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karigan117 · 3 months

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Rutger McGroarty

This is my first Fan fiction, so please don’t make fun of me 🙏😄

Contains: fluff, kind of an awkward reader, suggesting sex, and a cute Rutger!

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You meet Rutger at a hockey game in your home town and things… escalate.

The college you were going to next year’s hockey season was coming to an end, and they were playing your favorite hockey team. Umich Wolverines. You and your best friend were recently obsessed with Rutger Mcgroarty and Ethan Edwards, so when you two heard the news; you knew you had to go.

The both of you couldn’t wait until the game and finally the day had come. Now it’s 2 am, and you and your best friend are sitting in the bleachers, dressed head to toe in Michigan colors, waiting for your boys to come out on the ice for the last period. There were 10 minutes left until period 3, and you really had to go to the bathroom. Your best friend didn’t have to go, so you said you’d meet her when you came back.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you”.

“I’ll be fine. We can’t lose our spot.”

She nodded her head, and you hurried off the bleachers and went down the stairs to where the bathrooms were. This was the rink you had come to to ice skate for fun on weekends and also the part of the rink where the team would come in and exit out of. You went to the bathroom and then made your way to the concession stand to get some hot chocolate. Why not?

You rested your head on your arm and looked around while you waited for your drink, when you spotted a boy coming out of the bathroom. Holy shit. It wasn’t just any boy. It was Rutger Mcgroarty.

You turned around, putting your hand over your mouth trying to keep composure, but you definitely weren’t — and he noticed.

The concession man handed you your coffee, and you grabbed it, but your hands were shaking so hard that you dropped it. “Oh shit, I’m so sorry.” Your face went red in embarrassment. You grabbed paper towels from the dispenser sitting in the left corner and started to clean up the spill.

“That’s probably my fault”, a man beside you said laughing. You looked up and saw the familiar sweaty face and brown hair. Your mouth dropped.

“One more hot chocolate for… her”, he said turning towards you, “and a water for me”.

“H-hi”, you spit out nervously. “Hello.” He grabbed some more paper towels and cleaned up the rest of the hot chocolate. “Thank you.”

“No problem. What’s your name?”

“Y/n.”

“That’s a really pretty name. Nice to meet you y/n.”

“Very nice to meet you too”, you said a little too excitedly.

He laughed. The man handed you your hot chocolate again and gave Rutger his water.

“That’ll be $5”, the man said. Rutger took out some money from his pocket, which you didn’t even know he had (he was wearing his hockey jersey and shorts) and handed the man the money.

“Thanks”, you said sympathetically.

“Of course.”

He opened his mouth, looking hesitant and then he said, “Would you want to come see the locker room. We have free jerseys we’re handing out. I could give you one.”

“Ummm yea! I would love to.”

“Okay”, he smiled looking excited. He walked down the hallway by the bathroom and opened a door to the locker room. No one was in there, except for you two, and that made you nervous.

Rutger walked to a table and grabbed one of the jerseys handing it to you.

“Could I get one for my friend too?”, you said looking at him with hopeful eyes. He couldn’t reject you when you looked like that.

“Oh yea, of course”, he said half grinning; that grin you wanted to kiss right now. He turned around, took another one off the table and handed it to you.

“Could you sign them? Please.” He laughed at your requests and went to go find a marker. When he found one he came back up to you and signed both of them. You smiled down at them, bubbling with excitement — and when you looked back at him, he had that same smile plastered across his face looking at you. At you.

“Why don’t you put it on?”, he said hesitantly.

“Right now? Like right now in front of… you”.

“Yea”, he eyed you up and down.

“Okay…”.

You decided to just put it over your sweatshirt — but then you didn’t like the way it felt. It was too hot. So you took off the jersey and you decided to be risky.

You took off your shirt, showing your bra and slipped the jersey back on. Rutger’s mouth was open, and when he noticed you were looking at him, he closed it shut. He cleared his throat.

“It looks good on you”, he said before smiling. You blushed.

“I’m gonna be honest, I came over to you because I thought you were pretty.”

“Me? You thought I was pretty?”

“Yea. Why? Is that hard to believe?”

“I guess so. I mean you’re my celebrity crush.”

He laughed at that. “I wouldn’t say celebrity, but thank you.” You internally rolled your eyes. Humble boy.

“Well you’re a well known hockey player and so many girls want you… so yea, it’s hard to believe.”

He started getting closer to you. Your breathing hitched. What time is it? “Well you better believe it”, he whispered. Shouldn’t he be playing again by now? He rested his hand on your face. Your friend was definitely wondering where you were. But as soon as his lips touched yours, you didn’t care… about any of it. All you cared about was Rutger and where his lips were and what his hands were doing and about twenty minutes later (you definitely didn’t know), the both of you left the locker room, cheeks red, hair messy, and stumbling to where you needed to be.

You climbed back over to your seat by your friend and handed her her New Jersey. “Look what I got us!”

Her mouth dropped.

“Where did you get these?!”

“I’ll tell you later”.

“Where the fuck were you though? Did you have to shit or something? The game is almost over. Also I couldn’t see Rutger anywhere, so I don’t know where he is.”

A few seconds later she spotted him and then turned and looked at you. She examined the pink in your cheeks and the state of your hair, and you saw the sparkle in her eyes when she put two and two together.

Her eyes widened. “Oh my god! What did you do?”

You started smiling and her mouth dropped. “Wait, oh my god!”

“Did you hook up with Rutger Mcgroarty?”, she whispered, barely believing these words were coming out of her mouth.

You started smiling again. “Yes!!” You started jumping up and down, you couldn’t contain your excitement. She jumped with you.

You looked down at the ice. There were 5 seconds left, and right before the buzzer sounded… Michigan scored a point, winning the game, and it was made by number two.

Everyone screamed and you hugged your friend, overwhelmed by everything that just happened tonight.

#rutger mcgroarty #ethan edwards #umich hockey #hockey

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crackshipparadise · 4 months

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Until I Found You Chap. 5

((Posting the entire story like this now instead of links! If you wanna read chapters 1-4 click here!!!))

Happy New Years!!

Here is more of my lovely crackship for you all to start off the new year!

So, I did see the prologue and Episode 1 for WTDW Season 2 and I had to change a few ideas that focused around Norman. I won’t say till we introduce him, physically, but yeah how I portrayed him in Chapter 2 would have to be re-written or explained in a future chapter.

All I can say is, Sara is living the trope of a protagonist falling in love with a childhood friend (Norman) and the mysterious/bad boy (Artemis/Moonjumper).

Big thanks to @gigilefache for being my beta reader!

Enjoy!

On Friday afternoon, Artemis parked in front of Dreamworld Entertainment and smiled looking at his niece in the backseat. “Well Hayley, we’re here!” Artemis announced.

Hayley had brown hair tied into a ponytail with a yellow ribbon, blue eyes, and wore a yellow and white jacket over a purple t-shirt, black jeans, and brown sneakers. She smiled looking at the window and quickly got out of the car.

“I can’t believe I’m finally going to Dreamworld!” Artemis’s niece beamed in excitement.

Artemis chuckled as he got out of the car, but before he could take a hold of his niece’s hand, Hayley bolted inside the facility.

Inside, Wiatt was setting up Halloween decorations when suddenly the door bolted open and he ended up losing his balance, only to hang onto the decorations for dear life.

Artemis soon followed after his niece, ignoring Wiatt who was struggling not to fall to his death. “Hayley, don’t run off like that!” He yelled.

“Sorry, Uncle Artie!” Hayley replied, giggling.

“H-Hey! A little help!” Wiatt called out.

Artemis and Hayley turned to see Wiatt hanging on to a banner for dear life. “How’s it hanging, Wiatt?” Artemis asked.

Wiatt glared, however, as much as he wanted to curse at him, he saw that Artemis had a kid. “Ha, ha, very funny.” He replied. He tried to use his feet to get on the ladder again, but it was too far away from him.

Hayley saw Wiatt needed help and went over to drag the ladder to him. Feeling his foot touch the ladder, Wiatt was able to steady himself using the banner and wall as a balance.

“Thank you.” Wiatt said, giving a sigh.

“You’re welcome!” Hayley replied.

“Waitt, meet my niece, Hayley.” Artemis said.

“Hi there!” Hayley beamed waving to the mechanic.

Wiatt gave a light chuckle and waved back, “hi.” He replied.

“Wiatt, do you know if Sara is in today?” Artemis asked.

“She is! She's in a meeting with Lewis and Oliver, so I wouldn’t bother them right now.” Wiatt replied as he continued setting up the decorations.

Artemis and Hayley looked at each other before giving a smug smile. “Okay. Come on Hayley, let's go see my friend.”

Wiatt’s eyes widened seeing Artemis and Hayley walking towards the Employee Only entrance.

“W-Wait! Hold on!” Wiatt yelled. “I said you can’t bother them right now!” He groaned seeing Artemis nearing the door and not listening to him.

Just before Artemis opened the door, the founder trio opened it themselves, having been done with their meeting, and wanting to check on the workers and guests at the facility. Sara froze in shock seeing Artemis was here, earlier as usual.

“Oh! Y-You’re here.” Sara said, stuttering a bit.

“As I promised.” Artemis replied with a smile.

Sara smiled back and looked at Hayley, “is this your niece?” She asked.

Artemis nodded, “this is Hayley. Hayley, this is my friend, Sara.”

“Nice to meet you, Miss Sara!” Hayley beamed.

Sara chuckled, “She’s so cute!” She commented.

Hayley giggled, “thank you.” She replied.

Sara and Artemis giggled and smiled at each other. Seeing the two wanted to talk alone, Lewis decided to speak up.

“If it's okay with you, darling, may Oliver and I show Hayley around the facility?” Lewis asked.

“Oh! O-Of course.” Artemis smiled, giving a slight blush. Sara was the same, nodding as well.

“Y-Yeah, uh… Artemis come with me.” Sara stuttered as she took his hand. The two looked down and pulled their hands away, blushing harder.

Hayley’s eyes widened as she gave a smug smile. “Ooooh.” She commented. The adults turned towards the kid as Artemis gave a nervous chuckle. He quickly left with Sara to her office for alone time.

Hayley chuckled seeing her uncle in love as Lewis and Oliver began to give the young girl a tour.

Once at Sara’s office, Artemis and Sara breathed in relief as they were able to escape the embarrassment. “Sorry about that. Hayley has a unique personality.” Artemis said.

“It’s fine.” Sara reassured him. “She’s very sweet.”

“She is. It’s funny how she went from a shy little girl to someone open, quirky, and silly as she calls it.” Artemis explained.

Sara giggled in reply.

Artemis sat down and smiled staring into Sara’s eyes. “So… getting ready for Halloween?” He asked.

Sara sighed, “well, sorta…” she replied.

Artemis frowned, “what’s wrong?” He asked. “You work at an entertainment facility! It’s got to be fun!”

“It is. Every month Lewis, Oliver and I come up with ideas for what fun events should take place here. Lewis and Oliver decided to hold a Halloween masquerade ball.” Sara explained.

“That sounds fun!” Artemis exclaimed, but saw Sara was still sad. “Uh, you look bothered, is anything wrong?”

“Well…” Sara paused before taking a deep breath. “I’m not mad about the event, it’s just that Lewis wants this to be a masquerade ball and I’m not good at dancing.” She admitted.

Artemis gave a light chuckle, “that’s not true, everyone knows how to dance!” He exclaimed.

“Not me!” Sara exclaimed. She paused knowing it was a little lie, “W-Well I know how to dance, but like line dancing and just having fun, not ballroom dancing.”

Artemis gave a smug smile and put his hand on Sara’s shoulder. “Well look no further, because I can teach you.” He revealed.

Sara blushed and looked at Artemis in shock. As much as she would love some dance lessons, the thought of it feeling like it’s a fairytale made her blush again.

“N-No that’s fine!” Sara stuttered, turning away to hide her blush.

“You sure?” Artemis asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Y-Yeah!” Sara replied.

Artemis smirked and sighed, “alright I won’t push it.”

Sara sighed and smiled, “thanks.”

Artemis smiled, but he still wasn’t done teasing his friend yet. “So, if you're not into ballroom dancing, what about dresses?” He asked.

Sara groaned as she slammed her head on the desk. “Don’t get me started.” She muffled.

Artemis gave a chuckle, hearing dresses clearly weren’t Sara’s thing. He then looked at the photos on Sara’s desk, and saw one of a young man with blonde hair with his arm around her. “Hey, Sara.”

“What?” Sara asked, her face still covered.

“Who is this handsome man with you?” He asked.

Sara looked up and her eyes widened seeing Artemis looking at the photo of her and Norman. “Oh!” She exclaimed. “That’s Norman, he’s…an old friend.”

“An old boyfriend or just a friend?” Artemis questioned.

“Friend, but he always saw me as his girlfriend.” Sara replied.

Artemis understood, and put the photo down. He was about to ask, but Sara interrupted him.

“We didn’t date. He just had a crush on me, that's all.” Sara explained.

Artemis gave a sigh, but he had one more awkward question to ask. “So do you see me as a friend?” He asked.

Sara felt the blush coming back, as anxiety ran through her. “W-Well! I-I mean we just met so…y-yeah.” Sara stuttered.

That’s your response Sara! You're stupid! Of course you want to see him more as a friend! Sara thought to herself.

Artemis smiled, “I’m glad. I see you as a friend too.” He replied.

Sara smiled, that’s a relief. I guess. Glad I didn’t say I love him at that point, She thought to herself.

I think I played it safe by calling her friend. Artemis thought to himself.

What the two didn’t know was Masquerade was watching their conversation. He rolled his eyes before leaving the employee’s only area.

Meanwhile, Hayley was playing some arcade games at the Arcadescape after her tour. While she played, Mimic and Melody were watching the young girl as Masquerade came by checking on his siblings.

“So how are you enjoying your time here, Hayley?” Masquerade asked.

“It’s great! I’ve been wanting to come here for a long time now!” Hayley beamed.

“Masquerade, Hayley is amazing at this game! She’s about to beat Ben’s high score!” Mimic beamed.

Hayley smiled proudly. She then looked around to make sure no one was listening. “So what did my Uncle talk about with Sara?” She whispered to Masquerade.

Masquerade sighed, “Sara talked about the Halloween masquerade ball, your uncle asked if she sees him as a friend and she said yes, and your uncle replied he sees her as a friend too.” He listed.

Hayley groaned in frustration. “Not again. He’s always like this, he finds someone, says they're friends, and then the person they crushed on gets married to someone else!”

Mimic chuckled, “wow you really want your uncle to not be lonely!” He beamed.

“It’s not that. I can sense feelings a mile away, and I can sense my love meters are going strong!” Hayley beamed. She then saw the “Employee’s only door and smirked, “I just have to break the ice.” Hayley said.

The triplets smirked and decided to help Hayley with her mission. With everyone distracted the triplets went to the Employee’s Only door and ushered Hayley in. Once inside the triplets took Hayley to where Sara and Artemis are located.

“In here.” Mimic said. The triplets and Hayley looked through the door and saw Sara and Artemis talking and laughing with each other.

Hayley chuckled, “I knew it.” She said.

“You can sense it from here?” Mimic asked.

Hayley nodded, “I told you, I can sense it!” She exclaimed as she made beeping noises.

The triplets giggled, enjoying Hayley’s personality. However, their giggling stopped as they froze in fear.

Behind them, was Sara and Artemis crossing their arms seeing the kids sneaking into the employee’s only area.

Hayley stopped laughing and turned around, shocked. She then gave a sheepish smile and chuckle seeing they’ve been caught.

“H-Hi Uncle Artemis.” Hayley sheepishly said.

Artemis sighed and rolled his eyes as he carried his niece, which made her giggle. “I’m so sorry, my niece here loves to be sneaky! It happens a lot!” He explained.

Sara chuckled, “it’s fine. My co-workers bring their kids and their siblings here.” She explained, reassuring him.

Artemis smiled, but not before looking down to see Hayley giving him a smug smile. He gave a nervous chuckle, “w-well you must be hungry! C-Come on let’s get something to eat!”

“Well we got food here. I’ll treat you guys.” Sara said.

“Are you sure?” Artemis asked.

Sara nodded, “you got those books for me, it’s the least I can do.”

Artemis smiled, “alright, but just so you know I've got to pay you back for this!”

“We’ll see.” Sara replied.

As she walked off, Artemis smiled and followed his friend out of the employee’s area. The triplets blinked and looked at each other and smiled seeing that Hayley was right, Sara was in love.

In the lobby, Artemis and Hayley sat down as Sara brought over pepperoni pizza for the three of them. “Alright, here you guys go!” Sara exclaimed.

Hayley clapped, and was ready to grab some pizza. However, Artemis stopped her, “what do we say?” He asked.

Hayley sighed, “thank you Miss Sara.” She said, politely.

Artemis smiled, “good, now you can grab a slice.” He said.

Hayley smiled and took a slice of pepperoni pizza and took a bite of it. “It’s so good!” She beamed.

“Glad you like it! It’s Oliver’s secret recipe!” Sara beamed, taking a slice of pizza for herself.

Artemis took a slice and his niece was right, it was good. “I’m guessing how the food was made was your friend’s recipes?” He asked.

“Yep, food was an afterthought, and luckily Oliver knew how to cook and we got these amazing meals!” Sara answered.

Artemis chuckled and smiled lovingly at Sara. The latter blinked and smiled too as she nervously drank her soda.

Hayley looked at her uncle and his friend, and decided to drop it on her uncle, “so, are you sure you're not my Uncle’s girlfriend?” She asked, giving a smug smile.

Sara’s eyes widened as she spit out her soda, not knowing it hit her co-worker, Hayden, who was sitting down with his other co-workers. She coughed trying to apologize for what she did, while Artemis sat down there embarrassed at what his niece just said.

“H-Hayley you don’t just drop that on someone!” Artemis yelled.

Hayley chuckled before eating more of her pizza. Artemis sighed knowing Hayley wouldn’t care.

“You okay?” Artemis asked.

“I-I’m fine!” Sara coughed, “I’m fine!”

Artemis went over to Sara and rubbed her back. She looked up and smiled.

Inside the vents, Winnie watched the whole event play out and chuckled. “Perfect.” He said, his eyes glaring at Hayley.

#a hat in time #ahit #welcome to dreamworld #wtdw #covetmoon #crossover crack ship #crackship #wtdw sara #ahit moonjumper #ahit hat kid #wtdw lewis #wtdw oliver #wtdw triplets

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absolutebl · 2 years

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This Week In BL - Japan is BRINGING IT

June 2022 Wk 2

Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. Organized by which ones (in each category) I’m enjoying the most.

Ongoing Series - Thai

Triage (AISplay Mon) Ep 7- This ep was mostly to give movement to the romance plot and since (oddly for me) that’s the bit I find the least engaging I wasn’t as wild about this installment. Next week looks VERY dramatic tho.

Check Out (IQIYI Sat) Ep 1 - This season’s messy gays be messy series! I gotta say I love the intro credits on this one: character + actor names. I need that in all my BL. Our leads are Nine (Chahub) and Daonuea (Best). (My boy Plustor is coming too!) So Daonuea is pining for the boy who ghosted him after a hot fling AND a boss/ex/cheater that wants to date him again. Of course boss & fling turn out to know each other. Best is GOOD. I like an office setting but I’m not wild about the execution here. But the messy exes drama is relatable and fun/different. Captions are quite poor.

KinnPorsche (iQIYI Sat) Ep 10 - Well KimChay moved fast. Meanwhile Kinn’s bodyguards are all pretty naff, letting Tawan get away. The traitor(s) = no particular surprise. Oo death! Also dumb crazy drama gay, but whatevs. I’m mad that everyone looked for Porsche but no one looks for Pete? I guess it’s good to be the boss’s f-toy. Oh, I’m salty abotu this show. Sigh. At least it was an exciting ep?

Sky in Your Heart (Fri YouTube) Ep 2 - It’s perfectly serviceable. I’m not wowed by the chemistry but it’s fine.

My Secret Love (YouTube Sat) Ep 3 - Fake relationship is a go and watching them lampoon BL tropes is kind of fun. No screen caps because, you know, fakel but they covered (deep breath): head in lap, picnic, feeding, back hug, movie date, sharing earbuds, and library assignation. Just because I am having a really hard time keeping this straight (pun intended) here is the character breakdown (aside from the leads): campus star = P’Tim (he comes with portable adorable bestie); pair in the 7 year relationship = P’Park & Lee (who switched departments) - they use rao/ter with each other (cutesy). Everyone else = unimportant.

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

To My Star (Korea Viki) Ep 1-2 - YES FINE I’m watching it. I said I was gonna wait but... I CAN’T. OMG I’m so scared. The doorway being used for transition shots between past| |present was very clever. Also my goodness I almost forgot what really good acting looked like in BL! The year separation after a break up is a classic Korean drama plot point that usually comes at the end of a show, not the beginning. It’s going to be interesting and bumpy to watch them deal with this reverse plotting. They better come up with a really good justification for Ji Woo leaving and being that cruel or heads will ROLL. Also, that better be his sister and not an ex girlfriend, I have it up the here with faen fatales. Please don’t betray our trust Hwang Da Seul.

Love in Spring (Korea grey) Ep 5-8 - I love to see a brushing hair trope (in a way I don’t love the usual hair dry trope we get in BL). I have no idea why. Also we had an example of the boy protecting “the girl’s” reputation with fisticuffs. This story reminds me a little of those girl disguised as a boy host club shows we got from Japan for a while – same kind of comedy that is a little beyond my ken and slightly jarring. At ep 7 it finally got good as the leads develop a genuine friendship. The snake thing was odd though. To be fair there’s a lot of odd in the show. I’m enjoying the tension and liking it more each ep.

Plus & Minus (Taiwan Viki *rec* & GaGa Fri) Ep 10 - The dreaded unnecessary break up. At least we understand the bar owner’s motivations. I don’t know where I am with this show now, but I do like that its general assumption is that everyone is at least a little bit bi, and since I too like to give everyone the benefit of the doubt, I’m not opposed to seeing it on screen.

Want to See You (Vietnam YouTube) Ep 1 - Boy likes his baths, that’s for certain. Standard psycho female character and a basic but uncommon servant/master set up. I’m getting Jane Eyre or something. Nice kisses already but this is no Mr. Cinderella. (The bar has been set, VBL, now I know what you can do.)

Getaway (Singapore Mon YouTube) Ep 2-3 - Look, I’m the first to admit that there’s a lot of bad and awkward acting in this genre, but for some reason… it feels a lot worse in English. I like how unabashedly gay this show is but (how do I put this nicely?) if I’m gonna watch English language gay-vacay shizz – I’d rather watch Fire Island. Still, as one might expect, the heat execution is good (Taiwan still holds the crown, tho).

BLs That Finished this week!

Dear Doctor, I'm Coming for Soul (iQIYI Weds) Ep 12fin - I was mixed over the sides, but in the end, they were a cute couple (weird kisses thing notwithstanding). This show had a very Korean style unnecessary-separation in the last ep. But I guess I’m used to that now. Are KarnNat the best Thai origin couple at domesticity? Seems like. The show’s ending reminded me A LOT of Love: Life on the Line (Director’s Cut) so if you like that you’ll like this one, but it’s not strictly HEA. I thought it suited the narrative so I’m not mad. But I’m not sure I’ll ever rewatch it either. Like Peach of Time, everything was set up for us, so the end wasn’t surprising and it managed to be substantially happier than Peach or Grey Rainbow (shudder). So maybe I rate it higher because it could have been a lot worse? ARGH. Decisions. 7/10 RECOMMENDED WITH RESERVATIONS Full review here.

Close Friend 2 (Viki Thur) Ep 6fin - I liked the dealing with celebrityhood and fandom storyline, although I thought it was too generous to those fans. But in the end this is, like the first installment, fine but forgettable. I did like the breaking the fourth wall and mentioning each other‘s projects at the end. That was fun insider trading. (I guess we get a season 3 featuring DunBas, not my favorite. Shrug.) Anygay, both pairs did well but in terms of content and story, I wasn’t wowed. 6/10 WORTH WATCHING BUT FLAWED

Fukou-kun wa Kiss Suru Shikanai! AKA Mr Unlucky Has No Choice But to Kiss! (Japan GaGa *rec* & Viki Fri) Ep 8fin - since this is in the My Love Mix-Up vein of JBL, I was not expecting a final kiss. I consider us lucky that we got the launch kiss, quite frankly. That didn’t stop me from being a touch disappointed, but the final boyfriends cuteness wrestling in bed (VERY Cherry Magic of them) was perfectly serviceable. A solid little JBL. 8/10 RECOMMENDED

Gossip

I still can’t believe they’re allowing it but it really does seem like Korea is bringing us A Shoulder To Cry On starring Jaehan (oldest) & Yechan (maknae) BOTH from Kpop group OMEGA X. Enemies to lovers, school set, 12 eps, due out in the fall.

Also in Korea announced adaptation of Lily's comic Heesu in Class 2 . About a shy unpopular boy with a secret crush on best friend. Looks pretty pat but I’m always open to KBL school-set stuff.

Japan announced BL adaptation of Minamoto Kazuki's comic: Kabesaa Doujin Sakka no Neko Yashiki-kun wa Shounin Yokkyuu wo Kojirasete iru starring Matsuoka Koudai (I know him from Five) and Nakao Masaki (Kakafukaka, Bow Then Kiss - he’s a BIG DEAL ya’ll) slated to be released in October. (source) The description from Crunchyroll is up on MDL but it’s incomprehensible.

Cambodia released a trailer of upcoming Khmer BL មើលបានហាមសម្លឹង AKA Eye Contact. We are in “don’t bet on it happening (or finishing)” territory.

New Thai drama My Coach seems to have a BL side plot.

Art Adore En got a trailer. Country boy studying at a university in Bangkok catches the eye of his senior.

2 Moons 3: The Ambassador announced a cast. That came out of nowhere.

PRIDE!

This is one of those times that I really wish I read Thai and could confirm it, but Thai BL actor Copter Panuwat seems to have come out as non-binary. Copter has always been super supportive since the 2 Moons days. Someone at MDL is ON IT and has updated Copter’s profile to they/them in the bio section, even if the MDL system doesn’t offer it as an option (someone oughta change the back end code on that).

No matter what, happy pride!

In Case You Missed It

Korean BL Blueming is getting a movie version. Since this aired on iQIYI not Viki, not sure if inter fans will get to see it.

iQIYI has picked up SantaEarth’s friends-to-lovers (possibly sad) BL My Only 12% from Wabi Sabi, coming late summer.

Japan is airing a BL comedy-drama adaptation of Naruko's Fudanshi Bartender no Tashinami AKA Accomplishment of Fudanshi Bartender streaming on FOD. About a fancy pants bartender who is secretly a nerdy BL fan.

3 BLs have been submitted for consideration to the Seoul International Drama Awards 2022: Semantic Error (Korea), I Promised You The Moon (Thailand), and My Beautiful Man (Japan).

The boys from Kissable Lips are pair branding. (They are rumored to have a new series The Circumstances Of Pungdeok Villa Room 304.) I mention this because it’s my first time seeing a Korean pair consciously use Thai techniques on their social media.

Next Week Looks Like This:

We’re hitting the Thai summer slow down season, thank heavens. There was too much for even me to keep up with for a while there. I could used some down time, except Japan won’t let me!

Monday: Japanese BL Old Fashion Cupcake adapted from the manga of the same name by by Sagan Sagan (trailer on FB). Seems to be a hyung romance: office set, employee/boss, age gap. About a subordinate with a crush on his boss - seems a bit Cherry Magic light? Only 5 episodes, coming to Viki!

Thursday: Kimi no Koto Dake Mite Itai AKA I Only Want To See You only 4 eps, starts June 16, Hulu JP. Not sure on inter.

Friday: Senpai, Danjite Koidewa! AKA Senpai, This Can’t be Love! is taking over Mr Unlucky’s time slot on Fridays, reported as picked up by GaGa for international although I’m showing it listed for Viki.

Oh yeah and then also: Love Mechanics disaster muffins start Saturday on WeTV.

This week’s best moments?

I didn’t pull any. Sheesh, I guess I was disappointed this week.

(last week)

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koyangii · 1 year

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Blueming (2022) - my favorite scenes

I rewatched Blueming today and it was even better than the first time. It's just so comforting. I love the romance moments, the dynamic between Si Won and his sister, the friendship and especially, the character development and the issues approached.

Some scenes I particularly like:

1. The bench scene

As Si Won himself says later in the series, in this moment he tells Da Woon everything about him: his biggests insecurities, his deepest thoughts. He finds in Da Woon someone who likes him for who he really is, someone who he can reach to when things are getting hard. Also, it was in this scene that Si Won starts to see his younger self more kindly.

"Be honest, what do you think about the boy in the picture?", he asks.

"He is so cute", Da Woon, answers.

We can see the impact of these words later on, when Si Won talks with the child actor: he reassures the little boy by saying he was cute and beautiful.

Finally, Si Won asking Da Woon to continue petting his head is just so adorable!

2.” The family conflict” scene

This is set when Si Won's mom finds out about his movie and gets upset about the way she is portrayed in it. The reason I like this scene so much is because of my own experience. Sometimes, our parents don't realize that they're actions are actually more harmful than helpful to us. It's upsetting, we don't understand them, they don't understand us. But as we grow old, we perceive that, unfortunately, becoming an adult doesn't make you magically wise. We realize that, like us, they're not 100% sure of what they're doing. When we think about this, we might still not understand and accept their actions, but it's easier to forgive them, because we realize they were trying to do their best.

In my opinion, this is what Si Won thought in this scene. That moment when he says "Mom" and they both burst into tears is just so touching. I felt like I was there in the room, crying with them (not me crying all the stock of tears of my lacrimal glands e.e)

3. “The making peace” scene

When they were at the beach, Si Won expressed he wanted to know more about Da Woon, who answered that he didn’t feel the right to complain because he thought his problems weren’t that important when compared to the ones of other people. Throughout the series, Da Woon keeps his feelings to himself. He is afraid of talking about them because talking about them means facing them.

The making peace scene is the moment when he decides to take action after realizing he was “losing the opportunity to become an adult”. He allows himself to be vulnerable and, as a result, his relationship with Si Won gets stronger.

Anyway, these are some of my thoughts on this series. I just love this story and I’m very excited about the second season! Can’t wait for it * ^*

#blueming #this series is like being wrapped in comfy bed sheets in a rainy day #want to watch it for the third time already

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eadanga · 1 year

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A Royal Christmas Part 5

Summary: Liam and Riley celebrate Christmas at the palace with their families

Riley sat in the living room sipping tea her mom walks into the room “Hey sweetie”

“Hi mom”

Her mom sits down “You’ve been drinking these a lot”

“They’re good mom”

Her mom smirks “To help with the morning sickness?”

Riley almost chokes on her drink then she turns to her mom “How did you?”

“Oh please Riley you know I had you right so I can tell the signs plus I heard you throwing up in the bathroom”

Riley giggles “Well this tea helps sometimes please don’t tell Liam yet I’m trying to”

“Tell me what?”

Riley looks back and sees Liam standing behind her “Liam how long have you been standing there?”

“Just walked in the room and heard you say you need to tell me something” He sits down next to her and takes her hands “What is it my love?”

Riley sighs as her mom smiles “Go on and tell him baby”

“Aw but I had a whole surprise to tell him I even had Hana make something for it” She turns to Liam “Guess it’s not really a surprise anymore”

Liam chuckles “Well I can still act surprised if you want me to love”

“But that’s no fun Liam well I guess since it’s out” Riley pulls out a pregnancy test from her bag

Liam takes it from her hand and grins “Riley we’re”

“Having a baby?” Riley giggles “Yes we are” Liam stands then lifts her up and spins her around as she laughs “Liam put me down before I throw up on you!”

Liam sets her down and kisses her deeply “I love you Riley”

“I love you too Liam”

“When did you find out? How long have you known?”

“2 weeks ago I was planning on telling you on Christmas would have been the best Christmas present even had Hana make something cute for the baby as part of the surprise”

Liam takes her hands in his “I can’t wait to see it love I sorry I ruined your surprised I didn’t mean to overhear”

Riley smiles “It’s fine Liam I’ll still give the baby thing Hana made”

“I can’t wait to see it”

Her mom grins “I’m glad to finally be a grandmother so can I tell your dad?”

“No let dad and everyone else find out at dinner it’ll be a wonderful surprise”

“This is exciting I’m gonna be a father to this baby I can’t wait to have family with you love”

“Me too Liam I love you”

“I love you too sweetheart” He kisses her softly

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Riley looks at herself in the mirror and rubs her stomach “I can’t wait till you arrive baby I hope you’re girl”

“Nope he’s a little boy” Liam wraps his arms around her waist “A little prince in there”

Riley giggles “I’ll love our baby no matter the gender but I really want a girl so I can dress her up and do her hair and everything”

Liam chuckles “You can do that with boys too”

“But girl outfits are so much cuter Liam”

Liam laughs “Ok my queen” He kisses her cheek and offers his hand “Shall we my love”

“Yes my king”

Liam escorts her downstairs where all the guests are waiting for them. As they clap Liam hold up a hand “Thank you everyone for coming hope you all enjoy special dinner we put together for this Christmas season”

Hana walks up to them “Merry Christmas Liam and Riley”

“Thanks Hana” Riley sighs “He knows”

“What? You told him?”

“No he walked into the room when I was talking to my mom who already figured it out”

Hana giggles “Well I still have the baby item if you want it”

Liam smiles “Of course Hana I can’t wait to see it and I’m very happy you took time to make something special for us”

“Anything for you two you’re the best friends I’ve ever had”

Riley hugs her “So are you”

“Uh Riley can we talk?”

Riley turns and sees her dad “Uh sure dad”

“Listen I was only saying those thing cause I was worried about you you know when you get involved with this life”

“I’m aware of it dad and I’ll be very careful”

Liam clinks his glass “Attention please!” He waves Riley to his side

“I gotta go dad hope you love this”

“Love what?”

Riley trots off to Liam and he takes her hand “Everyone I’ll love to announce a new addition to our family a little one will be joining us”

Everyone claps and starts congratulating them

Drake claps Liam on the back “Congrats man”

Maxwell starts cheering “Wooooo a baby! I’m gonna show them the latest dance moves”

Liam laughs “I think it’ll be a long time before that”

Riley grins then turns to her dad who looks shocked “Isn’t it exciting dad you’re gonna be a grandpa”

Her dad nods “I’m glad for you baby I really am” He pats her back and walks away

Riley sighs at his reaction Is he ever gonna stop being so protective

Tags: @indiacater @mfackenthal @the-soot-sprite @hallowdiamond @princess-geek @iaminlovewithtrr @gkittylove99

#Royal Romance #the royal romance #the royal finale #choices trr #trr liam #trr #choices fanfiction #king liam #Liam Rys #liam x mc

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amesscott · 2 years

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I’m so excited for portwell this season and they were so cute in the first episode! Do you think EJ knows Gina used to have feelings for Ricky and that’s why he looked that way at the end? Wondering if I missed something and would love to hear your thoughts on what might unfold!

Hi Anon!! I’m right there with ya! Portwell was really adorable and I’m definitely looking forward to what else this season has in store for them, especially how they’ll be navigating the conflicts and coming out stronger together at the end of it all :)

Oh, Anon, to be honest, I wish I could explain that last scene in the first episode, but I really can’t HAHA it felt out of nowhere to me, especially since we saw Gina moving on in the last half of season 2, with 0 mentions of Ricky. I think it really only was there to foreshadow a conflict for Portwell with the potential love triangle and, fair enough, I guess they want to give Gicky closure so Gina can truly move on and the two of them can be friends, which I’d be down for. Either that or they ruin one of the healthiest ships I’ve ever shipped, which is what I’m not down for HAHA

But yeah, no use worrying about it and nothing is finalized until it’s onscreen so we just gotta wait it out. Let’s just enjoy the episodes as they come! :)

Regarding how much EJ knows about Gina’s past feelings, I’m not as sure. We do know that he knows and was able to joke about the chocolates incident (season 2, episode 11) and, judging from their scenes together in the trailer (minus the jealousy scene), he and Ricky seem to be better friends, especially compared to season 1.

So, I think EJ does have an idea and he seems okay with it? At the moment, I don’t think he would have a reason to be jealous.

This got me thinking that maybe EJ was looking nervous, because, last he knew, Ricky was hanging out with Lily, who he really dislikes and maybe thought he brought her along or that Ricky would still be in touch with her?

[EDIT AFTER EP 2: okay, it looks like they’ll be playing into some unresolved insecurities of EJ’s about Ricky! Y’all this is gonna be interesting]

It’s the only in-universe explanation I can think of HAHA because the other reason is to foreshadow a love triangle, which the characters wouldn’t know about I think, since again, a lot of what happened with Portwell in the last half of season 2 didn’t involve other characters, like Ricky so...

Also, if Ricky’s “group hug” statement is any indication HAHA my boy is very clueless, and if he were to get in the way of Portwell, I don’t think it’d be intentional, because I’d like to think he respects EJ, Gina and their relationship to actually try anything. :D

Ricky just wants to have a fun summer at camp with his friends and I love that for him!! He deserves it after all that he went through in season 2!

So yeah, for this season, I’m just looking forward to seeing all the characters, especially Gina, flourish!

#hsmtmts #portwell #text post #answered

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Alternative Season 2 Episode 2: "Choices"

strangertown, late 1993

Smith family home

PT9 and Jenny were golfing in their new kit that they had purchased a few days ago. The blonde woman had great news for her husband, they were going to have a new baby!

Jenny (As she was looking at a tree): Hey honey... I've thought a lot about our family...

PT9 (Turning to see his wife): What have you thought dear? The family is very important, Vidcund, Lazlo and Pascal are helping us with Jhonny although they must also study and work... Did something bad happen? ..

Jenny: Honey, we're having another baby!! I'm pregnant!!

The alien man was very surprised by that news, that he threw the golf ball very hard, which went in the direction of one of the neighbors' houses...

PT9: I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!! CONGRATULATIONS JENNIE!! But wait a minute, is this a baby boy or a baby girl?

Jenny (Laughing a little): We don't know yet! I hope it's a girl!

Vidcund (Running towards the couple and screaming with excitement): MY GRADUATION WILL BE TOMORROW!! I FINALLY FINISHED UNIVERSITY!!

Jenny and PT9: Vidcund!!, you scared us!

Vidcund (Excited about his graduation): I'm finally going to graduate tomorrow!!, And I'll be able to go back to Circe from...!!

Jenny (getting serious): Wait a minute, is that Circe girl going tomorrow too?... Little brother... I don't want the same thing to happen to you that happened to you at your high school graduation...

Vidcund: Yes Jenn... but, MY THESIS WAS ONE OF THE BEST IN THE ENTIRE COLLEGE!!

PT9: Congratulations Vidcund!!, I think it's great that you're finally going to graduate!!

Meanwhile in Veronaville

Arleccino family house

Hero was feeling very bad lately, ever since she had her first woohoo with Antonio a month ago, the nausea has increased and she feared for the worst, her parents had also noticed the changes in her personality.. .

Until that day, what she feared the most came, her parents found out that she was pregnant, Hero was shattered inside, she had failed her parents...

Hero (crying): I'm not ready for this Antonio!!, Understand it!!, WE ARE TEENAGERS!!

Antonio (Head down and crying a little): I'm very sorry... if you need help tell me...

Hero: We can't do anything now, we just have to wait for the baby to be born!!...

#sims 2 #sims 2 uberhood #cobycobs alternative uberhood #pt9 smith #jenny smith #vidcund curious #hero monty #antonio monty

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Tagged by @maybeillride Favorite time of year: Summer, because it’s the only time where I’m not freezing over here :( Comfort food: Jacket potatoes with tuna mayo Do you collect something: Unfortunately, yes, I collect too many things. It’s a habit I’m trying to curb haha. Mostly I will sporadically collect merch of a character I like with no rhyme or reason Favorite drink: Still lemon juice Current favorite song: I dunno about favourite, but I’ve had “Hollywood” by Marina and the Diamonds stuck in my head for about two weeks Last series: I assume this means the last series I finished watching? I think that would’ve been season 2 of Owl House, which I greatly enjoyed Favorite colors: Green, purple, grey and brown Last song: “Deep breath deep breath” by Kawamura Yumi and Lotus Juice (Persona 3) Last movie: Buzz, which I found forgettably okay? I liked the first sequence with the time travel and the robot cat was really good, but the rest of it wasn’t that interesting for me Sweet, savory or spicy: I like sweet best, but my teeth are no longer my friends, so we can’t have it haha Craving: Tuna sandwich Currently working on: zagreus’s zany time travel antics (guest-starring long-haired theseus) which is a Hades Game fic in which Zagreus finds himself sent back in time to when Theseus was a living hero. Zagreus joins him on his quests, trying (and failing) not to disrupt the flow of time too much in the process. I’m very excited about this fic! I’ve had the idea since late last year, but kept putting it on hold because I had a lot of other projects with actual deadlines to work on. Now that I’m finally working on it, the fic is taking shape in a lot of different ways than I’d originally planned and I’m having fun with it. In the latest chapter, my boy Momus finally made a proper appearance, after being teased a bunch of times. And soon Zagreus & Theseus will be on their way to a certain Labyrinth where a certain Minotaur is waiting (and also a certain Guy Who’s Famous For Flying Too Close To The Sun) Anyone can feel free to do this, but just gonna pluck some names from folks I still see do tag games to tag: @101flavoursofweird @ssjumi @krokonoko @pandirpus

#*Talking #*About Me #*My Writing #*Hades Game #*Hades OCs

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zehl0w · 3 years

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Mmmmmm genya doobles

#demon slayer #genya shinazugawa #tanjiro kamado #nezuko kamado #gentan #kimetsu no yaiba #god I love thinking abt genya and nezuko being besties and siblings #first one is ponytail squad !!!!!!!#third one is just a ~modern~ genya hehe #ggrvrgrjweggrrrr my brain has been chronically kny the past few days #I’m just very excited for season 2 I can’t wait to finally see my boy #I always fuck up genyas eyes I can never make them look the same #lol ceo of posting shit at like 3 in the morning

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From the studio that brought you “I can’t find good Byler fics in the ao3 tag”, comes:

"The Definitive Byler fic rec list"

Literally no one asked for this but because I spent the majority of last year (...and 2019, and 2018...) reading byler fics and coping with life, I thought I’d make a list of some of my absolute favorites.

The other day I was basically starving for some byler fics and the angel @magicalfairy provided me with some of her faves so I thought I’d do the same, because I love reading, and I love all of these fics and I appreciate their writers💗 And fic writers in general, come on!

- This is a mix of long works and one-shots/short stories. - Everything is mostly fluff with a tad of angst and a lot of internalized homophobia conflict. - Every fic is completed, except for the ones I mention that they are not. - I try my best to lay out the stories in a way that I won’t spoil you the plot but also warning you of some stuff you might don’t like. Either way, all of these fics are correctly tagged by their respective authors/owners, so read at your own risk. For better understanding, in between brackets I denote Rating, Words and quantity of Chapters. - I feel like I should clarify, none of these are narrated in the singular first person. None of that “And I told him...”, no.

Long fics

a dream always the same (T, 99k, 35 chapters) What happened in those few weeks between the Battle of Starcourt and the Byers leaving Hawkins. Literally a satisfying and very needed fill in of season three, with a good dose of Mike’s thoughts and conflict. Mike’s characterization is specially amazing in this one. The writing style is amazing and I know the author put everything into making it historically accurate, and it was really sweet. You probably read it, it’s by the amazing sevensided here on Tumblr🧡

Spring Break (T, 120k, 14/15 chapters) The slowburn of my dreams. Lots of internalized conflict and conflict with each other. Conflict within the Party (uhh kind of), conflict with Mike and Will. Byers family has moved and the kids are visiting! Chaos. Characterization is on point. Yeah, I know it’s unfinished, but the fourteenth chapter actually serves as a pretty nice ending.

This is where it starts (M, 148.8k, 24 chapters) Aged up characters. The Party is in college and Will disappears again, but now it’s different. Mike knows he didn’t vanish from thin air, and the discovery he and the Party end up making is pretty insane. Mystery solving/fantasy/third dimension, throw in a bit of D&D and Mike realizing some shit, and you get this marvelous fic. It’s a breath of fresh air. The world building is definitely one of the elements that stands out the most, because it’s very nicely described, it sounds like a dream and it’s completely immersive. Absolute gem of a fic.

there’s a Starman waiting in the sky (M, 30.6k, 8 chapters) Do I need to say anything? Will is out there living his best life and Mike realizes that wow, umm, maybe his best friend looks a bit too nice with that costume... and wait, is he getting horny? It’s actually really fun and sexy.

The Evening Speaks (T, 23k, 7 chapters) In where Mike is a late-night college radio host and Will is the art student that stays up till late to catch up with Wheeler on the Mic. They flirt through songs y’all, this one is really sweet.

heads or tails? (E, 24k, 3 chapters) Aged up characters. I know most people don’t enjoy sex in fics and with specific characters but this one is insanely well written. It’s a slowburn that commits to the tension and with every word you are grasping and anticipating their next move. I think you can find the author here on Tumblr as yousaidyes🧡

The Man of Average (M, 56.7k, 5/? chapters) Aged up characters. No but you don’t understand, the writing here is absolute gourmet. The story is exciting as well, it’s super interesting. Weirdly enough, for being very aged up characters, they are well characterized but they don’t feel like teenagers. They are naturally Mike and Will. The author really captured Mike and Will’s essence. I know, it’s unfinished and it’s updated very rarely, but this is the typical fic you can’t believe someone just posted on the internet for free. I will say though, I think it’s definitely not for everyone. Read at your own risk.

Heartstrings (E, 82.8k, 24/? chapters) Aged up characters. By the same author of The Man of Average. A collection of memories, the road to Mike and Will’s happy ever after. And fucking hell!!!!! You’ll cry and get angry, you’ll cheer for them, then you’ll want to crash their faces together because god dammit you love each other!!! But yeah, same thing here. The writing and the way the story is laid out as a nonlinear narrative is brilliant. And I also think this is one of the best Will versions I’ve read. The author might as well be the og creator of this two characters tbh. You can find the author here as mylesimeblr🧡

Sinners behind the walls (T, 1.5k, 1/1) And because I can’t stop recommending this author, a little thing of Mike tormenting himself but also being too deeply committed to Will.

The Red Envelope series (T/E, 167K, two completed works) Something happens that Will thought was impossible and from there, pure drama and romance. Anything by this author has the potential to become your absolute favorite fic, but this series in particular is amazing. I doubt that any of you haven’t read this, but it doesn’t hurt to put it in this list. I’m pretty sure the author is serendipitous-magic on Tumblr🧡

A New Fight series (T, 91k, two completed works, one WIP) And finally the Star Wars AU that we all needed. But this isn’t your typical “Mike is Han”, “Will is Leia” and “El is Luke”, it’s way more interesting than that, and the author has appropriated the Star Wars world like no other. I’ll admit I’m not a 100% fluent in SW lore but this is amazing to me either way. This author is also on Tumblr, tea-for-one-please🧡

- Yes, most of these are (if not all), in a way, canon compliant/canonverse/canon continuation into fanon. (In a way)

One-shots and short stories

Sundae for Two, Please (G, 4.8k) Steve being the supportive friend and older brother these kids collectively need. (not Jonathan erasure, we love him). Steve is very sweet himself, and this little cute thing through his POV is gorgeous. Yes, it’s byler.

Backstage (T, 10k, 2/2) Jonathan, you forgot to mention to Will how hot your new band’s guitarist is, dude. Now he’s hyperventilating and weirdly flirting with him in the corner. Background Stonathan because why not.

102 Peach Street (G, 3.8k) Established relationship, but not only that, they are married :’’))) PURE fluff. Extreme fluffiness. Diabetes.

sweatshirts and bottled up feelings (T, 3.2k) Or, Mike thinks that the sweatshirt Will wears looks insanely good on him. And kitchens are for lovers.

kiss it better (T, 16.3k) Basically one of the best character studies of a few precise moments of Mike and Will’s relationship and feelings.

will wonders ever cease (T, 11.3k) #i ship will and happiness. Omfg what a beautiful piece of fanfic. Will centric, this kid really deserves all the good in the world.

The Calm After the Storm (T, 1.6k) Tooth rotting fluff, boyfriends in love. Boyfriends being lazy, cuddling, love words, kisses. Boys loving each other’s company... Basically, Mike and Will in their element. What more can you ask for?

neither of us ready to let go (T, 4.8k) That scene from season three, but a bit of a fix it.

Still in love (G, 1k) Domestic, married life au fluff. Y’all, I’m a sucker for established Byler, even if I can’t find many fics with it. But this is very sweet. It takes place in 2020, but I don’t think there are any mentions of the COVID-19 crisis that I remember.

I Nver Find Out ‘Til I’m Head Over Heels (G, 12.5K) Classic 5+1 fic. If you haven’t read it, where have you been? This is your moment. In where Mike keeps inviting Will to the school dances and Will thinks it’s just a joke until he realizes it’s not.

Before You’re Gone (T, 5.9k) Will is leaving Hawkins and Mike thinks this is a great moment for a confession. This one I discovered last friday, thank you friend @magicalfairy 💗

You’re weird Wheeler (M, 4.5k) Mike unintentionally starts a tradition of going to each other to talk about their sexual encounters just after they finish. Will keeps getting more explicit with the details he shares, and he makes his best friend interested. This one is really fun y’all.

Out-Of-Town Friends (N/R, 4.6K) It’s not rated. I haven’t re- read it but I’d say it would probably fall in a T rating. So cute!! Will has new friends and sneaks off every friday and the Party doesn’t know where he is going, so Mike decides to follow him and is surprised.

Snowed Under (G, 1.3k) By the same author of The New Fight series. Mike is spending christmas by himself in college because a snowstorm hits Chicago and Nancy can’t drive to see him, but then he has a surprise visitor. Ahhh just a lil sweet holiday fic. Super cute.

you love me anyway series (T, 7.1k, three completed works) Literally just the cutest thing ever. Established Byler. Will loves to take pictures and he loves taking pictures of Mike. It’s adorable.

you wanna be friends forever (i can think of something better) (T, 9k) This one is so amazing. So. Amazing. From Will’s POV, my kid deserves the world and he gets it.

okay not to be okay (T, 4.9k) Mike is a bit sad but then everything is okay.

can’t hold out forever (G, 18.4k) Y’all!!!!! 5+1 sweetness. Mike has been falling in love since kindergarten. And it’s long af, you’ll enjoy it.

even if it takes forever (G, 1.3k) College short AU, they miss each other, they love each other, they promise all to each other. It is sappy y’all.

clear as day (N/R, 18.4K, 4 chapters) It’s not rated, but I’d say it falls in the T category. Strangers to friends to lovers. And also, everyone is pretty gay; we have our dynamic trio Mike, Max and El as disaster lesbians (and gay). Will works at the library and he is also gay. Lucas and Dustin and Will are the best friends we needed. It’s very sweet and the Party is kind of formed here!

I went overboard with the one-shots, so you must have realized how much I love long one-shots and I favor them over long works lmao but they are all amazing!!! If it’s on this list, I probably read it at 2 am, sobbing in my bed. So. Hope you enjoy it☺️🧡

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“Mine.”

Summary: Din says goodbye to reader and Grogu but once they are reunited Din has mixed feels about the situation, jealous of Luke.

Warning/content: Angst, Jealous!Din, fighting between Din and Luke and reader and Din, Jedi!Reader. Din accuses reader of cheating. Nothing too spicey unless you guys would like a second part ? But would recommend 18+, Season 2 spoilers

Paring: Din Djarin/Female Reader

Master list. || Part 2.

There's a shift on tension in the room, it didn't go unnoticed much like the feeling of your own heart breaking. It's breaking for Grogu, for Din, your Mandolorian, who stands tall, strong despite the crushing feeling inside his chest. He's helmetless in a room full of people for the first time ever willingly, he does it for the boy, the child he loves.

It's the first time you see his face, his hair is messy but it's cute, brown in color with small ringlets that curl against the base of his neck, his eyes are expresso brown, smooth curve of his nose is small but prominent, lips pink and form the perfect pout, small hairs from his mustache curling across his top lip. He is so incredibly handsome, but your sorrow won't let you see that, there is no time to think about. The child presses a soft touch against his square jaw, in his own way of saying, "I see you."

This makes tears even well up in your own eyes as he looks over Din's shoulder, reaching out for you. The last thing you expect when Din head turns over his shoulder to look at you are the matching tears. It's hard to stop, squeezing his eyes shut as he bites his bottom lip, chewing at it nervously.

The two strides it takes to finally reach them is like the longest walk of your life, your head rests against the Mandalorian's chest piece as you take the small guy into your arms, squeezing him close. The sob that falls from your lips doesn't go unnoticed as Din presses his large, gloved hand to your back, rubbing it in comfort. "Be good, little one." It's whispered as you hold him cheek to cheek. "You're going to do so well."

"Don't be afraid." Din's fingers find the child, placing him on the ground, knowing well you wouldn't be able to.

Grogu's eyes met yours with confusion as the Jedi picks him up. There's an unknown feeling within you, almost like you can feel his sadness but also excitement of learning once again. It makes you worried as his eyes peer at you, head tilting to the side. He's trying to tell you something, but you just can't hear it.

It isn't strong, actually you like to think your connection to the force as a small, annoying dangling thread stuck to the bottom of someone's boot that is always there, no matter how much they pull or prod it just falls through fingers but then again you never had a chance to learn from anyone.

All eyes are on you, breaking from your trance like thought as to look up to meet Din's eyes then Luke's, realizing they were directed towards you. "Did you say something?"

"Are you coming too?" Luke's words make you confused, eyebrows narrowing with a frown. The thought alone is enough to feel a ball in your throat, despite the words you’ve spoken, his intensions were clear from the start.

“You need training too." Din's hand stiffens against your lower back, chest momentarily at a pause as he realizes what is happening. He knew about this, even though you were clueless of what the force is, you knew it was in you, had told him and Ashoka questioned it about it only days ago. Never had he thought he'd loose both of the people that mean the most to him on the same day, it was almost..unbearable. A pregnant silence falling between everyone, Din can’t speak, he pauses, words trembling in his throat as he looks to you with pouty eyes.

Eyes meet Din's, shaking your head pressing yourself deeper into his chest. A familiar place that was warm, safe, How could you ever leave him? "No, I'm staying here."

"Go." Din urges, the hand applying just enough pressure toward the Jedi, trying to explain his words, it was okay. His flushes his own forehead against yours as he tilts your face towards his own, kissing the hair line softly. "Don't let me stop you, you need training."

"But --."

"I'll see you again, I swear by it." He promises, hands cup your cheeks, bringing your lips to his own. Fresh, new tears slip past both of sets of eyes. Goodbyes were never easy but necessary, destiny has written it long ago and Din Djarin of all people knows that. The kiss is soft, but you can't seem to pull yourself away pressing a few more in their wake. The movement of his arms wrapping around your waist lifts your feet from the ground as he hugs you close. Lips tickle your ear as he whispers, "I'll see you soon sweet girl, don't forget how strong you are."

"I love you." It's the first time the words are said, while his heart squeezes in joy, but mouth dries at the words he's always wanted to hear, he wishes you never said them, it makes good bye so much harder.

"I love you." He answers back truthfully, using the back of his hand to wipe the sizzling trail of tears from his cheek as you step away. Grogu reaches out almost instantly for his mother, the familiarity is more comforting then the stranger’s arms. You follow the Jedi when reaching the loft and turn around waving at your Mandalorian one more time. Din can't find himself to return it, shoulders leaning forward compensating for the pain he feels in his heart. It's heavy, putting all of his trust into one man but at least you and Grogu had each other.

You are barely able to suppress the shriek that is mumbles against your lips as the base of Luke's foot comes in contact with your chest, pushing you from the advantage you finally gained. While you try to reach for him he’s too fast, too skilled as he swiftly moves from the counter attack.

"Ugh!" The sound ripples from your raw throat as the pair circle each other, waiting for the next move, lightsabers in the air, it's a waiting game. "Stop doing that it's not fair!"

"Why isn't it fair? You left it open. Do better."

You huff, "I have boobs! Well who knows anymore? After that."

The last few months have not only been the most terrifying of your life but also the most exciting, borderline exhilarating. At first it wasn’t noticeable, arms would ache for holding the saber in the air for a few minutes but with every passing day it became lighter and lighter until you moved with uttermost swiftness, the saber a feather in your hands. Never had you thought you would love to fight, being able to finally control the owner within. Luke had become family, taking you in and helping you. It has been quite difficult, Luke was a perfectionist at best, he was not happy unless everything was done right, which once made you sore and cry, but looking back at it now, you have mastered so much. The amount of long hours of sitting at the table trying to pass a stupid apple back and forth, learning to be silent, trying to sneak up on an opponent but now it’s easy, all thanks to Luke but still to this day you can't even look at an apple, let alone eat it.

Even though he is picky, you understand. He has made you strong, happy to learn about the very thing you understand nothing about. It’s safe to say you were ignorant, taking advantage of the gift given to you.

Luke rolls his eyes, the green saber retreating back into the canister as he tucks it back into his belt. "Training is done for now."

Your head tilts in understanding, tucking away the bright light until is clicks into the holder attached to your belt. There's a lingering silence, figuring it’s a silent dismissal turning to return home but Luke's voice stops you. "Padawan?"

"Yes Master?"

"I sent out word to your Mandolorian." The smile drops from your face almost instantly, serious eyes look over his own for the lie, for the joke as if he would break into laughter but he didn't. He's still as he gives a shy smile, you tense instantly, heart stuttering inside your chest, it must be a joke. Your about to curse, tell him it's not funny but he beats you to it. "I sent out days ago, he is due any day now."

"You're serious? It's not funny --."

"You have done well, you exceeded my expectations. You deserve to have some time off. You and Grogu, it's been months." You squeal excitedly, the smile crinkles eyes, almost hurts because it's been so long since you felt genuine happiness.

"Now come, the little one is waiting."

Dinner has to be your favorite time of the day, only because after the relief your aching body gets, sore, black and blue but strong, you’re capable of more than you’ve ever known to be. Luke always reminds you, never lets you falter, never lets you have the chance to doubt yourself, he’s always there to remind you much you’ve accomplished but there is always more to learn. He's a good master, fair but authoritative when need be, he's shown you so much but had given you so much more: a purpose, a friend.

With dinner came relief but also meant you could see Grogu, he hasn't grown much physically but the force has made him powerful, such a small creature to have so much but it is so different with him. While the force only touched you, it seems to run through Grogu's veins, it's so natural to him.

Luke is right next to you, sitting in the uncomfortable excuse of a chair but happy none the less as Grogu sits in the middle of the table in front of his plate with a coo, large black eyes peering up at his master, head tilting. "What's wrong little one?"

You don't need the force to feel what he's thinking, you communicated with this little guy way before all of this feeling though the force mumbo jumbo. The force was never needed to feel him, understand the boy. Reaching over to Luke's plate with a cheeky smile using your own fork to poke the potato. "He likes the hash."

Both of you are so occupied the hole of silence the hall falls into is unoticed, the heavy steps of boots that haunt your dreams. The Mandalorian seems so big in the hall, all the basker gives off the illusion of large broad shoulders, a thick trunk that matches the man underneath, he’s intimidating as eyes shift off him quickly to return back to their meal, no one would dare try a Mandalorian, even trained Jedi. Din eyes meet the back of your head, heart thumping in anticipation of seeing his love again. It's been seven months, seven agonizing, brutal months without his family. Any other man would go insane but this very moment is the reason he continued to fight, when he received the message from Luke he couldn’t believe it. Seven months with no communication, your voice haunted his dreams just wanting to hear it one more time.

But now, he feels his heart drop, his own body filling with dread, anxiety at the close proximity of you and the Jedi, faces inches away in conversation. The way small dimples pop through as you smile shyly at him, Luke's own laugh as he leans closer to Grogu.

The sight of him alone is enough to have Din choked up if it wasn't for the way Luke reached for your fork, feeding Grogu a few bites, whatever he didn't eat was taken into his own mouth. When his lips close around the fork Din's fist bunch at his sides, it was too intimate for teacher and student. That's his girl, his son he is feeding.

You do however notice how Luke's head turns in the direction behind you, but continue talking eyes narrowing to question why. He's not paying attention to your words only smiling, like he knows something you don’t. When there's no answer you decide to look yourself, at first you don't register that Din is only feet away, dead center of the hall. Head snaps back in a double take as anticipation makes your heart flutter, emotion fills your throat making it hard to speak, even move.

Feet register before your brain has the opportunity to, running towards him with a loud laugh of joy. He has to brace himself for the impact when you jump on him, a small 'ooof' leaving his lips as he catches the weight. Arms support you from under thighs, holding close as your legs tighten around his waist.

Your smile is wide, never ending the most as he holds the blushing skin of your cheek, the other hand on the underneath skin of your thighs holding you to the basker clad chest. Beautiful, absolutely breath taking. He's seen this in his dreams, reuniting with you but this is too real, the soft flesh expanding on his palm is too soft. The sight of you after so long is euphoric, its hard to breath with you so close, to concentrate on anything but the way your lips curl into a smile, eyes so lovingly with unshed tears. It's a relief to see you so alive and well, stronger under his own strength but as soft he remembers.

"I missed you Cyar'ika." It's breathlessly whispered into the vocoder, static chokes his words but it may be the tremble in his throat as a hand knots into hair to pull you closer.

"Oh." You mumble under your breath with as realize the stares that follow you, quickly you lower your feet to the ground but your hand never leaves his forearm, clenching the underneath, tunic crumpling in your hands. Now that he's here you never want to let go. "Come see Grogu."

Din can't even get a word out as he's pulled towards the table, he nods, acknowledging Luke despite the tension he manifests. The reunion warms your heart, it makes it harder not to crying as you feel Grogu's emotions run through you. He feels love.. he's excited extending his arms with grapy hands.

With no hesitation the child is once again reunited with the basker clad man.. his truthful father. It's a sigh of relief that falls from Din that makes you smile up at him. Din reaches over with his free hand, cupping your cheek. No words were said, not in the presence of a stranger but it's shown in the way his thumb moves across the smooth skin of your cheek.

The moment he entered the room darkness cascades over them, small, familiar hands press against the the basker that covers his head, a silent ask for permission. "Cyar'ika, it's --."

"I can't believe you're here, I missed you so much love." Din's eyes close so tightly at the words, he doesn't want to stop you. He wants to feel your skin pressed against his, he swears he's almost knocked off his feet when the helmet falls to the ground with a loud thump lips brusingly hard against his own.

"Sweet -." He tries to speak against but is met with the softness again, tongue seeking permission against his bottom lip.

"Missed you." Lips press against his jaw, following to his neck sucking softly on the smooth skin. A small, choked moan falls from his lips as you nip at the junction between his clavicle and throat.

The feeling of welted skin has you raising your head up in confusion, fingers taking place of your lips to feel the healing skin. It's not a scar or a wound but purposely put there, as you trace it with your fingers you begin to paint a small picture with the raised lines.

"It's a symbol of leadership along my people." He answers, hands reaching up to gently wrap around your wrist, bringing it to press against his cheek. His next words almost as unexpected as learning he has a new tattoo on his neck. "Would you like to see it?"

"But the creed.." you mumble, eyes roaming over the slightest curve of his face the darkness of allows as he pushes you to straddle his lap, his other hand running over the expanding skin of your thigh.

"It's nothing you haven't seen before my love." He's referring to the moment before you and the child left him, kissing him goodbye. "The creed is broken but I am a Mandalorian, nothing will change that."

"But, I ugh." The words are not of the man you knew almost a year ago, but show maturity, experience has formed him into a new person but nonetheless he still is yours.

It's just dawned on you now, while you were growing with power was so was Din. The lightsaber pressing against your outer thigh reminded you of it, while you have gained one, Din had ruled with one. Every new experience, lesson, moments spent crying Din has had similar, except his people depend on him for survival.

"Oh my God." You mumble under your breath, eyes widening in shock. His words, the tattoo meaning, the new signet pressed into his chest, the thicker tunic decorated with a gold pattern, you were so busy just concentrating the fact he was here, you never bothered to look at the changes, the clues. Two large horns soldered into his helmet you never noticed until now poke against your ankle. "You actually did it? I though you didn't want it."

"It's my responsibility to my people to get our home back. Once you left I had nothing but them, Bo-Katan has been helping me. We are so close Cyar'ika." Din presses his forehead against the skin of your shoulder, breathing deeply. "I can't wait to show you."

"So close to what?"

"Not hiding anymore, to regaining Mandalore." The words make your skin warm, a soft smile filled with admiration, proudness. "I'm building a home for us."

"You have changed Din."

"So have you Cyare. You look so well, feel so strong. You are where you’ve always belonged." He is right, there's something that changes in the air when you are nearby now; a power that follows you, makes everyone fear the presence but he loves it. "I wish I could have been here to see it. I dream of when we will be together again."

"Can I see?" The words are unsure, despite his earlier words old habits die hard, promising never to look unless he wants it, it was his choice, never yours.

"Please." It's soft, tender as you shakily wobble on legs to walk across the room, fingers ghost over the switch before a loud knock against the door makes even Din's stomach drop.

"Padawan?" Luke's voice makes Din scowl, what is it with this guy?

"Yes Master?" The way you answer so quickly with little regard towards Din has him swollowing loudly, jealousy searing his veins, it makes his forehead hot.

"While I have promised you a break the day is still not over, training will continue."

"Be right out." It's quick, the kiss pressed against his lips, it has him reaching out to hold you again but you already out the door leaving him gritting his teeth.

When he finds you again it almost an hour of looking for you. He's irritated, it shows in the way he walks, tall and intimidating with every crunch of sand under his boots.

Despite it being evening the sun is still blaring, it's too hot for anything but he manages to power through, though taking off the helmet is an option if is his only line of defense when it comes to be surrounded by Jedis.

It's an odd sight, you're legs are crossed as Grogu sits feet in front of you. Eyelashes fluttering in concentration, frustration clear in the way the junction between your eye brow wrinkles. It's magical, the way the large rock moves across the length of the pair. It's amazing truly, he's watched the kid do it many times but with you, it's different, seven months ago you could barely hold a blaster let alone do this.

He was in complete awe, watching as Grogu takes the rock himself but to him it's effortless. He doesn't even bat an eye as the rock moves higher and higher until it's explodes. The small pieces shoot towards him, the rocks dink against his helmet knocking him forward that he doesn't give you enough time to warn you that there's someone behind you, he feels himself jump forward to protect but natural reflexes already have you up, your own blue saber flashes with Luke's green one.

It's a relief it's only him but also makes him want to longue and wrap his hands around his throat for even trying to attack you, it's instincts, his own will to protect his family. He was so caught up with his own anger, he didn't notice the small hands tugging at his pant leg.

"Hey buddy." It's the soft coo that warms his heart, the sound he missed so late at night, all by himself. It feels so right to have him in his arms again, it's a distraction for a moment, but the loud shriek that mumbles against your lips as the saber slices your arm breaks the moment.

Din stalks toward without hesitation, hands reaching out to pull Luke by his collar but hand stops half way there; a choking sound falling from his lips as he feels his throat start to close.

"Luke!" You exclaim, hands pulling on his shoulder. "Stop!"

Luke doesn't listen, tilts his head as the Mandalorian's other hand reaches for his own neck, the child falls from his arms but Luke reaches for Grogu as he floats towards him and that is when he decides to let go of his hold on Din.

"She is fine." Luke's tone is accusing, eyes lit up in anger. He knew the reasoning behind the Mandalorian's attack but it irritates him. Din falls to the ground into his knees as he coughs, lung begging for air. "She will heal, it's no wonder she was afraid of the force. You made her feel as if she was weak. Couldn't protect herself. Can't you see she is strong?"

The words sting a bit, you never felt like that with Din but the words of your master, where they true? Had he been the reason you never felt the force like this before? It’s not his fault, he’s always been a protector.

"Yes." Din chokes on the words, it's surprises Luke how quickly he recovers, leaning on knees, visor tilting up to meet his gaze. "I do, I don't need you telling me either Jedi."

The last word is spoken with gritted teeth, disgust as he stands, squaring up the man in front of him, pressing the top of his basker against Luke’s face.

"Then do her a favor and never, ever underestimate her again." Din doesn't like what the Jedi is insinuating, hands balling in fist, finger coming to poke the Jedi's chest as he speaks. "Respect her Mandalorian."

"I do." You're about to squeeze between the two men but Din speaks too fast. "I don't need any magic tricks to beat your ass either."

"Din!" You hiss, the helmet pointing in your direction as a growl admits his chest.

"You're sticking up for him?!" Then once again you're minded how immature Din Djarin can really be. He's protective, overbearing but you expect more from Luke as he speaks. "You're just taking out the fact that Grogu and the girl are in my care, they are with me."

"My son, my girl." Then it hit you, all so sudden he wasn't an asshole, maybe a little immature, but he was jealous. The growl that rumbled his chest made even you shake. You couldn't find yourself to blame him either, both of the people he's ever cared for pulled from his arms, seven months spent with Luke. It made him insecure, dear the worst.

"Enough!" A hand presses against each other their chests, meeting Luke's first. Eyes warn him, "I expect more from you."

Then they move to Din with a scowl, "And you have no reason to be like this, Luke is my friend. He is helping me! I am strong now because of him."

"You have always been strong." The words make you pause, heart dropping. Guilt dropping your shoulders instantly. "You never needed to hold a lightsaber for me to see that."

A strong, confident finger lifts lifts towards Luke's direction, it looks like he's going to say something else judging by his stance, looks over you one more time then Grogu before stalking away towards the direction of the hall.

It's only an hour later, and Din is no where to be found. Luke has told you he's taken the child for a little bit, you can only imagine how that exchange went but respectfully allow him to have time with him, besides you doubt he wants to see you right now.

He was right, it was a force of habit trying to protect you but he has never doubted or hesitated for one second when it came to you. There has only been one person who has ever believed that anything was possible for you and it's the one you managed to chase away.

The room is dark, the only light comes from the gasps of the curtains the moon allows in. You have given up on waiting on the bed, instead curl up on the large longue chair in the corner, book open but you wouldn't even notice if there weren't any words. Too deep in thought over your Mandalorian.

What If he leaves without seeing you? Surely, he wouldn't, it was stupid fight, it shouldn't have happened but you shouldn't have accused him either. The rattling of the door knob makes you pause, daring not to breath that it might scare him away. He's quiet as the silhouette of armour makes it through the doorway, shiny, the darkness of his visor camouflaging him throughout the door.

The light flickers on, you want to squeeze your eyes shut, away from his gaze out of fear he might leave again seeing that you aren’t sleeping, waiting for him.

He doesn't speak, only stiffens his stance, arms crossing his chest as the helmet tilts down in your direction. "What are you doing?"

"Reading."

"In the dark?" You have been caught there's no reason to argue with him just turn a dark shade of pink as the book is closed with a loud echo. Tension fills the air, you're torn between apologizing and expect one first, his behavior was inappropriate.

"Are you happy here?" It's surprising watching the Mandalorian walk close until he's between the V of your legs, a soft breath caught through the static as he uses your thighs as an anchor for his hands as he slowly lowers to the floor in front of you. His force his horse as leans over, pressure pressed against your chin, it's not enough to hurt but enough to show he is angry. "Is there someone here making you happy? That isn't me?"

You don't like what he's insinuating, brow furrow with a deep frown and a scoff, "If you have something to ask I suggest you come out with it Din."

"Are you fucking him?" The words make you huff, pushing the warmth of his skin away but he reaches out to touch you again. He wants you to look at him, he wants to see the truth your eyes will tell.

The fucking nerve he has to knot his fingers into your hair, keep your head still as the visor moves up and down the soft features of your face, it's soft but shows meaning. At this very moment you here the way your body reacts to him, wanting to move closer, wrap the other hand around your neck at his tone, the authority in his voice. "I asked you a question."

"Really?" The way he stares just irritates you. Spending all your nights longing for him, all the tears wasted on missing him just for him to believe you were unfaithful. "I can't believe you just asked me that."

"Don't act like it's all me! I can see it, you sit so close that you're practically on his lap. He ate from your fork. He comes to your aid like I don't know you can take care of yourself, tells me of all people to respect you, never undermine you. When have I ever? He seems to forget that I was the person who first trained you. So, I'm going to ask you one more time. Are you fucking the Jedi? Do you like him?"

"Get out of my face Din!" The heat of his visor, the blackness hides any kind of emotion, all you see is the anger that comes from his throat, words stinging cheeks. It's impossible to concentrate with him so close, pressing his entire weight against your thighs.

"Tell me now." The words harsh, he needs to know, hear the words from your lips to know they are true.

"No! How dare you even accuse me of that? I have been waiting for months to see you again and you accuse me of being unfaithful?" The tears sting, almost hurt as much as knowing Din has little trust in you. His chest is raising fast, deep, quick breaths against your knee, showing just how worked up he is, he's frustrated, the throbbing in his pants gives that away and makes you think if there’s a different reason. He's insecure, jealous, absolutely pissed.

The harsh fingers leave your hair only to meet the edge of his helmet, you don't even get time to register before it falls to the floor next to you. Seeing is face is.. different this time.

It's clear, the first time was rushed, tear filled but now he look so.. good.

His brows furrowed in anger, nostrils flaring, hair thrown messily across his forehead, you don't even get time to look at his lips before his hands touch your cheeks pulling you into a bruising kiss, fingers nails forming small crescents on hips as the words are moaned against your lips, rushed with how desperate the Mandalorian is.

"You are mine." It's not the words that make you gasp but the hand that tugs the tips of your hair, pulling your head down more to accept his crushing lips. "Mine."

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The Heart Underneath: 1914 Part 2

***This fic is being posted simultaneously on FanFiction.net and Ao3. I originally began it in 2016, and then life was life, and now I’m bringing it back because it deserves to be finished! I intended this story to be canon, but I cannot accept the events of the beginning of Season 4, so I’ll write it with the ending that I intended. Rating M as of Chapter 10 ***

Are you crying yet? No? You will.

Chapter 12: 1914 Part 1 Chapter 14: 1914 Part 3 Full story here

The Heart Underneath

Chapter 13: 1914 Part 2 (18 and 19)

The entire neighborhood came together to plan the long awaited wedding of John Shelby and Martha Connelly. Tommy helped John find wedding rings, Arthur arranged for a photographer, Ada had come up with a decor scheme, and other friends were pitching in on last minute details, with Polly at the helm.

While neighborhood men were talking about signing up for war, the wedding was a welcome distraction for the women. Everyone knew this wedding day would come, it was just a matter of when.

“Are you sure you want the ceremony outside that broken down old house?” Ada asked Martha for the millionth time, as they carefully pressed their wedding attire.

“I’m sure, Ada. I know it’s not traditional or even really very nice to look at, but it’s a spot that means a lot to John and I.” Martha replied, and her face blushed at the thought of actually marrying John.

“Awww, how cute, flushing at the thought of your future husband.” Lily commented and the three girls laughed.

“Well, if that’s what you want, we’ll do it up so it does look nice. Some of the ladies down the flower market have donated, and I’ve got the girls rounded up to help me in the morning.” Ada said.

“Are you going to wear a veil?” Lily asked, as she hung up Ada’s dress.

“We’re thinking about pinning some flowers in her hair and then doing a veil with this.” Ada replied, as she pulled out a long piece of lace and netting to show Lily.

“That will look lovely, I can’t wait to see you two, finally hitched.” Lily responded.

“We already feel like it, but it will be nice to actually make it official.” Martha said softly and smiled to herself.

The three stood back as Martha hung up her dress and they all squealed with excitement.

“My brother is going to lose it when he sees you!” Ada said gleefully and clapped.

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Tommy, Freddie, and Arthur were down at The Garrison, taking John out for a few drinks. The four of them sat around a table in the back, joking and laughing while downing pints. None of them wanted to say it, but it also would be one of the last times they could do this for awhile.

“Well John boy, as of tomorrow afternoon, you’re going to be a married man.” Arthur said loudly.

“He’s already married.” Freddie joked, and lightly tapped the back of John’s head in jest.

“Yeah, yeah. You’re all just jealous because I have the most beautiful girl in Small Heath to marry tomorrow.” John responded, laughing.

“Are you nervous?” Freddie asked.

“Nervous? The two have been inseparable since the day they met. I think John would’ve proposed at the age of five if it was acceptable.” Tommy said, avoiding John’s smack.

“I wanted to wait, you know, make sure we were both in the right place and time, but … I couldn’t leave without marrying her.” John said quietly and they all went silent for a moment.

“Well, next up is kids, little brother, so get ready.” Arthur finally said, breaking the silence.

“We’re ah … we’re already trying.” John replied, his face going bright red.

A look of understanding passed between Tommy and Arthur.

“Atta boy, John.” Arthur boomed and everyone laughed.

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Later that night, after peace descended on the Shelby household for the evening, John and Martha lay in bed together. John’s suit, altered by Martha herself the day before, hung on the back of the door. His boots fully shined and ready for the big event.

“Are you ready for tomorrow?” John asked, as they both lay on their sides, looking at each other.

“Ready to be Mrs. John Shelby? Absolutely.” Martha replied with a big smile.

“While I’m certainly ready for you to be Mrs. John Shelby. Not so ready for all of the fuss, but I want to enjoy every moment of it with you, love.”

“Ada’s nearly out of her mind with excitement, Lily too. There is sure to be a lot of chaos here in the morning.”

“Well, let’s enjoy our last night of living in sin together.” John said, his voice low with desire as he put his lips to Martha’s neck, just below her ear.

Martha threw her leg over John’s hip and scooted herself even closer, her body on fire as John’s hands started to wander.

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Early the next morning, John and Martha woke to loud voices downstairs, as they heard Ada organizing her and Martha’s friends. They both laughed quietly as Ada gave her orders and then heard the front door close as she led them out to the wedding site.

“She has got to be the most demanding girl I’ve ever met.” John commented, though he was touched at how much effort Ada was putting in.

“Let us hope she wields her power for good today.” Martha said, laughing to herself, loving her best friend for everything she was doing.

“Come here to me.” John whispered to Martha, pulling her back into his arms.

Martha lay on top of him, her head against his chest, hearing his heart beat. She closed her eyes to memorize the sound, the feeling of his fingers gently rubbing the back of her head, his other hand trailing up and down her back. She fought off tears of despair, determined to enjoy the day.

John could never forget the smell of her hair, the feel of it across his bare skin. How Martha’s weight felt on top of him, her skin under his fingertips. Remember this.

“I don’t want to move, but I should head down to Ada’s room”. Martha finally said, turning her head to look at John.

He smiled and kissed her, and they both got up. Martha threw on a wrap over her shift, and John dressed himself enough to be presentable.

“I can’t wait to see you later. I love you, Mar.” John said, catching Martha in his arms one more time.

“I love you, too, Johnny.” Martha responded.

John kissed her once more and their hands trailed off as Martha opened the door and walked downstairs.

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A few hours later, Martha sat in Ada’s room, with Polly, Ada, and Lily surrounding her.

Ada pinned a final few flowers into the makeshift crown she had made around Martha’s hair, with small plaits twisting through the flowers and the rest of it flowing down. A nod to John’s preference of her hair being loose and wild. The veil went in next, laying loosely over her long hair, instead over covering her face.

“You look beautiful, dear Martha. Absolutely beautiful.” Polly commented as she buckled Martha’s shoes and smiled up at her.

“John is really going to love it.” Lily sighed dreamily, and finished up Martha’s flower bouquet.

Ada clasped Martha’s Celtic pendant around her neck and took a step back, appraising her work.

“Well? Am I ready to become Mrs. John Shelby?” Martha asked as she turned to look in the mirror at herself.

“You are more than ready. I’m so excited!” Ada proclaimed and jumped up and down.

The excitement was infectious and the girls shrieked and danced around for a few minutes, with Polly smiling as she watched them. Whatever may come, at least this day would be happy for everyone involved. For all of the neighborhood, really.

“Right, then. We should make our way over to the ceremony, don’t want to keep your future husband waiting.” Polly said and led the girls out of Ada’s room and down the stairs.

Martha stood at the top, taking a few deep breaths before walking down. She knew John was already at the abandoned house, and her heart was pounding. She reached the bottom step and looked up to see Tommy, suited up and waiting for her. He smiled.

“You look beyond beautiful, Martha. I was hoping I could escort you over?” Tommy asked.

“I would love that, Tommy. Means the world.” Martha responded, touched by Tommy’s gesture.

He held out his arm, and she slipped hers through his, gently grasping his bicep. They made their way through the front door and then down Watery Lane, towards the abandoned house.

“When you and John were little, it used to amaze me how in sync you were. And that bond just strengthened as you got older. It’s really been a privilege to see that. It’s an honor to stand by you both today.” Tommy said quietly as they walked through the streets, Polly and the girls ahead of them.

“Thank you, Tommy. We had wanted to wait a few years more, but John is right. The time is now. And our souls have always been together anyway.” Martha replied, smiling.

Tommy squeezed her hand on his arm, and took the last turn towards their final destination. Ahead of them, a small crowd of family and friends waited, all talking and enjoying themselves. Ada had decorated the doorway and stairs with small bunches of flowers and greenery, softening the harshness of the decaying house, and bringing color to the muddy brick.

At the top of the steps stood Jeremiah Jesus, and at the bottom stood John, Arthur beside him. Ada stood on the other side, and they all smiled as Tommy and Martha walked through the crowd.

John felt his pulse increase as Martha approached, her golden hair blowing in the wind, her eyes locked to his. He took in the crown of flowers, the white veil, her necklace. She was wearing her 16th birthday dress, the layers of lace and green ribbon so burned into his memory. It quite literally took his breath away. Remember this.

Tommy turned to kiss Martha’s cheek and then took her hand in his.

“John, the lady is yours now.” Tommy said.

John reached out to take Martha’s hands and smiled at her as she stepped in place to face him. Martha felt like the rest of the world fell away as they stood there, communicating only in touch and by look, John rubbing his thumb over her fingers. He would never forget how she looked in that very moment.

“We gather here today to join John Michael Shelby and Martha Elizabeth Connolly in marriage. A day of which all of Small Heath has waited for.” Jeremiah began.

The guests laughed, John winked at Martha, and she grinned back at him. It was true, the entire neighborhood had waited for years; bets were placed, dates projected.

Jeremiah continued his ceremonial speech, and all Martha could feel was John watching her, their hands linked, the sun lighting up the flowers around them. John felt drunk with emotion, every single thing he’d ever felt for Martha was racing through his veins. They were already bound together forever, this was just a formality, but to be here in front of everyone they knew? It said something monumental.

“Do you, John Michael Shelby, take Martha Elizabeth Connolly to be your wife?” Jeremiah asked.

“I do.” John said firmly, catching Ada’s face behind Martha, tears streaming down her face.

“Do you, Martha Elizabeth Connolly, take John Michael Shelby to be your husband?”

“I do.” Martha answered just as firmly, as Arthur and Tommy both smiled at her from behind John.

“I now pronounce you man and wife. John, you may kiss your bride.” Jeremiah boomed and the crowd cheered.

John reached up one hand to hold Martha’s cheek as he pulled her in and kissed her passionately. Martha wrapped her arm around his neck and grinned against his lips as she heard the crowd cheer again.

They linked hands and turned towards the street, raising their hands together. Every single guest clapped, as many of the women wiped away tears, including Polly. She was holding Finn’s hand as he jumped up and down with excitement.

Arthur pulled a small box out of his pocket and handed John the wedding rings, which had been engraved. John slipped Martha’s ring on, bringing her hand up to his lips, his eyes burning into hers as he kissed her hand. She felt like she could barely breathe as she placed his ring on.

“You are mine always.” Martha whispered in John’s ear before kissing him again.

“And you are mine forever.” John whispered back.

J + M 1914

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The happy couple joined the celebration after taking photographs with a very solemn man who kept telling them to be somber, which made them laugh even more. Arthur proceeded over the session, making sure to get his money’s worth.

John wandered through the small crowd, Martha’s hand tightly in his. Neither of them could stop smiling, which brought a fresh wave of cheers as the men patted John on the back, and tears as the women congratulated Martha. It would be the happiest wedding any of them would see for years, though they didn’t know it yet.

“John, can I speak with my now official sister in law, please?” Ada said as she took hold of Martha’s other hand.

“Get her back soon, Ada.” John joked as he kissed Martha quickly.

Martha laughed as Ada steered her towards a group of their friends, all chattering and giggling together.

“Well, here she is, Mrs. John Shelby!” Ada proclaimed and the girls clapped.

“So, are you nervous for tonight?” Lily asked.

“Nervous about what?” Martha replied.

“You know, about the first night …” Lily said suggestively, as the other girls all looked on with interest.

“Oh, that? Our first night was two years ago.” Martha responded with a huge grin.

Ada cried with laughter at the look at all the girls’ faces. Some had guessed, but Martha had kept that part of her life very private up to this point, knowing rumors would circulate if anyone really knew the truth of her and John sharing a bed every night. Only Ada knew, and even then it was because they lived in the same house.

“We need details!” Another girl said and Martha just laughed and shook her head.

“All you need to know, is that with the right person, it’s wonderful. And that John and I are hoping to start a family now. It’s earlier than we planned, but we’ve agreed.” Martha said.

“You’ll be the best parents I know.” Ada whispered in her ear as she hugged Martha, knowing that the timing was largely due to the war.

Martha could see John waving her over in the distance.

“Time to go. Thank you for making this day so beautiful.” She said and went around the circle, hugging each of her friends.

John stood by a small wagon, borrowed once again from Uncle Charlie, with the Averills next to him. Mrs. Averill had arranged for the newlyweds to spend a few days in a small cottage that her brother and sister in law owned, a few hours outside of Birmingham.

Mr. Averill handed John directions to the cottage and stepped back as his wife hugged both John and Martha at the same time.

“Congratulations, my dears. I am so happy for you both, enjoy every moment together.” Mrs. Averill said as she kissed each on the cheek.

She lingered a moment with John.

“Make every second count.” Mrs. Averill whispered in his ear.

John helped Martha into the wagon and they both waved as their guests cheered them once again.

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A few hours later, John turned the horse and wagon onto a dirt road, pulling to a stop in front a small stone cottage with a green door. The peaceful fields and wind through the trees was a far cry from Watery Lane.

“My lady.” John said with a serious tone as he held his hand out to Martha.

He helped her down from the carriage and then leaned down to pick her up.

“Johnny!” She shrieked.

“Gotta do this right, Mar, you know?” John replied and carried her over to the front door.

He leaned down to turn the knob and then walked through the threshold, as Martha kept her arms wrapped around him. She watched his face, already so stunningly beautiful to her, and saw the small changes that would come as he got older. She didn’t know if she could take him being any more handsome. It certainly couldn’t hurt, she thought to herself and grinned.

John carefully set her down, and they took in the surroundings. It was a cozy, two room cottage with a large kitchen to the left, and a living area with a bed to the right. There was a large bouquet of wildflowers on the kitchen table, with a note of congratulations.

“I’ll get the packages from the wagon.” John said, as Martha walked around the kitchen.

She stopped in front of the window that faced a small orchard, taking in the view and thinking about how she would love to live in a place like this someday. John returned with the large basket of food that Polly had packed, quietly setting it on the table. He walked over to Martha, wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his head on her shoulder.

“What are you thinking about?” He asked, closing his eyes and taking in the smell of her perfume, a gift from Polly.

“I want us to live in a place like this someday. For our kids to have fresh air and fields to run in.” Martha replied, placing her hand over John’s.

“We will, my love. Promise.” John whispered, tightening his arms and kissing her neck.

Martha turned and reached up to take his face in her hands, and she kissed him, pent up desire that had been building all day. He gripped her waist, a hand on her neck, becoming intoxicated by the floral scent she’d sprayed in her hair.

“John?” Martha mumbled against his lips.

“Hmmm?”

“I really want to continue this, but I’m also really hungry.” Martha said as she pulled back.

John laughed and nodded, and they turned to unpack the basket of food Polly had sent. They headed outside with a blanket and set up in front of the cottage. Once he was finished eating, John removed his suit jacket and laid back, his head in Martha’s lap. She ran her fingers through his hair and across his cheekbones, tracing the freckles that were appearing with the sun.

They spent the remainder of the afternoon enjoying the solitude, talking about the wedding morning and all the things the other had missed while getting ready for the ceremony. Martha eventually fell asleep, her head on John’s chest. He lay awake, staring at the trees, his hand running through her hair. Remember this.

As dusk set in, they carried the remainder of the packages into the house. In one of them was a set of finely made bed linens, another gift from Polly. Martha spread the sheets across the bed, and then their quilt she’d made the year before.

She turned to find John leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, as he watched her. He’d been waiting for this all day, the need and desire to be with his now wife. He walked over and helped her unpin the flowers from her hair, lining them up on a side table so she could press them later.

John swept her hair over her shoulder and slowly unbuttoned the back of her dress. Memories of her 16th birthday flashing into his mind. Unbuttoning this same dress, the way she had looked up at him, her knee tight against his hip, their bare skin burning against each other.

Martha turned back towards him and watched him closely as he removed the rest of her clothing. She wanted to memorize the way he looked up at her as he unhooked her corset, how he knelt down to unroll her stockings. The way he ran his hands back up her legs and then her ribs, pulling off her shift in one go.

The spark between them burned brighter as Martha unbuttoned his trousers, carefully laying them to the side. She took her time unbuttoning his shirt, smirking up at him as he smiled, knowing she was toying with him. Martha ran her hand down his neck, stepping up on her toes to put her lips to the spot she had touched, as John wrapped his arms around her bare back, sighing her name as her other hand ran down. He was already hard against her stomach as she gently stroked him.

“I love you, Mar. I want everything with you, darlin’. I’ll give you anything you want.” John said softly.

“I love you, too, Johnny. You are all I want, love. All I need.” Martha replied.

John moved her back towards the bed, sitting down as he pulled her into the space between his legs. He kissed his way down to between her breasts and covered a nipple with his mouth, sucking as she sighed and leaned her head back. The way Martha looked, with her hair flowing down her back, her neck arched, hands holding his head against her, it was the most sensual thing he’d ever seen in his life.

Martha brought her head back up and looked down at John, their eyes locking as he slid his fingers between her legs and then slipped two inside of her. His pupils were wide with lust, kissing her stomach as he looked up at her.

She pulled his head up and lifted one leg onto the bed and then the other, straddling him.

“I want all of you.” Martha whispered.

John moaned loudly as she sank down on him. They had both joked earlier they could be as loud as they wanted to here, and it was even more of a turn on to react exactly how he wanted.

Martha gripped the back of his neck as his fingers dug into her hips with every move she made. He kissed her neck and bit down as hard as he dared, which elicited Martha to cry out his name, feeling breathless with her own pleasure.

John scooted back on the bed, pulling Martha with him. She wrapped her legs around him, his eyes nearly rolling back in his head from the feeling it gave him. Her breasts pressed tightly against his chest as he held her close, his hand wrapped in her hair.

“I never want anyone else, John. You are the only one that can make me feel this way. You are mine.” Martha said as she could feel her lower abdomen starting to tighten.

“Only you, love. I’m yours forever, and you will only ever be mine.” John replied, his breath quickening, the possessive tone of Martha’s voice always did something to him.

Martha gripped his neck and called out John’s name as he thrust his hips up into her harder. Nothing felt better to her than her body around his.

“Let go.” Martha whispered in his ear.

Her sighs of pleasure increased as she tightened around him, the sounds driving John mad. He thrust into her even faster, chasing his own release.

“Fuck, Mar. Fuck.” He groaned as he came, Martha holding his head to her chest.

He lay back and took her with him, both breathing hard. After a few minutes, Martha started laughing.

“What’s so funny, Mrs. Shelby?” John asked, still trying to catch his breath.

“This morning, the girls asked me if I was nervous about tonight. You know, as our supposed first night. Bloody hell, love, I feel kind of sorry for them. This is what a wedding night should be.” Martha commented and laughed even more at the look on John’s face.

“They have no idea of what a little vixen you are, sweetheart. I love it. And I love that only I get to see this side of you.” John said, smirking up at her.

She kissed his chest and then picked up his hand to look at his wedding ring. She liked that everyone would know he was taken.

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The two woke up well past sunrise the next morning, the quiet of the meadows around them letting them sleep longer than on Watery Lane. They had talked and touched late into the night, enjoying the freedom of being completely alone.

Martha pulled on John’s shirt and walked around the kitchen making tea. She pulled out a package of sausage rolls she’d made especially for John, and placed them out on the table, smiling to herself. John sat at the table, the realization starting to dawn on him that this was going to be every morning of his life, when he was back from the war. In the early mornings on the battlefield, he would think back to this. How his girl looked, nothing else beneath his shirt that she wore, bare legs, making him breakfast.

Martha set down two teacups and poured them each tea. John pulled her into his lap, running his hand up under the shirt, following the line of her bare thigh. He sipped his tea and savored the sausage roll. He was seriously going to miss her cooking.

“J?” She said, between sips of tea.

“Hmmm?”

“Have you ever wondered, if we hadn’t met the way we did, if we would have later in life?” Martha mused, rubbing the base of his neck.

“I think so. Aunt Poll always says that some souls just belong to each other from the start. I think that’s us.” John replied, caressing her knee gently.

“I think so, too.” Martha replied.

They finished their breakfast together, John helping Martha clean up. The vision of her dressed just in his shirt, outside of their own bedroom, was too much for him to deny. He waited until she put the cups out to dry, and then slipped a hand under the side of the shirt, resting it on her bare hip.

“You know that thing we never get to do, because you get too loud? I want to do that to you, right now.” John said lowly in Martha’s ear.

She shivered and leaned back against him, as his hand ran across her stomach and back down. John turned her around and lifted her up, placing her on the edge of the table. He moved a chair and sat in front of her, pulling her hips in towards him.

He leaned his head down and trailed his tongue from her knee up to the top of her inner thigh. Putting both of her legs over his shoulders, his hands spread against her hips, holding her in place. Martha sighed in anticipation. John’s mouth met her center, licking slowly, his lips taking her in, his nose grazing against every nerve. Martha squirmed against his grip, her hand gripping his hair.

John looked up to see his wife wearing his shirt, her eyes hazy with pleasure, legs on either side of his head.

“Be as loud as you want, sweetheart. I’m taking full advantage of us being alone.” John said grinning, before lowering his head back down.

Martha cried out his name and it was a sound John would live for in the years to come.

Remember this.

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