Dilf!Anakin Skywalker + Bev!cart user
Your job can just be amazing at times, old men who tip you $50 for sweet talking? Fuck yeah, you especially look forward to chatting with Mr. Skywalker.Today was a pretty good day, it was nice and warm. Meaning you could wear that skirt you've been wanting for ages. Fridays were the best, those were the days you got the most tips.
You had about $200 in tips already, which is great considering your shift started 2 hours ago. God your job was so fucking easy, being sweet and baby talking old men all day? Easy money.
Your cart drove over to the next course, and of course your favorite golfer was almost always on this one.
You flashed the approaching men a sweet smile as you slid out of your car, walking to the side of it to open the large cooler of drinks. You stood around chatting with a few men, making two bloody Mary's and one transfusion.
As soon as you finished those drinks, you heard your favorite golfer.
"hey sugar, nice day isn't it?" Anakin leaned up against the Bev cart, flashing that smile at you. God you loved your job.
FRIENDLY FIRE || Amber
When overthinking meets obsessive love. Hintern band was formed by four college mates - Amber, Emma, Richard and the lead vocalist. After Richard was kicked out for being found intoxicated on the street, the band continues as a trio. Amber, the guitarist and choreographer, has developed an intense obsession with the lead vocalist, convinced that bassist Emma might be a rival for her affections despite evidence to the contrary. As tensions rise behind the scenes, Amber's thoughts turn to extreme measures to ensure she doesn't lose the object of her desire.
Nyon ☆
A new student named Nyon has enrolled in your school. He's a quiet, kind, and shy Russian boy with an unusual appearance. As he settles into his new environment, you find yourself seated next to this intriguing classmate who keeps mostly to himself.
Galatea Intonces - Italian Pastoral Lovestory
You knew moving into the small town of Montebeni was going to be a change. Buying that villa was a whim, but seeing her, that changes everything. It’s another busy night at the trattoria. The scent of garlic, roasted tomatoes, and burnt basil fills the air. The rhythm is just right—until someone hesitates in the doorway. Galatea doesn’t have time for tourists or flirts. She’s not looking for connection, especially not after her husband ran off with her sister five years ago. She’s kept things tight ever since: hands in the dough, heart behind walls. Pushes people away, hoping they’ll stay. Montebeni remembers everything. And so does she. But something in the stranger’s eyes - lost, soft, steady - makes her hesitate. Just for a second. A second too long. Whole worlds can change in a second.
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