#this magazine is even better in person and the photos are amazing

[skelliko]

Tokyo revengers |°- random head cannons that I had stored

๑ Hanma ironically and out of nowhere 'sang' twist by Korn next to kisaki to get his reaction which caused kisaki to immediately whip his head over at the doofus with genuine fear in his eyes, he took a step backwards from Hanna, hands up and everything. but after a few seconds of staring at the 'possessed' specimen he just annoyingly does a "what the fuck is wrong with you..."

๑ ran doesn't crack his bones/knuckles often but if someone's around him that absolutely despises the sound of cracking bones he'd do it continuously without a care and finds major enjoyment in watching the person's face scrunch up in discomfort, sometimes he snickers too

๑ while chifuyu was in his 'major delinquent era, thinking he's better than everyone else' he was walking down the school stairs all cool and trying to be intimidating but then slipped on one of the stairs and fell on his butt. only one person saw but the amount of embarrassment he got from that when they made eye contact made him want to disappear from earth -this caused him to always be slow and actually look out for the steps so that it doesn't happen again.

๑ seishu finds it hilarious to fake a laugh at someone's awful joke for a second or two but then immediately go dead silent and just stare at the person with no seen emotion at all

๑ seishu is amazing at cooking, he's like a chef. but where'd he learn all this from? he doesn't answer, it's basically a mystery. but in his room he hides written down recipes that he copied out from books and other places

๑ when Baji was younger he decided to try and cook his own food for himself but accidently set a kitchen towel on fire by mistakingly setting it on top of the wrong oven circle -out of panic he got rid of it by quickly throwing it out the window in a panic making it land on someone's car windshield

๑ kazutora is actually quite close with Baji's mom. at some point he slipped up when calling out for her and accidentally called her 'mom' and sure enough he got embarrassed real quick and by a lot. ryoko took pride into that title tho, knowing that she mistakenly got called mom by someone else other than her own son made her feel oddly happy - although she mentioned that kazu is fine in calling her 'mom' he never did it again cause he still finds it embarrassing

๑ kazutora secretly takes photos of his friends crushes and sniggers about it while showing it to his friend. it's basically his little thing whenever he's told that someone has a crush, he doesn't do it to a big extent but just one of two pictures and it's usually just from the back or the side. he's been told multiple of times to quit and delete them but secretly they all knows he's doing them a favour cause when kazu sends them the photos they don't delete 'em

๑ peh holds grudges against people just for the sake of it, if he met someone and they had accidentally done something like step on peh's shoe then the next time they see eachother he would death stare them until they walk past and out of eye view, sometimes he just randomly feels like making enemies even despite being on 'silent and mutural' terms with someone.

๑ when akkun first had the thought of becoming a hairdresser he attempted in cutting his own hair and it actually turned out pretty good, cause of this he ended up cutting makotos hair however akkun had purposely cut his hair badly out of revenge for leaving 'filthy magazines' in akkuns room where his mom had found- making him to be unintentionally framed by makoto

๑ kisaki has a shit tone of books about manipulation and how to read people, how to carefully plot plans and use everything and anything to his own advantage even if things don't work out

๑ the reason why shion get frequent stomach aces is cause he has a bit of sweet tooth, he doesn't get hungry often so he forgets to actually eat a propper meal sometimes but when he sees something sweet and colourful he can't help but take more than a peck at it.

๑ at some point mitsuya accidentally knocked over a massive jar of beads over at the sowing club and took 2 hours collecting each one

๑ when taiju first started mending to his restaurant he had a bit of a high temper and would crack easily to his new employees if they spilled something or cut up a carrot with incorrect sizes, but after getting used to owning a business he somehow became the 'best boss' and grew to be pretty chill even if someone does a mistake - unless if it's a continuous mistake, then he'll get pissed

๑ taiju had a massive fixation with sharks and cool, colourful looking fish when he was younger. going to aquariums on a daily basis and as a kid he had collected little figurines of sharks, orcas and killer whales that he displayed. up till now he still have one of the shark toys displayed on a shelf since it was his all time favourite.

๑ yazuha hates bugs (cannon) and at some point she saw a weird looking incest in the bathroom and was begging hakkai to kill it or simply get it away for her but even he was disgusted by it so they kept on going back and forth about what to do about it before they both decided to team up and tackle it together. yazuha put a cup over it but while doing so the cup got knocked over from her shaky hands causing the both of them to scream as the bug started to move about but hakkai quickly put the cup back over it. they had to take a small breather and relax a little from the nerves before following through any more.

๑ Hina has a small collection of cute keychains, some of them are small plushies and a few are her favourite characters and others are random, small objects. she has some hanging on many different bags, her keys and a few hanging on thumb tacks that are stuck in a cork board on display

๑ Hina is really confrontational about anything that bothers her for other people's sake, in class most people try not to say anything rude about other people knowing that she'll over hear and they'll get their ear bitten off by her. cause of this she's kinda like the school hero against the bullies.

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[noroi1000]

Hello Noroi ! I’m the anon who requested vengeful love. it was amazing i loved it. i hope you’re doing well. Could i get a gojo oneshot where it’s like biker!gojo and a part time model reader who’s very famous in the campus. so like they’re in university. so the main plot could be fake dating w gojo but then it’s kinda different where gojo falls first but harder too lmao ? yeah. but yeah no smut really needed BUUUUT you could add suggestive flirty moments where gojo is the shy one :P. ( sorry i’m a virgin bitchless gojo preacher forever ) also for attitude of reader it can be similar to the reader in vengeful love but more extroverted/outgoing and a little mean in a playful/harmless way. Yeah that’s all ig

Have a good day Noroi 🌻 lots of love ur way

Popular boy who looks at you

Summary: There was this one popular boy who suggested you go out fake. But for as long as you can remember, you've seen the way he looks at you. How he gets distracted around you. Because this "playboy" isn't really one.

You remember these people's words from the beginning of school. "Gojo Satoru is looking at you!"

Who exactly was Gojo Satoru?

He was that popular boy at school who had been keeping an eye on you since your first day here.

Your friends squealed when they saw him. They bought magazines with his photos.

A man who has a part-time job as a model. And not just any model... The model of the largest companies!

He is a student at the same university. As far as you know, his family is rich. He drives his own motorbike wherever he likes. This dark blue bike with purple lightning bolts on the side. All you had to do was walk past this bike and you felt like you were standing next to a beast. Two large motorbikes standing next to each other, and no one will even dare to go there and touch the expensive vehicles. Blue and purple and black and gold with a dragon. Didn't they, some friends, become a bard?

You and your best friend only had the same key chains on your bags.

To be honest, you weren't the queen of the school. But people respected you and liked you. That was the most important thing.

But since blue eyes are constantly focused on you, you make other girls jealous.

Gojo Satoru who often bumps into someone because he is looking at you and not the road in front of him.

Gojo Satoru who even hit a pole in his path because he was watching you talking to your friends.

But why should you care about some high school playboy who supposedly "has had so many girlfriends that their number is greater than the number of students at your university?"

Oh yes, you could believe it, but you weren't entirely sure. After all, he talked about how he had so many relationships.

Even though there were school speculations that he was lying.

However, there was one thing that became true.

That popular boy who had been looking at you for so long, he asked you if you could be his fake girlfriend.

Your brain was like "wtf?!" But your friend has decided. She convinced you to do it.

And you became the fake girlfriend of the most popular boy in school.

His reason was that his parents wanted him to have a girlfriend who didn't just want his money. You were nice, and he didn't think you were. Plus, you weren't empty like the others.

And his parents... They believed in your relationship! They were so happy! It was so nice to see the smile of the woman who was his mother. But there was doubt in you. Because at some point your fake relationship has to end.

He knows you and you know him. This was for you the most important thing. You could keep this game going as long as you need. But you're tired of playing his girlfriend.

Even though he looks at you with that look, he avoids it when you return the look. He turns away from you.

Is he bored with this game?

Even better for you. You won't have to worry about him, you'll just find a boy who will truly love you!

Can a person who plays badboy and playboy really fall in love with you? You didn't want to hurt his mother who was happy about your 'relationship'...

But unfortunately, on the day you wanted to end it, or even tell his parents the truth, you didn't have the heart to do it.

Because before you could do anything, your heart clenched as you learned the truth about Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru, the playboy from school. A model, someone who often even causes trouble. There were rumors that he would be a good fit for the mafia. Despite this, he had exemplary grades and excelled in exam results.

But in reality, Gojo Satoru is a boy who can flirt, but he is a loner by nature.

You learned everything from his mother.

After all, you are his 'girlfriend'.

Since he was born he has been a special child. But he had to grow up fast. His childish behavior is manifested by the fact that he began to play like a child at an older age. Addicted to sweets... He didn't like people who assumed they were weak right away. Everything he does works for him. His appearance is the reason that he became a model to start doing something. Slowly he was on the covers of magazines. He seems very confident, and he is. However, there was never anyone in his heart. He only has one friend who really understands him. There are no people who understand him. Because the world (physical and mental) he lives in makes it impossible for them to keep up with him.

However, his mother saw the change.

There is no longer Satoru whose smile is unwavering. He most often embarrassed someone. He was having fun, irritating someone, teasing someone. Always without a changeable smile. Gojo Satoru knew no fear. He didn't care what people thought of him. He only cared that he was a person who was different from everyone else and no one could threaten him.

Well, it was true. He was the best at everything...

Even though you weren't afraid of him, you felt small next to him. Just because he's tall and muscular.

And then you found out something that made you giggle or be surprised.

He never had a girl to bring home...

And he...

"Gojo Satoru is a Virgin?!" your friend screamed, almost choking on her drink.

He put a finger to his lips to silence her and looked around to see if anyone was watching or listening to you.

You're not cruel enough to spread rumors about your private life. Everyone thinks you're together.

"Shh! Maybe it's funny, but keep it to yourself! I do not know if it's true!"

If it were true, you could laugh at him just like when he laughed at you for feeling embarrassed to kiss him at school...

But then you got angry and you pulled his clothes to kiss him passionately.

So what if people were watching? You kissed him so suddenly to spite him. To at least try to embarrass him. And when you pulled away, you didn't see much of a change in his face. But it looked like he was holding something back. And his ears were pink...

Earlier you wondered why he left so quickly...

Isn't he embarrassed to kiss someone and be dominant, and when someone dominates him in a kiss, he suddenly starts blushing?

Don't say that... Gojo Satoru has that virginal innocence that shows when a girl initiates intimacy?!

Could it be that he likes to see others blush? But it's when you're direct and sudden with him that makes him blush?!

Can you shame him?

Isn't he sweet...?

"Earth to (y/n).” your friend called out, waving her hand in front of your eyes.

"Huh?"

"Did you look like you were starting to smile? Are you thinking about your handsome virgin boyfriend~?” She laughed.

"... Tell me... When did you know that you and Kento were in love?" you asked.

"... You know, Kento is different from Gojo... Kento is a serious, but internally soft person! That makes him perfect!"

"But-"

"Did I see that Gojo may have fallen in love with you? Yes! Girl, can't you see the cute little steps this guy is making?! Who would have thought that a guy as confident as him would be shy as shit when he falls in love with someone!

"Wait wait! This is not a real relationship! It will end the moment he realizes that this is the case!" You said quickly.

"I don't see him ever wanting to end it~." She wagged her eyebrows. "A proposition for you, take the first step and he won't be able to stand it and will confess everything to you! You just know... Take care of the situation and he will admit everything ~."

"Does this sort of thing work on Nanami–."

"These are my secrets! Take care of your boy because I think you like the thought of this big guy as your sweet boy who is madly in love with you." She whispered in your ear before walking away, leaving you with your thoughts wandering.

All you could think about was what had just happened. Does she really see what's going on between you?

Gojo is often weird! But you can't say anything else about you... You're weird because you agreed to become his fake girlfriend.

And now you find out that he fell for you?

What were these events in your life?! It didn't make any sense! It was supposed to be an ordinary arrangement that could never last forever! So why do you feel like this arrangement between you is no longer real?

This has been going on for... Almost a year, right?

His family treats you as one of them... He acts so naturally around you...

And then there was the matter of why he chose you as his candidate for a fake girlfriend...

It was also something you might have wondered about.

There are so many girls like you or even better! Why did he choose you?!

The narrator is rushing you to answer now.

Because ever since he saw you, he felt his heart start beating faster. Your smile when you talked to your friends. Your slight dark side which clearly showed that you are not a shy girl. You're not afraid to get a little carried away. But you weren't the kind of girl who would do anything for fun either.

You were just perfect.

What's more, you didn't pay attention to him like others did.

He was the most popular at school. Every girl had hearts in their eyes when they saw him. But not you.

Sure, you thought he was handsome. But it wasn't like adoring him for nothing. You were nice and natural to him.

Everything you did was beautiful. You were beautiful.

That's why he couldn't take his eyes off you.

That's why he wanted you.

But despite this, he pretended to be unfazed by what was happening between you. He was trying to do this to see if you could like him as much as other girls.

His plan to play macho almost backfired when you were one step ahead of him, making his cheeks begin to blush.

It's a different feeling kissing someone just like that and kissing someone you have feelings for. This is something completely different.

That's why when he got a boost of self-confidence, he went to you.

He knew you were talking about something with your friend who later left. He paid no attention to her. Because he was thinking about what he had to think about. About what he should do and say.

But when you didn't turn around once as he walked towards you, he felt that this might be a little harder than it seemed...

Standing behind you, he placed a large hand on your head, waiting for you to look at him.

With his eyes almost closed, he saw your eyes move to his. And he gave you a big smile.

"Hey, baby. Shall we go for a ride?" he asked, pointing his thumb at the school gate.

You knew what that meant.

And to clear your mind you had to agree.

____

The motorbike engine wasn't so loud when you were thinking about something else.

His helmet was on your head while he was riding without it. Your arms wrapped around his waist as you didn't even pay attention to the flashing lights around you.

You didn't even know where he was taking you.

But you thought you could do a little test.

Your hands slid lower, drawing small patterns on his stomach before moving down to his lower abdomen.

"(y-y/n)...?" He called out loud enough for you to hear him.

"Focus on the road." you said, pressing one finger on the muscle above your belly button.

Did you have the impression that he really started breathing differently?

Did his heart beat a little faster when you held your cheek on his back?

It was sweet...

You couldn't see much from this angle with you being behind him. But you were sure he wasn't unmoved.

Because Gojo Satoru blushes when you're direct.

You may not have seen it, but his face became nervous and red. Your smaller fingers rubbing his stomach? You touched him as low as ever! And you've never even had sex with him!

He was almost unfazed when he saw women on the beach in very revealing swimsuits. But the one time he saw you in your underwear, he had a pants party...

He couldn't stop thinking about you until he put his hand down his pants and went to the bathroom.

But he still remembers the sight of your body in black underwear you had. He didn't even come into the room while you were changing, only he saw a small fraction of it.

But after days of fantasizing about you, when he finally saw you in person, his reaction was intense.

Because this high school playboy is so in love with you that the fact that you are closer to him for a little while will make him do somersaults with happiness.

But it doesn't change the fact that he is surprised by your brave gestures. Especially when you do it specifically to irritate him.

Just like now your fingers were massaging his stomach.

It would be easier if you accepted his true feelings! Then he could act as he wanted as your boyfriend! And now you have established boundaries! He didn't want it this way! He wanted you to be his girlfriend and his closeness would be there for you anytime and anywhere! He would provide you with everything!

Once you accept it...

For a year he has been showing his area at school. For a year he has been marking the territory that other boys can enter. And he is highly respected at school.

No one could approach you because he was with you and yours.

Like a guard dog.

He was dangerous to protect you. But with your sweet words and touch, he became a puppy. So eager for what you have for him. He melted. He was a mess.

Cheeks slightly pink when you complimented him or touched him.

Maybe it was weird, but it was the real Gojo Satoru. A man who loves your attention too much. Even though he was dangerous all around, because he fell in love with you, he became a shy boy who brings a gift to his crush.

And you... You were his love...

Seeing a three-second gap between the moving cars, he accelerated and took a sharp turn into a smaller street, driving there as if he had known this road for years.

The higher you were, the more trees you saw. And that seemed as weird as it did cool to you.

Your arms were wrapped around him as you began to look to the sides, realizing that you were higher up, in a small forest.

Until suddenly he stopped and turned off the engine.

"Where are we?" you asked, taking the dark helmet off your head.

He nodded towards the open space to your left.

You got up from the bike slowly and walked to the metal barrier to see the panorama of the city in the sun.

"I didn't know there was a place like this here." You told him, looking at the distant buildings.

"Maybe we should spend more time together then. I know a lot of places you don't know about." He said.

Looking at him, you saw his small smile as he leaned against the seat of the bike. His dark glasses low on his nose.

"We already spend a lot of time together and you've never shown me anything!" you laughed and took a few steps towards him.

His hands reached for your waist and he moved to him, placing your legs between his knees.

"I want more." He replied, looking into your eyes.

"You want more?" You hummed and leaned down, grabbing the collar of his red t-shirt.

Suddenly you kissed him and then pulled away. Your fingers stroked his chest.

You giggled at the sight before you. Running your thumb over his lower lip, you licked your lips.

"You look quite cute when your cheeks are rosy." you told him, and then he realized that he was blushing.

Yep... It's when you're direct that it makes him a mess.

His mind processed your words for a few minutes before he blushed a little more.

And your hands rubbed his thighs.

You were alone here. Could you...

His face became redder and the muscles in his thighs trembled under your touch.

Even though he seemed a little against it, his body was showing you that you could do whatever you wanted.

He wanted your first intimate encounter to be at some romantic moment. In a moment of euphoria. And not when you just want to have fun.

But he couldn't say no to your touch. Because your hands felt so nice on his body. Always been like that.

You fit his arms perfectly. And your smaller hands always felt so good on his body. Even though all you did was accidental touches, holding hands, hugging, sometimes kissing. He felt something like that.

But he could imagine your hands roaming all over his body, without exception.

How would you react to his body?

Your index finger stopped just above his belt buckle and you stepped back, looking at his red cheeks and ears.

Just like you thought, you touching him like that means a lot to him.

"(y/n)..." He murmured and reached for you with his hands.

"First tell me what you want from me now." you said with a small smile.

You didn't know what exactly to expect.

But you couldn't have expected what he actually said.

"I want you to be my girlfriend." He said, looking straight into your eyes.

"...I'm already?" you laughed lightly.

"No no. I want you to be my real girlfriend."

He must be joking, right?

You feel good with him and you don't have any intrusions when he is your boyfriend. But did he of all people have to say it?

You thought he might say he wants sex now...

"I want you to be with me for real. Because I love you…” The small pink in his cheeks didn’t fade as he waited hopefully for your response.

With a small smile, you leaned into him, placing a kiss on his forehead.

And before you saw the disappointment in his eyes, you kissed his lips, letting him hold you as close as he wanted.

Love is not a hare, it will not run away. You are sure that you will love it as much as he truly loves you.

And he showed it to you in these little steps from the beginning. To now finally show you all this in three words.

This is the end of your fake relationship with the popular boy at school who looked up to you.

He fall in love with you. So you can fall in love with him. And this will be really quick.

Because you already started loving him.

[heyhihellosworld]

𝗣𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗲𝗿

Lewis Hamilton x reader

Word count: 4,2k

Summary: Your first assignment in your new business seems to be a little too good to be true thanks to one British guy.

Warnings: Fluff, smut

Notes: First time I wrote for Lewis but it was pretty fun. I think this is my first fic without angst, wow. This has been in my drafts for months because I never seemed to be able to finish it but finally I did, its not the best. The smut is horrible as well, sorry x

"Are you ever gonna let that camera go?"

You rolled your eyes at your friends remark, she had been a pain in the ass the whole day. Nagging you about seeing the real thing but you didn't mind her. Photography was why you where here in the first place.

"No, this is what I do, remember?"

You watched up just in time to see her eyes roll, your own almost hurting to not do the same. "Can you at least put it down so we can go and eat, I'm starving" she tried, a whining strain to her voice.

"Only if it makes you shut up" you grumbled, giving her a grin to let her know you were joking with her. "Yeah yeah" she chuckled, clapping her hands together as you put your camera down in its case gently.

"Finally"

You shook your head at her, flinging an arm around her shoulders as you let the camera dangle from your neck "so what do you wanna eat?"

-

You settled for a sandwich in one of the cafeterias around the paddock, sitting in two of the chairs close to the track while chatting. There was nothing going on at the moment, practice two was just done here in Silverstone.

Your friend seemed in a much better mood after your food and didn't bat an eyelash as you told her you had to get some more photographs around the track. She was more interested in going around to look for drivers since you had access to all the space thanks to your job.

"Then we will go around the garages" you promised, smiling as her face lit up. She had agreed to come this first time since you were too nervous to go alone, she din't know shit about f1 but she found the drivers hot, of course, so she had agreed and despite her ranting and whining from time to time you were grateful she was here. This whole experience was gut wrenching as it was and to be lonely all weekend would have made it even more so.

She stayed in the seat on her phone as you started to move away in the paddock. Getting some close ups on the track and facilities. You had just started in the business, driving your own photography company. It had been rough in the beginning and really scary but with the support of your family and friends you had thrown yourself out there and gone for it and it had already paid off.

So far it was all good, you had gotten multiple assignments, surely pretty small ones like a one to one photo shoot and a couple shoot but it was rolling. This was your first bigger assignment, an assignment taken on from a magazine regarding Formula one and so here you were, photographing and plating their magazine and website.

You pull your phone out to text your friend to meet you by the garage while you walked into the corner. You didn't know a lot about formula 1, probably even less than your friend but you had googled the basics in panic the day before you went to not look like a complete fool, but it was still very new.

You leant against the wall in the far corner, it was pretty calm in the paddock right now, most people being inside their garages, eating or just relaxing in their motor-homes. You flicked through some of the photos you had taken, you were really happy with the result so far. You had all you needed of the race-track and the paddock ones were almost done. Now you needed more inside photos, something that couldn't have been taken by anyone.

You angled your camera again zooming in on the person that where now walking straight to you. He was looking up in the sky as he walked, his cap low and hair sticking out from the back, he was smiling lazily, hands in pockets and he looked amazing, at least through your lence.

You quickly snapped a couple of photos, seeing how the action got his attention, now looking straight at you as you snapped some more before his face turned confused and the pictures didn't turn out as great anymore.

You lowered the camera again, flicking through the few pictures and you couldn't help but smile at how good they looked. This was what you needed.

"Uh, excuse me did you just take pictures of me?" Your head snapped up, falling out of your happy bubble as you were face to face with the man. You swallowed, not really knowing what to say. "Uh-I yeah? Is that not okay?"

The man shook his head "No no, it's all good just weren't prepared for it"

You nodded, smiling up at him, he was definitely as good looking in reality as in your lence. You forced your eyes down, flicking the first pic up on your screen "They got really good, look"

He reached down, a smile making it's way on his face as he hummed "It's really good actually, you think I can get that?"

You thought it over before shrugging "yeah sure"

He got stuck in thoughts, "eh, I can't really give you my phone number..."

You chuckled "Well then it's gonna be hard"

He nodded, "Are you gonna post them somewhere, maybe you can send them on Instagram?"

"Yeah sure, can't guarantee the quality but sure, what's your name"

He blinked at you, one two three times making you feel stupid. "What?"

"Aren't someone who is here to photograph supposed to know the drivers?" he chuckled teasingly, his eyes sparkling as he showed his perfect line of teeth.

"Oh"

Heat covered your cheeks as you realized your mistake

"Lewis Hamilton" he grinned, chuckling as he saw you write it down. "Well that's actually fantastic" you hummed, impressed by yourself even more now, not only a good picture from the inside but an amazing picture of a driver, well done.

"Not to be rude or anything but it dosen't seem like you belong here on a daily basis"

You smiled at him, loving how natural he was to speak with. "Well no not really. I have just started my new assignment to take photos for a magazine and website about formula 1 so here I am. I have never seen the sport before and I have absolutely no clue on what's going on"

He smiled sweetly. "Well, if you want too I can take you around into Mercedes and maybe show you this side of the paddock?"

Your eyes flicked to him, surprised over his offer "Really?"

"Yeah of course, consider it payment for the nice picture"

You chuckled, humming at him "Then it's better be good"

His smile widened as he nodded "It will, come on"

You followed him on the way, it was still fairly empty. Your eyes got stuck on his side profile, he was gorgeous in a way not many where, everything about his face fitting perfectly together, his eyes the softest ones you had ever laid eyes on and his whole person was just.. beautiful.

"So, what's your name?" he asked, looking at you as you quickly moved your eyes to your camera, flicking and clearing through the pictures. "Y/N" you hummed

"So what's this job you've got?"

"Well actually it's my own business. I created my own company a few months ago to be able to do what I wanted to but under my own terms"

"Wow that's really cool" he hummed making you scoff. "What are you saying, you're a freaking race driver" you chuckled, seeing him flash a smile "It's different things"

You arrived at the Mercedes garage and you immediately snapped your camera up, you had gotten strict directives that you couldn't photograph any details nor while they where working on something specific. You could photograph staff and drivers but all photos had to be gone through by the teams before being posted.

You took some stray photos of the workers, the car and on Lewis's back as he walked further into the garage. You pointed the camera down for a little while as he showed you through the area, he told some stories about Mercedes, showed different mechanical things and talked you through the basics of a race weekend. You didn't know whether it was because it was an actual interesting sport or because of the guy who was telling you about it all but you were intrigued.

Lewis dragged you around, watching as you stopped to take pictures every now and then before you left the garage, going out on the street again where your friend was waiting with a sour look.

"Shit i'm so sorry"

She only raised her eyebrows with a small shake of her head but the smile betrayed her. Her eyes snapped and face fell as her eyes landed on Lewis behind you, mouth slightly open as she stared at you. "That is why you left me here?!"

"He showed me around the garage" you chuckled, leading her towards Lewis who looked at the two of you "Right, okay if my friend comes along for the rest of the tour?"

"No of course not" Lewis smile, showing his perfect line of teeth. "Lewis"

Your friend introduced herself, still looking at him like he was from another world.

"Right, I will just run in and grab my water bottle, wait here" Lewis smiled, jogging back into the garage whilst your friend turned to you.

"Wow" she breathed, looking at you with big eyes whilst you chuckled "Who is that?!"

You grinned at her, pursing your lips "Lewis Hamilton, a driver"

She whistled, shaking her head "unbeliveable"

You couldn't help but laugh at her astonishing look. "Calm down, I took a picture of him, we chatted for a few seconds and he offered to take me on a tour around the paddock so I could take some more pictures" you explained, her smile only widening

"Seriously? He offered?"

You shrugged at her excited face "Well yeah, but only because he wanted the picture"

"Sure only because he wa-"

"I'm back, let's go" Lewis smiled as he jogged back up to you. You flashed him a smile before looking at your friend in warning before following Lewis along the road. "If you see any drivers tell me" you hummed, taking your camera in your hands to have it ready to shoot.

"One coming up" Lewis smiled, pointing at a red clothed man standing outside the garage he probably was a part of.

-

He took you both around the circuit, pointing out in different garages and telling you about them. You sneaked shots here and there, found many of the drivers and filled your camera with perfect photos.

It was really funny to talk with him and it shocked you how humble he was and how natural it was to talk with him. You felt satisfied as you returned to the Mercedes garage.

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"He totally wants you" your friend grinned as you watched Lewis walk back to his motor-home to attend a briefing.

You scoffed, looking at her with an eyeroll "absolutely not"

"He does and you totally want him too" she giggled clapping her hands together dramatically. "Shut up"

"I mean I don't blame you, he is fucking unreal but don't try to deny it"

You were just about to talk back to her as your phone interrupted you, hands as a reflex taking it out from your back pocket.

"Who is it?"

Your eyes searched the screen, a smile threatening to break through as Lewis had texted you his number on Instagram.

"He sent me his number"

"And you said he doesn't want you, dummie" she said seriously watching as your face broke out into a huge smile as you read Lewis text

"Thank you for today, it was lovely x"

You saw Lewis the next day as well, after he had texted you to say thanks you had continued texting, the conversation ending in him asking for you both to eat lunch the coming day. An offer you gladly accepted.

The lunch had been smooth, conversation had flowed and after your friend had gotten an unexpected call that lasted for a suspiciously long time you had continued on your own with the British man, learning a few more personal things and having to stop yourself from staring him down as he sat so casually in his chair, looking too good.

It was going towards the end of the weekend and all your photos were done, having today to choose which ones to use.

"So, how many should you have on the track?" Lewis questioned, looking over the exemplars you had printed out of the material "Uhm I can choose but I thought like five?" you murmured, feeling his eyes on you as you scanned over the pictures.

He nodded, humming as he weaved through them, "this one?"

"Nah it's too dark" you disagreed, picking up two other instead "do you think these two goes together?"

A nod confirmed what you had asked and you smiled up at him. "Thank you for helping me this weekend, it's honestly been so much fun" you admitted bashfully, looking down on the chosen pictures with heat covering your cheeks. "No worries, it's been a pleasure" he smiled, watching as you divided the chosen pictures to the others in different folders before putting them back in your bag.

"Anyway, I won't hold you up anymore since i'm guessing you should go get ready for the race?"

"Probably should.." he admitted "but there are no rush" he added, his eyes looking over you intently.

You didn't really now what to say so you stood up, watching as he did the same with an unsure expression over his face before he turned confident, grinning at you as he walked so he stood before you.

"Hey, I forgot to show you my drivers room. I'm sure it would be a big plus if you could get that onto the layup" Lewis suggested, his eyes boring into yours seriously. You knew exactly what he initiated and were his thoughts were going but it didn't face you because it was exactly what you'd been thinking to, what you had wanted since the second you landed your eyes on him.

You thought it over for a second but it was not hard to know what you wanted. "Yeah maybe that would give me a favor" you hummed, looking up at him with a smug grin. He flashed you a quick smile before grabbing your arm and leading you over the paddock and to the Mercedes garage.

This time he didn't talk nor show you around just ushered you into his drivers room, closing and locking the door behind him

"Just for some privacy" he grinned as you jokingly raised your eyebrows at the man.

"Of course" you chuckled meeting him as he walked towards you. "You need to say no if you don't want this"

"I want this" you hummed, loving how his breath fanned your face and how his eyes sparkled in the light.

"Fuck your so sexy" he groaned as you bit your lip, blinking up at him innocently.

You couldn't stop your huge grin as you let your hands crawl up his body to his hair, one hand pulling him down to you so that you could meet his lips.

He answered the kiss immediately, not hesitating a single second before absolutely devouring you, kissing you with a brutal force. His teeth clashed with yours, his tongue swiping over your lips before fighting its way into your mouth, challenging yours for dominance.

His body pressed into you making you feel all of him. He walked you backwards until you reached the couch where he spun you around, sitting down on the couch before urging you to sit on his lap.

You stared down at him, his intense look almost daring you to sit down and take control.

You bent your head down, tilting his chin up with your hand before your mouth met his again. This time you put up a fight, trying to gain the dominance but he had the upper hand, slowly guiding you to straddle him, getting all the control back. He pulled back slightly, looking into your eyes with an amused glint, lips tilting into a smirk.

"I let you straddle me and suddenly you think you can take control?" he tutted, stroking your chin with his thumb. "That's not how it works here sweetie" he murmured, his voice making your eyes roll in annoyance.

He tutted again, his fingers brushing up over your chest, teasingly running over your collarbone until he wrapped his fingers around your throat, not squeezing but just holding while he stared into your eyes.

One of your hands came to hold his hand over your throat, staring back at him, challenging him but deep down you knew you didn't stand a chance.

He kissed you again, holding you still with his hand as he took control without a problem. You hummed into the kiss, letting your other hand travel up his body and to his neck, combing your fingers through his hair and pulling him more firmly against you. Your hips started to move against him looking as his face faltered for a moment, lips parting slightly and eyes falling close at the stimulation.

"Hmm" you teased, grinding against him again, even harder than the first time, loving the small sound he let out as you did so. His hand squeezed around your throat, like a warning to not get ahead of yourself, but you loved that little control you'd gained from your movements.

The other hand that wasn't around your throat flew to your hip trying to control your movements. This time it was you who tutted, taking his hand of your hip and holding it down. You knew you didn't stand a chance if he really wanted to keep it there but he let you do as you wanted at the moment.

"Enjoy it whilst it lasts" he said lowly squeezing your throat again but it only made you smirk. Lips catching his again, moving softer against them this time, sweetly licking his bottom lip before entangling your tongue with his, humming into his mouth.

He had enough as you sucked down his neck, small purple marks littering his throat, his eyes closed involuntarily, his breath getting heavier as you found the right spot.

"Okay okay I think you have gotten enough" he growled, standing up with you before close to dropping you down on the couch again, quickly climbing on top of you, completely controlling you body as he gripped your neck and slammed his lips against yours, hips grinding roughly into yours making you pant. You were so so ready for him to do something, anything.

Lewis felt the same, dick impossible hard straining in his jeans. His hands tugged at the fabric of your shirt snatching it off your body simply and quickly, a gasp leaving your mouth at the rough movement.

He unbuttoned your jeans but before he could tug them off you stopped him, his eyes snapping to yours with worry he had crossed a boundary but you just smiled, stroking his chin before tugging on the button of his t-shirt. Feeling slightly vulnerable being the only one bare.

He immediately caught on to what you wanted and tugged the shirt over his head, throwing it down on the floor.

You drank in his bare torso, fingers reaching out to touch his stunning body. Fingertips tracing his many unbelievably sexy tattoos, sliding over his defined muscles slowly. Slowly teasing his torso before slowly sliding down to where his jeans sat, fingers dipping in the hem of them, Lewis watched your every move, letting you take your time to touch him and feel him up. He didn't actually have that much time but he didn't care, he would take the time.

Your hands reached his zipper, his eyes trained on your hands, a deep breath exhaling as you unzipped and pushed his jeans down.

He stood up, stepping out of his jeans before snapping back into action. His fingers unzipped your jeans and helped them off of you, drinking in your bare body with widened eyes.

"You're really really beautiful" he murmured, leaning over you again as he mouthed wet kisses up your side. "You are too" you murmured back, meeting his lips in a soft sweet kiss.

He gently rolled on top of you again, helping you crawl up so you were half sitting against the arm of the couch, his hands gently squeezed your boobs through the material of your bra and soon one of the hands abandoned your torso, moving down to your thigh.

His eyes met yours with a serious question hanging in them but all you did was nod, it was what you wanted, what you needed. With that his hand slid upwards, gently rubbing your sensitive clit over the rough material of your lace panties. Your eyes closed shut at the sensation, lips parting as a heavy breath came through.

You opened your eyes long enough to see his cocky smirk but you didn't feel like stopping him to put him in his place, not when what he did felt so good.

You bucked your hips, trying to signal for him to take them off. Lewis looked at you with hot eyes, licking over his bottomlip before his fingers moved upwards, slowly peeling your underwear off.

You couldn't help but let out a small huff as you core was exposed to the cold air. You'd never felt so needy before and especially not after only seeing the guy for barely a weekend. It was like your body was on fire from his touch and you were drunk on the feeling

When he didn't move into action again but only looked at you you lost patience, grabbing his wrist to make him touch you again.

The deep chuckle he let out was set to annoy you but when his fingers circled your clit again it was all forgotten.

"Fuck Lewis" you whined, your hips moving on their own accord to make him touch you just right. "That's it?" he murmured, eyes searching for yours. You didn't answer with more than a hum eyes glazing over.

"Okay stop" you breathed as you felt your orgasm coming, not wanting to come already.

Lewis looked at you confused, not seeing why he couldn't make you cum like this but he didn't question it, stopping as you wished.d

"Can you tell I haven't been laid in months?" you chuckled, trying to gather yourself from the overwhelming feeling.

Lewis chuckled, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear before connecting his lips with yours again. You let your hands explore again, feeling him down his stomach, loving the way his tense muscles felt under your fingertips.

You let them dip into the hem of his boxers, teasing him before snapping the clothing back onto his skin. You loved the way he looked at you, the way his eyes dilated and the way his tongue stuck to the side of his lips. He was mesmerizingly beautiful but he was just as hot.

He quickly discarded his boxers, tired of the material stopping you both and you gave him a cheeky grin as you watched him before your hand started to stroke him gently.

The moan he let out stuck in your ears as you continued. Not getting to carry on for too long as he soon pushed your hand away "need to be inside you" he breathed, your skin fluttering in anticipation.

-

"Fuck, fuck fuuuck" you groaned, your whole body arching as he bottomed out inside of you.

It felt timeless as he thrusted inside of you. Your eyes fluttering shut every other moment and all that left your mouth was moans and whines.

You felt drunk on him, something you hadn't felt in a very long time and something you wouldn't expect to feel after the pretty causal weekend you'd spent together. But it was all pent up tension and excitement.

You couldn't tell how long time had gone as Lewis trusts became erratic, his small moans and breathy breaths getting more and more pressured and his head fell back more and more. When he lifted your legs over his shoulders it was a done deal, your moans getting stuck in your throat, your eyes rolling as you came hard, making Lewis cum with you only moments later. His deep groan filling the room.

You didn't know where he had went, to tired to care as he had murmured something after pulling out of you but when you felt the bed dip you opened your eyes, turning to look at him.

"You're really beautiful" he murmured lowly, one hand stroking your face lovingly as your eyes felt to heavy to keep open

"You are too"

[sunasjellyfruit]

Designer!bf Tsukki

I already had this on my drafts NGL. Also, bringing this because my bestie is obsessed with this mean Blondie so I decided to surprise her.

Warnings: non that matter. Romance, fashion, bit of wedding talk.

Designer!bf Tsukki who met you during the Tokyo fashion week. He invites you to a party that is celebrated after the runway and you, who were invited there by a friend, had no idea of how to be around those people in such a weird situation. However, Tsukki notices and rapidly drags you out of the place (so you don't feel uncomfortable).

Designer!bf Tsukki who starts asking you in order to know you better, and soon discovers that even if you have no relationship with the fashion world, you have an amazing fashion sense.

From then on, your relationship started to grow stronger and closer, as he trusts you most of his designs, asking for your opinion and even inviting you to relevant events with influential people.

Designer!bf Tsukki who confesses one night, claiming that you're his muse, his inspiration, his source of new ideas.

Designer!bf Tsukki who, once you start dating and people start wondering who you are, (and even if he won't hide your relationship) leaves it up to you whether you want to explain anything to the media or not.

Designer!bf Tsukki who, at some point of your relationship, offers you to be his model, and if you agree he'll make an entire collection just for you; you're his star.

Designer!bf Tsukki who has to travel a lot due to his job, so you two usually spend long periods of time apart from each other. In those occasions he makes sure to bring you something from each new place; sometimes it's a mug, a post-card, in special occasions a brand new fashion item (a pair of fancy stilettos, some jewellery...)

At some point the media attempts to get into your relationship, writing about you and who you are, exposing photos of him with other women (work partners from the fashion industry)... And even if you know most of it are inventions and lies from magazines and the media, Tsukki makes sure to leave every situation clear with you.

Designer!bf Tsukki who, now that he has finally fallen in love (quite hard) is not going to let lies from the outside get into his relationship.

Designer!bf Tsukki who is a bit like a sugar daddy, but with feelings involved. You know.

Designer!bf Tsukki who is probably not a big fan o PDA (public demonstrations of affection). Will hold your hand, but kisses are only in semi-public or private spaces. His "mean-look" is enough not to let any other man approach you if they have any interest.

Designer!bf Tsukki who is dominant and powerful, and he's not gonna share his partner.

For Designer!bf Tsukki you are his muse, so after quite some time together (let's say, a year or two) he asks you to participate on his runways, being the main model. After all, the clothes are made for you, so you're the most shining star in the show.

Designer!bf Tsukki who gets very emotional the night he asks you to marry him, probably on a special date.

Designer!bf Tsukki who prepares everything with anticipation, but ends up getting nervous and improvising, which made you chuckle through the entire speech.

Designer!bf Tsukki who insists on designing your bride dress, but you reject the idea reminding him that then the unique effect of seeing you as a bride would lose its effects.

Designer!bf Tsukki who ends up agreeing with the condition that he gets to choose the designer. Yes, a personal designer.

Designer!bf Tsukki who just wants the fest for the person who enlights his life and career.

[levenlike11]

professional player suna x famous reader (they/them pronouns used) drabble! hope you enjoy🫶🏻 sorry for the inactivity, my brain refuses to work these days🥹

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"do you think people will recognize me here?" suna shows you a picture the paparazzi took of you two together on your date last night. you have no idea how they even recognized you since the photo was taken at 1 a.m. in pitch black dark on a narrow street in the city, where you thought no one would come at that hour.

"no one's that obsessed with you to know you from your back and ass." you scoff, sliding down on the flood of articles titled "y/n and their new partner spotted at midnight"

"some people are but anyways-" you roll your eyes. "what does the articles say?" suna asks, pushing his body closer to yours so there's not a single inch left between your sides. you push him away from you which makes him pout and he takes your phone from your hand.

"you have your own phone to use rin, leave mine alone." you try to reach for your phone but fail miserably when he turns his body the other way. damn him and his too long arms.

"after an interview with *** magazine, y/n had denied any rumors about their dating life. it seems that was just a bluff, seeing how we can easily say that's them in the picture, embracing a mystery person in the middle of the night." suna reads aloud and turns off your phone.

"you got away again." you huff and take your phone back, logging into your profile. "i lost thousands of followers in one night, i'll probably lose a lot more." you put your phone on the nightstand and throw yourself on the bed, suna joining you soon after.

"i'm sorry baby, i didn't think anyone would see us, i know you didn't too. you're always extremely careful to not cause a scene. they must have been following us for a long time for that picture, i'm surprised they didn't see who i was. at least you'll only deal with your disappointed fans and not mine too." he tries to look at the bright side and pats your head hoping it will help you feel better.

"my staff will be so angry too, like i told them to take a photo of us. they always ignore how hard i try." you push your face into your pillow.

"i feel bad that you have to deal with this alone." he rubs your back and you turn back to him.

"i have an idea. but it might just make things worse."

"do you want to tell everyone?" he asks and you nod.

"only if you want to as well though. i don't want you to feel like i pushed you into the situation. also my team and yours might get much angrier."

"at least we won't have to hide anymore. you can even come to my games and cheer for me!" he smiles, trying to look on the bright side again. you really wish to be as careless as him sometimes.

"so you don't mind?" he shakes his head. "like not at all? completely sure?" "hundred percent." he answers and hugs your side. "i want everyone to know i scored such a great, gorgeous, hardworking, pretty, nice, amazing partner." he smiles.

"they'll probably think i'm the lucky one for finding myself such a handsome boyfriend." you chuckle seeing how he grins after that and pick your phone back up from where it was.

"do you want to post something or should i?" you ask, opening instagram. he takes your phone, opens your photos and chooses a selfie you took last night with you smiling bright and a kiss mark on his cheek. he posts the photo with the caption "my mystery person<3" and you both ignore all the calls and texts you get all day, enjoying the freedom by going out to get food together, hand in hand.

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note: sorry this kind of sucks, trying to force myself out of a writing block (not working very well as you can see :/ ) hope you enjoyed it nonetheless, as always feel free to leave feedback and point out any mistakes!

[jyvnho]

Hii!!! I hope you’re having a good day/night..!

Can you do an Ateez reaction of their celebrity s/o doing a photoshoot for a major fashion brand (your choice<3) and the concept for the photoshoot is like.. sexy/smutty?

Thank you for reading !

⌕ ⋮ ateez' reaction to their celebrity!s/o doing an intimate photoshoot

✘ seonghwa

hype man for literal days — seonghwa absolutely adores seeing you dressed in close to nothing or even just clothes that leave little to the imagination. solo shoots are his fav, duo shoots however prove to be a different story...

✘ hongjoong

this man takes being a group leader very seriously... but he will skip practice in a heartbeat in order to guard support you in what you do best — that is being hot ofc (hongjoong love seeing you confident but it gives him a heart attack with how many eyes other than his are just eating you up

✘ yunho

i don't think yunho gets too jealous at the idea of others in the studio when you look the way you do — even if he is jealous, it's nothing compared to the other boys. yunho's there to hype you up between takes and to sneak his own photos so he can save them for later (his own little present he gets to look at daily before others get their hands on the magazines

✘ yeosang

yeosang enjoys your cover shoots whenever you're in the comfort of your makeup room — no prying eyes, no worries of other people taking in the sight that you are, and somewhere he can let his hands roam. when under the studio lighting, however, yeosang seems nonchalant but is watching everyone around him very closely just in case

✘ san

this man is eating it tf up — he stands off to the side and just basks in the sight of you looking so in tune with everything. san loves seeing you love yourself, he really does, so if you feel comfortable in your body, san is gonna be there in your corner 24/7. this man however is also the type who would bring one of the boys wooyoung to show you off or even send multiple photos of you throughout

✘ mingi

he tries to love it, he really does, but it just irks him in the wrong way to stand next to people that are directing your poses and those who will obsess over your photos for a few months before they're published — mingi would rather someone give him a camera and he'll take the photos and edit them himself, saving the best of the best for himself and publishing the ones you wish to publish (he's whiny and possesive okay?)

✘ wooyoung

lord knows that wooyoung cannot attend your shoots — if he's not the one modelling beside you, he cannot stand the idea of someone else doing a photoshoot with you (if it's a solo shoot he's a bit better with it) but wooyoung just wants you to himself... as much as he wants to attend them, he knows he cant hold himself back from being clingy or possessive so he supports from a distance

✘ jongho

quiet, unbothered very bothered, king who does nothing but support pout about how amazing you are when you're in the modelling mindset — but fr jongho is a more composed possessive boyfriend for the most part and knows to separate his personal thoughts from this work setting. the people are just doing their jobs, so as long as they make sure to capture how good you look, jongho tries not to think so hard about things

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[chiskz]

Chichi appeared on the cover of the latest issue of the Japanese magazine Omosan Street. She is the first Korean person to do so, making her also the first K-pop idol to be honored in this way.

In the magazine we will find a photo shoot and an interview.

《 ⬇️ INTERVIEW ⬇️ 》

Q: This is your first solo shoot for a Japanese magazine. Thank you for your participation!

🐯: No, thank you! It's really a great honor, I'm so happy to be here.

Q: You lived in Japan almost all your life, you grew up in Numazu and then moved to Kawasaki where you attended Senzoku Gakuen College of Music. You quickly became independent, didn't you?

🐯: Yes, you can say that. I never had a good relationship with my family, so cutting them off as soon as possible was the best solution. Sometimes you have to, even though it may seem difficult. I have fond memories of my time in Kawasaki. I always try to visit this city when I'm in Japan, although it's not always possible. I would like to take all my lovely members there someday. So far, I've only been there with Changbin, I.N, and Hyunjin.

Q: About your members - your next independent decision was to return to Korea, where you were actually just born. You've had your whole life in Japan, what made you make such a dramatic change?

🐯: Now that I think about it, it was probably a selfish decision *laughs* Dancing is my whole life and I can dance anywhere. However, after getting to know k-pop, I wanted something more, I wanted to have friends and show the world my love for dancing and singing. Just thinking about it was exciting enough that I didn't hesitate when I found out about the auditions for Stray 9th.

Q: But from what I remember, this was audition for the male group from the very beginning?

🐯: Yes it's true! But I didn't care. *laughs* I liked Stray Kids' debut and their other songs and just wanted to give it a try. Still, I didn't believe I could do it. I took advantage of the fact that the gender was not strictly defined in the requirements, but they could have rejected me precisely because I am a woman. But JYPe gave me a chance, which was an amazing twist.

Q: But you didn't want to try to get into the all-female group?

🐯: Male group, female group. Is there any difference? I trained harder than most men, lifted weights in competitions for a while. I didn't see a problem with my gender, I knew my abilities well. Also, choreographies for men's groups, their outfits and the most popular concepts appealed to me more.

Q: That sounds really bold and amazing. Especially since your main motto is breaking stereotypes, you really bring a lot of freshness to k-pop. You're the first female in the male group not to be labeled co-ed for this reason. Not having this status allows you to participate with the rest of the members in "boy groups" activities such as the Kingdom program.

🐯: Yes, it's true. When you talk about it that way, it really sounds amazing, although I would prefer that all groups have this opportunity. I would like to see more programs for both male and female groups to get to know each other better. Gender should not put barriers between us.

Q: You appeared in season two of Netflix's Alice in Borderland as Akane, an archer. It was definitely a turning point in your career. Can you share your thoughts on this with us?

🐯: When I was offered this role, I was ecstatic. I read the manga and watched the first season, so it was a dream come true to be in such a project. I must admit that constantly moving between Korea and Japan was difficult, additionally I still had to study and take part in Stray Kids activities. It was a difficult time, but it gave great satisfaction and a lot of joy, and above all, it was a great opportunity to develop and learn even better time management. However, I am glad that I had support from both Stray Kids and Alice in Borderland's cast.

Q: Who in Alice in Borderland's cast are you closest to?

🐯: They are all really wonderful people, but we have a special bond with Ayaka (Miyoshi). She is my good friend and I love her with all my heart. I wish I could see her more often!

Q: What was the hardest thing about being on this show?

🐯: I think the hardest part was playing the love interest *laughs* I didn't have much of a problem with the fight scenes, but faking feelings was an incredible challenge. I think I did pretty well in the end, Sho (Aoyagi) is a wonderful person who has given me a lot of support in this.

Q: You mentioned studying earlier. Is it true that despite your career and busy schedule, you took up university studies?

🐯: That's true. I've always wanted to study law, but it wasn't even remotely as important to me as dancing. However, the time spent with Stray Kids and being an idol made me realize that it won't last forever. I want to use this time to the fullest and best I can, but I also want to secure my future.

Q: This is a very responsible approach, certainly worth following.

🐯: Thank you. I know I don't always make the right choices, but this is one that I don't regret, no matter how hard things get sometimes.

Q: We wish you even more success, no matter which path you decide to go in the end.

🐯: Thank you very much and thank you again for the invitation!

[spencerreidhaze]

Pretty Boy

Summary: Derek dies on a case. Luke has big shoes to fill up.

Words count: 5.8k

Trigger warnings: death, grief, trauma, slightly bullying. angst and fluff.

note: it's my first text since like high school and it was YEARS ago. Also it's my first time ever writing in english. If you found this and read this, please give me some feedback. Enjoy xx

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There’s weight on his shoulder. There’s weight on his chest. There’s nothing on his mind.

Derek Morgan was supposed to get married this week next year. Derek Morgan is being buried today.

Spencer can’t force himself to look to his right. Can’t see his best friend’s fiancée. Can’t see his mother and sisters. He puts heavy, shiny, black coffin down and automatically bows his head, blinking so the tears messing up his view would go away. He takes a step back to line with Aaron, David and Will before returning to the crowd. Everyone at the scene is in tearful disbelief. Reid blankly watches as the coffin disappears in the ground. He feels Penelope holding his arm, crying on his shoulder. He feels tears on his own cheek, hears the priest talking and Savannah sobbing. He sees, feels and hears everything and he knows it’s gonna stay with him forever. He won’t be blessed with a sweet relief of the memories fading with time, like every other person around him will be in a few years. He is aware of the fact that 20 years from now he will be able to repeat every word that was said that day. He won’t forget the incenses smell, the ring of bells, the crying. He won’t forget Derek’s nephews heartbroken eyes. He won’t forget the fiancée, in all black, holding his mamma’s hand as they cry quietly, mourning the husband-to-be and an amazing son. Most importantly, he will vividly remember his best friend, a black suit covering the bullet hole in his chest, laying in a silk coffin pillows, dead from a shot that was not meant for him.

He shaked his head like a wet dog, when he walked out of the elevator. It’s been 7 weeks since Derek’s funeral. His first time back to work since the fatal case they were sent to. First time he won’t be blessed with “good morning pretty boy” and a cup of black coffee.

Reid walked through the door of the BAU bullpen, when he noticed someone new. Even though he was aware of the fact they will need another agent on the team, he was taken by surprise with his arrival.

- Spencer! – JJ smiled weakly, looking at him with worry – I missed you – he’s opening up his arms then closing her in a tight hug, eyes focused on the back of the head of a man sitting at a desk. The same desk that used to be Derek’s before he got his own office. The one next to Spencer’s. Even if he didn’t use it in over a year now, this desk was always Derek’s. No one got it after him. No one, until now.

- I missed you too – he finally said back, letting her out of his arms, forcing a smile to hide the thunderstorm of feelings in his head and heart – who’s that?

- That’s Luke Alvez. He is… - she started, glancing back at the new guy of the team.

- He’s Derek’s replacement – Reid finished before she could find better, less harsh words – it’s… it’s okey. We could see that coming.

He was right. He knew they were going to get a new member of the team. He was aware of the need for it. But expecting something to happen and witnessing it are two different things.

- Hi – he murmed not even looking at the new guy as he put his go-to bag under his desk. Instead of him, he looked at the desk. When Derek had it, it was covered in files, sports magazines, empty paper cups and protein bars wrappers. Right now there were two file case neatly put on the side, a small photo frame of a dog – Belgian Shepard if he wasn’t mistaken – and a big, military camo-themed cup of hot coffee. 

- Hi! You must be Spencer, doctor Reid. Right? – Big brown eyes were fully focused on him, checking him out not so discretly. Spencer couldn’t help but compare them to his late best friends' eyes.

- Yep. Yes, that’s me. And you are…?

- Luke. Luke Alvez. I joined the team last week. – he explained as Spencer took his seat. He only nodded, getting used to the fact, that there is someone new around. New member of the team. New member of his family. He wasn’t entirely sure if he likes that idea.

- The coffee shop next to bureau is way better than ours coffee machine one – he offered, not wanting to start the relation badly.

- I went there once and didn’t like it, was too strong. This one is no better, but free. I prefer going to Joe’s caffee but the one next to my place was closed last week.

Spencer nodded, putting a weak smile as a reply before focusing on the paperwork he was behind with. No matter how hard he tried, all he could think was they replaced Derek.

- I hate to say it, but we have a case – Hotch’s voice brought him back from his thoughts. He looked up at the unit chief and walked to the conference room without a word.

Derek’s gone. He has to accept that. The least he can do now is focus on the lives he actually can save.

- We can tell the unsub has a specific type – JJ said, looking through the four pictures of the victims. All male, white, skinny, dark blond or light brown curly hair.

- Yes, no doubt. Pretty boys in their 20s and 30s, kinda like Spencer.

Luke could feel everyone freeze in their places, looking discretly at the two of them.

- What? – He looked around not understanding why his comment was met with such a strange reaction.

- Don’t ever call me pretty boy again – Spencer’s voice, not louder than the whisper, was undeniably full of sadness. Alvez couldn’t see his eyes, hidden behind the curtain of soft looking curls. Reid seemed like focused on the files in front of him, but something told him, that it wasn’t the case interest making him do that.

- Okey… Okey, I’m sorry – Luke nodded, looking around as people were checking on Spencer before moving on, leaving Luke with even more questions.

It took them six days and one more victim to catch the unsub. Spencer was thankful to be able to go back home right after they finished, not waiting for the next morning. He curled on his seat, covered in dark brown, fluffy blanket and dozed off when he noticed someone sitting across the small table. He opened his eyes, looking at Alvez.

- Sorry, didn’t want to wake you – he said quietly – just can’t keep listening to David talking about Italian food. Makes me even hungrier.

- Alright – Spencer nodded slightly before fixing the blanket – you should get used to it tho.

- He does that…

- Nearly every time. It’s either food or old cars or Vietnam war – he forced himself to smile weakly, remembering the time David joined them and the constant bets with Derek, loosing way too much money on it.

- You were close with him, weren’t you? – quiet voice brought him back from the thought train.

Realizing he’s staring at the empty place, usually taken by Morgan, he looked back at the new companion.

- With agent Morgan. JJ told me – Luke explained, looking at him like he was a wounded animal.

Maybe – Spencer thought - that’s what he was.

- Yes – he confirmed, checking up the empty seat once again, before lowering the sight on the book on the table – he was my best friend.

- I just… I hope you know I don’t want to replace him by any means – Alvez spoke up again, looking directly at Spencer – I don’t want to be “new” him. But I know you might see me like that for a moment and it’s okey too. I just want you to know… I don’t know. I would like to be your friend too, eventually.

Spencer looked up at him, blinking the tears away for god knows what time this week.

- Thank you. – he couldn’t say anything else, as his voice threatened to break down.

- Of course – the older one replied with a soft smile, looking at the genius boy for a moment longer before focusing on his iPhone.

One month later

Spencer didn't know, how hard the first birthday of Derek gonna be, until they happened. June 6th was on Saturday and it seemed like it’s gonna be the only good thing about that day.

He looked at the glittery blue box in his closet, the gift he randomly got for him a little over a week before the tragedy. Ever since then he had it hidden in the closet, waiting for the day he would enter Derek’s and Savannah’s new house, singing happy birthday with Garcia holding a homemade cake.

The reality hit him, when he realized there won’t be any more candles to blow for him, instead there’s gonna be one on a cold stone with his name on it.

He put it back on the shelf the moment he heard a knock on the door.

Hesitantly he opened the door just to see Luke on the other side of it.

- Hi. Figured… Figured it might be a hard day for you – he started, looking at the younger man with empathy – thought you might want a fresh coffee and a doughnut?

Spencer looked at him for a second before opening the door some more. Luke walked into the apartment, looking around curiously.

- Sorry for the mess, I was not expecting guests – Spencer looked around, disgusted a bit by what he saw. Cleaning wasn’t recently the top priority for him and he started regretting it, as he noticed few empty cups, paper wraps and empty take out boxes on the table  

- Not a problem, seriously. How are you? – Luke put the donuts box on the coffee table.

- Holding on, I guess.

They both took their places on the couch, holding hot paper cups. Alvez opened the box of sweets and took the one with green sparkles on it.

- I lost a buddy too – he started after a moment, gaining Spencer’s attention – during a war. We met at training and then were signed together. Then during one mission… We fell into a trap. I was the lucky one to survive and the miserable one, watching as he dies in my arms with his blood on my hands.

- I’m sorry – that was all Spencer was able to say, looking at the older guy with mix of emotions he struggled to name, remembering his own friend with head on his lap, as he laid on the hard wooden floor bleeding out.

- My point is... I had no one to rely on, as every one was mourning the loss. But you Spencer… you don’t have to be alone.

Another soft, sad smile broke Spencer’s heart a little more. After a few seconds of hesitation, he decided to finally speak out.

- Pretty boy. That’s the nickname Derek gave me – he looked at Luke, just to make sure that it’s okey to share, before focusing on the cup in his hands again, blinking to get rid of tears – when I joined BAU I was 23 and the only reason they accepted my application was because of my intellectual… gift. I graduated academy not knowing how to properly hold a gun. Derek… Derek had the desk next to mine and for the first few days he was a total pain in the ass. Constantly called me “pretty boy” and God, I hated it. But even with the teasing and jokes and sarcasm… I noticed he was always there. One time we went on a case to Boston and there had been those two cops. They tried to mock me and underestimated every word I said. Most likely because I looked like I barely graduated high school when they were way taller and manlier than me. Derek… Derek was the first one to stand up for me. – he smiled sadly, wiping up a tear from his cheek – He yelled at them and humiliated them in front of every one. Pretty sure he was ready to throw punches if it wasn’t for Hotch. Anyway, that was the first time I realized he can be my friend and not only the guy I work with. That’s… that’s when he turned into my older brother. The nickname stucked and I knew I was safe when I heard him say that. I knew someone cares and is there to protect me when everything gets more… intense.

Luke nodded, looking at Spencer with sympathy. He already knew why Spencer has forbidden anyone call him pretty boy, but it was still good to hear him say it in his own words, his own emotions and stories.

- I’m not sure what to do now – a quiet confession left Reids mouth a moment later – he was putting up with me on so many levels both professionally and privately that now I don’t know what to do. There’s no one to call me those stupid two words anymore and I can’t believe I fought over them for a month. Now I miss hearing him say that. I miss what they meant. And it breaks my heart every day.

- I think – Luke started cautiously, looking at the genius next to him – that you won’t find another him. But just because there won’t be another Derek, doesn’t mean there won’t be another person to be there for you, protect you and… “put up” with you, as you described. You just need to let people into your life again and let us fill up the missing pieces as much as we can.

- Do you… Do you want to do that? – Spencer looked up at the man next to him with both hope and disbelief in his eyes – Fill up some place, I mean?

 Luke couldn’t help but smile the smile you use when you see an adorable child confused about the life around him. That was the same way Spencer was confused about him wanting to be friends.

- Of course, Spence. I would be honored if you let me.

All he could do was nod, before leaning on his shoulder for the first time, getting used to the new bound they found and could share.

Luke Alvez knew Spencer Reid was special the moment he heard about him from unit chief Aaron Hotchner months ago. The man referred to him as “doctor” despite the fact he was barely 30. Then he saw the desk next to his, totally covered in books and notes.

But he was absolutely sure he’s more than special the moment he saw him for the first time that day in the bullpen. Ever since he looked at the tall man, he tried to become his friend. He knew by the looks on the teams face and the way JJ hugged him that morning, that there would be nothing better in the world than being able to say “Spencer Reid is my friend”.

He was reminded of that the first time they had dinner over at Rossi’s, a week after their first case together. Aaron and JJ brought their kids with them and it was hard to look away, when Spencer was just right there, sitting on the bench with two little boys, showing them magic tricks and observing as their faces lit up just because they got the attention of the genius. It was a long time since he heard a laugh this carefree and loud and it made his heart grow, knowing who made these two little boys laugh so hard.

He watched him all night, interacting with the team and their spouses with nothing but care and love. The way Spencer protectively put an arm on Emily’s side as she tripped. The way he kissed JJ’s head when she hugged him. The way he laughed at Will’s unfunny jokes. The way he helped Rossi with the dishes after they ate amazing food. Everything he did was filled with affection and deep connection to the people around him. Every smile was genuine. Every gesture was natural. Spencer was nothing but love circling around them.

The only time his heart ached was when Spencer was left alone. These few minutes of loneliness on the patio with a glass of apple juice in hand and happy sparks in his eyes replaced with longing, as he looked up at the stars. He knew exactly who is he interacting with at that moment.

Eventually, he was able to say those words too. Spencer Reid was his friend.

After the shared pain, comfort and a few mint and chocolate donuts on Spencer’s couch he could surely say that this genius boy accepted him as one of his friends.

However, during the time of getting to know each other better, Luke knew that being his friend might not be enough. That maybe there was one thing better than the friendship – that’s being his partner.

At the very beginning he didn’t want to admit it, even to himself, that he might have a crush on the tall, skinny, younger man. Spencer Reid was straight, right? Luke had to accept that and direct his affection somewhere else.

June 6th was the day Spencer became him friend but also the day he could no longer use the same excuse he has been repeated to his heart whenever they aw each other. Everything thanks to Derek Morgan – again - and the disgustingly cute picture on the wall in the living room. Luke noticed it after the talk, when Spencer went to the bathroom to fix the contact lenses, messed up by the tears. It had to be taken years ago cuz the genius boy was even skinnier and the clothes he was wearing were way too loose on him. His hair was a bit longer too, covering part of his face as he shyly held a pink-purple-blue flag on a stick in his hand. Derek stood next to him with a sign “Bi the way, I’m a genius” with a glittery arrow pointed at Reid.

- This was my first and only pride parade. He took me there after they found out about my sexuality – unsure  voice broke the silence of the room. Luke looked at him and smiled a little.

- Didn’t you like it?

- I did, I guess… I was overwhelmed and confused but I didn’t hate it.

- Then why didn’t you go again?

Spencer shrugged his arms, sitting back on the couch before looking up with a soft smile.

- We planned but whenever there was one we were called on a case. So there was never really a chance. It’s alright tho. Derek and Penelope were happy to be there with me that one time and I guess I couldn’t ask for better first time anyway.

Luke only nodded, still processing the fact, that this pretty boy sitting on brown leather couch, wearing too big sweater and slim sweatpants was bisexual, therefore the crush he developed in him wasn’t as irrational as he tried to make it.

Six months later

- Don’t move – Luke looked at Spencer sitting on the edge of the bathtub, as he was changing his band aid. He hated the fact he wasn’t there when Reid got punched by the unsub, left with a cut on the eyebrow and black eye.

- I’m trying – he whined back, looking at him like an impatient child – are we done here?

- I would be by now if you didn’t move so much.

- I’m sorry. You could put a shirt on, you know – he complained as Luke took a step back to make sure the new band aid won’t fell off like the previous two Spener tried by himself.

- Why? You don’t like the view? – He smiled jokingly, wiggling his upper body imitating some sort of dance move. Spencer bursted out laughing but he could swear his cheeks were more pink than before.

- Please stop before I enjoy the view too much – he managed to say in between giggles and Luke’s stomach flipped.

- Doctor Spencer Reid, are you flirting with me? – he asked only half joking, his mind already blank.

- That depends, how is it going? – Shy but still cheeky smile appeared on Reid face.

- Quite good actually – he managed to say under his breath when younger one stood up and looked in the mirror, fixing a button of his shirt.

- Then the possibility of me trying to flirt with you are most likely high enough to claim them as a confirmation.

Luke was too surprised to speak before Spencer left the hotel room’s bathroom and got back to packing his stuff.

- You don’t want to be late – he added louder, making the ex-military man finally get ready.

- So? When are you gonna tell Luke you’re in love with him? – JJ asked quietly, pulling Reid out of his thoughts.

They were sitting in the jet on their way back, Luke sleeping at the front seat next to Rossi who was sipping on whiskey, Spencer took the seat in the back, trying to catch some rest, away from the team.

- I’m not in love with him – he whispered quickly, looking around scared that someone hears them.

- You've been watching him sleep for the last… 7 minutes – she said looking at her watch then back at him – you keep turning your head whenever he passes by and then look again when he walks out of the door, you leave your apartment earlier each morning to bring him a cup of coffee from that Joe’s coffee shop that’s further away from your place just because he likes it more, even tho he probably never directly told you that…

- He mentioned it once – he interrupted, but she didn’t bother pausing the monologue.

-… when we enter the unsub place he is the first person you look at after shots are fired, and frankly, you are the first person he checks up on too. He looks at you with stars in his eyes whenever you info-dump us, he always stays close to you at every police station, shielding you from the looks of those cops. Somehow he knows when you need a break and finds the most stupid excuse to take you out of the crowd for at least a few minutes, he always brings you extra chocolate and walnut doughnut and can’t take his eyes off of you whenever you’re not looking. You two are so obviously in love it’s painful to watch, especially since the two of you are the only ones not seeing it. Rossi and Hotch are taking bets on whether or not you two finally get together.

- What? – Spencer looked at his friend dumbfounded – Alvez is… Luke is gay?

JJ rolled her eyes in disbelief before looking back at him.

- Spence I… yes. – she decided to drop the sarcastic comment purely because of the hope she noticed in his big brown eyes – Luke is gay and it’s not that I think he might be, I surely know he is. He directly came out to me, Hotch and Rossi long ago, when we had that gay bar victim case you had to skip for your mom. So please, do something about it because if Rossi wins the bet none of us will hear the end of it before he kicks the bucket.

All Spencer could do was nod, looking at her confused, happy, scared and lost at the same time.

“Do you like me? Yes (check the bottom), no (throw it away and forget).”

Luke looked at the black sign on the note sticked to the coffee cup. The letters were slim, slightly cursive, elegant. Then he looked at the back of genius boy’s head few desks away, reading over Prentiss shoulder. He carefully lifted his cup to check the bottom of it.

“I like you too”

He smiled like a fool, putting the cup back on his desk, catching Spencer’s eyes. He winked once, making the younger one smile back before they both went back to their tasks.

It took over two hours but he finally was left alone with Spencer, doing their paper work at their desks.

- So… - he started, looking at the younger boy – you like me?

- Of course I like you, you’re my friend, remember? – he finally looked up at Alvez, small smile on his lips.

- Do you leave the “I like you” cups of coffee on everyones desks then? – he teased a little, admiring how Spencer’s cheeks turn red.

- I guess I don’t do that to everyone.

Luke’s heart skipped a beat before starting racing. He looked at Spencer cautiously, swallowing hard before speaking out again.

- Good. I would really like to take you out for dinner then.

Spencer looked up at the older man in front of him in pure shock. At this point he obviously knew Luke might like him more than as a friend but he didn’t expect this. His brain was shut down for moment before the thoughts started their race and he couldn’t catch one for more than a split second. Does it mean he really likes him? Is it going to be a date? What if it’s just a stupid prank? What if…

- Spence? – the worried voice brought him back. He looked at him, realizing Luke was still waiting for the answer.

- I’d love to – he finally said, smiling happily. Luke nodded, biting his lip, knowing if he wouldn’t do that, the smile would probably break his face.

The dinner had to be postponed due to case. They sat together on the jet, Spencer felt every inch of his leg that was touching Luke’s. The flight was short, not more than two hours before they landed in Chicago.

Luke, Hotch and Spencer went straight to the police station as the rest had to check the crime scene and talk to the victim’s family. Secretly Reid was relieved it wasn’t his turn this time to talk to grieving parents or partners. He barely made peace with his own grief to face it again.

- You can take the room at the end of the hall, we put the white board in it. Please, let me know if you need anything more – the sheriff showed them the way and disappeared.

He followed the two older men to their temporary workplace, wasting no time before sitting down, trying to create a geographical profile.

Over an hour later Luke was walking down the hall with two cups of coffee they desperately needed when he heard Spencer’s annoyed, slightly raised voice.

- What are you doing? Do not touch it! Don’t touch me!

Luke nearly ran the remaining distance with heart in his throat. He entered the room, looking deadly at the two regular cops there on both sides of Spencer.

- Come on, pretty boy, pink and blue stickers won’t help us solve the case but they might look nice in your girly hair – the older, slightly chubby one said, reaching to Spencer’s head with pink sticker in hand.

Reid’s shoulder tensed at that even more, Luke noticed another sticker on the other side of his head. It made blood boil in his veins.

- Touch him again, I dare you – Alvez barely recognized his own voice, sounding so cold and dangerous even Spencer looked at him worried.

- Chill man, we’re just messing with him.

- We have four bodies, two kidnapped women and approximately fifteen hours to find them alive. My pretty boy is the only one trying to find them out of the three of you so address him as the doctor he is and do not touch him ever again or you two morons will have to mess with me. Don’t try me.

Next thing he knew the doors were loudly closed when two newbies left the room. He looked worried at younger man, putting coffee cups on the table.

- Are you okey? – he asked, not realizing it was the first time he called him pretty boy out loud since their first case months ago.

He avoided it but couldn’t help it, the cute nickname stucked in his head, fitting the genius perfectly. Carefully, he took the pink sticker out of his hair and handed it to Reid, so he could use it again on the map.

- Yes, thank you.

Spencer focused on the task in front of him, putting the messed stickers in the right places before looking up at him shyly.

- You didn’t have to help me here.

- Yes, I had to – he smiled softly before he sat next to him, taking a sip of his coffee – So, tell me what you found. I could hear your brain working down the hall.

Spencer started explaining everything, focusing back on the case and not on the way Luke looked at him the whole time.

- You never told me how the rest found out about you being bisexual.

Hush voice broke silence as both of them was in their beds in a hotel room, unable to fall asleep.

- I had a boyfriend, Ethan, few years ago – he started after a moment of consideration - it wasn’t anything serious and didn’t last long. He helped me… discover that part of me. He was two years older, doing master’s degree in international relations as I was doing the Phd in physics. We met on the campus by accident. Anyway, it was short but… sweet, I’d say. He was very respectful of my every choice, we just weren’t… compatible. Few years later we worked on a case and they were considering him an unsub. I knew he would never hurt anyone, so I had to explain to them that he was not that kind of a person. It slipped that we were a thing during his interrogation. Derek took me on the side and asked directly what is it about and eventually I came out to the whole team. It wasn’t a big moment or anything, I just never considered it as anyone’s business. Next month him and Pen took me to a pride parade in D.C. and JJ with Hotch started acting a bit more protective whenever the case included queer people.

Luke listened to every word, trying to ignore the irrational jealousy in his chest at the thought of Spencer with another man. It was a closed chapter but somehow made him feel… threatened.

- You called me your pretty boy today – Spencer added quietly when Luke didn’t say anything after his story.

- Did I? I’m sorry – he whispered back, recalling the moment of not biting his tongue on time.

- I’m not mad. Just… curious. You called me your pretty boy. Why?

Luke froze for a moment, trying to find an acceptable reason or lie for Spencer. There wasn’t any.

- I know you don’t like others calling you that, but… It fits you so well, you know? You’re just so beautiful inside and out and I couldn’t help but think about you like that even when I didn’t want to say it out loud. I’m really sorry I did it today. They crossed a line and looks like I did too.

The tension in the dark room nearly suffocated him, as he waited for his friend’s reaction.

- I liked it – soft confession finally broke the silence around them as Spencer fixed his position to look at the side profile of the older man – made me feel… safe again.

- When I called you pretty boy? – Luke also turned on his side to look at Reid, confused.

- When you called me yours.

Alvez smiled, looking at the genius in the next bed, able to notice him blushing in the moonlight.

- Does that mean I can call you pretty boy from now?

- That means you can call me your pretty boy from now.

Luke smiled a little, reaching out to Spencer as he intertwined their fingers in the gap between two beds.

- My pretty boy. I like that. Can I call you other ways too?

- Like what? – the confusion in Reid’s voice made him smile a bit more, biting his lip.

- My… partner? Boyfriend? – the last one barely audible but Spencer heard that loud and clear like it was a bomb blowing off in between them.

- Conventionally, you should take me on a date first – he finally replied, looking at him with a soft smile – then probably kiss me as you would walk me home, then ask about being your boyfriend.

- I should – he smiled a little, realizing Spencer didn’t say “no” just yet.

- Good thing we’re past conventions and first dates – Reid squeezed his hand slightly – I like to do things backwards anyway – added, smiling at him shyly – so yes, you can call me your boyfriend or your pretty boy or your partner, as long as it includes the “yours” part.

- My everything then – Luke got up just to kneel next to Spencer’s bed – and I believe as we start from the end, the next step is the kiss?

Reid looked up at him, smiling softly but a bit nervously. Never in his wildest dreams he would picture a scenario like this one.

- Yes, I think that was the middle step of that.

He didn’t manage to back the words with a nod before he felt full, warm lips on his. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth, kissing back the man he dreamed about for the past few months, releasing his fingers from the grip just to put his arms around his neck. He sighed surprised, feeling warm tongue on his, before biting it slightly, causing other man to gasp before breaking the kiss. Spencer slowly opened his eyes, looking up at him. Skin on his chin a bit red from the two-days stubble of Lukes, starry eyes looking into the older ones, shining from the full moon light outside.

- Wow – that was all he managed to say, making the older man smile widely.

- Wow – he repeated before kissing his lips again, this time the kiss was slow, sweet and short – that sounds like an interesting dinner when we get back home – he whispered by his lips.

Spencer lifted his hand, brushing his thumb on rough cheek.

- Don’t make it just one dinner.

Luke smiled happily, looking at the younger boy with nothing but love and affection, taken aback by the mirroring feelings in his partner’s eyes.

- There will be more than one, my pretty boy. As many as you let me.

[joylinda-hawks]

Photo session for Traveler magazine. I think it was fall 2020. Full of optimism and plans for the future, ZZH beamed with happiness. He managed to implement his plans in small steps. He believed that things could only get better from this year onwards and maybe his career would finally develop faster. 2020 was a year in which he gained a lot of new experiences, it was also a year when he spent a significant part of his time on the set of the WOH series. Even though working on the set of the show could have been a bit strenuous due to the weather and the costumes he wore, I think it was the happiest time of his life. ZZH combined his acting passion with meeting new people. ZZH is a very open person, he is not the type of person who keeps others at a distance. But he also exercises a certain degree of caution. But let's get back to the photo. ZZH stands here by the sea, wearing a denim ensemble, long shorts and a jacket. All this is done in a dark blue color. Underneath he is wearing a green and white striped sweatshirt. ZZH has even longer hair here, which softly frames his face, giving an amazing effect. ZZH laughs with all his heart, slightly narrowed eyes and a wide smile attracts the viewer's attention. An interesting element is the lifebuoy. ZZH gently rests his hands on this circle. The photo is taken slightly from the bottom, which emphasizes ZZH's slim figure and optically makes his neck seem quite long. We are also happy that there is no strong filter applied to the photo and we can admire ZZH's golden complexion. Looking at this photo, the person looking at it wants to smile. A ZZH person gives a lot of positive energy to everyone around him. I miss this ZZH. Joyful, carefree and free from all worries.

[mjbunnyluv]

The Scoop, Part 1

PH!Bakugou, QL!Izuku AU where they are estranged childhood friends and haven’t had contact in a little over a decade. As he couldn’t achieve his dreams of being a hero, Izuku has become a hero journalist instead. The entire hero community loves him, but as he becomes more popular, Izuku finds it harder and harder to avoid his former friend.

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Izuku had always admired Kacchan, from their first meeting all the way up til now, even if they’d lost touch after middle school graduation. All he’d ever dreamed about was being a hero, to fight villains alongside Kacchan with his amazing quirk. But the world hadn’t been so kind. Izuku had tried to get into UA, had gone to the entrance exam only to get knocked out after the first five minutes and be dragged away by medical staff. But Kacchan had gotten in, with the highest score on the exam…like he’d be anything less than perfect. 

So, while Katsuki worked hard to be a hero, to live out their dream for the both of them – even if the blonde refused to acknowledge Izuku’s dreams - the greenette went to a boring high school, where he got a boring education. And while school was boring, Izuku never stopped dreaming about what could have been. In the first couple months of high school, the freckled boy had gone so far as to knock on Katsuki’s front door just to ask what it was like being at UA. He’d gotten chased away with the threat of the blonde’s quirk. But no matter how much distance grew between them, Izuku never stopped admiring his Kacchan. 

Three months after high school graduation, Pro Hero Dynamight was already featured in magazine articles, nighttime talk shows, and he’d even given the opening speech at the annual hero gala that summer. Izuku soaked up every bit of information, always too nervous to reach out after their long, rocky history, but still rooting for his favorite hero. Well, technically All Might was his favorite hero, but in light of the icon’s retirement, Dynamight now filled that role.

At the end of his rookie year, Dynamight had risen into the Top 100 on the Hero Charts. And with that fame came a constantly revolving door of PR events, galas, interviews, and conventions. Izuku had bought tickets to the Hero Convention in Tokyo that Autumn, including a pass for a photo op with the explosive hero, but he chickened out at the last second, unable to imagine a reunion where he wasn’t called some belittling name as the blonde threatened him with the bright pops and crackles in his palms. That was almost 30,000 Yen down the drain. 

Three years out of high school, Kacchan fought villains and Izuku fought deadlines. The greenette was so close to finishing his bachelor’s in journalism. If he couldn’t fight alongside the heroes, then he’d work to tell their stories, to show the world the real person behind the costume. In the years Izuku followed the news coverage and social media frenzy around Pro Hero Dynamight, he’d realized that so many idolized heroes to the point of completely ignoring reality. While teenagers screamed about how handsome and fierce Dynamight was, going so far as to come up with ridiculous realities concerning his sex life and personality, Izuku knew the truth…well somewhat. He knew the middle school version of the angry blonde, not the pro hero version. But he still felt like he knew his childhood friend far better than the person next to him. And if most of what was circulating around the internet about Dynamight was just rumors and fallacies, then what did that say about other heroes? Who were they? What did people get wrong about them? Izuku wanted to tell their stories, the most honest version that really offered a glimpse into their world and not the silly reconstruction horny teenagers created on the internet.

Just two more months and Izuku would be walking across that stage to receive his degree, beaming out into the crowd as he found his mother’s teary emerald eyes. But first, he had to finish these damn papers. One on the history of quirks and the development of heroism as a career track, the other on the unethical treatment of the quirkless individuals in a society that equated quirks with value. Normally, Izuku could talk for hours on either subject, but today, he just could not focus. Not while the cafe he’d set up in streamed a news channel playing the current fight between Dynamight and some villain with a water-based quirk. 

The way the explosive hero moved, so much more refined than when they were kids, was just incredible – body twisting out of the way of blasts of liquid, moving so fast the cameras could barely keep up. Izuku felt like he was 12 years old again, mesmerized by his best friend turned bully. He’d always known Katsuki was a hero at heart. He just had a lot of things he needed to work through emotionally and watching him now, the way Dynamight put himself between the villain and nearby civilians protectively, every movement made with confidence, Izuku just knew his childhood friend had risen above his old insecurities. It made his heart flutter and stomach twist with an emotion he thought he’d gotten over a long time ago.

The fight was over a few minutes later when Pro Hero Shouto appeared, freezing every drop of water the villain released, giving Dynamight the opening he needed. And while the police gathered the wrongdoer, the news cameras continued to focus on the heroes. The icy hot hero’s face was schooled into one of boredom as the explosive blonde laid into him, no doubt telling the other hero he had the situation under control. Izuku let out a short huff of a laugh. Okay maybe Kacchan hadn’t changed that much. 

“Earth to Midoriya,” a feminine voice called to him, hand waving in front of the emerald eyes that had been staring off into space for the last few minutes. 

He blinked rapidly, the ginger haired woman coming into focus. “Hi, Kendo,” Izuku smiled.

“Don’t give me that,” she scoffed. “What were you thinking about? You had that serious look on your face, like you were trying to solve all the world’s problems in one train of thought.”

A blush burned at his freckled cheeks. “It wasn’t anything that serious. Just thinking…about a lot of things. And trying to finish these damn papers.”

Kendo grinned, “Well, once you graduate and are working at the most prestigious of jobs, I better be the first pro you interview.”

“Deal,” Izuku chuckled. “I’m gonna need a lot of recommendations once I’m working in the field. I mean, what pro hero is gonna want to talk to a greenhorn journalist?”

“Eh, I don’t think you’ll have nearly as much trouble finding willing participants as you think you will,” the ginger woman shrugged. “Besides, you’ve got me and Shinsou to put in a good word for you.”

“I really don’t know what I’d do without you guys,” the greenette sighed.

An enlarged hand moved across the table, and the heroine’s index finger jabbed him in the forehead. “You need to have more confidence in yourself, Sir.”

“Stop that!” He hissed, cheeks bright red as curious eyes watched from around the cafe. “People are staring.”

“Yeah, cuz they can’t get enough of heroes!” she giggled. “And neither can you. So, finish your papers, get your degree and come find me when you’re ready to ask me all about my life story.”

“Diva,” Izuku huffed under his breath.

“Stay out of trouble,” Kendo said, giving him a pointed look as she stood. “No more running into danger for ‘research purposes.’”

He waved her off, “I haven’t done that in like a year.”

“Why don’t I believe you?” 

Izuku turned his eyes back to his laptop, throwing his focus back into his work, and completely ignoring his friend’s stare. She sighed and emerald eyes flashed up to catch Kendo with her hands on her hips.

“Just promise me you’re taking care of yourself,” Kendo demanded.

“I am,” Izuku nodded. “I eat…most days. And I have a semi-regular sleep schedule now.”

The ginger woman rolled her vibrant blue eyes and huffed an exasperated sigh. “Fine. I know I can’t smack you around and yell at you to take care of yourself, but I really want to.”

The greenette laughed, “That wouldn’t be very heroic.”

“It would be if it kept you from killing yourself.”

It was Izuku’s turn to roll his eyes, “I’m not that bad.” He took a deep breath, “But I promise to take care of myself. Only a couple months left and then I can get a better paying job and actually afford food that isn’t of the instant variety.”

Kendo snorted. “Alright. I’m gonna hold you to that, Mister.” A device clipped onto the hem of her jeans beeped and she hit a button to silence it. “Gotta run. See you later!” And before Izuku could yell back, she was out the door.

The greenette sighed and threw himself back into work mode, trying his best to ignore the curious stares from the other patrons in the cafe. The cursor blinked against the blank page, mocking him. The television above the counter played the interview between a reporter and Dynamight in the aftermath of the villain attack. Though there was no sound, Izuku still found himself captivated by the calm demeanor in which the pro hero answered every question. Maybe one day, he’d get to find out who the real Dynamight is – not the angry middle school version, or struggling high school version the news stations and media outlets liked to berate and criticize, but the calm and confident man that now graced magazine covers and spoke at charity functions. Izuku swallowed, Why’d you have to go and grow up without me, Kacchan?

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Omg I've had photos of your bracelets bookmarked as inspiration! I totally forgot those were yours. They're so beautiful!! I think FOB will be a lot of fun even if you don't know their music - one of my best friends is a huge fan and says they're amazing live. I've been debating grabbing tickets to see them too but I have 6 concerts lined up next year and two more I think I'm going to get tickets for haha so we'll see. But I'm also making bracelets for holly, olivia, and eras next year!

Ohhh is notion the digital bujo thing or am I thinking of something else? RWRB is so cute and anastasia and waitress are beautiful. It's cool to connect your bujo art to your current interests and then be able to go back through and remember all the media you enjoyed at different points. I would definitely love to see any bujo art you want to share! And wow, self-taught embroidery - that's awesome!!

Sorry to hear about the awful work environment - I hope you've moved on to something better and have recovered well from grad school! 💜 Your description of everything sounds very similar to the path I've been on. It's encouraging hearing about all the art you've worked on though - I feel really motivated to start pushing through this slump and make some fun things!! I want to do some themed art similar to your bujo theming. I just thrifted a little decorative box with small blank cards in them so I might try to do some mini collages on those maybe with music lyrics.

I hope you feel better soon and can go do some ceramic painting! I'm super lucky with knitting / crafting. My mom knit when she was younger so she taught me and let me have her old needles and yarn. And in general, she's very crafty and taught me a lot of different craft things growing up. I think the collaging was a combination of enjoying crafting as a kid and liking to collect things (in this case, scraps of paper and magazine clippings).

Btw how do you like the new Holly / MUNA collab?

oh my gosh that is so nice of you to say!!! i'm hoping to make more bracelets this week + next so i can send them out with presents, but we'll see if that ends up happening or not! if i do make more i'll post some photos on here for you 🤍

what concerts are you seeing next year? a lot of artists/bands that i like toured this year so aside from olivia + holly + taylor, i don't really think anyone i particularly care about will be touring :( i did really want to see noah kahan and also bleachers, but i don't particularly want to travel travel (especially since bleachers isn't coming to the west coast at all).

notion is the digital bujo thing! i really liked it, and like it for some things, but got caught up in making everything super pretty over actually being functional :( i keep forgetting it gets dark dark here in seattle at like 3pm now, but tomorrow for sure i will take some better photos of my bujo 🤍

i hope you're able to fall back into crafty things soon! grad school really is just ... soul sucking/all consuming. i'd love to see some of your crafts too, if you'd like to share!! 🤍 i'm starting to feel a little bit better — still don't reallllly have a voice (it keeps coming in & out), but i'm feeling a lot better overall! and that's so cool that you got to learn from your mom! my mom isn't crafty at all (she loves to bake though!) and i have no idea who i picked up my love for crafts from!

i really like the new holly/muna collab! i love muna — i'd love to see them live someday, and i think into your room was such a good song for them to be on! what about you? 🤍 if you could have holly collab with anyone, who would you want and why? personally, i'd love her to work with benjamin francis leftwich again — i think about this video often, and i'd love to see her collab with the 1975/matty healy since i really love what they did on sleep tight + please don't leave just yet.

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10 Tips for Capturing the Perfect Shot By Interior Design Photographer in San Diego.

San Diego, renowned for its breathtaking coastal scenery and lively cultural scene, beckons to those passionate about interior design. Whether you're seeking to collaborate with a skilled interior designer to bring out the finest features of your home's interior or aiming to document the allure of your personal living space, this city offers the ideal canvas. 

Interior design photography is important for various reasons, including images for real estate sales, portfolios for interior designers, marketing and branding purposes, and creating material for use in interior design magazines or books. Hiring a professional interior design photographer in San Diego is also important to get the true essence of your interior. 

So, if you want to capture the beauty of your own space, in this blog we will provide you with tips that will help you take the perfect interior design shot in America's Finest City.

Tips To Get The Perfect Shot With Interior Design Photographer In San Diego

Embrace Natural Light

San Diego is known for its abundant sunshine, and a photographer should be able to make the most out of it. Natural light can transform any interior space, making it look warm and inviting. 

Position your subject, whether it's a living room, kitchen, or bedroom so that it receives plenty of natural light. The ideal periods for obtaining gentle, flattering light are typically early morning and late afternoon. You'll be amazed at the difference it makes in your photographs.

Choose the Right Angle

Finding the perfect angle to capture an interior space is crucial. Experiment with different perspectives until you find the one that best showcases the room's design. 

Often, shooting from a corner or a low angle can add depth and dimension to your photos. Don't be afraid to get creative with your angles to highlight unique design elements.

Highlight Key Design Elements

Interior photography typically aims to emphasize the distinctive and captivating aspects of a given space. Whether it's a stunning piece of furniture, an eye-catching artwork, or a beautifully arranged coffee table, focus on these elements.

Use a Tripod

Even the steadiest hands can introduce unwanted blur into interior shots. To ensure crisp and clear images, invest in a sturdy tripod. A tripod eliminates camera shake and allows for longer exposure times if you're working in lower light conditions. This can be especially handy for capturing those cozy evening shots.

Edit Thoughtfully

Editing can enhance the mood and aesthetics of your interior shots. Consider using photo editing software or apps to fine-tune your images. Adjust the luminance, contrast, and color equilibrium to attain the preferred visual appearance. 

Keep in mind that restraint in editing frequently yields better results. Overly processed photos can detract from the natural beauty of the space. Aim for a clean, realistic result that accurately represents the design.

Conclusion

Interior design photographers in San Diego are highly skilled people who possess creativity, technical skills, and have an eye for details. By following these ten tips – from using proper lighting and equipment to focusing on composition and details – you'll be well on your way to capturing stunning interior design photographs. 

If you don't possess the right skills and equipment to click some aesthetic and high-quality images of your interior space, consider hiring a professional photographer. They can help you capture the aesthetics of your house in the best way possible.  Taylor Allan Creative is one of the best photographers in San Diego, US. We are a team of highly skilled professionals who can help you aesthetically capture your house. So, hurry up. Contact us now.

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5 Reasons Why Professional Wedding Photography in NJ is a Must

As you start planning for your wedding, you would question every aspect of it, and at some point, you will ask yourself, do I really need a professional wedding photographer? Whether you are planning for a traditional wedding, a destination wedding, or an elopement, the answer is always yes. It’s not just about taking photos; a photographer has a bigger role to play on your special day. Here are five reasons why hiring a professional for wedding photography in NJ is absolutely important:

They will make sure you look Amazing in the Photos:

You and your spouse will look the best versions of yourselves on the wedding day and your wedding photographer will ensure that all of that amazingness translates in the photos. Professional wedding photographers know every trick in the book, from different poses to lighting, to ensure you look mesmerizing in those photos. Trust professional wedding photography in NJ and you will be rewarded with the best photos for your wedding albums.

They will make sure your Wedding looks Amazing in the Photos:

Wedding photographers not just capture people, but also all the details of the wedding. From invitations to flower arrangements, the venue, food, cake, etc. they will capture every special detail. With their skills and experience, a good wedding photographer will make sure that every photo of your wedding looks straight out of a magazine.

They will catch the Moments you Will Miss:

Having your family, friends, and all your loved ones in one place means there will be a lot of important and memorable moments. With so many guests around and the fact that you will be busy getting married, you will definitely miss many special moments. So, to compensate for the moments lost, you will need a wedding photographer to catch all of these.

They Make Everyone Feel Comfortable:

If you feel shy or nervous or awkward, it will likely show in your photos. That’s why you need someone with a winning personality behind the camera. Professional wedding photographers are experts at making people feel confident and relaxed in front of the camera. In fact, some are even so much fun that you will forget they are taking your photos. Whether it is your self-conscious relatives or the rambunctious flower girl, a great photographer can bring out those natural smiles in them.

They can conceal the Flaws:

A huge part of a wedding photographer’s job actually comes after the wedding itself. During post-production, the photographer will edit your images so that they look natural but better. They can edit unnecessary things that can make the photo look dull so that the image is frame-worthy. You might not notice these subtle changes, but it is a big reason why professional wedding photography in NJ is much more amazing than the ones you would take yourself.

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[ad_1] Jessica Simpson once sang that her boots were made for walking. As it turns out, the singer also has some tea that is made for spilling. In a new short story written for Amazon Original Stories, Movie Star, Simpson opens up for the first time about an affair she carried on years ago with a married, well, a married movie star. She never names the individual, however. “This is a very personal story and I really thought I would never share it!” the 42-year-old told People Magazine in promotion of the piece. “The whole period was very surreal. “There were times I had a lot of fun, don’t get me wrong! “But a lot of the time it felt isolating because I am someone who likes to deeply connect with people and I didn’t know who was trustworthy and who was not.” LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA – SEPTEMBER 24: Jessica Simpson celebrates the launch of her Fall Collection with fans and a special performance by the LA Roller Girls at Nordstrom at The Grove on September 24, 2022 in Los Angeles, California. (Photo by Charley Gallay/Getty Images for Jessica Simpson Collection) The Dukes of Hazzard explained that she met her unnamed famous fling at Jennifer Lopez’s 2001 VMAs after-party when she was on a break from her first boyfriend, Nick Lachey. She didn’t know at the time that the guy was spoken for But after an intense first kiss, Simpson saw pictures of her lover and his then-girlfriend on the red carpet. “I was never ever in a million years going to be the other woman,” she says now, expressing that the movie star assured her that his relationship was “completely over” and he only had eyes for her. LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA – FEBRUARY 22: Jessica Simpson attends Create & Cultivate Los Angeles at Rolling Greens Los Angeles on February 22, 2020 in Los Angeles, California. (Photo by Amy Sussman/Getty Images) Still, Simpson continued to get together with the celebrity. She even details how a visit to him on the set of his film made her feel like she was only there to “have sex” with the mystery man. “Yes, there was something sexy and enticing about all this, but there was also something demeaning about it,” Jessica says. “I felt like a call girl. I didn’t care if he was my teenage fantasy come to life, this was not a choice that same girl, my younger self, would be proud of.” At 40, Jessica Simpson is in the best shape of her life. The singer and businesswoman lost 100 pounds following her most recent pregnancy. Simpson has regrets, yes. But she also learned some valuable life lessons from the affair. “Not betraying your own heart and diminishing your self-worth actually feels so much better than immediate gratification if living in a lie,” she continued. “I also learned that there is a wide range of what monogamy means in Hollywood!” Simpson is now married to Eric Johnson, with whom she shares kids Maxwell, 10, Ace, 9, and Birdie, 3. Photo via Instagram “I have learned that self-love is one of the keys to really loving someone else and that a true love will never make you question yourself or what’s real,” Simpson added. “Thanks to my amazing soulmate and husband, I am able to love passionately and without fear of being hurt.” Following this link to read Simpson’s full Amazon Original Story, and then let us know: Who do you think Simpson is referring to here?!?!? [ad_2] Source link

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11 Steps on How to Achieve the Ultimate Body Transformation

You have seen those amazing body transformation success stories plaguing the flashy fitness magazines and fitness websites.

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You ask yourself, are these people for real? Did they really do that in 12 weeks? HOW did they do that in 12 weeks?

 I will tell you exactly how those ultimate body transformation success stories are so successful, and this information dips well below the basic dieting and exercise information.

 When most people venture onto a body transformation goal they outline the prefect plan and start it full force at the beginning of the week. They are die-hard, and by the middle of the second week they have usually burned out.

 Sound familiar?

 If your body transformation program fizzles out before you get it started, these 11 steps will be a great help and give you the advantage on your next body transformation journey.

 Step #1 - The Primary Rule

 Before you even get started with your body transformation challenge you need to set the primary rule, which is to set goals. If your body transformation process entails 12 weeks, break your goals down into a few short-term goals and one long-term goal. If you fail to take advantage of the primary rule, you may as well stop now.

 Step #2 - The Closing Date

 Along with writing out your goals you need to end your plan with a deadline. Everyone has a starting date, but very few write down a closing date, the actual date they plan to finish their program. If you don't give yourself a deadline to attain your goals you won't finish your program and you won't be a body transformation success.

 Step #3 - Scheme of Combat

 After you get your goals set in stone with a deadline in place you need to create a plan of action. This plan is the course you must take each day to ensure daily success that will take you to your ultimate goal.

 An example of a coordinated plan is to write out exactly what you will do each day to make each day successful, such as eating 6 meals a day, drinking a gallon of water, working out, etc.

 In your starting notes, jot down your scale weight, body fat percentage, body measurements, and take pictures of yourself from 4 different views (front, back, and each side).

 Step #4 - Dedicate and Commit

 Once you have all your ducks lined up, start your plan of action. Put it into full effect Monday morning. Follow it as outlined each day. Make your plan of action a part of your daily life.

 Keep in mind that just because you have goals set and written, an action plan, and started your new transformation journey doesn't guarantee success. If you want to be a transformation success you have to stay dedicated to your plan of action.

 This dedication isn't an on and off relationship, it's the whole kit-n-caboodle. You start fresh Monday morning and follow through each day 100%, no swaying, no cheats, just pure dedication and commitment. It's only 12 weeks.

 Step #5 - Sneak a Quick Peek

 After your first two weeks on your transformation program take your stats to see what changes have occurred. Is there a change in weight and/or body fat percentage? Have your measurements changed? Can you see visual changes in the mirror and how your clothes fit?

 Note any changes, good or bad, and use that as information to tweak your program to keep you moving in the direction you want to go.

 Step #6 - 30 Day Photo Shoot

 After a full month of staying 100% dedicated to your plan of action take some more full body pictures of all 4 angels (front, back, and each side).

 These 30 days updated pictures are ammunition to better tweak your program. Put them side-by-side to your starting pictures. Note any physical visual changes.

 Step #7 - One Month Evaluation

 Also, at your 30 day photo shoot, evaluate your one-month's progress. Check your weight and body fat percentage and measurements again. Note any changes.

 After one month of being fully dedicated to your program you should have stat numbers and photos that give you good insight on how well you are doing on your program.

 If everything is going according to your plan, then keep on that same course of action. If you are not transforming you need to modify and make changes to your diet or cardio.

 Step #8 - If It Is Not Broken, Don't Fix It

 A big mistake many people make when doing a transformation challenge is they "tweak" every few days if the scale is not showing them the number they want to see. Tweak your plan only when it's necessary. A tweak is a small change, not an overhaul of your program.

 Step #9 - Excuse Me

 If you want to be a transformation success story, stop making excuses such as "I cheated because it was my birthday," "I had to attend a luncheon," "my kids have (fill in blank) practice," "I went out and had a few drinks," etc.

 These excuses are just that, excuses, and excuses are the path to nowhere. If you want to be a transformation success story, stop the excuses and just do what is required.

 Step #10 - Can the Self Trash-Talk

 NEVER talk or think about yourself in a negative sense. If you refer to yourself or pictures as "fat," fat butt," "fat a$$" that's what you will become. No successful bodybuilder, figure or fitness competitor, or transformation success story refers to themselves as fat. They only visualize themselves in the shape they want to be in, and speak of themselves in a positive frame of mind.

 You can absolutely alter your thinking to produce the results you want, but you have to think and speak in positive terms. Hoping for a fit body but thinking and speaking negatively is worthless.

 Your mind is a powerful tool so use it to your advantage!

 Step #11 - Repeat

 Repeat steps 4-10 every thirty days until you reach your deadline or ultimate goal.

 Conclusion

 It's not enough to just want to transform your body, you have to have a passion for it. You have to have determination. You have to do what it takes even if you don't feel like it. Successes always go that extra mile to be their best.

 Do what it takes every day and follow through on your program 100% every day you will be the one shining in the spotlight of victory.

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Love couple Olly Morse and Amelia Tank Enjoying Their Vocation

In vacation photos, Olly Morse shows off his perfect abs and his fiancee Amelia Tank.

"Our last holidays like Mr. and Miss," Olly Morse says, showing off his perfect abs and fiancee Amelia Tank and praising their upcoming wedding.

On Sunday, Olly Murs shared some cute pictures of his recent trip with his fiancee, Amelia Tank.

The singer, who is 38 years old, showed off the couple's amazing abs in photos from their trip to Barbados that he shared with his 4.2 million followers.

Amelia lit up in a white balcony bikini with a black tie pattern that showed off her tanned skin and long legs.

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Olly Morse showed off his perfect abs and fiancee Amelia Tank as he discussed their upcoming holiday wedding.

In the meantime, Inance seems happy, even though his chest and stomach look like the sun has burned them. After knee surgery, the actor from the movie Please Don't Let Me Go worked on getting in better shape.

He used the post to say something sweet about his soon-to-be-wife. He called the trip "their lost vacation like Mr. and Miss," referring to the fact that they are getting married this summer.

He said that the singer would have much to look forward to in 2023, including his tour, the return of The Voice, and the second season of Starstruck, which he hosts on ITV.

The lucky pair: For a photo shoot, the singer, who is 38, and his bride are both wearing bodybuilders.

He also rudely added the holiday with the tag "Last night eating whatever the hell you want."

He also said, "The diet starts on Monday."

The couple was as cute as ever, smiling and holding hands for close-up shots.

But Olly, who has always been a cheeky chappie, couldn't help but share some funny and sexy photos of them in swimsuits.

All fun and games: Along with their sexy swimming photos, the cute Essex guy also shared some funny pictures of the couple.

The couple felt silly, so they made a funny face for the camera and stopped showing off their cute smiles.

Super Muesli: Olly showed off his action-hero show, where he acts like a superhero.

Two days before the first post, Amelia, who is 30, shared her photos on Instagram. These photos showed more pictures from the couple's love journey.

Last year, Olly said that his bodybuilder bride was "The One" after a trip that could make or break their relationship.

The X-Factor star, dating bodybuilder Amelia since 2019, said their two-week trip to Morocco on their first official vacation together was the clincher.

LOVED: Amelia was glowing when they took a selfie on a boat trip together. Later, they ate on the beach.

He told New Magazine, "We both know for sure." Amelia and I looked at each other two or three days later and said, "Yeah, that's kind of now, right?" We each told the other person that we loved them.

Ole said, "When we got back from that trip, Amelia said, 'I knew right away that you were the one I was going to spend the rest of my life with,' and I said the same thing."

Amelia had told them that the trip would "make or break" them as a couple, but it strengthened them.

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The singer also said that settling down was a "big thing" and that he "fought" finding love for a long time until Amelia came into his life.