maybe this time (cabaret) // buddie beware (anything goes) // hold on (the secret garden) // i want to go to hollywood (grand hotel) // a trip to the library (she loves me) // the ladies who lunch (company) // day by day (godspell) // always true to you in my fashion (kiss me kate) // i’m going back (bells are ringing) // he’s the wizard (the wiz) // muqin (thoroughly modern millie) // last midnight (into the woods) // days of plenty (little women) // a little less conversation (all shook up) // as we stumble along (the drowsy chaperone) // there are worse things i could do (grease) // calm (ordinary days) // ireland (legally blonde) // send in the clowns (a little night music) // like it was (merrily we roll along) // no time at all (pippin) // stepsister’s lament (cinderella)
More Jumin fics! Been a while since I did one of his. Also @foxyotomelady, the idea for this is pretty much what you mentioned in your ask ^^ Thanks for the request and compliment, @zorvayu!
It is indeed spoiler free, and PG13 or so. Romantic fluff ^^ Hope you like it!
cradle your phone between your shoulder and ear while you pull the sheets up on
the bed and fluff the pillows.
“Oh, I’m glad you picked up.”
“Jaehee, good to hear from you,”
you say. “What’s up?”
You can hear the shuffling of
papers on the other end of the line. “Remember what you called me about
earlier? Mr. Han’s lunch appointment with the cat hotel company from Taiwan was
just postponed until next week.”
“Oh!” you say, passing the phone
to your other ear and rolling the knot out of your shoulder. “What time should
I come over?”
“There’s a reservation for the
rooftop restaurant at half past noon,” Jaehee says. “I can call ahead to tell
them it will just be the two of you.”
President Donald Trump’s hotel company aims to eventually triple the number of Trump luxury hotels throughout the United States and will begin opening lower-priced hotels this year as well.
“There are 26 major metropolitan areas in the U.S., and we’re in five,” Trump Hotels CEO Eric Danziger said on Tuesday after a panel at the Americas Lodging Investment Summit in Los Angeles, according to Bloomberg. “I don’t see any reason that we couldn’t be in all of them eventually.”
There are eight hotels managed by Trump’s company in the U.S, some of which Trump’s family owns. Trump Hotels is eyeing Dallas, Seattle, Denver and San Francisco as possible expansion locations, Danziger said.
There are currently properties in Washington, Chicago, Las Vegas, Miami and two in New York, with one in Vancouver slated to open in February.
Trump opened the Washington location of his hotel chain in October, just down the street from the White House he now occupies. While Trump has said that he has handed over control of his businesses to his two adult sons, Donald Jr. and Eric, but his Washington hotel is especially still causing him headaches.
He is still mired in litigation with two celebrity chefs who abandoned plans to open restaurants in the hotel after Trump made incendiary statements about undocumented immigrants. Trump is also facing a lawsuit from a liberal watchdog group arguing that the president is violating the Constitution’s ban on officials accepting benefits from foreign governments, in part because foreign leaders are doing business with his Washington hotel.
For your fox!Hux au, I would be fascinated to learn more about Hux's kind, and whether there are rivals in his realm (or others). For example, perhaps Kylo goes on a business trip someplace that has its own guardian creature, and that creature senses Hux's hold on Kylo and decides to try and break it?
Ren won an award at work which came with a small bonus (which was immediately spent reserving the cabin so he could spend some summertime with Hux) and which required him to travel to a conference and achievement ceremony with other award-winners in his field. It was a luxury to fly somewhere instead of drive, and to be put up in a nice hotel by his company. The hotel was a bit isolated from the rest of the city, and was often used as a wedding venue because it sat among rolling hills and picturesque trees, near a shimmering, beautifully clean lake. Someone at the dinner had mentioned that a factory had once been here, a few actually, but every time a factory was built near this land it went bankrupt and failed quickly, and car accidents were common, and employees got sick and couldn’t work, so eventually they stopped building factories and only interfered with nature to the extent that the grass around the hotel was clipped neatly. Thus, the hotel was still in business, and successful, too.
“Nature spirits,” someone else laughed, and everyone was a little drunk, and Ren laughed loudest.
At first he’d thought Hux would like this place but then he gave it some thought and realized he probably wouldn’t, because this place already had a guardian and seemed to tolerate no competition.
Sleepless, Ren rose around six the following morning, expecting to feel hung over but didn’t. He was restless, decided to roam a bit. There was some paths leading around the ground marked out on a map in the hotel lobby, all simple loops through the gardens and woods. He felt naked entering the forest without a gun, but oh well.
He’d barely put the hotel out of eyeshot when the guardian appeared to him.
Another fox, but different, quite unlike his Hux. Hux was sleek and red and pristine, and this fox was a little bigger, the color of soot, not ragged but with ruffled fur like someone had run a hand going the wrong way, against the direction the fur grew. Yellow eyes. Instead of running away from him, it ran towards him, waiting for him to pause before stopping.
The sooty fox sniffed the air, and somehow Ren knew–he smelled Hux on him.
Would it attack?
It did not. It tossed its head like a dog wanting to be petted, and suddenly Ren was compelled to touch it, pet it, bury his hand in its fur. Touch it, make it yours, and yourself part of this–of this place–
Ren stretched his hand out, hypnotized–
Yes, good, detach your ties to any other–be mine–
Ren drew his hand back, fast, like he’d touched something sharp. Before he could touch the fur. Before he could give of himself.
“No,” he said aloud.
The sooty fox made a strange, strangled noise.
“I’m claimed,” he added. “No.”
The sooty fox huffed, then bounded off into the woods. Ren, suddenly breathing as hard as if he had been running at full speed, doubled back the short way he’d come, and decided to go to breakfast instead.
What did jared do to piss you off?? Not hating, just nosy as heck haha
i’m not sure if you follow him on twitter? well basically he tweeted a pic of a guy with a caption that he’s not gonna come back to some casino because of him
and this is not the first time he’s done something like this
jared looooves complaining about different companies, hotels, air lines etc. on his twitter. but recently he’s started adding people’s pics which is SERIOUSLY wrong last time it happened, the woman got soooo much hate and fanpage of the hotel she worked in received so many 1 star reviews that they actually had to delete their fanpage
like, i have no idea what those people did, maybe their behaviour was bad, it’s very possible. but you should go to their boss or sth and not put their personal info AND PICS on the internet when so many people follow you
he’s basically ruining those people’s lives, this is cyberbulling (the tweet from last night is already gone because so many people got pissed off about this)
he’s 34 and sometimes he’s acting like a child
and he created always keep fighting and then he does something like this? jared buddy grow up
“What kind of hotel doesn’t open at Mondays… Gah.” Renard complained, walking around the rainy streets of Piltover. It was already a little late at night and the hotel the company had booked for him was closed. He thought of calling his supervisors, but they would probably already be asleep at that time. Therefore, the yordle just kept on moving, his steps splashing over small puddles on the sidewalk. There were some really big and wealthy looking buildings around, all full of the famous advanced architecture the city is famous for. Most of them, however, had their lights off. The residents were probably sleeping at that time of the night, unluckily for the wet yordle.