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ruiiplume · 8 months
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Father daughter summer time ☀️😎
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strangeswift · 1 year
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The people have spoken. Will is next.
(Tw for death. Will is dead. Rip King.)
Will lay still. His limbs were mangled, broken and sticking out at unnatural angles.
El knelt by his side, her hand on his chest, willing him not to go. Memories came in flashes. She clung to them like a lifeline as she felt him slipping away.
Joyce was next to her, sobbing, pleading. El tried to tune her out, as she thought of the time Will let her tag along to the comic book store in Lenora and he bought her the Wonderwoman comic he saw her eyeing.
"Will, baby, it's mom, please don't go. I love you, I love you so much," Joyce said, sobbing.
El thought of the time that she, Will, Joyce, and Jonathan played Clue for family game night, and when Will noticed her getting frustrated, he discreetly showed her his cards.
"Wake up. Please, Will. It's your mom, I'm here, please. Please wake up."
She thought of all the times she walked through the halls of Lenora high, feeling safer knowing Will was right by her side, and he always would be.
"I love you. I love you more than anything. Please."
El pressed her hand to his chest and squeezed her eyes shut even tighter. She felt her nose gushing blood, so much she was almost choking on it, but she didn't care. It didn't matter. All that mattered was Will. So she sobbed and she choked and she used every ounce of resolve she had to hold on to him. Even though she knew. She could feel that he was already gone.
Then she felt her eyes roll back as she began to fall backwards. She barely registered Joyce catching her.
She could feel Joyce's tears falling from above and hitting her face, mingling with her own tears.
She could feel Joyce’s body shaking against her back as she supported her weight.
She could hear footsteps, running. Getting closer.
"Will?" It was Jonathan's voice. He sounded devastated.
El used what little strength she had to open her eyes. Her heart clenched at the sight in front of her. Jonathan cradling Will's body. Tears streaming down his face as he frantically shook his head. This isn't happening.
She couldn't quite believe it either, despite feeling the life leave his body.
Then she heard another voice from behind her.
Frantic. Insistent.
"She can save him!"
Mike.
She took a shaky breath before croaking, "Mike."
She couldn't open her eyes further, let alone turn her head to look at him, but she didn't have to. He stepped out from behind her and looked her straight in the eyes.
"You can save him," he said firmly, tears brimming in his eyes, his gaze hard.
"I... tried," she said, tears blurring her vision further. She was so close to losing consciousness.
"You tried?" Mike repeated harshly.
El choked back a sob. She did. She tried. She tried so hard. He didn't believe her. They wouldn't believe her, they wouldn't forgive her.
She couldn't forgive herself.
"Kid, he's gone."
Hopper. It was Hopper.
El could see him now, stepping into view, approaching Mike slowly like he was a scared animal. The same way he approached her in the woods that first time, years ago.
Mike ignored him.
"You saved Max. But you can't save him? He's your brother! Save him!" Mike demanded, his voice cracking.
El couldn't speak. She wasn't physically capable, and if she was she wouldn't know what to say.
"What is wrong with you?" Mike asked, stepping toward her.
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I tried. I'm sorry. I love him. I love him too. I don't know how to live without him. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please.
"Mike. Enough." Hopper said, putting a hand on his shoulder to stop him.
Mike whipped around to face Hopper "No! She has to save him!"
"Kid," Hopper said sadly, his hand still on Mike's shoulder in a firm grip.
"Let go!" Mike sobbed, trying to push Hopper's arm away. When that didn't work, he tried pushing his chest, until he was sobbing too hard to keep fighting, and Hopper wrapped his arms around him. Mike collapsed, his body practically limp, and he would've fallen if it weren't for Hopper holding him up.
Hopper was looking at El and Joyce like he wanted desperately to go to them, but he knew he couldn't let go of Mike. And there was nothing he could do for them. For once, there was nothing he could do to fix it.
El could see the pain in Hopper's eyes. He was staying strong, for them. He was strong.
She could see the way he was supporting Mike's weight, because Mike couldn't even hold himself up.
Mike. He wasn't going to forgive her. He wasn't ever going to be okay again. Not for a long time at least. He loved Will, really loved him. Mike was saying something through his sobs. It might have been, I need to tell him. She tried not to think about what Mike needed to tell Will. He wasn't going to forgive her.
Joyce was rocking back and forth slightly, crying. She was stroking El's hair.
I don't deserve your kindness. I failed. I'm so sorry.
She could see Jonathan, still hugging Will. He had his face buried in Will's chest, and he was shaking.
She could see Will. Not Will. A corpse.
Her fault.
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dizzybizz · 1 year
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im making myself so hungry its not even funny
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bakedbakermom · 9 months
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I know only three lines of Shakespeare
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
Life is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
When this body housed a spirit, a kingdom was too small to hold it. Now two paces of the vilest earth is room enough.
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girlbossminerva · 1 year
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Behold! White Choco Cookie (Sim version)
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crescentmp3 · 2 years
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edited a very old picture. of cookie !
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image description: a picture of cookie the snowman plushie. he looks to the right, a black and a white hairtie around his neck as decoration, the background a white and black jaguar pattern. // end id
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gessshoku · 2 years
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Fren shaped oatmeal dinosaur, also space! :]
I’m sending a pattern here, but they are accurate! Another person handing me their favorite beanie??? Omg im honored- hold on- I got smth for you!!
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A wonderful rose as a gift U//w//U
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NOW GET TACKLED BOY- YOU KNEW WHAT UOU WAS DOING SENDJNG IN THAT ASK EITH SPACE YOU WANNA GO LETS GO CMON THATS THREE DOWN WHO WANNA GO-
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chococookiez · 3 months
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i have to retag posts a FUCKING GAINNN UGHHHHHH WHY AM I SO UNWELL
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jessamine-rose · 8 months
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For the ask game I'm taking the 'rlly nice!!' from uwu and I'll be merging it with with crying but only after I removed 'will cry at any moment'
Also! It's been a while since I dropped by :(( I hope you've been doing well!!! Remember to drink some water if you haven't done so recently, and I'm sending my best vibes to you!!! :D
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Aahh it’s Shiro!! Thanks for blessing my inbox with another visit, dear. Your answer..…..hmm the omission for crying is quite accurate~
I’m doing well so far!! Very hydrated, still deep in Miguel O’Hara brainrot, and currently in my housewife era another cooking spree >:3
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chickencat8 · 1 year
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uh. is it normal to feel Overstimulated from. too many bots
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stvolanis · 2 months
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my minds just so full of thoughts of s3 rafe w/ his little housewife!!
he’s so freaking sweet. Gushing to all of his buddies at the country club about the cute little bell who makes him the best meals after a hard day of tormenting the pogues! And all of them are just like “yeah..uhuh..okay..” cause he never shuts up about you! But when you bring them all a fresh batch of peanut butter cookies with that warm smile on your face, they completely understand why Rafe is so smitten with you C:
Rafe would spoil you rotten for treating him so good! shopping sprees on the weekends, and duh, your nails are always done!! you said you wanted a new vintage von dutch mini skirt that barely covers your ass? Done! Rafe bough 5 of them in different colors and styles. Anything you look at for a little too long, or your fingers barely graze over, will be bought so beware!! Don’t even get me started on how Rafe would have flowers sent to you when he’s away on missions, always so pretty and fresh, and always your favorites.
but Rafes favorite part about his housewife? The way you let him stuff your cunt no matter what. You’re cooking? He’s got you bent over with his mushroom tip pounding at your cervix as you desperately try to flip the pancakes before they burn. you’re folding clothes? He’ll bounce you up and down on his cock till you lose focus of what you’re supposed to be doing, too drunk on the way he feels inside of you. Cleaning? Of course he stresses you out when his cum spills onto the freshly mopped floor, so he has you lick it up!! “S’not my fault it wouldn’t all fit in your mouth.” He’d huff out.
his breeding kink would be through the roof with you! his mind spirals at the thought of you with you belly round and swollen, evidence of how good he is to you. You’re so sweet and gentle, you’d be such a good mama to his kids! He can imagine himself walking into his home to the sight of you with a toddler that looks just like the both of you being bounced on your hip. You’d pepper him with kisses, and your little one would crawl out of your arms just to be with him.
Safe to say, Rafe is definitely obsessed with you.
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withleeknow · 19 days
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seasons of you.
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pairing: minho x reader genre/warnings: established relationship, tooth-rotting fluff or at least i hope so lmao, not v edited and literally no one is surprised lol i sound like a broken record atp just adding that into every post word count: 0.7k note: inspired by a highly fucked up thing that @matchannie said to me yesterday lmao it has not left my brain since you said it you absolute monster
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as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡
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minho falls in love with you four times a year.
minho falls in love with you in the spring, over blooming cherry blossoms and vibrant daffodils that greet you on your weekly sunset walk. over the feeling of your fingers intertwined with his own without soft fluffy gloves getting in the way, now that it's finally warm enough to retire that extra layer of protection for the season. over the sun coming out of hibernation and filling your days with golden light, falling upon your face and casting you in a magical hue. over the remnants of winter that still leave behind a palpable chill in the air early in the morning or late in the night, that has you reaching out for the comfort of his warmth. over your delighted smile when he brings home a bouquet of tulips after a long day at work. over your glassy eyes, reddened nose and flushed cheeks as he takes care of you when the seasonal allergies kick in.
minho falls in love with you in the summer, over picnics in the park where you both lay on blue gingham picnic blankets, your head on his chest, as you watch the clouds overhead drift peacefully. over watermelon gelatos passed between teasing lips, the confectionary melting too quickly for your liking under the blazing sunlight. over spontaneous drives to the beach even though neither of you can swim, but you go just for fun, just to build sand sculptures in the shape of your cat babies and stand on the edge of the water to splash at each other. over long naps on the couch on days where you're too lazy to venture into the outside heat, preferring to stay cuddled up together under the air conditioner with niki playing in the background.
minho falls in love with you in fall, over shared slices of pumpkin pie as you watch the leaves turn yellow and red right outside your window. over the adorable way you hide your face behind your hands on nights where he puts on a horror movie because he insists on honoring the halloween spirit. over your off-key rendition of taylor swift's all too well (the 10-minute version) for most of the season because you adamantly claim that it's autumn's official anthem. over weekends spent attached at the hip, baking sugar cookies for hours on end. over your crestfallen pout as you take note of how the days keep getting shorter and shorter, already missing warm sunny weeks with all your heart.
minho falls in love with you in winter, over matching scarves and beanies, even though he often has to carry them for you because you have a bad habit of forgetting them before you go out. over the first snow of the season because they say that if you witness the first snowfall with the person you love, then you will stay together for a long, long time. over sweet cuddles in bed as a bad christmas movie plays on tv, and you fall asleep on his shoulder about half an hour into the movie despite being the one to select the movie in the first place. over your return from a shopping spree with your girlfriends with nothing for yourself but everything for soondoongdori, from christmas themed clothes to treats and toys.
but then again, maybe it's not entirely accurate to say that minho falls in love you merely four times a year. if he wants to be precise, then he would say that he falls for you anew every morning he wakes up and sees you asleep in his arms like a delicate miracle granted by a star he once used to wish upon. if he wants to get technical, then he falls in love with you with every smile that you send his way, which is a terribly sappy thing for him to admit but it doesn't make the statement any less true.
minho loves you every day of every week, of every month, of every year. he's loved you before he even met you, when you were just a romanticized idea in his head and hadn't yet walked into his life like the angel he was always meant to find. he loves you every minute of every hour; there isn't a second where you're not on his mind, not a single beat of his heart that doesn't spell out your name. he loves you throughout the seasons and a million times in between.
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Kinkmas Masterlist
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Welcome to Kinkmas everyone! This is the list and descriptions of all twelve Christmas fics I have managed to write involving either Wanda, Nat and, in some chapters, even both of them :)
All chapters include smut and most of them a large portion of tooth rotting fluff so I hope you all enjoy.
Happy December everyone and Merry Christmas to those who celebrate it <3
12 Days Of Kinkmas
1- Tis The Season For... Love? (NxR)- After stressing out over a gift you were giving to your long term crush, it seems that it really is the season for miracles to happen.
2- Naughty Or Nice? (NxWxR)- Whilst being blindfolded and tied up, your girlfriends ask you whether you think you deserve to be on the naughty list. Naively, you say no, only to fall into their trap...
3- Ugly Sweater (NxR)- Whilst coming out of the bathroom, Natasha immediately notices your new Christmas Sweater and can't hold back on her playful teasing and mentions how ugly it is. In fact, she thinks it's so ugly, you should just take it off.
4- Cookies and Cream (WxR)- Whilst attempting to bake festive cookies with Wanda, the two of you end up getting a little 'distracted.'
5- Silent Night (WxR)- After Pietro tells the boys an innocent Christmas tale, you find it extremely difficult to find any alone time with Wanda. The two of you would just have to find a way to be quiet, even when she was coming all over your tongue.
6- Snowed In (NxR)- When a blizzard hits and traps you and your wife into your new house, you both find the perfect opportunity to christen the whole house.
7- Rockin' Around The Christmas Tree (WxR)- Whilst decorating the tree, Wanda's jumper rises up and you can't stop yourself from staring, easily flustered by the woman you somehow managed to call your girlfriend. What happens when Wanda notices your constant gaze and decides to torment you?
8- Christmas Shopping (NxR)- After an eventful shopping spree with Nat for the rest of the team, you find a way to relieve the stress in the car park
9- Gift Wrapped (WxR)- Coming home from work, you expect to cuddle up with your wife on the couch and savour the warmth of the house. You certainly didn't expect the wrapped up 'gift' that was laying on the bed.
10- Let It Snow (NxR)- When a mission on Christmas Eve goes wrong and leaves you and Natasha stranded in a random cabin in the woods, you can't help but be disappointed at the way you were going to spend your first Christmas together. Natasha, however, shows you that it's not so bad being stuck together with no-one nearby.
11- The Grinch Who Stole Her Heart (WxR)- When a certain witch discovers your hate for Christmas, she can't help but try her best into convincing you to love the festive season.
12- Christmas Morning (WxNxR)- Waking up on Christmas, you can't help but stay in bed with your girlfriends, deciding presents can wait a little longer. 
I hope you're all as excited as I am ;D
Let me know what chapter you're most looking forwards to and, once again, Merry Christmas everyone! 
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Ao3- LoveIsAnImaginaryDagger
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hobicakess · 2 months
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PLAYING DANGEROUS | (one)
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summary: It's been almost three years since Jack in the box was caught, and no one could make him talk. No one knew his story, and what drove him to become the monster he was today. That is until you're assigned your first story. What makes you so lucky?
rating: 18+ (I'm not your mother you're in control of what you consume)
pairings: Journalist!Reader x Criminal!JungHoseok x CEO!Kim Namjoon x Detective!MinYoongi.
warnings: warnings: no thoroughly edited, EW Ai , character death (nothing to cry about), black/plus sized coded reader, talks of murder, talks of torture, corporate evilness, violence, Mc reads hobi to filth, yandere characters, possessive/obsessive behavior, short hair namjoon (yes that's a warning), one maknae introduction, maknae helping cause chaos, cigarettes, Yoonie is an angry kitty this chapter, bratty mc, mc is kinda a bitch (a bad one at that), unhinged serial killer hobi (joker vibes tbh) , yoongi hates his job, namjoon loves his job (he gets to piss you off everyday) SMUT— nothing too crazy , choking, sub mc , missionary, mating press , man handling (yummy)
a/n: HEYYY omg this took me so long to write and it's just a little over 2k words... LMAO I suck i know, but we're getting there I pinkie promise. I really hope you all enjoy this and constructive criticism is welcome!!
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2 MONTHS BEFORE JACKS ESCAPE
Kim multimedia station.
The place of business was always busy and there was never not anything to be done, Endless reports and stories in need of being written, the podcast teams always chattering about the hottest topics.
KMMs was a journalist's dream — your dream.
You were a known face around the company both online and in person. A pretty foreigner who was damn good at her job and that made you favored by the late CEO Kim. You were always hand picked by him to attend press conferences in his favor. He treated you kindly, allowing you into a large world of business pulling strings to get you the best stories helping you— a once broke freshly graduated English major climbing up in the world of reporting.
It's only been three months since CEO Kim passed away and the company was changing fast. You were grateful that you weren't a part of the many that were fired and replaced by new faces and AI, and you were now noticing how low the viewers were on podcasts, social media and blogs.
KMM was dying out very slowly and that meant you might go away with it. You were dedicated to your work, and the company that helped you become the person you were today.
And you were willing to do anything to not be forgotten.
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Sleeping was not on the agenda right now.
A quick double tap to a cell phone showed an awfully bright screen reading 4:40 am. You had been lying in your bed mind racing while staring at your wall for the past hour and a half.
Jack in the box.
Rolling out the tangled bedsheets and arms you pull on a large T-shirt that'd been discarded a long with the other items of clothing on the floor shuffling towards the desk in the corner of your room. Laptop already open from your previous research when you pull out a pack of cigarettes from your drawer before plunging deep into the web. Your mouse clicks every site as your pen moved furiously taking in all the information you can about said serial killer.
“On May 14th, 2018 Serial Killer Jack In The Box was finally caught after a murdering spree in Seoul. The killings of ordinary outgoing individuals taken with a quick swipe of a knife and a long torture method.”
"Before his kills Jack likes to taunt his victim. He ironically sends them a Jack in the box to let them know they're next. The next few days said victim lives in constant fear, looking over their shoulder, leading the mostly known outgoing victim to slowly isolate themselves from loved ones in fear of them being hurt, eventually this leads to insomnia and in some cases hallucinations and histera. Then Jack disappears for a while making them think they're finally okay and he's gone until he wasn't."
The scoff that left your lips echoed through the quiet room, breathing out the nicotine smoke from your Cancer stick.
So Jack was an antisocial loser and took out his lack of social skills on people who could.
"No one knows of Jack's real identity. Police have reported that the man has lived many lives and has owned many faces for the past 11 years. Reporters have tried their hardest for the past 4 years to get a one on one interview with the man but unfortunately he refuses to talk only resorting to violence."
A reporter says he went for a handshake and left with two missing fingers.
Another says he watched the man bang his head on the wall hard enough to bleed when he asked the murderer's real name.
A broken arm??
“Fuck” you huff flicking the ash at the butt of your cigarette. You stare at the mugshot photos supplied at the end of the article. Dark wide eyes, shaggy black hair falling over his forehead, the piercings sticking from the bridge of his nose eyebrow and top lip.
The look definitely screams psycho but…. he was kinda hot. It took everything in you not to go and click the endless fanfiction that you stumbled upon.
A pair of warm lips press onto your shoulder causing you to jump. Turning to look over your shoulder at the shirtless sight of Kim Namjoon.
“We have to be up in four hours, baby, come back to bed.”
You hum into his embrace with a pout stubbing out the cigarette into the pink ashtray beside your computer. “Did you know Jack went through eight lawyers? Until one day he randomly called Kim Seokjin. That high profile guy from the law firm we're partnered with? they must know each other”
Though Namjoons attention was not on the words that were leaving your mouth. Hands wander all over your body while placing kisses on your neck, and cheeks.
“He literally bit the finger of the last reporter clean off. Like do you know how much force you have to put into that? I think he reads too much gothic liter—”
Cutting you off with a quick grab of your jaw turning your head to connect his plump lips to own. Pulling away with a cheeky dimpled smirk, “I’m not sure how I feel about you talking about another man.”
“Well you shouldn't feel any type of way because you aren't MY man.”
You squeal when you're lifted up from your chair and throw over a broad shoulder. He huffs when he throws you onto the memory foam comforter, your (his) shirt lifting up your thighs exposing your bare cunt. Immediately his big body was hovering over you as he slightly pressed his body weight onto you.
“Get off you dick” pushing and smacking his tan shoulders but that did nothing for you at this moment. “Well I'm trying to put it in you.”
He bullies your legs up over his shoulders as he taps his hard piece against the wetness between your thighs. “If something happens to me during this case I swear” choking on your words as he slowly but surely presses his thick head into your cunt.
“Fuck — may the man himself strike me down.”
Hand reaching to grip your throat smashing your lips together. Luckily your mind left the thoughts of the serial killer , the only thing on your mind right now was Namjoon and his ridiculously large cockm
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It wasn't weird for you to obsess over your assignments to the point where it was all you thought about. Everyone does that.
Though this one you couldn't seem to finesse your way out of. Without the help of the late Kim you'd have to pull your own strings to get what you wanted and now that Namjoon was in charge he loved making your life harder.
“Y/n.”
Your head snaps up from your laptop hand stalling from moving on your notepad face to face with gorgeously pale Detective Min Yoongi.
“Yoonie” you smile, motioning for him to sit in front of you. He looked different from when you last saw him all the months ago, more tired and cat- like you guessed it was from the heavy responsibilities that came with the position as Chief of Seouls police department
“Did you just call to look at me?”
“Sorry it's just been . . a while” you push the large Iced Americano towards him as a peace offering. He gladly accepted it with an amused raise of an eyebrow, “You know I just wait for your call.”
“The phone works both ways” you internally wince , you sounded like an estranged father talking to his child.
“What do you want?” A frown spread across your face and lips, shutting your laptop. “I can't call an old friend for a friendly coffee date.”
You waited for his answer as he took his time generously drinking from his plastic cup. With a smack of his lips he sat the cup down leaning back with his arms crossed over his chest.
“You only call me ‘Yoonie’ when you want something” eyes scanning over the scatter of papers and notes taking up your side of the table.
“This must be serious”
Hands going to clasp under your chin you sigh, cutting the bullshit. “Three years ago you were the lead investigator on the Jack in the box case which brought you from rookie detective to Chief of police.”
“I was wondering if you could help old friend out tell me what you know about-”
“No.” He cuts you off with little to no thought.
“No? Why not? This isn't our first rodeo Min”
There were plenty of times Yoongi helped you with stories without a second thought. He'd give you case files, witnesses, and anything you needed but why not now?
“Anybody but him”
You scoffed at him, irritation rising in your body. “I need this story not anyone else.”
“Well I can't help you, princess.”
“That's bullshit!” Your voice raises causing a couple people around you to turn their attention towards the two of you. He stood up, chair scraping the floor, slamming a few dollars on the table. “Call me if you need anything else.”
Turning on his heel he leaves you sitting there in your slowly growing rage. You quickly hopped from your seat chasing after him, managing to catch up with his long strides. “Yoongi slow down dammit”
He twirls around grabbing onto you by your arm, “Who gave you this story.
“Namjoon he-” you whine as his grip tightens on your arm as his eyes slit. The angry red scar on his face makes his angry stare look even more intimidating. “You don't understand how dangerous Jack is. Just because he's behind bars doesn't mean he won't have people on the outside that will whack you for being a nosy reporter.”
He softens his hold, lifting his hand to rub your cold cheek. “If something happens to you. . .” He shakes his head letting you go.
“Sit this one out Y/N I don't want to see you in our precinct mortuary.” with that he walks away disappearing into the crowd.
You sniff doing the walk of shame back to the Café sitting back in your seat with your head in your hands
Detective Min Yoongi.
“Excuse me Ma’am” the blonde barista came over holding a box of blueberry doughnuts which happened to be your favorite. “It's on the house.. everyone saw your fight with your boyfriend, manager said this might help cheer you up.”
“Oh! Thank you but he wasn't my boyfriend, just a work colleague.” You tried to defend yourself but the sympathy in his eyes only grew so you accepted the treat with another thank you. “What is your name? I've never seen you here before.”
A soft brightens his pretty face, eyes scrunching slightly adding to the prettiness of his face. “Park Jimin, Ma’am.”
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MEANWHILE
The buzz of the electrically wired door opening didn't alert the man that stayed deep in the corner of his cell. “Long time no see.”
“Why now?” the visitor asks, “After all this time you choose now.”
He giggled, the haunting sound bouncing off the walls. “Did you bring what I asked for”
The visitor threw the pictures and the box of cigarettes into the cell. “Answer my question.”
“It's been three longgg years.” He finally answered, moving from his corner to pick up the photos. “Tell me is she this gorgeous in person?”
“Just for her?”
“And I need to stretch my legs” he laughs louder this time the high pitched sound echoed even through the thick steel door that kept him locked in tight.
Jack was ready to play more games
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©hobicakesss , please don't repost or steal my work. don't be a loser
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not-sleepys-blog · 18 days
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Nanami is a girl dad CANT CHANGE MY MIND -🌯
Girl dad Nanami
Content: Girldad!Nanami, fluff , multiple scenarios
Word count: 1k
A/N: I wrote this high as hell on laughing gas so this isn't proof read at all
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You already had Nanami wrapped around your finger, so when he found out that you were pregnant with a baby girl, he already knew that she would be a mini you meaning double the trouble and double the love.
Scenario No.1
“Dada!” Your daughter yelled as she clumsily ran to him as he sat in his office. He had forgotten his lunch at home so you decided to stop by his job before running errands. Nanami scooped up his baby girl in his arms, his coworkers giggling at the usually stoic man becoming a softie for his wife and daughter. “Well what a surprise.” He said as he held your babbling child in his arms, planting a kiss to your temple. “You forgot your lunch this morning so me and Nova thought we should bring daddy his lunch before we went to the mall. Isn’t that right Nova?” You asked your giggling child. Nanami who thanked you and Nova for bringing his lunch as he placed Nova on the ground earning a pout from her as he took his lunch. “You said you were going to the mall?” He asked pulling out his wallet. You nodded, humming in response as you now held your child. “Here.” He pulled out four crisp one hundred dollar bills. “Get you and Nova something alright?” He said handing the money to you. You looked at your daughter who was enjoying the attention from Nanami’s co-workers. “hear that baby? Daddy just paid for our shopping spree”
Scenario No.2
Your husband has been working over time and been going to work early meaning he didn’t have enough time to shave his stubble which turned into a mini beard. When he finally was done with overtime and came home at a regular time instead of supper late. He was able to catch Nova in the living room watching Bluey while you prepared dinner. He decided to approach your daughter so he wouldn’t disturb your cooking. He picked up Nova which earned a laugh from her. She turned to give her daddy a hug but froze. Who was this strange man? Daddy didn’t have hair on his face. Nanami’s face contorted into confusion as his baby girl started to cry. He tried to console her but it only made her tears worsen. He put Nova on the ground and she ran to you screaming, her round eyes filled with tears as she pointed to Nanami. “that’s not dada!” She cried as you picked her up. You looked at Kento then your daughter then back at Kento again. The gears in your head turning before you realized that Nova hasn’t seen your husband with facial hair. You rubbed her back as you tried to explain that was dada. “Nova baby, that is dada.” she shook her in refusal “Dada doesn’t have hair on his face!” You giggle slightly as your eyes flicked to Nanami who looked upset his daughter wasn’t being her usual affectionate self with him, then back to your daughter. “Yes he does, dada cuts his face hair off in the morning” you explained as you went back to cooking dinner as Nanami went to shave. When he came back with a fresh shaven face Nova’s eyes lit up as she pointed to Kento “Mama! Dada’s back!” She squealed as she ran to Kento who picked her up placing kisses on her face
Scenario No.3
Kento had sent you to a spa so you could relax. You did a lot for the household and he wanted to show you that he appreciated you. That’s how he ended up stuck with Nova for a few hours while you were pampered. Nova had gotten in your makeup and wanted to make dada pretty as if he couldn’t get any prettier . He tried to convince her to do something else, he offered to color, go to the park, and make cookies to which she refused. Kento sighed and let his baby girl make his face pretty with colorful eyeshadows and lipstick. When you came home from your day off as a mom you were greeted by your daughter and your embarrassed husband right behind her. Kento had pink and purple eyeshadow all around his eyes, contour for blush and a bright hot pink lipstick. You looked at Kento and laugh as your daughter hugged your legs “mama I made daddy pretty!”
Scenario No.4
Nova and you was sitting on the floor of her playroom, painting each others nails when Kento came in to see what you were up to. Nova carefully got up so she wouldn't mess up her wet nails and held her hands out for him to see. "Daddy! Mama made my nail pretty!" She giggled as Kento took a look at her nails, a different color on each finger. "Yes, very pretty princess, mama did a good job." he said as he smiled, patting her head before she sat back down. You looked at the nail polish in your hand then at your husband. "Hey Nova wanna paint daddy's-" Kento cut you off with a shake of his head "No absolutely not. I have an important business meeting in a few hours." Nova who chipped in, looking at her dad with puppy eyes "I wanna paint your nails daddy! Please daddy?" He glared at you as you joined in with the puppy eyes and pleading. "Yeah, please Ken? let us paint your nails." Not being able to say no to his girls, he caved and sat next on the floor, you and your daughter giggling as you guys got to work on his nails, his heart warming at the sounds of his girls laughter. He went to his meeting with his left hand neatly painted and his right hand painted messily. He ignored the confused stares and silent giggles as he presented to the board. Having his nails painted made his girls happy so he didn't care. His girls happiness was the only thing that mattered to him.
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• pairings ( max verstappen x fem!reader )
• summary ( max ate your cookies when you were at the shopping spree )
• details ( fluff, soft )
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Your boyfriend Max had a break from f1, so he was home with you almost the whole day. You were kinda desperate to take him to some vacation, but he rather stayed home and played sim all day. So one day you decided that you were going to leave him home alone because you went on a shopping spree.
"Maxie, I'm leaving, okay?" You yelled so he could hear you. "Kay," he yelled back. He was probably streaming again.
After an hour, Max ended the twitch stream and went to the kitchen. He was totally starving. "Oohh cookies," he thought to himself. He grabbed the whole box of cookies and went to sit on the sofa. He turned on his favourite reality show and started eating.
He fell asleep on the sofa. The cookies crumbs were everywhere around him. You arrived and put the bags down in the hallway. "Max, I'm back!" You yelled because u thought that he was still playing.
But after you walked into the living room and saw your boyfriend sleeping on the sofa with cookie crumbs everywhere, you almost got a heart attack. He ate your favourite cookies that you bought for yourself the day before and made a huge mess.
You walked to him and shaked his arm. "Max Emilian Verstappen, wake up," You were so angry at him. He was so confused when he opened his eyes.
"Y/n, baby, what is happening?" He told you calmly. "What is happening?!" He was so confused. You almost felt bad for yelling.
"It's our anniversary or something? Please tell me what I did wrong. " he was so desperate.
"Go to the kitchen and look at the fridge..." You told him and walked to the kitchen with him. He walked closely to the fridge. There was a note that you left. The note said: "Please don't eat my favourite cookies :) "
"Oh my god.." Max felt so bad that he ate the cookies. "I'm so so sorry baby, how could I not see that?" he immediately went to hug you.
"I accept your apology if you are going to clean that mess you made," you said and kissed him on the cheek. "Of course! No worries ma'am" he told you, and went to the living room.
After a while, he was done with the cleaning, and you showed him everything you bought at the mall. You even made him a private modelling show. He rated the outfits and took a photo of every single one.
"I liked the last one the most. You need to wear it to the first race of the new season, " Max told you when you lay down on the bed. "I will, just for you," you winked at him and pulled a blanket over you.
"Now go to sleep, Emilian." You made fun of his middle name every time, and you knew that Max hated it. "Stooop it." He crushed your body with his body weight.
"Okaaay okay." You cuddled into his chest, and he spooned you. "Good night, Maxie." You kissed him. "Good night Y/n" he said and gave you a forehead kiss.
After that, you immediately fell asleep in your boyfriend's arms. Max was admiring you for a little longer and then fell asleep..
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