#and my last day is Thursday ahh!!!!

[http-tokki]

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~ choso kamo x fem!reader (tattoo artist choso au) ~tags/cw: tattoo artist choso, fem reader, tattoo artist au, tattoos, needles, satosugu is canon, modern au, choso has a scar over his nose instead of his markings, strangers to friend to lovers (strangers rn) tiny lil man verbal bashing cause men are weak lil babies when getting tattoos, reader is a lil chubby, choso is on antidepressants, smoking/vaping, drinking ~ wc: 2.9k ~ "Dude, he is so fucking hot. I wasn't expecting him to look like that!! What do I do?!! Help?!?"

You: Wednesday 8:45pm Hi, I was just wondering if your books were still open? It says they are in your bio but in case I've missed it and they're closed, please ignore this message, sorry! :)

Kamo: Wednesday 9:23pm Hey. No, they are still open. When were you looking to book? Do you have a specific design? Or are you looking for a flash?

 

You: Thursday 11:36am Oh, hi, awesome! Thank you for getting back to me so quickly! I was looking to book next month, towards the end. On a weekend if that would be possible (I don't mind the time), and for the design, just a flash (design 3A) on your latest post on my upper arm, around 15-20cm. :)

You: Thursday 11:52pm Unless you think it should be smaller or somewhere else, I'm not picky! I really want something of yours tattooed on me :)

 Kamo: Thursday 12:15pm Sure, no problem! I have the 24th free at 12pm. Does that work for you? The spot and size are fine, but I'll make up smaller and bigger stencils on the day in case you change your mind. The total would be $600 for the piece. However, I require a $100 deposit to secure your spot. I can send you the payment details once you confirm your interest. Please read through my FAQs on cancellation policies and further information.

You: Thursday 12:20pm 24th at 12pm is perfect! Thank you!! I'll send a deposit through now! Ahh, so excited! :)

 

Kamo: Thursday 1:07pm You're welcome. Here is the link x. Please send a screenshot of your payment as proof. For the rest of the amount, I accept cash only. If you have any other questions, feel free to message me. See you on the 24th.

You: Thursday 3:30pm Sending it now! Yay! Thank you so much! Super excited, see you! :)

Kamo: Thursday 4:35 pm Seen 

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 "I sound like an idiot, don't I?" you grumble as your friend reads over your chat with a tattoo artist.

You watch your friend tilt their glasses down, squinting at the screen as their mouth curls into a grimace. They try to hide it with a sniffle, disguising their obvious disgust over your intense enthusiasm.

"Not an idiot," they hand the phone back to you, a frown set in the crooked way it always did when they were uncomfortable. "Just really, really eager, which can be cute if you like that."

--

Choso is growing tired. 

At what? There are too many contributing factors to the headache that had begun blooming his eyes five minutes after stepping into the studio to pinpoint the main culprit of his budding exhaustion. Maybe it was the late night/early morning combo, or perhaps it was the horrific lack of water and food he hadn't consumed in the last twenty-four hours. When was the last time he had taken his medication? Choso begins to run through the previous days in an attempt to remember when he had even glanced at the Zoloft sheet sitting in the bottom drawer of his trolley, but his attention is diverted from his lack of self-care to the man sitting in his tattoo chair. 

It is coming up on the two-hour mark since his client walked in. With a brazen attitude that could rival a Greek god, the man had outlined what had to be the simplest fucking tattoo known to man. Choso had rolled his eyes at the frankly impressive and thorough drawing done by the twenty-something gym bro before shifting the paper off to his younger brother. 

"Come on, it's easy! An hour tops, and then you've got like two fifty in your hand! You technically owe me an observation session, and this can be it." Yuji had gripped his brother's sleeve, tugging on it the way he used to when they were kids. 

Taking in his younger half-brother as his apprentice was a good idea in theory. The two lived and worked together, so there was ample time for obvs and practice, but today was already busy, and Choso was feeling like complete and utter shit. 

"Yuji, I don't want to do this. I have a client coming in at twelve for a full session, and I've got this headache and-"

"It's easy money, come on! Please." it technically was easy money. The design was a small band wrapped around the bicep, with no adornments or script, just a flat black line; it was the client himself that made Choso apprehensive. 

"Fine." Choso sighed, and Yuji almost jumped into the air in excitement. "You prep and clean him; I'm not doing anything but the actual tattoo." 

Yuji nodded eagerly and just about ran into the front room to confirm the walk-in appointment. 

That was almost two hours ago, and Choso is still here, finishing up the outlines of the band on a guy twice his size but carrying on like a toddler. Each touch of the needle on skin had the man flinching and hissing through his teeth, and there is only so much Choso could take. 

Choso eyes the clock nervously, his next appointment slot ticking closer but the second. There isn't going to be enough time to get out and grab a coffee or snack from the corner store. After another quick glance at the amount of work before him, Choso calls it fifteen minutes to twelve and clicks off the tattoo gun with a disappointed sigh.

 "Hey, I'm sorry, but we might have to split this into two sessions." 

He looks back over at this current client, who is sweating profusely. It takes everything in him to scowl in disgust at the once brazen man before him, but not the look on his client's face; Choso knows some form of repugnance had slipped through his composure. 

 "Yeah, sure, man, no sweat," the client replies, relief blatant in his sigh. "Sorry for taking so many breaks. I've got a weak pain tolerance."

That makes Choso feel a little bad.

"You're fine. I've just got a pre-booked client coming in like ten and need to set up." A little lie to hurry the man up. 

Hope is so close. So attainable that Choso can almost feel the sun on his face, but the shop bells slice through any dream of a break. 

"Hi, I'm here for my twelve with Kamo?" 

Choso slouches, attention now on the conversation happening in the front room. It's not even twelve yet! Why would she be here so early? 

"Yep! We've got you down for twelve, but Choso's still with someone, so if you wanna wait here, that's okay!" Yuji giggles in response. 

"Ohh, I'm just here to ask if umm…Choso wanted a coffee or anything?" his name is a question on her tongue. "I'm going to go get one and wanted to ask if anyone wanted anything so you don't have to wait in line." 

That's nice. Choso thinks and leans back on his chair, attempting to glimpse his new client, who has Yuji giggling at every word. 

"I was just about to step out to get coffee so I can come with you, but I can get Cho's; you don't need to pay for him." Another giggle. God, his younger brother is shameless. 

"That's okay! I can get them; just write your orders down so I don't forget!" the girl insists.  

"Ohh, but-"disappointment fills Yuji's voice. 

"Yuji, can you come here please!" Choso shouts down the hall, pulling his brother away from his new crush. 

Yuji groans, then the shop bells ring again, and then the sound of footsteps shuffles down the hall. 

"Yes?" 

"Can you wrap him up and finish the payment? I need a smoke." Choso rolled back from the bed, handing over the second skin he has yet to unwrap. 

Choso's brother sighs but offers the male client a friendly smile, sits down in the now vacant rollaway stool, and begins to prep the skin for wrap-up.

"I'll be back in five; if anyone needs me, tell them to wait." Choso grumbles the last part and offers a stiff wave to his current client before disappearing into the hall. 

 The knots in Choso's shoulder have been building for days now, and no amount of rolling or stretching seems to relieve the tension in his muscles, but it is nice to stretch and feel the blood move around him again. Heavy boots echo through the small shop as he stalks to the front desk, floorboards creaking under the weight of thick rubber soles. His fingers slip into his back pocket to reach for the small pack of menthols hastily shoved down after the abrupt end of his morning break. 

Stepping out into the world, Choso is blinded by the sun. Having forgotten about the passage of time while being stuck indoors all day, he now stands stunned in the small alcove of the shop's entrance. The sun nears the centre of the sky, beating down the world in a heat never seen before. It wasn't even the beginning of summer, and the sweltering days were breaking temperature records. Choso shields his eyes with a hand, and even then, his vision is blurred as his retinas adjust. 

The street is quiet; an abnormal silence had fallen over the usually busy road, but with the rising blistering temps, he suspects people aren't willing to brave the heat to shop or eat. Choso finds the familiar recess in the wall, a door had been there years ago but has long since been boarded up and now acts as refuge for him and his brother. Through any weather, time of day or season, the small alcove is a sanctuary for tired and burnt-out artists needing a second away from the constant buzz of tattoo guns. 

Choso scans the few open cafes and bars for his mystery client. Mainly office workers on lunch break and mothers with strollers waiting for the afternoon pick up; he can't see anyone that fits the image he had concocted in his mind on the short walk over until he spots a girl standing in line across the way. The tattoos that adorn her legs are what Choso notices first. Patchwork pieces from different artists in black and white with pops of colour here and there, but for the most part are monochromatic, all spaced far enough to be their own pieces but not so much that they seem gap-y. He is impressed at the choice, knowing that when getting patchwork pieces, they are usually slapped in any available location, but from what he can see, every piece flowed into each other and told a story against her skin. Her arms are equally as covered, though with more room, and he is eager to see the works up close. A flash of pink catches his attention, and he narrows his attention on the pink My Melody backpack that she swings at her side, pink wallet clutched in her free hand as she shifts her weight from her toes to her heels. Choso smirks at the bag and finds himself willing her to turn so he can see the face of the girl who we had been staring at for the past five minutes. 

He is staring and he needs to stop before he gets caught. Shifting his attention from the random woman, he fishes out his phone and focuses on the seemingly endless DMs and texts stacked on the lock screen. Sometimes, he wonders if he really should have gone into a career where his livelihood relied on communicating with strangers. With expert precision and one hand, he pulls a cigarette from the crumpled packet and slips the filter between his teeth. Biting down the filter, the taste of menthol fills his mouth, and relief floods his veins before settling in the deep groves of his brain. The cigarette isn't even lit yet, but his nervous system knows that the taste of mint will soon be followed by nicotine, and all will be well for a few minutes. Breaking the habit of smoking has been on Choso's New Year's resolution lists for the past three years, but he only ever lasts a few weeks before turning back to the comfort of those overpriced joints. Maybe next year will be the year. Choso digs through his pockets, fingers grasping for the lighter he keeps in his right pant pocket, but there is nothing. Maybe the other side? Still nothing. Third pocket? Fourth pocket? Nada. Zilch. Zero. Fuck. 

There isn't enough time to go back inside to search for matches, and he had already popped the filter and doesn't want to waste the smoke, but it would get gross sitting in the packet- his headache grew. 

"Choso?" a soft voice asks from above.

Choso looks up from his lap and is greeted by the most stunning woman he has ever seen. Breathing is no longer automatic as he stares at you, and when his lungs start to contract almost painfully, he realises and takes in an all too obvious breath.

It wasn't fair to look like that. With the sun illuminating your silhouette, cradling you in an angelic aura that has Choso debating on whether he should get on his knees and pray to you, but too much time has passed since you spoke and he acknowledged you that he has to say something, but all he can manage is a muffled yeah?

"I'm your twelve, but you look like you need a light?" you hold out a bright pink light between pretty pink manicured fingers. 

Choso offers a tight-lipped smile to prevent the cigarette from falling from his mouth and takes the lighter, flicking it to life. "Thanks, I owe ya."

He holds the flame to the tobacco, and only when it glows bright does he pull the disposable away.

"It didn't cost me anything, so nothing to owe."

There is a beat of silence as you throw the light back into your bag before bending down to pick up the coffee you had set at your feet. "Also, a coffee." another offer towards him. 

"The guy at the desk gave me your order, and I always buy my artists something before a session. I'm not hitting on you."

Your admission of this not being a move stirs something in him. Choso accepts the cold cup with a soft thank you, angling his hand away from yours, careful not to burn you with the lit smoke.

 "I'll meet you inside. Give you a moment to yourself." you nod towards the door of the studio, feet already turning to start walking towards the entrance. 

He watches you walk away, a smile creeping on his face despite not knowing why. You're as cute from the front as you are from the back, and he's glad the girl he had seen in the coffee shop is you. Soft curves make up your figure, dipping at your waist before filling out again over your bust. Choso feels his stomach twist in that familiar feeling, but he can't think of you like that; you're a client and nothing more. There is a mesmerising way in which you walk that has Choso unable to look away, and even when you've stepped into the studio, his gaze lingers on the empty space you once stood in until the rancid taste of burnt filter fills his mouth. Never in his life has he been as thankful for coffee as he is in that moment when burnt paper fills his senses. Taking a big gulp of the sweet but still bitter drink, it takes everything in him not to spit in the street, but he was raised better than that and will wait until he is in the small bathroom to spit up the gross contents.

 --

 When Choso returns, you are sitting on the small couch in the waiting room, filling out consent forms. Head down as you read the number of your ID and scribe it down in the open line; he walks past you, suddenly horrified by his heavy choice of shoe. The thick thud of the rubber soles on the hardwood has you lifting your head and smiling at your artist. Choso feels his stomach flip.

"So," Choso starts, but the smoke still in his throat chokes the word. He clears his throat and restarts his sentence. "So, do you smoke, or do you just carry the lighter?"

"My best friend smokes, so I just carry it 'cause you never know when you're gonna need a light." Your laugh is contained, almost forced, as if the interaction you are having is uncomfortable for you. Had he done something wrong?

"Ohh." Is his only reply as you return to the balanced folder on your lap.

Another moment of silence before Choso steps towards the hall. "I'll let Yuji check you in, and then just come in when you're ready." Had he already made you that uncomfortable in the two minutes you had spoken outside? Choso takes a deep breath as he steps into his space and suddenly wishes the whiney baby was the one getting tattooed.

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You: Saturday 12:05pm Dude, he is so fucking hot. I wasn't expecting him to look like that!! What do I do?!! Help?!?

Number ONE best friend: Saturday 12:06pm suck his dick? ik guys like that :P 

You: Saturday 12:06pm Idk what I expected from you. I need actual advice, please Saturo. U owe me!

Number ONE best friend: Saturday 12:07pm ooh first name, you're kinda scary. Okay, here is what you do. You act like a normal human and then flirt a lil and suss out if he's into it and then ask him out to drinks?

You: Saturday 12:08pm That works if I KNEW HOW TO FLIRT. Ugh im screwed, he's so fine fuck

Number ONE best friend: Saturday 12:09pm eww, you're getting ur jizz all over the screen. just breathe and be normal okay, pretend he's me.

You: Saturday 12:10pm  Ignoring the first comment. Im gonna sneak a pic and show u BRO YOU NEED TO SEE HIM

Number ONE best friend: 12:10pm creepy but okeeeeyyy. Sugu also says to breathe and be normal but to ignore anything you think I would do

You: Saturday 12:11pm Thanks, Suguru, please kill him for me, ill talk to u guys in a bit

Number ONE best friend:  good luck bestie 8======D

a/n: okay so there is going to be a part two but I'm not sure when, please give me feedback if you want it or want me to stop, put the laptop down and go outside lmao lil texting format, lemme know how y'all feel about that

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[the-fiction-witch]

Hypothetically

Media The Artful Dodger

Character Jack Dawkins

Couple Jack X Reader (Bisexual)

Rating Smutty Discussions.

I sat pondering for a while on the stairs of the theatre's standing. Where often people lingered to watch surgeries. On the step above me sat Jack halfway down his bottle. But it had been one of those days.

“Jack?”

“Umm?”

“You think he'll live?”

“Hard to say. He'll survive I hope, not sure how much living he'll do”

“How so?”

“I just cut the guy's cock off. He'll be alive, will he be happy … different matter”

“I guess. How'd you feel?”

“When?”

“Someone cut your cock off?”

“Ohh I'd kill myself”

“Really?” I giggled

“I'm very attached to it I don't wanna live my life without it” he explained “That whole surgery had me ... crossing my damn legs”

“I imagine so, well don't do what he did”

“I'm not dumb. I'm not going to stick mine whenever the hell he did it. And then not clean it for a year. I'm attached to mine I take good care of it”

“Good to hear most don't”

“How so?’

“Most men don't take care of them”

“I'm well aware.”

“When was the last time you used it?”

“I use it daily?”

“You know what I mean”

“... You mean have sex?”

“Yes”

“Last time? Sunday I think.”

“You think?”

“I've had sex many times I don't always remember” he chuckled

“Many times?’

“Yes, many times. I was a sailor y/n”

“Ohh so you'd climb off your boat coins in hand to find yourself a pretty thing for the night?”

“You try being in a ship nine months without… wanting a little attention when you get to port”

“Understandable, I imagine there are girls from Tasmania to Tottenham who can tell tales of their night in the arms of Jack Dawkins” I giggled

“A few of them” he shrugs “What about you?’

“What about me?”

“When was the last time you… felt the touch of a man?”

“Ohh a couple of years back now”

“That long?”

“When one is a widow you don’t get much attention”

“I guess not. It must be hard for you. Not having attention I mean”

“I have attention”

“Do you?”

“Yeah I got some just last week”

He looked confused “What?’

“I had attention last week Thursday if I recall correctly”

He looked so very puzzled like trying to solve a zen riddle in his head

“Your husband had been dead for three years. You haven't had the touch of a man in several years. And you got attention last Thursday?’

“Correct”

“... How'd -” he froze up giving me a suspicious look “Did you?”

“Did I what?”

“Did you… see a girl?”

“Yes”

He was utterly gobsmacked “You went to see a girl!’

“Yes Jack”

“And did what?!”

“I imagine the same thing you do when you go see a girl”

“But How'd you, do the -”

“We have hands. We have mouths. We have… wooden toys”

“Toy- oh my - really!’

“Yeah, this is really surprising for you?’

“Yes! So you… like, girls?”

“I do”

“But you were married?”

“Yes”

“So you like boys?’

“I like both”

“Both?”

“Yes Jack, both”

“Hu …” he said “That's certainly news to me”

“I get lonely same as you Jack”

“Yeah I imagine you do I didn't expect you to… see a girl about it”

“Who else would I see about it?”

“That's a very good point I don't know. Where do you go then? Out of curiosity?’

“Why?’

“I'm curious”

“cat and bagpipes”

“Really?”

“Yeah”

“Who do you… see there?”

“Why?”

“I wanna know I'm curious”

“Who did you see last time you were lonely?” I asked

He glared a moment before he checked the door “Hetti, was a few nights ago here.”

“Really?’ I giggled “ohh was she cold and lovely so she needed to come to share your bed?”

“Something like that, so who did you see?’ he asks sipping his drink

“Lisa”

Immediately he choked “Lisa! Lisa at the cat and bagpipes?”

“Yes Jack”

“... I… I've seen Lisa before”

“Have you now?”

“Yeah, I see her… every so often”

“Yeah she told me”

“She- she told you?”

“Yeah, we often chat after and she mentioned you come to see her sometimes”

“Is that uhh all she told you?’ he asked nervously

“That's all she told me” I smiled and he relaxed a little “Cutie”

“AHH!” He yelped “How do you know about that!”

“She told me”

“She did?”

“Yeah,”

“She uhh she's never said anything about you”

“Yeah I told her not to tell you I figured you'd… freak out”

“I'm not freaking out, perfectly normal to know that we… see the same girl”

“It's a small port jack everyone sees the same girls?”

“Good point”

“Is it weird for you?”

“... I guess not you are right everyone gets lonely”

“All right then”

“So you girls… do what exactly together?’

“Same thing you do together?”

“I highly doubt that. Because I have a very crucial element that you two don't”

“You mean your cock?”

“I do mean my cock”

“That's what the wooden toy is for”

“So you two…. Holy- okay! Good to know” he gulped

“It's very fun”

“I imagine it is”

“What about you? All those dark stormy nights at sea you ever … visited the boys next door?”

“No, I considered it I admit some very dark nights but no never did”

“You should, it's fun”

“Sounds it” he laughed

For a moment we sat quietly until he spoke again

“So… hypothetically, if one night I was going out to see Lisa? You potentially could also walk to me?”

“I could yes if I too wanted to see Lisa”

“So one night if we were both feeling lonely we could walk down to the cat and bagpipes together? So we wouldn't be walking alone and all?”

“We could Jack you're right” I laughed “But I am not having an argument with you”

“An argument?”

“Over who gets to go first.”

“Well, Hypothetically if we were there a the same time having walked together there’s no point one of us sitting outside and waiting.”

“Oh?”

“Makes more sense if we both just… go in with her.” he smirked “And then she’ll charge us for one not two”

“Now that is a very practical idea. That you clearly just thought of there Jack.”

“I thought so.”

“And What will you do? Sat in the room while Lisa and I?”

“Ohh I’m sure I’d find something to… occupy my time.”

“I’m sure you would” I giggled “Probably watching us.”

“Watching you? Now that is an idea.” he smirked sipping his drink

“Ohh I bet you’d get some perverted joy out of watching Lisa and I?”

“Would I?”

“I think you would. I imagine it to be very fun” I giggled

“What?”

“Lisa and I? With you sat watching us. Lisa and I discussed it in fact last week.”

“Y-you what!”

“You really think we don’t talk about you? We both thought it would be… thrilling indeed,”

“Thrilling?”

“Two young ladies, touching one another intimately. With a man to sit and watch them, when he fucks one of them regularly and has wanted to fuck the other since he met her.”

“How- How’d you know I wanted to-” He began but I gave him a kiss

“You told Lisa. So she told me.”

“I take it she’s told you most of my secrets then.”

“Any she thought I’d find interesting Jack.” I giggled sitting back against the steps

“So, hypothetically? As Lisa and I. And you and Lisa. and I was already there, possibly watching, do you think there could be any possibility of involvement?”

“Is that your very gentlemanly way of asking for a threeway?”

“Yes.”

“Okay”

“Okay!”

“Yeah, we’ve talked about that too” I giggled “I’d allow it hypothetically. But I don’t think it would be good for you.”

“Why not?”

I smirked, “We’d tear you to shreds.”

“Maybe I want you girls to tear me apart” He smirked back

“You’d get jealous.”

“Jealous? Of what?”

“How loud she screams for me. How loud she makes me scream”

“Maybe I would get jealous, all the more reason to get involved.”

“You might end up angry”

“Why?”

“Maybe our little toy might be bigger than you”

“Humm with everything Lisa’s told you I’m surprised she left my… mastery with my sword off.” he smirked I glared a little at his word choice and he just winked

“What time does Lisa stop working?”

“One why.”

“What time is it Jack?”

He got his pocket watch and checked the time “Uhh half eleven.”

“Shall we?”

“Are you serious?”

“Hypothetically? Should we go?”

He grabbed my face and kissed me with enough passion to floor an elephant “No more hypotheticals. Do you wanna do this?”

“I’m game if you are.”

“Fuck yeah” he smirked getting up grabbing my hand and dragging me off with him. 

#thomasbrodiesangster #tbs imagine #tbs imagines #thomas sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster imagine #tbs smut #thomas brodie sangster smut #thomas brodie sangster #thomas sangster #tbs #jack dawkins #jackdawkins

[dadonbabysworld]

Skz pack: In an alpha's care

Author's Note: Special thanks to @leviackermanscleaningbuddy for their series and its influence on me writing my own. As well as, for the kind words given to me. Also, this is just the introduction to Jeongin and the reader's relationship. Slowly the rest of skz will be introduced. This is hurt/comfort driven. The attached photo is Jeongin's current look. Lastly, italics are thoughts.

Warnings: Mentions of bad family, animals passing away, sickness, and cuddling.

Word Count: 2,337

You had moved to the furthest place you could think of from your old life. You wanted to live away from home the rest of your life. Leaving behind nothing but a dead last name, rebranding into someone new you decided upon a new last name legally changing it. 

You worked at the nearest animal shelter. It was traumatizing seeing animals pass. However, the smiles on families faces when they leave with an animal makes up for it. Plus, you get to engage with animals most the day. Not really having to talk to people much because your coworkers knew more than you. Also, not many people respected omegas enough to think you knew anything.

You appreciated your coworkers taking the lead role, not wanting to talk anyways. You just went to work, went home, showered, and ate dinner. That was, essentially, your routine with the occasional drink or blunt in between. Until you decided you should probably find a hobby since you couldn’t find a pack.

That is how you ended up in piano lessons with a very handsome teacher. The one thing you had from your old life is a grand piano your grandparents left you when they passed. Your grandfather would play it for his pack all the time. They found it very beautiful.

You listened to the one recording of the song you have on vhs constantly. It was the one good memory you couldn’t let go of. “Hey y/n...?” Your piano teacher took you out of your trance.

“Oh, I’m so sorry... I will try to pay better attention.” You catch his gaze before focusing on his hands. His fingers were gorgeous. Perfect length, nice veins, silver rings, not a scar in sight. He was gorgeous anyways: blonde hair, cute glasses, natural blush, dimples, perfect eyebrows and smells nice – like red wine.

“Did you want to try again with the basic scale?” He asks softly as you sit in the University Music building. The faint noise of someone playing a guitar somewhere filling the silence even if only temporarily. 

“Sure Jeon...” Not remembering his name because you were star-struck when you met him for the first time earlier. Not expecting the instructor to be so young or handsome.

“It’s Jeongin and go ahead. I will be here cheering you on.” He jokes brushing his hair back some to fix it letting it fall perfectly around the sides of his face.

“I’m sorry; I will remember next time.” You mumbled, embarrassed but played the scale perfectly with each hand individually.

“Ahh now try to play them at the same time.” He suggested. You seem to have gotten the basic part down for today at least. 

You try, stumbling slightly not understanding what made it so difficult. In theory it was easy, you were overthinking it a lot. Press down the pinky of one hand and the thumb of the other at the same time? Difficult when under pressure. 

Jeongin’s first nature was to try and comfort you; his alpha pheromones filling the air around you both; he wanted to see you succeed. His inner wolf wanted to protect you, but he simply thought to be supportive. 

You calmed down before trying it again, slowly managing to achieve the right sound. Jeongin smiled and gave small claps. “Yay congratulations Y/N! Okay so until next time practice playing with both hands, okay?” You give a small nod before thanking him for this session.

Jeongin and you had sessions every Thursday at 4 pm. Apparently, he got out of class at 3:30, so it was a perfect suggestion from you. He found your sessions comforting, and he also found you very pretty. 

After your fourth session, you got sick. You let Jeongin know through text the details, so he wouldn’t wonder where you were today.

[y/n: Hey Jeongin. I am feeling sick today and cannot make it out of bed beyond the bathroom. I don’t think we can have our session today.]

Jeongin was in class when you messaged him. About 30 minutes later he responded, he, and his wolf, was at an unease with your health being less than normal.

[Jeongin: Oh no. Can I bring you some soup or anything?]

[Y/N: If you want to, I wouldn’t mind having some assistance.]

After sending him your address you relax into bed further, you had no intention of falling asleep. That is what occurred though as his knocks woke you up. You grumbled “Coming!” as you got out of bed. You wrapped yourself in a blanket and walked to the front door, opening it slowly to reveal a distressed Jeongin.

“Hi Y/N, how are you feeling now?” He asks. You step aside to let him in and nod slowly. “I still feel frail.” You barely had the energy to hold your blanket around your body. Noticing your struggle and that you hadn’t even closed the door yet, Jeongin closed and locked the door leading you to your couch to sit down. 

He sat his book bag on the ground and grabbed the soup and medicine out of it. “I will warm this up right quick. Be right back.” Just like that he was gone to the kitchen.

You were chilly but also sweating without realizing it. Shivering as you waited for him to come back, you looked straight forward with nothing at all on your mind. You were serene shockingly enough because his smell has become one of comfort. He has never wronged you or seemed to raise any alarms to your wolf.

When he returned, he sat down beside you to feed you some of the soup. Noticing you were shaking he reached in his bag pulling out a hoodie. “Did you want to wear this?” His voice was soft as he held it out for you to see.

You simply nod and try to stand to pull the cover down that was wrapped around you. Slowly you begin to fall while Jeongin, surprisingly quick, stands to catch you. As you fell into his chest, he couldn’t help but to wrap his arms around you.

“I didn’t know you were this fragile. Are you sure you want to be alone tonight?” He watches you to see if you say anything leaning his head to get a good view.

“I- I didn’t even remember what a hug felt like…” You whisper as he rubs your back softly. He never learned much about your past during the piano sessions, only your present life. He wasn’t even sure how to respond.

“It feels nice to be held.” You admit, practically melting into his arms. He was happy you were comfortable, but he did want you to at least eat something. Feeling satisfied and warm, you both sat on the couch with you on Jeongin’s lap. He fed you some of the soup he bought.

“My hyung made this for you. I told him you meant a lot to me…”

As your brain functionality was coming back to you, you nodded at his words slowly taking them in. Jeongin meant a lot to you too. He was your only friend in this small, well-connected town. 

“I was wondering if I could take you on a date Y/N?” He asked. He must have thought very thoroughly about this considering you look like the bottom of someone’s shoe right now.

“Yes if you’re sure that is what you want.”

“It really is. You have no idea.” He began to feed you the rest of the soup and water he received from your fridge. You had to admit that your wolf took kindly to being taken care of by an alpha. Never had an alpha shown you any affection that wasn’t one-sided. 

“Thank you for helping me, Jeongin. Tell your hyung I said thank you for the soup as well. It was very good.” You slid into the hoodie Jeongin gave you and wrapped back up to lay across the couch.

“Did you take the medicine I gave you?” He asks, holding it out to you in case you haven't. You lift your head slightly and take the medicine before slumping back down. 

“I’m going to stay here tonight if you don’t mind. I want to make sure you’re okay. I will sleep on the couch and make sure you get back in your bed safely.” You nod, having no will to disagree. His smell could probably do some good with discouraging advances from alphas. 

He watched you from a distance as you fought your sleep; he had pulled out his homework as he sat in your living room chair. He was typing his paper slowly. Every few moments he’d become distracted by watching you even after you had fallen asleep.

He played some soft lo-fi music for you knowing you mentioned that you slept with sounds in the background. He wanted you to be comfortable, and he could admit you looked adorable in his hoodie. He had tied you up like a laundry bag as he normally did to himself when he wore hoodies. 

Later that day you woke up to him standing at the door with someone giving him a bag. “Are you sure you want to spend the night here?” The man at the door asks Jeongin. He was really handsome; he appeared to be blonde as well. 

“Yea. I’ll see you tomorrow Chan-hyung. Nothing will happen if I sleep out for one night.”

The man, apparently named Chan, nodded even though he didn’t seem convinced. He said his goodbyes after assuring that he would see Jeongin tomorrow. When Jeongin turned around, he was shocked to find you sitting up. It was now 9 o clock meaning you probably slept close to three hours.

“Hi y/n. I’m sorry to invite people to your house; I just needed pajamas from my house and some other things.” You shook your head. You didn’t mind him telling one person where you lived. He was trust-worthy, and it had been close to a month of you knowing each other.

“I don’t mind… I wanted to ask a favor.” You mumble, face red in embarrassment at this point.

“Sure, go ahead”

“Can you sleep with me tonight?” His eyes widened at your question “That is if you’re comfortable doing so.” You almost back tracked immediately. Am I moving too fast? Is he not a physical person after all? How could you be so stupid?

“S-sure” He stuttered out. You had slowly gotten ready for bed. Jeongin checked on you the whole time you were taking a shower. He sat on the floor as you showered. You had undressed and got in before telling him it was okay to enter. The shower curtain hid you well. He had warmed your towel for you in the towel warmer you acquired while in the states. 

“I am done Jeongin. Could you pass me my towel please?” He handed it to you, so you could wrap yourself up. You looked adorable to him in this small state. You looked up at him before stepping out the tub; he led you to your room. 

“I am going to go shower while you get dressed, okay?”

“Okay please don’t be long. Maybe we can watch something?” He smiles and nods before going into the bathroom with his bag. You dry off and moisturize your body before putting on a tank top, underwear, and shorts. You sipped on the water Jeongin got you as you sat against the headboard. 

You never understood emotions, and you honestly still don’t even if you had them for Jeongin. You just want it to never end in a way. You want to feel safe and cared for forever. You stared at the ceiling as you thought of your grandparents. They always seemed so happy; they were a satisfied couple. You want that.

Finally letting go of some of the anger you feel. It feels relieving. Jeongin returned in fifteen minutes to you playing a phone game. He was wearing shorts and a long sleeve shirt. He slowly sat in bed next to you. He didn’t want to move too fast for your comfortability.

“Your shorts are nice” You compliment him. He covers his face lightly as he returns the compliment. “Yours are nice too. I like the white rim.”

You laugh softly lying-in bed cutting on the television. “What do you want to watch?” you ask to be considerate. He hums “We could watch that new drama show everyone has been raving about.” 

You give him the remote to turn to it. You cut the lamp off after, and he turns the show on getting comfortable next to you. Still not touching you but close enough you could feel the heat his body gave off.

Should I even ask him to cuddle? What if he denies me? Does he think something is off about me? Your worrying gave off an awful scent of dead cherry blossoms causing Jeongin to be alerted of you.

“Is something bothering you?” He asks, trying to remain calm as possible. He wanted to hold you and tell you everything would be okay. He knew from your stories and reactions you were lonely and lost trying to find yourself in a world that seemed all too big.

“I- I just would like to be cuddled if that isn’t too much to ask?” He held you, wrapping his arms around you as you rested between his legs. You leaned into his hold becoming immediately relaxed - drunk off of his scent. He was what you longed for, what you needed, what you deserved. 

You both watched the show not wanting to sleep yet. It was peaceful to just exist with someone. Slight comments were made here and there about the choices of the characters. 

Halfway through the show, you could feel his stare from above you. You stared back into his eyes as he whispered, “Can I kiss you?”

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[love-in-my-twenties]

thursday

two lectures, a short meeting with a group from one of my classes to finish our homework, note-taking for biological psychology and some reading. I met with my friends after the last lecture and then thought I'd read some more at the evening, but I came back home, made dinner, listened to some music and- just fell asleep. Ahh, waking up at 4am, mascara, day clothes and lights in the living room on. Now it's 8:30 on friday and in an hour I'm going out with my mom for a bicycle trip !

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[mp0625]

Svyatoy Patrik

Taglist. Masterlist.

Andrei Vasilevskiy x reader

Hopefully this finally posts correctly, from it deleting half of it from my google doc, and not letting me copy it onto my tumblr, then tumblr deleting it from my tumblr last night. This fic has been through a lot, this fic is for @lila-rose for @callsign-denmark ‘s Luck of the puck fic exchange. It was so fun to write for you!! And getting to write for Andrei, I love getting to watch stuff about him. Sorry about the last scene it was my first time writing a bar scene.

Also: I did not Specify the reader's role in the team.

Warning: Google Translate Russian

When you picked up the phone to start the call that you were dreading, you could feel the nerves all over your body. Once you got up the nerves to call after the first ring he picked up immediately.

“Hey Andrei.”

“Hey Y/N, what’s up?”

“Have you looked at the schedule lately?”

“No, why?”

“We play y’all on the Saturday before St Patrick’s day and we aren’t flying out until Monday.”

“Ahh so you’ll be here for Den’ Svyatogo Patrika”

“Yeah.”

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As the plane touches down in beautiful Florida you turn your phone off airplane mode and start texting Andrei. “Hey I know you have already started your pre game nap so you don’t have to respond, but we just landed and are taxing to the gate.” You follow it up with a second quick text. “I’ll see you tonight.”

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As Tampa got a second goal behind Andersen, Carolina came back and did the same thing for Vasilevskiy. But when one of the canes gets hurt and has to come off the ice, the Lightning take advantage of it and come out strong for the third. As the clock runs out the canes lose by two but it was just what the Lightning was needing after a horrible loss to the Devils on Thursday. After the game, and the team has came off the ice and started to pack up. Andrei came walking up from the home locker rooms. “Hey, Y/N since you don’t fly out until Monday do you want to go out tomorrow night for Den’ Svyatogo Patrika?”

“Sure, pick me up at my hotel.”

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“This is a nice place you picked out.”

“Yeah, it’s one of my favorites.”

As the night went on and y’all both had more drinks, the two of you started moving closer together, until you moved over to ask him if he wanted another drink or not when he captured your lips.

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[crowleywasagryffindor]

WIP wednesday

Ahh! My first tag to do the thing! Thank you @theotherluciferr

It's now 3:30pm on Thursday for me but what the heck. I didn't wanna do lifeline because that's almost to the end and I don't wanna give it away soooo... I decided on a snippet from the idea I had for the fic where Buck sees ghosts and always has. Sorry in advance for the trauma!

Also I have no idea how to even find mutuals let alone tag lol but I love seeing everyone's various snippets so much so if you haven't done the thing yet please do the thing! <3

Santa Monica pier. It looks… peaceful. Normal. So different from that day, the last memory of it etched into his brain. Laughter, chatter, and joy have replaced the panic and screaming that were present before. People of all ages mill around in groups, spending time with friends, family, loved ones. Enjoying their lives. It's good to experience the return to normality, to see the difference. And sure, maybe it will help with the trauma, as Bobby put it. But he will never be part of that normality, not really. He's never been part of what's defined as normal. His eyes, roaming through the sea of people, catch on a lone figure. It's a little boy, sitting on a bench, watching the day pass in an echo of himself. He's just a kid, no more than seven years old, alone on the pier. A pair of red glasses hang from his neck. Two little crutches lean on the bench beside him. His hair is wet, limp and damp in a way it shouldn't be today - wet and tangled, with sticks and dirt through it. That's about the time Buck realises he's a ghost. The realisation hurts, more than it has in a long time. Sure, he's seen his fair share of ghosts over the years. He's seen a few kids, too, though not as often. Seeing kid ghosts always hits him hard. But this kid - there's just something different about him that's already begun pulling him in with just one glance. Destiny, Maddie would say - would have said. Somehow he just knows, the way he knows the sky is blue and the grass is green. This kid was one of the many lost to the tsunami that day.

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[holdinbacksecrets]

yoon jeonghan. “so we’re both paying attention?”

cheers/ty to @taetaespeaches for beta reading

“this is starting to look awfully familiar.”

your lips part, and a single exhale slips past them as his voice crosses the threshold. slender doors were pushed open, but their noticeable creak was swallowed by the party’s noise. 

“hmm?”

“you’re on the balcony again instead of inside pretending to enjoy another party. why do you continue to come? i’m sure there are all kinds of things you could be doing on a saturday night.”

“sure, but i always see you. isn’t that enough?” my bedroom is quiet, and you’re not there. you don't even know the color of my walls.

“i didn’t expect you to be so honest.” he’s leaning against the railing, facing away from you for only a moment. he blinks as a gust of wind blows, lifts the ends of his hair. it’s brown again. 

“so you’re telling me you knew? i’m somehow obvious?”

“i’m… hopeful and thought it was worth mentioning. you’re not easy to get to know.” he takes a swig from his beer before turning around, and setting his sights on you. what a rush. 

“when have you tried to get to know me?” 

“you’re right. every time happened in my head… you’ve caught me.” what’s the point of alcohol when he smiles at you like that? so electrifying, creating the only buzz worth craving. 

“you only last out here for the length of time it takes to finish your beer. i’m lucky if the bottle’s full. usually it’s not.”

“is that so? i thought it was a song that always pulled me back inside, or a call of my name. i can’t be rude you know.” 

“of course not, with all your consideration and everything.” your tea’s on the round coffee table. the steam has stopped; you trace the rim. does he notice your finger’s tremble? 

“this is what i mean. i can’t tell if you’re annoyed or flirting with me.”

“i wouldn’t be talking at all if i were annoyed, but flirting? hmmm, the idea’s intriguing enough. giving it a try isn’t too bad either.”

“you’re making this sound like a science project.”

“what if it is one? would you be intrigued, too?”

“what about me is worth studying?”

your smile is hidden behind the white mug. its chip presses against your mouth. tea trickles down your chin. “ooo, a stimulating question. i knew these parties were worth coming to.”

jeonghan notices the droplet and waits for you to wipe it away. he takes a step forward, imagining his thumb on your skin, but you catch the earl grey runaway before it stains your t shirt. 

“is my question worthy of an answer?”

“i can’t give all my thoughts away. what will make you come outside again if i do?”

“a mystery can only take me so far.”

“what else do you need?”

“stimulation.”

“ahh, i should’ve guessed. i could’ve made a bet out of it for whatever’s in your wallet.” 

“i have enough to buy a couple coffees.”

“i’m not a coffee drinker.”

“tea exists… water too… or juice if that’s for you.”

“your beer is empty, yoon.”

“i’m not done talking to you, and there’s a date i’m hoping to plan.”

“hoping… hmmm just hoping? i’m almost disappointed.”

“wanting, executing… fuck, will you get coffee- tea with me this week? thursday?”

“will you even recognize me in broad daylight?” 

a memory crosses his mind at your words. oh sweetheart, you have no idea. 

“right because we didn’t know each other for years prior to last fall when you decided to start hanging out on balconies at parties.”

you blink, and finish your tea. it’s lukewarm at best. seungcheol would be disappointed in you. he was so excited to introduce you to jeonghan, thought the two of you would hit it off, maybe fall in love… his words.

“thursday works. i’m glad you remember. i didn’t think you paid much attention to me before.”

“how would you know? you never asked. maybe i thought about you every day and wondered if i’d see you in this exact apartment. maybe the beer boosts my confidence enough to come out here and talk to the girl who’s mysterious and beautiful and laughs at my jokes and can be found reading by the architecture building because the willow tree offers the perfect amount of shade in the final month’s of summer… on thursday, you’ll know i’m thinking about you. my beer’s empty.” 

“good night, then.” 

he smiles, endeared, amused, realizing his heart is quite possibly yours. “good night, then. dream about trampolines or something.”

your lips part, and the gasp isn’t swallowed by the party’s noise. “you remember?” 

“i pay attention. i’ll text you about thursday.” 

“wait! that night on the trampoline… didn’t you try to get to know me then?”

“yeah.”

“so what you said earlier… it hasn’t always been in your head.” 

“so we’re both paying attention?” 

“stimulating, isn’t it?” 

jeonghan smiles once more, and for a moment you wonder if he’ll stay despite the empty bottle. he doesn’t. he closes the door. you hear it’s creak and exhale, hoping to dream of the trampoline. 

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[luv-assangiebatch]

Mendax Undercover - Chapter 6: Charming Mystery

Kat did just as Julian had asked and set up a meeting the following week for them to discuss the first steps of their research.  Julian’s calendar was fairly full most of the days, so she had to snag a timeslot within the last hours of the workday later into the week.  For the days leading up to the meeting, she was extra anxious and found that her stomach exhibited frequent fluttery sensations of butterflies any time she thought of Julian.  These symptoms became even more prominent when she caught a glimpse of him in the office or better yet, when they crossed paths in the halls and exchanged quick greetings.  His voice was always so soft and smooth when he spoke, and he was never short on the amount of charming grins he would flash afterward.  Kat caught herself gazing toward his office every so often while she was at her desk, and sometimes when he stepped out to interact with his team he would glance in her direction before heading back into his office.  When his eyes caught hers, he would always grin softly and give her a subtle wave.  She would then return also with a smile and a wave, but not before a shy blush.  These actions were very subtle and were not noticed by most others within the large office floor, but one day Juniper found themselves witness to one of these events. 

Juniper popped up and leaned over toward Kat’s desk and caught her spacing out as she was still glancing toward Julian’s office door.

“So have you met with him yet about your research?” Juniper asked.

“Hmm—what?”  Kat asked, somewhat in a daze.  Then she snapped out of it and looked toward her friend.  “Oh…no, not yet…we have a meeting on Thursday.”

Juniper smiled.  “Are you nervous?”

Kat shrugged.  “No…I don’t think so…”  She tried to play it cool, but Juniper could see right through it.  “I mean…it is just a work thing, for work.  I just need to focus on being prepared.  I don’t want him to think he made a mistake by choosing me to work with him on this.”

“I am sure it will be great!  You’ve told me about your master’s project before, so it’ll be interesting to see what you both come up with.  Have you talked with him at all since last week?”

“No, not much beyond passing each other in the office.  I have managed to keep my balance when I’ve seen him this week, so that’s something.  Hopefully a good sign.”

Juniper nodded with an amused smile.  “Ahh perhaps!  Maybe you are feeling more comfortable around him?”

“Maybe…” Kat pondered.  “I just can’t wait to talk to him again…  He was so nice, he made me feel comfortable.  I mean inside I was like, ‘aaahhhh!’” Kat flashed some jazz hands, illustrating her internal excitement.  “And he’s smart…so smart… And very confident.  I can tell he commands control but is not overbearing… He has a sort of quiet elegance about it all.  It’s like he’s this enigmatic mixture of dominance and humility—it’s intoxicating!  I mean, have you ever met anyone like that?”

Juniper shook their head.  “I can’t say that I have, not that I recall, anyway…he sounds intriguing.”

Kat nodded and continued to gush.  “He really is….he has this way of looking at you with a smile that is sweet and yet somehow sly…and it just makes your heart skip a beat.  And then his voice—with that accent…it’s as if his words are wrapping themselves around you in a gentle, warm embrace.  It’s enchanting…!”  She sighed as she spaced off for a moment.

“Well, I still think you have talked with him more than anyone else on this floor.  I think he might see something in you, too.”

Kat shrugged as she snapped out of her daze. “I dunno about that…I mean, he’s in a lot of meetings, so he’s talked with people in those, surely…”

Juniper nodded.  “That’s true…”  Then they looked toward their computer as a new email popped in.  “Oh, looks like one of our customers is looking for WTS and WES results that are on this flowcell we haven’t analyzed yet.  Guess we better get to it…!”

“Ah, I see that— on it!”  Kat was able to shift back into scientist mode and keep her mind focused on her work rather than her budding feelings for Julian.

* * *

Finally Thursday had rolled around and Kat was on pins and needles of anticipation all day until four o’clock, which was the time of her meeting with Julian.  Shortly before she began to gather her things and make her way toward his office, her instant messages dinged a few times with each of her good friends wishing her luck and pleading for all the details afterward.  Kat blushed and smiled at the messages; it was so sweet how invested her friends were in this new endeavor.  She really appreciated the support, both with her career and her crush.

She knocked on Julian’s door before she lightly pushed it open and peeked inside.

“Hi—J-Julian…?”

Julian looked up from his monitors. “Oh hi Kitty-Kat, how are you?” he asked nonchalantly.

“Good—good…Um, are we still meeting today?”

Julian raised his eyebrows and took in a breath before he licked his lips slowly, as if he were pondering something.  Then he bit his bottom lip for a moment before he exhaled.  “Is that today?”  He tilted his head to the side and toward her with inquisitive brows.

“Y-yes….today at 4.  It’s 4 now…”  Kat felt like her face was on fire and her palms were all sweaty.  She was simultaneously wishing she would have brought a glass of water with her while also second guessing herself if she remembered to put deodorant on that day.  “Do you need me to reschedule it…?”

Julian paused, raising his eyebrows again and rolling his eyes to the side as he seemed to ponder the question.  Then he looked down and sighed, some errant locks falling over his right eye. 

“Shit…” he sighed, then looked up at her with almost apologetic eyes. “Yeah, I am swamped, can we try for tomorrow instead?”

“Tomorrow…? O-okay, sure…” Kat started to walk away to leave Julian to his work, but then he popped out of his chair and stepped toward her.

“Wait—Kitty…”

Kat turned back toward him, still standing in the doorway.

“I am just messing with you,” he flashed a playful smile.  It was a little awkward, but he was being somewhat flirtatious.  While Julian possessed a great deal of natural charisma and charm, it didn’t save him from sporadic bouts of social ineptitude.  In fact, some people in his past wondered if he were placed somewhere along the spectrum of autism.  Charming yet awkward—again he exhibited the enchanting juxtaposition of perfect imperfection.  

“Please, come in…sit-sit…” he motioned toward the conference table in his office by the large window.

Kat tried to calm her blushing, wondering if Julian could see any of the moisture beading up along the hairline of her face.  She breathed out a laugh, relieved that they were still on for the meeting but also wondering what in the hell just happened.

“Oh, okay…good!”  She tried to match his playful demeanor.  She sat down at one of the chairs in front of the table while Julian undocked his laptop and sat at the next chair, which was at the head of the conference table.

“Okay, what do you have for me?” Julian asked, opening his laptop and typing in his login information.

“Well I have some references to my research and some of the variants of interest—” Kat began before Julian cut her off.

“Oh—would you like something to drink?  Water?”  He reached behind him for the small fridge near his desk and opened it, pulling out a bottle of water.

Kat was relieved. “Oh yes, please!”

Julian smiled softly and handed her the bottle.  He then settled back into his position at the table.  “Please…” he motioned for her to continue.

After taking a refreshing gulp from the bottle, Kat continued explaining her research.  She gave him a quick background on urothelial carcinoma and some of her variants of interest for therapy associations.  She also presented some crude, rudimentary examples of pipeline programs created in python to give him a starting point, as well as presented datasets from Santé Genomics cases as well as from the Cancer Genome Atlas (TCGA).  Julian was impressed with Kat’s preparedness and dedication.  He could also sense the passion she had for the project as she continued to explain her research, citing various scholarly articles that backed up the reasoning for her wanting to test out this group of pathogenic variants.  He saw a bit of himself in her, being so dedicated to a project.  That’s when he knew he had chosen the right person to work with—he needed someone smart, focused, and dedicated.  Someone who worked in the same way he did.

“Well, look—I think you’ve got a great start here,” Julian stated, his deep voice rumbling softly.  “We’ve got a clear direction, and you’ve come well-prepared.  I’m quite impressed, actually…”  His lips fashioned a soft grin.  “Nice work, Kitty-Kat…”  His eyes twinkled a bit as he continued to smile.

Kat’s heart skipped a beat twofold-- once for the charming look, and again for the compliment to her research.

“Thank you so much!  Julian, I really appreciate this and I am excited to work with you—”  Her eyes fluttered as she looked away for a moment, trying to control her blushing yet again.  “On this project… work with you on this project…” she tried to clarify.

Julian continued to grin at her, his zircon eyes playfully shining.  He found her bashful demeanor mixed with her intellect to be quite fetching.  He sensed her nerves were due to her possibly being sweet on him, but he certainly didn’t mind.  This was not a new scene for Julian though, his ethereal look combined with his intelligence and unfaltering confidence drew women to him like moths to a flame.  While he enjoyed the attention, he could not be won over very easily.  Julian had high expectations from everyone, so it would stand to reason that only unique and extraordinary women would pique his interest.  He desired someone smart who could challenge him at his level, yet also someone authentic and down to earth.  A woman with these qualities that he could fully trust was a tall order that was not met often.  However, when he interacted with Kat, he sensed a possibility of her meeting these criteria and it intrigued him.

“Yeah…” Julian returned with an idealistic air.  “I think we could be onto something here, let’s see what we come up with.”

Kat smiled as she nodded back at him.

“If you could continue researching variants of interest and also prepare various datasets for me to use, I will get to work on the coding for the pipeline.  Sound like a good start?”

Kat nodded enthusiastically, still elated to even be in such a conversation.  “Yes, absolutely—I will start working on this right away.”

“Good.  Let’s meet at least a couple times a week.  Go ahead and set up meetings for the next couple of months and we’ll see how that goes.”

“Okay great, I can do that!  Does this time work for you?”

Julian turned the corners of his mouth downward as he shrugged a little, seeming pensive.  ”Yeah, later in the day works better, I’m sure you have other tasks you need to do also…”

“Yes definitely…”  Kat typed on her laptop as she began setting up the recurring meetings in Outlook and sent them off to Julian.

“Okay, nice work.  I look forward to seeing what you have for me next time,”  he said, then flashed another charming grin.

Kat tried to hold back her giddiness as she responded with another smile.  “Okay…thanks again, Julian.  I’ll let you get back to your other work…”  She began to pack up her laptop and notes before she stood up from the table.  She looked back at him before walking toward his office door.  “Have a good night, see you tomorrow.”

Julian returned a soft smile. “Goodnight, Kitty-Kat.”

Her eyes fluttered once more as she turned away from him and left the office.  Once she let the door close behind her, she let out a big sigh mixed with relief and desire.  That was the longest interaction she had had with Julian so far, and it just confirmed her developing feelings for him.  She found his voice to be enchanting and hypnotic with its lower register and velvety-soft tone.  And while his platinum locks and deep, zircon eyes continued to mesmerize her, it was that smile of his that took her breath away every time he flashed it.  Sometimes he would grin so wide it would show several laugh lines on both sides of his face that would reach up to meet the little crinkles at the edges of both of his eyes as he squinted.  She had never seen a man smile like that, and how it was both innocent and mischievous at the same time just added to its mystery and charm.  Every interaction with him left her wanting more, and she always longed for the next meeting.  It was both exhilarating and frustrating—no man had ever ignited a fire within her like this before.

After she had gone back to her desk to grab her things to leave for the night, she headed toward the elevators.  As she reached the edge of the large office before entering the elevator lobby—she heard that familiar Australian accent once again.

“Hello again…” Julian chimed once he found himself walking next to her.

She looked up toward him and felt her heart stop for a second.  He had donned a long grey coat made of soft fabric, along with a dark, maroon-colored scarf wrapped loosely around his neck.  He looked even more dapper than earlier in his office, so elegant.

“Oh, hi Julian!”  she managed to finally say with a slight giggle.  “Fancy meeting you here.”

“Yes…finally going home for the day, just so we can come back and do it all over again tomorrow. “  He breathed out a chuckle as he grinned softly.

They had both made it in front of the elevators.  Julian reached for his key to the restricted access elevator and engaged it in the switch on the wall, not realizing that Kat did not use that elevator.

“Going down, I presume?”  he asked, glancing back toward her.

“Oh…yes, you got it,” Kat laughed.

Julian nodded with another smile and then the restricted access elevator opened.  He motioned toward the door, presenting it to Kat. 

“Shall we?”

Kat smiled.  “Why, thank you…” she quipped, trying to match his playfulness.

Julian stepped in behind her, his errant strands bouncing lightly over his right eye with his movement.  Then the elevator door closed and he pressed the button for the first floor.

“Any big plans this evening?” he asked.

“Oh no, nothing tonight…” Kat laughed.

“No drinks and dancing?”

Kat laughed again.  Does he think I’m some sort of party animal?  “Nah, I hadn’t planned on it—it has been a long week!  What about you?”

“Oh you know, the work never ends…”

“You have to work more when you get home?  That sounds exhausting…”

“Yes, it can be…but it is necessary.  True commitment, it takes sacrifice, you know?”

What Kat did not know was the work Julian needed to do when he got back to his penthouse flat had nothing to do with Santé Genomics, but rather his other project, from his other life.  He still helped with things even if he had to step away publicly.  Kat assumed that he meant he was going to start on the coding for their project.

“Ah yes, definitely.  Maybe I should get started on preparing those datasets…”

The elevator doors opened and Kat walked with Julian through the back lobby before they reached the outside of the building.

“Yes, well… I don’t doubt your dedication.”  He smiled as they stood outside for a moment.  “I’ve seen what you can do.  You should take a little time to celebrate.”

Kat felt a warmth run through her body even though the air was chilly outside.  She gave Julian a misty-eyed smile.

“Thanks, Julian…that means a lot.”

They stood looking at each other in silence for a moment before Julian lowered his head and cracked a small, crooked grin.

“Goodnight…Kitty-Kat.”  Julian then lightly placed his hand on her shoulder for a few seconds before he moved past her.

She looked up into his eyes as he held her shoulder, then turned around to watch him as he walked away and headed toward a black car that was parked on the street.  He entered the back door on the passenger side, and then the car drove away.

Kat was still in a daze for a few minutes as she reflected on the day and her interactions with Julian.  She wished they didn’t have to end, ever.  Once she finally snapped herself out of her daze, she was able to grab her phone and start to dial up her friends as she headed toward the tram that would take her back to her flat.  She of course had to fill them in on how the meeting with Julian went, the bonus ride down the restricted access elevator, and more importantly, the brief physical contact.  Finally, she had to tell them about the black car—did Julian have a chauffeur?  Was he Batman?  The more she learned about Julian, the more mysterious he seemed to become and it drove Kat wild.  She desperately wanted to unlock his mystery.

Bonus: A little Assangie AI in his coat and scarf... ❤️‍🔥

#mendax undercover #fanfic #assangie #kassangie #this is taking forever lol #my shitty writing

[atlantus]

In the last week I have done so much:

Wednesday- went to the state capitol to demand a larger arts budget next year

Thursday- gave a fucking killer presentation to recieve a fully funded fellowship to attend a workshop at a fancy craft school (keep me in your thoughts pls!)

Friday- went to a museum and listened to an artist talk about their work and professional life (and sat next to a ceramic fucking legend, like the Michael Jordan of mold making) & taught a class that evening

Saturday- I showed my test piece to the guy whose commissioning three large pieces from me for his lake house and he loved them!! He's so excited!! (Also had a great work day in the studio)

Sunday-attended my really good friend's first solo show!! I'm so proud of her!!! (I kind of took a day off)

Monday- wrote drafts for my letters of intent to apply to local residency programs!! And I wrote a draft for a project proposal to built a 9ft metal sculpture.

Tuesday-fabricated a fish out mild steel. I used a plasma cutter, a mig welder, Beverly shears, jump shears, a spot welder, angle grinder, and the ol' hammer and anvil.

Wenesday- built my first crate to ship artwork!!! And I shipped it to be exhibited at a national ceramic conference!!! It's a huge big fucking deal actually. I also had lunch with the ceramic legend person!! Ahh!!

Thursday- I had a meeting about the metal sculpture with the fabricator! They really like my design!! And they think I can do it!! I also spent time in the print room and did a print run of 24 of a octopus linocut!

#this is fucking insane i should keep a diary

[copperdaisy]

Life has been A Lot™ lately and will continue to be for a while yet. I have been stressed to the point of tears more than I care to think about these last few weeks. Things are overwhelming and chaotic and there never seems to be enough hours in the day to get what I need and want to get done, well, done.

But things will get better. Progress is progress, no matter how slow. Just... have to remember not to physically break myself. I overdid the cleaning today on just three hours of sleep and am paying for it now. Ow.

And I have a fun reward at the end of May to look forward to. Going to a convention with my best friend, and she told me today that her dad paid for our hotel for us. AND. He booked us a room at one of the hotels that are on the oceanfront. We'll be a five minute walk from the convention center and will be staying on the boardwalk itself. Ahh, I am so looking forward to it. ;A; It will be such a nice break.

(Except that I have to work ONE. DAY. that week because I could not take the Friday off due to it being part of Memorial Day weekend. So I will be off Saturday - Thursday, work Friday, and then be off Saturday and Sunday because those are my normal days off in the week. Guh. Oh well. Just means I can take nine days off during my winter vacation instead of six.)

[storiesofsvu]

Alright. It’s Thursday let’s see how tonight goes…

Weird opening that’s for sure

That blue suit on mechad is fucking gorgeous

Wtf is happening?!!!!?? Is this gonna be one of those twisty episodes? We’re only halfway through…

YES! SAM! Give her more screen time PLEASE

The like, main thing here would be finding the dancer, yes?

The lawyers have a good point with this recording, but it’s all speculation at this point…

I KNOW I know this defence attorney from somewhere… hold pls while I try to figure it out lol

Goddammit it’s not on imdb yet…

Okay so defence found the witness and honestly that just made everything way more complicated. YES, he killed the guy in (self) defence/trying to help/save the girl, BUT he’s still a racist pos who strangled the guy for three minutes after he stopped breathing. Also what was going on with the vic on the train? Cause he defs seemed out of it…

Ohhkay, an asthma attack, that makes sense. Reaching for the inhaler. Got it

Okay, y’all I’m sold on the new DA guy who came from scandal.

What is it with cop shows having very racist/sexist people/witnesses and choosing to send in their poc/women to figure details out.

OOHHH WE LOVE A GOOD UC STORYLINE! IS THIS GONNA BE A MULTI EP ARC?! A CROSSOVER?! (I know im clowning over a crossover, you don’t need to tell me)

That was a really good ep tbh.

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Okay we all know I’m ignoring TO.

If anyone has any good ideas for a relatively affordable vacation over July/august that wouldn’t be too fucking hot, pls lmk.

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Svu time!

Woof talk about a dark open

Also… it’s giving little mermaid…. The whole hazy can’t see her but she’s rescuing him and keeping him safe??

…pants around the ankles? Okay wait so something else happened in there?

WHERE! IS! VELASCO!

FFS

“EVERYONE IS ON MANDATORY OT” REALLY?! I REPEAT WHAT I JUST SAID!!

If they’re gonna be fucking rotating cast members, they should be rotating the ones who aren’t officially part of the squad. Curry was on last week, she should be gone this week.

Oh it was a man in the little mermaid vibes, my bad lol

….at least bruno’s here..

Okay… this girl’s apartment layout is the same as olivia’s (old?) one? (the one where noah was a toddler and up on the counter stealing cookies..) they really all about reusing sets aren’t they? Yet they make olivia’s apt completely different each ep…

Also I lowkey love all the fairy lights and art she’s got up, she’s made this place super cozy and calming and I dig it. Like I legit want that little tree with the fairy lights she has… catch me on amazon later.

Okay but like, if you were beat that bad and fighting for your life, there’s definitely a chance of hallucinating someone..

Bruno can yell at me any day…. Just sayin.

Why cant the girl with agoraphobia just fucking zoom/face time into the trial??? Like, they did that shit for younger witnesses/victims, for people already in prison/stuck in hospitals and that was all BEFORE covid…. I get that this is some kind of progress for her/olivia and more building for liv but it’s stupid…

Shout out to liv for making her office a complete safe space with the blinds drawn and candles and shit. Cute.

Okay that was an okay episode, we’re getting there slowly. I just wish we would go back to court for once. I miss my defence attorneys…

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Lowkey hate this flashback, ngl.

 Okay…I NEED to know how old joe stabler is supposed to be. Cause the actor’s age isn’t listed on wiki/imdb, but there’s a couple pages/articles that say he’s super late 40’s, early 50’s but he could pass for late 30’s so im SO confused lol.

Ahh… okay. Glad the drugs are his and not eli’s lol

Ugh I love bell so fucking much

I really hope Bobby’s leave was written in cause the actor had another offer that he wanted to take and not one that screwed him over.

Yaaasss cragen with the distraction save!

“I thought it worked…” bruh it sure did lol

God I miss cragen’s sass and quips. Im super glad he’s open to guest star

Bell being a complete bad ass like always. Yaaas queen

Speaking of bad ass women… nicely done chief…

Oh fuck….

Okay, well that was a decent night of l&o tonight!

#spoilers #law and order #law and order svu #law and order special victims unit #law and order organized crime

[lorei-writes]

Hey Lorei! How've you been? I hope your day/night has been good to you! Just gonna drop this here if ya wanna participate!

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you. learn to know your mutuals and followers.

Hi, hi, hello!

I've been doing fairly okay, even though I'm a little tired, haha. I've been working on a certain event over at @flash-exchange, and it'll be going live in a couple days -- Thursday for our server, and then on our blog on Friday >:) I'm really excited for that and hope it goes well, as it isn't exactly anything we have ever done before.

But! 5 happy things!

The fact that I have finally detangled the yarn my cats played with. (...It took a little while; & my cats, of course).

Good teamwork.

Writing & stories in general.

A mug of hot black tea with a bit of lemon juice added.

Solving problems.

Ahh, it's hard to pick just 5! There are so many good things all around, haha.

#answered #the-knaves-world #ask game

[headoverheelsforramsey]

The Seal Of Zeal (2/3)

Book : Open Heart (set post book 3)

Pairing : Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Meera Bose)

Series Summary : Ethan Ramsey and Meera Bose do not back down from challenges. But what happens when they challenge each other?

Chapter Summary : Ethan and Meera find it difficult to schedule a date night because of the demands of their new roles, until Meera proposes a plan.

Category : Fluff

Warnings : None

Rating : General

Word Count : 1209

Trope : And they were in the Office...

A/N : Hello and welcome back everybody! I so wanted to post this last week but it got very hectic, so better late than never. This is also my early submission for @choicesmonthlychallengejune2022 day 9 : date. Hope you all enjoy this one as well. Happy Reading! ❤️

Catch up on part 1!

Meera got into the car almost half asleep and let out a long sigh. 

"You look like you had a rough night," Ethan said pulling out of the apartment garage. 

"Says the man who has dark circles deeper than the Grand Canyon." 

"Ouch! That was rude!" Ethan tried feigning offense but ultimately broke into a laugh. Meera joined in a few seconds later.

"I feel like I haven't laughed this much in forever," she said regaining her breath. 

"Yeah tell me about it. Everyday I open my eyes and dread going into work because I'll have to see the fake smiling faces of the board members, and paperwork keeps getting more and more everyday!" 

"Ahh! Paperwork. Is. Literally. The. Worst. I have reached the point where I can't bear the sight of my own signature. Is it possible? Can you be disgusted by your own signature?" 

"Hmm, I think it is," Ethan chuckled. 

"You know, this reminds me we haven't had a date night in ages." 

"Really? Didn't we check out that food carnival like last week?" 

"It's been three weeks to that old man." 

"Wow! Three weeks is a really long time. We should rectify that at the earliest tell me when you are free this week?" Ethan said pulling into the hospital driveway. 

"I am not on call Tuesday and I think I get off early Friday," Meera checked her calendar. 

"No, that doesn't work with me, I can move around somethings and get out on Saturday and maybe Thursday if I am lucky." Ethan checked his. "I'll see if I can reassign some of your cases so that you can get Saturday off." 

"Sorry, won't work, I have a consult at Mass Gen and they have been trying to have me over for weeks. Why don't You make things work for Friday." 

"I would if I could, but the CEO of this med-tech company will be in town only on Friday and the board wants me to have dinner with him." Ethan pinched the bridge of his nose getting out of the car. 

"Great so my boyfriend is now going on dates with some CEO?" Meera chuckled following suit. 

"Come on Meera, meet me halfway here." 

"Halfway? I am dealing with life or death here!" 

The couple walked into the busy hospital atrium. 

"Hey round with interns in five," Jackie shouted walking past Meera. 

"Will be there!" 

"Chief Ramsey someone from HR has been asking for you," Ethan's assistant Margaret walked upto him. 

"I'll see them in my office in ten." 

"Hey I have a new pro-Bono case for the DT I wanted to discuss with you," Harper said crossing the atrium to meet Meera. 

"Let's assemble the team after rounds, will go through it then." 

"Sir Mrs. Wilson's lawsuit has been settled we just need you to sign the paperwork." 

"That's great! Keep it ready for me in my office." 

"Meera I need a consult for a kid up in peds, you can't say no," Sienna said handing both of them coffee and cookies. 

"How can I when your cookie is my breakfast? I'll page you when I'm done with the DT." 

"You are the best," Sienna smiled curtly at them and dissappeared. 

"Medicure pharma wants to let you know that their offer stands if you change your mind." 

"Margaret let them know that Ethan Ramsey doesn't change his mind." 

Margaret nods running up the stairs. 

Ethan and Meera get into the elevator, and let out long sighs. 

"So you ready for your day?" Meera asks. 

"Doesn't leave me with a choice of not being ready," Ethan replies. 

"You know I was thinking why don't we add a little more fun into our day?" 

Ethan looked at his girlfriend puzzled. 

"Whoever finishes with their itenary and clocks out first can decide the day for the date night and the other has to make time for that." 

Ethan's blue eyes sparkled mischievously, "you are a freaking genius." 

"Well I know, thank you very much," Meera gave a little bow as the elevator stopped at her floor with the familiar beep. Ethan cupped her face and pressed his lips to her one last time before parting ways. 

Meera stepped out, "just so you know this genius brain is going to figure out all of her cases in no time and make you change your schedule." 

"We'll see about that," Ethan said just as the elevator doors closed. 

Meera walked toward her office with newfound motivation and joy. 

The day zoomed by. Meera's brain was working at its fullest. She went through rounds, met with the DT and completed Sienna' s consult in no time. She returned to her office and started with paperwork without stopping for coffee. She didn't need coffee when the adrenaline from her impending win was pulsating through her nerves. 

Soon the sun had set over the Boston horizon and Meera put her signature on the very last paper. She threw her hands in joy and looked at the time, it was half past eight and there was no way Ethan was done before her.

Without wasting a single minute Meera packed up her belongings and made her way to the elevator, doing a little happy dance to the elevator's music. Only to come up to an empty Chief's office. Ethan's assistant had informed her that he was almost done with the day's work when he got called into an emergency board meeting thirty minutes ago. This was maybe the first time Meera felt grateful for Bloom. He had ensured her win, but she missed being able to rub it in Ethan's face. 

She walked over to Ethan's empty desk, overflowing with paperwork. She looked at the framed picture of her in the dog park that was kept on one side of the table. This man was whipped, she thought. 

On the other side she noticed a huge white box with a leading pharmaceutical company's name on it. Filled with curiosity she opened it to reveal a huge spread of donuts. Being chief came with its perks, she chuckled. 

Her stomach growled, reminding that the adrenaline of the day made her forget to take a break for lunch. She picked up the box of donuts and walked over to the couch, making herself comfortable. 

A couple of hours later Ethan walked out of the conference room, head throbbing with pain. He looked down at his wrist watch taking quick steps towards the elevator. There was no way he was beating Meera now. 

Ethan walked into his office and was welcomed by a soft musical snoring. His eyes made a quick scan before finding the source, his girlfriend, asleep on the couch with an almost finished box of donuts laying on the ground. 

He smiled, she looked so peaceful and cute, but he couldn't help but click a few quick pictures which he knew Varma and Lahela would definitely appreciate. He nudged Meera awake. It took her a few seconds to break the trance before groggily saying, "I won, you lost." 

"I know," he replied, "but let's get you home first," he put down an endearing kiss on her forehead, already cooking up an excuse for the board on missing the dinner with the CEO.

Thank you so much if you have read till here, it means the world to me. Hope to see you go on other different adventures with me, Ethan and Meera, till then sending love and hugs your way! ❤️

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[pommpuriinn]

txt lovesick tour 2

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joohyung concerts moments during they're final US tour dates

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˚｡⋆୨houston୧˚

ʚɞ soundcheck outfit

ʚɞ joohyung was being goofy during this tour stop which moas loved so much since they got to see joohyung smile and laugh constantly

ʚɞ "wow you guys energy is so good today I love it!" Joohyung giggled into the mic making moas instantly scream for her

ʚɞ I think the guys knew moas love joohyung because who wouldn't, but international moas LOVE joohyung which they're glad that they give her lots of love and care that she deserves

ʚɞ after performing lonely boy the unit went to go get their mics fixed and change into their leather jackets, which they left thursday's child unit out to talk to moas. "I realize that whenever noona is on the screen moas start jumping and and screaming." Taehyun smiled to the other members. "Yeah, moas go like this- AHH JOOHYUNG!" Beomgyu started mimicking moas making everyone laugh. "They're lightsticks go crazy." Soobin laughs. "Thank you for give our noona loud cheers." Taehyun chuckles

ʚɞ once it was time to get the cameras and go down with moas joohyung once again felt the love that moas were giving because they all were sending her hearts and kisses making Joohyung shy

ʚɞ there was a moment where joohyung was so distracted with moas in the aisles that she tripped on a stair, but don't worry it was a little trip

ʚɞ "wow the concert went by so fast right moa?" They screamed back making joohyung smile. "Don't be sad we'll come back next time." Moas went crazy making joohyung laugh. "I hope you guys had a great time with us and I want to thank you for all of your cheers it really warmed my heart tonight. Let's see each other soon bye houston~" joohyung waved at everyone

˚｡⋆୨san francisco୧˚

ʚɞ soundcheck outfit

ʚɞ "I'm so sad that it's almost the end of our US leg of the tour." Joohyung pouted and shook her head, causing moas to agree with her. "But let's not think about too much right? Let's have fun tonight and not worry ok!" She smiled. "Noona don't make them sad no more." Taehyun said making everyone laugh. "I'm sorry moa~" Joohyung giggled.

ʚɞ tonight the members made Joohyung lead the moa wave making her nervous. "Wha I never done this before so go easy on me." She nervously laughed. "Ok I hope everyone is ready?" Joohyung started with her right. "Let's go!" The members ran with the wave. "Wow you guys are good." Giving moas thumbs up before getting shy.

ʚɞ when performing Thursday's Child she made a whole section start jumping with her making her extremely happy

ʚɞ she went down the aisles while hugging Beomgyu's arm making fan go even more crazier, but don't worry they didn't go out of line

ʚɞ she even made Soobin throw kisses at everyone and even the security guard making Soobin instantly flustered and lightly pushed Joohyung away from him

ʚɞ "I had fun tonight moas! Thank you for everything and I hope you guys had fun too yeah?" Joohyung cupped her ear. "Oo, I'm glad you guys agree let's meet again ok!" She waved with both arms. "Get home safety I love you~" she gave moa a heart with her hands.

˚｡⋆୨LA DAY 1୧˚

ʚɞ soundcheck outfit

ʚɞ Joohyung felt a bittersweet feeling since these are the two last shows of the US leg of the tour, but she wants to give them her best and she will

ʚɞ before even entering the venue moas were waiting for them which she was happy to see them and immediately waved back before putting her hand back with Beomgyu's

ʚɞ after singing their opening songs it was finally time to talk to LA moas. "LA!" Joohyung yelled into her mic causing the room to erupt into screams. "Wow you guys are amazing! Hi I'm txt's Joohyung nice to meet you let's have fun!" Moas yelled with everything making Joohyung laugh. "They love you noona." Yeonjun was amazed again with the screams. "I love them too." She made fingers hearts

ʚɞ "ok I know moas have been dying for this moment so let's cheer for noona to do Yeonjun's part in lonely boy." Kai started chanting her name making her shy. "I never did it for any concert, but since it's LA I guess I'll do it for them." Moas waved their lightstick like crazy while chanting her name. "Wait let me get ready." Joohyung cleared her throat before started the verse and the second she started the crowd just went crazy and started singing with her making Joohyung smile while singing.

ʚɞ Joohyung was getting a bit emotional during certain songs because she was just happy to finally have a world tour and to see Moas in person, but most importantly seeing her members happy with smiles and getting loud cheers

ʚɞ during Thursday's Child she was really holding back her tears again. She was just standing back watching her members run around the stage with the cameras

ʚɞ Joohyung was having cute interaction with salem who was their special guest for day one; she was dancing with her and singing, hugging eachother, and even giving her little finger hearts

˚｡⋆୨LA DAY 2୧˚

ʚɞ soundcheck outfit

ʚɞ Joohyung was really nervous for their last show because some things are going to be announced after their show which was making her nerves crazy

ʚɞ fans saw that the members would hold her hand to calm her nerves down since it's a common thing the members would do to a nervous noona

ʚɞ the members made sure to joke around with her a lot to get her mind off of things and to try not to let moa worry about Joohyung

ʚɞ "moa~" Joohyung dragged out making moa fall for her cuteness. "Let's make great memories tonight since it is our last show." Joohyung did the little 'TT' fingers under her eyes as if she was crying. "Let's keep the mood up and let's put our worries aside when we're together." She added before they headed to the next set of songs

ʚɞ again the members made their noona sing Yeonjun's part, but this time all the members got ready quickly just to see this moment. Soobin started the name chant again making Joohyung giggle the other members started hyping her up. As Joohyung was getting to the end of the verse her voice cracked causing her to be in shock. "That has never happen to me before!" She said in korean making everyone laugh.

ʚɞ their day 2 special guest was iann dior it was such a fun time especially when they all did Yeonjun's little choreo, Joohyung couldn't stop laughing

ʚɞ during Thursday's child and Moa Diary Joohyung started accepting little gifts moas brought even though in the rules they couldn't, but Joohyung couldn't help herself. "It's ok I want them." She would say to the security making moas more excited

ʚɞ after singin Sweat it was finally time to say their last goodbyes. "Ok we save the best for last!" All the members started doing jazz hands around Joohyung making her laugh. Moas started chanting her name again making Joohyung emotional and she turned around trying to wipe her tears. "Ya, don't cry." Yeonjun smiled at her before pulling her into her a hug which the members quickly got together to hug her. "It's ok noona." Huening rubbed her back comforting her. Joohyung quickly fixed herself before turning back to moas, "I'm sorry for getting emotional I didn't want it to end sadly moa." Joohyung bowed her hand at them, causing moas to yell that 'it's ok' and 'don't apologize we love you'. Just hearing that made Joohyung less nervous and ready for her speech.

"I'll try my best to say everything correctly," Joohyung chuckled. "Um...I want to thank all moas that got to come and see us after so long and for staying by our side it means everything to us so thank you so much moa." She gave them a bow before continuing. "We created so many memories together that I'll keep forever and I want us to create more soon. And I have an announcement to make which is why I was really nervous so...I will be the first txt member to debut as a soloist!" The crowd immediately erupted into screams that surprised all of them. They were literally in awe seeing everyone jumping and wave their moabong.

"I'm so glad you guys love the announcement!" Joohyung giggled. "Again I want to thank all of you for supporting and loving us and I hope we keep on walking together in a beautiful path, I love you moas~"

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[ijustkindalikebooks]

Ahh, the beginning of Autumn approaches, the best season for reading in my humble opinion. Blankets are in, hot chocolate is in, free sweets are coming, life is good (granted the free sweets are often bought by yourself and then eaten post-Halloween). I love this time of the year anyway and I've been enjoying some amazing books - these are my favourites from the last thirty days.

The Last Devil To Die by Richard Osman - This new edition to the Thursday Murder Club series is so good. My feelings and my brain were all over the place as the team solved another mystery but also dealing with the storyline with Elizabeth and Stephen. Osman just has a fantastic way with words and this continues in this book. If you love this series, you'll love this and be hurt by it.

Empireland by Sathnam Sanghera - A fantastically written book on the colonisation of countries by Britain and the impact it had on them and Britain. Great Britain has alot of work to do when it comes to accepting the things we did in countries we invaded and seemed to collect and for me this book should be essential reading on that history. Sanghera is a fantastic writer and I definitely want to check out anything they've written.

A History Of Rome In 21 Women by Emma Southon - I recently reviewed this book on here so I'll be brief, but this book is really good and definitely made me think about the Roman Empire. I think that the research that went into this is incredible and it is so so readable, I really highly recommend it if you are into history, especially the history of women.

What have you been reading in September? I'd love to know.

Vee xo.

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[the-fiction-witch]

Sold

REAL LIFE  COUPLE TBS X READER RATING: SMUTTY

I wandered the woods as I always did on Thursdays walking through the tall trees, the long grass full of weeds, and heading down towards the river when I heard a noise that made me freeze up. Footsteps.

There were footsteps behind me, someone was following me. I took my knife from its holster waiting as I listened I could almost feel the air change as someone moved closer and closer before I flipped around holding a knife to whoever it was. But I found one at my own neck too.

"hehehe. Hi Tommy" she giggled pulling back her long cloak and it was y/n a girl I knew well, she lives out here in the forest and runs a small apothecary in town, being a forager and apothecary we have a close relationship with our businesses that and admittedly we where close outside of it too, we liked to walk in the woods and chat together ever since we were children, she stood in her tall brown boots and long purple dress her knife to my neck

"Hi y/n" I smiled dropping my own so she dropped hers too "what are you doing here?"

"Looking for lavender flowers for my new sleeping tonic," she says "I couldn't find any"

"ahh yeah... that might be my fault," I told her opening my bag and handing her a bunch of the lavender flowers I had already gathered

"Thanks, Here I found some up by the caves" she smiled getting some mushrooms from her bag,

"Thanks y/n," I smiled and as usual we walked together gathering the various things we needed before ending up as we always did, down by the river bank laid on the green grass  

"How much do you have now?"

"enough"

"Come on Tommy"

"No, I'm not telling you. who knows who's listening" I told her "I keep my savings for my own business"

"fine, boring." she smiled "did you want to head back?"

"No. not for a little while. It's Thursday you know what it's like"

"True, stupid auctions."

"You know what people are like, they always want more"

"I know. I saw Mr Langford at the last one"

"again?" I asked, "how many slaves do they need?"

"Who knows, I hate the stupid auctions it's always the little pretty things that make the most money, no one pays for the useful ones"

"what does it matter, it's not relevant to us what they all do"

"I suppose." she shrugs "don't you worry though?"

"about what?"

"Well... you're a very handsome boy Thomas"

"Am I?" I smirked

"Ohh. shut up." she says "You know what I mean" she laughs "maybe one day they'll pick you up and put you into an auction"

"why would they? I'm no use to anybody. I wouldn't be worth the trouble"

"I'm sure some pretty rich lady would like you, as a bed warmer, as a bath boy, something else like that"

"If a woman is willing to buy me she must be stupidly desperate"

"I suppose so."

"You might need to be worried"

"why?"

"You're smart. you're beautiful."

"I wouldn't be worth it. I wouldn't make anything. I'm not pretty enough"

"I think you are" I shrug

"Thats sweet Thomas. But you don't need to lie to me"

"why would I lie to you? what would be the point? you can just truth serum me anyway"

"I can" she giggled "I need to get back, got to open the shop for the afternoon rush"

"Yeah me too, come on I'll walk you back"

I finished up for the day locking up my little shop, I had been so busy with people requesting that I opened this morning, but then again it was fairly normal this time of year as people always want things before the harvest and winter to build up their storage I did my best not to look into the town square as it was a Thursday. So an auction was going on as always, They always do auctions, they would be selling young boys and girls to be sold off as slaves, whores and other workers. It seems strange but the rich people on the edge of town have towering houses and workshops constantly in need of hands to work, many parents who simply can't afford to feed their children give them up to the auctions to receive large sums of money that some more valuable people can make, some people even volunteer for the money that can be made for there families, Even if it was a known secret that the auctioneers where not only perverted and sadistic but also would find creative ways to.... fill the quota. They promised the town sixteen people to be sold each week, so as you can imagine some weeks they could be one or two people short. They had been known to go out in the woods, find people who lived out there or find people without parents and families to object and border like kidnap them for the auctions.  I tried not to think about it for a second I caught the apothecary shop across the square, locked up and the flowers outside now long dried and broken. The shop hadn't been open in over two weeks, I hadn't seen her for just as long I had even gone out to her little house and found she must have been out hunting for flowers, so I hadn't seen her at all.

I popped over to the little market stall selling some bread I handed him a coin so he nodded and I took a loaf of bread.

"And Sold!" The auctioneer spoke up making me look over as I walked towards the edge of the square to head home, "Next a very beautiful specimen" I looked up out of pure curiosity and I was shocked as they took the young girl away down the steps and they pulled through a very angry y/n, a rope around her neck, hands tied behind her back, she was screaming and trying to bite the auctioneers as they dragged her to the stage, her dress's skirts as they should be but the top of her dress ripped down and her bare breasts exposed, I mean... that was a pretty normal thing for the girls being sold to be naked or half-naked I was fairly used to seeing this in auctions but... I have to admit that even given the situation I couldn't help but look at her, I had long since dreamed about y/n and what was under her sweet little dresses. and now I saw I couldn't bear to even blink, she was clearly hurt her hair a mess, "she's a nice one, got a little fight but I'm sure the right owner could get her nice and submissive"

"FUCK YOU!" she screamed at them

"Nice beautiful hair, nice perky tits" He smirked folding her breast

"Get off me!"

"show her other assets" he smirked and the man who held the rope pulled up her dress much to her anger showing off her pussy, then turned her around still holding her dress so it exposed her bare ass the man dropped her dress and the auctioneer smirked "Beautiful" He smirked "I'm sure she'll be a perfect little plaything or a beautiful worker. and I will note she is without deflowering, shall we start the bidding"

immediately people showed interest, I didn't know what to do, if she went to one of these people I'll never see her again, and God only knows what they'll do to her. the bidding began to fizzle out and I noticed who it was who was winning, Lanos he runs the whore house on the edge of town I listened for how much they were bidding on her, and I had more than that in my savings, I couldn't let him win her. So I bid. soon enough after various bids it ended up a fight between Lanos and myself but the money I had in my savings I didn't worry about it, I wasn't going to let him win, or anyone else, I don't know what exactly I would do with y/n then again would I do anything or just let her go... then again, I would own her. and admittedly I couldn't stop looking at her but luckily he gave in

"Sold!" the Auctioneer yelled she screamed in a panic getting dragged away with the other sold people, I rushed to the auctioneer and he handed me a card with her number and how much I had to pay "pick her up tonight, you have five days to pay in full, Or she goes back to the auction" he explained and I nodded running home as fast as I could with the card in hand, I locked up my little house and got my savings out from the little hiding place I did have enough and even a little spare, I didn't live that I was going to lose so much of my savings but for y/n/ It's worth it. I had a bath and got dressed heading into town over to the large building where the auctioneers keep everything I noticed a couple of other people there for collecting people too, I handed over the card they gave me and it took him a second

"Yep, Fourteen get her out!"

I could hear arguing as they brought her through "Fine let me at him! let me at whoever it was! I'll bite his fucking dick off!" she screamed as she was brought in however she was blindfolded

"You got the cash?" He asks I nodded and handed over the money he counted it up and then nodded to the man, he brought her over taking off her blindfold and she was panicked but smiled as she saw me as it was  busy with other people here to pick up people I grabbed her hand and we rushed out the building going out into the dark empty square and heading out towards my little house

"what are you doing?" she giggled

"taking you home what does it look like"

"they'll know it wasn't you who bought me, Thomas."

"I did."

"what?"

"I did, Look," I told her showing her the card I still had "I bought you, I didn't want to think about the terrible things that would happen to you if you sold to someone else. so I bought you"

"For this much!" she yelled

"I had my savings, its no trouble"

"But it's so much"

"well, you're worth it. I told you'd, you'd sell high"

"Not this high"

"well I got into a bidding war with Lanos about you" I shrug

"I'll pay you back for this Thomas I promise," she says as we got back to my house

"you don't have to pay me back"

"But.. your savings."

"don't worry about it"

"Well I do"

"trust me, you don't have to pay me back. Its my savings my money I decide what I spend it on" I told her getting her a blanket to wrap herself up in given her still torn dress

"You're sure?"

"I'm sure"

"I was worried about you. I didn't know where you'd gone"

"they found me out in the woods, they wouldn't let me go"

"well you don't have to worry about that now"

"Guess I should head home"

"Well... I uhh I don't know if homes such a good idea"

"why not?" she giggled

"well they found you where once they could find you there again, and I might have been able to get you once I don't have the money to do it twice"

"So what exactly do you propose?" she asks

"well, you can stay here with me as long as you like, I can go over to yours in the morning and get you some of your nice dresses and things"

"That's sweet of you"

"well, I did buy you. I have to take care of you"

"Thank you Thomas. for everything. you didn't have to really, You didn't have to spend all your savings on me. But thank you so much for saving me" she smiled "I don't know how I can repay you for everything"

"You don't have to repay me-" "anything. anything at all"

"I- I can't"

"what?"

"I can't y/n." I told her "Look I really really like you, I've liked you forever. It's not fair for me to... take advantage of you like that"

"your so sweet" she smiled "Too sweet to be real" she smiled giving my cheek a kiss "I liked you too"

"You did?"

"Of course I did, I wouldn't mind staying here. for a good while"

"a good while?"

"A very good while" she smiled leaning in to kiss me but the moment our lips touched I pushed her back

"I don't want to take advantage of you. of this... situation."

"You won't" she smiled slipping the blanket away and pushing off the remains of her dress moving to sit on my lap "I love you"

"I love you too" I smiled holding her close, I pulled her to kiss me and she happily kissed back

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