i want to get dinner

My kid does 13K in damage to studio equip, we handle it like lunatics.

[Part 1]

Some background:

I’m an audio engineer and score arranger full time in my self-owned business. It’s how I provide for myself, my fiancée (also CF), and my mother. I record, mix, and master for bands, voice-overs for local commercials, and write music for people’s weddings, college films, indie games, etc.. It was my passion since I was a child and every day I ask myself why I get paid to do what I do.

You know, until today.

I had a woman schedule to come in because she wanted me to record her monologue for an acting class. I thought it was going to be easy enough. I set up a mic and a music stand in the sound booth and got my workstation prepped for tracking. She was supposed to show up at 3:30, so when 4:00 came around, I called her to ask her if she was still coming. It was my last contract for the day and I was wanting to get home to my fiancée, dogs, and dinner.

“Oh, sorry sweetie, I’m going to be there soon. I just had to get my son from ex-boyfriend.”

Uh oh.

4:12, she showed up with her child.

To preface, I’ve never really wanted kids, and don’t really hate them either. But I’ve been childfree of mind for a decade now in league of several bad child experiences in public.

Anyway, I sat her down at the conference table and tried to talk to her about the contract and billing, etc., and just couldn’t because of the six-years-old pile of ovary droppings next to her.

“Mommy it’s cold in here.” “Mommy, I’m bored.” “Mommy, that guy has girl hair.” “Mommy, I want to play on the phone.”

The incessant whining went on for the entirety of the discussion. She did nothing about it. I had an ache in my stomach that this might be a rough session.

I was right.

I showed her to the sound booth, positioned the mic at face level, told her the basics of mic use, and then she floored me with a question.

“Can my son stay in there with you while I do this?” I insisted that he wait in the conference room (across the hall from the control room) because the control room wasn’t a very kid-friendly place considering the 120K of equipment at arms reach.

“But he’s a little angel.”

I shouldn’t have taken her word for it. I SHOULD NOT have taken her word for it. This kid was ANYTHING but. I let him in, told him to sit in one of the office chairs and don’t touch anything. Needless to say, he touched. I queued the recording arm and signaled her to start. She got three lines into her take before I hear a deafening screech and crash.

That little shit machine had just knocked over a $4,000 Korg into a rack with $9,500 of equipment. Completely shattered the touchscreen on the Korg, busted the dials off of half of the effects, and totaled my distressor that I use for almost all the vocals I track.

All of this, by the way, was the room’s length apart from where I told the crotch goblin to stay.

The kid, because of the loud noise, started full-lung screaming. Not crying. Not yelling. Screaming.

The mother, with no hesitation, ran over to the control room and DEMANDED to know what I did to her child. She cussed at me and accused me of hurting her little snot monster. Threatened to sue and even swung at me. When I told her that her precious angel had just racked up at least twelve grand of damages, she said “good”, spit on me, then stormed out, slamming every door on the way. So I pulled the security camera footage and had filed a police report. Grand total: $13,504.25. I also mailed her the bill for her session for good measure.

Of six years in the studio, this is my only truly terrible experience. Fuck mombies. Fuck having children. Thanks for making my vasectomy decision that much easier on me.

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Pack Mom - Derek Hale x Reader

Originally posted by hvproductions

Pairing: Derek x Reader

Prompt: You’ve always been the mother figure to everyone in the pack but when the pups start calling you mom they also start treating you as Derek’s mate, awkwardness and confessions ensue.

Warning: Smut! and other shit! :D 


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You hopped out of your newly bought Mustang, you knew the pack would be shocked at your new car but the moment you saw the sleek black vehicle you knew it was the one. Your last car got trashed in a car chase with the Calaveras but you dug into your inheritance and decided to get something nicer. The moment one foot stepped out of the new car Stiles was on you with a million questions.

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I’m starting to realize that maybe messy relationships are better. Not forever, but for now. Because yeah, there are a lot of plans cancelled last minute and screaming matches at midnight but there are also a lot of spontaneous weekend road trips and drinking wine on the fire escape in the middle of the night. I get why stability is desirable but I don’t want to know what to expect. Sometimes I want a ‘come outside’ text at 3am more than I want a planned dinner together after work. This might be because I get bored easily but it’s also because I don’t know what I want and whenever I think I’ve figured it out, it changes. And someone who’s constantly changing needs a love that reflects that.
{Special College!AU} Mark Lee
  • major: children’s education 
  • minor: creative writing 
  • sports: was invited to the schools hockey team because he’s good on skates, but turns out mark lee isn’t all that good at contact sports (that and taeyong got so worried about him mark just decided to join badminton club instead)
  • clubs: book review with doyoung - but more than anything he just likes to hear doyoung talk lol, secretly part of a magic the gathering thing but only sometimes,,,,like ,,,,, once a week shh
  • when mark was applying to colleges, a lot of people were telling him to pursue majors he didn’t really like
  • “be pre-med!” “do law!” “business is the only place were there’s real money!”
  • but mark knew what he wanted to do with his life,,,,,he wanted to be a teacher
  • and even though people would always assume his shy, easily embarrassed attitude around others would be hard to overcome if he was like a highschool teacher or something
  • mark knew that he could do it - plus he’d always kind of wanted to be a kindergarten teacher,,,,,kids were always just so much more creative and interesting
  • and one of the things people had told mark since he was pretty young was that he was a natural born role model 
  • from breaking up arguments between kids on his home block, to encouraging his friends to do their best, just being laidback and so easy to talk to - yet still working his hardest
  • so why not put that to use,,,,,,sure it might have been corny to say outloud but mark wants to inspire kids and be someone they can really learn from,,,,
  • even though he’d never admit it aloud because for some reason he’d know someone (johnny) would fake cry and clap about his emotional speech
  • which sOMEone (johnny) does a lot,,,, like mark will go “if anything, we can all agree on pizza for lunch” and johnny will wipe a fake tear and be like “the hero we always needed,,,,”
  • mark sometimes wonders why he’s friends with such dramatic people,,,,,,,,actually a lot of people wonder that
  • because mark is popular, people just see him as this approachable, adorable guy and he totally is
  • which is why taeyong is always sweating over the fact that mark is TOO nice,,,,,he doesn’t want mark to get in any trouble
  • ten is always like taeyong please, mark is a grown man he knows-
  • taeyong: mark - don’t talk to strangers on the internet, mark have you ever heard of catfishing, mark did you know your computer could be HACKED
  • taeil: someone please distract him ,,,, like sicheng spill some coffee or sneeze on him so he’ll stop
  • but mark has known his closest friends for the longest, and he’s got this sense of loyalty that’s seriously unbreakable
  • it’s one of the many things that is so great about him,,,,honestly how can someone be so genuine and nice,,,,,,,
  • mark’s roommate jaehyun sometimes finds mark sitting up at like 2 am - desk lamp on - scribbling notes down
  • and he assumes he’s studying or something,,,but mark also has another goal - he wants to write a kids book
  • although his drawing is sub par,,,,,ideas for the book have always been floating around in his head
  • and even if it’s 2, 3, 4 am he has to get up and write a good one down
  • he never shows them to anyone though,,,,because it’s sort of a secret the only person who knows is another bestfriend of his, haechan, whose still in high school
  • mark would totally pen pal haechan if he went away to college - don’t argue with me on this
  • as a children’s education major,,,,there’s a program that allows mark to TA in an actual school for a bit - only half a semester but it’s something he’s really looked forward too
  • there’s two TA’s per class and mark gets assigned to a first grade homeroom
  • which is where you actually first meet,,,,,
  • you get there super early, afraid you’ll be even a second late and make a bad impression - the anxiety of working under a teacher you don’t know makes you a little sweaty
  • and as you slide down the wall outside classroom 127, catching your breathe because you bet you ran here
  • you look at your phone and sigh,,,,,,,7:05,,,,,you’ve got another 25 minutes
  • it takes you a while to realize,,,,but there’s someone else in the hall with you. 
  • across from your room,,,,sits a boy - he looks vaguely familiar but he seems just as nervous as you are
  • glancing at his watch and tapping his foot, eyes wide with wonder when you finally meet each others glances
  • embarrassingly, he scrambles up to his feet and so do you 
  • “h-hi,,, im mark. im with 127,,,,”
  • he awkwardly stretches his hand out to shake yours and you notice that he avoids direct eye contact again,,,,,,,,it’s kinda cute
  • you introduce yourself back, telling him you’re with 127 too
  • there’s a short pause and then he blurts out “do you think the kids will like us?”
  • out of all the things to be worried about,,,,it’s somehow fitting of mark’s biggest fear to be of his impression left on the kids
  • something about his question makes you feel ,,,,, like there’s something different about mark
  • something almost pure,,,,,,
  • you smile “i hope they do.”
  • at 7:30, you and mark hear the padding of little feet. the excited voices and sounds that could only mean one thing - class 127 is on its way
  • the teacher, a kind looking older women, brightens up when she sees you two
  • quickly, you and mark politely bow and introduce yourselves. she seems so happy to have you two and you mentally high-five yourself in relief
  • you catch mark’s eye and he pretends to wipe a sweat from his forehead which makes you giggle
  • as the kids pile into the room, taking their seats the teacher has you and mark write your names on the board
  • beside yours, you put a smiling face and notice mark pick his chalk back up to add a flower beside his
  • mark goes first, introducing himself by his full name
  • one of the kids shouts “mr. lee!!!” and mark almost turns bright red,,,,,,,,making it hard for you to keep a straight face
  • the introductions go smoothly and the teacher sits you at one table full of kids and mark at another 
  • the day goes by exceptionally well, all the kids seem fond of you - clinging to your hand and feeling comfortable enough to share favorite toys or books with you
  • during recess, one of them was feeling tired and had plopped themselves in your lap - which you were fine with,,,until they almost fell asleep
  • tbh there was only one kid who was a bit rowdy, sometimes too loud and too physical with other kids 
  • but you could see mark had no trouble handling him
  • actually,,,,you were kind of shocked to see how diligently mark had committed himself to helping this kid - even on the first day
  • and when school was over, mark even took the time to wait by the kid till his parents arrived
  • it had only been the first day and you were already growing attached,,,,,,,,,you knew time would fly with the kids
  • but for some reason, as you walked to the bust stop to catch it back to campus,,,,,,you could only think about one of two things; all the cute kids or,,,,,,,
  • mark
  • the first couple of weeks are a piece of cake really, the teacher was so knowledgeable and sweet plus the kids had accepted you that you couldn’t believe this was a college program
  • like you were getting credits for this,,,,, you had even told mark at some point  “this makes me want to be a teacher even more!” 
  • he’d smiled, agreeing and added that if anything - this class was probably the best class you two would ever have
  • at the end of one day, you and mark had stayed back to clean up and when he’d asked if you were taking the bus back you could feel a small flutter in your heart
  • “yeah i am, i wanted to go get some dinner to take home and then go back to the dorms to study.”
  • mark seemed hesitant for a moment, but then you decided it couldn’t hurt to make a first move - “do you want to eat with me and then we’ll catch the bus together?”
  • mark’s shoulders seemed to relax, he agreed and you guys finished tidying up the room before locking up for the teacher
  • “im on a budget for dinner though, i hope you’re not like super against fast food,,,,”
  • you mumbled, walking the streets with mark by your side, backpack slung over one shoulder
  • “that’s ok, i usually don’t eat dinner anyway. i live off ice-cream and bread my friend taeyong hates it,,,” 
  • mark chuckles and you shake your head “you gotta eat, keeping up with kids is hard”
  • mark smiles, following you into the mcdonalds that you find cramped between two cafes
  • you order a burger meal and mark just gets some fries, you frown and he just shrugs “im serious, i don’t really eat dinner”
  • you settle into an empty booth and start eating, for while it’s silent till mark asks you cautiously if you can tell him something
  • you look at him, the fluorescent bright lighting in this place makes it hard not to focus on how cute he is - you can see his smooth his skin is, and how bright and big his eyes are
  • you swallow and snap out of it, “sure, what is it?”
  • mark mentions the rowdy child from your class,,,,,he plays nervously with the edge of his ear and goes “do you think he’s ok,,,,,,,sometimes i notice that he’s pretty thin. im worried about how much attention he’s getting at home.”
  • you maul it over for a bit, leaning back in your seat. it is true,,,he is one of the smaller boys in the class,,,,and sometimes when kids are loud it is a cry for attention,,,,,
  • “maybe,,,,,but we can’t jump to conclusions. i feel like if something was going on the teacher would have already known,,,,”
  • mark’s eyes that had clouded over a bit with seriousness brighten when you say that
  • “i never thought of that, but you’re probably right,,,,,,”
  • you lean over, stealing a french fry from his tray and mark crinkles his nose “hey!”
  • you laugh and tell him that when he gets back to his dorm he better have some actual dinner
  • you and mark part ways on campus,,,you guys still have regular classes on the days when you’re not at the school so you know you won’t see him till you’re back with the first graders
  • for some weird reason,,,,,even though you just saw him,,,,,you kinda already wanna see him again
  • when you finally do - you learn that the class is going to be having a fun outing day to the park on friday
  • you and mark grin at each other, just as happy as the kids are to be getting out of a classroom
  • that following friday,,,,,,,you come in to see a couple of parents in the room with some kids. one of them is the father of the boy mark was worried about
  • mark appears at your side and you can see he’s watching him too,,,,,
  • in reality if something is up, what can you and him - two college students - really do
  • but at the same time,,,you get the feeling that mark won’t let it go,,,,,,
  • you want to say something, but you feel a small hand tug on yours and ask if you’ll take them to the bathroom
  • you look at mark one more time, but with that you have to do your job
  • the park is fun - the kids are all energetic and you’re pretty sure you and mark have played hide and seek 435342 times
  • when finally the boy mark was worried about joins in, running right into mark’s hands 
  • his father is talking to the teacher,,,,,a look of sadness is apparent in his face 
  • and you look over at mark who frowns
  • at some point throughout the day, when the kids have settled down for lunch 
  • mark is seated beside the father and the kid,,,,,,,they’re talking so far away from the group that you can’t hear a thing
  • but when lunch is over, mark rejoins the group while the father lifts up his son and they walk out of the park
  • the teacher tells you two they had an emergency, but your eyes flick over to mark who looks more distraught than ever
  • after a while, the day comes to an end,,,,,you and mark gather all the kids together but the teacher lets you two off early - the parents and her can handle them from here
  • but you and mark don’t leave the park, instead he calls you over and you sit beside him on one of the swings
  • the autumn afternoon is chilly, but mark seems so lost in his thoughts that you hope whatever the father of that kid said,,,,,isn’t too bad
  • “he’s sick.”
  • mark starts off, the dread in his voice makes you feel just as bad 
  • “is it really serious?” you ask, already knowing the answer
  • mark bites his lip, but nods 
  • you drop your head and whisper that that’s horrible,,,,,
  • sitting beside each other,,,,you and mark silently think the same thing - no one so young should suffer
  • but finally, mark gets up as you hear the creak of the swing
  • he doesn’t say where he wants to go, but just asks “will you come with me?”
  • it’s already getting dark when you and mark get out of the subway, you’re in the busier part of the city - the streets crowded with people in stores, restaurants, cafes, and arcades 
  • mark weaves through the crowd easily, but you lose sight of him a couple of times
  • you don’t want to be separated so at some point you reach out and grab his hand 
  • mark looks back,,,,,and you’re scared he’ll let go but instead he only squeezes it tight and keeps going
  • you end up out back of a bustling arcade, there are old claw machines and mark points to one of the toys inside 
  • “he really likes that cartoon, i want to get him something before the program is over,,,”
  • mark looks over at you and scratches his neck,,,,, “do you think that’s a bad idea-”
  • you dig a couple of coins out of your pocket and dump them in the slot with a smile “no. i think it’s great.”
  • neither you or mark has all that great luck,,,,,tbh you both SUCK at this game 
  • but neither of you wants to give up,,,,,you can’t,,,,,,,
  • and finally,,,,,,,you get it - “mark, mark the claw got it mark!!!”
  • he rushes over, putting his hands over yours on the joystick of the game 
  • muttering under his breath,,,you two carefully move the claw together till it’s right over the opening and with a press of a button
  • the toy drops and you and mark break out into celebration
  • you high-five and then before you know it,,,,you wrap your arms around each other 
  • and it’s so nice,,,,,mark is the type that pulls you in close and it’s so,,,,,warm
  • but also short lived because you both push away in embarrassment,,,,
  • you grab the toy to break the awkwardness and turn to mark “mission complete! 
  • mark gets both your bags off the floor, slinging them over his shoulder as you two walk back toward the train
  • when you’re back on campus, mark asks if you’ll keep the toy safe for him till you guys see each other again
  • you agree and think that this should be the right time to say goodnight,,,but for some reason neither of you do
  • “c-can i,,,,,,,,,,do something?”
  • mark stutters,,,,clearing his throat and you look up at him “sure?”
  • he shifts a bit and adds that he needs you to close your eyes for this
  • clutching the toy to your chest you do so,,,,waiting
  • until you feel it, mark’s lips pressed against the side of your cheek
  • he pulls back and when your eyes flutter open you can see the blush on his cheeks
  • “was that for helping you win the toy?”
  • you ask sheepishly and mark nods,,,,but then stops
  • “it’s also because i ,,,,,,,,like you so,,,,”
  • you can’t help the smile that grows on your face when he says that,,,but you hide it behind the toy 
  • “i like you too mark lee,,,,,,,,”
  • like a puppy, his eyes widen and he stares at you for a second before a goofy grin spreads on his face too
  • “o-ok awesome,,,well uh,,,,but um,,, good night for now,,,”
  • you nod “good night mark lee,,,,,,,,”
  • you want to turn around but then you hear mark’s voice
  • “i,,,,want to ask you out on a date,,,but i need to think of a good one-”
  • “this was a good one. i liked this one.”
  • you say, referring to the time spent today. mark grin’s even larger
  • “ok,,,,,well then ill plan another one soon.”
  • you agree and turn to walk toward the dorm,,,,,when you’re at the door you turn to see mark is still there. he waves and you feel your heart flutter again
  • the last week of your program comes fast,,,it’s emotional because you’ve grown to love all the kids and you know mark has too
  • even the teacher gets worked up,,,saying you two are one of her best TA duos,,,,,,, “it’s even cuter that you two like each other!” she adds and you and mark almost melt into puddles of blushes
  • it’s also finally the day mark gives his favorite kid the toy,,,,,,
  • when he does - the look on the boy’s face is something you can only see on christmas
  • he practically tackles mark with a huge hug ,,,, the fact that he’s much smaller saves mark
  • but the scene makes your heart wrench,,,especially when mark promises to come back and visit him and the boy mumbles that he never knows how long he has
  • you and mark both pass the program with flying colors, you both get pictures with the whole class and with all the kids who run about to hug you two and say goodbye
  • and it’s heartfelt,,,but it just reminds you and mark why you chose your majors
  • walking to the bus for the final time, mark takes your hand
  • which kind of surprises you because,,,,he’s never been big on public pda
  • “have i ever told you i wanted to write a children’s book?”
  • mark asks and you gasp because it’s news to you
  • “about what?”
  • “i had a lot of different ideas,,,,but i think ive picked one i really like. i want to write a book about a fearless kid, who can overcome anything.”
  • you stop in front of the bus schedule and you rub mark’s thumb with your own
  • “do you know the main characters name?”
  • mark shows a hint of a smile,,,,, “i do.”
  • the name,,,,,,,,is the same name as the boy from class 127
  • when you get back to campus, mark shows you some of his other ideas and small sketches that he’s done
  • “im no artist,,,but im sure i can find someone to help. jaehyun’s pretty good though he won’t admit it.”
  • you smile,,,,looking through mark’s messy notes and stick figure panels
  • “i think it’ll be great, mr. lee”
  • mark scrunches up his face, playfully poking your arm at the nickname you haven’t forgotten from your first day in the TA program
  • when it comes out that mark is dating you,,,,there are mixed reactions
  • taeyong has 100 questions for you, yuta is devastated that mark is in a cute relationship first, jaehyun is super happy, ten is a little too happy, johnny goes ‘your growing up, son’ with another fake tear, taeil and sicheng congratulate you and haechan sends mark like 30 texts demanding to konw every last detail of how it happened
  • at some point you ask mark how he deals with this,,,chaos
  • but he just whispers “grin and bear it”
  • you guys stay in contact with the 127 teacher, getting updates about this kids along with cute photos and stuff
  • you and mark both ask about updates on the boy,,,,who thankfully isn’t doing any worse. apparently everyday he brings the toy you guys got him with him to class
  • mark turns out to be super low maintenance,,,to a point where people jokingly go “are you dating or just existing next to each other?”
  • which isn’t ,,,, like a bad thing
  • you and mark just don’t like to flaunt it with pda, couple items, instagrams full of each others faces
  • honestly you two keep it comfortable and simple,,,,
  • your dates are classics like the movie theater, picnics, walks through the city, even just sitting in the library together typing away on your computers or listening to headphones is enough
  • because what attracts you to mark is his work ethic,,,,and who he is as a person and what he’s passionate about
  • so you don’t need much,,,you’re just happy being able to support him and see him grow as this amazing person
  • and mark feels the same way about you
  • even though he gets cherry red whenever you give compliments or cheers of support,,,,,in his own way he gives you those too
  • and so what if doyoung is like “mark, take them somewhere exciting. i heard they’re opening a haunted house downtown in time for halloween~~~!!!” 
  • you and mark would rather chill in his dorm, eating ice-cream out the carton playing video games than getting high blood pressure at a haunted house
  • (except you totally both go and mark lee gets so scared that when he comes out of there you’re like ‘mark, look some white hairs’ and he’s like honestly i love you but this isn’t funny we almost dIED)
  • haechan actually really takes a liking to you, because you both - in very loving ways - known how to tease mark lee
  • although pda isn’t mark’s thing he does like it when you rest your head on his shoulder
  • you could just be tired in study hall, wearing a sweatshirt and pajama bottoms - curled up at his side or you could be falling asleep on the bus ride home,,,,,,having you close like that makes mark happy 
  • because he knows you’re safe - and that’s the only thing that matters 
  • actually,,,,even though couple items make mark cringe a bit, he’d still probably buy you matching hats because when does mark like not wear hats
  • he’d be like “im going to convince you that hats are the best” and you’ll be like “but hats don’t look good on m-”
  • mark: “hats make anyone cute, and you’re already cute, they make you double cute ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, don’t tell anyone i just said that”
  • if mark is eating bread again and taeyong comes around, you always hide it for him and you and mark just smile like angels up at him
  • and taeyong knOWS something fishy is up but you two are sooooo darn adorable
  • but also you text mark to eat dinner until he sends you photo-proof he did
  • “if you write a book and they turn it into like a cute cartoon movie - i want to voice a character”
  • “i,,,,haven’t even written the book yet,,,,”
  • “mark lee - i know you’re capable of it and you will do it. just promise me i can voice someone.”
  • when no ones around mark will kiss you, but it’s always fast and just a little peck
  • and you have to pull him back in by the collar or something because c’mon no one is watching,,,,,
  • the amount of times you’ve done something cute like peck his nose and mark has hid himself behind a book is uncountable 
  • face masks with mark while you’re quizzing each other for tests
  • jaehyun told you mark sleep talks and once said he’d like to marry you 
  • and you were like oh and mark was like “jeffery, i will ship you to canada where the moose will get you”
  • ^the most threatening thing mark lee has ever said. probably
  • you both like cold weather,,,,and tbh am i saying hot-chocolate dates in cozy sweaters ,,,,,,,, hell yES
  • i think mark tries to hide it,, but he’s just as excited about holiday’s as little kids are hehe
  • you have this habit that if you’re talking about something and mark scrunches his nose, you scrunch yours 
  • and he’s like hey!!! that’s my signature face and you’re like you gotta kiss me to get it back!!
  • (he does kiss you ,,,, after pulling up his hood to hide you two like pleASE mark lee,,,)
  • sometimes, you and him volunteer together instead of going on dates and johnny is like that’s wild,,,,yall are like mr and mrs obama and mark is like that makes no sense and johnny is just like i love my giving children
  • you and mark looking at each other like what is happening
  • skyping mark’s family and everyone keeps wanting to talk to you and mark is like hi hello im here it’s me your son - ok fine i get it my s/o is cuter than me,,,
  • cuddling!!!! is super rare but also super amazing!!!! and mark is embarrassed for the first 5 minutes but then it’s just holding you close, lazily looking at you scroll through your phone and then mumbling “i love you,,,” into your hair
  • mark secretly tries to get better at claw machines to impress you on dates to the arcade 
  • totally tries to be subtle,,,,but you can see from the corner of your eye that he’s staring when you’re just reading or fixing a strand of your hair
  • tbh mark lee has major heart eyes for you,,,,,,,,,as described by ten
  • mark actually teaches you to do more chores and you’re like babe,,,,whY and he’s like a messy dorm is horrible we’re basically living in small closets
  • he’s the kind of boyfriend that just makes you a better person,,,,it’s really refreshing 
  • you guys have inside jokes and sometimes it’s hard to hide so you have to bury your face in mark’s arm or something to not laugh out loud and sometimes he has to bury his face in your hair
  • “haechan wants us to take more photos together”
  • “ok, let’s take one!”
  • “ok come over he- why are you wearing my maple leaf sweater”
  • “to show support for my boyfriend :-)”
  • mark keeps finding little notes in his bags and books from you, reminding him that you love him and he keeps them all in a small tin jar
  • sometimes he doesn’t know how you’re so cute - it seems impossible
  • holding hands under the table when you and all of nct is out for lunch???? yes
  • (does doyoung catch you, but just wink and pretend he didn’t much to mark’s utter embarrassment- also yes)

tentaeil | johnny | doyoung | jaehyun | taeyong | yuta | bangtan | vixx | monsta x | got7 + kard + amber | seventeen |

dirty water // fratboy luke

hey guys! it has been ages since I wrote something, literally like a year so apologies if it is rusty lol (also title may change i just can’t think of anything rn rip)
description: you have just started at the same university as your brother Calum and he has made it clear to his fraternity brothers that you are off limits. that doesn’t necessarily mean you, or any of the boys, will abide by his wishes. 

word count: 3,155 :-)

“And now I have to walk all the way to his frat, just to get them,” you huffed, tugging the laces of your Nikes tighter as you sat on the edge of your bed. The white comforter crinkled as you shifted your weight to put on the other shoe.

“You want me to come with you?” Your roommate Jasmine asked as she lay in her bunk, laptop opened to her most recent biology lecture notes.

“No it’s fine, it won’t take me that long. I just don’t want to do it,” you laughed, standing up.

“Fair enough,” Jasmine laughed, turning her attention back to her notes.

“Dinner when I get back?” You asked, a hopeful look on your face. Jasmine nodded, pressing the home button on her iPhone,

“Mae should be back from class by then.” You pumped your fist in the air,

“Yesssss, I’m famished.” Jasmine just laughed and shook her head as you pulled the door shut behind you.

Dressed in leggings and an oversized t-shirt you started your trek across campus to Greek Row. Your older brother Calum had borrowed your car the past weekend to go on a little hiking excursion with his frat brothers. His justification was that your car handled better in the mountains and back roads, but you knew he was just jealous of your Jeep Wrangler. Nevertheless you let him borrow it and now he was making you walk to his frat, Phi Kappa Psi, to get the keys, rather than bringing them to you. Classic.

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Closer

Request: Avengers!! Specially Steve, Bucky and Tony, why Tony has always to be reader’s dad?? I’m 20 years less than RDJ and I’ll fuck him like crazy! 😂 😂 theme fluff and of course ‘it always end in a…’ smut. Thanks!! 💜💜 

Tony Stark x Reader

Word Count: 2932

Warnings: Fluff, Language, Smut, suggestion of a daddy kink, light spanking, (should I warn an age difference?), unprotected sex, oral sex (female receiving), A couple of gifs that could be considered NSFW

A/N: So, my first Reader Fic. Thank you so much, @fsp82, for the request. I hope you enjoy it. Also, I listened to Closer by the Chainsmokers a couple of times while writing this so that’s where the title came from along with a few little things within the story.


Tony has always had a thing for pushing people’s buttons, and your buttons were no exception. A little touch here, a sly comment there, and it all drove you nuts.

For how annoying as he was at home, that’s how protective he was in the field. He was always there, literally hovering overhead unless he had something he had to be doing.

The most frustrating part of all of this is that somehow, despite always being there, he had yet to realize your feelings for him.


Now safe in your hotel room, you kick off your combat boots and strip off the layers of your uniform as you head into the bathroom. You start the shower, letting the water heat up as you pull your hair loose from its braid. You go back out into the room, digging your hairbrush from your duffel bag. Just as you’re about to head back into the bathroom, there’s a knock at the door.

As you approach the door, you have every intention to send whoever it is away. Then you look through the peephole to see Tony standing there. You smile to yourself, allowing yourself to hope for something to come out of this.

You open the door without hesitation, not a care in the world even though you’re half naked.

“Can I help you?” you ask, a sly smile playing at your lips when you catch his eyes roaming your body.

He shakes his head, clearing his head, and looks you in the eye, “Y/N, hey, I was wondering… it’s not too late and you know since we’re in Italy… I thought maybe…”

You bite your lip watching him stumble over his words, surprised by how nervous he seems to be.

“Take a deep breath, Tony, and just spit out.”

He chuckles, scratching the back of his neck, “Do you want to get dinner? I know you’re probably tired, but this seemed like too good a chance to pass up.”

“Let me shower and get dressed. I’ll meet you in the lobby.”

He smiles, “Right. See you in a bit.”

You watch him as he heads back down the hall to the elevator. You shake your head, closing the door and rushing to the shower you’d nearly forgotten was still running. The mirrors in the bathroom are foggy, but the water’s still hot.

You take what could be considered the fastest shower of your life, though you’re careful to clean every inch of your skin. You dry your hair as best you can before pulling the loose tresses into a somewhat fancy bun.

As you approach your duffel bag, you silently thank Natasha for convincing you to pack something nice. “It could come in handy,” she’d said, “since we’re staying overnight.”

Thinking back on it now, you’re certain she knew something you didn’t. So you pull on the tight, black pencil skirt and the dark red, crop top you’d so carefully packed.

You keep your make-up light, settling for a little bit of eyeshadow and your signature winged liner. A little mascara on your lashes and a pair of black sandals on your feet, and you were ready to go. You find the purse you’d stashed and check to make sure you have everything you’ll need before heading to the lobby.


You search the room for him, your eyes finally settling on his form where he stands at the hotel bar. As you get closer to him, you realize that he’s changed clothes. His t-shirt and jeans now replaced by a sleek, dark blue suit and a black dress shirt, a thin black tie around his neck. He hasn’t seen you yet. You wouldn’t mind skipping dinner… Who needs food when you could just pull him in by his tie and drag him back upstairs…

His eyes settle on you, a growing smile spreading across his face as he scans every inch of you.

Once your close enough, and much to your surprise, he wraps an arm around you waist and pulls you close.

He kisses your cheek, whispering, “you look beautiful,” in your ear before setting his glass on the counter behind him and leading you to the front door.

He keeps you at his side as you walk through the city in a comfortable silence, taking in the darkened sights. There’s not very many people out, but you see a few other couples walking the same way the two of you are. He guides you to a restaurant somewhere in the center of town, the atmosphere of the place much more relaxed than you had expected.

Watching him, you can’t help but feel that right now he is in his element surrounded by the fancy scenery, and something about it is beyond attractive. Honestly, you think it’s downright sexy.

He still hasn’t said a word to you since before you left the hotel. He orders some fancy red wine and a few dishes from the menu for you both to share. His expression as he looks across the table at you is soft; there’s admiration in his eyes, but his gaze is nerve-wracking because you still don’t know what to think of any of this.

The waiter returns with everything all at once. Once each plate is in place, he pours the wine and sets the bottle down before disappearing with little more than a nod of his head.

You reach for your glass, taking a generous sip. Tony smiles again at your reaction to the taste of it.

“That’s amazing.” You say, meeting his eyes.

“Wait until you try the food.”

“You’ve been here, haven’t you?”

“A few times over the years.”

You narrow your eyes at him, but he just laughs it off and starts eating. You join him, eating a little bit of everything, but settling on the tortellini you were lucky to have closest to you.


Three hours and two bottles of wine later, the two of you have completely knocked down any walls between you. The conversation flows easily, the small space between you filled with your voices and laughter. The plates had been cleared long ago so the table is empty aside from your glasses and your hands where they meet in the middle.

“We should probably head back.” Tony mutters, glancing at his watch.

“Right.” You pull your hand back, “We’re supposed to head out early tomorrow.”

He pulls out his wallet, dropping enough cash on the table to cover everything, and stands up. He comes around to you, holding his hand out and guiding you to your feet when you take it. You stifle the urge to gasp when he laces his fingers with yours. So now you’re heading back to the hotel, hand in hand, and over the moon.


Back at your room, you fumble with the keycard. Why are you nervous? It wasn’t anything new for him to be so close, but the sound of his breathing literally inches from you in such a small, quiet space is almost too much. Once the door unlocks, you turn the handle and push it open a bit. You stop in your tracks, turning to face him.

He’s still just inches away.

Centimeters…

Just close enough that if you leaned forward a little more…

His kiss is sweet, a hint of chocolate and wine still lingering in it. He puts a hand on your hip, the other cupping your cheek as he deepens the kiss. By the time you pull away, you’re barely standing and your chest is heaving.

“Y/N…”

You look up at him through your lashes, afraid to look him directly in the eye.

“I’m going to tell you something, and I don’t want you to make any decisions until I’m done. Okay?”

You nod slowly, afraid to speak.

“I’m in love you with you. I don’t when I realized it or why I waited so long to tell you. I just know it’s how I feel. If you’d rather be with someone else, I’ll understand. I know I’m a little unstable and that I can be annoying. Sometimes I spend too much time in my lab, and I don’t always take such good care of myself. Maybe I drink a little too much and have some pretty bad impulse control. Still, you’ve always been there. You make me want to be better. You make me better, and I don’t even think you realize it. So whether or not this goes anywhere, tonight was important to me. You’re important to me.”

You don’t know when it happened, but at some point, you’d tightened your grip on him, a hand wrapped securely around his tie. Slowly, you look up to meet his gaze, smiling when you see how much hope lingers in his brown eyes.

You start moving back, pushing the door open as you pull him into the room. The door slams shut right as his lips collide with yours again.

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You pull his shirt from where it’s tucked away in his pants and get to work on the buttons as he loosens his tie. He kicks off his shoes while you unbuckle his belt. He pulls your shirt away while you undo the button and lower the zipper. You push his pants to the floor; he unzips your skirt and pushes it down as well.

The backs of your legs hit the bed. You pause for a moment before sitting at the edge of the mattress. He’s leaning down to you, his lips still against yours, his tongue still between your parted lips and moving against your own. You pull your feet up one by one to remove your shoes. He puts his knees on either side of you one by one to remove his socks.

You move back on the bed until you reach the top, laying back against the pillows. His hand moves down your side, over your hip and to the back of your knee where his grip tightens before he parts your thighs further. His hips settle over yours, grinding slowly against you. You moan into his kiss, your thighs tightening around his hips in response to his movements.

He breaks the kiss after what feels like a lifetime. Your lips feel numb, a slight burn left behind from the friction caused by his beard. His eyes only stay on yours for a moment before moving a little further down to your still covered breasts. His fingertips tease your skin at the top of the cup before down to the clasp that sits between them. He pops it open with ease, pushing both cups aside before taking a breast in each hand.

You sigh, arching your back and pushing into his touch. You free your arms from the straps and then pull the bra away from your body, tossing it to the floor. He glances up at your face before his eyes return to his own hands and he leans down to take the hardened peak of your nipple into his mouth. You gasp at the new sensation, combing your finger through his hair.

His hips roll down again before he begins moving further down your body. His fingertips hook around the waistband of your panties. He watches your face as he pulls them down and away, tossing them to the side. His kiss moves to your inner thigh.

“Is this okay?” he asks, for once seeming unsure in his actions.

Once you provide a breathless affirmation, his head is between your thighs, his tongue laving through your folds and circling your clit.

One of your hands fists in his hair while the other grabs tight to the pillow that rests beneath your head.

“Oh, god, Tony… Fuck…”

In response to the slight bucking of your hips, he grips your thighs and presses you tighter to the mattress. Just as you look down at him, his eyes open to meet yours. His eyes flutter closed again as he moans against you. Your grip on his hair tightens as that sweet tension builds in your lower abdomen. Then as his tongue moves further down and pushes into you, you can’t hold on anymore. He keeps going, swallowing down everything you have to give him.

You hum in pleasure as he pulls away. You hand falls free from his hair and down to the bed.

“You okay?” he chuckles.

“Uh-huh.” You beckon him closer with a wave of your hand, “Come here.”

Once he’s hovering over you again, he lowers his lips to yours. You can taste yourself in his kiss. His lips leaves yours a moment later, moving down to your neck.

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“I need you, Tony.” You whisper, trailing your fingertips up his spine.

“I’m all yours, sweetheart.” He smiles, raising your hand to his lips and placing a kiss to your palm.

“Come on, baby, you know what I mean.”

“You’re sure?”

“I love you, Tony. I would have said it before, but…”

“We got a little caught up.”

You giggle as you nod in agreement.

“God, I love it when you laugh. I can’t wait to hear your scream.”

His words make you gasp. He chuckles and stands up to remove the tight fabric of his briefs. Then he over you again, his generous length just inches from your waiting core. A bit to your surprise, he lays on his back beside you and grabs your hips.

“Like I said,” he whispers, positioning you over him, “I’m all yours.”

His grasps the base of his shaft in his hand, positioning his cockhead at your entrance. Your body opens for him, taking him in inch by inch. Your head falls forward once he’s buried to the hilt.

“Damn, you’re so tight, baby.” He groans, “Feels so good.”

You breath is shaky as you begin to move against him, moaning each time he slides back home. You start slow, watching him come undone beneath you. His eyes are focused on where your bodies join. His bottom lip is held tight between his teeth. His focus shifts, though, when you moan his name. He grins as his hands move over the curve of your ass. You gasp, your movements faltering when his hand strikes the soft flesh.

You recover somewhat quickly, bracing yourself against his chest as you begin to move faster. The way you’re positioned against him delivers much needed friction against your clit. There’s nothing but the sounds of your moans, groans and grunts filling the room. He hits you again, spurring your movements on and making you move just a little faster.

Your hands move from his chest to the mattress on either side of his head. He stills your hips, taking over by thrusting his hips up.

Shit!” you scream, clutching his shoulder and digging your nails in.

His arms wrap securely around your waist, and he flips you to your back, easily keeping up his unrelenting pace. Your moans become screams of pleasure as he drives you hard into the mattress.

He hooks his hand behind your leg and pushes your knee up to your shoulder. The new angle lets him go deeper, edging you closer to your release. He finally eases up, settling into a slow, hard pace. A few more thrusts right against your g-spot and you’re the one coming apart beneath him.

The clenching of your walls around him draws his own release from him, the heat of his come coating your inner walls. You heave several deep breaths as he collapses beside you after a couple of minutes.

“Be right back.” He whispers, kissing your forehead and getting up from the bed.

You hear the water turn on in the bathroom. After a moment, it shuts off again. He comes back out to you, his touch gentle between your thighs as he cleans you up. He goes back to the bathroom, tossing the towel into the sink from the doorway.

He climbs back into bed with you, pulling the blankets up and over you. You rest your head on his shoulder, your hand on his chest. You trail your fingertips over the scar on his chest left behind by his heart surgery.

He takes your hand once again, bringing your hand to his lips and placing kisses on the pads of your fingertips.

“You know,” he says, kissing your forehead, “we’re never going to live this down if the team finds out.”

“Let them find out. I’ve got nothing to hide.”

“So you’re prepared for the jokes about our age difference? I mean, I’m pretty much old enough to be your father.”

“Does that mean I should start calling you ‘daddy’?”

“Only if you don’t want to get any sleep tonight.”

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep,” you sit up and lean close him, your lips barely an inch from his, “Daddy.”

He spanks you once abruptly, “You asked for it, baby girl.”

You giggle as he moves to hover over you, his kiss rougher than before.

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The next morning, you’re both back on the jet but keeping your distance from one another. It’s not necessarily on purpose. He’s helping with setting the navigation. You’re sitting across from Natasha at the back of the jet, cleaning your weapons.

“Thanks, by the way, for the advice on the outfit.” You say, looking down the barrel of your gun.

“I told you it would be useful, and I was right.”

“Yeah,” you smile, looking in Tony’s direction and catching his eye; he winks at you, a smile on his face when he turns his attention back the screen projection in front of him, “you were.” 


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Diabolik lovers ‘’5th Anniversary book ‘’ [Subaru’s interview] ~translation|traducción~

Thanks to @madamemalfoy21 and @totallydiabolik for having helped me with the translation

  • 1. Right now, what is your favorite thing?

I like the cushion inside my coffin. I recently put it in, it’s pretty good.
It’s soft enough, now I can sleep better. it’s my favorite thing inside the coffin.

  • 2. What kind of fashion are you into lately?

Black and cool clothes. Since I don’t like flashy colors.
And also… I’m very particular with small accessories.
I think it’s better to wear simple and casual accessories. I don’t like jingling accessories.

  • 3. What habits do you have that you’ll do without realizing?

I lose control when I get angry, and I end up… destroying some wall or something else.
…There are times when I want to destroy things, but there are also times when I do it unconsciously.
… …Does that counts as a habit?

  • 4. How do you spend your days-off?

I stay inside the coffin. It’s not like I’m hiding!
But I don’t have nothing to do… And if I go outside my brothers would involve me in their things, they’re annoying…
So staying inside the coffin is the best!

  • 5. What do you wear to sleep?

I wear casual clothes(loungewear), which I’m used to wearing, but sometimes since I go to sleep I don’t change clothes, you know…?
At least, if I’d undressed I could not sleep well… wait, that doesn’t matter!

  • 6. What do you definitely do before sleeping?

There’s nothing I actually do. When I get sleepy I just sleep.
And when sometimes I can’t sleep … … I just move my body a little, and immediately I got sleep.

  • 7. What part of your body you like the best?

Nothing. I don’t like my hair… neither my eyes. No matter what, each part(of my body) is annoying.
Just… well, I’ve trained my body, so I don’t have a body to be embarrassed to show.
(Subaru TrainEd HIS boDYyyy??????????)

  • 8. What do you like the most of your room?

My coffin. [Subaru loves so much his coffin]
There is nothing that I like to part of that. It is a doctrine not to put unnecessary things.

  • 9. Tell us one memorable impression that you have of your brothers.

To remember something about my brothers…? Hmm, well… what could it be? Impression…
Ahh, when I was young, and I saw that each of my brothers had been brought by their mothers at a dinner party I thought… “I don’t want to get involved with them”

  • 10. What you think of KarlHeinz?

I… don’t understand the old man very well. I just think “what is he thinking”? … …He brought a lot of problems.
I won’t tolerate that he uses me as he wants.
If I say that I don’t hate him… I’d be lying.

  • 11. Where would you go on a date?

H-haa!? A date you say… As if I’d care! I’ll go to the place where she wants to go… no matter where at.

  • 12. What does a girl do to make your heart skip a beat?

What the hell is this question… A expression, huh… Her face when she smiles… for example…?
When I watch her smile, until I end up relaxed… …I don’t want to say this!

  • 13. How does her blood taste?

Sweet… both the smell as the flavor are sweet… when I suck her, each time her blood starts becoming thicker…
And after drinking it gives me an incredible sense of satisfaction.
Sometimes I sucks her by force… But when she obediently accepts my fangs… her blood becomes much more delicious.

  • 14. From which body part do you like to suck her blood?

From her ankle. When I drinks from that place, I can see very well her expression of pain.
It’s more exciting seeing her face while she feels my fangs, than it is dominantly sucking her blood…
Also when I bites her legs she starts to get scared and nervous, it’s pretty good. cough Laito?
[Subaru turns on when see Yui’s face feeling his fangs dksfjsae( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)]

  • 15. What does her existence mean to you?

…I wanna cherish her. It’s an existence[person] indispensable to me…
She’s always to stay by my side, and thanks to her support, I was able to confront myself.
That’s why… I want to protect her. For eternity…


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Peter Parker accidently walking in on the reader naked:

A/N: Requested

  • Okay so you’d be getting changed or something and Peter would just simply forget to knock
  • “Hey Y/N I- SHIT”
  • He’d freeze up and just stare, being physically unable to avert his eyes
  • Eventually his face would go tomato red and you’d just kinda laugh at him while awkwardly trying to cover yourself
  • “I-Im Sorry” He’d say and put his hands over his eyes
  • “It’s okay Pete, what can i do for you”
  • By this point you’d have put a shirt on or something
  • “I-I just came to ask if you wanted to get Taco bell for dinner, Mr Starks sending me”
  • He’d still be super red in the face and kind of shaky Dinner that night would be awkward
  • only Tony knew about the situation, Peter would’ve blurted it out to him or something
  • “H-Hey Y/N can you please pass the salt?”
  • “She’s passing all kinds of salt right now”
  • “Tony!”
  • He’d later come to apologise and he’d still be super flustered and you’d just laugh
  • “Y/N i’m so sorry! I should’ve knocked”
  • “It’s really not a big deal Peter”
  • The poor boy wouldn’t be able to look at you properly for a week
My Aunt was my first

Grown man here almost 40 years old.
When I was in 6th grade my parents split up and the divorce got messy. My mom hadn’t worked in a few years and had to get a job. We lived in New York. Luckily my mom got a really good job but she had to go to Connecticut for a long training program that was 2 months long. It started the week school let out for summer. I thought I would go with her but I couldn’t because she was put up in a hotel and couldn’t have me with her. She made arrangements for me to stay with my cousin and Aunt. My cousin was about my age and we played sports together so I was happy about staying with him for the summer. But a week after school let out he went to stay with his Dad for a few weeks -my Aunt’s ex husband. I was not happy at all. I knew I would be bored stuck with my aunt for the summer. She took me to see a horror movie which I wasn’t allowed to watch. But she told me it would be our secret. Then I thought she wasnt that bad. My mom and Aunt were twin sisters but they were not that close and were complete opposites. They fought a lot and being at that age I never really knew what they fought about. But I was surprised that my aunt agreed to watch me for the summer, and also surprised she seemed cooler than I thought.

After a few days she started walking around in her underwear. I was uncomfortable but didn’t say anything. I wasn’t really into girls yet but I caught myself looking at her ass which made me feel weird since she was my moms twin sister. We didn’t have air in her apartment and one day I walked by her room and she was laying on her bed in her underwear which I was getting used to. She yelled to me to bring her some cold water so I did. When I brought it in she told me to set it on her dresser. So I did and when I sat it down there were Polaroid photos of my aunt naked on the dresser. Also there was a dildo next to them, but I didn’t know what it was at the time. I looked at her pictures and looked up in the mirror and I saw her looking at me smiling. I left and went to my room and my dick was the hardest it ever had been.

The next day at breakfast she asked if I wanted to go swimming at the beach and I said I did. Then she went into her room and called me in. She was wearing a hot pink g string bikini. I was speechless she asked if I liked her bikini. I think I stuttered and felt nervous but o just nodded. I went into the bathroom locked the door and started to jerk off. I saw her dirty panties on the floor and picked them up. I noticed some light white creamy spots on her panties, and I smelled them. Her smell was amazing. I wrapped them around my dick and kept jerking off. I got to the point I was about to cum. I had done that before and always stopped because I was afraid what would happen if I came. Sounds stupid now. We went to the beach and Swam and came home early because it started to rain. My aunt got changed and asked me if i wanted to go to the store with her to get dinner. I said no. Then she said she’d be back soon. As soon as she left I ran to her room looking for the nude polaroids of her but they were gone. I opened her drawer and they were on top. I pulled them out and laid back on her bed and started to pleasure myself. On one hand it was weird seeing a woman that looked like my mom naked but on the other hand at that age I was so horny I didn’t care. I’m not sure how long I was in there but I jerked for a while trying not to cum. Finally I couldn’t stop it and I nervously shot my first load not knowing what to expect. I blew a huge load all over my aunt’s photos. The feeling was incredible I couldn’t believe I had fought cumming for so long. I heard my aunt pull in and raced to get out of her room. I threw her pics back in the drawer and ran to the bathroom. My cum was inside my underwear making a big mess in my pants. I narrowly got away without getting caught. We had dinner then I went into bed. I had the fan on it was hot and all I had were my underwear on. I was about to put my hand in my underwear and start jerking off again. Then my aunt knocked on the door, and before I could answer it she walked in. I had a hard on but my underwear were still on. I tried to cover up. My aunt said she needed to talk to me, and sat down next to me on the bed. I was still hard and she was in a t shirt and underwear which wasn’t helping. She smiled and then held out her hand and when I looked down she was holding the polaroids of her nude. She asked me if I had been looking at her private pics and I said no. She told me she knew I was lying then she pulled the pictures apart but they were stuck together with my half dried cum. I started to get very nervous but she said it’s okay all boys do this stuff. She told me my cousin did stuff like this too. She said what I felt was normal. I just wanted her to leave but she didn’t. Then she asked if I thought she was sexy. I yelled out NO, but I was lying. Then she laughed and said I hurt her feelings. I didn’t know what to say. She asked if seeing her pictures made me hard. I felt like I was in big trouble. And I stuttered and said no. She then told me that those pictures stuck together proved I was lying. She then reached over and moved the blanket and my dick was standing straight up ripping out of my underwear. My aunt laughed and just said wow. Then she asked if she could touch it. I just shook my head and she grabbed it, and squeezed. Then she pulled my underwear down and slowly jerked me off. I looked at her directly in her face and then remembered she looked like my mom but I didn’t care I wasn’t doing anything to spoil this. Then she asked me how it felt and I said good. Then she said she could really make it feel good if I let her. I said ok and then she bent down and took my dick into her mouth. I came within ten seconds. She sat up and my cum was dripping from her lip. I said sorry. She licked my cum off with her tongue and said sorry for what? Then she told me that’s how a girl knows of a boy thinks she’s sexy. Then she stood up and got undressed in front of me. I became hard again instantly. She straddled me and kissed me on the lips. I had never even kissed a girl before this. She took my hands and put them on her breasts and then on her ass. She was so soft and her breasts big and firm. Then she took my hand and put my fingers on her pussy which was warm and dripping wet. Then she told me that’s how a boy can tell if a girl thinks he’s sexy. Then she asked if I wanted to put my dick inside her pussy. I was like hell yes. My heart was beating but I didn’t care scared or not. Then she told me that this had to stay our secret and we could never tell anybody. I shook my head and said okay I just wanted to put my dick inside of her. Then she climbed on top of me and lowered her pussy onto my dick and I Remember it like it was yesterday damn. I think it took me three seconds to cum and I let out a moan and she knew I had cum. She told me that if I practiced it enough I could hold off for a long time before I came. Then she told me not to worry that she would get me hard again. She asked me to sleep in her bed and I said ok. I tried to fuck her again all night but she told me she had to go to work in the morning and drop me off at camp. I must have been worn out and fell asleep. Next think I knew it was sunrise and I felt something going on and looked down to find my aunt sucking my dick. I was already all the way hard but as soon as I realized what was going on I came. She looked up and asked if I liked waking up to that. I said yes. She told me that she had to get ready for work and take a shower and I needed to get ready for camp. She asked if I wanted to take a shower and I was like YES. So I joined her and we did a lot of French kissing in the shower. When we got out she asked if I wanted to play hooky. I said ok. Then she told me that she was going to run out and get a surprise. About 30 minutes later age care home. I was hard non stop all morning and hoped we would have more sex. Then she brought me into her room and sat me on her bed and told me that she got some movies for us. I didn’t want to watch movies, I wanted to fuck more. Then she pulled the movies out and they were porn movies from the video store. She told me we could really have fun watching them while we had sex. We watched three different movies and we stayed in bed all day trying different stuff. I must have came ten times. Every day for the next week we slept together in her bed and we had sex. Then came the week that my cousin was coming home from his dads. I was depressed because I knew it would be over. Then she told me that she enjoyed our time together and that I had made her feel so good better than a man had. The last night before my cousin came home my aunt said she wanted to do a fashion show for me. I laid on her bed while she tried different outfits and lingerie on. Teddys, stockings, all kinds of stuff. I don’t remember what she wound up wearing but it didn’t stay on very long. That night I ate her out for the first time. She had the wettest hairiest pussy but I dove in and put to use skills I learned from the porn movies. She loved it.

The next day my cousin was home and my aunt ignored me I guess she was nervous around my cousin that he might figure out something. Two nights later I snuck into my aunts room at night and she forced me back out. We didn’t have sex again. The next weeks were boring. Then finally my mom got me. My mom had to move us to CT. I had to start school right away and we’ve been here ever since. I jerked off for months thinking of my aunt. Once I spied on my mom in the shower to refresh my memory. I even went as far as to smell her dirty panties to see if she smelled the same as my Aunt. She didn’t but I felt like such a pervert. I’ve only seen my aunt a few times over the years. I got married in 2007 and my Aunt and cousin came to the wedding with my aunts new husband. It had been like 12 years since my aunt and I had sex. I had never told a single person not even my best friends. Then at the wedding my aunt caught me alone. She whispered in my ear “you fucked me way before you fucked her”. She still looked very good for her age, a real milf who still looked like my mom besides a different hairstyle. I was instantly turned on but she walked away and we have never spoken about it again.

I’ve always wanted to tell somebody about this but didn’t want my aunt to get in trouble or have my family get embarrassed, so I was very excited when I found these confession sites.

Jeon Jungkook + Kim Yugyeom

**REQUEST: heyyy i was wondering if you could do a smutty smut with yugyeom and jungkook where they both like you and they ask you to choose one of them but you can’t and so they both fuck you??? it’s ok if not, i know it’s weird but idk i just have a thing for maknaes 😏

Type: SMUT

Word Count: 3378


It was Namjoon who introduced you to Jungkook, and Namjoon who introduced you to Jackson who introduced you to Yugyeom. Your friendship with each of them was different, but equally as important to you.

Jungkook loved to make you laugh. He was always right by your side whispering silly things in your ear, laughing as your cheeks turned red from his words. You found yourself with him a lot, always watching movies and sneaking around with black baseball hats and masks just to see how long the two of you could goof off before someone recognized him. You spent your Sundays  in the dorm with him, legs draped over his lap watching what ever movie he chose- he always chose the movie. He had cried to you a few times, you were a sense of comfort for him and he wasn’t scared to tell you how much you meant to him.

Your friendship with Yugyeom was similar, but different in so many ways. You made him nervous despite how close the two of you had become. He’d listen to your problems and tell you all of his own. It was always late nights with him, sitting around a wooden table with your hands being warmed by the coffee he would place in front of you. It wasn’t all serious though. You found yourself at his practice a lot, you didnt care if he knew how much you loved to watch him dance. You would be the one to make Yugyeom blush by telling him how great he was all the time which was usually followed by you telling him how cute he was with the way he would smile with rosy cheeks.

You were sat there in your favorite cafe reading the latest book for a class you were taking, completely oblivious to the world around you. The only thing that was able to pull your attention from your book was a coffee cup that was being placed down on the table. You looked up and smiled, Yugyeom standing over you looking nervous.

“Hi love! What are you doing here?” You said checking your phone. He should have been at practice.

“I uh,” He sat down, his long legs caused his knees to touch yours. “I wanted to ask you something.” He said sliding the cup over to you.

“Shoot.”

“So you know how I asked you to the award show the other day?” he said nervously kneading his hands.

“The award show that I said I would go to you with? You’re not dumping me are you?” You joked making him blush.

“Oh, no never Im really excited.” He started with a smile. “Its just… I wanted to know if maybe you would want to get dinner with me another time… You know.” He said avoiding your eye contact. You smiled and bit your lip.

“Are you asking me on a date?” You said, smiling at him with excited eyes.

“I guess I am.” He said. Before you could answer your phone began to ring, Jungkooks name flashing on the screen. You smiled reassuringly to Yugyeom as you answered the phone.

“Hey, y/n I need to talk to you.” He said in kind a panicked tone.

“Whoa, hey are you okay?” You asked, your eyebrows pushing together.

“Is Yugyeom there?” He said. You looked up to Yugyeom who looked like he was going to be sick with nerves.

“Um, yeah he just sat down why?”

“I wanted to take you out. Like on a real date. I want to be with you, y/n” He said. You squeezed the bridge of your nose and ran your hand through your hair.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me.” You said looking to Yugyeom who looked at you with concerned eyes.

“Its Jungkook. Asking me out.” You said.

“Where are you?” You said into the phone sternly, trying to keep your cool as best you could as a thousand things started to run through your mind.

“The dorms.”

“Up. Now.” You said to Yugyeom, before hanging up on Jungkook.

You loved the boys and you would be lying to yourself if you say you hadn’t started to grow feelings for them. As you walked quickly with Yugyeom you tried to push your thoughts out of your head but you couldn’t.

You loved the way Jungkook made you smile. How even when you were crying hysterically he was still able to make you laugh. But when you were with Yugyeom in that state the way he’d hold you close to his chest made you feel like you were the most important person in the world. You loved the way Jungkook would tease you, chasing you through out the dorm to get something you had taken, and the way he would wrap his arms around your waist and spin you around playfully. But you also loved the way Yugyeom would wipe the frosting of your favorite cupcake on your nose, something he always had plenty of just for you. You loved the way Jungkook held you when he said goodbye, but you loved the way Yugyeom held you when he said hello.

You were so caught up in trying to figure out what you were going to do you didnt even realize you had made it to Jungkooks dorm.

“Why did you bring me here.” Yugyeom said, looking torn.

“I… We will talk about it upstairs.” You said punching in the code and pushing the door open.

It felt like the most awkward intervention ever. The two boys sat on the couch, awkward and hands folded in their laps as you sat across from them on the coffee table. You sighed a few times thinking you were ready to start talking but nothing came out. Finally, you spoke.

“I love both of you.” You said, watching as both of their breathing increased.

“I love both of you so much.” You laughed to yourself while shaking your head. You rubbed your face once before looking back to them.

“Why would you do this to me?” You said wrapping your arms around your self.

“Im crazy about you, y/n. I have been for the longest time.” Jungkook whispered, scared he might say the wrong thing.

“You know how I feel about you.” Yugyeom said even softer.

“I literally can’t think of one thing that makes one of you better than the other.” You said looking up, you knew at the end of this you were going to lose one of your closest friends and that broke you heart.

“You both are such assholes.” You said sternly looking back to them. “What gives you the right to ruin the relationship I have with my two favorite people.” You said getting loud.

“So you don’t want to be with me?” Yugyeom said looking at you with sad eyes.

“Are you stupid? I want to be with you so bad. Both of you. I just.. I can’t choose.” You said shrugging.

“Y/n, please.” Jungkook said reaching forward to put his hand on your knee. You looked over to Yugyeom and your heart broke. He looked like he was going to be sick.

You stood up and with arms still crossed left the room. Out of habit you started to brew yourself coffee, you needed something to help you think, coffee was good at that. Your fingers drummed on the counter as you started to weigh your options again. But once again for every good thing about Jungkook there was something that met it for Yugyeom.

“Y/n, Im sorry about all of this… I didnt think it was going to be this hard.” Yugyeom said walking into the kitchen, his hand rubbing nervously at the back of his neck. You looked at him and your heart melted. He was so sweet for wanting to care for you. You wanted that in your life. But Jungkook would take just as good care of you.

You were striding across the kitchen before you could even realize what you were doing. Your hands rose to take his cheeks and you didnt hesitate to bring his face to yours. Kissing him felt like everything and nothing at the same time. Your heart raced and the tips of your body tingled, but you couldn’t hear any thing. His lips fit yours perfectly and he didnt hesitate to wrap his arms around you. Being this close to him made it hard for you to step away, the want to deepen the kiss strong, but once you did all you could think about Jungkook. Maybe he was the one.

The coffee forgotten you walked away from the stunned Yugyeom and into the living room. Jungkook stood quickly, but before he could say anything you were kissing him. The actual feeling of kissing Jungkook was so different than Yugyeom, but the feeling it gave you was so similar.

You pulled out of the kiss and groaned, stomping your foot and crossing your arms. The two boys looked at you both confused and worried.

“I thought that would clear things up for me.” You said looking at both of them.

“Thought?” Jungkook said.

“It was the same…” You said before making a ‘poof’ noise along with a hand motion to indicate they had both blown your mind.

What happened next caught you off guard. Yugyeom had looked over to Jungkook before stepping forward and kissing you again. You were taken aback by his forwardness, it was a side of him you didnt see very often, but loved when it came out. You would have been mortified to be kissing Yugyeom the way you were in front of Jungkook, but the feeling of strong fingers on your waist and another set of lips on your neck made you shiver.

“Let us prove to you how much we want you.” Jung kook whispered against your neck as Yugyeom nodded, his lips brushing yours.

You shocked yourself when you nodded. Having the two boys you loved the most at the same time scared you and was something you’d never think you’d be doing, but to justified this you just told yourself it would be the best way to choose.

They led you to the bedroom not talking, your nerves exploading, both in the scared sense and the heat that started to pool between your legs. One in the room and sitting on the bed, Jungkook was the first to kiss you, his hand reaching up to meet your cheek as he sat next to you to deepened the kiss. It surprised you when his tongue touched yours, but it was something that was alot easier for you to melt into than you realized. You gasped into his kiss when the feeling of a hand running up your thigh made you jump. Thinking it was Jungkook you pulled away, only to be surprised to see the hand belonging to Yugyeom.

You lent towards him, kissing him again and loving the way he tasted as Jungkook took ahold of your other leg. Out of instinct you let your knees part, and soon Jungkook’s hand went from just stroking the length of your thigh to adding in a little teasing to your clothed core. The moment the teasing earned a breathy moan from you Yugyeom started to undress your top half, only stoping his kiss when he pulled back to make sure this was okay. You bit your lip and slightly nodded letting him slip the shirt over your head. The two took a second to take in your body before Jungkook was guiding your chin back towards him.

He laid you down and intertwined his fingers with your hair as he deepened the kiss. The feeling of another set of lips meeting the skin of your stomach made you moan again, a tingling feeling erupting through out your stomach. You hooked one arm around Jungkooks neck while your other hand placed softly to Yugyeoms neck, his own hands making quick work of unbuttoning your jeans. You bent your knees and rose your body so Yugyeom could pull the pants from your hips and chuckled accidentally at his eagerness to get them off of your body. Your chuckle was immediately silenced by the placement of Jungkooks tongue. Now there were three hands on you. Both of Yugyeom’s were slowly running up your now bare legs as his mouth kissed along the hem of your underwear, as Jungkooks free hand traced along the top of your breasts.

You wanted to moan a name as their fingers set your nerves on fire but you weren’t sure who’s to say. In stead you just gasped, your body sitting up slightly as Yugyeom placed a kiss right over your center. Though jealous Yugyeom got that reaction out of you, Jungkook took this opportunity to unclasp your bra and lay you back down so he could take it off. His lips started to kiss your skin, gently at first but then with such passion and sucking that you knew there were going to be marks later. Your hand took ahold of his hair as a silent plead for him to let up but it only make him kiss and nip harder.

You gasped again when Yugyeom pushed aside your underwear and slipped two fingers along your entrance. You didn’t even realize how wet you had become until then and the feelings of his fingers slipping easily up and down you made you even wetter. You felt his lips on your hip as Jungkooks left your skin. Your eyes opened slightly to see him stripping of his shirt and you smiled. You always loved seeing him shirtless, he was just so beautiful. His lips returned to yours and held yours for a while before a new feeling was erupting through your body. Some how Yugyeom had pulled your underwear off and now had his hot tongue pressed to your core, trailing it upward at an agonizingly slow rate. You sat up again slightly with another gasp as he did so and tilted your head back, just the sound of your wet against his tongue made you squirm. Jungkook took this opportunity to undress himself.  If Yugyeom got to do this first than why shouldn’t he get to enter you first?

What he didn’t expect was at the sight of his naked erection your hand would find his member and start to pump. His breath would hitch and he’d chuckle lightly, not expecting you to be that forward, but as Yugyeom intensified his licking and sucking your pumps where becoming nothing more than a tightening grip around him.

You couldn’t catch your breath. The way Yugyeom’s tongue flicked and rolled against your core seemed to hit  sensitive nerves every time. You couldn’t fight the natural way your body arched and your eyes closed as his arms wrapped around your legs so you couldn’t get away. From their position one of his long fingers found its way to your sopping clit and started to work it. Your body arched again, the familiar tightening feeling you only ever got by yourself threatening in the pit of you. You breathed hard once, trying hard to get air flow back into your body as you gripped his hair with one hand and Jungkooks arm with the other. Jungkook brought his lips down to your neck again and traced his hand up your side till his fingers were brushing along your erect nipple. You moaned at that making him smile and in a swift movement he gave it one hard pinch, and you came undone. You pushed your hips up as your thighs shook slightly, by far one of the hardest orgasms you’ve ever had. You held on tighter to Jungkook as Yugyeom swallowed every last bit of your juices, so proud that he had made you feel so good.

Your hands immediately covered your face as you realized what had just happened. You were ready to give yourself to Yugyeom completely, just tell him he had you and all of you, but soon Jungkook’s lips pressed to your neck again and with a hot breath he whispered. ‘My turn, baby.’

Yugyeom stood and stripped his shirt and began to undo his pants when he noticed you looking at him, your head rolled to the side as Jungkook pushed your knees in a way that he could better line up with you. He crawled onto the bed and placed a kiss on you, your taste heavy on his lips. He pulled away too soon for your liking but your attention was brought back to Jungkook who had just started to tease your core with his member, your breath hitching as you were still over sensitive from Yugyeom. You couldn’t look away from Jungkook. His eyes had darkened and his bottom lip was taken between his teeth as he watched intently to his member sliding into you. You moaned once as you gripped to the sheets on either side of you. Everything around you disappeared as your eyes closed and the only thing you could think about was the feeling of him inside of you, slowly pumping as you adjusted to his length and width.

It wasn’t until he thrusted once hard into you did your eyes open back up. His hands on either side of your waist you pumped into you harder and harder each time until the feeling of Yugyeom getting on the bed next to you made him slow down. You looked up to Yugyeom and bit your lip, his member standing proud and soon you were pulling Jungkook out of you and flipping around to face Yugyeom. You took his member in your hand before wiggling your behind at Jungkook to resume, which he did immediately, the thought of you choosing Yugyeom right then wiping out of his mind as he committed to taking his claim on you.

You smiled at your shy Gyeom before taking his whole in your mouth, allowing the heavy pounding of Jungkook behind you create a forward and backward motion. You groaned around Yugyeom making him moan at the vibrations. His hands now finding their way into your hair to hold you as close around him as he could get. You tried to focus on pleasing him, but soon the feeling of your g-spot being hit as Jungkook figured you out made you suck in a deep breath of as and pull yourself away from Yugyeom. You turned slightly to look back at him, his eyes set on him entering you while his fingers dug into your butt. You hid your face in your shoulder, biting slightly as he hit the same spot over and over again. Your hands gripped onto Yugyeoms thighs as you tried to brace yourself for what you knew was coming. Your knees started to slide together as you felt yourself tightening around him. He lent forward, his chest now pressed to your back as his hand found your clit, just to help.

'Cum for me baby girl.’ Jungkook said into your ear as he let out four last hard pumps.

You tried to hold on but the constant nagging of his finger and the pounding that hit you just well enough to make you squirm made the coil tighten quicker this time. You gripped tighter to Yugyeom and let out a shaky 'ahh’ as you came undone around him. His arms supported your body as your arms began to shake, your second orgasm just as intense as the first. Your head fell forward into Yugyeoms chest as Jungkook softly pulled himself out of you. Your eyes were watery and your mouth was dry. Jungkook chuckled lightly as he flopped down next to the two of you. You rolled off of Yugyeoms chest to sandwich your naked body between the two boys. You could hardly keep your eyes open as you fought for some thing to say.

“So, Y/n… Who do you chose?’ Jungkook said.

'Kook, not now.’

'I choose…’

spock starts pretending all the animals are always on his side when he and jim cant agree on something “no jim i am absolutely certain sparkles wants us to get chinese food for dinner not indian food please jim its what the animals want i can tell im a telepath”

5

my album’s here!!!!!!!!!!!

Youngjae;; 

-you wouldn’t even have to tell him, he could just tell from your tired expression the moment you walked into the bedroom- 

*reaching his arms out towards you* 
“My poor little girl, you had a bad day didn’t you?” 
*begins to gently rock you as you bury yourself in his arms* 
“It’s okay, everything will be okay babygirl. I’m right here- I’m right here.”
 

Originally posted by youngjai

Bambam; 

-he’d hate knowing you had such a tough day, and would immediately wrap his arms around you; staying there just holding you for as long you wanted- 

“Aish, I’m sorry you had such a tough time..” 
*runs his fingers through your hair* 
“You’re home now though, you’re okay my princess.” 

Originally posted by ohohobi

Yugyeom; 

-he’d just shake his head as he tightly held you, kisses the top of your head repeatedly- 

*lifting you, he’d take a seat on the couch; laying you on top of him* 
“People are so dumb..” “I should beat up everyone that gave my princess such a hard time.” 

Originally posted by yugeyos


Mark; 

-the moment you roughly slammed the door as you walked into the apartment you two shared, he’d know something was up- 

*getting up from the couch he’d go over to you, immediately pulling you into his arms- no questions asked* 
“Sh, sh it’s okay, you don’t have to say anything.”
*softly smiling as he lightly kissed your forehead as you relax in his arms* 
“My poor baby, my sweet little baby.. Do you need me to get you anything?”
 

Originally posted by tuanpumpkins

Jackson; 

-immediately grows concerned by your facial expression and silence as you walk in- 

“Baby, what’s wrong are you okay?” 
*pulls you into a protective hug the moment you pout and become teary eyed* 
“No, no don’t cry please my love.” 
“What can I do to make you feel better? Hm? I’ll do anything for you princess.” 

Originally posted by jwxngs

Jinyoung; 

-learning from previous experiences, he’d know to always have your favorite snacks ready to go; the instant he heard you annoyed huff he’d race to the pantry, pulling out a box he hid that held all your favorites- 

*walking back into the room, he’d empathically smirk at the sight of you laying face down* 
“Come here babygirl..” 
*laying beside you, he’d pull you into his arms before handing the box over to you* 
“Here, it has all your favorite goodies inside. We can do whatever you want tonight too, okay?” “I just want you happy, my love.” 

Originally posted by toinfinityannnndbeyond

Jaebum; 

-he’d be getting dinner ready when you come in, your cheeks flushed and eyes puffy from crying; he automatically stops what he was doing and rushes over to you- 

“Oh my god, Jagi- What’s wrong? Are you okay?” 
*you just simply shake your head as he pulls you into a warm hug* 
“Sh, sh, sh- no more crying okay?” 
“I’m right here, I promise I’ll be right here for as long as you need, okay?” 

Originally posted by jehbum

anonymous asked:

Even though she's gone, Steve still has a special way of celebrating Peggy's birthday.

It was the first year since he’d been awake that Peggy’d been gone. He’d visited, the few birthdays she’d had that he’d been awake for.  But now she was in London.  Now she’d been – she was – gone.

He called Natasha, and she agreed to meet him without asking questions. She hadn’t wanted him to be alone before.  She didn’t mention the day, though he was sure she knew why it was important to him, why he was calling.

“Ready Rogers?”  She placed her hands lightly on his shoulders where instructed (where she probably already knew to place them).

“I think so.  I – thanks, Nat.”  Steve, more hesitantly, took one of Natasha’s hands and placed the other around her waist.

Her only response was to squeeze his hand and tilt her head in the direction of the instructor.  “You’ll make me miss our waltzing lesson, if you don’t hush.”  

It was the teasing he needed and he felt himself smile for the first time that day.  “I’ll try not to step on your feet.”

“I hope you do.  I get the feeling it’d be something she’d have found endearing.”

Steve nudged his toes against her foot.  “Thank you for teaching me.  For coming with me.”

“I didn’t want you to be alone.”

***

They went to dinner after, and Natasha offered a toast to Peggy over their dessert.  Steve finished off his drink and while it didn’t have an effect on him, there was something about the idea of it that gave him the courage, when the band started up, to offer his hand to Natasha.  

“Mind if we practice that dance?  For Peggy.”

Natasha smiled, small and warm and bright and took his hand.  “For Peggy.”

Daddy

Originally posted by imso-dun

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Brendon Urie

Request: Yeah boi || Could you write a Brendon fic where he is very dominant and controlling? The reader knows this and likes to try and push Brendon’s buttons. This could lead to some daddy kink perhaps? I would be extremely grateful!

Warnings: NSFW || smut, cursing, teasing, daddy kink, slightly public play, mentions of fingering, oral (male receiving), unprotected sex. 

Masterlist: Here

Okay so as much as I love pleasing you guys, I’ve been starting to feel like I’m doing really shitty and my stories are getting worse. If mine start to get boring or it feels repetitive, please let me know. I want to write the best stuff possible, but lately I feel like I’m doing terrible. This turned out really really long. Like it takes FOREVER to get to the smut. I really liked the lead up. Sorry it took like a million years man. Also, I do not condone unprotected sex. Wrap it before you tap it guys. Stay safe. I hope you guys enjoy. xx


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pairing: thomas jefferson x reader (ft. sugar daddy!thomas)

t/w: none!

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part one // part two // part three


two. 

“Thomas Jefferson,” You read out loud to Peggy as you ate a bowl of cereal. “He’s 31. Loves France, art, and is looking for a companion.” You laughed a little, but your voice quickly softened. “He makes over $100,000.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.” Peggy snorted, digging into her breakfast.

“Well,” You paused. “No, but -” You chuckled. “That’s a lot of money. More than what I make.”

“Definitely. What else?”

“He’s really tall and he’s really fit from the looks of these pictures.” You smiled, scrolling through the photos on his profile. “He’s traveled a lot and -”

Another message!

Peggy knew what the look on your face meant. She squealed and quickly peered over your shoulder.

“What did he say? What did he say?”

You opened the message and felt your heart race as the app loaded. Finally, your conversation with Thomas appeared. You picked right back up from where you left off.

Hi, darling. It’s been great talking to you. How does a night out in the city sound?

“A night out in the city.” Peggy grinned. “And maybe if you play your cards right -”

You blushed. “Hush, Pegs.” You went to type out a response.

Sounds great. What do you have in mind?

I figured we could do dinner. I wanted to get to know you better, love.

“Darling? Love?” Peggy was practically bouncing in her seat. “These pet names are too much. I’m going to die.”

That sounds great! I’d like that a lot.

His response came right away.

Perfect. Gramercy Tavern at six? I’ll come by and pick you up.

“What kind of car do you think he drives? Maserati?” Peggy mused. “Mercedes-Benz?” She gasped. “A Rolls Royce?”

“He looks like a BMW kind of guy.” You mused as you typed out a response. 

Okay, here’s my address. I’ll see you then!

You sat back in your chair with a little sigh. You turned your phone off and looked up at Peggy. “What am I going to wear?”

“Wear your white dress. The short one with the lace. We can jazz it up with some jewelry.”

“Gramercy Tavern is like, crazy nice though.”

“You’re going to look amazing. Relax.”

You tried to. If it was any other situation, you were sure you would have been more excited, but there was something about the whole arrangement that made you nervous. Was it shallow that you were asking for money? Would people judge you? You didn’t want to come off across as desperate, but in all honestly, that’s what you were.

You went to class with Peggy but when you two came back home, you were still on edge.

It neared six o’ clock. Thomas would be here soon. You were dressed to the nines with Peggy’s expertise. The dress hit all the right places, accentuated the best parts of your body. The dress was short so it hit your waist but showed off your legs. You finished the look with nude heels, a matching clutch, and a pretty diamond necklace. Your makeup was done, your hair was curled. You even shaved your legs for the night.

You looked the part. Now, you’d just have to get through dinner.

You felt your phone buzz. It was Thomas.

Darling, I’m outside.

“He’s outside.” You felt your heart race. “Peggy, where’s my phone?”

“In your hand.” She deadpanned, looking up at you. “Deep breath,” She advised you, placing her hands on your shoulders. “This is just the man that’s going to pay your tuition if he likes you enough to do so. No pressure or anything but just make sure you’re charming and beautiful and perfect.”

You glared at her as she finished her sentence, but it wasn’t long before you two laughed. Peggy smiled.

“Knock ‘em dead. You look gorgeous.” She gave you a quick hug. “Pray to God I won’t have to file a police report, but I’ll know what to tell them if something does happen.”

“We’ll be at Gramercy Tavern. Don’t forget. The one on 42 East Twentieth Street.” 

“Got it.” She looked you up and down once more, memorizing your outfit in case she would have to give a description to the police. “If you’re uncomfortable at all, call me. I will pick you up. I’m not kidding.”

“I know.” You mumbled. Peggy wasn’t one to joke about those things. “I’ll send you the siren emoji.”

“Okay. Make sure you get that license plate. I may or may not text you every hour to make sure you’re alive.”

“Thanks, Peggy.” You smiled and squeezed her hand before heading out the door. “Love you!” 

“Love you too!”

You were greeted by the cool New York air. You walked down the few steps that led up to your place with Peggy, before looking around.

You had practically memorized the face of the man you were looking for now. Curly hair, bright smile, brown eyes. You hadn’t seen him until -

He stood at the bottom of the stairs, smiling at you.

Mr. Jefferson was incredibly handsome, dressed in a white dress shirt with a black blazer and matching slacks. He donned a slim black tie, completing his look. You knew he was handsome just by the look of his profile picture, but to see him in person still took your breath away. He was taller than you imagined. You were in awe of him as he came forward to greet you.

“Hi, darling. I’m Thomas.” He said smoothly, hints of his Southern accent coming out. He leaned forward, brought you in for a hug and kissed your cheek. He pulled away and gave you a little smile.

It was brighter than the New York skyline. There was this strange sort of warmth that filled your heart as you looked up at him. From a single smile, you felt like you had known him for years.

“You’re even lovelier in person.” Thomas whispered, a little twinkle in his eye.

“T-Thank you.” You blushed and Thomas’ eyes seemed to soften at the sight of you. You tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear and reminded yourself to speak up.

“I’m (Y/N). It’s nice to meet you too.”

“Shall we?” He offered you his arm. You took it gratefully, and let him lead you to the car. Peggy and you were both wrong. His car was sleek, sophisticated, and a gorgeous black Bentley. He opened the car door for you and helped you in, before closing the door behind you.

You were greeted with the feeling of luxurious leather seats underneath your fingertips. You remembered you needed to ask him something.

When he came into the car, you spoke up. “Is it alright if I get your license plate?”

Thomas nodded, slipping his keys into the ignition. “Course, darling. It’s 6YJ8R54.”

“Thank you.” You quickly sent a text to Peggy and relaxed when she sent you a thumbs up emoji back. “My roommate just wants to make sure I’m alright. Not that you’re a bad person or anything.”

“No, I understand. The last thing I want for you is to be uncomfortable. Especially if we continue seeing each other after this.” He pointed out, pulling out onto the streets of New York. “So, have you been to Gramercy Tavern before?”

“Never.” You admitted. The radio played softly in the background. Smooth, sultry jazz poured into the car.

“Well, I’m honored to be your first.” He smiled a little. “I think you’ll like it.”

“I’m sure I will.” You turned your phone off. “Hey, is this the album you mentioned to me last night?”

“Miles Davis.” He grinned. “Yeah. You remembered.” 

“Yeah,” You laughed a little. “Plus it sounded familiar.” 

“I didn’t know you liked jazz.” 

“I can appreciate it. My dad listened to jazz a lot when I was a kid. Kind of nice to hear it again.”

The restaurant wasn’t too far from your apartment. Thomas chatted with you about the city, and you appreciated it. You felt a little more comfortable the closer you got to the restaurant. You had driven through the heart of the city, the bright lights and live energy making you smile until he turned down a less busy street. He pulled up in front of the restaurant.

You shouldn’t have been surprised when he pulled right into valet, but even still you were. He gave you a little smile before the workers opened each of your car doors. You stepped out and looked at the lovely restaurant before you. Thomas spoke to the employee for a moment before coming around. He offered you his arm again.

“I’m impressed, Mr. Jefferson.” You chuckled a little.

“I know it might take a little getting used to, but when you’re with me, expect nothing less.”

“What is it that you do again?”

“I work in marketing. It gets pretty busy, but I like the job.”

“Clearly it pays well.”

Thomas smirked. “You could say that, yeah.”

You looked up at him, noticing how smug he looked before you laughed along with him. He opened the door to the restaurant for you and you slipped inside. He had his hand on your lower back as you approached the hostess.

She greeted you warmly. It only took a minute for her to find Thomas’ reservation. She had you follow her and quickly sat you down at a table. Thomas was ever the gentleman, pulling out your chair and you sat at the candlelit table together. The ambiance was warm and yet, not too stuffy. You were sure you didn’t fit in with this crowd, but being with Thomas made you feel a little better.

Other diners laughed and chatted around you. You couldn’t help but notice how many more couples were there. To your left, someone was celebrating an anniversary. Another couple held hands across the table to your right. It was such a romantic place. You wondered if he chose this place for a reason.

“And you, sweetheart? What is it that you hope to do?” He looked at you curiously. “Or do you see this as how you’re going to make a living?”

The question took you aback. You knew what he was referring to when he said this. You were sure he didn’t mean to come across as rude, but it seemed so anyway. You pursed your lips together, tried to keep yourself calm before you called Thomas a self-entitled prick–or something along those lines.

“Actually, I’m in school right now.” You straightened up a little, looking him right in the eye. “I’m studying to be a (M/N). My scholarship is ending soon. I’m concerned about how I’ll pay for my tuition. I don’t want to take out more loans so I needed to find a way to get some extra cash. I’m not sure what reasons you’ve heard from other girls, but I promise it’s more than because I want a new pair of shoes.”

You let out a sigh as soon as you got the statement out. You knew you probably shouldn’t have snapped at the man who was essentially going to pay your tuition, but you weren’t sorry. You simply looked up at him with a tight smile.

Maybe this was a bad idea. You thought. You started to think about an alternative plan. You could take a couple more hours at work and -

“I respect that.” Thomas spoke up. You stared up at him. He leaned back in his chair a little. “I’d be glad to help.”

You nodded a little and let out a sigh of relief. Your heart was beating so quickly, you felt like it was going to explode. “Thank you.”

Thomas felt something click inside him. He’d been on other dates before with women who he couldn’t even recall the name of and yet, here he was, hanging onto every word you said as if it was your last. 

He couldn’t explain the feeling he had at the time, but looking back he knew exactly what it was. 

He didn’t have time to dwell on it because you spoke up again.

“I have to admit,” you opened up the menu as you spoke. Your eyes fell on the word lobster at least three times. “I’ve never done this before so how is this relationship going to work?”

“I like you.” Thomas chuckled, thanking the hostess when she brought you glasses of water. “Most girls aren’t this honest. Or frankly as interesting.”

You laughed a little. “Really?”

“I knew you were new to this lifestyle from the moment you messaged me.” He pointed out. “You were polite.” He laughed a little. “And you were right about what you said earlier. Most girls just want a taste at this upscale lifestyle, which isn’t wrong or anything, but to hear your reason …” He had a little glint in his eye. “You’re very smart.”

“For getting a sugar daddy?” You laughed a little. “You’re just trying to make me feel better.”

“No. It’s smart!” He insisted. “And your reason is pretty noble.”

“Do you know how long it took me to admit that I was becoming a sugar baby? I felt so embarrassed.”

“There’s nothing wrong with it.” Thomas chuckled a little. “It shows that you’re resourceful. You do what you have to do to get ahead. It’s … admirable.”

You smiled a little, looking at Thomas from across the table. “You make me sound so noble … like this is some great sacrifice I’m making for the greater good.” You exaggerated before the two of you started laughing.

He shrugged. “You’re doing it for a worthy cause to me. More than for a pair of shoes.”

You started to say more, but you turned your head when you heard the workers singing happy birthday to a diner across the restaurant. You smiled fondly before looking back to Thomas. You didn’t notice how intently he admired you.

“Before the waitress comes back, how does the tasting menu sound? I think it’ll give you a bit of everything on the menu.” He hummed. “Do you like seafood?”

“Yeah. It sounds great.” You looked over what the tasting menu offered. Marinated scallops, lobster salad, duck breast and sausage. Your mouth watered. You knew this would be the nicest meal you would have had in a while.

“If there’s anything else you want, let me know.”

You smiled and promised you would, but you still felt a little uncomfortable about it the whole ordeal. It would take some getting used to.

The waitress came by, politely asked you for drinks. You both told her your orders and before she left, Thomas ordered the tasting platter. The waitress took your menus and left you alone, not leaving without giving you a friendly smile.

Soft classical music played in the background. You could hear the clink of silverware all throughout the restaurant.

“Do you come here often?” You asked, trying to fill the silence.

“Yes. Usually on business though.” He nodded a little, fingers tapping along the table absentmindedly. “It’s nice to be here on a date for once.”

“I haven’t gotten out much either.” You mumbled a little shyly.

“No college boys for you?” He asked with a smile. You shook your head and he raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Come on, there has to be someone. You’re a beautiful girl.”

“I’m flattered, but no,” You played with the end of your napkin a little nervously. “Besides, they don’t know how to treat a lady.”

Thomas raised his eyebrows, a little smirk beginning to form on his face. “That so?”

“Yep.” You smiled before continuing. “Plus, half of them are just there to party.”

Thomas laughed at your comment, but he tilted his head a little your previous comment.

“Well, you focus on your studies, love. I’ll treat you better than those boys.”

And from the way he looked at you with his kind eyes and small smile, you had no doubt that he would.

You shared an appetizer, continued you talk all throughout your time there. He ordered a bottle of wine for the two of you. You only had one drink. Eventually, you did get into how your arrangement would work, and as awkward as it was at first, it made you feel a little better once you set the ground rules.

You’d have an allowance–money you could spend however you chose. He figured he’d pay you by the date and give you extra money if you needed it.

“I know you’d like me to cover your tuition mostly, but I don’t mind treating you from time to time. Clothes, makeup, etc.” He trailed off.

You felt yourself getting starry eyed. You were lucky enough to get Thomas as your sugar daddy. You were pleasantly surprised at how well this was going. He’d been nothing but a gentleman so far. 

“And if I have any events, I’d love to bring you along to them.” He mentioned. “If your schedule allows you to.”

“Of course.”

Your waitress came by with your first entree. It was delicious, and Thomas was glad to see how much you were enjoying the food. The food came out one after another. Marinated scallops, squash tortellini.

For a moment, he indulged in this idea of you. He could see himself doing this with you often. You were intelligent and funny and easy to talk to. As he looked at you, he wondered if there would be a chance that you would love him for more than his money.

Yet, he knew the chances of that were unlikely. It was implied that you were not to fall in love with one another. Besides, he hadn’t been in love since -

“Are you alright?” You asked him softly, noticing the zoned out look in his eye.

Thomas laughed a little. “Y-Yes. Sorry about that. Lost in thought.”

“It’s okay.” You straightened up a little. “I was asking you about Virginia. What’s it like?”

Just like that, Thomas was talking again, that familiar twinkle in his eye and that bright smile on his face. You’d never been there, but from the way Thomas talked about it, you wanted to see it someday for yourself.

“And that’s Virginia in a nut-shell.” Thomas chuckled. He started to say more, until your waitress came back. Thomas turned his attention to her.

“Would you two be interested in getting dessert tonight?” She asked with a little smile, already handing the menu to Thomas.

“Darling, wanna take a look?” He opened to the dessert page and slipped it over to you. “You can order whatever you want.”

You took it from him with a little smile. You only needed a minute before you made up your mind.

“The chocolate cake sounds good.”  You hummed. Thomas smiled.

“It’s amazing. You’re gonna love it.”

You handed him the menu back and he gave it to the waitress. “We’ll do the chocolate cake.”

“Excellent choice.” The waitress smiled. “The cookie platter is complimentary with it so I’ll bring that out as well.”

“Perfect, thank you.”

Thomas noticed how you perked up at the mention of the cookie platter. He looked over at you once the waitress had gone.

“I may or may not have wanted that all along.” You smiled a little, looking down a little.

“Don’t be shy. Tell me if you ever want anything. I’ll get it for you.” He reached across the table and gently squeezed your hand. He pulled away almost immediately after, but you appreciated the gesture. “That’s how this relationship works.” 

Dessert was amazing. You split the cake and Thomas was right–you did love it. The cookie platter was cute, full of six different kinds of cookies that came with glasses of milk for each of you. That combined with the chocolate cake had you feeling stuffed, but in the best way possible.

Thomas didn’t let you look at the bill. He paid and tipped the waitress without missing a beat. As soon as he got his card back, he gave you a little smile.

“Ready to go?” Thomas asked, straightening up in his chair a little. You nodded, grabbed your phone, your clutch, and rose to your feet. He helped you up and instinctively put his hand on the small of your back as a server went past you with his hands full of entrees. Soon after, you both headed outside, reentering the New York scene. 

The sky was pitch black but there were a few stars. The lights from the city shone brighter than them. You stood closer to Thomas as a cold wind blew. You rubbed your shoulders to gather some warmth, but Thomas quickly slung his blazer over your shoulders. He promised the car was coming around in a minute. Once his car pulled around, he helped you inside.

Before he drove off, he put the heater on lowly. His blazer was still around your shoulders. His cologne filled your nose.

“I’ll drop you off at your place.”

You perked up at this. “Not yours?”

Thomas shook his head. “I don’t expect you to put out on the first date.”

You nodded slowly. “The other girls you’ve been with … do they go home with you on the first date?”

“Uh, sometimes. Usually, they insist.”

But you seem different. He wanted to say, but he decided against it.

He cleared his throat a little. “Don’t worry about it. I said I wanted to get to know you better, and that I did. This is your address, right?”

You looked at his phone which was open to his GPS. “Mhmm.”

“Alright. We’ll be there in a little.”

You got lost in the city around you, felt warm from Thomas’ gestures as well as the heat on in the car. You looked over at Thomas, quietly admired the silhouette of his profile.

Before you could get caught up in the idea of him, you reminded yourself this was an arrangement in which love wasn’t a part of the deal. You turned off the feeling. Ignored it. You didn’t have time to fall in love. Thomas didn’t seem to either.

Before you knew it, Thomas had parked in front of your apartment. He turned the car off and gave you a little smile.

“I’ll walk you to your door.” He got out of the car and you did too. By the time, he came around, he had helped you onto the sidewalk and walked with you up the few steps that led to your front door. You took off his blazer and handed it back to him.

“Thank you for such a nice night out.” You said, looking up at him. He took his blazer from you with a little smile while you were busy digging into your clutch for your keys. You found them and smiled up at Thomas.

He looked heavenly. His hair framed his face perfectly. He looked content. The moonlight hit his face and showed off his best features. You could see him smiling back at you.

“It was a pleasure.”

You reached up on your tiptoes and kissed his cheek. Once you pulled away, he whispered, “I’ll transfer the money tomorrow morning.”

You’d agreed he would give you an extra $200 for each date, but you were sure he spent that alone on dinner. You opened your mouth to protest, but he stopped you before you could say anything.

He gently placed his hands on your shoulders, gave you a loose smile. “All you have to do is say thank you.”

You nodded, managed a smile and a little laugh. “Thank you, Thomas. I really had a great time.”

He grinned. “Me too. Good night, darling.”

“Good night.” You said softly then walked through the front door. You couldn’t help but smile as you kicked your heels off.

You could get used to this.

Imagine Sebastian getting you and Chris together. (Part 1)

A/N: This is a request from @cassiejade93, it’s kinda become a two parter. 🤗

“You gotta toss it up,” Sebastian directed, acting out a tossing action. “You’re not going to get it in if you throw it straight, you’re just going to blind me.” He said and you giggled, pegging a gummi bear straight at his face. “Ow,” he laughed, flinching when it got him in the cheek. “Up.” He told you and tilted his head back, opening his mouth to prepare himself for the catch.

“Up,” you nodded and copied what he demonstrated earlier. He had to dive back, but he managed to catch it. “We did it!” You threw your hands up excitedly, spilling the bag of Yupi Gummi Bears that you had in your hand. “Oops,” you giggled, picking them up off Sebastian’s couch to stuff them back into the bag.

“My God, you are an idiot.” He chuckled, getting off the couch to pick up those that had fallen on the floor of his trailer. You held out the packet for him to throw the bears back in, but he pushed it away and collected it in his hand instead. “Don’t be disgusting, Y/N. These have been on the floor.”

“If your floors aren’t clean enough to eat off, doesn’t that make you the disgusting one?” You retorted, provoking him enough to peg at gummi bear at you. “Ow!” You yelped then giggled, pegging a couple back; one bounced off his forehead, the other got caught in his hair. You snickered, but said nothing because you wanted to see how long it could stay there.

It was a game, though ongoing joke was a better description. It started with those ‘Hello, My Name Is _________’ stickers; you’d fill in the blank with something stupid and try and get it on the backs of unsuspecting victims. But over time, you’d moved on to getting small objects- such as gummi bears- in people’s hair. You and Sebastian started it, then recruited a few other members of the Infinity Cast war to join. Anthony was ridiculously good, as were Robert, Chris (Pratt), Tom (Holland), and surprisingly, Benedict. The best unsuspecting victims were Chris (Evans), Mark, Tom (Hiddleston), the stickers could last on their back all day if no one said anything. But usually someone would, especially if they were needed on set. Robert got in trouble once because of the game. He’d stuck one on Chris after he got into his Captain America suit and completely forgot about it. It wasn’t until the camera started rolling and Chris’ back was to the camera that Anthony and Joe noticed the sticker that said, “Hi, My Name Is Cool Ranch Dorito.” Everyone laughed, but a rule was made to keep the stickers away from cast members who were about to shoot.

“What?” Sebastian asked with narrowed eyes when he returned to his original spot on the couch. You were trying hard not to crack, but the sight of the orange gummi bear was too much for you. “What?” He laughed himself, patting his hair down because he could tell from your expression you’d put something in his hair. “Oh, haha. That’s real mature.” He pulled it out and you fell back, clutching your stomach from laughter. “Okay, breathe,” he chuckled. “It’s not even that funny.”

“It is when you’re sleep deprived,” you smiled at him, tugging the sleeves of your sweatshirt over your hands. “What time is it?” You yawned, resting your head on the cushion you had pressed up against the arm of the couch as you curled up on your side. “I feel like I haven’t slept in twenty-four hours, Seb.”

“Just sixteen,” he corrected.

“Ugh, God.” You groaned into the cushion and he laughed. “And I haven’t had any proper food all day. Hey,” you sat up, grinning excitedly. “Do you want to go get some dinner? I could really use some fuel, I’m pretty sure I’ve got another scene at nine.”

“I’m actually good,” he declined and you frowned. “I grabbed something earlier with Mackie,” he explained and earned a pout from you. “Why don’t you go look for Chris?” You knew from the look on his suggestive face he meant Chris Evans; the Chris you’d known the longest and were closest with. You weren’t close anymore. Not since he surprised you with his new relationship status, especially when you were so sure he felt the same way you did. “I don’t think he’s eaten and I think he just finished shooting his scene.”

“I’m not having dinner with Chris Evans.”

“Can you not pretend like you haven’t known him your entire life?”

“I can’t because I haven’t known him my entire life,” you countered. “And even if I did, I don’t want to. Why should I? He’s pretending like we don’t have feelings for each other, so why can I pretend like he’s just a co-worker?” Sebastian sighed. “It’s not like he cares anyway,” you muttered bitterly, “he’s too busy with his new girlfriend.”

“If he doesn’t care, he wouldn’t be constantly asking me about you.” He told you and you felt your heart skip a beat. “Y/N, he hates not talking to you. He hates that you’re spending more time with me than you are with him. He hates-”

“He hates not telling me the truth,” you finished for him. “Chris can’t admit that he likes me, Sebastian. Maybe I sound incredibly conceited, but I know he’s in-love with me. I know because- I am not an idiot. You’re not either, and neither is anyone else in the cast that’s why everyone was so surprised when he brought that girl to drinks. So no, I’m not going to pretend like I’m okay with just being friends because I’m not.”

“Then tell him that.”

“And be a home wrecker?” You scoffed. “No thanks. I don’t get involved with the involved, and I am done trying to get involved with Chris. If he’s so happy with Amber or Amy or- whatever her name is, then good for him. I hope he gets everything he dreams of with her and they live happily ever after. Despite everything,” you sighed with a heavy hearted smile, “I still want nothing but happiness for him. But that doesn’t mean I want to be there to watch it unfold,” you interrupted before Sebastian could say “he’s not going to be happy without his best friend;” he sighed. “I’m just too in-love with him to do that,” you admitted softly, fiddling with your sleeves. “I know I’m being selfish, but I can’t do it.”

“You’re not being selfish,” he assured you.

“Debatable,” you shrugged. “Will you take me to dinner now?”

“Yeah I’ll take you to dinner,” he smiled, getting up off the couch.

“You’re the best, Bas,” you grinned, jumping to your feet as well.

As soon as the footsteps started to approach the door Chris was standing in front of, his eyes widened and he squeezed himself into the small space between Sebastian’s and Anthony’s trailers. He didn’t want you to know that he’d heard everything you’d said to Sebastian, even if he didn’t mean for it to happen. He was coming to ask if Sebastian wanted to join him, Anthony, and Jeremy for drinks. He had no idea you’d be in there, he’d heard you were with Elizabeth. His heart wrench at your confession, and it continued to ache when he heard your voice exiting the trailer.

“Seb, do you think we can sneak a slice of pizza?”

“I think you need to stop being such a bad influence.”

Chris only emerged from the shadows after the two of you walk past, sighing as he watched you walk off with Sebastian. He couldn’t believe how stupid he was, how he’d been so blind. He was in-love with you too, he’d just been friends with you too long to realize what he was feeling was love. What was he doing? Why was he wasting his time with someone else when the girl he could easily marry and have kids with was right in front of him? He needed to fix it and he needed to fix it now, before you moved on with someone else. You weren’t going to be on a set full of married men and guys in relationships forever. If Chris didn’t get a move on, he was definitely going to lose you.

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