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slytherinshua · 10 months
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CUT THE CAKE
genre. fluff. father taemoo. warnings. reader is pregnant. gender reveal party. mention that reader and taemoo are married. pairing. kang taemoo x fem!reader. wc. 941. a/n. from anon, here.
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You had never kept a secret from your husband before. He was way too good at figuring them out if you tried, and he would also bribe you with gifts until you finally spilled. It was hard to keep a secret from someone so handsome, and everytime you tried, you eventually felt guilty about it.
So, it was no surprise that he figured out you were pregnant before you could even tell him yourself. Maybe your cravings had been a little too weird to dismiss, but you had thought you were doing well hiding everything. That thought was destroyed when at breakfast, Taemoo had asked you with a completely straight face how far along you were.
You had really really wanted to surprise him. It was the start of your family with him, and a monumental moment in both of your lives. Since the pregnancy surprise went down the drain, you decided that you would go all out on the gender reveal. Taemoo deserved a surprise, and you knew he was eager to find out so he could start buying clothes and toys and all the other cute, completely unnecessary, and absurdly expensive baby things he could find.
The man had money to spend.
Your doctor had called you while you were relaxing on the couch next to your husband, catching up on morning cuddles before he had to leave for work. He knew it was the call to tell you the gender of the baby immediately. He tried hard to hear what the doctor was telling you until you had to lean away from him out of fear. As soon as you hung up, he had you back in his arms, though.
“So? Boy or girl?” He asked excitedly.
“As if I would tell you immediately.” You giggled, feeling somehow superior now that you knew something he didn’t. He gasped once he realised that you were completely serious in keeping it from him and were determined to not spill.
“Sweetheart, what if I made you buldok? I know you’ve been craving spicy foods. Would you tell me then?” He gave you a sweet smile, hugging you a little closer, eyes shining, begging you to give in. Bribery. It was always his first tactic.
“Hm… I don’t think that will be enough? I’ve already planned for a gender reveal party with the help of Sunghoon. I think you’d rather find out then.” You said teasingly.
“You think I would rather find out then? You mean you would rather tell me then.” He sighed, releasing you from his arms in a swift movement.
“Hey, hey-” You pushed yourself against his chest again, “Just because I won’t tell you doesn’t mean you can slack off on cuddle duty.” You mumbled, pulling his hands to wrap around you again. 
He smiled, “Alright. Just because my wife is so cute, hm?” You smiled up at him, leaning in to give a quick kiss to his lips. He sighed in content. There wasn’t any better way to start the morning than this.
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You knew how cruel you were being to your husband. He reminded you of it daily with big pouts and pleading to at least give him a hint. You told him that he could wait two days for the party. That hardly stopped his attempts to get you to tell him, though.
Today was the day of the party, and Taemoo seemed to be in an especially happy mood because of it. He always liked to pamper you, but he was really outdoing himself this morning. He prepared a warm bath for you and made you a fancy breakfast (he never let the cooking skills go to waste), he even picked your outfit for you because he knew how often you stressed over how you looked.
Sunghoon had already made sure everything was set up by the time you and Taemoo arrived. A nice outdoor party, nothing too fancy, but still elegant and happy. You would let your husband cut a cake to find out the gender, since you thought it was a cute way to find out, plus all the guests could enjoy the cake afterwards.
“Are you ready to find out?” You asked him, pulling him to a secluded side of the garden, away from the prying guests who were eager to find out more about the new baby of Go Food’s CEO.
“I’ve been ready for weeks.” He pointed out, slipping his arms around your waist, hand resting on your little bump, just starting to show. Taemoo thought it was one of the cutest things on earth.
“The guests are also impatient. Go cut the cake.” You urged him with a laugh. 
After a quick and impromptu speech to the party guests, you handed Taemoo a cake knife and the guests clapped in anticipation. Taemoo was sure he had never been this nervous in his entire life. The knife glided through the layers of delicate frosting and soft crumb, carefully taking one piece out, the colour inside was pink.
Taemoo grinned at you, laughter soon creeping up on him from how happy he was. He was getting a baby girl— another princess in the house that he could pamper and spoil as much as he wanted. It was more than he could ever ask for.
He grabbed your wrist to pull you closer for a kiss, pouring so much love into it that it made your heart flutter. His hand held your waist gently, pulling you even closer to him, thanking you for being the best thing to ever happen to him. He loved you earnestly, and he would never stop.
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overworkedunderwhelmed · 11 months
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“Mind if I sketch?”
Adrien blinked, glancing up at her. “Not at all. We’ve probably both watched this more than once.”
She smiled, her pencil expertly flying across the page.
She hunched over the book but the tension in her shoulders practically melted as soon as his fingers pressed slightly on her skin.
Adrien sat up, dying to see how her sketch came together. She wasn’t exactly hiding the sketchbook, but his father had always been a little fretful about letting anyone see a sketch in progress. “Wouldn’t it help to have it paused?”
“Not with the TV screen so small. Stills can provide a lot of detail, but,” Marinette confided absently, as she continued to sketch, “I want to see how the fabric would move.”
For one tense moment, Adrien’s breath caught in his throat as the flash of a few spots caught his eye.
Why would Marinette care how the fabric moved on Ladybug? Unless…
Unless.
Unless she was making a dress herself. 
Or thinking about it very seriously.
Suddenly, Adrien needed to know. His mind raced, struggling to remember every little detail he could about what Marinette had mentioned about her friend who made her dress on their first date.
She had been a little protective about those details. Of course, she had also been pretending to be Kagami… 
Thanks to the amazing @xhanisai I now how more lovely art commissioned for The Rules of Engagement!
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taxi-boi · 29 days
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the vees are so funny because you know val would say some aphobic shit like "what do you MEAN someone can form meaningful bonds that transcend sex and even romance but especially sex. what do you MEAN not everyones lives revolve around fucking and sucking or atleast like loving if your into that shit"  (romance nuetral arospec allosexual)
meanwhile his on again off again boytoy fuckpartner vox has never truly been sexually attracted to anyone in his life (high libido sex positive ace demi-aro with a propensity for alterous attraction *cough one-sided radiostatic cough*)
and the both of them are in a commited platonic/business relationship with velvette who has absolutely no sexual or romantic interest in either of them (idk if shes a lesbian or aspec or bi and they're just not her type in that way; but its all the same result)
and yet none of them view their partnership as anything below or lesser than compared to the romantic and sexual relationships they do have. if not outright being more important than those (QPR-cule) 
and ofcourse vox and vel will be standing right alongside valentino as he says this, nodding along without a hint of sarcasm or self awareness because they also genuinely think they believe the same thing.
and if you try to point this out to any of them (and somehow convince them that what they have going on is queer platonic and aspec in nature) they'll just be like "yeah but we're The Vees, we're overlords, we can just do whatever the Fuck (or lack there of) we want" and you know what they're right
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ventismacchiato · 1 year
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💸 the business proposal !
a social media au | scaramouche x gender neutral reader
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synopsis after agreeing to go on a blind date in the place of your rich friend, aether, and sabotaging it on purpose, you think it’ll be like the usual dates you’ve tried to ruin for your friend. but when you go on the date acting as him you’re dumbfounded, it’s scaramouche…the CEO of the company where you work.
scaramouche’s mother, ei, and founder of his company grew sick of her son being single and continuously sets him up on blind dates. scara is a workaholic and is annoyed by this so he decides to marry the person on his next blind date so he won’t be distracted from his company anymore. that person happens to be you, but pretending to be your friend aether. after seeing how badly the date went he chooses you just so he can anger his mother. you continue to play the part of his fake future partner and also employee, staying out of his sight during work so he doesn’t realize you aren’t who you said you were. how long until he finds out?
genre fake dating, sorta enemies to lovers, hidden identity, crack, slight angst, based off the kdrama
status not started, undecided
warnings alcohol consumption, young adults, mommy issues mentioned for scara, tba
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BREAKING NEWS!
featuring…
y/n and company | scara and company
ACT ONE: the best of both worlds !
O1. sugar daddy era
O2. flashcards
O3. pretending to be rich
O4. damn why he kinda
O5. chicken fingers
O6. broke ass bitch
O7. making headlines
O8. one night stand
O9. tba
1O. tba
ACT TWO: chicken fear me, men want me !
11. hide and seek
12. be bad for me
13. smile for the camera
14. vacation in disguise
tba
ACT THREE: marriage? in this economy ?!
21. deal or no deal
tba
END OF SEGMENT!
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author’s notes: always wanted to do a business proposal au, either on here or on ao3. we’ll see which platform wins ig. also it’s gn and aether is a gn name so that’s why i chose him as the friend yn is going to impersonate ^^ also my editing slay,, feel a little weird using an irl pic for the header but o well
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huggybug · 2 years
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For the fic cale would be nice for his conn smyth!
the winner takes it all - cale makar
word count: 1.0k words
okay i couldn’t help it… two mini fics because cale and nate both deserve it. this is SO short i’m sorry but it’s simple and cute and i’m gonna go cry now
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“Cale Makar, you’re absolutely insane” You grin when Cale’s cheeks turn red as he laughs.“Seriously, leave something for everyone else to win”
“Stop” Cale, bashful as ever, was blushing like crazy as you praised him.
“No, you’re a super star Caley” You continue to tease him as the team and their families swarm around you. The ice is full and Cale’s been dragging you around in search of his parents who you had lost as soon as you got down here.
You finally spot Taylor who’s running towards you, tackling his brother in a hug which knocks Cale’s hand out of yours. “Champs Baby!” Taylor yells and Cale laughs.
“Cale! You’re up for an interview” Nate skates up and you hug him as Cale leaves, heading in the direction of the reporters who have been cycling through the team. “He really won it all” Nate says quietly and you nod.
Nate had always been a guy Cale’s looked up to, ever since he started playing with the Av’s and it honestly made you proud of your boyfriend when the respect became a two way thing. The two guys have sang each other’s praises all season and you can tell it’s helped Cale probably just as much as it has Nate.
“He’s gonna give you a run for your money” You teased, poking his arm and Nate laughed loudly.
“I don’t doubt that”
You found Cale’s family and excused yourself from Nate, making your way back to where everyone was waiting for your boy. The energy around you was unreal, everyone that had been waiting for this moment whether it be the wives, parents, coaching staff, and the players themselves were all basking in it. It truly was the greatest feeling.
“Ready?” You look up to see Cale with the cup, grinning from ear to ear. The photographers are apparently waiting so you all gather around him, his parents on one side and you and Taylor on the other. They snap the photos and you’re pretty sure there’s some phones taking photos as well which you’ll have to hunt down later.
The cup’s passed onto the next guy who’s patiently waiting and once again, Cale’s family falls away leaving the two of you. “Hey, I don’t know if I’ve said it yet but I’m proud of you”
The awards and accolades he’s earned this season amazed you. The Norris Trophy itself was crazy but then to go on and win the Conn Smythe and the Stanley Cup all in one season, it was an understatement to say you were proud of him.
“Only about a thousand times” Cale smiled. You were his biggest supporter, always have been and always will be, ever since you met Cale when he played at UMass and then eventually followed him to Denver.
“Well get ready because you’re going to hear it all summer” You laugh when Cale rolls his eyes with a smile.
“I can’t believe it” He says after a beat of silence, “We actually did it, we got the cup and we’re gonna get the rings” You looked up to see stars in his eyes. Cale was the league’s prized possession, the young superstar that would pave the way for the new generation of players. While you didn’t doubt that for even a second, he was more than just that. He was your Cale, the boy who just wanted to play hockey and help his team out. He was the most selfless person and hockey player who deserved it all, which he did finally get.
“You sure did” You say quietly with a soft smile. He probably wasn’t even listening to you, it happened more often than not. When there was something big that he was trying to process, he’d speak out loud but not hear any response which you found endearing. It was like something this exciting was too much for him to wrap his mind around.
“I guess it’s only fair that you get one too” You furrow your eyebrows at him when he finally looks down at you.
“I don’t think that’s how it works… I think it’s just players and coaches. Maybe staff too I guess” You were trying to remember who actually got the championship rings, looking around the ice at all the different people who contributed to this season’s success.
“Different kind of ring” Cale tugs on your hand and you look back to find him down on one knee, right there on the ice in front of everyone.
“Cale…”
“We’ve been through it all together, I’ve gotten everything I’ve ever wanted except for one thing. I want you for the rest of my life so Y/n, will you marry me?” He fumbles with the ring in his hand, tilting it so it catches the light and you can feel tears pricking at the corner of your eyes.
“Yes!” Cheers erupt and you’re suddenly aware everyone is looking at you. Luckily, you’re more in the centre of the group, blocked from the view of fans so everyone that saw the actual proposal was your friends which made it all the more special. Cale slides the ring on before getting up to kiss you, raising you off the ice and spinning around.
“How are you going to outdo this next time?” You ask him, laughing as the guys swarm you both.
“Next time?”
“Engagement for this cup win, you’ve gotta do something for the next”
“Alright let’s not get too ahead of ourselves” Cale smiles, cheeks rosier than before if that’s even possible, “Let’s just enjoy this one”
“I love you and I promise, I’m not just with you because you win all the trophies” You wink while giggling, gazing down at your new gorgeous diamond ring.
“Good to know” Cale shakes his head but the ever-present smile tells you he’s happy as ever.
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softquietsteadylove · 14 days
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Could we get a little something something from My Kingdom for a Heart fic that’s on ao3? Idc if it’s fluff or angst I’ll literally take anything you give out bc it’s just that good!!
Sersi was spinning around the floor with Ikaris, her veil whirling around her, sparkling silver against her emerald green gown. She always had a certain joy to her, of course. But even Thena had not seen her beaming so fully in all their lives together. It was exactly the kind of free, unburdened smile she had always wished for her sister.
To marry without obligation was the best gift Thena could pass on to her sister, and that included abdicating the throne as the eldest and making Sersi the acting queen. Thena had some reservations about the marriage in question being to Ikaris, but she had to admit, he was not so villainous. Annoying, perhaps, but that was a lesser of evils.
He was her brother now, and while she felt she was truly understanding the petulance a brother could bring to her life, their families - and kingdoms - were becoming one. Unfortunately, he still liked to argue with some of the advice she had to offer (as the royal advisor). But Sersi was always quick to hear out her sister, and that usually managed to pull her new husband along with her.
"It is a beautiful ball, your Grace."
Much to her disappointment, it was not the one she was expecting, but rather some lord or another. She did not know why he was saying so to her. She had not planned it alone, nor was she truly participating in it, past being the one who had walked Sersi down the aisle to her groom. "It is."
"Congratulations, to you and to the happy couple."
"Indeed," she muttered. She was no longer the princess and regent, she was merely Sersi's second in line, and that came after her job as advisor, as far as Thena was concerned.
"You look splendid as well, of course."
He was wearing on her patience, of course.
"I should almost think it possible for you to steal the attention away from the bride herself."
"My Lord," Thena drawled, keeping her eyes on her sister, "I should think that you would rather not insult my dearest sister in the process of attempting to compliment me."
"I-I-" he stammered, "I would never-"
Thena moved away from him. She no longer held the power to send people away with the flick of her wrist--truly the only part of her position she truly mourned. The crowd cheered for the guests of honour, concluding another of many dances this evening. Thena smiled.
"Your Grace!"
Was tonight destined to be a gauntlet through which she was to battle?
"Congratulations on your sister's happy marriage, your Grace," another lord bowed to her formally at least. "The kingdom could not be happier for the Prince and his bride."
Sersi would make a wonderful queen. "I shall tell them."
"It does free you, does it not?" he continued, perhaps not catching onto her locked tight posture and cold eyes. "Without expectation to marry the Prince, you are more able to select a husband of your choosing. Perhaps even a love match?"
Thena looked at the brazen lord speaking to her without end. He was younger than she had expected, his hair sitting atop his head with as much arrogance as he exuded in his smile. "Do you have a matter that concerns you, my Lord?"
"Perhaps," he grinned at her, and it made her want to take a long step back from him. He held out his hand to her, "if you would do me the honour-"
"Forgive me, my Lord, but her Grace has other obligations."
Thena's eyes rose, and she failed to contain her pleasure at the sight of her rescuer. "Captain, if you would be so kind as to escort me."
"Of course, your Grace," he smiled back at her as a gentleman would. He even removed his leather glove before offering his hand to her. He stood between her and the man asking to dance with her, turning his back - unthinkably rude! - on him in the process.
"Thank you," Thena murmured as they made their escape, descending the steps closer to the thrones and skirting around the crowd. "I can no longer decline such invitations without good reason."
"I would think that not wanting to listen to him preen himself is reason enough."
Thena attempted to keep her laughter contained, but a faint puff of air escaped her. She held the skirt of her dress in the hand that was not perched in Gil's. "You have rescued me yet again, Captain."
"It is part of my job," he stated, although the royal advisor was not technically part of his obligations as royal guard. He winked at her, "Thena."
She smiled down at the lush carpet beneath their feet. If her hands were free they would be wringing around themselves again and again. The Captain continued to have such effect on her, and her poor, suffering heart. "I keep telling you, it is not."
"And I keep telling you: you will always be Princess, to me."
How was she to think clearly when she had such poetry over her shoulder, no less whispering in her ear?
"Would you like to?"
"To what?" she looked up at him.
He nodded his head towards where Ikaris was claiming another dance with his bride, even wrapping his arms around her and lifting her off the ground in their shared glee. "Dance?"
Her hand flinched in his, while the one holding her dress began squeezing it for her life. Her throat dried. "I'm afraid I have not nearly the grace my sister does, Captain."
"Come on," he whispered to her, even coming to a stop at a small gap in the crowd's observation of the bride and groom. "I thought we had a deal."
Thena's eyes darted up to him and then forward again. Her heart flitted and fluttered in her chest as she sighed, "Gil."
He stood straight, his hand behind his back and the other holding hers aloft. "It is a celebration, y'know. No one would think twice about you having a little fun at your own sister's wedding."
She could feel how warm he was next to her, even with his light chest plate over his formal uniform. Her fingers trembled faintly, but he held her steadily. "I suppose your gallantry should not go unrewarded."
She winced at herself, and her need to make the simple act of a dance something obligatory. Why could she not simply say that she did wish to dance with him?
Because that would be far too damning an admission, and far too revealing for one simple dance.
But Gilgamesh just smiled at her as he always did. He moved slowly, grasping her hand as he took the first step out from the edge of the crowd, "I'm honoured."
Thena forced herself to look up at him as he swept her onto the dance floor. It wasn't that moving with him was unfamiliar, or even awkward. It felt like when he had helped her from the wagon by lifting her delicately by the waist.
If anything, it felt too familiar, and perhaps even too...nice. He was warm, and gentle, and if he were not wearing the pauldron of his armour, she had half a mind to slip her hand up to his shoulder. His hand grasped hers out from them, the other on her back in a proper and appropriate position.
"So, have you thought about it?"
"Hm?" she blinked, betrayed by her mind wandering away from her actions and instead meandering along the subject of her dance partner.
"Marriage."
The royal advisor's cheeks took on a lively rouge as he spun them around with ease. This was not the first time they had discussed such a topic, either. And remembering the last time they had never failed to send her heart into a frenzy.
Somewhere behind them, Sersi also spun past amidst her dance with her husband. Her sister's giggling reached her ears, worsening Thena's feeling of fluster. Sersi knew very well that the subject of marriage - when it involved the Captain - always left her feeling stymied.
"I," Thena started and then paused immediately. Her mastery of language was slipping from her mind. Her eyes slid down his chestplate to the crest of the kingdom sitting right in the centre. Her hand twitched in his again, "I have...considered it."
At her own insistence, her marriage simply had to wait. As soon as she had abdicated, there was little time until Sersi's coronation and the wedding happening right on top of each other. And she and Gilgamesh were at their busiest when Sersi and Ikaris were.
There was no time to consider Gilgamesh's proposal of a proposal, as it were. And a man of his word, he had not brought it up amidst all the chaos of things. But he was asking now. As she had told him, he was asking if he could ask her again.
"And?" he prompted her gently--sweetly. He ducked his head closer to hers, moving closer in their dance to a proximity one could consider salacious. "If I were to ask you, would you say yes?"
Thena tried to keep her breathing even. She felt as if she were drowning in him, and she did not fully want to emerge from it. But she forced herself to keep her face from burying itself against his neck. "Your timing could be improved, Captain."
"Oh?" he chuckled, still in good spirits as she dodged his approach to marrying her yet again. "And how is that?"
Thena closed her eyes, trying to concentrate, and unable to do so while she thought people might be observing them acting so improperly. All she needed do was turn her head for her lips to graze his cheek or perhaps even his ear (indecent!). She gulped. "It is my sister's wedding day, Gil. This is no time for you to be asking for my hand."
"I daresay she would approve."
Sersi would be the first to jump for joy. She would also point right at Thena and say that she had said so long beforehand.
"I will not become engaged on the day of my sister's wedding," Thena resolved with a bit of a huff. "Have you no sense of propriety?"
On the contrary, it was mortifyingly she who was breaths away from pressing her forehead under his jaw just to feel the warmth of his skin.
"Forgive me, your Grace." She knew he was smirking--she just knew it. "Shall I ask again tomorrow, then?"
Thena's heart pounded. He hadn't asked in the exact words, but her whole body felt flush with warmth and thrill all the same. The warmth did not drain from her cheeks as she gripped his hand purposefully with her fingers. "I will be at the garden pond at first light. I expect you will not keep me waiting."
As she had done to him.
His hand squeezed hers, and he even dared to weave their fingers together (the absolute audacity). He tilted his head, disguising the way he touched his cheek to the top of her head, no longer weighed down by a golden circlet. "I wouldn't dream of it, Thena."
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sagemcmae · 1 year
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Summary: Kagome agrees to be a stand-in for her best friend's blind date. She expects to have a nice meal, exchange polite conversation, and call it a night. Then her boss walks in. 
A SessKag fic inspired by 'A Business Proposal'
~*~MASTER POST~*~
Chapter 1: The Blind Date 
Chapter 2: Just Say No!
Chapter 3: Femme Fatale
Chapter 4: Who the Heck Are You?
Chapter 5: A Word of Advice 
Chapter 6: Let the Games Begin
Chapter 7: Wanna Make a Bet?
Chapter 8: Something Right
Chapter 9: A Knack for Defying Convention
Chapter 10: Wait, Is This a Date?
Chapter 11: The Man Behind the Mask
Chapter 12: No Takebacks
Chapter 13: Make It Official
Chapter 14: A Private Matter
Chapter 15: A Solid Foundation
Chapter 16: Familial Bonding
Chapter 17: Fixated
Chapter 18: Quite Intrigued
Chapter 19: Terminations and Introductions
Chapter 20: Coming soon!
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try-set-me-on-fire · 1 year
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@indigo2831 tagged me in 7 sentence Sunday so here's a bit (slightly more than seven sentences oops) from proposal fic! Tagging @rogerzsteven if you got anything!
"It wasn't even-" Bobby frowns as his voice fails, and clears his throat to try again. "I kept wishing I could be mad at you. Being reckless again, running into danger, getting yourself hurt." He exhales heavily, breath stuttering into a sad little laugh. "But I watched you climb that ladder. I kept playing it over and over in my head. You had three points of contact the whole time. Could have filmed it for a goddamn safety manual. It could have been-" his voice catches again, and Buck turns his hand to grab onto Bobby's. "It could have been any of us. It could have been any of us up there. All the stupid stunts you pull that you walk away from, and it's-" Bobby's free hand waves wildly into the room. "It's a random fucking act of god that nearly-"
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sunshinereddie · 1 year
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i go through cycles of wanting to consume media, wanting to consume fan content, and wanting to create fan content. usually it works out so im only usually focused on one of these at a time which is great.
except right now i am focused on all three and it’s like my interest levels in all of them are turned up to the max and it is so. OVERWHELMING AAAAHHH
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zarahjoyce · 10 months
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Kanthony Fic: potential, probable, impossible
Summary:
"Are you ever this straightforward with all the men you're going to blind dates with?" Anthony asks her.
"All the men?" Kate repeats, incredulous. "You're implying that I'm easy, then?"
"Oh no, not at all!" he replies. "But I don't think I'm wrong in thinking this isn't your first time, is it? Considering who your grandparents are."
...Fuck. Kate reminds herself that she's supposed to embody Edwina Sheffield, heiress extraordinaire of the Sheffield Oil Company - and not Kathani Sharma, regular paralegal. Edwina would have an extensive experience with blind dates, which she goes to just to let her dates down gently each and every time - considering she's romantic enough to want and look for love the usual, normal, non-rich way.
Why she didn't do that to this one, Kate has no idea.
or
Edwina sends Kate to a blind date with Anthony Bridgerton, with the sole purpose of turning the man off the idea of marrying her. Things, of course, do not go as planned.
or
mashup of Bridgerton and Business Proposal that no one wants but here we are I guess
Notes:
I'VE UPDATED THIS FIC PRAISE THE LORDDDDD
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slytherinshua · 11 months
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   k-drama masterlist ⟡₊ ⊹
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    business proposal
cut the cake (req)
character: kang taemoo | genre: fluff. taemoo as a dad. | wc: 941.
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    at a distance, spring is green
i'm right here ⋆˙⟡
character: yeo jun | genre: fluff. hurt/comfort. | wc: 1.3k.
naptime ⋆˙⟡
character: nam soohyun. | genre: fluff. | wc: 756.
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    extraordinary you
we meet again ⋆˙⟡
character: jinmichae/dried squid fairy | genre: fluff. | wc: 1k.
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    the uncanny counter
miss me? (req)
character: so mun | genre: fluff. | wc: 983.
nosebleeds ⋆˙⟡
character: so mun | genre: fluff. a lil angst. | wc: 1.5k.
i need you (req)
character: so mun | genre: fluff. a lil angst. violence/fighting. | wc: 2.5k.
doodles ⋆˙⟡
character: so mun | genre: fluff. | wc: 900.
cheer up (req)
character: so mun | genre: hurt/comfort. | wc: 1.7k.
secret's out (req) ⋆˙⟡
character: so mun | genre: fluff. secret relationship. | wc: 1.5k.
+1 cuteness (req)
character: so mun | genre: fluff. | wc: 612.
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    my lovely liar
kim doha bf texts (req)
character: kim doha | genre: smau. fluff. crack.
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    once upon a small town
boyfriend sanghyun headcanons ⋆˙⟡
character: sanghyun | genre: headcanons. | wc: 1.2k.
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raggedyhive · 2 years
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solarwonux · 1 year
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Hello everybody.
Just a couple of updates: 
1st: anybody got some Yoongi fics they want to recommend. I can’t describe how badly I am down for that man right now. 
2nd: I will be uploaded another part of business proposal tomorrow 9am kst time. 
3rd: Im currently deciding on whether I should put Epitaph on hold or discontinue it. The reason being is that I haven’t gotten much engagement and I feel like nobody will read it, and unfortunately is making me not want to write its anymore. 
4th: Tomorrow might be last update you guys will get in a while. I’m about to become pretty business as I have parent teacher conferences and evaluations to do for the start of the school year. So, I will definitely be focusing on that for a little bit.
I hope you understand, and I will see you tomorrow at 9am kst. 
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crispy-chan · 11 months
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Business proposal just fully leaned into the “savior guy saves the day” trope 🙃
And I’m fucking loving it
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kohakhearts · 6 months
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midterms more like MID terms am i right
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0tivez · 1 year
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i’m watching business proposal and i think nanami
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