favourit places

anonymous asked:

You deserve your 4000 followers. A lot of dedication to writing so many fics. You would be interested in writing a story for Soryu. He falls in love with a woman he knows in the bookstore and who likes detective books like him. And then he finds out she's a prosecutor or a criminal lawyer. If possible they had a relationship.

Based on Soryu’s POV

I enjoyed this place as they serve nice coffee and plenty of books to rent for reading. They even got my favourite detective books. This place is peaceful and is perfect when I need some time for myself. It is also near to headquarter and I can always rush back if needed. Today is especially crowded but I still manage to get my usual seat.

“Sorry, do you mind sharing the table with me? It crowded and I can’t find any table.” A lady dress in suit asked.

“Sure.” I replied and get back to my book again. However, she starts having a conversation with me.

“You are a frequent customer here. I always see you in this table.” She chatted happily. I simply smiled and get back to my book again, kind of regret sharing the table with her. Women are so noisy.

“Oh, I love this author as well. He writes the best detective series.” She chatted again and this time I lifted my head up.

“So we have a common interest.” I smiled. Maybe having a common interest friend is not bad.

“My name is _____.” She smiled.

“Soryu.” I replied.

We chatted about the book and I soon found out that she is a criminal lawyer and kind of regret to be friend with her. I can’t let her know my identity but I enjoyed discussing the detective series with her. So I simply keep quiet about my identity.

Subsequently, we bump into each other more often and we end up sitting in the same table. I started to look up for her arrival and I am not sure why. One evening, she did not turn up and I started to feel uneasy. I waited for her which I am not sure why. I have no choice but to leave when the shop is closing. Just as I step outside, I saw her rushing over.

“They closed? I was so busy at work and though I can rush here to relax awhile.” She sighed.

“Then let go for a supper. I am sure you have not eaten anything.” I offered and surprised at my own suggestion but am glad that she accepted.

We chatted, eating and drinking for hours. Apparently she can’t hold her drink well and starts to get a bit tipsy. I hold her small body as we leave the place. She smells nice but soon starts throwing out and dirties her suit.

“My house is nearby. You can clean up at my place.” I offered.

Once we reached our place, she took a shower and I offer her one of my shirt while her clothes is washing in the washing machine. However, my soul is captive by her the moment she steps out from the bathroom. She looks sexy. I walk closer to her and caress her cheek with my fingers. She blushed at my touch but did not push me away. I lean in to kiss her. The kisses get deeper and deeper as we change angles. I carried her to my bed and hover on top of her. I started to undress her and myself. I move my lips to her neck and she moans. She arches her back and grabs the pillow to control herself. I move my lips down to her chest and she suddenly freeze. I look up to see her holding my gun which I have hidden under my pillow and her face was white.

“Why did you have a gun here? It is not easy to obtain one here in this country.” She asked in shocked.

“I am a mobster.” I replied honestly and take back the gun from her shivering hands.

“Why?” She cried.

She left soon after and never turned up at the cafe bookstore again. I am careless to let my emotion take over my sense. A mobster and a criminal lawyer will never have good ending. I should know that very well.

One raining night after a week, I found someone standing outside my doorstep when I reach home. I immediately draw out my gun and soon realized it was her. She was drenched totally but I can still see her crying.

“Let’s get you dry first.” I said worryingly. However, she throws her arms around me.

“I tried to forget you. However, the more I tried the more I miss you. Why we have to belong to different world? Why our paths have to cross each other?” She sobbed. I hold her cold body tightly. I cause her misery but I want to love her, take care of her.

“I miss you too. Let’s forget our status for now. Let me love you as my woman tonight.” I said softly to her.

I did not let her go tonight. We will worry our statue tomorrow. We can continue to deny our status which I don’t care for now. I know that I need her as badly as she needs me now. I need to give myself to her as her man tonight.

“One of my favourite painting places in the world. Time stands still when we wander through the souks and we find ourselves transported back to Biblical  days.“ - Robert Wade

Artwork:  Robert Wade, “Carpet Market Marrakech”

thelagunabitches  asked:

Heyho! How about one of those NSFW with Logan? I know you already did some of those but just the missing ones: L O G A N Thank you in advance, Love❤

LOVE THIS IDEA!! Thank you love you too <3

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Can totally be goofy. He’s not above picking on you and teasing you while he’s driving into you. He gets really serious when you’ve known each other for a long time and maybe he’s been gone for a long time on business. Mostly when he misses you but is too afraid to say it. 

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Literally anywhere. He is the opposite of picky. His bed, his office, his town car, the bathroom at this expensive restaurant, a park bench, a hot tub, on the yacht- it really, truly does not matter. If he wants you, nothing is going to stop him from coaxing you into at least a quickie wherever you are.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Honestly, there’s not a lot he wouldn’t do. He’s down to try most anything at least once. Though, I think he draws the lines at bodily excretions that are not cum or spit. 

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Heh. Logan lives and dies for a good bj. Like there are few things that he loves more than seeing you on your knees, lips wrapped around him. He also enjoys giving, and certainly knows what he’s doing. But if given the option, he will always choose to receive. 

Request an NSFW Headcanon

Holy crap I hit 200 followers how in the world did that happen???

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tfw your favourite fast food place wants to work with u on IG but you can’t think of a way to take an aesthetically pleasing photo of a burrito

The Wedding 

dedicated to freak-is-the-new-princess

literature: peter pan by j.m. barrie

peter was not quite like other boys; but he was afraid at last. a tremor ran through him, like a shudder passing over the sea; but on the sea one shudder follows another till there are hundreds of them, and peter felt just the one. next moment he was standing erect on the rock again, with that smile on his face and a drum beating within him. it was saying, ‘to die will be an awfully big a d v e n t u r e.’

lucky star !!! (10 year anniversary too!)

i just finished watching this series for the 5th time,, 

Adorable ZoSan Date
  • Sanji: Don't ever take me on a date to the aquarium. I'll sit and watch the fish the whole time and I won't say a word to you unless I need food or to take a piss or something.
  • Zoro, blushing: Well, yeah. That's the whole point. I get to sit back and watch you smile and have fun, like when you cook.
  • Sanji, speechless: *starts crying and glomps Zoro as they fall to the floor*

books read in 2017: the hobbit ( j.r.r. tolkien )

“In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.”

[Rowena dies]

Dean: what is this?!

[Crowley dies]

Dean: what is this?!?!?!

[Castiel dies]

Dean: what is my life?!?!

[Mary and Lucifer fall into rift]

Dean: I can’t do it Sam! I can’t fucking do it anymore!!

Sam: well I’ll tell you what Dean! You can give up now or you can figure it out! Cuz I certainly can’t do it without you and I know you can’t do it without me!

Dean: I appreciate it! But look what we’re dealing with man! You gotta draw the line in the sand!! You gotta draw the fucking line in the sand! You gotta make a statement! You gotta look inside yourself and say ‘what I am I willing to put up with today?!’ not. FUCKING. THIS!!