#Went for a small trip in September

[bluewithpurplepolkadots]

Pollnagollum Cave, Co. Fermanagh

[fingertipsmp3]

Do you ever realise that your geography knowledge of your own country is a complete and utter fucking mess

[snowynightlight]

almost died in a Tim Hortons in downtown just rn

[stereoqueen]

sunshine - pt1 - l.hughes

summary: luke walks into media after a win and recognizes a pair of eyes he hasn’t seen since he left the university of michigan behind. espnreporter! x luke hughes au

< au what to know > < next >

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"You have media in 10, Hughes!" Keefe yells through the locker room as Luke sighs, putting up his gear. Fresh off of a win, he was tired and ready to go home. He quickly showered and put his extra pair of clothes on, slipping on a hat over his wet curls. Leaving the locker room, bag in hand, he says goodbye to everyone as he walks to media.

The media room was large, podium in the middle with at least 20 reporters to talk to. Mercer walked out as Luke walked in. “Good luck bro, same old questions,” Dawson said as Luke sighed. He thought about even if they won, the questions are still the same and stupid. Dropping his stuff near the podium, he looks down to see a text from Jack.

Jack: Solid game bro. Have leftover pizza at home with your name on it! 🍕

He laughed as he quickly typed back,

Luke: Going to need it after suffering media… AGAIN!

Putting his phone down, he walks up the podium, fixing his hat so he can see through the bright lights better. The questions start to roll in as he gave the same basic answers. Nothing was new, until he heard the door open.

The back door creaked open as a woman sneaked in. She was wearing black trousers, white top, and a black trench coat. Her hair was pulled half up in a clip, and her media tags around her neck. She took a seat in the back, taking notes on her ipad in her left hand, and holding her recorder out in her right as Luke continued answering the question. His mind however, was on the woman, and why she looked so damn familiar. It’s like his memory was trying to assess why she was so familiar. Was it because she was one of the prettiest reporters he’s ever seen? Or was it the brown eyes that caught his attention.

“Luke— you were saying?” The reporter who asked him a question caught his attention back to reality as he sighed. A small smirk in his lips as he made eye contact with her and then back to the original reporter. “Sorry, I lost my train of thought. What I was trying to say is that this playoff push is….” He continues answering as his gaze lingers on the girl in the back.

15 minutes later and that was it. Questions were over, and the back lights turned on, giving Luke a clear look on who tripped him up earlier. She was packing up her stuff when he was leaving the podium. He was headed to ask what her name was and introduce himself when Amanda beat him to it. He tried to ease drop on the conversation, walking slow and taking his time out of the media room. He didn’t catch her name, but he did figure out how she looked so familiar.

“How was your first time in the media room? Crazy right?” Amanda asks her as Luke walks by. Her gaze follows him as she assessed his 6’3 frame. “It was great! Way bigger that Umich that’s for sure,” She said as Luke walked out the door.

His eyes widened when she said that.

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Flashback: Umich, 2022

It was a cool September day walking to practice on campus. Sophomore Luke Hughes was feeling good. Games were about to start, and he was going to prove why he should be in the NHL now. He decided to stop by the coffee shop next to the rink before practice, as he needed a caffeine fix after a long day of class. Loud, full of students, and busy, but absolutely worth the wait. He placed his order and waited in the corner on his phone, texting Dylan, his roommate that he would be cutting it close to practice.

“Coconut latte for Hallie!” The barista said as Luke looked up, thinking that the H was going to be Hughes.

A girl in jeans and a bright sun yellow top went up to the coffee bar to get the latte. Luke’s eyes followed down her frame subtlety as she said thank you to the barista. Her hair was long, honey blonde highlights popping against her tan skin. She turned around to walk towards the door, and towards him — he couldn’t help but stare. She was gorgeous. The embodiment of yellow. She waved to a few girls to his right, smiling as she rushed off. He moved out of the way and held the door as she looked back to him.

“Thanks! I appreciate it!” She said to him, smiling big as she walked out the door. Stunned by her genuine thank you, his face turned pink. “No problem,” He mumbled to himself as the door shut behind him. All he thought of was how beautiful her brown eyes were. They looked like little chocolate kisses. Oh how he wanted to get lost in them—

“Iced coffee for Hughes!” The barista yelled through the shop, snapping him out of it as he looked down at his watch. “Shit!” He said to himself as he grabbed the coffee and sprinted out the door to practice.

Rushing to practice, the guys laughed as Luke ran through the front door and up to the locker room. His coffee, half full from sprinting in his hand as he dropped his stuff and put his gear on faster than one can say Go Blue!

He made it to the ice with two minutes to spare, gaining looks from his friends. “Dude, what took you so long?” Dylan whispered as Luke tilted his head, trying to make up a better excuse. “Um, took longer than I thought?” He mumbled as he fixed his gloves.

“Okay! Before we start, I want to introduce some of the ladies you are going to be working with this season. We have Gab, Maggie, and Lauren as our returning social media team! and our newest member is our on ice reporter, Hallie!” Coach said as Luke looked to the bench, recognizing the girl from the coffee shop.

He had his helmet on so he was praying she wouldn’t recognize him. He was embarrassed that the first interaction was that way. Him stumbling over words and being distracted by her smile.

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Luke was on fire his second year at Michigan. He couldn’t help but wonder if she was the reason why. Scoring or making a crazy play would lead him to her to be interviewed. So, he did everything could to be interviewed, building his stardom as he did. It also helped that he had a crush on the reporter. Her energy was contagious, questions were detailed, and he could tell that she was into her job, and the sport which was a good change. Her soft honey brown eyes had him head over heels since the coffee shop. The team could see the change in the young defenseman’s demeanor. He wouldn’t avoid the camera as much anymore. He would try to interact with social media more, and get to know the social staff.

Hallie didn’t know that Luke was originally “afraid” of media. They would have to pull teeth to get him to interview or interact with the camera off the ice. But when she came around, it all changed. She noticed this when Gab came up to her after practice and said something.

It was December 2022, the high of the season before the break. Hallie had just finished interviewing Luke, who had scored twice this game. “Well that’s all I have for our superstar. Our next game is after the break, see you then.” She signed off to the camera as Luke wiped his face off, leaving the camera’s sight. “Thanks sunshine, see you after break,” Luke said, crooked smile as Hallie returned the smile. “See you then, superstar!” She joked as she walked over to Gab.

Gab was laughing as she passed Hallie her water. “What’s the laughs for?” She asked Gab as she shook her head. “I don’t know what you’ve done, but I’ve never seen Luke interact this way with media— ever!” Gab said as Hallie shrugs. “No idea, Maybe he likes the attention?” Hallie joked as Lauren comes up next to them, “If you’re talking about Hughes… he has a huge crush on you. Anyone with a pair of eyes can see it, Hals.” Hallie’s face dropped as Lauren said that, “No way.”

Lauren leans against the wall, camera in hand — showing a picture of the two of them interviewing. His eyes were locked into hers as she asked a question. Her smile bright. The Live Photo goes as she can see his eyes go down to her lips and back up to her eyes, a small micro change in view. Hallie’s face turns hot. “Oh my,”

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Present time, March 2025

“Way bigger than Umich huh? That’s what Hughes said almost two years ago when he got here,” Amanda says to her as she smiles. “Did you know him?” She continues as Hallie tilts her head.

“Kinda. I wasn’t close to him but we knew of each other. But now, I’d be shocked if he knew my name,” Hallie tells her colleague as they walk out of the media room, walking down the hall to the parking garage. They talk about what Hallie needs to do for the upcoming week, with correlation to the Devils’ schedule in alignment with ESPN’s. By the time, they reach the garage, most of the cars are gone.

“Well, you have my number if you need me! See you on Sunday for morning skate!” Amanda yells across the garage as they go to their separate ways.

A BMW rolls past Hallie as she looks up to see the infamous man himself. He stops at the exit, not noticing her, but some little kids asking to sign their jerseys. He rolls down the window, signing them and making conversation. She walks by the exit, knowing her car is parked in a different lot since she didn’t get her passes until now.

Finishing up with the last kid, Luke looks up to see the woman walking to her car. She opens the back driver’s door to set her bag in the back. Looking up slightly, she sees his hazel eyes looking at her intently. He smiles, a real smile, not one he does for the camera as her brown eyes light up. He would never forget those eyes.

She hops in the car, windows down as she goes to back up and exit the area. She looks to see the BMW pass again, windows down as “Brown Eyed Girl” by Van Morrison plays through his speakers.

“I guess he did remember me after all,” She said to herself as she backed up out of her parking spot to head to her apartment.

By the time she made it to her apartment, her phone had blown up with new followers on Instagram and Twitter.

Instagram: lhughes_06 has sent you a follow request!

Instagram: lhughes_06 has sent you a direct message!

Instagram: lhughes_06: Think I saw a ray of Sunshine in the Devils media room tonight.

She blushed, shaking her head as she approved his request and typed back a quick message.

halliebrooks: Just as original as the last time I saw you, superstar.

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“Rusty! You’re back! Traffic was that bad?” Jack asked from the couch as his little brother huffed into the apartment.

Luke shut the door, dropped his stuff and immediately flopped onto the couch. He felt so dumb, stalking her instagram and then immediately dm’ing her. His mood was ruined if she took it the wrong way. Jack, confused on why his brother didn’t run to the open box of pizza, stood up and over him. He put his hand on his face to feel his head. “Nope, not warm but something is definitely off,” Jack said as Luke swatted his hand away.

“I’m just not hungry,” Luke grumbled as he felt his phone buzz. Excitedly, his mood instantly changed as he sat up and read the notifications.

Instagram: halliebrooks accepted your follow request!

Instagram: halliebrooks has sent you a direct message!

Instagram: halliebrooks: Just as original as the last time I saw you, superstar.

Luke jumped off the couch, grabbing a beer from the fridge and starting to eat the pizza as he tried to craft a message back.

“Okay I don’t know what the fuck just happened but you need to explain. NOW!” Jack pestered as Luke talked through his pizza. “I take that back. Eat and then explain why you just pulled a 180 like that.”

The commercial’s annoying jingle ended as ESPN came back on the screen. Luke immediately pointed to the TV, where the Devils broadcast was wrapping up. Hallie Brooks, ESPN Reporter was doing her highlight review of the game, taking over for Emily Kaplan. Jack’s gaze whipped from Luke eating to the TV and then back to Luke who was glued to the TV.

“This is THE famous Sunshine? No way.” Jack says as Luke shoves another piece of pizza in her mouth. “You gotta explain, start from the beginning before you put another piece in your mouth, or I’m calling Q.”

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taglist: @chiblackhawks @hwalllllllelujah @dancerbailey3

[avaf00rd]

viral video

Leah Williamson x reader

Paris, France • 25 September

Leah watched you and giggled like a schoolgirl, sinking into the cloud-like duvet whilst you danced around the small hotel room.

‘Cry to me’ by Solomon Burke played through your girlfriend’s small speaker, a classic that you had known the lyrics to your whole life.

The glass of champagne that was being held in your hand as you danced and sang was spilling on the carpet the more you went on, only adding to Leah’s tipsy giggles.

“Ooh play stand by me!” You jumped on the bed pulling the hand of your girlfriend off the bed and back onto the carpet with you

“Okay just wait” she said turning around back to her phone to search for the song on her playlist. When the song started to play you aggressively pulled her arm back towards you. Causing it to also yank the champagne glass she held in her hand “y/n!” Leah whined, corners of her lips turning up the slightest, “that’s where we are sleeping!”

“Your pillow not mine” you shrugged cheekily as you pulled her close to you “now enjoy the moment” champagne still in hand as you wrapped your arms around her neck, keeping her closer.

Leah Hummed in content against the side of your head, before using her position to her advantage so she could easily pull you in for a kiss.

The kiss was slow, and expressed with a million love thoughts, a smile felt by both of you against your lips when you tried to pull away and Leah wouldn’t let you. “Okay now you have to dance with me” you said once Leah finally let you pull away from her lips. “Take your robe off” you said pulling at it’s strings

“No you cheeky girl” Leah laughed “I’ve got nothing on and you haven’t shut the windows”

“Why not. I’m in little pyjamas and your in that massive robe”

“Does it make me look massive?” Leah said with a childish pout

“Shut up no” you said moving her hands so they were holding yours, slowly guiding her to dance with you. “See not terrible?” You laughed looking straight into her eyes

“No not terrible at all” Leah playfully huffed

With interlocked hands, you and Leah slowly danced, with the incorrect footwork and Leah tripping slightly nearly every step, but you felt so happy in this moment, just as ‘I only have eyes for you’ by the Flamingos started to play on your girlfriend’s phone.

“This will be playing at our wedding” you smiled at Leah

“First dance?”

“No I haven’t thought it that way yet. The first dance song has to be perfect to a tee” you said

“Any song. I’ll still be the happiest wife in the world” Leah whispered lovingly

“No ones holding you back from proposing Lee” you shrugged and raised your eyebrows, Leah rolling her eyes, a manner she kept up every time you brought that up

“Hush” Leah cooed at you as she held your head into the crook of her neck for a moment whilst you continued to dance

“I don’t know if it’s cloudy or bright” you sing with a smirk on your face, implying that you would both start singing the rest of the song now

“I only have eyes…” Leah sang softly, sometimes embarassed to sing, but you found it angelic when she did. She looked deep into your eyes like she would find the meaning of the existence in them, before she dipped you slowly “for you” she sang the last part, as your head tilt back giggling once she pulled you up

“The moon may be high”

“but I can’t see a thing in the sky”

“And I only have eyes” you both sang together, giggling slightly “for you-“ before you cut both of you off in an instance as you kissed Leah passionately in the moment, she dipped you back once again. Melting at the way you pulled away from her lips to laugh from how low she had your back

“I love you forever” She told you

“My girl I love you forever”

“C’mon keep dancing with me” Leah smiled before spinning you around.

Two weeks later, preseason was officially over and you were doing some final training before you and your teammates would get on a plane to America for the preseason tour.

“Thank you darling” Leah said to you, in the dining room as you brought over a plate of breakfast for her along with yours, her’s consisting of scrambled eggs and tomato sauce, and your’s an omelette with avocado and sweet potatoes. Some of the things Leah despised.

“You’re blowing up!” Katie said, bursting in dramatically through the doors from the hall, pointing at you and your girlfriend

“What you on about?” Leah asked, focused on getting her egg on the fork

“The sweet video. Aw it’s cute!” Beth exclaimed from the other side of the room getting her own food

“What video now I’m scared” you said trying to look at Katie’s phone as she brought it down to show you two

A TikTok with a whopping one million likes was playing, and it was of you and Leah in the window of your Parisian hotel room filmed by a random person, captioned ‘found the most ADORABLE couple in Paris and it made my day’. You could only faintly tell it was you. But fans had apparently put two and two together and instantly recognised you

“I-“ you muttered speechless at the video taken

Leah was just thinking with her eyebrows scrunched, what a breach of privacy, someone filming you in your hotel room she thought, but how adorable the video was. it was just the clips together of Leah dipping you every now and then, as well as the two of you spinning each other

“The comments figured out it was yous’” Katie grinned “congrats influencers”

“Oh my gosh” you laughed covering your face with your hands

“It’s a bit disrespectful innit?” Leah said to you

“I see videos like that all the time. It’s so cute” you cooed, pulling her side in annoyingly

“I just hope you two closed the curtains before you got on with the rest of your night” Beth said smirking, before taking a seat at the table with the rest of you guys

You and Leah let out a low chuckle at her comment, before everyone got into their food and you and Leah exchanged a qwide eyed look

A/N : one of the small blurbs that had been sitting here. But I changed a heap so it’s a bit newer. I’ll try to get some more out of my drafts. Ly !

[leonw4nter]

A Little Tipsy But Massively In Love

Husband!DI!Leon x F!Reader

“Honey, is something wrong?” you ask your husband. He’s been keeping a hand on a portion of his jaw, occasionally wincing and hissing; he has also been making repeated trips to the fridge, looking for anything cold to place on the part of his face that seems to be bothering him.

“No, ‘s fine.” he promptly responds as he shoots you a half grin, clearly in discomfort. He gets back to placing a cold bottle of water against his face, letting out a small breath of relief that he didn’t realize he was holding. Leon’s avoided talking and moving all day, just giving you a thumbs up, a nod or a few words which you find odd; he’s always been very vocal about what he thinks or feels so this is certainly a little new.

“C’mon honey, I can clearly tell something’s bothering you,” you softly say.

“It’s nothing.” he softly mutters.

“It’s not nothing. You’ve been holding your jaw all day. Got a toothache?”

He finally turns his head to you, finally nodding his head bashfully towards you. He promptly looks away though, training his gaze somewhere as the tips of his ears redden in embarrassment; he’s certainly experienced pain much worse compared to a toothache like getting shot or hosting a parasite in his body but something as minuscule as a toothache renders him unable to perform mundane daily tasks.

“Hm. I can check if there’s swelling in your gums. Is that okay with you?” you gently ask.

“Mhm,” he softly hums. You take your phone and turn the flash on before telling Leon to open up and to your slight surprise, he actually opens his mouth for the sake of opening it and doesn’t go “It all started on September 30th, 1998…”; this toothache might be a lot more uncomfortable for him. Sure enough, there’s a swelling and protrusion in a portion of his gum just right after the last molar. You finally tell him to close his mouth and he puts the cold water bottle back on his cheek.

“There's swelling. Let’s take you to the dentist tomorrow, it looks pretty serious. Might be a wisdom tooth thing.”

“Sure thing, doc.” Leon quips with a half-grin though the grin immediately falls back into a frown.

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After scheduling a visit to the dentist, he deduced the swelling and protrusion to an erupting wisdom tooth which he suggested extraction. 3 days later, you two come back to the clinic. While waiting for your turn, you hold Leon’s hand and brush your thumb repeatedly at the back of his hand and give him encouraging words.

“Don’t worry, Leon. You’ll be fine, I’ll be right here waiting for you okay?” you softly encourage.

“And I won’t make fun of you if you’re still woozy from the anesthesia. I promise,” you add with a small giggle.

“But you’re giggling,” Leon points out with a pout.

“I promise! Seriously! Pinky promise!” you say once more as you lift your pinky finger, to which Leon links his own pinky with and gives you a small kiss to the temple.

“I’ll make sure to lug your 5’11 self to the car and drive you home, don’t worry. Just focus on feeling a lot better, mkay?”

“For someone who got their wisdom tooth pulled out eons ago, it’s a surprise you’ve got some words of wisdom for me,” Leon jokes which prompts you to roll your eyes.

“You have a hidden talent with these jokes so I suggest you keep them hidden,” you sarcastically say.

“Ouch.”

A nurse comes into the holding room and reads the last names off of her clipboard.

“Patient 5, Mister… Kennedy. Mister Kennedy?”

“Here,” he says as he stands up. He turns around and gives you a small hug. “See you later, hon.”

“Mhm. You can do this, Leon. It’s going to be just like a walk in the park.”

“Right. Just like a walk in the park.”

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45 minutes later, the dentist comes back to you and informs you that the procedure went smoothly and they managed to get the tooth out without much trouble much to your relief.

“Your husband will be a little woozy from the anesthesia so expect behavior that is similar to a drunken person– slurred speech, nonsensical babbling, and slightly wobbly. He’s still asleep right now but you should expect him to wake up in a few minutes or less,” he informs you. He rips off a paper from his notepad and hands it to you, explaining some more things like Leon’s medications, proper care, and pain relief. After a few minutes, you walk into his room and see him still asleep; his right cheek was swollen, gauze stuffed in the inside of his right cheek. He looked a little funny at this moment, which caused you to take your phone out and snap a few photos for safe-keeping (maybe as a new contact photo for his number). Soon, he wakes up though he is a little dazed and confused at his surroundings so you help him through it. He must really, really be confused because as you help him put his shirt back on, he tries to push you away and do it by himself. His movements look as if he’s actively trying to avoid you, not even lifting his droopy eyelids to take a look at you, which you found a little bit odd. He did accept help from you, just very hesitantly; when you decided to hold on to his bicep, he pulled his arm away and almost stumbled down but you managed to grab him back and successfully managed to get him into the car without any other troubles.

While driving, you noticed that he would often steal glances from you through the rear-view mirror with squinty eyes but once you two met gazes, he would promptly look away. The situation felt a little funny: Leon sitting at the rear passenger seats, very woozy from the sedatives administered and him acting like a little kid; you decided to seat Leon on the rear passenger seats instead of sitting in the front with you in case he decided to act irrational whilst still not in the right mind, which could cause an issue with trying to drive home peacefully. You found yourself giggling a little bit but nevertheless you kept your focus on getting home safely, which you managed to do. After a few minutes of helping Leon and asking him if there’s something that’s bothering him and reassuring him that you’ve got him, you successfully manage to get him in your shared bed. You were just about to help him undress and take his shirt off to switch him into a more comfortable piece of clothing but he inches away and grabs your wrist.

“No… my wife won’t be very happy seeing you touch me like this,” he quietly mumbles as he tries to put on a serious expression but fails with one side of his cheek looking a little more round than the other.

“Huh?” you mumble.

“I’m a married man, miss. My wife won’t be happy and I’m not happy either.”

“Leon, what are you talking about?”

“Nuh-uh, miss. Only my wife can touch me like this, this is kidnapping… though you know where to bring me…”

“I am your wife, Leon,” you softly say as you tenderly pat the hand with his wedding ring and smile sweetly at him. You immediately realized that Leon didn’t notice that you were still there and very much his wife. It all comes together now: due to his disoriented state, he didn’t know that you were the one taking care of him this entire time and mistook you for another person, therefore causing him to avoid being touchy with you.

He stares you down for a bit, a cold and calculating gaze effectively analyzing and figuring you out but you can tell that he’s also trying to get himself together. The moment he recognizes you is comical– his eyes lighten up and a lopsided grin forms on his lips, a small amount of gaze poking out of his mouth. His next action pulls a loud giggle from you: he takes two fingers and places it against the pulse in his neck, blushing when he realizes his heart is absolutely trying to break free from the confines of his ribcage.

“‘M sorry, baby. Feeling a lil drunk, right now,” he apologetically mumbles whilst keeping that goofy grin in his face.

You place a kiss on his forehead before helping him out of his shirt, this time with him cooperating with you and raising his arms above his head.

“It’s fine. Good to know we’re locked and loaded in this marriage,” you joke with a raised eyebrow. Finally, you finish helping him with his other clothes and jump into bed with him. Propping two pillows behind you, you sit up and get into a comfortable position so you can read your book for the time being wherein you need to watch over him.

“My cheek kinda hurts,” he quietly groans. You shift to comfortably move to his position, looking at the cheek and trying to see if there was more swelling.

“Right here,” Leon points. You scoot a little closer to get a better look but don’t see any swelling.

“Honey–”

Before you could ask him how bad the pain is since you don’t see his cheek look a little more swollen, he gently cups your cheek with one hand and presses a soft kiss to the tip of your nose which causes him to hiss in slight discomfort due to his movement.

“Leon! It’s going to hurt more!”

“I need a kiss to feel better,” he retorts.

“You’ll get that kiss when we get that gauze out of your mouth and you can finally have some water.”

NOTE - Hey y'all I made it out alive of my 1 and 1/2-day school camping trip but I'm just rlly tired rn so I'm sorry for a lot of the errors that were probably in here (I didn't sleep the entire night... and I've been moving nonstop for the past 24 hours until 9AM of today...). Despite being really tired, I still had so much fun :)) We did zip lining, a rope and obstacle course, rappelling, and wall climbing (which i suck ASS at- like I literally fell and slipped like twice but dw I'm fine since I was attached to a harness; I was the only one unable to complete the climb in my squad 💀). There was a tree whose name literally translated to "deer balls" because the fruit resembles a deer's dingleberries... that was a little funny ngl. Also my cat went missing and I miss him so much please come back 😭😭😭 Anyways, that's it and expect my next fic to be camp-inspired since I came up with the idea whilst at my camping trip. Thanks for reading my fics, I appreciate it TONSSS. I <3 you !!!!

The heart dividers were made by @cafekitsune , the images are made by me (sourced from Pinterest).

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Our September & October recs ❤️

make lemonade by @smc-27 (book-verse)

@dot524: This author consistently posts stellar works but I often finish wanting more of that world. This one is nice and long — yay! I loved this meet-cute where Alex’s daughter Claudia has a lemonade stand and Henry is one of their favorite customers. This was a bit of an exploration of divorced dad (single dad) Alex. His mixed feelings about coparenting and starting a new relationship were nicely developed. Such a great warm fuzzy fic, with a nice bit of angst and character development mixed in to make things interesting. And I loved the kid character, Claudia!

falling in love (in the cruelest way) by @coffeecatsme (book-verse)

@suseagull04: This road trip AU is so fun, partly because of how soft our favorite boys are, but also just because of Alex's bright personality throughout the whole thing, and the faith and hope that's a critical part of the book!

we should get married by @smc-27 (book-verse)

@suseagull04: I had heard people talking about this green card marriage AU for months, and the hype was definitely warranted (as with all of this author's writing)! Little details from the book used in a new way, instant attraction, both of them being exactly what the other needs, exploration of other relationship dynamics within the book... this fic has so much depth in its 4 chapters, and it's fantastic!

Cleansing Downpour by @sprigsofviolets (book-verse)

@na-dineee: It often seems like things between June and Nora were always easy, like they were just meant to be. But what if it wasn't that simple? Feeling stuck in life, June is caught between writing a book she’s starting to hate, and navigating her growing feelings for her best friend. A beautifully written story of change, friendship and love, and figuring out who you really are.

runaway now and forever more by tonystarked (book-verse)

@na-dineee: Aged Alex and Henry, a US Senator and an English Prince, have been pining for each other for what feels like forever. Could tonight, at a glamorous charity event, finally be the night they open up to one another? This beautifully heart-wrenching and incredibly poetic fic has been stuck in my head ever since I read it!

The Candy Tax by @hgejfmw-hgejhsf (book-verse)

@suseagull04: This fic is absolutely adorable! It's the perfect nostalgia trip for anyone who went trick or treating, and it incorporates some of the pop culture references from the book in the best ways that just add to what make this fic so cute!

Heart enough by @hgejfmw-hgejhsf (book-verse)

@suseagull04: What if Henry's the one who has to travel for the apology tour and instead of celebrating New Year's, they have a Halloween party? This fic adds so many layers and soft moments to the original, but still includes the heart and references we all love!

Halloween at Kensington by @hgejfmw-hgejhsf (book-verse)

@suseagull04: This is the Arthur POV of Halloween when his kids are little I didn't know I needed until I read it- this is so adorable, and Henry and Phillip's characterization in it is perfect!

I was cold as a stone (but I found what I'm lookin' for) by @miharaikko (book-verse)

@na-dineee: Author Henry has retreated to a small, secluded cabin in the mountains, hoping it will spark some writing inspiration. That's where he meets Alex, the owner of the cabin... The mountain and campfire vibes are absolutely wonderful. It's such a fluffy and heartfelt one-shot – just as recommendable as the other fics in the Flufftober: A Red Umbrella Collection.

Red, White and Royal Switcheroo by @xthelastknownsurvivorx (book-verse)

@suseagull04: This body swap AU left me wondering how everything would have been different in the rest of the story- it's that good! It has the heart and content of the original, plus moments that are brand new- and watching the boys pretend to be each other is fantastic!

Oblivion by @milowren29 (book-verse)

@dot524: This story has been on my reading list for a while and wow, did it live up to expectations! Alex and Henry are kidnapped during their visit to the hospital, and they trauma-bond during their experience. But what will happen afterward? How will this change things between them? The action, angst, and longing in here is spot-on and the storytelling is so well-done.

Sounds of Someday by dazedandconfused (book/movie-verse)

@na-dineee: USA 1972, three weeks on a road trip on the 'road to nowhere' heading toward Texas: writer Henry and farm boy Alex. This fic is so layered and full of hurt and emotions. The ending completely knocked the wind out of me. An absolute masterpiece, please everyone, read it – it's phenomenally good in terms of language, storytelling, and capturing the spirit of the time !!

blizzards and broken boundaries by @gayhoediaz (book-verse)

@na-dineee: Age gap – I love this trope with Henry and Alex. Here, it’s a 20+ year difference: Alex is a student, Henry his professor. Alex makes the move, Henry is very amenable. The alternating POV is so cleverly done, the tags say PWP, but I definitely felt all the feelings. Absolutely delicious!

These violent delights by @lizzie-bennetdarcy (book-verse)

@suseagull04: Henry as a vampire hunter in this fic is such an intriguing concept and the backstory of it and the fic's conflict is so well done!

With magic soakin' my spine, can you read my mind? by @hgejfmw-hgejhsf (book-verse)

@suseagull04: Pining and magic and revelations abound in this fic that's written so well, it gave me chills. This fic is definitely a must-read if you want a canon divergent fic that has just a hint of magic!

to belong to a family (even beyond this world) by @read-and-write- (book-verse)

@suseagull04: The Mexican part of Alex's heritage absolutely shines through in this- and this is definitely a fic you want to read if you want Día de los Muertos fic and all the Arthur feels! I also love all the neurodiversity in this fic!

A Beautiful Reality by @tinyarmedtrex (book-verse)

@na-dineee: Priest!Henry is back. The second part of The Only Heaven I'll Be Sent To Is When I'm Alone With You is out!! And – surprise: He’s not a priest anymore. But it’s not that easy to shake off those deeply rooted beliefs and Catholic guilt. Luckily, Alex is so patient and totally in love.

The Brightest Star by @aforgottennymph (book-verse)

@dot524: Single dad Alex meets children’s book author Henry, and they connect immediately. The obstacle in this story is Alex’s sense of duty to his daughter, Bia. She’s quick and creative, and she’s brimming with opinions. I’m a bit picky about OC’s and kids in fics, but this one was so well done. It’s full of fun dialogue and well-realized feelings and angst. Definitely check it out!

A Love That Haunts the Land by @14carrotghoul (book-verse)

@suseagull04: Once again, this author has blended Mexican culture and RWRB in a way that's so authentic- plus there's magic! This is one you won't want to miss!

check out our past Monthly Faves here ❤️

[respectthepetty]

Dear Petty! If you’ve been keeping up with the tea: what is your latest assessment of the Joong/Est drama? Twitter is saying that Joong is hyping the beef because both he and Est have shows airing at the same time. It seems that Est stans (… 🤨) are also claiming talent superiority. And Joong has this pinned to his Twitter timeline:

Do you have the latest dish download?

Turtles!!!! Fun fact! TMZ is known for delivering celebrity gossip; however, on the bias scale, they fall nicely in the middle because the company doesn't have a clear bias, and the news source is actually pretty reliable. The reason the source doesn't score higher in reliability is because the writers try to analyze what they see instead of solely reporting what has been seen. I offer this tidbit because in the weeks since those "JoongDunk Divorce Era" posts on Twitter and Reddit, these basic facts have emerged:

Joong DID block Est. They both unfollowed each other on Instagram and Twitter, but Joong blocked Est. I will not TMZ this up and try to analyze why he did that, but the fact is he did and the youths have verified it.

The "divorce era" JoongDunk posts came in November, but people noticed the Est and Joong drama way back in SEPTEMBER because even at the beginning of October, everyone and their mama went to the ATEEZ concert and Joong and Est did not interact even though they were both there in the same vicinity with various GMMTV people like Mint, Neo, and Arm.

Daou went on the defense about the "Est is wrecking the DaouOffroad home" and posted several times about him and Offroad being fine when people tried telling him he needed to spend more time with Offroad.

A person actually questioned Dunk (if my memory is correct) about the incident where he hung out with Pond and Est while Joong was out of town during a fan meet. I know the post exists of the actual piece of paper with the question, but I cannot find it now! (Chismosa 101, Lesson #1 - Always get the screenshots!)

Joong went on his little trip with First and Khaotung sans Dunk

Joong and Dunk have stated they had a disagreement not just once

BUT TWICE!

And Joong said only they could fix it.

JASP.ER was announced where Joong will be working with Dunk's bestie, Pond, who also was at the infamous dinner with Dunk and Est and who the people ship with Dunk

Then Est went on record and stated he has a very small circle of friends and he is currently single because it's really hard for him to talk to people

Finally, Joong made a cameo on Est's currently airing show, ThamePo, which as far as I'm aware, Joong strangely did not promote. However, I don't have a Twitter account, so I could have missed it.

So now I will put on my TMZ cap:

As much as I want the fictional and real gays to lie, I think that this is the tea — Joong and Est got beef hence why Est was blocked and they aren't interacting. Sides were picked, problems arose from the way people operated (*cough* Dunk *cough*), and instead of GMMTV learning anything from the Tay and Gun kiss, the ongoing Joss bullshit, or ANY incident prior to this, GMMTV somehow didn't go full Adele's management team and pull these boys' social media or give them social media training, so here I am as a Jaidee fan first, and a human second enjoying the hell out of The Heart Killers and praying for Dare You to Death to get filmed just in case the separation sticks and my troublesome tykes divorce before the first gay marriage actually even happens in Thailand.

So yeah . . .

That's that on that!

[morganwrites12672]

1991 - Nine Years Old

Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: The first time she met Dean Winchester.

Word Count: 600+

Rating: PG-13

A/N: I plan to make this a series! It will have different parts made up of different years! It will follow and Dean and Reader as they grow up! @thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles has been helping me with this project. It started as a small fic with a few parts and they encouraged me to turn into something more. I also would like to make one shots for this series!

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1991 - Nine Years Old

She remembered the first time she had met Dean Winchester vividly.

It had been a rather bland day in September whenever her father walked into her bedroom. She looked up from the lore book he had given her to read. She still thought that all of these stories were just stories. They were interesting to her, that was all.

"You're going to meet Johns boys tonight," Bobby had told her.

That has gotten her attention rather quickly. She knew that John was one of her father's friends from work. Another traveling salesman. The lie was enough to keep her from asking questions at such a young age. She believed everything her father told her.

She had no reason not to. She was too young to understand much. She didn't understand the weird looks her and her father received on the rare occasion that they went into town together. She didn't understand that it was unusual for her to be homeschooled. She didn't understand that her father was one of the towns outcasts, or how strange people thought he was.

The conversation with her father hadn't lasted long. He had excused himself rather quickly to go work on something. She might not know it yet, but the reason John was coming over wasn't good. There was a string of odd deaths in the next town over. The two men would leave all of the kids together while they hunted. Bobby had always hated leaving her alone by herself. And, he didn't want her alone with this hunt being so close to home. He would feel better about everything leaving her there with Dean and Sam.

She spent the rest of the day doing what she usually did; reading. Even at such a young age she read lore books. She did constantly have to ask her father to help her understand a word, or how to pronounce it. She practically had these books memorized though. They had been her bedtime stories.

Finally, that night, there was a knock on the door. She had been setting her light brown teddy bear on the bed whenever she had heard it. By the time she had walked downstairs a man was downstairs conversing with her father. She assumed that this was his friend from work; John. She noticed the two younger boys next to the man. One boy looked to be a few years older than her. The other one looked to be only 7 or 8.

She didn't have to be the first one to speak. Her father and John went outside to discuss the job (that she was being left in the dark about what it truly was). The two boys looked at her curiously before the older one spoke.

"I'm Dean, this is my brother Sammy." The younger boy frowned at the nickname but didn't speak against it. He seemed to be more shy than his older brother. She watched the two boys for a moment before giving them her name.

She was quiet for most of their visit. All three of the children were. Dean and Sam didn't want to accidentally tell her something she shouldn't know about (John had warned them that she didn't know about the Supernatural yet), and she had been nervous. It wasn't often that she got to see other kids her age.

Whenever her father came back inside and informed her that the boys wouldn't just be staying for a few hours, but a few days, she was shocked. And a bit confused. It wasn't rare for her father to leave on a 'business trip' for a couple of days. She'd never had him leave someone else with her. Usually she either stayed alone or with Gladys, the lady who owned the property next to them.

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A/N: Let me know what you guys think about this one!

[colorful-white-ideas]

Timeline of Bill's year (2023)

JANUARY: They ( Bill and A) were back from their famous Capetown family trip , things went fine there because this was her birthday post:

February: Nosferatu starts filming

MARCH : John Wick 4 premieres . Bill does not participate of the Promotion. He barely made a small interview for a local news station

He's still away in Prague working.

APRIL: Alida takes pic with Valter and Gustaf in Grönalund

she looked so happy there

MAY: middle to end of may Nosferatu wrapped

In may 26 he did a quick stop at a Swedish House mafia event. The pic was posted the nex morning.

JUNE: Possible sighting of BIll in the US. here more

That was all we got last year. We were like " Just rumors why would he be there?" until now 2025 that we got this thank to our giant tedy bear Petr:

*Let's assume that what he said is verbatim. So by " come to america " sound like a get away he - Bill- had already planned , it wasn´t a "what if, how about we go to... ".

if the filming of nosferatu ended in may 19 , and he was at a concert in Sweden by the 26 , He basically went back home to get new clothes and fly away one more time.

"Two weeks as married couple" , so no partners were there,Petr would have mentioned it. They flew to las Vegas to shot a film ( very probbaly Flight risk) from the 2cond or 3rd week of June and came back with NO memories , a phrase that is s reference to: What happens in vega , stays in Vegas

By july the filming moved to Nevada .And Bill went back Home.

JULY: Beginning of july he was spotted at an event in Sweden, yep this is when the "misterious brunette" video comes up here .

By July 23 he's seen at a UFC event in london

Later that same month is when the famous bob.bysill acc comes to light , the BKW pic fiasco happens and Bob throws a tantrum .

AUGUST: Bill is back in sweden , it's his birthday month after all. He's seen having dinner with friends and by the end of the month he attended Fares fares Netflix party along with Alida and gave us this amazing picture :

What a happy couple!

SEPTEMBER: Just on sep 2 he's spotted at one UFC event in Paris. Sep 9 at another ufc event in Uppsala Sweden, later he attended a homage ceremony for his father , just him, his siblings and Tuva of course.

OCTUBER:

or not?

EDIT: I was reminded that Bill and his partner went to disneyland that month. I dont have the pics but i remember people debating if they looked happy enough or not . Like always.

NOVEMBER: Sighting in canada filming Locked, he went to a concert there too.

DECEMBER: Locked wrapped filming

bonus*

January 2024: No birthday post from Mrs. A

February 2024: on the 15th the news that Bill was detained at Arlanda airport in OCTOBER 2023 for carrying Marihuana. HOW THAT INFO REACHED TMZ 3 MONTHS AFTER IT HAPPENED ? we will never know.

fast forward APRIL 2024:

Premiere of BKW , since february there were no public appereances from him, He gets to the red carpet, pictures here and there and we get this anon: HERE " PAP walks and rumors of a relationship" , alot of that anon became true during the year.

Nothing for mothers day. Rumors of Bill spending time with his kids some say he was alone with the kids other that he was with Alida too.

May 2024: Pum! 3rd pregnancy announcemnt from Alida. Bill *crickets*

*EDIT : so I remembered that day things happened like this : Bill interview and photoshoot with squire came up, hours later Alida makes her announcement, the fandom is in shambles. By the end of the day it's announced that Bill is back as pennywise after keeping it as a secret for months . Talk about timing huh? *

Promo here and there, pap walks , interviews , very little about his private life. FAAAAST forward again, Alida traveling and starting her healing era, she's flaunting her belly , he's still silent about it , friends of alida talking about how strong of a woman she is and how she survived a rough year. These same comments where said this year too during her 40 birthday.

So that's it.

You get to your own conclusions. Mine is just a big fat 🤔

[lgbtqreads]

Hi do you have any recs for adult mlm books written by queer men? Preferably being published this year but I'll take anything 😃

Always! My huuuge fave is the Evander Mills historical mystery series by Lev Rosen. I Think They Love You by Julian Winters came out in January and was great. Timothy Janovsky has two this year - Once Upon You & Me out later this month and A Mannequin for Christmas in September. MA Wardell has a whole bunch going on - his Teachers in Love series is being rereleased by Forever and the fourth book is now coming out in... I think November? He and AJ Truman (also a queer man) are also releasing the second book in their Big Boys Small Spaces series - Cut to the Feeling, out in September. There’s also the Rainbow Ranch series coming in July, which has books by both MA Wardell and Max Walker.

Back to AJ Truman, he’s launching a new hockey series this month called the comebacks - Gross Misconduct is out on the 28th. Chip Pons has a new rom com coming in June called Winging it With You. Adib Khorram’s newest, It Had to Be Him, releases in September (and definitely read last year’s I’ll Have What He’s Having if you haven’t yet!), and Ben Alderson has a whole bunch of Fantasy releases and rereleases - honestly, it’s faster to just look him up on Amazon and sort by Publication Date.

If you’re into Romantasy, Ben Chalfin just released The Prince’s Heart in February, and whew sorry my brain immediately went to Romance, but definitely check out The Guncle by Steven Rowley (oldie but goodie contemp fiction), The In-Between Bookstore by Edward Underhill (new trans spec fic), Martyr! by Kaveh Akbar (last year), anything by Nicolas DiDomizio, In Tongues by Thomas Grattan, Yes, Daddy by Jonathan Parks-Ramage (personal fave but biiig cws for abuse/assault/religious trauma - he also has a new one coming in I think June called It’s Not the End of the World that I haven’t read yet), Just By Looking at Him by Ryan O’Connell (also personal fave that is not new), Providence by Craig Willse, Small Joys by Elvin James Mensah, I Might Be in Trouble by Daniel Aleman and anything by Brandon Taylor, Bryan Washington, Andrew Sean Greer, and Garth Greenwell. Paul Rudnick has a new one this year called What is Wrong with You? and Adam Haslett released Mothers and Sons in January.

If you’re interested in Crime Fiction, check out Joshua Moehling, Michael Nava, Joseph Hansen, Christopher Bollen, Rob Osler, and P.J. Vernon. For Fantasy, I admittedly rarely read Adult fantasy but I have read the MOST gushing about The Spear Cuts Through Water by Simon Jimenez, and obviously there’s TJ Klune and Ben Alderson, but also try A Market of Dreams and Destiny by Trip Galey and (again, mannnny cws) Black Leopard, Red Wolf by Marlon James. If Sci-Fi’s more your jam, definitely get to know Nathan Tavares! Okay that was a lot so I will shut up now, but if I missed any genres you’re particularly interested in, hit me up again! 

[bucks3ngel]

Bucky Egan x Nurse f!reader

a/n: sorry if the timeline isn’t accurate, actually sorry if anything is inaccurate!!.

warnings: mentions of death

a/n: i might write a pt 2 if this gets traction!!

September 1941 England,

The bells ring around the base meaning to prepare because the pilots had come back from their most recent mission. you have been working for a couple months now and already this was your normal.

Tending to sick or injured soldiers, having hope, then losing it, when you hold their hands telling them it's alright, as you watch the light leave their eyes.

you quickly learned to care and respect your patients without getting attached to any of them. little did you know that would change today.

The atmosphere of the sickbay changed immediately when injured soldiers are being rushed into the hospital.

later that day

you went to the hospital office and got your clipboard of patients to take care of for a couple days. your first name was: Major John egan (dislocated shoulder and minor wounds) alright not to bad for the first patient. you go down the list of names on my chart as you hear a nurse behind you.

“oo Major Egan huh? he’s cute, a player of sorts, but cute.” you turn around and roll your eyes at her comment. she backs away with a cheeky grin and you head to check up on the Major.

he laid there, his shoulder wrapped and his eyes tired as you approached his cot.

“Good afternoon Major, could i be of any help?.” you ask as you actually get a good look at him after just seeing him around base or visiting his friends in sickbay. He was cute..

“oh, no i’m alright Doll. but you know, pretty nurses like you don’t have to be so formal..Call me Bucky.” You see his eyes light up like this is some sort of new game for him. “he’s cute, but he’s a player of sorts.” the words of the other Nurse reminded you of what you’re doing.

later the next few days Bucky would call you to his cot mainly just to make conversation and to flirt of course. you didn’t think much about it since people told you it was his natural self.

“hey Doll?” he asked with a sly grin. “yes Bucky?” you answered and handed him his pills. “when i get better, will you dance with me at the next celebration?.” he asked but no really looking for a response.

when i get better

you knew he would,he only had a dislocated shoulder. but the amount of times you’ve promised only men things before they died was too many.

“i don’t know Buck-” you start but he cuts you off.

“oh cmon hun please. i’m not asking for much, just a dance. I’d like to dance with at least one pretty face before i die.” damnnit. the classic soldier “i’m going to die” guilt trip. and damnnit because it worked.

“oh! alright, but just one dance and no below the waist touching.” you said with a sigh and you watch as he bites his lip and nods but you could see the excitement behind his eyes.

“i promise.” he says and you leave with a small nod.

[amethystandemma]

Blood of Innocents

Chapter 2 - The Hogwarts Express

WC: 1120

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A week had passed since the trip to Diagon Alley and Victoria found herself weaving through the crowds at Kings Cross Station. She had been there a couple of times throughout her life to travel to her aunt Penelope and uncle Alder’s home in Glasgow, but she didn’t feel as nervous as she did now.

It was September first. She’s going to Hogwarts.

“Are you sure you have everything?” Christine asked.

Victoria nodded, abruptly turning the trolley she was pushing in order to avoid a group of tourists standing still in the middle of a busy walkway. Her muscles strained with effort as she swerved.

“Merlin’s beard Winston, push that for her before she hurts herself! And Ernie, keep up!”

“I can push it mum,” Victoria protested. The last thing that she wanted was to be seen as weak by the other students. “Really.”

She had to practically jog in order to keep up with her parents' quick steps and was starting to tire quickly. The trolley was heavy and there were so many obstacles she had to quickly move around.

Just when she felt as if she would collapse if she took another step, they arrived at platform nine. Winston placed a hand on her back and guided her in front of the third brick pillar. 

He knelt down on the ground so he was eye level with her and pointed at the column. “This is platform nine and three-quarters. What I want you to do is run straight at that wall without stopping. Understand?”

Victoria nodded again. She gripped onto the handle of the trolley, tapping her fingers against the cool metal. After a moment, she closed her eyes.

Then she ran full force at the brick wall.

Rather than crashing against the pillar like she was expecting, she ran straight through. After a moment, Victoria opened her eyes.

There was a bright red steam engine stationed behind a platform filled with people. Above her was a sign that read “Hogwarts Express, eleven o’clock.” Victoria looked behind her, seeing an iron gate where the pillar was before with the words Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.

As steam from the engine began to drift over onto the platform, Winston emerged from on the platform, followed by Christine and Ernie. A couple of cats ran between her legs as they went towards the compartments in the back.

“Can I go mum? Please?” Ernie begged.

“No Ernie.”

Victoria helped her father lift her trunk into the compartments in the back of the train. The small amount of nervousness she was feeling when she first arrived at Kings Cross started to grow with each passing second. 

It didn’t help that she didn’t sleep very much the night before because of her excitement.

Winston pulled Victoria into a tight hug, gently rubbing his hand along her back.

“Write to me,” he quietly said. “I’ll write to you once a week.”

Victoria gripped onto him, burying her face in his neck. The whiskers from his beard tickled her face as she nuzzled against him. 

“Twice a week,” Victoria whispered. “No excuses.”

“Yes ma’am.”

She reluctantly pulled away from Winston and hugged her mother, then she hugged Ernie. 

Victoria boarded right before the train began to move. She watched her family wave at her until they were just specks in the distance. 

When she couldn’t see them anymore, she felt a rush of sadness crash over her like a wave. She’d never really been one to cry, but she found herself biting back tears.

Victoria clambered towards an empty compartment and shut the door behind her, gasping. Slowly, as if she was afraid she would break, she slid against the door to the ground and started to sob. 

“You’re pretty ugly when you cry.”

Victoria looked up, her eyes red.

She wasn’t alone after all. There was a boy sitting near the window of the compartment, one that seemed somewhat familiar. He had brown hair, pale skin, and dark eyes.

It wasn’t until he sneered, showing his crooked front teeth that she recognized him.

“Marcus Flint.” he introduced.

“I know.” Victoria wiped her nose and let out a small sniffle. “You were at my family’s Christmas Gala last year.”

“Oh.” 

She was expecting an apology after that, that’s what she would have done in his position. Although, she could never see herself being that rude to anyone, let alone a complete stranger. 

“You weren’t crying then.”

That was all he said.

Before Victoria could respond, the compartment door opened again. She fell backwards, crashing against the person’s legs. 

“Vic! I’ve been looking everywhere for you—” Oliver’s words were cut off as she fell against him. He stumbled backwards, gripping onto the compartment door in order to not fall. “Were you crying?”

Oliver looked up, making eye contact with Marcus Flint. His brown eyes narrowed.

“Did you make her cry?” asked Oliver, his tone sharp.

“What did you say? I can’t hear over that pillock accent of yours.” Flint snapped.

Oliver’s ears tinted pink with what Victoria assumed was anger. Maybe embarrassment as well. She did know that he already didn’t like Flint, and it was pretty obvious the feeling was mutual.

The compartment opened for a third time. A tall, thin teen boy with shoulder length red hair stood in the hall. Victoria’s eyes were drawn to the shiny gold and red badge on his robes that said the words “Head Boy.”

“We’ll be getting to Hogsmeade Station pretty soon. Best change into your robes before we arrive.”

When the older boy looked at her and smiled, Victoria blushed. Even if she wasn’t really interested in boys, something her mother said she would grow out of when she was older, she had to admit he was rather attractive. 

Just as quickly as he arrived, he was out of the compartment doorway and moving on to the next group of students. Victoria began to get to her feet and walk out of the compartment when Oliver grabbed her wrist.

“Victoria, look!”

Victoria looked up. At first, she thought Oliver was just pointing out the window at the Scottish highlands, a view she had seen many times before. Then, she saw it.

Atop a hilltop was a magnificent castle, one of the most gorgeous pieces of architecture she had ever seen in her entire life. Of course, she couldn’t really see the intricate details of it from the distance they were from it, but the way the grey stone blended into the mist made it seem even more magical.

Not even the jeering and sneers of Marcus Flint could ruin it for her.

For the first time since she boarded the train, Victoria began to feel excited again.

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[mins-fins]

★̲ YOU HAVE ONE NEW VOICEMAIL FROM . . . 나재민 !

SEPTEMBER 9, 00:22 AM

HI BABY!! okay um before you purge me and murder my entire family i'm sorry for not calling you yesterday.. it was after the first show and i was exhausted but anyway, how was the concert? did you enjoy it? do you think i did well? do you—[a small shout is heard from behind him] I AM NOT "WHIPPED" SHUT UP! ignore chenle he doesn't know what he's talking about, is it bad that i love my dear partner so much? he's just sad and lonely—AM NOT!— ARE TOO! STOP YELLING AT ME!! you're gonna come tomorrow right? if work doesn't keep you in that is, god i hate your job, and i miss you, i miss you so bad, it's going to be hard to do this when international tour dates start, all we have connecting us is some stupid phone..[another shout is heard from behind him] OKAY FINE! it's too late, we have to wake up early tomorrow, alright bye i love you! sleep well!

NOVEMBER 23, 22:45 PM

haechan totally tried to trip me on stage today, that little shit..anyway, hi baby!! sorry for the like— two calls every week but it's been so hard to find alone time for myself these days, i really like japan though, we should come here sometime for a trip! just me and you, maybe on one of my breaks, if i can even get one. i miss you, having jeno as company is beginning to get boring, i mean, i love jeno obviously but i see him every single day!! i'm literally about to go insane without you here, i'm about to pay for your flight here and make up some excuse to your manager about a family issue or something.. will they even believe that? i don't care, it's been a while since we went anywhere together, just the two of us, also, did i tell you your mom called me? apparently she really liked our performance, she called me to tell me about it!! anyway um, i have no time left, hope you have a good night, i love you!!

NOVEMBER 26, 02:09 AM

jeno snores way too loudly, so no sleep for me, and he also complains so much about everything so now i have to whisper for this, but anyway, i know you're probably asleep as well so it doesn't matter if i send this cause you'll see it in the morning but i don't care! whoops, right, whispering. i can't believe that you can't come to the shows, it's all sooooo boring without you. i always search for you in the audience but then i don't see you and i get upset, you being in the crowd would make everything much better, hopefully you can at find time to get here before the final japanese show this year.. is this corny? i don't think so, i just— i miss you, i say that all the time but i do, a lot. um yeah that's all, i should probably sleep now, i love you!

DECEMBER 2, 21:37 PM

I KNEW YOU HAD SOME STUPID PLAN! i can't believe i didn't even notice you sneaking up on me that was….. i can't start, i'll go on and on forever. how did you even get backstage? did you talk to mark or something? i don't know i guess i'm just— i'm just very surprised, you didn't even tell me anything! i'm not going to lie.. it was such a smart plan, i'm glad you were able to make it, seeing you again was so nice i almost cried having to let go of you, and yeah i tried to contain myself in front of the members but i couldn't, they had to get it though! because when you're partner is right there you can't just stand there and be normal, i did mean to trap you in that hug! god being able to wrap my arms around you again was so nice, you give such good hugs you know? i know you won't be here for long but let's make the most of our time together okay? i'm happy you're here, alright i have to go now, good night, i love you.

DECEMBER 10, 09:30 AM

hi hi!! happy to say that i will be back soon! don't be surprised if i just randomly show up in your house one day, world famous idol na jaemin in your kitchen, making himself some coffee, you might have a heart attack, i hope i don't scare you again, not like that one time after hot sauce promotions ended.. your face was hilarious, i'm sorry for that one baby, i was really just trying to surprise you.. anyway, tour picks back up in february, so we have time to be idiots and go on stupid dates, get chased down by the staff.. okay maybe not that, the last time they almost caught us was funny though. alright um— just wanted to tell you i'll be back soon! i'll make sure to pass by a convenience store and get you ice cream, and yes i'll remember to get cookie dough this time, still not sure what you have against strawberry..alright that's it! i'll see you soon, i love you!!

[fairlyang]

Loser 🏹

w/c: 2.4K

pairing: loser!katebishop x f!reader

tags: 18+ smut. kate growing feels towards you, gay panic, slight jealousy, pervy, kate masturbates, you hear her

Loser!katie who happened to be your college roommate because you didn't have any friends at your uni to dorm with. You found out that she usually kept to herself, but when you would strike up some kind of conversation she was a bit awkward.

Soon though with newfound confidence she'd grow some balls and start talking to you!

Eventually getting closer and able to have conversations without there being awkward silences.

And then came the stage where she literally wouldn't stop talking. Ever. She finally grew closer to you and felt comfortable sharing stories, her hobbies, and would buy you food.

Loser!katie who would blab on about her favorite superhero but left out the parts where she works with him and only makes it seem like a role model type of fascination or a fangirl for some actor type of thing.

She also loved telling you about her archery and fencing, but she'd go on longer little rants when you specifically would ask her about them given she filled up your shared room with a handful of medals and trophies.

You'd listen intently which soon made her grow flustered for some reason but you didn't notice. You'd been friends for a good three months since having decent convos back in mid September but it became more in Kate's mind.

Loser!katie who had grown to have a fascination with you. Just like she had opened up, you had as well and she swore she could hear your sweet soft voice for the rest of her life if she could.

She already knew she liked girls but never did she think she'd end up in a predicament like this. Having to live with a girl who you now have a crush on.

She'd stare at all your features while you ranted to her about your day or classes. She admired the way your eyes would sparkle or the way your lips would curl into a wide smile when you were happy.

Every time you'd smile at her, she'd feel her face turn red. Her brain would act as if those pretty smiles are just for her but in reality maybe you were just really happy that day.

Loser!katie who happens to be quite a clumsy girl which was shocking because of the sports she does, definitely wouldn't wanna trip while carrying a bow and arrows.

She once accidentally tripped over a pair of her converse she left out on the floor but to her luck and also disgrace, you had caught her.

Her heart was racing so fast and it felt as if the world was moving in slow motion.

"You gotta be more careful Katie!" You exclaimed and carefully brought her body up to which Kate just gulped and gave you a small nod.

Loser!katie who soon noticed you were starting to go out with guys and would mentally (and almost physically) slap herself for thinking you'd like girls.

That was until she saw you making out with a girl at a frat party you had invited her to.

She instantly grew jealous and annoyed. Jealous because she had grown to like you a lot, more than a friend and annoyed because she didn't even know you liked girls.

Who would've known she had a chance this whole time?

So she got to drinking to distract herself. To keep her mind occupied from the jealousy that was filling her every thought.

Had she known you also like girls maybe she would've asked you out. But that was a huge maybe given Kate would practically be blushing and try to not hold eye contact with you at every conversation nowadays.

Loser!katie who left the party early after taking a handful of shots and nearly fell while unlocking your dorm room.

She went to her bed and climbed on top of it before scrolling through instagram to distract herself even further.

Well that didn't work out for her given you had posted something and curiosity killed the cat, she's nosy so of course she opened it.

She was first met with a fit check, you were wearing a tight maroon bodycon dress and she always tried to calm her horny thoughts from appearing but the tequila from tonight did not help her.

Her eyes immediately went to your cleavage. Your tits were sat perfectly, and that bra was doing them justice.

Loser!katie who couldn't help the arousal that was building just by staring at one picture. She laid back into her bed and spread her legs, hands slowly making their way down as her eyes did on your body.

The dress hugged your curves to perfection and as she was holding the screen to that picture she realized you had posted more. After that was a boomerang of you in the bathroom mirror with your tits pressed together.

Talk about impeccable timing.

She bit her lip and quickly took off her pants and threw them on the floor. She then slipped her hand under her boxers and instantly was met with her slick engulfing her fingers.

Loser!katie who let out whimpers as she lightly rubbed her clit into slow circles, imagining its your fingers over hers.

Her hips bucked up and she's never felt so needy and desperate in her life.

Has she reached a new low in this crush?

Was this too much?

Loser!katie who felt like such a perv touching herself to what you've posted just a few hours ago.

She felt very pervy but that wasn't enough to stop her fingers from going faster.

And it definitely wasn't stopping her from letting your name slip out along with moans.

And it didn't stop her from lifting her left thumb up to see what else you've posted. The next was a video of you posing with some friends.

She skipped that.

The next was a picture with some guys.

Skipped immediately.

But the next made her gasp and then whimper.

It was one big picture of you both at the party that Kate somehow forgot you wanted to take. But also had three other smaller pictures surrounding the bigger one.

The bigger one happened to be one where Kate's arm was wrapped around your waist and your hand was gently on her stomach.

Loser!katie who couldn't help but grin that you included her or better yet post multiple pictures together.

It made her heart beat and she just felt so happy.

Just like how happy you were when you saw she had a shirt that was the exact color as your dress.

You didn't even have to convince her to wear it.

She put it on in a heartbeat.

Loser!katie who was now teasing her entrance as she skipped to the next video to see it was you grinding against the girl she saw you kissing.

She groaned, putting her phone to the side, and closed her eyes, leaning her head against the pillow as more jealousy filled her body.

How badly she regretted not asking you to dance at least.

How badly she wishes that was her in that girl's position.

She'd hold you well and maybe even have touched you, sliding her hand down your back as you grind against her crotch.

Kate slips her fingers inside and keeps her eyes closed. She so desperately wanted to cum thinking of you.

Thinking of you grinding against her while her hands were up and down your body.

You'd look so pretty in front of her, throwing your ass back into her.

How bad she'd want to smack it and then fight the urge to drop down to her knees to eat you out.

She was practically salivating and her mouth was running dry.

She started to fuck herself faster thinking of being between your thighs.

Those thick thighs she always seemed to admire.

The ones she so desperately wanted to be in-between.

Loser!katie who was now fucking herself harder that the only sound besides pure silence in the room were her moans and her sopping cunt.

She tried her hardest to keep her voice down but with her imaginative mind, it somehow believed that you were truly the one that was fingering her.

The poor needy moans she was letting out were only growing louder as her mind played games with her.

She was thinking of you between her thighs fingering her and sucking on her clit while she looked down and held eye contact.

It felt so real.

She brought her left hand down and slipped it under her boxers before quickly rubbing her clit because she could tell she was close.

She wanted to cum for you.

"Please- please please-" she whimpered and added a third finger making her whine as well as squirm.

But she took it all and continued her previous pace.

She was imagining you calling her a good girl while pulling away from her clit. Murmuring sweet praises for her while you fucked her like she deserved.

The whimpers slipped out of her mouth creating a sweet melody that surely you would've enjoyed.

And surprisingly were.

Pervy!reader who was on the other side of the door listening.

It was hard not to.

You'd only heard the desperate pleads of "please" and couldn't help but lean your ear against the door because it would be a missed opportunity to do so.

Having a fine roommate? Sure.

Befriending that fine roommate? Love it.

So now it was simply catching your fine ass friend masturbating and you couldn't deny how good she sounded.

Her moans were angelic and you pressed your thighs together while listening.

Meanwhile loser!katie was so close to the edge, feeling her orgasm coming in when she decides to moan your name again.

She lets out a cry before her whole body started to shake and finally she let it take over, hitting her like a tidal wave and a poor needy mess.

She whimpers out your name and lays further into her pillow, slowing down her pace and moving her fingers off her clit.

Her chest was heaving and her thighs were still shaking. She let the horny thoughts take over once and she ends up with a full body shaking orgasm.

She tried to calm down and slowly opened her eyes then softly slipped her fingers out. She whimpered and took both hands out of her boxers before taking her dress shirt off.

She sat up and grabbed a tee shirt she had left on her little coffee table before slipping it on because she didn't wear a bra.

She then got up and quickly went to the bathroom, washing her hands then went back to her bed.

She went under her blanket and laid her head down before shifting and laying down on her side and throwing her left arm over her body pillow, pulling it close.

She went to sleep soon after that and once you couldn't hear any noise you sneakily went in.

Your face was warm and you were left speechless that she was moaning out your name.

Was she thinking of you?

Is that why she left early?

You walked into the room and walked towards her bed, practically tiptoeing because you didn't want to accidentally wake her up.

You pulled her blanket over and covered her so she wouldn't get cold. You then quickly changed and wondered if your friendship would soon change because of tonight's events.

[miss-bushido]

Give me everything...Keep doing that forever

Rating: M Notes:

I had initially started this for Steddie Smutty September, for the prompt 'Sneaking Around', but then I put it to the wayside. I hadn't initially planned how it ends, but I think it's fitting. Title from the song 'The First Five Times' by Stars.

January 1988

“Hey guys,” Steve announced, standing up from his chair at the head of the dining room table. Around him, his and Eddie's nearest and dearest were sitting at the table with them, or were standing near the windows or at the breakfast counter, lost in their own pockets of conversation when Steve interrupted them. Everyone had come over for a big dinner to ring in the new year. Eddie, as usual, was in the chair next to him. His presence was the same constant comfort that it always was these days. Truthfully, Steve didn't know how he'd gone so long in his life without it.

It hadn't always been a given that Eddie would be there. Things changed after spring break of 1986. They had hung out more that summer than they ever had before, and one night, had shared a heated kiss in Steve's den. This had led to more of the same, escalating to blow jobs, hand jobs, and sex the like of which Steve had never experienced before. Bone deep in its intensity and intimacy. Both of them had said "I love you" very early on, but they decided from the beginning to keep their now year and a half long relationship a secret. They still managed to do things other couples would do. There were late night date nights at The Hawk; clandestine meetings in parking lots and behind the Hideout when Corroded Coffin played; sex in the back of Eddie’s van when they couldn’t have privacy in their own homes; some trips out to Indy to rent a hotel or motel room and let it all out, their moans echoing off the walls; and of course, small stolen moments when they were around other people. Hands on the small of each other's backs, holding hands in the dark or under a blanket. Falling asleep against one another on the couch after a movie night with some of the others. All of this ramped up the heat and sexual tension between them, and reinforced their feelings for each other.

Steve fell first, but Eddie fell harder.

They’d decided it was finally time to come clean, and stop keeping it a secret from their friends. Eddie wanted to be able to kiss and hold Steve’s hand in front of everyone. He didn’t want to have to temper his usual flirty nature any longer. Steve wanted all of that, too, but he also had his own secondary reason, and it was currently burning a hole in his pocket.

Now that he had everyone’s attention, Steve blanched. Was this actually a good idea? He gave Eddie a quick glance, almost begging for help with his eyes. Eddie nodded slowly, a small smile spreading across his face. Quiet encouragement. It was the push Steve needed.

“I wanted to say…that I’m so glad all of you could be here, and it’s especially important because I have two things I want to announce. The first…is that Eddie and I are in a relationship. We’ve been dating for over a year now, and while we agreed to keep it secret in the beginning, we thought that now was the right time to share it with you all.”

Crickets.

Not a gasp. Not an expletive laden exclamation. Everyone in the room around them was stone-faced. Even the guys from Eddie's band looked particularly unfazed, as if someone had asked them what time it was, or what the weather was like outside, rather than finding out their lead guitarist was in a long term relationship with another guy.

Robin finally spoke up after it seemed the silence would never end. “Was it supposed to be a surprise?”

Steve’s eyebrows went up into his hair, and Eddie sat up straight. “What do you mean?” Eddie asked, a look of confusion on his face.

“You two really need to work on your subtlety,” Max piped up. “But, hey at least we don’t have to pretend we don’t know you two are fucking anymore.”

Steve turned bright red, and in spite of himself, Eddie barked out a laugh. Max was blunt as usual, and it was hard not to be amused by it.

“What gave it away?” Steve asked. “We were so-”

Nancy groaned out loud. “Do you really need a list? You two are always sitting almost on top of one another.”

“Eddie got way more touchy feely as the year went on,” Dustin said. “He was always touching you somehow, Steve. And worse, you were always touching him.”

One by one, their friends listed the ways they had been found out:

They repeatedly arrived late to gatherings, but at the same time. And they left early a lot of the time, too. "Always together," Jeff pointed out.

Steve frequently had hickies on his neck that his shirts couldn’t easily hide. The ones on Eddie’s neck at least could be hidden by his hair.

Eddie was recently caught humming songs that were more to Steve’s taste than his own. "I never would have pegged Eddie for a fan of The Smiths, but here we are," Will spoke up, voice quiet as usual, but clear.

When one of them disappeared for a quote unquote bathroom break, the other would inevitably follow. "You might have gotten away with it once or twice, but it was all the time," Mike complained. "I'm just glad my house had two bathrooms."

“And then you’d come back all sweaty and red, brochachos,” Argyle said, unable to stop the smirk on his face. “It’s pretty easy to assume.”

“Eddie looks at you like you hung the moon,” Gareth piped up. “I’ve never seen him look at anyone like that before.”

"One time," El spoke, her voice quiet and controlled as usual, "I saw you put your hand in Steve's back pocket. He seemed to like it. And so did you."

Eddie blushed, bringing some of his hair in front of his mouth. Steve didn't know his face could get any redder than it already was. "Okay, okay, I get it. We were very not subtle."

“Why are you telling us now, Steve?” Nancy asked, eyes bright and inquisitive, her reporter’s mind working overtime.

If Steve thought he was nervous before, it was nothing compared to the way his stomach dropped now. He hoped his face didn’t show it, but considering the input from everyone around them, that was a pipe dream.

“Well, I said I had two things to announce,” Steve said, placing his hands on his belt loops, trying to will himself to stop shaking. “And I wanted to tell you all about us because…” He turned to look at Eddie, who was looking at him quizzically.

Steve focused on Eddie, on the beautiful coffee depths of his expressive eyes. The familiar swoop of his bangs over his forehead. How soft his hair was. How beautifully pink his lips were. How he was the perfect height for Steve to pull in for a quick kiss. How strong his hands were, and how well he fit between Steve’s legs. How he thought of him when he woke up in the morning, and how he was on his mind as he went to bed.

How all of those things combined to make the perfect package of the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

“Because I wanted to ask you to marry me, Eddie.”

A collective gasp went through the room, punctuated by the wide eyed watery look Eddie gave him, his hands moving to cover his mouth.

Steve moved, going to his knees in front of where Eddie was sitting. “I didn’t realize when we got together that I’d find the missing half of myself.” As he spoke, he reached into his pocket, pulling out the small box. Eddie’s eyes widened as he watched, not moving a muscle, his hands still covering his mouth. “Being with you has been an exciting, loving adventure, and I can’t wait to see what the next phase of our adventure will be.” He opened the ring box, revealing a silver band that appeared to have been partially braided, with a green stone in the middle. Eddie had told him a lot about Aragorn’s ring in Lord of the Rings, and how he had given it to Arwen when they got engaged. “And so,” he took Eddie’s left hand and slid the ring onto his finger, “I want to kiss you in the sunlight, in the sight of many. Eddie. Will you marry me?”

Eddie nodded furiously as he let out a sob and pulled Steve in for a kiss. “Yes, yes, yes,” he murmured against his lips, tears streaming down his cheeks. “Yes, of course.”

Steve was crying, too, but they were happy tears as he wrapped his arms around Eddie.

He heard the rapid click click click of a camera, and turned to see Jonathan moving his camera away from his face. As he turned, Argyle whistled loudly, and before he knew it, all of their friends were swarming around them. Everyone was emotional, crying happy tears and hugging both of them. Eddie couldn’t stop looking at his ring, but when he did, he all but pinned Steve to the wall with the force of his gaze.

Later, after they had received all the congratulations and love from their friends, Eddie did physically pin Steve to the wall. He kissed him fiercely, hands roving everywhere he could.

“Good proposal?” Steve managed, voice rough as he broke away to take a breath.

“I was already going to say yes,” Eddie said, running a hand through Steve’s hair, kissing him softly on the lips. “But when you gave me that ring, and you quoted Lord of the Rings? I was a goner.” He rested his forehead against Steve’s. “I love you so much.”

“I love you, too, baby,” Steve replied, tilting Eddie’s head to the side to kiss his neck. “I’m not sure when we can legally tie the knot, but I want to practice what we’ll be able to do on our wedding night.”

Eddie grinned lasciviously at Steve, gripping his shirt and pulling him in for another rough kiss. “Of course. We have to make sure we get it right.” He kissed Steve again and then pulled back. “Engla beorhtast,” he whispered as he took his hand and led them up the stairs.

"Is that Elvish?" Steve asked, allowing himself to be pulled after his fiance.

"It is," Eddie answered. "It means 'brightest of angels'." He turned to face Steve, bringing his left hand up to caress Steve's face, the light glinting off of his ring. "And that's what you are to me. Now and for always."

Steve gulped, leaning into Eddie's touch. "I have a lot to live up to with that."

"I think you're more than equal to the task, big boy," Eddie said, pulling Steve backwards into their room, not stopping until he fell backwards onto the bed, Steve falling on top of him.