#trips take time and moneys :( cmon now

[moonchild-in-blue]

IDKHOW announces a summer tour in the UK/Europe -> great! I could totally go to the London show!

*remembers that Sleep Token still hasn't announced their possible EU run*

Hmmmm. Well now Mr Vessel. It's high time you announced EU tour dates right?? I need to organise my life and finances.

[coryosbaby]

Can you give me something with barry from obx x innocent!reader and she's like rafe's little Sister and he like tells rafe that she needs to stay with him until he gets ALL his money plsss girls I'm deprived of my word porn 😫 ( Add some smut pleaseeeeeeee )

Honey <🧡 >

Barry (Outer Banks)/reader

Warning: slight dubcon, kidnapping, blackmail, mention of guns and drug use (reader gets high), slight age gap? But it’s not really important + the reader is of age // forced oral (m receiving), throatfucking, fingering, the word ‘bitch’ a lot, pussy slapping, p n v, dumbification, loss of virginity, sir kink, sub! Reader, dom! Barry

“Please let me go!”

Your voice is desperate, as Barry shoves you inside of his home. You almost trip over your Mary Jane platforms when your foot hits a step wrong, but Barry catches you with one of his strong arms and pulls you up.

“You know a deal’s a deal, sweet thing’.”

His voice has a slight southern drawl, and you squeak when he pushes you down onto the couch. “Now stay your ass right there.”

You don’t even know how you got into this situation. One minute you’re having drinks with a few friends from your private school, and then the next minute you’re getting dragged away by your brother’s drug dealer. You don’t know exactly what he means by deal. You had never made one with him.

You two had spoken a few times when he spent his time at the Cameron residence when everyone in your family besides you and Rafe were gone. Rafe, being the untrustworthy shit that he is, surprisingly doesn’t despise you like he does your other siblings. In fact, you’ve become his favorite and most important one.

But clearly not important enough, since he’s probably got you involved in his cocaine dealing stuff.

“Did Rafe…” you watch as Barry rummages around in his kitchen cabinets, clearly paying no mind as you speak. “Did Rafe make a deal with you? Or something? I-I have money, I have lot of it—“

“Thirty thousand?”

The number makes your eyebrows raise in surprise. Thirty thousand dollars.. for coke? A“few lines”, as Rafe had called it. Yeah right.

“I-I don’t—“

“Well until then, I’d advise you to keep that stupid little mouth shut.”

His demand scares you, a bit. In fact, this whole situation does. Barry had always been nice to you. Maybe a bit too nice, if anyone from outside the two of you saw the situation (Rafe certainly did). But regardless, you don’t know what’s going to happen if your brother doesn’t get that money.

Barry seems to finally find what he’s looking for inside a wooden drawer. When he pulls it out, it’s a gun.

Bile rises in your throat when you see the weapon, the safety off and, you assume, packed with bullets. He throws it down onto the table in front of you.

“See that?” He asks. You nod heavily, tears beginning to well in your eyes.

“Yes sir.”

You say it dumbly. You don’t know what else to say. Barry’s grin is wide when the words leave your lips.

“You try to run,” Barry starts. His tone shouldn’t be so tantalizing, but it is. “And I’ll use it. So don’t you fuckin’ dare.”

You nod, numb with fear. Barry picks up the gun and moves around the table to sit beside you. He’s exponentially close, his shoulder touching yours as he leans back against the fabric of the couch.

You don’t know what to do, really. What exactly are you supposed to do when your brother’s drug dealer is holding you for ransom? But you play with the hem of your skirt as Barry reaches into his pocket. He pulls out a bag of shiny white powder.

Your face scrunches up and you shiver. He uses his fingers to make a sloppy trail of cocaine on the hilt of the gun. You expect him to do the line he had created, but instead he just shrugs and stares at you for a moment with a glazed look.

“Why don’t you take some?“

You don’t think it’s a request. Your bottom lip catches in between your teeth. You sniffle.

“I don’t want to.”

“Cmon, now,” his tone is like honey but you can hear the threat. “Be a good girl.”

You look down at the drug, stark white against the metal of the shiny weapon and back to him, but you figure you have no choice. You just hope and pray that the addict gene didn’t make its way to you like it did Rafe as you press your nose against the gun. It’s right over Barry’s lap; if you weren’t so plagued with innocence, you would notice how close your face is to his aching prick as you peer over his lap. You jump when you feel the man’s hands twist themselves in your hair.

“Atta girl.”

The drug isn’t something you’re used to. You’re definitely not the type to drink, let alone do coke; but snorting it doesn’t seem as hard as you expected. Your brain is a little fuzzy once you lift your head up.

Barry puts the gun down on the table, and pours some more coke onto the glass in front of him. He snorts up a line, and lets out a low groan. And then he moves back and his hands move to your neck. He twists your strands of hair with two long fingers.

“You’re a pretty little thing, you know that?”

You flush. All the while your high begins to kick in, and you exhale shakily. Your thighs clench together, and you don’t really understand why. “T-Thank you..”

Barry chuckles. His lips are really close to your ear and you notice that he smells really nice. It’s making you a bit dizzy.

“Such good manners for such a good girl.” He praises. You gulp, the feeling of his hand suddenly on your leg making you jump. The man notices, and frowns. “Cmon now, sweetness. I don’t bite.”

“I’m sorry, sir.” You squeak out. He grins, his fingers inching up higher to ghost over the inner part of your thighs.

“Think we can keep ourselves a little busy before your brother gets here, don’t you think?”

You nod, dumbly, as his fingers ghost over your Cherry print panties underneath your skirt. It’s a new sensation; you’ve never been touched like this. You’ve heard it’s what people that are married do, people that love and care for each other. You don’t think this is how you’re supposed to do it.

“W-Wait, Barry—“

But it’s too late now, because his fingers are rubbing your clit in slow, soft circles. You let out a tiny moan, your legs automatically parting against your own will. You can feel an ache bubbling up in your core, your little button starting to throb.

“You’re so wet, goddamn.”

It comes out low and throaty, and when you look down at Barry’s hand you can see that he’s palming his cock through his basketball shorts. You don’t know why, exactly, but your mouth begins to water as you watch the outline of him through the fabric.

“W-Wet?”

Barry breathes out a laugh at your innocence, giving a teasing flick to the bud by thumping it with his thumb and forefinger. You squirm, a small noise of pleasure rippling out of you.

“You’re cunt, darlin’.” He says. “It’s wet. Happens when you start thinking about dirty things.”

You frown as your wetness drips on his hand. “‘M not… ‘m not dirty! I swear!”

“I think you’re lyin’ to me… I think you are.“ His fingertip teasingly ghosts over your hole. “— but that’s okay. I like dirty girls.”

His middle finger sinks inside you to the hilt. You gasp, the sensation making your hips lift off the couch when he curls it. You moan, breathy.

“That�� that feels good..”

“I know, angel. And you’re gonna take another one for me, aren’t ya?”

“I-“ you hesitate, but another swipe against your clit with Barry’s thumb has you keening against the couch. “Yeah! Yes, yes, anything, I’ll take anything!”

His forefinger slips in, next. It’s tight fit, but nothing you can’t handle. And when Barry puts you into a chokehold with one of his strong arms, he drags your body into his lap. His bulge hits your ass and you let out a mewl, his fingers never leaving you. His pace increases, his other hand moving from your throat to your skirt. He lifts it up and pulls your underwear to the side so he can watch his fingers move in and out of you.

“These panties are so cute,” he whispers into your ear. Your eyes roll back when your sopping wet cunt begins to make harsh gushing noises. “It’s too bad they’re getting ruined, huh?”

You nod, not a single thought left in your hazy brain. Your ruffle socked feet accidentally kick the table from the pleasure making your body spasm. You barely even acknowledge it, but Barry’s unused arm goes to your neck again and he holds down on each side of your throat.

“Don’t break my shit, bitch,” he growls. “You and your brother owe me enough already.”

“I-I’m sorry!” It comes out choked, scared, and dripping of pleasure all at once. His thumb moves to your clit again. You can feel something inside you building up, a wad of tension threatening to release. Your brows furrow in confusion and you become worried. What if Barry gets mad at you for feeling this way?

“S-Sir—“ your hole throbs mercilessly, face scrunched up. “Barry— think ‘m gonna.. gonna pee! S-Stop!”

“No you’re not, baby,” He chuckles. “You’re gonna cum— only good girls cum. So wet my fuckin shorts, dollface.”

Your eyes roll back as your orgasm washes over you, all of your limbs seizing up with tension. Your mind becomes foggy, and you scream as you begin to squirt all over your panties and onto Barry’s thighs.

“That’s it, honey. Shit, look at you…”

You sob, overwhelmed from all the sensation flooding your psyche. You stay against Barry, the warmth of his body bringing you comfort as your eyes droop. But you know you can’t sleep yet; you won’t allow yourself to.

Barry presses a kiss to your neck, begins gesturing for you to get up. You move up on shaky legs. And as bad as it is, you frown when his body leaves yours.

“D-Did I do something wrong, sir?”

He doesn’t reply; he simply presses his lips to yours, harsh and full of want. His strong arms go around your waist and his fingers dance along the hem of your shirt. He moves the fabric up, and up, until your bra is the only thing left on your upper half. You let him do it.

He palms your breasts and you gasp at the sensation. You’ve always been a bit sensitive there.

“Take this off,” he says, gesturing to the cups holding your tits in place. You obey, shyly unclipping your bra and revealing your puffy nipples to him. His mouth goes down to suckle one of the buds into his mouth. He hums around it, scrapes his teeth against the sensitive nerves and then begins unzipping your skirt.

“Any guy ever touched you?” He asks, as your soaked panties become the only thing covering your body. You’re incredibly shy, now.

“No— no one has.”

“Good.” And then he’s taking your panties off, sliding them down your legs and leaving you completely in the nude. It’s invading, incredibly so, but your pussy begins to ache for another orgasm again.

“Sit back down.” Barry demands.

You obey and he sits down next to you. The material of the couch is cold against your skin as he grabs your hair and pulls you towards his body with a rough hand. You squirm, trying to find a position that makes you comfortable, and settling with facing him on your knees. He loosens the drawstring of his shorts as he looks down at you with lust glittering in his eyes. You aren’t sure where to put your hands, so you decide to rest one on Barry’s thigh and the other on the couch. He reaches into his now loosened shorts and pulls out his cock.

You gawk, the sight of a dick being an unfamiliar image to you. He’s girthy, perfectly thick and a bit long. Precum pearls at the head of him as he watches your pleading eyes. He grabs your hair, firm.

You gasp when he shoves your face against him. Your ass is up in the air now, your tits pressed flush against his thigh. His tip is wet against your cheek, smearing precum all over your nose and underneath your eyes.

“Feel that?” He purrs.

You nod, dazed. “Yeah..” your hand reaches to touch it, curiosity peaking your interest. “It’s— its really pretty.”

“Yeah?” He gathers a string of his pre onto his finger, brings it up to your face and rubs it teasingly against the opening of your lips while you busy yourself with playing with the base of him. “Get a taste, baby.”

Your face turns a deep cherry red as you shyly stick your tongue out. His arousal coats your tongue, and as disgusting as you feel you can’t help but love the taste of him.

“‘S good,” you murmur. “I— I wan’ more of it.”

“I bet you want my cum all inside, don’t you?”

Your bottom lip turns down and you cutely raise your eyebrows together. “What’s cum? You keep saying that…”

He laughs, genuinely laughs. Your stupidity is amusing to him.

“Dressing in all those short little skirts and lookin’ at me with those pouty lips and you still don’t understand what I’m saying? You really are dumb.”

You shake your head, the words “I’m not dumb” falling from your lips over and over as you lean down and lick up some more of his pre to satiate yourself. Barry’s tongue runs along his bottom lip as he watches you, a large hand going down to stroke your hair out of your face.

“Cum is the stuff that comes out when you get that really good feelin’. “ he explains. “You came earlier, so I bet that little pussy’s coated in it right now.”

You bite your lip, kitten licking his cock once more and then pulling back.

“I wanna make you cum.”

He grabs your hair and pulls you back down. “I know.”

You whine, and then he’s groaning and bucking his dripping length against your lips.

“God, I know that mouth is—“ he doesn’t even hesitate to find the opening of your mouth and slip his tip inside. The taste is odd to you, but not inherently unpleasant. He’s musky and you can smell the scent of his arousal radiating off of him. “—so goddamn good. Fuck yeah, that’s it.”

You moan around him, your mouth swallowing him up more as the weight of his aching prick makes you more and more turned on. You down him as much as you can, his girth making the corners of your glossed lips burn.

“Knew a little kook girl like you would be good at taking dick,” Barry drawls. His hips thrust against your intensely, heavy balls slapping against your chin and spit leaking down them from your gaping mouth. “Cock taste good, baby? Huh?”

The choked moan and the string of drool pooling out of your mouth and down your neck tells him all he needs to know. He chuckles. “Yeah, I bet it does. Drooling little bitch.”

You know he’s right. And as bad as it is, the humiliation that he’s bestowing upon you is pleasurable. Your wetness is dripping down your thighs at his words.

You moan, moving his hands off your head so you can move off of his cock and begin suckling his balls. He moans loud and his fingernails dig back into your scalp again. You’re desperate, desperate to feel his skin and his smell and his taste, and you’re whining while you lick his heavy sack with hard strokes of your tongue.

“God, such a sweet fuckin’ slut. You’re doin’ so good.”

You whimper, downing his cock again and gurgling around him. Your pussy is soaked, and you try to move it around on the material of the couch to get friction. Barry grins when he sees your desperation.

“Needa cum?”

You pull off of him with a pop, eyes looking up at him pleadingly. “Yes sir.”

His fingers touch your swollen clit. Teasingly, just to see you squirm as he shoves his cock in your mouth again. And when he begins to rub harshly, you begin to buck your hips against him. Your second orgasm is already nearing, and when it happens you shake and choke around his length. He gives your pussy a light slap and yanks you off of him. Your mascara is smeared, lipstick staining the edges of your mouth and your hair stuck to your forehead in messy strands. Barry pulls you up to give you another kiss. And then he pulls you onto his lap again.

And in the midst of your lips on his, you hear his phone ring.

It’s on the nightstand next to the couch. An easy reach for him, and as he grabs the phone you see the words ‘COUNTRY CLUB’ flash across the screen in bold white letters.

Your eyes widen, shaking your head as Barry chuckles out, “damn, sweetness. It’s your brother.”

“Please… d-don’t let him—“ you cry, exasperated, as Barry presses his bare cock to your entrance. “Don’t let him know what I did— please! He’ll be so mad at me…”

The older man grins as he holds you down onto his cock; not quite in just yet, but it makes you quiver thinking about him stretching you out. He mocks you with a bullying tone.

“Aww, don’t worry honey.” He coos. “I won’t tell your big brother you’ve been a bad girl. Just let me pick up this call.”

Relief almost washes over you, if it wasn’t for the fact that Barry is still pressed flush against you. It’s making it hard for you to concentrate. He presses the green button, signaling that he’s answered the call.

“Where is she?”

Rafe’s voice sounds on the other line, and he’s extremely pissed.

“Perfectly fine, country club. In fact, I think she’s having the time of her life right now” Barry quips, as if you’re not dripping down his cock with a look of shame on your face. “I just need my money..”

He pauses, watching as your eyes furrow closed and you begin to move against him. You’re lost in your own pleasure now. You can’t help it. The sensation of his cock rubbing against your clit has you clenching and aching to release. You bury your face in his neck, trying to contain your whimpers.

“Look, man,” Rafe starts. He doesn’t like the way those words spewed from Barry’s lips. It makes him uneasy.

“I’ll— I’ll get your money, okay? Just— promise me you won’t hurt her. Please.”

“Oh,” Barry lets out a laugh. “We’re far from that.”

He lifts your hips with one of his hands. His tip begins to probe your entrance. You gasp as your walls sink down on him.

“In fact, I think I can drown out your little debt and set you up for another month.”

[onedayimgonnasnap]

Meeting His Parents

Floyd Leech X (G/N) Reader

Type: Crack & Fluff

(Ngl If you date Floyd- Have fun surviving-)

Also mentions for those contributed to the idea

@morpheuscorner-blog @u-ntitled-s-eries @sleepy-sick @marvelous-maxi @hipsterteller @sleepybunzzz

@lana-nanana @applesaucer

You never expected this…

You were at the Ramshackle on the couch eating some ice cream til you gotta call from someone.

You wished you never answered because if you didn’t then oh boy, how relaxed you would have been.

“Shrimmmpy It’s an emergency”

Oh boy…

“Me and Jade are in iron bars hehe”

“GOD DAMNIT-“

How did this even happen you have no damn clue.

“HOW'D THIS HAPPEN FLOYD?”

“Welllll-“

Flashback;

A student made a deal with Azul, basically for better grades. However the student got cocky and didn’t give his half of the bargain leaving Azul there like a fool.

So Azul sent Jade and Floyd to take care of it…

Jade and Floyd broke into a students dorm, the student was from Ignihyde, so he basically thought that with the amount of security and tech plus making a deal with Crowley for online classes would save him from Azul’s original wrath.

It didn’t.

Floyd broke in through the vents on the ceiling and Jade broke down the metal door with a psychotic grin.

There were particles from the ceiling coming down since the whole ceiling fell, as the student tried to run past Jade just to trip on air.

When the student fell to the floor a hand grabbed his head to make him face two sadistic eels.

——

The look you had at the moment, your mouth and eyes both wide open.

“Uhh Shrimpy? Hello?” Floyd Called out

To be honest you knew what you were getting into when dating the little bastard.

Except your relationship started with Floyd following you around and teasing you. It was pure Stockholm syndrome.

That’s the excuse you gave Ace at least, because you’d have to be crazy to date the strange eel.

“Floyd…”

“Yes?” You can hear his happy voice through the phone.

“What the fuck-“

.

.

.

You were pissed the fuck off. Not only are you spending your allowance. Hard earned money, testifying in court, and you had to meet the bastard's parents.

How does all of this happen in one singular day?

You got ready in your nicest clothes, getting some cash, you dropped off Grimm to play with Ace and Deuce.

You even brought chocolate to buy his parents' favor for you. This is bad the moment the fish mafia decides they don’t like you? Who knows what will happen.

You ended up at the front of the school’s discipline department where Floyd and Jade are being locked up.

As you walked in they didn’t even bother checking you due to the fact you were magicless and that you were a regular from the first years shenanigans.

As you walked up to the cell Jade and Floyd were you heard the most ear piercing scream.

“SHRIMMPY. THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, IM SO HAPPY!!!”

Floyd screamed trying to somehow fit between the tight bars wanting to hug you.

“Hello prefect, are you here to help us prisoners out?” Jade smiled in a teasing way knowing you were pissed off.

“Cmon don’t give us that look Shrimpy, me and Jade are as innocent as dolphins-“

“Wrong sea creature Floyd, dolphins are menaces.”

“No he’s right you both are menaces like a dolphin.” You said while glaring at them both.

Floyd and Jade began to fake cry, you were so done with them both.

You looked down at your phone because you needed to check the time however-

“FLOYD GOD DAMN DON'T EAT THE CHOCOLATE FROM MY BAG THAT'S NOT FOR YOU-“

“WHAT DOES SHRIMPY HAVE ANOTHER EEL IN THEIR LIFE?!” Floyd began to sob uncontrollably.

“THEY'RE FOR YOUR PARENTS WHO SHOULD'VE USED PROTECTION WHEN THEY MADE YOU JADE-“

You began to choke him while he had chocolate in his mouth.

Jade, clearly amused at the scene, started giggling evilly.

“MY BABIES!! WHAT HAPPENED?!” A voice yelled out.

Oh shit-

“Now who is this?” Asked a tall man with teal hair and golden eyes.

Immediate panic bestowed upon you as you saw both Mr. leech and Mrs. Leech walked in the room.

Mrs. Leech clearly in mother bear mode was about to run at you and kill you,

“This is Shrimpy!!! They’re my partner!” Floyd said happily, knowing the exact situation you were in.

Jade started laughing even more at the situation.

“OH SO THIS IS YOUR PARTNER!? THEY'RE SO CUTE. LOOK HOW TINY THEY ARE!!” Mama leech ran up to you just to squeeze you.

You felt bones pop.

“EHH, MAMA NOO THEY ARE MY SHRIMPY-“ Floyd yelled and began to rattle the cage as his mother squeezed you putting your face against her chest as you started to turn purple.

Floyd was clearly jealous.

Mr. Leech who was already clearly amused.

“Aww you poor dear, did Floyd blackmail you into a relationship? He did that all the time in his Elver years when he wanted to make friends.”

He laughed.

“That’s not true-“ Floyd pouted.

“I recall that was true, you chased down a mermaid for friendship once brother.” Jade grinned.

“Also mother you might wanna let go of your dear son's lover. They’re turning purple.” Jade said.

“Oh right sorry, I can’t let the future member of our group die on me.” His mother giggled.

“Now then, I think I would like to spoil Floyd’s partner! Sorry boys but mama’s gotta make sure this one stays.”

Mrs. Leech yelled while grabbing your hand, dragging your hand away from the cell.

“Yea boys sorry, this is your problem now.” Mr. Leech smiled while running after his wife.

Floyd and Jade are now panicking as their last phone call was used.

[glissandolight]

@passingthroughthenorthstar 's Mansion...

〈 • The moment Dalv got home he crawled under your arms and grumbled and mumbled about something that happened during his walk during the moonlight. You weren't really paying attention, mainly focused on waiting for your turn to speak so you can surprise him with tickets for the upcoming stage-event going on during the carnival! -And it worked like a complete charm, his eyes completely lit up like a little kid just seeing them in your hand! From what you know, the event is about a swordsfighting doing.. swordsfighter stuff, heck if you know, all you really care about that it's fancy and Dalv understands fancier things more than he, the COWBOY, ever will. The perfect surprise for his Moonpie! 〉 ❝ ..An outing right now sounds wonderful.. Whatever distracts me from wanting to electropunch that.. s-S-SLIMEBALLS face inside out..! Oough, when I get my hands on- ❞ 〈 • Wait.. where are your keys? GOD DARNIT. You wanted to fancily drive him there on your moter-cycle, but it's being repaired after a certain chipmunk used it for a stunt video. You could maybe call an uber.. but your phone was snatched after a certain chipmunk used it to RECORD a stunt video. You could walk there but.. cmon now who really wants to walk that far? Well, the bus is always available. You pick up your little vampire like a cardboard cutout and headed your way down to the bus-stop.〉 ❝ ..And then he had the AUDACITY to ask if I bit myself I would be immortal.. like I didn't just spent 5 minutes explaining BEFOREHAND how UTTERLY REDICULOUS that theory was..! But he asked anyway becAUSE- ❞

〈 • You had the apologize to the others also on the bus stop for Dalv's rant, because right now he didn't seem like stopping anytime soon. ..Heaven HOPES he doesn't get on Dalv's nerves one day to the point where he is now.. Well anyway, after some time the bus finally arrives and you gently guided the Vampire inside and you held onto the handle above you with your other hand holding his. ..Man.. he hasn't rode a bus like this since before he and the posse got hit big on the surface. He didn't need to now that he had fame, wealth, money- wait that's also wealth. ..Anyway, it was a bit of a nostalgia trip. You bend down your head a little to look at the window to see all the city lights reflecting off the glass. If you still had your phone, and maybe a third hand to use right about now, you'd probably be taking pictures. 〉 ❝ .. So then he swayed his cape in my FACE and then walked away! Just like that! But don't even get me started on HOW he walked, i saw him trip on his own heel- Oh hey, Starbutton we're here!❞ 〈 • ..Wait, what did he say before all of that? He's not speaking up so the entire first half of his story was completely drowned out by the surrounding noise and by that I mean the kid crunching his potato chips next to your ear and the loud lady on the phone call around them.. well either way they we're here. You made an 'after you' gesture, holding Dalv's parasol for him as he stepped down the bus stairs and onto the floor, grinning at hearing him giggle in response. 〉 ❝ We have.. a lot of time until the performance actually starts. Whatever the performance is.. Don't worry, I won't bug you about it. I know it's a surprise and you want it to be very very special. ❞

〈 • He gently boops where your nose would be, before you swiftly kiss him on the forehead and pick him up on your shoulders.. but soon after he seems to be pointing at something a few feet away..! A shooter game! Wow, Dalv you have GREAT taste- Oh he's pointing at the prize. Well- At least it's something you're good with. You swiftly put him down and do a couple stretches as you pick up one of the fake guns, you're ready to absolutely DESTROY the rest of the competition... which are mainly kids. 〉

❝ .. Don't forget to have fun! ❞ 〈 • Oh. That too. Duh. You grin, practically getting every bullseye as you SKYROCKET to the top leaderboards as the timer is ticking down, perfectly in your western element. This really was NOT a competition even until the moment the timer ended. 〉

〈 • .........SECOND PLACE? BUT- You turn your head, and some fancy monster with far too curly hair for your taste smugly takes first place and gets your Moonpie's prize, SHOOTING you a cocky grin before walking away. Did nobody see the LOOK he just gave!?- This HAD to be rigged. 〉 ❝ ..Oouff.. Unlucky, I suppose. You we're so close too..! Do you want to get some funnel cake and try again some other time..? ❞

[blowflyfag]

A Diamond Exchange Kind of Party

Diamond Studd x Male Reader

THIS FIC IS 18+

ok so what if i have a big crush on Diamond Studd sue me. I was working on this one for quiet a while I was struggling with it a bit but I finally got it done... 

Masterlist      AO3

Being close to the Diamond exchange had its benefits… while you weren’t in the same league as the Diamond Dolls Page often paraded himself around with. The two liked to keep you around because you were decent with bartending. You could make fancy little drinks for them that had them feeling like high society even in a shitty hotel room. You aimed to please, and you did, happily serving them, and the diamond dolls they’d bring by. Who were you to deny the benefits? 

 Money, glitz, good sex, and most importantly going on with whatever rich people shenanigans they wanted. Those were the benefits rolling around with The Diamonds. Lucky enough Studd and Page weren’t the golfing or tennis types of rich. Though you could imagine them next to Scotty Flamingo and his shit eating grin. 

 But this wasn’t about Scotty Flamingo. Scotty Flamingo wasn’t the one on a yacht sitting in the sun, sipping on a Mojitos and getting some much-needed sun. What was the point of the trip? Hell if you know. Page and Studd liked to show off. Maybe they were just showing off once again. You wouldn’t complain, sat out on the deck, hands behind your head as you relaxed under the sun's rays. Miami was pretty nice, at least what you had seen so far with the Glitz and Glam of the Diamonds. So why not enjoy the waters as well… well. Dallas was enjoying the waters with some dolls, you didn’t know the girls personally, but they were sweet enough to you. They’d coo thanks when you provided drinks and gush about how sweet you are, and you’d always smile and accept the praise.

 You lowered your shades as you looked up to the man now standing in front of your sunlight. 

“Studd.” You began and Diamond only smirked.

“(Y/N).” They offered back with a smirk as he rolled the toothpick to the other side of his mouth.

“Is there something you need?” You asked with a quirked brow. “Or are you just blocking my light on purpose.” You pushed your glasses back down as you heard Studd chuckle.

“What? Can't a guy come visit his friend?” 

“Oh, we’re friends now?” You asked with a snicker. “Cmon what do you need? Shouldn’t you be swimming down there with Page?” 

“I’ve had enough swimming on the trip. More fun to have up here anyways don’t you think?” He smirked your way. You could only assume he meant what happened, a wild night with the guys the ship had picked up. Your face reddening a bit at the memory of the night.

“You had fun. I was working.” You rebutted, folding up the tanning screen you were using. 

“You seemed to be enjoying yourself even with your… work.” You could only scoff. “Say. Looks like you're burning up Chico. You might wanna reapply.” 

You looked Down to your arms and sighed. Might as well. Better to be safe than sorry. You reached over to the bottle and began to reapply to your arms before looking over. Still seeing Studd’s gaze on you. A smirk grew on your face. “You know.” You began catching Studd’s attention. “Since we’re friends now… you wouldn’t mind doing my back right?” 

 You should’ve expected the grin that grew on Diamond’s face.  “More than happy too.” You turned to lay on your stomach. Tossing the bottle for him to catch as you let out a small sigh. Finally, Some proper treatment around here. Sure, you were paid handsomely but you deserved to be pampered too sometimes.

You closed your eyes. Arms resting under your head. You felt the large hands press against your back and you let out a small sigh. His hands slowly rubbed the sunscreen into your warm skin. He was taking his sweet time with it. Hands rubbing into your shoulder blades. Letting out tension you didn’t even realize was stored there. “Fuck Studd…” you breathed out. Once you heard the chuckle from above you looked back to shoot a glare towards him.

“Hey hey. I’m taking care of you here. You should learn to be grateful.” Studd rebutted as his hand went to lay on your lower back. You shook your head before relaxing once again against your arms. However, as his hand didn’t move… just staying there rubbing small circles into your hips you glanced back. 

“What’re you trying now, Studd.” You lowered your sunglasses and Studd simply offered a wolfish grin. His other hand going to your other hip and simply giving it a small squeeze. You let out a small sigh. Shaking your head and looking forward once again you huffed. “You’re a pervert Studd you know that?” Your eyes closed shut as you felt his hands move from your hips. Finally, just back to normal. No funny business. 

You felt the hands travel to the middle of your back, slowly traveling down more and more under you felt them hook to your swim bottoms. Your eyes shot open and just as he was about to tug them down you grabbed his wrist. Squeezing it harshly. “Not here. Are you insane?!” You whisper hissed between your teeth, however Diamond’s smile just remained on his face as he leaned close to yours. Whispering back, “Then where Chico.” the way he enunciated his words causing your chest to bump at his teasing tone. You gulped as you looked around. You could still hear the splashing from wherever Dallas and the dolls were. You met Studd’s gaze again before motioning your head to the interior of the yacht. 

                                                             —

 As soon as the door closed for the room, you felt your wrist get grabbed and you were turned on your heel as Studd pressed rough lips against yours. Your eyes fluttered with the kiss as your hands went to wrap around his neck, hands digging into the black curls. You were quick to indulge, wrapping your one arm around his neck while the other found a comfortable spot in his slicked back hair. You groaned as you fell back onto the bed, you looked up to him before grinning, reaching over to the hem of his pants to quickly pull them down. Were you even shocked to see he was commando…? You didn’t give it much thought before taking his cock down your throat. Your head quickly bobbed as your hands found a place on those incredible thighs. So maybe he had gotten under your skin and gotten you riled up. You’d get him back for it. You had too. You pulled away after a bit and batted your lashes up at him. 

“This what you wanted?” You asked with a cocked brow and Studd only grinned down. 

“Oh, it’s more than what I wanted.” “You’re terrible.” You said with an eye roll before getting on your hands and knees. “You going to finish what you started earlier?” You asked with a quirked brow and a smirk on your lips. Studd let out a hearty laugh as he reached one of the side tables. 

“Impatient are we now?” “Well, you got me all worked up so the least you could do is help me out.” You huffed before gasping out as you felt one of his lubed-up fingers enter you. You shuddered and pressed your head against your arms. It wasn’t long until another entered… and then another. You were halfway sure you were about to cum on his fingers before he pulled out. You let out a shaky sigh and looked back at him. “Good…?” 

“You’re all good don’t worry.” he said as he patted your ass before aligning himself. You felt him prod a few times before sliding in. 

 You let out a small whine as Diamond Studd was finally inside you. Causing your back to arch ever so slightly as you pressed your face against the sheets. The silk blanket wringing slightly under your grasp. You felt his one hand wrapped tightly around your waist while the other found the back of your head to keep you pressed down. Hot skin and ice-cold a/c was the perfect mixture. A cocktail of sensation as you felt the warmth of your sun kissed skin occasionally touched by the small gusts of cool air from the a/c above. “Fuck... fuck fuck Studd oh my god.” You let out in a shaky voice and the man chuckled above you. “Already Chico? What happened to your little attitude huh?” He jerked his hips forward a bit and you let out a strangled cry. 

“Oh fuck…” he moaned as he bottomed out inside of you. Your eyes rolling back for a moment before looking behind you to take in Studd. The Enigma. Twisted Steel and Sex appeal. God Dallas wasn’t lying about that. His hand went to give your hip a small squeeze and you reached back to grab his wrist. “Fucking Christ Studd.” His hand squeezed your hip in a way to assure you perhaps. “Let me take care of you.” He said as he steadied his pace to fast thrusts. Though they weren’t shallow thrusts that you’d have with cheap drunken hookups that left you feeling disappointed. No. These were deep thrusts that had you seeing stars with each one and your legs shaking. His hands gripped firm on your hips added to the butterflies fluttering in your stomach. Your eyes gazed back.  It was so… nice to see. You managed to look up a bit and see the blissed out expression on Studd’s face. Always the cocky one, too confident for his own good, the guy who knew he was stunning, now looking blissed out inside of you. It caused a swell of pride almost. A few loose strands of hair getting into his face, you smirked at him, and he met your gaze with a smirk on his own. You leaned up a bit, he seemed to pick up the message as he met you halfway to capture you into another passionate bruising kiss, his free hand going to trail up your chest before coming back down to hold you close as his thrusts began to grow sloppy. 

“Fucking Christ don’t give up on me yet.” You said quickly as you grabbed his hand to place it on your cock, he got the message, quickly rubbing his hand up and down. It didn’t take long for you to cry out as your chest lurched forward as you came. Studd’s face buried in your neck as he himself finished inside of you. The two of you collapsed on top of each other, your hands quickly darting to wrap around Studd. Just to keep him around a bit longer. You just wanted a little longer. 

Studd’s own arms pulled you closer if that was even possible. “This make us friends now…?” He whispered into your skin, and you were quiet for a moment before shoving his shoulder. “Yeah… sure we are. Friends.” You joked with a snicker as you pressed your forehead against his. “This mean I can have the night off?” Studd’s eyes widened. “What?! And have Page make drinks, are you insane?” You could only burst out laughing as you buried your face into his neck. 

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|Salty Sea Ships| Total Drama All Stars II

Word Count: 5,175 (It's not as long, sorry to disappoint)

Link to the previous chapter: https://bjax27.tumblr.com/post/695426147837788160/puck-you-total-drama-all-stars-ii

“Last time on total drama all stars, two!” Chris did his intro on the quiet dock during the middle of the night. A blood moon was in the background of the shot.

“Tensions rose at the rink, as our competitors played in an eventful game of hockey at our brand-new facility. Due to the Eagles cheating in our first challenge, Heather was subjected to the penalty box. Scott was back to his usual tricks, lighting fires under his own team, and the Eagles by tripping Cameron. The Otters, well… they Ottered it up in typical fashion, losing both of their games. After it was all said and done, the Otters opted to send Trent home after his less then stellar performance at the rink. However because I want to switch things up, I sent Trent to the Eagles and Cameron to the Otters. Maybe giving Mike and Zoey their old buddy back will help them win, and at the same time hamper the Eagles? How will Trent and Gwen compete alongside each other? How kindly will the campers take to me waking them up this late at night for this week's challenge? Find out this and more on this week’s installment of Total Drama All-Stars two!” Chris flashed a smile and held up two fingers.

Glamorous Golden Eagles

“…I completely understand your frustrations, Gwen. It’s not an easy situation to compete in. But cmon, look at what we did together in the last challenge!” Courtney attempted to console Gwen. The two girls weren’t alone as Dawn was invited into Courtney’s room as well.

“I sense that Trent is uneasy as well, I know that he means no harm and that he wishes to make up. He is still very dissatisfied with how things ended” Dawn said.

“I’m still so amazed as to how you can do that. I mean I’d like to think I can read people pretty well, but that’s a genuine gift” Courtney replied amazed.

“Thanks you two, I feel just a little bit more at ease about the whole situation now” Gwen smiled.

Across the hall, Harold was playing some video games with Trent.

“How are you so good at these?” Trent asked.

“Well Trent, I just have mad skills bro. Besides that, I was playing with Cameron the past few weeks, he’s easily a skilled competitor in the game of Smash Brothers” Harold answered nonchalantly.

Cuts to confessional

“I know Trent came to me because of my mad skills, and he’s gonna need as many allies as possible. Gwen and Courtney seem inseparable, B and Dawn are obviously friends, and Heather exists. That just leaves Sammy and me”

“I taught you well Harold!” Heather said from outside the confessional, scaring Harold.

End of confessional

“I see. Well, I think it’s about time I get to my room and settle in for the night-” Trent was cut off by a very loud speaker coming from the outside.

“Good evening Campers! For tonight’s challenge, we will be utilizing this uncommon blood moon to take some amazing pictures of animals on the archipelago. Meet me at the dock for your equipment, pronto!” Chris finished his announcement by briefly laughing.

Courtney and Heather simultaneously screamed into their pillow, and Gwen and Dawn just rolled their eyes. Trent was about to take a stock off Harold before they both put down their controllers. The group all quickly got dressed if they weren’t already and headed outside.

Colossal Cobras

“Why does he do this to us? What did we do to deserve this?” Dave cried out.

“We signed up for the show, genius,” Scott scoffed.

“Unfortunately Dave, he’s right. This is what it’ll take to win the two and a half million. Now get dressed bro, we gotta be on the dock soon” Shawn said adjusting his beanie.

“Sigh” Dave sighed.

The girl's cabin for the Cobras didn’t fare much better, as everyone was asleep. The speaker startled Sky, Bridgette, and Leshawna, all the same.

“My fourth season and I can’t with this y’all. I so need this prize money” Leshawna said angrily.

“I have to agree with you Leshawna. I’m gonna kill him” Bridgette rubbed her eyes and lifted the covers off of her.

“I may have an unpopular opinion on this, but I feel more than ready to compete in this challenge” Sky dismounted from her bed, sticking the landing from the top bunk.

Cut to Confessional

“My personal trainer often wakes me up sporadically to go on sprints throughout the early morning hours. Thus, preparing me for moments like these” Sky smiled.

End of the Confessional

“I’m so glad you are girl because that Hockey challenge still has me sore” Bridgette rubbed her side.

As for the Otters, Lightning dashed out of the cabin doors with Cameron and Cody draped over his back. Zoey and Mike followed behind worriedly.

“We’re Sha-winning this challenge!” Lightning continued to dash to the dock with little to no trouble with the pair on his back.

Cuts to confessional

“That is my charitable donation for this sha-team. If carrying in challenges isn’t enough, I might have to physically carry these string beans too!” Lighting said panting.

End of Confessional

“Lighting! Relax, please! Cameron has been through a lot lately!” Zoey said worriedly.

“Good point” Lightning set both Cameron and Cody down on the ground carelessly.

“Cam, Cody! Are you two all good?” Mike asked.

“Yeah I’m fine, I can’t say the same for Cameron though” Cody pointed towards Cameron who lay on the ground groaning.

“What’s all this racket for? I just got up” Duncan said, rubbing his eyes.

“This noise is not good for my beauty sleep. Chris McClean would be a dead man back home I assure you” Alejandro said.

The teams slowly gathered together on the dock. The cobras, the otters, and then the eagles. Heather took the longest out of anyone to arrive on the dock.

“What took you so long? It’s not like you wear the most clothes out of anyone here!” Courtney said annoyed.

“Shut up Courtney, some people like to look good for all occasions. Even if it’s a late-night challenge like this” Heather scoffed.

“Good evening Campers. For tonight’s challenge, you will be riding on the boats behind me to capture pictures of different animals on the island. Each team has a designated driver, a camera person, and crewmates. As far as how you get the pictures, there are no rules. Just report back here by sunrise, and we’ll put your pictures on the projector. Since the Glamorous Golden Eagles won the previous challenge, they will be given these!” Chris tossed a pair of night vision goggles to Courtney and Harold.

“Those will help out your cameraman immensely, as you can point out spots to take pictures. As for the lot of you, grab a duffle bag with your team's supplies on it. Gather your crew, assign your roles, and move out! Oh, and before I forget, take these” Chris fished in his raincoat pockets for maps. Throwing one to Dave, Trent, and Mike.

“This is a rough idea of what the archipelago should look like. There are seven islands, and we’ve only ever had challenges on two of them. That means the rest are unknown!” Chris attempted to scare the campers to no avail.

“Now then, on your marks, get set, go!” Chris sounded an air horn and the campers were off and running to the shoreline.

The campers each boarded their respective boats. The Eagles and Otters had immediately left shore, and the Cobras chose a more practical and patient approach.

“I call being the driver!” Scott said immediately. The team boarded the boat, one by one, perfectly fine up until Dave attempted to board. He fell into the water, wetting the map, and having to swim back out and try again.

“So. Cold.” Dave started shivering.

“Watch where you're stepping next time,” Scott scoffed.

“Moving on! We need a photographer, map reader, and crew mates” Sky said.

“I wouldn’t mind being a crewmate,” Bridgette answered.

“That takes one of them. Who else?” Sky asked. The only person willing to do so was Shawn. Sky approved.

“I’ll read the map if you don’t mind hun,” Leshanwa asked Dave, to which he nodded. When Leshawna tried to read the map, it wasn’t legible.

“Darn it Dave, look what you did. We don’t have a legible map anymore” Sky said angrily.

“I’m sorry, didn’t mean for that to happen, was just a tad bit clumsy getting on the ship” Dave answered while still shivering.

“Anyway, so that leaves Tyler, Owen, and Dave, who haven’t been assigned roles, and where’s Brick?” Sky wondered.

Cuts to confessional

“I’m not scared of many things, but the dark, that thing, it scares me” Brick’s teeth were chattering out of fear.

End of confessional

“Sorry everyone, I am right here” Brick responded. He was noticeably nervous.

“I volunteer as an honorary crew mate. Unfortunately, I didn’t quite make the cut for the navy, but I am familiar with a ship” Brick put his teammates at ease.

“Very well then. I’m not into photography, so one of you three can decide who takes that job” Sky shrugged.

Dave raised his hand, and to his disappointment, Shawn slowly moved it back down.

“I was never the artsy type back at school, I pretty much only played sports, y'know? So it would be hard for me to take good pictures. I think letting Dave do it might not be so bad” Tyler said, sticking up for Dave.

“Yeah, why not? I mean he probably has awesome photography skills that we didn’t even know about” Owen chimed in.

“I’m cool with it, if they are,” Leshawna and Bridgette shrugged simultaneously.

“Knock yourself out Dave” Scott tossed Dave the camera into his chest, and smiled sheepishly.

Cuts to confessional

“Okay, look, I can’t really photograph, drive a boat, or really do much of anything on a ship. But listen, I want to be invested in the game, that was my biggest downfall before. I’m here to win some money after all. Maybe even Sky will forgive me if we talk things out now that her boyfriend is for sure out of the picture” Dave said confidently.

End of confessional

“Well, everyone else who isn’t doing anything important, just help out in any way that you can. If you see any cool animals or potential shots for Dave to take, just shout it out” Shawn said, as they left the dock and started speeding off.

Optimistic Otters

“Where is Sha-Lightning driving this thing?” Lighting asked speeding off into the water.

“Says here, according to the map we’re approaching an island that’s not too far North from the dock” Mike pointed out.

“Just keep going forward Lightning, we’ll reach it soon” Zoey chimed in.

Glamorous Golden Eagles “Woo-hoo! Ah, this is so much fun!” Courtney said manning the wheel. She smiled happily, Gwen and Heather standing close by giving directions to the rest of the crew.

“Okay, so we’ve got Courtney, driving obviously, but who's gonna read our map?” Gwen looked at the relatively calm group.

B shrugged, taking the map from Trent.

“Now, which one of you losers is- sorry, which one of you is going to be our camera person?” Heather said, trying so hard not to start a fight with her teammates.

“Ah what the heck? Why not me right?” Trent offered, and Heather tossed him the camera. He took it and started immediately messing around with the settings.

“Okay, map person, camera person, Harold just carry this flashlight or something, I don’t know” Heather handed him the flashlight, and He clicked it on and off.

“What about me?” Dawn asked quietly.

“Oh dear god, you scared me, where were you even?” Heather asked, startled.

“Here the entire time, I think I’ll help look over the map as well if that's fine with you of course?” Dawn said.

Cuts to confessional

“I don’t mind being low profile, and super under the radar, but there’s a point where enough is enough. I have to command some sort of respect around here” Dawn said bitterly.

End of confessional

“Okay, I guess Amy, Heather, and I will help out as crewmates, whatever that’s supposed to mean” Gwen shrugged.

“…the otters have approached one of the islands on our archipelago! Their crew is for sure taking pictures on that island as we speak!” Chris’s voice could be heard from the walkie-talkie in the duffle bag.

“I didn’t know we had a walkie, also if we want any chance at winning, we gotta get some good shots too, let's get onto an island asap!” Courtney sped up the boat, and the crew was unpreparedly grabbing a hold of the railing.

Optimistic Otters

“It’s very dark out here isn’t it? But the moon is beautiful” Alejandro commented.

“For sure, nothing quite like this back at home, that’s for sure” Jasmine responded.

The team had entered an archipelago that was relatively small in landmass, but it was still home to a very diverse ecosystem. Including some tropical birds, various fish, and lizards from what could be seen.

“Ooh, I think this would make an excellent shot right here. Look at this lizard, using its camouflage ability, and the moon is in the backdrop, how amazing” Cody zoomed in with the camera, taking a few shots before his teammates moved forward.

“Can I see?” Mike asked, and Cody passed the camera to him.

“That’s an awesome shot, Cody, keep it up and we stand a pretty good shot to win this challenge… hopefully,” Mike said cautiously optimistic. Cody chuckled.

“I don’t see much of anything here you guys. Maybe a few tropical birds around, and that lizard we just saw. I fancy us going elsewhere, afterall the archipelago does have several locations of different islands” Jasmine analyzed the island.

“We’re already here captain Amazon, what's the harm in taking a few more pictures?” Duncan challenged.

“I suppose you're right, but I just want to see everything we can and get as much information as possible, you never know what Chris has up his sleeve,” Jasmine said.

“Allow me to break this tie, friends. Let Cody continue to take his phenomenal pictures, we have to win today, or another one of us will surely be going home. No way would McLean not send someone home after the last ceremonies events” Alejandro said.

Just then Cody took a shot of a green macaw with the help of Cameron pointing the flashlight in the direction of the camera. The macaw was about to fly off into the distance, but you could still see its green color under the moonlight.

“Not bad Cody, you got the moon and everything too” Camera slapped hands with Cody in excitement.

“Thanks, Cam, we probably should move though, other teams will be at this island soon, as it’s the closest to the main island” Cody started walking towards the boat, and the others followed.

Colossal Cobras

“Hey! This is the facility from the previous challenge, how did you know the way that easily?” Bridgette asked.

“Pappy didn’t raise me to be bad at directions I promise. Besides, we aren’t going there, we’re going here!” Scott slowed the boat down, pointing towards a nearby island that was full of trees.

“We’re going there? Awesome!” Brick said nervously.

“What’s gotten into you soldier, you seem awfully nervous for someone who’s experienced the military before” Leshawna commented.

“What? Me, no way, it simply isn’t possible” Brick answered back.

“Then why don’t you prove it by leading us into battle soldiers” Scott taunted.

“I will do just that” Brick answered right back by taking the flashlight, and waiting for the boat to stop nearby the island. He anchored the ship and was the first one onto the shoreline. The sand had a few crabs moving throughout, and the forest was a few feet away from the shoreline.

“I think a shot of these starfish next to the shore wouldn’t be too bad,” Dave said before clicking the camera, taking a decent shot of the starfish on shore.

“We gotta get a few more shots on this island, otherwise this trip wasn’t exactly worth it” Shawn commented.

“Fair enough, but how are we supposed to get good pictures while it’s this dark outside? This moon won’t do us much good” Dave said.

“C’mon Dave and Shawn, we have to go into the forest. Hopefully, we’ll find some wildlife there worth taking pictures of” Sky pulled on Dave’s hand and Shawn rolled his eyes, following the pair.

The forest was rather large, taking up a majority of the island. The trees stood tall, as their leaves blew into the wind. The Cobras would find hardly any wildlife on this island they found. A few seagulls flying, maybe a butterfly passing, but not much of anything worthy of note.

“How are we supposed to get pictures, if there aren’t any animals to take pictures of?” Tyler asked as his teammates looked very discouraged.

“Beats me Tyler, I thought this island was going to have animals to take pictures of for sure. I do think we have some time left though” Shawn shrugged.

“Do you guys know where large and in charge went?” Leshawna asked.

“I think he went to the “latrine” as he calls it” Dave answered. The group exchanged looks, each standing in the forest clearing, waiting for Brick to finish using the bathroom. He had taken their only flashlight as well.

“C’mon Brick, it’s just the dark, you're stronger than this, you're better than this” Brick's hands were shaking out of fear. Just then, the flashlight dimmed, and then briefly went out before turning back on.

“Phew, no now it would’ve been really bad if-” The flashlight went out completely.

“What’s that noise?” Brick asked himself, as he heard intense rustling noises coming from the tall grass nearby.

“It’s probably a bunny or something, no need to worry” Brick attempted to take care of business, and once he finished up, a scream was coming from the opposite direction of his teammates.

“AHHHHHHHHH!” A masked and body suit-covered Izzy screamed from the treetops. Her suit was covered in vines and vegetation, it was hardly recognizable what animal she was attempting to be.

“AHH!” Brick zipped his pants and ran towards his teammates, gaining all of their attention.

“What happened to you?” Sky asked. The rest of the team was curious as well.

“You didn’t hear that scream? Now, let’s move soldiers, we aren’t here alone and we aren’t armed to fight!” Brick attempted to reason with his teammates.

“Fair enough, but we have to find another island and fast because we have till sunrise, and it’s already starting to get a bit brighter outside” Sky agreed, and the team rushed back to the boat, leaving Izzy, all alone, or so they thought.

Glamorous Golden Eagles

“Nice work Trent, we’ll for sure win with those” Harold and Trent slapped hands, and the rest of the team was satisfied with the pictures.

“Just trying my best, after all, I don’t want to disappoint any of my new teammates” Trent smiled.

“Well, we still have plenty of time till sunrise, you guys just want to explore some more? The archipelago has seven islands total, and we’ve only been on three. Not to mention we can take some more pictures for the camera, and strategize for future challenges” Heather suggested to the team, and Courtney nodded her head in approval.

“I like the way you're thinking, for once,” Courtney joked. “Oh shut it prep school” Heather taunted back. The two girls laughed, and Gwen smiled. The rest of the team smiled as well, as they were perfectly content with a leisurely tour around the islands.

Optimistic Otters

“Must I say, Cody, your camera skills are phenomenal. As we would say back home, maravilloso, well done!” Alejandro patted Cody on the shoulder.

“Thanks, I guess. I mean, I took some photography classes back home once, and once you learn, it’s pretty simple” Cody shrugged. The team had finally made it back to their boat each boarding one at a time. Mike and Zoey, of course, ensured that Cameron was safely on after his track record in the previous challenges.

“Cam, does your arm feel any better?” Mike asked, looking at Cameron’s snake-bitten and injured arm.

“A little, but it’s still in pain, I assure you. The hockey challenge didn’t help very much at all” Cameron winced in pain.

Cuts to confessional

“Poor Cameron, but I’m super happy that he’s here with us, and not playing against us” Zoey looked at the camera happily.

End of Confessional

“Where’s Sha-Lightning going? Are we good with the pictures? I just wanna win once man!” Lightning said as he started up the boat's engine. Just then Chris started speaking into his walkie-talkie.

“Attention Campers, we have about an hour left until sunrise! For those of you who have finished your pictures, great! You can freely explore, for those of you who haven’t, chop chop” Chris finished talking with his signature laugh.

“I’d say we go for a few more, just be safe. We haven’t won any challenges at all yet” Duncan suggested, gaining approval from a few of his teammates.

“Lightning, if you don’t mind I think I have a place we can get to. You’ll just have to trust me and let me drive” Jasmine attempted to take the wheel, and Lightning wouldn’t budge.

“Tall lady, just sha-tell me where we’re sha-going and I can make it happen” Lightning pleaded his case, and much to his dismay, Jasmine refused.

“Why don’t ya do the harry and get off the ship, I’m excellent with directions, but when it’s this time of night, it’s easier for me to do the driving instead of the guiding” Jasmine fought back.

“Enough! Lightning, please step aside and give Jasmine a shot. We already have some amazing pictures, but Jasmine may be able to give us the chance to take even more” Zoey interrupted by separating them. Lightning let go of the steering wheel, and Jasmine took over.

Colossal Cobras

“Okay, is everyone good?” Sky asked her teammates. She was out of breath, much like the rest of the group.

“What was that thing? I could barely see it with the corner of my eye but it was scary” Dave commented.

“Was it Zombies? Surely they can’t already be here to eat my brain. I can’t allow that to happen, man, these islands are freaky” Shawn curled up into a ball and started shaking.

Brick was noticeably nervous, as he was the one who had the run-in with the supposed monster. Just then the lights on the front of the ship cut out.

“Uh, guys. What happened?” Scott asked as let his foot off the gas pedal a bit.

“Beats me, but we still have the flashlights in the duffel bag, right?” Bridgette asked, fumbling her hands inside the bag. She didn’t have much luck finding them.

“About that, heh” Brick scratched the back of his head, nervous to tell his team what happened next.

“What happened here sarge, seems that you’ve come back empty handed,” Scott said slyly.

“This isn’t a time to be making jabs at others, we don't have any light source out here, and I’m starting to get nervous,” Tyler said, pointing out the obvious.

Izzy rose up from the water and jumped aboard the ship. She immediately took off her mask.

“Hiya Big O!” Izzy shouted, and the Cobras lost their minds. Scott started to speed up the boat as fast as he could.

“AH!” Brick took the camera right out of Dave’s hands and threw it right at Izzy, completely missing. He started throwing items from the duffle bag, including the compass, a spare life jacket, and some protein bars, not one of the items hitting Izzy.

“Nice to meet you too I guess. Well, you guys are probably wondering why I’m dressed like this. To answer that question, Chris paid me, you guys! I like so totally do not want to be on these islands anymore. I think the kid in the beanie peed himself, same with the large and in charge, military man. Oops, I probably shouldn’t have said that. Anyway, good luck in your challenge or whatever. Talk soon Owen, love you, baby!” The team’s jaws were completely on the floor. Izzy, just then jumped right off the boat just before Scott crashed it into the shoreline of the other islands. All of the contestants on the ship groaned, no one sustaining any major injuries.

The Cobras couldn’t move their damaged ship and decided to shelter in place for the evening. The Eagles returned to the main island to get some rest before the second part of the challenge. As for the Otters, they spent the night taking several more pictures and even found some actual otters to take pictures of. The sun started rising as the teams made their way back. The Cobras were taken back, via Chef. Chris had the projector and the computer set up for the teams to display their pictures.

“Time's up! Let’s see whatcha got Eagles” Chris looked over at Trent and he nodded, walking toward the projector and computer with the SD card. The screen immediately showed the team's pictures, and they weren’t too bad. He had taken a few pictures of the same macaw Cody and the others had seen, as well as a picture of a few smaller fish, and a lemur as well.

“Not bad stuff Trent, but will it be enough? Next up, the Otters!” Cody looked over at the projector and started his walk over. He ejected the Eagle's SD card and put in his own.

“Wow, you found actual Otters like the ones in your team name! Bonus points for that one Cody. Not to mention that cool shot of the lizard, with the usage of additional lighting. You guys will be taking first, unless the Cobras blow me away with their pictures” Just then as Cody returned to his seat at the amphitheater, Dave stood up, empty-handed.

“Unfortunately, Chris, we don’t have any pictures to show” Dave sighed before sitting back down.

“Well, what happened to the camera?” Chris asked.

“We had gotten into a fight with a monster, only to find out it was Izzy, during that fight we threw the camera at her, causing it to go overboard” Shawn continued. Heather was attempting to hold back her laughter, as Gwen glared at her.

“Well as I pretty much said before, Otters will take their first win!” Chris said as the Otters jumped up from their seats excitedly. Mike, Zoey, and Cameron formed a group hug. Cody and Duncan slapped hands, Lightning and Jasmine smiled, but their smiles faded the moment the two looked at each other. Alejandro grinned proudly to round out the group's celebration.

“Cobras, Elimination ceremony, later. However, we have to make sure none of you sustained any major injury in your, uh, incident we’ll call it” Chris motioned them over to the nurse's tent where a disgruntled Chef Hatchet was waiting.

Elimination Ceremony

The tiki torches were lit, the voting tablet was charged, and the peanut gallery was filled with members of the Optimistic Otters, each satisfied that they were not sitting on the logs in the circle, waiting to see who was being sent home.

“Good evening Cobras, likewise Otters, speaking of, how do you guys like it in the Peanut Gallery? The first time over there must be nice. Anyway, let’s get this show on the road here folks, I’m certain a lot of you are very tired after the challenge. Today’s MVP will be Sky, not that she did much of anything, she didn’t screw up the challenge, like at all” Sky graciously accepted the marshmallow, and Chris looked to continue.

“In any event, let’s get these votes in people!” Chris motioned Shawn over to the booth, and he started the festivities.

Voting Booth confessional

“Gotta say, man, Brick seemed scared. I can’t have someone scared on my team when the zombie apocalypse inevitably happens” Shawn shrugged.

“I know I’m at risk of being voted out, but I really did try my best, and I hope Sky can see that,” Dave said worriedly.

“Oh, to be honest, I think we all did badly in our own right. But, someone has to take the fall, just glad this time it’s not me” Sky said happily.

End of Voting Booth confessionals

“When I call your name, you are deemed safe and can compete in another challenge” Chris lifted the tray and started tossing the marshmallows out.

“Tyler, my man” Chris tossed the Marshmallow.

“Odell!” Tyler caught his marshmallow with one hand in the air, but he leaned too far back making the catch, and he stumbled over the log behind him.

“Owen!” He opened his mouth and the marshmallow went right inside. “Bridgette and Leshawna are both safe” Chris tossed two marshmallows in their direction.

“Shawn, cutting it close here huh?” Chris threw the marshmallow to him, and he let it bounce off his head.

“It’s okay though, Scott cut this one even closer, but he can live to see another day” Chris threw the marshmallow to a sneering Scott.

“Bottom two! Dave, you didn’t provide much of anything in today's challenge, not to mention you stained the map at the very beginning when you fell into the water while attempting to board the ship. As for you Brick, you threw out several important materials from the ship, caused Izzy to go after you and your team, and essentially caused Scott to crash the boat from all the panic.

“The final marshmallow goes too” Dave and Brick looked at one another nervously, as Chris slowly placed his hands on the marshmallow, and readied his throw.

…

Suspense maybe?

…

“Dave, you are safe!” Chris tossed him the final marshmallow, as Brick started his walk toward the escape pod.

“Well Brick, any last words before I send you off?” Chris said holding the switch.

“No sir, this elimination was completely fair! I have disappointed you all” Brick said humbly.

“Sorry it had to be you, Brick, you're ten times the man I am,” Dave said apologetically, and Brick shook his head no.

“Nonsense soldier, you can be a man in your way Dave, and people will respect you for who you are!” With that, Brick was sent off and the splash got the waiting Cobras very wet.

“Well, another episode is in the books here on the island! The Otters finally won their first game, will they start a winning streak? How will Trent settle in on the Glamorous Golden Eagles now that he’s been through his first challenge? Will Sky ever give Dave some sort of respect? Find out next time on Total Drama All-Stars, two!” Chris flashed a smile and put two fingers into the air.

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No debriefing, I'm tired asf and it's basically 1 am where I live, so yeahhh. Love you guys though, I promise.

[winderlylandchime]

1/2 To answer any questions, he stayed outside for 40 minutes. 6 cigarettes and a NAP in the middle of the grass. I had to check up on him twice bc my cousins forced me to check if he’s still alive. Then his alarm clock went off, he got up, came inside, took his pills and then sat down and went to 2x17. Not a single word said. I fear we are slowly witnessing his breakdown.

‘THEY’RE GOING ON A TRIP FOR A WHOLE WEEK! Hallelujah! I was so fucking worried before. Oh thank you fucking hell!’ He visibly relaxed and is now smiling. ‘They’ve been together only for 7 years and yet they act like they wrote the fucking book on couples counseling! Oh are they gonna have a threesome?..oh sweetheart, Melly doesn’t do spontaneous, she does judgey’ ‘oh shit, so Brian’s company is being taken over but he’s still making time for the trip? where are mel and linds now with their bullshit? SEE! I told you my boy cares!’ He just went on his phone and checked his bank account just in case if someone accidentally gave him money too. The second time he looked at it, his bank automatically payed a bill that just came through and he almost had a heart attack. ‘This little baldy is going to ruin my plans for the episode, isn’t he?! MAN FUCK ALL OF THIS SHIT. What does he carry in that briefcase? I want one, i could put my pills in it and maybe like a sandwich or something. BALD MAN IS GONNA FUCK UP MY TRIP TO VERMONT!…*pauses tv* now tell me baldy, why is the fuck is it any of your business where he puts his dick? THATS RIGHT BRIAN TELL HIM! THATS MY BOY!’ ‘PICKLE GUY TOOK CARE OF EMY!! He made sure his baby boy was taken care of! Pickle guy, i miss you so much’ he is once again stressed because of the trip. I had to yell at him because he almost lit up a cigarette inside. ‘I like his assistant! Look at them working together and kicking ass. She knows about his extracurricular activities. I like her. Seems like he gets along with blondes’ he is currently once again on the verge of tears because of George’s tape. He just broke down in actual tears and paused the episode ‘he said he’s off on his adventure, oh Pickle Guy, i hope you have a blast on your adventure. You deserve a really fun one, full of opera and naked dudes and clubs and pickles!’ When George blew a kiss to Emmett this dumbass blew one back. ‘Oh shit there goes the trip doesn’t it? Wait no, Justin knows that Brian has a big boy job, he’s not an idiot. He knows. And he will understand so either he’ll go with him OR they’ll go a few days later. But my boy is understanding!’ He has been completely quiet since that scene up until now when the scene where Brian leaves for Chicago comes up ‘….or not….(brian says the ‘thats exactly who you’re fucking’ line) ohhh that was a nice one. I like being reminded about how badass he is at his job. *pauses tv* justin, my boy. Trust me, i get it, I’ve been rooting for you to go on a trip since like last week but he just told you if he doesn’t go, he loses his job AND you know his company is being sold. MY BOY, cmon, be understanding with me here, i thought i thought you better than this. I get it I’m like 10 years older *starts counting on his fingers* oh god…okay maybe older but my boy, my blondie, youre smart. Stop being dramatic, or be dramatic for 5 minutes but don’t fuck things up for ME, okay? Thank you, now proceed’ *starts the ep again* ‘look Mikey and Justin are friends!! I like this *pauses the tv* MY BOY HE IS NOT DEFENDING HIM, HE IS JUST STATING THE FACTS, wait hold up, i cant raise my voice at kids *takes a deep breath and looks at paused Justin* my sweet sweet oh so sweet summer child, sometimes career unfortunately takes the lead. It fucking sucks but sometimes you have to cancel on shit in order to afford food. Life sucks, especially in America, god bless it whatever. I cannot believe I am agreeing with Mike *looks at Justin in horror* look what you made me do! What else does he want?! JUSTIN FOR CRYING OUT LOUD HE JUST TOLD YOU A SCENE AGO THAT HE COULD BE FIRED. What do you think unemployment is? Do you want me to rewind the episode so you can hear it again? Exactly MICHAEL! Oh for fucks sake Justin, you fit in exactly where you are BUT HIS CAREER HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU BUT ALSO EVERYTHING LIKE BABY BOY YOU CANT POSSIBLY BE THIS FUCKING STUPID?! I cannot believe what I am witnessing. This is outrageous. Me me me me, the dude is about to lose his job!’

Oh dear... your brother is falling apart here. He's now on like a death march through the rest of this season.

He blew a kiss back to George? I love this man.

And yeah Justin is a brat about the VT trip. He really is. And also your brother is closer to 20 years older than Justin... sorry Brother.

[mayhemproduces]

Effy vs Kikutaro

Two of the most entertaining men in professional wrestling, who usually find each other as regular opponents, but haven’t faced off in a couple of months because Kikutaro hasn’t been able to get back into the United States due to visa issues. Now these two face off on Japanese soil for the second time ever! 

The two locked up, Effy being the much larger of the two men quickly forcing Kikutaro back into the ropes, where the ref tells Effy to break, and rather than break the grapple at first, Effy starts… Grinding on Kikutaro. Kikutaro is left standing there, a little befuddled by the act as Effy pulls away and backs into the middle of the the ring, calling for Kikutaro to lock up again. Kikutaro looks over at the referee a couple times, like he’s questioning what just happened, when he gets off the ropes and locks back up with Effy. Kikutaro actually gets the advantage, slipping behind Effy, and trapping him into a waistlock. Effy tries to fight out of this, before once again, starting to grind on Kikutaro again. Kikutaro quickly pulls back, and takes a few steps back, looking at referee Jake Clemons. 

“That’s against the rules!” 

“No, it’s not.” Jake Clemons replies. 

“That’s not illegal?” 

“That’s legal.” Effy calls back. “Well, maybe not here, but in America? Very legal.” 

Kikutaro shakes it off, and the two circle around each other again, and Effy slaps his chest, as the two men lock up again, with Kikutaro pulling Effy into a headlock, but Effy shoves Kikutaro off and into the ropes, Kikutaro hitting the ropes and coming back, trying to take down Effy with a shoulder block, but the two meet at a stalemate, with Effy shouting in Kikutaro’s face and flexing. Kikutaro hits the ropes again, and Effy drops down, trying to trip him, and Kiku stops, looks down at Effy, and simply kicks him in the head. Effy rolls away, holding his head, as Kiku simply remarks: “Stupid.” as Effy gets back up. Kiku charges Effy again, and Effy leapfrogs him at first, and as Kikutaro hits the ropes and turns around, Effy drops to his knees, and opens his mouth wide, clearly inviting- or rather, propositioning Kikutaro. Kikutaro starts shaking his head, “No, no, no, no…” 

“Cmon Kikutaro, let me have it…” 

“No, no, no, No thank you…” 

Effy, clearly not one to be denied, starts reaching into his trunks, and produces a dollar bill, holding it out to Kikutaro. Kikutaro approaches, and as he does, Effy puts the dollar in his mouth. Kikutaro takes it, looks at it for a second… 

“More, more money.” 

Effy sighs and rolls his eyes, looking back into his trunks for more cash. Effy grabs some more out, and hands it to Kikutaro, Kikutaro taking a second to count it. 

“More!” 

Effy sighs and rolls his eyes again, before reaching into his trunks again, and pulls out an entire stack of bills! Effy hands the money off to Kikutaro, who’s eyes go wide underneath his mask, and he throws the bills off to the side, and turns back to Effy and does a little dance, acting like he’s gonna take his pants off… before kneeing Effy right in the face! Effy is knocked down, and rolls out of the ring, and starts looking around under the ring, looking for a chair! Effy throws one into the ring, and digs for one more, looking for another one for himself. Kikutaro just stands there, looking confused, as Effy shouts for Kikutaro to pick up the chair. Kikutaro shrugs and does, before picking up the chair, as Effy slides back in, with a chair of his own. Effy shouts for Kiku to bring it, and the two swing the chairs at each other, hitting each other’s chairs, and both men drop the chairs, clearly having hurt their hands in that last collision! Both men hunch over, clearly in agony, before they both turn to one of the ringside crew, asking for something… and the crew members bring these men much, much smaller chairs. Like, toy chairs you get with your wrestling action figures. The two men turn back to each other, charge, and start engaging in what’s basically a chair sword fight with the two tiny chairs. 

Back and forth these men go, trying to gain an advantage, when Effy stops Kikutaro by holding his hands up. “Bar fight.” Effy calls out, before setting his tiny chair up on the mat, with Kikutaro following suit. Effy goes to sit down, and sits down hard, crying out in pain as he sits down on the tiny toy chair. Kikutaro laughs, calling Effy a dumbass… before Kikutaro sits down and does the same thing, also hurting himself in the process. The two men roll around in agony, having just hurt themselves, before both men start to fight back to their feet. The two men lock up again, Effy slipping behind Kikutaro and trapping him in a waistlock. Kikutaro tries to fight out of it, before he looks over at Jake Clemons. 

“Hey, look over there!” Kikutaro points to no audience member in particular, and when Clemons turns to look, he swings his foot back, and catches Effy in the beanbag with a kick! Effy hunches over in agony, and as Clemons turns back, he looks confused. “What happened?” Clemons asks, suspicious, and Kikutaro shrugs. “I don’t know, what happened to you?” Kikutaro asks Effy, innocently, before trapping Effy in a waistlock. This time it’s Effy who swigs his leg back, kicking Kikutaro in the beanbag, right in front of Jake Clemons! Clemons shouts at Effy, telling him he can’t do that, when Effy simply shrugs and says “I meant to tell you to look over there.” Pointing at the same audience member from before. Clemons goes to check on Kikutaro, when Kikutaro swings his foot back, and nails Clemons right in the bean bag! Kikutaro stands back up straight, but is surprised to find Effy standing in front of him. 

“Wait… If you’re there… Who did I..-?... Oh shit.” 

Kikutaro turns around, and starts apologizing profusely to referee Clemons, who stands up straight, and nails Kikutaro with a kick to the beanbag! A little revenge from the referee! Kikutaro, clutching his nuts, stumbles back into the corner, where Effy charges in, and nearly takes Kikutaro’s head off with a pump kick, before pulling Kikutaro down into a Leg DDT! Effy hooks the leg as he covers Kikutaro!

1…..2….3!

“Here is your winner, EFFY!” 

[lilacwineandthesinkingsun]

The man behind the curtain

AN: I guess we never really try to look behind. Like find the man behind the characters, so here's to my early morning bus ride to work across Budapest.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT THIS IS NOT FOR YOU. THANKS

You have worked towards this for the past 10 years. It started as a hobby but now it was a fullblown business, a full blown carrieer. You can do this.

A month ago you got a call from a manager, asking if you'd be available for a 6 month long job in the US because the company they originally wrote up a contract with stepped back in the last minute and now they need someone who is amazing at making latex and make up look like serious injuries. You were so speechless at first, they asked if you are still on the phone. Of course you decided to drop everything you had planned and started planning your trip to the US from Hungary. You didn't really care about the money, or the world-famous actors in it, you just wanted to do what you do best, and maybe, just maybe get yourself some other jobs for the future.

So this is how you got to New York, jet lagged af, checking into a hotel for the night before heading to the filming location to claim your very first trailer.

You got in the shower, then ordered room service, then fell asleep. The next morning you felt better, but still werent a 100%. By early afternoon you were setting your things up in the trailer. You decided to go through the papers you got just to get the overall hang of the movie, what kind of bruises and scars you should probably prepare for.

Agent movie, shirts, tuxes, sci woman, hitmans. Good then nothing too major, nothing like in the vikings 3 years ago. You will be responsible for the main character. Your eyes search trhough the text.

Main male character: Sebastian Stan.

-Fuck. - you muttered. It was true, you didn't really care about the actors and stuff, but you had the biggest chrush on him for the longest time. -This should be interesting. - you thought as you made mental notes to not be creepy and overall just be a professional. You were just a make-up artist.

Then in the late afternoon, the other makeup artists, and costumers and stylists knocked on your door, inviting you out front to get to know you. It was a staff party.

-Oh, but then like you were like neigbours with him, Romania is right there next to Hungary right?

You were a little tipsy, nothing note worthy but enough to be brave.

-Yea, i mean, a huge part of it was part of Hungary actually.. but like back then until the end of the first WW. - you chuckled. - But i have to admit i don't get that after a houndred years how can hungarians and romanians still hate eachother over it. Like cmon.. you weren't even fucking alive. Let it go. It's not like they will connect those parts back now that the 100 years had passed. - you said the history nerd bubbling up. Suddenly their eyes started to sparkle as they were looking behind you. You didn't turn, before hearing a raspy voice behind you.

-So you think our nations should be friends then? - asked Seb with a smile.

-Well if not friends then at least like... neutral. We have it shit back over there just the same.

-Why not leave then?

-No opportinuties before, but you bet i would take the first. - you smiled before turning back to the rest of the staff, who were giving you faces of amazement, annoyance.

-What? - you asked before stepping away to the side to smoke. A girl named Lily approached you, she was a makeup artist as well.

-That was amazing back there you know. - she said and you cocked your head to the side.

-What was amazing? The history nerd bubbling up? - you chuckled.

-No silly, you talking to that god as if he was just one of us.

-Well isn't he one of us? I mean we are all here to do our jobs, he just happens to be a little more famous. - you giggled as you linked your hand in hers to walk back to the rest.

Seb was watching you from afar where the other actors and actresses were. The rest of them kinda thought they were better than the staff, just as the staff thought they were lower than them, you were the first who didn't give a shit about that, and he was glad that he doesn't need to spend the next six months watching someone tiptoe around him, looking to fulfill all his wishes.

3 days later the shooting started. Mostly just talking scenes, with a few fighting ones. You were only needed in the afternoon.

There was a knock on your door.

-Come in. - you said, and soon saw Seb's smiling face as you put down your coffee.

You looked at the paper they gave you.

-Busted lip, bleeding nose, cut on left eyebrow. Easy. - you said as you motioned him to sit down.

As you got to work you noticed that he was always looking at your face. After some time it started to annoy you so you stopped, looking him in the eyes as the latex dried.

-You can ask me your question you know. - you said to him sipping your coffee. He hummed a little before looking back in your face.

-Is this an act? - he asked.

-What act? Im just doing my job.

-No, 3 days ago, was that? You acted as if i was just another person.

-Well arent you? - you chuckled before resuming your work.

-I am, i just.. i never saw any of the staff behave so... normal.

-Listen Sebastian, if you want me to worship you or some shit just cause you happen to be an actor and not one of the supporting staff, then i have to disappoint you. You are only here to do your job, just as much as me, so that makes us pretty much equal. I won't go fangirling over you or the others. I also thought you get enough of that elsewhere... - you smiled at him as he practically beamed at you. It looked funny because you were currently filling his nose with fake blood.

-Well that's refreshing. Please never change. - he said. Then you two started to talk. THe conversation flowed freely, until his manager popped in to inform him that he is being late. After you had finished your job, he stayed to talk.

That was how your next weeks went. You somehow found friends in eachother. Also talking about cultural stuff. It mostly matched which made you laugh.

Today was the last day before a 1 month break so there was another party in some local club which the staff rented out for the night. Of course the actors and the staff sat on separate ends. You and Seb communicated with facial expressions, up until his girlfriend came up to him, sitting in his lap. She surprised him or something. The next time he looked back to you, you were talking with the rest of the staff, but your smile didn't reach your eyes.

The party was in full swing everybody was dancing, when you decided to sneak out for a smoke. Noone would miss you, even Seb had his girlfriend to dote on now.

Then someone fake coughed next to you in the dimly lit alleyway, exhaling the smoke.

-Not enjoying the party?

-I am, don't you? - you lied. You both knew it was a lie at this point.

-Not really. I planned to spend it differently. Apparently PR staff thought differently.

You just scoffed and smiled. You didn't know if it's really a PR relationship, or he just wants to get in your pants.

-And how did you wanna spend it then? - you asked.

After a little silence he walked up to you, a bit too close for friends.

-I wanted to dance with this amazing woman i came to know lately. Perhaps charm her a little, you know. - he said smiling, shrugging his shoulders.

-I doubt your girlfriend would've liked that. - you said looking to the side.

-It's a PR thing to help her get more acting jobs. I dont have a girlfriends since everybody is fucking fangirling or think they invented the spanish wax. - he said as he hooked a finger under your chin making you look up at him, his other hand snaking around your waist.

-Is it really a pr thing, or you're just bored and want a quick fuck? - you asked before basically running back to the party. Lily saw that something shook you up, you were on the verge of crying, so she took you to the ladies room, to talk.

-What happened (Y/n)? i never saw you like this. - she asked full of concern.

-I might not be here after the break.

-What? you can't just leave like that. What happened?

-He happened.. i .. i really want to believe him... and i really came to like him.. and he flirts... god he knows how to do it.. but how could i be sure that his girlfriend is really just a pr action and he isn't just bored and like fuck me and leave right away? I don't wanna be anyone's booty call.

Before Lily could say anything one of the booths opened, revealing the pr girlfriend.

-If you won't trust his word, then trust mine. It is only an act to get me more jobs, nothing more nothing less. I couldn't even tell you if he's good in bed or not, cause he always refused my advances.. - she said to you as she washed her hands.- He talks about you a lot though. - before leaving.

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You spent the next 2 weeks in a hotel room. When you got a messeage from a number oyu didn't have saved.

-Shouldn't you be out, being a tourist?

-Who says i'm not? - you asked

-If you'd be i'd see it on your insta.. - the message came just as you got a notification of Seb following you, then another message came.

-I could show you some spots if you want..

-Yea, *snorts* and your PR team would be delighted about the articles saying you cheat on the missus with a lowly make up artist. :D

-Yea no, she has another fake bf now. Guess i'm too old huh?

-Oh so i'd be the rebound? :D

-Cmon just let me show you around, you can wear glasses and hats and shit. I'll come pick you up in an hour.

-Wait, how do you know where am i staying? :o

-*shakes phone* my manager?!

Then you start to get ready. You decided you'll just be yourself. He is still just a coworker. So high waisted black jeans, a hellfire club tshirt, but you cut off the sleeves. worn vans, and sunglasses.

When you walked down, he was already in the lobby, his eyes lit up as he saw you. He put a hand around your waist, greeting you with a small kiss on your cheek. He handed you a coffee as you stepped out to the street. You spent the day visiting touristy spots. His sunglasses really were pulling the Clark Kent effect, noone bothered you two. The last stop of the day was Lady Liberty. You were on a ship, he must have arranged it because noone was on it except it's crew and you two. As you stood next to the railing, watching the water, the statue, the city, you didn't notice him getting closer, only did when he put his arms around you.

You turned around in his arms, now facing him. He was smiling, looking into your eyes.

-What? - you asked smiling, not breaking eyecontact.

-You're amazing. - he said bumping his nose to yours.

-Is your next sentence asking if you can kiss me? - you teased him, and he just shrugged his shoulders.

-If it were, would you let me?

-An old man kiss me? hmm... let me think.. - you said teasingly as you snaked your arms around his neck, making you both chuckle. He pulled you closer, flush to him before he slowly kissed you. You never thought you'd get to do this, but now you did, it was as if you had done it a thousand times before, as if you'd be together for years now. It was so natural. He did not let you out of his hold for the remainder of the night. He only did when he escorted you back to the hotel.

-Do i get to take you on a date?

-Do you want to? - you asked shy.

-Course i want to, i only have what, like two months to convince you to stay. - he said before kissing you again.

[imizzu]

I have a request. If the obey me characters were busy and miss them so we stole their jacket. How will they react when they found out we are wearing it?

Obey me brothers react! When Mc stole there jacket~

A/N : fluff fluff fluff fluff every where

Genre : fluff

Warning : none

♡🌹♡🌹♡🌹♡🌹♡🌹♡🌹♡🌹♡🌹♡🌹♡🌹♡🌹♡🌹♡🌹

Licifer

First off all his human is missing second his coat..

He found those two at the same time

You were all curled up into a ball in ur bed

"Mc if you want my attention you know you can just ask me, right?" He chuckled

While you were asleep and got surprised at his deep voice..

"Sorry.."

"Mm L... Let me sleep more.."

And! You dozed off

Lucifer layed down next to you

"Mc did you miss me?" He kissed your forehead

"... Y... Yes" he chuckled and caresses you cheek

"I'm sorry honey you can sleep again" And cuddled you, tho even he's not the man who hate hugs.. Mc your making the impossible possible 🙎‍♀️

Mammon

gambling gambling and gambling until he forgot about paying attention to you..

when you guys got home he counted his money and took off his jacket

You stole it before he can even notice it and excuse yourself

And now?? "Where are you mc??? WHERE DID MY JACKET GO-"

he got up and went to your room only to find out your wearing it

And you ofc who was sleeping and was surprised when he slammed the door

He's flustered

"O-oi!!! Thats mine! Don't steal that.. Ya human d-dont know what happens when you steal from a demon!!"

"do ya' wanna be cuddles by THE GREAT MAMMON that bad?"

"ofc ya wanna HAHAHA"

Mammon...

Leviathan

he's playing another game for a ruri-chan figurine! omg shocker

while you, mc who needs affection you decided to steal his own big ass jacket

curl up into a ball in his tub and sleep.. Zz

When he was done he realized that his jacket.. GONE!!

and then he saw ur feet.. Laying on the sides of the tub he looked at it and.. AHH... M-MOE..

Your all curled up... M-MOE..

He can't take it

He fainted

And woke up

"Mc I had a dream that you wore my-"

He's a stuttering mess.

Satan

"where his jacket? idk" -mammon to -Luci

Mc who needed affection took the jacket sir-

"My my~ what are you doing with my jacket?"

"Did you miss me?"

"Awhh look at you.."

he. teases. you. Every. Fucking. Second

And you took it off

"Mm.. Hmph"

"Sweetie I was just joking pls, wear it again, pls?"

"No..dont wanna, leave" you were clearly pouting

"Sweetie pls I'm sorry =("

And you wore it. ugh this mf guilt tripping mc-

you guys slept together <3

Asmodeus

he whine since where is his scarf??

And he found you.. And his scarf!

"Honey you look to good!"

"Let's take a selfie! Cmon don't be shy~"

"You look so cute darling~"

you just wanted warmness and to sleep.. How did it got to you trying every clothes that he has

How

When

Why

What is your questions

And after you were done.. You guys slept and cuddled

"I love you~ you looked so cute in my scarf I'm sorry~"

"Hmph.. I love you too"

Help I'm so tired I'm. Just gonna do belphie and beel together 😭

Beel and belphie

you were wearing beels jacket and you took belphies pillow

It's freezing.. IN HELL????

"belphie look. Your pillow :D"

"Beel that's your jacket- owh."

"Mc what are?.."

"Mc's sleeping" beel said

"Let's sleep next to mc :)"

And when they cuddled up to you you woke up

"Ahm.. Sorry I took you guys stuffs.."

"It was freezing and.. My human body can't handle it"

"We understand ^^" beel said

"Beel ur so war.." And you fall asleep

Both giggled and you guys slept together

BONUS BECUZ I LOVE THEM

when you woke up you saw the twins chatting, and you got up to go to the bathroom

"Where are you going?"

"Bathroom" and you walk off

When you got back.. You saw

"Cuddle with us pls.. "

"Aight."

HI HII THANKS FOR REQUESTING, I'm so close to opening "leave tip?" Even though my writings is shit hehahahah

[vanilla-vivillon]

Happy Wesper Week! We are doing a Wylan POV because I can’t write charm at all. This is a modern AU bachelor party. The grisha powers exist but everything else is made into there real life equivalent

TW very brief mentions of sex trafficking.

What am I doing here? Wylan thought to himself

When his boyfriend Jesper insisted on throwing there good friend Matthias a bachelor party Wylan thought maybe they would go to a nice bar or play some party games

Not get crazy drunk, Not set fire to the Dutch Garden, not get chased by cops, not perform a gas station heist and not catch one of his best friends making out with a gas station cashier

However it seemed the universe didn’t care for the thoughts of little ole Wylan Hendricks

“Let’s get this party started!” The Australian yelled

Wylan had to remindhimself he loved his boyfriend Jesper

“Can you not shout?” Matthias, the groom to be, begged

Wylan, Jesper, and there friends Kaz and Kuwei were throwing a bachelor party for Matthias

It took a lot to convince the Norwegian that this was indeed a great idea

Wylan had never been to a bachelor party before but he was excited for his boyfriend who adored them

“Do we really have to go to this bar Jesper?” Kaz groaned seeing the crazy bright neon sign

After years of knowing Kaz Brekker Wylan could tell that Kaz was cursing Inej for telling him to come

Nevertheless the boys all walk in and start ordering shots

“Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!” The boys chanted egging on Kaz and Matthias drinking contest

Well it was mostly Jesper and Kuwei chanting Wylan after having a couple drinks was staring at the twinkle in Jespers eyes

He really was beautiful Wylan thought to himself

Wylan attended the University of Amsterdam to mostly escape his father.

There he met his lifelong friends

Matthias a grumpy international exchange student who grew up in a very prominent and dangerous cult in Norway. He wants to be a Norwegian ambassador

Nina Zenik, a heartrender turned corpse witch who was actually a russian spy back in the day. Now she’s working to become an ambassador

Inej Ghafa, she started a non profit to help stop sex trafficking whitch takes her all over the World but she used to. be an acrobat and after that worked with Kaz as his spy

Kaz Brekker, someone who Wylan after years of knowing him isn’t quite sure if there truly friends, or the semi illegal activities he gets up to. Wylan thought his hacking days would be done after University but Kaz has built an online criminal empire

Kuwei Yul Bo a scientists apprentice from China. He was currently working on his masters degree along side Wylan.

And Jesper. How to describe Jesper Fahey. He was an exchange student from Australia. A fabricator with a gift with Guns. While Jesper loved his pistols he actually works for a nonprofit dedicated to gun safety and regulation

After a highly illegal heist on there trip to Norway during college they all bonded as a group

Especially Wylan and Jesper

Jesper with that twinkle

Jesper with that laugh

Jesper with the way he looked at him now

After many more drinks Kuwei had the idea of the century

“Yooooooo y’know what’s a good idea?” Kuwei said bringing his head up from where it was previously glued to the table

“More shhhhhhhhhots?” Jesper suggested clearly as drunk as Wylan

“A couple blocks away is The Dutch Garden, wanna see some prrrrrrrrrrretty flowers?”

Fun fact this is a real place in Amsterdam

Wylan turned towards Kaz expecting him to veto it then and there but to Wylans shock and horror Kaz said “Hell yeah”

“But, but, it’s super late it’s gonna be closed!” Matthias spluttered out

“We can sneak in from the back fence” Jesper said

When Jesper drank his Australian accent whitch had soften over the years of living in Amsterdam came through in all of its glory

When Wylan first met Jesper he thought he was completely out of his league

And that damn accent drove Wylan Insane

While Wylan was contemplating the wonder that was Jesper Llewelyn Fahey it seemed the group made a decision without him

And Wylan thought for the first time in this bachelor party

What am I doing here?

“C’mon Wylan just climb!” Kuwei whisper screamed at Wylan

The drunken lads had made it to the Garden and had found an area where there was a fence they could climb with relative ease

All of the others made it to the other side

Except Wylan

“Don’t you want to seeeeeee the flowwwwwwwers?” Kaz insisted

If Wylan needed any more proof he was the soberest man out of all of them Kaz saying the word ‘pretty’ that isn’t referencing Inej was a clear sign

“Baby pleeeeease” Jesper begged

Oh

Oh no

Not that face

Wylan thought of himself as a sensible person who doesn’t succumb to pressure easily

But when his boyfriend made that face

Where his cool grey eyes went big

And his face had a slight flush to it

Wylan

Broke

“Fine! But if we get arrested it’s on you guys!”

With the ease of a spider who’s leg got chopped off by a middle aged housewife who’s husband is cheating on her climbing up a wall Wylan somehow got across

It wasn’t pretty

And it wasn’t gonna make Kaz proud

But it was completed

Panting Wylan on the ground said “I think this is my biggest accomplishment”

“Not…. Putting away your father? Or growing past your Internalised homophobia? Or writing your first essay on your own?” Matthias suggested clearly bewildered

Hey so i know Wylan can’t actually read. But seeing as this is modern day and plenty of dyslexic people can read with help, I figured that Jan would refuse to take Wylan to a doctor or get him help with his dyslexia believing it was weak making Wylan unable to read. Buuuuut when he’s older it makes sense to me he does learn. I’m not trying to invalidate his experiences or “fix” him but for the sake of a modern AU I had to change some things.

“Nope. It’s climbing this fence” Wylan laughed as Jesper helped him up

“Everyday you remind why your my favorite human” Jesper said with a laugh

“Ewwwww it’s like you guys like to remind how I’m the only single one” Kuwei said with a throwing up motion

“Thanks Jesp- wait human?” Wylan asked confused

“Well my favorite thing is Milo of course” Jesper winked

“The- the goat in Russia?” Kaz inquired not quite wanting to believe what Jesper was saying

To Wylans knowledge Kaz, Inej and Jesper did some job in Russia before he ever met them

“Why of course” Jesper slung an arm around Wylan who was not quite sure how to feel about this goat

Kaz went to go look at some purple flowers and contemplate his life choices

“Oh my god guys…….” Matthias started “the flowers! They’re- they’re”

“Cmon Matty, share with the class” Kaz said apparently bored with the purple flowers

“They’re so preeeeeeeetty” Matthias eyes welled up with tears

“Oh Saints tell me he’s not crying” Kuwei Moaned

Jesper walked over to where Matthias was stroking a hydrangea

“They are soooooooo pretty” Jespers eyes also Welled up with tears

“Fuck this shit” Kuwei said taking out a lighter and cigarette

“Hey! Smoking is very bad for you Kuwei!” Wylan lectured

“Wylan. I’m an inferni. Smoking foesnt affect us” Kuwei rolled his golden brown eyes

“Yeah but we’re in a highly flammable garden! And the rest of us aren’t inferni!” Wylan said

It seemed during Kuwei and Wylans arguement Kaz had also joined the cult of flowers that Matthias and Jesper were fixated on

“Wylan stop smoke shaming me!” And the scientists went back and fourth

“KUWEI YOU PIECE OF-“ Wylan started then sniffed the air “is that, is that smoke?” Wylan asked

“Holy shit dudes there’s a fire!” Kaz yelled pointing at where the cigarette Kuwei droppped

It seemed that the cigarette lit fire to a big wall of flowers

“This is why I never wanted a bachelor party!” Matthias moaned

The boys could hear voices coming towards them

Then all of the men looked at each other

And all of them yelled “RUN!”

All of them starting sprinting to the fence

And Kaz with his limp scrambled up that fence the fastest

Guess his determination to not get caught was strong

Wylan started climbing as fast as he could whitch wasn’t very fast

“Cmon Merchling!” Jesper said at the top reaching out a hand to his boyfriend

Wylan took it and stared at the steel eyes that had first enraptured him years ago

“Hey Stop!” Looking back Wylan and Jesper saw three security guards running towards them and yelling at them to stop

Jesper yanked Wylan up and they both fell off the fence in a pile

Jesper took Wylans hand and they all started booking it to Wylan’s car

Wylan who had sobered up in the whole endeavor determined that he was probably sober enough to drive

Piling in they all shoved themselves in the car

Wylan turned on the gas and starte to get the car back on the road

“I can’t believe we ran from cops!” Matthias said in between panting

“That was awesome!” Jesper exclaimed from the passenger seat

Wylan laughed

He had never been a spontaneous person

It seemed this night was a lot more fun then he thought

Until he heard the sirens

From the backseat Kaz turned

And three police cars were zooming towards them

“I am not going down for arson!” Kuwei yelled

“Wylan stop driving like a grandma and go faster! There gaining on us!” Kaz screamed at Wylan

“I can’t there’s a stoplight!”

“Run it!” Jespers shrill voice screamed at him

And Wylan did what he swore to never do

He took a deep breath

And ran that light as fast as he could

They were flying

Wylan had never seen how fast he could make his car go

Turns out it was fast

Wylan used some of his dads money to buy a sports car just to rub it in Jans face

With the top off and blood rushing through Wylans head he had never felt more alive

His boy beside him

His friends behind him

“WOOOOOOOOO!” Kuwei yelled throwing his hands up

Jesper joined Kuwei as the car sped down the street

Matthias was looking a little green

“Matty you okay back there?” Wylan shouted back at the Norwegian

“No!” Matthias shouted over the roar of engine and Jesper and Kuweis yips and yells

Some point during this Kaz called Inej

“Inej I hate thissssss!” Wylan couldn’t hear what Inej said back but from the pieces Kaz gave it was obvious

“No im not drunk!……. Psh of course those aren’t sirens…… Inej we might’ve bended the law but I swear it wasn’t my fault!…….. alright bye. ….I love you to….”

After what seemed like an eternity Wylan finally lost the police

Laughing the Wylan pulled into a gas station for refill

Wylan stepped out of the car and began to refill his car and thought for the millionth time what am I doing here?

“Wylannnnnn” Kuwei moaned

“What Kuwei?” Wylan said already exasperated

“Wylan I’m hungryyyyyy”

“Then go grab some chips or something!”

“But I don’t want to pay for it!”

“Then I guess that sucks for you!”

“You got like a million dollars from stealing me from Norway! You owe me!”

Ghezen Wylan hated drunk people

“Let’s perform a heist on the gas station!” Matthias said apparently done feeling sick

“What? No! We aren’t stealing from the gas station!” Wylan lectured

“It might actually be fuuuuuuun Wy” Kaz begged

The rest of the party were already getting out of the car ignoring Wylans protests

“We will do a simple distract act, Kuwei will go in first and lead the cashier away, and then we go in and steal chips” Kaz explained

It seemed even drunk Kaz could scheme

“This is insane!” Wylan exclaimed

“You said that about rescuing Kuwei from the Norwegian government but that ended up great” Matthias replied

They were gonna do this with or without Wylan

With a sigh Wylan thought what am I doing here?

Kuwei had gone in and had given the single

Wylan had walked in after pretending to look at some sodas and after Kuwei went into the back room with the cashier Wylan sent a quick text to the rest of the guys to come In and get raiding

Like clockwork Matthias, Jesper, and Kaz went in and they started ransacking the place

Wylan was in charge of Sodas, Matthias was in charge of Chips, and Jesper was in charge of Candy

Kaz had the most important job of all

He had to hack into there computers and wipe the security cameras

If Kaz couldn’t do that then Kaz would have to actually hack into the computers from his phone

It almost suprised Wylan how quickly efficiently, and quietly, a bunch of drunk guys could ransack a gas station

Wylan did feel guilty for a moment

But then he remembered how the CEO of the company the gas station is owned by has had multiple sexual misconduct allegations and Wylan felt better

Wylan got all the soda he could carry and rushed back to the car dumping them in the backseat

Soon after Matthias followed then Jesper and a little while after Kaz

Wylan did a quick headcount “wait where’s Kuwei?”

Wylan checked his phone

No texts from him

Shit shit shit

“Someone has to go back in” Kaz said

“I’ll go after him” Wylan said with a sigh

He loved Kuwei like a brother

But like an annoying little brother constantly getting himself in messes

Wylan Walked in and saw the e cashier wasn’t back

Wylan walked through the store and then heard something towards the men’s bathroom

Walking closer to the door the noises were getting a bit louder

Wylan opened the door slamming it against the wall

There stood a wide eyed Chinese kid and from the green uniform Wylan guessed was the cashier

The cashier who was standing between Kuweis legs. Kuwei who was sitting in the edge of the bathroom sink

There’s arms were around each other

Wylan was confused

What was Kuwei doing?

Oh

Oh

“Get your ass in the car Kuwei!” Wylan yelled

Kuwei gave whispered sorries to the cashier while collecting his jacket he apparently threw off

Wylan dragged Kuwei by the arm outside the store

“Kuwei. When we say distract the cashier, that means distract, not make oht with him!” Wylan lectured

“Cmon Wylan you saw him, he was cute!”

“Your drunk Kuwei!”

“Aren’t we all a little drunk in life?”

“That makes absolutely no sense” Wylan said with a sigh “just go to the car”

Kuwei happily skips away

Wylan had just dropped off Matthias at his and Ninas apartment after dropping off Kaz and Kuwei

Leaving just Wylan, Jesper, and an unhealthy amount of snacks in the car

“Hey Wylan” Jesper said

“Yes Jes?”

“I love you”

“I love you to Jesper”

“No wylan” Jesper took Wylan’s face in his hands

“I really love you” Jesper Pushed a ginger lock away from Wylans face

Jesper then reached into his pocket and pulled out a rumpled purple flower and tucked it into Wylans hair “I really really really love you”

Wylan blinked. Jesper was so drunk.

Wylan gave Jesper a soft smile and placed a kiss on his mouth

“I love you to Jesper”

And suddenly Wylan knew exactly what he was doing there

Finnally finished this in the Nick of time! @neilperryisalive I hope you enjoy this! I was seriously worried I wouldn’t be able to finish it but I did! I’ve never written Wesper but I really enjoyed it. My ask box is open and I take any Grishaverse requests

[ssamie]

one. new beginnings 

oikawa tooru x fem langa!reader

(hq x sk8 the infinity)

warnings: spelling mistakes, 2k+ words, u have langa’s blue hair sorry 

gen masterlist.            “snow” masterlist.

"eh?! what do you mean you're moving?!" reki shrieked out in surprise, accidentally tripping over his feet and landing on the ground

the distant sounds of cars honking and the few civilians chattering filled the air. it was almost dark and they had just gotten off work and were on their way home. 

y/n sighed and picked up his skateboard, nodding her head lightly with a frown. "yeah.. my mom said we have to move soon" she said. "but.. why?" reki frowned as he stood up to meet eyes with her.

"well, my mom got a better paying job there so she said we should just move, i guess" she replied, her tone laced with guilt. "oh.." reki muttered. he kicked his feet on the ground, looking down as y/n peers at him with a guilty frown.

"im sorry reki" she whispered with a soft whimper "i guess i should've told you a lot sooner.." she said

reki looked up at her and shook his head. "no, no! it's fine, don't worry.." he reassured with a shaky smile "um..where exactly will you be moving to?" reki asked her 

"miyagi" she answered quietly, sheepishly kicking her feet back and forth, causing the rumbling sound of the wheels hitting the pavement to fill the tense air. 

"wow uh.." reki chuckled in surprise "that's really far.." he muttered. he then cleared his throat and shot her a shaky grin "well, atleast it snows over there!" he exclaimed. "maybe you can try snowboarding again" reki said, though it didn't seem to fill her with much comfort 

"i heard there's a good amount of snow when you're deep in the mountains! you can even-" 

"reki.." she cut him off with a soft whimper of his name 

reki stopped and looked at her with a sad sigh. he pursed his lips and finally dropped the enthusiastic façade. "i don't wanna leave okinawa" she admitted with a pained sigh. "i don't wanna leave you" 

".. a-and the others too ofcourse" she continued with a nervous chuckle "not just you.." 

"i don't want you to leave too" reki chuckled as he wiped the tears brimming his eyes 

he lightly punched her shoulder and took his board from her hands. "agh! you're gonna make me cry, you know!" he exclaimed. y/n smiled and let out a soft laugh "sorry, sorry" she said 

reki pouted and hesitantly brought her into his arms, nibbling on his bottom lip and letting out a sigh as he squeezed her tight. "i'll really miss you, y/n" reki said. 

she blinked repeatedly in shock and flusteredly wrapped her arms around him as well. "um-i-i'll miss you too reki.." she stammered out as she tried to fight off the heat that was rushing to her cheeks 

suddenly, reki pulled away, much to her distaste, and fixed his stance. "let's skate together before you leave, yeah?" reki mused "just for tonight.. then we'll continue when you get back" reki smiled 

"yeah. let's skate" she replied with a fond smile 

the pair skated home, taking their usual route and doing some tricks here and there. though their usual chatter and banter was not present, and all there was, was silence that seemed to weight down on both of their chests with varying emotions. 

they stopped at the block separating their houses, right under the street light where they always meet up with each other. 

reki looked back at her and smiled. "well, this is where we part" he chuckled ."yeah.. i guess so.." y/n muttered back with a frown 

reki sighed and nudged her with his elbow. "cmon, don't be like that" he said "its not like we'll never see each other again!" reki exclaimed with a laugh, though even he wasnt able to convince or reassure himself. 

"you're just moving, no big deal! we have one more day to spend together and our friends and visit S" reki explained in a comforting tone 

y/n sighed in distress and crouched down on the ground. she kept her board in place with her feet and stared at it with furrowed brows. "i guess you're right" she said. "but i really don't want to leave. im completely fine here in okinawa with you and the others." 

"i wanna keep skating with you and go to hotsprings together and eat bentos and keep working at dope sketch!" she exclaimed with a look of affliction 

reki frowned and sat down beside her, resting his chin on his hands and nodding along. "yeah, i wanna keep doing that too" he said "but we can't really do anything about it anymore" 

"unless you wanna try begging your mom or something" reki joked with a laugh as he nudged her with his shoulder. "but it's not like that would work-... y/n?" reki sweat dropped as he looked at her only to be met with a look of determination and sparkling eyes. 

"you're so smart, reki!" she praised "that's a great idea, we should do that! you're so amazing" 

reki chuckled and cheekily grinned at her "ah shucks, you flatter me too much!" he giggled 

"but were not gonna actually do that, right?" reki asked with a soft chuckle

".. right?" 

"WE BEG YOU!" they simultaneously exclaimed as they got down on their hands and knees to bow 

"w-what?! kids, what are you doing??" nanako exclaimed with a nervous smile as she tried to get them to stand up 

"PLEASE! DON'T TAKE Y/N AWAY!" reki cried out as he wrapped his arms around her in a bone crushing hold. "please!" y/n followed up with a determined look in her eyes as she stares at her mother expectantly 

y/n loosely wrapped her arms around reki's waist and pouted "please, mom?" she pleaded as she accentuated her 'puppy eyes'. "please, hasegawa-san?" reki pleaded as well as he gave her his 'puppy eyes' for the extra cute effect 

nanako seemed conflicted as she stares at their cutesy expressions with a look of dread. "what do i do?! they're too.. too cute!!" she cried to herself "help me, oliver !!!" 

she then composed herself and cleared her throat. "well, im really sorry kids" she said "but my desicion is final." she stated with a determined huff "im doing this so we can earn more-" 

she cut herself off as she caught sight of the two teens sulking and holding ecah other while a dark gloomily aura loomed over them. "ah well- i-" nanako stammered as she shakily reached her hand out to them with a guilty smile 

she then sighed and let her arms hang by her sides. "im sorry, y/n, reki. but we need to move so i can earn more money and y/n won't have to work for me anymore" she explained "plus, i've already purchased the house so there's really no going back now" 

"but im okay with working at dope sketch.." y/n muttered with a frown 

"i know, but.." nanako smiled nervously "look at it this way! you'll go to a new school and make some friends! we can even try snowboarding during winter, won't you love that?" 

y/n briefly glanced at reki and sighed. "sure.." she mumbled 

nanako smiled and gently patted them both on the head. "you should hang out with your friends before we leave" she said "you'll regret wasting your time here, yknow?" nanako mused 

reki and y/n nodded and went to put on their shoes. they grabbed their boards, and hastily skated to joe's restaurant 

"ah jeez.." nanako muttered to herself as she watched them skate away. "teenagers are so hard to handle!!" 

"help me oliver!!!" 

"guys, we have something to say!" reki exclaimed as he abruptly slammed his hand down on the table, effectively gaining all of their attention. 

"y/n is-" 

"what is it you slime?" miya sneered as he continued sipping on his drink 

"your girlfriend?" they all simultaneously said with a bored tone as they continued on eating their meals 

"..." reki and y/n blinked and looked at each other in confusion. "what?" reki asked cluelessly "no that's not-" 

"well its kinda obvious" shadow said with a chuckle "yeah, we kind of saw it coming" miya agreed 

"what? no seriously, that's not what-" reki was once again cut off by joe who playfully punched him in the shoulder and grinned. "damn, didn't know you had it in you to ask her out" joe laughed "and i didn't think y/n would ever confe-" 

"I'M MOVING TO MIYAGI!" she immediately cut him off, mainly to prevent joe's big mouth from spilling anything, and just to get it out of the way. 

"WHAT?!" they all collectively exclaimed 

"are you serious? that's pretty far away" shadow said with furrowed brows "yeah... what about S?" miya asked with a small frown 

"i'll have to quit" y/n says as she steals a fry from cherry's plate "i'll go one last time later." 

"miyagi.." cherry mumbled as he swats her hand away from his food. "where in miyagi will you be staying?" he asked. "i don't know" she answered with a shrug. "but im going to a school named aoba johsai i think." 

"carla, tell me about that school." almost immediately, carla had responded. "okay master" it said. 

"aoba johsai, also known as seijoh, is a private school located at miyagi prefecture. they are mostly known for their performance in volleyball, having competed in numerous tournaments and had made a name for themselves through the sport and successfully deemed themselves as a powerhouse school. "

"volleyball?" y/n hummed in curiosity "how do you play that?" she asked cherry. "i wouldn't know." he replied "though it's a sport where you play with a team. why? would you like to join?" he asked 

"probably not" y/n shrugged 

"oi, rookie! are you really moving?" joe asked with a small frown "S would get boring without you, yknow?" 

"i am" she replied "and i think S would be fine with you guys and reki in it" 

reki looked at her and smiled. the redhead slung his arm around her shoulders and picked up his board "how bout we have a beef one last time before you go?" reki suggested "we could all go against each other. just for the fun of it." 

"sure, but you'll lose, just so you know" joe boasted as he flexed his biceps. "hah?! just cus you're bigger and more muscular doesn't mean you'll win!" reki whined 

"yeah!" y/n agreed with a huff "reki has gotten better and much faster! and he knows more tricks now. he even did a snowboarding trick and-" 

miya quickly cut her off before she could go on a full rant about the redhead. "let's just go" miya groaned out as he grabbed his board. "man, are you sure you're not together" shadow sweat dropped as he followed miya and dragged them both out of the restaurant 

"we're not!" reki exclaimed with a laugh "why would you even think that would happen? we're just best friends" 

"right.. best friends" y/n agreed 

shadow sweat dropped as he turned to look at her, only to be met with her teary eyes and her quivering smile, looking like she’s on the verge of crying her eyes out like a child. 

"are you okay?" shadow muttered sheepishly as he watched her hastily wipe her eyes and pout like a child "yes" she replied with a huff 

"oh, is that so?" miya cooed with a cat-like grin as he stalked closer to her side "i mean it makes sense" he said "the heroine shouldn't be with a slime, after all" 

shadow deadpanned as he watched miya slyly lock their arms together with a grin "so who should she be with? you?" he scoffed "ofcourse!" miya wholeheartedly agreed. "im the hero so the heroine should be with me!" 

shadow sweat dropped as he watched miya hug her arm and look at them with a smug cat-like smirk. "dude, aren't you like thirteen?" shadow deadpanned 

y/n smiled and patted his head with a soft laugh "yup, you're right" she agreed jokingly, her smile widening as miya's face exploded into bright shades of red. "i-it doesn't mean i like you though!" he shrieked out "im just saying that we would be compatible!!" 

"i see." she muttered "japanese people are so hard to decipher" 

cherry and joe came out of the restaurant and got on their boards, urging them to do the same. "cmon, let's go there before too many people arrive" joe said as he stretched his arms 

"last one to arrive buys everyone boba!!" reki announced as he skated away, pulling y/n along as he does so 

"ha?! oi! unfair you should've counted!!" shadow exclaimed before hastily catching up to them "hmp, as if i'll lose to any of you slimes." miya muttered as he sped up 

"oh please. you all make me pay anyways." cherry mumbled with a sigh as he got on carla and calmly caught up to them 

"well you got the most cash" joe shrugged with a grin 

"shut up you gorilla." 

"i'll really miss their banters." y/n mumbled as she looked back to watch joe and cherry hit  each other with their board. "hey, it's not like we can't visit you" reki laughed 

"would you visit me reki?" she asked with a hopeful gleam in her eyes. "it would be strange not being with you.." 

"of course! i'll visit you like every week!" reki reassured with a wide grin 

"heh, as if you got the cash for that" shadow sneered from beside him. 

"i-im gonna save up, then i'll visit you every week!" reki cleared his throat with a nervous laugh 

her smile widened as she stared at reki in admiration and pure glee. 

"okay, im counting on it!"

im making miya have a cute little puppy crush on u cus why not lol, yall won't end up together tho that's weird 🤨‼️

[underkita-archive]

s.o learning/teaching how to skate

a/n: this was my first work for the fandom but it wouldn’t show up in tags :’) i think i figured out the problem tho~ anyway no proofreading/beta we die like men im srry if this is stupid!!

warnings: some cuss words

summary: s.o learning/teaching how to skate w/ iwaizumi, matsukawa + hanamaki

he notices the bruises and scrapes on your hands and legs and it immediately makes him go !!!

“are you okay do i need to throw someone?”

and you’re just like no?? and explain to him that you’ve been teaching yourself to skate

which still makes him go !!! bc he knows how dangerous it gets n he’s also seen you trip over your own feet (it’s only happened twice he needs to stop bringing it up)

out of concern he states he will be watching your next skate sesh n you just shrug n say ok bc why bother arguing plus it’s more time spent w him

“are you sure you don’t want me to buy you elbow and knee pads?” iwaizumi’s eyes flicker between you and the board under your foot.

“i think i can survive a few more bumps and bruises hajime.” you stick your tongue out at him and start to push forward, away from the skeptical look in your boyfriend’s eyes. you hear him inhale sharply as you take a wide turn and smile as you pass by him, blowing him a kiss. feeling a bit more confident, you take a bit of a sharper turn and feel yourself begin to wobble trying to regain your balance but immediately losing your footing the second one of the wheels hits a pebble. as you fall off the board you brace yourself for the hard impact but feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist and pulling you against a warm body.

“just what the hell am i supposed to do with you?” he hisses it into your ear and sets you back on your feet, pressing a kiss to your temple.

“continue to love me and catch me?” with a roll of his eyes he presses another kiss to your forehead, “hey how about you try?” he shakes his head, scowl deepening with each plea but you have him wrapped around your little finger so it only takes one more ‘pretty please hajime’ before he agrees. he hops on the board with ease and starts to circle you, grinning as you realize this isn’t his first time.

“okay how come this has never been brought up before you look so hot right now.” he stops in front of you and takes your hands in his.

“yeah?”

“mhm.” before he can reply you pull him in for a soft kiss.

you’ve been skating for nearly a year at this point so you’ve grown quite confident

and mattsun thinks you look so mcfreakin hot when you skate so he insists on being there pretty much every skate sesh

he’ll sit to the side in the shade w your water bottle fawning over you, clapping whenever you land a trick and running over whenever you fall

he begs you to teach him but you’re hesitant bc you don’t want him to fall and injure himself and risk having to sit out any games

but he states that he can get injured anytime during volleyball what’s the difference??

you give up on trying to pick at his flawed logic and finally tell him you’ll let him try riding your board (haha riding)

mattsun is beaming as you walk hand in hand to the empty basketball court at the park by his house. he woke you up at 7 am on a saturday just so you could skate and you can’t help but be endeared at how excited he is and how he looks like an overgrown puppy. it’s rare to see him make such an enthusiastic.

“watch me do a kick flip i bet i can do a kick flip and i’ll look good while doing it.”

“absolutely no kick flips for you headass.” you poke at his side and he laughs pulling you along. you set down your board and tell him to put on his knee pads (that he fought you on bringing but of course you won).

“okay now figure out which foot you’re more comfy with having on the board and the one you wanna push with,” you watch as he tests both feet and laugh as he gives you a thumbs up with his right foot on the board, “god of course you’d push goofy.”

“why does my foot have to be on the front why not the back.” you watch in horror as he places his foot farther back on the board.

“baby that’s called pushing mongo, and i will break up with you if you try to do that okay?” he laughs at you and nods. he starts practicing pushing himself along and you can’t help but hover hands ready to steady him. he gets more comfortable and tries to put both feet on but the motion makes him wobbly and his hands reach out for yours. you intertwine your fingers and help him regain balance.

“wait wait y/n pull me!” you mutter something about him being lazy but the sparkle in his eyes makes you concede. you pull him along on the board giggling together as you move around the basketball court. after going around a few more times he hops off the board and pulls you tightly into his arms.

“you suck at skating.”

“you still love me though.” you nod fondly and bury your face in the crook of his neck.

“i’m gonna do it, i’m gonna live life by our national anthem”

“makki????”

“skater boy by avril lavigne”

which is how you two ended up throwing some money away on skateboards and helmets (of course yours are matching)

neither of you have a clue as to what you’re doing so you hunch over makkis phone at lunch watching beginner skate videos ignoring the heckling comments from mattsun and oikawa

and after watching all of one and half vids you two feel like it’s time to give it a try

you watch as makki almost falls for the fourth time since starting your skating practice and this time you’re able to stifle the giggle that builds up in your chest. you make your own attempt at pushing yourself forward on the board, only wobbling slightly.

“hey sweet ass.” makki sings as you scoot by him, you flip him off and grin as he shoots you finger hearts. you both awkwardly roll around trying to stay on your boards longer and longer.

“makki lets race,” he quirks a brow at the challenge, “loser buys dinner.”

“oh baby you are sooo on.” you both make your way to one end of the park.

“okay so whoever makes it to that tree first wins,” you declare, “and no pushing.”

he pouts at the accusation but nods in agreement. you both ready yourselves, foot planted firmly on your board you count to 3, pushing the best you can and desperately trying to keep your balance. you risk a look at makki to see his brows knit together tightly. you’re only slightly in front of him but it’s enough to win. you move to push again when you hit a slight dip that cause you to lose balance and the board to shoot out from under you causing you to fall backwards right into makki. it’s not a pretty fall but your saved from the brunt of the impact by makki who falls backwards while hugging you tightly to him. you scramble out of his grip and straddle his hips as you start to pat at his head.

“oh my god, is your head okay love?” you slip your fingers to the back of his head and feel for any blood, you can feel a slight bump forming causing your heart to sink but you’re relieved at the lack of blood.

“please i’ve not only had oikawa serve to the back of my head but have been bashed by iwa and mattsun’s spikes,” he knocks on the side of his head, “shits solid, and has been empty for years.”

you let out a exasperated laugh at the statement and peck his nose. you help him back and up and the two of you go and retrieve your runaway board.

“cmon my handsome savior, i’ll treat you to ice cream after we go halfsies on dinner.”

[sendme-2hell]

Ranking the books I read in April

aka just ranting about the books I read in april pls ignore me

1. The Space Between Worlds - Micaiah Johnson 

I cannot believe this book wasn’t nominated for a Hugo! I like the Hugo list (of the books I’ve read) but cmon. This book is like if you combined the social commentary in The City We Became and the queerness of Harrow the Ninth. Seriously this book had everything I wanted: parallel universes, great character development, social commentary, woc sapphic slow burn, satisfying ending. Also I feel like the title is paying homage to W. E. Dubois which is cool. “Between me and the other world, there is ever an unasked question: How does it feel to be a problem?” Like there is just this very cool idea of talking about other worlds as in literally other universes but also different worlds due to social and racial hierarchies. 

2. Plain Bad Heroines - Emily m. Danforth 

Horror, Hollywood, boarding school, everyone is gay, the narrator talks directly to the reader and it is hilarious, copious footnotes, have I mentioned how many sapphics there are? It’s hard to keep track. Plus polyamory. I just really loved this book and I felt it all came together in a way that was worth it. 

3. Steel Crow Saga - Paul Krueger 

This godamn book. I loved this book so much. I was so ready to yell about it on tumblr and tell people to read it. But apparently the author is someone who has harassed a lot of women so...uh...yeah. Nevermind I guess.

 I do want to say it is the most accurate depicition of a Sherlock Holmes superfan that I have ever seen in media. 

4. The Tiger’s Daughter - K. Arsenault Rivera

What if we went on a long trip on horseback and we were both lesbian warriors...jk unless…

Yeah so I loved this book so much. A lot of it is about navigating familial responsibility, fighting literal and metaphorical demons, fighting the patriarchy, fighting your anger, fighting tigers, etc...and yet I kept thinking to myself “this is the most romantic book I have ever read” and honestly I am gonna stick by that. It also has the “you think me a monster so I will become one” trope which is great. It is set in an Asian-based fantasy world and I did read a goodreads review that said it was as accurate to the countries it draws inspiration from as Leigh Bardugo’s Grishaverse is to the Russian and Scandinavian cultures it takes from. So that’s not great. 

5. Six of Crows - Leigh Bardugo

Speaking of! A few months ago I tried to read Shadow and Bone in preparation for the tv show and I could not finish it. The writing was...bad. Anyway I really liked Six of Crows and even though, yeah it’s tropey (I’m looking at you, Helnik backstory), there’s a reason those tropes work. Plus you cannot go wrong with a heist. About halfway through I did realize that there are six mcs and three couples so its kinda just like a giant triple date, which really changed how I read the whole story.

I’m very glad I did read it before seeing the tv show because I was able to be appropriately excited for the Crows and catch the Wylan reference and everything, but I also got to see the Alina stuff without having to read about it. 

6. Crooked  Kingdom - Leigh Bardugo 

I think I somehow liked this even more than Six of Crows, but for narrative simplicity I’ll put it after. I really like it when you put people in an impossible situation and see how they figure it out. Especially if they get out in a clever and reasonably possible way that ties together many different plot threads and has a few good fake-outs. This did all of that, and also developed every character in a way I found satisfying (except [redacted] *cry emoji*). 

Kaz pulls a Baru Cormorant with some money stuff and now I wonder if they would be friends. 

I read this after watching the show which was good because I knew who Zoya and Genya were but bad because there is a point where Nina is like “here is how shadow and bone ends.” She’s just talking to Mattias and casually spoiling everything for me. So there goes my dreams of living spoiler free until the end of the show. 

7. The Miseducation of Cameron Post - Emily m Danforth

My expectations for this book were....very different than it turned out, and I’m glad for it. After reading Plain Bad Heroines I shouldn’t have been surprised at how well written it is. I really appreciated how nuanced it is. It doesn’t spell out its ideas or themes and therefore lets you really sit with them. I would rank it higher but I don’t really enjoy reading about high school. 

8. Foundryside - Robert Jackson Bennett

I love a good found family, especially if at the beginning of the book they are on opposing sides. Enemies to friends = best trope! Also it’s sapphic that’s always good. But the best part of this book was the worldbuilding which was so cool. 

9. Malice - Heather Walter

Remember what I was saying about “you think me a monster so I will become one”? This book is the definition of that trope. Women becoming unhinged after being treated like shit, we love to see it! Especially if it’s gay. I do have to say, authors who write duologies where the first book ends on a cliffhanger, I see what you’re doing but yes, I will be preordering the next book. 

10. Fugitive Telemetry - Martha Wells

I don’t have much to say because Murderbot is so consistently excellent.  uh why is it so cathartic when xenophobes disrespect Murderbot and it’s humans step in and shut that shit down. Gets me every single time. 

11. Queen of Coins and Whispers - Helen Corcoran 

This book was like half romance half politics and unfortunately I did not find the politics that interesting or well written. But the romance was A+. It reminded me of Priory of the Orange Tree a LOT. Though significantly less dragons and I’m taking many points off for that. 

12. The First Sister - Linden A. Lewis

I wanted to like this book a little more than I did. There was just maybe too much body horror for me. Interesting characters and world though. There was  a location named Cytherea that they mentioned a lot and it was very distracting. I guess I still have tlt brainrot. 

13. Shorefall - Robert Jackson Bennett 

I think this book was well plotted out but it didn’t quite have my attention like Foundryside did. Also yet another book where a woman’s girlfriend ends up in her head. This time no one had to die so that’s nice. TM and SD take notes! 

14. The Deathless Girls - Kiran Milwood Hargrave 

Ok I LOVED the Mercies by KMH so I was a little disappointed in this Dracula retelling. It got interesting in the last 50 pages, but unfortunately that is not enough for me.

proud of myself for not reading a single straight book this April 

[youreacowgirllikeme]

Serendipity

 

note: this story is inspired by how I, when I traveled to DC, picked up the wrong suitcase at the airport. I obviously didn’t meet Jake in the process, but it was still pretty memorable. (actually it was a fckn nightmare, but I can laugh about it now) anyway, here’s some nerdy Jake for you, enjoy :)

pairing: Jake Tapper x female Reader

words: 4.8 k

warnings: swearing, mild smut, questionable star wars references (blame my bf, those are his takes)

 

serendipity

/ˌsɛr(ə)nˈdɪpɪti/

noun

1. the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way

 

“Cmon, open, you stupid thing.” You muttered, fumbling with the lock of your suitcase. You were supposed to be at the job interview in only three hours and you needed to get ready and change into professional attire soon. But said outfit was in your suitcase and the lock was obviously jammed.

Against your better judgement, you started rummaging through your small hotel room in search of something to break the lock with. The rational part of your brain knew that this wasn’t necessarily a good idea, but you were desperate. This job was the opportunity of a lifetime and you’d be damned if you turned up there looking anything but your best.

You finally found a small knife hidden in a drawer of the wardrobe. You didn’t even want to think about how it got there, but you couldn’t afford to be picky now. You tried sticking the blade between the two pieces of the lock, when you suddenly realized something. The luggage tag was dark green. This wasn’t your suitcase. Fuck.

You were on your feet in a second, taking your phone and calling the airport hotline. You needed this handled, fast. You described the situation in all its direness to a pretty unimpressed lady from the service hotline. She told you that there hasn’t been any luggage left behind that fit the description, which could only mean that whoever the owner of the suitcase in your hotel room was, they likely made the same mistake and took yours home with them. You mentally slapped yourself for buying that unremarkable black suitcase, thinking that should’ve gone for red or another flashy color instead.

“You still have to come back to the service terminal and hand over the luggage item you falsely took with you, ma’am.” The woman told you, still sounding terribly bored. Her job probably wasn’t the most exciting one.

“I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

You quickly hung up, grabbing the suitcase in question as well as your purse before sprinting out of the door.  You hailed the first cab you saw in front of your downtown DC hotel.

“To the airport and make it fast please.” You told the driver the second you got into the backseat, dumping the suitcase between your legs.

Lucky for you, traffic was flowing and the trip to the airport didn’t take too long, but you still checked the time every two seconds, your fingers thrumming nervously against the cab window.

Finally at the airport, you threw the money at the cab driver before jumping out of the car and running into the terminal, your eyes scanning the giant hall for the luggage service desk. The second you spotted it; you made your way over. Getting closer, you couldn’t ignore a deep, aggressive voice sounding over the usual buzz of the arrival hall.

“No, ma’am, no you listen to me now. This suitcase is of tremendous importance, the documents in there are incredibly valuable. I want it to be taken care of right now.”

The voice belonged to a man standing in front of the service counter, and judging by the way he was gesticulating, he was pretty angry. But what really drew your attention to the guy was what was next to him. Your suitcase. You ran towards it, dragging its identical twin behind you.

“Sir, excuse me, I think we both have something the other person could be interested in.” you panted, slightly breathless from running.

The man whirled around to face you, and for a moment you were totally struck by how handsome he was. He appeared to be several years older than you, but his grey hair, tall stature and commanding presence made for a really attractive appearance. Also, you couldn’t shake off the feeling that you had seen him before, but you couldn’t place him for the life of you. He looked at you for a brief moment before his eyes shot to the piece of luggage next to you.

“Oh, thank god.” He exclaimed, and almost yanked the suitcase out of your hands. "Next time, watch out whose luggage you’re taking.” He snapped. That’s rich, you thought, as if he hadn’t picked up the wrong one as well.

"Hey, no need to be rude.” You muttered, but he didn’t hear you, he was already back to talking the woman behind the service counter,hopefully explaining that everything was solved now and saving you some time. Your own suitcase was still standing next to the stranger, so you decided to just take it.

“You both still need to fill out this form, Ma’am, Sir.” The woman said, and both of you groaned but complied. After hastily scribbling down your details, you bid the lady goodbye and ran back to the cab rank.

The clock was ticking, you still had to get back to the city to make it to your interview in time. A quick look onto your watch confirmed your fears, it already was too late to go back to the hotel, you had to change in a restroom somewhere. You contemplated and decided to take a ride back into the city first and find an opportunity to change there before the commuters would block the freeway.

A cab was pulling up and you already made your way over when suddenly, the man who took your suitcase cut you in line and opened the door of the car. You were not having that, raising your voice to call him out.

“Hey, Mister, that was my cab. You better get in line.”

 “I’m in a hurry, I have to be on air in an hour.” He snapped back, but you were unimpressed.

 “You could be needed in the damn White House in an hour for all I care, I have a job interview, and this is my cab, so step back.” You were usually a patient person, but this guy has been testing you too much already. He raised his hands in a mock defensive gesture before speaking up again.

“Maybe we could split the cab. Where do you need to go?”

 “CNN headquarters.” You replied reluctantly, it wasn’t like where you were headed was any of this mans concern.

 “Interesting, that just happens to be my destination as well.” The stranger mused, now grinning at you. “So, how does splitting the cab sound?”

You begrudgingly agreed and sat down next to him in the backseat. As the engine started going, so did the wheels in your head. He had said that he had to be on air, and he needed to get to CNN as well. Oh…

 “What did you say your name was again?” you asked, nervousness now fairly evident in your voice.

 “It’s Jake. Tapper.” He said, mockingly extending his hand.

Well Shit. That’s why his face has been so oddly familiar.

You quickly introduced yourself as well, awkwardly shaking the offered hand.
“Sorry, I didn’t recognize you with those glasses.” You added meekly, feeling like dying of mortification. As it happened to be, the position you were aiming for was with the politics department of CNN, and while Tapper wasn’t your potential boss, he definitely was a big shot, being the lead Washington Anchor and everything. Great first impression.

“So, you said you have a job interview at CNN?” he asked, a hint of smugness in his voice. He could clearly sense your embarrassment. “Which department?”

 You were definitely blushing now. “Politics.”

"Oh, well best of luck then, hopefully we’ll be colleagues soon.” He said, and you couldn’t make out if he was being serious or just messing with you.

The rest of the ride was spent in silence, you checked the notes you prepared for the interview one last time and if the man next to you was aware of what you were doing, he didn’t care, eyes glued to the screen of his phone. His presence did nothing to calm your fluttering nerves, your leg was twitching like crazy, and he noticed.

“Settle down.” He said quietly without looking up from his phone. His deep voice had a soothing effect, calming you for a brief moment.

When the cab pulled up in front of the CNN building, Jake got out first and held the door for you. Your nervousness came rushing back with a vengeance as you laid eyes on the big red sign over the entrance.

“When you get in, it’s the first elevator on the right, 5th floor.” Jake said, giving you a sharp nod before disappearing into the crowd filtering in and out of the huge glass doors. He could’ve at least said goodbye, you thought.

You quickly made your way inside, there was only half an hour remaining and you still had to find a spot to change, preferably one with a mirror because you certainly looked wild after all that running around. Luckily, there was a spacious restroom right next to the elevator and after you put on your work attire and a bit of makeup, you felt slightly better equipped for the task ahead of you.

+++

 The interview went incredibly well, so well that you did a little happy dance on your way back to the elevator, the relief and hope for getting the job putting a pep in your step.

You rode back down to the lobby, where you decided to treat yourself with a nice caramel Frappuccino from the coffee cart. You were just about to get your purse out to pay when a familiar voice called out from behind you.

“Here, let me get this. And a black coffee please.”

Jake Tapper stepped up beside you and put the required money on the counter. He looked like he had just come off air, there was still a smudge of studio makeup on the collar of his dress shirt, and his hair was meticulously styled.

Again, his presence was slightly unsettling to you, even more so with him being in his anchor attire. Before you could reply anything, he grabbed your cup, which was almost overflowing with whipped cream and syrup, from the barista and handed it to you with a slightly disgusted expression on his face. “I wanted to pay for this atrocity of a beverage to make up for my rude behavior earlier, but now I’m doubtful if I’m really doing you a favor.”

“To be quite honest, I pity you for drinking black coffee while I can enjoy this.” You replied, taking a deep sip of the drink, sighting as its delicious sweetness covered your tongue. “But thank you.” You added. “Everything is forgiven, you were just as stressed out as I was.”

Jake watched you with an unreadable expression for a moment before he opened his mouth again. “Still, my apologies. The documents in the suitcase were of a very delicate nature, a source gave them to me, they could’ve caused quite some trouble in the wrong hands.” He paused for a moment, as if he was thinking of how to continue.

“Anyway, how did the interview go?” he asked, his voice bare of any teasing now.

“It went pretty well, I’d say. They told me I’m going to hear from them in about a week, which is good, that way I’d still have another three weeks to pack up my life in Phoenix and move here should they offer me the position.”

“Phoenix, huh.” Jake remarked, taking a sip from his own coffee. “That’s a long way. What made you decide to apply for a job that would require you to move all across the country?”

 

“Phoenix is great, but its Phoenix, you know. Things are different down there, slow-paced, you always feel like you’ll never be on the frontline, especially when it comes to covering politics. And DC is where the magic happens, so it was the only logical choice for me.” You replied.

 “Well, I can’t argue with that. But make sure you’ll bring a coat with you should you get the job, compared to Phoenix, DC is artic.” Jake noted, the glint of humor making his eyes appear warm and open. He really looked handsome when he smiled, you noticed, there were little wrinkles around his eyes and his teeth were perfectly straight and white.

 “I’ll keep that in mind, but I’m sure I’ll find something to keep myself warm once I’m here.” You said, looking directly at him. Somehow, this man brought out your flirtatious side.

He chuckled again, a low and pleasant sound. It sounded downright sexy, and you could feel a small shiver going down your spine. He and reached into the pocket of his suit jacket, retrieving a pen. He scribbled something onto one of the paper napkins that had come with your coffee order and handed it to you.

 “If you get the job, just contact me and I’ll make sure you have every amenity you need to properly settle in.” he said, and by now he was blatantly flirting with you, something you did not mind at all.

 “I’ll be sure to stay in touch, Mr. Tapper.” You spoke. “But I have to run now. Thanks for the drink.”

 “Goodbye, Ms. Y/L/N. I’m looking forward to giving you the grand tour on your first day here. And it’s Jake, please.”

 +++

 You got the job. The next weeks were a blur of goodbyes, moving boxes and apartment hunting. You barely had a moment to breathe, and it was only when you packed your final stuff into your black suitcase that you remembered Jake Tapper, and that you were supposed to contact him. You had kept the napkin with his number in your purse, and when you fished it out and dialed, your heart sped up, fluttering like a bird inside your chest.

You hung up before even hearing the first ring. What you were trying to achieve with this call? He had been clearly flirting with you back in DC, and now you were about to start working for the network he basically was the face of. And yes, he was funny and attractive, but getting tangled up with the big star before you even got a foot in the door there didn’t sound like the best idea.

You decided to let it slide. Your career came first now, you had worked too hard to let a fling get in the way of that.

 +++

 The first day was a crazy whirlwind of impressions and faces, and when you finally settled into your little secluded work booth, you felt a tad overwhelmed by all the input. You were about to set up a little framed picture of your parents, when you felt someone approaching your desk. Before you could turn around, a coffee cup was placed in front of you, filled to the brim with whipped cream and all kinds of toppings and syrup.

“I didn’t remember your exact order, so I just requested the one that looked the most repugnant.” A deep voice said from behind you, and your heart started beating faster. It was Jake Tapper. “You didn’t call.” He stated. “I had to find out through the grapevine that you got the position.”

 “Thank you for the coffee, this actually looks perfect. And I’m really sorry for not calling, the last weeks have been crazy, I just forgot.” You lied, trying to look as apologetic as possible.

 He leaned onto the edge of your desk, his arm crossed in front of his chest. He looked really good, still in his casual clothes, his hair falling into his face. His dark eyes were fixed on you, and the look he was giving you was so intense that you felt your palms starting to get sweaty. You felt your resolve not to get involved with him crumble more with every minute in his presence.

 “No offense taken.” He said, and the timbre of his voice made goosebumps break out on your arms. “Unfortunately, it’s already too late for me to give you the office tour. But let me make it up to you. Drinks, tonight after work?”

You decided to have some of fun with him, he was acting a bit too self-assured for your liking. You stretched your arms out above your head and let out a yawn. “Today was so busy, I just need to go home and get some sleep. But how about you ask me later again that week, maybe I’ll be free then.”

 For a brief moment, Jakes eyes were transfixed on your thin blouse stretching over your chest, just like you intended. There was a voice in the back of your head, screaming at you to stop acting stupid and turn the man down. But you ignored it, he was too intriguing, too alluring to just send him away.

Jakes eyes snapped back to your face.

“I’m sure we can find another day. I’ll just visit you again.” He said, giving you another intense look.

“Sounds good for me. I have to finish unpacking everything now, but thanks again for the coffee.” You smiled cheekily, scooping up a dollop of whipped cream with your finger and sticking it into your mouth.

 There was just the smallest hitch in Jakes breath, but you noticed. Strike, you thought gleefully. “I’ll see you around then.” He said, his voice slightly stained, before he disappeared in a hurry.

 You leaned back into your chair with a smug grin, taking a deep sip of your hot beverage. That went surprisingly well. You pushed the nagging thought that getting into something with him was not a good idea aside. A couple of drinks wouldn’t hurt.

 +++

You felt a small sense of triumph when Jake already returned the next day.

“For a man who claimed to be so busy back at the airport, you certainly have a lot of free time to visit me.” You greeted him with a cheeky grin.

“I was on this floor, so I thought I’d stop by to say Hi.” Jake said. He was wearing his glasses today and it was doing crazy things to your body. You weren’t sure if you could reject another invitation, but still decided to play it cool.

 “Well, lucky me, I guess. Hi. No coffee today?” you asked, giving him a little fake pout.

 “I see, I already spoiled you.” Jake chuckled, but his eyes were affectionate.

 “You could make it up to me, though, maybe by buying me a drink tonight after work?” The smile that flashed over Jakes face made you forget any regret you might have felt about giving in so soon. Being the reason he smiled like that felt really good.

“It would be my pleasure. I’ll be on air until five, so I pick you up here at six?”

“So you’re just assuming that I’m going to work overtime?“

 “It’s your first week on the job, of course you work overtime.” Jake shot back, grinning.

He was right, of course, you still had to learn your way around the department, so you decided to stay an hour longer each day to get the hang on everything.

 “Just be here at six, smart arse.” You joked, and instantly regretted it, afraid you were being overly comfortable with Jake. But he just winked at you and walked away, a slight spring in his step.

 +++

 Jake was punctual, picking you up from your booth at six sharps. He was acting like a real gentleman, holding the door to the office, the cab and the bar he picked out, a cozy place in downtown DC, away from Capitol Hill and the possibility of running into someone familiar.

 The black suit he was wearing and the martini he had ordered gave Jake a very James-Bond-like look that you enjoyed immensely. You made a terrible “shaken, not stirred” joke that, miraculously, still made him laugh. Conversation was surprisingly easy, Jake could contribute something to basically any topic you broached. His vast knowledge of…well, everything was simultaneously sexy and intimidating, something that could be applied to his whole persona.

 It wasn’t like he was a completely different person than on his show, his sharp observations and cutting sarcasm were still very much there, making you a bit hesitant to voice all your opinions freely. But there also was a lighter side to him that didn’t appear on television. For example, he was a huge nerd. You just uttered “Star Wars” a single time and spent the next twenty minutes listening to his detailed ranking of the entire movie franchise. At first, you were just feigning interest, but he was so passionate about the topic that you couldn’t help but get interested. When you confessed that you had never seen a Star Wars movie before, Jake wasn’t having it.

“Ok, this can’t stand. Friday, my place, were watching Star Wars. I can’t let you run around that uneducated.” He replied, and your heart took up pace like a racehorse. Going to his place was a huge step after just one date and really knowing each other for only three days. But as much as you wanted to decline, you wanted nothing more than to spend some more time with this man, against all reservations you had.

 “I have a master’s degree from Brown, don’t call me uneducated.” you said, reaching out to playfully slap his arm. But he caught your wrist mid-air, making blood rush to your face because of the grip of his fingers against your skin.

 “Careful, Y/N.” he murmured. Why was his voice suddenly so deep and sensual? Your eyes met, and for a second, the air was buzzing between the two of you. Then Jake let go of your hand, and the moment was over. But you could still feel a lingering prickle at where his skin had touched yours.

 “So, what do you say?” He asked, his voice back to its normal tone. You had to decide quickly, not about watching Star Wars but about what kind of message to send to Jake. Coming over to his place was a risk, were you ready to take it?

He looked at you, waiting for you to say something, and his eyes were so damn hopeful.

“Sure, why not. But there better be snacks.” You replied. Here goes nothing.

  +++

It was Friday, and you stood in front of Jake Tappers apartment door, a bottle of wine clutched in your sweaty hand. You weren’t sure what one was supposed to bring for a Star Wars movie night, so you decided on a white wine you liked to buy for yourself.

 A moment after you rung the doorbell, Jake was already there, almost as if he had been waiting behind the door. You smiled at him, presenting the bottle.

“I hope you like white wine.” you said. Wow, what a lamer starter, you thought. But Jake graciously took the bottle and stepped aside to let you enter the apartment.

“I love white wine, thank you very much.” He said, sounding genuine.

 His flat was nice, clean and surprisingly void of clutter. You had never been to his office but back at the bar he had talked about collecting a lot of historical stuff back, he obviously kept all of that at work. There was a nice, comfortable looking sofa, but it was the table in front of you that made your eyes light up.

 “Oh my god, Jake, this is snack heaven! You really outdid yourself.” You exclaimed, beaming at him. There were chips, dips, popcorn, chocolate covered pretzels and even jellybeans.

 “You said you wanted snacks.” Jake said, matter-of-factly and you took a moment to really look at him. He was dressed casually today, wearing a grey jumper that looked incredibly soft, and jeans. Overall, he looked fantastic, and you could feel your heart starting to beat faster when you were thinking about sitting close to him on the sofa.

 “How about you make yourself comfortable, I’m going to pour us some wine and then we can get started.” Jake said, disappearing into the kitchen. You sat down on the sofa, it was really cozy. You had to keep yourself from snuggling back into the cushions, reminding yourself that you were not at home here and this was still very much Jake Tappers apartment. A moment later, the man himself came back, carrying two glasses of wine that he put down in front of you on a small spot of the table that wasn’t occupied by snacks.

He sat down next to you, keeping a respectful distance.

 “So, we are going to start with the fourth movie, which is actually the first movie that was filmed back in 1978, they made three prequels later but nobody that considers themself a true Star Wars fan would introduce someone to the franchise by watching part one.” Jake explained. Seeing him so passionate about this was really endearing, even if you weren’t a hundred percent sure what he was talking about.

“You have my complete and total trust in this matter, I am here to learn.” You joked, and Jakes responding chuckle made warmth bloom in your belly.

The movie was really good, you were intrigued by the characters and the storyline, but what was even better was watching the film with Jake. Some people were annoyed by others talking during a movie, but you enjoyed the occasional fun fact immensely, and Jake was a walking encyclopedia of Star Wars trivia.

“Did you know that the guy who did Darth Vader’s voice and the actor who played him never actually met?”

 “During the trash compactor scene, Mark Hamill held his breath for so long that a blood vessel in his face popped, that’s why they only took shots from one side, pay attention to it and you will notice.”

You quietly munched your popcorn while he was talking, watching him with keen interest bothering on fascination. Star Wars fan Jake was glorious in his nerdiness. How was this the same man that was ripping apart politicians every day on television and had snapped at you at the airport?

 “I’m sure someone told you this before, but you a such a nerd.” You grinned, playfully throwing a piece of popcorn at him.

 “I consider myself the nerd king.” He declared, voice so deadly serious that you couldn’t stop yourself from bursting out laughing. Jake turned around to look at you. Why was his face so mesmerizing? And why was he suddenly sitting so close to you?

“Your laugh is beautiful.” He said quietly. And then he was kissing you. Your brain tried to catch up and make sense of the sudden new development, but Jakes lips were too soft and his hand on your tight to warm and heavy for you to focus on anything else. You responded enthusiastically, tilting your head to deepen the kiss and wrapping your arms around his neck. His tongue slid across your bottom lip, teasing you until you opened your mouth.

 His hands were on your hips now, pulling you closer until you were sitting on his lap. He leaned into the back of the sofa and slid his palms down your sides until they settled on your ass. You started to softly grind your hips into his and your body went into overdrive as you felt the evidence of how much he was enjoying the kiss pressed against your core through your jeans.

“Jake.” You moaned against his mouth. “What about the movie?”

 “Fuck the movie.” He whispered, attacking your lips again, his hands squeezing your ass.

Breaking the kiss, you brought some distance between your faces to look at him with mock indignation.

“Don’t let your nerd friends hear that.”

 “My nerd friends would tell me to shut up about Star Wars when a woman like you is sitting on my lap.” Jake responded with a smirk, and you couldn’t argue with that.

He kissed you again, and needless to say, you didn’t finish the movie.

Jake took you to his bed instead, slowly undressing you, kissing and touching every inch of your skin he could reach in the process. He slid between your legs, entering you in one fluid motion and your hands stayed tangled in his hair as you moved against each other. His eyes never left yours, and from the way he looked at you, you knew that this was something real. When you hit your peak, your guttural cry of Jakes name was all it took for him to follow you over the edge.

Afterwards, you snuggled up against him and silently thanked the fates that you had picked up that wrong suitcase.

(about 6 months later)

 

“I can’t believe ours really are the last ones.” You groaned, leaning onto Jake while stifling a yawn. “I just want to go home.”

 “You slept the whole flight, Y/N, and I’m sure the luggage will be here any moment. Patience, love.” Jake replied, sounding rather tired himself.

You had just arrived from Barbados, your first holiday together. It had been amazing, nothing but eating, swimming and relaxing for two weeks. But it was the middle of the night now, and you had already been waiting at the baggage claim for thirty minutes.

 “Just stay here and let me lean on you and I’ll be fine. You have to watch me anyway, not that some grumpy, hot stranger mistakes my luggage for his and I meet him at the service desk and fall irrevocably in love with him because of that.” You said, letting out a soft chuckle.

Jake just wrapped his arm around you, pulling you tightly against his chest.

 “That’s why I got you that nice red suitcase for your birthday, can’t let that happen again.”

[baroquebucky]

Italian days

request: could you write something about going to Italy with timothee? Im just imagining how cute and romantic it would be 🥺

a/n: this is so cute !!! prepare for typical tourist attractions also i have no idea where any of these things are in relation to each other so :-) i literally googled what to do in these places bc I’ve never been sorry guys:-( this ones long so strap in and get ready !!! let me know what y’all think abt it ! i kinda wanna make headcanons about this too hehe >:) I hope you all enjoy it and send me some requests 🥰

You quickly finished packing your last t shirt in the already full suitcase, putting your weight onto it so that you could zip it up fully. You were excited for the trip that timothee had planned for the two of you, giddy to finally spend some alone time with you favorite boy. “ma cherie are you almost done?” you heard timmy call out from the living room. Quickly you grabbed the final bag off the bed and scanned the room, going over a mental checklist to ensure you didn't forget anything. 

“okay i have everything, did you get everything? Do you have all the things you need? What time is it? Are we gonna be late? Oh god what if the plane leaves without us” you began to ramble, going through every worst case scenario possible. Timothee looked at you in awe, he had never seen you this nervous about anything before, he least expected it to come out right before a romantic getaway.

“angel, calm down, it’s fine let’s go to the airport we’re right on time” he smiled at you, giving you a quick kiss before he helped you with your bags and you two headed to the Uber waiting outside your shared apartment. As you helped him squeeze the luggage in you both sat in the backseat, you were so excited for the trip.

“You know we should go to Paris for our next anniversary” timmy spoke offhandedly, mindlessly playing with your hair as the movie you had chose played on the tv. “That would be fun, I’ve never been there” you smiled, looking at him briefly before your eyes settled on the screen again.

“where have you traveled to?” He questioned, curious as to all the places you’ve visited. “mmm i mean I’ve never been to Europe, i left the state a couple times for road trips but that’s about it” you replied, not thinking anything of the question. “You mean to tell me that you’ve never been to Italy?” He gasped and you laughed at his shock.

“We aren’t all stars or rich Chalamet” you suppressed laughter but one look at his facial expression caused you to burst into a fit of laughter. “That’s it im booking a flight to Italy, we can go to venice and oh we could even travel to where we filmed call me by your name! And then we could go to Rome!” He gushed, moving quickly to get his laptop.

You were excited, until you realized you had $20 in your wallet and maybe $67 in you bank account. “Timothée wait no” you spoke, rushing behind him to stop him. He turned around confused as to why you didn’t want to go.

“do you not wanna go? I thought you liked Italy? You show me videos about people going there all the time” he asked, searching your face for an answer. “I do! I’ve always wanted to go there” you stated, sighing as your gazes met. “it’s just- how am i gonna pay for my ticket? I don’t have enough money and-” before you could finish timothée cut you off.

“what makes you think you’re paying?” He grinned, running to the room to get the laptop once again. You messed with your fingers for a second, you didn’t want him to spend money on you, you’ve always felt bad about it.

“timmy no you can’t just buy me a ticket there” you spoke, walking into the room, seeing the boy sitting on the bed, legs crossed with the laptop in his lap. He furrowed his brows and replied without looking up from his screen. “Why not? You’re my girl, think of it as a present” he smiled, you opened your mouth to protest but he quickly stopped you.

“i just bought them so you can’t take it back” he beamed, you frowned for a second before he gave you the puppy eyes. Of course you couldn’t resist, you tackled him with a hug and kissed him, thanking him a million times.

And so here the two of you were, sitting in the backseat on your way to the airport, going over the loose itinerary timothée had made for the two of you once you landedin Venice. He had gone beyond what you expected to make this trip memorable despite telling him to not worry.

When you got to the airport everything went surprisingly smooth despite you being nervous the whole time. The two of you bought breakfast and ate it in the little food court, then headed to the gate which your plane would be in and played games while waiting to board.

Once the plane arrived the two of you got on, of course he had bought first class, you wanted to scold him for spending so much but as soon as you saw how excited he was you couldn’t be mad at him. “look! we get pillows and everything” he giggled, you smiled at him and nodded, equally as excited as him. The two of you ended up watching two movies, falling asleep during the second one.

You woke up first, smiling at the sight of timmy with messy hair, mouth slightly parted and cheeks lightly flushed as he slept. You decided to wait on waking him up, instead you occupied yourself by looking out the window and listening to your music.

The landing woke timothée up and he smiled at you brightly, it took him a couple minutes to really wake up, mumbling incoherently before he came fully to his senses.

As soon as you got off the plane you were excited, pulling timothée along to get out of the airport as soon as possible. When you finally got everything and exited you got into the car timothée had ordered for the two of you and headed to the hotel to unpack.

Timothée posted a picture of you staring out the window in awe onto his Instagram story, “she’s excited right now, just wait until she sees the canals” he wrote, smiling as he thought of all the pictures the two of you would take.

You expected an average hotel room, if timothée really splurged then maybe above average, you did not expect to get the presidential suite at a five star hotel. The smile on your face made everything worth it to timothée, he made sure this trip would be memorable. “Timothée Hal Chalamet! How much did you fucking spend!” You squeaked, rushing around the room to check everything on.

“That doesn’t matter, what matters is that you get changed and get ready, we’re in Venice for two days before our next stop and I have so much for us to do” he smiled, pulling you in for a kiss which you quickly returned. Resting your head on his chest you sighed, taking a Monet to let everything sink in. You’re in Italy with the love of your life. Holy shit.

Timothée had bought multiple disposable cameras for the two of you to use, wanting to develop all of them by the time you guys got back home.

Before you knew it you were wandering the streets of Venice, a permanent smile on your face as you took so many photos of the scenery and of timothée and of course together. The two of you visited the top tourist spots like Saint Marks Basilica, the both of you in awe of its beauty and laughing until your stomach hurt feeding the pidgeons.

Timothée was scared for his life when a pidgeon landed on his shoulder, immediately going stiff and begging for you to help him. You quickly pulled out your phone, recording him and zooming into his face, a face of pure fear. After you posted it you quickly shooed the pidgeon away, holding his hand and a small pidgeon landed on your shoulder and you fed it out of your free hand.

You smiled brightly at timothée who had moved away from you slightly causing you to giggle. “You laugh now but I’m gonna be the one poop free, those things are ruthless” he stated, a serious look on his face which quickly turned soft as you attempted to pet the bird on you. “Look at him he’s so cute!” You gushed, drowning as it flew away.

“Cmon sweet girl, we have a ride to catch, in the canal” he winked and you gasped, pulling him before you stopped, realizing you didn’t know where you were even going.

When the two of you arrived he helped you into the boat, it was only the two of you and the one driving the small boat, you were sitting next to each other, pointing at everything, a constant smile on both of your faces. He held your hand the whole time, most of the time looking at you rather than the sights you were in such awe of. A small smile on his face as he admired how beautiful you looked, you looked so stress free and happy and he knew everything else he had planned was so worth it if he got to see you like this.

After the ride on the canals the two of you ate at a small little restaurant, drinking some wine and talking about the days events.

“I just think it’s funny that you were that scared of the pidgeons” you giggled, and he frowned at you, “i wasn’t scared, i was just- cautious” he smirked, watching you roll your eyes at his remark.

The two of you finished dinner, walking around the now calmer streets, admiring everything at night for about an hour, kissing under streetlights and chasing one another through the streets, laughter bouncing off the buildings.

The two of you showered once you got back to the hotel and absolutely crashed after you had snuggled under the sheets. The two of you exhausted from the plane ride and walking everywhere all day.

You both woke up late in the morning to the sound of timothées alarm, you yawned, burying yourself more into timothées side, wanting ten more minutes. “Wake up mon amour i still have some stuff planned for today before we leave for Florence” he spoke softly into your hair, kissing the top of your head. He had decided to skip on taking you to Crema, deciding it would make for a good excuse to come back.

You woke up slowly, getting ready and waiting for timothée on the bed once you had finished. You were starving but you didn’t want to eat without him. You laid on your stomach and dozed off only to wake up to a now fully dressed timothée, smiling at you and kissing your nose. “let’s go eat and then we can head out” he whispered and you nodded, getting up from the bed and following him out the door.

The two of you spent the day walking around and seeing anything else you wanted, eating much too much food and buying way too many souvenirs. The day seemed to fly by and before you knew it you were headed to Florence, of course shoving all your luggage into the bus that the two of you were taking to the wonderful city. You slept most of the way while timothée read through a script for a new movie. He woke you up gently when you guys arrived, piling out along with everyone else as the two of you found the car timothée had ordered for this city, heading to yet another 5 star hotel with an amazing room.

It was late at night so the two of you only slipped into bed and set an alarm for later tomorrow morning, cuddling through the whole night, waking up once to eat some of the fruit that the hotel had given to the two of you as a gift.

The next morning the alarm went off and you quickly turned it off, placing your head on timothées chest, a smile on your face while he played with your hair.

“let’s get ready, i have something special planned, wear that one outfit you brought, you know the one that you said you’ve always wanted to wear?” He smiled, a mischievous glint in your eye. You gave him a kiss on the cheek and nodded, going to get ready.

After you finished you scrolled through your phone, replying to people and sifting through the pictures from Venice, deleting the ones which turned out bad or way too blurry. You decided to lay on your side, thinking you wouldn’t fall back asleep but you were wrong. Before you knew it you felt a gentle nudge.

“Cmon sleeping beauty i have a picnic for us” he beamed, a twinkle in his eye. You woke up quickly, a giant grin on your face as your mouth fell open. “A picnic? Oh my god this is a dream, angel you’re so amazing oh my god! I love you so much” You gushed, tackling timothée once you got off the bed and hugging him tightly, kissing him all over his face.

“i love you more ma cherie, now lets go” he smiled, opening the door for you and quickly taking your hand while walking down the halls.

You had ended up accidentally falling asleep in the car, head on timothées shoulder, he recorded you, saving it but not posting it, knowing if he did you would get him back and start a full fledged war.

As the car approached the Piazzle Michaelangelo he shook you softly, your eyes fluttered open and a small smile overtook your features. “Oh my god it’s so pretty” you gasped as the two of you stepped out of the car and onto the concrete floor, he got the picnic basket from the car as you went to save a spot on the steps. He quickly found you and opened the basket between the two of you, eating the food and making conversation, laughing and enjoying the fact that both of you were in Italy, overlooking Florence.

After sitting there for a while, cuddling and pointing things out the two of you drove into the city, excited to see everything the city had to offer. The two of you walked down the streets hand in hand, taking pictures once more and in awe of the beauty the city offered.

Of course the two of you drove all over the city visiting museums, seeing all the statues and artworks you had always admired through your phone screen. You almost wanted to cry of happiness seeing everything in person, you walked quickly in the museums, timothée barely keeping up with you as you rushed everywhere, making sure you absorbed every last detail.

Of course timothée took the typical you looking at art picture, and of course he posted it and captioned it “art looking at art” causing his fans to go feral, everyone tweeting and posting about how cute the two of you were. You held timmys hand when you realized he was dragging behind, pulling him along and forcing him to move at your speed.

“oh my god I love this painting, look at the brushstrokes! I read once that when he was painting this-” you began, going into detail about said artists life. Timothée stared at you, his chest swelling with love, a smile on his face as you went on and on about the paintings, he hung onto every word you said, loving the way your eyes lit up and the amount of emotion in your voice as you spoke of what you loved.

After you had visited the museums l, the two of you walked all over the city, taking in the culture and also taking many breaks and calling a cab to go to places he had planned to take you. Of course he set up a reservation at a fancy restaurant, eating to your hearts delight and drinking amazing wine, overseeing the bustling city as the sun set.

“i cannot believe we’re in Florence Italy” you sighed happily, looking out at the city while you sipped on your wine, timothée smiled at you. “I don’t know how I’m ever going to thank you enough angel, you really made my dreams come true” you spoke, turning towards your curly headed boyfriend and he shook his head.

“you don’t have to thank me ma cherie. I love seeing you happy, you deserve the world and I’m going to give everything i can to you, you’ve always supported me through anything and everything, you know me so well, i just love you so much” he answered. “but- you can thank me by letting me post a bunch of pictures of you everywhere” he smiled shyly, blushing slightly. You smiled brightly at him, your love for him growing. “oh baby of course” you giggled.

The next day was just as action packed, going to multiple cathedrals and basilicas which you hadn’t gotten to the day before, and then spending time in the gardens, taking so many pictures of each other, half of them turning out blurry because the two of you couldn’t stop laughing.

He held you hand the whole time, keeping you close to him the whole time, kissing you at times and always looking at you with so much love. All over Twitter and Instagram were pictures of the two of you holding hands and laughing, many of them with one of the two of you pointing at something, many of the ones with you pointing had timothée looking at you with a smile rather than what you were showing him, it gave you butterflies.

That night you headed to the hotel early, packing everything to catch the late night flight to Rome, the last destination on the trip. The two of you packed quickly, racing to see who would finish first. This made timothée sneak up behind you and unfold your tshirts, run back to his area and rush to finish, an attempt to beat you. You were one step ahead, you had hidden his shampoo so you had no problem re folding while he ran around everywhere.

“I’m done!” You announced proudly, smiling at your boyfriend and he rolled his eyes, a pout on his face. “That’s not fair! I finished before you i just lost my shampoo” he responded, you smirked at him. “Check under your pillow” his eyes went wide and raced to get it, jaw dropping when he found it. “y/n i swear one day im gonna beat you at these competitions” he huffed, pushing you playfully and you shoved him back laughing.

The two of you cuddled the whole time in the airport, attached to the hip, and napping until your flight boarded, where the two of you also slept the whole time. When you finally arrived in Rome, you both headed to the hotel, knocking out there too, excited for the next two days in Rome before returning home. The two of you only had two cameras left, it filled you with excitement to get the photos developed, knowing you would have so many pictures of him to post and an endless amount of wallapapers.

When the two of you awoke the next morning you headed out quickly, excited to spend yet another day together.

“timothée oh my god look at that dog! Do you think he speaks Italian?” You questioned, smiling at the small dog that walked past the two of you. “I’m sure he does my angel” he replied, laughing. Pulling you along the busy street, putting his arm around your waist.

The two of you marveled at the colosseum, mind running wild at the thought of people using it. “You think they ever had a concert in there?” You asked your boyfriend who giggled, “im not so sure they did my angel” you thought about someone using it today. “What if someone tried to have on in there today” you smiled and timothée quickly replied, “as soon as the speakers start blasting everything would just crumble” you laughed at the thought of someone wanting to have fun only to ruin one of the most iconic pieces of history.

The two of you walked along the streets, holding hands and swinging them back and forth, debating where to go next. “How about the pantheon?” You suggested and he nodded with a smile, “you read my mind darling.”

The two of you got there surprisingly quickly and sat down for a second, both of your guys’ feet hurting. You put your head on timmys shoulder, closing your eyes for a second, you could hear everyone talking, the sound of cars and the wind. “Are you tired mon amour?” Timothée asked, not wanting to tire you out so much, he wanted you excited and happy not tired.

“just a bit, but I’m sure it’ll leave as soon as we see the Vatican” you spoke, a smile forming on your face as you opened your eyes and looked at the brunette next to you. He kissed your cheek, getting up and extending a hand to help you up. “Let’s go see what all those shops we passed have had to offer later yeah?” He grinned and you nodded, stretching a little before falling into step with him.

The two of you arrived at the Vatican and you swear you had never felt more in awe than staring at everything inside, everything was so adorned and beautiful, even the pillars on the outside when the two of you were waiting (only for like 5 minutes) made you smile in amazement. Timothée and you kept pointing out everything, a smile on both of your faces. Both of your cheeks hurt from smiling so much but neither of you complained, too happy to care.

After the two of you walked around for a bit more you left and entered the busy streets of Rome once again, taking pictures of each other all the time and stopping to look at anything and everything. “Let’s go get something to eat” you suggested. “Oh yeah I’m starving after all that walking” he replied, pulling out his phone to find a nice place to get food.

Soon enough he found a nice spot and the two of you arrived there quickly, excited to eat. After ordering and eating the two of you sat in comfortable silence, taking the time to wind down before going back out. “can we go to the Trevi Fountain? I brought coins for us to throw in” you asked and timothée wanted to kiss you all over and hug you and never let you go because god you were so fucking cute.

“of course we can go mon amour, are you ready to go right now?” He asked and you nodded, he paid quickly before taking his hand in yours, the two of you walking slower than before, you were leaning on him slightly, he was talking about some story that had happened to him in high school. You don’t remember exactly how the story had come up but you were grateful that it had.

As the two of you continued walking hand in hand and smiling at the sights you realized that no one had disturbed the two of you this whole trip which was very surprising, but you were grateful that his fans were respectful of the two of you. “okay i told you am embarrassing story of me in high school you tell me one” he pushed and you groaned, stealing the water bottle from his hands and gulping down the drink.

“i wasn’t really embarrassing in high school, i had like five friends and we always looked out for one another, middle school i was the biggest emo alive” you shuddered thinking back to all the diary entries you had made. “I remember i wrote this one poem that was so cringe and i thought it was the best thing ever written” you cringed at the memory and he bursted our laughing, leaning into you as he did so.

“Do you still have said diary?” He questioned, a mischievous smile forming on his face, “back at my parents house yeah” you replied, narrowing your eyes at him, “but you will never lay your eyes on a single one of those pages Hal” you sternly replied, smiling as he rolled his eyes and pulled you closer to him, putting his arm around you. “We’ll see about that one” he smiled.

“oh my god! Timmy there it is!” You shrieked, energy suddenly overflowing as you ran, pulling timothee with you causing him to almost trip over his feet. You pushed through the crowd, saying excuse me and sorrys until you got the the front of the fountain. Timothée arrived a couple seconds after you, out of breath and amazed at how fast you had ran.

“ma cherie you need to slow down” he spoke, leaning over to catch him breath. You stared at the fountain in awe, a smile sprawled across you face, taking in the beauty of it all. “I can’t believe I’m really here” you whispered, timothée got up, wrapping both his arms around your waist. “Believe in my love” he smiled, kissing you on the cheek.

Suddenly you heard a crack of thunder and soon enough rain started pouring, the once crowded area was now close to empty as everyone ran for shelter, you and timothée didn’t budge, mainly because you didn’t even flinch and refused to move.

you turned to timothée, hair sticking to both of your foreheads a wild smile on your face as you dig into your pocket, looking for the coins you had brought. Quickly you handed one to timothée. “Ready?” You smiled and he nodded. “Okay, 1, 2, 3!” You shouted, the coins flipping into the water at the same time. Turning to timothée you found him smiling at you and you laughed.

“When in Rome” you said before bunching his shirt into your fist and pulling him into a kiss, you eyes shutting as rain fell around the two of you. The kiss was what you imagined the movie ones were like, passionate and loving. You smiled into the kiss before you opened your eyes and pulled away.

“you drive me crazy y/n” he whispered, a giant smile on his face as you wiped away the water from your eyes and pushed the hair out of your face. “Should we get out of the rain?” You giggled and he nodded, “probably, we don’t wanna get sick” he joked and you punched him. “Don’t fucking jinx it!” You yelled, running to the nearest shelter you could find, which so happened to be a tourist shop.

Shopping with timothée was always fun, shopping with timothée in another country was another level. He wanted to buy you everything you looked at, he would buy you at $50 shirt if you really wanted it. The two of you were dripping wet and needed to buy new clothes or else you would definitely get sick. You ended up wearing tacky tourist shirts, getting matching ones of course and buying souvenirs for everyone back home as well as a few things to decorate and to keep for yourselves.

Considering how hard it was pouring and the fact that the two of you now had wet socks you decide to call it a day and go back to the hotel room, not wanting to get sick considering tomorrow was the last day. You were glad that it was already 5 pm, you wouldn’t have missed that much that you had planned and you could easilh get to them tomorrow.

You guys quickly got into a car and made your way back to the hotel, opting on showering together. As the two of you stepped in you let out a sigh at the feeling of the warm water. You let the water rinse the two of you off before shutting it off and getting timothées shampoo, telling him to turn around so you could wash his hair.

“thank you for this whole trip baby, it’s really been a dream come true” you spoke, massaging the shampoo into his hair. “Im sorry that it rained sweetheart, i really wanted us to be able to do everything because this was supposed to be perfect and-” you frowned at him despite his back being to you. “Timothée you can’t control the weather! And even then this trip is already perfect because I’m here with you. I’m in Italy with the love of my life dammit, ive drank so much good wine and eaten even more good food! We haven’t gotten this much time alone in god knows how long, you’ve literally had a chauffeur in every city so that we didn’t have to worry about parking and you made us an itinerary! Everything about this trip has been perfect, even the hiccups in the road.” You stated, smiling at the memories the two of you had already made.

You turned the water back on to rinse the shampoo out of his hair and he smiled at you, kissing you on the forehead. “And plus, i finally got my kiss in the rain AND it was infront of the trevi fountain, how am i supposed to complain again ever?” You smiled up at him, he laughed and quickly closed his eyes as shampoo rinsed from his hair. He grabbed your shampoo and began to wash your hair, you relaxed at his touch and closed your eyes.

“I love you so much angel, you don’t even understand” he whispered, you hummed in response. He gave you a soft kiss to your neck, giving you goosebumps.

Soon enough you guys hopped out of the shower, warm and clean and changed into some pijamas, snuggling into bed and looking out of the giant window next to you. Between the sound of the rain hitting the window and timothées soft breathing, you quickly dozed off, not caring that it was only 6:30 pm and you’d probably wake up at 2 am with an insane amount of energy. Timothée asked you something,confused as to why you weren’t replying until he looked at you, a bashful smile on his face when he saw you sleeping.

“you know i love you so much, you mean the world to me mon amour, there isn’t anything i wouldn’t do for you” he whispered, brushing your hair lightly to get it out of your face. He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead, turning the lights off in the room before closing his eyes and drifting off the sleep alongside you.

You ended up not even waking up throughout the night, instead sleeping until early the next morning. You hadn’t realized how tired you had been until now since you were more energetic than ever, excited to get as much in on the last day.

Timothée was the one dragging you around everywhere today, determined to get through the list had made, you smiled at him as he explained everything to you, surprised at how much he knew. “When did you make this list anyway?” You asked over lunch, looking up at him after you chewed your food. “I woke up at 2am and i couldn’t sleep but i didn’t wanna wake you up so i made this list and researched everything so i can give you the full tour guide experience” he replied, a giant smile on his face as you gawked at him.

“yeah that’s it, I’m gonna marry you” you shrugged, continuing to eat as timothée blushed and kept eating. The conversation flowing easily between the two of you and a comfortable silence falling into place at times.

The day continued quickly, visiting many more sites and before you knew it your disposable camera came to an end, and 30 minutes later so did timothées as the sunset. The two of you sat down on a bench, waiting on your guys’ driver to arrive so the two of you could pack up and head home.

“i can’t believe it’s over” you smiled softly, sad that it was over but happy that it happened. “Don’t worry mon amour im sure we’ll be back soon enough” he smiled and you put your head on his shoulder. “I love you with everything I have timothée” you spoke, looking up at him from your position. He kissed your forehead gently, “i love you so much more y/n” he smiled.

The two of you once again raced to pack up, you purposefully ‘lost’ your favorite shirt and let him win, although he would always hold it against you, it didn’t matter because you would lose over and over and over again if it meant seeing the amount of joy on his face when he shouted “IM DONE” and looked over at you with an unzipped suitcase.

As the two of you were waiting at the airport gate you had to make the obligatory Instagram post, gathering pictures of the two of you together and of yourself to post, you smiled as you picked out the photos. Searching the internet to see if anyone had caught the two of you kissing in the rain in front of the fountain, which of course they had. You looked over at a napping timothée, smiling as you set the photo as your lockscreen and added it to your post, quickly you typed out your caption.

“Italian days <3”