Min Yoongi had gone through 34 secretaries in the past 24 months, and each one of them left in tears. This fact alone should have warned you against taking the job, but the pay was too good to pass up. Surely you could put up with a billionaires temper-tantrums, right?
Reader x Yoongi
Genre: Fluff, humor, probably some angst
Warnings: Strong language at times, maybe some slight smut eventually
“So how’s it going with your new, crazy boss?” Jessica asked though your phone, and you rolled your eyes despite the fact that she couldn’t see you. “Has he interrogated you about what your ‘intentions’ are for working there yet?”
“Yeah, but it wasn’t so bad. A little weird, though. They ran a background check on me before I was hired, so I don’t know what he was so worried about.”
“I told you he was paranoid.” Jessica said, and she was right; she had warned you. Repeatedly. “While I was there, they caught this one guy selling plans to rival companies.” You heard her shiver. “I thought Min was actually going to kill him.”
You were waiting for the bus as you talked to her. You had taken Kim Taehyungs business card out of your wallet, examining it for what felt like the hundredth time. Jessica’s voice seemed to fade away as you got lost in your own thoughts. There was something about the taxi driver that you couldn’t quite put your finger on, something that made him different…
“Are you listening to me?” Jessica said suspiciously. You realized that you hadn’t been, and winced.
“Not exactly?” You said with an apologetic laugh.
“I said, don’t trust Jeon Jungkook.”
“Who’s that?” Your bus arrived, and you were only half-listening as you found a seat. You kept your voice down as you went, but several people gave you a pointed look as you went.
“I just told you who he is! You’re impossible.”
“Okay, okay, I’m sorry… But I have to go, okay? I’ll call you during my lunch break.” The elderly women you sat next to was glaring daggers at you, her knitting needles clicking ominously. “I really need to get my car fixed…” You thought to yourself as you tried to give her a small smile.
“No, I’m serious–”
You hung up before she could say anything else, however. You purposefully hadn’t told your friend that you were applying for the job until after you were hired, and had tried to tune everything negative she had to say about the place out ever since. You wanted to enter your new job with a positive outlook, without any pre-judgement of anyone else who worked there. You were fairly sure Jessica had tried to warn you about this Jungkook person last week, but you couldn’t remember what she had said about him.
“You aren’t taking this seriously.” She had complained the night before your first day on the job. “I’m telling you, quit now. Save yourself the time and effort.”
But you needed a job–and this one even payed well. Sure, maybe the boss was a little insane, but how bad could it be? It seemed worth it to at least give it a try.
“No heels this morning, I see.” Jimin stepped into the elevator with you, smirking at your black ballet-style flats. You didn’t have time to go out and buy a new pair of shoes after the heel on yours broke the previous night, so you slip-stitched the hem of your dress pants so they wouldn’t drag on the floor and hoped they looked decent. You thought that perhaps no one would notice, but you should have known better. “I see you’ve already given up on personal appearance, which means you’ll probably quit within the day.”
“Don’t you have something better to do than judge me by my shoes?” You asked calmly. You wondered why Jessica hadn’t warned you about Jimin, he was much more of an annoyance than this Jungkook guy who you had never even met.
“Not at the moment, no.” Jimin smiled innocently at you. You knew that he was probably just being rude because he wanted you to quit, but that didn’t help much.
Tags: female reader, female pronouns, AU - magic, AU - medieval, AU - gods and goddesses, tailoring, sewing, religious imagery and symbolism, male-female friendship, friends to lovers, nicknames, POV reader, POV Kylo Ren, fluff, angst.
Summary: In the small village on the edge of the forest, the tailor’s daughter cannot stand by and watch her mother’s ailing health lead her her death. Taking it upon herself to ask of the help of the resident witch, and her son, she must follow the contract to heal her mother. But, all magic, comes at a price, and sometimes, that price is knowing a little too much about things that are unsaid…
So ummm I have never done something like this before and this is the first fanfiction I have ever written.. I just really like Miraculous Ladybug and nobody in my real life will talk to me about it so this seemed a good way to go..
Summary: So in The Bubbler episode Marinette gives Adrien a blue scarf that she made as a present for his birthday and he thinks it’s from his father and she just lets it happen because it made him happy. But I always wondered what would happen if he found out the truth. This is mostly Ladynoir and a little Ladrien and Adrienette in a way. This is kind of angsty and has like two curse words in it so rated T? Enjoy…
Night has fallen, it was time for the nightly patrols of Ladybug and Chat Noir. This is Chat’s favorite part of his day. Swinging in the moonlight with his Lady what could be better? He arrives to meet Ladybug on top of the Eiffel Tower just like every other night and sees that she is already there. Ladybug is to upset to even see him land. A chill runs through Chat. His Lady is upset! This can not happen. He needs to be smooth about this. If he pushes her she might pull away.
“He.. Hey Ladybug ready to patrol?” He’s not really sure why he is stuttering.Ladybug sniffles,
“Hey Chat yeah just give me a few and I’ll be ready to go.”
“Yeah no problem.. Do you want to talk about it?” He moves closer to her.
“No it’s fine.. It’s just.. I’m so done Chat.” Ladybug is no longer crying, instead she seems angry as her hands ball up into fists.
Chat is confused, “Done? With what? Our patrols? You don’t have to do them if you don’t want to.” His heart breaks at the idea of it but he can’t handle seeing his Lady so hurt.
Ladybug smiles slightly, Chat’s heart rises a bit. “No it’s not that. It’s something happening in my civilian life. You probably don’t want to hear about it.” Chat is shocked. Ladybug has never mentioned her real life, well the life outside of the superhero one. This must be really bad.
Chat sits beside Ladybug and goes to put his arm around her but decides against it. “Ladybug you can tell me anything, my job is to protect you so you can be at your best. You aren’t at you best right now so here I am.” He waggles his eyebrows at her a gets just the faintest of a smile out of her.
Ladybug sighs, “I really like this boy,” Chat’s heart drops, “and he doesn’t like me back. I know that he knows I exist but he just knows me as the weirdo who stares at him and can’t even talk to him.” Is Chat really going to this? Give the love of his life relationship advice for some other guy? What does this guy have that he doesn’t?
Chat takes a deep breath, of course he is going to help her. He will do anything to make his Lady smile. “So you can’t talk to this guy?”
“Correct.”“Have you tried calling him? Or sending him a letter?”
“I left a message on his phone once but I freaked out and stole his phone and deleted it. I also wrote him a love letter for Valentine’s Day and did not even sign it.” Ladybug hides her face in her hands. “I even gave him a gift once.”
If it wasn’t for his super hearing he would have missed her saying that. “Really?” This guy got a gift from Ladybug? Even if she is out of the costume Chat knows that she would still look amazing and is confused why this guy does not like her back.
“Yeah it was a scarf but I forgot to sign it again and he came to school the next day thinking that his father gave it to him..”
Chat’s mind was racing. “What kind of scarf?” Chat did not know if he wanted to hear the answer to this.
“It was a light blue scarf. I like to design clothes and I made it for him.”No. This can’t be. His father made him the scarf. She is talking about some other light blue scarf. There is no way. “I did sign the scarf though, with a little heart. It’s in the hem. It’s stitch in so only I would know it’s there.” Chat needed to leave. He had to go check. He had to know.
Chat stands up, he tries to be cool about this, “Well My Lady I’m sure that one day he will notice you. I mean you are the superhero of Paris. Anyways I best be going. I have physics homework to do. Cat out!” He kisses Ladybug on the hand and vaults off before she can say anything. Chat lands in his room and changes back into Adrien. Plagg flies out of his ring and across the room landing on his bed.
“Hey kid what gives!” Adrien does not even notice because he was too busy looking for the scarf.
“WHERE IS IT?!” Plagg has never seen Adrien this way before and honestly he was scared.
“Calm down kid what are you looking for?” Sometimes the power of destruction can overwhelm Chat Noir but this is different.
“The scarf my father go me! I need to see something. I have to make sure.”
“It’s in your closet.” Adrien stops destroying his room and runs to his closest and find the scarf. Plagg seems him rip the hem and fall to the floor. Plagg doesn’t know what to do. In all his years on either never has a Chat Noir do this. “Ki.. Adrien what’s wrong?”
He sounds so defeated, “This isn’t from my father.” Tears are starting to form
.—————————————————————————————————— Adrien did not do anything the next day. He didn’t even talk to Plagg. School was out so he didn’t have to see his friends. He just waited for nightly patrols so he could find out the truth. The sun is going down so it is time. Plagg tries one more time to talk to him, “So what are you going to do?” Plagg doesn’t want to see another Chat Noir go down a dark path.
Adrien is angry, “Find out the truth. Plagg, CLAWS OUT!” Chat grabs the scarf and leaps out the window to meet Ladybug at the Eiffel Tower. Ladybug was already there. She was doing better from yesterday and planned to apologize to Chat for putting her problems on him. She hears him land behind her and she begins to talk but sees him holding the scarf. She stops dead. Ladybug has never seen Chat look like this, not even when he was hit by Dark Cupid’s arrow.. Chat talks first, “Who are you.”
“Chat it’s me Ladybug. Where did you find that scarf?”
Chat’s fist clenches the scarf, “I said, who are you?” Maybe Chat has been akumatized. Will she have to kiss him again?
She grabs her yo-yo ready to fight, “Where did you find that scarf?”
Chat’s eyebrows furrow in anger, “It’s mine now like I said WHO ARE YOU?”
Ladybug freezes, “Adrien?”Chat freezes, oh shit. He went too far. What is he doing? His anger turns into sadness and he falls to his knees,
“Why… Why didn’t you just tell me the truth?”
That’s it. No more lies, “You were so happy when you thought it was from you father.. I didn’t want to ruin it..”
“So my father.. Didn’t get me anything? Not even that stupid fucking pen?”
“Cha.. I mean Adrien.. It’s ok.” Ladybug moves closer to him to try and comfort him but she isn’t sure what to do.
“Plagg, claws in,” He changes into Adrien and Plagg flies toward Ladybug, “Guess the chat’s out of the bag huh?” he manages a weak smile.
Plagg looks around confused but he sees Ladybug, “He’s been like this since last night.. I didn’t know what to do.. Please Ladybug help him.”
Ladybug nods and goes to sit next to Adrien. “Adrien it’s ok. I’m sorry you found out this way but I’m here for you.”
Adrien smiles a little, “Are you here for Adrien or Chat Noir?”
Ladybug puts her arm around Adrien, “I’m here for you. All of you.”
Adrien buries his face in Ladybugs shoulder, “I’m sorry I was so mean Ladybug. I just.. I thought my father actually cared for once.”
“I never wanted to tell you. I’m so sorry Adrien.” She wraps her arms around him, she hated seeing him so upset and wanted to make Adrien feel better. There was one way she knew how. “Tikki, spots off.”
4am and I’m calling it a night! So happy to actually be making a poet shirt for once. Things left to do:
-sew vest together
-add cuffs and collar to shirt
- see bow
Deciding if I’m making the pants, I have the pattern so I may. Gotta order the wig, buy stockings and figure out shoes.
Okay, okay, okay. I promised a tutorial, so here’s a quick tutorial on how to make Princess Allura’s dress. I won’t go into the details of how I specifically added all my embellishments in order to keep this as simple as possible; this is just a bare-basics how-to.
So, the new and improved pair of high-waisted slacks for my doll are nearly done! Just a smattering of hand sewing left (hem, buttons, slip stitching the facing to the back of the zipper) and I’m really excited to have these done!
Now…it’s midnight-thirty where I am. Anybody wanna make a guess if I’ll save them for tomorrow or finish tonight? XD
Request: Can do you one where he cheats on you? Your imagine rock btw 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
“You okay Luke?” You asked him lovingly, but he just shrugged.
“Uh yeah.” He spoke lowly.
Ever since a few days ago, Luke had been acting really strange.
He’d barley want to talk to you or kiss you, and he’d always find some excuse for why he couldn’t spend time with you.
“No. Seriously Luke what the hell is your problem? You’ve been like this all week.” You asked. “Been like what (Y/N)?” He replied angrily, acting as if he didn’t already know the problem.
“You’re just so-” You sighed as you began to get worked up. “Forget it Luke. I’m gonna go back hang out with (Y/F/N).” You spoke, and his eyes went wide.
“You are? I mean, ok… I-I guess I’ll see you later.” He stuttered as you walked away.
“Where do you wanna go next (Y/F/N)?” You asked you wandered around the mall.
“Didn’t you say you wanted to get a new bra?”
“Uh.. Yeah.” She spoke, looking toward a children’s clothing store.
“Are you ok? You normally love shopping..” You noticed.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” She lied.
“Ok. I’ve known you for how long? I can definitely tell when your lying (Y/F/N).”
“How many times do I have I say it!? I said I’m fine already!!” She yelled, causing you to jump a bit.
“Look. I’m sorry okay? Can we just, can we just go?” She asked, and you nodded slowly.
Once you had gotten back to (Y/F/N’s) flat you guys decided on ordering pizza, but you of course weren’t willing to wait that long so you though you’d kill time by baking some cookies while (Y/F/N) ran off to clean or something.
After you rolled the cookies and put them into the oven you went to throw away a paper towel; but what you saw next surprised you.
You looked down into the can to notice a clearblue pregnancy test box in there. You leaned closer as you noticed the actual text in there. Is was positive.
You stormed out of the kitchen and into
“(Y/F/N)!!” You exclaimed, standing in front of her bed.
“WHY DIDINT YOU TELL ME YOU WERE PREGNANT?!!” You asked happily and that’s when she lost it.
“Why are you crying? You don’t have to raise the baby alone do you? I’ll help you the entire time!! Who’s the father?“
“(Y/N)!!” She yelled. “I have something to tell you.” She whispered.
“Okay…” You spoke, your concern growing rapidly.
“I only slept with one guy my whole life.. It was one night at a party, you were drunk, I we saw each other but I promise you it didn’t mean anything, I don’t even love him!!”
“(Y/F/N). Who’s the father of your baby.” You whispered.
“It’s Luke.” She spoke confidently.
“Luke? A-As in my boyfriend Luke?” You spoke, trying to stay as calm as possible.
“Yes.” She said with teary eyes. “I’m so sorry, I swear it wasn’t intended, we were sitting there and one thing led to the other!!” She choked out through tears.
“Sorry? You’re sorry?!” You yelled.
“You fuck my boyfriend and you think sorry is gonna fix it? You really are a piece of shit friend.” You spat as you began walking out the room.
“(Y/N) Wait!!!” She yelled, but it was too late. You were already out of the door.
You opened the door to your apartment, praying that Luke was there. But out of your luck; so was Calum.
“What’s up butter cup?” Calum’s cheerful voice rang, but you were in no mood to talk to him.
He was on the couch next to Luke, they were watching some movie.
“Hey baby.” Luke spoke as he got off the couch and tired to hug you, but you backed away from him.
“I found a pregnancy test.” You spoke voicelessly, and Luke’s face lit up.
“That’s great babe, we’re gonna be a family. I finally get to be a father and you get to be a mother.” He smiled, Calum’s face matching his.
“I’m not gonna be a mother Luke, but you’ll be a father. The baby is (Y/F/N’s).” Luke face instantly dropped, and Calum just stood there.
“You had sex with (Y/F/N)?” Calum asked, and you just nodded as tears threatened to spill.
“(Y/N)…. It didn’t mean anything.” He spoke as he tried to touch you, but you jerked your arm back.
“Ha, you- you didn’t mean it? You weren’t drunk right? Which mean you wanted to have sex with her, there was no substance forcing you to do that Luke.”
Luke just looked at you, and your resisted the urge to smack the living hell out of him.
“I hate to so much.” You spat as you gave him a shove and headed back out the door.
Little did you know, Calum his followed behind you.
(I’d appreciate if as many people as possible could reblog this. This is a really common problem with these binders, but I’ve never seen any posts about fixing them on here before)
If you’ve ever had an underworks binder you’ve probably encountered the way the material starts to separate once they get stretched out. And if you haven’t yet you probably will at some point, because this is usually what does for them in the end and makes them a bit useless. Mine wasn’t actually that bad when I did this, I’ve seen them get a lot worse.
The material loses it’s elasticity so it doesn’t bind very well.
To fix this I replaced the back panel with white four-way-stretch lycra, inspired by gc2b binders, which are made entirely of it
(apart from the canvas front panel), or something similar
I’m really happy with how this turned out. It binds better than it ever did before for me (because I got it second hand). The only thing I would say is that it’s a little less comfortable than it was before, both because it’s tighter, and also because the seams dig in a little because I didn’t sew them flat like they were before. And it took me ages to do, but that’s because I don’t have a machine so I did it all by hand. It was worth it though, because the fabric only cost £5 which is a lot less than a new binder :)
I’ll put the details of how I did this under a cut
Machine hems are quick and easy alternatives to hand sewn hems. Here are two of our favorite techniques.
Wide Topstitched Hem Use it for: All fabrics and styles, except for very curved hems. For the most attractive proportions, the hem allowance should be 1¼" to 2¼" (3.8cm to 5.7cm) wide.
How to do it: 1.Stitch ½" (13mm) from the raw edge of the hem allowance. Fold under along the stitching, rolling the stitches just slightly to the inside of the garment; press. (Note: If the hem is slightly curved, gently pull up on this row of stitches to ease in the fullness.) If you are working with a knit, you can skip this step.2.Press the hem up along the hemline.3.Working on the wrong side, stitch close to the hem allowance edge, through all of the layers; press.4.Stitch again, ¼" (6mm) away from the first row of stitching, within the hem allowance. TIP: If you are working with a knit, you can skip Step #1.
Narrow Machine Hem Use it for: Sheers, lightweight silk and synthetic fabrics and for hemming ruffles. Note: To do this hem, you must have at least a 5/8" (1.5cm) hem allowance.
How to do it: 1.Mark the hemline 1/8" (3mm) longer than desired.2.Fold the garment up along this hemline, and then stitch as close as you can to, but not more than 1/8" (3mm) from, the fold. Do not press before you stitch. If the hemline is not on straight of grain, pressing at this step will distort the hem.3.Using small scissors, carefully trim away the hem allowance above the stitching.4.Fold the hem allowance up along the stitching line, rolling the stitching line just slightly to the inside of the garment; press.5.Stitch again, close to the inner fold; press.