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#is kinda funny how I started the appointment talking about serious stuff then ended with my hopeful webcomic and owl casa.
thebuttsmcgee · 3 years
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Dear lord, I watched some bits of that video where stan lee was criticizing todd mcfarlane and rob liefield on making a character and GOD. I would seriously consider giving up everything if I got called out immediately on shit like that.
#I like to think that while Mr. Stan Lee is responsible for so many great things he was not without faults.#If I recall correctly he wanted Spides to be a galaxy wandering hero but I think due to Mr. Ditko he stayed as a friendly neighborhood hero#that being said he made INCREDIBLE points during the video. A character is more than their objective and in order to feel for a character#we need to know how they feel how they act how much of a person they are.#granted I personally dont think characters NEED to be relatable to be enjoyable or thoughtful but it helps.#hell even with my own err. ideas. Im trying to make a relatable character in the sense that shit thats happened may never go away for you#but learning to live with that fact and trying to do better is good. or something along those lines.#also that family isnt related blood. and some other stuff#it sounds like shit when I describe it uGHHHHH#anyways hiya everyone Im so fuckin tired.#counseling went good I spose. I. I actually talked about owl casa near the end and I felt so nervous#cuz ya know almost everyone here is homophobic and if they caught wind I like a show thats openly lgbt#theyd start assuming I myself am lgbt (which ya know. yea.) and then Id probly get kicked out or disowned.#or have to hear them talk behind my back like Im some sorta freak. so basically the same but a bit more hurtful.#is kinda funny how I started the appointment talking about serious stuff then ended with my hopeful webcomic and owl casa.#so is been day. we did get milk so thats really nice. uhh. also ate some spaghetti microwaved. man Im tired.#hopefully yall have been well tho!#the butts chronicles
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itsonlydana · 3 years
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hi!! i absolutely love ur writing and i was wondering if i could request a platonic jschlatt x reader maybe where the reader is his younger sister or sibling (whatever u like) and they bring home a boyfriend and schlatt is all protective and stuff especially if the boyfriend was mean or something (ik it’s kinda cheesy but i feel like schlatt would be a great older brother)
"Your new boyfriend is an asshole" ➷jschlatt
♬brother - mighty oaks
➛ pairing: cc!jschlatt x fem!reader (platonic/family dynamic)
➛ tags/warning: none, fluff, shitty bf
➛ a/n: i totally see schlatt as the protective older brother and its not cheesy at all :D its something i never wrote before so i hope you like it! :) about the song: its a german band i was supposed to see live in the beginning of this summer but they had to cancel. I really love their music
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"Please, it's gonna be fine"
"What if he-"
"Marc, he won't do anything!", you repeated, this time a little sharper, so that your boyfriend wouldn't get the idea of saying "but what if" again.
"What if" had become his two favorite words since you suggested to visit your brother Schlatt and had dampened your anticipation of seeing Schlatt again a bit. You used to meet up regularly, he had always made time in his calendar and also rescheduled appointments when you dropped by at short notice, but the last few months the contact had been sporadic, mostly because of your new relationship with Marc.
But now you had finally been able to make time to visit Schlatt.
"But (y/n)-," Marc started again when the door opened in front of you and you only managed to give your boyfriend a warning look before you were pulled into a hug by Schlatt.
"Heyy kiddo!" Schlatt pressed a kiss to your hairline as you melted into his embrace, breathing in the scent of his sweater he had pressed you into. A laugh escaped you as he took your face in his hands and shifted it back and forth before nodding. "You still look twelve," he noted, and you punched him gently in the side.
"You look like one of those men on magazines who give other men shitty inspirations for life," you laughed, pointing to his hair tied up in a man bun and then to his workout pants and red sweater "and on the bottom like the unemployed retiree next door."
Schlatt looked down at himself, clicking his tongue indignantly. "I wouldn't call myself unemployed, I earned our dinner for today with my hard work." He ran his hand through your hair before his gaze fell on Marc, who had been standing quietly behind you and now held out his hand stiffly.
With a grin Schlatt shook his hand, apparently a little harder, because Marc contorted his face painfully but wanted to keep smiling and it ended in a generally very funny grimace.
"So you're Marco.", Schlatt spoke down to him, deliberately with a matter-of-factness at the wrong name and you knew the afternoon wouldn't be an easy one.
After a request from you to be nicer to Marc, Schlatt managed to hold back on his jokes, instead, it was Marc who had a completely different way about him.
He ignored you completely, glued to Schlatt and pestered him with questions about his channel, his friends, his podcast, any conversation you wanted to start he immediately interrupted with harsh words that made you sink in your chair. Marc had never really raised his voice to you or ever treated you other than well, yet he made sure that you couldn't even tell a single thing.
The fact that you were becoming more and more introverted and losing your appetite was not lost on Schlatt, who sat across from you and tightened his jaw every time Marc talked you down and treated you like a little kid interrupting the adults having a serious conversation.
The last straw was when Marc made a joke about how annoying you could get when you wanted attention and asked if you had always been this way.
The question had just left Marc's mouth when Schlatt dropped his cutlery clattering on the table, pushing his chair back in a loud manner. You looked at him questioningly, but he just stared emotionlessly at Marc next to you.
"I think it's better if you leave," he spoke in a calm voice and your eyes shot open in wonder. Marc turned from Schlatt to you, but you dodge his gaze. "I'm serious you asshole, you don't deserve to be with my sister a moment longer if all you wanted was to get to know me and disrespect her," Schlatt added, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"Marc, go.", you ordered the young man, who was suddenly more of a stranger to you than when you had met him, or perhaps you had never really known him at all.
There was childish defiance in his face as Marc got up from his chair and stood up in front of Schlatt.
Stood up wasn't really the truth, Schlatt was clearly taller and with his folded arms and pissed off expression Marc just looked pathetic, any attraction to him was gone.
No sooner had the door slammed shut behind your now ex-boyfriend, slammed shut by Marc himself, because neither of you had bothered to accompany him into the hallway, you had gotten up and dropped onto Schlatt's couch, a pillow pressed in front of your stomach as you stared disappointedly into nothing.
Without saying a word, Schlatt sat down next to you, putting an arm around you so you could hide your face in the crook of his neck like you used to do when you were kids and when the world became sometimes too much. Gently he began to stroke through your hair, untangling little knots that had been created by playing with the ends of your hair.
"I should have realized right away that he was a fan," you sighed, less disappointed that you were now single, but more disappointed that you had missed so much time with Schlatt because of this guy.
"Kiddo, it wasn't your fault, people like that are good at hiding their real motives. He was an asshole, I'm sorry.", he comforted you and stroked your hair out of your face.
You looked to him, lips pressed together but the corners of your mouth twitched into a grin.
"How much did you enjoy kicking him out of your house?" you asked him, and he laughed, wrapping his arms tighter around you and dropping onto his back, pulling you with him.
"It's the coolest thing I've ever done."
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depressedacadamia · 3 years
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I couldn’t tell!
Word count: 2.1K
Summary: Solangelo one-shot! It started when a Will bought Nico the wrong coloured clothes.
Warnings: Nothing much, just some kissing at the end and solangelo being dorks.
A/N: okay, so this picture does not make sense now but once you finish reading this, it will. This was based off of this post so thanks for @didnt-want-to-be-a-halfblood for the inspiration. I meant to say that Will has tritanomaly not tritanopia- tritanomaly is a kind of blue/yellow colour blindness. I hope yall enjoy and make sure you comment, like, reblog and all that jazz. <3 from moi!
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“Uh, Will- I asked for navy, not… camo green?” Nico raised the t-shirt in front of him, his nose wrinkled as if the colour offended him in any way. Now that Nico thought about it, most of the clothes in the shopping bag were a similar colour, looking as if Will was trying to send him off to the army.
“What are you talking about?” Will whipped his head towards Nico, his blond hair following him. Nico pointed to the vast sea of green covering his bed- almost all the clothes were green and there were even some yellow ones in there.
“The clothes, they’re all the wrong colour?” Nico repeated. Cabin 13, for once, was brightly lit, so Nico could prove his point that his clothes were the wrong colour. Camo green jackets, yellow bracelets and nail polishes and only a few navy t-shirts.
“You asked me for some navy stuff,” Will spoke slowly before picking the camo green jacket. “This is navy, just like you asked.”
Nico couldn’t tell if he was meant to laugh or scoff at the statement. Was this a prank? Surely Travis and Conner were right around the corner with a camera filming the entire thing. Perhaps Will was working alone and this was supposed to be some initiation for his birthday- after all, it was right around the corner.
“Will, everything here is green…” Nico picked up the yellow bracelet. “And this is yellow.”
Will’s face bore true and utter confusion. The jacket was navy, just like Nico wanted. He had bought the red bracelet and nail polish for Nico because he thought he could do with some colour and since he refused to wear any clothing of colour, he thought perhaps some red nails would give him a fun look. Will couldn’t see Nico’s problem- it wasn’t like he had bought neon green eyeliner.
“No. It’s not. That’s red,” Will said, his voice on the verge of confusion.
“This is yellow,” Nico’s voice wobbled, also on the verge of laughter. He shook the bracelet in Will’s face. “Will, you dork, stop it with the jokes. It’s yellow.”
Will frowned, his eyebrows creasing and eyes quinting hard at the object. He looked at the clothes strewn across Nico’s bed. What was Nico talking about?
“Nico, I’m not joking- are you sure your lack of sleep hasn’t finally caught up to you?”
“Are you insinuating that my lack of sleep will one day catch up to me?”
“I’m insinuating that your lack of sleep may have altered the way you see things.”
“Are you calling me blind?” Nico’s voice echoed with mock outrage.
“I’m calling you colour blind,” Will pointed to the masses of clothes, accessories and makeup across Nico’s room. Nico raised his eyebrow at the statement. His room was quite monotonous- black covering almost every inch of the walls- the only streams of colour peeking through being the white duvet sheets, the mirror hanging on his wall and Will’s terrible fashion sense. Will may have been cute but boy did he not know how to dress. From his bright orange Camp Half Blood t-shirt to his green zip up hoodie he was wearing. But Nico didn’t care- Nico thought Will looked cute in his clothes.
On the Night of Halloween.
“Will, where is the hair dye you were talking about?” Piper yelled as she went through his belongings, trying to find the box of platinum blond hair dye that Will had been telling her about earlier. He was planning on being Draco Malfoy, because Nico told he couldn’t pull it off, besides- Will had always appreciated snakes; something about the elegant way snakes would move always captured his eye.
“Uh, it should be in the shopping bag!” He called out as he scrambled about to check the time. Piper shoved her hand in the bag, rummaging around until her fingers glided across a box like shape. She pulled it out and immediately frowned at the box.
“Uh.. Will, this is strawberry blonde?” Piper asked questiongly as she looked at the colour of the hair dye label.
“What! No, no, I could have sworn I got platinum blond, I even looked at the little box which shows the hair colour!” Will began to panic as he turned towards Piper.
“Sorry Will, but this is definitely strawberry blonde. Kinda looks red-ish to me.”
Will reached his hand out to Piper, indicating he wanted to check the box. Shrugging her shoulders, Piper handed it over. Surely, Piper was joking? This would be some funny and long elaborate prank that she was playing on him. As he looked at the colour of the label, he sighed in relief- he was right; he had gotten platinum blond.
“Ha ha Piper, very funny,” Will’s sarcastic drawl took her by surprise and just as she was going to point out that she wasn’t joking, the door clicked open and Nico walked in.
“Where have you two been all day?” Nico asked, his voice suspicious- he was not about to dress up for halloween.
“Preparing.” Will stated bluntly. He took a look at Nico’s confused face before adding. “For the Halloween party.”
Nico groaned and threw his head back. “Of course you were, dorks.”
“Says you,” Will muttered as he started unboxing the hair dye in his hands.
“You’re dying your hair?” Nico said, his voice shocked and slightly bewildered. Will knew how much Nico loved his hair. Nico always compared his blond curls to the sun. How whenever Will would glow, Nico would enjoy basking in the warmth his curls provided as well as his golden skin; the freckles on his skin would stand out and make Nico want to kiss his face even more.
“It’s only temporary and it’s just platinum blond.” Will shrugged as he eyed the contents.
“Will, you’re going to look like Octavian if you dye your hair platinum blond,” Nico complained slightly. Piper nodded with her eyes slightly widening. Will stopped, confused and turned around.
“What do you mean I will look like Octavian if I dye my hair platinum? Octavian had red hair,” Will said incredulously as if it were the most obvious thing ever. Piper and Nico froze, their eyes almost bulging out of their heads as they struggled to contain their laughter. While Nico and Piper obviously respected the dead (Well Nico didn’t always respect them but he fed them happy meals and that's what truly mattered), the idea of Octavian sporting red hair was enough to make them crack up.
“What?” Will asked, his voice innocent and his nose scrunching up.
“Octavian had blond hair- Like Jason’s blond hair!” Piper cried.
“No. Octavian’s hair was red. Jason’s hair is red!”
“Will, what colour do you think your hair is?” Nico asked, his face suddenly very serious.
Will struggled on that question. “Uh.. it’s strawberry. It’s strawberry blonde, kinda ginger sometimes, right?”
Nico lost his composure and fell back, laughing so hard, he could have sworn his ribs were breaking. Will was colour blind and he had no idea as well!
“Sunshine, have you ever considered that you’re colour blind?
“Nico what are you on about?”
“Remember when you bought me green clothes instead of navy? And you said you bought me red nail polish but it was actually yellow?” Nico recalled, his hands resting on his hips, making contact with the sword that was practically glued to his side.
Will did indeed remember these circumstances as it wasn’t the first time someone had called out his lack of knowledge when it came to colours. He had always suspected something to be up with his sight but he would forget to book an appointment and other times, he just was not bothered enough. He had never thought his colour issue had been a big problem.
“I guess that’s happened more than once… anyway, I don’t see why you’re complaining. You’re wearing the bracelet and nail polish right now!” Will argued.
Nico snatched his hands away from view. “Those are not for your eyes, Piper,” he snapped as she turned her eyes to Nico’s hands where the sunflower yellow nail polish along with the yellow bracelet (that indeed had sunflower and sun beads on it) resided.
After plenty of arguing, trick or treating and continuous laughing at the fact that Will thought his hair was red (Nico refused to get over it as he believed Will’s blond hair to be his most prominent feature and the very idea of it being red was ridiculous to him), Will and Nico were resting in Cabin 13, where several candy wrappers were strewn across the room.
Will was sitting on Nico’s bed while Nico sat on the floor below him, in between the gap in his legs. Will was leaning over Nico’s shoulder as he showed him more mythomagic cards. Out of nowhere, Nico reached his arm up, weaved his fingers into Will’s golden locks and pulled. Hard.
“Ouch, jee- no need to pull so hard,” Will tutted as he started to glow. The tug on his head started out as a little joke- Nico had once called Will his personal night light and Will, in return, had said that Nico could tug on his head and he would turn on like a lamp. Will never thought that Nico would actually take him seriously.
Will’s skin was gorgeous, warm and glowy. He remembered once when Will had asked him ‘Why does everyone want to be compared to the sun? People should compare others to the moon because all I do is squint at the sun angrily’ .
At the time, Nico had found it funny- considering Will was a child of Apollo. But as time grew, Nico kept on thinking about the statement and he decided that the beauty of the sun sometimes is overwhelming and yet when it is missing, the entire world falls to despair and depression. It glows and basks everyone in their light and when they’re away people complain. That is what Nico would see about Will- why Will was his personal little sun.
“Wait, Will- does that mean when you glow, you think you’re red?” Nico asked all of a sudden, the intonation in his voice raising like a child.
Will groaned and nodded, embarrassed and annoyed.
“I’m sorry, okay! I couldn’t tell!”
Nico turned his face so he could see Will and sat up on his knees so their heads were at the same level. His lips were so close that his breath tickled Will’s lips and he could practically smell the caramel on his breath. Their lips closed together softly and Will sighed into the kiss, one of his hands moving to cup Nico’s cheek and the other to support his back. He pulled Nico deeper into the kiss, their lips moving passionately against one another. Will’s lips were warm, comforting and tasted like the caramel apple he had eaten earlier. Nico’s hands moved against Will’s face and Nico slowly pulled away from the kiss and started planting small butterfly kisses across Will’s face.
Every freckle, every feature, every inch of skin was blessed under Nico’s soft lips, muttering italian words that Will could only imagine the meaning of. Nico’s touch had no possible words to describe it because Will knew no words in english that could describe the magnitude, beauty and divine power his kisses held. No angel could resist the temptation of sin when Nico was the sinner- his onyx eyes so terrifying and yet so beautiful- he felt like he was looking at shattered glass, glass that had cut oneself over and over again; but the way Nico kissed Will made him believe that even if the glass cut him a thousand times, the way Nico kissed him would heal every wound.
The soft hands that cradled Will’s face now were the hands that had caused the death of too many to name. The fingers that grasped the sword and directed such a powerful force of rage now stroked Will’s face softly, holding him. Nico’s aura of pure terror and fear held a bewitching aura- an alluring aura- completely irresistible and filled with desire. He wore the scent of blood and death as if it were his perfume and his eyes so heavenly and yet so shattered, it made Will wonder how anything good can exist without being broken.
“You know I still love you..” Nico muttered. Somehow during the kiss, Nico had climbed up and was now straddling his boyfriend. Will looked up at him in awe. He had no words. He had nothing to say, he was too stunned by the divinity of Nico. So all he did was nod.
“...Even if you do think your hair is red,” Nico added, his lips curling into a smirk. Will threw his head back and groaned. The rest of the night was filled with the echoes of Nico’s laughter.
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karasunology · 4 years
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⸙ ˚₊ ➷ IWAIZUMI HAJIME BEING A DAD HEADCANONS! ❞
✎ . . . Herrroooo! 👋🏽 May I request a Baby daddy head canon (The “as dads” head canons lol) please? For Iwaizumi and Nishinoya please and thank you 💞 Love your writing too!!!
❝ ― submitted by @ nonnie <3 ❞
✎ . . . jae idk whether anyone has requested this but is it okay if i request for some iwaizumi and ushi dad HCs 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 ur HCs make me SO soft and tbh i just wanna live in ur imaginations 😢💞
❝ ― submitted by @b0kuto <3 ❞
✎ . . . since you did oikawa as a dad, what about my boyfie iwachann?? and maybe how their kids will interact with each other, thank you if you ever consider💛
❝ ― submitted by @ nonnie <3 ❞
-ˏˋ ➶ character(s) ━ iwaizumi hajime <3
[ trigger warnings ━ slight manga spoilers !! ]
✎ . . . DAD HEADCANONS.
[ SUGAWARA KOUSHI & OIKAWA VERSION. ] [ BOKUTO KOUTARO VERSION. ] [ MIYA ATSUMU VERSION. ] [ KUROO TETSUROU & KOZUME KENMA HEADCANONS. ]
-ˏˋ playing soleil's tape ˊˎ-
[ 📼 ] . . . happy 900 followers and happy birthday lizzie !! @kaidasen , i have two other iwaizumi hcs in my inbox and one being another dad req but not just general hcs and phew i'm tired
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IWAIZUMI HAJIME.
➜ i'm not a s*mp but,,,
➜ i would glady offer him my hand in marraige
➜ you two weren't quick to settle down, since the both of you have been busy with your own jobs especially then, trying to survive a comitted long-distance relationship
➜ but now that it has been almost a year since you two got married, hajime knew he wanted to start a family with you
➜ and when i tell you that if MANS EVER EVEN THOUGHT of having children WITH YOU, you're in it for a long long run my love
➜ listen ─ iwa is a rational and decisive man, stubborn too, but overall thinks first before bringing these types lf serious stuff with you
➜ knowing that once you agree, mans will not be able to hold back anymore
➜ it was quite funny actually, since it has been a running joke between you two with your baby fever phase in high school that you soon grew out of when you attended collage.
➜ iwa used to relentlessly tease tf out of you but even then, he couldn't help but be the one that you want to have a child with
➜ now all the left over pride he has vanished away while he looks like a CLOWN as he nervously asked you about starting a family with him
➜ emodiment of👉👈😳🥺
➜ because now it was YOUR turn to tease tf out of him, payback bitch
➜ iwa : what if we . . start a family?? 😳👉👈 haha i'm joking . . . unless??
➜ you : it's funny how bitches turned into my fans💅💸
“ wow how the turn tables ”
“ baby girl, i don't think that's how it ─ ”
“ ─ aha simp ”
➜ but regardless, you immediately agreed to his offer and you BET that iwa would give you payback for all the teasing you have done in the bedroom
➜ ok bet fill me up to the brim sir
➜ okay um chile ,, i have to keep reminding of myself that this is a family friendly show
➜ he may be a little busy with work sometimes, but he'll always try to have time to go with you on your baby check ups and appointments which, he, actually booked the second you told him you were pregnant
➜ but whenever he doesn't, he would always be a lot more affectionate whenever he goes home to see you and would hear how you talk about updates from the doctor as he just RUBS YOUR TUMMY as he apologizes for not coming with you😭
➜ when you gave birth to a beautiful hanako, iwa couldn't help but cry because wow??YOU ARE SO WONDERFUL AND HE IS SO PROUD TO HAVE YOU AS HIS WIFE, AND YOU GAVE HIM THIS LOVELY MASTERPIECE OKAY AIGHT
➜ hajime didn't really care about gender now, but before he actually wanted a son, but as i said now, all his mind was just about you and your daughter ─ his precious girls
➜ besides, he has all the time in the world to make a son with you or two
➜ hanako, no matter how sweet she could be ─ she is lowkey a little shit too
➜ prefers hajime over you but would LOVE to rile him up and make it seem that she prefers you over him
➜ he would be a strict father, but such a softie for his daughter that he forgets why he even was mad when your daughter pulls up with THE TRUMP CARD with the same puppy eyes you always used on him
➜ like mans was already a goner but aight
➜ gets FLUSTERED AND EMBARESSED whenever hanako wants him to play with her with her dolls and he also has to act out with her lmao, but we all know she was doing it on purpose
➜ your daughter is a   s a d i s t
➜ makes her dad watch all the OLD barbie movies because she doesn't👏like👏the👏new👏ones👏
➜ periodt 😡💅
➜ has grown to LOVE the thought of being a princess AND HAJIME CALLS HER PRINCESS ALL THE TIME AHH
“ but daddy i'm a princess !! of course i need a prince ” hanako pouted as iwaizumi's tick mark just grew with the thought of his daughter having another boy in her life other than him ( and oikawa & perhaps future brothers😳 )
“ why would you need a prince when you already have your knight in shinning armor here, ” he gestured vigorously to himself with his hands moving up and down from his head to toe
“ oh yeah! i guess i'm okay with that ” your daughter giggled before calling out to you as she saw you coming into her line of sight, reaching her hands out for you to carry her
➜ and by the time you have her in your arms, she would always nuzzle her little head onto your neck, but this time, before he could, she looked back at her father ─ but this time with a mischievous glint
“ ─ for now ” she smiled cheekily before tugging you to head over to kitchen because one, she wants to get away from her father's intense aura emitting from him, and two, she was hungry
➜ as you can see, bb girl loves to rile up her father, but as i said, iwa could never stay mad for too long
➜ would, yes, kinda yell at his kids, but would NEVER EVER hit them
➜ would kinda BONK🔨💥 them but not the childhood traumatizing methods
➜ he has strong beliefs that hitting children are a no-go, because it would probably affect them in the future, and there are other, better and appropriate ways to handle them without leaving them in child trauma
➜ since argentina is close to california where you and iwa have settled down, you bet that oikawa BEGGED them to have a small little reunion atleast every other three months LMAO
➜ and when you gave birth to your son, hayato, oikawa's offer did not STOP, and when oikawa finally had the time to visit you guys with his family ─ it was chaotic.
➜ first of, hanako is so mean to oikawa for some reason but she also kinda likes him too?? 😭
➜ oikawa : that's so upsettin😔
➜ then moves to hayato because unLIKE A CERTAIN SOMEONE, hayato being the precious bb boy he is, accepted all the love oikawa would give him
“ hana-chan, yahoo !! ” before uncle tooru could engulf hanako as he ran up to her with arms open wide, she avoided his figure as he went pass her and hit himself on a lampost
➜ with a blank stare, she crouched to his cowering figure as he rubbed the spot on his head that hit the post while whining, poking his side in curiousity.
“ uncle, are you alright ─ ”
“ ─ oi, shittykawa what are you doing ─ ”
➜ as you and your husband along with oikawa's wife and kids, run up to where the two duo were crouching, your toddler son tilted his head innocently
“ shittykawa . . . ? ”
➜ usually these reunion day would always end in traditional family dinner with the iwaizumis and the oikawas ─ and after that, their offsprings just couldn't get away from each other when it's time to go 🥺
“ i don't want them to leave :( ” hayato pouted as he wouldn't let go of his little tug on akiro's sweater
“ hana-chan !! ” hikaru clung onto hanako as hanako quietly glared at him, trying to shake him off while she shyly held onto akio as aiko starts scolding her little brother
➜ also side note : you bet that they would come back to japan just to attend aobajohsai
➜ anywh0res😍
➜ iwaizumi is the type of dad that would give EQUAL amounts of love to his children, would never have favouritism with his children because that shit actually hurts ngl😔
➜ would arm wRESTLE with hayato but he doesn't wanna hurt him so he would always let him win though it may cost his pride
➜ someone thirst with me about his arms please😭😭
➜ when he's soft'ish
➜ it was near father's day and you have been planning for it along with your children but you guys were anything BUT LOWKEY
➜ iwaizumi could literally hear giggling in one of the rooms and he goes to check it out and sees nodding vigorously at hayato.
➜ wanting to join in the fun, he opened the door and leaned onto the door frame expecting for you to call for him to join you guys
➜ but to his suprised, you guys stayed unusually quiet while your two kids avoided eye contact with him
➜ iwaizumi was upset being left out, but didn't really comment on it. but as father's day rolls in with your two kids waking him up as he goes down to the kitchen to see his favourite breakfast along with some cards from hanako and hayato, and with you smiling warmly at him as you took off your apron before kissing him a goodmorning in his cheeks ─ he knew it was worth it, whatever you guys were planning
“ ew, mommy kissed dada!! ” shrieked by your children as hajime stuck a tongue at them as he grinned at you, lovesick, before he could get to steal kiss on your lips, you pushed his head to look at the opposite side
“ brush your teeth first, and THEN, i will think about kissing you ”
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bluespiderlilies · 5 years
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Pillars x Modern reader? Please if it alright with you
hi!! i was going to say no tbh bc my rules say only two charas max but,, i'll let it slide i guess lmao 
modern! pillars x reader!hcs: 
himejima gyoumei:
okay so like,, in a modern au i like to imagine that gyoumei would be a sculptor hehe (yes, i know, not v original).
and you a painter!! 
and like,, the two of you are secret admirers of one another 
like he would often see you at the art gallery he frequents just staring at his sculptures & just,,, looking at them w pure awe?
 which he finds so heartwarming & makes him super motivated & happy in what he does!! 
and at art auctions when he buys your paintings? you feel like fainting from happiness bc the guy you admire so much BUYS YOUR PAINTINGS?!?! 
so then one day the two of you just,, bumped into each other coincidentally while at the art gallery the two of you go to often
the two of you chat comfortably before asking for one another's numbers & discuss about a potential coffee date!! 
and so, after that & a couple more dates, the two of you became official!!
iguro obanai:
hmm i feel like snek boi would be a tattoo artist 
you a florist (FUCK i hate my unoriginal ideas) 
your shops are right beside each other's haha
you sometimes talked but it was only about small awkward things like the weather BYE
but then one day you got locked out of your shop oops
so you,, sort of stayed w/ obanai in his shop until the person you called to help came
 which he didn't mind at all btw
surprisingly, the two of you got along really well? not to mention you guys liked a lot of the same things & had similar hobbies??
 from then on the two of you were kinda Whipped™™™™™ for each other lmaoo,, you often went to each other's shops when you guys didn't have any customers/had a slow day 
so then you decided to confess and!! he accepted your feelings & said he felt the same way!! (screams) & ever since then the two of you began to date uwu
rengoku kyoujurou:
okay so kyoujurou in the kimetsu academy au is a history teacher, right? 
and you are the english teacher!! 
honestly the entire school love the two of you so much
 and they even ship the two of you super hard\ but!! the thing is? the two of you are already dating, haha~ the students just don't know that yet
so it's hella amusing when the two of you witness them trying to set the two of you up with one another 
so you and kyoujurou had a mutual agreement to just act innocent and go along w what they do (which the students totally fall for)
until one day you accidentally let it slip (whoops) 
"hi guys, sorry for being late, kyoujurou won't be here today 'cause he's sick and i had to take care of him for a bit—oops did i just spill everything?"
 from then on the entire school knew the two of you were dating (and thank god, bc now you guys could be affectionate in public lmaoooo)
tokitou muichirou:
muichirou would be like that quiet, asocial first year *wheeze*
& like...there's tons of rumors of him being rude n closed off to others that try to be friends w him
n you're like!! haha!! fuck those rumors i want to be friends w him!! (plus he's cute wink wink) 
so, you try to approach him by sitting in front of his desk during lunch, or talk to him front time to time in your close (surprise!! the two of you are in the same class) 
he ignores you tbh & even tries to push you away,,, but you're super persistent (in an annoyingly,, cute way?) 
but like one day, you're absent from class two days in a row, and he's like,, fuck?? is it my fault??? did i do something to them?? is (name) not here bc of me?? i miss (name) surprisingly a lot and idk why???
and like for the two days he feels like he's fuckin hallucinating or some shit bc he always turns his head to the direction he expects you to be, or like hears your voice even if you're not there? 
but then you came after those two days, and he immediately comes up to you and questions you as to why you were absent 
you just laugh and smile, telling him that you were sick (& tease him too) which he gets really flustered at and even blushes bc he missed you a lot bye 
so then he confesses to you, and tells you that even if it was two days, it felt like forever and he just really missed you and wanted you to be by his side?? and you found that hella cute (also bc of his blushing face) so like uh,, ever since then the two of you started to date
tomioka giyuu:
kimetsu academy au where he's the gym teacher (duh it's canon) & ur the assistant nurse of tamayo uwu
you often supervise whenever giyuu has a class bc you know how rough he can be,, so you're just there in case anything happens
 cue the students being in love w you bc you're the literal opposite of giyuu
cue the students lowkey shipping the two of you too (& the two of you are HELLA oblivious about about, too) 
you like to chat w him sometimes, even if you're the one who's doing most of the talking
despite his rough nature you actually find him really cute and like??? attractive 
and giyuu?? is naturally attracted to you too?? but then one day a student fight breaks out and while giyuu tries to stop it he ends up getting injured
so you, of course, treat him the best you can—tending to the bruises on his face & the cuts on his arms & legs,, and like your touch is so fucking good and gentle and like??? bitch is about to melt too
he ends up telling you that he likes you,, and you're shocked bc omg?? the guy i like just confessed & asked me out (btw u said yes haha)
uzui tengen:
aight so spy!au where he is sent to spy on you bc you're under suspicion working under an illegal organization (wait this counts as a modern au right? yeah anyways,,) 
he moves in to the apartment right across from you as your new "neighbor" 
he also works as the cashier at the bakery you work at too!!
 bc of that, naturally, the two of you got close
you thought he was v attractive and funny lmao,, you especially found his "flamboyant" catch phrase hella endearing too 
and tengen was like: fUCK NO I CANT FALL IN LOVE W YOU YOU'RE MY MISSION!! 
yeah right lmao bc he did end up falling in love w you. so he even asked you out (which ofc you said yes?? like bro tengen is literally the person of you're dreams) 
but he reminded himself that he still had a mission to do, so he used it the fact that the two of you were dating to his advantage to find more about you (aka snooping) 
you didn't really mind that + the fact that he asked lots of questions about you
but once he found out that you were completely clear, he was?? highkey happy and relieved, so he could date you comfortably without being paranoid lmao
kanroji mitsuri:
idol! mitsuri and manager! reader au hehe 
honestly you have been w mitsuri ever since she debuted
you watched her grow as both a singer and as a person—you saw all the sides of her personality, habits, flaws, etc; which honestly? made you fall in love w her 
however, you kept your feelings a secret bc you didn't want anybody to find out plus ruin mitsuri's reputation?
like okay you get fired but you don't want to hurt mitsuri or the years of hard work to be destroyed 
but it's so fuckin hard you know? bc she's super affectionate w you, and you're over here trying to keep your feelings in? 
so eventually you just,,, confess to her—all the feelings you had pent up just finally spill out
unexpectedly?? she says she feels the same way?? but she's been in love w you ever since she first laid eyes on you?? 
so lmao you keep your relationship a secret, even from the agency you work at lmao 
despite the hardships that you guys often face, you get through them together and the two of you couldn't be anymore happier w one another??
kochou shinobu: 
roommates au in which the two of you are college students 
shinobu a pharmacology major & you in toxicology!!
bc of you living together and even sharing some classes, the two of you spend a lot of time w each other 
you guys have plenty of study dates too haha 
and cute stuff like night outs or movies nights!!! 
honestly the more time you spend w her, the more time you?? fall in love shinobu. like. head over heels for her. 
and shinobu's like??? I FEEL REALLY NICE AND FUZZY AROUND YOU (in her brain, though) 
so the two of you end up confessing at the same time during movie night bc the movie reminded the two of you of each other a lot?? uh?? 
when the two of you realize what you said two each other, the two of you laugh it off and just? begin dating 
nothing really changes tbh!! just more affection, dates, spending time w each other, and being more intimate ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
shinazugawa sanemi:
bodyguard au :D in which sanemi is your newly appointed bodyguard and you're a millionaire that needs to be protected 
honestly he thought you'd be snobby as fuck considering that's how rich people usually are in his eyes
 but?? you're really freakin chill and cool?? not like he'd admit that aloud lmaoo
you like to tease him a lot bc he's so uptight w you, but apologize & give him ohagi (which he really fuckin loves?? Uh??)
you always try to convince him to play video games w you lmaoo esp mario kart (he declines though *eyeroll emoji*)
since he's almost always serious around you, when you find him tending to your dogs and being so soft around them you're like?? fuck?? my heart?? 
so basically the two of u dumbasses have feelings for each other but are oblivious + don't want to confess,,, like the more time you spend w one another the more you fall in love?
and he absolutely just,, loves it when you visit orphanages and help w the kids and the way you treat them is so sweet? 
yeah. he's so in love. 
but it wasn't until you ended up in a life-threatening situation that he actually confessed to you—which, as serious as the moment was, you cracked a joke and accepted his feelings.
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Survey #365
“i’m numb to the pleasure, but still feel the pain”
Are there palm trees where you live? No. Do you own any Hello Kitty stuff? If so, what? No. What’s your favorite flavor of ice pop? Blue raspberry. Do you like animal print? What’s your favorite print? Not really. I think animal "print" only really looks nice on, well, animals. Does your dad have any facial hair? Yes. What do you think of foot tattoos? They're not my favorite, but some look nice. I myself wanna get "11121" (a Silent Hill 4 reference) "carved" onto the top of my feet. Do you like bugs or do they scare you? Some do. I've gotten more into them though as my passion for tarantulas expanded to other inverts, like mantises. Ever seen the movie Chernobyl Diaries? If so, did you like it? If not, do you want to see it? I haven't, but I'd be willing to watch it. I find the whole Chernobyl incident to be extremely fascinating, so I'd probably like it. Did your senior class in high school have a class trip? Where did you go? Bitch I wish. :/ Do you have an instagram account? What’s your username? Yeah, two: brittanymphotography and eldritch_obscura. Do you like Gir from Invader Zim? I think he's cute. Do you or would you ever own a gun? Why or why not? No thanks. If I'm not mistaken, I can't legally obtain one anyway because of my suicidal history. I'm fine with having like, pepper spray and a bat handy by the bed, lol. If it was offered for free by a professional, would you get your hair dyed platinum blonde? For FREE? Fuck yeah I'd try it. What do you normally order at Dunkin Donuts? A chocolate frosted donut, and sometimes a plain/cake one. Do you watch football? Favorite teams? No. What about WWE? Favorite wrestler? That's an even bigger no. Funniest thing you’ve ever heard a teacher say? Okay so this is hard to actually explain and it be funny. I had this amazing, kinda charismatically awkward history teacher in high school, and when talking about some legal stuff I can't remember, she deadass quoted "Without Me" by Eminem ("if the FCC won't let me be...") like so casually and everyone fucking died, just from knowing her and her personality. It was just very unexpected. Do you wear a lot of makeup? What do you think of girls who do? No. Girls can wear however much makeup they please. Do you have a savings account? Are you good at saving money? No. I can't really answer the second question because of me never having a steady flow of money. Would you rather have a relationship or casual flings? Relationship, 100%. I would never have a casual fling. Do you know anyone that’s part Native American? Yes. Who was your favorite Spice Girl? I remember none of them. Have you ever tried to poison someone? Yikes, no. Have you ever saved anyone from a fire? No. Have you ever had a seizure? No. I've had sudden spasms, but never a full-on seizure. Have you ever had an out-of-body experience? No. Have you ever had a black eye? No. Have you ever had a tooth pulled? No. Have you ever had pneumonia? I have not. Have you ever had tubes put in your ears? Yes, as a baby. Have you ever been shot with an arrow or bullet? Thank god no. Have you ever had kidney stones? No. Have you even been bitten by an venomous animal? No. Have you ever thought about being in the military? Fuck no. I wouldn't qualify, anyway. Have you ever been sedated or put under anesthesia? Yeah. Have you ever used shrooms or any other hallucinogen? No. What upcoming event are you most looking forward to? I can barely believe my tat appointment is almost here lakjsd;ajwlej;rwe What was the last song you heard? I'm currently listening to Motionless In White's synthwave edit of "Voices" they just put out. I looooove it. What time did you wake up today? Maybe like, 5:20? Is there a vase in the room you’re in? No. Have you recently been insulted? Yes. Compared to someone else of your age and gender; do you feel that you have a lot to offer someone? N O P E How many days a week do you work? I'm unemployed. Is there ONE person you feel more connected to than others? Yes. What is your worst relationship quality? I obsess over the person probably leaving, so especially at the beginning, I'm paranoid and distrustful. I want to emphasize that I'm not the asshole that snoops through her partner's phone out of distrust, but still, the fear is just there. What was your most recent serious injury? A serious one? Man idk. I've had a lot or negligible and smaller ones, but a big one... *shrug* What were you most recently happy about? I was happy to see "synthwave" in this video title, haha. Are you a fan of cake? Oh yes. What is your favorite insect? Butterflies. Is your town beautiful? Ew, no. Do you prefer the city or the country? THE COUNTRY. Have you ever witnessed an eclipse? Lots of lunar eclipses. Do you wear lipstick often? No. You’re going on a date with someone you like. What would you like to do? Considering the pandemic, probably just like... grab fast food and sit and eat at a park. That'd be cute. You’re hanging out with your best friend. What would you like to do? It'd be nice to get back to Avatar: The Last Airbender while hanging out with Doris (her beardie that I adore), too. Have you ever written or considered writing a play? No. Who is considered the “black sheep” of your family? Why? Ha, me. To begin, I like all the "dark" stuff, I'm the unreligious one, the one with political beliefs unlike most of my family, I'm not doing what I should be... Why is your favorite movie your favorite movie? It's just a masterpiece. I love love love animals, African one especially, and I find it to be an amazing story of courage and dedication to family. Plus I shamelessly love all the songs, haha. What’s an odor you hate? GASOLINE. FUCK. What’s a sound you hate? Fingernails on a chalkboard. Or screech-y noises in general. If money was no issue, what would you like to do right now? I was initially gonna say go to Yellowstone, but fuck that hot weather this time of year. So, this brings us back to Venus' terrarium; I'd want to get a new one and better materials. What’s something you’re so good at that you take pride in your skill? I wouldn't say I'm "so good" at it, but I do take pride in my writing. What’s something you’d never ever dare to ask another person? Hm. Under ANY circumstance, I guess "are you pregnant?" There's almost like... no situation where I'd be comfortable asking somebody that. What’s the worst/best thing you’ve done without your parents knowing? We're not getting into that lmao. Do you know anyone who has a hearing deficit? No. What is one thing stopping you from becoming a veterinarian? I could never stand seeing so many hurt and dying animals and still be okay at the end of the day. Are there any opinions you used to have even a few years ago that you look back on and think, “I can’t believe I ever thought that way”? THERE ARE!!!!!!!!!!! A LOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The last time you cried, what was wrong? I fell and skinned my knees when stepping over this barrier Mom made to keep the damn dog out of the hallway and thus my room to fuck with the cat and eat his food. I previously twisted my ankle, fell backwards, and had one other accident with it despite moving stuff, and I didn't cry from pain, just massive frustration. I want this dog GONE. Do you like multi-choice tests or tests you have to write out? Multiple choice. Who last called you ‘beautiful’? Couldn't tell ya, bud. Have you ever caught a firefly? Yeah, I did that lots as a kid. Do you own any camouflage? No. What’s the stinkiest pet you’ve ever had? Uhhh I dunno. Have you ever been on the news? For what? No. Have you ever seen one of your friends get arrested? No. Do you put sprinkles on anything? No, I hate sprinkles. How do you like your steak? Medium well. Long hair on guys: yes or no? Yaaaaaaaas. Is there a basement in your house? If so, what is it used for? No. When was the last time you started a new medication? It's been a while. What is your favourite type of nut? Cashews, I think. Where did you eat the best pizza you’ve ever eaten in your life? I'm so fuckin basic, like my genuine answer is Domino's lmaooo. Did you ever watch The Rugrats when you were a kid? Yeah, I loved that show. I even had the two video games; I was obsessed with the first one in particular. Do you know anyone who was adopted? Yes. Do your parents’ professions match their college degrees? No. Do you write shopping lists on paper or just remember it in your head? I don't do the shopping, so. But I would definitely need to write it down. Have you ever used a lawnmower? No. Have you ever consumed so much alcohol that you vomited? No. Can you tie balloons? No, actually. My hands are just too shaky. When was the last time you were at a pet store? A few weeks ago when we got rats for Venus. Ugh, it is SO overpriced; they come in a box of two, and as I feed her twice a month, it's honestly quite a bit of money. Like if I remember correctly, it's around $16. FOR TWO. SMALL. RATS. I've recommended we just buy them in bulk NOT from an overpriced chain pet store, but the problem with that is then we have *too* many, and the nutritional value of frozen rats apparently does degrade with time, so I don't want to feed my snake poor food. So it's just an annoying thing we have to do. Have you ever taken a pregnancy test? Not like, an at-home one. I've been tested before surgery, but that was just a safety protocol. Does your ex still think about you? "The" ex, probably not. Honestly, who is the last person to tell you that they love you? My mom. What is the last state you were in besides your own? Virginia. Would you go down to see the Titanic if given the chance? Man, that's kinda tempting. Maybe. It'd be super cool. Have you ever seen the Hollywood sign in real life? No. Did you ever see a scorpion in the wild? No, they don't live here. Do you type the proper way? Have you ever typed on a manual typewriter? Yes to both. What was your maternal grandmother’s first name? Cecelia. Name a word that people use locally that outsiders probably can’t pronounce. Conetoe. You said it wrong.
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PR Stunt
Desc: Fake Dating AU. Celebrity AU. After pity posts for Sebastian skyrocketing, you two being seen together as friends a lot and with a big movie coming up, his management decides to pair you two for a PR stunt. You both agree, pranking the public seems fun and getting rid of pity tweets seems convenient. Pairing: Sebastian x Reader Warning: It’s not that good and one of my last real people fiction pieces I have left. Not beta read.
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+Pop Magazine - Articles: +Hot actors that are still on the market!+
*@lancebastian: Someone give this man a family!* *@stanfanfam: I feel so bad for him, he still isn’t with a woman or trying to build a family.* *@aliburger: Poor boy looks so alone. I’m volunteering!* _______ +Pop Magazine - Candids: +Sebastian Stan seen with his friend Y/N Y/LN in Manhattan, New York+
*@seabassbaby: I know they’re just friends but they’d make a cute couple.* *@lancebastian: Get her, Stan!* *@vanillaiceice: She’s cute af.* ________ “People are pitying you so much, it’s insane. What is so wrong with being single at your age?” you looked up from your phone at Sebastian sitting on the other side of the couch. “They’re just projecting their desires onto this.” he shrugged without looking up from his phone. “How does that not annoy you to some degree? I read it and get irritated by it.” you chuckled. “Sometimes I do, but at the end of the day it’s so unimportant.” now he looked up. “Yeah, but doesn’t that suck energy out of you to some level?” you two never talked about this specifically. “A bit.” another shrug with a small pout. “Well, let’s stop talking about that then. When’s press coming up?” you tried to change the topic. He looked at you for a second with a confused face before answering, “I think in two weeks.” “No, brunch meetings for weeks again.” you pouted like a child and got a smile back from him. “Poor baby.” he played into it and laughed. “You know they keep me sane.” you answered chuckling. “I know. I promise we’ll eat like three pizzas in one day when I’m back again, chaotic mess.” you looked at him offended. “I’m just telling the truth.” he held his arms up and grinned. “Ar-” you were interrupted by someone calling him and went back to checking your socials. You had a decent following and were friends with a few photographers, which gave you the opportunity to try yourself as a model and influencer. One of you photography friends is also how you two met and as soon as you two found your love for New York brunch meetings the friendship was sealed. “With Y/N?” you looked up at the mention of your name and saw him raise a brow. “Okay, yeah. Good, tomorrow at 11am. See ya.” he ended the call and finally saw your confused face. “Guess we have a meeting at 11am tomorrow and they also want you there.” his hand went through his hair and he exhaled a bit exhausted. “Why that?” you weren’t with his management or something. “She didn’t tell me. Maybe they want to sign you?” he was just as clueless as you and sat back down on the couch and you sat up. “That would be...sudden?” you said even more confused. “I feel like there’s something more to that.” his eyes narrowed. You shrugged taking your phone again, “We’ll find out I guess.”
___________ “We know you both don’t like paparazzi but this could benefit all of us and would be over after a few weeks.” the woman ended her little idea. “Wait, you want us to do a PR stunt, did I understand that right?” you said it out loud. A serious nod came back and a sigh from you. “Can’t believe I’m saying this but I think that would be hilarious outside of the paparazzi stuff.” he snorted beside you. “Excuse me, what?” you turned towards him and got a shrug back. “So...would you be on board?” the lady asked again. You let your head sink onto your arms on the table with an, “I guess.” You both left the office after you got handed a contract to go through to sign with the management and the comment, “I hate being friends with you.” “Did you mean being in a relationship?” he joked and got a stern look back. “Don’t take it too far, Stan!” you warned him. “Won’t. Promise.” he said with that boyish smile that guaranteed for nothing. “Idiot.” you muttered while walking out of the building onto the busy street. A hand was reaching for yours and you looked up confused. “What? Need to lay down the foundation for what’s about to go down.” he clearly loved the idea to mess around with you and the public for a while. “Dork.” a smile finally found its way onto your face and you shook your head. You didn’t mind holding hands with your other friends, so this wasn’t the problem. You weren’t so sure about the rest of what was about to happen in the upcoming weeks. “You love it.” he said nudging you lightly.
“Only if I get some good pictures for my Instagram and Twitter.” you chuckled. “I’m sure there’s gonna be some of your beloved photoshootings.” he grinned. “You’re gonna be an Instagram boyfriend, don’t you forget about that part of it.” you grinned back. “Oh god.” he had the realization hit him. “Yeah, didn’t think through that I might get back at you, huh?” you laughed.
“Lunch date?” he looked down at you after you both were finished with laughing and had walked for a block. “As long as I don’t need to play honeymoon phase love, yeah.” you bit your lip to stop the laugh that was making its way through your body. “Don’t worry, I think the eating each other alive part is one or two weeks in.” he wheezed and held the door to one of your favorite places open. “It’s gonna be hella obvious that it’s a stunt.” you pointed out. “That’s why I agreed. Why not have some fun and confuse people for a bit.” there was that boyish smile again. “Like that whole Shawn Mendes & Camila Cabello thing.” you shuddered. That was obviously a stunt but there was that part where everyone kinda thought it might be true and they just wanted to get the extra publicity. “I have no idea what you’re talking about but I guess my answer would be yes.” he said before turning to the waitress that just arrived at your table. ___________ +Pop Magazine - Candids: Sebastian Stan seen having a lunch date and holding hands with Y/N Y/L/N*+ *@bellastann: I feel like our dreams start to manifest stanfam!* *@lancebastian: Not entirely sold, holding hands ain’t that special. They are friends for months now.* *@evanstackiee: Yeees! (Y/L/N)stan is real!!!* ____________ Your contract was signed, your game plan was well organized. There were appointments and activities planned out, what to do at which one and the paparazzi would be there for some of them. You kinda cringed when you looked at the little calendar in front of you but you also were about to have some fun with tricking the general public. “Just an insanely big acting exercise, right?” you looked beside you to see him read through the stuff too. “Uuh, yeah.” he said concentrated on reading. You were both extremely open with each other and rarely had any miscommunication. So kissing in public without starting friendship problems wouldn’t be so hard, but you still had a weird feeling about it. Not fear, just a feeling.
__________ The first thing you did was pretty mellow. Attending a small local event together. You did things like this before but this time you’d have to cuddle up a bit here and there and make a few Instagram Stories. “You comfortable?” he smiled down at you holding your body close to his arm. “You’re 6 foot and fit, I think there is no way in hell anyone would think this isn’t comfortable.” you gave a sweet grin up at him. “For a model you’re pretty good at this.” he joked and you poked him into his waist. “Hey!” he laughed. “You act like I wasn’t a drama kid in school. I might be good-looking but I’m also a nerd. You should know that best...space nerd.” you chuckled. “Stop calling me out like that or I’ll make you talk to that dude you find annoying over there.” he pointed at a man that had bombarded you with his boring business ideas months ago. “Don’t you dare, Stan!” you looked offended. “You wanna sit down with some wine then, madame?” he said in a posh accent. “Of course, it is incredibly instagramable.” you answered in the same way. A boomerang of your drinks with each other tagged in it and two glasses of wine later you officially had glued yourself to him. He had a very comforting vibe about him and you clearly helped with his anxious moments. A kiss was planted onto your temple and a black and white filter put on top of it. Followed by a funny selfie and a picture of your empty wine glasses. Shortly after you already left the party under the flickering lights of a handful of paparazzi. Holding hands and very close together. __________ +Pop Magazine - Gossip: Are Sebastian Stan and his ‘best friend’ dating?+ *@stanfanfam: Cause of death: That temple kiss.* *@vanillaiceice: Damn, is it the late 2000s? Seb leaving a party with a girl? Damn!* *@evanstackiee: For me it’s confirmed.* *@seabassbaby: It looks kinda staged but if it’s not I’m super happy for him!* __________ The second little thing on the list was a photoshooting together. Since you both had modelled for magazines before and with other models you were kinda in your element. It was for a mid-sized fashion magazine that published every month and you two were having fun all over the rented AirBnB. Some expensive yoga pants with a knitted oversized sweater and boots was the first thing you needed to wear for a scene depicting to come home. Falling into each other's arms multiple times definitely made you laugh because of the dumb faces he made. The next outfit was a sleeping outfit. Silk shorts and an airy white cropped shirt. Your socks were pink and had donuts on it. “Can I have them?” you gave them puppy eyes and the team laughed. Modelling while laying was hard. You needed to look realistic but also show of what you were wearing. Combined with a giant baby blowing air into your ear ended in him being pinched by you. He was clearly not prepared to see you in the third outfit. Lacey underwear and an open button-down mens shirt. You could literally see his brain work and giggled “C’mon, get it together.” He was wearing briefs and a white shirt, needing to embrace you from behind while you pretended to make scrambled eggs. “My eggs are definitely scrambled after this.” he whispered and you couldn’t hold back the genuine laugh, ending up in some good pictures. The last two outfits were a bit more editorial but still wearable and the pictures were taken outside. “Well, that wasn’t bad.” you said to him as you two walked out after changing back into your clothing. “For YOU.” he answered. “Poor baby, needed to see his friend in underwear.” you made fun of him. “Yo, it’s a different thing if I see an Instagram picture or the live version.” he defended himself. “Clearly...don’t you dare fall for me, dork.” you joked and he huffed. The walk back was silent but he looked down at you from time to time. You just couldn’t see his reaction every time he did. __________ +Pop Magazine - News: Sebastian Stan & Y/N Y/L/N modelling together. Check out these pictures!+ *@lancebastian: Damn, so this is really a thing, huh? Holy, that’s cute.* *@evanstackiee: Can they adopt me?* *@bellastann: That kitchen picture sent me into cardiac arrest!* _________ By now you were trained at sending each other stolen glances. No matter if you just needed to go to your management or when you had brunch together. But for the last three days he was in LA for the press junket of his new movie. There was this weird feeling again. It felt so close to fear but it wasn't fear. You couldn’t quite pinpoint it. *God, I’m way too used to being around you now.* *You miss not freezing to death in any given moment, admit it!* *No, real talk, I miss you.* *Realtalk: I miss you too...but admit it’s the freezing!* *D O R K !* You had taken a flight to LA the day after because an award show was next on your list. You were ten times more nervous for the dress sitting right than the man on your side. You also weren’t used to hair and makeup. You were an Instagram model, this was a luxury at experimental shoots. “You’d think I can smile on command and not look like shit...but I can’t.” you said to him before stepping onto the red carpet an hour later. “You’re looking good, stop worrying.” he said in his usual calming tone before gently pulling you forward. 10 minutes later the torture to your eyes was done and there were interviews. “What do you have to say about the rumors about your relationship status?” you were asked. “That people should care more about their life than mine...oh, and that he’s the best human being on the planet. Doesn’t matter in which way we are connected.” Sitting down at an award show with your hand being held was not were you thought you’d end up when you agreed to this but why not make memories? Your head naturally landed on his shoulder after a while. You really had missed him being in close proximity for those 4 days. His thumb softly wandered over the back of your hand. “What would you do if I’d win something?” he asked in a low voice. “Jump you?” your head went up again to see his eyes wandering over your face. “In a happy kinda way, I assume.” he had a lopsided smile on his face. “You’re thinking about that photoshoot again, huh? Literally a teenager.” you joked but saw his eyes wander to your lips for a bit too long before he concentrated on the host again. For the rest of the evening your mind went in circles about him playing that or being genuinely interested in you in that way.
__________ +Pop Magazine - Gossip: Mysterious answer to relationship question about (Y/L/N)stan+ *@vanillaiceice: They are boning, come ON!* *@evanstackiee: Look at how happy she is while she says it.* *@seabassbaby: Gosh, just say it!* __________ Today was the day you weren’t really prepared for. He had an off day from press and you were still in LA. Your plan was going to the beach and getting photographed. Well, it wasn’t your plan. It was the plan made for you. “I hate swimming in the ocean!” you mumbled. “Hey, it’s gonna be fine. You have two excuses to grab onto me, right?” he chuckled while watching you undress and revealing your red bikini. You both laid in the sun for a while, talking about his press junket and the social media reactions to this. “Wanna get wet?” you opened your eyes to a child in a man’s body wiggling his eyebrows. You punched his chest with a laugh and let him pull you up with him. Hand in hand you made your way into the ocean rather slowly, “And you didn’t want to admit that you freeze to death without me.” he chuckled. He got impatient and just grabbed your waist and jumped backwards into deeper water. After a squeak from your side and your nails clawing into his back a little bit too harshly, you got used to it. “Look. It’s fine.” he put some hair strands out of your face with his free hand. “I still hate the ocean.” you pouted, trying to overplay how fast your heart was suddenly beating. Oh hell no, you were not just slowly falling for your best friend...please? “I get that.” he put his hand onto your lower back and you put your legs around his hips. “You’re my floatie.” you giggled putting your head into the crook of his neck. “And you are...I can only assume a freezing rock.” you both chuckled.
Your head went up again to see a big grin on his face, “Fuck you.” “You love it.” he said like usual but this time you slowly nodded with a serious face and his eyes widened enough for you to notice. “Wait, I didn’t…” you exhaled deeply with attentive eyes on you. “I feel like we should just stop this. I don’t want to see this friendship break apart just because my body thinks close proximity is a good reason to send hormones out.” you got out of your system. “That’s an odd way of saying that you’re having a crush on me.” he smiled and put his other arm around you. “Yeah, well, I don’t wanna ruin this.” your eyes went down, you rarely made yourself this vulnerable. “You already did by, to say it in your nerdy words, making my body think it’s a good idea to send out hormones because we are in close proximity.” he answered with a nervous chuckle, hand going through his hair.
Your eyes met his again, “I stopped acting the moment it started, Y/N.” “Well, um, it took me till about approximately 5 minutes ago to realize that this odd feeling I have isn’t some suppressed fear.” you made fun of yourself to make the situation less awkward. “Wanna give them what they want?” his head nudged towards the beach with a smirk. “Do you mean give you what you want?” you joked and he remembered where he heard that before. “I hate being friends with you,” he bit his lip, “I’d much rather call you my girlfriend.” The reference made you melt, he remembered that dumb little conversation from two weeks ago. Your hands went from his shoulders to his head and his free hand pulled your head closer before your lips met. You didn’t care about the camera clicks in the background, you only cared about finally making out with the man that made you love brunch dates so much. It felt like an hour before you broke apart a little. Steel blue eyes were staring right into your soul and the most calming voice in the world said “I love you.” “I hope you don’t say that while thinking of me in underwear.” you joked. “Nah, don’t need to. You’re grabbing onto me in a bikini.” he said with his hands wandering down your body and a giant smirk on his face. “I love you too, dork.” ___________ +Pop Magazine - News: (Y/L/N)stan confirmed! Couple seen kissing at the beach.+ *@vanillaiceice: I’ll fistfight anyone that hates on her!* *@evanstackiee: Look at those SMILES.* *@seabassbaby: Maybe I’m crying.* *@lancebastian: She makes him happyyy.* *@bellastann: I think this gave me diabetes.* *@stanfanfam: Make babies! lol* *@Y/N: Gosh, @imsebastianstan we have heart eyes galore in these. Might need to go and get that checked out.* *@imsebastianstan: @Y/N, yeah, heard of that new disease called love. It’s attacking every part of your body and mind!* *@seabassbaby: For real...ADOPT ME!* _____________
M A S T E R L I S T
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24 Days of Dickkory-smas
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2. Pretend boyfriend/girlfriend for family Christmas party (ao3)
“I need your help.”
Things never end up well when Dick pops his head into her cubicle with such words. Last time, they both almost got fired over one of his so-called brilliant ideas. Before that, she nearly flooded the staff bathroom to prove him wrong about something. Then there was that time they got locked out of the building at midnight with all their shit still inside and no mean to break in.
So, really, Kory should stop entertaining him. It’s assured to be a shit-show.
Which is why she sighs and turns toward him. Or, well, turns as much as she can while her feet are propped up on her desk and her keyboard is balanced on her stomach – what? She likes to be comfortable at work, okay! “What do you want this time?”
And thing is, Dick is half decent at his job when he feels like it. He’s also the most popular guy at work, with the majority of people-attracted-to-men lusting over his (arguably interesting) ass all day long. But Dick has about zero skills when it comes to socialising, and to relationships, and to basically acting like a normal human being. Which is funny as fuck most of the time.
Which also means he rambles. A lot.
“Well, see, my sister is organising a Christmas party this year after a few years of us not really gathering as a family – you know how it is, she travels a lot and Rachel isn’t always the best at family shit, and driving back to Gotham isn’t that practical to us. And, anyway, Donna is going all in this year, big dinner at her place with lots of people, food for days, even…”
“Dick,” she interrupts him. Puts him out of his misery, really. “To the point.”
He sighs, and frowns. Cute. Almost. “She was very sarcastic about it, all ‘Guess you don’t need a plus one?’ so, obviously, I had to argue back. And well, long story short, I told her we’re dating so, are you free next Monday evening because I need you to be my date?”
Her mouth has opened agape halfway through his speech, but it’s only once Dick is done that Kory actually starts laughing. And laughing. And laughing. Tears pearling at the corners of her eyes that she brushes away with a knuckles, even if her body is still shaking with silent giggles. Dick looks upset, quite obviously, but it’s hard to take him seriously when he apparently decided to re-enact a Hallmark movie, just because – well, because he’s a petty dude, apparently. Kory can almost relate to that.
“Are you out of your mind?” she asks with another peel of laughter. “Your kids know we’re not dating; they’ll snitch in a second.”
He looks… almost sheepish now, which is totally not what she’s used to when it comes to Dick. Like, yes, the guy is awkward as fuck when it comes to making small talk, but at least he has enough confidence about him that it almost looks like he knows what he’s doing at all times. Except now, apparently.
“That’s the thing, right. I told them, and they find it fucking hilarious. Even told me they want to see this shit happen, just to see me fail. I think there’s bets going on and all.”
Kory has met Dick’s kids a couple of times before. They’re both cute as buttons, even if they definitely give as good as they get when it comes to sass and wit. Definitely take after their foster father in that category. And, well, maybe it’s the sick part of Kory talking, but she kinda want to see that shit happen too. And she’d never say no to spending more time with Rachel and Gar, cause those kids are awesome.
Which is basically how she finds herself in Dick’s soccer mom van not even a week later, on her way to Donna Troy’s Detroit loft. Dick has been prepping her for days about this shit, so now she can only picture his sister as some kind of crazy helicopter sibling who believes vaccines are causing autism and everything is cured by essential oils. Why else would he put so much effort in this story, after all, if not because his sister is off her rockers?
Needless to say, ‘surprise’ barely covers how Kory feels when the door to the loft opens on a very beautiful, very put-together brunette. Donna grins from ear to ear at the sight of them, hugging the two teenagers first, then Dick. Despite knowing they are not blood-related, Kory can’t help but notice how much they look like each other – it’s the way they hold themselves perhaps, or how Dick’s rare smiles seem to mirror Donna’s.
“And you must be Kory,” Donna exclaims as she pulls Kory into a hug too. “I’d say I heard a lot about you, but this one never tells me anything.”
“Like you tell me everything about your girlfriends,” he replies, petulant.
Kory jumps in. “Girlfriend, singular.”
Donna is grinning even more now, and Dick throws her a surprised smile before he checks himself and pulls an arm around her waist. It’s stiff and awkward, and he’s obviously not used to acting like that, but muscle memory is a beautiful thing to Kory. It only takes her a few moments to relax, leaning into him just enough that soon his arm doesn’t feel so uncomfortable around her or his body so tense against her side.
“You’re doing great,” she whispers to him as they make their way instead.
“Shut up.”
Donna’s Christmas dinner is less of a family matter than a quick get-together with friends, and Kory is soon introduced to many people who all seem to more or less know Dick and whose names she forgets the moment they move on to another conversation.
Thankfully, both for Dick’s social anxieties levels and for Kory’s boredom levels, Dawn and Hank are quick to arrive too, and stay by their sides all through the evening. Kory does enjoy Dawn’s company – so peaceful and quiet, her voice soothing even when she tells a particularly funny joke – and is glad to see at least two familiar faces. It doesn’t take long until a biracial guy, who introduces himself to her as Wally West, joins them in their corner of the loft.
And it’s so interesting, seeing Dick outside of work. Yes, there’s been the odd night out at a bar here and there with their colleagues, and that one dreadful picnic their boss all forced them to attend. But it really is something else to see him surrounded by friends who’ve known him for quite some time now – he’s more relaxed than she’s ever seen him, more at ease. He’s smiling a whole lot more too, and perhaps Kory is starting to understand why everyone and their brother has a crush on him.
“You all look like a Benetton advert and a half,” Donna jokes as she walks toward them, beer in hand. “Kory, can I talk to you for a minute?”
Dick shares a meaningful glance with her – of course they were expecting Donna to go all big sister on her ass tonight – but Kory rolls her eyes at him before she stands up. He has nothing to worry about; they did make up a believable story and she does know how to lie flawlessly.
Donna asks her to help with the cheese cubes or some other bullshit, just the two of them in the empty and quiet kitchen, so Kory isn’t fooled. This is less of a nice chat and more of an interrogation, at this point.
“It’s nice that you could come tonight,” is how Donna decides to start the conversation as she takes some stuff out of the fridge. “I haven’t seen Dick that happy in a while.”
Well, he did promise Kory he would do all her annoying paperwork for two months if she agreed to this so – sure, he must be thrilled. “Thanks? I guess.”
They do set up to cut some cheese and put it into bowls, which proves more arduous than Kory had anticipated, what with her nail extensions and all. She’d rather not take an emergency appointment at the salon between Christmas and New Year, thank you very much.
“Don’t tell him I said that, but I worried about him. Between his jobs and the kids, I think he often forgets to just – live, you know? It’s good that he found someone.” Donna smiles at her, and it’s soft and loving. Not for the first time, Kory aches for her own family, halfway across the world. “Especially with the way he talks about you.”
Her eyes widen, just a bit. “He talks about me?”
“Oh, girl, I was only fucking with him earlier. It’s been going on for months now, every time I manage to have him on the phone. Always complaining about how your bonuses are bigger than his and how your boss likes you better, and Kory this, and Kory that. It seriously only was a matter of time before he realised how bad he had it for you.”
Kory finds herself grateful for her dark skin – it definitely helps hiding the blush on her cheeks and how warm her entire face feels all of a sudden. She has a hard time believing Dick would just rant about her to his sister if given the chance, even more so than she has a hard time believing siblings actually still call each other to gossip in 2018. But it’s – cute, almost? Definitely heart-warming. The thought of Dick complaining to Donna about her, over and over again, until it became A Thing, capital letters and all, doesn’t fail to make her smile.
“But seriously though,” Donna goes on as she gathers a bunch of cheese cubes before dumping them into a bowl, “not to be all ‘if you hurt him, I’ll hurt you’ about it but – he’s seen some fucking shit in his life. And I know he can be a pain about, well, basically everything but… be nice to him, okay? Cause I’m strong enough to break a few of your perfectly manicured fingers.”
Kory can’t help but smile at that, even though Donna is dead serious about it. It’s comforting, in a way, that someone is as protective of him as Dick is of his kids, that someone cares about him just enough to make threats about his happiness. It makes Kory long for something long forgotten, left behind in a country she no long calls home.
“Whatever she’s saying, she’s lying,” comes from behind them, the two of them turning around to find Dick standing in the doorway. He looks between her and Donna, before his eyes stop on Kory. “Everything okay?”
“Yes, we’re done. Thanks for the help, Kory.”
Donna grabs both bowls before she walks away, leaving them alone in the kitchen. Dick lets her go, before he moves closer to Kory. She pretends to focus on plucking bits of cheese from under her nails, just so she won’t have to meet his eyes; she doesn’t know if she’s quite able of such a thing right now, not when Donna’s words still ring in her ears.
“Seriously, though. You okay?”
He’s right in front of her now, hand curling around her elbow. Kory has no choice but to look at him, and witness the flash of worry in his eyes as he takes her all in. She feels stupid and childish – like a school girl who suddenly realised that the boy was pulling at her pigtails for months because he actually likes likes her. And she doesn’t know how to react, because maybe she was replying in kind all this time to hide the fact that she likes likes him too. What a concept.
“What are you doing next week?”
He frowns, just a little. “Next week is New Year’s Eve.”
“Yes.” Genius.
Dick frowns some more, looking into her eyes for – something. She doesn’t know what, exactly, but it makes her stomach fluttery all of a sudden with the way he takes a step closer, fingers tightening around her elbow. He’s so close she can see the specks of gold in his eyes, so close her red hair brushes against his face.
And he’s smiling now, one of those real but rare smiles. “Spending the evening with you?”
She might be smiling, too. “Good answer.”
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Chapter Sixteen
CHRIS
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“Thanks for coming down to help out Chris. This wouldn’t have been as great without you” Romero commended, shaking my hand. Romero was a fellow artist who just started a nonprofit organization of his own for children with developmental disorders, Best Buddies International.
I flew out to Miami, Florida a couple of days ago and we worked nonstop to create a graffiti mural and a few portraits, which would be auctioned with proceeds going to both Best Buddies and Symphonic Love. It was a lot of work, but I had a lot of fun, and the kids were ecstatic. I enjoyed keeping up with their energy and couldn’t wait for our next event.
“Anytime man, I love helping out when it comes to the kids. I learned a lot from you too, maybe you can come down and collab on something with me next time”
“All I need is a date” he quickly agreed.
After finishing up with Romero, I went straight to the airport. I had the next couple of days to myself, so I couldn’t wait to get home to relax. A friend of mine, has been staying at my house for the past couple of weeks and I've been feeling bad for not being there. I had Tina let him in and hadn’t been there since he arrived.
Anthony and I go way back. We were neighbors for several years when I lived in Virginia. His mom moved to Houston, Texas when he was fifteen to get away from his abusive father and I hadn’t seen him since. We reconnected through social media a couple of years ago and check on each other every now and then.
He recently started having issues with his mom. She wants him to get a job, but he’s been trying to follow his dream of becoming a singer, so when he hit me up asking for a place to crash, I welcomed him with open arms. I know what it’s like to chase your dreams and it’s definitely not easy.
“Finally home” I sighed, six hours later as I kicked off my shoes. Since we launched Symphonic Love, business opportunities have been coming left and right, so the past few weeks have been crazy. On top of that, I sold my house and moved into a Hollywood Hills home. Even though I had initially planned to downsize, Nicki found me a place with a good price that was just as big as the old place and even more luxurious. The best part is that it’s closer to both galleries and my studio.
With all the traveling I had been doing, I hadn’t even had the chance to enjoy my new house. That ends tonight. I thought to myself as I headed straight to the kitchen for a glass of whiskey.
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“I thought you weren’t coming back until tomorrow” Anthony shrieked, as he and Ryan scrambled to gather their clothes off the ground.
“Please don’t tell me ya’ll fuckin on my counter!” I groaned. “I have two big ass guest beds and ya’ll chose my damn kitchen counter?”
“I’m sorry Chris. We didn’t mean to. I mean- it just sorta happened” Ryan stammered trying to explain and keep her breasts covered at the same time.
I walked out, just as quickly as I walked in. I was pissed off at the disrespect and had to leave the room before I said something I would regret.
I took a shower, then smoked a blunt to myself while Diamond played with the new chew toy I got her from the airport gift shop. She was cute and I couldn’t help but laugh as she ran in circles and barked at it. I recorded it and sent it to Mama, since she had been asking about her the whole time I was gone. As soon as I put my phone down, it rang.
“Hello” I answered, as Diamond jumped up and ran out, startled from the music.
“Hey Chris” Lashontae’s voice smiled through the phone. Since the tour I gave her at CB Fine Arts, we've been talking a couple times a week. 
She's a hair stylist with her own salon, loves art and music as much as I do, plus she's really down to earth and funny. I didn't even realize how much I missed having good conversation with a woman.
“Hey Tae, what’s up” I asked, getting comfortable on the bed.
“Not much, I’m in town this week. I know you always have so much going on, but I was hoping to link up tomorrow”
“I guess you have good timing because I’m free tomorrow, we can make that happen.”
"Cool, I have to find a DJ for the wedding. I have a couple of appointments booked, and I was hoping you wouldn't mind helping me out"
"Of course not, you know music is my forte. Are you at Trey's right now?" I asked being nosy.
"Yeah, I would've got a room, but Lala and I had so much to do to get this planning done, plus the first appointment is at nine in the morning, so I figured I better just stay here. "
"Ok, I'll be there bright and early" I promised before we said our goodbyes. I don't know why I was feeling giddy but I was looking forward to chilling with Tae again. Robyn stood me up on her birthday so I finally threw the towel in. I will always love her and have love for her but I miss having someone to come home to.
"Chris, I really hope you know I didn't mean any disrespect" Anthony stated as soon as I walked in the kitchen the next morning. He was eating in the same spot Ryan had her ass on last night.
"That was foul... just don't do it again" I replied, pouring that shot of whiskey I was going for last night. "You want some?"
"This early? Yeah, I'll take one." He shrugged. "I really appreciate you letting me stay here, and Tina's been a lot of help"
"but not as much as Ryan huh?" I teased.
"ok, you got me" he chuckled.
"It's really good to see you man, it's been forever. How have you been ?" I asked changing the subject.
"The truth? Horrible. I've been dealing with some crazy shit. Between my mama and trying to get this music off the ground, I feel like I'm going to lose my mind" he admitted.
"Well you don't have nothing to worry about. You're welcome to stay as long as you need. I 've been where you are and I want you to know I got your back bro" I reassured him.
"Thanks man, enough about me. Look at you. You doing big things. I can't even get a hold of you, I got to book appointments and shit" he joked.
"It's been far from easy and a long journey, but definitely worth it."
"I bet. The last time we actually 'talked', you were planning on proposing to your girl...what happened with that?"
"I fucked it up. That's a long story that I'm not even about to get into, I'll have you here all day, and I have somewhere to be" I chuckled.
"Yeah, I don't have the time for a chick nowadays either" he replied.
"What do you call Ryan then?"
"That doesn't even count. She stopped by to see you and we started talking, then she wanted to hit the blunt I was smoking, and the next thing I knew, you were walking in on us. She said y'all were just friends though. She wasn't lying, was she?"
"Nah, we're just friends. I won't lie though, we fucked a couple times."
"Wow. So, shorty just lied to my face. See that's why I'm single" he shrugged and we both laughed.
"What you been doing these past couple of weeks, have you been getting shit done or just getting familiar with your surroundings?"
"Man, I'm serious about this shit. I've been at a different club every night since I got here, except last night. I ran into Trinidad James the other night. I don't know if you heard of him, but he's this new rapper that's hot right now. I gave him some of my work and he already hit me up. I'm supposed to be meeting with some people at his label tomorrow" he grinned happily.
"Already? I'm proud of you man you getting out there and gettin it, not wasting any time. That's what's up" I nodded while we bumped fists.
"Yeah man, so what you got up for today?"
"Oh yeah, I didn't tell you Trey is getting married. I'm his best man, so me and the maid of honor are helping out with some wedding stuff today"
"Oh ok" he replied just as my phone rang.
“That’s her now. I gotta get going” I stated, grabbing my keys and heading out.
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"Thanks for your help today” Tae smiled after we walked out of our final meeting. The first DJ was way out of the budget, the second one was affordable, but wasn’t what we were looking for style wise, and the third DJ was perfect. He was experienced, knew exactly what we were looking for, plus his pricing wasn’t ridiculous.
“No problem. I really enjoy hanging with you” I smiled, holding the passenger door open for her.
“You’re kinda cool too” she winked. “Do you mind taking me to get some food before dropping me off? I’m starving!”
“Of course not. Where do you want to go?” I asked once we were both settled.
“Doesn’t matter, as long as it’s Mexican food”
She wasn’t familiar with anything here, so I decided to take her to my go to Mexican restaurant. Lucky for me, we beat the lunch rush. 
“I have a question” she announced, after we placed our order and the waitress was gone. “I don’t mean to pry, but you seem like the total package. You have yourself together professionally, financially, you’re a gentleman, you pull out chairs and use manners, and you’re sexy as fuck. So, tell me: Why are you single?”
“Well thanks for the flattery, but everyone has their flaws. In my last relationship, I could’ve been a better man. I made poor decisions and didn’t think about how my ex would react when she found out, because I never considered her finding out to begin with”
“So basically, you cheated?” she asked bluntly.
“Well, there’s more to the story than that, but yes. That’s what it pretty much boils down to” I confessed.
“How many women are you dating now?” she asked curiously.
“None. She was a big deal; we were engaged and she left the night before our wedding. It’s been a year now, since she left.”
“So, what’s the deal with that? Are you waiting on her to come back or something?”
“No, I’ve tried over and over to reach out to her, but it didn’t work out in my favor. I’ve moved past it now. Enough about me. Why are you single? How many men are you dating?” I asked changing the subject. 
“Well, I was engaged too. He died three years ago in a car wreck. I haven’t really dated anyone since” She shrugged.
“I’m sorry you had to go through that”
“I’ve come to terms with it. It was hard, but I know he wouldn’t want me to be sad about it forever. He was the love of my life and the two years we spent together were the best two years of my life” she smiled slightly, obviously reminiscing.
“Mmmm. This is amazing. Definitely the best torta I’ve ever had” she stated, licking her lips seductively.
“So how did you end up in the hair industry? Has it always been your dream?” I asked after devouring a couple of tacos.
“Not really. I was just really good at it, so I decided to go ahead and get my license. That was definitely the best decision of my life, because now I have my own prosperous salon. What about you? Has art always been your dream?”
“Nah, it was my back up plan. Basketball was my dream. I had a scholarship and everything, but I ended up in the middle of a domestic issue and it cost me my dream”
“Well, everything happens for a reason. Look at you now.”
“How did you become such a fan of my art?” I asked curiously.
“My father was an art fanatic, so it just kind of rubbed off on me. Trey and Lala have quite a few of your pieces. I came to visit one weekend and I fell in love with a couple of paintings so I practically begged for them. I paid for them, but Trey really didn’t want to let them go. It’s sweet how much he really supports you”
“That’s my brother from another mother. We’ve been best friends for over a decade now” I smiled. “I have an art exhibition coming up in the next few weeks, I would love for you to come. 
“Oh, I’m there. You don’t even have to say it twice, just send me the info” she grinned excitedly. We sat and talked well over an hour and could’ve stayed for another hour, but they were super busy during their lunch rush so we headed to Trey’s.
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“I hear you guys are really clicking” Lala grinned. “I’m gonna give you a heads up, Tae is super independent and doesn’t like it when men tell her how to do things. She can be stubborn sometimes, and tend to push people away when they’re getting ‘too close’, but I’m sure it’s because she lost Brandon a couple of years ago. She hasn’t had a real relationship since, but I think you guys are perfect for each other. Just take your time”
“Thanks for the advice. How’s the wedding planning going?” I asked changing the subject. “Have ya’ll picked a date?”
“August 31st. That gives ya’ll plenty of time to get to know each other. You never know, it could be a double wedding” she teased.
“You and Trey are something else” I laughed. “Ya’ll swear ya’ll some matchmakers”
“I know right” Tae laughed, coming back from the restroom. “They stay trying to hook us up. We got this Lala, we don’t need no help” she winked in my direction.
“So, when are you heading back to Houston?”
“Tonight. I gotta get back to business, but I will be back for that exhibition. Don’t forget to send me the info so I can make arrangements asap”
“I’m doing that now” I replied, pulling out my phone and forwarding an email to her. “Done”
“Cool. I can’t wait” she smiled widely and leaned in for a hug. She smelled so good, I didn’t want to let go, and I had to focus to keep my manhood from jumping up and scaring her.
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“Thank you soooo much for dropping everything to come over. There’s been so much going on, I just needed some normalcy” Nicki sighed plopping on the couch.
“What’s going on?”
“The wedding is less than two months away and I’m just scared. Sam is constantly on the road. How is this supposed to work?”
“What do you mean? The same way it’s been working. Ya’ll have been together forever, why is his job bothering you now?”
“Because of this” she sighed, tossing a small ziploc bag on the counter. There was a little white plastic stick with a blue positive sign.
“Wait, you’re pregnant?”
“I just found out today. I don’t want kids like this Chris. I want to be married. I want my child to have both parents present, not in and out. I can’t do this by myself” she cried.
“First of all, you will never have to do it by yourself. What do you think family is for? Blood couldn’t make us any closer.”
“I know that. It’s just....this wasn’t in the plan, not yet.”
“Well sometimes the plan isn’t what you envisioned. That doesn’t mean it can’t be as beautiful or even better”
“You’re right” she smiled, relaxing a little bit. “I just wasn’t expecting this to happen to me. We’ve been so careful”
“Well usually the best blessings come unexpectedly” I smiled poking her stomach. “You’re about to be somebody’s mommy”
“Ugh. You always bring the good to light in any situation. You’re looking good too, and you haven’t stopped smiling since you walked in the door. Spill it. You and Robyn back together?” 
“I wish. I mean, no. I don’t know what happened. We talked on her birthday, made plans, and she stood me up. I’m done with that, I can’t hold on to the past forever. I met someone though. Her name is Tae, it’s new and I don’t want to jinx it, but I think she might be a good one”
“Awww, if she has you smiling like that, she must be a good one. I haven’t seen you with a ‘happy’ smile in so long, bro. You deserve to be happy again. Everyone makes mistakes, that doesn’t mean you have to bask in them for the rest of your life. Well, I guess this means you have a date for the wedding” she added.
“I told you it’s still new. We’re just kicking it and getting to know each other.”
“Well, I hope she’s still around by then. I’d love to meet her” she added. “Oh and another thing. I was really hoping you could be the one to walk me down the aisle”
“Are you serious?”
“Yes. I don’t know where I would be if I never met you. You don’t even understand how much you’ve influenced my life. I would not be where I am without you, that’s a fact” she smiled as her eyes began to water.
“Awww, don’t cry. Of course, I got you. I will always be here for you, and that big head baby you’re gonna have” I grinned, giving her a bear hug. “Now get yo ass on the phone and tell that man he has a baby on the way, so he can start getting things in order. I know he’ll do whatever it takes to make you happy, besides I’ll make sure of it”
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Nr 51 from the writing prompts pleaseee😍
Thank you so much for your request, babes! Sorry this one took me a bit longer. Between the other requests I had and keeping up with No Control, this took bit of a backseat, but I finally got time to write it. Hope you like it!
Also, this got a wee bit out of hand, so it kinda ends on a cliffy. If you want a second part, just let me know!
51. “I see the way you look at me when you think I’m not looking.”
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Y/N was fucked.
Well, not literally, which was part of her problem, she thought. At least if she was literally fucked, she would be getting something other than feelings of immense frustration and a little bit of self-loathing from this situation. 
But, no. Y/N was fucked in the metaphorical sense where she knew no good could come of the feelings she could sense growing in her tummy, like a snowball that has somehow rolled itself into an avalanche without anyone noticing. One day she’d been happy to have a laugh with the boy she had no business even being friends with, and now she got butterflies in her stomach and a little flutter in her chest whenever he’d so much as smile because of her. She wasn’t sure when or how it’d happened, but it had, and now she was fucked.
That was all she could think of as she sat across from said boy at a pub, his hair hidden under a beanie, his nose adorably scrunched up as he laughed at some comment she’d made about his recent televised portrayal of Mick Jagger on an American TV show. He was freshly back from his debut performance as a solo artist, having taken to New York for the momentous occasion. They’d seen each other just the week before, before he’d left for America for a few days, but she had felt like she’d missed him dearly in their time apart. Seeing and hearing him giggle at her comment made her insides warm, and she couldn’t help the smile that settled onto her own face, happy with making him happy.
It’s not like they spent all their time together. He was a busy person, always off making music or filming already critically-acclaimed blockbusters or arranging some sort of promo for the new time in his career. But they’d seen a decent amount of each other and they’d become relatively close over the years, going to each other when they were looking for a fun time and a guaranteed laugh. Y/N knew she didn’t really have a reason to miss him so, other than the fact that she had developed feelings for the man. It was an unsettling sort of feeling, missing him so deeply even though she’d seen him more than normal in recent months. She’d gone months without even so much as a call between them before with little thought, but now not texting him everyday seemed like a travesty.
“Yeh’ve seen me do the impression before!” he protested through his chuckles. He took a sip from his glass, still sort of grinning at her, his green eyes never leaving her’s.
“Yeah! But never with you all dressed up and on national fucking telly,” she giggled, gently kicking at his shin underneath the table. She vaguely understood that she was actually flirting with him now, something she was sure she’d never done before, but she couldn’t help it. “And it made me miss your long hair.” She pouted at him playfully, though her statement was true. She’d met Harry when he was already in the process of growing it out, so she’d never seen it short in person before. Seeing him for the first time after the fancy photoshoot where he’d cut it had been a bit of a shock for Y/N, she’d admit. 
“Kinda miss it myself, honestly,” he nodded, running his hand over his head to rid himself of the beanie and tug his fingers through his hair. It was a bit longer now than it had been in recent months, since he’d had to keep it pretty uniform for while he was filming, but he was pretty sure Lou was going to talk him into a cut soon. “Don’t know when I’ll get a chance to grow it out again, though. Don’t wanna be in a weird phase when I have to do the premiere and stuff.”
Y/N huffed, a little put out. “Know my opinion doesn’t matter much, but I really liked the long hair. Bring it back, dammit!” she joked.
“Course your opinion matters, petal,” he admonished. “I could see the utter horror in your eyes when I saw yeh for the first time after I’d got it cut.” He chuckled at the memory, sipping at his pint. 
“It wasn’t horror!” she protested. “I was just shocked. Never knew yeh with short hair. Baby Harry had short hair. Man Harry always had long hair.”
“Do yeh refer to me as Baby Harry and Man Harry regularly in your head?” he asked, eyebrows scrunching together.
“Not unless I see photos of yeh from your early days. You look like a right child back then.”
“I was a child back then,” he reminded her. “Been doin’ this since I was sixteen.”
She cooed. “Aw, such a wee little lad.”
“Oh, shut it,” he chuckled, throwing some peanut shells at her that had accumulated on the table.
It had been a few days since Harry and Y/N had gone for a drink at their local pub, and she hadn’t really been expecting to hear from him for awhile, what with the promo for his new album and it’s ever-nearing release date. She figured he’d be much too busy with traveling and getting things in order to text her much less stop by her flat in North London, just a few block from his own home. But that’s exactly what he did one evening after Y/N had gotten in from work, already changed into her pyjamas and hair already thrown up in a half-assed bun. She was just about to start wiping her makeup off when there was a buzz, indicating that someone was requesting to come in. 
Y/N wasn’t expecting anyone, so she thought maybe it was one of her neighbors who forgot their keys needing to be let in. It had happened before, seeing as the older woman who lived next to her was very forgetful and often left her keys sitting on her kitchen counter when she left for her bingo nights that happened twice a week. Y/N wasn’t quite sure exactly which nights those were, but there was every possibility that one of them was that night. 
She answered the buzzer with a slight smirk on her face, waiting to hear Mrs. Knowles’ high pitched voice answer back to her when she said her greeting. 
“Lemme in, love,” came back Harry’s slow drawl, slightly shocking Y/N. “Bit nippy out here for mid-April.”
“I gave you a spare key to the front door so you wouldn’t have to wait, Harold,” she nagged, worried about someone out on the street recognizing him and bombarding him. She pressed the button to unlock the door.
“Lost it,” he answered casually, and Y/N could nearly see the shrug of his shoulders. 
She waited to continue their conversation until he was in the safety of her flat. As soon as he was in the door and shrugging off his coat, she picked up where they left off.  
“Lost it? I put it on your key ring for you! Now some creep is gonna get into my flat and it’ll be all your fault. If I die, I’m gonna make sure the police throw your ass in jail right alongside my murderer’s.”
“Can’t really do that if your dead, can yeh?” Harry mocked with a roll of his eyes. “And stop bein’ dramatic. I know the key’s in my house, just don’t know where.”
“That’s reassuring.”
“Will yeh just stop for a mo’? Came over here for a reason, yeah?”
“And what is that, H?”
“What are yeh doing on the twenty-sixth?” he asked, a shit-eating grin making it’s way across his face. 
Y/N turned to look at the refrigerator where a dry-erase calendar was posted. She put her work schedule up on it as well as any appointments or important dates so that she’d remember when they came around. She remembered important events and dates just fine, but she was usually so busy scrambling around like a chicken with it’s head cut off that she forgot when it was coming up. It usually wasn’t until a day later that she’d remember and kick herself in the arse for it. The calendar helped to keep the clutter of her brain organized. 
“Nothing,” she shrugged. “‘ve got three days off in a row starting that day.” She silently rejoiced at that, having forgot from when she wrote it down the week prior. “Nothing else, though. Thought of maybe popping by my parents’ to spend a day with them. Why?”
“I’m goin’ to Paris for a performance and interview on a television show there,” he told her, grin only growing wider. 
“Congratulations?” she responded, kind of confused at the giddiness. This wasn’t something he hadn’t done before. “Make sure I set a reminder to watch it.”
“No, no,” he quickly denied, grabbing her hand from where she went to take up a marker to write the event down in the little box on the calendar. “Want yeh to come with me. Never been to Paris before, right?”
“Yeh serious?” she gasped, spinning back to stare at him with wide eyes. “Absolutely. Gonna be there for two full days, but the show’s only on the first one. Figured we could explore Paris together a bit. Sorta mini holiday.”
“What am I to do while you do your telly thing? Sit in the hotel? Get lost in Paris by myself and get picked up by human traffickers?”
“Why are yeh always so dramatic?”
“You’re the one who made me watch all the Takens! They were in Paris in the first one. I trust yeh, Harry, but you’re not exactly Liam Neeson.”
“Bugger off,” he huffed. “You’re gonna come with me, yeh weirdo. Sit all pretty in the studio and laugh at me trying to answer the questions that’ll all be in French and cry like yeh always do when I perform. Sound alright?”
“I do not always c—”“
“Love,” he cut off, grabbing her gently by the shoulders. 
She huffed. “Fine. Alright. I’ll come with yeh. Send me the information. Now, either get your arse out of my flat or sit down and watch some Netflix with me.”
Harry grinned, triumphant in getting her to agree to come to Paris with him on such short notice. He had been worried that she’d have to work or she just really wouldn’t have wanted to come with him, because they weren’t really that close, but he was pleased that it had all gone off without a hitch. Harry liked Y/N’s company. She was funny and quick-witted and she kept him on his toes in the best way possible. 
It had been complete chance that they had met a few years ago—having literally bumped into each other in a local Tesco’s on the soup aisle—but Harry thought maybe it wasn’t really chance, but actually fate. Within ten minutes of knowing her, he had felt like they knew everything about each other, aside from Y/N obviously recognizing him. She’d never treated him as Harry Styles though. They’d bumped into each other, causing Y/N to drop the soup cans she’d been balancing in her arms and under her chin. She’d cursed rather loudly, making Harry’s eyebrows jump up on his forehead at hearing such a little thing curse so vividly and with such emotion. He’d been quick to apologize, dropping down to pick up her cans and stand them upright so they didn’t roll away.
“Should’ve gotten a bloody basket,” she’d grumbled to herself, obviously frustrated. “Popped in for fucking milk and a new box of tea. Didn’t fucking think they’d be having such a good deal on the bleeding soups.”
Harry had chuckled at her dialogue to herself, amused with her colorful language and her grumbling. She must have heard him, because she popped her head up and leveled him with a glare. “What’re yeh laughing for? You’re the one that’s made me drop ‘em all.”
“I’m sorry,” he apologized through a chuckle. “I’m not laughing at yeh, promise.” He’d quickly started piling her soup cans into his own empty basket, having just entered the store. “Take my basket. Yeh won’t have to carry all the soup in your hands, then. I’ll get a new one.”
Y/N had paused then, finally realizing who it was she was knelt beside. “You’re that Styles bloke. That one in the boyband.”
Harry tried to keep his cringe to himself, so he smiled tightly and nodded. “That would be me,” he confirmed, hoping this wouldn’t get unpleasant. He’d just wanted to get some food since his home had sat empty for so long. His fridge was nearly completely empty. He would never complain aloud, but he really didn’t want to run into any fans on his quick trip out.
“Neat,” she brushed off, moving to pile more cans into the basket. “Sorry for cursing at yeh. Been a long day.”
Harry was a little thrown off by her quick brush over how he was famous. It was rare that he was recognized and not bombarded for pictures or signatures or the like. He didn’t really like that a normal human interaction felt novel to him, but he did like that she had been so breezy about it all. Maybe she just wasn’t one to obsess over celebrities. Or maybe she didn’t like their music. 
After that, they’d got to talking about something so completely mundane, Harry couldn’t even remember what it was, but they spent a good fifteen minutes in the soup aisle of Tesco’s talking about nonsense and laughing together. When they had parted ways, it had been with no intention of ever seeing each other again, which both parties were surprisingly bummed about. It wasn’t two weeks later, however that Harry saw Y/N sitting in the window of a local coffee shoppe, stirring at a large mug with a spoon and reading a book he recognized by the cover. He remembers feeling a little flushed, knowing the dirty contents of the poems within, but smiling nonetheless, because it was a book he was fond of and somehow it fit that she was reading it. So, he’d popped in, spooking her at first and making her blush as she shut the book, placing it face down on the counter. He’d made a teasing comment about the author and the words in the book, and while she sat stunned at first, she quickly righted herself and made a joke about it being the only action she’d seen in months. 
She had rejoiced internally at the way it made Harry pause, hoping he’d felt even a fifth of the embarrassment she’d felt at his original greeting.
They left that day with each other’s numbers and a promise to get in touch. Ever since then, they’d see each other occasionally, usually in casual places where Harry could keep his head down. She’d even met his bandmates within a few months of knowing them. After they’d all hung out together at a pub, Harry had gotten a good ribbing from the lads about how fond he was of her. Harry had denied it, because it was a bit ridiculous that he’d be soft for someone he’d hardly seen, but he couldn’t deny to himself that he had a bit of a crush on her. He never addressed it though, and they’d kept their relationship platonic in the years that followed. 
Three years in, though, and that same warm feeling he’d get in his chest when he was around her had only intensified. Even when they’d hadn’t spoken much in a few months, he’d dream about her and his fingers would itch to text her or call her up when he was alone in his hotel room after a long day of shooting. He’d held himself back, though, not wanting his tired mind to do something he’d regret in the morning. 
He was playing off this new request for her to join him in Paris as him being a good friend and taking her to Paris since she’d expressed the want to go several times over the years but never getting a reason to go. Now he was giving her a reason since he was going to be there anyway. She’d get to see him perform his own solo music live for the first time, as well, and Harry was telling himself that was all it was. But he knew he had selfish reasons for asking her to tag along. He wanted more time with her because she made him feel good and he felt comfortable with her. He’d wanted to ask her to come to New York with him, too, since he had been so nervous for his first solo performance and he thought she’d make him feel better, but he had to be there for a whole week to rehearse and practice for his skits as well as his performance. She’d never have the time off.
But now he’d have time with her for two whole days in Paris, just the two of them, and he was beyond excited. He didn’t know what would come of this trip, and he wasn’t sure if he was excepting anything profound, but he was excited, anyhow.
“I feel highly underdressed,” Y/N expressed, looking down at her own wardrobe and comparing it to Harry’s. It was cold in France still, much like it was in England, and she’d put on a grey jumper, a navy green jacket, black jeans and black boots*. She’d ditched her scarf once they’d entered the building, but her casual outfit had nothing on the trouser and vest combo Harry was wearing with a plain black tee that fit him perfectly.
“Yeh look perfect,” Harry assured her, buttoning up the cute little vest he had on that matched his trousers. 
“I look like a slug compared to you.” 
Harry pursed his lips and furrowed his brows at her comparison. “Yeh do not look like a bloody slug, and yeh look beautiful. I’m only dressed like this because I’m gonna be on telly.”
Y/N huffed but peeked a little grin at his compliment. The part of her that fancied Harry always giggled like a school girl when he complimented her. The other part of her hurried to repress it and make sure she didn’t let out the embarrassing sound. “Your bum looks really good in those trousers,” she said to keep the attention away from herself. 
“Oi, what yeh lookin’ at me bum for?” he yelped, hands automatically moving to cover said area of his body.
Y/N laughed. “Couldn’t help it when yeh bent over to tie your shoes.” She walked by, taking Lou’s cue to join her in going out to the crowd with just minutes to spare before Harry was set to appear on stage. She patted a light smack to Harry’s bum and snickered when he yelped.
“Cheeky!” he yelled after her as the door started to swing shut behind them.
“Yeh know yeh love me, Styles!” she tittered back, laughing with Lou as they made their way down the hall leading to the main area of the studio. 
“Yeah, I do,” Harry sighed, though it fell on deaf ears.
Y/N was a mess of emotions as she watched Harry perform his own new single live for the first time. Sure she had seen him on the telly the week before, and she had been pretty emotional then, but this was completely different. She could feel his energy on that stage, much like she could when she caught a few of his shows when he was in One Direction. This was different, though. There weren’t a few other lads to take up the attention or to evenly disperse that intense energy. All of it was very obviously coming from Harry and she couldn’t quite contain how that made her feel. 
So, yes, she was crying by the time the drums got added to the song, and she had several tears streaming down her face by the time the bridge came around. Lou hugged her close, and she felt a bit silly for crying—even though Lou was pretty teary-eyed too—because she wasn’t sure it made her any different from any of the other young girls in the room that were crying, too. But Y/N realized she was crying because one of her best friends was up on that stage, bearing his soul to a crowd by playing his first solo single and absolutely killing it. She was intensely proud of him and all she wanted to do was hug him close and tell him what a good job he was doing. She felt sort of like a mum with how she wanted to coo at him, but she couldn’t really care then. Because she also wanted to kiss him until they were both breathless, and she figured that wasn’t very motherly at all.
Harry beamed as the song finished and quickly hopped off stage to join the host of the show at the desk in the center of the studio. He caught sight of Y/N in the front row, fingers quickly wiping underneath her eyes to rid herself of tears, and his smile brightened when he caught her eyes. She gave him a watery smile back and a thumbs up, her way of congratulating him when she wasn’t allowed any words. He blew a quick kiss to her before shaking the host’s hand and sitting to begin the interview portion. 
Since Y/N knew about ten words of French (six of them being the numbers one through six), the interview was a little lost on her, especially when the host would say something and the rest of the crowd would laugh. Her and Lou were pretty lost, and they relied heavily on Harry’s reactions and his answers to understand what was going on during the whole thing. 
There was one time, though, where Y/N caught the word ‘woman’ in the host’s question, and Harry took a bit longer than was necessary for the translation to flow into his in-ear to think up an answer. His eyes shifted to Y/N, who was sitting off to the left of him, keeping an eye on her as he formulated an answer she already knew was going to be bullshit.
When he started spewing about how the album was more a reflection of himself than a bunch of songs written about a woman, she knew he was lying through his teeth. Y/N hadn’t heard the album yet, because she liked the suspense of listening to it when everyone else in the world got to, so she wasn’t quite sure what all the songs sounded like or were about. But, for whatever reason, Harry was lying about his answer, and she was a little curious about the honest one. She’d have to ask him about it later, she figured. 
After his telly performance, he had a radio interview, but he promised Y/N they would get lunch afterward, just the two of them, so Y/N went back to the hotel by herself, since Harry needed the rest of his team around to finish out his interview. Luckily, the hotel was in walking distance and she remembered the way they’d came, because there was no way she’d have been able to read the street signs and navigate her way back. 
Back in the hotel, Y/N waited for Harry in his own room as opposed to the room she was sharing with Lou just across the hall. She contemplated turning on the telly to pass some time, but she realized she probably wouldn’t find any channels in English, so it was a waste. It wasn’t an issue anyway, since Harry showed up only twenty minutes later, smiling and already stripping out of his clothes. 
“There’s a cafe down the street I saw that looked good. Wanna head there for lunch?” he suggested, nearly tripping as he tried to shimmy his trousers down his legs.  
Y/N tried desperately to prevent herself from blushing as he took off his clothes. She’d seen Harry in close to nothing before since the man had a propensity for wearing as little clothes as possible whenever he wasn’t in public, but it was somehow different now, when it was just the two of them in his hotel room. Plus, his boxers were doing somehow less of a job at hiding his dick than his trousers usually did, and Y/N was slightly worried that it’d pop out of the little slip in his pants while he shimmied around to get the rest of his clothes off. 
Not to mention, Harry was still in incredibly good shape from his time on set and the workouts he still got in regularly, and the muscles of his upper body were making her a little hot and bothered. The shift of his back muscles as he pulled his black shirt over his head and the bulge of his biceps as he lifted his suitcase onto the bed were nearly enough to make her drool.
She cleared her throat before answering. “Yeah, sounds good. You’ll probably have to translate the menu for me, though.”
“I always forget you never took French in school.” 
“I thought Spanish would be cooler.”
He snorted as he pulled on his trusty black jeans. “Do you even remember any of it?”
“Sí.”
Harry burst out laughing, and she did her best to hide her grin because she wanted to be upset with him for laughing at her, but she couldn’t help it. He was still chuckling as he pulled on a t-shirt and the same hoodie that he wore when they flew in this morning. “Really fluent there, I see.”
“Impressive, I know,” she sighed, flipping her hair at him.
“Vamanos, senorita. Yo tengo hambre.”
Harry could feel Y/N’s stare as he ordered for both of them in French, just like he could always feel her stare when she thought he wasn’t paying attention. It was something she’d been doing for awhile now, and he’d caught her several times, even though he was pretty sure she never realized he had. She would have gotten all flustered and huffy if she’d ever known he realized she was staring at him with such a soft look on her face. It was an expression he wanted to photograph and keep forever in one of his journals or in his bloody wallet. It was a look that let him know that the feelings he harbored for her weren’t one-sided. 
Harry thanked their waiter and passed the menus off. Y/N stared at her tea, dropping her gaze quickly once Harry turned back to face her. The clinking of the metal spoon against the ceramic cup was rhythmic and it lulled helped Y/N to calm the butterflies that had kicked up in her stomach as she’d watched Harry interact with their waiter. She hated that even the most mundane things about Harry made her react so strongly. She felt out of control of her own body, and while she wanted the control back, she wasn’t necessarily upset that it as Harry who made her feel these things. There were worse people to get flustered over, she thought.
Harry cleared his throat over the lump that had formed there when he thought about voicing his next statement. He wasn’t quite sure this was the best place to have this conversation, but the urge to address it right then was something he couldn’t ignore. It was like the sentence was jumping to make it’s way out of his mouth and he was at it’s mercy at this point. Maybe he should have waited until they were in a more private place, but he’d started speaking before he even had a chance to second guess it. 
“I see the way yeh look at me when yeh think I’m not looking.”
Y/N’s stirring stopped immediately, letting her hand pause with the spoon mid-stir. She gulped loudly, afraid to face what Harry’s statement really meant. She hadn’t been that obvious, had she? She hadn’t thought so. She was pretty sure that she’d only let herself stare at him longingly when he wasn’t looking, but apparently Harry had eyes on the side of his head now. She could feel her body beginning to flush, the heat working it’s way up from her chest to her cheeks. Suddenly her cozy jumper felt suffocating and she worked quickly to remove her scarf that felt like it was strangling her. 
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she got out hoarsely, clearing her throat. There, that was fine. Denial was better than making a fool out of herself. 
Harry sighed. “Love…”
“Yeah?” she asked, finally chancing a glance up at him. The soft look on her face took her aback for a moment, and she blinked at the shock of seeing him look like how she was sure she looked when she stared at him. 
“I look at yeh the same way. You’re just too busy making sure I don’t see you to notice it.”
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Fall Festival
 This is for Batfam Halloween Content War day 2! (it’s still Thursday in some parts of the country..right? haha..) The prompt was “Celebration.”
Summary: Dick convinces his siblings to attend the fall festival so Damian can see what it’s all about! They day they end up having, from start to finish, is the best Dick can remember. 
Words: 2063
Rating: Gen 
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Tim picked up his phone from where it was buzzing on the table. Caller ID said it was Tam, so he pushed the button and answered it. “Hello?”
“Yeah, uh, any reason you cancelled literally EVERYTHING you had planned for tomorrow?”
Tim blinked. “What?”
“Yeah. My dad told me you had a meeting with the board tomorrow afternoon and you cancelled it. I thought it was weird, but then I saw that you’d cancelled two other afternoon appointments you had! What’s going on?” Tam sounded frustrated and a little hysterical.
Tim really didn’t understand. There’s no way he would’ve cancelled those meetings, and he was already on Tam’s bad side at the moment. “Okay wait, I know I had to cancel a couple last week, but I didn’t-“ Tim paused as he saw Dick stealthily slipping around the corner to reach for the fridge handle. “Hold on, Tam.”
Tim watched his brother silently. Dick continued to slowly open the fridge and grab the milk. As if Tim wouldn’t see him if he moved slow enough.
“Dick, do you know about this?”
“About what?” He slowly unscrewed the cap on the milk, avoiding eye contact with Tim.
“…Dick…”
“You’re gonna go with me to the Fall Festival tomorrow with me and Dami.” Dick looked up at him and smiled apologetically.
Tim blinked for a moment, then looked at the ceiling and took five seconds to breathe. “Okay,” he said to Tam again. “I’m really sorry Tam, something came up. I had to cancel.”
“Tim, I- That’s such an obvious lie! You just said you didn’t- I HEARD you talking to your brother!”
Tim felt a little guilty over making his poor coworker hysterical but he smiled a little despite himself. “Sorry. I’ll reschedule them, I promise. I’ll talk to you later, Tam.”
“Ugh.” Click.
Tim sighed and rolled his eyes to where Dick was drinking milk from the carton in front of the fridge. “At least some warning next time, yeah? I would’ve done it myself if I knew it was something this important to you.”
Dick screwed the cap back on the milk and set it back in the fridge. He rubbed his neck apologetically and came over to sit next to Tim. “I know you would’ve…but it was kinda more fun this way.” Tim watched as Dick’s eyes sparkled and even though he was only smiling softly, his eyes betrayed a mischievous grin.
Tim was silent for a moment. “Why do you want me to go so bad?”
Dick hummed for a second. “Because Dami thinks it’s for little kids, and it you go, then he’ll be okay with it. He looks up to you.”
Tim almost laughed. “He hates my guts.”
Dick thought for a moment. “He doesn’t hate you… you’re just the easiest to pick on.”
“Gee, thanks.”
Dick punched his shoulder lightly. “And he really does look up to you, actually. He sometimes says weird millennial phrases that even I don’t understand. It makes me feel old. That is all one hundred percent you and Steph.” Tim chuckled a little, but then Dick got serious. “He does respect you, though, you have to know that.”
Tim thought about it for a while and then sighed. “I mean I’m not gonna say no…where’s the festival?”
Tim saw Dick actually light up. He leaned forward and wrapped his long arms around Tim even from their uncomfortable angle. “Ahh thank you Timmy! Don’t worry about it, you’re riding with me and Dami. We’re also picking up Stephanie and Cass. Jason will meet us there.”
Tim chuckles. “Do they know that yet?”
Dick grinned. “They will.”
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The next day, when they all got to the festival, Dick went off to get their tickets and wristbands and left the others at the entrance to wait for Jason. Stephanie explained excitedly to Cass how she used to come every year with her school to pick out pumpkins. Tim laughed and remembered aloud the time they came together for a field trip and Steph tripped over a haybale and fell flat on her face. By the time Dick came back with food tickets and six wristbands, Jason had also shown up and everyone was listening to Steph talk about the homemade pie contests. Damian seemed curious but wary, and Dick could tell that he was a little nervous. He had never been to a fall celebration before, so everything was so new to him.
“The pies are one of the best parts of the whole experience! We have to go there and check them out! Ooh, and I think they have apple cider in that area too!” Stephanie bounced on her feet as she explained with her hands, and Damian looked skeptical.
“How do you know they’re not poisoned? If they are home made, is there some sort of security check? Do they test them first?” Damian sounded genuinely curious, which both amused and worried Dick a little.
Dick laughed a little exasperated already. Damian was raised to be untrusting, and despite the tremendous progress they’ve made, he still had a long way to go. “Damian no, this is a festival. There’s kids here and stuff… the pie won’t kill us.”
Damian grumbled and hunched his shoulders up defensively, sensing that they thought he was being paranoid. “It might.”
Jason shrugged. “It is Gotham.”
Dick smacked him on the back of the head. “Not funny.”
Jason rubbed his head and tried to hold back a grin. “I thought it was,” he mumbled under his breath.
“Alright, everyone takes one wristband and five tickets. Wristbands get you all the activities and one pumpkin. You’ve got five food tickets so use them wisely,” Dick explained, tearing off the tickets and handing them out.
As they all fixed the wristbands on, Stephanie gasped and pointed behind Damian. “Cass, pumpkin bowling! You’d be so good at this, c’mon!” Dick smiled as Steph pulled Cass by the hand, and grabbed hold of Damian’s sleeve as well. “Come on demon, let’s go wreck some little kids in pumpkin bowling.”
Damian spluttered for a second, looking at Dick wide-eyed, before following Steph and Cass, surprisingly allowing her to keep hold of his jacket sleeve. Dick watched as they ran off towards the crowd.
Jason nudged Tim and gestured to Dick with his head. “Look at him fawning over his baby siblings. It’s disgusting.”
Dick broke his adoring look towards the girls and Damian to glare at Tim and Jason as they both snickered.
“Let’s get some food, I’m starving,” Tim said starting towards the food trucks. Dick and Jason followed, keeping up light conversation along the way.
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The whole day went on like this, the six of them meeting up for food and breaking up for some activities. Damian tried his first slice of pumpkin pie, they all painted small pumpkins, the girls went off to learn how to dip candles.
By the end of the day, as the sun fell lower in the sky and the wind got cold enough to make them shiver through their jackets and scarves, they packed up to go back home. Alfred insisted that they all come back to the manor for a warm dinner, so they headed back and even Jason followed close behind on his motorcycle.
When they got back with frozen fingers and red noses, Alfred turned on the fireplace and served up dinner. Bruce sat at the table as well, which is an increasingly less common occurrence, so Alfred was in a very good mood. They all chattered loudly over the table, retelling the events of the day to Bruce and Alfred. At one point, Cassandra handed Damian the tiny white pumpkin she had painted on, with little bats and pawprints all over it. Damian looked surprised, but Cassandra and Dick could see the warmth filling him up at the gesture. He even thanked her quietly, and set the pumpkin next to his glass like a decoration.
Cass and Steph then handed Alfred the fall-colored candles they had dipped for him, wrapped with little twine bows. He smiled and kissed each girl on the forehead, proceeding to switch out the current candle holders with the new decorations.
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After dinner, Dick convinced them all to move to the living room and watch a Halloween movie to finish off their amazing day.
They ended up watching three movies, and by the middle of the third, the room was a mess. Popcorn and candy corn had been thrown around at each other, and blankets were pulled out of the linen closet, at least two for each person.
So by the time Bruce checked in on them before he went out to work for the night, he could hardly believe his eyes. Damian had fallen asleep with Cass curled up to one side and Steph sprawled on his other side, with a sleeping Titus at their feet. Tim had fallen asleep curled up in Bruce’s recliner, and Jason was sprawled over most of the couch, long legs dangling off the end. His head rested on a pillow that was leaned against a sleeping Dick, who was also curled up on the couch, but tipped over sideways against the armrest. The fireplace in the room made it warm but not hot. Bruce took a few minutes to admire his kids before he had to go into the cold night.
After a couple minutes, he realized that Dick was blinking blearily up at him from his spot on the couch.
“Bruce?” Dick’s voice was quiet and thick with sleep.
“Yeah.”
“Don’t go out tonight. It’s too cold,” Dick mumbled quietly. Bruce knew he must be mostly asleep, but still. Bruce had been out in much colder weather than this – Gotham winters were not kind. He knew that it really wasn’t that cold outside, and Dick was just half asleep. But something – probably Dick’s mind controlling powers that he had sometimes – told him to stay in. Just for the one night. It didn’t sound like such a bad idea.
“Okay,” he whispered, moving closer to Dick, whose eyes had slid shut again by this point.
Bruce reached for his oldest son’s hair and carefully brushed it out of his eyes.
“It was such as good day. The best,” Dick mumbled slowly, eyes still closed. Bruce was hit with a realization. He was no stranger to seeing Dick tired. Half-asleep, sometimes dozing on couches or half-slumped over the breakfast table. Dick had a horrible tendency to overwork himself – to push his limits until he needed sleep. But this was different. Dick wasn’t tired because he was exhausted, he was just tired after having a full, exciting day with his siblings. There were no dark circles under his eyes, no half-true smiles. He was surrounded by the warmth of his family, and that’s why he was content to sleep.
“I’m glad,” Bruce said quietly.
“Nobody even really fought. I haven’t seen Jason smile this much for… a long time.” Dick’s hand subconsciously moved down to touch the pillow Jason’s head was on. “Nobody got poisoned by the pies.” Bruce almost chuckled at this. Dick really must be half asleep. “I wish you were there,” Dick mumbled, cracking an eye open to look at Bruce, suddenly a little sad.
Bruce paused, his heart hurting just the slightest bit. The words I do too lingered on his tongue, but he didn’t say them. “Next time, Dick. I promise.”
“Mmm.” Dick seemed satisfied with this, because like a light, he closed his eyes and was out again.
Bruce stood and admired his wonderful children one more time, catching sight of Cassandra’s dark eyes watching him. She stayed where she was, curled against Damian, but her eyes looked warm and she smiled at Bruce. She delicately moved her hand to show him the “I love you” sign.
Bruce smiled gently and signed it back. Cassandra’s smile grew and she situated herself back into Damian, who didn’t stir.
Bruce slipped out of the room silently, thinking of Dick’s words. Even though he wasn’t a part of it, he is beyond glad that his kids had a wonderful day. He knows it usually doesn’t go so well trying to get their family to spend time together. Bruce made a mental note to properly thank Dick for arranging the whole thing, and headed off to bed for the night.
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gawaine · 6 years
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by popular demand: welcome to the saga of Fuckboy Supreme
*sigh* aka i’m dumb, what’s new
i’m going to try and keep this short bc ffs
Fuckboy Supreme (FS for short). Mr Popular of my cohort. hangs out at the back w/ the rest of the rugby boys. blonde, blue eyed... not my type.
i’d identified him as the FS of the year early on and Blonde Pop and I established that he, and my other friend Steffan, were probably the two best looking single guys in our course (not saying much). I heard that he was from money and was clearly trying to hide it (E much?) and I saw a lot of similarities. he was interesting to watch every now and then but I didn’t think we’d ever really cross paths.
except one day, we end up thrown together in clin. skills, alongside his best friend + housemate (Human Shield, for future reference. he becomes important later) and we kind of chat and lo and behold, he’s actually a pretty chill guy? nice enough to talk to. to the point where I tell my friends this (we all sit together down at the front) and I shock both FS and HS when I see them around and say hi (after HS and I spend a hospital shift together on NICU). more importantly, in that clin. skills session, me and HS are meant to “watch [FS] closely” to give feedback and I notice that this dude’s legs are absolutely insane, sculpted out of effing marble, and that same day, he’s happy to whip off his shirt (we’re doing resp. exams) and keep it off as he talks to someone. and I see he has a scar on his shoulder and ofc bc ME I’m like “omg sO PRETTY AND CLEAN” and he lets me basically play around with his weird af shoulder (old injury, post-surgery) as he chats to one of our tutors and I’m chatting to another tutor about the scarring. and he smells clean and he’s not super sculpted, as one would expect, but he’s lean in a natural, soft kinda way and i’m like okay, cool. and we chat a little and he’s nice about me not having a science background and w/e.
weeks go by, we say hi every now and then. then I slowly become obsessed with his legs.
it’s a slow process but the boy keeps walking into lectures, right by my seat to get to his, and he wears shorts and seriously... l e g s. but I’m wary of this so I’m happy to objectify him and for a time it works; idgaf if he notices (he doesn’t) and my friends find it hilarious, but I tell them I’m not interested in anything above the neck (or really, anything that isn’t thighs down) bc happy to stare and not know a thing about his personality thank you very much.
... I go out of my way to stand by that. and then, in a particularly shitty lecture one day, as I’m contemplating trying a psych shift, I realise the only person I know of who’s done what I’m interested in is... FS.
I decide fuck it, I’ll just message and ask - no being polite or friendly, straight to the point bc it’s work and I’m not there to open a door (even though, and I tell the girls this, by opening up messaging I feel like I am). this causes a non-stop 45min FB chat - I mean non-stop - and he’s hilarious. super hilarious. he’s also flirting w/ me and whilst I know this is all bc he’s FS (and I tell him so - he finds it v. funny), it’s a fun convo and it’s harmless and I reckon he’s just playing up bc we’re both bored.
... things escalate quickly.
we message back and forth a lot - he’s very quick and sharp, so he keeps up w/ me easily, but I’m treating him as I would anyone else. this lasts a while, but he keeps flirting and I keep telling him he’s a moron and eventually say if he keeps it up I’m just going to treat him like a psych experiment.
... I assume him continuing means he knows i’m being serious.
he becomes my psych experiment. lots of things being studied, including E and stuff from my dissertation etc etc and although at this point I know we’re embroiled in a weird power struggle, I stop giving a fucks because hey, he’s an experiment to me and i’m an unofficial therapist for him, right? win win. i don’t NEED to give a fuck about how it comes across.
2 weeks later, i’m sitting in the library while he’s at home, and we end up arguing over FB. he starts off polite but it quickly becomes i’m being intrusive, messaging him a lot, etc; why can’t I treat him like Aussie Essex (Blonde Pop’s housemate and my friend, as well as FS’) aka a normal friend and I’m like “lol but we’re not friends”, which we’ve both acknowledged before, but my stance is: I know things about him bc I asked specific things bc psychoanalysis. He doesn’t know anything about me. Friendship is mutual, that isn’t. basically I’m like “look, i’m sorry, have a nice life” in nicer words (bc I’m lost bc in my mind - I TOLD him he was a psych experiment??) and he’s all “what so you’re going to ignore me forever now haha” in not so many words and I’m like ???, but when he doesn’t respond, i’m like cool, we’re dead to each other, fine.
the girls notice how fucking ICE COLD we are w/ each other when we’re in the common room, though we wouldn’t normally talk, and Trout (not indicative of her face; a girl we both know, a member of the School - aka the group of girls who worship FS and his friends in my year, they have literally sat at FS’ feet before - who at this point, has been watching me and FS for a while) gets smug. bear in mind, after that first FB chat, I was throwing an event as co-president of the trauma society and was making the rounds around the common room to see who was coming and, after some initial back and forth, I commanded FS to come and he was like “fuck OKAY. okay? shit yes, okay” (he didn’t come and was meant to help me get numbers, but he fucked that too. idk if it was deliberate. it was a success anyway tho so w/e) and Trout was all ?!?!?! because she watches FS like a hawk and so he and I talking clearly confused her
but then a few days later he sees me sitting alone in lectures where I don’t usually sit and he’s like “morning Hannah” and, too shocked to do anything else, I auto-reply “morning [FS]” and just like that we’re okay again?
after the fight, I message him once - a silly message in a lecture by a 1st world Barbie - to test his reaction to the lecture more than anything else, but he doesn’t reply, which I suspected, but after that... no FB. I refuse to break that rule.
BUT I do grab him a couple of times when he walks by my seat in the break; I apologise face-to-face after he says hi and he apologises for the misunderstanding regarding the argument (he may have said hi after that?? idk) and he basically demands we’re friends and I’m like yeah whatever sure pal
but then he walks in one day wearing a beanie just like E’s and I. i just. it becomes a thing. i have a really cute bobble hat I wear every day bc our lecture theatre is colder than the Arctic fucking circle and so as I joke about him competing, I’m really freaking out bc that’s when I realise just how MUCH he reminds me of E. this hat becomes a Thing. I grab it one time and threaten to keep it hostage with Blonde Pop in front of all of his friends and they look at me like I’m insane, confused, lost at how I, a Front Row Person, dares to challenge FS. I’m literally in high school again.
aware of that, I die it down... and long story short, somehow, FS starts saying hi more and more in the morning and we have these mini chats (once the hat thing dies down), but it’s really tiny.
then I fuck up my wrist.
it pisses me off bc he’s clearly curious but doesn’t ask and I’m like “further proof we’re not friends” to myself but by this point, so much little shit has happened that all of my friends know what’s going on (lbr they did anyway) and his School are aware of me too - but OH - so there was this med school ball thing and we both went and that’s when I got more E vibes and I was like “fuck this” bc the more I avoided it the more it was happening and he was avoiding me and so AFTER that I was like “fuck this” and planned on ignoring him but that just... didn’t happen (I’m omitting so much of the finer details).
so yeah, he’s annoying me about my wrist bc he’s eavesdropping when I talk to my friend about it, but... nothing? so I’m like w/e fuck this dude and by this point, as an accidental by product of me being pissed with him at the ball (and myself), I’m dealing with some other male Situations and it’s pissing me off 
bUT then exam week arrives and we have a really lovely chat before anatomy and he’s being all sweet and friendly and the School is confused and HS is confused (HS is perpetually confused when it comes to me and FS, which is odd, bc otherwise we’re pretty chill w/ each other) but at this point something doesn’t feel right bc I’m good w/ body language, right? communication, esp non-verbal, is my thing. and he’s being weird.
then I come home for the weekend to get my wrist seen to and Blonde Pop goes out with everyone else to celebrate exams being over (I leave with 2 of my other friends right after) and FS sees Blonde Pop, who he’s spoken to bc of me enough times now, and he asks where I am - and that’s weird bc we NEVER have spoken in a social setting so I’m like??
we get back; he stops before lectures and comments on my temporary cast (fracture clinic appointment tomorrow guys, prayer circle) and says something like “oh, well it’s good it’s completely immobilised” (30mins later i realise why this bothered me; he’s quoted me directly from when he was eavesdropping on me and my friend discussing the injury accidentally, and I’m like aHA I KNEW IT) and I make a flippant comment about yeah, but it’s not great for getting dressed in the morning and he’s like “oh, I’ll help you get dressed” and I look at him like wtf bc lol he’s such a moron but also ??? but then he sees Kelly and bolts, though he was laughing too and trying to justify that comment (badly) and for perspective, I tell Kelly and she immediately picks up my phone to see it and I’m like no, this just happened in person and she’s like what the actual fUCK bc that is not the level FS and I are in person so it’s not just me ok
and then later I see him sitting with Aussie Essex and when I go to speak to AE he’s like “hi??” and me, not hearing him but seeing him watching me, am all flippantly like “oh hey” and carry on but it throws me tf off bc we’ve had our one convo of the day inside the lecture theatre and this is getting weird and i’m immediately like ?? did he sit with Aussie Essex knowing I’d say hi? wtf?
then it’s the end of term pub quiz collecting money for charity (I’m using so much ‘then’, it’s disgusting and u can see i’m not in writer mode) and my gut tells me to avoid FS bc he’s leaving after lectures the next day but everyone is like wtf no come, it’ll be chill, so I do, and it’s fine, and he’s there and right in my line of vision but i’m like w/e w/e and we kinda say hi but it’s in passing and at this point, I’m on good terms with like... the majority of the guys in his little gang (he lives with 4 of them, so I’m polite to all of them on some level) and so when HS is introducing me to his gf, it’s fine... until he’s like “oh btw I forgot to tell you - this is [FS’] girl”
??????????????????
things escalate quickly. first FS sends me hearts, I flip him off, then he starts talking and I can’t hear so I go over and that’s when I get fucking ambushed by his housemate, who I only have spoken to once or so but know his gf but will hereby be known as Buttface... about how they’ve all (FS’ friends) given every girl on each row a percentage of how much they think that girl fancies FS. I’ve scored one of the highest - 73%, alongside another girl with a slight reputation (no judgement) who has been all over FS the majority of the night so far.
the more I defend myself, the more Buttface claims that’s proof of it being true (as a lit grad, do you know how much that logic offends me???) and FS only repeats that he wasn’t a part of the convo, it was only about him so not to blame him. but he listens smugly. things escalate. i’m ashamed to admit i’m so thrown off that i am not my best and as things continue to escalate, i feel too blindsided to do what I want to (though I do half-slap FS once bc I can’t fully slap him in a room full of our course w/o Drama, and though I go to spill a drink on him twice, everyone stops me) and it’s a mess and once it’s over, i’m raging and have to leave. a lot of people stay out though, so half of the lecture is too hungover the next day... so I don’t see FS and that week, we broke off for Xmas break. but before i left, I nudged HS and was like “wtf so you and your house talk about me a lot...” (literally aLL OF FS’ housemates are familiar w/ the topic) and HS is like “nah, I reckon he fancies YOU” and I know HS is a shit stirrer so it pisses me off more
Blonde Pop is raging for me. Broski is like “meh, men”, though Percival takes offence at the shitty logic; but Deej and Cap (who I travelled with) are like lol what this is a victory. in the power struggle, you’re winning. he doesn’t think we know about all of this; but you’re clearly important enough for all of his housemates to know your name. Lulu and Dragon Jock see me the next day; I make Lulu give me a hug bc I’m like “am I giving off hoe vibes??” and Lulu, who is soft and smiley and a cinnamon roll, is all “nO IT’S LAD CULTURE AND IT’S RUBBISH” and it’s very cute and defensive of me and Dragon Jock is just like “lol i’ll hit ‘em”. which is nice.
general consensus is to ignore the fuck outta him come going back in 2 weeks but?? idk if I can? it’s not that simple bc we have the rest of the course together and I know that he’ll act like everything’s fine and if i say why i’m pissed, Buttface will use that as ‘proof’ (rather than me being horrified at their audacity, I mean CHRIST ON A STICK) and if I don’t, it’s still proof... Broski says this won’t go away anytime soon bc of that reason but that isn’t satisfactory either
and like i clearly try to blend into the bg to avoid drama and now i’m like? why bother?? when we all went for takeout in our last night in Swans before heading home, Cap was like “i find it hilarious how you have so much drama around you” and when I was all “i sit in my room and watch Netflix tho??”, he was like “... that’s why it’s hilarious” and tbh yes, but not in a funny way, in more of a dAMN IT way
fuck blending? it makes no difference? hence me accepting my femininity, bc... screw everyone else, I’ll do what the fuck I want 
but yeah. that’s the latest.
also, in slapping him, i felt his stubble and that was not the one.
berate me freely, go forth...
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xxprincessjewelsxx · 7 years
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BTS | You Being Pregnant
Anonymous said:
BTS reactions to their wife telling them she's pregnant
Jin: When you had talked to Jin about the possibility of starting a family together he was more than happy. He would probably get a little bit on the side of baby feverish as well.
“What in the world did you buy?” you questioned.
“Just some stuff we might need,” he said, setting down the bags from the baby store.
“I’m not even pregnant yet!” you said.
So when you found out you would have no issues what so ever bringing yourself to tell him. “Jin, Jin, Jin!” you said jogging up to him just before he entered the practice room at BigHit.
“Oh hey, Y/N,” he said smiling, “You look happy...what’s up.”
“I’m pregnant,” you said, not caring that probably a dozen people just heard you.
“That’s amazing Y/N!” he said hugging you, “Look I have practice, but we’ll celebrate later.”
That night when you heard the door open and close you called Jin to the kitchen. “Oh good I’m not late...oh I bought something...you think the baby will like it?” 
You turned around and saw him with a foam flower circling his face. “Yes...yes I’m sure the baby will like it.”
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Suga/Yoongi: You and Yoongi had decided that you wanted to start a family not long after you got married; only problem was you were having some problems actually conceiving. You had talked about adoption cause it was an option that you were both open to but you both wanted to try just a bit longer.
It worked...
You were ecstatic when that pregnancy test finally came back positive and at first you had it in mind just to run to the studio and tell him. But then you had a better idea...you wanted to tell him in a big way. So you got the guys involved and decided that at the next awards show you would reveal the news to him. He had talked about your struggles to start a family publicly so sharing the news with the fans wouldn’t be a problem,
So when the awards show came around and BTS was called to the stage, Namjoon gave an acceptance speech and then moved on to the big surprise...”I would also like to say one more thing, and this is for Suga if we could get a spotlight over in that area,” he said pointing into the crowd where you were.
You were standing there along with a staff member who handed you a mic. “Congratulations on the award guys...and Yoongi a big congratulations on becoming a father...”
The crowd started to scream and cheer and Yoongi started to clap until it hit him what you had said and the flood of emotions hit him and he started to cry tears of happiness.
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J-Hope/Hoseok: You were trying to start a family, but at the same time you weren’t. Meaning for you and Hoseok you wanted a small sunshine in your lives and you weren’t necessarily going to try but you were going to stop your birth control and well he wouldn’t use condoms for the time being. So if it happened it happened.
So when you became pregnant, though it wasn’t much of a surprise, you were surprised that it happened so soon. “Note to self, be careful in the future or will end up with football team.”
The thing was with Hoseok’s playful nature you didn’t want to just tell him the good news you wanted to have some fun with it so you started leaving subtle hints around the apartment and even when you visited him at work...although when the small hints didn’t work you had to push forward a bit more.
“Is one of your friend’s having a baby shower?” he questioned, looking at the plastic bag from the baby store.
“Hmm? Why do you ask?” you questioned.
“Because of the bag...” he said pointing.
“Oh this...I just thought we should start getting prepared...” you replied.
“Prepared...why...oh my god...are you?” he started getting even more excited as he saw a smile cross your face,” OH MY GOD YOU’RE PREGNANT!!!!” He jumped up and started dance around the practice room.
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Rap Monster/Namjoon: He knew something was up when you started acting strange around him. You had never been secretive around him or avoided him for any reason so when you said you had a doctors appointment and then you began to act funny around him he started to get worried.
“Y/N are you okay?” he questioned.
“Um...yea why?” you asked.
“Well...” he started, looking at the worried looking on your face, “Ever since your doctors appointment you’ve been acting very strangely.”
He had noticed; you knew he would...he was far from stupid and how in the world were you supposed to hide the fact that you were pregnant from him. When you two had gotten married you hadn’t really gotten a chance to talk about whether or not you wanted to take that next step. You did...but would he?
“Well...I am...” you started.
“Then why have you been avoiding me?” he asked.
“I’m pregnant,” you replied, receiving nothing but silence from him before a smile appeared on his face.
“Are you really???” he questioned, “This is amazing, jagi. I can’t wait to tell everyone.”
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Jimin: Smol bean did indeed want a smol bean of his own. That being said you had talked about starting a family of your own and you had both agreed that that’s what you wanted.
However finding the time with his busy schedule to actually work on that goal was beginning to become difficult so it was taking longer than either of you had really anticipated hoped. However, you did get your moments together and one of those moments worked.
But how to tell him? Easiest route would be to just run to him as soon as he got home and tell him. But that would be no fun...
“What’s with the fancy dinner?” Jimin asked, walking into the apartment to see dinner neatly laid out on the table instead of just waiting in the kitchen for him.
“Well...I have something exciting to tell you, but first food,” you replied.
Throughout dinner he kept trying to get out of you what you had to tell him but you wouldn’t relent, he had to wait. When dessert came around you turned on your phone camera and walked over to him.
“If you could ask for anything special...what would it be?” you questioned.
“For us to be together always,” he replied, smiling.
“Besides that cause that’s already gonna happen,” you said.
“Hmm well there is one thing,” he said, “Oh gosh this is embarrassing since I know you’re recording it.”
“Just tell me...” you urged.
“Well...we’ve been trying to start a family,” he said, “I would love for that to happen.”
“Well guess what Park Jimin...you’re gonna be a father,” you said.
“What? Really? Are you serious?” he said, “Oh my god jagi that’s...that’s amazing.”
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V/Taehyung: You know the term “one time won’t do any harm”? You knew you should’ve known better than to even listen to him when he said that. Yeah, yeah “safe sex” and all that but you did kinda want him to go without a condom too...it didn’t just feel good to one partner.
Now...you and Taehyung had talked about starting a family and it didn’t really seem like the right time what with another tour starting up so you figured you would return to the subject at a later time.
Yeah, that’s not happening. You missed your period and that was the first oh shit and then the second was the fact that you were feeling sick and then strike three on the ‘oh shit list’ was the positive pregnancy test....
Dinner that night felt very different to you. Although he was going on like the atmosphere in the room wasn’t even different; then again, maybe it was just you. 
“So then after practice we got lunch, but we were waiting almost an hour for it so we just canceled our order and went and got some fast food because we were hungry and at that point didn’t care what we were eating and-”
“I’m pregnant,” you spit out.
“What?” he asked, popping his head up.
“I’m pregnant,” you said again.
He was silent for quite a while trying to process this information but eventually managed to get out how happy he was.
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Jungkook:  You had both had a long and extensive talk about starting a family. You both wanted kids, but being young were you both ready for that. You weren’t quite sure about that...
So you had decided that even though, yes you did want to start a family together, you would wait a little while and make sure you were completely and absolutely sure you were ready.
“ha ha”
That laughter...yeah that was life laughing in the face of your plans. “Well this is um...” you started as you stared down at the positive pregnancy test. You really didn’t know how you were supposed to react at that point, because you had to many emotions going at once. And on top of it all...how where you going to tell Kookie.
After a long walk from your apartment to BigHit, you had decided you just needed to tell him. Straight forward, no beating around the bush.
“Oh hey, Y/N...did we have lunch plans?” Jungkook asked when you walked into the practice room.
“No...No...” you said, “Do you have a minute?” 
“Sure, we were just taking a break...you okay?” he questioned.
“Can I talk to you in private?” you asked.
He nodded and led you to the empty recording studio and shut the door behind you two. “What’s up?”
“I’m pregnant,” you replied and he was silent, “You okay?”
“I’m just...wow that’s a lot to take in,” he said, “I’m happy but wow.”
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Therapy/Counselling Diary #7 (plus some small but heartening accomplishments and a few other little frustrations)
Hmm... hmm... it’s hard to say how I’m feeling right now, a strange cocktail of refreshing see sawing determination with a little kick of spicy proudness mingled in with the usual bitterness of overhanging doubt and the chill of all those nerve-wracking fears. Tastes pretty terrible, probably an acquired taste, but unique non the less. I’m no expert at all, but I’ll give it a generous 2.3 stars overall.
Last week was... it was not so bad actually (or maybe that’s just cause I’ve forgotten a lot of it already lol). I pushed myself to try harder to do some of the things my counsellor wanted me to do, what I myself wanted to do and le gasp, it happened..! I guess her hard talk really did stir something good in me after all. To put it real brief right here for now, I went out a lot more than I usually would (just mundane stuff like shopping and supermarkets tho) and I did the phone orders thing!!!1! Not once but multiple times over three days! Yaaay! But this week I need to continue it and even one up it... boooo-- uh, I mean go me!! @w@
There were times I totally copped out though and it feels bad man as usual, but I at least tried and I was able to prove some of my presumptions and preconceived thoughts mostly wrong! It’s something! It’s a big step, an accomplishment for me, don’t downplay it silly me! *pats self on back and proceeds to go in hiding again- no no!* This week is already feeling a little bleak but I just have to toast it up a little, let myself get cosy in this newer environment by just being there and exposing myself to it more. C’mon, I can do it! ^^
Okay onto the actual counselling session, which was yesterday. I literally only just made it on time, phew haha. I was a little anxious going up to the room cause there were some other people around in the corridor but w/e no1currs really and that goes for every other situation everywhere else. When you’re absorbed and focused in what you’re doing like other people are and not constantly looking around and assuming people give a damn (which they don’t) then it’s all good!
Um, anyways she did the typical ‘how are you/have you been’ and I gave her my weekly self scoring sheet but also I told her I forgot to give her that self esteem sheet and presented that too. I told her of my achievements last week and she congratulated me, told me I needed to pat myself on the back more and that she’s glad last week actually helped get me off my butt (she said she felt kinda bad about it too, but not so much now that she saw it had a good effect kind of thing too ^^). I agree last week did help, though I definitely wouldn’t wanna go through that again though lol.
We went over the cycle from before real briefly just as a reminder that actually doing things is the best way to break it and to progress and I have this homework sheet consisting of a table with columns for my preconceived thoughts of a situation (which I am to score with a percentage I believe it), my emotions and feelings that arise, and my uhh re-scores and feelings after actually facing and going through the situation. I haven’t actually looked at the sheet since yesterday so I totally winged the explanation just then lol but it’s about linking thoughts and emotions and that’s pretty much the gist of it. I’m kinda nervous about filling it in and I’m leaving it to the end of the week to do it, which is bad, but I’ll at least know what to put in it better by then hopefully.
We went over some of the things I wrote on the self esteem sheet, some of my examples for the unhelpful negative behaviours and we discussed them for a while but only got through a few. She said she’d go over the other ones next time, we agreed I should continue to do what I did last week but maybe try even harder. (There’s lots of small details in the discussions which I can’t remember properly or can’t place in the right time slot rn oh welp ><”)
Then the session ended there (15 mins early) idk why though. But now that I think about it, maybe there was nothing else left to say or not much plan or other things needed to discuss in particular for the last 3 sessions so maybe just try and stretch what content we have on hand to discuss kind of thing? Or maybe she needed to go somewhere like the toilet? lol who knows xD 
I was feeling the session felt pretty short (my explanation also), but wasn’t all that bothered about it tbh, I’m not paying for it or anything and it gave me a little time to do other stuff before meeting with my sis. I plucked up the courage to go to a shop on my own again, I had a few things in mind that I actually wanted to look for which like the counsellor has said before will make it easier to motivate and immerse myself into doing things. I think I might write about this experience on the feelings-thoughts sheet. 
So, I went in, a little uneasy at first, but not as much as if it would have been a place I’ve never stepped foot into before. I perused at my leisure and tried my hardest not to be overly conscious of other people around, which I noted to myself do actually going about their own stuff and don’t pay you any mind at all which lessened the nerves a lot. I found some things I wanted, and this was another relief as I always get that niggling feeling that if I leave without buying they’ll think I stole something (but looking around the internets randomly, I came to know that this is a super common feeling which is comforting and I shouldn’t worry about it too much because so what if I didn’t buy anything, I just couldn’t find anything I wanted and that is totally fine!).
Partway in the last leg of my perusing, my sis phoned me and told me to hurry up and all that stuff and it kinda made me feel real antsy. I continued looking though at a slightly faster pace but she ended up calling outside and told me to hurry up even more and was waiting for me outside so I cut my browsing short and hurried to pay and felt pretty down about it. When paying I queued up behind a group of guys and felt self-conscious but well, they no care really and I got over it and ignored the thought. 
I went to the self serve till (the only kind open, so I wasn’t avoiding or anything) and proceeded to pay and I’m so glad I know how to use them as we use them most of the time my sis goes to the supermarket with me lol but I still was feeling pretty self-conscious and the ‘unexpected item in bagging area’ still gives me nerves and it happened twice to me but the assistant came over and fixed it straight away without me saying anything (which was a relief because I was feeling a little cowardly by then, but I would’ve been a little prouder of myself for actually asking).
I went with my sis to some other shops after that, I voiced that she was being quite mean on the phone and later she apologised, she was in a pretty bad mood in general and also the car park time wasn’t much and most of the bad feeling was dissolved. We then went to some other other shops with my mum in addition and I went off on my own to peruse which was nice though I couldn’t find anything I wanted, but it’s best not to waste monies on things I don’t need anyways. I got kind of sickly on the way home which wasn’t great but the general day was pretty alright.
There was somewhere else I wanted to go and me and my sis planned to go soon after but it was delayed and later I just kind of chickened out and took a nap instead :/ I was really tired and still sickly feeling though. I hope to get this sorted out this week still though, maybe I’ll tag along with my parents this time round, it’ll be okay! ^^
I also went to see a specialist doctor, I got a phone call for the appointment two days before the actual day (probably someone else cancelled) and I took it. I could’ve said no and waited even longer, but I didn’t, because health is important and should be dealt with asap! I wish I could bring myself to apply this to some of my other worries, but I’ll get there. Anyways it went alright, the typical general treatment route, but at least it’s something, now I’m waiting on my regular doc for the next steps. 
The kind of funny thing is though (in reference to my last post or maybe the one before it), is that I have been recommended to take anti-depressants (BUT not for depression) they happen to help with migraines and oversensitivity which affects me all the time pretty much. A lot of medicines help with other conditions they were not primarily made for, I only realised this in the recent years lol. I’m a little wary and I’m hoping that it’ll help, maybe even kill two birds with one stone, but if it doesn’t then oh welp and onto the next thing they recommend. I want to get better every way I can and there’s no harm trying (except maybe side effects ugh) it’s just the stigma thing again, it’s... complicated .__. But it’ll be okay!
In terms of my own art and online dabblings, I actually spent two of the days I did phone orders doodling and editing stuff a little. I wasn’t really going to draw anything seriously but my non serious doodle started off pretty alright and I continued it and finished it, which I kind of felt proud of as usually I start things and never finish them because I get scared to mess it up or think it’s not good enough. It has its flaws of course, I’m such a nit picky person and I know I need to improve, but looking past these things, I really like what I did and am glad I persevered and completed it.
I also tried posting something online, not on here, but I actually did it for once at least! It was nothing amazing, in fact it was really really lame, just a scrawl from another time but I still like it and that’s all that matters, right? Right! I was really struggling over what to write in the descriptions (much like how I spend ages agonising over writing comments) and still keep feeling iffy about what I wrote but it’s actually all fine, so I should stop worrying about it! Hear that silly me? Don’t fret and don’t regret, it’s fine so keep going! :D
Some people (very few) even liked my picture and one person even commented some thumbs up emojis. It’s really nice of them ;w; I don’t think they were bots and I looked at their pages too. The person that commented has a page full of beautiful art and idk I just felt like omg ahhhh they’re so much more amazing then me and super intimidated and wasn’t sure what to do about the comment and still haven’t done anything and it’s been a few days .__.
They probably like loads of peoples stuff though, and also there’s no obligation to have to like their stuff back (though I have a feeling that’s probably why they liked my awful doodle in the first place, to draw attention to their own page, but I shouldn’t assume, that’s bad, maybe they really thought my doodle was okay and kindly wanted to encourage, who knows). I think maybe I’ll like the comment at least, I don’t want to be rude >< I’m just scared that if I do go and like their stuff, I’ll feel obligated to always do it kind of thing, I’m still just so scared of interacting with people (also this person doesn’t speak english it seems and language barriers are my death, but this person didn’t mind it, so uh uh wait I’m being such a baby again ;____;)
I’m seriously overthinking things way too much again!! I get this feeling when I think of people that may have taken their time to read my posts or even the few people that have liked a post or two. I’m seriously very very grateful and would hug you if I could but I don’t know what to do from then and it just keeps swirling and nagging me inside and I’m so sorry >< Overthinking and social awkwardness will surely be the death of me. I need to stop all the uncertainty and what ifs and silly assumptions and just do what I feel! Why is it so hard..? ;^;
I actually got so scared I didn’t post the next small doodle I wanted to, but I need to get over it and just get it done and continue and post the things I’ve really really been wanting to post for months. No one actually cares about all the silly things I think they do, I can’t read minds and I can’t go one thinking that I can. The same for just people in general irl. I was actually a little proud that I was so self-conscious out in public as much recently, that I noticed people are too busy in their own world and that I’m silly for thinking they would expend the brain energy to linger on me negatively. Another mantra sort of thing I’ve been thinking is ‘IDGAF (and no one else does)’ lolol for reals, but it seems to be pretty effective so imma keep it! :>
Losing motivation and becoming disheartened is so easy. I’m going to continue small and simple and build up from there in every aspect and it’ll get easier and I’m gonna keep my grip real tight on that motivation and determination and soak in all my accomplishments no matter how small or insignificant they seem and convert them into even more positive energy! Imma do things!! Imma do lots of things and not get mad at myself even if I don’t manage to do some of them! Baby steps is the way to go! c:
Like always I get a bit apprehensive when writing these or even thinking of doing so, but they are actually very useful! I can sift through and explore my thoughts better now and I can help re-motivate and re-direction myself with them and I even think my writing and expression in general has gotten better! It’s a good thing, it’s an achievement! Be happy silly self! ^^
Worry just makes the world seem all the more scary. Break the cycle, break the cycle, snap it to pieces, crush it into dust and let it fly away in the wind and never return! >< Keep going, reach higher, climb further (without forgetting to take rest stops in between and continue onwards with renewed vigour) past the sky and the stars, you can do it! Moar fancy fancy motivation!! x3
I guess I’ll stop here, I think I’ve got most of the stuff down and there’s stuff I wanna do now that I’ve pieced my motivation back together some ^^ When I go to my drafts to write, I see the to do/dream list I wrote last time and it reminds me of all the things I could do, it definitely needs to be tidied up but it’s nice seeing it! I’m pumped! :3
I hope things go well for myself and everyone out there, go go!
Have a great evening! C:
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lovemesomesurveys · 7 years
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Are you an official couple with the last person you kissed? Nope.
Looking back, did you ever think you would be where you are now? Nooo.
Do you like someone? Alexander Skarsgård, ya’ll should know this by now!
Is a best friend pissing you off right now? No.
Are you happier now or three months ago? Neither then or now.
What’s the greatest thing that happened to you today? I always do these surveys in the middle of the night so not much has happened.
How old do you think you will be when you finally have kids? I don’t know if I ever will have kids.
Are you waiting for something? Yes.
If you could change your eye color would you? Yeah. I’d like blue or green.
What was the weather like today? It’ll be warm probably. Bleh.
Do you think you’ll be married in ten years? No.
Does your ex still love/like you? Nope.
Are you stubborn? Veryyyy.
Do you tend to hold a grudge? Kinda.
Where were you at 9am this morning? I’ll be asleep.
How has the week been? Yesterday I was have an extremely irritating day. Like I was so irritated about everything.
Did you go out or stay in last night? Stayed in like always.
Something you do a lot? Sleep.
How many states have you lived in? One.
Can you commit to one person? Yes.
Who was the last person to hold your hand? My mom.
How many chances do you tend to give people before enough is enough? When is enough finally enough?
Do you think you and your best friend will be friends in 10 years? My mom will always be my best friend.
What do you miss most about your ex? I miss having him in my life, not gonna lie.
Are you attracted to the last person that kissed you? I don’t feel that way about him anymore, but he’s attractive, yes.
What’s a fact about the last person you kissed? He wants to be a film writer.
Something you really want right now? To not be dealing with this stuff.
How long have you liked the person you like? Since 2011.
Does any part of your body hurt right now? Yes.
Did anyone see you kiss the last person you kissed? Probably.
Can you recall the last time you liked someone? We’ve been over this, my friend.
Are you happy with the way things are going? N o.
Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 months from now? No.
What plans do you have for tomorrow? Doctor appointment. Yippie...
Has a friendship ended recently that you wish hadn’t? I’ve drifted apart from everyone because I became really distant and withdrawn.
Ever given your ALL to someone who walked away? Yes.
Have you ever kissed the last person you texted? No.
Do you and your last ex hate each other? No.
When was the last time you were sick? I’m always not feeling well for one reason or another on some level or another. I haven’t had a cold or anything of that sort; though, for a couple years now.
Are you one of those people who are always cold? I’m always hot. I was one of those people this past winter, though. I’m usually not that cold that often, but this past winter was bad. I was also going through some other health stuff that probably contributed to that.
Do you tend to waste a lot of money? I feel like I do sometimes.
Have you ever regretted kissing someone? No.
When was the last time you got a haircut? Like 2 years ago.
Did you sing at all today? Not so far.
Would you rather be able to control the weather or control traffic? Weather, definitely.
Do you own any articles of clothing with skulls on it? Yes.
Are you faster at text messaging or typing on the computer? Typing.
If you won a trip to a nude beach would you go or give the trip away? I’d give it away.
In your opinion which is the stronger emotion: love or hate? Love.
Tongue piercings - cute or trashy? I don’t feel any way towards them.
When it comes to jeans: skinny, flared or boot cut? Skinny.
Would you rather be a star ballerina or a star break dancer? Break dancer, ha.
Honestly - can you say that looks don’t matter at ALL? No, I wouldn’t say they don’t at all.
When it comes to Baseball would you rather be on the field or in the stands? Neither.
I’ve got to know, who do you prefer: Mario or Luigi? Luigi.
Have you ever changed clothes in a public area (not a dressing room)? In a car.
How many months apart is your birthday from your best friends? Two.
Yes or no: Techno music? Not really.
Yes or no: pigtails? Sure.
They say diamonds are a girls best friend; what do you say? I mean they’re gorgeous, but I don’t need to have it.
Has anybody ever told somebody one of your secrets? Yes.
Have you ever kissed anybody who had a mustache? No.
If you were famous do you think you could handle the popularity? Noooo.  People are so mean.
Have you ever kissed someone whose name started with a letter P? No.
Did you talk to one of your best friends today? What did you talk about? Not so far.
Do you get on better with funny or serious people? Funny.
Do you have mood swings around the time of the month? I have mood swings daily.
Have your friends met the last person you kissed? Yeah. Plus, it was a mutual friend introduced us.
How old is your oldest cousin? 30 something.
What if you saw your best friend holding hands with your ex? My mom would not do that.
Your last relationship, who dumped who? He did.
How old were you when you had your first boyfriend/girlfriend? 16.
Is your home town nice? Not really.
What if you got stuck in a lift with the last person who Facebook messaged you? We’d be able to catch up.
When/where did your last hug take place? The other day at home.
Do you consider yourself mature enough to make your own decisions? I just suck at it.
Have your parents ever told you about their love lives, and any previous relationships they had before they met? Yeah. I mean, not like in detail or anything, but I’ve heard stuff about a relationship they had in high school.
You get a text from someone saying that they want to hang out - who would you most like it to be from? Ty. But I’m so messed up that I probably wouldn’t respond. I don’t know what the heck is wrong with me. I get upset about how things have changed and how I want it to be like it used to be, and then he’ll call and I don’t answer. WHY??
Do you and your friends have any inside jokes? What friends?
Do you think someone has feelings for you? Are these feelings returned? Not romantic feelings, no.
What if the last person you texted were to ask you out? If my mom wanted to ask me out to get lunch or breakfast, I’d be down. ha.
Do you believe in love at first sight? Explain. No.
Would you prefer to be somewhere else right now? If so, where? And why would you prefer to be there? Yes, on my vacation.
When you listen to music, do you ever find that the songs affect your moods and change how you feel? Yes.
Can you remember what you dreamt about last night? Nope.
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moyconsulting · 4 years
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7 Marketing Strategies for Your Business this Roofing Season (Leads, Leads, Leads!)
" I need more leads! More leads, Mats. I need more opportunities. We need to get more appointments. I need to get in front of more customers!"
I hear it every single day. And so in this video, I wanna talk about marketing your company, different strategies, different things that you can do to get your feet in front of your potential customers. Let's dive right in.
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For the best advice on generating roofing leads online, be sure to subscribe to this channel, as we share tips, strategies, methods, whatever you wanna call it to help roofing companies produce more and more roofing leads online.
My name is Mats Moy for those of you guys who don't know me, and I am the owner of Moy Consulting, a company I created specifically to help people just like you get online and start producing online roofing leads.
The opportunities are endless
So my goal by the end of this video is to share with you enough strategies for you to realize that there's so much more that you could be doing outside of what you are already doing, right? There are always more opportunities. Every single time a roofing company reaches out, it's always because they want or need more leads.
Understanding that you haven't quite maxed out on what you can and should be doing is the very first step. From companies who are getting absolutely nothing, from subcontracting to companies who are getting hundreds of leads every single month, but still want more, then this video is right for you.
If you are in any shape interested in working with us, and helping your company out as far as producing more leads, be sure to stick around till the very end of this video, where I'm going to share with you a free webinar that will help your roofing company produce more leads, and understand how we go about producing leads, helping roofing contractors produce leads for their companies.
1. Post videos daily
So, marketing strategy number one. Now this one is way overlooked because a lot of people are not comfortable on camera, but what you should really be doing is putting out daily videos to your social media profiles.
So as much as it's uncomfortable, sometimes for some people, and I know this, I understand this, but this is something that you need to get over. And this is more of a self-awareness mindset type of thing where you kinda just need to get over it, and start producing quality videos, right?
When I say quality, I use that term very loosely because we all have smartphones. And so having the ability to whip out the smartphone, point it at yourself and start speaking into the camera. That is a skill that will go a very long way and will differentiate your company from all of your competitors because nobody's really doing this.
I know very few contractors that do this regularly. And what it does is it adds a feel of, "Hey, I know this company." I'm looking at it from the perspective of the business owner, the homeowner, "Hey, I know this person. I see them all the time. I trust this person, they give me really good information."
Don't overthink it
If you're wondering what you should be speaking about, don't overcomplicate it, don't overthink this process, right? Whenever you are at a job site, you are on a roof, whip out the smartphone, and just start speaking as to what you're doing there today.
What problems have you found? How did you solve the problem, right? How is this helping the customer? There are so many different things, and every scenario is different.
And even if it is the same, do not assume that the same person is watching your video each and every single time, because what one person saw, may not be what the other person is seeing. Understand that even if you're speaking about the same thing over and over and over, different people are seeing it at different times. So keep doing it.
The point is, get social, start using social media and video creation to get your message, your branding, your name, your business out there so that you can ultimately get more calls.
2. Use your personal profile
Marketing strategy number two. This goes hand-in-hand with the very first thing that I just said, use your personal Facebook profile.
Now I scroll through Facebook every now and then, I try not to because it's a distraction, but I see a lot of roofing company owners, you know, posting family stuff, funny memes, reposting stuff from, you know, roofing groups, and stuff like that.
So, you're using it, why aren't you using your personal Facebook page to promote your own business? If not you, who? Who is gonna promote your business for you, right?
You need to start using your personal Facebook page as a way to remind people that, "Hey, we offer roofing as a service." So start using your personal Facebook page, right? Not only your business, 'cause you should be doing that on your business as well.
But your personal Facebook page is where you're going to get a lot of traffic, a lot of eyeballs, people who will refer you, people who can share your stuff. So start using it.
Those social videos that you're taking, post them on your personal as well, as well as your business, right? Get your name out there. Get your brand recognition out there.
For those of you who are unwilling to do this, ask yourself why? Why are you not willing to go out and use your smartphone to produce leads for your company? Why, when you wanna seek out the help of others to produce leads for you? What are you doing for yourself to produce those leads?
Those are questions you seriously need to have with yourself.
3. Keep knocking doors
Marketing strategy number three. Now I didn't mention that this was only gonna be online, because the good old fashioned door knocking still works.
Now, this is one thing that I recommend, especially when you're way too early in the process, right?
Trying to get online and start producing leads that way, or spending money to produce leads that way, there are many things that you can be doing for free, right? To produce leads online. So check out this video, so you can see how we go about producing leads free of charge, right?
In addition to doing this, you should also be doing your traditional means of advertising. Anything that's not gonna cost you anything, especially when you don't have the budget, and you haven't set aside any marketing budget whatsoever on a month-to-month to be able to produce leads, right?
I see companies who are paying these, you know, big brands, these big marketing companies to market their business online for like 200, 300, $400 every month, and it doesn't produce anything.
Now, serious question. What did you expect to produce from spending $200 a month on your online presence? Serious question, right? If you expect it to produce maybe one lead a month, okay, sure. But if you expected 40 quality leads every single month for $200 a month, I don't know what world you are living in.
Figure out which areas may need you
So good old-fashioned door knocking. Get off of your butt, go outside, put on the tennis shoes and start knocking on doors. Especially when it comes to neighborhoods who you suspect have old roofs, right? Get in those neighborhoods. Like I'm staring at my neighbor, my neighbor's house across the street from me. He needs a roof, I haven't seen anybody knock on his door. And the houses over here are about that age.
So, figure out which neighborhoods have the old roofs, figure out the neighborhoods that have been hit by hail, right? Had a wind storm or some kinda storm come through that needs help. So, pinpoint the areas, don't just go knocking on any door. Figure out the neighborhoods that actually need your help, eliminate the other areas that don't, all right?
So, go through that process, start knocking on doors.
4. Invite friends to like your Page
Our next marketing strategy is taking us back online, and here is a very simple one. It's a very simple trick, if you do a Google search for how to do that, it's pretty simple. But all you're looking to do is invite all of your Facebook friends to like your page, and also invite their friends to like your page.
Now, this is a simple trick where you can kinda just copy and paste, get access to the Facebook page, go into the settings, and give them a link. And I don't wanna explain it in this video 'cause it's a video of itself. Maybe I should make another video on that.
But nonetheless, get online, ask your friends to like your Facebook page so that they can kinda see what you do in your business. And now that you'll be posting on your Facebook page, right? They'll kind of see, hey, this is what we do. This is the type of company we are. These are the services that we offer, yadda, yadda, yadda.
So get your name out there. Simple as that, invite people to like your Facebook page.
Subscribe to my channel
Now, before we jump into the next marketing strategy, there is one very, very important thing that I forgot to mention. That is making sure you subscribe to my channel and hit the notification bell because we put out videos just like this one and I hope you're enjoying it.
And if you are, again, make sure to subscribe, hit the notification bell. Every single Wednesday, you'll see a video just like this one.
5. Digital marketing
So fast-forwarding to our next marketing strategy, which is a big one, digital marketing. And that's exactly what we offer as a service to help roofing contractors generate more roofing leads online.
If you wanna understand how we go about doing it, or if you're interested in working with us, then click the link in the description down below, which will take you to our webinar page. That's a great place to start because it will give you all of the information you need prior to us jumping on a call. We'll figure out what the best course of action is to help your roofing company out as far as generating more roofing leads online.
So digital marketing, you got your Facebook Ads, you got your Google Ads, Google Local Service Ads. The list goes on, email marketing, social media, all of these things are cool. They're cool to use, right?
There are so many different options, tools, funnels, websites that you can be doing online to produce leads. Now, the downside to it, maybe not a downside, but there is a side to it, obviously, that is monetary, is financial, right?
Reinvest your capital to your business
How much capital do you have to invest on a weekly basis, on a monthly basis into your company?
One big mistake that I see, and it's an entrepreneurial thing really where you're not reinvesting the capital into your business, right?
You're getting leads, whether it be door-knocking, you're making the sales, you're buying the materials to carry out the work, you're paying the guys. With the leftover money, what are you doing with that? How are you using those profits? Are you reinvesting it into the business, or are you having fun with it?
Right, and that's a personal thing, I get that. But understand that if you wanna scale and grow your business, you're going to have to come up with a reliable marketing strategy to produce more and more and more roofing leads for your business.
6. Post on Google My Business
Our next marketing is GMB Posts. GMB stands for Google My Business. If you haven't already, comment down below GMB and I will send you my free guide on how to use this on a daily basis.
Such a powerful and underutilized tool across the roofing industry. And so be sure to download the guide, and more importantly, execute on it, right?
Understand that this works, and it's helped numerous contractors generate online roofing leads and you are no different. So be sure to download the guide, comment GMB down below, and I'll send it over to you.
7. Start video conferencing
Our next marketing strategy is video conferencing. Now, during this pandemic, this coronavirus, a lot of stuff has been happening in the industry itself where contractors are not able to go door-to-door in specific areas.
So, going back to my door-to-door marketing strategy, it can be tough for a lot of you guys. And so a workaround to that is offering video conferencing, right? This enables your customers to have a sit-down, face-to-face just like this onscreen and utilizing the internet to be able to still have that sales conversation with your customers.
So if you wanna be able to do that, be sure to comment down below, video conferencing so that I can send you my guide on how to go about setting up your own video conferencing software within your own company.
Now you don't even need a website to make this happen, right? All you need is an internet connection so that you're able to get in front of those customers. So, comment down below video conferencing, I'll send you the guide.
Now on top of that, you can also check out this video to show you how to set up the whole video conferencing software. So, be sure to check that out and comment down below, and get yourself online in a position where you can leverage the internet to produce more roofing leads for your company, especially during these crazy, crazy times.
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Also, if you wanna join a community of roofers just like yourself, be sure to my Facebook Mastermind group, where I share tips, strategies, methods on generating more roofing leads, and join a group of guys who are learning about this forever changing space called the internet.
I do exclusive stuff in there, where I go live and shoot videos just for that group. So it's definitely a place that you wanna be if you wanna produce more roofing leads for your company. The link for that is in the description down below.
So that's it for this week's video guys. Hopefully, you found tons of value in it, but more importantly, hopefully, you will take action on some of these marketing strategies that I shared with you here today. Until next week guys, peace.
RESOURCES MENTIONED
Book A Call With Mats: https://matsmoy.com/apply
How To Start A Roofing Company Website For Free (Step-By-Step): https://youtu.be/VIxLlPZXw7c
Roofing in COVID-19: Keep Your Roofing Business Afloat via FREE Video Conferencing: https://youtu.be/C8dmswIR6LI
The Ultimate Exclusive Roofing Leads Webinar: http://go.matsmoy.com/registration/
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