I discovered something while I took my break from languages for my thesis defense. I realised that discipline is something so breakable and not consistent. I had to stop learning languages for three days during the week, but after that for me it was impossible to go back to the normal waking up at 5 am every single day from Monday to Friday like I used to for the last 2 and a half weeks. Now, besides those three days of break, I also lost three days this week (Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday) since the alarm sounded but my body and mind don’t respond to it like before… And just like a blink of an eye, I lost my so-difficult-to-build routine. In conclusion, discipline is something you can’t put on hold. I will go back to my languages tomorrow and I will try my best to be disciplined like I used to.
P.S.: My thesis defense went pretty good, guys! Besides being so busy with the graduation paperwork, I’m happy it’s finally over and just waiting my graduation ceremony in December. 🎉🎓
Crazy crazy last few days with the in-laws and some bonus relatives..
Thursday: best breakfast place in a 30 mile radius, it did not disappoint. Target. Some other stuff I don’t remember. So much Indian food.
Friday: no school for Audrey. Long drive to meet J for lunch by his work. All the kids ate and it was a miracle. Errands. Bonus relatives. I don’t think I’ve met a Jew I didn’t like. 50s diner for dinner.
Saturday: Synagogue. MISTAKE. I don’t think we’ll try again for 6 months. It was that bad. Bonus relatives. Salad bar for dinner. All 3 kids had accidents. AD dumped ice water that flooded mine and Elliot’s laps. Elliot fell out of his high chair, I don’t even know how. Audrey tripped on a chair and then bam. We decided no more restaurants for a while. Cards against Humanity after the kids went to bed which is always exciting to play with relatives.
Sunday: State Fair. We tried out the wrist leash and AMAZING. Seriously. A couple people cracked jokes but no one was mean about it. Four moms came up to me and said it was genius and asked where they could buy one. Success. In-N-Out for dinner. I am so over cheeseburgers.
Monday: no school for Audrey. Peruvian street food for lunch. Kids didn’t eat but they sat at the table which was huge. Pumpkin patch and a bunch of failed photos. Tapas. Babysitter. Fancy dinner out. Goodbye to Shabe.
I feel like I had more to say but oh well. Kids have all been fighting colds…ick. I’m coming up with a bunch of different plans for the future to keep my ‘future’ anxiety at bay. Oh. And I keep forgetting to mention. The reason my insta is mainly pics of AD is because she sits still and poses. Most of the pics I get of Elliot are him tantruming because I tried to get him to sit next to AD or Audrey. Audrey actually starts whining when I ask her to smile or look at me so most of her pics have a pained expression. I have to catch them candidly when they’re smiling or laughing. Any posed pics of AD and Audrey you see were taken with 3 adults present to get Audrey to smile. No joke. Anyone else have this problem?! All my other kids loved saying “cheese!!” and getting their picture taken..
Okay, before everyone goes nuts, this is just a test day. We’re going to see how this goes over, and next week we’ll try something else. Then we’ll settle on a single theme, okay?
For Warped Wednesday, its the same as Flipped Friday was. All the egos are the opposite of what they normally are. So Cinnamon Roll Darkiplier, Logical Warfstache, Supportive Best Friend Yanderiplier, etc.
okay so where do I begin…WOW.
okay so… on Monday October 3rd at 10:25pm, I was sitting on my phone in my room listening to holy ground and I was on twitter and BOOM. “TAYLOR NATION SENT YOU A DIRECT MESSAGE” I STARTED SHAKING AND CRYING WHEN I READ THE CONFIDENTIAL MESSAGE I WAS SO CONFUSED BECAUSE THEY DONT EVEN FOLLOW ME (yes I’m still trying to work out technology ok) AND I FLIPPED OUT AND I RAN INTO MY MOMS ROOM SOBBING AND I TRIPPED OVER THE HOOVER BUT ITS OKAY. MY MOM WAS SAYING ALL SORTS OF THINGS LIKE SOMEONE MAY HAVE HACKED INTO TAYLOR NATIONS ACCOUNT (?????? idk). Anyway I died and my mind was a mess and I couldn’t control myself at all, I had knew what it usually meant when people got these messages and I explained everything to my mom ( she is genuinely worst-case-scenario-Christine ) and she started crying with happiness for me. THAT DAY WILL ALWAYS BE REMEMBERED.
The next day October 4th at 5:27pm, I was (trying) to study when BOOM. I RECEIVED THE CALL. Ali phoned and told me about a special secret event on Friday the 13th of October and I was shaking so so much and could barely even talk but she was honestly the nicest ever (I noticed she said “wonderful” about a million times and I’m now so in love with that word). Side note: My mom still wasn’t really convinced this wasn’t a set up to get me kid napped but SHE FINALLY CALMED DOWN A LITTLE AND MEANWHILE I WAS SHAKING, CRYING AND BASICALLY DEAD.
Okay so then it was the waiting game…the days DRAGGED in as I found out a whole 10 DAYS before the event and I saw Taylor lurk people on tumblr/Instagram AND she liked the post about me and my best friend Eve. PEOPLE WERE ALSO TALKING ABOUT WHAT COULD HAPPEN ON THE 13TH AND I WAS JUST SITTING THERE LIKE HELP ME WHATS GON HAPPEN.
Fast forward to Friday…so because I live in Glasgow I had to fly to London… I COULDNT SLEEP AT ALL AND I ONLY GOT 4 HOURS SLEEP LOL BECAUSE I GOT UP AT 4AM. We went to the airport and I was genuinely so nervous and excited about what could possibly be happening. We then got a bus and then a tube and wandered about Covent Garden and EVERYTHING kept reminding me of Taylor. We then got a tube and another bus ( NUMBER 13 ) to our hotel. I got really stressed out because I opened up my case and there was makeup spilt on my dress BUT MY MOM CAME TO THE RESCUE AND FIXED IT FOR ME. I curled my hair and fixed myself up then I went to out to the secret meeting point and recognized so many people from tumblr/twitter etc and it was SO surreal. ALSO A FEW PEOPLE CAME UP TO ME AND WERE LIKE OMG ABBIE I KNOW YOU AND THAT MADE ME FEEL SO SO SPECIAL SO I LOVE YOU FOR THAT IF THAT WAS YOU. We checked in and got really cool wristbands saying United Kingdom (IN THE REPUTATION FONT) I WAS ALREADY DEAD.
We went to drop off our bags and me and I met 2 beautiful, amazing girls called Emma ( @taylorsmusic ) and Flora ( @spoookyswift ) and we were FREAKING OUT TOGETHER. We just couldn’t comprehend that we could potentially meet our idol. We talked about everything and I genuinely think I have 2 new best friends for life. I LOVE YOU GUYS. We were on the last bus to leave so we waited foreverrrr and my nerves were building up so much and I was FULL ON ALL OVER SHOOK.
Everyone on the bus was SO EXCITED and we were all dying together. It was such a combination of nerves and excitement like I can’t even describe it. So we FINALLY arrived at our secret destination and were escorted to the entrance to be searched etc (there was a big box of socks for some reason and it made us laugh so just thought I’d add that in and also a few half finished smart water bottles👀).
Okay so then we went through to TAYLORS HOUSE. It was beautiful and there was so much food laid out and I had a REPUTATION COOKIE and CUSTOMIZED REPUTATION M&MS and CHICKEN TENDERS. Taylors playlist of the songs she loves was playing in the background and we were LOVING LIFE. (Side note: my mom loved the olives you put out taylor so thanks for that) So basically me, Emma and Flora were chilling together (we were not chill at all tho) and everything was fine THEN Flora goes “oh my god, that’s Scott” AND IM LIKE WTF AND WE ALL LOOK OVER AND DIE LIKE WHAT WAS HAPPENING BEFORE OUR VERY EYES THE KING OF GUITAR PICS WAS HERE. We went and spoke to more amazing people and life was good…THEN TREE COMES THROUGH AND IM LIKE WHATATSTSS THATS A LEGEND THEN NOT LONG AFTER THAT WE SEE ANDREA AND WE ALL DIED. I CRIED WHEN I SEEN ANDREA IDK WHY IT JUST GOT TOO MUCH AND SHES MY QUEEN. IT GENUINELY FELT LIKE A DREAM LIKE SURELY THIS WAS NOT REAL.
Finally, after a while, we went through to THE LIVING ROOM. YES. A CHAIR. A SPEAKER. WE ALL KNEW WHAT THIS WAS. ME, EMMA AND FLORA HAD A LITTLE SUPPORT NETWORK GOING ON BECAUSE WE WERE ALL HOLDING HANDS BECAUSE WE WERE NOT PREPARED AT ALL. I cried - yeah she wasn’t even here yet and I cried. So anyway THEN I’m like I can’t even do this and my heart is beating abnormally fast. And that’s when she appeared…
I COULDNT BELIEVE MY EYES. MY ANGEL. MY EVERYTHING. GENUINELY LIKE A METER AWAY. NO WAY. Okay so then I SOBBED even more and I was uncontrollable (I finally did calm down but omg it was so hard I couldn’t stop crying) - thank you Emma and Flora for helping me LOL. Side note: her hair was so curly and pretty and she wore this camo dress thing and SNAKE BOOOOOOTS and a snake ring and yeah I was like GO GURLLL. IN THAT MOMENT I DIED IT WAS ACTUALLY HAPPENING.
On to the album, obviously you guys understand I can’t say much at all BUT REPUTATION IS MY FAVOURITE ALBUM BY FARRRRR. Like it’s genuinely so different but so genius - it’s incredible. She’s so talented and you can tell she’s worked so super hard for it and I can tell she’s happier than ever through the way she talks and she just seems so content with life and it makes me so proud and happy of how far she’s came. It’s so emotionally complex and THE LYRICS (she’s a genius okay). But there was one song that made me full on SOB and everyone in that room felt something…ANYWAY Taylor herself, during the whole of the session, she was so funny and she’s just so genuine…it was unreal. UNREAL. Some highlights that stand out to me include when during one of the songs she looked right at me for about 20 seconds or so and we just danced and smiled at each other. IVE NEVER FELT SO LOVED IN MY LIFE. To say I’m proud of her for this album is an understatement.
okay so then….IT WAS MEET AND GREET TIME. We were all sitting reading the magazines and talking to each other and it was adorable and even though I was a nervous wreck, everyone was so nice and amazing towards me. When it was time for the picture I was at the waiting point I can’t tell you how I felt. It was indescribable. I seen the 2 girls before me hug Taylor goodbye and it was my turn. I ran up to her and hugged her so hard and she looked at me and went “ITS ABBIE ISNT IT?” AND I WAS NODDING AND I WAS LIKE YEAH ITS ME and she was like “NO WAY I CHOSE YOU LIKE A YEAH AGO LIKE SOOOO LONG AGO” and I was like NO WAY and then I was like “THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR EVERYTHING YOUVE HELPED ME THROUGH, YOU’VE HONESTLY GOT ME THROUGH SO MUCH” and she was listening so intently and she smiled at me and hugged me and we held hands for a few seconds which was BEAUTIFUL and she was like “you are SO beautiful like SO beautiful and you are SO funny like you’re posts are hilarious” and I started shaking and I told her she was like a big sister to me and then we got a really cute huggy picture and then we got one with my mom which was cute and THEN (THIS WAS THE FUNNIEST MOMENT) the camera guy said to my mom “do you want a pic alone with her” and my mom was like “oh it’s okay I’m just her mom” and TAYLOR WAS LIKE" OH WELL THANKS" IT WAS SO FUNNY. THEN I told her I loved her and she was like I LOVE YOU BUDDY and I gave her one final hug before I left which was MAGICAL (I swear we hugged about 27468273 times).
As soon as I left the room, I BURST INTO TEARS I COULDN’T BELIEVE I HAD JUST MET MY IDOL AFTER LIKE 6 YEARS OF LOVING HER AND FANGIRLING OVER HER. My mom went to talk to mama swift and she said to her “thank you so much for making a beautiful, amazing role model for my daughter” and mama swift was like AWWW THANK YOU SO MUCH THEN MY MOM GAVE HER A HUG AND THEN I GAVE HER A HUGE HUG AND MAMA SWIFT WAS LIKE THANK YOU FOR SUPPORTING HER AND DOING THE CRAZY THINGS SHE MAKES YOU DO AND I CRIED MORE.
WE THEN WENT TO GET OUR MERCH AND GET ON THE BUS AND I WAS GENUINELY STARSTRUCK AND ME AND EMMA JUST KEPT LOOKING AT EACH OTHER AND BEING LIKE DID THAT REALLY JUST HAPPEN?!?!?!
Thank you so so so much for inviting me to your London Secret Session - it was an HONOR to be there. I can’t believe I was given such a beautiful, amazing opportunity and I meant everything I said to you in there and it truly came from the heart. I love you so much and I can’t wait to hopefully see you on tour. You mean the world to me and I can’t wait to hear reputation again and DIE ANOTHER MILLION DEATHS.
I love you so much girl.
I really hope you read this. I’m writing this now since it’s still fresh in my head at the moment. I can’t wait until tomorrow. I’m sorry for any grammar mistakes, btw.
I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart. I had the best (Thurs)day and evening ever with you, Wiishu, Dan and Arin. I waited with my sister for you at the airport. It took a while but there you were with Wiishu. You were surprised but delighted at the same time. I wanted to say so many things and all I could say was: You must be tired, and rambled on about how long your flight must have been and what not. Everything except for the things I actually wanted to say.
That’s ok. I still had Friday evening and the Q&A. The moment was there. We all could ask questions and I had one at the ready, but every moment Vernon came near I started to feel more and more nervous and my social anxiety kicked in hard. At that moment I asked my sister if she wanted to ask my question. Well… you may remember she didn’t ask a question but said how much you meant and still mean to me. Last year was…rough. You and Mark helped me to stay positive and not lose hope in humanity. You both keep me smiling. 4 Video’s a day I had to look forward too (2 from you, 2 from Mark). This year was finally a year where everything is falling in to place in my life and I sort of know what I want eventually. I’m working hard on it. I’m having such a good time at the moment that I have trouble to find time to watch your videos!
Even now I still don’t know how to put my feelings in to the right words. The trouble I’m now facing is that I get emotional every time someone says it’s ok, “give yourself some credit too” and other uplifting words. I’ve always heard that it’s gonna be hard for me, what I want to do. I shouldn’t be doing this and that. Not by my parents and siblings, though. All the love for them. But it’s really demotivating to pick anything up when other’s don’t see the hard work you put in things and doubt you as a person.
Anyway, my sister caught me of guard with her speech. My anxiety was already on a high level and her putting me in the spotlight broke me down. I’m definitely not mad at her. She said the things I couldn’t say and I’m glad she did. I still feel like I want to say more, but I just simply can’t find the words. I just really hope you read this letter and hopefully I’ll see you again. May it be at VidCon Europe (*wink wink*) or at your EU tour of your own show.
THIS IS INSANE! This friday has been the BEST DAY EVER, I’m eternally grateful to have met this absolute sweetheart that has helped me through a lot. ❤️Thank you so so so much! This means the world to me. I love you so much @taylorswift
Big shoutout to @taylornation cause they are amazing!
“Y/N, when will you be home tonight?” Your mother asked you.
“Not sure. Peter and I have a Chem test on Monday and want to try and get a lot of studying in before then,”
“Meaning the two of you won’t study at all, but watch movies and then fall asleep on the couch,”
“Yeah, that sounds about right,” you you admitted.
“Alright, behave yourself and make sure you’re home by tomorrow morning,”
“Of course, mom. I’ll see you tomorrow!” You said as you left your house to head to Peter’s.
You and Peter had known each other for quite a long time, and you usually spent your Friday night’s ‘studying’ aka, attempting to study but ending up watching movies.
You would argue that you were Peter’s best friend, but Ned always says otherwise. But you and Peter were rather close, you were always spending time with him, and it was no secret to you that he was Spiderman.
And of course, you harboured feelings for the boy. For as long as you could remember you had had a crush on Peter Parker. And damn, were your feelings growing with each passing day. Peter, of course, had no idea, but you weren’t exactly sure whether that was a problem or not.
When you arrived at Peter’s door, you knocked and May let you in.
“Y/N! Peter will be so happy you’re here. He’s in his room, just go on it,”
“Thanks May! It’s great to see you,”
“Nice to see you too, Y/N,” She said as you walked away towards Peter’s room
“Knock knock,” You said, opening Peter’s bedroom door.
“Y/N, hey,” he smiled
You walked in and sat down on Peter’s chair, across from his bed where he was sitting.
“So did you bring your books?” Peter asked
“Of course not Parker. We never actually study, I thought why bother lugging heavy textbooks over here if we weren’t actually going to study,”
Peter laughed, “That’s fair, but I thought we could skip the movie tonight?”
“Skip the movie? Who are you and what have you done with Peter Parker?”
“C’mon, I had a better idea,”
“And what is this better idea of yours Mr Parker?” You questioned.
Peter smiled at you, stood up and walked across his room to his closet. He began stripping, pulling his shirt off
“Not that I’m opposed to this, but what are you doing Parker?”
Peter laughed, “I’m putting on my Spidey suit,”
“Oh, so not only are you getting naked, but you’re getting kinky,” you raised your eyebrows.
“Geez, Y/N, didn’t realize you were into that kinda thing,” Peter said, continuing to put on his suit.
“Oh there’s a lot you don’t know i’m into,”
“Oh yeah, and what’s that supposed to mean?”
“Play your cards right and maybe one day you’ll find out,”
“I’ll definitely keep that in mind,” Peter said.
He put the mask over his face and walked over and held his hand out to you,
“Shall we, my dear?”
“And what exactly are we doing?”
“Just, come with me,”
You took Peter’s hand and followed him out onto his fire escape.
“What now, Parker?” You asked
Peter wrapped his arm around your waist and said “Now you hold on tight,”
“Oh god,” you muttered, wrapping your arms around his neck.
Suddenly, your feet weren’t on the fire escape anymore, you could feel yourself flying through the air. Your heart was rapidly beating
“Don’t worry, Y/N, I’ve got you,” Peter said.
You tightened your grip on Peter, closed your eyes, and buried your face in his neck. You felt Peter’s arm wrap tighter around your waist.
Soon, you felt Peter hit the ground, and he slowly let go of you and your feet hit the ground.
You opened your eyes and looked around, you were standing on a roof,
“Where are we?”
“I found this place not too long ago, its nothing special, but you can see so much of the city from up here, I thought it was so beautiful when I first saw it. It reminded me of you. I knew I had to show you,” Peter answered, taking off his mask.
You walked to the edge of the building and stared off watching the lights of the city. The cars’ lights reflections danced off the windows of the buildings around you. You could hear the noises of the city below, the car horns and the sirens, yet everything was quiet so high up.
“It really is beautiful up here, Peter,” you turned to look at him
“I’m glad you like it,” He smiled, rubbing the back go his head with his hand.
“Its not just the view I like, Peter,”
“Right, you like the Spidey suit, turns you on,” He joked
“More like I really like you and want to kiss you a lot,” you whispered to yourself
“What?” Peter asked
“I said you suck, Parker,”
Peter rolled his eyes, and grabbed your hand, “Come on, theres something else I want to show you,”
You allowed Peter to lead you across the roof of the building. There was a small garden in the corner, with a bench next to it.
“Peter, this is so beautiful,”
You approached the garden and slowly let your hand fall out of Peter’s as you bent down to admire the flowers.
“I remember you telling me you love forget-me-not’s and lilies, so I planted some earlier this season and they finally bloomed, so I figured now would be the best time to show you this place,”
“Peter, how on earth do you not have a girlfriend? You’re actually the sweetest boy I know,” you smiled, leaning over to place a kiss on his cheek.
“Well actually, there is someone I like,”
“Oh really? And who might this special someone be?” You teased, walking around the garden to lean on the side of the roof.
“Well, they know my secret,” Peter said, holding up his mask, “they also are always crashing my house and distracting me from my homework,”
Peter started walking closer towards you.
“They also can never decide what movie to watch on movie nights. Not to mention that they distract me in class too. Not on purpose, mind you, but they’re so beautiful, I can’t help but stare at them,”
You smiled, you knew he was talking about you. As soon as he started talking, you knew.
“Tell me more, Peter Parker,”
Peter was now standing right in front of you, “Well, i’ve kinda had a thing for them for a few years now. I’m kinda actually in love with them,”
“Well, in that case, there’s something you should know Parker,”
“What’s that, Y/N?”
“There this superhero I’m kind of in love with,”
“Please tell me its not Mr. Stark, that would just make this so awkward,”
“No, but have you seen Captain America’s ass? Damn,”
Peter rolled his eyes at you.
“I’m kidding. Kind of,” you said
“Y/N,-“ Peter started
“I love you too, Peter,” You said
“Don’t you mean I really like you and want to kiss you a lot,” Peter whispered
“You dID HEAR ME,”
“Of course I heard you,” Peter smiled.
“You suck, Parker,”
“Does this mean I can kiss you now?”
“I think I changed my mind. Do you have Captain America’s number? He seems like he wouldn’t be as mean to me,”
You stared at Peter while he bit back a smile.
“Yes Parker! Kiss me already,”
Peter put his hands on either side of your face, and gently pressed his lips up against yours.
You pulled away, “You still suck Parker,”
“I think, now, it’ll be you that will be the one who sucks,”
“Oh mY GOD PARKER!” You laughed.
“Sorry, sorry, it had to be said,” he smiled.
“So Parker, are you going to take me back to your house so we can finish up that movie night, and maybe, maybe, if you’re lucky we can talk about that other thing you suggested,”
“I think by the time you even decide on a movie to watch, i’ll be asleep and it’ll be too late for anything else,” he joked
“Well it would be the perfect way to wake up, now wouldn’t it, Parker,”
“Damn, maybe I should wear this suit around you more often,”
“Believe me, its not the suit,”
“Well, then what are we waiting for?” Peter asked, putting his mask back on.
He wrapped his arm sound your waist and shot a web to another building. The two of you were flying over the city once again, but this time you kept your eyes open.
Modern!AU You hate James Barnes with a burning passion and the feeling is entirely mutual. Just when you think things can’t get any worse, you are tricked into attending his sister’s wedding as his girlfriend. Stuck with a bunch of strangers, you come up with a set of rules that are not going to last long.
Warnings: Hate to Love, Fake Dating, Snarky Remarks, Language
A/N: Okay, just a warning, there will be a lot of OCs in this series (mostly Bucky’s sisters and parents) Hope you like the first chapter :)
You loved Natasha’s apartment. It was spacious and bright
and she had a great view of the city. There was just one teeny-tiny itsy-bitsy
problem… you hated her neighbour.
James ‘Bucky’ Barnes.
Natasha introduced you to Bucky a little over a year ago. Her
fiancé, Clint, adored him and Bucky always stopped by their apartment. The boys
would stay in the living room and watch TV while you and Natasha gossiped and
drank wine in the kitchen.
Prompt: Reader is the child of Tony Stark. While talking to Peter one day you discover that Flash is bullying him, and decide to take matters into your own hands by showing up to Liz Allen’s party to put an end to it.
Requested by: n/a
Warnings: slight spoilers for Homecoming, mild swearing, bullying
Word count: 2,805
Notes: I know this isn’t the exact dialogue as in the movie but I’m just working off my memory so bare with me folks. Also this took me several day to write but I love it, even though the ending is kinda shaky but this is very long and I would enjoy you guys sent in requests! My masterlist is in my bio (it’s almost empty but that’ll change) along with a prompt list you can request off of if you want!
Jimin’s the CEO of some big corporation, grown and passed down to him by his father, and Jungkook is the super hot repairman that everyone thirsts after.
Oh, yeah, and his husband.
Everyday they come to work together, early enough that no one sees Jungkook get out of the driver seat of a black Rolls Royce Phantom. No one even knows that they’re together, all they know is that they’re both extremely attractive and happen to wear wedding rings. Apparently, no one has noticed that their rings are matching. Or the fact that things happen to mysteriously “break” in the CEO’s office every. single. day.
Jungkook doesn’t mind his job. Really, he doesn’t. And Jimin’s offered to get him a higher position before but nothing was ever really appealing. So, he sticks with fixing the printer on the 5th floor that always breaks on Fridays and cleaning the windows every Monday, all the way up to the 28th floor. And spending most of his time in Jimin’s office “fixing” the office chair. and the couch. and the desk. and the door.
(Though to be fair, half of those things are “broken” because of him.)
There was one day that the air conditioning broke and, although Jungkook tried his best, they ended up calling a guy to come fix it. Unfortunately, it was in the middle of summer and the air conditioning guy couldn’t get there until the next day. So, Jungkook spent his entire day with the top half of his coveralls unbuttoned and hanging around his waist, only in a thin, white tank top.
Office workers ogled as he stood on a latter, head disappearing through one of the ceiling panels as he rewired one of the lights. Jimin had come down to the 17th floor once he’d heard his secretary say that the “hot repair guy is only wearing a tank top”.
“Oh my God, looks at his arms.”
“Too bad he’s married.”
“Screw that. I’m taking a chance.” That was when Jimin drew the line.
Jungkook was too busy with his work to notice the crowd staring at his sweaty chest and was too nice to tell them to “fuck off” anyways.
Jungkook would smirk when he’d hear Jimin call him by his last name, knowing that he only did that in front of employees. He’d dip his head and look to him attentively.
“Yes, Mr. Park?”
“Come to my office when you’re finished, please.” Jimin would push the sleeves of his white button-up further up his forearms as he walked back to the elevator, his jacket discarded due to the heat.
And after about 10 minutes of pretending to work, Jungkook would climb back down the latter, wipe the sweat from his forehead, and pack his things up before making his way to the elevator. He’d planned to just walk into the office as soon as he’d reached the door. Unfortunately for him, the secretary would have other ideas.
“So, Jungkook,” He’d stop just as his hand reached the doorknob, cursing himself for not just ignoring her, “you’re married, huh?”
“How long?” She would try to be coy, showing off parts of her body that he failed to be interested in.
“Who’s the lucky woman-”
“Jeon!” Jimin’s voice would snap as he opened the door, interrupting the secretary sharply.
Jungkook would walk into the office, head ducked low in faux-submission, sly smirk on his face once the door had closed.
Jimin would be on him in a second, hands pulling him closer by the waist of his coveralls. They’d be nose to nose when Jungkook would chuckle lightly and loop his arms around the CEO’s waist.
“What seems to be the problem, Mr. Park?” Jungkook would tease him, untucking the bottom of Jimin’s shirt to run his hands up his back before settling into the dimples below his spine.
“Oh, shut up.” Jimin would growl and yank his head down, mouths meeting in a heated and messy collision.
And when Jungkook would pull away, taking great restraint to not take Jimin right there against the door, he’d grin through his light panting and walk them towards the desk before plopping down in the chair himself and pulling Jimin into his lap.
“What’s wrong, baby?” Jungkook would mumble against Jimin’s neck, peppering kisses up to his jaw and back down to his collarbones.
Jimin would sigh happily and lean into him, threading his fingers through Jungkook’s hair before frowning and grumbling to him.
“Everybody lookin’ at you. Thinkin’ they have a chance.” The kisses would stop and Jungkook would raise his head, stupid grin plastered to his face.
“Baby,” He’d whisper, knowing that it made the seemingly big and bad CEO melt into a puddle, “you know that I’m all yours.”
And for a powerful CEO, one would not think that Jimin would so easily pout like a child and send puppy eyes to, well, anyone really. But when it came to Jungkook, Jimin was all soft touches and sweet smiles compared to his sharp tone and intimidating presence around the office.
And when the secretary would barge in without knocking, finding her boss on the lap of the super sexy repair guy, Jimin couldn’t bring himself to be angry about it.
“Mr. Park, I- oh. Oh.” He’d only look over to her with a smug smile and turn Jungkook’s face towards him, reveling in the hooded look Jungkook sent him before turning back to his secretary.
“Can I help you?”
“N-no. No, sir. I-I’m sorry.”
At the end of the day, Jimin would gather his things and find Jungkook waiting for him outside his office in a black dress shirt, a red tie, a smug smile, and fresh bruises above the collar of his shirt as he offered his hand.
That night, They would go home and find themselves tangled in their bed, both out of breath and in the haze of fading euphoria. Scratches decorated Jungkook’s back and bruises littered both of their necks, a few straying to Jimin’s thighs.
“If they didn’t know you were mine already,” Jimin would start, tracing the red lines on Jungkook’s back as he stood at the bathroom sink, “they sure as hell will now.”
Jungkook would only smile and grab him, pulling Jimin back to bed to cuddle before falling asleep.
And when the air conditioning still wasn’t fixed the next day and Jungkook had to fix the printer on the 5th floor in only a tank top, everyone would avert their eyes awkwardly as Jimin walked through the hall, sending a smile to Jungkook before continuing on his way, knowing that Jungkook would be in his office in the next 15 minutes.
Of course she did. Everyone did. But she especially did because she was on the Samwell
She knew it wasn’t a phenomenon exclusive to the Samwell Women’s Hockey Team – the lack of recognition for female athletics. But the men’s hockey team were so especially over the top, most of Jenna’s classmates didn’t even know Samwell
a women’s hockey team.
Jenna knew it wasn’t the team’s fault. When Jack Zimmermann had been captain, he’d been really good about scheduling ice time and showing up to home games when he could for support. The two captains after, Ransom and Holster, invited the team to every kegster (they invited the entire school so that wasn’t that big of a gesture but it was still nice to be recognized as a team), And Eric Bittle, the most precious bean Jenna had ever met, still sends them a couple pies every time they win a game.
They were good and kind dudes.
But they were absolutely ridiculous.
Jenna didn’t have to know the men’s hockey team to know William Poindexter and Derek Nurse.
“I’m just saying! How else do you explain an image without written alphabet conveying a singular message to tens of thousands of people?”
“Nurse, you’re not going to convince me memes are their own language, okay? You’re just not.”
“Where’s your sense of curiosity, Poindexter? Where’s your finesse?”
“I don’t know, where’s your chill, Nurse?”
Jenna bit her lip to keep from laughing. She didn’t need to turn around to see the scandalized look on Derek Nurse’s face.
It would have been so easy to resent SMH. They got all the glory, they got all the girls, and Jenna’s team worked just as hard as they did.
Instead, Jenna decided it would be healthier for her and more fun to instead choose to enjoy their antics. Especially since she had a front row seat to the world’s saltiest D-men.
Or, more of a third row seat. The row right in front of the row Nursey and Dex sat in, every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday in Pop Culture Theory.
Every day a new adventure.
“I honestly can’t believe this.”
“Let it go Poindexter.”
“To hell with that, I need to bask in this.”
“Nothing to bask about, asshole, it’s not a big deal.”
“Not a big deal? Nursey,
you have never read
The Lord of the Rings. And I have! This is unprecedented.”
“Nice five dollar word there, book boy.”
“Oh, get fucked, Derek.”
“I’ll kill you, Nurse.”
“I don’t think you will. I do not think you’ll do that. Because you love me.”
“The Lord is testing me.”
“Will, what does that mean? Are you calling me the Lord? That is kind of you.”
“One more haiku, Nurse, I swear to God.”
“What is this I hear? Using the Lord’s name in vain? You bad Cath’lic boy.”
“I’m not saying you’re sexist if you can’t acknowledge that
is marvel’s best long form origin story, but why, William, do you hate women?”
“I can’t believe you, of all people, are arguing with me about this. How could you not agree with me that
is the best?”
“Oh, what, because I’m part black?”
“Yes, as a matter of fact, and that’s not racist! That’s me acknowledging all that shit you’ve ever said about privilege and cultural oppression and recognizing the representation of that through
. The show is literally about a black man the police can’t gun down! You don’t appreciate that?”
“Oh I can definitely appreciate that. That message is dope! And I think you’re mad woke for your active listening. But, just, in narrative framing and character arcs and visual story-telling,
is leagues a-fucking-bove. Also her character is a nice subversion of traditional leading lady portrayals.”
“Yeah, no, she’s a badass.”
“For real. And at least we can agree they’re both better than fucking
“Yeah, no, fuck that guy.”
Jenna’s favorite, though, happened on one of the last Wednesday classes before finals.
They weren’t already talking when they came in to take their usual seats. That wasn’t weird, they didn’t talk a lot of mornings. Jenna knew from word of mouth that their friendship was tenuous on the best of days so it made sense for them to keep quiet on some days.
No, the funny part – the amazing part – was after a good ten minutes of silence, thirty seconds before class was slated to begin, Jenna heard Nurse turn in his desk and casually ask, in a bored voice, apropos of
, “So you want a blowjob after this?”
Jenna tried not to choke. She could not laugh. She could not let them know she listened in on them every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday,
But Poindexter just paused and then sighed really dramatically before saying “Yes.” As if Nursey was really putting him out by offering him a blowjob.
Jenna absolutely needed to excuse herself she was so in danger of laughing herself into a coma but just then class began so she had to quietly have a heart attack for the next 40 minutes.
Jenna was the only woman on her team completely unsurprised to see the D-Men making out against a wall at the next kegster.
He was your first love,
your soulmate who shaped your heart, covered it with scars no one was
able to erase..except for the one causing the indentations deforming
the once beautiful muscle that still longed for the part that was
torn out on a day in late autumn.
Summary: Your first crazy paparazzi experience after Tom reveals he’s in a relationship.
-So around 4-5 months of you guys dating is when Tom reveals to the world that he’s no longer up for grabs
-You’d discussed it and decided that you wouldn’t do anything grand but if asked about it, Tom wouldn’t dodge anymore
-So at some event in LA a reporter is interviewing him and says, “and no lady with you here tonight? You’re still single?”
-And he says “I’m not actually.” And the interviewer is all surprised like“Really!?” And he says “yeah” and he’s trying not to smile too hard “she couldn’t be here tonight though”
-And immediately this is all over the internet and Tom warned you things would get crazy really fast but you didn’t realize how crazy
-You guys had been pretty careful but there were still a few pics of you guys in new york floating around on the internet and since people started digging they surfaced pretty quickly and everyone’s wondering who this random girl is that’s dating Tom Holland
-After the premiere Tom flies to NY to be with you for a couple days and he decides it’s probably best to get a hotel room instead of staying at your apartment like he’s gotten in the habit of doing lately bc people are probably gonna be on the lookout for him and he doesn’t want people following him to your apartment
-So he books a hotel room in SoHo for a few days and you head over there on Thursday night and leave without him to go about your day on Friday and when you come back Friday afternoon there’s a couple paps outside because they saw Tom go in and out that day but you’re not with Tom so they’re don’t recognize you or anything and it’s only a few so you’re not too concerned
-And you end up chilling there for a few hours and you guys decide to go out to dinner and you call an uber and head to the lobby and the hotel security is trying to keep paps out of the lobby like they are swarming outside and there’s fans too and it’s really bad
-Tom looks at you and is like “Shit, I’m sorry. We can just stay in tonight….”
-And you’re like “Well, it’s deal with it now or deal with it later, right?” and Tom just chews his bottom lip and nods
-So you pull the hood of your jacket up and Tom takes your hand and you go outside and you’re half blinded by the flashes and there’s some minor screaming from fans
-And you keep your head down and both of your hands are on Tom’s hand and he leads you to the end of the sidewalk with the help of hotel security and he opens the uber door for you and you slide in and he waves to the people and follows and shuts the door
-When the door shuts you pull your hood down and look at him like “holy shit”
-And he feels so bad about it and he just keeps apologizing as the car starts moving and you’re holding his hand and rubbing your thumb across the back of it and telling him you’re fine and he’s just keeps asking “are you sure?”
-And you’re finally like “Tom stOP we knew this would happen I’m fine I can handle it would you please chill”
-And at dinner you have a long discussion about it and after talking it out he feels a lot better bc it’s likely to die down once people know a lil more about you and the novelty wears off
-He still feels kinda bad about doing this to your life and you’re definitely still a little anxious about it but you’d both rather be together with no worries about trying to hide things so
-The hotel security lets you in a back door when you come back which is v nice so other than a couple cameras outside the restaurant, post-dinner is way less overwhelming
-Laying in bed with him later Tom puts a hand on your cheek and says “thanks for putting up with all this for me”
-And without missing a beat you kiss him and say “you’re worth it”
Thank you to the lovely anon who requested this with Peter Parker! I’m sorry if it took some time writing this, my brain got jammed for a while. Hope you like it!
PS: Also thank you to my bae @stvrktony who helped me write this. x
You were relaxing in your bed in your spacious room in Stark Tower, Dad really overdid himself in making your room comfortable, reading a rather good book and just enjoying your evening. Sipping into the hot chocolate that Nat made earlier (she makes the best hot chocolates, mind you), you sigh in contentment. You had a great and peaceful day, as peaceful as a Stark can get though, but still, it was rare to have days like this.
“Ms. Stark, your father says dinner is ready,” FRIDAY’s voice interrupted your thoughts and you willed yourself to get out of bed.
“Right, thanks, FRIDAY.”
“Anytime, Miss.” And with that you got down to the dining room where everyone is gathered round. You sat on your usual seat which is between Dad and Wanda and received a couple of ‘hey’s and smiles, which you returned gratefully.
“Anything exciting today?” Your dad asked you as he hands you your plate.
“Besides Nat’s hot chocolate? Nah, don’t think so,” you shrugged.