#happy watching anon and PLS come back to tell me of your journey !!

[ye-xiu]

Hi i think i'm falling in love with HONGJOONG please help me. please. what are some of your favorite videos of him / all of ateez even? 🤲🏻 i am going crazy

kjuhzgtzhujik i am HAPPILY of help anon u have no idea how much this thrills me. tho there are many people who have been fans of ateez much longer, the hongjoong bias is still rare around here so i am happy about everyone joining ranks !!! hello hi !!! have fun !!!

so mandatory viewing of my ateez (hongjoong centric) experience:

deja vu mv (he serves so much raw cunt here it's insane. it changed me as a person like i was a mere casual listener but this one. sealed the deal over a year ago. i have yet to come up for air)

don't stop mv (second most insane moment in the hongjoong-fication of me. he's actually an actor it's crazy he didn't get a baeksang for best music video acting while trying to maintain 20 safety regulations. that category doesn't exist but it Should)

answer mv (this song was the only one to make me cry at my concert and i wasn't even a big fan yet .... song of ALL time tho !!! she is too good)

hongjoong's lemon tree cover (if you are in your mid-20s or older and european you will know this song. if you aren't, open your heart! he also wrote his own verse for it bc he's a bad bitch a virtuous icon)

ateez's wonderland on kingdom (i only watched one other video from kingdom but this is the most famous one anyway. took the house down as the kids would say. no survivors, i fear.)

ateez's it's live session: promise (first video i have ever seen of them perform and one of my fave ateez songs still. every session they did for this is great tho)

say my name comeback stage (kq's block b money was running out. ateez debuted with the most asinine space oddity meets metropol meets matrix group concept meant to span most of their career and releases. no one was tuning in. it was dire. they had one shot. and they delivered like the dorm was flooded and lights were all shut off the day prior. kq has to kiss their feet for this performance alone actually. ALSO. mullet hongjoong <3)

horizon comeback stage (sister release to answer. LIVES were once more on the line. this is to me their best song ever. the choreo is a feat of art and i do not say this lightly. spot some sweet and respective yeosang and yunho actions for the key parts of this song.)

hongjoong's log 1day (all of his vlogs or any ateez vlogs are easy background watching. i am not too deep into variety but whenever groups i like drop short vlogs, they're very fun ways to share non-music stuff in a way they feel comfortable with. also a man who is in such dire need of a dye job <3 he's just like me <3)

ateez wanted special 2022 (for their debut anniversary trip last year. the entire series is hilarious and shows a lot of their variety / on camera personas. hongjoong, seonghwa, and jongho were my faves here)

ateez's logbook #72 (their own behind the scenes series! i usually just watch these randomly when i have to kill time. the one during eternal sunshine promo has lots of hongjoong with mingi and jongho <3)

wanteez home appliance quiz (styled like a 90's/00 quiz show, they are fighting to win home appliances for their parents. the 98z' team chant is the meme sound of a t-rex. it's great)

wanteez friendship test (what it says on the tin!)

ateez @ sunmi's showterview (everyone was roasting mingi left centre and right but it is soooo fun overall. sunmi's showterview is hilarious)

that's it for now! i am terrible at watching mv's and big variety content, i am much more of a listener than a watcher jhgzhujik but with hongjoong i find any of his vlogs / covers / live stages are great content. ateez has also been on weekly idol and naver now usually livestreams hongjoong and yunho's season of idol radio, so these are fun to check out as well <3

#this ask made my whole damn month already hehe #happy watching anon and PLS come back to tell me of your journey !! #ask #anonymous

[loveswrites]

can you pls do a poly mikealsons? 🙏

Curtains Poly Mikealsons x reader

Time it took me: About a month

word count: 1581

To anon: Hello lovely, I hoped you liked it! <3

Love <3

“Why can’t I leave?” You questioned frowning your eyebrows.

“Because it’s not safe Love. Understand that.” Kol said, sighing softly.

You had been asking the same question for about 5 minutes and each person you asked gave you a dull short answer. You knew everything about your mates. Well everything that they would tell you that is. 

You were a witch who didn’t belong to a coven who was surrounded 24/7 by original vampires and one original hybrid. You're definitely not a skilled witch though, Klaus often refers to you as his little witch. You’ve set things on fire in anger when you’ve gotten into a fight with just about anyone. Things or people.. You’ve never tried running from your power as much as you’ve thought about trying to find a way to lock up your magic and seal it away for a better day. The world is just too dangerous to sit around defenseless regardless if you know or don’t know how to work with the weapons you’ve been given.

“Why is it not safe? What’s going on? I woke up and none of you were there just for me to come find you all and you basically give me the side eye when I ask something!” You said starting to raise your voice. Kol looked at you and he could see the fire in your eyes. You were getting upset and that wasn’t something that they could deal with right now. 

Kol walked closer to you grabbing both of your hands with each of his he put them both on each side of his cheeks. It was a little habit that you’ve grown when showing affection to any of your four lovers. When they’d ask why? you’d always just say “Two hands to ground you. Two eyes to calm you.” It always worked so much that when you would freak out or get anger they started using your calming tactics on you themselves.

“Darling please calm down or else you’ll bloody burn the house down.” Kol said softly staring into your eyes rubbing your cheeks with his thumbs. So you started focusing on the feeling of his hands and you felt yourself relax and doing so slowed your heart down. Him hearing this he gave you a sly smirk "Good girl." He kissed your forehead and not a second after he was gone. 

"What the hell Kol!" You yelled out feeling all of your 5 second relaxation get thrown out of the window.. 

Sighing, you shook your head and went on a journey through the rest of the compound to look for your mates. When you did they all were in the same room huddled up together basically whispering with the occasional yell from each other.

“What’s going on?” You asked, smiling softly in hope to soften them up to spill the beans.

“Nothing of your concern.” Klaus said immediately.

While Klaus, Elijah, Rebekah and Kol were huddled up Freya was off to the side mixing up some herbs. You couldn’t tell what they were but off the back you knew they were very strong protection herbs. 

“What’s going on?” You asked sternly, shifting your eyes between your four loves and Freya.

“It’s nothing-”

“Stop fucking with me and tell me what’s going on! Tell me why you have the walls sealed up like were all stuck here in hell on earth it’s fucking hot in here! Why is it so hot!” You ranted as your mates watched you with wide eyes. Some eyes were full of shock, others were filled with admiration.  

“Oh my god the curtains!” Freya said, jumping up, making you turn around to see that you set the curtains in the room on fire. 

“My what is your constant need to try to burn us all to oblivion my little witch?” Klaus questioned. Turning to him you only saw admiration from him. 

It was one of the things that made you love him more and more. The fact that you could burn the whole world to ash he would be right next to you cheering you on with a smile on his face. Elijah would lecture you on how you’d feel after the world was finished burning. Kol would be on the same page as Klaus, just happy to start some chaos with his love by his side. And Rebekah well it would all just depend on her mood of that day.

It made you feel less of a freak. An uncontrollable freak. 

“I didn’t mean to.” You said calmly. 

Freya tamed the fire with her powers but they've all learned that your flames only go out depending on your mood. And as long as you were upset or irritated the flames could and would raise at any given time. So the only reasonable thing would be to tell you what’s going on.

“Come on Nik wouldn’t you rather her know or burn down the bloody compound?” Rebekah asked, looking at Klaus.

“It will upset her. And you see what happens when she’s upset.” Klaus said frustrated that this was even still a conversion.

“It will bring her some peace, knee Klaus.” Elijah said always thinking of your well being. 

“Fine bloody tell her and if we all burn don’t look at me for help.” He said plopping down into a chair further away gesturing at someone to go ahead and tell you the news.

“Marcel is planning on killing us all.” Kol said calmly.

“What?!” You yelled out with wide eyes causing the fire around to come back full force.

“Calm her!” Freya said no longer able to tame the flame.

“What did I tell you?” Klaus said, rolling his eyes.

“Bloody hell I liked those curtains.” Rebekah said, shaking her head. 

You didn’t know much about they’re history with Marcel. All that you knew was he was supposed to be a friend of some sort and sometimes family? It was complicated, They said something that you never found yourself interested enough to pry about. So you didn’t. If you didn’t ask any questions you wouldn’t see him as anything more than a friendly vampire who they throw hands with sometimes. You never thought it was that deep. Until now.

“Why is he trying to kill you-”

“Never mind the reason why thousands of people want to kill us for so many different reasons.” Elijah said plainly like it was just so simple.

“They've crafted yet another weapon to try to unleash downfall upon us. It is yet another useless thing that will cease to exist once we're all done.” Klaus said, walking to you. 

As he walked to you he held eye contact with you making your heart yet again flutter. Grabbing both of your cold hands with his warm ones giving you a sly smirk he then said. 

“You have nothing to worry about. Especially if your worries are about us love. What you should be worried about is what curtains are going to replace the ones you’ve just burned down for no reason.” He finished kissing your lips gently but quick as he pulled away he let go of your hands and speedily walked away. Not even giving you time to say goodbye and good luck.

The flames being gone Freya also turned to leave the room. But before she left completely she said “Try not to burn anything else while we're gone yeah?” 

“I didn’t mean to.” You said shuffling from one foot to another.

“I think it’s sexy how destructive you are.. As long as you are nowhere near my closet.” Rebekah said smiling kissing your forehead following behind the two who just left the room. You watched as she walked away and when you turned another there were only two left. Kol and Elijah 

“Kol-” You started but was rudely cut off. 

“Nope, I've already said my greetings and dismissals to you love. I couldn’t bear to do it all over again.” He stated giving you a forehead kiss on his walk out of the room.

“What the hell?” You whispered to yourself shaking your head.

“You should eat something. Read what I’ve laid on your bed, It should give you what you need to know on how to control your magic. It was my mothers.” Elijah said, taking a few long strides to you and stopping in front of you. 

“Are you going to kill him?” You asked in hopes the answer was going to be no. You knew Marcel was like an on and off family member. 

“If we must, I will lay down his life myself for the sake of my family.” He said sternly, smoothing down his suit.

“I thought he was family?” You questioned looking up at him.

“Sometimes family turns to foe and there's nothing you can do but save the family you have left.” After he said that you saw he was in deep thought. His eyes looked to be lost in the mist of fog. Right when you were going to say something he opened his mouth.

“I’ll make sure they control themselves. Please eat.” And with that he laid his hands on the sides of your face and kissed the top of your head. Your daddy issues were screaming, not even gonna lie. When he let go he walked away leaving with the others which left you alone with yourself and the one thought you had.

“What the hell is there to eat in this house besides blood?”

#lovewrites #x reader #reader insert #oneshots #the originals #klaus mikaelson #elijah mikealson #elijah mikealson x reader #kol mikealson x reader #rebekah mikealson x reader #poly mikealsons #poly mikealsons x reader

[mazeinthemiroh]

hey!! i was wondering if you could write a reaction for stray kids where they forget to pick up the reader (and maybe it’s raining / late)? whether it’s from work or somewhere further away? i feel like this can have so many plot twists AHAHAHAHA thank you 💞 fairly angsty pls with a happy/neutral ending

stray kids when they forget to pick you up

genre: angst, comfort in some

word count: 1.2k

warnings: use of the word 'hell'

author's notes: lowercase intentional. for this scenarios sake, all of the members can drive! thank you for requesting anon, i hope you enjoy this!

bangchan

he was busy. very busy. and he just completely forgot.

chan's car approached you at 10 minutes to midnight. your shift ended at 10:30 pm. so he was late. very late indeed. the front lights of his car seemed to cut through the pouring rain, illuminating the cold droplets which relentlessly fell from the sky for as long as you could remember. you were standing there, slightly lighten by the dull light of the lamp post, with your body thoroughly drenched and shivering from the lack of a coat.

you watched as your boyfriend got out of the car with a black umbrella in his hands. he walked up to you, one hand shoved in his pocket, the other hand outstretched with the umbrella, so when he got to you, you were finally sheltered. his expression was soft, sad, sorry. he didn't say a word, but you could see in the feelings in his eyes that he was apologetic enough.

so you both just stood there, gazing into each other's eyes, with nothing to say.

minho

"it's not that bad if you think about i-"

"not that bad? i was waiting for an hour! hell, i could've walked back by myself!"

"then why didn't you?"

you flinched at the bluntness of his words. you two had been arguing about this for the whole journey home.

"because i thought that my boyfriend wouldn't want me walking back by myself at night. i actually thought that you cared!"

minho slammed on the breaks. the car halted abruptly, making you both momentarily drag forwards in your seats. you looked at him with wide, worried eyes as he stared ahead.

"i do care about you," he stated, and you couldn't tell if his tone was blunt or slightly frantic. you knew he would never say sorry, but you could see in his shining eyes - the glisten of the streetlights from the outside making his eyes sparkle and expose his worry, his regret - that he was. he was sorry.

changbin

"y/nnnnn~~~~"

changbin was met with silence again, which was a real stab at the heart for him. he hated this. he knows he messed up, but there was a part of him that felt like you were being a bit unfair. or maybe he was just worried that he messed up big time.

"i said sorry! please talk to me."

"just drive, bin."

"no! i'm not driving until you say you've forgiven me."

he said stubbornly, crossing his arms over his chest defiantly, much like a child would when they sulk. he could feel the tension and guilt press down on his heart and he couldn't continue on with the night unless he knew he was on good terms with you. his eyes were glimmering as he gave you a big, cute pout that even your tired and annoyed self couldn't help but smile at.

"yeah, that's more like it."

hyunjin

"it's romantic out here, in the rain, isn't it?"

you turned to see hyunjin, a smile ghosting his features, half playful, half apologetic. you hadn't noticed he had sat down on the bench next to you moments ago, watching you're tense expression never once faltering. you thought he was a crazy person; coming out here with you, making himself comfortable while you both got swallowed up by the cascading rain.

you wanted to slap him. but you couldn't deny how handsome he looked: long black hair starting to stick to the side of his face and his warm eyes sparkling in the moonlight as he stared at you, fondly. you hated him and loved him all at once. you felt angry and helpless and hopelessly in love.

and with this love, with this ridiculous and irritating and perfect man beside you, the pouring rain didn't seem so bad anymore.

han

"i am sooo sorry sweetie."

han kept pouring out apologies as he stayed with you on the phone while he drove to your destination. he didn't realise just how much time he spent in the studio this night, and time had just flown by. in the back of his mind he knew he had to pick you up, but he became so engrossed in his work that by the time he checked the clock he was more than late to pick you up.

"yeah whatever, it's fine."

there your voice sounded through the bluetooth in his car. you sounded fed-up, and he couldn't blame you. leaning his head against the steering wheel of your car as he waited for the red light to turn green, he sighed deeply. there was a sinking feeling of guilt at the pit of his stomach.

"i'll make it up to you, i promise baby."

felix

you had to call him to pick you up. you're not going to wait forever, obviously, and you know that's the only way he would remember. because with felix, he was on time for everything. he wasn't likely to slack off, to run late, if he could help it. so if he was late, it was likely to be that he had completely and utterly forgotten.

and you're right. he's laying down on his bed, scrolling through his phone, not thinking of anything else except for what was on his screen. then suddenly: a call. your name pops up, and his eyes grow wide. the realisation hits.

shooting out of bed and grabbing a jacket and his keys, he finally answers your call.

"y/n i am so sorry oh my gosh i completely forgot i had no idea what happened-" he rambled as he rushed to the car. he felt so frustrated with himself, and would beat himself up about it the whole journey to you. you were more forgiving of him than he was.

seungmin

"hi."

your boyfriend's voice sounded beside you. he had a coat in his hand which he immediately pulled over your shoulders, and an umbrella in the other which he shielded you from the rain with. he winced as he caught sight of you glaring at him. he had no idea what to say, so he just guided you into his car.

your jaw was tense as you slid into the passenger seat of the car. you wrapped your hands around your arms and rubbed them up and down in an attempt to warm yourself. you shivered in your seat as seungmin got in the other side. as you gazed over at him, you could sense his nerves. worried eyes that avoided yours as he fumbled around with his car keys. you couldn't be mad at him. you knew he didn't mean any of this. it wasn't fair for either of you.

"thanks for the coat," you mumbled softly, in hopes that seungmin's nerves and regret would start to disappear...

jeongin

you marched up to his car fiercely, a purpose in your step as he pulled up beside you. anger whirling around inside of you; so much had built up to this moment. the standing, the waiting, the weather that decided that, no, today was not going to be your day, after all.

yanking the car door to the passenger seat open with full force, you shoved your body inside the vehicle.

"thanks a lot for showing up, where the hell were yo-"

you stopped at the start of your rant when you finally turned to him, now fully in the car. jeongin was sitting there, a nonchalant expression on his face, and a massive bag of your favourite takeaway food on his lap. he smiled sheepishly, "sorry?"

you didn't want to let him off that easily. but man, he knew how to apologise in the best way possible.

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[gubler-me-up]

Jealous Boy (MGG Request)

Request: Jealous sex with Matthew and it’s just filled with pure filth (i.e degradation, spitting etc) pls

A/N: Thank you for sending in this request, anon! We do love some jealous sex! I would have posted this earlier but I took a looong break today which I shouldn’t have but here we are back to posting in the a.m. hours. If the writing seems off you know why but I corrected as much as I could find now and as per usual will probably go back and edit later when I find mistakes while reading through LOL Hope you enjoy and happy reading 🥳

Couple: Dom!MGG/Fem!reader

Category: Smut (NSFW 18+)

Content warning: Clubbing, grinding dancing with stranger, rough sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, oral (male receiving), hair pulling, slapping, spitting, choking, spanking, creampie, swearing

Word count: 3k

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For weeks on end you insisted Matthew and you should go to this new club in downtown LA. You knew clubbing wasn’t really his scene anymore but you wanted to spend your Saturday night dancing the worries of the week away. He couldn’t say no to you forever, so he eventually said yes.

You stared in the mirror one last time trying to fix your hair the way you liked it. You were taking the longest time to get ready because you hadn’t been to a club in a long time and wanted to make sure you were the hottest thing insight. Matthew was waiting for you downstairs. You had told him you only needed five more minutes but you had been upstairs for twenty.

“Y/N, are you almost done?” He called from downstairs.

“Yeah, babe. I’m coming right now,” you shouted.

“I’ll believe it when I see it,” he shouted back.

You chuckled and decided you had kept him waiting for long enough. You grabbed your purse off the bed and bolted out the bedroom door to meet him downstairs. You ran downstairs to see him standing by the front door with his shoes on and keys in his hand.

He bit his bottom lip as he watched you come down the stairs. You didn’t know if he was fixated on how your low cut top was making your boobs pop out or if it was how nicely your jeans hugged your legs. You went up to him and broke him out of his stare by giving him a kiss.

“How do I look?” You asked.

“Fucking amazing,” he said.

You giggled. “I guess we’ll both be the hottest thing at the club.”

He chuckled. “You beat me by a mile with the way you look.”

You felt him grab your ass and squeeze it. You giggled before he gave you another kiss. You pushed him away before he got too carried away.

“Save that energy for tonight, tiger,” you joked.

“I mean we don’t have to go to the club,” he said.

You pouted. “You already said we could and I really want to.”

“I’m joking, we’re still going to go. I hope everyone keeps their hands to themselves there though,” he said.

“No need to worry, babes. I’m sure everyone will keep their hands to themselves,” you assured him.

He smiled and kissed you one last time before the both of you headed outside to the car. You two quickly started your journey into the downtown scene. You didn’t even realize how late it was getting until you saw the time in the car. It was nearing 11 p.m. You didn’t plan to stay out late especially since it wasn’t Matthew’s scene and you didn’t want him to go further out of his comfort zone than he already was.

He parked in a parking garage near the club. You eagerly hopped out and ran to the driver’s side. As soon as he stepped out of the car you grabbed his hand so you two could get a move on it. He laughed at your eagerness as you basically dragged him out of the parking garage.

“I’m telling you you’re going to fall in love with the club scene again,” you said.

“I think I’m too old for the club scene,” he said.

“Ugh we’re both too old for the club scene but it doesn’t mean we can’t have a good time,” you said.

He chuckled. “But you have way more energy than I do. Plus you have a good knee.”

You giggled. “I’ve seen you dance and you still have it in you.”

You two reached the club in no time with your pep in your step. You swore it was further from where he had parked the car. You felt bad for dragging Matthew by his arm the whole way because you knew how he took his time while walking. You were just glad you were holding his hand or else he’d probably still be in the parking garage.

To your surprise there wasn’t much of a line to wait in. You two took your place in line and waited for the few people in front of you to go in. You saw five guys walk out and got excited. The more people who left the faster you two could get in. They walked by you two as they left the club.

You heard them whispering to each other but you couldn’t make out what they were saying. Out of the corner of your eye you could see Matthew looking at them as they walked by. He kept looking at them as they walked out of sight. He finally looked away from their direction and rolled his eyes. You raised a questionable eyebrow at his expression.

“Is there something wrong?” You asked.

“They were looking at you and whispering to each other,” he said.

“So what?” You asked.

“They were looking at your ass,” he said.

“Ugh just ignore them,” you said.

“It’s hard ignoring five guys looking and talking about your ass, Y/N,” he said.

“Just forget about them,” you insisted.

He sighed as he dropped the subject for your sake. You were glad he did because you two had reached the front of the line. You took out your I.D. to show the bouncer and so did Matthew. The bouncer let you two in. You immediately walked towards the dance floor. The music was blasting and you could feel the beat running through your body.

You looked back at Matthew who was following you close behind. He looked as if he was still thinking about the incident outside. You sighed and walked up to him. You grabbed his hands.

“Can you look as if you have energy, please?” You asked.

“How about I get you a drink and you can show me your moves on the dance floor?” He suggested.

“Fine, I’ll be here waiting,” you said.

He gave you a kiss before walking over to the bar. You watched him walk away and stayed in your spot as you told him you would. You soon heard your favourite song blasting on the DJ speakers. You looked back at the bar and saw Matthew still waiting to tell the bartender his order.

You decided you had enough time to dance to the song. You rushed to the dance floor and started to slowly dance to it. You were trying to build your confidence up to fully show your moves. You swaying your hips and being alone on the dance floor attracted eyes to you. One of those eyes was brave enough to approach you. A guy danced up to you with a beaming smile on his face.

“You’ve got some serious moves,” he complimented.

“Thank you. You’re not bad yourself,” you said.

“Do you always move your hips like that?” He asked.

“Only to this song. It’s my favourite song,” you said.

“No way. My hips move like that to this song as well,” he said.

“Oh really?” You said.

“Yeah. Turn around and I’ll show you. I promise not to do any funny business,” he said.

You narrowed your eyes at him to see if he was trustworthy. You didn’t think it would cause any harm if you danced with someone else for just a second. You turned around and continued to dance as you felt him push up against you.

“Wow, you really do love this song,” he said.

“I told you,” you said.

You felt him place his hands on your hips. You felt him gently pull you in closer to him and rested his head on the side of yours. You looked back at him with a suspicious look.

“I thought no funny business?” You asked.

“Sorry, you’re right. I got carried away in how well you dance,” he said.

“You think you’re slick huh?” You asked.

He chuckled. “Maybe a little.”

You felt your arm get jerked away from the guy you were dancing with. You didn’t even have to turn around to know it was Matthew. You looked anyway and saw how upset he looked at the guy. The guy you were dancing with put his hands up in a self-defence position before backing away completely.

Matthew then turned his attention back to you. You knew he was in a jealous rage just by the way his eyes were wild. You looked at his free hand and didn’t see a drink in it. He must have watched your every move from the bar and didn’t bother ordering the drink. He was fuming.

“We’re leaving now,” he said.

“Because I was dancing with someone?” You asked.

“Yes,” he said.

“It wasn’t what it looked like,” you said.

“So you weren’t dancing with him? I just imagined the whole thing?” He asked.

“Well, yeah but-”

“We’re going.”

He dragged you by the arm all the way out of the club. You pouted and sighed as you two walked out. You wanted to resist but you didn’t want him to be any more upset than he already was. You knew how he got when he was jealous and you didn’t want to provoke him any more than you had. You started to think of what would happen when you two got home.

The car ride back was quiet but he didn’t seem as upset anymore. His eyebrows were still furrowed as he drove. You didn’t think he was going to argue about what happened any further. Besides he wasn’t the arguing type regardless.

As soon as you two walked through the front door, you kicked off your heels and made your way upstairs. He was still quiet and didn’t pay you much mind. You expected him to cool down soon and you two could get past the night.

You went to the bathroom and took off your makeup. As you wiped your face with your makeup wipe you could hear Matthew walking up the stairs. You sighed and decided it was time you apologized to him for dancing with that guy. His silence was killing you and he knew it was.

You walked out of the bathroom as soon as he walked into the bedroom. Before you uttered a word he gestured with his fingers for you to come to him. You obeyed and walked up to him.

“Matthew, I just wanted-”

“On your knees.”

“What?”

“You want to make it up to me? Get on your knees.”

You immediately dropped to your knees. He forcibly stuck his fingers in your mouth to open it up wide. You opened it up as wide as possible as you watched him undo his pants. He pulled down his pants along with his underwear. His dick sprung up in front of you.

“If you want to act like a whore you’re going to be a whore for me,” he said before shoving his dick in your mouth.

You choked as his dick reached the back of your throat. He grabbed your hair and pulled your hair back and forth so your head could bob on his dick. Your hands found your way to your top and you pulled it down to reveal your breasts.

He saw what you did and pulled your hair to take you off his dick. He slapped you across your face before grabbing your face to pull you up to stand. He used his other hand to roughly squeeze your breast. You let out a yelp as he continued to roughly massage it.

“Is this what you wanted to do at the club? Show everyone how much of a slut you are?” He asked.

“No,” you responded.

He slapped you on your cheek again before grabbing your neck. He pulled you closer to him so you were right in front of his face. You saw the rage still in his eyes but there was also the look of needing you as well. Whenever he got like this you knew you were in for some amazing rough sex.

“That’s all you have to say for yourself? No? I don’t fucking believe you,” he said.

“I only belong to you,” you said.

“Is that right? Then why were you such a whore tonight?” He asked.

“I was being a bad whore. I think I should be punished for it,” you said.

“You do?” He asked.

“Of course,” you said.

He took his hand off of your neck to pull off your shirt. He slapped your right breast and you yelped. He did it again and you yelped even louder. He squeezed your soar breast and listened as your voice cracked a small scream.

“I don’t think this is punishment enough for what you did,” he said.

“So fuck the shit out of me then,” you said.

“You’d like that wouldn’t you?” He questioned.

“I would,” you said.

He slapped your breast again. “Of fucking course a whore like you would like that.”

“Yes I would,” you yelped.

“You’re a fucking disgusting whore. Turn around,” he demanded.

You swiftly turned around and waited for his next move. He took off your jeans along with your underwear and pulled them all the way down to the floor. You stepped out of them and kicked it aside. He spanked your ass hard and you let out a shriek.

“Tell me you fucking love this,” he said.

“I fucking love it,” you said.

He spanked your ass again. “Louder.”

“I fucking love it,” you shrieked.

He grabbed both your arms to place them behind your back. He shoved you forward so you could walk towards the bed. As you reached the edge of the bed, he pulled you close to him so you could feel his dick on your ass.

“Show me how your whore ass grinded on that guy again,” he demanded.

You started to move your hips side to side to appease his request. It was hard to move your hips effectively with his hard dick in the way but you tried your best. You then felt him roughly circle his fingers on your clit. You started moaning loudly and could hardly keep your hips moving properly.

“I know the guy you were grinding on didn’t feel as good as I do,” he said.

“H-he…God, no he didn’t,” he said.

He pushed you down on the bed face down. He removed his hand from your clit and you could feel him positioning himself behind you. His dick lingered right outside of your opening and you were anticipating its entrance.

“Now you want just one dick?” He asked.

“I’ve always wanted your dick and only your dick,” you said.

“Tonight you wanted to be a fucking disgusting whore for no reason. I think I need to remind you who you belong to,” he said.

He placed his hand on your face to hold you down in place. You gasped loudly as you felt him ram himself inside of you. You couldn’t even make a word escape your mouth properly to tell him how good he was fucking you.

He hovered over your body, his face lowered down to yours. He watched you carefully as you continued to moan out profanities. He spit in your mouth as he saw your mouth gaped open. It landed on the side of your mouth and you let it seep into your mouth before you licked it up completely.

“That’s right. Be a fucking good whore for me and take that shit,” he said.

You stuck out your tongue and he accepted your request loud and clear. He spit onto your tongue again and you took it into your mouth as you continued to moan. He grabbed your ass and squeezed it as he started to ram into you even harder.

“Oh fuck,” you shrieked.

“Shut up and take my dick, fucking whore,” he said.

“Yes,” you shrieked.

He hooked his index finger onto the corner of your mouth. Him being over you having his way with you made you extremely wet. You could feel his dick slip and slide out of you with ease and you could tell on his face he enjoyed it. He bit his bottom lip and you knew it was a sign he was trying to restrain himself from cumming.

He moved his hand from your face and grabbed your arms to pull you up. He continued to fuck you as you stood in front of him. He used his free hand to grab your neck as his other hand continued to restrain you. He placed his mouth by your ear and you could hear his laboured breaths.

“I’m going to cum in you and your whore pussy’s going to take it,” he said.

“I need your cum inside of me,” you begged.

“You’re such a fucking desperate cum whore,” he said.

“I am. I fucking am,” you said.

He let out a long groan and you could feel his cum fill you up. You let out a deep moan as you let him finish before he pulled out. He let go of your neck and spanked you on your soar ass again before letting go of your neck.

“Turn around,” he demanded.

You turned around. He grabbed you by your face and pulled you close to him. He wasn’t as rough this time but you knew he was still in his zone just by the way he grabbed you by your jaw.

“I thought you would know by now I’m the jealous type,” he said.

“I do but I’m the type to like jealous sex,” you said.

“I guess that makes us a perfect pair,” he said.

He leaned in and kissed you. He eased up from the kiss and the darkness from his eyes disappeared in an instant. You smirked at him.

“I guess it does. Does that mean you’re not done with me for the night?” You asked.

“I think the night awaits a lot of different punishments for you,” he said.

You grinned. “Can’t wait.”

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[dinosaurtsukki]

being the MSBY Jackals’ physiotherapist

anon: HEY BOO! LISTEN BEING THE BLACK JACKELS PHYSIOTHERAPIST! I can imagine a lot of damage I- bye 😽 I could I please have that as a headcanon 👉👈 thanks! ❤️ (that is a If requests are open..)

they are most definitely open and OH MY GOD THIS IS SUCH AN AMAZING IDEA WHEN I GOT THIS I COULDN’T WAIT TO START. i’ve been watching a lot of vids on what physical therapists do too and i hope you like this it was so fun to write !!

Bokuto Koutarou:

he deadass got you mixed up with the sports psychologist

when he walked into your clinic he was all ‘ah, hey there’ before lying faceup on the cot and just talking about his problems

and at first you were alright cause good to make conversation and everything until you realized.... “this guy thinks i’m the therapist”

bokuto: people always assume that i’m really naive and i kinda am but--

you: bokuto,,,, i’m not the therapist

bokuto: oh 👁👄👁

you: does it, um, hurt anywhere?

bokuto: *points to his heart*

after directing him to therapist’’s office, you finally clear up his misconceptions on what you’re supposed to be

you did hear about bokuto but what you didn’t expect was that he was An Actual Ray of Sunshine

whenever he comes to your office for his weekly check-ups, he always brings some sort of present

he likes to bring a package of cookies and the two of you eat them while you have your session

bokuto still uses the term ‘ouchie’ and it’s adorable

he takes really good of himself and his body so he isn’t prone to serious injuries. as soon as he knows something feels off, he’ll stop himself from working and come to your clinic

except,,, he comes way too often

bokuto: I WAS FLEXING MY FINGER AND THEN IT SUDDENLY MADE A CRACK SOUND WILL IT FALL OFF???

you: you’ve... never popped your fingers before?

bokuto: you can POP your FINGERS???

in interviews, bokuto loves to mention all the people who helped him on his journey and ngl it’s a REALLY LONG LIST but he always, always mentions you as ‘the best physical therapist ever!!’

and it makes you so soft you love your job so much

he actually ends up recommending you to his friend, akaashi keiji, because bokuto knows his shoulders and back hurt 

akaashi comes into your office and just goes: “can you crack my back and shake me like a glowstick?”

you: i think you’re looking for a chiropractor

akaashi: ...

you: okay, lie down. i’ll see what i can do

Hinata Shouyo:

he got LOST TRYING TO FIND YOUR CLINIC

like, you were checking your watch wondering where your client was before he burst into your clinic thirty minutes late

also for some reason he was really nervous to see you poor baby he had the misconception that you were there to find what was wrong with him and then after he wouldn’t be able to play again

so he was genuinely surprised after you just made him do a few stretches for him, recommended some ways to move his body to utilize it better, and just sent him off

hinata: just... just like that?

you: yeah, pretty much. unless you feel that something else is wrong

after that he’s not so afraid to visit your clinic. in fact, he enjoys it quite a lot!

hinata really takes note of the advice you gave him (he brings a notepad and everything) and he likes to call you up to let you know that they worked

he actually calls you A LOT, like you’re probably the person he texts and calls the most other than natsu

at one point he was calling you every single day asking about what to eat until you decided to make a whole-ass weekly meal plan for him to just cycle through

 he’s actually quite flexible (not as much as sakusa though) and he’s so proud of being able to reach farther than his toes

when you’re not looking though he measures himself against the height chart on your wall and you think it’s absolutely adorable

hinata knows how to take care of his body and TRIES not to overwork himself but sometimes he gets really impatient about wanting to improve so he’ll stay late in the gym, practicing his spikes and serves

BUT since his teammates know hinata listens to you they’ll threaten to tell you when he’s overworking

sakusa: hinata, if you don’t leave the gym right this instant i am calling y/n

hinata: just five more minutes!!

sakusa: *pulls out his phones and presses some random numbers in*

hinata: OKAY OKAY I’M GOING

it’s kind of like the adult version of your parents calling the doctor when you don’t want to eat

also you have no idea that this happens

even though he’s moved on from it, hinata still gets a bit paranoid about playing a major game while being sick

you’re always at their games as part of their medic crew and before it starts, hinata always comes up to you and asks if you can take his temperature

you didn’t know why until atsumu explained everything so now you make sure to always have a temperature on you for hinata’s peace of mind

Atsumu Miya:

someone who actually knows what physical therapists actually do thank god 

ngl you’re kinda shookt at how large he is in real life when he walks into your clinic 

he also assumes right away that you want an autograph so he gifts you a signed picture of himself which you always have on your desk from now on because come on you are a fan

atsumu’s really nice to talk to, he does flirt quite a bit but he genuinely asks about how you are too or if your family is doing alright

such a sweet boy

atsumu’s the one who visits your office often but for reasons that are actually relevant to your job because this man just overexerts himself too much

and he keeps brushing it off and saying that he’s alright but you know better you’re a physical therapist for god’s sake

atsumu: i’m telling you. it’s just a sprain!

you: *pokes his ankle*

atsumu: aaaAAAAAAHHHH

he’s the one that you have to constantly keep tabs on and thanks to the help of his teammates and a spare key, you’re able to drop by his apartment once in a while

but no matter how much of a pain in the ass he is you still can’t help but want to take care of him. whenever you make yourself dinner you find yourself making seconds for atsumu

before you know it, you’re making dinner for your favorite MSBY boys because you don’t want them to feel left out

you also have to stop atsumu from overdoing on the protein shakes and drinking vitamins

because he’s addicted protein shakes especially the strawberry-flavored one but you’re the only one who knows that so shhhhhh

atsumu: if one vitamin capsule makes me healthy, does that mean drinking more will make me even more healthy ??

you: NO STOP. STOP WHATEVER YOU’RE DOING. RIGHT NOW.

one time you got a call in the middle of the night from atsumu saying that he ate an entire container of gummy vitamins and you had to run to his place in your pajamas

idk you just see him so much because he keeps getting injuries and it’s hilarious

atsumu, walking into your clinic: hey, doc! they sent me here cause my back hurts from carrying the entire team!

you: atsumu, you dislocated your shoulder

Sakusa Kiyoomi: 

probably your most normal client among the four of them but that doesn’t mean you don’t enjoy his visits to the clinic 

well, actually when he first visited your clinic, everyone else stalked him because they wanted to see his Flexible Wrists in action

you had to chase them out

sakusa is SO HAPPY that you just took one look at his Flexi-Wrists and noted it down without going batshit over it

you always spray the cots and your instruments with alcohol before he comes in and sakusa knows cause he smells it and he appreciates that so much

one thing that you do notice is that sakusa,,, frequently glances at the jar of lollipops you keep on your desk and give out to your kid patients

and after a session he just lingers for a bit before saying good bye and leaving so one day you just take a chance

you: would you,,, like a lollipop?

sakusa: .... yes please

he chooses a cherry flavored one and is about to leave when he sits back down on the chair

sakusa: they’ll never let me hear the end of it if they see me

so you let him stay in your clinic for a bit longer before deciding to also get a lollipop and that’s how the two of you end your sessions

no talking. just lollipop eating

(i know how it looks but pls don’t add sexual connotations i jus want sakusa to enjoy a fricking lollipop)

he actually likes to remember the scientific muscle names and everything just to impress you 

also, he doesn’t want to give you a hard time but he also likes visiting your office and talking to you (and eating the lollipops) so he makes up all these excuses to come by your clinic

sakusa: i hit my toe on the table

you: okaay, do you need a bandaid?

sakusa: it was the small toe

sakusa’s quite selective about the people he’s with so he’s kind of attached to you now. like it or not, you’re his personal doctor

prepare to receive texts like ‘y/n, i have a cough. what should i drink?’ 

you: sakusa, i’m a PHYSICAL THERAPIST

you: also, ginger tea is supposed to be good for you

he’s actually your eyes and ears when it comes to monitoring the team. kind of like the kid who tattles to the teacher in pre-school

sakusa: y/n, atsumu’s overdoing it again

you: is that so?

atsumu, in the background: NOOOOO NOOO I’M NOT !! SAKUSA’S LYING

you have such a soft spot for sakusa. when he had to be confined at home for breaking his ankle, you sent him a whole jar of lollipops

he ate them all in one day

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[onesmallbunny]

Haechan x Reader

Request by a sweet anon (with brilliant ideas): “can you pls write about haechan falling in love w another apocalypse survivor? lots of fluff but maybe a little angst? thanks ✌️”

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS SCENARIO IT IS SUCH A GOOD IDEA!! I hope you’ll like it tho :3

Genre: fluff; angsty

Words: 2,2k

It’s been almost a year. Almost a year you were traveling by yourself, trying to find some safe place to live it. Almost a year you were all alone. Almost a year since… this happened.

A year ago, a disaster happened. An apocalypse. I know what your thinking. This only happened in movies of books… Well at least, it was what you thought back in the days. But it happened for real.

You remembered everything about the day when everything fell down. You remembered you studying at school quietly. You, imagining yourself out of this school, travelling. Well, karma can be a bitch sometimes…

You also remembered the screams of this one teacher getting eaten in the playground, and you, watching everything through the window. You remembered this creature of evil, crawling on the grown, and this other one walking to you, his hands trying to reach your face. You remembered all the screams, the despair, the blood, death… Everything.

And yet, you were doing your best to forget.

It’s been years since you stopped counting the days, now. You were always alone and realizing how many days had past could make you go crazy. So, you were just walking. Walking as if you were hoping something will happened, as if you were thinking someone could save you.

At this point, you didn’t even know why you were fighting back when those creatures were attacking you. What was the point to survive when you were alone?

You woke up on a new day, after sleeping on this mattress you made by yourself with things you’ve found here and there, on abandoned houses. You took some berries to eat as a breakfast, put everything you had on your back and continued your long journey.

“Alright.” You said to yourself. “Where should I go now…” you sighed and looked at on a side of the forest you never explored. “Well I guess I’ll go there.”

You started walking, following a little road in the middle of the trees and flowers. You could hear the birds singing, some animals waking up after a long night of sleep… Oh yes, you were so jealous of their ignorance, their innocence…You wish you could be a butterfly sometimes… Or a bird. Or even a flower, a tree or some grass… Everything but this desperate girl you were at the moment.

An hour passed, maybe two or three. Perhaps more… You totally lost the notion of time. The more you were waking, the less you could hear the noises of the forest around you. And suddenly, everything was quiet. Abruptly, you stopped moving, listening around you, trying to catch any sound. This situation wasn’t normal…

Not even a second after, you heard this noise. The sound you feared and hated the most in the world : the sound of those creatures, running to you. You analyzed the situation as quickly as possible, detected where the noises came from and started running in the opposite direction. You didn’t know where you were going. The road was full of trees and mud, almost impassable. But if you were struggling, at least the creatures following you will as well.

And you were running and running and running. You were used to it now. But the more you were running, the more you realized something was wrong with the situation. The creatures behind you were closer and they wouldn’t stop. The path in front of you was more and more difficult, and you were exhausted. Wait. What was happening. You thought about it for a second and then realized… what it the end, already? You survived all this time for nothing? No… this couldn’t be…

A second of inattention, a branch of a tree on the ground and with a loud noise, you fell in the grass screaming of pain. Out of breath and with a painful ankle, you took you stick in you bag, stood up and tried to calm down. They were approaching. You could hear their horrible moaning, their feet crushing everything on their way, and a second later, you saw their terrorizing and empty eyes looking at you.

“Alright, monsters…” you whispered, getting ready. “Let the show begging…”

One of these hideous creatures jumped to you, screaming, drool mixed with blood falling from its mouth. You hit him violently with your stick and its body in decomposition touched the ground with a loud noise. You didn’t even have time to relish your victory that another one ran to you, its teeth trying to cut your arm. You ferocity stuck your sword of fortune in his left eyes and pulled it back with force, almost loosing your balance.

This wasn’t good. You were already out of breath, and they were so many left. You neutralized one more, and another… But you won’t survive much more. You were exhausted, helpless, alone…

Suddenly, one of these creatures pushed you on the grass and broke your stick with his own teeth. Laying on the ground, you stared at this horror with tears on your red eyes, shaking of fear. The monster was slowly approaching, as if he was playing with you.

You closed your eyes, feeling all your strength living your body, your soul. So this was the end… You survived all this time for nothing after all. How pathetic…

“Move your head!”

Hearing this voice was like a call from heaven. You looked at your left and saw a young man, holding a gun in his hands, running to you.

“I said move!” he shouted, pointing the gun toward the monster.

In a second, you moved your head, closed your eyes and heard the sound of a bullet going through the creature’s head. You finally opened your eyes, and saw something that looked like heaven. Tens of people, men and woman killing those creatures one by one, right in front of your eyes, saving you. How long has it been since you so real people…

“Are you alright?”

You looked up and saw the young man who saved you. He has soft and deep brown eyes, brown hair and a nice and warm skin color, like honey.

“Are you alright, miss?” he repeated.

“Oh, yes…”

“Okay, can you stand up? We have to go. Others are coming…”

As he was helping you to stood up, you felt your head getting heavier, and your eyes closing.

“Hey, stat with us, okay!”

“I think i’m going to…”

And then, total blackout. All you could remember was the sound of the young boy’s voice, telling you to wake up.

…

…

…

You slowly opened your eyes, awaken by the sunrise, softly touching your skin. You were laying on a very comfortable bed, in what looked like a tent to you. You checked around you, still a little sleepy and saw an old lady, showing her back to you.

You tried to stood up, confused and dizzy.

“Where am I…?” you whispered.

“Oh welcome back, sleepy head- No, no, no please young lady, lay down. You must be so tired.”

“Where am I? and? And are you?”

The young lady was about to reply, but someone walked into the tent, loudly. It was the young boy who saved you the other day.

“You’re finally awake!” he said with the happiest smile.

“Don’t scream, Haechan, she’s still weak!”

So, Haechan was his name…

“Sorry miss Lee… I’m so relived she’s okay.”

“Yeah I can see that…”

Miss Lee raised an eyebrow, surprised of the young man reaction. Haechan finally walked to you with a soft smile, and sat on a chair next to your bed.

“Hello, I’m Haechan. Do you remember me? I saved you, the other day!”

“Yeah, I remember. Thank you about that by the way… I thought I was already dead…”

“Well you would be now, if we weren’t here!”

“Yeah, I guess I would…”

A silence took place in the tent. Miss Lee left the two of you alone a while ago, and you didn’t have anything to say to Haechan.

“Anyway hmm… Can you stood up?”

“I guess I can. But Miss Lee said-“

“It’s fine, come with me. I have to show you something. Put some clothes on. We prepared this for you!”

You changed your clothes somewhere no one could see you and came back next to Haechan.

“Where are we going?”

Haechan just smile and opened the tent. At this very moment, as the sun was almost blinding you, what you saw amazed you. Even more than this day when Haechan and his friends saved you.

It was like a little village, with so many people. Nice trees, cute flowers, children playing together innocently, pregnant woman walking around, old man feeding birds, teenagers chatting together…

“Am I dead?” you asked. “Is this heaven?”

Haechan laughed, surprised.

“No it’s not, and you’re perfectly alive. Welcome to the Village! One of the last real town on hearth. We live all by ourself, with agriculture, hunting and stuff… And we can be happier! The village is not that big, though. Everyone knows everyone! That’s pretty cool. Oh, and look here…”

You followed him, but couldn’t really listening to what he was saying. After all these years of survival alone in the woods, you finally discovered civilization. A place where people are happy and where they don’t need to fight all the time to survive…

“And there, it’s a little library-“

“Can I stay here?”

Haechan turned his head and looked at you, surprised. Realizing what you just asked, you blushed, and looked away, embarrassed.

“I mean, I don’t want to be a burned or anything…”

“Of course you can stay! I mean, I wanted to ask you if you wanted to so…

“Really?”

“Of course! You really thought we would leave you all alone in the wild?”

You stared at him for a while, unable to say anything. Your dream was about to come true...

“Thank you so much...” you whispered, feeling your eyes getting wet.

“Hey you don’t have to cry, everything is fine!”

You nodded, laughing and whipping your tears off. You couldn’t believe it. Today was probably the best day of your life.

“I didn’t have time to ask you but... What’s your name?”

“My name is Y/N.”

“Y/N... That’s a pretty name. Well, you probably heard it but my name is Haechan!”

...

...

...

Days passed since Haechan rescued you from hell. You were now living a peaceful life, in a very small (but cute) house next to Haechan’s, in the village. You guys were always together, you were so attached to him, so much that you decided to join the Night Watch with him and some of his friends, so you can be with him a little more...

“Are you going out with Haechan tonight?” asked Jeno, one of Haechan’s bestfriend.

“Yes! We both going into the woods tonight, to see what’s going on there!” you replied with a smile, whilst fixing your gun on your belt.

“You seem pretty exited about it, Y/N...” Jeno laughed a little seeing your red cheeks. “Dont worry, he was as exited as you!”

Jeno winked and left the room, just like that, leaving you blushing and confused. He was actually right; you were so happy to go in the wood by night to face those monsters and all these horrific places... because you just wanted to be with Haechan.

“Y/N, are you ready? It’s our turn already.” Haechan’s cute head penetrated the room, making you blush even more. “Are you okay? You look...red?”

“I am! I’m fine! Let’s go...”

You almost run out of the room, extremely embarrassed, leaving Haechan behind you, confused.

“Okay then...” he said. “Let’s go!”

It was already a very dark night. The moon as your only source of light, and you could have been very scared, but feeling Haechan next to you while you walk into the woods made you feel better.

“So hum...” he finally said while walking next to you, after a silence. “Do you like your new life there?”

“I couldn’t imagine a better way to live to be honest... And it’s manly thanks to you, Haechan. Thank you so much for everything, really. You saved my life.”

Haechan blushed, embarrassed and tried to cover it by playing with his back hair.

“Well I didn’t do much... I mean- I wasn’t alone. I was with Jeno, Jaemin and all the others...”

“Yes but you were the one who killed the creature that was about to eat me.”

“That’s true...”

“So you saved my life.”

“Yeah... apparently...”

The young man was all red and couldn’t meet your eyes. He was so adorable, you couldn’t stop smiling. You came closer to him, get on your tiptoes and put your lips on his cheek, softly, closing your eyes. Surprised, Haechan stopped moving, breathless.

“A little gift for you.” you whispered. Embarrassed, you ran away, leaving your friend behind you, still in shock. Haechan put his hand on his cheek, and suddenly blushed, realizing what just happened.

“I would save her everyday just to have this gift once more...” he whispered to himself.

Tonight was the best night you’ve ever had. No monsters, no fight, nothing but cuteness and... love? You didn’t really know if it was love, but at least, you knew one thing. You wanted to be with Haechan.

Forever.

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[andsmile]

varchie fanfiction masterlist

Hey people! I’ve been getting a lot of anons asking me for recommendations on Archie/Veronica fanfiction and I feel you, the struggle is real - our tag in AO3 is filled with Bughead!centric fanfics that have us as a background pairing. I’ve read some good ones and I’m happy to share, but I’ll also make a sort of… rant kind of thing in this post. Everything (links and rant) is under the cut.

Despite being a little less popular than other ships in the fandom, there are not so many ArchieRonnie fanfics out there because the readers don’t engage enough - myself included. You’ve been engaging with me when I post Lake Michigan and this is definitely fueling me to write more and faster, and I think it’s sad when I see some good fics out there with 1 or 2 comments, and we need to get better on commenting and reviewing them.

And I mean really commenting and reviewing, not only “pls update”, which is nice and all, but it doesn’t… I don’t know, it doesn’t excite us authors so much. When you read a fic, really comment on it, tell the author your favorite parts, ask them questions about the fic and the writer's process, engage (like you’ve been doing with me and LM) and I am sure more authors will pop and more fics will be written. I’m making a commitment to myself to engage more with the fics I’ve read and I hope you can do that too!

Of course, no one needs to feel obligated to review something if they’re not comfortable doing so, but it’s really good for us authors, it makes us produce more and it makes you have more material to read.

Now that I’ve said that, I’ll proceed to the links! 

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The Nice Guy & The Spoiled Rich Girl by AlwaysSpeaksHerMind

A collection of random one-shots centered around my favorite Riverdale pairing OR it’s not really a multi-chapter but it’s a collection of canon compliant-ish and AU one shots that are very beautifully written, I really love this fic.

Devotion by vaarchie

Clearly the Lodges’ extracurriculars skew toward the illegal, but this is the first time Veronica is caught in the backdraft – the first time her life is truly in danger OR an amazing angst-filled fanfic that tells the story of Archie and Veronica trying to survive some real danger involving the Lodges. You will cry. You will love it.

Life has a weird way of getting to the happy ending by Agentbadass

She never planned to encounter Archie Andrews again. She never wanted to see him again. Of course, she runs into him in a club OR Archie is really famous and finds out he has a kid with Veronica, product of a one-night-stand! It's very fun and rom-com like!

an Affair To Remember by Browneyesparker

Archie Andrews meets Veronica Lodge on a cruise, even though they are both engaged to other people, they wind up falling in love OR a new fanfic that has a promising AU plot.

Don't Be Mean by theeternalblue

Veronica never thought meeting Betty's high school friend could change her life so much OR one of my favorite fanfics at the moment, a pregnancy AU and a very light, sweet read.

We've had this day with each other from the very beginning Archikins by BikerChick101

A day in the life and snapshots of my favorite couple on Riverdale, mostly fluff, canon-ish until 2x09 OR a collection of canon compliant-ish one shots, super sweet.

Finding our Way by BikerChick101

Our secret moments, in a crowded room, they've got no idea about me and you OR a secret-Vegas-wedding situation in the middle of a very real Betty/Archie/Veronica triangle. Worth the read.

standstill by Brenxalex

Archie feels as if his life had somehow come to a standstill ever since she had walked away OR sad-boy-Archie-Andrews strikes again and makes you sad with him. Recently discovered this fic, am loving it so far.

Collapsing Couches by temerarius

Seventeen year olds Veronica Lodge and Archie Andrews are facing the biggest challenge they've yet to overcome - Veronica is pregnant OR another pregnancy-AU (seems to be a popular trope in varchie fics) that it’s worth the read.

The Holiday by jinglejanglejones

After two terrible breakups, Betty and Veronica switches homes for the holidays and stumble upon unexpected romances. But what happens when Christmas is over? Can their new found love survive? OR this is both Varchie and Bughead centric, but I had the best time reading this fic, especially the Varchie scenes.

streetlight sun by singsongsung

He senses her before he sees her, feels the air shift in the gymnasium OR this is a two-chapter fic that has stolen my heart forever.

The Blood of Family by James Stryker

FBI agent Archie Andrews goes undercover to bring down a ruthless crime lord but ends up falling in love with his daughter OR nice slow-burn multi-chapter with an interesting plot (on FF.Net)

Make it back to me by explorerundecided

(no summary) OR a fanfic that is so sweet, picking up from 2x06 and slightly canon compliant-ish (on FF.Net)

It's A Mad World by COTT FAN

Just when Veronica thinks she can escape from her past and start a life with Archie, her life takes an unexpected turn when she is kidnapped by someone from her past OR yet anothjer pregnancy-AU with an interesting plot (on FF.net)

Every Minute by ForASecondThereWe'dWon

Expanding on the events of the season one finale, Veronica brings Archie back to her bedroom OR the longest, hottest, multi-chapter smut you’ll ever need (on FF.net)

your soul by vickliebold

Could be more complicated, but it really wasn’t. The girl he loved didn’t feel the same, so he wrote a song about it OR my first Varchie fanfic. Angst, sad times, and what happens when you have another chance with the love of your life.

lake michigan by vickliebold

it would be a tragedy of epic proportions if they had never met OR Archie moves to Chicago and everyone is crazy! My second Varchie fanfic.

Watch it Burn Down by weheartscorose

Archie was supposed to be more than this OR another sad-boy-Archie trying to win his girl back. This fic is a companion to another fic, a Bughead!Centric one, and both are really good. Sexy-times are a must.

Babes in the Woods by MotherMaple

When Archie and Jughead find themselves stranded in a campground, Betty and Veronica offer them a place to crash OR both VA and BH centric, this fic was very fun to read from the start and all the ArchieRonnie parts are... swoon.

bring the sin by sopaloma

three decades. seven people. seven sins OR a character-study fic that pairs a character with a deadly sin. Archie is lust (chapter 01) and Veronica is envy (chapter 05). The whole fic is great - but the Varchie parts are even greater, if that’s possible. It’s definitely one of my favorite Varchie fics ever.

In The Name Of Love by ffxo

Archie's waited four years for a girl to say the L word but she can't OR a fun, dramatic AU where the gang lives in LA and Veronica has deep-seated issues. Definitely worth it!

Extended Riverdale by ffxo

Extended moments of Varchie's journey, all through season 1 of Riverdale OR I really love this fic, it follows canon and explains a lot of it, ffxo does an amazing job portraying stolen VA’s moments! In FF.Net there are more chapters. 

The Greatest of All Time by Brenxalex

She takes his hand and as they glide along the ice OR a popular trope right now - the ice skating AU based on Scott Moir and Tessa Virtue’s story - but with Varchie instead. Definitely well-written and a full course if you’re into the trope!

ONE-SHOTS

will he hold your tiny face in his hands? by boos

Veronica has feelings about Betty, Archie has feelings about Jughead, and neither of them know how to deal with it. So they don't OR I don’t know if this counts as a varchie fanfiction since it’s Beronica/Jarchie as well, but I love their interactions in this, so...

slow dance by JollytheSad

A night of embraces OR smut one-shot without much plot, but we like reading sexy-times!

five times veronica almost had sex and one time she did by temerarius

veronica lodge’s past sexual experiences before archie have all been bad. these are all of them OR trigger-warning for rape and abuse, but it has a sweet outcome, and I loved reading it.

i will take care of you by camimendes

“have you been eating enough?” OR trigger-warning for eating disorders. A fanfic with a theme that is not explored enough.

crawl into my heart, take me apart by singsongsung

She finds him midday on a Wednesday, just after the bell for lunch OR my favorite Varchie one-shot, written by my love @singsongsung just after 2x08 aired. Sad times, cute times.

Basic Needs by ForASecondThereWe'dWon

A belated extension of Archie and Veronica's shower scene from S2E01 OR a detailed description of Varchie’s sexy times in the shower, swoon (on FF.Net)

hold me closer by anonymous_mystery95

All Archie wants is to take her out on a date, a perfect date. Their first date. OR Archie is a gentleman, Veronica wants to have sex, and oh-boy. The smut.

i see your true colours shining through (and that's why i love you) by anonymous_mystery95

Veronica never thought that a chance meeting on the corner of a busy New York street would change her life OR a soulmates!AU that probably is my soulmate, it’s so beautiful.

talk me down by beanie_betty

The one where Archie can’t sleep, Jughead just wants to sleep, and they both freak out about becoming dads OR it’s mostly a Jughead x Archie friendship with a side of ArchieRonnie, but very cute one shot.

Andrews, Party of Six by lodge_andrews 

Or the four times Veronica Andrews goes into labor OR this fic is very sweet and domestic, got me really emotional *-* worth the read for sure.

can't stop this breaking loose by vickliebold

Archie teaches Veronica how to drive OR I wrote this one-shot post-2x16 when Archie got that car and Veronica started driving it!

VARCHIE-CENTRIC AUTHORS

theeternalblue has written a lot of Varchie-centric one shots that are all very good and don’t get enough credit.

vaarchie writes one shots and fic requests on her tumblr and they’re all amazing as well.

raven-dale also writes one shots and fic requests on her tumblr and you should all read them or prompt her.

vcrchiedale writes one shots and fic requests on her tumblr and you should also read them and prompt her.

If you have other recommendations, let me know and I’ll update this post after I’ve read them! My inbox is always open for you guys (:

#varchie fanfiction #fic rec #fic recommendation #fanfiction #riverdale fanfiction #varchie #archieronnie #archie and veronica #archie x veronica #riverdale #archie andrews #veronica lodge #fic masterlist

[araminthe-ispwitch]

hi so i love your writing its amazing i especially love gay highschool romance its my favourite i was wondering if i could have some advice im trying to write a school fic and im not sure how to transition between different characters since theres quite a lot. its in third person if that helps. if you have any other tips for school fics id be happy to hear them :)

WOWOKAY HOLY SHIT IT’S BEEN A WHILE SINCE SOMEONE PRAISED MY KNB FIC

(Alsoshit I have to update OTL)

((butalso wOW??? SOMEONE’S ASKING FOR WRITING ADVICE FROM ME???))

(((Okay,I rambled way too much here with advice when you were just asking aboutcharacter transitions… so uh I’ll just put this under Keep Reading. Anon, yourspecific question is answered on #6. If anyone’s interested in writing tips, feel free to skip some ramblings.)))

Well,okay, actually, The ExaggeratedlyPerilous Journey of a Gay High School Romance or GHSR had been my veryfirst school fic (I can’t count that one DNAngel fic ‘cause the setting washalf-outside of school…) and the one thing I noticed while writing it was that ahuge cast of characters needs to be handled with care, otherwise things cangrow way out of proportion.

Letme give a little more exposition on what happened to me exactly first, so you’llunderstand how important writing this fic had been for me:

GHSRwas my second fic in my entire life. After my DNAngel fic (which I really don’t encourage you guys to readunless you want a cringe-y flashback to your teenage weaboo days), I took along break from writing until KnB came along and inspired me. Now, whathappened in that break was that I got slowly influenced by other writers’styles as I read and read, so once I started creating GHSR, it was oodles morerefined than my first fic.

Butit still had that weaboo factor in it somewhere. I hadn’t practiced in a while,so I haven’t gotten rid of that thing yet.

(Andhere I will admit that my first writing style was really heavily inspired by acertain DNAngel fic author. She had written crackfics and I unfortunately adoptedher habit of using “blunette, blue orbs, teardropped, etc.” Yeah. Are youcringing yet? ‘Cause I am. Still, thanks for inspiring me, lady.)

Now,when I wrote Ch. 1 and 2 of GHSR, I was still using my old style. But as Iwrote chapters 3, 4, and 5—and as my word count climbed higher and higher forevery chapter jesus christ—I finally started to find my own style and startedcorrecting all the cringe-y habits I had before (hence why I had refined Chapter1 a while back). So what I’m saying here,anon, is that that experimental school fic of mine practically made me realize howto properly write a school fic.

(I’msorry this will be a bit longer pls bear with me let’s focus on the advice partnow)

Okay,first of all, if your school fic will be having a huge cast (because you canactually writing a fic set in a school without writing a lot of characters init), it’s best to really know each character’s persona. This is easy since if youread a lot of fanfics about the fandom you’re going to write for, you will havea lot of references on how the character is written by the majority. Forexample, I learned how to write Takao by reading works about him, and then Ijust added my own interpretation of him a bit and viola, I now have a Takao whofits my “everyone goes to one school” AU. It’s amazing because a lot of myreaders tell me Takao is so in-character in my fic, but when you really thinkabout it, his entire character isn’t completely shown in the canon as opposedto Kuroko or Kagami, right? But I managed to write him well enough that heseems natural to the readers because they’ve read other works about him, too—andall because I did my research on how his character works!

Anotherexample for this is when I fucked up Kagami’s character. OTL

Backin GHSR’s Ch. 1, I freely wrote Kagami as this food-loving delinquent who ispretty much down to fight. I was sofucking wrong. Watching the next seasons of KnB, I realized with horrorthat I fudged him up so bad and was really so embarrassed and basically, Iwanted to delete my fic right then and there. He’s a food lover, yeah, but he’snot actually actively looking fortrouble. He’s actually a well-mannered kid who is just skirting close todelinquency due to his looks, but is actually just a huge basketball dork.Those times he gets in trouble with authorities? Not actually his fault becausehe’s a mischievous kid—he’s just really unlucky lmao.

(Andthat is why I rewrote Ch. 1. I didn’t do enough research on him and I felt bad.OTL)

Okay,so basically this first advice is me telling you to read other fanfics and do your research. Major characters arepretty easy since they’re popular. It’s the side/minor ones you have to payattention to if you’re going to make them protagonists like what I did withGHSR, since they’re not fully fleshed out and it’s up to the fans to give themtheir own interpretation (like what I did with Sakurai Ryou). A word ofcaution, though: you have to be carefulin distinguishing canon from fanon during your writing. Fanon tends tooverwhelm the canon when the fandom accepts it more—when in reality, the fanonis inaccurate. I can’t think of an example in KnB, but in Yuri on Ice, OtabekAltin had become an Ensemble Dark Horse character in the anime because of hisconnection to Yuri Plisetsky, one of the major characters. Despite his littlescreen time, he’s now one of the most popular guys in the fandom and because ofhis character profile’s small size, the fans have pretty much supplied itthemselves—which kind of ruined his persona a bit. I’ve seen some fanworkswhere he seemed out of character, and that’s a bit dangerous when you’rewriting. So tread carefully when researching characters through fanworks.

Secondadvice: research school fics by reading school fics. Yep, this oneis pretty simple. Just find a school fic, and if you can’t put it down, keepreading and enjoy. You can come back for serious studying on it. (You can do soon my fic lol.) Even better: find a school fic on the fandom you’re going towrite for! If its style is within your standards, then go ahead and use it as astudy material. You might think I’m telling you to copy it, but oh no, I’m actuallytelling you to let it influence yourknowledge of how school fics work. For example, when I was inspired towrite for DNAngel, I never bothered about the mechanics of how schools incertain countries work—because I thoughtthat all schools in the world worked the same. (I hate teenage me.) It wasonly through spending enough time with anime and fanfics that bothered todescribe the Japanese schools’ inside slipper system that I realized that “oh fuck I’ve been basing Japanese schoolson my country’s schools oH SHIT”. Now, I can get away with that in DNAngel,where the rules and the world are a bit screwy. But I cannot bullshit my way through KnB, an anime that is fucking based in Japan. I, as a writer, amexpected to be responsible enough to research the setting of KnB, which is Japan’s education system. So not only amI telling you to research by reading school fics, I am also telling you toresearch the setting of the story. Chances are, there will be some differencesfrom what you know and what is actually real. And not only the setting, too, butthe culture of the school—not all schools mandate their students to clean theirrooms by themselves, and not all schools freely allow their students to go therestroom (looking at you, America). These are simple things you can look up onGoogle, and if you’re lucky, you’ll come across stuff like this in Tumblr, too.

Thirdadvice: it’s okay to be vague sometimes.There’s no need for you to be specific on a lot of details or even reverentlywrite what happened to a character the whole day. You can skip the time to amore interesting event or just be general about something. Because if you getway too focused on giving out every detail, not only will it bore your readers,it will also bore you and tire you out. Take GHSR, for example. In Ch. 5, thetimeline was from Tuesday to Friday, but despite my overly-long chapter, I didn’tactually write every single day on the story from morning to night. I showedwhat was happening in school in general and skipped to the really important andeventful moments for my characters to give movement to the story. Because I can’tjust put so much interaction if it doesn’t mean anything—that would be pointlessand exhausting. This really helpswhen your school fic has a huge cast, like mine. (In fact, the only reason thefirst few chapters were reverently following each day was because the startingcast was small, but it’ll soon grow and I’ll have to put plenty of time-skips.)

Eventhough what you’re writing is a school fic, you still have a designatedprotagonist, so most of the story revolves around them, hence the need to notdetail every single aspect of their life. It’s only called a school fic becausethat’s their setting.

Fourthadvice: your protagonist doesn’t have totalk to everybody in the room. Imagine Kagami in his classroom in my fic,with Aomine beside him, and Kuroko and Sakurai at the back. And then all theother classmates have been replaced with the cast of KnB—so technically, everyoneknows each other inside that room. Now, just because Kagami knows everyonedoesn’t mean he’s entitled to chat all of them up—nor are you entitled to forcehim to. Some writers (most especially those starting out, as I saw this yearsago, but hopefully, this generation has learned) think they have to forceinteractions for everybody so it won’t be boring, but actually, that would besuch a tedious process. You have to think about this realistically, even thoughit’s fiction. Even the most social butterfly in KnB would get tired if theyhold conversations with everyone in the span of a certain period of time. Thepurpose of a school fic is to emulate a school setting, and you don’t reallysee everyone interacting with each other, right? That would be chaos. Let therebe peace—in intervals. For example, when Misdirection was having their firstpractice in GHSR back in Ch. 4, everyone knew each other in the clubroom, but Ididn’t write them all talking to each other. Aomine and Midorima were isolatedfrom the rest and hadn’t talked to the others unless necessary. So unless your character wants to interact with someone specifically, it’sokay to just let them be silent.

Fifthadvice: DON’T PHYSICALLY DESCRIBE YOURCHARACTERS WHEN YOU’RE WRITING IN THEIR PERSPECTIVE.JUST DON’T. There’s this post I’ve found in Tumblr  (which I urge you to read) after finishing Chapter5, where it’s a bit demeaning to refer to the character you’re using with blandtitles/epithets like “the blonde” or “the male”, as if that was the only thing going for them. I admitted that it is, but at the same time, I gottause this style sometimes becausethere will always be scenes where several characters are all altogether. InGHSR, I can’t help but refer to Hyuga as the “bespectacled one” because thereare other black-haired upperclassmen besides him. Even with Kagami and Akashi—Ihave to distinguish the two. It helps that you describe their other features,but giving them titles like the ones above can be a bit too much if there’s noone else in the area that has the same description, ya know? So I propose this:

Don’tdo this:

The black-haired and blue-eyed kickboxer stared at the mop of blondehair he could see outside the gates and sighed.

Do this:

The kickboxer stared at the mop of blonde hair he could see outsidethe gates and sighed.      

“ButAra!” you say, with shocked eyes, “isn’t the first one your style? That line wasin the beginning of Chapter 5!”

Yes,it is. But you know what else? I wrote that line over two fucking years ago. I posted the chapter over a year ago and I didn’t edit that lineout. But over the course of a year, my style concerning this naming thing haschanged, and now I am actively trying to lessen that kind of thing in my works.I didn’t have to remind my readers that Kasamatsu Yukio had black hair and blueeyes. That was just my ego talking,being fancy as I add the descriptions to his title. That whole thing wasone of the very habits I’ve retained from my DNAngel days—and I fucking hate it actually so please don’t emulate me and just keepyour character’s self-perspective simple. Please.

Okay,sixth advice (and the last one for now because this has become too long): transitioning between characters inthird-person perspective is easy as long as you keep things SIMPLE. Sobasically, you just have to apply the simplicity above when leaping from onecharacter to another! It’s actually pretty easy when it involves dialogue:

Sakurai chuckled nervously at the answer. “I-I’m sure they canimprove, Sensei.”

“Oh, I’m hoping for it. Otherwise, we’ll all be in trouble,” said Kogawith an aggravated sigh.

“Maybe if you didn’t suspend us, we wouldn’t be struggling right now,”muttered Aomine, glancing sideways at the door.

See?For every line of dialogue, there was a corresponding character assigned to it.Dialogue tags and extra exposition helps.

Onthe other hand, for internal narration:

As much as Kise wanted to see Kasamatsu as soon as possible, hedecided to hold back since it was obvious his best friend needed a companion—anotion that Midorima rejected almost immediately, of course. Shintarou didn’tneed anyone tagging along with him as he switched from one department toanother. And he most definitely didn’t need Kise Ryouta pestering him withquestions about Takao.

Seehow in the first half, the narration was in Kise’s third-person POV, and thenon the other half, it’s Midorima’s? As long as you’re referring to who is thinkingat the moment and showing the readers whose mind it is you’re narrating,everything will be fine.

Thisalso works with dialogue-to-narration:

“You four are already in an agreement, correct?” he askedmatter-of-factly. The four high-schoolers paused at his words, staring at himin surprise and bubbling dread. There was something about the way the lightglinted off the math teacher’s glasses that warned them to be cautious, and sothey reluctantly nodded.

Thefirst sentence was in Koga-sensei’s POV, then the rest was showing what Kagami,Aomine, Kuroko, and Sakurai were experiencing.

Justkeep things simple. The best tip I can offer here is “if you’re gettingconfused by the transitions yourself,then chances are, your readers will be, too.”

Soagain:

1)Study your characters’ personas.

2)Research by finding similar works.

3)Being vague in storytelling is alright sometimes.

4)Social interaction with each character in a large group isn’t a must.

5)Don’t dump descriptions on your character all the time. (Unless you’re writingcomedy, but that’s for another lesson.)

6)Keep things simple so character transitions aren’t confusing or jarring.

That’sall I can think of for now. If you still have specific questions, don’t beafraid to message me! Honestly, though? Just keep on experimenting andpracticing with your writing. Read fanfics and do your research. That phasebetween DNAngel and KnB was my dominant experimental phase and actually, I’mstill improving and refining my own style, which you’ll notice if you check outmy new fics. Go and find your own style, too! :)

#writing #writing advice #writing tips #Kuroko no Basuke #KnB #Ara's being weird again #shut up Ara #my god have i ever talked to you through the reviews before? #it's been so long #Ch. 6 is delayed so badly i know... #Anonymous #Ara gets asked

[valeriianz]

Ok so here is the prompt. It was actually inspired by holyhairbrush's art where Coliver are drinking their Starbucks coffee with wrong spelling and it got me thinking about the journey of Coliver as seen by barista of a shop they visit regularly, all their highs and lows, etc.

*arrives to the prompt 6 months late with Starbucks* pls don’t hate me, anon lol. the art they’re talking about is this by @holyhairbrush. i didn’t write this particular scene but i hope you’re happy with this fluff fest! it’s canon but without murder.

Inside the confines of Daily PlanetCoffee, Christmas lights hang from the windows, tall leafy plantshang out in corners, and boards filled with posters and businesscards line the back walls. It’s a moderately sized establishment,local, usually housing college kids or young adults using the freeWi-Fi to get some work done.

The cafe has it’s regulars, of course.Most very friendly and chatty, some just ordering the same drinkwithout much conversation, and leaving as soon as they had theircoffee.

Connor was one of these regulars.

He was a student, or so the employeesof Daily Planet could figure out with the limited chit-chat theymanaged to squeeze out of the handsome customer. He went toMiddleton, was an intern to an overworking, seemingly asshole lawyer(but was still brilliant), and on the weekends would come indisheveled and dirty, like he’d just run a marathon… or he wascoming back from a one-night stand…

Not that employees were any to assume,but when you worked with the same people for months and months,gossip was just a normal, unavoidable thing. And Connor was one oftheir favorite topics of discussion.

One day a new guy came in, dressed likehe worked a boring 9-5 job; grey suit with a blue tie, and HarryPotter glasses. He was in front of Connor in line, and the baristasexchanged knowing looks at the way Connor unashamedly stared at thisguy’s ass the entire time he placed an order.

Then the glasses guy took a seat,taking out a laptop and settling in with his iced coffee. Connorbought the soup of the day (which shocked everyone behind thecounter, Connor always just got a drink and left), and took it overto have a seat right next to the guy.

The workers couldn’t hear what wasgoing on (and couldn’t openly stare, so they took shifts peeking overat the men), but in time Connor had managed to initiate conversationwith the computer guy, flipping on a smirk that had the femaleworkers swoon (and one guy drop the drink he was making).

Connor had smiled plenty of timesduring the months of occasionally visiting the cafe, but it wasalways casual, polite, whatever. Never intentional, neverprovocative. The glasses guy seemed to have a reaction similarto the employees, fidgeting, laughing nervously, averting his eyesshyly. It was adorable.

After that, the employees at DailyPlanet secretly hoped they would become a thing. They would getexcited whenever one of the men would come in, hoping the other wouldjoin them… and here’s the thing: they always did.

The glasses guy’s (Oliver, a cashierhad taken the liberty to take a quick peek at his credit card beforeswiping it) rare, sporadic visits became more and more regular as theweeks went by. If the baristas could determine anything from thesevisits it was that they weren’t planned.

If Connor arrived first, he would getantsy. He didn’t like waiting, and would force himself to pass thetime by playing on his phone or looking at the bulletin boards.Connor would always give up and leave faster than Oliver, probablyembarrassed.

If Oliver arrived first, he would sitand look hopeful, trying to casually play it off like he wasn’tlooking at the door every time it opened. Sometimes Connor wouldarrive, but it’d be late (not usual in his typical schedule; Connoralways arrived in the mornings), right as Oliver was packing up witha dejected frown.

Then Connor would burst through thedoor, scanning the dark cafe and spotting Oliver, but pretending hedidn’t notice him and waltz up to the counter, placing an order. Thenwhen he had his drink, Connor would turn around, find Oliver, andplay it up like he hadn’t just come to the cafe hoping to see him.

Then it finally happened: One dayOliver and Connor arrived to the cafe together. In the morning. Thebaristas had to calm each other down in their excitement. Oliver wasdressed casually, jeans and a T-shirt with a jacket, and Connor hadhis usual “I just had sex” face on.

And he was standing very close toOliver, a finger around his belt loop, while the prior ordered twocoffees. The workers who had initially witnessed Connor and Oliver’smeeting were the most enthused, biting down grins and keeping theirmouths shut until Oliver paid for both of their orders.

The workers wondered if this would beanother one-time thing for Connor. They had never seen the young manbring his conquests in here, but they knew of them by Connor’s earlymorning appearance, a few hints dropped while the cashier would makeboring, amiable small talk, and once when a guy stormed in afterConnor demanding where he went. Connor had grinned like a smugasshole while the manager had the yelling man escorted from thebuilding.

Judging by the way both men wouldalways come in together, or meet up at the cafe (not to mention theradiant smiles they would throw each other, Connor appearing muchmore relaxed and happy in Oliver’s presence), the baristas could onlyassume Connor had met his match, and was holding on to him.

Weeks of the couple’s visits to thecoffee shop turned to months, which stretched out into a year. Somebaristas left and new ones were hired during this time frame, butthose who stuck around, who could say they watched this budding,insecure affection form from the beginning, bloom into romance andlove, were eager to fill in the new workers.

Connor and Oliver planned dates there,watching the local bands take the stage before leaving right atclosing time, hand in hand. They worked there together, sittingacross from each other at the same table, textbook and laptop infront of their respective owners (shoes touching underneath thetable). A few times, only a few in the past year, one would comewithout the other, emotionally drained and visibly upset. They’d beenfighting, or so the cashier could discern from vague small talk withOliver.

That only happened during the earlystages of their relationship, because they were never separated againafterwards.

Two years later and Connor and Oliver’svisits dwindled down, becoming nearly non-exsistant. It bummed theveteran baristas out, but regulars came and went, it wasn’t unusual.

Three years later and the long-timemanager received a phone call from an Oliver Hampton, he wanted towarn the cafe that he planned on bringing a small party with himaround 3pm on Saturday to celebrate his boyfriend’s graduation. Themanager was more than happy to allow it, the poetry slam that hadbeen scheduled for that night had been canceled anyway.

Then a couple hours after that, anothercall came in, this time from a Connor Walsh. He was reserving a tableat the coffee shop, around 3pm on Saturday, which was very unusual…you don’t make reservations at a cafe. But then:

“I’m proposing to my boyfriend,”Connor sounded like he was smiling, his voice high and excitable. “Wemet at Daily Planet three years ago and your shop has always been ourplace so… everything has to be perfect.”

The manager worked out a time framewith Connor, her own nerves singing for them. She didn’t tell thestaff what was happening; she wanted them to be just as elated andsurprised as the two men who were meant to be together forever.

Once it finally happened, and Oliversaid yes (of course) everyone in the establishment whooped andhollered in celebration. After sliding the simple silver band overOliver’s left ring finger, Connor pulled him in for a kiss, both ofthem smiling through it, hands gripping each other like they’d neverlet go.

Further into the future, polaroids fromthat night remained tacked up on the bulletin board, remindingpatrons and employees alike, that love can be found anywhere.

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