GGAS KNOW ITS MINE! ALREADY GOT SOMEONE THATS WHAT YOU TELL ‘EM EVERYTI-“ “that’s enough baby, you sound drunk!”

you quickly put a pout on your face and turned on your playlist for jacks music.

“and i know you just..hate to see it, can’t imagine bein’ you oo i hate to be it im done faking humble actin like ian conceited ‘cause bitch i am conceited. you know you cant defeat it.”

once you and jack arrived at your house you took off your shoes by the door and started walking upstairs to your room, jack following quickly behind you.

“babe im going to take a shower you wanna join?”

“i dont have any extra clothes mamas.”

“oh..” “i’ll go run home and get some clothes and i’ll be right back, wait for me mk?” “ok!”

jack gave you a kiss and walked out the door

after about 15 minutes you heard a knock on the door.

you quickly went to go open the door and found jack with a big bag full of clothes.

“hi baby”

“hi ma”

you let jack in and he went back to your room, you followed behind him.

he placed his bag on the floor next to your bed and sat down in your chair.

“did you bring your toothbrush?” “fuck.” “i have extra, come here.”

you handed jack the toothbrush and you both started brushing your teeth.

once you were done jack took off his clothes and started to get in the shower and a little after you joined him.

you grabbed the soap and a small towel and started washing jack off.

once you got around his dick you started cleaning it of very slowly making sure to look up at him every so often.

jack was grunting trying his hardest not to moan.

“fuck baby” “oopise”

you bent down and started cleaning up the rest of his body.

once you were done with him, he grabbed another towel and started cleaning you off, he he started making his way to you lower stomach he bent down and started kissing up your inner thighs.

“fuckk jack” you hands went in his hair and he placed a small kiss on your clit and pulled back.

you quickly let out a whine and he chuckled st you.

“oopsie”

“asshole.” “i just did you what you did me, nothing wrong with that mmh?”

jack finished cleaning you off and you both got out the shower.

“jack im about to do my skincare, can you do it with me??” “baby im tired” “please??” “fine”

you and jack went to your vanity and you pulled up an extra chair for jack to sit in.

you put on your headband and grabbed an extra one for jack.

“do you want to do a clay mask, peal off, or a sheet mask?” “sheet” “ok”

you put your soap on you and jacks face, wiped it off then put the face mask on jack.

“JACK!” “huh!?” “stop touching it! your going to mess it up!” “sorry mamas”

after 20 minutes you and jack took off your masks, you put some moisturizer on you and jack, then put eye cream on you both then put your liquid lotion on, not wanting to put it on jack went to lay in bed.

“jack baby” “yes mamas?” “what you wanna do?” “cuddle and watch a movie?” “sure baby.”

you cleaned off your vanity and went to lay down with jack.

you laid on top of his chest and started kissing him all over his pretty face while he laughed.

you stopped kissing his face and started sucking on his neck.

“baby your going to leave a mark, your sucking me like a vampire.” you detached yourself from his neck “put on a movie and shit up jack.” you quickly went back to sucking on his neck after.

jack ended up putting on your favorite movie and grabbed onto your ass.

“jackkk!” “yes ma?” “im tired.” “me to mamas” “can you turn off the movie and we can go to bed?” “sure.”

jack turned off the movie and put his hands back on his resting place.

once jack knew you were asleep he started kissing your forehead and whispering how much he loved you and would do anything for you.

[casparscunttt16]

"You're jealous" |Stiles Stilinski|Oneshot

Jealous!Stiles x Reader.

Summary: In which your friend Javier is tutoring you for an upcoming quiz in your Spanish class leading you to be spending more time with him rather than your boyfriend Stiles.

Warnings: Jealous Stiles, slight arguing.

(Gif not mine)

I walk through the busy hallways of Beacon Hills High, rushing to my locker hoping I can be quick enough to not get caught in a group of students. I make it to my locker and put away my books and binders, then heading down the hallway towards the cafeteria. "Hey wait up!" I hear a familiar voice and I turn to see my friend Javier. "Oh hi Javi" I smile at the messy haired boy, and pull him into a hug.

"Hey do you wanna start studying now? We can definitely do so in the cafeteria if you're okay with that" he chirped with a toothy grin. "Of course whatever works for you works for me" I respond as we walk down the hallway side by side. "Thanks for tutoring me by the way I really appreciate" I add on. "The least I can do for you helping me snag a date with Danny" he chuckles. "Sooo how's that going?" I drag out.

Javier tells me how it's going with him and Danny and I smile listening to the details of how the date went, how things are between them, if they'll be anymore dates in the future etc. We walk into the cafeteria and sit at a table, Javier places his bag on the table and takes out his laptop, flash cards, highlighters and other things for studying. About 10 minutes into the study session my boyfriend walks over to the two of us.

"Hey baby" he coos hugging me from behind and resting his head on mine. "Hi babe" I say turning around and kissing his lips. "Did you wanna go out to lunch with me and Scott?" he asks casually because on most days thats what we did. "No I can't I'm studying with Javier, maybe after school we can hangout?" I suggest raising an eyebrow. "No yeah that's fine" He smiles and kisses my forehead then walking off to Scott.

"Well isn't he cute" Javier compliments "How long have you two been a thing?" he asks as he picks up the flash cards. "He's very cute, but almost two years. A year and nine months next month" Javier smiles at my answer then parts his lips to speak. "Okay let's get started on fill in the blank, I think that'd be easiest".

Throughout the remainder of the week I was hanging out with Javier in and out of school to prepare for this Spanish quiz, it'll be about 70 percent of our grade because it's about everything we've learned this quarter so this was not something I wanted to take lightly y'know? Today was Thursday and the quiz was on Friday. It was the end of the school day and Javier walked me out to the parking lot. "You're going to do great, girl don't even stress" Javier reassures me then pulling me into a tight hug. "Thanks Javi, but you're literally crushing me" I squirm as he laughs. "Sorry" He smiles before we part ways.

I see Stiles in the distance standing by his jeep as he always did to take me home. I walk over to him eagerly. "Hi Stiles" I kiss his cheek and he looks down at me and rolls his eyes. "What? Did I do something" I ask confused. "Why don't you go kiss Javier since you seem to love his company" he says jealousy dripping off his tongue as he pouts slightly. "Stiles you do know he's been tutoring me right?" I scoff in a bit of irritation as I get in the passenger seat and buckles myself in. "Yeah but it's so painfully obvious he's into you and you're oblivious to it" he says through gritted teeth, tightening his grip on the steering wheel as we pull out of the parking lot and begin driving on the main road. "Stiles he is not into me." I respond in a flat tone, the car fills with silence between us for a few minutes, the radio in the background quietly. "You're jealous" I state in a firm yet questioning tone.

Part 2?

[moneyloverspender]

Gojo Satoru, your busy sorcerer husband

You've been married to Gojo Satoru for four years. You met when you went from Kyoto Jujutsu Tech to Tokyo Jujutsu School.

It was not easy being a Sorcerer and married to the strongest Sorcerer. You and Satoru barely have time for one other, let alone go on dates or simply converse about each other's days. Despite this, you both managed to maintain a solid and lovely relationship.

2:00 a.m. on October 21st

Y/n had just returned home to their apartment after exorcising the last grade 1 curse ghost assigned to her by Yaga , downtown. She set her keys and phone on the counter as she moved to their living room couch, letting her body drop down on it. She breathed deeply, releasing her emotions and exhaustion. Her phone began to ring as she was slowly dozing off.

"I might kill the person who's calling right now," she told herself. Standing up, she dragged herself to the counter to answer her phone.

She answered the phone without even looking at the caller ID.

"Hello, my lovely wife," the other line says cheerfully.

She then began to consider what she had just thought earlier.

What do you want?" She has a fatigued tone in her voice.

"Heh thats not a great tone to hear as you greet your husband whom you havent seen in a while, sweetheart."

Right, Y/n and Satoru haven't seen each other in a few days due to their hectic schedules, and they don't even see each other in their apartment because none of them comes home to relax.

She hummed, "Hmm."

For around 10 seconds, there was silence before Satoru spoke.

"You home?" he inquired, his tone different from before.

"Yeah...just got home. You?"

"Hmm well I'm outside right now supervising my dear students for their first grade 1 cursed spirit." He went on to say.

"Then why'd you call?"

"Is it bad if I call my lovely wife?" he asked in a teasing tone.

The silence returned.

"I missed you, you know.."

He spoke in hushed tones.

She sighed deeply before responding.

"I missed you too, idiot"

His lips curled into a grin.

"Call later when your done ,I wanna sleep.."

She said as she looked down at her wedding band.

"Whaa, my darling wife got bored on me now, how mean," he teased, noticing how silent her wife is on the other line.

"Mhmm okay then, I probably won't call since you will be asleep anyway. Get some sleep then, my tsundere"

"You idiot, don't call me that," she hissed under her breath.

"Hahaha Ill call you whatever I want, sweetheart... Go to sleep... I love you" he blurted out.

She remained silent for a split second as she fidgeted with her ring. "Love you too, Asshole"

As Satoru ended the call, he looked at the building where he could watch his students fight the curse with a wide grin on his face.

"I love you more, Y/n." he said quietly before leaping down the building to assist his students.

[starrybl1ss]

Enchanting secrets ✧˖°.

★senior/quidditch captain/slytherin!ellie williams x senior/gryffindor!reader ★warnings: making out lol, swearing, (smut in part 2 that is complete link below) ★inspo: so basically yk the drarry ships?? this is kinda basically it but with ellie & reader and the hogwarts!ellie headcannons ★please read! harry potter fans please don't come at me because the timeline of this fic is probably not accurate from the books and movies. and yes, i did watch the movie but im not really in the fandom that much so i did as much as researching as i could.

Hogwarts has been a big journey for you and all the wacky magical things happening. as now you are in senior year, the last year in hogwarts, after that you'll have do the N.E.W.T.s test that is known to be increadibly difficult.

Your really nervous, luckly your friend, Dina is a fellow gryffindor as well. And she's a smart student.

You really want to do well in the test. magic isn't as easy as flickering a wand in the air and boom! your a frog. Its much more complex than that. theory or practice, its hard.

Your now in the library with Dina, studying your ass off. its quite stressful with all the subjects.

Tomorrow is the quidditch match. your house versus slytherin. you can't wait to watch it. its always so much fun watching quidditch. you never really liked playing quidditch since it all looks so exhausting and dangerous, not like hogwarts is not itself. but you rather focus on your studies.

"Dina, im going back. real tired. you coming?" you ask the black haired girl. "Yeah all go back after its actually time for students to get back and sleep" she replied. "Cya" you left the library grabbing your books.

You walk all along the school corridors and went on the anoyying stairs that always move to a different place. its still quite busy. but only with all the seniors. running up and down.

You suddenly bump into someone. an auburn haired girl making you drop your book. "shit, sorry let me get them for you" she bent down to your knees grabbing the books you dropped.

The girl hands out the books back to you. "thanks... ellie?" you thank her while a bit skeptical if thats her name. "no problem" she replied and continues walking down the stairs.

You were right, Ellie williams. captain of the slytherin quidditch team. You see her a lot. she's a big deal. the some what 'anoyying' quidditch captain that always makes their team win in quidditch the past years shes been in hogwarts.

You continue walking up the stairs towards the 'fat lady' painting. You stood infront of the painting. "fibbertigibbet" you said as the painting opened and you step in.

Your basically the first senior to enter since everybody was busy studying while you cant take it anymore. you were too sleepy. so you changed in to your pyjamas and went to bed

꒰୨🔮୧꒱

Your sleep was interrupted by Dina. "wake upppp, it's already time for brekfast!" she shook your unconcious body. you quicky open your eyes and saw that it is perfectly 7.30 in the morning.

Your sleep felt so quick. "wait up, im gonna get dress" you got up and dressed up as Dina waited in the common room.

"Let's go Deen" you went outside the gryffindor house and quickly went down the stairs to the great hall where brekfast is served until around 8.

You went ahead and sat down and grabbed the food you wanted. chicken, again. your kind of obsessed with eating chicken by now.

You glaired at the slytherin table where you saw, ellie williams again. for some reason, since you two bumped to eachother on the stairs, you couldnt seem to get her of your mind.

Dina waved her hand infront of your face trying to stop you from zoning out and daydreaming too much. "who's the lucky guy your gonna take to dance after the exam?" Dina looks at you hoping you already have a guy to take out to the last senior prom.

"Oh uh, dunno" you slightly shook your head. "who we're you looking at anyways?" she asks curiously. "no one, just uhh.. someone that helped me grab my books when we bumped into eachother last night"

"see? i dont think thats a 'no one' after all! who is it?" she shook your shoulder excitedly. "a girl... you know? slytherin's quidditch captain?" you said nervously.

"are you kidding? ellie? you mean ellie williams? she's bad news!-" Dina said out loudly as you stopped her to make her a little more quite since there was a lot of people looking at you two.

"My god, she's so anoyying! she's our rival y/n!" she looks at you. "i knowww, but-" you stopped talking trying to think what to say next.

"but what? okay, i could quickly find you a good looking, smart, green flag gryffindor guy in a minute! it'll be easy, almost every gryffindor wants you. not to meantion, a lot of other boys from other houses would want you"

"i'll just worry about it later, whats the point of having a 'guy' that wants you but you don't want them anyways?"

꒰୨🔮୧꒱

You couln't focus the whole time in potions. you kept having your eyes on ellie making it difficult. you exited the class and went towards the bathroom to wash your face.

You went inside hearing someone crying and ofcourse it is moaning myrtle. the ghost who haunts the girls bathroom.

You saw another girl infront of the sink. you got closer and it was ellie. god, you meet her everywhere. you went to the sink next to her as you turned on the faucet.

Ellie looks at you "hey, never really catched your name last night" slightly tilting her head. "I- im- uh, y/n" you introduced yourself.

"nice meeting you"

"y-you too!" you said nervously.

"whats your next class y/n?" god, she said your name making you blush a little. suprised that she brought up a conversation. "defence againts the dark arts" you replied.

She looks at you while not sayying a thing. just admiring your face making your heart skip a beat. you couldn't handle the tension anymore.

"i should get to clas-" you stepped a bit further from her but she grabbed your left arm. "the teacher wouldn't mind you being late right?" she said teasingly.

"y-yeah he wouldn't min-" suddenly ellie pulls you in a kiss. fuck, you didn't know this would happen so quickly. you kissed her back. her hands on your waist.

"c-can we a go somewhere a little more private? Just incase...-" ellie grabs you and puts you two in one of the stalls locking the door from behind.

She pins you to the door and started giving you hickeys on your neck with you letting out choked up moans as she lifts up your sweater.

You hear someone sniffing, moaning myrtle. "Looks like things are getting a little too spicy in here. you stupid kids forgot i haunt this place? Jeez, get out!"

Shit, you totally forgot about her being her- fuck! Your missing out on professor lupin's class!

"El- ellie im missing class i should go-" you push her back a little. "See you after the match?" You nod as you went outside the stall

You ran around the corridor. 14 minutes late into proffesor lupin's class. luckly it was him teaching so he didn't make a fuss about you being late and you just said you were in the bathroom constapated as hell and he led that slide without you telling him you hooked up with the slytherin quidditch captain.

"were you that constipated? your lucky proffesor lupin isn't absent or you'd be in hell!" Dina did made a fuss about it.

You rolled your eyes and continued writing in your notebook.

꒰୨🔮୧꒱

This evening the weather is perfect. Not too hot, a bit cloudy but no sign of rain. The quidditch match had begun 15 minutes ago.

Slytherin are currently in the lead. Brooms going back and forth in lightning speed.

You could care less about the match, you were drunk in love admiring ellie on her broomstick. She was your house biggest rival!

Your mouth accidently slipped "Go ell-!" Dina looks at you confused. "Shes our rival! Snap out of it!" You stayed silent gazing at ellie like your some dumb 12 year old thats so drunkly inlove.

꒰୨🔮୧꒱

The match has ended with slytherin, again. everybody went back inside the school corridor as the slytherin kids all cheered for ellie and her team.

you were completely starstruck by her. shes so... mesmorizing its driving you insane.

suddenly you felt someones arm touching yours in the crowd. you looked at your left to see... ew! its that icky popular gryffindor guy that cant seem to get your hands off you.

"hey, i was wondering if you'd want to come to the dance with m-" you cut off his words. "sorry, fully booked" you tilt your head with a smug face.

You were lying, theres been a lot of guys asking you but you just rejected all of them.

You walked away from him without looking back. as the corridor got a little less hectic, ellie approaches you. "hey, about that..." she stopped. "would you go to the yule ball with me after the exam? any chance? you already got someone... dont you?"

You giggled "i don't, ellie" you smile. she smiled back at you and pulled you in for a kiss infront of people including dina.

꒰୨🔮୧꒱

★read please!

HIIII soooo its donee, sorry if i misspelt stuff. ik the pole i did alotta people voted for smut but i wanted this one to be clean???? so if you want to read the next part (that has smut) you can read it here!

lmk if you wanna see the yule ball part after the n.e.w.t.s!

[vargskelegore]

OK! So transfer student shuri showing up to your practice, with an extra water bottle! Transfer student Shuri who says "I'm here for _____" and takes ur bag with all ur stuff in it, slings it across her shoulder and walks u to ur dorm!. Pls I need this!

author's note: now thats some gay ass shitttttt, ain't no way reader's friends would assume their relationship is straight.

friends, huh? - hbcu!shuri x black!reader

word count: 958 words. (shorter than normal, sorry!)

homecoming was coming up fairly soon, and your majorette team was stopping at nothing to perfect the routine that was being prepared for the school.

your school’s band decided the song they would play for the homecoming game was remember the time by michael jackson, and your majorette team would prepare the dance for the song.

with being homecoming being a little under a week away, these practices got more intense. you were the leader of the majorettes, too, so this was more pressure on you than anybody else.

as the practice continued, your water was beginning to run out, and as of right now, since your school was so cheap, the water lines in the gyms and practice rooms/halls weren’t working properly.

you mentally cursed yourself as your team went over the dance routine one more time. “fuck.. i think i’m gonna die if i don’t get no damn water soon.” you muttered. “alright ladies, we’re gonna take ten, if you need to go get water from the other building, feel free, i don’t care.” you were out of breath, and needing a towel asap.

you went to go sit down in the locker room, checking your phone. your face lit up when you saw a message from shuri. opening up your phone, it was a selfie of her, smiling, walking outside. you tilted your head a bit. where was she walking to? not that it was any of your business.

you replied a quick ‘cute :)’ before setting your phone down to get a towel from your locker. coming back, you see she read it, but nothing more. you frowned a bit, because usually she’d walk and text you at the same time, but not this time you assumed.

you overthought a lot-- you never meant to do that, but it always happened. combine that with dance practice, and you were bound to have a stroke.

you sighed for a bit before turning off your phone, because you realized the ten minutes was up, and everyone was back, chatting.

you left the locker room with your towel, setting your phone down next to your bag.

a couple of girls were having a conversation about someone, squealing and giggling. “y’all seen that girl that transferred here? shit, i didn’t think i liked girls til i saw her.” a couple of them laughed, and you raised your eyebrow, wondering what they were talking about, you called out.

“who y’all talkin bout?” you simply asked, getting prepared for another practice.

“nothin, just that new girl.. where she from, wakanda?” you stopped in your tracks once you heard that. they were talking about shuri. your stomach turned a bit hearing them talk about her like that.

“oh, her.. yeah i know who y’all are talking about. why are y’all talking about her?” your voice was a bit weary, but you tried not to show it.

“we saw her walking down the sidewalk.” another girl said, her voice getting all giggly from talking about shuri.

you stomached the way they spoke, clearing your throat before clapping. “alright y’all we need to run the dance again! we ain’t got much time.” your leader voice came through because you couldn’t bare to have this conversation.

there was about ten more run throughs of the dance in twenty minutes, and you were burnt out.

as the rehearsal came to a close, you gathered the girls in a circle to talk about things that need to be fixed in the future rehearsal.

“alright y’all, we did good today but it needs to be better tomorrow. i’m really proud of what we have going on as of right now, but i’m sure we can do better--”

you were interrupted by the loud door opening. all the girls turned around to look, and you were confused yourself at who could’ve came in.

“..are you looking for something?” one of the girls called out. you could hear some of them giggling at who walked into the room, and whispering.

“uh.. i’m here for y/n.” your ears perked up at who it was. shuri.

she was holding up a water bottle, other hand in her hoodie pocket as she stood there awkwardly.

you moved away from the girls to walk up to shuri. you could see her face visibly light up once she saw you.

“what are you doing here? i thought you were studying..” you whispered to her as you walked up to her. she only laughed.

“when you were complaining about there being no water in the gym, i asked you when rehearsal ended so i could give you some.. i didn’t want to interrupt during the rehearsal.” she was clearly shy and embarrassed because everyone else was staring at you.

“that’s so sweet.. um- thank you, shuri.” your face was getting warm as you grabbed the water from her.

“oh, so you wasn’t finna tell us that you know her, y/n?” one of your co-majorettes called out. everyone else just laughed. you cleared your throat.

“well, she and i are friends-- wait, why are you in my business? rehearsal is over, y’all go back home.” you were quick to speak as shuri went over to grab your bag and put it over her shoulder. “i’m ready when you are, y/n.” her voice was back to being soft as the girls giggled some more.

“friends, my ass.” one of them whispered. you were so embarrassed at this point, there was nothing more to say.

“girl hush, y’all better get out of here before y’all get locked inside.” you warned as you walked out of the dance practice room with shuri.

there was something neither you and shuri could deny,

and that was being friends was kiiinda overrated.

[faeriemarie]

What’s a DR you want to gush about, but haven’t had the chance?

OH MY GOODNESS I LOVE THIS QUESTION!!

so the dr that i’ve been really missing is my 2006 indie kid dr which i call “zooey-inspired” because of zooey deschanel and her typecast

basically i’m a sophomore in high school and i’m the quirkiest manic pixie dream girl you’ve ever met in your life. i listen to indie rock on my discman and i went to see juno in theaters and i read classic literature in class.

i also scripted that finn wolfhard is my age and he goes to my school and we’re dating. he’s like a loner rocker kinda guy and he invites me to all of his band practices so i can just watch and admire him. we also are super codependent and literally do everything together. practically all our free time is spent at the movie theaters. OH AND OUR HALLOWEEN COSTUMES ARE SO ICONIC!! first we’re margot & richie tenenbaum, then we’re billy & layla from buffalo 66, and then we’re victor & emily from corpse bride. and the whole relationship is very lowkey, but super addictive. we’re just so in love and obsessed with each other.

not to mention that i get every role i want in theater. i get to play all of my dream roles and im gonna be my theatre teacher’s favorite student!! i finally get to play rosemary in how to succeed in business without really trying AND juliet in romeo and juliet. plus people are actually gonna clap for me and be proud of me and bring me flowers 🥺

and my style is so iconic. i do 60s makeup a lot and kinda use iconography of edie sedgwick because she’s perfect. but i also wear a lot of patterned tights and mary janes and berets. pretty much just giving a full 1960s swining london vibe thats so against the norm and cool. OH AND I GET TO HAVE A FLIP PHONE!! i love late 2000s tech it’s so nostalgic. i’ll have a portable dvd player and i’ll burn cds for finn and ill take photos on my nikon coolpix camera. and im gonna be able to drive and my car is a yellow volkswagen beetle which is totally iconic in its own right.

this doesn’t really fit into a fandom so idk how many people are actually gonna read this but this is one of my favorite dr’s

[attic-club-sandwich]

hii! it’s me again, i loved the last simeon fix you made, your writing is so good! if it’s okay with you i wanted to ask how do you think the brothers would comfort a gn mc that has anxiety often? more like, physical anxiety like heart palpitations than emotional. thanks again for the last fic you made!!

Ahh hello! I'm so glad that you liked the Simeon fic!! I honestly loved writing it, he's so soft and gentle I was so glad someone requested him for the series 💞 So you are very welcome! lol

And Lucky for you I am the queen of anxiety and often think about this exact scenario lmao so to me, the brothers would be so supportive and understanding towards an MC who experiences the unfortunate physical (and emotional) symptoms of anxiety. Forgive me i went wild with this lol I based a lot of this off of my own experiences with anxiety and panic attacks. Also some techniques that i've either tried or heard work really well! I hope you like! Please feel free to send requests whenever you want! 💜

CW for general anxiety/depression, panic attacks, being sick (implied; very mild).

Taglist: @amberrskiies, @obey-me-posts, @sassykattery, @delphi-dreamin, @bite-sized-devil, @a-hidden-gem @otomefoxystar, @marvelous-maniac, @nonbinary-disaster, @selfmadender, @animeismyhappyplace, @vampire-tr4mp, @ana-dear, @gaychaosgremlin, @sidgethegamer, @meiloorun-tea, @temnuk0

Lucifer:

Lucifer has kept a close eye on you from Day 1 of your stay in the Devildom.

Therefore, when you aren't acting like your usual self, he notices.

You had come home from RAD that day and immediately went to your room, not saying a word. You usually hang out in the living room with him and his brothers after school.

Lucifer shoos his worried brothers away and beelines to your room, giving your door a soft knock.

When he enters, you are sat on your bed, knees to chest with your head buried between.

"MC, are you alright?"

At the sound of his voice, your shoulders begin to shake, and your breathing becomes gradually heavier.

You glance up at him and shake your head, clearly unable to speak at the moment as your breathing speeds up at an alarming pace.

Lucifer is by your side instantly, rubbing small circles onto your back as your chest heaves.

"Shh, my dear. I'm right here with you. Concentrate on your breathing. Deep and slow."

He understands this is a panic attack, as he has experienced his own. He has also spent countless times talking his brothers through theirs.

He knows all too well the feeling of helplessness as the irrational fear takes over your body.

Unfortunately, this was not an uncommon thing for him.

You take in deep, shuddering breaths, tears rolling down your cheeks as you try to focus on his touch.

"Thats it, MC, just like that. You're doing well."

Finally, after a few moments, your breathing slows back down to normal.

He continues to sit with you, his hand never leaving your back as you come down from the adrenaline of the attack.

"S-Sorry Luci..." you sob, wiping away your tears.

He shakes his head, pulling you into his chest.

"You have no reason to apologize. Let's go to my room for awhile, shall we?"

Of course he spends the rest of the evening focused on you.

He brings you dinner, runs you a bath, and tucks you into bed.

Lucifer never leaves your side.

He wishes he could just tuck you into his wings and hide you away from everything that would mean to do you harm.

Mammon

As the 2nd oldest, he also is used to comforting his younger siblings.

When the two of you are out at an unusually busy night at the casino, you begin to feel overwhelmed.

He doesn't notice at first, but when you run off mumbling something about "needing the bathroom", he immediately chases after you.

"Yo, MC! Are ya ok?" he asks from outside the bathroom door.

He can hear you coughing and he no longer hesitates to burst through the door.

You are sat on the floor in front of the toilet, hugging the bowl and looking very pale and sweaty.

He runs to you, placing his hand on your back.

Only then does he feel how hard you are trembling.

"M-Mammon...go away..." you choke out, tears rolling down your cheeks.

"No way in hell am I leavin' ya."

He helps you up, closing the toilet lid and plopping you down on top.

Your shoulders are heaving as you try to catch your breath.

He also notices how bad your hands are shaking as your fingers grasp at the hem of your shirt.

Shit, he thinks. They're havin' a panic attack?!

"s'okay, try to breathe, MC." he says, managing to keep his voice low and calm.

You nod, grasping hard at his hand.

He squeezes, his golden gaze focused intently on you.

"Keep breathin' and count to 5 with me, okay?"

You count together as you take slow, deep breaths in and out.

Eventually, your breathing begins to slow back down to normal.

When you can stand again, Mammon holds you steady and guides you out of the Casino.

"Let's go home for the night, the Great Mammon will take good care of ya."

Once you're home again, the exhaustion from the evening takes over and you find it hard to stay awake.

Thankfully, Mammon is there to help you into your pajamas and to get you settled into bed for the night.

He only leaves your side long enough to go grab you some snacks and water from the kitchen.

Mammon will always uphold his promise.

He is not leaving you anytime soon.

Leviathan:

If there's one thing you and Levi have in common, it's anxiety.

As you've grown closer, he has become very in tune with when you are feeling anxious.

He invited you to his room for a game night with everyone, but he immediately noticed something was off.

If he's being honest, he was barely concentrating on any of the games.

All he could focus on was you.

You lock eyes with him, and he can tell by the expression on your face and your body language that you are feeling overstimulated.

Which is understandable.

The sound of the brothers yelling overtop each other and the music from the game is usually enough to send him over the edge on a bad day.

His phone buzzes in his pocket, and he pulls it out to see a text from you.

"Levi, I think I need to step out for a minute."

He glances up to see you are already heading out the door.

Of course, he follows you. He needs to check up on his Henry.

He finds you outside his room, sitting on the floor with your back against the wall

"MC? Are you going to be okay?"

You shake your head as your lip begins to tremble.

He sits down next to you as you begin to cry.

You lean your head into his shoulder as your hands wrap tightly around his arm.

"Hey, MC it's going to be okay. Remember what I told you before?"

Your breathing is growing heavier, and your heart is pounding hard in your chest.

"Focus on the things you can see, smell, and feel."

You nod, attempting to fight through the fog in your brain to focus on something. Anything.

Levi watches as you use the grounding techniques he taught you.

He wraps one arm around your back, pulling you gently into him as you finally begin to calm down again.

"You did great, MC! I'm proud of you."

You give him a small smile as he kisses the top of your head.

"T-Thank you Levi. I love you."

He blushes as he buries his face into your hair.

"Let's just hang out here for awhile. I was getting pretty overwhelmed too. A-And I love you too by the way!"

Satan:

Sometimes Satan's mood has a habit of rubbing off on you.

When he's particularly annoyed about something (that something usually being Lucifer), you also find yourself growing irritable.

One day, as he is going off about something that Lucifer had said that morning, you can't take it anymore.

You can feel the anxiety building in your chest, tense and heavy.

"Satan, shut up!" you explode, digging your fingers into your hair in frustration.

The Avatar of Wrath is taken aback by your outburst.

"M-MC? I-I'm sorry, i didn't mean..."

"J-Just stop! I-I can't.... take it....anymore..."

You almost seem as if you can't catch your breath.

Then He finally realizes you are beginning to panic.

"Oh, MC..." he breathes, rushing over to your side.

The two of you had been in the HOL library, and the book you were reading slides off of your lap.

Your hands are trembling, and your face is hot with anger.

But you don't even know why you're angry.

All you can do is cry.

Satan has learned a lot from his brothers when it comes to this kind of thing.

"Let's focus together, MC. We both need to take deep breaths. Are you ready?"

You aren't ready. You're pissed off, and you want him to know it.

But you breathe with him anyways.

It surprises you every time how quickly the brain fog dissipates after your breathing exercises.

The sensation of Satan's hand rubbing your arm also helps a little.

"That's it, MC. You're going to be just fine."

You nod, your eyes fluttering shut as you focus on the feeling of his fingers running up and down your skin.

"How about you listen to me read this book I'm currently reading? I think you'll like it."

You open one eye to look at him and he's grinning.

When Satan smiles, you can't stop yourself from smiling too.

Asmodeus

Asmo absolutely adores you.

Even the parts of you that you don't think should be adored.

You had a shopping spree planned at the Devildom Mall for the past week now, and today was finally the day.

The two of you had spent hours already going in and out of stores, and you had quite the haul to bring home.

However, by the end you were quite tired and it was getting busier and busier in the mall.

"You okay, sweetheart?" Asmo asks, noticing the shift in your normally bubbly disposition.

Your hands are beginning to shake as you exit the final store.

"I-I um, I-I think...I need to stop for a minute." You stutter, your mouth suddenly very dry.

Asmo guides you over to a bench to sit.

He notices your knee begins to bounce at a steady rate.

Your face is flushed.

And you definitely don't look like you're about to pass out.

"Woah, honey it's going to be okay! Just look at me."

You lock eyes with him, his concerned face looking back at you.

But he remains calm. He knows exactly what to do.

"That's it. Now let's take some deep breaths."

You inhale as you scan Asmo's face .

You exhale as you think about how pretty he is.

His charm doesn't work on you, yet he has such a calming presence and it's exactly what you need.

You take a few more breaths when you notice he's been holding your hands in his this whole time.

You feel bad thinking about how sweaty they are.

"Oh, MC, are you starting to feel better?"

You nod graciously, your eyes never leaving his.

You're afraid if you look away, you might start to panic again.

Asmo smiles at you as he helps you to your feet.

"Let's head home now, MC! I'm dying for a bath. Care to join me?"

Asmo runs you the warmest bath you can stand, and makes sure to add in his favorite lavender bath bomb to help soothe you.

He treats you like you're at his own personal spa.

Not only is he the Avatar of Lust, he's the king of self care.

Beelzebub

One thing about Beel is that he loves his family.

And you're part of his family now, so he feels it's important to protect you.

Even if it is your own head that you need protected from.

Beel is also one that's familiar with anxiety/panic attacks.

He's helped Belphie through them countless times since their fall into the Devildom.

So when he sees you with your head down in the RAD cafeteria, and food untouched, he's worried.

He heads your way and takes the seat next to you.

"MC, what's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"

You nod, unable to lift your head to meet his gaze.

He notices how you are beginning to tremble; your shoulders shaking as the telltale sign that you're starting to cry.

His hand presses against your back, hoping he can somehow hold you together.

"MC... what happened?"

You finally glance up at him, tears running down your cheeks.

"I-I f-failed my stupid exam... L-Lucifer is g-gonna kill me..."

Beel's heart sinks.

Of course Lucifer wouldn't actually kill you.

And it's really not the end of the world to fail a test.

That's why there's make up exams.

But he knows you aren't thinking clearly right now.

And he can practically hear your heart beating out of your chest.

"MC. What did you buy for lunch?"

You hiccup, looking up at him in confusion.

"T-This isn't about lunch, Beel."

He nods, continuing to rub your back.

"They have the spicy rainbow pizza today. Did you try it?"

You shake your head, glancing at your tray of untouched food.

Beel picks up the slice and offers you a bite.

The pizza of course is spicy. Really spicy.

You cough, taking a drink of the soda you had abandoned.

You turned to yell at Beel when you realized you were starting to feel better.

"Are you feeling better? I heard foods with strong flavors can help ease off an attack."

You nod, unsure if you want to laugh or continue crying.

Afterwards, Beel takes you home for the day.

He is another one that refuses to eave your side until you're feeling better.

You insist you aren't hungry, but he suggests cuddling in a Twin Sandwich later that night.

Of course you can't resist his offer.

Especially since he's already carrying you bridal style to his bedroom.

Belphegor

Belphie is usually the one being consoled rather than the one doing the consoling.

He feels awkward sometimes when it comes to comforting his brothers.

He doesn't think that he's good at it.

But when you first come to him with a problem, it feels different.

The two of you had fallen asleep together in the attic one night after dinner.

At one point, you began to toss and turn, small whimpers escaping your lips.

Your erratic movements manage to wake Belphie from his deep sleep.

"Mm..MC..? You okay?"

He's still half asleep as he rubs his eyes.

Your breathing is heavy as you roll towards him, unable to escape whatever plagues your dreams.

As soon as Belphie realizes you are having a nightmare, he's shaking your shoulders trying to wake you up.

"Hey MC, wake up now okay?"

You cry out as you finally come back to consciousness, the haunting images already fading away from your mind.

But you can't stop the panic that begins to overwhelm you.

You begin to cry as Belphie stares wide eyed, unsure of what he should do.

The only thing he can manage to do is wrap you up in his arms.

"I'm here, MC...it's okay. I'll keep you safe."

Your forehead is slick with sweat as you try to shake the violent feeling of doom from your shoulders.

"B-Belphie, p-please don't l-leave..."

The Avatar of Sloth squeezes you tighter as he strokes the back of your head

The sensation of his fingers running through your hair is comforting.

It gives you something to focus on and hold on to.

"Shh, angel. Deep breaths. I'm not going anywhere. Now take deep breaths with me."

You rest your head against his chest, feeling it rise and fall as he takes deep breaths in and out.

You follow his lead, taking a few moments to focus on your breathing.

Belphie is patient with you as you come down from your panic.

"If you're up for it, let's go take a walk in the garden and look at the stars together. We'll be sure to have good dreams afterwards."

You hesitate for a moment, your eyes heavy with exhaustion.

But the feeling of the cool night air against your feverish skin and laying under the stars with Belphie is too good to pass up.

[someforzari]

Omg something abt watching this edit made me think of brothers bsf niki and I'm abt to explode

A/N: no smut obv, just fluff, reader is Jake's sister, Jake is aware of Niki's feelings, niki is a flirt, Niki is in love, set in UK (for some reason), kind of short (like reader).

Let me know if I should make part 2.

Female reader!!

(Actual fic + video under cut)

Niki was your brothers best friend. He was also your neighbour of 6 yrs, upon moving to this neighbourhood, Jake and him quickly became friends and you often saw him at your house or at his if Jake brought you along.

On one of your days off from work and school, he came over with 2 boxes of pizza because Jake had invited him over for video games and a movie. You opened the door because Jake was too busy tackling Sunghoon who beat him in Mario kart for the 5th time. Niki couldn't help but spark an interest in you since the first time he met u. Dare I say, he liked you.

"Hi Niki" You greeted.

"Hey _____, how are u pretty?" He said looking down at you.

Your heart flips at the nickname, it wasn't unusual for Niki to give you nicknames but all of them were jokes and silly names (eg: shorty, armrest, gnome, Santa's elf etc)

"I-" You were abruptly cut off by Jake pushing past you to hug the taller boy and welcoming him in, grabbing the pizza from him.

You and Jake were very close, thats why he always protected you and indulged your reckless behaviour. Jake loved you more than anything and knowing Niki, he knew the younger boy wouldnt treat you badly, ever.

Jake knew Niki's feelings for you and he didn't disapprove of the idea of you two dating.

Rolling your eyes, you locked the door and went into the living room where Jake and all of his friends played games and drank soda. As you normally do, you grabbed a slice of pizza and a can of coke and left for your room.

Niki was staring at you as u walked away, smirking to himself.

A few hours passed and you quickly got bored of your room, of course, you decided to go annoy your brother.

Walking into the living room and winking at Sunghoon to signal your plan, he quickly moved over to the single lounge chair leaving space for you to sit between Niki and Jake.

Jake caught on and asked Sunghoon why he moved.

"It's more comfortable here plus your massive arm isn't digging into my stomach when I get close to winning" Sunghoon joked.

Jake chuckled not minding that you sat between him and Niki as it was normal for when you got bored. Niki, however, gulped loudly when he saw how close in proximity you were to him.

You watched the boys play and laughed at some of their jokes but evidently got bored again only this time, you had jake to annoy. You waited until he was close to winning when you reached over your legs to the coffee table, pretending to get your coke and pushed into him gently when going backwards. Not too hard but hard enough to knock his hand out of place, both Niki and Sunghoon getting to the finish line before him.

"_____!!" He shouted right as Sunghoon started dancing in victory and Niki laughed clapping his hands.

"Sorry!" You weren't sorry. "I was getting the can but you were too close to me so I nudged into you!"

"Cmon Jake don't be a sore loser" Sunghoon said sitting down and patting niki on the back as a well done.

Jake grumbled under his breath and started the next game. Video games weren't really your thing so you went into the kitchen for a snack since they ate all the food already. Noticing the fridge and cupboards were empty, you went to ask Jake for money to go do some food shopping.

"Jake, can I have like 20 bucks" without even asking you what you needed he just threw a £20 note at you. "Thanks"

Niki couldn't help but smile when you guys made eye contact and you shyyed away.

You left the house locking the door and finding your car in the driveway.

(Back in the house)

Jake waited until he could hear your car engine start to speak up.

"So, Niki, what happened to that girl you were dating? Jenny was it? Janice?" He said curious to know more qbout the boy's love life..

"She broke up with me a few months ago because her parents didn't approve."

Jake just hummed, nodding at his response.

It got quiet for a moment until Sunghoon spoke up.

"Niki do you think you will start dating again anytime soon?"

"I've thought about that and I think I won't jump to the first girl who asks me out, this time, I'll wait for the right girl."

Sunghoon nodded "Do you have anyone in mind?"

"Yeah, but you guys aren't ready for it."

"Oh come on, tell-"

The sounds of the door opening and closing interrupted sunghoon as you entered and waved the packet of crisps in the air. All 3 men began cheering as you threw it at Jake and it hit him straight in the head causing you and the 2 older boys to laugh as Jake held his head in his hands. You ran to your room as Jake ran after you. Holding the door and locking it in Jake's face. He was banging on it and yelling at you to open it. Eventually, he stopped and went back to the living room. Although, he wasn't going to give up that easily. He sent Niki to talk to you and get you to open the door, Niki obviously didn't decline because it was alone time with you.

"_____? It's me Niki. Open the door I'm not gonna let Jake in."

"You promise?" You asked making his heart swell with adoration.

"Yes I promise."

Unlocking the door and creaking it open slightly just to peak out and make eye contact with Niki. He smiled warmly and you opened the door enough for him to walk in, eyeing the hallway cautiously. Making him laugh and pull you into the room, fully locking the door.

He felt a surge of confidence from being alone in a room with you and as you turned around he crept behind you and pinned you against the door.

"Nik-!" You yelled and he hurried to cover your mouth for fear of Jake thinking you were in danger and breaking the door down.

"I'll move my hand, but don't shout, please"

After calming down, you nodded quickly and he moved his hand slowly resting it on your shoulder. He sighed thankful that you didn't shout, and grabbed your waist, hugging you.

"What are u doing?" You whisper-yelled into his bicep.

"I don't know, but if you want me to stop, just say so."

After getting no response, he scoffed lightly and pulled away to look at you. The look in your eye made a light pink hue fall on his cheeks as he smiled.

"_____..."

"Yeah?" You answered softly.

"Can I kiss you?" He was desperate to, but he wanted to make sure he could.

Instead of answering him, you wrapped ur hands around his neck and pulled him down to kiss him. It happened too quick for Niki, as he felt his face grow hot and his hands exploring your small back, kissing you deeply.

Oh, how badly you've wanted to kiss him since year 8 (9th grade) but never wanting to break the bond you and him had. You could kiss him forever but the sound of Jake laughing loudly from the living room startled you, causing you to break away from Niki and open the door quietly. Gesturing him to the kitchen where you both waited for something to happen, the sound of Jake's voice broke the silence.

"_____? You okay, it's been a while."

"Yeah, I'm alright." You answered back.

You and Niki crept to the doorway, Niki hiding behind the wall, reassuring you that Jake couldn't see him. Jake and Sunghoon walked over to see you by urself.

"She's okay dude" Sunghoon said annoyed.

Jake sighed lightly. "I know, had to make sure though."

You smiled softly at them and look in Niki's direction, only to see him smirking at you and lifting his eyebrow at you.

Video here

(Credits to aesphae on tiktok)

[jeonghanspookie]

The New Hire

As the Back to School season was coming to an end, it was now time for the store to start preparing for the holiday seasons.

One preparation was hiring some seasonal employees.

Seungkwan was minding his own business, just sitting in the team lead office, recently named 'The Den' (named by Soonyoung ofc).

Seungkwan had been in there for a while now. He was on minute 32 of his 45 minute lunch.

After a while, the door opened up and in came in Mingyu and Soonyoung. It seemed like they were in a pretty serious conversation.

A conversation that sounds like it was just between the two of them.

So of course, Seungkwan did the sensible thing and took his airpods off so he could eavesdrop.

Thank god he decided to sit by the desk with the computer blocking him from view.

"He's a mess. He just follows her around like a lost puppy!" Mingyu exclaimed, "ITS LIKE ITS HIS FIRST DAY OR SOMETHING!"

Soonyoung pondered for a minute. "Wait. Isn't it his third day?"

Mingyu rolled his eyes, "Yeah. But still."

Soonyoung pouted.

"You're right though. He is getting on my nerves. He's been hogging all of Y/N's attention lately."

Mingyu pouted as well.

Just then Seungkwan's alarm went off indicating that his break was sadly over.

Mingyu and Soonyoung turned their heads and looked at Seungkwan with wide eyes.

Seungkwan awkwardly laughed, "Hehe Hi guys! Gotta head back!"

Soonyoung smiled at Seungkwan. "Oh enjoy your shift Kwan!"

Seungkwan made a sigh of relief. It seems like weren't annoyed that he heard their conversation. Maybe he could pry for some more information.

"I'll try! By the way... who were you guys talking about?"

Mingyu let out a loud and annoyed groan.

"The new seasonal guy Y/N is training. His name is Mark."

"Yeah so that's pretty much all there is to know! You'll be working in fulfillment with Vernon. Let me or him know if you have any questions. You'll be off on your own now!" Y/N spoke.

Mark let out a breath. "Uh yeah dude. Thanks so much for showing me around."

"It's no problem!" Y/N smiled, "all part of the job."

Mark laughed at her comment. "For sure. Thank you Y/N!"

From a distance, three very annoyed men watched as Y/N and the new guy interacted.

"Pshh. foR SuRe! tHaNK YoU Y/N!" Jeonghan mocked. "Can you believe this guy?"

Seungcheol shook his head. "I don't like him. I sense something off about him. And his name. Mark."

"I know what's wrong with him. He's Canadian." Joshua replied.

"THATS IT"

Even further away stood a confused Seungkwan.

Why is everyone so annoyed at the new guy?

After observing almost everyone's weird behavior towards the new guy, Seungkwan decided to call his 12 coworkers into 'The Den'.

The only person missing was Wonwoo. He was scheduled to work at 2:30 and it was almost time, but Seungkwan couldn't hold it in anymore.

"OKAY" Seungkwan called their attention, "What is going on with you guys?"

Seokmin looked up confused, "What do you mean?"

Seungkwan glares at the 11 men. "You know what I mean. Why do you guys hate the new guy?"

Jihoon looks even more confused, "We have a new guy?"

Seungkwan decided to ignore his comment.

"I've caught some of you guys hating on the new guy. From his name, his lack of work ethic, and even his nationality." Seungkwan emphasizes the last part as he stares at the three oldest.

"I don't have a problem with him" Vernon says. "He's pretty cool. Plus we were thinking about collabing on a mixtape"

Seungkwan looks at the group again.

"I just don't get it. He hasn't done anything to you all. He's still getting used to the job. Do you guys have some hidden vendetta against him?"

"Like sure he's new and bad at the job, but Y/N has been helping him. IN FACT, Y/N has been the only one being nice to him. He's been following Y/N around and sticking to-"

Oh. OH

Seungkwan got an epiphany.

He turns to the men with wide eyes.

"Are you guys jealous that he's been spending time with Y/N?"

The room was quiet. No one knew what to do or what to say.

This only confirms Seungkwan's theory.

"Do you guys... like Y/N?" He asks

Minghao was the first to speak up. "Well I don't know about some of you, but I care for Y/N as a friend."

Jihoon nods his head in agreement.

Vernon nods his head as well and Jun agrees.

"I'm not sure about LIKE like, but I just felt a certain way about seeing the two of them." Soonyoung stated.

Seokmin seemed to agree with Soonyoung.

Chan decided to speak up, "Raise you hand if you like Y/N as more than a friend!"

Seungcheol, Jeonghan, Joshua, and Mingyu all raise their hands.

Chan squinted at the group, "Okay raise your hand if you're confused about your feelings!"

Soonyoung and Seokmin raise their hands.

Seungkwan stands in front of his friends in disbelief.

"I CANT BELIEVE YOU GUYS! WHAT ABOUT OUR FRIENDSHIP! WHY DID YOU GUYS NOT SAY ANYTHING! THIS IS INSANE!" He spits out as he paces back and forth in front of the group.

Just then Wonwoo walks into the room.

Chan looks over at him, "Oh Wonwoo you're here! Now tell us, do you like Y/N?"

Wonwoo pauses.

"No."

The rest seem to relax and feel relief after hearing his answer.

"I'm in love with her."

...

"DEAR GOD HELP US ALL"

A/N: SORRY YALL IVE BEEN BUSY AND HAD NO INSPIRATION.

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