sitting at a table with my boss

anonymous asked:

Oh my god! That story with SI employees and the Rouge Avengers! I can't stop laughing! Please make that a fic someday! I literally laughed for a good five minutes! You are amazing!

Lmao they finally get sat down at the conference table and they’re juuuust about to begin speaking when Friday says, “Boss, there’s a problem.”

“OH MY GOD!” Steve shouts, nearing the end of his rope.

Tony sighs. “Yes, Friday, what is it?”

“You appear to be sitting with people that have caused you and yours physical harm in the past,” Friday began pleasantly. “It is in my code to protect you.”

“What,” Tony says and then, “Friday,” and then, “No–”

“I am releasing the Battle Bots,” Friday says pleasantly, and then there was a klaxon.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” Tony says, standing. “Fucking book it.

Steve, Sam, Wanda, and Clint hesitate. Natasha is on her feet and out the door almost before he finishes speaking, dragging Scott behind her because just because he didn’t know Tony didn’t mean he should die.

A panel slides open in the wall and then there’s the sound of wheels on the tile.

“That… That’s Dum-E,” Steve says, confused. “Hey, buddy–”

Dum-E makes a horrible screech and bashes into him, smacking him in the head with his fire extinguisher.

“You fool,” Tony says. “Complete and utter.” He looks at Clint. “Dum-E is not the Battle Bots.”

Clint grabs Wanda’s wrist and flees as well.

“Jesus Christ,” Sam says, moving to help Steve up and get him out of the room.

Dum-E waves his fire extinguisher after them, then rolls aside so the bots coming up behind him can zoom out, lasers shining threateningly.

“Don’t hurt my employees,” Tony warns them.

They beep an affirmative before burning rubber to whiz out of the conference room.

Tony watches them go, then walks over to Dum-E and pats his chassis fondly. “Was that revenge enough for you?”

Dum-E waves his fire extinguisher and beeps happily.

Tricks (Part 1)

Request: Hello! How are you? Could I request a Joker x Reader where the he and his friends are arguing about who the most attractive/best with the ladies is and joker ends up betting he can seduce the reader. They fall in love but then reader finds out it was all a bet. Sort of a ‘10 things I hate about you’ scenario haha Thanks lovie

A/N: I COMPLETELY fell in love with this idea this is cute AS FUCK. Part 1 of ??

Pairing: Joker x reader 

Summary: Joker makes a bet he can seduce the reader but finds out he’s met his match. 

Warnings: Sexual implications? Probably swearing? Joker stuff. 

Originally posted by grysamobojcow

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EXO Mafia Reaction: Their future s/o being a spy

||| Anon asked: So if you don’t mind, could you please do EXO’s reaction to their future S/O being a spy? |||


Park Chanyeol

Originally posted by porkdo-bi

You were working under him and he had no idea until one day he overheard your conversation with your real boss.

“I need to speak to you in my office. Now.” he said, snatching your phone away and guiding you to the door.


Xiumin/Kim Minseok

Originally posted by xiaonancii96

It wasn’t your first time watching your target, waiting for the right opportunity. What you didn’t expect was for him to approach you himself.

“You should have done your research how many died while trying to spy on me.” he said sitting on the opposite side of the table.


Chen/Kim Jongdae

Originally posted by chenrrerorocher

this gif… i can’t …

You broke into his office at night not expecting for anyone to be there when he came by to check on a few things himself.

“Well what a sight and what do we have here?”


D.O/Do Kyungsoo

Originally posted by kyungsuhos

You have been tracking him down for a few weeks now, watching his every step, hoping that today he will slip up and you will get the info you needed when you lost him.

“You know it’s getting kind of annoying having you on my tail for so long. Come with me.” he said, setting his gun against your back.


Kris/Wu Yifan

Originally posted by vvu-yi-fan

Nothing slips by him. He immediately realised someone was leaking information and he traced it back to you.

“Well, well, well I certainly didn’t expect you to be such a pretty face.”


Tao/Huang Zitao

Originally posted by pocky-soo

When he found out that you were spying on him and his company in order to find out if he’s really associated with the mafia, he had to take action before you could speak.

“Well then, what should I do with you?” he asked, pinning you to a wall.


Kai/Kim Jongin

Originally posted by itjustcomesautomatic

You were about to go out when you noticed some documents missing.

“Looking for this?” he smirked, coming into the room and locking the door. 


Byun Baekhyun

Originally posted by captivatesme

You knew he was keeping some valuable info on himself, so you sneaked into his house at night to try and steal it. He grabbed you before you could even approach him.

“Darling, you should know that I sleep with my one eye open. You can’t get anything from me that easily.”


Luhan

Originally posted by meiren-menglu

He caught you sneaking around in his company and blocked the way with his body.

“Are you lost little kitten? Can I help you with anything?

 

Lay/Zhang Yixing

Originally posted by baekhyuntella

He noticed there was something suspicious about you, they way you moved, how many questions you asked looking around the building.

“I think we should discuss this further. In private.”


Suho/Kim Junmyeon

Originally posted by oohsehunnies

You decided to take the risk and infiltrated his work, quickly going up the ranks, even becoming his assistant. You thought everything was going exactly as you planned but he had other things in mind.

“How do you like your position? I must admit it, you’re so intriguing it’s getting harder by the day to get rid of you.”


Oh Sehun

Originally posted by khunwufan

You were a spy since you were young but you definitely didn’t expect to be the one spied on.

“How long are you going to hide in the shadows? If you want something from me, come and get it.” he said, dragging you out of your hiding spot.


A/N: As I wrote this, I realised that a lot of these would turn out into pretty good scenarios, maybe I should write some of them someday… ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

it’s friday afternoon and they’re not going out later, not going to any party. they’re back at isak’s place after school and getting changed into something more comfortable, even picking something from one of isak’s drawers. and when isak takes his shirt off, even calls him “hey, isak!” and isak looks up and even pokes his belly button and isak jerks back, half gasping, half laughing and he says “oh, really?” and even wiggles his eyebrows and tries to reach for his belly button again, but this time isak is quick to make a step back, and another one when even tries to reach him again, and he asks “is this war?” and even shrugs, an amused smile on his face and he replies “maybe”. and that’s how even ends up capturing isak with his arms just a minuter later, that’s how they end up on isak’s bed, that’s how they end up kissing and laughing and kissing again 

after a little while, even asks isak “i haven’t seen eskild in a bit, what’s up with that?” and isak tells him “oh, yeah. one of his co-worker has been sick this week or something so he had to fill in for him. he’s like, been working non-stop” and even seems to think for a second before he says “i think we should do something nice for him. like, food and clean up a little? what do you think?” and isak looks up at him, his chin resting on even’s chest, a small smile across his lips and he says “you know you’re like the best person i know?” and he means it, from the bottom of his heart 

“i think eskild became a vegetarian a few weeks ago, so we have to make something without meat. pasta?” even lets out a chuckle, tells isak “we’re not making pasta isak, that’s all you guys eat around here” and isak replies “that’s not true!” and then he also lets out a chuckle, adds “i mean, it’s a little true.” even opens the fridge and looks around. “hmm, you know, once i had this tofu stir-fry with veggies, it was goooood” and isak says “sounds fancy. i trust your judgment” and even gives him a peck on the cheek, replies “you better”. and then they go to the grocery store, because there’s no tofu in the fridge, and the only vegetable they have is half a head of broccoli. isak puts a bag of chips and a bag of sweets in the cart, says “i mean, eskild loves chips and candies. plus, they’re vegetarian” and evens laughs and shakes his head. “i’m sure eskild will appreciate the thought” 

and so they make the stir fry. isak cuts the vegetables and the tofu into cubes, poking at the tofu, a questioning look on his face and he says “i’ve never had tofu before” and even tells him “it can be really yummy when cooked right.” even starts cooking, tosses the food around in the pan a couple of times, like he’s done this hundreds of times. when the food is done, he grads a fork, picks a piece of tofu and red pepper, gently blows on it and brings it to isak’s mouth. and isak eats the bite and nods in approval. “’ery ‘ood”. and then they quickly do the dishes, and at some point isak places his wet and slightly cold hand under even’s shirt, on the small of his back, and even starts a little in surprise, and isak tells him teasingly “revenge for earlier”

they put three plates on the table, the pan in the middle, and eskild arrives soon later, they hear him open the door. they also hear him walk toward the kitchen and say “oh wow, it smells good in here” and when eskild peaks his head into the kitchen, isak exclaim “tadaaa!” gesturing toward the table with his arms extended wide. and eskild simply stands there, and it takes him a second before he says “oh my god, you made this?” and isak tells him “well, even made this” and even wraps his arm around isak’s waist, says “isak totally helped me, it was teamwork”. and eskild looks a little tired but his smile is totally sincere and then he walks toward them, wraps an arm around each of them and they both hug him back and eskild sighs and says “you boys are the best” and isak tells him “well, you’re pretty great, too” and eskild ruffles his hair as he says “well thank you, baby jesus”

and they all sit and eat diner, and isak and even are holding hands on the table as eskild tells them about his day, about this cute guy he met at work and his annoying boss. he asks them about their week, says “i feel like i haven’t seen you guys in a week. i mean, i think i literally haven’t seen you guys in a week” and he lets out a little laugh and yawns. after a short while he ends up looking at his watch and saying “i think my wild and young days are over, i’m going to go to bed at nine on a friday night” he stands up and stretches out his limbs, and then gives each of them a long kiss on the cheek, says “thank you, thank you again. appreciate this a lot, boys” and isak laughs and wipes his cheek, says “you’re welcome, eskild, good night, sleep well”. and when eskild goes to his room, isak takes even’s hand and brings it to his face, plants little kisses on his palm and on each of his fingers, asks “dishes, then movie in my room?” and even smiles and nods, repeats “dishes, then movie in your room”

The CEO

Hello, everyone. It’s been a while since I last posted anything. I’ve been working on the story for several weeks, but I wouldn’t finish it without my dear petal, @little-black-dress-24. It all happened thanks to your idea, your patience with me constantly tormenting you to read this stuff. So, huge thank you, E. And E, I’m really sorry for my dramatic, aesthetic, perfectionist ass. Luv yeh. xx

I hope you will enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Feel free to comment, share or at least like, if you fancy my work. 

Harry is a lawyer and he is faced with the challenge of cooperating with his new boss. The boss turns out to be a beautiful woman. 
Word count: 9,500-ish



You were sitting in a comfortable armchair with a cappuccino in a white coffee cup, right in front of you on a coffee table. You took a deeper breath from time to time to relax your tense body. You weren’t scared but you were nervous, in a good way. Finally, you achieved one of your career goals. You applied for your dream job in one of the best prospering law companies in the UK. You were determined to achieve your goal and so it happened. You were the first and the youngest woman to become a CEO in the company.

It was your first day and you were waiting for one of the Board Members to officially introduce you to the team. Your head was full of ideas on how to expand and develop the company. You were very excited about the job to a point where you couldn’t sleep at night because you were so full of energy and excitement for the new things to come.

You looked at a golden chain watch on your wrist and realised you should have been called inside about 10 minutes ago. You were tapping your fingers on your knees in excitement when you heard a man shouting in the office you were about to enter in the next couple of minutes.

‘You promised me this job and you lied to me, John! You know very well that it’s me who should have been given this job, I worked my ass off and I deserve it!’ you heard.

Hearing this, you felt an uncomfortable cramp in your stomach and a wide smile disappeared from your face immediately. Is someone getting fired because you got this job? That certainly wasn’t a good start, you thought. Several seconds later, the door to the office opened with force and a man stormed out from the inside. He was tall, very lean, dressed in a tailor-made navy-blue suit, white shirt and a black tie. His face was furious; eyebrows frowned, lips pursed in anger. When he noticed you sitting next to the door, his eyes lingered on you for several seconds as he was walking by, like he was examining you, wondering who you might be. Then he laughed sarcastically, spitting a silent ‘Obviously…’ under his nose. He disappeared behind the door and you were called in by Mr. Stevens as it was your turn to meet in his office.

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I'm The Boss

Request: I was thinking of a jerome x reader. Like maybe you’re part of the Maniax with him and you get in an argument with him during a job that gets a little rough. Maybe he pushes you against a wall or something? Maybe an “i’ll deal with you later” and so on and so forth. Sorry it’s so short!! I was having some blocking!! ——–

I hop down the steps and open the door to the jumping into my seat with excitement running through my veins. “Someone’s cheer.” Jerome says in the driver’s seat. “Well why wouldn’t I be? King and Queen of Gotham! What could be better?” I laugh kissing Jerome on the cheek. “I think I’m going to be sick.” Greenwood says rolling his eyes. “Oh don’t be jealous. She’s not as sweet as her blood smells.” Greenwood smirks and bites at me. “Don’t tempt me lover boy.”

As the team rolls along I look outside the window. “Where are we even going?” I ask resting my head back. “A rich kids birthday party.” Aaron says in his monotone voice. “Ah. So scare, rob, then kill. Got it.” Jerome looks over at me with a glare. “You don’t make the plan. I do.” I shrug my shoulders and roll my eyes.

We pull up to a big building and I can already hear the children’s laughter and the parents gossip. I reach to open the door and stride in, but Jerome pushes me out of the way and steps in front of me.

We near the room filled with people and once the doors are open the sound soon becomes quiet. You could hear a needle drop in that place. “Well that’s a good response!” I say laughing. And walking over to get a cupcake.

Jerome slaps the treat out of my hand and turns to the people. “Hello! One and all! Small and old! I assure you all… This will be a party you won’t forget!” He laughs and the people start to panic trying to get out.

I climb onto a table and shoot my gun in the air. “HEY! EVERYONE SIT DOWN! EVERYTHING OF VALUE ON THE TABLE!” Slowly they all listen and place their money and jewelry on the white clothed tables. I giggle and go collect the prizes.

As I reach for a stack of money a hand wraps around my neck and I’m slammed into a wall. I look up to see Jerome. He glares at me and leans close. “I’m the boss. You don’t call the shots. I do! Got it?” I nod a little scared. He’s never acted this way to me before.

I shove his arm off me and walk away. I hear his laughter behind me and I turn to look at him shaking his head. “You’re going to get it later doll. Just you wait.”

Originally posted by savagepatchkidzzz

anonymous asked:

Hey 😊 I just sent a jealous Bucky request where the Reader loves him but thinks she isn't good enough so tries to move on with someone else and Bucky gets super jealous but I don't know if it sent or not? Thanks x

Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Fandom: MCU
Warnings: Smut, a bit of swearing

A/N: thanks for sending it again, love, I didn’t get it before! Anyways, I honestly could’ve written 20 more pages on this prompt lol. you didn’t specifically ask for smut, but I couldn’t help myself. Hope you like this, hun!

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“Hey (Y/L/N). Your Avenger boyfriend is waiting for you,” your boss of the coffee shop said.

You turned around and saw Bucky sitting at the table in the back, waving his hand in a small motion.

“He’s not my boyfriend,” you mumbled while taking off the apron and then making your way over to him.

You wish he was. You wished for it every single day. 

“Is everything alright? Were we supposed to meet?”

“Yeah, everything’s okay. There is this event at the compound tonight and to be honest, I’m not even sure for what, but Tony said I could bring someone and I’d like you to be that someone.”

You smiled. The fact that he thought of you made you incredibly happy.

“Of course. I’d love to.”

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Skam week. Part 17

Idea explained here.

You can find all the parts here.

Thursday 11:28am

One less problem, two more to go.

Her problem with the girls seemed a lot easier to resolve than the other one, the one with him-who-shall-not-be-named.

It’s not like she could wait any longer to talk to them anyway ‘cause the bus meeting was starting in two minutes and she needed to be there.

She took the paper she had spent the whole night redacting from her bag and approached the table where the girls were sitting outside. All them were already there, even Noora. As always the laughs stopped when she got to the table

“Sana, finally. I was starting to think that you were not going to come” Sara said

“Next time it’ll be nice if you arrived sooner” Vilde added smiling

“Oh don’t worry Vilde, there won’t be a next time” Sana said handing the paper to Sara “This is my formal resignation as bus boss”

Sara took the paper from Sana’s hands confused and started to read it. Vilde looked over Sara’s shoulder trying to see if what Sana was saying was true. The rest of the girls, her girls, Eva, Chris and Noora just looked at Sana frowning.

“What is this?” Sara asked acting like she was hurt to see Sana resigning.

“I just told you, I won’t be the bus boss anymore. In fact, I won’t be in the bus anymore. I don’t think I really fit in with you girls” Sana said smiling sarcastically

“Well, I guess it was doomed to happen then, I just hope we didn’t make anything to make you feel uncomfortable” Sara said faking a smile.

“Oh Sara, don’t act like you didn’t see this coming. You got what you wanted. I’m out of the bus, it’s all yours”

Sana…I don’t think you’re being fair with Sara” Vilde said

“Vilde, believe me, you really don’t want to talk to me right now” Sana warned her

“But Sana…why are you leaving?” Eva asked

“Because they were going to throw me out of the bus anyway!” Sana said desperate

It hurts me that you would think that of me…” Sara said acting innocent.

“Drop the act Sara. I heard two of your minions saying that you weren’t going to allow me on the bus ‘cause you own it and I don’t have any right to be there. A piece of advice? Tell your friends to check the bathroom stalls before actually talking shit about people”

Sara’s smiled faded and squinted at her knowing that she had been caught. Eva, Chris, Noora and Vilde turned to her confused and expecting her to explain.

“I’m sure you misunderstood it, there’s no way that’s true, right Sara?” Vilde asked

“Does it matter, though? She’s leaving willingly, I’m not forcing her” Sara said

“You thought I was going to wait for you to tell me to go? You really don’t know me” Sana said

Girl, that’s not cool” Chris told Sara

“So you really are a psycho, huh? How could you act all innocent and then betray Sana?” Noora stood up and faced Sara

“Noora, I don’t need you to defend me” Sana said bitterly earning a hurt and confused look from Noora.

Maybe she wasn’t being fair to her, but she couldn’t bear the thought of Noora being a good friend to her, not now.

“In fact, I don’t need anyone to defend me. I’m the one who’s not allowed on the bus so I’m the one who’s leaving. You all can stay and have fun”

“Sana…” Vilde whispered

“You know what? I do have one more thing to say before leaving. It’s another advice, now it’s for you Vilde. When you are friends with someone you’re not supposed to talk shit about them or their family behind their backs. I just thought you should know that, if you intend to have real friends anytime soon”

And with that Sana just turned around and left, leaving 24 speechless girls behind.

-x-

*insert badass song as Sana leaves

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The Other Woman (Part 7)

Pairing: Jensen x Reader, A tiny hint of Jared x Reader

Word Count: 2695

Summary: You’ve always been a good girl. You did as you were told. But how did you end up as the other woman?

A/N: 2 chapters in a week? Unbelievable! Hooooooo boy. I can’t believe how much love this series is receiving.As always, thank you for your patience and your feedbacks are always loved. 

MASTERLIST

Megan Padalecki was not at all how you would have pictured Jared’s little sister. You weren’t sure what you expected, but it wasn’t what came bursting forth your front door. Charlie was immediately up from her seat on the sofa situated in front of the fireplace. She had been reading but the sudden intrusion into your house was enough to have her flying across the room.

“You ought to check if your front door is locked next time,” Charlie muttered under her breath.

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Save Me

[ Mafia AU ] 

Growing up you were thought of nothing more than a pretty face. Your only aspirations were chosen for you. Your job would be to become a token. You were the only daughter of a mafia boss.

You were to marry someone of your father’s choosing because after his death it would be up to you and your husband to continue his work. The only problem was you already had a boyfriend.

Kim Young Woo, he was an extremely handsome and capable man. He had money, power, and the leadership that allowed him to command a group even larger than that of your fathers.

To be exact… he was your father’s rival.

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I Got A Promotion!!!!!!

I stopped by my office building this morning to collect some files when my boss called me into his office. I apprehensively walked into his office where I noticed the other partners were all seated around his glass table bearing warm smiles on their face.

Indya: Good Morning Mr. Goldenblatt, Mr. Platt & Mr. Colethrust.

Mr. Goldenblatt: Good Morning Miss Jenae, please have a seat.

*sits as Mr. Goldenblatt begins to speak*

Mr. G: We’ve been looking at your work performance Indya and we’re pleasantly satisfied, so much so that we’ve decided to offer you a promotion to Vice President of Communications at Goldenblatt & Associates, you’re going to be working out of the California offices if you choose to accept.

Indya: Oh my goodness! I’m honored & humbled at your decision, I thought I was in some sort of trouble as I walked in.

Mr. G: Oh no, nothing of the sort. The conditions of your promotion are as follows; an immediate increase of pay, housing, travel and leisure allowances and of course a company vehicle of your choice as well as a driver. 

Indya: Wow! Mr. Goldenblatt I don’t know what to say that’s quite an offer.

Mr. Pratt: We’re hoping you would yes.

Indya: Of course I accept your offer!! On one condition I get to choose and purchase my own home.

*they all nod and the room fills with applause*

Mr. Colethrust: Congratulations Indya and welcome to the Big League!

I’M MOVING TO CALI!! I’m too hype lol 

anonymous asked:

I worked at a restaurant when I was 16. I remember finishing cleaning one table when my boss calls me over to clean another table where a customer is sitting because there was salt on it. I walk over there and he has the grumpiest look on his face. I smile at him and start to wipe off his table. He glared at me and said "why do you have that stupid smile on your face?" I didn't say anything. As I walked away, he said "smug bitch" Also, turns out he didn't even tip his waiter. Fucking asshole.

Building Bridges - Michael Gray

- Anything with Michael preferably with some sexy time
- Something smutty with Michael please! Maybe where you guys get drunk and end up hooking up?
-27 for Michael please!  (“No. Regrets.”)

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It’s no secret that Michael and I clash. My dislike for him is rooted in the fact I can see in his eyes that he wants to be like Tommy, and I don’t particularly like Tommy. I mean, I respect him, but I don’t like him, so I’m definitely not going to like a second rate copy of him.

Michael’s dislike for me is rooted in the fact he knows I don’t like him. That and the fact I’m a “gobby cow”… His words.

That’s how it started any way, but now Michael’s developed into his own - there’s still a little too much imitating Tommy for me to like him - and I can’t deny his ambition and drive is impressive. And he’s learnt to appreciate my confidence and honesty. Although we’d never admit it, we’ve both started to respect each other a little bit.

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Late Night Working*

WARNING: Imagine might contain mature material so read with your own risk! No need to come say to me that I didn’t warned you

Posted on Instagram: 9th of March, 2017

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Y/N’s POV:

It was Friday and everyone started leave beside me. I sat patiently behind my desk because I knew that if I stood up there, my boss would run there in 5 seconds with a high pile of new papers to sign.

It had been that since the day one. Every Friday overtime working. I was always the last who left that building. He didn’t let me go before those works would be done which he gave to me and I didn’t have enough strenght to fight back. It could mean in the worst option to getting fired and that was the last thing I wanted.

I had given up days ago already because I knew that I couldn’t ever sneak away without that he would notice that. It felt like he would have put some cameras in my office where he saw when I finished my works and then appears with new ones.

I had searched all painting and even plant pots but I have found nothing but I still had a strong feeling of that he stalked me. It wasn’t normal at all. If he didn’t have cameras, then he must have something of skills to sense people.

I had ever believed on things like that. They felt stupid but now I had started to think about that those things might be possible. But whatever, he was doing, freaked me out.

So I just sat there in my office and looked how minutes passed. When I moved my hand over my bag, I heard how the door opened and my boss walked in with two folders.

“I know that it’s Friday but could you please check out these before you leave, I should post them tonight at the latest” he mumbled. Yeah, a nice notice but why those words are like an air for me nowadays. Why they sound so familiar, I thought and rolled my eyes.

“Ms. Y/L/N! When you have finished your work, we should really talk about few things” I heard my boss say to me and then I realized that I might have slipped out of thoughts from my head. My thoughts weren’t just thoughts anymore when someone heard them. I blushed so hard.

I sat back behind my desk and started go through the papers. It took maybe 20 minutes before I was ready and took the paper pile on my arms, which had got a half lower than what it was when my boss brought it to me.

I knocked the door of my boss office polutely and heard his low voice told me come in. “Everything ready?” he asked and I nodded before I put the pile on gis table. “Yes, sir. Everything is ready and now I’d be ready to talk with you like you wanted”

I tried cover my earlier acting with professional side of me. “Good, please sit down, Ms. Y/L/N” he told and nodded over the chair in front of him. A long silence landed between us before he took his gaze of the newspaper which he had read.

“So Y/N, you have been working here a while now. How have you fit in so far?” he started familiarly. “Fine, I mean people here have been really kind and helpful” I smiled to him. “And I have really enjoyed working here” I added still. He nodded back and smiled.

“That’s great to hear, Ms. Y/L/N..” he mumbled and put the paper pile a side from his table. He fixed his eyeglasses and looked me. “.. because it has been great for me too to follow how hard you’re working. We have been looking for long-time workers like you, and finally we found one”

His words made me feel proud. “And if you promise to not tell anyone, you’re also pleasure to eyes” he said quieter. I blushed and didn’t know what to say. I looked down and bit my lip.

“It start be late, sir. I should be going home. There’s my parents coming to my place to eat a dinner later” I told to him and tried give him a hint to let me go. Air between us had started get more tensed after every minute I spent there in his office.

“What time are they coming?” I asked and I looked the clock on my wrist. “6pm” I mumbled. It was 3:45pm now. “Well then there’s still so a lot of time left” he smiled. So that maybe meant that he wanted still continue our conversation.

I tried hide my frustration with fake smile and sat back down on the chair. “You’re right, and actually I have everything ready in my fridge so I have to just put them in the oven before they come” He just nodded softly.

His eyes never left me, and after couple minutes it started already freak me out. “Sooo… ” I tried start the conversation again but nothing smart came out of my mouth. “Y/N, listen to me. Have you ever dreamed about being a boss of a big company?”

His sudden question make me full of energy again. “Well, who wouldn’t. I mean that might be everyone’s dream when they start work somewhere, being higher than others one day” I chuckled. “Not really, Ms. Y/L/N” he grinned and made me blush and mumble that ‘oh’ back.

I had embarrassed myself once again in front of him. “But it’s glad to hear that you have thought about that option and that you have big enough dreams to reach” he continued and stood up from his chair.

He walked other side of his table, behind me and let his hands land over my shoulders which made me shiver. “I have always liked that feature in my workers, ambition” his words danced in my ears like little raindrops which land on some hard surface.

“But do you know, what other feature I appreciate on them?” he asked and made me shook my head. “Obedience” he whispered and now his mouth was just maybe millimeters away from me, I could tell even I didn’t look behind myself. I couldn’t do it.

My breath quiver when I breathed out. He chuckled and stepped further of me. “I should go.. ” I said. I couldn’t be around him any second anymore or I couldn’t probably contain myself. My hormones rushed inside me like a crazy and I didn’t like that feeling. It was wrong to feel that way, but my body didn’t seemly care about that fact.

“It had taken just 10 minutes, Ms. Y/L/N” Mr. Bieber said and nodded over the clock which laid on the wall. “I know but I just remember that I have to go to buy a few things still to our lunch” I lied and tried stand up from the chair but he pushed me back gently.

“No, I can drive you there so it won’t take so long then” he told and moved stand in front of me. “Now, where we were… oh yeah, I was telling you about those features” he grinned. He seemly enjoyed that position more than he probably should have.

He was teasing me slowly with his words, or then it was just my head which gave new meanings to those innocent sounding sentences. Or was he doing that all on purpose? No, he couldn’t do that, I thought. On that moment, I woke up from my thoughts when I heard my boss talk again.

“What are you thinking about? You look like so absent. Is something wrong?” he asked with worried tone. Yeah, actually yes. I was sitting in my boss’ office and I didn’t know, why he asked me there in the end, and my mind was racing too wild right now that even the record of speed of light would soon get beaten.

However, those things stood just inside my head and I just shook my head for him. “I’m fine, sir” His left hand moved under my chin and he made me look at him straight on his deep brown eyes. “Is that so? I think that you’re lying to me right now, Ms. Y/L/N”

I couldn’t anything to myself that this setting somehow turned me on. I had always find attraction over dominant men. I smirked lightly to him even that wasn’t part of my first plan. He raised his eyebrows asking.

“Would you like to tell me now what was really on your mind?” “Those things might not be sober in this surroundings or time” I said quietly back. “Well, work time is already over and you’re actually free now so I don’t find any reason to not tell about them. We’re just normal people when we’re off the work” he said calmly.

He was totally right. We weren’t on the work anymore. I had stood here because of my own want. There were no chains over my shoulders to keep me in this place, it was my own want.

I looked him while he still waits for my answer. “I just thought about that, do you do all these things on purpose when I’m around? I mean keep me overtime here so you could see me more and so on, because it feels like that at least” He smirked to my question, it was enough for me already as answer. Seemly my all suspects had been right.

Justin’s POV:

“I already knew that you’re a really smart young woman but I didn’t know that you would be this smart” I chuckled to Y/N. “Damn, seemly you caught me, but my purpose wasn’t bad just know that… I just-” I mumbled and scratched back of my neck while I tried find right words.

“I just- like I said, you have also other sides which I admire on you. I could nothing to myself. I didn-” I couldn’t finish my words before she said back: “It’s okay” She stood up from her chair and I stepped further from her.

Maybe this was the good time to let her leave finally, I thought, but for my surprise she sat over my big table. “Since we’re not at work anymore, it’s maybe safe to say now, that you haven’t been the only who has enjoyed that little game of yours” I turned around and looked her a bit confused.

“What?” she giggled and moved her hand over my chest. “Nothing… I just-” I mumbled and followed how her hand started move against my toned chest. It felt good to be honest. “Didn’t expected that, huh? Well it felt weird for me too first but well here we’re now” she giggled.

Her giggles were maybe the favorite sound of hers for me so far, but I had a feeling that one sound would sound even better to me. She moaning my name in that little office and over that big table of mine. I wanted her more than I had ever wanted so far.

I moved closer to her so our lips were just few centimeters away each other’s. “I’m glad that you told that to me, Ms. Y/L/N” I mumbled and peaked her lips softly. She looked so uncertain in front of me now, and somehow it turned me on even more. However, I could tell that she wait for more and I was ready to give her that.

I stepped closer to her and pressed my lips against hers. My hand moved behind her back and started search the zipper to her dress. After a moment searching I found it and pulled it down. She giggled between the kiss when my cool fingers ran down her bare back. I smiled back and pushed her dress off her shoulders.

“This is so wrong” she whispered but didn’t show a move to stopping. She opened my tie and dropped it on the floor, before she started open my white shirt. I took off my black jacket and put it over the back of the closest chair. When she was ready with my shirt I pulled it off too.

Y/N jumped off the table. Just on that moment I realized how beautiful she actually looked there. Of course, I had noticed that earlier too but on this lighting, she looked like a goddess.

She let her dress fall on her feet before she stepped off it. Her lips touched my bare chest and it sent chills all over my body. I cursed myself lowly when I noticed how she moved millimeter by millimeter lower against my body. Kiss by kiss she reached my crotch and a big smirk spread on her lips.

I had to pinch myself so I would be sure that I wasn’t dreaming. When I looked down again, she was still there. I wasn’t dreaming, I thought. Y/N opened slowly my belt and the zipper of my jeans before she pulled my jeans on my knees.

“Someone is a bit excited” she bit her lip when she looked at me. “You don’t even know how long I have dreamed about this” I slipped out of my mouth. She chuckled and grabbed my boxers gently. A light moan slipped out of my mouth without thinking.

“Stop teasing, Y/N” I hissed but she didn’t show any move to fasten her moves. “Patience” she whispered before she pulled my boxers fully off. I had closed my eyes before that. I wanted feel it all, but for my surprise her touch was gone after that. I opened my eyes but didn’t see her anywhere.

Damn, she seemly tricked me and bad, I thought and shook my head. There I was now standing middle off my office, my jeans and boxers on my knees with a boner. I was ready to leave but then I heard a cough behind my table.

I turned around and noticed Y/N, who was sitting on my chair smirking just her lingerie on. “Did you already think that I left?” she asked. I chuckled and walked over her. “No, I was just thinking what should I do with you, but sadly I don’t have anything of those things with me which I would need” I told her. She raised her eyebrows and turned the chair, so we were now facing each other.

“Sad” she mumbled and played with the gold chain which hang on my neck. “It would have been interesting to see what you would have been ready to do to me but I try manage” she acted hurt but I knew that she wasn’t ready to leave yet.

We switched places so I was sitting on the chair now. “Take those off” I nodded the rest of her clothes. She nodded and opened her bra and threw when on the floor next to her other clothes. After a few second followed her panties. “What’s next, sir?” she bit her lip.

I liked that way, she still kept that 'sir’ in the game. It gave this moment more tension and a little taste of danger. “Come here” I told her come stand in front of me. “There’s an hour and half left, is that enough to you?” I mumbled and looked the clock on the wall. She nodded quickly and I pulled her even closer to me.

“I can drive you home after that because I’m pretty sure that you can’t walk there by yourself after we have finished” I smirked. She moaned softly back and looked me in the eyes. “You ready?” I asked and she nodded back quickly.

She sat on my lap slowly and let out louder whimper when I filled her. She started move slowly on my lap up and down, increasing her speed. My hands moved on her hips and I helped her move faster. “Yes, just like that” I groaned low to her and gave a kiss to her which last more than I expected.

“Why didn’t we do that sooner… damn you, I wouldn’t have mind at all if you come to my office without those papers once and just lay me on that little table of mine… ” she talked to me breathless. Her dirty talks turned on me even more if it was even possible.

“Well, like you said earlier. This is in the end wrong, we shouldn’t do this… but I have always liked too much breaking rules” I chuckled and pushed her off me without warning.

However, I didn’t give her time to complain against my sudden action, but I pushed her against my table and pushed myself back inside her. Her moans filled the whole room and I prayed the god in my mind that everyone else would have left the building already, or we would be in big trouble.

“Justin, please” she cried out and looked me over her shoulder. “Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you” I mumbled to her ear and slapped her ass gently. I couldn’t just stop myself doing that anymore. Her ass was like a magnet which beg the other half, my hand. “Let me cum” she whispered.

I fastened my pace and pulled her hands behind her back. “Not yet” I murmed and let my eyes close. “Not yet, Y/N. I know you can take it still” I half mumbled myself to her. She let out frustrated groan but obeyed me still.

I continued pounding her still a couple minutes before I gave her a permission to come, and let’s say that she like really came. She squirted all over my table but I didn’t care about the mess. I was some kind of proud of that mess.

I pulled myself off her and kissed her cheek before I took a couple tissues from the drawer of my table. I handed one for her and took another to myself. “It’s 5:30pm, we should probably leave if you don’t wanna be late from your lunch” I mumbled and she looked me before she nodded.

We dressed up and I helped her out of the building to my car. I drove her home like I promised. The car ride was silent but when I stopped the car in front of her house, she opened her mouth.

“Thank you” she mumbled and kissed my cheek. “I had… fun” she blushed. “Maybe we should do that again sometime then” I grinned and it made her blush even more. “I think that we can avoid that” she said before she stepped out of the car.

I stood there still inside my car and followed how she walked in front of the door of her house and opened it. The light hit against her again just perfect. She looked beautiful. I got still a quick smile from her before she stepped inside her home. I smiled back. I couldn’t wait to see her on Monday again.

Don't waste my time when I'm tired

I’m the youngest person working in the finance department of a company. Last Friday, I was running on empty after 55+ hour week and enough caffeine to kill a small child, and was about to go home for the weekend. As I grab my things, my older coworker runs up to me frantically asking if I can help her with her excel spreadsheet because she has a report due TODAY and she doesn’t know how to do what needs to be done. Me being the nice guy that I am, I walk back and sit down with her.

About an hour and a half later, what had started as me showing her how to do things had ended with me finishing her spreadsheet for her. I save the file and tell her she can run the report and turn it in.

“Oh, Jesze_, this report isn’t due for two weeks. Thanks for staying late today so I can turn it in early and look like a great employee even though I’m not at all!” I might’ve paraphrased a bit but that’s beside the point.

After she left, I got a fantastic idea to be petty. This particular coworker is the one in the office that claims one of the tables in the lunch room as her own, and she does needlessly large puzzles on them. I’m talking 1000+ pieces. On my way out of the building, I stopped by her table and took a puzzle piece that goes right in the middle of one of her puzzles. Today, exactly one week later, I walk into the lunch room and see her tearing the place apart looking for this puzzle piece. It’s currently sitting on top of some old food in my trash can at home.

Edit: she wasn’t stealing my work and claiming it as her own. I made sure my boss knew I was helping her with it. She just wasted my time and pushed my weekend back further.

Helping Hand (Part 2)

(Namjoon’s embarrassing encounter with you ends up making for an exciting first date.)

Warning: Masturbation, exhibitionism

It was 3:15pm.  Namjoon had left your apartment about 10 minutes earlier.  

An hour ago, you had never even considered dating Namjoon.  But right now you were prancing about your apartment like a giddy school girl.  You had been on plenty of dates before, but it had been a long time since you were this excited.  When he told you he liked you, it felt like the first time you had received a boy’s confession – back when you were shocked to find out that any boy liked you, let alone one as cool as Namjoon.

You skipped to your bedroom to start thinking about what you would wear tonight.  You had less than four hours to make yourself beautiful, might as well use every minute.  As you scoured your closet to find just the right look, you heard a phone ringing in the living room.  You looked at your bedside table to see your own phone sitting there silently.

You followed the sound to find Namjoon’s phone, half hidden behind a sofa cushion.  You noticed a missed call from someone called Boss-nim.  Figuring it could be an important work call, you headed over to return the phone to as quickly as possible.  As you approached, you saw Jin coming out of the apartment and closing the door quickly behind him.  You called out to get Jin’s attention.

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crazy or just a bitch? you decide

i wasn’t originally going to submit this story because it’s kinda long but i haven’t been able to stop thinking about this lady who came into my coffee shop the other day.

so it was kinda early sunday morning and it wasn’t busy at all and this lady comes in. she’s already mumbling about something i couldn’t understand. my sister was near the register so she took her order and at first all she got was a blueberry muffin which was $3.54. she asks us to heat it up and put butter on the side. no biggie. i put it in the microwave and while i’m standing there waiting for it my sister is by the register and the lady just goes “it’s in the microwave.” my sisters like “what?” and she goes “it’s in the microwave!” my sister is just like yeah it is…

so i give it to her and she goes over to our finishing station where all the cream etc is located and all of a sudden she’s going “oh no oh no oh no” and i’m like wtf but there’s another customer so i just ignore it. then she comes up two minutes later and is like “this muffin is sour” my sister and i are just like …what..? and she insists it’s incredibly sour so we give her a new one and she passes on the microwave and butter this time. like alright. i even took a piece off of where she hadn’t touched it and it tasted perfectly fine, just like a blueberry muffin should taste like.

then she comes up like 5 minutes later and goes “i want some tea.” i point her to the tea selection on the wall and she looks at it for a second and picks one out. i give it to her in a to go cup because our for here infusers are incredibly confusing to older folk apparently. the tea is like $2.73 and she’s like “wow i sure do spend a lot of money here you better keep your doors open for a while. i’m like k. we tell her how long to let it steep for and she’s like “alright you have to let me know when it’s done” like lady i’m on so much espresso rn time isn’t real to me and i have other things to do. then she comes up asking for some milk but doesn’t want it in the tea right away (which is good because it ruins the tea) but she wants it on the side and she picks up one of our dome lids that we use for cold drinks that have whipped cream on them and says put it in here. i’m just like lADY. look at it. you can’t put liquid in here. it took her a second to get but she was like oh. so i put it in our small ceramic cups. i just give her whole milk.

she goes back to her table and then she yells across the room “what is this?? it tastes really creamy!” i’m like “whole milk…” she’s like “no.. it’s too creamy. want to see for yourself??” i just um no that’s okay. then she mutters to herself and just says she’ll drink the tea without the milk. k. then while she’s waiting for her tea she’s standing on the opposite side of the dining room just watching her tea? we’re like alright. then she sits down at one table when all of her other stuff is at another. good thing we weren’t busy because she’s taking up two four tops. then while my sister and i are making another customers order she comes up to me and says “this cup is discolored.” well she had taken the tea bags and completely dipped it into the tea, then touched the cup all over so of course the liquid is gonna stain the paper cup. then she goes and says that the inside of the cup is discolored too? i’m so fed up at this point and the other customer is looking at her like she’s crazy too and i’m just like it’s the tea man. that tends to happen when you put liquid in a paper cup. the she picks up one of our other cups and tries to tell me it’s discolored too. i don’t see it and she’s like ugh just give me a coffee. in a glass cup. i’m like whatever fine but once she went to sit back down i told my sister no more free stuff.

then she leaves all of her trash at one table and sits back down at her first table. like ugh. my boss and his daughter came in later to get some stuff before going to the airport because they were going on vacation for the week. of course we’re being friendly and joking and one of our regulars was in the shop so we’re all talking and stuff and i look over at the lady and she’s glaring at me. i just made sure to smile bigger and joke around more with my boss. she does this for the entire time he’s there and after he leaves. shortly after she rushed out in a hurry and left all her trash behind. like holy shit this lady made my day 🙄🙄🙄

anonymous asked:

What do you think Stiles and Lydia's house would be like as adults?

Okay I hate how specific my head canons for this are. 

Outdoors: 

  • Yellow house
  • Small
  • Deep red door/shutters. 
  • There’s a small backyard patio that Lydia literally makes Stiles do all the work on, so like they have a deck with a grill and a big table (bigger than their kitchen table) and Lydia sits out there grading papers and bossing Stiles around while he does literally all of the gardening and heavy lifting, 
    • He wants to hate her for it but he gets very, very nicely rewarded. 

Living Room:

  • Stiles gets to pick out the couch, that’s his one job, and Lydia builds the rest of the room around it. 
  • One of her art pieces is hanging up above the couch. Stiles does it when she’s out of town, and at first she’s mad but she grows to really like it and it actually inspires her to paint more, which it turns out is really amazing stress relief for Lydia. 
  • They have nerdy-ass throw pillows. 
    • Like, one of them has Shakespeare on it. 
    • One of them has the periodic table of elements
    • One of them has the cover of Stiles’ favorite book that his dad used to read to him when he was growing up. 
    • So on, so forth.
  • There’s candles everywhere, which they totally intend to use but once they get a dog they’re banned from lighting them because suddenly everything in the house is a fire hazard. 
  • Lydia’s got cozy blankets hidden behind the couch and she likes to wrap herself up in them when she’s got a cold. All you can see is the top of her hair and a red little nose. 
  • There’s really fancy, expensive looking art/photography books on the coffee table for guests and Stiles always puts his coffee cups on them. Which, one one hand, yay, coaster, but on the other hand Lydia payed $80 for that book when they were in Paris??? Like???
  • They have an alcohol cabinet in the living room that they rarely ever touched but Stiles keeps stocked. He always knows what people want when they come over, due to his bartending days in college, which makes him an excellent host. 

Kitchen: 

  • Pretty small
  • Stiles whines about lack of counter space frequently but then Lydia has to sit really close when he’s cooking so like. What’s the real loss, here?
  • There’s a small circular table that comfortably seats two and less-comfortably seats three. They keep saying that they’re going to get a bigger table, but they never do because they ultimately not being able to host stuff. 
  • (If they do people over, it’s in the summer, on the back patio, but other than that, their house is their space and they like it that way. They go to Scott’s for most holidays, anyways.) 
  • The fridge is covered in a collage of their lives. Postcards from Isaac, magnets from Kira, pictures of the pack members printed out and lovingly stuck on there. 
    • There’s a really nice picture of all of them together on the little table next to the front door, where they keep the mail and put their keys in the little dish next to the fake flowers, but this is where all the lovely, goofy pictures are. 
  • The window is perched over the sink, looking out into the backyard, and Stiles likes watching Lydia’s face in the morning sunlight as she washes their plates after breakfast on Saturday mornings. 

Lydia’s Office: 

  • Almost everything is white or soft blue
  • This is her sacred room, it’s very soothing to her 
  • There’s shelves and shelves of books, a desk made of black wood, and an extremely comfortable chair that goes with it. 
  • There’s pretty and simple art on the walls so that it’s not completely bare, but not nice enough art that Lydia feels distracted by it while she’s working. 
  • It’s usually very neat but also covered in stacks of paper, upon which Lydia keeps her reading glasses. (Whenever she can’t find them, they’re always in her office.) 
  • Stiles is rarely allowed to come in, and if he is in there, he has to sit on the white couch and be quiet. 
    • Same goes for the dog. 
  • It has a window seat, which is why Lydia loves it, and she’ll frequently just go read on the window seat on the days that she doesn’t have much to do. 
    • She sketches Stiles from memory on rainy days while she sits in the window seat. She is on a quest to get his nose right– feels like she can never quite capture its spirit
    • She’s A+ at drawing his mouth though, probably because she has a very intimate knowledge of it. 

Staircase

  • Light wood, no carpet. 
  • There’s black & white pictures in dark black frames leading all the way up the stairs. 
    • Lydia is very proud of the way they’re arranged. 
    • She thinks they’re very aesthetic. 
  • The stairs are lined with pictures of the most important people– Stiles’ mom and dad on their wedding day, Lydia’s mother holding baby Lydia, Scott and Stiles as little kids, Scott and Stiles as teenagers, Allison laughing and wrinkling her nose as she holds a dandelion, Malia, Kira, and Isaac posing together at a long-forgotten Christmas party, Mrs. McCall hugging Stiles around the middle at his college graduation, Stiles and Lydia and Scott at Lydia’s thesis defense, Stiles and Lydia sitting with his dad at the kitchen table on Thanksgiving, several pictures of Scott’s little girls, together and separately, and finally, at the very top, Stiles and Lydia on their wedding day, a candid that Kira had caught with her expensive camera that had somehow come out better than anything their official photographer had snapped of them. 

Bedroom

  • Their bedroom is the room of the house which had taken the most compromise. 
  • It’s a soft white color with gauzy white drapes that blow prettily in the breeze whenever the windows are open. 
    • Stiles says it reminds him of the veil in Harry Potter. 
  • There’s a very tall king sized bed with a very simple, modern bed frame and a dark headboard. 
  • The duvet is deep, dark blue. The sheets are white. The large decorative pillows that they throw over the bed are another shade of blue. 
    • Lydia loves these. Stiles hates them because it makes it harder to leap onto the bed with finesse at the end of the day. 
    • He usually ends up taking them off when he comes home from work, kicks his pants to the floor, and settles into bed to do nothing. 
  • There’s two bedside tables with matching lamps. 
    • Lydia’s bedside table always has a book on it, marked with her spot. She tries to read a little every night but for the most part does not succeed. It also has a nice candle on it and an old silver clock that was her grandmother’s, and a picture of Stiles and Scott. 
    • Stiles’ bedside table usually has money from his pockets, candy wrappers, mugs, and folders from work that Lydia is always tucking into his second drawer down in an effort to straighten up because “it’s not like you’re going to do work in bed anyways, Stiles!” 
    • It’s also got a picture of him and Lydia at the winter formal sophomore year and another one of Lydia with his dad. 
  • Stealing this from @rememberiloveyou: Lydia, for their anniversary one year, bought a huge wooden slab and painted “I love you” “I know” onto it in beautiful white brushstrokes and very fancy handwriting. It hangs right above their bed and is Stiles’ favorite part of the room. 
    • He had been begging her to let him have a Star Wars poster. This is the compromise. 
  • There’s a little chaise lounge in the corner which is supposed to be for decoration but ends up being where Stiles shoves most of his clothes when he’s too lazy to walk over to their walk-in closet and throw them in the laundry bin. 
  • Lydia’s bureau was a gift from her mother when she moved into her first apartment with Stiles and it is boss
    • Antique, enormous, with a huge, ornate mirror that is her pride and joy. 
    • It has one of those soft, cushy stools. 
    • Her makeup drawers are so organized she wants to cry. It is literally her happy place. 
  • There’s a bunch of blue rugs that stretch across the hardwood floor. Their dog likes to sleep on them. In the winter, Stiles cracks up as Lydia jumps from rug to rug to try to avoid how cold the floor is. 

And then there’s a guest room that is easily the fanciest room of the house and is Lydia’s pride and joy. Stiles didn’t give a rats ass what it looked like so she just sorta went off and made it super decorative and modern. Also, they’ve got a bathroom with a separate bathtub and shower because Lydia loves taking baths.