who hired this guy

how does harry manage to update his fashion sense with each of his eras?

2012 - sweet dorky kid who might offer to pay for your ice cream and will want to “take it slow, yeah?”

2013 - some bratty frat boy who always gets what he wants but you would still let him fuck up your life

2014 - the matured ex frat boy who left the frat when he got educated on “no means no” and “rape culture” & switched his major to art or some bullshit like that

2015 - that one guy who spends WAY too much time at record stores flipping through queen and the rolling stones commenting about how he “listened to this shit wayyy before it was fucking hipster” even tho he was born in the ‘90s

2016 - the cute new dude who your boss just hired and all the girls (and some guys) in the office have a crush on and so you try to find him on social media but he has absolutely none

2017 - intimidating as fuck guy who gets iced coffee every single morning at 7 am with some weird ass bell bottoms on but when you actually have a convo he just starts crying about how much he loves the bees and “we need to save them at all costs”

I think I took my old company down over a $240 dispute.

I’m honestly not sure if this belongs here, or in @petty-revenge-stories, but I thought you guys might get a bit of a chuckle over this.

Sorry, it’s long.

I was the lead editor for a production house. We did mostly commercials, for radio and television. Small company, but we did pretty well for the most part, but being a small company jobs overlapped, and since I know how to use Google, I also became the “IT” guy.

I worked at this production house for 8 years. Overall, I was pretty content there. I made some awesome friends, but my boss (the owner / production manager) was a real dick. He was the kind of guy who would hire people for as little money as possible, and get them to work 12-16 hour days for the fucking experience.

My boss was the kind of person who would tell you on a daily basis how great a boss he was; how effective a leader he was. Every day wasting his time and money on ridiculous meetings that literally took half a day and consisted of nothing meaningful, but a huge amount of head-inflation. He would routinely deny people any kind of monetary raise, even after years of experience, saying that the company could not afford that. All while he furnished his private office, which was an entire floor above the rest of the office space, with extravagant furniture and expensive decorations.

I could honestly make an entire post on how awful a boss / terrible a person this guy was, so after some quick reflection on how much typing I want to do today, here’s a list of the worst things he was doing on company time:

  • Drinking and driving
  • Would routinely get me to pirate software for him, including software we used to actually run the business
  • Not putting anyone on payroll, which means you are forever a “freelancer” at this company
  • Hired a company who would build an entire second story to the office without a permit
  • Somehow crossing the Canada-US border drunk and with open alcohol
  • Withholding people’s pay
  • Buying things for the office; stealing them for his home
  • No vacation time / pay
  • he expected all of us to either work through a client’s funeral, or take a couple of hours as “no pay leave”)
  • He would degrade all employees, but he was way more harsh on the female employees
  • Would literally scare people into submission
  • Micromanage everything. Blame employees for following directions.

Anyways the list goes on and on. But for the most part, non of this really affected me, until his wife started working for the company.

She was hired on after being fired elsewhere, as our accountant. She would track our hours every day, making sure to conveniently neglect any extra time we put in over weekends, or after hours. Somehow, even after working a 50-60 hour week, she would come after employees saying they were only available for 30 hour or so. Again, these were all things that never really affected me, until Christmas 2015.

I got notice two days before our Christmas paycheck, via email, that the accountant was going to take $240 or so off my regular pay, because I had left the office for two hours during the week. I calmly replied to the email that we all gotta do what we gotta do, and hopped online and started applying to editing jobs elsewhere.

I told my wife about this, and got irrationally mad about it.

Nearly instantly, I was offered a job from my current employer, which I accepted. At that point I told my wife I give my old employer a year before they close down.

We made a list, and dealt with each item to the best of our abilities.

I anonymously reported both my boss and his wife for drunk driving, as well as letting a couple of my cop buddies know about it. On my boss’ Facebook page, he was complaining about how many times he had been pulled over recently. He seems to still be driving, but at least it was an inconvenience to them.

I reported the software piracy. The pirated software was Windows, Microsoft Office, and the Adobe Creative Suite. Adobe didn’t do anything, but Microsoft took it pretty seriously, and I heard from one of my old coworkers that they didn’t fight the fines.

I also filled out form CPT1-E (I think that’s what it was called), which is designed to help employers and employees understand whether or not employees should be on payroll or not. From what I gather through the grapevine, this let to something called a forensic audit, which seems to have led to a lot of back payments or something. I’m not an accountant, and I don’t really know how all this works, but from what I understand my old employer ended up paying quite a few fines. This is all unconfirmed grapevine stuff though.

I reported locally regarding the floor that was built without a permit. More grapevine stuff, but it seems that made selling the office a little more difficult. So I’ll add that to the win pile.

So anyways, I was wrong. I told my wife it would be a year and they would be shut down. It took a year and 3 months. The company is officially closing March 31, 2017. I don’t know if any of my actions are directly responsible for the closure, but I’d like to think I at least pushed it in that direction.

Story: We’re searching for a necromancer that we have to “clean”. Out shady job givers have directed us to a tree stump 40minutes outside of Neverwinter that a long time ago served as a druid temple.The guy who hired us told us to prepare against mind control. So our Ranger promptly buys an iron bucket and walks with it over his head.

Scene: While exploring the temple we stumble upon a giant statue of Auril, goddess of winter. All of a sudden a door opens and 4 humanoids run in.

Leader of humanoids: What are you doing here?
Player 1 (Me a Wizard): We’re the cleaning crew.

At which the Ranger places his bucket on the floor and the Cleric takes her giant warhammer and pretends to soak it into the bucket and she’s scraping the floor with it.

Needles to say the humanoids where not impressed.

The maid

Characters: reader, Dean, Sam

Pairing: Dean x reader

Warnings: swearing, smut, Dom!dean, sub!reader, praise!kink, orgasm denial, oral (male and female receiving), unprotected sex

Word count: 3411

Summary: when you take up a new job as a maid at the bunker, you may have a slight crush on your boss; Dean.

A/N: happy Valentine’s Day, here some Dean smut for you beautiful people

You were running late to your job interview. It wasn’t like you weren’t prepared or didn’t leave on time, but this place was very hidden. You were in desperate need of money so you decided to go to an interview to become a maid at a bunker. You had seen the ad for the job, you didn’t have to book an interview you just had to show up between the time 3:00pm-5:30pm. It was 6:30pm and you had only just arrived outside of this bunker.

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LISTEN…. i love everything about this dialog but the part that absolutely blew my mind was just… tony wondering if ultron can still be good…… listen to me…. this is something i miss so much in both the mcu and most comics nowadays…. my son… the guy who would hire ex-convicts without looking at their records at all… the guy who would wax lyrical about the value of second chances with minimal prompting… the guy who was manipulated by villains multiple times exactly because he was so intense about Believing That People Can Get Better… the guy who fell in love with villains multiple times…. the guy who refused to kill based on the premise that everyone deserves a chance to turn themselves around… the guy who looked at the system that fostered a crime instead of condemning the criminal…. the guy who hasn’t given up on you even after you gave up on yourself… listen……. LISTEN….. MY SON……..

P L U S that delicious contextual layer of ULTRON HAS HIS BRAINWAVES SO REALLY TONY’S WORRIES ALSO TIE BACK TO THE HOPES HE HAS FOR HIMSELF AND HIS SELF-IMAGE and anyway this event is 739283629x better than the actual movie it’s based on lmao

A guest actually managed to get me fired...

… because my boss is a coward.

I usually don’t work Saturdays. But last week I did. That’s OK though because I know Saturdays have someone else at the desk. However this particular Saturday that person was not there because my boss didn’t schedule one. So there goes my security and my assistance. There goes my stress relief because he’s my favorite coworker.

So I have a full house. A full house of one ball team and the rest are a bunch of regular customers and government trainees who are accustomed to a level of comfort my small town (and my boss… former boss… doesn’t even attempt to do by hire maintenance guys who can fix things like the mold in the fitness room or buy new weights to replace the missing ones?? People steal random things). I had three (technically 4) problem children.

One was a 3rd party where it put her in a king smoking rather than a 2 queen, nonsmoking. Room 325 who was suppose to be extended a day and was not (the the technical part is the women who I checked into that room). Then the dad and son who got me fired (the dad, not his son).

There are cameras on all 3 floors. Only 2 floors work. You read that correctly.

First hiccup was the 3rd party who I had to send to another hotel on our bill. I called my boss and told him. He was cool with it but wanted to know why I didn’t call her. 1, that’s 1st shifts job but they get a pass and 2, 3rd party only gives you a name so there is no way to call (that’s where that pass comes in). 325 didn’t get extended, again 1st shift but I wasn’t there and she could be lying but she’s nice so I’m not gonna chew her out. I told my boss I’m gonna comp the room and he can look over books in the AM because I don’t have the authorization to like my title is suppose to but does not because my boss won’t put anyone (not even assistant manager) on authorization for review. He was cool with it. Didn’t even act bothered. Said that’s what he’d do.

Then the dad and his kid…

He was mad because all we had left was a study and I would not give him a price of a standard. Of all the things my boss is cool with… that’s not one of them. Like… take it out of your check not cool with it. And that was all I heard of him. For ever. Never saw them for the rest of the night.

I have always told on myself, keep that in mind. I don’t like surprising my boss and gives him the opportunity to prep for whatever goes on. Usually things that are broken that maintenance should have fixed or someone being a fucking racist in my presence.

I get a text on SUNDAY EVENING. AFTER coming into work. It’s 3 paragraphs long of condescending, passive aggressive bullshit telling me I’m fired.

So I call him.

The guy with the kid said I cursed him and screamed at him AND his kid (who has autism) so it took him all night to comfort him. If I was not fired by the time he comes back then he was going to take this to the papers.

Even though there is footage of the opposite.

So my boss fired me. Even if there is footage to show otherwise. I have rent coming up and I live paycheck to paycheck.

Understudy

My first real attempt at something. I tried to keep this as realistic as possible but let’s be real, I’ve never been backstage of a Broadway show. This is working on the prompt list I reblogged that is on my blog. Please be gentle. 

Pairing: Lin x reader

Rating: PG

Words: 2135 (holy shit)

Prompt: “I’m not pretty, I look like an ugly, dirty rat.”

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40 Years of Three’s Company: March 15th, 1977

“It’s in the consciousness, and that is great. Because we were on so long. As long as people who hire and fire don’t pigeonhole me as a guy in a sitcom with a guy and two girls, then I’m fine. I loved that character. I loved that show. It was tense for one year. But one year out of nine is not a bad ratio. I loved going to work. I loved Dave Powers and all of the great people on the crew. I loved doing rehearsals. There were certain times that I was sleepy or tired or sick, but I always knew how lucky I was. I always knew, ‘I’m having the time of my life.’ I’ve had joyous times since then, and a lot of the joyous times are because of Three’s Company, because of the popularity. So I’m no fool. I know that people know your name as the character. But it truly is a love-love relationship.”  - John Ritter, excerpt from “Come and Knock on Our Door: A Hers and Hers and His Guide to Three’s Company” by Chris Mann

i think what i love about amy and jonah is that they're such a Classique example of opposites attract?? like from the very first episode you get the dichotomy of amy as v v pragmatic, she’s a realist, she’s very aware of her limitations. and then jonah swoops in and he’s very like “find beauty in the small moments” and a starry-eyed romantic dreamer (just got in a car and kept driving til i stopped for gas and saw somewhere that was hiring: that’s not the actions of a guy who is super rooted in reality and sensibility); and I think what makes them so absolutely lovely is that he pushes her to be kinder to herself/more selfish while you can kinda see jonah’s shift into being a little more engaged in the real world. also like,,, they’re just so sweet and goofy when they’re together. it’s not super explicit like it is with other couples that i ship, definitely, but i think they do push each other to be their best selves. idk i just think the first episode sets up the dynamics of their friendship perfectly…,,, 

anonymous asked:

Life is Strange - Victoria dresses up as a princess for a kid's birthday party, and the kid's crying because Victoria's mean

New HC Accepted: Victoria is NoT Good with kids~

resurrectionofdawn  asked:

"whatever she is, isn't human. It's old, it's powerful, and it hates."

guns & rosaries, Darcy/Loki

Now on AO3.

okay, you didn’t ask for a specific pairing so i just went with whatever worked, which turned out to be Darcy/Loki. So this is tasertricks, and a lot longer than I expected it to be. Hope you like it! :)


Darcy didn’t begin to suspect that anything was wrong until the third day on the job. Hunting monsters had never exactly been easy money, but she and Jane had been doing it for so long that Darcy forgot what it was like when a job went truly sideways.

From the start, it seemed like an average contract—strange and scary things started happening in a small town, townspeople freaked out, townspeople found a (mostly) innocent person to scapegoat—and the guy who hired them was too genuinely nice to be pulling some kind of con. And while Jane may have been too entranced by the guy’s abs to make an unbiased evaluation of the situation, Darcy’s bullshit detector had no equal. To be fair to Jane, though, even Darcy had to admit that Thor’s abs were extremely impressive.

All that aside, his concern that his little brother might be wrongly accused and driven out of their community was so palpable that Jane and Darcy accepted the contract on the spot and booked a flight to Norway the next day.

The first night was fine. Jane and Darcy were jet lagged as hell but still able to drag themselves to the only inn in town, where they rented two rooms for the duration of the contract (Jane was attempting to hide her desire to get in Thor’s pants as a sudden and unprecedented need for space, but Darcy wasn’t buying it). Darcy barely took the time to unpack her meager toiletries—she left the silver bullets, holy water, and emergency potions securely tucked away in the false bottom of her luggage—before heading out to join Jane and Thor in the pub for dinner.

When she finally collapsed into bed, exhausted, she had horrible, restless dreams all night. She woke up the next morning, drained, with the ghost of a crushing weight on her chest. Rubbing at the spot, feeling as if a bruise was forming, Darcy attributed the strangeness to lingering jet lag and a desperate need for caffeine. She paused only for a moment at the mirror, looking at the deep, dark bruises under her eyes in mild consternation. Should’ve brought more concealer, Darce.

On her way out the door, Darcy’s eyes caught on the items scattered across the vanity. Hmm, that’s strange—she would’ve sworn that they were in a different order when she laid them out the day before. Shaking her head, Darcy wrote it off as a flight of fancy and went on her way.

The second day and night went much like the first; Jane and Darcy split up to subtly investigate suspicious activity in the town, and Darcy became more and more perturbed by what she heard. Apparently, several people had had heart attacks in the middle of the night over the past few months, a few too many to just be coincidence. At least several more had literally disappeared in the middle of the night, with no clue as to where they had gone. The townsfolk were adamant that they hadn’t left voluntarily—cars, clothes, and belongings were all still at home, and entire families had been left behind without warning.

Suspicion and paranoia were percolating, as they often did in situations like these, swelling into a wave of fear and hate that would find some unlucky sod to target. Apparently, in this case that scapegoat was likely to be Thor’s little brother.

Darcy and Jane would have to move quickly, before irreparable damage was done.

As she headed back to the pub to meet Jane and Thor for dinner, Darcy mused that it did indeed sound like some kind of supernatural creature was wreaking havoc on the town. Unfortunately, she was still at a loss for what kind—the vague descriptions she had gathered from the townspeople could fit any number of monsters she and Jane dealt with on a regular basis, not to mention the ones specific to this area of the world. Hopefully Jane had fared better.

Jane had not, in fact, fared any better. That was patently clear from the fact that Darcy’s best friend was currently engaged in a rousing sing-off with her fair-haired beau, which seemed well on its way to…yep, definitely ending in a drunken makeout.

Rolling her eyes fondly at the pair, Darcy moved to claim a table at the edge of the crowd. As she sat, Darcy felt the press of someone’s gaze and sat up to her full (modest) height. Taking her time, she nonchalantly cast her eyes about this room, searching for her unknown spectator.

As soon as her eyes landed on the man lounging in a chair by the fire, Darcy wondered how she ever could have missed him. He certainly wasn’t going out of his way to hide the direction of his gaze, and he smirked at her when their eyes met. With dark hair and a disdainful tilt of his chin, he looked nothing like the rest of the townspeople she had met so far.

Because of the distance and the reflection of the flames dancing in his eyes, she couldn’t tell if they were green or blue. There was no disguising the smug tilt of his mouth, though, especially as it was directed straight at her in a blatant challenge. Darcy allowed herself a smug look in return, and he sat up a bit straighter in his chair in response. She had a moment to wonder if he would abandon the distance between them and approach her, but then Jane was at the table, slightly drunk and glowing.

Swaying as she sat down, Jane leaned too close and shouted, “Thor’s getting us drinks!”

Darcy chuckled and leaned back in her seat, eardrums already aching from Jane’s lack of volume control. “That’s great, Janie, thanks. Did you find out anything good today?”

Jane shakes her head, then nods vigorously, then see-saws her hand in a so-so motion. “Umm—”

Snorting at her best friend, Darcy takes a different approach. Best to keep it simple. “Any word on how Thor’s brother is holding up under all the suspicion?”

Jane looked at her, wide-eyed and puzzled. “You were the one just having intense eye sex with him, Darcy, so you tell me. I thought you’d already ‘met,’ the way you were looking at each other.” She waggled her eyebrows outrageously, drawing a laugh out of Darcy.

“You’re the only one getting any action on this trip, Janie,” Darcy teased. Humming thoughtfully, she added, “I could see why he’d be the one everyone blames around here, though. He doesn’t exactly…fit in.”

Jane nodded sagely in agreement. “It’s always the outsiders who get blamed, isn’t it?” She and Darcy exchanged a glance, empathetic to Loki’s plight; they’d been on the receiving end of townspeople’s misplaced blame more than once in the past, and it was always unpleasant. Darcy turned back to where he was sitting, but Loki was gone.

Thor came back with their mead at that moment and conversation turned to lighter topics. Darcy let go of thoughts about his brother, but every now and then she swore she could feel eyes on her, watching and assessing.

That night passed much like the one before, and Darcy began to suspect that her nightmares possibly had something to do with whatever was haunting the town. She suffered no other effects than lingering exhaustion and a lingering heaviness in her chest, though, so she continued on with her day, planning to look into it later.

In hindsight, perhaps Jane and Darcy should have questioned the details of the supernatural goings-on a bit more extensively before making the trip. That way, Darcy might have been slightly more prepared to wake up to a ghoulish creature perched on her chest in the middle of the night.

As it was, Darcy was not prepared in the least. She woke abruptly, limbs paralyzed and pressed to the bed. Her mouth still worked, though, and she let out an earsplitting shriek, loud enough to bring the inn down around her ears. The vaguely woman-like creature bore down on her, glowing red eyes moving so close they drowned everything else out.

Whatever she was, she wasn’t human. She was old, powerful, and clearly hated Darcy with a fiery passion.

Darcy had just enough time to reflect on the embarrassment of dying in bed in a foreign country, alone, before her ears were filled with a thunderous clanging. The ghoul screamed in pain and frustration and clambered off of her, scrambling to the far corner of the room.

Limbs mobile again, Darcy propped herself up on her elbows just in time to see the creature turn itself to mist. A silver knife flew past, embedding itself directly into the wood where the creature had stood half a second earlier.

Loki stood in the doorway, one hand gripping some kind of bell while the other was still outstretched from throwing the knife.

Darcy blinked, and then he was rushing toward her. He grabbed her hand, dragging her the rest of the way out of bed, and they fled the bedroom at a run.

Well, Darcy thought to herself, this job just got a whole lot more interesting.


Originally posted by modifier-x


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anonymous asked:

Fuck managers. I was hired over a year ago at 9.50 and was denied promised raises at 3, 6, and 12 months. The other girls are in the same boat. They hired a new guy who's totally useless and he STARTED at 10.50 when the manager KNOWS he's useless and all the girls are still waiting for our raises. The new guy is getting paid more than all the girls who've been here upwards of 6 months. I'm so mad I'm fucking shaking.

Craigslist Date


Author; springrain21

Pairing; Yoonmin

Ad. Tags; Highschool Drop out Jimin; Producer Min Yoongi;Yoongi and Jimin Fuck With His family; Smut; Fluff;

Word Count; 48,845

Summary; Min Yoongi’s family are judgmental and unsupportive of his lifestyle and his mother won’t stop nagging him about how he’s still single. When he finds Park Jimin on Craigslist offering to pose as someone’s fake date to mess with their family, Yoongi can’t help himself. What starts as a prank on Yoongi’s family turns into something more when the two of them quickly develop feelings for each other. Will Yoongi, who doesn’t know how to handle feelings, let his chance at love slip away, or will he go after the silver-haired boy and hold onto him forever?Inspired by that tumblr post about the guy on Craigslist who you can hire to be your date for Thanksgiving to screw with your family because that post makes me cry laughing every time I see it.

Craigslist Date

author: springrain21

YoonMin

AO3

Fake Dating AU

Description: Min Yoongi’s family are judgmental and unsupportive of his lifestyle and his mother won’t stop nagging him about how he’s still single. When he finds Park Jimin on Craigslist offering to pose as someone’s fake date to mess with their family, Yoongi can’t help himself. What starts as a prank on Yoongi’s family turns into something more when the two of them quickly develop feelings for each other. Will Yoongi, who doesn’t know how to handle feelings, let his chance at love slip away, or will he go after the silver-haired boy and hold onto him forever?

Inspired by that tumblr post about the guy on Craigslist who you can hire to be your date for Thanksgiving to screw with your family because that post makes me cry laughing every time I see it.

Comments: OK, I love this story, it is funny and cute and sweet. With great main characters in Jimin and Yoongi. And awesome secondary characters in Hyunki, Minsoo, and Yoong’s grandmother. They added alot of Depth and laughter. A wonderful fun read.

yumeyumepastel  asked:

Personally I feel bad for the rookie artists Heroes gathered from Pixiv... especially Amagaitaro who had their art shat on by the community. I mean seriously guys? These are people who got hired from the Internet! They have pixiv and Twitter accounts where they post their artwork. Yet fans are entitled to outright shit on mistakes from people with about as much experience as Tumblr artists.

That’s all sadly true. I don’t like Catria’s default pose, for instance, (though I really like her attacking art) but, come on, there’s a whole world between stating that something is not to your taste and shitting mercilessly on someone’s work like a heartless savage. As you said, some artists who contributed to Heroes are not “professional” artists, so they can still improve and are aware of that. 

anonymous asked:

Not a fuck customers, but a hell yes management. Found out that the lot guy who was hired and immediately started sexually harassing one of my cashiers was fired yesterday. HR was real quick about handling that complaint, which makes me real happy to be working here. Maybe the kid will learn his lesson about how to talk to, and about, his coworkers!

Lady in Red Part II

Gifs not mine

A/N: It’s here guys! I hope you enjoy it as much as you enjoyed the first one!

Warning: A bit dirty, not really, and I think a curse I’m not sure lol.

Weeks after the “Lady in Red” incident it was still being posted and talked about by any reporter who interviewed Chris but today was your interview with a few colleagues of Marvel to discuss the plans for the upcoming Marvel movies. You straighter your posture, flattened your hair down, and looked at outfit once more the white dress was very loose around your body making you feel free and open another dress (Y/B/F) styled for not trying to attract much attention unlike your devil red dress. “Ready (Y/N)?” Joe Quesada said looking at you through the mirror, you smiled and nodded turning towards him walking outside of the dressing room, Joe Quesada was Marvel’s Chief Creative Officer and although he wasn’t your boss you always gave him the upmost respect because he truly had so much on his plate when something like this happened. 

You walked onto Jimmy Kimmel’s set looking around in awe never in a million years did you think you would be in here for an interview, you looked over to the audience who looked so ecstatic at the mere reveal of the brain behind the Marvel movies “Come please sit, although (Y/N) I would like you to sit near me.” Kimmel said patting the first spot on the couch you walked over trying to balance yourself not needing a repeat of last time when you sat down the other men followed you in total there were 3 others with you. Joe was back stage talking to someone but when he say you looking at him he had given you two thumbs up and a warm smile which you returned he mouthed “Good lucked” before returning to his call walking deeper behind stage. 

“Hello everybody today we have special guest tonight, now they make not look familiar and your probably like ‘Jimmy who the hell are all these random people?’ Well, I can promise you they aren’t random and you have seen their big work on the stage. These people sitting here are (Y/N)(Y/N), Will Meugniot, Steve Skroce, and Mike Ploog and these names you’ve never heard of appear at the end of your newest and favorite Marvel movie.” Jimmy said causing a couple of people in the audience to stand and start clapping “They make all the story boards for the movie, and they do a great job if you ask me but (Y/N) is the new comer when it comes to this, so how do you feel about being the only women storyboard creator?” Jimmy asked motioning you to move up in your sit so you were closer to the microphone, your nerves had begun to pick in badly “I feel honored really I get to work along with these talented men and so many other talented people every day and they truly love new perceptive on work and that’s why I was hired.” You said looking over at the guys who were giving you genuine warm smiles “So now if my sources are correct you’re a blogger and a story board creator both for Marvel? Why a blogger when you already do so much?” He asked leaning his elbow on the table placing his face in his hand “I’m a blogger because writing has always been a passion of mine but my creativity usually bends and shapes in all different types of ways, once I got the job at Marvel I dedicated my blog to Marvel based anything and it became a huge hit in the community because of the big love for Marvel. I’m a workaholic so I need to occupy myself and what better what to do that with something you truly love?” You responded shrugging softly laughing a bit at Jimmy’s reaction, he looked so flabbergasted and in awe at the same time. 

“You sure are one educated women, I bet all the men at work swoon over you.” He said as if he wanted something to add but he didn’t yet he didn’t need to because you already he was going to say something Chris related “You may think that but they all see me like their little sister as if I must be protected at all times.” You said and the three men beside you nodded “Well what about this picture then?” Jimmy said pointing to the screen in front of you displaying the picture of you in Chris’ arms, this was the first time you had seen the actual picture you never noticed how truly beautiful the picture was the way his eyes shined even though he was looking down at you or the way your eyes held the same shine, the naturalness of your smile you actually looked purely happy “It’s truly a beautiful picture but that was the first day I had officially met Chris and the cast of Civil War, this picture was taken after I had broken my heel.” You stated as Joe had instructed you before you came out on stage “Well did you feel anything when you were in the arms of Captain America?” Jimmy said leaning over raising his eyebrows as if someone was going to tell him a huge secret “Yes just one, Embarrassment. Literally just met him for one day and my stupid heels and clumsiness didn’t really make anything better.” You said laughing causing Jimmy to laugh and the men seating beside you “Well I ship (Y/S/N). So that’s where I stand, now the Lady in Red has captured the hearts of America maybe to get closer to a certain someone hmmm…” Jimmy says winking at you and the audience rise in applause.

 "Well (Y/N) now that I’ve dissected you, it’s these three lovely men’s turn so please allow Guillermo to walk you back stage till next time Lady in Red, audience give a round of applause for (Y/N)(Y/L/C) the women is capturing our hearts now.“ He said as you got up and waved to the audience a good bye walking back stage. Once you reached you’re dressing room you plopped onto the couch just trying to relax and breath then you felt your phone vibrate when you looked to see who it was the number read unknown but regardless you picked it up to hear a voice that gave you shivers down your spine.

"Chris? How did you get my number?” You asked frantically looking around to nothing but an empty room “Wow, darlin relax. I took your phone when I had carried you remember? So I called myself from your phone. I woke up not long ago to see you look beautiful on your interview.” He said, his voice still the opityimi of morning voice it was rough and rugged the his sound making you begin to heat up inside “So why did you call me?” You asked eager for his response “Just to tell you that you looked deliciously stunning & Captain America is indeed in awe with you.” He said still in his morning tone, god could he be any sexier and he’s not even with you then your mind beings to travel to the idea of him waking up in your bed with that same voice how dreamy he would sound, just the mere imagine of his muscles and abs nearly make you moan in want “(Y/N)? Are you okay?” His voice now filled with pure concern.

 "Yes sorry Captain I dazed out… wait… I mean Chris . Shit.“ You said wanting to hang up but then you hear his boom of laughter that calms you down "Darlin, I could be your captain all you have to do is say when & where.” He said lowly , causing more heat to build up in your body “Chris, um is there any other reason you called?” You asked trying to divert the conversation “Yes, I was going to ask if you’d like to get coffee today around noon.” He said bluntly through the phone his morning voice completely gone “Um, don’t you think that will bring this Lady in Red fiasco more attention?” You ask looking at yourself in the mirror “Well only if you wear red again I mean honestly why wouldn’t you, it’s truly your color (Y/N).” He said and you could hear the smirk in his tone , causing you to blush even though he wasn’t in front of you.

 "Well Mr. Evans I will have you know I’m not expecting a regular Starbucks coffee.“ You said teasing him "Never, only the best for my Lady in Red.” You could hear the playful tone peeking out of him “I will pick you up at your house around 11:30. Wear something causal and don’t forget to bring that smile of yours Ms. (Y/L/N).” He said dropping your call causing you to look at your phone in disbelief then you noticed the time 8:30am, you then rushed to the front where Jared was waiting “Where to (Y/N)?” He said opening your door , you smiled and replied “Home.” While sitting down quickly fastening your seat belt feeling the butterflies in your stomach you couldn’t believe you were actually going out with Chris Evans.