#husband tag💍

[hippolotamus]

Hiiiii, I have a Buddie sentence for you 🥰🥰

"Baby.... baby please"

Well, damn, Sir... you certainly do! On it 🫡

"Baby... baby please." Buck cradles the tiny bundle in his arms, gently bouncing her as he paces the hospital floor, hoping he can settle her. She's been fed and changed, cuddled endlessly by her dads, older brother and extended family. Still her tiny face is flushed deep red, adorably scrunched as she wails, showing off an impressive set of lungs.

She was born several weeks early, surprising himself and Eddie. Not so early that there were many complications, but enough to warrant a few extra days in the hospital as a precaution before she could be discharged.

Loathe as Buck is to admit it, he's spiraling more than just a little with the surprise delivery. He's sure this is a moment his husband would tease him about having triple checked the car seat, setting the bassinet up two months earlier, and attending every birthing class and ultrasound with their surrogate.

Chim and Maddie also added their fair share of mild ribbing about the stack of What to Expect type books Buck seemed to carry with him everywhere. His brother in law cautioned him about becoming over attached to the content, telling him that it's all great in theory, but goes completely out the window once the baby arrives.

But, well, the thing is... that's great for everyone else to say. To do their best to reassure him. They've already walked this path and know what to expect. Buck feels like he's been studying for the most important exam of his life and he's failing miserably. He's exhausted - mentally and physically - from this new little life they're caring for. And they have all the help they could ask for! From nurses and family. How the hell is he gonna do any of this when they take her home?

"Maybe this was a mistake," Buck whispers, his voice cracking on the last word. "Not that you're a mistake!" He adds hastily, because she could never be.

"No, baby girl, never you. Just me." He huffs out a humorless chuckle. "I can't even settle on a name for you. Papa and I have all these wonderful ideas we thought would be perfect. None of them are right though. How awful is that?"

He strokes her forehead, down her button nose, over her puffed up cheeks. He feels so massive and clumsy when he compares the size of his finger to her miniature features.

"What if- what if I never figure this out? What if I can't be the dad you need? It's just-" He blinks rapidly, sniffing back his own tears threatening to fall. "I want everything to be perfect for you. To make sure you're loved and that you know you're loved. I never want you to doubt what I feel about you. What we feel about you. Me, Papa and your big brother, Chris."

As if she's taken his words as some kind of truce, her cries begin to quiet to small snuffles and whimpers. Her cheeks return to more of a rosy pink and her mouth opens in a wide yawn before closing again. Bright blue eyes seem to meet his for brief moments at a time between slow blinks, until the need to rest overtakes her.

Buck stares in awe at little eyelids, smaller than his thumbnail, closed tight. What may as well be microscopic eyelashes fanning against creamy, pale skin. She's perfect.

He tiptoes to the glider chair, slowly easing himself down when movement in his peripheral vision catches his attention. An enormous smile forms when he realizes it's Eddie who is already beaming, soft and sleepy, at both of them. His husband leans down to press a kiss to her forehead before also giving one to a very pouty Buck.

"You know," Eddie says, lightly scratching through the short hairs at the nape of Buck's neck and making him hum with delight. "I wouldn't sell yourself quite so short. None of us know what the hell we're doing."

The implication registers, smacking Buck in the face like he’s been doused in ice water. "You heard all that?"

"I may have stood around in the hallway to give you two a minute," Eddie confesses. "Sure, I had Chris and my nieces. Maddie and Chim have Jee. Hen and Karen have their stories from Denny. But every kid is different. What worked for them might not work for us, or for her." He nods toward their daughter. "What I do know is you are going to be an amazing dad, Buck. You already are. If you didn't love her and care as much as you do, you wouldn't be so affected by this."

"Thank you. I- I really needed to hear that," Buck answers, his words more than a little wobbly. He does his best to wipe his eyes on his shirt sleeve without disturbing their little girl. "Oh, and, uh, I was looking at more names and there's one I want to run by you."

"Yeah?" Eddie crouches next to the chair so he can be closer to them both. "What is it?"

"I, uh, I know it's kind of old fashioned, but I really liked the meaning behind it." Buck swallows, hopeful but preparing himself that this might not be the one either. "What do you think of Evelyn? It means 'desired and wished for'."

"Evelyn." Eddie studies her tiny face before a grin, warm and full of adoration, takes shape. “Evelyn Celia Buckley-Diaz. I love it, mi amor.”

“Celia?”

“It just sort of came out. I thought it sounded nice, but if you don’t like it-”

“Eds, it’s perfect.”

“Just like her.”

“Yeah,” Buck agrees. “Just like her.”

[azaleakoneko]

My hand hurts 😵‍💫 but here you go, here’s what I was working on! I had to stop but I figured I’d let whoever was curious see it. I know it’s not the best, but I’ve never really been much of an artist 😭. Anyway, enjoy my unfinished sketch I guess 🙈

[windyremedy]

title: i’m gonna marry her anyway 💍💥

tags: swearing, fluff, silly, protective dad, timeskip, childhood friend reader

Bakugou wasn’t the type to befriend people, if anything others stuck to him even when he shouts and sneers at them to go away. Yet there was one girl from pre school that remained by his side, one that didn’t annoy him as much as the rest, one that respected his space when he needed it, one that wore a damned smile that buckled his knees weak, and that girl was you.

The two of you grew up in the same neighborhood for the most part. He remembers the time you moved in being something he didn’t really care about on the inside and…well..he showed it on the outside too. Leaving a not so great impression on your parents, namely your father, when his parents came to greet the new family settling in the town. That moment marked the start of Bakugou’s troubles in the future.

Throughout the years you weren’t exactly the best of friends but somehow you two always seemed to end up near each other like magnets. One time there was a school event where it was a requirement for students to pair up and since you were already around each other he just dragged you to team with him. Better you than one of the other cluster of dummies.

“Oi, c’mere.”

Were the words he spoke and you listened without complaint. Heck you even grinned when he called you over. Flustered he tried to remain steady in his emotions, he didn’t like not being in control of his feelings and you just break it without even knowing. So to get it done and over before you see his reddened face he pulled you to run faster in the three legged race. Not being the most gentle during it and the audience in the stands might’ve pointed for passion but your father noticed something else, something brewing and it’s safe to say he was not a fan of it and that he was also right in his assumption.

When Bakugou finally asked you to be his girlfriend during your third year in middle school. The relationship was kept on the down low. With no one knowing a thing that was happening between you two. The sneaky glances from each other’s desk was quick enough for no one to notice. The kisses under the bleachers and the hand holding during bus rides.

Really it was all going very well, too well in fact. So of course when you two were making out in your bed. After Bakugou sneaked in through the window to your room, due to probably rushing for time finally alone together, your father had caught you red handed as the door was not locked properly. Dropping the plate of fruits he had cut for his sweet angel and there a devil was tainting her! He didn’t come for a while after that.

Anyway as years passed you two were still a couple much to the dismay of your father. Your mother on the other hand didn’t think he was too bad. His reputation with her grew when he’d help cook in the kitchen during the time he’d come over for dinner. He also was so so gentle with you she noticed, opening doors and holding your seat out. In her eyes he was perfect for you! 100/10!

So when the time ultimately rolls around he gathered the courage to ask your parents for their blessing.

“No.”

“Oh stop it. Don’t listen to him Katsuki.”

Now obviously It was an immediate no from your dad but at least your mom was super supportive of it. Telling him to not listen to your old man and while sure he could have gone ahead and went through with it after that but he still wanted to get your dad’s approval. If he’s gonna be your husband he’s gotta do his due diligence to ensure not just your relationship with him is great but also your parents.

Time and time again he asked for so long. Some with prepared speeches, others on the spot feelings which were really difficult for him to say. He did it anyway for you but he hadn’t gotten it and he would’ve tried more times if not for you finding the ring underneath the bed when you were cleaning your shared bedroom.

By the time your wedding rolled around nothing was more important than you anymore. Bakugou didn’t care if your father liked him for you, he loved you and that was it. If he didn’t see that then so be it.

Standing in front of you at the altar, seeing you in the dress of your dreams, the girl he once thought was slightly less annoying was now the person he cared for most. He hated being weak more than anything in his life but you're the one person he didn’t mind being weak to. Still being able to render him speechless with your existence alone.

He didn’t even know what he did to deserve you and for a quick moment he thought about how easy your father would’ve answered. But when he looked in the crowd after your shared kiss. He saw it, the approval with your father nodding at him with a defeated but accepting expression as you wrapped your arms at his side, smiling at him, with the look of love.

He did it.

TwitTwit

firecrackernews: CONGRATS TO THE NEWLY WEDDED COUPLE!! *pictures from the small private wedding from a family friend’s instagram*

— endox81_: wtf he has a gf

— icyp0t: correction he has wife now

— baller4life: ngl childhood friends to lovers is my trope

— xplosionmite: what if I just die? HUH???? WHAT ABOUT MEEEEEEEE

— re1leenut: CUTIES 😚😚😚💕

— candyyumm: nah your man is gone

— katsuismyhub: fck my life

— redriotofficial_: IT WAS SO MANLY!! CONGRATULATIONS TO THE BAKUGOU’S!!!!

— ty.diaryc: ariana what are you doing here? 🤨

— bruntdynam: that’s his best bro

— mizriot: @reddriotofficial_ I WANT YOUR BABIES ‼️

inspo: “I’m gonna marry her anyway, marry that girl, marry her anyway, marry that girl, no matter what they say.” — MAGIC! Rude

©windyremedy

[xxsyluslittlecrowxx]

contact: HUSBAND💍💢 (DO NOT OPEN)

[ Sylus x f!reader ]

he asks what you saved him as. you dodge. he lets you—for now. but when your phone lights up mid-breakfast… he sees it. and he never lets things go.

ABOUT | 3.5k. fluff. comedic tension. mutual pining. spiraling girlfailure MC. smug menace Sylus. twins as chaos gremlins

TAGS | slice of life. flirting. banter. phone-based chaos. accidental intimacy.

NOTE : This story came as a request from @someprettyname, who pitched the idea with the perfect mix of chaos, delusion, and romantic doom. I simply couldn’t resist. It’s got Sylus, a cursed contact name, and the kind of spiraling girlfailure energy that lives rent-free in my heart.

IF I'D KNOWN...asking Kieran what he was reading would lead to this, I would’ve done the sensible thing and lobbed my entire cup of tea at him instead. Not hard—just enough to scald. Or, at the very least, shut him up.

“Apparently,” Kieran said, turning a page with the solemn intrigue of someone unearthing a state secret rather than flipping through a lifestyle magazine from the waiting lounge pile, “what you save your partner as in your contacts directly correlates with relationship longevity. It’s, like, a whole study.”

I blinked at him from the edge of the couch, cross-legged, one sock slouched pathetically down my ankle like even my clothes were losing the will to participate.

“That’s not a study. That’s clickbait.”

“It’s neuroscience,” Luke chimed in, somehow making everything worse by sounding confident. He was upside-down in the armchair, legs hooked over the back like a smug little bat. “Oxytocin response, personal language imprinting, affectionate tagging. All linked. I read a paper on it.”

“You read a BuzzFeed quiz,” I said.

“No, that was after,” he replied, contemplative. “To confirm my results.”

I opened my mouth. Closed it. What did you even say to that? Congratulations, you’ve weaponized delusion?

Kieran shut the magazine with a flourish and gave me a look like I was a particularly slow puzzle piece. “So?” he asked, faux-casual. “What do you have Sylus saved as?”

I stared at him.

Then at Sylus.

Then regretted ever being born.

Sylus didn’t even glance up from the holopad he was scanning, thumbs moving in that precise, surgical rhythm that always made me feel like he could disassemble a bomb—or a person—without blinking. He hadn’t said a word the entire time, which only meant one thing: he was definitely listening.

That’s how he operated. Silent observation. Strategic patience. And then—just when you least expected it—the perfect moment to psychologically ruin you.

“I—what?” I laughed. A terrible idea. It came out too loud, too bright. The laugh of someone hiding something very stupid, very unhinged, and very true.

“Oh no,” Luke gasped, kicking his legs in delighted horror. “You’ve got a name. You have a name.”

Kieran leaned forward, eyes glittering like a journalist sniffing out a scandal. “It’s something feral, isn’t it? Like Champ Daddy. Or—God—Meow Meow Murder Man.”

“Excuse you,” I sniffed. “That’s private.”

“That’s not a denial,” Luke pointed out, still upside-down and grinning like he had five seconds before the villain’s lair exploded and he was fine with it.

And then—of course—Sylus looked up.

Just once.

That’s all it took.

No words. Just a glance over the edge of the screen. Brows lifted slightly. That quiet, clinical interest he always wore when cataloguing your emotional weaknesses.

“Well?” he asked, voice low. Mellow. The kind of mellow that made you aware of how sharp the blade was beneath it. “What’d you save me as?”

I died.

Just a bit. Quietly. With dignity.

I smiled like someone caught smuggling twenty kilos of emotional contraband through airport security. “Why do you care?”

“Research,” Luke supplied.

“Curiosity,” Kieran added.

Sylus didn’t say anything. Just kept looking.

Not accusing. Not teasing. Worse—interested. Calm. Patient. Which, from him, was a declaration of war.

I stared back, brain frantically flipping through every lie I’d ever told and wondering if now was the moment to add another.

I didn’t lie. Not really.

But I also wasn’t about to admit that I’d saved him under HUSBAND💍💢(DO NOT OPEN) and set his contact tone to the Onychinus anthem so I’d know—without question—that it was him texting when I was spiraling through my third existential scroll of the night.

I wasn’t proud of it. But I was delusional. Quietly. Tastefully. With a touch of grace.

“It’s just your name,” I said, breezy and innocent. “You know. ‘Sylus.’ Totally normal.”

Kieran snorted. Luke cackled.

Sylus said nothing. Just tilted his head, the faintest degree, like a crow spotting something shiny.

“Hm,” he said.

One syllable. One syllable with the weight of a dossier. Then he returned to his holopad like he hadn’t just slipped a microchip of psychological doom beneath my skin.

I looked at Kieran.

I looked at Luke.

I looked at my tea and considered drowning myself in it.

It was fine. Everything was fine.

I was normal. So, so normal.

So normal that I’d definitely go home tonight and absolutely not open my contacts app.

And definitely not change anything.

Definitely.

…Right?

Wrong.

So, so wrong.

Because two hours later, I was curled on the left side of my bed—the side I insisted I didn’t always sleep on, even though the right side looked suspiciously pristine—and staring down at my phone screen like it had personally betrayed me. Which, to be fair, it had.

HUSBAND💍💢(DO NOT OPEN) glared back at me from the top of my favorites list. Untouched. Intact. So alarmingly unhinged I wanted to launch myself backwards through time and slap the past version of me who thought it was hilarious.

Spoiler: it was hilarious.

Just… not right now.

When I’d first typed it in—on a mission, no less, during a half-sane lull between dodging rooftop snipers and failing to unlock a biometric lock—it had felt brilliant. Like a private joke between me, myself, and the delusion I fed like a very spoiled housecat.

He’d given me a ring. A real one.

Well. Technically it was a repurposed championship ring from some long-ago boxing match, but he’d slipped it onto my finger after a particularly nasty fight and said, “For luck.”

That was it. No heat. No deeper meaning. Nothing even remotely vow-adjacent. But my brain, ever the traitor, had orchestrated a full remix of the wedding march and sent me hurtling into an alternate reality where that gesture meant everything.

So naturally, I immortalized it by saving him as HUSBAND💍💢(DO NOT OPEN) in my phone. The rage emoji was for balance. Because my coping mechanisms were 90% sarcasm, 10% fear of actual feelings.

But now... now he knew something.

Not everything. But enough to make me feel like I was teetering on the edge of a very sharp rooftop, hoping the wind stayed kind.

I turned the screen off, set it beside me, then immediately picked it back up again. Because apparently I had the self-restraint of a soggy napkin.

The name stared back, smug as sin.

I hovered over “Edit.” Didn’t press it. Pressed it. Didn’t save.

God.

What if I changed it now and he somehow noticed later? What if he’d already seen it? A glimpse? An emoji? A vibe?

Worse—what if he hadn’t? What if the twins had just infected his brain with their oxytocin-tagging nonsense and I was the only one spiraling?

…No, that tracked. That sounded extremely me.

I sighed and flopped back against my pillow, which let out a low puff of air like it, too, was disappointed in my choices.

It wasn’t that I didn’t want him to know.

Okay, no. That was a lie. I absolutely didn’t want him to know.

But part of me—some shameful, masochistic fragment that had clearly watched too many fake-dating dramas—wondered what he’d say if he did.

Would he laugh?

Would he tease?

Would he—God forbid—change my name in his phone, too?

And if he did… what would it be?

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Or worse. Something nice. Something gentle. Something that would melt me into a socially anxious puddle of goo I could never recover from.

My phone buzzed once.

I flinched so hard I nearly launched it into the ceiling.

System update.

I exhaled slowly through my nose and said aloud, like I was on some kind of deranged mindfulness app, “It’s just a name. It doesn’t matter.”

Then I shut the screen off, tucked the phone under my pillow like I was putting it down for a nap, and rolled over to the cold, untouched side of the bed.

I didn’t change it.

I could’ve.

But I didn’t.

Not because I was brave. Or honest. Or committed to transparency in modern digital romance.

No.

I didn’t change it because, somewhere in the shame-saturated crawlspace of my delusion-riddled lizard brain…

I wanted him to see it.

And that—more than anything—was the problem.

By the time Saturday rolled around, I had fully convinced myself I was back in control of my life.

Which, naturally, meant everything was about to go spectacularly wrong.

I hadn’t planned on seeing him that day. That was what made it worse. I wasn’t wearing my “emotionally stable and casually indifferent” outfit. I didn’t have talking points. Or backup banter. I hadn’t even exfoliated.

And yet—there he was.

In my kitchen.

Like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“Is that… my pan?” I asked, blinking from the hallway, tugging my sleeves down over sleep-wrinkled wrists.

Sylus didn’t look up. Just flipped something sizzling in my non-stick skillet with the kind of precision that suggested he’d done this a thousand times. His hair was still damp at the ends—fresh from a run, or a shower, or a very long, very moody shampoo commercial.

“You said your fridge was on strike,” he replied simply. “I brought eggs.”

He nodded toward the counter. There they were: a full carton of eggs. And toast. And coffee. And—of course—my apron.

“You’re wearing my apron,” I said.

“It was this or ruin my shirt.” He shrugged, unbothered. “You left it hanging by the door. Implicit consent.”

“I use that apron to deep-fry things. It smells like fear and oil.”

He finally glanced over his shoulder, eyes cool, voice dry. “Then it suits me.”

I stood there for a beat, vaguely aware that I probably looked like a stunned Victorian child who’d wandered into the wrong play. My hair was doing something unholy to the left of my temple. My socks didn’t match. One sleeve was half-stuffed into the cuff of my pajama pants like it had given up halfway through getting dressed.

This was not the image of composure I wanted to project.

And yet—he didn’t seem to mind.

He turned back to the stove. Quiet. Focused. Efficient.

Like he hadn’t just let himself into my apartment at 8:30 a.m. and decided to cook breakfast like we did this all the time.

(We did not do this all the time.)

I hovered in the doorway. “Did I… invite you?”

“You said, and I quote,” Sylus began, adjusting the burner with the grace of a man in complete control of both fire and social tension, “‘Come by whenever. Just don’t let the twins in unless you want chaos at dawn.’”

He slid the eggs onto a plate—perfectly done. Soft in the middle. Crisped at the edges. Exactly how I liked them.

Of course he knew that.

I collapsed into a chair and stared at the back of his head like it owed me rent.

This wasn’t the plan. The plan was: avoid prolonged eye contact, and pray the contact-name incident dissolved into the same black hole as every other weird moment we refused to acknowledge.

But Sylus didn’t forget things.

He remembered everything.

Which meant he was either pretending not to care—or waiting. For the right moment. The exact second when dragging it back up would have the most devastating effect.

He handed me the plate without a word. Then set a steaming mug beside it.

“I didn’t know you could cook,” I said, stabbing the yolk before it could pass judgment.

“I can survive.”

“You’re not surviving. You’re thriving. This is suspiciously gourmet for someone who once ate a protein bar he found in the glove compartment.”

Sylus sat across from me, calm as Sunday morning. “I read a manual.”

“You read a manual on eggs?”

He tilted his head. “I like to be prepared.”

I bit into the toast—and hated how much I loved it. Not because it was delicious. But because it felt like something. Like he was already part of things I hadn’t meant to share.

Like I didn’t want him to go.

My phone buzzed from where I’d abandoned it on the end table behind me. I ignored it. Probably a news alert. Or Kieran sending me another random fact about Sylus.

Sylus glanced toward the sound. “Want me to check that?”

My mouth was full. I nodded before I thought twice.

And that was it.

The moment.

The one I would later refer to, in my head, with capital letters and dread: The Beginning of the End.

Because Sylus stood. Walked across the room. Picked up my phone. Turned it over.

And froze.

Just slightly.

Not dramatically. Not enough to trigger outright panic. But enough to notice.

My stomach hit the floor.

He turned, phone still facing him. Not me. Him.

Then he looked up.

Met my eyes.

And smiled.

Not the polite kind.

Not the dangerous kind, either.

The knowing kind.

And he said—

“You’ve got a message.”

Then he walked back. Calm as anything. Sat down.

Placed the phone beside my coffee. Face-down.

Didn’t mention the name.

Didn’t tease.

Just waited.

Like he wanted to see if I’d admit it first.

Like he knew everything.

And wasn’t finished yet.

The room felt different.

Not colder. Not tense, exactly. Just… still.

Like standing at the edge of a lake and realizing—too late—that the water wasn’t calm. It was holding its breath.

Sylus didn’t look at me. Not directly. But his presence was unmistakable—like the steady burn of a fire at your back. Quiet. Measured. Unrelenting.

I kept my eyes on my plate like the eggs were going to offer guidance.

They didn’t.

They just sat there, smug in their perfect seasoning, slowly congealing while I tried not to spiral.

I took a sip of coffee I didn’t need. It burned the tip of my tongue. I said nothing.

He didn’t press.

And that was the problem with Sylus—he never pressed. He simply gave you the silence. Just enough rope to hang yourself with.

“You’re quiet,” he said after a moment.

I shrugged. “You made breakfast. I’m eating it. This is me being grateful.”

He let out a sound. Barely audible. Somewhere between a scoff and a laugh.

“Do you usually eat in tense, stony silence when someone brings you food?”

“Only when they break into my apartment to do it,” I said, eyes still locked on my eggs like they might offer a lifeline.

Another pause. And then—

“You could’ve just told me.”

I blinked. “Told you what?”

I knew what.

Of course I knew what.

But I wasn’t about to hand him the knife and hold still.

He tilted his head. Finally met my eyes.

That look—quiet, analytical—like he didn’t need words to dismantle you. He could do it with patience alone.

“What you saved me as,” he said, simply. “You could’ve told me.”

I swallowed. “It’s not that interesting.”

“Is it not?”

“It’s just a name.”

His gaze didn’t shift. Didn’t push. Just held.

Then he leaned back slightly, folding his arms across his chest. His sleeves were rolled to the elbows—revealing scars, old and clean, and veins etched sharp like topography you didn’t realize you’d memorized until it was right there in front of you.

“I think you’re lying,” he said, not unkindly.

My heart decided now was a good time to audition for a prison break.

“I don’t lie,” I replied.

“No,” he agreed. “But you deflect beautifully.”

My fingers tightened around the mug. “Well, thanks. That’s a weird compliment, but okay.”

Silence again. Long. Weighted.

The toast on his plate remained untouched. I wasn’t sure he’d ever meant to eat it.

When he finally spoke again, it was quieter. No edge. No game. Just… honest.

“You’ve been doing it since the twins brought it up. Every time I’ve looked at you since then, you shift.”

I didn’t answer.

“And you practically gave me your phone,” he continued. “Which you never do. You always leave it face-down on the table. Angle the screen away when we’re close. Mute notifications if we’re in the same room. But today… you handed it to me.”

I cleared my throat. “I didn’t think—”

“Yes, you did.”

I looked at him then. Really looked.

He wasn’t goading me. He wasn’t smug. He wasn’t trying to win.

He was just telling the truth.

A quiet cataloging of all the small things I thought I’d hidden.

Which somehow made it worse.

“So what?” I asked. “What does it matter if I did?”

His brow lifted a fraction. “Depends on what it said.”

I exhaled through my nose. “You saw it.”

“I did.”

My stomach folded in on itself. Not violently. Just… inevitably. Like paper creasing in slow motion.

“Are you going to say something?”

He shook his head once, calm. “I don’t think I have to.”

I pushed my plate aside and stood before I could second-guess it. My hands found everything—table edge, pajama tie, back of the chair—restless, unfocused.

He watched me.

Not like I was fragile.

Not like I was guilty.

Just like he was present.

In a way most people never were.

“Do you think I meant it seriously?” I asked. Unsure whether I felt embarrassed, angry, or just stupidly exposed.

He stood too. Unhurried. Close.

“I think,” he said gently, “you didn’t expect me to see it.”

I nodded once. “So now what?”

Sylus reached for the phone. Turned it over. Tapped the screen once. It lit up. His thumb brushed across the glass, and for one panicked second, I thought he was deleting something.

Instead, he looked down at it.

And smiled.

A faint, private thing.

“I’ve been called worse,” he said. “At least this one’s got a ring to it.”

He handed it back to me.

Didn’t explain.

Didn’t tease.

Didn’t retreat.

Just waited.

And this time…

I didn’t look away.

The silence stretched.

Not uncomfortable, exactly. Just stretched thin—like the hush inside a cathedral, where every thought echoed louder in your own head.

I held the phone in both hands like it might explain itself. Like I could offload all the emotional wreckage of the last twenty-four hours onto one glowing rectangle and be absolved.

But, of course, it didn’t say anything.

It just sat there. Still locked. Still glowing. Still stamped with the one contact name I hadn’t changed.

Still proof.

“You’re not going to make fun of me?” I asked.

The question came out quieter than I meant it to. Fragile. Like thin ice underfoot.

Sylus didn’t move. Didn’t smile. But his voice softened at the edges.

“No,” he said. “Not for this.”

My mouth opened, but no words came.

And because I couldn’t stand still, I drifted. The long way around the table—brushing a chair, skimming the counter—like a satellite refusing to orbit too close.

“I wasn’t trying to be weird,” I said. “Or clingy. Or… intense. It was just a thing. A ridiculous, harmless, no-one-will-ever-know thing.”

Sylus watched me, but didn’t interrupt.

So I kept going. Because stopping meant listening to my own thoughts, and frankly, no thanks.

“It started as a joke. Something I’d change later. But then I didn’t. And then it felt like changing it would mean admitting it mattered.”

I glanced down. The screen glowed back. Still bright. Still damning.

“And I guess it did matter. Just... not in the way I thought.”

He didn’t move.

Didn’t fill the silence with soft reassurances or easy deflections.

But something shifted in the air. A quiet gentling. Like something bracing had eased.

I forced my fingers to unlock the screen. Turned the phone toward him. Slowly. Like peeling back a bandage.

“You can delete it, if it’s weird,” I said. “Or if it crosses some boundary. Or if it makes you uncomfortable. I’ll just blame Siri. She’s always inserting emojis without consent.”

He didn’t take the phone.

He didn’t look away either.

Instead, his fingers reached—not for the screen, but for my wrist.

A light touch. A thumb brushing the inside, where the pulse beats quick and traitorous.

“I’m not uncomfortable,” he said. “I’m… surprised.”

“That I’d be ridiculous?”

“That you’d let me see it.”

I couldn’t hold his gaze after that. Something about the way he was looking at me felt too precise. Not cruel���but exact. Like being traced.

Still, I didn’t step back.

He let go slowly, then reached into his own pocket. Pulled out his phone. A few taps. A swipe.

Then he turned it around.

I squinted.

WIFE 💍❤️ (Don’t pretend you’re surprised)

I stared. Swallowed. Opened my mouth. Closed it again.

“That’s not subtle,” I whispered.

He stepped closer. “It’s honest.”

There was no smile. Not really. But something flickered beneath the surface—quiet, certain, a little dangerous.

The kind of look that said yes, I meant it.

The kind that made you wonder just how long he’d been waiting to say so.

I laughed then. Sharp and breathless and absolutely real.

“You’re insane,” I said.

He shrugged. “You started it.”

I looked down at my screen.

Then back at his.

And finally—at him.

“You really think I wouldn’t want that too?” he whispered.

And that—more than the name, more than the emojis, more than the ridiculous, ridiculous spiral of it all—was what undid me.

Because he did.

God help me, he really, truly did.

And maybe now... I didn’t have to pretend I didn’t want it, too.

thank you for reading, and happy 500 followers!

[4vanaa]

WHILE YOU WERE SLEEPING, rafe cameron, 03

summary: y/n left the outer banks years ago, determined to build a life far from the memories of her childhood love, rafe cameron. now a botanist, she's moved on-though a quiet part of her still clings to the past. when an event brings her back to OBX, she's forced to confront the one person she never truly forgot.

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popbase alternative/indie singer, rafe cameron, joins the short list of artists to chart at least 3 songs in the top 5 of the billboard hot 100 simultaneously. ‘red lights and regret’ becomes his third #1 hit. this achievement comes from only having released singles and 1 album. sources say that he’s set to announce an album soon.

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user he’s so sexy

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poguefan the weeknd + rafe was something i never knew i needed

rafesno1 here since his guitar videos in his room, look how far he’s come

cameronreputation rafe cameron world domination

kookswiftie another grammy incoming

user need him

rafeswife i’m so proud of my husband 💍

user you must listen to his music on mute

rafecameronupdates how will this affect the tour?

user so glad he’s getting the recognition he deserves

rafecameron couldn’t have done of with you guys

rafeonlyfans rafe come home the kids miss you 😢

rafecameron ✓ 8h

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rafecameron me for @/dazedmagazine

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user suddenly i’m a dart

rafescameron okay who took my pants 🤨

rafeupdates raw next question

poguenation this is insane

rafesangel tear ran down my leg

sunshine4sarah idk what’s happening 🧍🏾‍♀️🧎🏽‍♀️

popbase i have something very inappropriate to say

user what are you doing here? 🤨

notmyrafe all i need is 10 minutes and a hair tie

cameronscult does he do weddings? (ours)

allaboutrafe until the bed breaks

rafeswardrobe until nothing, we ain’t stopping

user scrolling feels like divorce 💔

sarahcameron so cool bro

rafecameron thank you i’m very cool

barry the kids miss you 😢

rafecameron i’m coming ❤️

hypnoticrafe literally? 👀

topperthornton 🔥🔥

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yourusername outer banks you will always be famous x

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yourusername it’s all over your blouse

sarahcameron need you under my christmas tree

yourusername i’ll be wrapped up in a nice bow

sarahcameron moments before disaster

miaroan how did it even get that bad, cleo was watching her

cleo she truly has a mind of her own

yourusername i wasn’t that bad guys

kiecarrera 😒 you fell multiple times on your ass.

yourusername whoever suggested pregaming the pregame is at fault. cough cough mia

miaroan blushes and licks screen

yourusername blushes and kisses screen

cleo you’re right next to each other.

miaroan get the strap

cleo unlike your other friends i have decorum, you look amazing wife.

yourusername thank you for being so respectful wife. 🙂‍↔️

cleo do you think i could hit it from the back?

cleo platonically of course, i respect you ✊

yourusername 😧

johnbroutledge did our invite get lost in the mail?

sarahcameron they said the bar was girls only i think

yourusername ^^

jjmaybank no flowers how peculiar 🤨

yourusername i tried to take some photos of them but they all came out blurry :((

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noahcarter 😍😍

user the kind of girl people write songs about, and dedicate albums to

topperthornton 😏😏

kelce 😏😏

sarahcameron 😏😏

yourusername ??

a/n: cleo when she’s just a chill girl who wants to platonically smash her friend:

[bth3cowboi]

snoop the bling, cs55xreader

part 1 part 3 part 4

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pairing: carlos sainz x reader

summary: summer break starts and that means traveling with a snoopy plushie and a boyfriend (or maybe a future husband). Also, his friend is there.

format: social media au

a/n: people asked for this and I deliver cause i love snoopy

( instagram )

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carlossainz55

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carlossainz55 Best way to spend summer😎☀️

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user1 here before yn calls carlos his sweet baby or smh cute like that

ynraces SLUT

user1 oh that is not it

ynraces 🤤🔥I love u my unemployed princess

carlossainz55 I dont know what to think about this

carlossainz55 but I love you too😂

user2 WHERE IS THE CHILD, THE BABY

ynraces hes safe ashore!!

user3 wait im new, they have a baby??

user4 no😭😭 they call yn’s snoopy their baby

ynraces

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ynraces Mallorca with my baby love💙🤿 (and carlos is here too)

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user1 thank you for the blessing (carlos photo)

user2 theres a snoopy, theres a like

user3 a snoopy is always gonna be there🙄 this is yn’s page

landonorris Enjoy your alone time for now😈

ynraces im expecting you with HATE btw dont come

landonorris I’ll be there soon and he’ll be with me😍🤞

ynraces youre sick!! homewrecker!!!

landonorris girl fuck your baby snoopy

ynraces BRO??? carlos say sum😭😭

carlossainz55 Please don’t fight in the comments❤️ you have the vacation for that

ynraces 🤡

user4 that snoopy deserves some rest god

carlossainz55 2h

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landonorris

Oh she really doesn’t have a clue

carlossainz55

No😂

I didn’t insist either

Don’t want her to get suspicious

landonorris

I can’t wait to take the pictures now HAHA

Everything is ready btw just waiting for you both

carlossainz55

Ok👍

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carlossainz55 She said yes! ❤️💍 Thank you Yn for being the woman you are, I can’t wait to call you my wife. I love you more than anything in this world.

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ynraces 🥹🥹 Love you soooo much

carlossainz55 ❤️❤️

user1 OMG OMG

user2 chat is this real??

user3 now thats a rockkkkk

charles_leclerc Congratulations guys😍❤️

carlossainz55 Thanks mate!

user4 imagine driving in f1 with your wife THE DREAM

landonorris Wow what a beautiful ring🤩 The friend that helped chose it must be the best

carlossainz55 🤫

ynraces u did great for once congrats

landonorris 🤩🤩

user5 Carlos must be crying and jumping seeing this interaction

user6 his wife and his boy lmao

ynraces

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ynraces swipe for a surprise!🪐

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ynraces pinned Te amo mucho, Carlos. ❤️ You are my everything.

carlossainz55 Te amo tambien😁

user1 IS THIS HOW I FIND OUT?

user2 me 2 😭 I wish I saw Carlos post first

user3 wym I cant marry Yn anymore

user4 Ohhh are we going to see two sainz in the grid now

lewishamilton Congrats you two🫶

ynraces thank u lew!

user5 I was worried Snoopy wasn’t gonna be here but Yn delivered as always

landonorris Cool photos👍 Call me for the wedding too

ynraces I dont want you crying at the wedding too iugh

landonorris those were happy tears💔

( twitter )

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a/n: The snoopy story continuous!! if you liked it and want to see more just say so🩷 my asks are open!!

[kissracing]

Everyone’s favorite, carlos sainz jr,

summary. various instagram posts from the goddess, beautiful, multi-talented, writer, yn ln &&. her husband carlos sainz jr.

featuring. carlos sainz jr x fem!poc!reader (faceclaim, orion carloto)

this fic includes the following. . . yn &&. carlos are married, google-translated spanish, read the end for more info!!

yourusername • instagram

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yourusername Love life 🖼️🍒💍

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carlossainz55 📌 Cielo mío ❤️

⤷ yourusername Mi viejo 🤍

⤷ carlossainz55 VIEJO? Oh please 🙄😐 I’m 3 years older than you.

user MY PARENTSSSS

user mama y papa

landonorris Who took that photo of you two at the gallery..???

⤷ yourusername … No comment

⤷ landonorris It was the camera timer huh

⤷ yourusername Blocked.

user they’re so aesthetically pleasing

user WHERE ARE THE RINGS FROMMM

⤷ yourusername The clock & flower looking one are from a thrift store in spain! The other ones are from my wonderful in-laws 🫶🏼🤍

⤷ user AHHH you actually replied HEHE

user they compliment each other so well oh em gee

user the day they got married, lives were changed fr

user the beautiful, gorgeous, multi-talented, yn ln-sainz 😍😍 and carlos ig

alexandrasaintmleux The prettiest 💞💐 We must go to a gallery together!!

⤷ yourusername Says you??? 🤨😭🤍 And yes we must haha!

yourusername • instagram

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yourusername It’s a work in progress :) ☕️

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user 📌 one thing yn will do.. is make sure her feed matches LOL

⤷ user SHE PINNED MY COMMENT ARHEHEHD

carlossainz55 📌 Mi bella esposa 🫶🏼🌷

⤷ yourusername Mi guapo marido 🫶🏼💐

user SHES WRITING CHAT. WE’RE GETTING A NEW BOOK

user the brown aesthetic >>>

user your handwriting is so gorgeous im so sick

user carlosyn supremacy

landonorris Oh so no photo credits 🤨⁉️

⤷ user LANDO YOU WENT WITH THEM??

⤷ landonorris YES and it was the worst “hangout” of my life 😒 They were just on each other.. so gross. They have no compassion for single people

⤷ carlossainz55 ?? You tagged along after seeing us in the coffee shop, That’s your fault cabrón 😂

⤷ yourusername Plus, we paid for your food and shoes that you wanted !!

⤷ landonorris SHUSHH THEY WERENT SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAAT

⤷ yourusername … Okay 😭?

user lando’s their son fr

user MOTHER

alexandrasaintmleux Who’s the gorgeous girl in the first slide 💘

⤷ yourusername Love you Alexx 👩🏼‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏼

text messages • yn &&. carlos

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yourusername Welcome my favorite addition to the Ln-Sainz family!! Milo Ln-Sainz. 💘🥺💌 Thank you Carlito

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carlossainz55 📌 As long as you’re happy, I’m happy Mi Corazon

⤷ yourusername Oh how did I get so lucky 🥹

⤷ carlossainz55 I ask myself that everyday ❤️

⤷ user CON😭GRA😭TU😭LA😭TIONS😭

user GREY CARR

alex_albon All I’m hearing is… PLAYDATE!! 🗣️

⤷ maxverstappen1 NO I MEANT TO CALL DIBS FIRST!!

⤷ yourusername Gentlemen, no need to fight!! We’ll all have a playdate together 🥺🤍

user OH MY GODDD MY SHAYLA 🥹🥹🥹

user he’s so eepy oh my god 😭😭😭🤏🏽

⤷ yourusername Best napping partner 🥹

user please tell me yall are gonna make an instagram for him

maxverstappen1 Jimmy, Sassy and Donatello are extremely excited to meet their new friend Milo 🙂‍↕️

⤷ alex_albon Stan, Blue bear, Gigi, Hippo, Tiger, Duckie, Goosie, Frooky, MooMoo, Looky, Sasha, and Gucci are ALSO extremely excited to meet Milo 🙃!

⤷ maxverstappen1 Did you really name all of your cats to prove a point?

⤷ alex_albon …Yes

user max and alex fighting over milo is the best thing LMAO

user He’s so cute 🙁🙁

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carlossainz55 Escapada con Mi esposa 🩷

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yourusername 📌 Best trip ever 🤍 Thank you Mi marido

⤷ carlossainz55 You’re welcome cariño 🩷

user MY SHAYLA 😖😖😫😫

user THE SECOND SLIDEEE

user She’s everything.. and he’s ken

⤷ carlossainz55 Exactly

user literally how is she so perfect

user pinterest girlies finna go CRAZY

⤷ pinterest Can confirm, We’re going crazy!

user God.. it’s me again 😫

user SHES SO GORGEOUSS

user YALL LOOKIN FOR A THIRD

⤷ carlossainz55 Nope!

alexandrasaintmleux Bring her back! We (Milo, and I) miss her!!

⤷ lilymhe Count me too, quit holding her hostage Sainz!!

⤷ carlossainz55 Did I hear “extend our vacation to another week?” I mean if you say so!

⤷ lilymhe YNNN ＠yourusername

⤷ yourusername Ooh sorry Alex and Lils.. I’ll take that extended vacation.. Love you guys tho!! Kiss Milo for me!!

⤷ alexandrasaintmleux Carlos Sainz Jr, you will pay.

⤷ lilymhe I’ll see you in williams Sainz Jr.

user the first photo 😩>>

user I WANT THIS KIND OF LOVE PLEASEE

yourusername I love you Carlito 💘

⤷ carlossainz55 I love you so much more hermosa 💐💝

amera speaks. 2ND FIC!! and first fic for the new year!! yippee :D. i really didn’t know wtf to title this LMAO. i searched the web a little bit to figure out what orion’s ethnicity is. i know she said that she’s half hondurian from her mothers side which would make her latina(?). i also read that she’s half italian & portuguese. i only say this because i have “poc!reader” and i just wanna make sure that orion herself is a poc. let me know if i should change it!! i wanna be accurate as possible <3. okay BYE!

[soulpunk-2011]

I LOVE MY HUSBAND 🗣📢📣

I LOVE MY FIANCÉ🗣📢📣

[callsignhood]

Calling König by different cute names:

Tags: Gender neutral, tooth rotting fluff, that’s it.

❤️Schatzi (Honey)

“Where did you learn that?” He blinks his eyes in pure joy and surprise. He loves the way you’re speaking German with him. “You’re my beloved too, my Häschen, my Spätzchen.” He happily teases you back with a grin. He’ll call you by something lovely and purposefully cute, because you are the one that he needs to protect with all cost.

🧸Teddy bear

He laughs with delight. He then drowns you in the embrace of his arms and made sure to avoid squeezing you too tightly, since he is aware of his size and strength. “Of course, I’ll be it.” He playfully spins himself with you a few round, looking at you with those pretty blue eyes full of affection. You can tell he has a big smile under the sniper hood.

💅Baby girl / War princess

König flinches at the name, and he looks you up and down a few times, wondering if he heard it wrong. You repeat it again. He unbelievably coughs out a laugh. “Ernsthaft?” (Seriously?) He’s not very amused, but he’s far from upset. He frowns a little under his sniper hood, and drops his head on your shoulder, giving you a few nuzzles. “Bitte (Please), call me Schatzi or something, I prefer those.”

If you keep calling him Baby girl, expect some defensive head shakes and arm nudges. Nobody has ever called him by those, and it’s… a bit weird for him. But he’d probably accept his fate and comes to you with a grumpy eye roll. “Yes yes. I’m here.”

🎶A name in your native language or something he is not familiar with

“What’s that? Tell me.” He let out a chuckle, grabbing your hand and giving it a light squeeze. He couldn’t understand the meaning behind it, but he’s sure it’s something either cute or cheesy, since he knows you like to tease him. If you don’t tell him, he’ll ask his teammates and find his answer. He is also willing to learn a few pet-names in your own language. Please expect and tolerate some cute mispronunciation from him.

💍Meine Frau (my wife)

König immediately chokes on air, stares at you with wide opened eyes from your baffling words. He then puts one hand on his eyes, sighing out a weak and desperate Nein (No) under his sniper hood. “My love, it’s not right, I should be dein Ehemann (your husband), not your wife.” He corrects you with an embarrassed tone, as his cheeks and ears grew hotter under that piece of cloth. He’s grateful that you couldn’t see him blushing as you finally corrected yourself with mein Ehemann.

He will secretly consider when should he make this name come true to its meaning.

[hippolotamus]

Your follow and ask button are too close to each other

I knooooowwwww 😭 that happened to someone else recently too. It’s so dumb 🥺

[cutielando]

wedding of the century | george russell

social media au

synopsis: in which you and George finally tie the knot

pairing: husband!george russell x wife!reader

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yourusername last vacation as an engaged couple💍🤍 tagged: georgerussell63

📍Bali, Indonesia

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georgerussell63 can't wait to make you my wife🤍

yourusername can't wait to be your wife😭😮‍💨

landonorris there are children on this app, you know

yourusername we know, so what are you doing out of bed?

landonorris you're not funny😢

georgerussell63 you're not either, what a coincidence

user1 our favorite engaged couple serving once again🤍🤍🤍🤍

user2 can you guys believe Y/N is going to be Mrs. Russell in less than a month?😭😭😭

user3 it seems like only yesterday they announced their relationship man😯😢😢

user4 i knoooooow, time is moving so fast😭

alex_albon some photo credits would have been nice

yourusername i'm sorry, do i know you?

alex_albon …lando’s right, you’re no fun

georgerussell63 don’t make fun of my soon-to-be wife, alexander

mercededamgf1 Wishing you a nice vacation and we’ll see you at the wedding!🤍

yourusername thank you admin!!❤️

user5 the fact that the Mercedes admin is just as invested in their relationship as we are does things to me 😮‍💨😮‍💨

lilymhe you’re glowing, y/n🤍🤍

yourusername wedding bliss is settling in already 🤍

charles_leclerc why didn’t you invite us?

yourusername …it was a couple’s getaway?

charles_leclerc i don’t see your point

georgerussell63 we wanted to be alone, mate

charles_leclerc oh…nasty asses

user5 my parents right there ❤️

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formula1gossip George Russell and Y/N Y/L/N are getting married tomorrow! We wish the couple nothing but the very best. What do we think about the grand event?

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user1 MY PARENTS ARE GETTING MARRIED🫶🏻🫶🏻

user2 i just know the other drivers will get wasted

maxlover max is gonna get so drunk lol

georgieboi I cannot wait!!!!🤍🤍

user3 seeing them get engaged and now married is like watching a fairytale for real

user4 so happy for them!!!!

mercedesamgf1 it's going to be a wild night, that's for sure😅

user5 we're gonna need photos admin!!!!!

mercedesamgf1 of course!!

user6 i just know their wedding is going to be so good!!🤍🤍 Y/N is going to be gorgeous, i just know it

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yourusername & georgerussell63 Mr. and Mrs.🤍

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f1 Congratulations to the happy couple!❤️

mercedesamgf1 the most beautiful wedding and the most beautiful couple!!!! (we're totally not saying that because they're ours)🤍🤍

maxverstappen1 congrats mate, beautiful wedding

yourusername you were drunk for the better part of it

georgerussell63 and shirtless

maxverstappen1 still a good wedding

francisca.cgomes congrats guys!!!! Y/N, you were INSANELY BEAUTIFUL BABE 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍

yourusername thank you so much babe!!!!!!! i love you girlie 🫶🏻🫶🏻

francisca.cgomes i love you too 🤍🤍

georgerussell63 I was there, too, yk

francisca.cgomes stop trying to steal the spotlight, George

landonorris good job, guys👍🏻

yourusername thank you, lando

georgerussell63 do you even remember being there?

landonorris bits and pieces

yourusername no wonder, you drank half of the bar😒

landonorris i had fun, okay?

yourusername i’m sure you did 😂 i’m glad you had fun, you lifted the spirits

user1 OUR PARENTS ARE FINALLY MARRIED😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

user2 omg they look so good!!!!!🤍🤍

user3 if you look closely, you can see me under the car

user4 AHHHHHHHHH THE RUSSELLS🥹🥹🥹

user5 your honor, I AM IN LOVE WITH THEM

user6 George is so lucky, Y/N was stunning 🤍😭😭

georgerussell63 i know, right?

user6 George is just as much of a simp for Y/N as we are 😭😭

carlossainz55 wishing happiness to the happy couple!🌶️❤️

yourusername thank you, chilli🫶🏻❤️

georgerussell63 thanks, mate🤍

oscarpiastri very interesting event, it was

georgerussell63 we are sorry for the trauma you have suffered, Oscar

yourusername we are willing to pay for your therapy

oscarpiastri thank you

user7 i wanna know what happened to Oscar 😭😭

oscarpiastri it is never going to surface

user8 what happened at that wedding 😭?????

danielricciardo 🤍🤍 very beautiful night

yourusername thank you daniel 🤍 we couldn’t have kept everything under control without you

georgerussell63 glad you stepped up, mate

danielricciardo anytime for my favorite people

lewishamilton glad to have been by your side on the most important day of your lives!🤍

georgerussell63 thank you lewis!

yourusername roscoe was the most important guest 🤍🤍 if we’re being honest

lewishamilton ...overshadowed by my own dog

lilymhe the most fun i’ve had in a long time ❤️❤️

yourusername i’m so glad you had fun 🫶🏻🫶🏻 thank you for being there for us

alexandrasaintmleux you were so beautiful 🤍🤍 and the wedding was out of this world 🫶🏻🫶🏻

yourusername stoooop😭😭😭🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

charles_leclerc she’s been insinuating stuff ever since, what have you done?

georgerussell63 she has that effect

yourusername you’re sleeping outside.

lilyzneimer gorgeous bride 🤍🤍🤍

yourusername thank you, ily🫶🏻🤍🤍

oscarpiastri stop stealing my girlfriend, you’re married

yourusername and?

georgerussell63 what do you mean and????? i’m right here

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yourusername life is a constant honeymoon with you 🤍

📍 Amalfi Coast, Italy

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georgerussell63 every day with you feels like a honeymoon🤍

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[my313]

wedding gift 💍 choi beomgyu [wip preview]

mdni 18+ only / cw: degradation, mentions of collaring, implied filming and photographing, humiliation, husband!beomgyu, dom!beomgyu, wife!reader

lmk if anyone wants to be tagged for the full thing!!

with beomgyu fully-dressed and lounging comfortably on the vanity chair, twisting the strap of his camera on one hand and drinking in the most vulnerable sight of you — you’re like prey handed over prettily on a silver platter, for him to pick apart and devour. 

“crawl to me.” 

“w-what?” an absurd request. something that should have rung the alarm bells in your mind and have your gears turning the other way around. instead, your thighs clench together in effort to hide your growing arousal. you’re washed over with both desire and shame

the corner of beomgyu’s lip quirks up seeing your face contort into nothing shy of a pet being scolded by its owner—bashful, blushing, quivering—in spite of doing nothing but talking down on you.

beomgyu throws his head back, throat deliciously protruding for your viewing as his laugh resonates in the gap between you two.

the sight of you shrinking into yourself, embarrassed to admit that you enjoy his orders, all his humiliating demands, has him throbbing painfully in his slacks. if you weren’t so adamant on avoiding your husband’s watchful gaze, you’d have noticed his own arousal by now. he tries to appear as controlled as he could, trying to ignore how constricting his underwear felt against his length, or the mess threatening to ruin his dress pants.

“maybe we should’ve brought the collar,” another tsk. your unmoving figure has beomgyu moving to the edge of the cushioned seat, legs spread and foot tapping expectantly. “did my baby want to be dragged crying instead? you like being a bitch on a leash, sweet thing?” pressing your buttons as he probes further. 

his lips purse mockingly, brows scrunched and eyes squinted in disagreement. “aw, don’t get all shy on me now!” his pitch goes up, exaggerating reactions in favour of seeing you crumble. “be a good little wife..” he flicks his chin towards you, gesturing for you to move.

“..and crawl.”

[wynnyfryd]

💖 2024 Steddie Fic Recs 💖

@thefreakandthehair and i were talking about how so many of the fics we can name off the top of our heads are from right after the show came out because we were still actively making rec lists back then, so:

in no particular order i present to you an incomplete list of fics i love that were published or completed within the last two months

short fics (<10k)

Found God In A Tomato by @beetlesandstarss 5.7k | rated M | fluff, text fic

syrupy sweet strangers to first date fic. without spoiling anything, eddie is a flustered cutie and steve is a fuckin' menace who's lucky he's so hot

he tightened he grip by @steddieas-shegoes 1.3k | rated E | crack not treated remotely seriously

Mickala beloved your commitment to the bit makes me wanna commit myself to you 💍

Slide It In by gayhandshake 1.8k | rated E | multimedia crack

another truly impeccable work of crack fic, i laughed so hard at the first image that i made it the icon for my private discord server

what's that sound? (there's a funny man at my door) by @jewishrat420 4.8k | rated M | spicy six text fic

laughed out loud at this fic so many times i really don't know what else to tell you. as a matter of fact, i went to look at my bookmark note to see what else i had to say about it when i read it, and my note just says "fucking hilarious i laughed out loud like 6 times" 💀 did not do not will never know what else to tell you except that the phrase "the goyim of gender" just randomly pops into my brain once every four or so days now

medium fics (10-20k)

In the Kitchen or the Tulips by @teddywesworl 44k | rated E | telepathic soulmate AU

this fic said "watch me flip this trope inside out like a freshly cubed half of an avocado" and then DELIVERED. i finished this fic and then stared at the side of my husband's head for long enough that he looked over and went "wtf are you doing" lmao hush baby i am contemplating the implications

they're going to send us to prison for jerks by @greatunironic 16k | rated E | social media AU

okay firstly the premise of this fic is so specifically and delightfully unhinged; love that i'm not the only one who looks at a random tiktok account and manically whispers to myself "there's a fic in there somewhere." secondly the execution is a 10 outta 10 outta 10 outta TEN

long fics (50k+)

Sneaky Link by @morningberriesao3 152k | rated E | onlyfans au

the sex is HOT the boys are dumb as goddamn ROCKS what more do you need? oh, what's that? you do need more? sick because this fic also has: the tags "cum slut eddie munson" and "everyone is gay (because i say so)", chrissy the homophobe slayer being the cutest little spy, and jason getting his ass whooped, like, spiritually. on a spiritual level. physically unharmed but that boy's soul is missing teeth do u understand what i am saying

podfics!

it was love, love alone read by @reena-jenkins 21min | rated E

am i technically reccing my own fic on my own fic rec list? you bet your sweet ass i am, i don't even care how tacky that is reena's performance is hilarious and deserves to be listened to at least 40 more times while doing the dishes

relax (lay it back) read by @flintandfuss 1hr 10min | rated E | yogi dom steve x sub eddie

listen if i'm already being gauche then i gotta include my internet wife's belated birthday present to me, like i gotta. morally and lustfully obligated.

Schiava by @teddywesworl read by aheada_lettuce 1hr 30min | rated E | kas!eddie AU

said it once already today and i'll say it again, i cannot believe one of the best reading voices i've ever heard belongs to a person i mentally refer to as fucking lettuce LOL anyway this read is incredible and i have listened to it Times(tm)

and lastly, if you want more recs (like, 348 more specifically), you can browse my full list of public st bookmarks here

[qrrieterisunnq]

Not So Soft - Jack Hughes

jack!hughes x fem!reader Summary: Jack is posting his summer posts, this time trying to soft launch his relationship, but girl fans being girl fans, they find out who the girl is in a matter of a few minutes requested: yes/no likes are good, reblogs are better <3 gif, not mine word count: 1,65K warning(s): nothing?

masterlist | wip's

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jackhughes 3/3 — Michigan baby!!

(tagged trevorzegras, _quinnhughes, lhughes_06)

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_quinnhughes smashed it on the surf J!

trevorzegras Quinn as always being the chauffeur 🎩

╰➤ _quinnhughes @/trevorzegras 🖕🏾

╰➤ trevorzegras @/_quinnhughes I love you too, man!

user77 he looks soo hot in the fourth picture!

us679 is he dating someone?

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╰➤ elblue6 @/lhughes_06 I'm sorry Lu, but it wasn't on you too. It's J and Q.

jack_whore88 Oh, how I love Ellen is with her sons and their friends! The way she said Luke isn't her baby but Jack and Quin are! 🤣🤣

user71 Wait!! What if the Q isn't Quinn but Jack's girl?

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╰➤ user_91 @/u34ser oh my god!! They are really dating!! oh my god!!! AAAAAAAHHHHHH

trevorzegras it's safe to speak about it now? 👀

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╰➤ jackhughes @/queena.norris HELLO THERE MY LOVE!💖

[sknymnnie]

The Wedding Photo

You hadn’t thought about Emily in months.

Not really.

She’d faded into the background like an old sweatshirt you outgrew — familiar, but shapeless. Her presence clung like dust for a while after the fallout, but eventually, even that disappeared.

Until the wedding.

Your wedding.

It had been a small ceremony. Nothing over-the-top. Just lace sleeves, candlelight, your favorite people, and a dress that hugged your 90-pound frame like it had been stitched by angels themselves. The bodice showed off your tiny waist, delicate shoulders, and those collarbones she used to tease you for.

The photos hit Instagram the next day.

You didn’t tag her. Obviously.

But people talk. People share.

And Emily saw.

Hours later, you got the DM from an old mutual friend:

“Hey… you should see what Emily’s posting on Facebook.”

You clicked.

There it was. A vague status — but not that vague.

“Some people starve themselves and call it a glow-up. Marrying the guy you flirted with behind your best friend’s back doesn’t make you a winner. Just skinny and shallow.”

Heart pounding.

Not because it hurt.

Because it didn’t.

Because it was… pathetic.

You remembered that summer clearly.

When you started eating cleaner, she started making digs.

When you started shrinking — thighs thinner, jawline sharper, wrist bones obvious — she started throwing shade.

And worst of all?

She tried to flirt with him.

Your now-husband.

Back when you two were just friends.

Back when Emily still thought her loud laugh and short skirts would distract from her own insecurity.

You’d seen the messages.

“You and Caitlin? Really?”

“She’s cute but not exactly your type, right?”

“I always figured we had better chemistry.”

He never responded.

He showed you instead.

And he chose you.

You didn’t comment on her post. You didn’t message her.

You just updated your profile picture.

The wedding photo.

You in his arms — hair long and styled soft, face delicate, body tiny in that white lace gown. His tall, lean frame wrapped protectively around yours. His hand resting on the small of your back like it belonged there.

The caption?

“Happiest day of my life.💍”

The likes rolled in. So did the comments.

“You look like a literal angel.”

“That waist—omg.”

“This is straight out of a magazine.”

“Power couple energy.”

“He looks so proud of you.”

“You’ve changed SO much. In the best way.”

And somewhere, quietly, Emily saw it all.

She saw the way he held you.

She saw the glow.

She saw what she’d tried to ruin — and failed.

You logged off that night with a smile.

Because you weren’t just smaller.

You were lighter.

No extra weight — on your body or on your heart.

And she?

She was still carrying everything you let go of.

[yourlocalbadgerscales]

hello, and welcome to my blog <3

trigger warnings before you continue reading: swearwords

My name is Jamie! <3

Other names I go by are Alfie and Aspen, and occasional use of those names will pleasantly surprise me and probably make my day :)

I am a teen, as in a M-I-N-O-R, so keep that in mind while interacting with me and my posts!

I am transmasc nonbinary and I use they/them pronouns atm. I don’t mind y’all using gendered words such as “bro”, “dude” and “girl” when talking to me.

Lmk if you don’t want me to use gendered words when talking to or about you, but do not start fights with me because I use gendered words about other people. I’ll try to keep y’all’s preferences in mind at all times, but just a heads up, my memory is the WORST! So please have patience with me if I occasionally forget about our agreements :3

I’m just another big fat lesbian 🫡 #women #ilovewomen #ineedagfsofuckingbad #sendhelp

I am currently trying to get diagnosed with autism and/or adhd but it’s taking sooo long sob 🥲

My DNI can be found here, please read before you continue!

Now that we have all that out of the way, let’s move on to the good stuff, shall we?

Jamie’s music

Main fandoms I’m in**:

Stranger Things 💙💛

Heartstopper (both the tv series and the comics)

The Marauders & Co

Harry Potter

Arcane

** The links above lead to separate posts I’ve made listing my favourite ships and characters etc. in each fandom.

What to expect from my blog:

Sleep deprived shitposting

Regular shitposting

Gay yearning

A shit ton of posts about whatever I’m hyperfixating on atm (my poor lil moots can confirm 🥲)

Gay shit

Gay shit

Fandom shit (microfics, fanart, headcannons etc.)

Gay shit

Original poetry

Reblogs of whatever I find important or funny

Following this blog = signing up for having your dash filled with yapping sessions between me and my beloved moots btw. You have been warned. If you want to become one of those beloved moots, don’t hesitate to reach out to me btw, I love talking to new people on here :3

My tumblr family:

My parent @meatybunger

My child @homocidalpotat

My child in law @names-confuse-me

My other child @dragonfanplaugedr

My platonic partners @junos-ocean-galaxy (husband 💅💍), @ravensncrowsx, @here-am-i-sitting-in-a-tin-can, @itwasaseven7 amd @yourfavvvintj

They’re not my irl family and partners btw haha

Shoutout to @atokirina-tsuki, the first person to follow me that day in June 2024! And to @homocidalpotat for always being there for me :3

AND TO @scarbleu FOR MAKING SURE I CAN WATCH NETFLIX AHAHAH I LOVE YOUUU <333

Tags I will be using are #jamstag (for literally everything I post) and #jam bleeds ink (for poetry).

Jamie’s sideblogs

I’ll try my best to act cheerful and happy on here at all times, my goal in life and on Tumblr is to make as many people as possible feel as safe as possible with me. I love recieving asks or dms, whether it’s from my mutuals or someone else, so go ahead and talk to me or tag me in stuff and whatnot! But I can’t guarantee that I’ll always have the strength to reply to stuff like that. Just know I’m not ignoring anyone, and I’ll reply to everything when I have the time and energy!

And guys, please remember that I’m always willing to chat with new people! No matter if you’re below or above 18 years old you can reach out, as long as you keep it SFW :)

If you have any questions about anything, feel free to dm me or send an ask my way!

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What’s been playing in Jamie’s headphones lately: