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The Lottery - Extra I

Read The Lottery here | ~2.5k words

From me: takes place within days of the last part (maybe even the next day?) I missed them; I know some of you did too 💕

Warnings: none, they're just going to love each other now (although FINE, maybe a TINY bit of angst)

Summary: One peach and one white chocolate chip pancakes with a side of Harry please. --Peach to Harry, probably, 24/7.

“Can I have one peach and one white chocolate chip pancake?” She batted those pretty eyelashes at him so excessively. Today wasn’t a reading day, so she was dressed in her normal clothes and yet Harry thought she still looked stunning. Not that it was particularly difficult to do so. She made the Cat in the Hat look good for God’s sake. Dressed as an elf made him have inappropriate thoughts. So a plain shirt tucked into jeans made him nearly lose his mind. The way she fluttered her lashes was downright sinful. She was so sweet it was nauseating.

And she was all his.

“No,” he rolled his eyes and headed toward the other end of the counter to pour coffee for another person.

She pouted. “Really? There’s no perks to this boyfriend thing at all?”

“Nope,” he shrugged a shoulder. But within seconds he placed her cold coffee in front of her. She reached over the counter for the plate of cream and sugar, but he smacked her hand gently. She sighed.

“What was the point,” she mumbled.

He rolled his eyes and leaned over the counter, cupped the side of her face, and kissed her forehead letting his lips linger there for a second. “So dramatic,” he muttered brushing his thumb over her cheek.

She smiled sweetly and sipped her coffee. Her face felt warm with the display of affection in front of everyone. She didn’t mind in the slightest but wasn’t sure how Harry would approach it.

Given the entirety of the regular breakfast diners watched their exchange, she thought he might not like all the attention. “It’s about time,” Alice sighed and sipped her coffee satisfied at last it seemed. She giggled at the older woman. “We were all beginning to lose hope,” Alice nodded knowingly and nearly everyone else in the diner responded with nods of agreement.

Harry ignored their teasing and headed back to the kitchen to make the love of his life the pancakes she so desired. But there was that twinge of a smile at the corner of his lips that felt so much harder to hide this morning. “Alice,” Ed rolled his eyes. “They’re kids, let them live.”

“Well, it’s obvious to anyone with eyes they belong together,” Alice grumbled to her husband. She laughed again as she took her notebook from her bag and settled it on the counter to make her list for the day. She glanced at Harry longingly as he hid in the back, only catching sight of his forearm as he worked at the grill. She wondered how he really felt about the attention. Would he be different? Was he okay with the spotlight back when he was young? She didn’t think he would change all that much and that was fine; he was exactly who she loved exactly as he was. She didn’t want him to think he had to change though.

But maybe he would smile more. He had a great smile, and the town deserved to see it, they probably missed it. She bet it reminded them of his mother and that had to be a treat for them. However, selfishly, part of her liked being the one that drew smiles out of him. Getting to enjoy his dimples in private.

Was he touching her because he felt like he had to? That was the last thing she wanted. She wanted Harry to be himself and nothing else. That was why she loved him.

“We like when Harry smiles like that,” Alice whispered loudly.

“Don’t get used to it, Alice,” Harry deadpanned from behind the kitchen wall.

She rolled her eyes. “Men are stubborn, Miss Peach,” Alice reminded her. “Even the cute ones that make you breakfast.”

“I agree,” she nodded as Harry returned with that heavy sigh of his; the very one that quite possibly made her fall in love with him and the very stool she sat on so many years ago. He settled the plate of pancakes in front of her (one of each of her favorites, of course, not that anyone could tell). He leaned over again and kissed her temple. “Extremely stubborn,” she said pointedly as she poured syrup onto her plate.

“M-hmm,” he hummed going around to the tables to refill coffees while she worked on her list. She pulled her phone out to check her calendar, examined her emails, and looked over her messages to see if there was anyone she needed to text. Which was probably plenty, actually. Bailey, Louis, and her family needed a message sharing the news. “Busy day?” He asked putting a hand on her lower back as he peered over her shoulder. She melted into the touch a bit, shifting ever so slightly to sink a bit into his hand.

“Think so,” she smiled. “Lucky me.”

“Mm...”

“Do you say anything besides mm and m-hmm, and nuh-uh.”

He shrugged. “Not really.”

She tilted her head up at him. “You don’t have to touch me if you don’t want to in public. I like it, but if it’s not your thing...”

Harry bent so his lips touched her ear, the hand at her back slid forward wrapping around her waist and he pulled her toward him to half-hug her as he spoke. “I like touching you very much, Peach. Don’t worry,” he assured her and pressed another kiss to her cheek. “S’easily going t’be m’new favorite thing,” blood rushed to her face, making her feel utterly warm all over. “Eat your pancakes, Peach. Y’got a busy day,” he reminded her with a squeeze and headed back to the kitchen to cook.

“Stubborn isn’t necessarily a bad thing, Alice,” she felt a bit flustered as she felt the gaze of her neighbors and friends all over her blushing face.

“Never said it was, Miss Peach.”

*

She missed him. If she stepped outside, she could probably see him in his diner, and yet, she still missed him. It was insane. She was craving him, and it felt nearly idiotic to feel such a way. There were kids at the table studying, there were people milling around for books, and she was sitting at the register trying to maintain her composure at how ridiculous she felt for missing Harry after a couple hours of being apart. She never missed him before, and it seemed silly to start now.

She would see him later, of course. They would order pizza or eat leftovers. There would be a movie or a show. Snuggles on the couch or and maybe she would make out with him. There was no reason to miss him when he was hardly far away.

Her phone vibrated. At the risk of sounding a little insane... I miss you.

Her heart burst. I thought I was going crazy. 😅 I miss you too

Good ❤️

I’ll come by after I close.

I might need a pick-me-up sooner than that. I’ll have to come in for coffee before I head home.

I’m walking across the square now.

She couldn’t stop the grin from spreading across her face as she looked up to see Harry carrying a coffee tumbler and a pastry bag. There was a small smile on his lips. Not the full blown smile she saw when he was alone or the one he always managed around Gemma, but the one she was sure the town knew. He was stunning and he was all hers.

She sighed with relief and met him outside because even the extra ten seconds it would have taken him to walk inside seemed ludicrous. Ten seconds she would never have again. Maybe it was because it had been so long without being a couple. Or because she was finally able to know and acknowledge what Harry had gone through to know life was incredibly short. She wasn’t wasting any additional time without the love of her life.

“Hi Peach,” he chuckled at her as she held the door open.

“Hi.”

He ducked his head to press a gentle kiss against her lips. “How’s your day?”

“Better,” she sighed.

He smirked, shaking his head. “Well, I gotta get back, but...”

She nodded. “Yeah.”

“See you later,” he grabbed her hand, squeezed it, and brought it to his lips. His eyes watched her the entire time and she felt so adored and loved by the emotion it seemed almost too intimate for the middle of her bookstore. But it was exactly what she needed to satisfy the craving of needing Harry. “Bye Peach.”

“Bye,” she smiled.

*

“Peach?” He called into her house.

“Out back!” She answered. Harry dropped his keys and a bag for overnight items in her front room. He made his way to her backyard. He found her between two trees, lounging in her hammock. She had a can of bug spray cradled beside her as well as a book, with a small light attached to the front cover and illuminating the page. “Hi baby,” she grinned as he approached. “Wanna lay with me?” She asked.

His heart skipped a beat. Yes, always. Every minute of every day. “Yeah,” he nodded.

She scooched slightly as best she could in the unsteady hammock and Harry fell in beside her. Carefully he coaxed his arm under her neck, and she turned slightly dropping her head to his bicep and she sighed contentedly. “M’gonna spray this, close your eyes and mouth,” she ordered.

He smiled and waited while the smell of bug spray settled over him. “How was work?” She asked.

“Good,” he shrugged. “Same as always.” She brought a hand to her necklace and pulled the charm along the chain for a moment. “Y’nervous?” He asked, bringing his fingers to her cheek and he skimmed his knuckle across her jaw.

“Why do you think I’m nervous?”

“You play with your necklace when you’re nervous.”

She tilted her head. “I didn’t know that,” she mumbled.

“Hmm,” he hummed. “It’s subconscious to touch the necklace I got you?” There was a smile in his voice that was a little hidden by the setting sun.

She snorted. “Wouldn’t peg you as the possessive type.”

There was no hiding the warmth of his beautiful smile at the sound of that. “For you, Peach? M’very possessive.”

“Good to know.”

“Why are y’nervous?”

“Do you remember the day Bodie broke up with me?” She asked.

He nodded. “I know y’were upset...but anytime y’broke up with someone made me happy.”

“Very kind of you,” she laughed.

“Possessive,” he repeated. “I remember.”

“Why were you upset?” She asked quietly.

He frowned. “Uh...”

“I guess you don’t have to tell me. It’s just I was thinking about how you said there’s not a lot of living here. Which I think is unmistakably wrong. There is so much life in this town and I love it so much but I worry that you’re going to continue thinking it’s not enough for me, because I know you. So I just want to know what about that day got you so sad that when some guy that doesn’t even matter anymore told me this place wasn’t everything—”

“S’the date m’mum died.”

Her voice died in her throat. “Oh,” she managed.

He smirked. “Sorry t’bring y’down. You asked.”

“You were so upset.”

“I missed you,” he shrugged. “Hadn’t seen y’much.”

“So... you’re not... not going to try and talk me out of this town?”

“Honestly, Peach. I’ll probably try t’convince y’to move away every day of our lives.”

She held his face in both her hands and pouted. “What if I don’t want to go?” She whispered.

“M’not going t’be very convincing,” he assured her with a grin and bumped her nose against his.

“You have the best smile, Harry Styles,” she sighed.

“S’for you, Peach. Y’brought it back to the surface,” he reminded her. “Did y’see the moon?” He asked pointing up. “Saw it on m’way over.”

It was the entire reason she was out there, but she was never going to tell Harry that ever. She would let him point out the moon every day of their lives because it was the sweetest thing in the world, and he was the only person in her life that cared to look for it on her behalf. “She’s so pretty, isn’t she.”

“Stunning,” he murmured but he was looking at her and kissing along the length of her hairline.

She laughed. “Harry,” she giggled. “I meant the moon.”

“Mmm... I love you,” he whispered.

She sighed deeply, her heart feeling so warm and so happy. It seemed unfair that they took all this time to get to here, but God did it feel worth it. “I love you,” she answered. Harry cupped her face and pressed a kiss on her mouth the way he imagined kissing her for the entire time he knew her. She tasted like syrup, and it had been over twelve hours since she ate pancakes. She was just that sweet. As much as she reminded him of the moon, she was warm like the sun, and he loved holding her so much. She was light, love, and simply perfect for him in every single way.

“M'a lucky guy, Peach,” he mumbled into her lips.

“Feeling is mutual,” she whispered back breathlessly.

There was a snap, and they were on the ground with a thud.

“Fuck!”

“Ow!”

“Jesus,” she hissed and then laughed. “That hurt.”

Harry laughed. “Are you alright?” He asked, turning on his side to look at her.

“I think my butt is going to bruise,” she giggled. “Are you alright?”

“M’hip is definitely going t’be sore, but m’fine,” he assured her.

They continued laughing at one another and the situation. The sound felt foreign to Harry and yet natural at the same time. It was a gorgeous sound, and she loved it so instantly that she wished she could record him and make it a ringtone every time he called and texted.

“You’re happy?” She asked once the sound of their laughter died long enough for her to speak.

Harry smiled and nodded. “God, Peach. Yeah. M’always happy around you.”

“Am I enough though?” She asked. Her voice sounded happy, positive. The way it always did. But it broke his heart to know she felt she had to ask.

Harry said he didn't hate the men she dated in the time he knew her, but right then he did. He hated every man that ever made her feel small. Hated the way they made her feel like she wasn't enough and that she was this burden or something. But he was so glad they felt that way because it led her right to him. “You’re more than I could ever imagine, Peach.”

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[sainz100]

moments from the Enchanté NYC pop-up ❤️

[muzzlemouths]

this thought popped into my head after reading chapter 3 aldjkfghd

GRIN WHEN I TELL YOU THIS MADE ME LAUGH UNTIL I CRIED

[aemondtargaryens]

CINÉMA PAR… SANDRINE KIBERLAIN 2019 — dir. Marie Sauvion, Lofti Bahmed

[molinaskies]

I Love You - Come With Me

(AO3)

There’s no me, anymore. In a way, there’s only Sonic the Hedgehog, and that hedgehog, somehow, isn’t me.

I keep telling myself that I’m zipping around the world with Amy because she needed a break and she wanted to get away from a desk and that all of this is for her, but is that entirely true? I guess it’s a symbiotic situation—it’s not like I’m not enjoying myself—but she needed this more than me... Right? ___

What if when Sonic asks Amy to go with him on an adventure, she says yes? They’ve always been inseparable kindred spirits, but what exactly makes their bond so unique, and where do they make each other stronger?

This is my Sonamy Thesis. This is that story.

Mild Language.

45K Words.

TAGS: romance, emotional hurt/comfort, friendship, action/adventure, angst with a happy ending, learning to love, world travel, best friends, friends to lovers, singing and guitars, exploration of Sonic's psyche, trauma, and experience as a hero, exploration of Amy's trauma and experience as a hero, Sonic the Hedgehog needs a hug, emotional growth, self-actualization, every ounce of potential Sonic and Amy have as a canon relationship (queer platonic and romantic), original characters (for world building), First Person POV, Sonic's POV.

(More cute art!)

[winds-of-zephyr416]

Melkor’s horrible pickup lines 2 electric boogaloo: The One That Worked.

Melkor: Heyyy Mairon, what did you make your fána out of? Copper(II) telluride?

Mairon: Hm, no, just the usual carbons and nitrogens and stuff. Why do you ask?

Melkor: Oh really? ‘Cause when I look at you, all I see is CuTe.

[sen-thebootmutt]

Hello, lovelies 💕

I hate to do this, but it’s been a pretty tough week, and I need some help.

Money is really tight right now. My husbutch and I have ~$70 to get us through the next week, and I’m not sure how we’re going to keep ourselves and our cat fed, my car running for work, and some minor bills paid.

Anything y’all could contribute would be a massive help. My CA and Venmo are both @ ser3nitycpt21, if you have anything to spare. Only need about $50-60.

GIF for attention. Thank you💕

[nordsea-horizons]

thank you for joining me on nixie for the summer fireworks show friends💕🥺✨

[lovely-love-angel]

Something I like to state is that personally, I don't think steel wool “doesn't care” about 3 star fam. They put their effort into creating those characters, and I won't accept anyone saying that “they didn't put love into those characters” just because they executed it badly. If you do something new for the first time, it's not perfect, and has many flaws. It doesn't mean that you didn't try nor put any love, sweat and effort into it. You're new to writing, or a new artist, and many people say that as a beginner artist, you should have your focus on one specific thing at a time to improve. I will just go and say that they either didn't, or couldn't, put their focus on one thing. Because they were excited. Which is understandable. You want to share your work as well, even if it has flaws. I understand that they are basically “serving” a huge franchise and fanbase, but It's still important that the fans themselves are understanding and supportive.

When you create your own AU, showcasing it as a fangame or a comic, you need to introduce a new character eventually. Not always, but for the plot to move forward, you need to push the characters to the side sometimes. This is fnaf everyone, the franchise is known for storytelling, the plot and its story. In the Scott era, new characters were introduced in each new game, yes the originals “Freddy, Bonnie, Chica and Foxy” were still there, but the toy animatronics are new characters nonetheless, and even so, Balloon Boy and Mangle were new characters too. Same as the story went on. We only found out that the Protagonist was mostly Michael Afton, around the end of the original era. That's why I want you to understand that steel wool isn't fully in control here. It might not even be their characters, if Scott came up with their designs and names in the beginning. They are just the artists, who execute the story, and even if they love 3 star fam, they need to work on the mimic with passion effort and care as well, to execute it well. They are new to this and they'll improve and learn, give them time. They can't satisfy everyone. But the mimic isn't even the only new character, we'll get Dollie and Jackie and many more.

I feel as if the fnaf community judges too fast. Every time they hate something, with the tiniest bit of information they have, they immediately overthink or overlook into it, making them view it negatively. Once time passes, the whole community changes their mind. Fnaf world was hated, but then it's accepted. Security Breach was heavily disliked, now it's heavily loved. The GGY book was disliked, but now everyone accepted it. Now, everyone seems to dislike Escape the Pizzaplex, and secret of the Mimic, before it even released! I see few people who are hyped, but then I see others react completely differently and even look down on the people who are optimistic and are looking forward to Secret of the Mimic. You have no idea how much I'm hoping that people won't go too hard on it.

You can only enjoy something, if you enter it with an open mind. If you start playing the game, through someone else's perspective (playthroughs) or you see people's opinion first before making your own, it alters your perspective and opinion, subconsciously, about that subject. I have heard many people say that they don't like Escape the Pizzaplex. And I'm not doubting them. But I want to read the book myself, without having others speak for me saying the same things they always say, which is that it was “executed badly”, that the “characters weren't written well” and that “it was disappointing”. Not everyone says this, but I've seen it around very frequently and it really ruins the positivity I usually feel, and this doesn't apply to me only. You know why? Because your expectations were most likely too high. It's understandable that you have high standards, but in the end, we are all human, right?

Help wanted, fnaf AR, security breach, RUIN, GGY, Escape the Pizzaplex... That was all for the 3 star fam + Cassie. Now, they enter a new character arc, because the character has been introduced and will become relevant in the future. What does that mean? They need to build up the character just like they did with Vanessa, Gregory, Freddy and Cassie.

I'm not a big fan of the Mimic myself. But I do look forward to secret of the Mimic. I believe it will be good, and I don't want my opinion changed on that. I'm definitely supporting Steel wool, because you shouldn't just see them as tools for the art and products they create, you should love them as people. They love these characters as well, but they have to move on and proceed with the story.

You have lives outside of fnaf. Other fandoms. So it's alright to kill some time and come back with a fresh opinion and mindset. I see positivity, but so much negativity as well. Of course it's to keep things balanced, but the negativity is genuinely wearing me down sometimes and many people I've talked to in the fandom. So make sure to take a break, or a few hours even, just to breath and do something else. Again, you can make your own content while we wait, you have your own life and content. But you can't expect a company, with over thousands of fans, to make everyone happy. Yes, sometimes the majority isn't satisfied, which is a great example with secret of the Mimic. But we all know, we have to go through this, and even if we don't like it at first glance... We might change our mind as we always have. We barely know where the story is going, and yet we still judge. It will make more sense in the future.

Imagine you have an awesome idea, but you don't have the skill, experience or knowledge to execute it. But you love it so much, you want to share, so you do. Now, you see that everyone seems to love it, so of course you continue. But eventually, people start complaining about the flaws, that you never took notice of, because you are learning and aren't a professional. You continue, because even though they complain, they just want to help, right? You'll learn from those mistakes. But there's always room for mistakes, and people keep spotting them. Some point them out nicely, but some are far harsher. As years pass, wouldn't that tire you out?

Everyone experienced writers block, or art block, correct? You feel unmotivated, and can't create anything creative. Imagine that happens with steel wool. They can't just say “We're taking a break” and call it a day to over thousands of fans, especially when half of them aren't fond of the company, nor their creations yet. Their trying, and I believe 100% that they are learning. You went with Scott through the original era. To it's ups and downs. Now you have to do the same thing with steel wool. Guide them through this journey and stay loyal, theorists!

Reblogs would be greatly appreciated to increase the chance of finding this post!

[themissingmango]

Heyllo 😘

Plane Art Idea: a flying plane writing a message in the sky? [With or without mountain background]

Also, Megan, go for it and launch yourself into the TGBB challenge. 😘

Such a lovely idea that I wanted to save it for a Monday! Thank you, red!! 💖☺️ I’m looking forward to drawing for the Big Bang and, as you already know, I’ll be working on my own fic in the same time frame. I’ve really gotta get cracking on that actually 😅

[sainz100]

2024 Hungarian GP | x (edited)

[yeosin-n]

Obsessed with Cadet, he’s the lil babygirl and here’s a doodle i made of him and my oc

😭😭😭💗💕💗💕OUGGGHGHGH SO HAPPY TO HEAR TYSM !!!!! 💗💕💗💕

[elitadream]

❗️Important announcement❗️

Hello everyone! 😁 January is finally here, and this is very exciting news for me because I'm going to New Zealand!!! 🤩✈️ It's a huge trip that I've been planning for a whole year now. It will be the first time I ever take the plane. The first time I visit another country in years. The first time I travel so far away from home! And what's more, this will be the longest trip in my life. Over a month. I can hardly wrap my head around it still! 🤯🗓

I've also had some time to reflect, and... I've decided to use this opportunity to step back and go offline for a bit. 🌱 I wanted to tell you about this sooner, and I apologize for how sudden this probably is for most of you. I promise that I'm alright and doing this with a peaceful mindset! Although- I'm a bit sad at the thought that we won't see or hear from each other for a while. 🥺 It's a bittersweet feeling, but at the same time, I'm sure the temporary change of pace will be a good thing. Lately I've been feeling the need to take a break from social media again, and the timing is perfect. I'm ready. 🤲💫

To my lovely friends and followers here: I hope you will all have a great time these next few weeks. I hope the beginning of 2024 will treat you well and that you will get to experience new and exciting things. Wishing you lots of inspiration, fun projects and plenty of fascinating conversations until I return. 🙏🥰

Take care, everyone! I will miss you dearly. 🫂💗 Thank you, and I love you all,

- elita 🌸

[brigoshark]

Commission! Keep reading for zooms UvU

[i-really-like-phrogs]

Hey! Heard it's someone's birthday!! I baked you a cake!!

I swear it's edible-

Thank you, oh thank you, thank you! I’m so utterly delighted you stopped by, thank you for the birthday wishes!

I’ll just make sure to uh… Lysol that down before someone tries to eat it. (Perhaps someone left it out in the rain… but didn’t it take so long to bake?)

[ssmygiftexchange]

I just wanted to thank you.

You put so much effort organizing the exchange and so far it has been wonderful. It really made me feel the joy of exchanging gifts.

thank you so much for you message! this means a lot as it's my first time organizing an event like this. i'm so thankful that people were on board and it's been an absolute delight seeing all the creations so far!! 🥰