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Fearne Calloway, the woman that you are
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#critical role#critical role spoilers#cr#cr spoilers#cr3#cr3 spoilers#bell's hells#fearne calloway#fearne cr#critical role art#cr art#bee draws#this piece was really just one big art experiment for me which is why it's as wild as it is#also ignore that she's missing 95% of her core outfit. i was just having fun#ANYWAYS. Fearne getting the hellboy treatment was literally incredible and her new look sounds so so cool. so u know i had to draw something#this has been my only art of the campaign and its bc it brought on SUCH a strong image#obligatory tags for if aabria iyengar ever sees this art: thanks for willing burn-fearne into existence and letting me draw hot women 👍✨
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nothing (besides everyone ignoring Orym's deal) has made me angrier than watching Dorian keep up this facade. Dorian Storm has always been a type of mask he's worn. At first he called himself a liar because of it. The happy go lucky bard was a way of escaping for him. He was escaping Brontë so he created Dorian. He didn't believe he was Dorian. Until the Crown Keepers made Dorian real. And for a while, he really believed he was Dorian. That he has this new family and new life and he could be who he truly wanted to be.
And then his brother came back and made his problems Dorian's problems. Until he had to put Brontë back on. Because even if the Crown Keepers + Cyrus called him Dorian, he was Brontë. He had to be who his brother thought he was.
When Cyrus dies, the thread to Brontë had snapped. He was going to see Orym, back to the Bells Hells, back to Dorian Storm. But the foundation of Dorian had shattered. Dorian was created in order to run from his place in life, family, Cyrus. Now he was gone. The Crown Keepers had fallen apart. His friends fell through his fingers and he couldn't do anything to stop it. He was once ready to side with a betrayer god for these people and now they're in the wind.
So Dorian shows back up to Bells Hella and he's completely broken. The foundation of both of his lives has been thoroughly rocked. No brother. No Crown Keepers. The two things that forged Dorian Storm. He wears that mask so fucking well. Because he still wants to believe in it. He said it live on stage that he should "believe his own backstory". The one he made up. The one where he was a bard.
He wants to be Dorian so bad. He spends all his money on Orym, he spins the bottle so he can kiss his friends, he flirts, he blushes and giggles at compliments. Exactly how Dorian would, should.
But he wears the gold of the heir. He has a festering animosity inside his chest. He doesn't sleep. He's thinner than he was. He doesn't sleep. He sicks abominations after their creators. He talks to God's without an ounce of self preservation, daring them to strike him down. He does not acknowledge them as they taunt him.
The god of beauty and magic calls him beautiful and he does not smile.
#silver sending stones#cr spoilers#cr 3 e 107#dorian storm#got carried away in both the post and the tags again#this was supposed to be an add on from those tags yesterday#but i went off the fucking rails so hard im gonna have to make another post#and listen.#i know people are ✨ multifaceted ✨#but i think its interesting to peel apart the layers of dorian storm.#because i do think all of this is just dorian.#like the rest of us he would not be here if not for his family. his brother. the crown keepers. bells hella.#he is informed by the things that happened in the past. none of these identities could have happened on their own#but if we're looking at the arch as a whole#theres the bronte era. the dorian era. and then era where they got very muddy. and the era now.#i dont feel like he's suddenly a secret third person now#but you know how we all look at the past versions of ourselves and wonder how theyd feel about us now?#dorian just has names for them#and because there was a mixing of both his lives i think dorian is having a hard time reconciling into one#he tries very hard to be both himselves#the man contains multitudes for sure#and idk i just keep picturing him as a little bronte. and exu dorian is smiling and singing with him. he tells him all about their friends#and current dorian looking at them. afraid to approach. afraid theyll ask about their future. afraid to tell them.#but theyd probably figure it out. hes wearing gold after all.
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trying to do a deep dive on kiss of life and belle is doing backing vocals on song that went platinum in my house, mark’s child?? 😭😭😭 that must be her at the end omggggg
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erika!! am dropping by to wish you a weekend that is full of light and love 🥹🫧💗
i am back w my curious sel glassies 🤓 (pls feel free not to answer if uncomfy) — what’s a habit you’re most proud of? what habit of gojo’s is one you admire?
MY SWEET hONEY PIE SEL!! Thank you so much for your warm wishes and I hope your weekend was filled with just as much light and love!! Did you do anything fun?! 🥹✨💌
And oooo!! Don’t you look so cute in your curious Sel glasses! 🥰🥺🩷💕
So I think my main habit I’ve been really proud of is mediation! It’s not much and sometimes I can even just see it as the times I’m present just doing my skincare, but just giving myself that mental space to be with my thoughts or even get out of my thoughts has been so important to me 🤍
And for Gojo 👀
His habit that I love has to be how dedicated he is to training, like you would think he’s a bit lazy and arrogant about being the strongest so that he doesn’t train but it’s because of that he trains even harder and more than anyone maybe realizes…
Gosh I miss that silly guy I hate the longing LMAOO 🤡
But darling Sel you sweet angel thank you for dropping by with one of your sweet questions I’m gonna make us some cozy tea right now 🥺💝💕
ALSO OMG!!! Tell me what is your favorite hobby to do with Iwa!?!!!!
#I love you Sel bell 🔔💕#Sel’s tag 🍭✨#me and Gojo#is a that a self ship tag I see 🫣#asks and such things 💌
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Le Belle Mariée- A Bridal Boutique in PARIS
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#ts4#the sims 4#simblr#sims 4#ts4 simblr#the sims community#the sims cc#the sims#ts4 lets play#sims#ts4cc#ts4ccfinds#sims4cc#sims 4 cc#ts4 cc free#simmirbuilds#ts4 wedding#bride#sentate#ts4 build#sims 4 build#ts4 cc download#wedding#ts4 lovestruck#lovestruck#business & hobbies
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miscommunications • aa23 ੈ✩‧₊˚
ੈ✩‧₊˚ pairings || alex albon x model!reader
ੈ✩‧₊˚ genre || social media au
ੈ✩‧₊˚ summary || supermodel y/n y/l/n suddenly steps into the buzzing world of the formula 1 paddock, as she gets closer with the drivers, fans are quick to speculate and ship her with a certain driver: who is certainly not quick to deny and even fuels these rumours… confusing fans even more and aggravating the secret new couple!
alt. when the paddock rumours begin to stir but everyone is just a bit off
ੈ✩‧₊˚ warning || uhhh nothing really
ੈ✩‧₊˚ a/n || i know you guys are probably sick of me saying it… but im back! but like for real, at least for some time. i’ll try and pump as many fics out as i can b4 i most likely go ghost mode again hahha ☺️
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yourusername around the world 🗺️✈️
username17 i wish i had her life
username9 ate.
bellahadid sexy bb 😘💘💕🌺
⤷ yourusername ily babybellsss
username1 y/n an f1 fan?!
⤷ username72 yessss she’s BEEN a fan, she’s a massive tifosi
alexandrasaintmleux trop belle 😍😍
⤷ username23 worlds colliding fr
jastookes my girlllll
jacquemus 🥰
username7 first pic eatsssss
lirislaw on top of the world 🥰✨🧚♀️
devonleecarlson can’t believe u didn’t go out w us bc u wanted to watch the race smh 🤦♀️
⤷ yourusername a girl has priorities 🤷♀️
⤷ username12 she’s one of us fr 😭
username98 it girl 💚
liked by alexandrasaintmleux, scuderiaferrari, and 627,019 others
yourusername NYC-MIA just in time for fp1 🤍
username17 SHE’S AT THE GP?!
username5 she’s a ferrari fan i wonnnn
username3 yeah she’s at the gp but why is she not in the paddock?!
⤷ username72 she probably wasn’t invited and just wanted to go as a fan?
⤷ username61 yeah but she’s a supermodel… and i’m pretty sure she’s friends w charles leclerc’s girlfriend
alexandrasaintmleux YOU’RE IN MIAMI?! 😠😠
⤷ yourusername uh oh
⤷ alexandrasaintmleux why didn’t you tell me!!! u+me ferrari garage tmrw.
⤷ yourusername i don’t wanna impose haha im fine in the grandstands
scuderiaferrari Please join us in the garage tomorrow y/n ❤️
⤷ alexandrasaintmleux see @yourusername 🙃 not imposing
⤷ yourusername and this isn’t your doing…?
⤷ alexandrasaintmleux actually no surprisingly,, turns out ferrari want the number 1 model in the world to join their garage… funny how that works huh who’d’ve thought 😐❤️
landonorris noooo take of that hat and come to mclaren!
⤷ yourusername sorry tifosi 4 life ❤️
⤷ landonorris papaya is better 🧡
⤷ username81 little lando norris shooting his shot
logansargeant how bout some williams blue for the home boy 💙
⤷ alex_albon god you are both such losers @ landonorris
⤷ yourusername hm i do love me some blue x
⤷ logansargeant i think you meant to reply to my comment but thank you y/n 😊
⤷ yourusername uh yeah hahahahah sorry mb
⤷ landonorris i detest that albono ☝️
liked by mclaren, landonorris, and 350,828 others
yourusername lights out on film ❤️
tagged landonorris, alex_albon, charles_leclerc, alexandrasaintmleux, logansargeant, oscarpiastri
username1 on friday she was in the grandstands and now she’s best friends w half the grid ICON
landonorris you must be a good luck charm 🧡
⤷ username51 mans tryna shoot his shot
alexandrasaintmleux please come to every single race now 🥹
⤷ yourusername any excuse to see u!!!
username4 love y/n x f1!!!
scuderiaferrari pleasure having you 🥰
⤷ yourusername ❤️
username28 wow y/n feeding us w the dumppp
mclaren we’d love to have you in the papaya garage next time 😉🧡
⤷ username45 wonder who’s responsible for this 🤣
⤷ username7 i ship it
williamsracing better at our job than us!
⤷ yourusername could never beat williams admin photos!
⤷ logansargeant idk i much prefer this photographer 😊
⤷ alex_albon it’s painful to watch,, also couldn’t beat aa23 film photos!
⤷ yourusername ouch but you’re right hahah 💙
⤷ aa23 they come close ✌️
liked by francisca.cgomes, oscarpiastri, and 323,920 others
yourusername bits and pieces
tagged albon_pets, landonorris, jastookes
username16 eee lando feature 🧡
username14 so happy she’s been going to races, i love seeing her w alexandra in the paddock
⤷ username7 best wags 💕
username63 🤐
username11 are those alex’s cats?!
⤷ username92 love their friendship,, they’ve probably become closer since her and lando have been talking 😊
albon_pets come see us again soon y/n 🐹
⤷ yourusername i will xx 💋
⤷ username55 she has her own albon pets emoji!!!!
jastookes 💞💞
alex_albon why do my cats like you more than me?!
⤷ yourusername i have developed a codependent relationship with otto 🫂
⤷ georgerussell63 stay in line 😒
username11 the fourth photo soft launch?!
⤷ username09 don’t know why she’s trying to soft launch when we all know it’s lando 😭
⤷ username6 let her have it haha
⤷ username23 idk that guy doesn’t rlly look like lando he looks taller
⤷ username09 well it’s probably the angle and even if it isn’t maybe that’s just her friend 😐
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georgerussell63 weekend away before we head into the last double header before summer break 🛥️
tagged alex_albon, carmenmmundt
username62 galex strikes again
carmenmmundt 🥰❤️
usernams72 albono the ultimate third wheel
⤷ yourusername @alex_albon 🤣🫵
⤷ username72 uhhhhh hello y/n?!!?
alex_albon ✌️
username71 first pict kinda looks like y/n’s recent 🙃
⤷ username16 AHHHH landoy/n confirmed then bc if she was with them surely lando was there too!!!
⤷ landonorris yes!
⤷ yourusername gtfo mate
⤷ username11 confused again…
username23 carmen, her boyfriend, and her boyfriends boyfriend!
liked by charles_leclerc, mclaren, and 760,800 others
yourusername double-header dump
tagged alexandrasaintmleux, alex_albon, landonorris, adam_norris_pure_electric, francisca.cgomes, charles_leclerc, carlossainz55
username51 need alex and y/n’s hair care routines!
username17 norris family pic…. hard launch is imminent
username4 THE PAPAYA FLOWERS AHHHH i love them smmm
landonorris alex is an ipad kid
⤷ yourusername he’s my ipad kid 🩵
⤷ yourusername it’s a problem
⤷ alex_albon 🙈
iamrebeccad i don’t think u even look at me like that @ carlossainz55
⤷ carlossainz55 i could post a picture of you and alexandra…
⤷ alexandrasaintmleux 😳
adam_norris_pure_electric nice meeting you y/n 😊🧡
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⤷ username17 she met the parents!
williamsracing is that a williams cap we spy…? 🕵️
⤷ georgerussell63 an aa23 cap if im correct
⤷ yourusername “an aa23 cap if im correct 🤓☝️”
⤷ landonorris nah
francisca.cgomes 🩷
liked by alexandrasaintmleux, heidiberger_, and 340,003 others
yourusername the glitz and glam
username11 y/n with daniel??
⤷ usernams91 i think this is the annual bbq thing at christian horner’s farm but im not sure why shes there
username4 who’s shoes?!? 🧡😉
⤷ username81 definitely not lando’s lol he wouldn’t be at a red bull affiliated event
⤷ username6 pretty sure alex was there soooo maybe lando could be
⤷ username23 alex still has ties w redbull thai land so
heidi_berger boots make the fit 💘
danielricciardo that good ol’ english weather 😄
username73 😍😍
gerihalliwellhorner beautiful girl
liked by danielricciardo, yourusername, and 569,039 others
alex_albon bri’ish dump innit 🇬🇧🫖
tagged danielricciardo
username71 awww y/n standing w alex meeting his family i love their friendship
⤷ username23 ahhh she probably went to the bbq with alex,, my fave bffs
⤷ username4 if i was lando id feel kinda weird about that
⤷ username17 yeah taking your mate’s gf as your plus one to an event is weird
⤷ username55 i can’t why are people acting like lando and y/n have ever confirmed they’re dating 😭😭
username72 love it albono ✌️
williamsracing home race done and dusted ✅💙🇬🇧
danielricciardo albonoooo
username23 maybe those were alex’s shoes in y/n’s dump…
⤷ username12 yeah right in his dreams
albon_pets we spy y/n 🐹!
⤷ yourusername the albon family loves me more than alex confirmed
⤷ alex_albon what’s new
liked by yourusername, max.homa, and 679,668 others
alex_albon never ask a man his handy cap 🏌️
username23 we love a man committed to his hobbies (even if he’s horrible at them)
pierregasly 😂😂
yourusername cute
⤷ username37 🤨
username61 two golf bags…?
⤷ username71 y’all acting like he’s a loser and has no friends
⤷ yourusername no need to act 🥰
⤷ username42 gagged em
⤷ alex_albon get outta my comments weirdo
williamsracing racing is his side hobby guys
liked by georgerussell63, lirislaw, and 1,093,772 others
yourusername weekend away ⛳️
username4 wait a minute…
username72 um that’s not-
username91 what in the plot twist
alexandrasaintmleux i’ve see enough. put her on the lpga
⤷ yourusername thankyou!
bellahadid sports star 🌟
username74 weekend away with… alex?
username62 soft launch is soft launching
username18 omf nvm guyssss check lando’s recent
liked by maxfewtrell, carlossainz55, and 897,928 others
landonorris golf getaway 😄
username72 awww couples retreatttt
username16 ahhahaha alex was just third wheeling lmfao
yourusername you golf?
⤷ landonorris do u even swing bro
⤷ username4 i love their couples banter
alex_albon huh funny
username61 that tank top is doing wonders
⤷ username3 gf effect goes crazy
maxfewtrell pandas on the green is crazy
liked by iamrebeccad, alex_albon, and 780,000 others
yourusername summer never looked so good
landonorris you’re right 😍
⤷ oscarpiastri 🤢
alexandrasaintmleux trop belleeeee
wolfiecindy ma girrllllll
francisca.cgomes jealous 😍
username18 boddddd
kaiagerber mermaid princess 🧜♀️👸💞
username62 she’s so gorgeous
username37 not a coincident she’s on holiday during f1 summer break
⤷ username6 it’s also just like yk… summer
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yourusername happier than ever
alexandrasaintmleux wonder whyyyy
⤷ username16 what do you know?!?
iamrebeccad lover girl 💕💕
⤷ username4 i just need them to hard launch already 😭
logansargeant nice photographer u got there
⤷ yourusername the besttt
⤷ username27 does this count as a ls2xln4 interaction? 🤨
⤷ username1 who says he’s talking abt ln
⤷ username27 bro
username818 ugh so gorgggg
pietra.pilao lindaaa
⤷ username71 🤨🤨
⤷ username62 lando’s best friend’s girlfriend hmmmmmm
liked by yourusername, georgerussell63, and 1,009,737 others
alex_albon found my new profession
username12 if i speak…
landonorris lotta bags for 1️⃣
⤷ yourusername muppet
⤷ username16 they’re sooo cute 🥰
⤷ alex_albon aren’t they just 😍
username16 everyone sleeping on alex 😫😩
⤷ username81 more for me! 🙂↕️
georgerussell63 big guns albono 💪
williamsracing alex albon jpg when?
username18 oooh does alex have a new gf?
charles_leclerc cool guy 😎
liked by georgerussell63, mclaren, and 1,922,837 others
landonorris photography is my passion 🌊
username16 awww he’s the one taking all of y/n’s ig pics
username72 he has a very pretty muse!
alex_albon having fun?
⤷ landonorris heaps 😘
username4 gahhhh can they just confirm it already
username1 soft launch is driving me crazy
maxfewtrell idiot😐
mclaren we hope driving is still up there!!!
liked by bellahadid, carmenmmundt, and 970,822 others
yourusername siri play pyramids by frank ocean 🌅
alex_albon FLIP THAT SHOE OVER
⤷ yourusername mb grandpa
devonleecarlson my girllll
username31 around the world fr
alexandrasaintmleux ah i hope ur having the best time gorg
⤷ yourusername miss you my girl 🥹
alexconsani MAMAAAA 🙂↕️
blonded 🎧
username7 aesthetic queen
lirisaw 😘🥰🙈💋💞
username4 can’t wait to sees lando’s matching post
liked by williamsracing, logansargeant, and 560,929 others
alex_albon 🇪🇬&🇪🇸
username71 second pic 🙃
username82 wait guys maybe…
username11 omf are y/n and alex on holiday together?!
yourusername you’re loving that camera aren’t ya
⤷ alex_albon so are you…
⤷ username23 wait… what 😮
williamsracing getting that summer break tan 💙
username72 um so maybe we were wrong? but this can’t be right 😨
username3 they could just be on holiday w their friends as well lol i doubt it’s anything else
username4 waiting for lando to drop that he was also there
liked by mclaren, oscarpiastri, and 1,099,473 others
landonorris working at the pyramids tonight ⏳
username22 HE WAS WITH Y/N
username9 the pyramids lyrics…
yourusername LANDO NORRIS
⤷ username40 someone’s in trouble w the mrsssss
⤷ username5 he’s making the soft launch to obvious 😭😅
username18 MY IT COUPLES PREVAILS 🧡
oscarpiastri 😀
alex_albon mateeee 😐
liked by alex_albon, lilamoss, and 2,096,821 others
yourusername my beautiful boy
📸: alex_albon
username18 OMG SO IT IS ALEX?!
username72 albono pulled her???
gracieabrams stunnnn 🥰🥰
carmenmmundt linda ❤️
username8 gawd she’s beautiful
username44 guys i think alex just took the pictures so like including the one of her and her mans
⤷ username32 this makes so much more sense
⤷ alex_albon how.
alexandrasaintmleux unreal
landonorris 🧡
⤷ username51 AH CONFIRMATION
liked by pierregasly, maxfewtrell, and 1,929,844 years others
landonorris well guess the soft launch is over now right? @yourusername 🌅
thanks @alex_albon photography 🥰
username17 omg confirmation ahhh finally
username4 finally lando can now freely post her🥰 need a jpg post
stat!
oscarpiastri really outdid urself mate 🤦♂️
username55 alex has been so sweet taking all these cute pics for them 💞
⤷ username19 bro probably had the worst time third wheeling
alex_albon congrats guys!!!! 🥰😘
⤷ username71 awww so sweet
⤷ yourusername what. is. happening.
georgerussell63 congrats to the cutest happiest couple 🩵
⤷ yourusername GEORGEEEEE 👹
alexandrasaintmleux treat her right 🥰
⤷ username16 awww bestie approved
⤷ yourusername alex.
⤷ alex_albon yes 😇
⤷ yourusername NOT YOU OBVIOUSLY… OR WAIT YES YOU
charles_leclerc so happy you found eachother ❤️
pierregasly congrats @.yourusername & @.landonorris!!! ❤️🔥
francisca.cgomes glad you guys are finally public ☺️
carmenmmundt ❤️
mclaren our favourites 🧡
⤷ williamsracing we’re jealous! 😉💙
⤷ username65 randommm?
adam_norris_pure_electric nice one son!
maxverstappen1 👏👏
carlossainz55 ¡vamos! ❤️
yourusername that’s it.
yourusername I’M DONE YOU FUCKING IDIOT
⤷ landonorris oh no
⤷ username51 wait what
liked by alexandrasaintmleux, bellahadid, and 3,929,824 others
yourusername fuck it we ball
tagged alex_albon
username17 AHHH WHAT?!?
username18 this can’t be true
⤷ username91 accept it oh my god
alexconsani ❤️🔥
rachelzegler okayyyy WAG 😍
rhode 💞💖
username4 idk how to say it but alex just doesn’t feel right for y/n like they’re friendship is cute but not romantically. he’s just like the best friend type not boyfriend,, y/n needs someone hotter and more up to her standards like lando
⤷ yourusername OMG SHUT UPPPPPP
⤷ username23 y/n does NOT play about her mannn
bellahadid love you guys 💞✨☄️
britishvogue 👑👑
ayoedebiri ❣️
alex_albon omg she hard launched me i must be the one 😍
⤷ yourusername ugh ur so annoying 🙄
⤷ alex_albon i love you too
alex_albon im sorry 😞
⤷ yourusername your little prank pushed me to the precipice
⤷ username3 ??
⤷ username19 i think alex made all their friends comment on lando’s post pretending it was real hahaha
⤷ username7 ahhh omg poor y/n
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kaiagerber cutest
graciebrns 🪐💫😘
username11 why do so many people feel entitled to her relationship and now saying that there’s no way she’s w her actual bf?
⤷ username76 people need to touch grass and stop shipping her with her boyfriends colleague and FRIEND
landonorris how could you do this to me 😳😱😨
⤷ yourusername dont even SPEAK
gabbriette 🖤
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you are in love: l'amour de ma vie || joe burrow x reader
description: a little bridge between the last part of YAIL into part 5 which will be coming soon! little moments from the france trip and some stuff from home 🖤
universe: you are in love (click for parts 1-4 of the series)
a/n: been in my drafts since June of 2024. and here she is :) would love some feedback and if you’d like to see more of this for this series!
taglist: (ask to be added): @joeyfranchise @joeyb1989 @joeyburrrow @softburrow @burrowbarbie @yelenasbraid @lovelyburrow @majestic87 @grittysbiggestfan @definitelynotdomanique
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📍cannes, france
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y/n_y/ln: ocean blue eyes, looking in mine
comments:
joeyb_9: la plus belle fille que j'ai jamais vue
——— y/n_y/ln: tu me rends le plus heureux 😙😙
——— fan14: he said she’s the most beautiful girl he’s ever laid his eyes on. shut the fuck up oh my god
——— fan938: did she just say he makes her the happiest? oh pack it up fellas it's wraps
fan6: i can’t believe we’re back to her casually posting my relationship era. thank you joe burrow for your services 🫡
fan1348: i don’t even know who’s winning in this relationship like they’re both HOT as fuck
y/bsf: 🛥️ the ship has sailed folks
fan_71: the heart on his back? god when is it my turn
fan273: they’re so cute 🥲
fan28288: that caption feels oddly like song lyrics y/n 😟
fan1717: i am so happy for her 🥺 she deserves this after all these years
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📍cannes, france
liked by: y/n_y/ln, lahjay_10, jjetas2, killatrav, y/bsf_21, and others
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joeyb_9: photo dump?
comments:
y/n_y/ln: he’s learninggg 🤞
——— joeyb_9: creds to the best 🧎♂️
y/n_y/ln: wear that alo two piece more often. damn 🤤
——— joeyb_9: yes ma’am 🫡
—————— lahjay_10: aye 🤨
fan226: y/n has joe doing photo dumps now? are we in heaven?
fan9191: everytime they pop up on my feed my jaw drops because I still can’t believe it’s true
fan8877: he brought her with him to the events 🥺
fan5874: atta boy joe! winning on and off the field like a true king
fan2727: that last photo of her...hello. HELLO
lahjay_10: i was in baton rouge for 5 seconds and shiesty went hollywood? damn
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📍french riviera
liked by: enews, bengalslover47, y/ncollective, ybsf_21, wasitover_10, and others
tagged: y/n_y/ln, joeyb_9
gridback_news: love is officially in bloom under the french riviera sun! 🌹✨ multi-platinum and grammy award winning artist, y/n and superstar NFL quarterback of the cincinnati bengals, joe burrow were spotted on an intimate stroll through the charming streets of cannes, looking completely smitten with one another. from soft smiles to stolen glances, the chemistry between these two is undeniable. after months of speculation, their outings in france seem to confirm what fans have been buzzing about: romance is in full swing and the fans are here for it! could this be the new power couple we’ve been waiting for? 🖤
#cannesinlove #yxj #couplegoals #romanceinfrance
comments:
bengalslover47: the king of cincy has finally found his queen everyone. may she bring us good luck and make joe the happiest he's ever been. amen
y/ncollective: ARM PLACEMENTS? and she looks so small next to him 💗
y/nfan0: oh joey b you are so loved by us.
fan8: qb1 scoring touchdowns on and off the field. y’all are the ultimate power couple
fan38: can we talk about how joe went from breaking defenses to breaking hearts? he just bagged the woman of the CENTURY
——— fan.18: every man and woman in america just fell to their knees
fan9_: oooooof her new album is going to HIT
——— fan!6: new album? did i miss something
—————— fan9_: grammy's coming up...she always goes out with a bang then 👀 just connecting some dots
rulethejungle5: and they said i was crazy when i said i heard some things around town about these two
xoxogossipgirllover: i need to get the scoop on these two! damn 😍🔥
fan3893_0: INJECT IT INTO MY VIENS MY WORLDS ARE COLLIDING
fan84: anyone notice y/n's best friend liked the post? tea ☕️
fan82828: oh the album is coming everyone. it’s coming soon. WE MADE IT
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📍paris, france
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gridback_news: spotted: y/n and joe burrow turning heads in paris, strolling hand in hand and serving effortlessly chic looks 👀✨ with fashion week just around the corner, fans are buzzing about whether this stylish duo might make an appearance. whatever the occasion, one thing’s for sure—they’re absolutely owning the parisian streets!
an exclusive source has confirmed their relationship, revealing that joe and y/n are very happy together and share a connection built on trust, understanding, and mutual respect. their relationship has been growing behind the scenes for much longer than anyone realized, and their bond is stronger than ever. y/n has fully embraced life in cincinnati, and together they’ve created a solid foundation that balances their busy lives with a love that feels effortless. right now, they’re focused on enjoying each other and making memories—and it’s safe to say, happiness looks good on them. 💕
#parislove #yxj #styleandgrace #fashionweekvibes
comments:
fan9493: FIRST PAP WALK? IN PARISSS? oh we are so back y/n nation. that girl is in LOVE
y/ncollective: they look phenomenal
y/nfan0: manifesting a fashion week appearance
fan02: peep both their likes on this post...
fan-19: wonder if their gonna go to vouge world?
——— gridback_news: 👀👀
fan521_: this photo would do numbers on wattpad a few years ago
fan91: she seems so much happier and comfortable with joe. that’s how you know she’s thriving again. just look at them
fan18_brq: embraced life in cincy? and that’s a big fuck you to her ex! wack him again for me HAHAH
xoxogossipgirllover: i heard that they'll be at YSL's show tomorrow...watch this space
fan0101: wait…how long have they actually been together because-
fan3939: i need football season to come faster. need her in the stands this year!!! she has such great style
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📍paris, france
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y/n_y/ln: thank you for an amazing night @ ysl 🖤
comments:
y/bsf_21: god damn you look amazing
——— y/n_y/n: i love you 💞
joeyb_9: starry skies 🌌
——— y/n_y/ln: ...starry eyes?
—————— joeyb_9: ....darkest nights?
———————————— fan3010: what are they talking about 🤨
lahjay10_: lookin fly mademoiselle
——— y/n_y/ln: feelin fly uno 😴
fan9393: oh they absolutely ate this up. 10/10 no notes
ysl: thank you both for joining us!
joeyb_9: beautiful as always
——— y/n_y/ln: lover 💘
bengals: 👑 🐅
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📍vogue world
liked by: tmz, y/ncollective, rulethejungle, bengalsfan4949, enews, and 1.5 million others
tagged: y/n_y/ln
gridback_news: breaking alert 🚨: y/n spotted looking absolutely stunning at the vogue world fashion show, where rumors are swirling that her boyfriend, joe burrow, is set to make his runway debut alongside friend and fellow nfl star, justin jefferson 🏈✨ sources say y/n is here to cheer joe on as he steps into the world of high fashion for the first time, sharing in what’s sure to be a monumental moment for him. from the field to the runway, this power couple is proving they’re unstoppable 🔥
#vogueworld #joeburrow #yxj #fashionmeetsfootball
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📍pfw
liked by: y/n_y/ln, jjetas2, lahjay10_, bengals, y_bsf21, samhubbard, vouge, killatrav, and 5.6 million others
tagged: vouge, y/n_y/ln
joeyb_9: with @ vougemagazine doing some new things :)
comments:
y/n_y/ln: i am so so so proud of you joey ❤️
——— joeyb_9: my biggest cheerleader. ilyttmats
—————— fan383: did he...did he just quote "seven"? OH MY GOD HE QUOTED SEVEN
—————— fan29: im going to be sick this is so 🥲
jjetas2: shiesty in all black
samhubbard: nice 😎
fan302: peak couple behavior is the matching loubitans. we're witnessing the couple of the decade y'all. buckle up
y/n_y/ln: put the back away joseph lee there's people around 😦
——— joeyb_9: why don't you come help me out then ;)
—————— y_bsf21: guys...there's people watching
————————— y/n_y/ln: oopsies 🙊
bengals: alright joe! 🐅
killatrav: 🔥
vouge: a natural star 🌟
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📍fashion week
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y/n_y/ln: come here dressed in black now
comments:
joeyb_9: bestest week with l'amour de ma vie
——— y/n_y/ln: 🥹
—————— y/ncollective: joe please keep her this happy im not okay :(
——— fan39: LOVE OF HIS LIFE!! HE SAID LOVE OF HIS LIFE
—————— fan30303: WHAT
taylorswift: love it!!!! you both killed it :)
——— y/n_y/ln: 💗
fan3003: love seeing them happy together! they both deserve this
fan1991: has anyone noticed the black theme/aesthetic she has going on? her last few posts have been…dark
——— fan181.y/n_: wait a second. you’re onto something??
fan111: give me that album now rachel. GIVE IT TO ME.
loverofy/n: girl we need new music. like NOW
fan9339-_: already the most iconic couple we've seen in years.
lahjay10_: y'all killin it 🙂↕️
——— y/n_y/ln: we miss youuuu
——— joeyb_9: dinner at our place when we get back?
vouge: a beauty ✨
fan2882: how much y’all wanna bet that her caption is song lyrics
y_bsf21: STUNNER? HOT? JOE MOVE OVER
——— y/n_y/ln: im in tears joe's giving me a frowny face because he feels threatened
—————— y_bsf_21: good.
——— joeyb_9: I will NOT be moving over ma'am
enews: setting the streets of paris on fire as well as all our hearts 💕🥰
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stay tuned for you are in love V
#joe burrow#joe burrow x y/n#joe burrow x you#joe burrow x reader#joe burrow imagine#joe burrow fic#joe burrow fan fic#joe burrow bengals#joey b#yail#nfl imagine
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──★ ｡𖦹°‧⭑ Love Triangle, Monaco Edition
Charles Leclerc x Fem!reader x Arthur Leclerc
୨ৎ Summary: Two brothers. One girl. And a chaotic comment section
୨ৎ Genre: SMAU
୨ৎ Notes: Some grammatical error and google translated french, hope you enjoy guys!
୨ৎ Fc: Beabadoobee & Random Pinterest Girlies
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Missgirl_ tu es plutôt beau toi-même😉 ❤️ by Charles_Leclerc
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Only because he had to hear it 😌
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Bro. It’s always the poetic ones you come for 😭 Let him have his sunset, damn.
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I support emotional vulnerability. But maybe next time, sunset without the subtext?
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Bro. He posted vibes. You posted a hit.
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Next time just post the sun and log off man 😭 Charles came in SWINGING.
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Depends. Did it work? 👀😏
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Lando this is better than the Netflix series tbh
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Worth The Fight: Not Going Anywhere
Masterlist: Here
CW: Minor language, smut, baby stuff, one moment of slight panic (Harry is always panicked about something isn’t he?) and a lot of fluff!
*smut happens in the first section if you don’t wanna read it you’ll know when it starts and then you can skip to the next bit and won’t miss anything*
A/N: Here it is, the last update for this series and lord have mercy what a ride it has been! Thank y’all for letting me take you on this journey with these two it has been an emotional rollercoaster but look how far they’ve come! I hope y’all enjoy and don’t worry this isn’t the last you’ll see of this little gang🥹✨
Word Count: 8K
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Summary: Harry is sure Paris doesn’t think he’s a good dad, you two take the twins out for a walk and Niall and Ethan stop by for a visit✨
Harry can feel eyes on him the moment he steps into the nursery, but luckily he doesn’t need to panic because he knows exactly who it is that’s staring him down as he walks over to Nora’s crib to make sure she’s still asleep. He hears the faint thump of four paws hitting the carpet followed by a very distinct jingle of the bell on his collar and he knows he has only a few seconds before an orange ball of fur with ridiculously big green eyes is pawing at his ankle, his silent warning to back away before he is forced to use more aggressive tactics such as biting. Harry doesn’t know when Paris named himself the twins guardian but he takes his job extremely seriously especially while they are asleep, he stays perched on the rocking chair in the corner of their nursery and at every noise and weird sound they make he does a lap around their crib and if he thinks the situation calls for it he will rush off to whatever room you’re in and meow until you get the hint and follow him.
Normally Harry doesn’t mind, he actually likes knowing Paris is in there with the twins who have managed to flip his entire world upside down in the short three months since they were born. He knows Paris is a gentle soul but appreciates that he is willing to get violent if the moment calls for it and often times the moment only seems to call for it whenever Harry is involved. His ankles have gotten more bites over the last three months than they ever did when he was just simply trying to win you over and it has him convinced Paris doesn’t think he’s fit to be a dad and sometimes it bugs him to the extent he whines about it to you during your few hours of alone time at night before one of the twins wakes up for something.
“Relax mate m’just checking on things then I’ll be out of your hair.” Harry whispers to the orange cat who is right under his feet as he moves to take a quick look into Edward’s crib.
“Paris honey let daddy have a minute okay?” Your voice coming from the doorway makes Harry jump a bit causing you to place a hand over your mouth to stifle your laugh. “Come on,” Harry looks down at Paris who looks over at you with a tilted head. “Let’s go snuggle for a bit how’s that sound?” The orange cat quickly walks over to the door and rubs his head against your ankles making you smile as you bend down and pick him up.
“Thank you love.” Harry says with a smile as he watches the two of you head towards the bedroom, he already begins to prepare himself for having to fight the orange cat off of you so he can get some cuddles in himself but that’s a struggle for future Harry because right now he just wants to soak in this moment of peaceful bliss in the room with his two little bundles of pure joy and happiness as they drift deeper into dreamland.
“Sweet dreams Edward.” He whispers as he leans over and places a featherlight light kiss to the top of his head. “Daddy loves you.” He mumbles as he stands up, a little grin works its way across Harry’s face as he watches his son move the slightest bit while letting out a soft little whimper. After a few moments of staring at the little boy who is all comfy and warm in his Pooh Bear pajamas he moves over to Nora’s crib.
“I love you.” He says softly as he reaches over and runs a hand over her tummy, knowing better than to lean in and get too close because unlike her brother who can sleep through anything, Nora can always sense when one of her parents are near and will wake up with a sad little cry just to get someone to pick her up and usually it’s Harry because he can’t stand hearing her sound so upset. “Sweet dreams.” He whispers before turning and heading for the door, making sure the monitor is on and the sound machine is set to start in a few minutes and will hopefully help the two of them stay asleep.
“And our paper houses reach the stars…” Harry pauses in the doorway of the bedroom as the very familiar sound of Niall’s voice softly filters through the small speaker of your phone. He stands there and leans against the doorframe as he watches you fold the twin’s laundry while Paris is curled up near Harry’s pillow at the top of the bed, still shocked at how many outfits his two little humans go through in a single day. As you sway to the music he can’t help but smile as his eyes roam over your frame, you look so soft in your t shirt and sleep shorts he really can’t be bothered to keep his hands off you any longer.
“Paris look away I’m about to kiss on your mom.” You let out a chuckle as Harry’s arms snake around your middle from behind, pulling your back flush against his chest while he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck. The sudden noise makes Paris look up and upon seeing Harry in the bedroom he is quick to leap from the bed and make his way out of the room. “He’s gonna go check on them isn’t he? I know he just thinks I’m the worst dad on the planet and-”
“Harry he doesn’t think you’re a bad dad he is just protective that’s all. How are they?” You ask cutting off his rant as you finish folding one of Nora’s onesies, tossing it into the hamper with the other folded clothes that you’ll put away later.
“Sound asleep. Nora didn’t even move when I told her goodnight.” He tells you after placing a soft kiss to the side of your neck and resting his chin on top of your shoulder.
“And how much did that hurt your feelings? I know you secretly love it when she cries for you.” Your tone is only partially teasing and Harry doesn’t need to be looking at your face to know you’re smiling, he can hear it in your voice.
“I’ll recover but it was a bit devastating I mean even Ed let out one of those sigh coo things he does but Nora? It was like I wasn’t even there and that’s just-odd.” He explains as you turn around in his hold, his mouth turns downward into a small little pout as you reach up and cup his face with your hands.
“Poor daddy.” You tease as you get on your tiptoes and place a quick kiss to his lips.
“Poor daddy indeed.” He mumbles as you pull away making you roll your eyes as his hands grab onto your hips.
“I’ll let you get her when she wakes up in a few hours how about that? You can get all the Nora and daddy time you want.”
“Oh and let you and Ed gossip about me? I think not.”
“We don’t gossip about you we just discuss the events of the day that’s all.”
“And these events always have to do with me and how I’m dressed or how many bottles I’ve dropped.”
“I mean-four in one day is a bit extreme and you used to be worried I was the clumsy one.” He rolls his eyes as he leans down and places a kiss to your forehead.
“You may not be the clumsy one but I still worry about you even when you’re just down the hall.” He admits making you fight the urge to smile as his lips place a soft kiss to the tip of your nose while your arms wrap around his neck. “We have what? At least an hour until one of them wakes up?” He mumbles between kisses down your jaw making you let out a giggle.
“Something like that yeah.” You answer as one of Harry’s hands moves to the back of your neck so he can gently lay you down on the bed, you let out a soft laugh as he hovers over you.
“Hi Cranky.” He says with a grin as he stares into your eyes, you can’t help but smile back at him as you run a hand through his hair.
“Hi Mr. Popular.” Harry lets out a breathy laugh as he leans in and presses his lips against yours for a kiss that’s full of nothing but love. Your mouth move against his slowly as his tongue teasingly swipes across your bottom lip before it slips past your parted lips. Your hands move to slide under the soft material of his shirt, roaming over the muscles of his back and gliding over his sides so you can feel the hard lines and dips of his toned stomach.
“Baby,” you pause your movements as Harry reluctantly pulls his mouth away from yours and looks down at you with lust filled eyes. “Can we please change the music?” You bite your bottom lip to hold back a laugh as Harry turns his head and moves to grab your phone that’s still playing Niall’s Flicker album on shuffle.
“You don’t find his voice sexy?” You ignore the glare Harry sends you as he turns the music off before tossing the phone over to his side of the bed.
“I do but I’d really prefer to just hear yours right now-saying my name.” And before you can respond with a snippy remark Harry’s lips are on your neck nipping at the spot below your ear earning him a soft moan as his hand grabs at the soft flesh of your thigh so he can gently bend your leg at the knee placing your foot flat against the soft comforter you have on the bed. “Tell me if it’s too much okay?” You just give him a nod when he pulls back just enough so he can get a good look at your face.
“You have to actually do something before I can tell you if it’s too-” yours words get stuck in your throat as Harry rolls his hips letting you get a feeling of just how hard he is under his shorts.
“Always so impatient.” He teases as his hand finds the waistband of your shorts but before he can slip his hand underneath the soft material you give his shoulders a soft push. “You want on top?”
“Yes it’s better that way or-you can be behind me-oh or we can be on our sides? What do you want?” Harry lets out a soft chuckle as he stares down at you with a silly looking grin on his face.
“Baby I just want you.” He answers before leaning down to place a kiss to your lips. “In whatever way is most comfortable for you.” He explains as his hand rests on the waistband of your shorts, his thumb rubbing circles on your soft skin of your hip.
“God you would say something like that right now-all sweet and nice.”
“Sorry want me to dirty it up a bit? Tell you I want you bent over and ass up?”
“You’re so annoying.” Harry doesn’t miss the smile that teases the corners of your mouth as your hands run up and down his arms.
“Just tell me what you want.” You rub your lips together and Harry can tell your thinking about what would be best and he finds himself leaning down to place a kiss to your cheek, not wanting you to get too lost in your thoughts. “I just want you to be comfortable.” He tells you before placing a kiss to your other cheek.
“Let’s-let’s try it this way and if it’s too much I’ll get on top.” You tell him as your hands slide down his back, dipping under his shorts making him let out a groan as his head ducks down to the crook of your neck as he helps you shimmy his shorts down.
“Gotta help me get these off love.” He mumbles against the sensitive skin of your neck as he tugs at your shorts, you lift your hips and move your leg so you can quickly slide your shorts down your legs until you can kick them off to the floor. “You swear you’ll tell me if it’s-oh fuck.” Your hand wrapping around Harry’s hard shaft has him letting out a choked moan, you give him a few slow strokes as you hitch one of your legs over Harry’s hip pulling him closer.
“You know I love you but please stop talking and fuck me already.” Your words have Harry letting out a small groan as you give him a few more strokes with your hand.
“Love it when you’re bossy.” His voice is deep and filled with need as you let out a gasp when you feel him tease your entrance with the tip of his cock before slowly pushing himself in. “I love you too by the way.” You let out a muffled laugh as his mouth finds yours, kissing you with an intense hunger as he continues to slowly push his thick shaft inside your wetness.
Your hands tangle into his hair as he licks into your mouth, his tongue sliding over yours as you move your lips against his. His grip on your hip tightens as you give his hair a gentle tug as you feel the familiar ache that comes before the soothing pleasure of Harry being fully tucked up inside you, the overwhelming sense of fullness that only he can give you. His lips travel down your jaw as he gives you a gentle thrust of his hips making a moan falls from your lips.
“That’s-yeah that’s good-really good.” Harry smiles against your jaw as his hips find a deliciously steady pace that has your hands griping his shoulders, it’s not nearly as rough and hard as he knows you want because even though you’re about twelve weeks out form delivering the twins you still get some soreness and discomfort if he goes too hard.
“Fuck baby m’not gonna last if you-you keep clenching me like that.” He groans as your walls clench around his length as your nails dig into the top of his shoulders while your hips rise to meet his thrusts.
“Feels so good.” Your voice is strained as you close your eyes and Harry knows you’re close already so he lets his hand slip between your two bodies until his thumb is pressing against your clit making your hips jerk. “Oh god.” Your deep moan has Harry closing his eyes and trying to compose himself so he doesn’t burst inside you right then and there, not that you’d mind because you like knowing you make I’m lose control when normally he doesn’t even think about his own release until you’ve made a mess all over him at least once.
“Shit shit-oh fuck m’gonna come-fuck baby you feel so good.” His words are rushed and muffled against the warm skin of your neck as his thrusts get sloppy and then you feel it, the warmth of his release spilling into you. With a deep moan his thumbs adds a little more pressure to your clit as he rubs tight circles to it and that’s what sends you toppling over the edge into your own pool of bliss.
“Oh fuck-I missed feeling you wrapped around me like this-shit baby you’re so tight feels so good.” He grunts as he pulls out and with a single thrust of his hips pushes all the way back in letting the tip of his cock hit the spot that has you crying out in pleasure nearly making him have to place a hand over your mouth to muffle the sound so it doesn’t wake up your sleeping babies in the next room.
“Oh yes just like that- oh Harry-Harry oh god.” His name falling from your lips has him groaning as he slowly moves his hips and works you through your release, your walls pulsing and clenching around his shaft as he coats your warm walls with his load.
“God you’re amazing-fucking love you so much.” He pants as he moves his thumb from your clit so he can grab your hip as he pulls his head back so he can look down at your flushed face, his hips going still so the two of you can catch your breath for a moment.
“I love you too.” You say breathlessly making him grin as your hands cup his face. “I’d say that was our best time yet? Only took what? Twenty minutes?” Harry playfully rolls his eyes as you pull him down for a quick kiss.
“Would’ve last longer if someone wasn’t so eager.” He teases after pulling away, you just shrug as he rolls over so he’s laying on his back next to you. “Practically had me in a vice grip the moment I slipped in so you’re actually lucky I lasted as long as I did because-”
“God you really are such a narcissist-telling me how lucky I am that you lasted as long as you did.” Harry lets out a huff as you swat his chest with the back of your hand before moving to sit up. “I think our bodies are just used to working under time constraints so we just get to the good bits quicker.” You explain making him laugh as he tucks his arms under his head while you move so you’re straddling his thighs.
“Is that so?” He asks with a quirked brow as your hands rest on his lower stomach, your thumbs running over the ink on his hips poking out under the hem of his t shirt. “Did my little librarian read that somewhere?”
“No but you want to know what I did read somewhere?”
“What?”
“That whoever finishes first is supposed to put the laundry away.” Harry can’t even get a word out before you lean down and place a kiss to his lips. “So I’ll just go take a shower while you do that.” You add as you pull away and move off of him, his hands instinctively reach out for you as a pout forms on his face.
“Oh now you’re just being mean.” You give him a shrug as you bend down to grab your shorts off the floor on your way to the bathroom. “We can count on one hand the amount of times I’ve finished first so I don’t-”
“Harry just put the laundry away and join me in the shower okay?” His eyes go wide as you look at him over your shoulder, a smirk on your lips and when you shoot him a playful wink he all but falls off the bed trying to stand up and quickly grab the twin’s clothes to begin putting them away.
“Don’t hog all the hot water.”
“Then don’t take too long.”
“Be done before you know it.”
“Oh-trust me I know how quickly you work.” That has Harry sending you a glare that makes you laugh as you turn around from where you were standing in the doorway of the bathroom, you hear him mumble something about you being mean but you ignore it and go start getting the shower ready.
You quirk a brow as you watch Harry adjust one of the straps on the infant carrier he has attached to his chest, not really sure if you fully trust the device to hold your little girl who is also currently watching her dad struggle to secure the contraption with wide eyes and drool dribbling down her chin from her spot in her bouncer. Harry lets out a satisfied huff as he places his hands on his hips before turning to face you and the baby at your feet with a proud grin on his face as if he just discovered the meaning of life, but in reality he just managed to successfully get an infant carrier on without asking for your help. You glance down at Nora who is watching her daddy with amusement written all over her little face as he makes a silly face at her but before he can reach down and grab her out of her bouncer you hold a hand up.
“We should test it with something first before we just put her in it.” Harry pauses at your words, looking up at you from where he’s crouched down in front of the happy baby.
“Test it? With what?” He questions as he stands up with a furrowed brow. You look around the living room for anything that could even remotely pass as the same size or weight as Nora or Edward but then Harry is rushing into the kitchen and before you can even ask what he’s doing he is back with a watermelon in his hands.
“This isn’t dirty dancing Harry I don’t need you to carry a watermelon.” You tease making Harry just let out a chuckle as he carefully places the melon into the carrier where one of the twins will eventually go.
“Feels pretty secure.” He informs you as he walks around with the melon strapped to his chest. You step towards him and reach out to feel how tight the restraints are, Harry smiles when you give it a small nod of approval.
“Okay now the tough question,” you take a step backwards and look down at Nora and then over at Edward who is asleep in his bouncer next to his sister. “Ed or Nora Bear?” Harry rubs his lips together as he looks between the two babies while unclipping the melon from his chest.
“Uh well Ed is asleep so I say he goes in the stroller and Nora Bear can come with me for a bit and then when she falls asleep we can switch?”
“A man with a plan.” You say with a smile as you walk over to him. “I like it.” Harry laughs as he leans down and places a kiss to your lips before rushing off to put the melon back in the kitchen while you grab the stroller from the front entryway.
A few minutes, a minor hiccup while putting Nora in the infant carrier that was due to her grabbing hold of Harry’s chain that has his cross pendant on it and one masterfully coordinated transfer of a sleeping Edward from the bouncer to the infant carrier that is clipped onto the stroller later and the four of you are down the hallway standing in front of the elevator. You smile at Nora who is happily strapped to Harry’s chest and lightly babbling to herself as you adjust the hat on his head while waiting for the elevator all while Edward is peacefully sleeping.
“Love the hat Harry it’s very-honest.” He gives you a look that lets you know he has no clue what his hat says, having just grabbed one off the coat rack by the front door.
“Honest? Oh god what’s it say?” He asks only slightly worried as the soft ding of the elevator announces its arrival before the doors slide open.
“It says unemployed and beautiful.” You answer as you push the stroller into the small space while Harry lets out an annoyed groan while shaking his head as he steps inside.
“Of course that’s what it says-naturally I pick the silliest hat you have in your collection to wear on our first little family stroll through the neighborhood.” You reach over and give his back a soothing rub as he lets out a sarcastic sounding chuckle after pressing the button for the lobby.
“Oh trust me there’s sillier ones you could’ve picked but this one is at least letting everyone know where you’re at job wise and obviously we all know how pretty you are.” You reassure him with a lightly teasing tone making him shoot you a playful glare before turning his attention to Nora who is sucking on her hand.
“Your mommy is just so funny isn’t she? Always having a laugh at daddy’s expense.”
“Can’t help it-it’s just so easy.” You tell him with a casual shrug as you look down at Edward who is still asleep. A few moments later the doors open up and Harry lets you out first, following close behind you with a hand on your lower back.
“Now remember the rules?” He asks you as the two of you stand in front of the doors that lead out into the sidewalk in front of the apartment complex. You just nod and slide your sunglasses on, he does the same before looking over at you as if he’s waiting on a verbal conformation.
“Don’t talk to strangers and always stay close.” You answer with a smile but Harry lets out a sigh as he turns so he’s fully facing you, Nora securely strapped to his chest and everything.
“Baby I’m being serious we haven’t-this is our first time out with them like this so I just want to be safe.” You can hear the hint of panic in his voice so you reach over and place a hand on his cheek.
“It’s going to be fine.” He leans into your touch letting the warmth of your hand calm his nerves down a bit before he turns his head and places a kiss to your palm. “Now let’s get this show on the road-momma needs some coffee.” And with that Harry is letting out a laugh as he reaches to open the door and hold it open for you to push the stroller through officially starting the first ‘Styles family walk’.
You let out a sigh of content as you place your iced coffee in the cup holder of the stroller, having walked to the cafe down the street that Harry once ventured to on his own during the early months of your pregnancy to get you a peace offering in the form of a donut. Naturally they recognized him, his short sleeved shirt letting his most noticeable tattoos be on display but to his surprise they didn’t say anything minus the polite hello and a sweet compliment about how adorable the twins are after taking his order. You could feel his anxiety spike when he noticed their wide eyes but when they just handed him his drinks with nothing more than a smile he let out the smallest sigh of relief.
“How’s she doing? Getting sleepy?” You ask Harry as he takes his usual place at your side with one hand loosely placed on the top of your shoulder while his other one holds his green juice that he knows you’re probably going to end up drinking the majority of.
“She’s about two big yawns away from passing out.” He informs you with a smile as he looks down at Nora who trying to nuzzle her face into the plush side of the carrier.
“Should we switch before she falls asleep then?” You question as your eyes glance down at Edward who has only been awake for a few minutes thanks to the bell on the door of the cafe, his eyes wide and looking around at the little black and white music note toys hanging from his carrier.
“That’s a good idea.” You smile at your little boy as Harry places his green juice in the cup holder opposite of yours as the two of you roll to a stop near a bench on the sidewalk. “Hello my love did you have fun walking with daddy? Gonna take a little nap now with mommy while I let brother have a turn? Yeah? Sound good?” You feel your heart turn to mush as Harry uses his softest voice while talking to Nora as he begins to unclip her from his chest. You clap your hands before opening your arms up to take her from him making her kick and let out a small excited noise causing you to grin as Harry hands her to you.
“Hi my little Nora Bear. Ready for a little nap?” Harry smiles as you bounce her a bit while he reaches into the stroller for Edward. “Oh my goodness who is that? Is that brother? What’s he doing hmm?” You hold Nora so she can see Edward who lets out a small excited noise once he sees his sister and hears your voice making Harry laugh.
“Gotta be still for a moment son or it’s gonna be all wonky and-”
“Harry.” Your voice has him instantly freezing, holding Edward close to his chest while you stand there with a half asleep Nora in your arms. “I think-I think someone is behind us.” Your voice is low but holds a seriousness that has Harry on edge because while you’re used to being photographed when out and about with Harry this is the first time it’s happened since the twins have been born seeing as this is your first time taking them out in public that’s not just a quick trip over to Anne’s or Harry’s house that usually is just them being seen getting in and out of the car in their carriers with their faces never visible.
“I’ll handle it.” You just nod and go back to placing Nora in the stroller, pulling the visor down a bit more to help block her face from the sun and any prying eyes that might want to take a chance at snapping her photo. “Hold him for a moment please sweetheart.” You don’t hesitate to grab Edward from Harry’s arms, smiling down at the little boy who is just happy to be out of the stroller and looking around.
“Hi sweet boy did you have a nice nap?” You ask as you lean down and rub your nose against him making a small little squeal leave his body as he tries to grab onto your face when you pull away. Harry turns and takes a few steps so he is blocking the view of your back from the two men that are very obviously trying to get a few photos of the four of you, and Harry understands this is their job he isn’t mad at them, annoyed yes but not mad. He really just wants to establish some boundaries before the small group of two becomes a gathering of five or six and things get a bit more hectic and possibly dangerous.
“Do you mind not getting too close? Twins have a bit of stranger danger.” He asks politely and the two men just nod and smile as they take a few steps backward. “Thanks I appreciate it.”
“Congratulations Harry.”
“Beautiful family you’ve got.”
“Thank you-thanks a lot.” You hold back a little chuckle as he awkwardly rubs his lips together and gives the two men a small nod before turning around.
“Did you hear that Eds? Your daddy has a beautiful family.” Harry rolls his eyes under his sunglasses as he holds his arms out so you can help him strap the baby into the carrier.
“It’s true though.” He says with a smile as he adjusts the straps a bit after getting Edward situated. “I do have a beautiful family.” He adds as he leans over and places a kiss to your temple, you smile as you hear the sound of camera clicks going off behind you. “I love you cranky.” You let out a little giggle at your nickname as Harry reaches over for his green juice.
“I love you too Harry.” He doesn’t even blink or make a face as you take the cup from his hands before he can even bring it up to his lips. He just watches you in amusement as you take a sip and make a face that has your nose scrunching up a bit. “You asked for carrots in your juice on purpose.” You accuse him as you hand him his cup, Harry just lets out a scoff but the corners of his mouth twitch the smallest bit letting you know he is hiding a smirk.
“Now baby why would I do that? I know how you feel about carrots in your juice.”
“You’re so annoying.” He just laughs as the two of you begin walking again, his free hand rubbing your lower back while you push the stroller that now holds a sleeping Nora.
“You’re full of shit he doesn’t look anything like you.” You rub your lips together to hide your amused grin as you watch Harry send Niall who is currently holding Edward on the couch, a glare from his spot on the loveseat.
“You having a laugh mate? He has blue eyes and-”
“Most babies are born with blue eyes you twat.”
“He has brown hair and blue eyes Harry he’s practically my twin.”
“You have lost your fucking mind if you think my son is your twin.” You let out a chuckle as you look down at Nora who is looking right at you with drool dribbling down her chin as she smiles at the sound of her daddy’s voice.
“Harry m’gonna have to ask you to watch your language in front of my little one he doesn’t need-”
“That’s it.” You let Nora grab onto your finger as you watch Harry shoot up from his seat and reach his arms across the coffee table. “Give me my son.” He snaps making Niall let out a full on belly laugh that causes Edward to make a noise of delight at the chaos going on around him.
“M’not giving him to you Harry it’s my day for cuddles you prick.” Niall argues as he looks away from Harry and down to Edward who is looking at him with his big blue eyes.
“Baby tell Niall he can’t call Edward his son anymore.” You just roll your eyes as Harry turns his head to look at you over his shoulder, as you take a seat on the edge of the armrest of the loveseat he was sitting in just a few moments ago.
“As I’ve said before-I’m not getting in the middle of this.” You tell him with a laugh as you adjust Nora in your arms, he gives you a pleading look when you finally glance up to meet his stare.
“Hello peasants I have come to see my babies.” Your eyes look away from Harry and over to your entryway as Ethan walks through the front door with a bright grin on his face as he slides his shoes off.
“I would like both of you to understand something.” Harry says with a glare aimed at Ethan as he walks past the couch and into the kitchen so he can wash his hands. “These babies aren’t yours.” He states with his hands on his hips once he realizes Niall really isn’t going to hand Edward over to him.
“Someone has their Gucci in a twist.” Ethan mumbles with a roll of his eyes as he walks into the living room with his hands out ready to take Nora from you. “What’s the old man’s deal Nora Bear?” He asks her as he carefully scoops her from you after placing a quick kiss to your cheek.
“Old man?”
“Good lord Harry yer in a mood and honestly we don’t need this kinda energy right now.” Harry’s eyes go wide as he watches Niall stand up and tuck Edward close to his chest. “Come on Ethan let’s take our babies to the nursery for some peace and quiet.” You cover your mouth with your hand as Niall heads down the hall to the nursery with Ethan in tow.
“I see where Paris gets his attitude from.” Ethan whispers to Nora making Niall laugh as the two of them walk into the twin’s nursery.
“I-I can’t believe we are friends with them.” Harry says with a huff as he slowly plops back down into the loveseat.
“They just love their babies that’s all.”
“They aren’t their babies.”
“I mean maybe they aren’t their fathers but they are a big part of their lives so in a sense yes Harry-our kids are their kids.” Harry lets out a sigh as you slide down the armrest so you’re sitting in his lap with your legs laying over the armrest on the other side of the loveseat, his arms wrap around your middle as you place a hand on his cheek.
“What do you mean maybe they aren’t the father? I know for a fact you’ve never been with Niall but-”
“Harry.” Your tone has him snapping his mouth shut and his cheeks turning pink as he realizes just how silly he sounds. “You’re the only baby daddy I have and the only one I plan on ever having.”
“But more babies though right? And also can you just call me your boyfriend? I don’t like-”
“I will call you whatever you want if it makes you stop being so whiney.”
“Okay how does husband sound? That work for you?” Harry feels your body stiffen as you stare at him with a confused look on your face. “I’m not proposing-at least not right now I do plan on-”
“You-you really want to marry me?” Your voice is low and full of surprise as your hand falls from Harry’s cheek down to the side of his neck. The smile he gives you has your heart feeling as if it’s melting as his hold around your middle tightens.
“Oh cranky you really don’t get it do you?” You just continue to stare at him making him let out a little chuckle. “I want to do everything with you-the family vacations and the silly little photo shoots and the yearly Christmas cards that you’ll undoubtably make us all wear matching outfits for and yes I really do want to marry you if that’s something you’re into and if not then that’s fine just know I’m not going anywhere. Ever.”
“You love the silly photo shoots.” You mumble as you feel your eyes begin to sting with the unshed tears that you’re trying so hard to keep from falling down your face.
“Yeah. I do.” He says with a smile as one of his hands comes up to cup your cheek, his thumb wiping away a stray tear that managed to slip over your lash line and slide down your face.
“What if you change your mind? What if all this becomes too much and-”
“I won’t change my mind because you and those two tiny little humans we managed to make together are my whole world I can’t-I can’t imagine living without the three of you in my life so please believe me when I tell you I’m not going anywhere.”
“I believe you. I’m not going anywhere either.” Your voice is watery but Harry hears you loud and clear making him let out a small sigh of relief that he feels like he’s been holding in for months now, not being able to stop himself from constantly wondering what your future looks like and if he’s in it or not.
“Good.”
“We can discuss the marriage thing later.”
“What about the more babies thing? Can we discuss that?” He wiggles his eyebrows at you making you let out a laugh as he leans down and kisses your cheek. “Styles party of six just sounds good doesn’t it?”
“Is that including Paris because if so then sure I’ll give you one more baby in about two years.”
“Knowing us you’ll end up with triplets.” Harry lets out a groan as you give his stomach a harsh smack at the mention of triplets.
“Why would you put that into the universe Harry? I mean seriously?”
“Sorry sorry you’ll only have one baby at a time now-how’s that sound?”
“God you’re already talking about knocking her up again? Jesus Harry let the girl’s body have some rest.” Niall says as he walks into the living room with Nora now tucked close to his chest. You let out a quiet snicker as you wipe at your eyes while Harry just shoots his bestfriend the bird as he takes a seat on the couch.
“He asked me to marry him as well can you believe that?” Harry feels his face get hot as you casually let the words slip out of your mouth while getting comfortable in his lap. Niall lets out a fake gasp just as Ethan makes his way into the living room holding little Edward.
“What’s with all the gasping? It sounds like an episode of Rue Paul’s Drag Race in here.”
“Harry asked her to marry him and asked to let him get her knocked up a few more times.”
“What? We-we were gone for less than ten minutes? You really are quick huh?” Ethan says with a playful wink sent in your direction that has Harry staring at you confused but as you struggle to hold back a laugh while trying to wiggle out of his hold it all clicks for him and his eyes go wide.
“You-you told him?” He asks only mildly shocked because he knows you tell Ethan everything so of course you let him know certain things that happen between you and Harry in the bedroom, including the few times he’s managed to beat you to the finish line so to speak. You just ignore him as you try to stand up after swinging your legs over and placing your feet on the floor but Harry isn’t having it as his arms snake around your waist pulling your back flush against his chest.
“Told him what?” Niall asks as Ethan takes a seat next to him on the couch. “Why’s it Ethan always gets to know the juicy bits before me?”
“Because I live across the hall.” Ethan answers with a shrug as he looks down at Edward who is perfectly content in his uncle’s arms. “But apparently Harry has been-”
“Baby make him stop.” Harry whines as he hides his face in the crook of your neck making you giggle while Niall just rolls his eyes at his friend’s dramatics. “If you love me at all you’ll-”
“Oi! Don’t go bein a baby H let the man tell the gossip so I can share it with Amelia tonight over dinner.” Harry lets out a groan as his hold on you tightens while Ethan just turns to look at Niall.
“Harry puts the quick in quickie if you catch my drift.”
“He puts the what in-oh oh wow really? You a selfish lover now Styles?”
“Oh for fuck sake I’m not having this conversation with the two of you.” Harry snaps as he lifts his head and sends the two men on the sofa a glare as he rests his chin on your shoulder.
“It’s perfectly healthy to discuss your sex life amongst friends Harry don’t be embarrassed.” You give Harry’s knee a pat as Ethan tries his best to reassure him but before anyone can respond Nora lets out a tiny whimper that has Niall’s eyes softening as he stares at the little girl in his arms.
“That’s my queue.” You smile as Harry’s arms drop from around your waist so you can stand up allowing him to get up from his seat and reach his arms out over the coffee table. “She’s due for some daddy time while she gets a bottle.” Harry explains as Niall stands up, leaning down to give the little girl’s head a kiss before handing her over to Harry.
“She just got some daddy time but it’s fine I’ll let you feed her.” Harry narrows his eyes at his bestfriend who just breaks out into a fit of laughter as he reaches over and gives Harry’s shoulder a pat. “Lighten up Harry m’just messin with you besides we all know Nora is the spitting image of her mom.”
“It’s true sweetheart she looks exactly like you.” Harry confirms with a smile as he looks at you over his shoulder. “Come on lovey let’s go get some lunch.” He whispers to Nora as he leans down and kisses her nose making a little tiny coo escape her causing Niall and Ethan to make awe sounds while Harry takes a few steps towards the kitchen.
“I still think Ed looks like Zayn.”
“For Christ sake don’t get him goin on the Zayn thing.” Niall mumbles as Harry walks into the kitchen to get Nora’s bottle ready, luckily not hearing Ethan’s little teasing comment.
“You two are horrible.” You tell them as you point at them both with as stern of a look you can muster on your face. “Edward looks just like Harry and you both know it.” You add as you place a hand on your hip, Niall just shrugs while Ethan rolls his eyes.
“Well duh-of course he looks like Harry it’s just fun to mess with him that’s all.” Ethan argues as his eyes land on the little boy in his arms that without a doubt belongs to the green eyed brunette in the kitchen.
“Well stop before he starts talking about of his kids look like him or not with his therapist.”
“Fine.” Ethan answers with a huff.
“Niall?” You quirk a brow at him making him let out a sigh.
“Fine yeah no more he’s not the daddy jokes.”
“Thank you.” You say with a smile as you walk around the back of the couch and look over Ethan’s shoulder letting Edward get a decent view of you causing his face to light up. “Hi baby-you enjoying your uncle time?” You ask in a sugary sweet voice that has his little feet moving causing Ethan and Niall to chuckle at how excited he is hearing your voice. “Daddy went to go get your lunch okay? Just a few more minutes my sweet boy.”
“He’s so obsessed with you.” Niall jokes as Edward makes happy noises as you reach over and give the tip of his nose a little boop.
“Oh yeah proper momma’s boy that one is.” Harry says as he walks back into the living room with two bottles in one hand while holding Nora tight to his chest with his other one.
“Takes one to know one.” You tease making him laugh as you take one of the bottles from him and hand it to Ethan so he can start feeding the happy little boy in his arms.
“Speaking of momma’s boys where is-” Before Ethan can get the rest of his sentence out Paris walks into the living room, stoping at the entrance and looking around and when his eyes lock on Harry who is sitting down in the loveseat with Nora to start feeding her he automatically begins walking over to him.
“He’s going to make sure I feed her properly.” Harry huffs as Paris gracefully leaps up onto the armrest of the couch. “Hi Paris before you even get to meowing at me- m’supporting her head don’t worry.” He tells the orange cat as he perches on the armrest so he can face Harry and look down at Nora who is contently sucking on the bottle in her mouth.
As you look around the living room you can’t help but smile as you watch Edward begin to happily drink his bottle while Ethan and Niall talk to him, you glance over at Harry who is smiling down at Nora while she drinks and Paris supervises and your smile turns into a full blown grin. You feel incredibly full of love for everyone in the room and you know the two little babies currently getting fed lunch are so adored by the people surrounding them it makes you wonder what it would’ve been like if you never gave Harry a chance to be in your life as more than just the father of your children. You imagine your life would look a bit different but before you can begin to slip into the never ending pool of ‘what ifs’ you look up just as Harry looks over at you with a smile and eyes that hold nothing but love in them and you know you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be and that all the tears, petty arguments, emotional rants and fights really were worth it.
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BETWEEN THE CITY & THE STARS - Part 5
Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader
Summary: In the fall of 1945, Dean is having a difficult time assimilating back into civilian life after the War. He’s visiting his brother Sam in New York City, where he’s beginning to build up his law firm. At two minutes to closing time, you interrupt their evening to solicit a solicitor. Your request? You need help in order to divorce your husband.
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Jacklesverse Bingo24 Prompt: Historical Epic
Song Inspo: “The Very Thought of You” by Tony Bennett
Word Count: 6.6K
Tags/Warnings: 18+ only. Angst, tense situations, protective Dean, hurt/comfort, fluff, and spice.~
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Part 5: Dried Ink
Dean slammed the payphone back on the hook in frustration. He’d tried calling twice from the train station and couldn’t get you at home. It was getting late in the evening and he knew you were off work already. Where the hell did you go?
“She could’ve packed up and left him already,” Sam said. “I gave her the number of a decent hotel I know over in the Village.”
Dean reluctantly stepped aside for the next person waiting to use the phone. The sound of his train clicking by fast on the tracks echoed in the station. A gust of wind shoved at the brothers' backs, ruffling their long coats, as well as Sam's hair.
“You think she did it that quick?” Dean asked.
“One way to find out,” Sam said. “Come on. I’ve got my car waiting.”
It was so very strange to watch the bellman bring your suitcases inside your new room. You’d only ever stayed in a hotel once, for your honeymoon in Philadelphia. Michael took you to the Walnut Street Theater there, and among other things, to see the Liberty Bell. It had reminded both of you about the true cost of freedom.
You let that thought slip away from you with a shake of your head as you started unpacking, hesitantly at first. It almost didn’t feel real.
Fortunately, after sampling from a bottle of scotch you’d found under Michael’s side of the bed (and slipped into your suitcase), you began to settle into the idea. You took a break from hanging up your dresses in the closet to peer out the window to the narrow, busy streets below the fifth floor. Everything looked so small down there, so far away. In time, maybe the heaviness in your heart would feel that far away too.
Except the loud, insistent knock on the door broke you out of your thoughts. Straightening up with a frown, you set down your glass and went over to the door. It could be Housekeeping coming up to bring you the fresh towels you asked for. The ones that had been laid out in the bathroom smelled musty.
You opened the door to a tall frame taking up room in the doorway. It was Michael, standing there disheveled and steaming mad. He held your letter crumpled in his left hand.
“Michael, what—what’re you doing here?” you gasped and stepped back. He followed you inside the room and slammed it shut. He looked around at your open suitcases in disbelief, then finally at you.
“What’s this supposed to mean, huh?” he demanded to know. He shook the flimsy piece of paper at you. “I come home with flowers, two tickets to see a show, ready to take my wife out to dinner, only to find the apartment half empty. Not to mention a letter that…frankly, cut me to down to the core.”
His anger lessened then, turning into dismay; the kind that you never would have expected to see in his eyes. Not after how he’d been acting for the past few months. He came closer and grabbed hold of you by the shoulders. When you tensed and expelled a shaky breath, he blinked in surprise.
“Darling, are you…you scared of me or something?” he asked incredulously. “I know I’ve been working late, not coming home when I say I will sometimes, but have I ever raised a hand to you? Not even once, right?”
You drew enough courage to meet his eyes, so blue, for once so earnest. It made you sick. Because the man he was when he was sober was more like the one you married. Only, you felt the true version of him was more akin to a sleeping dragon, lying in wait to be provoked.
“Neither of us have to lie anymore and pretend this is a marriage. At least, not one worth saving,” you said. “I know, Michael. I know about Dolores…or should I say, Joanna.”
Michael paused. His head cocked as disbelief crossed his features. He stared down at you almost without blinking.
“Did you know her real name was Joanna Johnson?” you asked. “Ring any bells with Brady Johnson, the man you’ve been paying to keep her company?”
Michael frowned. “He’s her brother. He pays her bills—”
“No,” you shook your head. “Look in the folder sitting on the coffee table there.”
You gestured over to it with a nod of your head. Michael was drawn to the path of your gaze. When his morbid curiosity was too much, he finally let go of you to investigate the folder in question. You released a subtle sigh of relief. You began drifting over behind the couch and closer to the landline phone. It rested on a nearby accent table.
Meanwhile, Michael sorted through the contents of the folder and all the information Sam had gathered for you. He’d made copies of all the evidence for your personal records, including the photos he took of Michael and Dolores.
“Her maiden name is Joanna Beth Harvell,” you revealed. “Brady Johnson isn’t her brother, Michael. You’ve been paying to sleep with another man’s wife.”
No one short of Clark Gable could fake the jolt of shock that crossed Michael’s face. You saw the truth of it in his eyes when he glanced up at you.
“I don’t know why it should bother you, seeing as you don’t seem to care much about wedding vows,” you couldn’t help but snark. You were no longer all that sad though. Somehow, that pitiful look on his face made you feel sorry for him.
Michael seemed to have swallowed his tongue. For a while, he couldn’t dislodge it from the roof of his mouth to speak. But when he did, it wasn’t with anything good to say.
“How did you get all this?” he asked.
Your spine stiffened. “It doesn’t matter. It’s over, Michael. I can’t do this anymore. You should be getting the divorce papers served to you by the morning—”
Your words were cut off when he rounded the corner of the couch, grabbing you by the arms again. This time, his grip was much firmer and made you gasp.
“What the hell is going on? Have you been spying on me?!” he raised his voice to new heights, shaking you once by your shoulders. “How long have you been planning to leave me?”
The words became choked in your throat along with your fear—one that paralyzed you, and made you feel sick with yourself, small and weak.
The door bursting open again startled you both, but it was Michael who grunted when he was heaved off of you by his shirt and waistcoat.
You stumbled and braced yourself against the back of the couch, but your widened eyes fell on the one man you never thought you’d see again.
“Dean,” you breathed.
He spared you a look of concern through his anger, but Michael soon commanded his attention by trying to break his hold. Dean reeled back his arm and delivered a solid punch that knocked the other man into the wall. Michael leaned heavily against it to keep himself upright, and he had to blink a few spots out of his eyes, not only grimacing at the ache in his cheek. That one blow had rattled through his skull, disturbing old injuries. He glared over at Dean.
“Who the hell are you?” Michael shouted. His shock only increased when he noticed Sam Winchester shutting the hotel room door behind him. “What’re you doing here?”
“I’m her lawyer, Mr. Milligan, and you’re hereby served,” Sam said.
He strode forward with a packet of papers. Michael took a purposeful step towards him, but Dean shoved Michael back against the wall. It allowed Sam to place the packet in Michael’s disbelieving hand.
Dean went over to you then, giving you a meaningful once-over as you held yourself. He softened when he saw the tears in your eyes.
“You all right?” he said quietly, laying a hand on the small of your back. You still couldn’t quite speak, but you nodded at him gratefully, tucking a wily strand of hair behind your ear.
Michael took notice of it once he peeled his eyes from the divorce papers, and up at you and Dean. Michael’s lips pursed as his posture became even more tense and irate.
“I’m not signing this,” he said, tossing the folder onto the coffee table beside the evidence of his infidelity. He met your wary gaze. “Look, I’m not saying I’ve been a perfect husband, but you’re my wife. That still means something to me. We can…we can still work this out.”
Against your will, hot tears burned in your eyes, and your mouth trembled. The men watched you closely.
You shook your head.
“No. We can’t,” you said. “You’re not the man I thought I married.”
In those blue eyes, you thought you saw the shine of a breaking heart. But all too quickly, it turned into anger and denial. Michael meant to cross the narrow distance between you with a threat on his mind and tight coiling of his entire frame. Dean’s hand slid from your back as he stepped in between, fisting a hand in the other man’s dress shirt and pressing there hard.
“You take your hands off me before I tear you apart,” Michael hissed.
Dean’s face was full of cold fire, with a threat thinly veiled underneath. “Lay another hand on her, and I’ll break every bone you got left.”
“Dean,” you gasped, reaching out for him. His backward glance at you warned you to stay where you were.
Michael became even more incensed. Again, he was noticing the familiarity between you and this man invading his space, threatening him, and standing between him and his wife. Before he could open his mouth to protest, Sam finally spoke up again.
“If you don’t take that file and leave now, peacefully, then this isn’t the only one of your affairs that’s going to come to light,” Sam said.
Michael hesitated. He glanced over at Sam with an angry raise of his brow.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I think you know very well what it means,” Sam replied. He picked up the folder of evidence he gave you and slipped out a few documents that highlighted an audit of Milligan Meats.
“How does a family business stay so incredibly lucrative during one of the worst times for meat production since the Depression?” Sam wondered aloud. “Maybe it has something to do with those connections you made in Philadelphia, greasing hands like Vondich, from Pittsburg. Or accepting kickbacks from the Torelli family to stock their restaurants with higher quality beef. Who knew that your father had deep, shall we say intimate ties, to one of the biggest mafia families in New York City?”
Once Sam showed the numbers and records, written in Michael’s own painstaking hand, your husband’s face went ashen.
“How did you get this?” he said. Then, as it dawned on him, he looked over at you in betrayal. You hadn’t known about the Torellis, but Sam had been able to sort the last five years of audits for himself, thanks to your investigation of Michael’s office.
“I did my own digging, Mr. Milligan,” Sam said, earning back his attention. “Your wife’s only part in this was asking for my help in securing her divorce. As you can see, I’m very thorough. And these aren’t my only copies of this information. I’m fully prepared to take it to the authorities, today.”
His lie was to protect you, just as much as Dean physically putting himself between you and Michael was. You didn’t know if Michael entirely bought the lie, but eventually, his shoulders sagged in defeat.
He grabbed the papers from Sam’s hand, pivoted on his heel, and turned to leave. However, Michael stopped at the doorway to look back at you.
“This is really what you want?” he asked.
You nodded. “You know it is.”
With that confirmation, Michael took his heavy heart with him when he left.
Sam and Dean helped you repack your things. Neither of them trusted Michael to leave you alone now that he knew where you were. You didn’t want to make such a fuss, but they insisted on helping to put you up at a different hotel across town.
Sam took half of your belongings in his car, where he also had Dean’s one and only suitcase. Dean loaded the rest of your luggage in a taxicab and sat beside you, mostly staring out the window while he smoked. During the ride, you couldn’t help but glance at him every so often. You noted his profile, handsome as always, except now you couldn’t quite tell what he was thinking.
“Dean,” you said quietly. It earned you his attention, as his eyes roamed over you from your familiar beige jacket to your favorite burgundy lipstick.
“You okay?” he asked.
“I am,” you nodded, giving him a small smile. “Thank you.”
You tried to convey deeper things with your words, and you thought Dean read your meaning. He hesitated for a moment, but he took up your hand and pressed a kiss to your fingers.
“Sam’s gonna keep watching out for you, okay? You don’t have to worry about anything,” he said.
Your smile fell. “You’re still going back to Kansas?”
Dean held your gaze for a long moment, and let out a breath through his nose.
“Nothing’s changed, sweetheart. I’m still a man with a lot to make of himself, and you’re still a married woman, even without the ring,” he said, gesturing to your left hand held in his. “It’s not the right time for us…and I’m not asking you to wait for me to get my act together. It’s not fair to you.”
You were quiet for a while. The cab’s tires continued rolling over bits of gravel in the street, the honking horns and other pocketed sounds of the city falling into a background symphony. You glanced up at Dean, meeting his eyes once more.
“I don’t regret anything,” you told him, squeezing his hand. “I could never.”
The corner of his lips quirked upwards. “Me either, baby. Not for all the world.”
He held your hand until the taxi stopped in front of the hotel. Dean leaned over to open the door. He helped you out of the car, but there, he let you go.
You supposed you’d have to be strong enough to walk alone this time.
March 1946
Four months later, it was official.
Oh, Michael sure made it difficult. Sam did make a point to keep an eye on you though. He even hired a client and friend, Benny Lafitte, to accompany you to and from work every day. The burly man was an intimidating presence, but he was kind and respectful. He made you feel safer, especially in the evenings when he kept watch of your apartment for a while, sat out front in his car.
Michael was tenacious. He likely used his connections through town, however nefarious they might be, to find out where you were staying again. He continued to show up outside your hotel room.
Nonetheless, when he sat up against your door all night and realized that you wouldn’t budge, the anger finally drained out of Michael. The exhaustion and guilt set in, perhaps not for the first time.
Then, he drunkenly apologized through the closed door, not knowing you were leaning in on the other side of it. It wasn’t the kind of apology that meant anything, you thought, but the kind that meant to let him save face in your eyes, to persuade you into softening.
You didn’t soften, even though he tried everything to get you to reconsider. He tried gentle words and grandiose gestures, even so far as getting down on his knees outside the door and begging—something you’d never seen him do, not once. Part of you wanted to open the door just an inch if it allowed you to see that sight.
Your tears came, but not because your heart was easing up to him. Your heart was breaking again, knowing this was the end.
He tried reminding you of how difficult it would be for you afterwards, how it might affect your family, your job, everyone’s perception of you. More importantly to him, it would affect how people saw him, a man divorced after barely a year.
Somehow, you found the strength to speak to him slowly from inside the door.
“It’s already done, Michael. And so am I,” you said. “After I saw you and Dolores together with my own eyes, I…I was intimate with another man. I didn’t do it to hurt you, but I still did it.”
His silence was deafening. Not being able to see him actually made this easier though. You sighed.
“I’m sorry, but I just can’t go back to us,” you said, “because that would be a lie.”
You couldn’t see it, but his face tightened as angry tears filled his eyes. He felt the weight of his decisions like never before, along with a pulsing, phantom pain in his skull that alcohol could no longer dull. Dimly, he remembered the man he used to be, before. He remembered having a shred of honor to his name, even before he married you. And he did that because he’d loved you. He was sure that he had, somehow…
“I am sorry, darling,” he croaked. “You have to know…”
You nodded, taking a breath to try and steady yourself.
“I know,” you realized. As much as he was able to be, he was sorry.
He picked himself up from outside your door and walked away. He never returned after that.
In those four months, you resolved to move back to Sioux Falls. New York had become your home in the past year and a half you’d lived here, but it wasn’t who you were. You wanted a quieter life. A more peaceful life.
You initially agreed to move to the city with Michael because you had wanted to please him, and make his transition back to civilian life easier in his familiar surroundings. You thought the two of you were building a life together.
New York City was still a heartbeat of a world, but it was no longer in your heart.
Now, you were finishing up on packing your things at the hotel. You left for South Dakota tomorrow, and you already sent your last payment to Sam Winchester a few days ago, along with a handwritten letter thanking him for his help. You felt badly for not going to visit his office in person, but it would be too hard. You would be too tempted to ask about his brother.
Dean.
Just the thought of his name made your heart constrict. You weren’t sure if it was only with pain, though you hoped he was doing well. You tried to remember that you had known him for barely a week. Your mind and your heart shouldn't be so taken up with him.
And yet.
He had seen you at your lowest, belly-to-the-ground low. He had brushed away your tears and hadn’t tried to flatter you with pretty words. He’d made you feel better with simple, raw honesty.
He gave you a window into his past, even though a soldier like him wouldn’t easily pry himself open for anyone, short of his own brother, you suspected. So you’d come to realize, whenever the memory of him greeted you after that day in the park, that he’d given you something special. Perhaps the best night of your life.
Your fingers paused on the brass doorknob to what had been your bedroom for the past few months. It was a modest one, complete with a kitchen and a small two-seater sofa.
Hotels were expensive, but your parents had been kind enough to send you some money to help you. They’d been dismayed to learn of the reasons behind your divorce, of course. They both had been against it at first, but when they heard your voice over the phone, along with the full story, they finally agreed to support you in what way they could, especially by welcoming you back home.
You were looking forward to seeing them. It had only been a couple of months since they’d come to the city for Christmas, but you were ready to go home to some familiarity, and to your family’s support.
You shook your head to get yourself unstuck from all of that. You straightened the wrinkles out of your long skirt and adjusted the collar of your blouse. You had just come home from your last day of work not too long ago, so you supposed you would take a bath and get changed into something more comfortable before you finished packing. Your train left tomorrow, early in the morning.
You were about to head into the bathroom when you heard a knock at the door. Frowning, you wondered who it could be. If it was Michael again, you were not opening the door, and you’d call the police for good measure if he stuck around. You were done entertaining him in every sense of the word.
You went to the door and looked into the peephole. Your brows furrowed. You unlatched all three locks on the door and opened it to the room service maid.
“Hi, Bridget, how are you?” you greeted her.
“Oh, I’m doing well, ma’am. Sorry, I’m a bit behind today, but I’m here to clean the room.”
“Oh, well, now isn’t really a good time,” you said. You had duffel bags and suitcases open, with your clothes, a curling iron, and other things thrown about. Not to mention, you had a leftover sandwich sitting half-eaten on the dining table with a nearly empty bag of chips.
“I’m afraid I can’t come back later,” said Bridget. She tended to talk with her hands, made more interesting by the fact that she held a broom with one hand, and pulled her cleaning cart with the other. “It’ll be too late, and then you’ll be asleep!”
“Look, I’ll just clean tonight, and you can come back tomorrow after I leave. How does that sound?” you suggested.
“All right, if that’s how you want it,” Bridget said with a shrug. She threw her broom on the cart and started pushing it down the hall. She still called back to you over her shoulder, “Goodnight, ma’am! Safe travels for your trip home.”
You shook your head with a weary smile. “Thank you. Goodnight!”
You closed the door behind you and reset all the locks in place. Releasing a heavy sigh, you supposed you should get back to packing. You turned to do just that, when there came another knock on the door. This time it was a heavier sound.
“For God’s sake. What is it now?” you groused.
You went back to look into the peephole. This time, your mouth fell open in a gasp. You undid all the locks again with shaking hands, and you opened the door. There stood Dean Winchester.
He looked nice. Dapper really, wearing a dark blue suit and tie over a crisp white shirt and blue waistcoat underneath. His hair was combed and gelled and parted to the right, and he smelled faintly of a woodsy cologne.
He also looked just as stricken to see you. His eyes were as green as you remembered, and they took in your form from head to toe. They returned to your face, softening slightly, and he smiled.
“Hey, sweetheart.”
God, his voice. It threatened to make you weak.
You shook your head and managed to smile back at him. “What’re you doing here?”
He chuckled. “Well, that’s some welcome.”
“You know what I mean.” You reached out for him, and he took your hand, raising the back of it to his lips in a kiss. All the while, his eyes never left you. Your face flushed hotly, your heartbeat leaping in and out of rhythm.
“I’m here to see you,” he said, matter of factly. As if it were the simplest thing in the world.
Your mouth ran dry. It was difficult to form words, but somehow you managed it.
“Would…would you like to come in then?” you offered.
“I’d like nothing more,” he replied.
The depths in his words made a tingle run down your spine, though you tried to hide your reaction to it. You let him in and shut the door behind you both.
“So you’re headed home, huh?” he asked. He was sitting next to you on the couch with a soda you procured for him, and a cigarette in hand, yet to be lit.
“Did Sam tell you?” you asked.
Dean nodded, smiling ruefully. “I hear congratulations are in order.”
You ducked your head, a bit embarrassed. He tossed his unlit cigarette on the coffee table and tucked a finger under your chin. He raised your head until you met his eyes.
“There she is,” he said softly.
You sucked in a breath laden with emotion. Tears welled up in your eyes.
“Why are you here, Dean?”
“I think you know,” he said, his thumb brushing your cheek.
“I think you need to say it,” you replied, daring him with the directness of your gaze. His hand fell away from your chin, just to cup your cheek as he moved closer. You grabbed onto his arm in reflex.
“I told you, I had to see you,” he admitted.
“Why? Why now?” you asked. “After what you said last time… For goodness’ sake, Dean. Why wait until I’m about to leave?”
“Because,” Dean said. He took a subtle breath, making himself relax. “Because I had to sort myself out, and I had to wait until the ink dried on those damn divorce papers. Because if I’d come any sooner, I wouldn’t be able to stop myself.”
Hope dared to rise high in your throat. Your eyes flit over his face, and finally met his.
“From what?” you whispered.
Dean tilted his head to consider it. He bit into his lip, and then, he made a choice.
He kissed you with abandon. He kept kissing you, stealing your breath, finding new angles to devour you with. He robbed you of any coherent thought in your head the moment his tongue breached your lips to curl against yours. It was all you could do to keep up with him, but you grabbed onto his jacket and made indents in the fabric with your nails. His hands moved down your body to squeeze your waist, pulling you flush against him. You moaned into his mouth.
“Dean,” you said, half on a gasp, half on a whimper.
He managed to slow down for a moment. His hand came up to pet your hair.
“No matter what the hell I do, I’m selfish. I just…I can’t let you go,” he said, with furrowed brows.
You shook your head in dismay. “You didn’t need to, you know. I wouldn’t have let you take me home that night if I didn’t think you were a good man…and I certainly wouldn’t have invited you in.”
Your lips tugged at a smile, making Dean smirk as well. That memory had stayed with him too, usually on long nights alone in his house. He tried to remember the sweet smell of your perfume, the feeling of your soft skin, the sound of your pretty moans in his ear. Even now, the thought stirred the well of arousal inside him.
But also, there were other things he missed, like the sight of your smile, your sweeter voice, somehow gentle and strong all at once. He shook his head, thumbing at your cheek.
“The truth is, I haven’t been able to get you out of my head since the day I met you,” he said. “I’m pretty sure that means I love you.”
Your eyes blinked wide at him in shock. His face was steady and even, but his amusement was starting to peek through the longer he looked at you.
“Pretty sure?” you asked breathlessly.
“Well, I’m willing to be more definitive on the subject if you are,” he teased.
You fought a smile, but you couldn’t quite help it. Still, doubt began to creep in from behind.
“I want to believe you,” you said quietly. “But part of me is afraid that these are all just pretty words. If I let another man—”
“I’m not another man,” Dean said. His tone was firm, but also imploring, willing you to hear him. He gave your waist a gentle squeeze. “I’m me and you’re you. It’s not about Michael, or anyone else right now but us. And you’ve gotta know…sweetheart, you’ve gotta know that I’m not him.”
You tried steadying yourself with a breath. Your watery gaze cut away from Dean, but he wouldn’t let you hide. He gently brought you back, once again guiding your chin. He swept the lone tear from your cheek.
“Please, just tell me the honest truth. Tell me how you feel about us, and I promise, I won’t take it for granted,” he said. He knew he was practically begging, sounding almost needy and weak, but he couldn’t walk away from you again. Not until he knew for sure what you could want from him…what you could want with him.
The seconds of waiting for your answer were more agonizing than the long hours he spent traveling back to New York.
Until finally, you spared him. You shook your head and raised a hand to caress his cheek, your thumb brushing over his plush lower lip.
“After you left, I thought about you every morning when I woke up. And I prayed for you every night before I went to sleep,” you said. “I’m pretty sure that means I love you too.”
Dean smiled. It was a soft, boyish smile that seemed too young for his face. You loved him all the more for it.
He leaned in…but he hesitated, stopping just shy of your lips.
“Look, I still don’t know if I can be the man you need,” he said. He looked into your eyes. “But I can promise to try, every day, and for the rest of our lives.”
Hot tears once again stung in your eyes, threatening to blur your vision.
“That’s all I could ask for, Dean,” you replied. “I’ll try for you too.”
He smiled slightly, holding you a little closer by your waist.
“Good, because my shoulder still hurts sometimes. Gonna need you to work another miracle or two.”
You laughed and nodded, your hand sliding back up his arm to rub the old injury in his shoulder.
“My specialty,” you teased.
His smile dimmed then, becoming a touch serious, and even rueful.
“And, uh…I don’t sleep so well at times, either,” he said.
You sobered as well. “Me too,” you said. Your lips hinted at a smile again. “But we can keep each other company.”
Dean read the thread of suggestion in your eyes, despite the hint of shyness. His smile began to perk up again.
“I can also be kind of stubborn,” he admitted.
Amused, you tilted your head and ran a gentle hand over his chest. Was he giving you every reason you might say no to him?
“Well, I’m sure I can find a way to soften you up,” you said.
Chuckling, Dean took your hand and pressed a kiss into your palm. “Oh, I got no doubts about that, sweetheart.”
He rested your hand back on his chest and thought for a moment more. You just waited for him, patiently stroking his hand with your thumb. You had time to wait.
“You know, I occasionally like to cook too,” he said, with something of an embarrassed chuckle.
Your smile brightened with interest. “Really? Well,” you said, slipping your hand out of his and winding your arms around his neck. “We can take turns feeding each other then.”
Dean really liked the way your mind worked. His hands splayed along your lower back and brought you more flush against his chest. Your face was mere inches from his, tilted up to him in waiting.
Again, he stopped short of kissing you.
“Ah, there’s probably a lot more you should know, but this one’s kind of a big one,” Dean said. That serious tone crept back up in his voice. “I’ve got a plan to make money. It’s not a sure-fire thing, but it’s an honest one. And even if it doesn’t work, I’ll just try something else. I’ll do whatever it takes to take care of you. You don’t gotta worry about anything, okay?”
You smiled at his earnestness. What surprised you most of all was that you believed him. Every word. Because you could see it in the deep green of his eyes. If you trusted him, he wouldn’t let you down. Or at least, he would try his hardest. Try really was all you could ask for.
“Then I’ll take care of you too,” you nodded, stroking his cheek.
Dean’s smile rang true as well.
He finally kissed you again, trapping you thereafter against the sofa.
You sighed and nuzzled your head in a more comfortable position on Dean’s shoulder. The train bound for South Dakota was travelling full speed ahead, four days after your initially booked ticket. The carriage bumped and jostled you both at times, but you felt nothing but peace.
Dean turned his attention towards you, and he pressed a kiss to your forehead. His fingers entwined with yours in his lap.
“Comfortable?” he asked, both genuine and a little teasing.
“Mhmm,” you nodded. Your eyes closed as you let out a breath. He smiled into your hair.
“So what’s it like in Sioux Falls?” he asked quietly, as to not disturb you too much. He just wanted to keep hearing your voice. He’d missed it. He’d missed you.
“Quieter than the city,” you replied, after a moment to think about it. “Slower, but in some ways nicer. I think you’ll like it more than New York, anyway, and I think my parents will like you too…if they don’t think too much less of me.”
“Why would they think less of you?” Dean asked.
You picked your head up and looked up at him a bit bashfully. You raised up your joined hands, where his mother’s wedding bands now rested on your ring finger.
“For marrying another man they’ve never met, scarcely two minutes after the ink dried, so to speak,” you said, using his words.
Dean chuckled, and he wrapped you up more snugly against him and rubbed your back. If you wanted to get technical, the new marriage license was the most recent “ink” to be penned. Sam had been your witness, of course, and he’d hugged you both afterwards. For Dean, Sam’s hug was tight and bracing.
“I’m happy for you, Dean. I’m always here for you. Anything you need.”
“That’s my line, little brother.”
Dean hadn’t known that the two of you needed to take a blood test just to get hitched, let alone that the license wouldn’t be valid for 72 hours. Though it did give you and Dean the opportunity to put your hotel room to good use for those three days. Call it a honeymoon before the honeymoon.
(In fairness, you’d tried to hold out for decency’s sake, but your resolve dissipated even quicker than Dean’s.)
“Don’t worry, I’ll charm ‘em,” he said with a grin.
You snorted. “Good luck with my father. Be prepared for his grilling. Where do you plan to live? What’re you doing for work?”
“Well, the first one we can talk about. The second one, I’ve already got an idea,” said Dean. “I wanted to wait until I saw you again to decide…but I plan to sell the house in Lawrence.”
Your eyes widened in surprise. “Really? Why?”
You had already been mentally preparing yourself for a move to Kansas after visiting your parents. You never considered that Dean would want to sell his family home.
“For the money. I’m thinking that after all this, you want to stick closer to home, be near your family,” he said. “I’ve got nothing tying me down over there besides the house, so I figure we can use the money to buy one here. With whatever’s left, I could try to start an auto repair shop. Nothing big to start. Just a space big enough for the work. I’m not picky about it. Your uncle could send me the stragglers from his tows, if he’s agreeable to it.”
“After he gets to know you, I don’t see why not. Dean, that’s a great idea and…thank you,” you replied. Your heart was touched that he would sell his family home, just so you could be near your family. You squeezed his hand and blinked past the tears beginning to burn in your eyes.
“Really, you don’t know what it means to me that you’d consider me like that.”
Dean noticed you getting worked up. He stroked the back of your hand with his thumb, though part of him felt a bit bashful.
“It’s not all that special,” he said. You didn’t budge, however.
“Yes, it is,” you said. You leaned up, wordlessly requesting a kiss. Dean obliged you. He kissed you long and slow and tender.
He broke away after a while, just to look over your shoulder. He smiled. Then he leaned forward, careful to keep you secure in his arms as he locked the door.
“What’re you up to?” you asked in amusement, despite the fire churning inside you.
“It’s a long way to the Midwest, sweetheart. I’m taking advantage of it,” he said. “What do you say?”
A knowing smile began to tug at your lips. “Hmm, depends on what you want to do.”
Dean shifted you onto his lap. Smirking at your small sound of surprise, he made a show of undoing every button that laced down the front of your dress with slow precision. Your breathing shallowed as you watched his nimble hand go one by one.
“I plan to take my time,” he said. “I plan to make us both glad this train is loud enough to drown out just about anything.”
He laid a kiss just above your neckline. The more buttons he loosened, the more bare skin he had to trail his affections, like on the tops of your breasts, and another kiss in between them. Uttering a soft sigh, you held him to you by his hair and threaded your fingers through the brown strands. His other hand squeezed your bottom, earning a stifled giggle from you.
“I plan to map out every part of you, all over again,” he said, “until I can see it all with my eyes closed. Until we’re both sweaty and satisfied.”
He raised his head just to mark a biting, claiming kiss on your throat, making your breath hitch.
“That okay with you, baby?” he asked again.
You felt his growing smile against your skin. You tightened a hand in his hair in retaliation. It was a scandalous proposal, not to mention risky. You two could be booted off the train, for heaven’s sake…
Your breaths were shallow as he slipped a hand under the collar of your blouse, even under the bra to palm at your breast.
“You better not stop, Sergeant,” you whispered.
When he chuckled, you felt it deep in your chest.
“Yes, ma’am,” he replied, shortly before he claimed your lips again.
The train rode on.
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HOLIDAYS WITH THE WINCHESTERS || SPN ADVENT 2024
Hello! Me and @wormstacheangel were talking about having a little Advent event for Supernatural this year and so we came up with some prompts! We would love it if you join us in participating, as the more, the merrier! ✨
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eddie, steve
.🥞✨
‘uh, the pancakes with bacon please, extra syrup? thanks.’
eddie knows that order. he makes it every saturday night, so late it’s almost morning.
but he’s never heard that voice before, never heard it so close, right by the pass window.
he swallows. turning from the sink in the back to face out into the diner, someone’s sat at the counter, right across from him.
the most beautiful boy eddie’s ever seen.
he’s looking right at eddie, cheeks slightly pink, fiddling with a still wrapped straw. he looks perfect and cozy and adorable, hair sleep rumpled and in a hoodie that swallows up his soft lines, making him look even softer.
‘coming right up.’ eddie rasps, his own cheeks colouring.
but the boy, he smiles. ducks his head, looks up at eddie through his lashes.
eddie’s a fucking goner.
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steve can’t believe it. his eyes are even bigger this close up, big and brown and sparkling with life.
his hands are just as nice this close up too, delicate but capable as they move around where steve can see. he sticks his tongue out a little when he concentrates. it’s adorable.
he’s the prettiest guy steve’s ever seen.
he puts steves finished pancakes in the window with a little smile, rings the bell and seems to blush even harder. almost cringing at the sound. it’s makes steve laugh, he’s cute.
and they’re still the best pancakes the midwest has to offer, at denny’s, at 3am. even sober and nervous and exited like he is.
steve can’t help closing his eyes like always when he takes his first bite. always blown away by their sweet fluffy texture. and he makes his way through them a little quicker than normal, without robin to distract him.
they taste as good as normal but he’s right there. right there watching steve eat them. something about it makes him feel shy, barely daring to look up from his plate. but when he does the line cook has the softest smile on his face and steve relaxes, tucks his hand under his hoodie to rest on his stomach like normal. finished his pancakes.
when steve looks up again, the guy is staring at his empty plate, kind of stuck in space. but then he vanished for a moment and the door to the kitchen opens. and he’s coming over, picking up the syrupy plate and he has freckles, bats tattooed on his arm.
he’s so close. he’s so pretty this close.
the prettiest guy steve’s ever seen.
‘eddie?’ steve blurts, exited, finally able to read his name tag. his names eddie.
his name is eddie.
eddie’s cheeks get pink, the tips of his ears. he looks at steve with wide eyes ‘yeah?’ he asks, voice small and confused.
steve grins at him. ‘your names eddie.’ and he watched eddie’s smile bloom, he has dimples.
‘wha’ eddie clears his throat. ‘what’s yours?’ and steve feels his heart burst, feels like sunshine and crisp leaves.
‘steve.’ he says, a little breathless.
‘steve.’ eddie whispers.
‘when do you go on break?’ steve asks, heart beating in his throat.
eddie just shrugs, eyes still wide. ‘whenever. as long as there’s no customers in.’ and steve realises he’s the only one here. it makes him blush more, for some reason.
‘make us another batch?’ he asks, deciding to be brave, leaning over the counter, just to be a little closer. ‘we can share.’ and it’s so worth it. to see the smile grow on eddie’s face, watch him nod, watch a curl slip out of his bun. watch him work his magic through that little pass window. stealing glances at steve as he goes.
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watching steve enjoy his food is even better close up. even better than eddie could’ve imagined.
they’re sitting in steve’s usual booth, eddie’s where robin normally sits, he finally has a name for the cool girl steve hangs out with. gets to hear a little about how they met, can tell he loves her, so much. it’s sweet, his eyes shining as he talks.
so is the way steve cuts the pancakes, sweet, pushing perfectly stacked mouthfuls towards eddie to have. pancake, bacon, pancake. all covered in syrup, sticky and delicious.
eddie never really even liked pancakes much, more of a waffle guy. but sitting here, watching steve eat them, laughing and smiling at things eddie says. jaw just a little soft, upper lip smattered with hair. watching steve sigh and stretch when they’re done. that hand coming to rest on his stomach again, the way it always does, every saturday night.
eddie knows he’ll always love pancakes.
-
‘how do you get them to be so good?’ steve asks, hand circling eddie’s wrist loosely, stopping him before he goes back to his job, an orders come in, he has to go. but steve needs to ask, wants to know. wants one more moment with him.
eddie smiles, takes steve’s hand and kisses the back of it. and it’s so out of place, at denny’s, at 4 am that steve giggles, almost manic. it’s the most romantic thing that’s ever happened to him.
‘they’re made with love sweetheart.’ eddie says, looking up at him from his bow, kissing his hand again before walking away. the napkin with steve’s number on tucked safely in his back pocket.
steve’s forearm scrawled in the black ink of eddie’s own.
steve goes home and falls straight to sleep. so late its almost morning, like every saturday night.
he dreams of brown eyes, and syrup.
<3
fin.
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✦ ˚ : · CHILL GIRL (HONESTLY, SHE'S NOT) ⋆ ALEXANDRA SAINT MLEUX, CHARLES LECLERC 🦢
pairing ☆ charles leclerc x singer! reader x alexandra saint mleux
summary ☆ you and alex broke up because she suggested charles to join your relationship, and you're really mad about it
warnings ☆ hate comments (mostly for alex, but it's just for the plot), mixed smau, arguments
part 1 | part 2 | part 3
masterlist | letterboxd
tags; @iamred-iamyellow @f1ln4dr3cl16mv33 @changetyre @ilovechickenwings @callsignwidow @inejghafawifesblog @formulaal @niyu2208 @ilivbullyingjeongin @magnummagnussen @astmclaren455 @sp1rl @only-nope @eyerollerr
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yourusername MILAN WHAT THE FUUUCK !1!11!!!!!! You were so loud and SO MANY i still can't believed that i got to play my silly little songs infront of that much people. giggling and kicking my feet atm 💌💌
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user1 now why is charles in the likes and not alexandra
user2 honestly this is getting out of hand user3 yn keeps terrorizing their images in her concerts and they're in her likes. it makes absolutely no sense user4 there's a rumor that alex cheated on y/n with charles and that charles was also attracted to y/n aswell user5 lol what
user6 THANK YOU FOR COMING WE LOVE YOUU
user7 i'm so in love with her
user8 i hope that she's fine, she seemed tired these days
user9 she's performing heartbroken it's normal to be tired
user10 your music saved me, y/n ❤️ liked by author
user11 omg she liked it!!
reneerapp collab when?
user12 I WOULD DIE FOR THAT user13 Y/N RENEÉ I'M BEGGING YOU user14 this would be a dream ngl
user15 i met her in the backstage and she was the sweetest woman in the world, she took time to talk to my friends and me. it was amazing
user16 i just want to be half as cool as her
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user17 matching with y/n's tour outfit?
charlesleclerc très belle❤️
user18 ferrari red or my kink is karma red?
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Go check out the tiny concert and the interview at tiny desk yt channel 🎱✨🦢🖤
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user19 slay slay slay
charli_xcx tiny desk BIG VOICE
yourusername hold on while i scream user20 the only opinion from a charl- that matters
user21 HER STYLE ^^^^
user22 the interview was WILD
user23 we've been waiting for over a month for the rumors to be clear
rachelzegler 4 + 4??
user24 ATE 🗣️
user25 yeah everyone is noticing her now, but at what costs
user26 she's always been incredible, stfu user27 it's not her problem that her ex's bf is a dick
alex's chat with charles
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alexandrasaintmleux charles what are you doing?? are you being serious??
alexandrasaintmleux she adressed the rumors yesterday, you idiot. it would've ended there but you just ruined it.
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alexandrasaintmleux far from home 🍓🖤
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user28 gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous
user29 charles not liking??
user30 AND Y/N DID
user31 y/n back in the likes omggg
user32 the world is healing
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user33 y/n and she complemented each other soo well
user34 i miss them user35 you guys know they broke bc of something right?? like they didn't ended their relationship bc they were good. something bad was going on between them user36 yeah it's @/charlesleclerc user37 and she tags him ijbol
user38 GUYS !!!! y/n performing in madrid this weekend !!!! THEY'RE SEEING EACH OTHER
user39 ALEX AT THE MIDWEST PRINCESS TOUR VIP TENT??? user40 PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE
user41 she's putting space between charles and her
user42 PLEASE TELL ME YOU LEAVE CHARLES
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rachelzegler how does it feels being the prettiest and more talented women?
yourusername you tell me user43 this duo>>>
user44 i really thought alex was coming tonight
user45 we didn't see her but my senses tell me she was on backstage
user46 obsessed isnt a strong enough word for how i feel abt this outfit its so pretty
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user47 Y/N WHAT R YOU DOING
user48 HAHAHAHAHAHA
user49 you're actually the funniest person alive
user50 not the same phrase charles used-
user51 y/n woke up an chose violence
alexandrasaintmleux i'm so proud of you btw 🖤
already working on part 3 :))
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The LaDs Men healing your inner child...
...they accidentally evoke your insecurities and comfort you.
❧ Part I - Xavier - One bite away...
Pairing: Xavier x You Synopsis: You feel unappreciated because Xavier wasted your cupcakes. Tags: confused xavier almost food poisoning himself, irritated mc, food waste, mentioning of blood (a little), fluff, romance, comfort Word Count: 750 Side Notes: So, this actually turned out a bit longer than originally intended, but my brain kept spilling ideas, so I just went with it (we haven't been close lately, so I take what I can get *coughs*) I had planned to write a draft for all four men and post it in one go, but they ended up being a bit longer, so I decided to create a little series instead and post it as short stories. Deliberately avoided specifying the traumas so that everyone can project their own ideas if they like. I'm still new to writing about LaDs, but I tried to capture each man's personality as best as possible. Starting off with Xavier, since October is his birthday month! 🎉✨ Part II - Rafayel ❧ Part III - Zayne ❧ Part IV Sylus
''Huh? What do you mean by 'I'm leaving?' You just got here.'' Xavier looks at you, confused, as you turn your back on him and head towards the front door. He rubs his sleepy eyes, still unsure of what exactly happened.
You found him sleeping on the sofa in his apartment earlier and used the spare key after ringing the bell in vain. At first, you were touched by how cute and vulnerable your boyfriend looked in his sleep, but your feelings quickly shifted when your gaze fell on his open kitchen counter.
On your way to the hallway, you again, spot the cupcakes you baked for Xavier three days ago. They're still sitting untouched on the counter, and the unrefrigerated buttercream looks anything but fresh by now. You take the plate with the cupcakes and walk over to the trashbin, while a burning feeling of disappointment spreads within you as you press the foot pedal of the bin, opening the lid.
All for nothing.
You spent half the morning preparing a surprise for your boyfriend, and he hasn't even tried your baked goods. The thought that your effort went unappreciated weighs heavily on you, and you just want to leave his apartment as quickly as possible.
''Wait, what's going on here?'' You suddenly hear his voice and startle as he unexpectedly appears behind you, snatching the plate from your hands without you realizing it.
''Everything's fine. Just leave it alone.'' You shake your head, still annoyed by his lack of interest in your baking. ''Cupcakes need to be refrigerated, or they will go bad.'' Your serious stare shifts from the plate in his hands back to Xavier's bewildered face as you sigh with a defeated shrug. ''Guess, I have to throw them away now.''
''Xavier! Have you lost your mind? You could really get sick from that!''
You reach out and try to take the plate from him, but he quickly steps back and pulls it away. ''Nope. They're mine'' he replies with a soft smile, as you watch him set the plate down on the counter and take a moldy piece of pastry. Your eyes widen as he brings it to his mouth to take a bite, and you quickly grab the dessert from his hand and throw it into the trashbin.
He looks genuinely distressed as he stares at your baked goods in the trash and berates himself for his own negligence. ''You really didn’t have to do that, MC... I'm sure they would’ve still been delicious.''
An awkward silence fills the room as you sigh and follow his gaze. ''Why did you even leave them on the counter? You usually finish my food in no time...''
Only then do your eyes catch the small bloodstain at the bottom of his white sweater, and you gasp as you lift the hem. ''Xavier, what the...?!'' Your heart drops as you notice the bandage awkwardly wrapped around his right hip and he quickly pulls his sweater over the injury, attempting to hide the leaking wound, but it's too late— you have already seen it.
And suddenly everything becomes clear: Your beloved didn't eat the cupcakes because he wasn't home. He was completely unaware of the surprise you prepared for him and collapsed on his couch after he got back, drained and exhausted.
''Xav, don't tell me you were on a mission that I didn't know about...''
You say, suddenly feeling so bad for being upset over him just a minute ago.
''And what if I was?''
For a brief moment, Xavier turns away, trying to avoid your concerned expression as he considers whether to be honest with you. But then he lets out a sigh and steps closer, meeting your gaze softly.
Blue, warm eyes study every muscle on your face, trying to read your mind while you hear his soothing voice. ''Sorry for not enjoying your pastries in time. Please don't think that I don't appreciate what you do for me.''
Guilt runs through your veins as you realize that moments earlier, your partner was willing to put his health at risk in order to improve your mood, His selflessness, brings tears to your eyes, and you feel the suffocating sense of worthlessness slowly vanish from your body.
The handsome silver-blonde man softly brushes a strand of hair behind your ear, his warm eyes fixed on yours. ''I've fought through every battle just to come back to you, MC. You are seen and cherished—always keep that in mind.''
Thanks for reading!
Cheri 🍒
Updated Nov. 20th:
Added links to the other parts + fixed formatting.
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Collective Writings - Simon “Ghost” Riley
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all posts concerning Lieutenant Simon “Ghost” Riley🌸✨ for fics 18+ please read content warnings (CW) - you come first! check the fic before you read it
Simon “Ghost” Riley:
Simon Riley is a hater - reblog + blurb
Simon Riley having cuteness aggression - blurb
Simon Riley - shadow boxing/play wrestling/gentle movements - headcanon
Simon “Ghost” Riley being a menace - headcanon
Retired!TF141 owning dogs - blurb
Simon Riley - coloring his tattoos - Instagram link
Cerberus!Ghost - mini comic
Roommate!Simon Riley - tailing you/light sleeper/laundry/cash - headcanon
Dad!Simon Riley - plays/volunteers/helps/teary eyed - headcanon
Roommate!Simon Riley becomes your purse - headcanon
Boyfriend!Simon Riley - hobbies/safety/swaps shoes/trusts his team - headcanon
PlantDad!Simon Riley - headcanon
Boyfriend!Simon Riley - Pinterest/‘Missus’/tattoo/dog tags - headcanon
BestFriend!Simon Riley - looming/drapes his jacket/stares/sleeps over - headcanon
Simon Riley is just a guy - reblog + blurb
Simon “Ghost” Riley is a beer snob - blurb
CoD Headcanon: Parallel Play - headcanon
Husband!Simon Riley - chapstick/nail polish/go-to order - headcanon
Boyfriend!Simon Riley and Roommate!Johnny are a package deal - headcanon
Simon Riley listens to Chapelle Roan - reblog + hashtags
Simon Riley goes shopping with you - headcanon
Write for Simon Riley - mini comic
Simon Riley is low-key a brat - headcanon
Simon Riley plays Minecraft - headcanon
Simon “Ghost” Riley is just a guy - headcanon
Simon “Ghost” Riley is a man of action - fic
(18+, mdni) Simon Riley has reading glasses - fic, fluff, nsfw below the cut
Simon Riley can cook - headcanon
TF141 swimming - headcanon
Retired!Simon Riley - opens a butcher/works with Price/works with the local smithy - headcanon
Retired!Simon Riley - popular butcher/talks to locals/works with Retired!TF141 - headcanon
Domestic!Simon “Ghost” Riley Headcanons - headcanon
Simon Riley x Nerd!Reader - headcanon
Dancing in the Rain - headcanon
Kiss it Better - headcanon
Boyfriend!Simon Riley - civvies/suits/ties/flowers - headcanon
Simon “Ghost” Riley - birth year and age - headcanon
Boyfriend!Simon Riley watches you read - headcanon
Thigh holster - blurb
Dry Texter - blurb
Vegas Wedding Bells - fic
Your birthday - headcanon
CoD Headcanon: Pokémon Teams - headcanon
Baker!Simon Riley - blurb
CoD Headcanon: Cop a Feel- headcanon
Simon “Ghost” Riley - rugby/baking - headcanon
Ghoap - checking pulses - headcanon
(18+, mdni) Simon Riley deserves to relax - fic
Simon Riley - skeleton hand top - mini comic
Simon Riley becomes obsessive - fic
Simon Riley owns a fur ball - headcanon
GirlDad!Simon Riley - activities/brave/princess/playground - headcanon
GirlDad!Simon Riley plans daddy-daughter dates - headcanon
GirlDad!Simon Riley - voice messages his daughter - blurb
Simon Riley listens to asmr - blurb + YT videos
Simon Riley’s skin gets stained - blurb
Simon Riley x Reader - Reader picks up Simon’s accent - blurb
Simon Riley x Reader - Simon and Johnny fight over who’s accent is better - headcanon
Simon Riley x Reader - Simon picks up Reader’s accent - blurb
Simon “Ghost” Riley sleeps with you once - reblog + headcanon
Simon “Ghost” Riley telling jokes - blurb
Simon Riley - face to his chest/playful groping/tickling - headcanon
(18+, mdni) Piercing HCs with König and Simon Riley - headcanon
(18+, mdni) Simon “Ghost” Riley likes being gently manhandled - fic, fluff, nsfw below the cut
Simon Riley gets you sushi at 4am - headcanon
CoD Headcanon: Man vs Nature - headcanon
GirlDad!Simon Riley - snotty friend/talking/moderating/having a word - headcanon
Dad!Simon Riley - giving his child the childhood he never had - headcanon
Dad!Simon Riley - kid gets into a fight - headcanon
Simon “Ghost” Riley - taking photos - reblog + blurb
CoD Men: Associated Songs - blurb
(18+, mdni) Roommate!Simon Riley’s boxers - headcanon, fluff, nsfw under the cut
18+ Fics:
(18+, mdni) Simon Riley has reading glasses - fic, fluff, nsfw below the cut
(18+, mdni) Simon Riley deserves to relax - fic
(18+, mdni) Piercing HCs with König and Simon Riley - headcanon
(18+, mdni) Simon “Ghost” Riley likes being gently manhandled - fic, fluff, nsfw below the cut
(18+, mdni) Roommate!Simon Riley’s boxers - headcanon, fluff, nsfw under the cut
Fic Recommendations:
(18+, mdni) Simon “Ghost” Riley fics - fluff, nsfw below the cut
(18+, mdni) Simon “Ghost” Riley fics pt 2 - fluff, nsfw below the cut
thanks again to followers and friends for keeping up with my writing! CoD requests are always welcomed, please review this post before requesting🎀✨ giving you guys a big, fat kiss for being wonderful and I hope to see you around - either in my inbox or notifications<3
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