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claire-elvisgirl · 2 years ago

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A LEATHER DREAM

This was ready since a while, but I wasn't sure about posting it because...another comeback fic?! The web is literally stuffed! But I decided to share it with you anyway...I hope you like it. I got excited just writing it! It's a one-shot, I couldn't split it up!

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Summary: You’re in the crowd during the Comeback. He notices you. You end up in his dressing room living the best night of your life

Warning: 18+, smut, fingering, sex, loss of virginity.

Word cunt: 3400

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NBC studios, Burbank, California, 1968.

You were sitting in the very first row, under that big white and red square that he would use a stage. You and other girls. Too many girls. But you couldn’t believe you were about to see him perform live. Suddenly the crowd roared and everybody looked in the same spot. He was coming out. When you lay your eyes on him you were stunned. He wore a leather suit, jacket and pants practically glued to his body, making him look thinner than ever. His hair were perfect too. He got up on stage and looked around at the crowd. He has been away from live concerts for almost 10 years and he was scared to death, even if he would have never show it.

“It’s been a long time baby…”

Listening his voice in presence made you jump from your seat, while the crowd applauded. He was literally perfect and you couldn’t take your eyes off of him.

“I missed this, ya have no idea how much I missed this!” he said looking at the crowd which went wild in screams.

You brought with you a red rose and as he turned to get the microphone you threw it on the stage, making sure he saw who was the sender of that little gift. He picked up the rose and sniffed it, looking at you with a sweet smile then he whispered a light “Thank you” in your direction and put the rose away.

He turned in the center of the stage, putting his finger on his lip, trying his best to contain an embarrassed smile. In that moment the music starts and he started to sing. His eyes were locked on you. “Wise men say / only fools rush in / but I can’t help / falling in love with you…”

You got teary eyes. You couldn’t believe it, he was practically singing only for you. In a soft and sensual voice he kept singing: “Shall I stay / would it be a sin / if I can’t help / falling in love with you”. He got closer to you and leaned down to kiss your cheek. You almost passed out and you felt your face burning red…and not only your face. After a second he turned back to the stage, but his eyes were always looking at you. He pulled out a hand in your direction and ends the song: “Take my hand / take my whole life too / for I can’t help / falling in love with you!”

The crowd went crazy. You screamed with all the other girls without taking your eyes off of him. The king was back.

As the concert ended you were about to leave with all the other people, when a guy approached you. He was one of Elvis’s guys. He talked to you in a professional way and asked you to follow him. “Elvis wants you to meet him in his dressing room. If you could follow me…”

You looked at him with your mouth open. “What? He wants to meet me? Why?”

The guy answered: “He said you were an amazing fan that he’d like to meet personally and he wants you to be the first person he meets after this great comeback.” He paused: “So…you wanna come?”

You nodded and the guy lead you to his dressing room. You kept looking around, feeling nervous, you were even checking if you looked pretty enough to deserve a meet-up with Elvis Presley. Once you were by his dressing room, the guy opens the door for you. “This way”

You went into the room, but its’ empty, it seemed no one was there. Then you noticed something that caught your attention. On a little table there was your rose, the rose you threw on the stage. He kept it.

Suddenly you heard the door closing behind you. You turned your head to see Elvis himself staring at you, seductively smiling. “Hi sweetheart!”

You stared at him with your mouth open wide.

“Don’t be nervous baby, I don’t bite. What’s your name?” he asked while looking at you up and down.

“I…I’m y/n!”

He chuckled to himself “Beautiful name for a beautiful lil’ thang like ya!”

He went to the table and picked up your rose, playing with it in his hands. “I wanted to thank ya for this lil’ gift…” he came close to you “But the most beautiful rose is standing right in front of me now!”

You blushed: “Oh please!”

He sat on a nearby sofa and he patted on the spot next to him. “Come hun, sit here with me!”

You sat nervously right next to him and you felt his warmth fragrance piercing your nostrils. He put an arm around you and pulled you close to him. “Now…I’ve got a few questions for ya!” he said as he gently pinched your cheek.

“Questions?”

“Ya see…I noticed ya were alone out there in the crowd. Am I right?”

“Well, I was supposed to come with a friend, but she got sick and so…I came here alone. I couldn’t lose your show…”

He talked back slowly: “Oh I’m sorry to hear that, but…” he got closer to you, putting his hand on your waist “…in a strange way I’m glad she didn’t come!”

He smiled and he moved his lips to touch yours. You were about to kiss when he grabbed your chin and looked at you: “I wanna taste that pretty lil’ mouth of yours!” he leaned closer and kissed you. Your hearts skipped a beat and you tried to say something, but the contact with his lips broke every single word you could say.

Elvis noticed how tensed you were and he saw you blushing: “Oh look at ya…you’re as nervous as a lil’ bird!” He spoke with a soft and loving voice. He looked you right in your eyes and hummed a few words of one of his songs: “Don’t fly away…my beautiful bird…” before starting to kiss you again.

You pulled back from him for a while: “Elvis…can I…can I ask you something?”

He looked at you smiling: “Of course you can hun, what is it?”

You thought you knew the answer, but you asked him anyway: “Why did you want me here?”

He took a second to answer: “Well…I saw you when you threw me that rose. Ya looked so lil’, so precious…I saw ya blushing like a baby…I decided I wanted to meet ya!”

“And you do that every night?”

He got serious: “Ya wanna the truth? Yeah, every night…every night with a diff’rent girl. My guys think I’m happy to do that and they took me a new gal, thinkin’ I like it, but…tonight…tonight I feel strange, I’m hoping this is gonna be more than just a one-night-thing!”

You looked at him without saying a word, then you spoke again: “What?”

He grabbed your hand: “Can you promise me something?” he asked looking right into your eyes.

“Elvis, I…”

He moved his hand down to your thighs and he whispered: “I dunt wanna let ya go…I wanna hold you tonight…and tomorrow night…and the night after…”

You understood in that right moment you wanted the same thing from him: “Oh fuck, come here!” you grabbed him and pulled him on you.

He let out a big sexy laugh as you pulled him on top of you and he moved his body up and down, starting to kiss you neck. With every kiss your mind went crazy as his lips burnt you like fire.

“Take off that jacket…” you asked him panting.

He smiled, then slowly and sexily, he reached his jacket zipper and started to lower it.

“Wait…I wanna do it myself!” you slowly pulled down the zipper revealing him inch by inch, his chest, then his stomach and finally his belly.

His eyes went wide open as you did that. He smiled keeping his eyes on what you were doing: “Ya wanna help me, hun?”

You nodded as you took off the jacket and threw it away. He gave you that sexy Elvis laugh and moved closer to you. You caressed his pants too. They were so tight that they were almost glued to his skin.

“Hey, am I wrong or I do have a lil’ naughty girlie here? And I thought ya were so innocent…”

You looked up at him, almost trying to justify what you were doing to him. “I dunt even know why I’m doing this, I can’t stop…”

“But I dunt wanna you to stop! Keep doing that y/n, it makes me feel real good!”

You stopped and you kneeled down in front of him.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Take off your pants…”

“Oh I think I know what yaw anna do, but I’m not taking off them yet!”

You thought you stepped out of line, pushing yourself too far. “Why?”

He took a little breath and bit his lower lip speaking in a sexy voice: “Because…I enjoy watching ya kneeled down for me!”

And you thought he would stopped everything! No, he wanted to turn you crazy, he wanted you to beg for his love. He was enjoying himself, as you noticed him getting hard between his legs.

You decided to do something to excite him even more. You stood up and took off your shirt revealing your white bra and you stood firm in front of him. You got close to him and rubbed your chest onto his. He groaned as he saw you in that way and he looked at your chest. “White! I like that…and…” he squeezed your breasts in his hands, making you gasp. “…and ya got a great pair of titties, hun…a really great pair! Can I see ‘em?” he asked taking off your bra. Your breath gets heavier as he revealed your titties out: “You like what you see?”

“I LOVE what I’m seeing y/n!” he answered taking one of your nipples in his mouth and sucking him with hunger. This made you arch your back and close your eyes with you head rolled back: “Oh my God…”

“Ya like it when I do this uh?”

You can’t even answer from the excitement you felt. He made you look down at him: “I’m gonna move my head down further now…ya ready?”

He moved his head down and started to kiss your stomach and then your belly, just right on top of your pants. “Oh that feels so good!” you said.

“And I’m just getting started!” he replied. “Hun I’m gonna slide your pants down a little now!”

“Okay…you can do it!” you replied knowing it would be a not-going-back experience.

He started to unbutton your pants, button after button. “I’m gonna go a little bit slower this time…ok?”

He pulled your pants down. You closed your eyes as you felt the fabric going down on your legs. He smiled as he pulled your pants off and make them fall to the floor. “I like what I see…I like what I see a lot!”

And then those words spread out of your mouth like a bullet. “If you want…it’s all yours!” You didn’t even realized how you could possibly said something like that. He looked at you: “Are you serious?”

You nodded. “I am!”

He closed his eyes for a while. “Y/n please…say you’re mine…I wanna hear ya say it f’ me. Say it!” he asked you while rubbing his hands on your thighs.

“I’m…I’m yours Elvis, all yours!” you whispered.

“Say it louder!”

“I’M YOURS ELVIS!”

“Oh God, ya know what I’m gonna do now?” he put a hand inside your panties and started stroking, looking at you in a mischievous way. “Fuck baby, you’re so wet…I want ya…I want all of ya!”

You couldn’t believe your ears. In that right moment Elvis Presley was yours and you were his. He leaned in to face you: “You’re mine…and you’re gonna stay mine! Okay?”

“You mean…”

“Ya belong to me baby, okay? I’m gonna take ya…now!” He slid your panties down leaving you completely naked. “Say you’re mine…say it!”

You answered to him while your arms were wrapped around his body, hanging onto him to resist the strange feeling that was growing inside of you. You never felt that way before. You touched yourself sometimes, but it was completely different. He moved in a certain way, knowing where and how to touch you. He tubbed his fingers on your clit and gave you little spankings on your pussy, making you shivering from the intense pleasure.

He looked at you sweetly: “Do ya trust me baby?”

You looked back at him and nodded: “I trust you!”

He stops for a moment and he caressed your cheek: “I’m dead serious now! Are ya really ready for me hun? Answer me! Because if ya say yes, I’m gonna make you release all your stress!”

His words got you more excited: “Keep talking while you touch me, your voice sends me over the moon!”

“You have to answer me, hun! Do ya really want me to take ya right here? Right now?”

You took a long and deep breath and you answered looking him into his beautiful blue eyes: “Yes!”

“Say that again!” he asked moving on your body to increase the pleasure for both of you. “Say it! Say that ya want me to take ya!”

You closed your eyes and raised your voice: “I want you to take me Elvis…now…here!! I want you, I want to feel you, to have you…to love you!”

He wrapped his arms around you and kissed your neck. “I’ll keep kissing you like this y/n, I’m gonna kiss every inch of your perfect body. Ya know ya can touch me too? Ya want to touch me hun?”

You felt a little embarrassed, but then you asked him gently: “You want me to do it?”

He felt his excitement growing more and more: “Go ahead baby, touch me…kiss me…do whatever ya want! But first…” he got up from the sofa and he took off his pants.

You stared at him almost naked in front of you. We was like a Greek god, just the simple sight of every muscle of his body made you throbbing all over.

You pulled out your arms, inviting him to get back on you again: “Come here! I want to feel every inch of my body on me!”

He got back on the sofa and without saying a word he slid two fingers inside of you, making you jump from your seat. “Relax baby, I wanna feel again how wet you are…and get ya ready for something bigger!” his excitement grow bigger listening to the sounds that were coming from your wetness. He kept moving his fingers inside of you, touching every spot to make you squirm like never before. You started to move on his hand like you were riding his fingers. “Daddy…that’s’ amazing…I never felt this way before!”

“I know hun…but I think it’s time to make another step…d’ya want my cock inside of ya? Say ya want it, baby! Ask and you’re gonna get it!"

You opened your teary eyes and looked at him: “Daddy…take me…I want you inside of me!"

He lay down on the sofa and took off his boxer too. There he stood, completely undressed, with his hard cock waiting for you: “I want ya to sit on me, sit on my cock baby, I want ya to take the lead! Ride your daddy, lil’ slut!”

You got on top of him and started to move up and down, making your pussy and his cock touch gently. You could feel it rubbing between your foldings. Elvis’ face lighted up as you kept moving. “Oh God baby, you’re gonna be the death of me…I’ll die loving ya if ya keep doing this!”

You laughed at what he said: “Oh dunt worry, I’m gonna keep you with me for a loooong time!” You kept moving on him with gentle movements. “You like it daddy? You want me to speed up?”

“Not yet baby, I love this, take your time…I dunt want this night to end! Take your time and enjoy yourself too!”

You thought this was the right time to reveal him your secret. You leaned to his ear and you whispered softly: “Guess what daddy…you’re gonna be my first!”

His eyes lighted up and he smiled almost in shock: “You’re a first timer baby? Woah, this night is getting’ even better. I guess I better be in charge then, I’m gonna make it a night to remember forever! It’s gonna be the best night of your life!”

You were scared to tell him that you were still a virgin. He was rather surprised but happy. He wanted to ask you one more time if you were sure about him taking you right there, since he would have took your virginity too.

You answered yes again: “Just be gentle!”

He caressed you sweetly, like he was almost afraid to hurt you. “Of course hun, I’ll be as gentle as I can!” He got closer to you and grabbed your body. “Come on over here hun, sit on daddy’s cock!” You crawled to his lap and sat on his cock. He hesitated for a moment before slowly let it inside of you, feeling your tightness and wetness. He guided you gently, afraid of hurting you. “That’s it hun, if you feel bad stop me, ok? I’ll take it slow and make sure you’re confortable.”

You tried not to cry as he pushed more. “I-it hurts daddy…I can’t…”

“You’re meant to feel a lil’ burn hun, it’ll be over soon and it’ll be worth it!”

He took your body and moved it up and down, making his cock gently going in and out of your wet pussy. “That’s it hun, good girl, you’re doing so fine…let me guide ya! My God, you’re so tight…relax…” he said, groaning between each word. His sounds excited you even more. You grabbed his body, trying not to cry for the pain, but it soon turned into something else. It was pure pleasure, as time went by, your pussy stretched out to welcome him.

“I love you…it’s incredible to have you inside of me!” you said. He kissed you deeply, making his tongue dancing with yours. Then he started to massage your breasts, squeezing your nipples in his fingers as he kept fucking you. Suddenly you gasped for air. Tthat pressure that was growing inside you were about to explode, as he moved so well to touch your g-point with every thrust. “Make me cum daddy!” you shouted to him as he paced up his moving, in and out of you, making you moan in pleasure like you never did before. You felt waves of pleasure hitting you, as your body shook from head to toes, making you moan louder and louder. He looked at you satisfied of his work: “God baby…you’re really enjoying my cock inside of you...keep moaning for daddy, let me feel how much you’re in pleasure!”

“Daddy I’m…I’m cumin’…don’t stop…”

“I won’t…let me feel you around my cock baby!”. Those words gave you the last urge to release all your feelings and your pressure on him. You arched your back letting out a loud scream as you cum for the first time in your life. You felt your walls trembling and squeezing around his cock. “Oh..God!”

“Atta girl…that’s what daddy wanted from ya! Ya came so well, squeezing my cock like a lil’ slut! And now…it’s daddy’s turn!” His thrusts became faster as he cums inside of you. “Holy shit! Yesss!” He grunted loudly, holding himself deep inside of you as he released his hot sticky cum inside your womb. “Goddd!” he collapsed on your shoulder, panting heavily, trying to breath. Then he pulled out slowly, leaving you empty and exhausted. Some of your combined juices dropped out of your pussy as he lay next to you kissing you lovingly. “Thank ya for being mine tonight! I want to know if you’re serious about being mine forever, even if we go through hard times like any other couple does. I need to know that you’re willing to stick by me, no matter what, even if things get really hard…I need to hear ya say it!”

“I promise!”

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seaofreverie · 11 months ago

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Sparkstember Day 16: Gratuitous Sax & Senseless Violins (When Do I Get To Sing "My Way")

So, well, what an era this was, right. Comeback of the century! Gratsax just has that certain *something*. It's brilliant! One of the best albums ever made if you ask me. The fully electronic style is so perfect for Sparks and they just do it here like it's nothing and like they've been at it for many years. Of course there's the hiatus that took place in the years before it to keep in mind but even then, this album is a HUGE accomplishment and an incredible standout in a catalog of releases that's already full of standouts of all sorts. And it's definitely a personal standout for me too, thinking about how it's been almost a year since I first heard it really freaks me out! It was such a different time for me I feel like, but many things are also exactly the same as back then. It's weird to feel nostalgic about it now but there's really no better word to describe what this feeling is like exactly.

I think this album is meant for vinyl listening in a way. It just fits it so well!! And it's not just the quality to the sound that it has this way (and I don't mean that it sounds necessarily "better", more like just, different and that somehow complements the music even more), but also the ability to have an actual good view of this wonderful album cover that's among my top favourite Sparks things ever. So cool looking! So funny and memorable! One of the finest instances of the music sounding exactly like what the cover looks like. (and learning that the cover is a homage to a SPECIFIC magazine rather than just tabloids in general, that only made it more amazing because it really does look so alike, stuff like this is really cool to me for whatever reason lol)

Also I like the fact that I bought this silly little "disco" lamp around this time last year, so plugging it in for extra vibes during listening makes it all just kind of perfect. And another thing on the visual aspect of it all: this is such a good era for music videos, they're all SO GOOD! Some of my very big favourites for sure and the My Way video might really be one of the best music videos EVER MADE.

But ok, let's get to the point now. Something that stood out to me right away is that every song here is so unique but they fit together so well anyway (not first instance of such thing happening either). There's really lots of variety! I also remember this album fondly because of how it was the first one I listened to with my parents and when my Sparks obsession truly started to become one of the most noticeable things about me to other people, lol. But finally feeling more free and confident with sharing my favourite things that mean so much to me with others is such a wonderful thing anyway, I'd even argue that it helped me live my life more fully than before! And yeah, it's mostly a remark they (my parents) made, that this album nails the balance between keeping to a certain style and offering something new with each song. It's such a wonderful journey!

Alright, once again getting carried away a bit here even though I had no ideas earlier for what to say today. Highlights time then, which is also a bit of a problem because besides one special favourite this album has no spectacularly outstanding highs or any lows, it's all just equally amazing. But I'll try anyway, as I always do.

Favourite songs (and other highlights):

When Do I Get To Sing "My Way": my parents absolutely love this song and well, I do too. No suprise that it's among their most beloved and well-known songs, it really has it all, and it's one of Ron's very best when it comes to lyrics, without a doubt

Frankly, Scarlett, I Don't Give A Damn: so so atmospheric and special, I really like the vocal filter of sorts that's used here, it's just, so cool sounding all around!!

I Thought I Told You To Wait In The Car: this was my LEAST favourite at first but I grew to really like its unhingedness and the part with all "the CAR!!"s on top of each other is just peak of it all and funny as heck

Hear No Evil, See No Evil, Speak No Evil: one of my favourite of Russell's vocal performances! This one and Scarlett are a bit of a duo to me, both simply beautiful songs

Tsui Hark: I LOVE the sound of this one, the piano plus the synth and the spoken word lyrics make this kind of combo that makes it feel like I've already known this one for years and it's just... always existed (which is a term that will apply to a lot of 21st Sparks material anyway, so, that's something to look forward to)

The Ghost Of Liberace: such a big comfort listen to me, I just love this one, makes me feel so at home!!

Gratuitous Sax & Senseless Violins: shoutout to these too because I feel like they might be easy to overlook as these very brief pieces, but they're that extra element that just, really cements this album as a wonderful whole with something to unify all of it into this package of wonder of all sorts

...And then there's the many bonus tracks also, which I'll just mention briefly since I almost forgot about them and because, yeah. I love them all, but the closest to my heart are Love Can Conquer All, She's An Anchorman, She's Beautiful (So What), Mid-Atlantic & This Angry Young Man (Ain't Angry No More) ((and the RON VOCAL VERSIONS OF THEM)) and Katherine Hepburn (love the whole Christi Haydon EP (and Christi is so cool and awesome I need to say that too today) and I should listen to it more, the Boris The Spider cover is fun as heck also)

And now bonus video for no reason from (almost) a year ago, because again, the nostalgiaaaa. (Back when I didn't have a shelf for my record player yet so it took up half of the space on my desk lol)

#apologies for another longass post it WILL happen again #something poetic about making this drawing while drinking tea from my gratsax mug #also even though i already use an excessive amount of layers #this still taught me how important it is to do things on separate layers even if it might feel unnecessary at first #those shapes were not easy to deal with actually because of that #and I had to accept not being able to move them around much again to make the whole layout fuller and overall better oh well #i gotta say that this might be one of my fav days just because of how great it is to see others make stuff inspired by this album #so many cool ways to go about it with the tabloid-like cover i feel like #we're also reaching the point when i'm struggling again with the writeups on the day i post them bcs god doing two separate things at once #but i've decided that that's my FORMAT so i'm STICKING TO IT #and i hope i'll still be able to put something sufficient together for my three beloved 00s albums #they deserve it even more than anything else before them #sparkstember 2024 #my art #goose monologues

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completely-zoned-out · 11 months ago

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hehe im coming to say hi here instead of the other way around :3 but omg i think it just hit me now that.... w gwangil gone that's gonna be a very long time without an ot4 comeback and part of me just wants wonsang to enlist as soon as possible so that the time will be shorter until theyre back :( but i wonder if hes working on a lot of songs to put out while theyre enlisted since hes the producer.... i could def see yechan and sangyeop doing some type of comeback or putting out new music and maybe even collabing w other kbands like they did with daybreak. i honestly just hope we still get some new music cause idk how ill survive 2 years with no new lucy music (ik ill survive somehow but ive consistently been able to look forward to amazing comebacks from lucy since i stanned in 2022 during play era so... it'll def be a change of pace) BUT YEAH EMO HOURS HERE I COME 🫠

id be interested to know what you think their plan is for enlistment era. whether wonsang is gonna enlist sooner or later and new music timeline etc!! recently also been thinking about what type of songs lucy would write for you...

yechan would make a super emotional song and ofc its gonna have a beautiful violin section in it, i feel like he could even incorporate some classical music into it and it'd be soooo pretty. but more frequently than writing his own songs for you he'd always take your requests for anything you want him to play

sangyeop would probably put you through some emotions like he'd be singing his heart out to you and after hes done he'd be his usual bright cheery self acting like he didn't just make you cry from his pretty voice

wonsang 100% gonna write an admiration song about you like he did with holly LMAO and would poke fun at your habits or your relationship together, would prob sound like an anime opening too CAUSE HES WONSANG <//3 (my bias rly showing through damn why do i have so many thoughts abt this) but knowing how many songs he writes he'd prob have a range as well with some sadder or just more emotional romantic songs

gwangil is gonna write you the cutest and most heartwarming song ever just like his song would you dance with me !! i feel like hes really into the bright and fun side of love and while his voice is rly suited for slower softer songs, he would want to make you smile with his song, not cry so he'd stray away from that vibe skdjks

man i rly love them so much 💔💔💔 lucy are the best !!

Hi :3

Seeing the photos from their schedules really made it hit home that he isn't there. Stoppp it hadn't even occurred to me that we won't be getting ot4 comeback for a while. I do hope that Wonsang goes soon, but you're right he's probably busy working on stuff that they can put out while he's gone. That would make most sense anyway. I think he'd maybe go around Dec/early next year? I'd imagine they'd want him to be there for award show season if they perform and then he'd go after that? I really hope Yechan and Sangyeop put out music or at least just do schedules while the others are away. Alot of the videos that I had seen when villain came out were just Yechan and Sangyeop, so I wasn't sure if that was them preparing us for how it will be over the next couple of years lol. I think they'll continue to thrive even as a duo, isn't N.Flying still doing well despite being down 3 members? (I haven't kept up to date with them, so I genuinely don't know. All I know is Seunghyub has been in a couple of dramas lol)

I do think we'll get another cb before Wonsang goes! Wasn't boogie man released in Dec? Maybe they'll do another one then?

Yes!! Yechan would definitely have classical or Ghibli vibes in his song! All I can think of is my warm loneliness with it's soft sound and beautiful violin solo in the middle of it. I agree, I think it would be super emotional but also really cute, I think I'd cry if he wrote me a song ahaha. I think Yechan may regret taking requests lol, I definitely would have a few

Sangyeop would be such a menace, writing such an emotional song that makes you bawl and then he'd probably have the audacity to tease you for crying after. I think his would definitely be acoustic (so that you can focus on his voice more) . I think the lyrics would be so beautiful, I NEED him to write me a song lol. I would cry if there was a key change in it, I am a sucker for a key change

Wonsang's song for Holly was so cute oh my goodness. Another song like domino would be so funny. It's such a funny song, especially with the intro ahaha. Maybe he would put funny sound bites from videos of you both in the intro, from clips of you doing the most stupid things (but he finds it endearing because he is so in love with you). Oh and the bit between the verse and chorus could be him listening off things that he loves about you (in his really cute voice 🥺)

I feel like Gwangil would write such a goofy song. I definitely think he would be able to write a really emotional song like Sangyeop, but he's not gonna show you that yet (he's waiting for the right moment because he's going to ask for your hand after, I need to stop lol). I could see it being a really cheesy song or one that's filled with stupid puns because he knows that you hate them but you love him and he's going to be annoying about it. I love how you said that he's "into the bright and fun side of love", I definitely agree with that. I agree that he wouldn't want to make you cry, I feel like his is the only one who wouldn't make you cry with his song (Wonsang wouldn't want to make you cry, but he writes such beautiful songs that I think he would do it accidentally lol)

I think I'm getting a little to in to this, I need to stop (but this will definitely be all I think about for the rest of the day lol). That was very fun to think about

How's life treating you now that it's September? Has your schedule become really busy or is it not too bad? It's definitely been weird to not be in any form of school this year, this is the first time in like 19yrs that I haven't done this (that make me feel so disgusting and old to say that ahaha). Hope you aren't too busy or overwhelmed!

#when I say this is all I will think about I mean it ahaha #zanna

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star-croww · 1 year ago

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Writeblr Intro (cuz i forgot about this)

AYUP everyone my name's Fleur, i'm a 19 years old woman, im cishet and painfully neurodivergent (AuDHD and MADD). Im also brazilian and christian so there's that! (Trilingual beast coming at ya!)

I've been a writer since who knows when, started to write fanfiction in the worst fandom i could've started (...the beatles), went to an amazing fandom -that turned out to not be that amazing but my writing and storytelling evolved exponentially so im grateful- to now being more focused in original works

I'm currently writing a book with my friend (@serenity-of-waffles)*, and i might probably work in scripts for comics, animations and maybe games????? Let's see-

yeah im an artist too hehehe

Genres i enjoy reading/writing: Fantasy, Scifi, Romance, Thriller/Suspense, Horror, Slice of Life, Supernatural

Here comes the lists of things i like to see in a book and that i tend to write it in my own stuff:

FOUND FAMILY!

A good well written romance sometimes doesn't kill ^.^ (im a cliché beast, careful)

Tragic Backstory? Sign me in

NEURODIVERSITY

Supernatural ocurrences and creatures. Analog Horror, Psychological Horror as well

Super heroes? Yes

Mythological metaphores

I write for both Youth and Adult (im a sucker for children's books they can get so dark suddenly and is amazing)

Mystery elements yesyesyes a good suspense

Deep relationships

Consequences. I love consequences.

Historical plots and period inspired fiction

Super powers, creatures, magic, a whole well made worldbuilding (Tolkien wannabe)

SOOOO what am i looking for??

FRIENDS! People to rant about my silly stories and worlds!

More writers to follow and engage and and- ykwim

Current WIPS? hmmmmm

• Eden Fables: The Inkweaver's Diary - (*NOT WRITING ALONE) So this one i won't give much detail, just know that me and my friends we're going absolutely insane over this book and the entire possible series and is our child, you're not fucking ready. The best fantasy book i ever written in my life TRUST ME. Blame Tolkien and C.S Lewis for inspiring us so much- (sorry for the vague synopsis muahahahah) A story of a boy displaced in time and space as he finds his heart and returns to his throne, finding a family along the way while dealing with the craziest adventures.

• Boreal City (future comic :O) - A retrofuturistic cyberpunk super-hero universe about many different points ot view and adventures that are actually connected (like the Marvel Comics universe or DC comics). Its being one of my favorites so far im having so much fun doing it hehe

Its very inspired by many superhero and retro-cyberpunk media, i cant count here how many hehe Synopsis (for at least one of the stories): From a family of superheroes, turned into a villain by his own demise, and disappearing for 5 years, GlitchWave makes his stupendous comeback in an unexpected redemption arc, and it all starts when he meets his brother again.....

• Gritia's Great Mystery - An amazing story about a corrupt kingdom trying to hide all evidence that god exists, aside from other...cruel crimes against certain groups of people. The aesthetic is a mix of enlightnment era, renassaice and victorian age, all together mixed with elements of thriller, romance, mystery and BIG drama. Maybe one of my most serious stories, since i wont hold back in the critics n shit

The Crown Family of Gritia, for centuries, tries to make the existence of the Mighty King, aka god, a tabboo, or even erase him from all existence, alongside his followers. Anything that goes astray the status quo is suscetible of punishment (or worse....)

That makes Spencer's life a bit complicated, even if he doesnt know abt the Mighty King's existence, he's part of a secret society...lets see where this goes right?

OOF DAMMT I SPOKE A LOT HUH SORRY IM A TALKER! Hope to find more writer friends along the way ^.^

#fleurfay speaks #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #writeblr intro #female writers #artists on tumblr #adhd writer #madd writer

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non-neutoniangender · 2 years ago

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Well the train is started and so I guess I'm watching episode 35.

McAdverbot .... Sam this one is good, but you can't rap lol

Top table has a new member..... :/ I'm not sure putting Fearne next to Chetney was a good idea...

Oh I hadn't realized that they lost their note-taker

10k gold 👀 Thats a lot.

I gotta say, I love portable holes as a extraplanar storage option, because they require organizing, like you can just chuck shit into a bag of holding with very little care but with a hole, its just a easy to carry, very large box.

(Also its really funny how the starting storage options are worse in each subsequent campaign, bag of holding -> haversack -> portable hole)

Treshi got involved in stuff he didn't quite fully understand huh... Interesting that he is in some ways happy to be pulled out of it.

MOLD STORAGE!!!!

I love the question of "Is Laudna undead"

"I'm tired of leaving people behind" ....I should've finished EXU

Its really interesting that they players have to ask "is this above board or does your character know this" with regards to Delilah. The whole situation is very interesting

The whole "take notes about the briarwoods" is a really funny bit. I really like how big this world has gotten that character knowledge is much bigger than player knowledge in ways that doesn't happen in a typical campaign.

Sam....... the flask...... its way too on point, but its also such an odd callback to c2.

"at this point we're friends" found family my beloved!

I need to be normal about Matt playing his wife's character.....

I'm not being normal about Matt playing The voice of the Tempest

aaaaaaaaaaaaa voice actors are good at their jobs

"That is the best use of wood I've ever heard of" Chetney 🤣 I love how much everyone is essentially fangirling over keyleth, to be fair, she is a very cool level 20 character....

Oh this was back in the ✨Enhance✨ era of the internet

"Wow that was a big waste" "Ok Jester" What a great comeback. (you poopin?)

"Sweet little metal boy" good LORDY

Poor Ashton with character development. They're going soft. He's not happy about it

SAM MADE A SPELL!??!?!?!?!?! Share Dream?!? thats so fucking cool

Also I love the casts reactions to that.

Chetney just accidentally yelling

Since Travis loves a good d6, he should play a wizard!

Finally googled the meaning of Pyrrhic.... a good title choice.

I really appreciate that Matt is continually correcting people on Xandis' pronouns, I don't appreciate the cast continually forgetting.

.....oh my god. Will is gone because the resurrection didn't work....

Thats so much worse, I hadn't thought about that....

God I had almost forgot there was a city on the moon. Moon's haunted

I really love the idea of ashton, I love how dunamancy is now a central part of the world

Anyway, these mind sequences are very cool, I love them.

How does Matt even come up with, or plan these things?!?? I can't even imagine

"There is strength, but there is pain. There is pain but there is strength" good God!! Matt, that is so cool.

Oh my god Ashton..... poor kid.

I... I love this story though. Ashton. And the chronic pain is..... wow

It's really interesting to watch them try to figure out dunamancy from zero knowledge and just random stuff.

Perhaps not definitely, but I bet Matt's description of the inside of Ashton's head with stars and possibilities would've been different if the person had seen inside a beacon before.

"Do any of us know who we are?" asking the right questions

Delilah is dying with Laudna........ good God.

Man these players created some fucked up characters.

The moment of realization that the wisdom save was against Keyleth's scry lmao.

Keyleth!!!!!! I love her!!!

I love how she's like, buckle up fuckers, you're coming with me on a trip to whitestone.

Anyway, that episode was amazing and the ending was perfect, I cannot wait to find time to watch the next one!!!!!

#critical role #cr 3 ep 35 #cr3 #ashton greymoore #keyleth

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is the fandom that bad? i honestly don’t know anything about them that’s why i’m asking. i’ll be honest i only knew their debut song before and maaaybe some others but i really liked their new album especially the song bad desire. YESSS i love how awkward they are it’s so cute, i was smiling through the whole video. beomgyu would have lightened the mood for sure hahaha. aww yes from what i’ve seen so far jungwon is such a cutie, i can totally see why he is your bias <3

ohh wait i have seen jungwon and niki’s performance before!! i just rewatched it tho it’s insanely good, they are super talented.

yes, the rose, monsta x, i guess enhypen now too, i think we talked about bts(?) i also like stray kids, sf9, twice, seventeen, ateez, oneus. i’m not that into kpop these days but if you have a group you like i would love to check their music out

-🐥

unfortunately yeah …. engenes kinda are that bad 😭😭 obviously not every engene and I’ve met so many amazing ones but in every space where there’s a lot of engenes, its guaranteed to have some problems. there’s just been a lot of racist situations in the past especially, as well as fan wars and generally nasty behaviour that just makes me sick. tons of solo stans as well and people who genuinely want to do sick things to the members. honestly the list goes on. but don’t let that stop you from loving the group, you can definitely enjoy them without engaging with the fandom too much. part of the reason it doesn’t work for me is that toxic fandoms really take away my love for a group, and I can’t really seem to get past that. because I stan so many groups it’s just easier to focus on the ones that aren’t stressful to stan and genuinely make me happy and carefree. sadly engenes are not that type of fandom and are definitely one of the worst fandoms in all of kpop.

I will say another one of the reasons I didn’t get back into enhypen was their music stopped hitting as hard for me. I still think their earlier albums are their best and while I love xo and it almost made me reconsider stanning, comebacks like future perfect, sweet venom, and bite me all left something lacking that I wanted more of. don’t get me wrong I still enjoy almost all of those title tracks, however none of the comebacks as a whole really wowed me in the way earlier enhypen stuff did :(

yeahhh beomgyu and heeseung are friends (since they’re the same age and hee used to train with them) so he probably would’ve been a little less shy with him around lmao <3

yessss I can honestly never get over it it’s SO GOOD

ahhh sf9 🫶 also oneus are another one of those groups that I do not write for on my blog YET but I definitely will in the future. I’m still in the process of stanning them fully but I’ve listened to their music and loved them since 2021-22!!

some groups I would recommend for really good music alone are onf (they’re my ult group of all time and truly have one of the best discographies ever), lucy (they’re a k-band and in terms of music, theirs is the most special and personal to me), and &team (not only do they have great music but they’re enhypen’s brother group and their storylines in their mvs are often connected!! another one of my ults)

i’m always happy to give out song recs if you’re interested or even make a playlist for you if that’s easier !!! I seriously love talking about really any group even if I don’t stan them lol

#inbox　　❀˖°#🐥 anon　　❀˖°

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mashitandsmashit · 4 months ago

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AGT Season 19: Finals

Well, it's Finals night! I'll just start right up by saying that everyone here brought their A-game! ...Or at the very least, their B+-game...So ranking them will be tough...I guess in the end, it all comes down to how much they stepped it up tonight, coupled with how much I like the act in general...

11: David Alan Grier. Kind of an UNCONVENTIONAL wildcard act, but an amusing prank nonetheless...Felt out of place in the SECOND segment of the show...Probably would have worked much better in the middle segment, just before the comedian, but whatever...I guess they needed to fill the runtime, so they threw in a segment that's usually reserved for results shows...

10: Dee Dee Simon. At this point, I can't help but wonder why she bothers even wearing shoes in the first place...No doubt she's a great singer, though she might have sounded a LITTLE pitchy at times...

9: Sebastian & Sonia. Glad to see Sonia able to participate again, even though her ability to perform is still limited in her condition...Final result is an above-average aerial duo performance...I know these two are CAPABLE of reaching and possibly even surpassing Aidan Bryant's lofty heights...But I understand that under these unfortunate circumstances that this is about as good as we can expect for now...That being said, this will make for a great comeback story when they show up for an upcoming spinoff season...

8: Brent Street. I honestly feel that they peaked at their audition, and have been getting slightly less interesting with each round...But just know that even at their weakest, they're still one of the best dance groups we've ever seen on this show, and they would totally rank a fair bit higher on an average night...They just need to keep pushing the envelope instead of relying on the tricks we already know they're capable of...

7: Roni Sagi & Rhythm. Maybe it's for the not-amazing expectations I set for them going in, but they managed to compel me a little bit tonight...That being said, if I were to ever pay to see a dog show in Vegas, that show would still be Adrian and Hurricane...

6: Learnmore Jonasi. Great use of props with the feathers and his own glasses...Not much else to say that I haven't last time...I still don't think he's the comedian to break the curse on this show (especially against one or two other performers in this line-up), but he sure has made his mark among the OTHER comedians that made that attempt...And he has the best hair and most dapper suits!

5: AIRFOOTWORKS. This is a fine example of an act that took a step BACKWARDS from their last performance...but was still very impressive! They set such a high bar (pun WAY intended), with the last set, with all of its videomapping effects mixed with their moves, that taking it out only made it a LITTLE disappointing...Still, if this was what they did for the Quarters, I think Howie and Simon STILL would have fought to press the button for them, and if they did that other set tonight (still the best performance of the entire season!), it would have been one of the hottest streaks in AGT history! In the end, while this step backwards compromised their place in THIS list, this is still overall my favorite act of the entire season! ...Which means they're probably gonna end up in Third...

4: Richard Goodall. Kinda pigeonholing himself as the Journey Guy, but why stray away from what works for you...? I think he's gonna win this season, and thankfully I'm no longer crinkling my nose at the prospect like I was a few weeks ago...He's not the BEST singer ever...Hell, I'd say Dee Dee is overall a much superior vocalist...But there is something about his modest, mild-mannered persona that really resonates...Chances are, you've probably met a few men like him somewhere...He may be a janitor, or a retail clerk, or just some guy on the bus...But to see one of those guys able to belt out these classic 80s rock ballads is almost the perfect representation of what this show is ALLEGEDLY about...I don't know this guy's full story, but I can certainly believe that beyond the overall strong vocals, he's just a humble average joe trying to make a living...And I have mad respect for that! So I wish him the best of luck REGARDLESS of how things turn out next week, and accept him as this season's potential winner...

3: Sky Elements. They really came into their own last week, and pushed the effects even farther here! Obviously, this act isn't made to sustain in Vegas, but it makes a great sky display...They'll be a smash for 4th of July festivities! Although half of it seemed less “American Dream”, and more “Magic of Reading”. Still, it was very effective, and provides an example of a “Greatest Showman” song working pretty well for the set...

2: Solange Kardinaly. Now THIS is someone I am happy to call my Golden Buzzer! Once more, everything was slick and seamless, and she threw in a few bonus effects like the doll...THIS is how you do a quick-change act!

1: Hakuna Matata Acrobatic. This is #1 on the list, because they stepped their act up (and out) more than anyone else tonight! They had crazy new formations, new tricks, everything! This is pretty much the opposite of how their friends the Ramadhani Brothers progressed last year, relying on the same overall trick...And even with that one little stumble at the beginning, Hakuna Matata! They just kept going and gave us quite possibly the best acrobatic performance I've EVER seen on this show! It's hard to say where they'll place next week, but I would like to hope that the voters realize how amazing this is and at the very least put them in the Top 5...But even if they don't...Well, there's a certain song from a certain Disney movie set in Africa that still rings true! ...It's called “Be Prepared”! As in, be prepared to be disappointed...Just kidding; You know what I'm trying to say!

If this wasn't the most consistent Final, it is certainly in the Top 3 at the VERY least! I was ready to be pissed off this season, but I think it might actually work out okay...

Predicting where everyone will place will be even harder than ranking them...Some of them America hasn't even had the chance to actually vote for yet, so it's hard to tell how much they like each of them overall...But regardless of how things turn out, there's pretty much a case to be made with EVERYONE...So...(Sigh...) Here we go!

Results Prediction:

10: Roni Sagi & Rhythm

9: Sebastian & Sonia

8: Dee Dee Simon

7: Learnmore Jonasi

6: Brent Street

5: Hakuna Matata Acrobatic

4: Sky Elements

3: AIRFOOTWORKS

2: Solange Kardinaly

1: Richard Goodall

I really have no idea WHY they decided to have us wait an extra week, as I don't even see anything listed tomorrow that would conflict with a two-hour finale...But it is what it is...If this is what they see as the ideal way to go, then who am I to question their decisions!?

Edit: I just read that the show decided to air the results a week later, and it wasn't live. People speculate that this was to avoid having to compete with the "Survivor" season premiere...So...People are still watching that...? Enough to be a threat to AGT...? Whatever...Forgive me for not knowing this at the time, as I was still kinda offline...

All I can say is...while I know this show doesn't tend to follow through with satisfying payoffs...it would be the wasted opportunity of the millennium if they don't have Journeyy the contestant make a cameo with Journey the band! I know they're obviously performing with Richard, but SOMEBODY needs to point out this coincidence!

Also, Michael Buble, “Magic Mike”, and some other artists that I may or may not be familiar with and will have to watch and be like, “Oh, THAT artist!” Par for the course with these finales...

So, with everything said...Here's to a hopefully satisfying finale...

#agt #america's got talent #season 19

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drei-mrssvechii · 2 years ago

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i had wanted to read this for the longest time but after being on and off tumblr for so long i’ve literally made my comeback just for this series akjsja

first, oh. my. fucking. god. reading this was EVERYTHING to me, definitely hit in all the right places and I loved every single part of it.

some of the highlights under the cut bc i love praising your work 😽

Andrei went to open his mouth, but Sebastian just shook his head. He already knew, anyway. >> i love aho’s role in the series, his understanding and knowing personality is everything to me 💞

“You’re beautiful, okay? And amazing and thoughtful and everything a bunch of idiots like us could ever want.” >> my heart 🥺💞😭💓

But you were always weak when it came to Andrei, even after all this time away… Your face heated up as your eyes remained locked… >> im a sucker for the tension here

If you were being honest, you weren’t surprised at all to find Andrei joining you. You kind of expected it, was hoping for it, almost. >> we all were waiting for this 👏

“For what? You haven’t done anything.” >> believing he had done nothing wrong and Andrei beating himself up for it is just UGH 🥹

“…You mean everything to me and yet I treated you like nothing.” >> 😭😭 it’s the way its worded that hurts me the most

If you were Andrei’s sun, then he was your moon. He was your calm, your safety, your anchor as the deep blue did its hardest to rattle you >> i HAD to scream at this

“She’s gone. It’s only you, it’s only ever been you.” >> YES. I LOVE. YES. YES

“They were betting on us?” You balked. Of course they were. >> love their dorky personality ofc they were jkajska

Most of all they were ecstatic; their two best friends had finally found their way back to each other after months of hopeless pining. >> 💘💞💗💖💕

“I think you’re just sunkissed.” >> AND EVERYTHING TIES AT THE END 😭‼️🚨 i LOVEE it 🥺

i literally felt so much at once and my heart feels so happy now. i just have to say thank u once more for putting out a masterpiece 💕, the fic deserves ALL the love (that’s why im here 4 months late lmao akhsja)

Sunkissed (pt. 3)

Link to Part 1, Link to Part 2

Pairing: Andrei Svechnikov/female!Reader

Word Count: 6.3k

Summary: Thanks to a few meddling friends, your anger and hurt towards Andrei begins to dissipate when you realize that not much about him had actually changed, and was still the same guy you used to remember. A playful day spent in the sun and a close conversation under the moon only brings the two of you closer, revealing the feelings Andrei had been dying to say since the moment he saw you again.

Warnings: Cursing, hinting of body dysphoria, vague hinting of sex in the end maybe?, angst, tooth-rotting fluff (y’know, the usual)

A/N: Don’t ask me why this was posted a month later than I said it would be 😶... Anywaysss, alas, the long-awaited part 3 is here!! If you’ve stuck around this long, I applaud you because I know it’s taken me forever to post this LOL please comment and reblog, ily all

Translations:

¹Солнышко - Little sun

The morning after the boys arrived was a hard one to wake up from. You weren’t able to sleep in, for instead you spent the night staring at your ceiling as the faint sounds of gentle breaths and soft words disrupted the silence you were used to.

When the beginning of sunrise finally appeared over the horizon, you just decided to get out of bed since you knew you wouldn’t be sleeping with the sun shining in your eyes. Heaving a sigh, you slid out of bed and threw on an old hoodie to keep the morning chill from nipping at your skin before quietly walking downstairs to the kitchen.

Lucky for you, the room was entirely empty as you were the first one awake. It wouldn’t be for long though, because rarely ever were hockey players able to sleep in due to their rigorous traveling schedules.

At least you had a few moments of silence, you breathed out a gentle sigh as you poured your coffee, the warmth from the mug welcome to your chilly palms as you propped a hip against the kitchen counter, staring at the ocean waves as they reflected the beginnings of early sunlight.

As the sun steadily climbed over the horizon, you took your time to think over what it was exactly you were feeling.

Or, rather, what you were feeling about Andrei.

Sad? No, but there was definitely a bittersweet taste on your tongue at being reunited with him.

Angry? Oh, most definitely, but really only at yourself.

Excited? You couldn’t really tell if you were being honest. The nervous butterflies in your stomach were something you were used to when around him, but your heart racing at the long looks he was giving you was something that definitely wasn’t there before.

And the way your breath hitched at the slow, heavy footsteps you recognized coming down the stairs wasn’t helping you figure out how to feel about said-Russian, either.

You didn’t turn as you heard him enter the kitchen, his footsteps coming to an abrupt stop as he most likely saw you standing by the window. You felt rather than heard the way his mouth opened as if he was looking to speak, but in not wanting to disturb the peaceful atmosphere he luckily kept whatever he wanted to say to himself.

Though as he went to grab a bottle of water from the fridge, you couldn’t help but take a small peek. His hair was messy, and he was wearing a loose t-shirt that still managed to cling to every muscle on his body. Damn it.

“Good morning,” You quietly murmured in an attempt to ease the tension, hoping the sight of your tired eyes and messy bedhead wouldn’t suddenly deter him.

But Andrei still smiled, a small one full of endearment as he looked over your sleepy form and really, he couldn’t help but wonder how it took him so long to finally see what was right in front of him.

The meaning behind his look was lost on you—watching him watching you, you were slightly skeptical as to what he was thinking but simultaneously felt too tired to really care.

It didn’t matter what he thought of you anyway, right?

Right?

Andrei took a small sip of water, relishing in the way it soothed his throat. “What are you doing up so early?” He asked, having never remembered you to be much of a morning person.

Then again, as you pleasantly reminded him that night so long ago, he didn’t know everything about you, either.

You shrugged because even you didn’t really know the answer. “Couldn’t sleep much. Besides, I’ve already made a habit of waking up when the sun rises, so why stop now?” Your smile was lighthearted and honest, wanting nothing more than to fall back into playful banter like you used to.

“You? A morning person?” He tilted his head with a small grin. “The world has gone crazy.”

You scoffed playfully, rolling your eyes. “Shut up. You still don’t like coffee so I’d say we’re even.”

“Milkshakes are better.”

“That’s…” You shook your head, actually laughing, your mouth agape in disbelief. “That’s debatable.”

And the two of you stood there in the kitchen, giggling quietly and staring at each other as if you couldn’t believe the other was right there in front of you. Eventually, you both fell quiet, the comforting silence welcome as you reveled in being in each other’s presence again.

As you sipped your coffee, lost in thought and the serene beauty of the beach outside the window, you failed to notice Andrei’s longing gaze as he watched the morning light kiss your cheeks, wanting nothing more than to be able to hold you close under the warmth of the sun.

“Is the beach nice at this time of the year?” The Russian soon spoke up, and you turned to him with a glowing smile at the prospect of describing your new home to him, and with that Andrei could already tell how much this small strip of land along North Carolina’s coast meant to you.

“It’s amazing,” You gushed, and immediately you had his rapt attention. “The weather has just started to cool off so it isn’t unbearably hot anymore, and the water still feels amazing so it’s okay to go swimming.”

“Is it not hot all year long?” He asked with a slight tilt of his head, genuinely curious.

“We’re in North Carolina, ‘Drei, not the Bahamas.” The nickname slipped from your lips without a second thought, and once you realized what you said you almost wanted to take it back, but the way his face lit up had you returning his small grin.

You forgot how easy it was with him, and the amount of unresolved issues between you just... Didn’t matter at that moment. You had your best friend back, and you convinced yourself for now that that’s what was most important.

Andrei bit back his grin as he took another sip of water, feeling his heartbeat pick up at the sound of his old nickname falling from your lips. He’d missed you so much. It made his heart beat so fast that, in the heat of the moment, he tried sitting up, just about to open his mouth and—

“Good morning!”

Martin bounded down the staircase resembling an overexcited puppy, his hair the epitome of a rat’s nest, and the delicate moment shared between you and Andrei was gone.

The two of you shared a glance, him looking back at you with a slight raise of his eyebrow that let you know the two of you were thinking the exact same thing.

Martin, you little shit.

“Morning. Did you sleep well?” You asked your friend, biting back a yawn as you watched him pour his coffee.

“More or less,” The Czech player shrugged. “I never sleep well in different places, and the sun woke me up.”

You winced, smiling softly. You’d forgotten to warn them to keep their blinds closed as no matter where you were at the beach, if you didn’t have them shut then you had no chance of sleeping through it. “Yeah... Sorry about that, I forgot to warn you.”

Martin shrugged, an easy smile on his face as he finally turned to face you. “Sepe and Turbo are already up, I heard their voices from their rooms. They’ll probably be down in a bit.”

You couldn’t help the slight disappointment you felt at the news, because that meant the moment you shared with Andrei was now definitely gone.

It’s fine, though. Just friends. Remember?

Sure enough, a few minutes after Martin delivered the news, the three of you in the kitchen turned your heads as a sleepy Sebastian and Teuvo made their way down the stairs, looking like they just rolled out of bed even though they’d already been heard talking.

“Did the sun get you guys too?” Martin asked with a shit-eating grin, cheekily dodging the arm Sebastian swung to punch him in the side.

You snorted into your mug of coffee, watching Andrei step in to keep the grumpy Finns from jumping poor Martin. “Yes, yes, the sun is a bitch, now finish drinking your coffee so we can go to the beach.” Wisely, he ignored the disgruntled looks they sent him.

“What’s got you in a chipper mood?” Sebastian asked his teammate as he settled down beside Teuvo, narrowing his eyes at Andrei.

The centerman was perceptive enough to catch the quick look his Russian friend sent you at the counter, and he couldn’t help but roll his eyes fondly because of course. Andrei went to open his mouth, but Sebastian just shook his head.

He already knew, anyway.

The group remained in the kitchen for a good several minutes after that, and once they all finished their coffee and breakfast they agreed to get ready to spend the day at the beach, with Teuvo even suggesting that they even grill outside.

You then proceeded to protest, saying that you didn’t have enough food to grill out… But then Teuvo opened the freezer to reveal several pounds of meat they had snuck in the night before.

And so here you were now, adjusting the straps of your swimsuit and trying to convince yourself that you looked fine. Maybe not model fine, but you looked okay, not as good as her but—

You stopped yourself quickly. No. You weren’t letting yourself go there. Not with Andrei here.

Casting yourself one last glance in the mirror, you released an anxious sigh before exiting your room, biting nervously at your lip as you heard numerous voices downstairs. But luckily, they all seemed preoccupied with packing water and snacks, leaving you to slowly battle your anxiety because these were your friends. They had never judged you before, so why would they now?

Sebastian asking for your help without even spending more than a second looking at you reminded you of this fact, and you were able to reluctantly calm your nerves as you helped him stuff a cooler full of ice.

Only, the anxious flips and somersaults your stomach had been doing earlier came back tenfold when you heard Andrei coming down the stairs, and you hoped your stumble as you tried lifting a box wasn’t noticeable.

Except these were your best friends, and they noticed everything.

“Hey, you okay?" Sebastian asked quietly, peeking his head around the counter to get a better look. He’d heard the rather loud fumble of the box in your arms and when he looked over, he saw you anxiously wringing your hands together with a troubled look on your face.

You opened your mouth, attempting to respond but words just wouldn’t come. You couldn’t stop your eyes from looking over at Andrei where, unsurprisingly, he looked mouthwatering in his swim trunks.

Sebastian saw your eyes drop to your body, and it clicked almost immediately. “Hey, hey, look at me,” He quickly approached you, gently tilting your face up with his hands when you wouldn’t meet his eyes. “You’re beautiful, okay? And amazing and thoughtful and everything a bunch of idiots like us could ever want.”

You couldn’t help but crack a smile, your eyes watery as you shook your head so he would stop his sweet ramblings. Your face was on fire from his rigorous complimenting, but your thoughts were silenced and you were reminded once more of how thankful you were to have your best friends here with you. “Rosa’s a really lucky girl, you know that?”

Sepe shook his head, a small grin on his face.

“Thank you, Sepe.” Sebastian needn’t respond with words, for the bright smile he sent you was enough.

Breaking free from the bubble of insecurity that held you captive before, you cast a quick glance around you to find that nobody else had seen the delicate moment you and Sebastian shared.

Not that it would have mattered, but… You looked towards Andrei again, but instead of your stomach churning with nerves and self-consciousness, you only felt tingles of excitement and anticipation.

Feeling better with Sebastian’s words running through your head, you finished packing for the day with the rest of the boys and finally began to make your way out through the convenient back entrance of the house, adding yet another reason to relentlessly thank your friend later on for letting you stay.

The sun was harsh as you made your way toward the water, but luckily the breeze did its job in cooling you down. It also helped that it was early September, leaving the weather more bearable.

This didn’t stop the sand from heating up to unbearable temperatures, though, as early September was still hot.

Practically all four boys let out various sounds of pain as their feet came in contact with the sand, for while Europe got scorching hot in the summer, too, it was nothing compared to living in the southern United States.

Andrei cursed in Russian, Sebastian made some weird strangled noise of distress, and Teuvo and Martin just sprinted toward the water.

You couldn’t decide if you wanted to laugh or ask them if they were okay.

“How do you stand it?” Andrei asked, out of breath as he hurriedly stepped onto the towel you set down for him.

You shrugged, biting back a smile. “You get used to it after a while.” You spread out your own towel over the sand. “And it helps that I didn’t grow up in Russia.” You raised an eyebrow at Andrei, your smile mischievous.

“Russia still gets hot, you know,” He said, watching as you began scrounging around in your bag.

“And yet you still act like you’ve never walked on a beach before,” You retorted, not even bothering to hide your smile at his scoff. “Hey, have you seen the sunscreen? I could have sworn I brought it,”

“Is this it?” He asked after reaching into one of the bags, and sure enough he was holding the bottle of sunscreen. Right as you thanked him and went to grab it, Andrei suddenly yanked his hand back and held the sun protection just out of your reach.

“Andrei,” You warned, narrowing your eyes.

“Take it back first,” He grinned, watching you scrunch your nose in confusion. “About me having never walked on a beach.”

You crossed your arms. “Why would I take something back that’s true?” Your tone was serious, but your expression was lighthearted and playful as you watched your friend narrow his eyes in challenge.

Andrei shrugged, a faux innocent expression on his face. “Come get it, then.” He waved his arm with the sunscreen out of your reach, watching you scowl with a shit-eating grin.

You both knew he was practically double your size and thus made trying to beat him in, well, anything physical was bound to end up in failure.

But, damn it, you wanted your sunscreen, and maybe you didn’t particularly have a problem with tackling him to get it, either.

You stared at him for several moments, and when Andrei’s eyes darted away for a mere second, that’s when you lunged. With an evil grin, you fell face-first onto his chest and sent the two of you flying into the sand. Andrei let out a girlish scream as you climbed up his chest, your bodies shaking with unrestrained giggles as even with your hand on his face, he still managed to keep the sunscreen just out of your reach. “Damn it, Andrei!” You screeched as suddenly you lost your balance, conveniently landing on the sand right next to him, and not one to waste an opportunity Andrei quickly took advantage of your momentary distraction to trap you beneath him.

“I’m sorry,” he said, panting with exertion as he leaned over you with a mischievous smile while you scowled at him from below. “Did you want this?” He waved the sunscreen above your head, and when you tried to make a grab for it he quickly pinned your arms to the ground.

You opened your mouth to protest, a meager insult on the very tip of your tongue as you stared up at his eyes, and that’s when you suddenly realized how… Close you were. With his face merely inches from yours and his body pressing down into your every nook and cranny, you had a hard time reminding yourself of all the reasons why being in this position was a bad, bad idea.

But you were always weak when it came to Andrei, even after all this time away… Your face heated up as your eyes remained locked, and before you did something stupid (like kiss him) you kneed him in the stomach, delighting in the pained grunt he let out before you quickly took back the sunscreen and retreated to a safe distance away.

You grinned triumphantly as the Russian sat back down with a frown. “Thank you!” You said, ignoring his defeated muttering as you turned around to finally relax in peace.

Though with Andrei settling down beside you on his own towel, it was practically impossible to ignore his presence and the lingering tension between you. That moment you shared before… It was close, almost too close.

You felt like you’d finally reached an equilibrium with him, and you didn’t want to mess it up with any more close calls like these. The last thing you needed was more ammo to start a fight.

You pretended that you couldn’t feel his eyes burning into the side of your face as you readjusted your sunglasses and laid on your towel. You weren’t sure what was running through his mind and weren’t sure if you wanted to find out, either.

A couple of hours passed quietly, with nothing but the sounds of passing seagulls and the rising and crashing of the waves creating a serene atmosphere that lulled you to sleep. It was that stage of REM where you were just at the cusp of consciousness to be aware of your surroundings—aware enough to hear the sounds of footsteps walking through the sand.

But you were so comfortable… There was a nice breeze going that contrasted nicely with the heat, and you really just didn’t feel like moving even when you recognized a voice to be Sebastian’s.

“You coming, ’Drei?” he said, and from what you could gather without opening your eyes was gulping down fresh water.

A colony of seagulls passed overhead and their cries stole your attention for a moment, long enough for you to realize the two men beside you were still talking when you finally tuned back in.

“—asleep?”

“No—actually, wait, yes, I think so,”

It was Andrei’s voice, speaking from somewhere beside you.

“What?” you said, your voice nothing more than a mutter as you gathered the energy to awaken. “‘M not asleep,”

Squinting against the harsh glare of the sun, you honed in on Andrei’s face which currently had a smirk on it. “You have sand on your cheek.”

Sebastian snorted, and you hurriedly rubbed the sand off your face.

“Ass,” you mumbled with little mirth, turning away when you felt the beginnings of a smile break through your faux irritation.

The Finnish centerman settled down on the towel on Andrei’s right just as the Russian leaned over to poke you in your most ticklish spot. “But I’m your ass,” he replied cheekily, avoiding the arm you swung to hit him with.

Teuvo and Martin soon approached, the latter stomping through the sand and Teuvo, to no one’s surprise, sneaking around the back. “Stop flirting with each other and go back to sleep, Jesus,” Martin said, plopping down right in between you and Andrei.

Several chuckles came from the others, and then, “Pass me the chips, yeah?”

The five of you continued relaxing and reveling in the atmosphere of the beach, with you eventually laying back to read a book as Sebastian and Teuvo floated in the water while Martin and Andrei played volleyball. It was comical because you couldn’t decide between watching the two Finns get pummeled by the waves or Martin and Andrei hitting the volleyball as hard as they possibly could at each other.

Holding back your laugh when Martin launched the volleyball right past Andrei’s head, you looked up from the book you’d barely read a page of and saw the sunset, which had turned the horizon a brilliant shade of pink with fiery streaks of orange and golden yellow painting the sky.

You’d lived on the Outer Banks for many months now, and yet the sight never failed to take your breath away. There was something special about sharing the wonders of your home with the people closest to you that made the moment that much more memorable, you thought.

As you stood there, eyes lit with the glow of the sun, Andrei happened to look up from retrieving the volleyball Martin had blasted across the beach and had the breath practically stolen from him.

Because there you stood, hair blowing with the wind and your body outlined by the fading sunset in the horizon, and he was struck with yet another regretful thought of wondering how and why he had let you go.

Martin shouted an offensive name his way, and Andrei watched as you turned towards the duo, a bright shade of pink dusting your cheeks when you realized you’d caught the Russian staring. He opened his mouth to speak, but yet again was interrupted by his teammates.

“What the fuck is taking you so long—” Martin complained.

Sebastian had a smirk on his face as he exited the water. “He’s occupied, Neci,”

“Who’s occupied by what?” Teuvo, following Sebastian and as clueless as ever, asked.

Andrei threw the volleyball at Martin’s head. “I hate all of you.”

If the saying, ‘boys will be boys’, had a definition, you had a feeling it looked something like this.

Ducking your head to hide the flush of your face, you quickly changed the topic. “Ready to head back? The sun is setting now so it’s going to get pretty chilly.”

They agreed, and after packing up all of the beach equipment you had brought down – not without interruptions, of course, as biteless insults followed by playful punches kept the group distracted – you trudged back to the beach house.

Teuvo disappeared somewhere inside, and Andrei and Sebastian headed to the backyard to start up the grill with all of the frozen meat they’d smuggled in the night they arrived. You and Martin, meanwhile, were enjoying being back in an air-conditioned room and were content to watch the two hockey players outside argue over what to grill first.

“Sebastian has probably already said this already, but you’re different,” The right-winger said, looking at you curiously.

You took another sip of water. “You mean a good different, right? I would hate for all this self-healing to go to waste…”

Martin laughed. “No, definitely a good different. After… Everything that happened back in Raleigh, it’s good to see you so happy.”

You smiled appreciatively at your friend, and it was silent between the two of you for a moment. Then, you couldn’t help the way your eyes shifted back outside to the main reason ‘everything’ made you move away in the first place.

“He seems different, too. In a good way.”

“He wasn’t the same after you left,” Martin stated, boldly. “Julia was good to him, do not get me wrong, but…” he trailed off, looking at you as if he wasn’t sure he was supposed to be explaining this to you in the first place.

You stopped pretending Andrei didn’t occupy at least ninety percent of your thoughts, though, so you couldn’t help but pry for more information about him. “But what?”

The Czech player grinned, then, as if he had a secret he wasn’t going to let you be privy to.

“She wasn’t you.”

There was a triumphant shout from outside that interrupted the moment, and the two of you turned to find Andrei gleefully placing steak on the grill while Sebastian was crossing his arms with a scowl.

“Looks like Fishy lost to Svech,” Teuvo suddenly appeared, and you squeaked as you jumped around to find him standing next to Martin as if he’d been there the entire time.

The left-winger looked at you innocently, sipping from the glass of water he’d taken from the counter. His introvertedness was something that had drawn you to him in the first place, why you got along so well—and it was also the reason you had mini heart attacks every time he snuck up on you.

“What?” the Finn asked, looking between you and his teammate curiously. Martin grinned, exchanging silent words with him. “Nothing. Should we go join Sepe and Svechy before they actually start hitting each other?”

You nodded immediately, Martin’s words still playing on repeat in your mind. She wasn’t you. What did he mean by that?

The next thing you knew you were sitting outside on the patio, five chairs surrounding the fire pit crackling at a steady pace. The steak the boys had cooked was delicious, and the conversation easily kept your mind off of what happened inside earlier.

“You totally have blisters on your feet,”

“Do not!”

“The bottoms of your feet are red, Martin,”

You and the other three boys dissolved into laughter at the look of disgruntlement on the Czech player’s face, but even he couldn’t resist the hilarity of the situation and let out a few chuckles, too.

The wind had slowed down by this point, leaving the fire to crackle and spread its warmth all around. Sunburns by fire were, in fact, a thing, so while everyone else was absorbed in conversation you quietly slipped away to give your overheated skin a break.

Your absence, however, did not go unnoticed.

As you quietly snuck past the gate that led to the beach, Andrei’s eyes immediately locked onto you as you ventured down the beach and watched until your figure was no longer visible.

Mildly concerned but most of all curious, he too slipped away while Martin, Sebastian, and Teuvo were in a heated debate over who got the best tan.

Sinking his feet into the cool sand, Andrei took a moment to let his eyes adjust to the dark before searching for you, eventually locating your figure standing at the water’s edge.

Silently, he approached from behind before moving to stand next to you. He didn’t offer any words, content to merely be in your presence, and you only shot him a quick glance before turning back to the ocean.

If you were being honest, you weren’t surprised at all to find Andrei joining you. You kind of expected it, was hoping for it, almost.

The rate at which you were falling for your best friend all over again scared you like nothing else before, but here, in your home, surrounded by peace and love and friends who supported you?

It almost made you forget what brought you back here in the first place, why Andrei and feelings just didn’t mix.

So, you said nothing. You stared straight ahead, at the stars’ reflection over the dark water, the lulling sound of the waves filling what would have been an awkward silence.

But, Andrei, ever the extrovert between the two of you… The silence was killing him, your silence was killing him. Even after months he still knew you like the back of his hand and knew you were deliberately holding back.

He just had to find a way to convince you that he was worth it—even if he hadn’t been, before.

“I’m sorry,” he finally said, his voice just barely loud enough to be heard over the waves.

You looked at him in confusion. “For what? You haven’t done anything.” And, truly, he hadn’t. Andrei was clean in your book; you’d finally started to forgive and forget, willing to leave it all in the past. The determined look on his face, however, said he had every intention of visiting that torturous night you tried so hard to forget all over again.

“Not now. I haven’t done anything now. But back then, the night of my engagement,” Andrei grumbled out that last word. “I was terrible. There was no excuse, is no excuse. You mean everything to me and yet I treated you like nothing.”

You stared at him as a torrent of emotion crashed through your body like the ocean waves. And yet, with the wind making a disastrous mess of your hair with the moonlight outlining the soft lines of your face, Andrei had never been more in love.

How dare he get engaged to another woman when you had been right here in front of him all along?

“What?” you managed to squeak, mind racing to process the words that just left his mouth. “What are you saying?” you said, softer, almost afraid to hear his answer.

You were taking a chance as you stepped closer to him, trying to get a better look at his face. He was opening up to you, for real, this time, and you wanted to make sure you understood every word that left his mouth.

��I didn’t realize then how my words damaged you. How what I said only pushed you away when I meant to do the opposite,” his volume was only a touch above the roar of the waves, and yet you were still drowning.

“And I didn’t realize how much you meant to me—mean to me, because every time I stared into Julia’s eyes I only saw yours. I guess that wasn’t enough for me to connect the dots.

“When you left that day,” he took your hands in his own, tangling them together. “You took a piece of me with you. You own my heart, ¹Солнышко, and I am so sorry it has taken me this long to realize it.”

There it was again, that name. Solnishko. Little sun. You hadn’t heard that nickname since the night of your big fight, and it lit something back up inside your heart you hadn’t even realized had gone dark.

Your eyes welled with tears, and still, Andrei had never seen a more beautiful sight. He moved closer, slowly bringing his arms up so you could move away if you wanted, and when you didn’t—he did the one thing he’d wanted to do the moment he first saw you again.

Andrei pulled you into his chest, one hand cradling the back of your head and the other wrapped around your waist for the contact he’d been yearning for. He took in a shaky breath, kissed the top of your hair, and whispered sweet nothings to you as you cried.

And your body shook, hands gripping the soft fabric of his shirt because you were never letting him go again.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I’m here now.”

“Don’t leave me again. I can’t take it. Not now—”

“I’m not going anywhere. Never again, I promise.”

As your voice cracked on another sob, Andrei moved his hands to cradle your cheeks, bringing your foreheads together. “You are so beautiful,” he murmured.

If you were Andrei’s sun, then he was your moon. He was your calm, your safety, your anchor as the deep blue did its hardest to rattle you.

Your laugh was wet as you cracked open your puffy eyes, moving your hands atop his and clutching them like they were your lifeline. “You’re just trying to butter me up so you don’t have to kidnap me to take me back home.”

Andrei didn’t deny it. He shrugged, biting his lip to hide a smile as he brushed the hair out of your face. “Hopefully I won’t have to go that far. I’ll go wherever you are, even if I have to drive two hours every day to see you.”

You pulled back at that, pretty sure your hair was tangled from the wind but not really caring how you looked at the moment. “You’re sure?” you asked.

Andrei nodded. Yet, your insecurity persisted.“But what about—”

He interrupted you by slamming your lips together, rendering you speechless. Happily picking up on your slack, his lips soon turned gentle rather than demanding, loving, and then slowly pulled back with only a sliver of air left between you.

“Don’t say her name when I’m with you,” he breathed, eyes lit with a passionate blaze. “She’s gone. It’s only you, it’s only ever been you.”

You huffed, feeling another onslaught of tears coming. “How did you know what I was going to say?”

“Because I know you. I love you.” The Russian stepped closer.

“‘Drei,” you said, voice bordering on a whine. “I don’t think—”

“Please don’t shut me out. Not now, when I just got you back,” Andrei interrupted desperately, seeing right through the apprehension on your face.

You laughed wetly, rubbing the tear tracks from your cheeks. “And here I was, finally moving on, and now is when you decide to throw me for a loop.”

The Russian looked a little confused, unsure of what to make the smile on your face paired with the perceived harshness of your words. “Do you remember our fight?” you then asked, not giving him a chance to even think through your last sentence.

He nodded his head warily, again taking your hands in his own. “I try not to,” he admitted. “I hate thinking of how much I hurt you.”

“Do you remember what I said to you that started it?”

“You said you loved me,” he replied almost immediately, and you watched the way his eyes seemed to fall quickly after.

He thought you were going to say you didn’t love him, not anymore.

“I still do,” You knew you made the right decision the moment his head shot up, surprise and adoration coloring his face at your confession. “I don’t think I ever stopped, even though—”

Andrei, yet again, interrupted you with a toe-curling kiss that left you dizzy, flustered, and ecstatic all at once. “You just made me the happiest man in the world.”

You laughed, finally letting yourself lean into his body and let him support your weight. He was comforting, and he kept you warm in the unrelenting wind.

A round of obnoxious cheering came from the beach house, the sound breaking the bubble you and Andrei were in. You tensed up again at the reminder that you weren’t alone, not really, and you were going to have to face the world again, only this time with Andrei by your side.

The forward said your name and your eyes fluttered back to him nervously to find him watching you with concern. “You’re tense,” he said, rubbing one of your shoulders as he towered over you.

You let out an anxious breath, trying to relax your shoulders at Andrei’s touch. “Sorry. I’m just… What does this mean, now? For us?”

“Well,” he said, gently tugging your right hand so you’d intertwine it with his. “We’re going to let the boys settle their bet once they see us together—”

“They were betting on us?” You balked. Of course they were.

Andrei merely shot you a grin before continuing. “Then we’re going to enjoy the rest of this break, and then I will take you back to Raleigh with me so I can show everyone that you’re mine now.” Upon seeing the look on your face, he quickly clarified. “If you want to come back, that is,”

You merely raised an eyebrow.

“I won’t make you, if that’s what you want. I know you love it here, and—”

It was your turn to interrupt him as you reached up to drag him down by the collar of his shirt and reassure him of your desire. He let you lead the kiss, groaning at the slow, teasing drag of your lips before you abruptly pulled back.

“I have to get things settled here, say goodbye to my mom again, but… I want to come back,” You bit your lip at the heat in his eyes, knowing what your words were doing to him. “I miss the guys. I miss Raleigh, and I miss being there with you.”

“Okay,” Was the only word he seemed to be capable of speaking, looking at you as if he still couldn’t quite believe you were in front of him. “Okay,” he repeated, more confident as he laced his fingers with yours.

The two of you shared a smile with hope and excitement for the future, knowing that this was only the beginning of your story together. How stupid of you to think how you thought it ended oh-so-long ago…

You made your way back to the beach house slowly, reveling in the long, meaningful glances and soft smiles witnessed by no one but the stars. Your bubble of privacy was strong until you both became visible and then it was broken by one of the guys yelling, “Fucking finally!”

Rolling your eyes, you merely scoffed as you opened the gate and met them back at the pit. “Oh, shut up,”

Andrei’s eyes sparkled with the firelight, skin flushed pink with the onslaught of teasing he was receiving from his teammates. As you settled into the same chair, they said he was whipped and already looked lovesick, and the hooting and hollering only picked up as he placed a kiss on the top of your head.

Most of all they were ecstatic; their two best friends had finally found their way back to each other after months of hopeless pining.

Andrei too looked happy, as if all worries had left his mind in the short time he’d been here. It warmed your face just thinking about when you'd have the night alone, knowing he was going to make it up to you with more than just his words alone.

And there was a distinct glow on his cheeks, too, you thought, visible despite the lack of natural lighting.

Andrei asked if he was sunburnt, having felt the unrelenting heat in his skin. “No,” you said, brushing away a strand of hair that had fallen in his eyes. “I think you’re just sunkissed.”

A/N 2: I think this is the first time I’ve felt happy with how I’ve ended a fic. Now y’all see why I changed the title though 😏 I think I managed to wrap it up pretty well, and with how many asks I got on if I was gonna finish this series y’all better blow this tf up 🔫 (kidding!! But not really)

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yup-thats-me · 2 years ago

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expectant • h.hyunjin

pairing: fiancé!hyunjin x fiancé!reader

summary: fiancé!reader is pregnant.

warning: pregnancy.

#protecthyunjin #protectskz

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A broad smile was plastered on Y/n's face as her eyes were glued to the small screen in her hand watching her fiancé with the child in his slender arms.

It amazed her as to how someone look so effortlessly beautiful and elegant when all they're doing is carrying a child. Each time someone would announce hyunjin's name in a room, her heart would beat as if it will jump out of its confinement. It gave her immense joy to hold his hands each night and if he's not with her, she would sleep peacefully knowing she's able to call hyunjin her fiancé.

Fiance. The word itself held so many memories. How y/n and Hyunjin would joke around and call each other their fiancés'prior to their engagement. And when the actual proposal happened it took all in her being not to pass out in Hyunjin's arm when he proposed the so-awaited question, kneeling on the ground.

Their friends were as happy as they were, if not happier. Lee Know and Chan the most as Hyunjin would always go to them to rant about his gorgeous girlfriend. He questioned them over and over again on how he should plan the proposal, going through everything to make sure everything was perfect. It was the biggest deal for God's sake!

Immediately after Y/n kissed him, the boys came out of their hiding spot and the first to hug Y/n were Chan and Lee Know. They were happy they wouldn't have to talk to a overly-stressed Hyunjin who was jumping around in nervousness and excitement all the time, although they of course did not mind at all.

It was exactly 11 months from the wedding now. Everything was going smoothly without a trouble. The comeback is going stringer than ever, Hyunjin's career is at its peak and in a couple more months, Y/n and Hyunjin would officially be called Mr & Mrs. Hwang. The only thing that worried Y/n was her small tummy.

It had only been a week when Y/n found out she was pregnant. After contemplating whether or not to tell Hyunjin, her counselor and best friend Hannah Bahng, told her it would absolutely be fine when she would disclose the news to Hyunjin. Y/n and him have been together for seven years now. If anything would change, it will be the love that hyunjin has for y/n which will now be thousand and thousand times more.

The door lock turned as came in a Hyunjin with his hands filled with a large bouquet of red roses. "Darling!" He called as soon as he stepped foot inside the house.

Y/n smiled widely as Hyunjin hugged her tightly. "I've missed you so much baby."

"You've been only gone for three hours, love. And we even facetimed not even 45 minutes ago," She smiled, kissing his nose. "And your point is?" He giggled.

Y/n took the flowers from him, setting them down on the coffee table infront of them. "...Hyunjin. You know, I watched that video of you and the boys with the child. He looked so cute my heart was about to burst."

"Yeah. He was really soft to hold too," He began tucking behind a piece of stray hair from Y/n's face. "What do you think about kids, sweetheart?" He asked.

The look of surprise on Y/n's face was what led to him asking Y/n if felt sick or something.

She shook her head. "No nothing. I-I like kids. Yeah. I love them," She hesitated.

"Y/n, baby something is wrong. I can tell that from your face. What's the matter?" He asked looking at Y/n waiting patiently for her to open up.

She began filling with the diamond plated engagement ring, a habit of hers she did when she was anxious. Hyunjin grabbed her hands softly, making her look at him. "Tell me. It's okay," He coaxed.

"I'm pregnant." She finally said after a long pause.

The news made hyunjin's hold on her hands loosen making her look up in horror. "...what?" He asked surprised, but no sign of anger.

"I'm pregnant, Hyunjin. Found out last week but was afraid to tell you."

He immediately pulled her in for an embrace, his face in the crook of her neck. "An entire week? Why were you afraid, my love?" He asked softly after they pulled away. "Afraid that I'd leave you even after everything we've been through?"

"No. Not that. I wasn't afraid of you leaving me, Hyun. I know you never will. But the fact is, right now, your career is at its peak and I don't wanna pull you back and be a burden."

Hyunjin held her face in both his hands gently shaking her. "Love, you can never be a burden for me," He kissed her on her temple. "You have no idea how happy I am Y/n. I'm the happiest man alive right now," He screamed jumping from the couch and twirling Y/n around but soon realizing what he did, he sat her down apologizing to Y/n. "I'm sorry, sorry. I have to be gentle. I forget."

His antics made Y/n laugh whole heartedly in a while. "It's not even two weeks, love!"

"Doesn't matter. I'll be more careful. Oh and no workout, no doing heavy work, no bending. I'll dodge cooking, laundry, cleaning everything. You just rest baby," He said kissing her softly.

And when realization hit him he smiled even wider if that was even possible. "At our wedding, our baby will be 1 year old! Perfect! If it's a girl we'll make her her own gown as well and if its a boy then I'll stand with him at the end of the alter, waiting for our precious momma," He smirked making Y/n blush. "Too quick, too quick."

After he calmed down a bit, Hyun pressed his head against Y/n's tummy, his hands hugging her waist. "No matter what happens, nothing can separate me from you and our precious little baby."

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#protecthyunjin #protectskz

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kittykatkatelol2 · 2 years ago

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"Angel" Rosekiller Oneshot

"Hey angel."

"Don't call me that."

"Why?"

"If I ever was an angel, which that in itself is doubtful, I would have fallen a long time ago."

Evan merely rolls his eyes.

"Whatever, B. You'll always be an angel to me."

"Yeah now I *know* something is wrong with you. No one would ever look at me and see an angel."

"Well *I* do. Isn't that enough proof for you?"

Barty gets quiet, he wasn't sure how best to respond to this. There was no comeback that came to mind.

"Ah, so you admit I'm right."

"Never said that."

"Oh, B, your silence was enough."

The two boys are quiet for a few minutes.

"Ev, why?"

"Why what, B?"

"Why do think so highly of me? Like I know I am a badass, but no sane person would ever date me."

"Since when have I been sane?"

"Good point, but seriously, what do you see in me? There is nothing beneficial towards you dating me. Maybe a good fucking every once and awhile, but that's it."

"One, it is not 'once in awhile', with how fucking horny we are? Its closer to nearly everyday of a good fucking. And two, the benefits of dating you is, I get to be with you; I get to wake up next to you, for you to be the first person I see and hear nearly every day. I get to be the bastard who gets to cuddle with Barty freaking Crouch Jr. The benefits are me getting to be with you, and us to be ourselves; its a lot more than a really good fuck."

Barty was speechless. He didn't know what to say to that. He never realized that Evan.. that Evan felt that way.

"You will always be an angel in my eyes, no matter how psychotic you become. I love you, B."

"You are such an idiot, but I love you too."

Barty pauses before continuing.

"You sure you're not just in it for the fucks?"

"Nah, but it is a *very* nice addition to the already amazing thing of getting to date you."

A little heat rose to Barty's face as Evan said this; which annoyed him because he wasn't supposed to get flustered, especially that easily.

"Shut up."

"Never, B."

Evan had the biggest smirk on his face as he pulled Barty onto his lap.

"I'll never shut up, especially when it comes to complimenting you, my angel."

[Word count: 382]

(A/N: wow that made me really happy to write lol- I did not mean to make it *that* long, but its done now :) )

#rosekiller #rosekiller microfic #barty x evan #evan x barty #barty crouch jr #evan rosier #rosekiller fic #dead gay wizards

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hellfiresushi · 4 years ago

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birthday on the dance floor !

pairing: druig x f!mortal!reader

summary: the eternals insisted on taking you partying to celebrate your birthday, however things take a turn when druig notices somebody flirting with you on the dance floor.

warnings: none, just lots of fluff, jealous druig & a bit of dance grinding (and implications of sex).

Music thudded against the walls of the bar which was littered with Eternals, all conversing amongst the humans like mundane people. Clinking drinks, throwing back shots and dancing to every song that blasted out of the crackly speakers by the DJ platform.

Thena, Gilgamesh and Phastos were seated at a table by the window, sipping cocktails together in deep conversation. Kingo had Karun following him around like a lost puppy with a film camera cradled to his chest on record.

Sersi, Sprite and Makkari were already on the dance floor, blending into the crowd of sweaty, swaying bodies, all grooving the rhythm of the music while Druig and Ikaris were stood by the bar, silently sipping their beers with observant eyes.

You emerged from the bathroom after doing your business and double checking your makeup, approaching the two men with a sweet smile.

You felt Druig’s arm sneak around your waist, “you alright, m’love?”

“Yeah, I’m good.” You replied, watching him eat from the half devoured packet of ready salted crisps he’d ordered alongside his beverage.

It amazed you how often that boy could eat. But most of all you found it endearing, and his handsome charm never faltered.

Smirking, you abruptly stole the bag from the bar, holding it between your own hands and feeding one to yourself. Druig flashed you a faux expression of offence, moving his arm up to hang around your shoulders where he had easier access to the snacks.

“I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone.” Ikaris flashed the couple a subtle wink, removing himself from their bubble to sit down alongside the other Eternals.

“Are you having a nice birthday?” Druig gazed down at you, fondly.

Yeah, so the Eternals hadn’t decided to come out dancing on a whim after a day defeating Deviants or anything. No, it was actually your birthday. You weren’t like them, you weren’t immortal, so every day of your life had to count.

You met Druig through your best friend, Sersi, back when the Deviants made a comeback, and you refused to stay out of the way while she and her ex (at the time) Ikaris, along with Sprite had planned to travel around the world in order to reunite their clan of superheroes and save the world.

Like Karun, you had tagged along on their dangerous and incredibly reckless journey, and it was by far the best decision you’d ever made. Sure, Kingo and the valet backed out right before the Emergence, but you planted yourself on that Domo and wouldn’t take no for an answer — even if it was for the sake of your own safety.

Looking back, Druig respected your bravery, even your stubbornness. The more time he’d spent with you, the fonder he became, and even he couldn’t face potentially losing you to Tiamut.

Minus some bruising here and there from your complete lack of combat experience, you were alive, and now after all this time, you were a part of their family.

So naturally, of course they had all insisted on a group night out to celebrate your birthday. It was nice to see them all back together after saving the planet and leaving once again to follow their own paths, though they made a strong point of keeping more in contact with one another.

Druig even decided to stay in London with you, instead of retreating back to the Amazon forest where he had been secluded for so many centuries. Now more than ever your relationship was at its peak.

“The best birthday.” You said in response to his question, head leant comfortably in the crook of his neck.

Setting the empty crisp packet back down on top of the bar, you rotated your body around slightly so instead of clinging to his side, you were face to face with your arms looped around his torso beneath the leather of his jacket.

He planted a soft kiss to your forehead, staring back into your large, doe eyes. You found yourself constantly getting lost in the glacier of his own.

“My beautiful Y/N.” His voice drawled affectionately, pulling you even closer if that was remotely possible. His nose brushed up against yours.

Your cheeks became inflamed. He never grew tired of seeing you become flustered after receiving a compliment from him. It’s like you were back in the crush stage of the relationship, where you would share longing stares from across the room and shy exchanges of inaudible sweet nothings.

Just as you brought your lips up to meet his, several pairs of arms tackled you from behind, tearing you away from the love of your life to spin you around.

“Time to dance.” Makkari signed, a film of sweat already glossing over her forehead from her own shenanigans.

Sersi nodded eagerly to her right, “c’mon birthday girl.”

You allowed yourself to be dragged away, throwing a pout over your shoulder at your boyfriend, who only shook his head and waved goodbye to you with a smirk.

The three of you weaved your way through intoxicated clubbers, finding a space on the dance floor that wasn’t too overly crowded.

“Where’s Sprite?” Your eyes searched around, questionably.

“She wandered off to play on the slot machines.” answered Sersi, already back to the dancing.

You raised your eyebrows in amusement, “isn’t she a bit young for gambling?”

“Kids.” Makkari signed, playfully rolling her eyes. All three of you giggled before embracing the song, when you found yourself getting twirled under their arms every so often.

As much as you were enjoying yourself, you did wish Druig had joined you on the dance floor. Granted, he wasn’t much of a social person, never mind a dancer, but seeing other couples dancing together did make you feel slightly envious.

Perhaps you just craved being in his presence 24/7. You couldn’t get enough of him. Of his smile, of his wit, of the way he always had to be linked to you somehow — whether it be holding hands, or embracing you from behind.

Somebody tapped your shoulder from behind. You span around to see a man who you hadn’t seen before. “Happy birthday!” He announced over the music, acknowledging the pink velvet tiara on your head reading happy birthday! with gold embellishments and little light up circles on top.

“Oh, thanks!” You returned a polite smile, still swaying left and right to the song.

Colourful lights reflected against the man’s ravenous irises, looking like he had so many things he wanted to say to you.

“Can I buy you a birthday drink?” He suggested, discretely scooting closer towards you to create the illusion that it was necessary in order for you to hear him over the speakers.

You weren’t sure what to say. You’d never been approached by somebody in a bar before. It was always something that happened to your friends, or in movies. But now it was finally happening, you weren’t available.

Not that you had any complaints.

“I’m good, thanks.” You replied.

Meanwhile from across the bar, Druig was squinting at you through the crowd of intoxicated mortals, no longer seeing you with Sersi and Makkari, but with an anonymous male.

He watched the way he leaned into your ear to talk to you, while you tucked a piece of hair behind your ear awkwardly. He knew you like the back of his hand now, and he could tell that you felt inclined to stay sincere to the stranger.

“Somebody’s getting jealous.” Kingo appeared out of nowhere, and Druig hadn’t even realised how hard he was squeezing the glass in his hand.

“Shut up, Kingo.”

“Go and dance with her!” Great, now Karun had inserted himself into the exchange.

Druig frowned grumpily, “no way.”

“Fine. Let her dance with that handsome stranger.” Kingo leant nonchalantly against the bar, muttering his drink order to the barman on the other side, who got to work right away.

“You are… what do the kids say nowadays… whipped, son.” Karun grinned from ear to ear like a cheeky little Cheshire Cat.

Druig rolled his eyes, gulping down the rest of his beer to avoid responding. His eyes remained on you, and it took every fibre of his being to refrain from commanding the man to piss off.

“Here,” Kingo handed the jealous mind-controller a shot glass. “Drink up!”

Without blinking, he threw it back, not wincing once at the burn of tequila slithering down his throat.

As you gazed around helplessly, your eyes met his, and that was all it took for him to stop being stubborn and he made his way towards you. Thunderous steps, shoulder bashing anybody who got in his way. He didn’t care about anything else in the world but getting to you.

As the scent of spiced leather entered your senses, you felt as if you could breathe again. Druig’s hand landed on the small of your back. He glared at the intrusive stranger.

“Sorry pal, she’s with me.”

“I’m sure the lady can speak for herself.” He remarked through folded arms.

“Can’t you take a hint? She ain’t interested.” Druig snapped, feeling your small hand on his chest.

“It’s okay, Dru.” You said calmly, and then turned back to the other man, “I’m really sorry, but I’m happily taken.”

“Whatever,” he huffs in return like a sore loser. “You weren’t worth it, anyway.”

Suddenly, his irises were glowing gold, and he raised his drink in the air, right above his head, before numbly dumping it all over himself.

Your jaw dropped and Druig smirked innocently like butter wouldn’t melt, despite his own shimmery eyes which quickly faded to blue.

“W—What the…?” The man shuffled uncomfortably, dripping from head to toe in booze. Sparing a mortified reaction to the couple, he rushed away, at last.

“I can’t believe you did that!” You giggled, twisting around to face Druig.

“You’re worth it, m’love.” He shrugs, taking your hand and twirling you under his arm before lifting his fingers up to straighten your tiara.

“Mhm, I love you.” Perching yourself up on your tiptoes, you press your lips against his, holding onto his open jacket.

“I love you so much more.”

He felt you exhale a hum of disagreement, which only urged him to deepen the kiss. Truly you would never know just how much he was in love with you. He wishes he could spend an eternity by your side, watching you grow and bloom as a person and in beauty.

Loving you forever.

But you didn’t have forever. So you both knew you had to embrace the now, and make the most of the time you had together.

“Now that you’re here…” a mischievous grin overtook your features as a new tune starts to play.

Druig struggled severely to take his eyes off the way your hips swayed to the beat, and the gleam of lust dancing around your eyes. You knew if he really didn’t want to stay on the dance floor with you he would’ve immediately took off.

But the truth was he didn’t want to. He wanted to be right here with you, in the moment. He despised dancing, but he’d end the world if it meant you were happy.

Biting his lip, he pried you closer, releasing your hand so you could turn around with your back to him. Calloused hands settled on your waist to guide your bottom up against his clothed crotch.

“Is this what you wanted? You naughty minx.” Druig’s lips fanned the shell of your ear, awaking a parade of goosebumps up the length of your neck.

“Oh I don’t know. I think you’re quite enjoying it.” You increased the pressure of your backside against his groin, every inch of him tightening and firming up inside his jeans.

“Continue like that and we might need to take a trip to the bathroom.”

Gasping, you lolled your head back onto his shoulder, laughing while he peppered open mouthed kisses around your jaw.

A nervous sense of excitement prickled at your insides as one of his hands trailed down further to ball up some of the rim of your dress.

“Druig—” your breath hitched in the back of your throat. He barely had to touch you to get you all worked up.

“It’s okay, darling,” he smoothed out the material and lovingly locked his arms around your waist. “Later.”

#marvel #eternals druig #druig x female reader #druig x you #druig imagine #druig fluff #eternals #the eternals #kingo #makkari #sersi #ikaris #mcu #sprite #thena #gilgamesh #barry keoghan #ajak

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