#and the tour is ending soon aswell

[munkustance]

Hi, so um I'm not normal about Cian Hughes leaving the south korea tour and this pic is not helping (ignore the bad quality I'm in pain)

[billgetsmewet]

i will save your life…

request : HELLLOOOO so like- what if uh Bill x reader but like they do it while listening to deftones?? (Ex: Risk from the dimond eyes album or something) idk i feel like that would be a good short story idk 🫶🏻

warnings : p in v, smut, handjob, sub!bill, petnames (ex princess/slut etc.)

Bill has been on tour foreverrr.. he was supposed to come back today, you were telling all of your friends about it. It was a big thing, considering hes been all over europe in the past few weeks, not even stepping a foot in your hometown.

He calls you up out of nowhere saying the bus broke down, great. - you think to yourself as you sigh, making him hear on the other end of the phone. I wish i could be there with you already.. - he mumbles, but you can barely hear him.

The music in the background blurs his voice but so does the fact that he barely has any signal.

I cant hear you.. -you chuckle- are you listening to deftones in the bus?.. -you ask, making him focus on the music for a second.

Oh im not the one who put it on, it was Gustav - he chuckles aswell, before getting a bit startled by someone next to him.

The bus is fixed! - he yells out. Were gonna be there soon!

You feel your mouth rounding up into a cheeky smile as he says that, you both know what youre gonna do together when he gets home..

You get a ring at your doorbell, you get shivers down your spine as you rush downstairs to unlock the door for him.

You open the door and hug him, not even letting him enter before you do.

Is that.. deftones? - he laughs, hearing the CD player bursting deftones in your room at max volume. yeah.. i thought youd like it - you reply nervously. yeah! i dont mind it, if you know what i mean - he laughs, almost laughing off the fact that you tried to impress him.

You invite him upstairs into your room, as you always do, trying to “enjoy some time with him”. you sit down on your bed, just as he does, right next to you.

The music is blurring out any sound you might hear in your room or anywhere in your house, basically its hella fucking loud, eardrums hurting type of loud.

You look at Bill, trying to tell you something you just cant hear, with lust in his eyes, his lips glossy and his look begging for you.

You didnt even have to read his lips to know what he wanted, you felt it straight up.

You smile at him, before standing up to lower the music a bit so youd be able to hear his moans.

Next thing you know hes in his boxers and youre palming him, hes rock hard, whining for you to do something about it.. what a slut.

B-bmhh.. baby.. mhh! please! please! -he moans pathetically, begging you to fuck him.

Be patient now, wont you? you made me wait too.. you didnt visit me for weeks for some stupid tour, isnt that true, hm? -you argue.

He just keeps whining and moaning like a dog, his eyes tearing up. Baby it hurts.. p-please it hurts.. -he cries, yet you let him cry, you keep palming him and teasing him. You feel his precum leaking from his boxers, “god..” you thought to yourself, trying to hold yourself back, not letting him win.

Eventually he did win, no matter how hard you tried, you couldnt resist his puppy eyes. The music is still blasting in your ears as you hear a big moan from him, louder than the music, he has managed to rip the boxers… how? i dont know, you tell me.. It was a sign to jerk him off, or atleast you took it that way.

You started slowly pumping him from the bottom with one hand , while you tease his red, swollen tip with the other. His precum has already coated both of your palms. A-Ah!.. Ah!! please.. faster..mmh! -he moans, how cute. You do as he tells you and you start pumping him faster, now with both hands.

His mouth hangs agape, moaning and crying submissively.

Please.. please.. mommy.. please.. let me cum..-he whimpers. Do you think you deserve it, Billy? Have you been a good boy? -you ask in reply. Yes! mh..mhm! mhm.. please! yes!

He just wouldnt shut up, would he?…

A-hhmm..ah! mommy.. i cant take it anymore-mmh.. im gonna cum.. mmh.. - he moans, before comming all over your hands.

Now this wasnt acceptable, what a dirty little whore. Cant even listen to his own girlfriend.

Oh look at what youve done.. this dirty boy needs punishing, doesnt he? look at you.. - you say, degrading him. I-i.. i didnt mean to, im sorry.. i couldnt hold it back.. Nuh-uh! This dirty slut needs punishing after this.

You unbuckle your belt, letting your pants fall down, making a clinking sound as the belts hit the hardwood floor. You get ontop of him, grabbing his waist, sitting down on his lap, teasing him before you actually begin.

Oh look at you now.. already hard again.. -you say, seeing his boner become more and more intense. What a slut for mommy, arent you?

You take off your lingerie, making him stare at your bare pussy, this time, he was even harder.

You get ontop of him, bouncingyourself up and down, relaxing into the music and ignoring his requests and moans.

A-Ah! please slow down, it hurts.. mmh..-he was so sensitive, what a submissive boy.

Mhm?.. ah.. fuck.. Bill.. arent you a dirty little sensitive slut for mama, hm? -you groan, trying to hold back your whimpers and cries, he was big, you couldnt lie.

You started bouncing faster, not caring about his high but about your own, he was already a spoiled little boy anyways.

Mama.. mh.. i cant take it anymore im gonna cum again…-he cries, coincidentally right before you reach your climax, cumming all over his abdomen, making him not able to finish.

Fuck.. -you breathe heavily as you get off him. But.. But mommy… -he whines.

Bad boys dont get to finish, darling…

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Ps: i wrote this in school it took me like two hours and why tf is it so short… anyways the coffee thay im drinking rn is hitting diff ughhh, i think its mocha or something

[brights-place]

hiii!! could i request platonic brozone with a sibling reader who makes "kawaii metal" music (kind of like babymetal, if u wna look into it!)

basically they were the overlooked one of the siblings, weren't in brozone and when they all split up reader took their leave and began make metal/rock music !! maybe they reconnected with branch during the world tour and have kept in contact since? they didnt go on the adventure to save floyd (werent there for the wedding) but just the shinanigans that ensue when everyone is back together? angst with a fluff ending maybe?

Brozone with an Kawaii Metal! Sibling

Pairing: Brozone X S/O (Platonic)

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Swearing

A/N: OKAY I LOVE BABY METAL I VIBE TO IT SOMETIMES! DUDE ITS SO COOL AND THEIR OUTFITS ARE SO AMAZING! also I didn't highlight who was speaking cause I wrote this at 2:00am so sorry honey!

Your E/c eyes darted around the room after the mishap of what had happened on the Brozone stage every single do of your siblings were fighting except for branch who you quickly covered his ears before you shouted at them to stop which they didn’t listen at all bringing you into the argument aswell causing you tog get mad.

It was known in the family that you were overlooked for being the only girl and not the best singer or dancer like your brothers or any other pop troll so you were mainly shunned to the side. You were close to cursing out John Dory but was cut off by the male leaving the pod with an grappling hook while Clays and Bruce separated aswell as Your eyes glared at the three who had left to their rooms before glancing towards Floyd who gave the tow an guilty look as You scoffed leaving the pod to take breath of fresh air. Floyd stepped out before sitting beside you on the tree branch you were sitting on frowning as Floyd spoke "(name...)" you glanced behind him as he placed an hand on your shoulder "Take care of branch..." Your eyes glanced towards him "You better come back cause I'll be leaving soon" Floyd nodded slowly as you stood up and entered the pod hugging Branch who was confused before Branch whispered to you "are they coming back?" You glanced towards Branch and towards your grandma rosie puff who sighed "Yeah... it normal to happen" grandma rosie puff said walking over joining the hug as days later grandma rosie puff panicked when realizing They ACUTALLY LEFT. For the past years you helped your family before you had to go when branch was just 9 years old when you told him you were leaving he hugged you as you left the pod thanking grandma rosie and told Branch goodbye. How long had it been? 17? years since you left while it was 20 years for your Older brothers...

You stood on a stage with a bright smile as you moved around singing the lights focusing on you and your outfit which was a mix of bright and cheerful colors, with lots of pink and purple hues. Black accents are used to create a bold contrast.

The top was a crop top with lace up details on the sides, and it's in a pastel pink tone. The sleeves have loose ruffles to create a playful vibe. The skirt has a high waisted design, and is in a dark purple hue. It has several layers of ruffles, and is cut in a tiered shape yet there were slight metal like designs for example the spikes around the girls wrists and her studded belt that was held with her skirt.

You soon posed finishing your song panting looking into the crowd to see branch who stood beside a pink girl troll and Queen Barb as you squealed seeing the girl “Barbie-chan!” You teased tackling Barb in a hug as she groaned you still rembering the nickname you gave her when you caught her singing barbie in the middle of the night before glancing to Poppy nodding towards her in a greeting as she squealed "Hi! Im poppy! Barb has told us so much bout you! this is my boyfriend-" you caught Poppy off with speaking up "branch..." you teared up slightly covering your mouth as branch stared at you with wide eyes "(name)" You walked over cupping his face "You've grown so much little bro" you hugged him tightly as Poppy stared with wide eyes confused "YOU HAVE A SISTER?!" "It isn't that big of a deal-" "IT IS! OMG I HAVEN'T MET YOU! THIS IS SO AMAZING!" Poppy squealed hugging you again as you laughed patting Poppy is back "Its good to know someone took care of him when We- I was gone" You said making eye contact with branch who gave a weak smile towards you as you gave a sad look.

He filled you in what you missed and you cried but soon you reconnected next thing you knew a few months later you got sick so you couldn’t attend Bridgette and king gristles wedding but told branch and poppy to scrapbook it for you which poppy agreed to so much while branch hugged you goodbye.

You were informed by Barb, the others that Poppy and branch were on adventure which you were sad about but loved for them to bond more cause you what’s dot be an Auntie so bad!

Currently you were on stage jamming out singing at Volcano rock city branch saying he has to show me while poppy shouted that it was a surprise for you which you were excited about. While you were on stage your dress bouncing where you danced around singing as Trolls who enjoyed your ‘baby metal’ themed singing along as a group of five trolls stared at you on your stage with shock well 4/5 since branch was cheering

You made eye contact with him raising your Handel wave at your younger brother before freezing entirely when seeing four others that had left you with branch and grandma a bubbling feeling rising in your chest your grip on troubled tightening as you finished the song before leaving stage heading into your dressing room holding your head in your hands

You stood in front of your dressing room mirror panting as your heart raced slightly. You'd just been singing on stage when you noticed out of the corner of your eye you'd seen your OTHER four brothers in the crowd. They'd left you and Branch all those years ago, and now here they were watching you perform. As you stumbled into the dressing room, your head was swirling with a mix of emotions. You could feel the anger and hurt rising up in your chest, threatening to boil over.

As you sit in the dressing room your mind churns with conflicting emotions. Part of you wanted to burst out and confront them right then and there to demand explanations and reparations for leaving you and Branch behind for you to be the one with your grandomther to take care of him but another part of you hesitated... It had been twenty long years since you'd last seen them and a lot had changed. Perhaps they had also grown and matured and there was a chance for reconciliation and forgiveness.

A shaky breath past your lips for a moment as you hesitantly stepped out of the dressing room you were greeted by your older four siblings who stood waiting. Your eyes widened at their stances they looked nervous and guilty avoiding eye contact as they shuffled their feet awkwardly mostly John Dory as you took a moment to eye them silently as you were taking note of the slight changes in their appearances and demeanor. John Dory had slighter blue skin then back then when you were young his forest green hair with black eyebrows, his eyes are cyan and black, and a purple indigo nose. He wears this shirt in his torso, a brown and white plush collared vest with brown polka dots on his collars, green ripped shorts, and he is barefoot. His fingerless glove is brown, and a pair of goggles with magenta lenses and a lime green frame. The others changed alot to Spruce had the same slighter blue skin. Lucious purple hair with eyebrows, his eyes are black, and a purple nose. He is seen wearing his shirt with a black and white feather necklace around his neck, a black and white short-sleeved open jacket with scales on it, white roped shorts Clay's pale teal skin was normal yet now he had lime green hair that are from dark teal eyebrows his eyes are blue, and a blue nose. He wears a dark green romper with a green diamond and white outlines, lime green and white stripes bracelets. While your last brother floyd looked away making slight eyecontact with you as you paused pursing your lips for a slight moment Floyd was the last to stare at and how much he had changed from back in the day same skin tone as the rest and his usual dark magenta pink hair and eyebrows, his eyes are purple, and wears a black pearl earring on his right ear. Half of his hair is twisted around his head and partly covers the left side of his face. He is shirtless and has black ripped shorts and a large belt-buckle wrapped around his waist You stared at them you felt out of place when branch grinned motioning you to step forward as you eyed them before speaking "What are you doing here?" you questioned crossing your arms defensively as you surveyed your other siblings as branch patted your shoulder.

The four of them averted their gazes awkwardly shifting their weight and avoiding eye contact. John Dory in particular looked the most guilty he seemed to be struggling to find the right words to say. "We wanted to talk," he finally blurted out, his eyes darting up to meet yours before quickly looking away again. You hesitantly nodded, your arms still crossed tightly across your chest. Your eyes flicked between the four of them, taking in their nervous expressions. "Go on" you said gesturing for them to speak voice steady but cold. "Talk" Before you knew it your older brothers were hugging you babbling apologies as you panicked slightly as branch also felt awkward when wrapped around in the group hug with you as you paused "WHOA WHOA! Chill out!" You said scratching your cheek nervously. Maybe you might have missed them abit... your older brothers were the best... yet you still held them leaving you against them proudly now being able to do things to them in return which caused you and Branch to cause some chaos

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[annaisabookworm]

Going to the Eras Tour with Theodore Nott head cannons.

A/n this is my first time ever writing so I’m really nervous but a little excited!

“Oh cara Mia….” Theodore’s jaw drops and his eyes turn into cartoon hearts he becomes a golden retriever when he sees you step out of the hotel bathroom in the outfit you’ve put your blood sweat in tears to, you’ve worked on it for MONTHS and learned how to sew for it.

Oh and he tells you. He won’t shut up about how good you look for FOUR HOURS your face is flushed and so so so red and he just chuckles

When you get to the stadium you of course bring all your bracelets that you’ve spent moths making and you bring hundreds of them on binder rings and Theodore’s honestly shocked to see how popular you get as soon as you show up outside the stadium

Every single swiftie compliments your outfit within minutes it seems your hundreds of bracelets have been traded and people regardless give you so many bracelets theodores arms become covered in them aswell some even ask if they can get a picture with you and you smile and nod

When you get to your seats on the floor theo smiles and laughs at your jaw drop shock

“What you didn’t think I’d get the best for mia cara” he says kissing you and giving you the biggest grin ever.

“theodore we’re in the freaking front row” your in a total state of shock it’s a bigger deal to you than if he were to be proposing.

If the day couldn’t get any better after you posted a photo of yourself at the eras tour TAYLOR FREAKING NATION reposted YOU. Theodore knew how big of a deal this was since you’ve been hyper fixated on the eras tour for weeks

You SCREAM the absolute LOUDEST during the man because during your time at Hogwarts (you’re currently a sixth year) you’ve faded a lot of unfair sexism (theo would never-) Theodore however just sat down during that song seemingly knowing his place

It’s safe to say this was the best concert of your life and you cry tears of joy during every song and lose your voice for a week after.

Theodore gathers confetti in the merch bags(he bought you everything even though you told him not to) for you while you savor the last moments

Your feet start to hurt because of the gorgeous boots you’ve worn for three hours and he picks you up as your a paper weight and carries you all the way back to the hotel despite your protests

It’s safe to say that’s the best night sleep you’ve ever had and the best night of your life

Theo is so in love with you and has the biggest smile ever on his face for you while you cuddle with him in the hotel.

In the moring Theodore is awoken with the loudest happiest scream you’ve ever had. You’ve never been so happy tears fall down your face of joy and you silently unable to speak bc of your voice show with your shaking hand the notifications from Taylor mother freaking Swift. On your Instagram is a photo of you and Theodore smiling the happiest you’ve ever been and there is a like and comment from TAYLORSWIFT13 saying “OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU! ❤️” and Theodore’s jaw drops. He knows you’ll never shut up about it ever again

“oh Merlin, you’re gonna marry me now that Taylor Swift liked a photo of us aren’t you” he says teasingly and you nod laughing silently

The end <3

[divinelolita]

Hello! I love your writing so much, you saved me with the x male reader 🙏🏻 I was wondering if you could do one where Bill is always denying his sexuality. Like, reader already has feelings for him and Bill likes reader too but tries to push it away and in an interview Bill gets asked about liking men and he's like "of course I don't, it would be a waste for all the pretty girls" and stuff, just like that one interview and reader is kinda hurt. But when they get back to the tour bus and they all fall asleep, reader wakes up late at night and walks up to Bill crying and when he asks him what's wrong Bill expresses his fears and that he just wants to be loved for who he is and don't feel ashamed about it (already crying omg 😭) and then reader gets the opportunity and tells him about how he feels about Bill. In the beginning Bill denies it like, "no you can't love me, why me?" and insecurities and stuff but at the end reader kisses him and Bill gives in and then end up sleeping in each other's arms, Bill being the small spoon you know 😩 I hope you like the idea! Thank you so much!!

BILL X READER: INTERNALIZED HOMOPHOBIA

hii love! im so glad you like my writing 🤞😻 ewwwahh it gets corny during the confession part but erm..

"Let's welcome Tokio Hotel, ladies and gentlemen!"

Bill wanted to puke as he heard those words, hearing all the fangirls and boys scream and squeal like guinea pigs. His stomach curled and he actually felt sick. Oh god, was it too late to cancel an interview? He just wanted to go back to the tour bus, to just sit and watch TV..put on one of M/N's favorite shows and eat snacks and.. -

"Bill, c'mon let's go! We'll follow you out." Tom hissed, patting his brother on the shoulder with a small push. The dreadhead paused, about to ask if Bill was feeling okay, because he looked ill and slightly more pale than usual, but Bill had already began to walk out from the curtains, praying to whatever god was out there he wouldn't trip. M/N followed shortly behind, giving Bill a smile when he looked over his shoulder with a fearful expression.

Bill sat down in the black chair on the stage, listening to the roars and claps of fans come from the space before him. He looked over at M/N, feeling his heart beat quicken. He really did like interviews sometimes, but actually sitting down infront of thousands of people was enough stress to make him go into tears. Although, as he looked at M/N, all his nervousness and anxiety slowly melted away with a small smile, accompanied with a pat to his shoulder. "We got this Bill, it's just like every other time."

He comforted, not looking away until Bill gave a soft nod and grin, thanking the boy under his breath as the applauds slowly died out. He turned his attention to the interviewer infront of them, an older man with greyish-blonde hair. Bill quite liked his tuxedo, he wondered if he could buy the same. His heart skipped a beat as the interviewer cleared his throat, folding his hands as he looked at all the band members.

"Ah..It's so nice to have you guys here!" The interviewer grinned. Oh god, the roars started up again, whistling and hoots coming from the crowd. The band could only smile and laugh, giving nods as they answered "Its great to be here." although it could barley be heard. As soon as the cheers died down again, the interviewer continued. "Hmm, there are a lot of people here. Why don't you all introduce yourself?"

Why oh why? Didn't everybody already know their names? Why did he have to introduce himself? Why why why why-

"I'm Bill Kaulitz. Singer." he smiled, looking over at the camera infront of them.

"Tom Kaulitz. Guitarist.."

"Georg Listing, I'm the bassist."

"Gustav Schäfer. Drums!"

"...M/N. Bassist aswell."

The crowd whooped inbetween everybody, which was starting to get old for Bill. Tom probably didn't mind, his twin watched as the brunette was looking off into the crowd, most likely at some hot chick. Bil resisted the urge to roll his eyes, he didn't want that on TV.

Bill sat nervously, on the edge of his seat as he saw how the interviewer glanced down at his notes before directly looking at Bill himself. "Mm.. Let's start with you Bill, yes?" God no. No thank you, anybody else start please.... "Yeah, why not?" Bill gave a small chuckle as he fixed his posture slightly. He braced himself, heart thumping as he stopped all movements as he began to ponder what the question would be. Oh no.. Please no.

His heart stopped as the interviewer leaned in with a sly smile, squinting his eyes slightly almost as if he was taunting Bill. "So, Bill," he began, taking a second to look at the crowd before continuing, "There's been some rumors squirming about your sexuality, as you might have heard due to the makeup and clothing...care to set the record straight?" Oh.

The crowd was uncomfortably quiet, looking at Bill with piercing eyes waiting for his response. Bill could feel the looks his band members were sending him, even Tom was looking directly at him with a quirked eyebrow. Bill cleared his throat, his mouth going dry as he felt his heart beat quicken. "Oh, no, no, no. I'm definitely not gay...would be a waste to all the girls don't 'cha think?" he responded, trying to ease the air. He nearly let out a relieved sigh as he heart the audience laugh a bit and clap.

He got the courage to look at his band members, but they didn't seem to care. Tom gave Bill a soft nod before returning his gaze to the audience. Georg gave a small smile and Gustav Rose his eyebrows for a second before letting them go back down, now looking at the interviewer awaiting the next question. As Bill looked at M/N, he expected him to at least give a soft grin, but no. He gave him a weird look...a look mixed with emotions Bil couldn't distinguish. He almost looked..sad? A tad bit hurt?

M/N could only clench his fists, blinking back tears threatening to fall. His heart sank deeper and deeper with each word Bill had spoken, and he felt like he was being stabbed repeatedly. He felt as if Bil was holding back- hell he knew he was lying. He knew Bill better than anyone. Okay..maybe not better than Tom. But he just knew something wasn't right.

Bil could only sigh as he leaned backinto hi seat, trying to ignore the thoughts he had about possibly angering M/N. He didn't intend to make him sad! Or hurt. Or whatever the hell he was...

Why was he so..upset?

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Bill stammered back into the tour bus with a groan, barley making it to the couch. He plopped himself down, not bothering to take off his makeup. He heard a soft laugh from Tom as his brother put a hand to his forehead, checking if he was ill or overheated. He could make out a faint command come from his brother, yet didn't respond until the third time he said it. "Take off your jacket, you'll get too hot." he stayed motionless for a moment before removing the leather piece of clothing, taking it to the bunk beds as he threw it down next to his bunk. He pulled off his shoes and got into his bed, his hair still spikey and hard with hairspray.

M/N didn't really talk as the tour bus drove on, giving a soft smile to Georg when he had been told he was very well-spoken during the interview. He barley talked as he ate dinner, twirling the pasta on his fork as he spaced out, being reminded by Tom it would be cold if he didn't eat it. He glanced over at the unopened container of pasta, having the word 'Bill' written in chicken-scratch-like writing.

Then he glanced back at where Bill was laying down, how he could hear soft snores and shuffles come from the bunk. He felt a pang in his heart as he thought about just how beautiful Bill was today, how his makeup was more perfect than usual and how his clothes stood out. How his hair looked so gorgeous and how black his fingernails were.

How was it possible to be so amazing? He has always wondered whenever he glanced at the singer. Whenever he took a peak at Bill he couldn't pull his gaze away, mesmerized by the beauty infront of him. He just..loved Bill so much. Yet Bill didn't like boys, according to him. No, he liked girls.

M/N didn't speak for the rest of the night, going straight to bed shortly after he finished the last of his spaghetti.

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M/N groaned as he suddenly awoke, his shoulders hurt and he couldn't move his legs for a few seconds. He turned to the other side of his bed, smiling when he became comfortable again. He muzzled into the blanket slightly as he sighed, looking forward to sleeping again. Until he heard a small sniffle. He tossed his head lazily over his shoulder, wincing as he pulled the muscle. The air was quiet, accompanied by the occasional snores coming from Gustav.

M/N ignored this, letting his head fall back down as he closed his eyes once more. He felt so good, he was so comfortable and he was so warm. He felt himself start to lose consciousness, hearing nothing but the faint beat of his heart in his pillow, and then another sniffle was heard. This time with a small sob attached to the end. He heard shaky breathes come from somebodies bunk, yet it was too high pitched to be Georg. Who would be crying right now...

"Bill?" M/N whispered hoarsly, his voice raspy and quiet due to just waking up. He listened to how the noises stopped the moment he said something, how the shuffling had instantly paused. He took a second to think if he was really gonna get out of bed. He was so damn comfortable, he was in the perfect position and...

M/N slowly got out of bed, wincing as his legs nearly gave out on him. He stood for a second, stretching, before he walked over to Bills bunk, the curtain covering his bed. He awkwardly stood there before whispering another soft "Bill.."

This time he asked, he heard another shaky breath followed by a sniffle. M/N hesitantly reached his hand out, pulling at the curtain softly. There Bill sat, knees up to his chest and his arms holding them even closer. His head was perched on his kneecaps as soft tears went down his face, down his cheeks and onto his neck and shirt. M/N took a second before he sat down next to his friend, attempting to comfort him.

Bill sat still, although soft sobs would escape his mouth. Although it was clear he was holding back, since his body was shaking and trembling. His eyes were basically red and his cheeks were flushed with pink. He could barley look at the boy next to him, only being able to glance over before he took in a shaky inhale and started crying again.

It stayed like this, completely silent apart from a few sniffles from Bill and snores from Gustav before M/N began to talk. "Bill..what's wrong?" He questioned, a hand going to rub his bestfriends back. Bill took a second before responding, leaning into the touch of his friend. "I'm..I’m scared, M/N." Bill muttered, his voice high pitched as he tried to stop his tears, soft whines coming from his mouth as he tried to breath probably.

"I'm just scared of being outed to the public..god they already think I'm gay anyways..." he hiccuped, his hands going up to harshly wipe his eyes. "I want to find someone..who likes me for me. Who actually likes me, M/N. I just wanna date and not have to worry about the gender of the person and..." Bill trailed off, covering his head with his hands.

"I'm sorry. I'm making this so awkward." he groaned, feeling uncomfortable as M/N stayed silent.

"I'm so sorry. You shouldn't have to be scared, Bill. It sucks that we're famous and everything's on TV, huh?" M/N let out a watery chuckle, taking Bills limp hand into his own. "Ive seen you for who you truly are, how you are off screen. The real you. I love every part about you Bill, I truly do. I love you so much, all the way from your spiky hair to your platform shoes. I love you so much. " Bill peaked up from his arms, looking at M/N with an expression mixed with confusion and horror.

"No...no you can't. You can't love me that's not..." Bill blabbered, eyes flickering back and forth from M/N's. His heart beat quickened and he was sure it was going to pop out of his chest and fall out infront of them. "It's not right." Bill said, although his eyes filled with tears as he inched closer to his friend, actions going against his words.

M/N stayed silent, looking at Bills beautiful face before he leaned in, going to peck Bills lips. Bill nearly pulled away, but felt himself slowly melt into the kiss, gripping M/N's hand tightly. This wants right, he knew it. Or at least he thought he knew. He couldn't think about anything else other than M/N right now as the boy held his free hand into Bills chin. Bill felt an ungodly amount of weight lifting off his shoulders as his anxiety slowly drifted, leaving him feeling content and..strangely calm.

As M/N pulled away, he watched as Bills eyebrows scrunched in concussion, still holding M/N's hands tight. M/N traced the lines in Bills hands as best he could, due to the lighting not being the best before pulling away, and pulled up the covers from Bills bed, starting to get up to go to his own bunk. "Wait!" Bill whisper-shouted, trying not to wake the others up. He gripped onto M/N's forearm tightly, which made M/N pause and look at Bill with concern.

"Stay. Please."

Bill didn't need to say anything else. M/N crawled back in, laying next to Bill as he pulled the covers over both of them. "C'mere." M/N mumbled sleepily, feeling his eyelids grow heavy once more. Bill happily shuffled over, allowing himself to be spooned by his friend. Or boyfriend. Bill truly didn't know. That didn't matter right now though. All that mattered now was M/N's hand draping over Bills waist, holding him close.

Bill could only wish M/N would still be here with him by morning.

[preciadosbass]

5/8/24

woke up at 9:30. when i wake up naturally early i always say good morning to boris so i did that and then decided that i’m not exhausted to the point i should go back to sleep. i just doomscrolled the entire morning and saved a few max green edits along the way. i looked through a few pin sharing urbex groups on facebook and saved a couple videos to my watch later on youtube. its a pain there’s not actually much around where i live, like, that’s why i cant go out on my own. as much as woods are beautiful and nice to be around/at there’s not any shops or town in walking distance.

the next time my family go on a road trip hopefully i’ll be able to explore a few places then. there was an abandoned housing estate about 40 minutes from where i live but apparently it’s being demolished soon, plus i’m not allowed to go there anymore. as for any of the other stuff close-ish, it’s not really anything you can explore. however, i did find an abandoned plane graveyard online and it turned out it was decently close by to me. when i went they didn’t even let me take photos but they did email saying someone could tour me and show me the planes if i arrange a date which is exciting. although i’ll most likely have to wait until october so the plants around it die down.

when it got to about 10/11am my dad came down so i said goodmorning to him and had breakfast as he made me it and i’d feel bad not to. luckily i’ve found breakfast option which has a lot less cals than that bagel so i feel a little, tiny bit more relaxed about having food in the mornings. at 1 i went outside with boris and cuddled him on the driveway. he seems a lot more energetic today. i was sitting on the sleepers across from the front door with my feet outstretched and he layed down leaning against my leg/shoes it was so cute i just had to record it. while i was outside i also fixed the lighting of a picture of jaime and changed my layout and things on all my socials.

i also followed lots of cool people in hopes of become their mutual or something. i stayed out there until 2:20. when i got back inside asked my mum about that list of things on depop that i want to buy and she sent offers on all of the uk items for me. with the rest, i just had to wait until people got back to me about shipping. since yesterday i added one more item to my wishlist, a frank iero tattoo poster from an old magazine, i sent an order regarding this aswell. my mum was getting frustrated and didn’t really understand why i wanted the stuff that i did. but she did see my point about buying the funko pops second hand from depop rather than the official website.

i think i had a nap and woke up at approximately 4/half five but i’m not too sure about times. i saw an informative video about taxidermy and how to tell if things are ethical or not and remembered i was texted a mutual and they kept asking for advice regarding stuff like that, so i sent it to them. at around 5 my hairdresser came round so i got dressed for once [i hate departing from my onesie don’t judge me 🤫] and had my ends touched up. having my hair cut is always kind of awkward for me because i have to stop myself from asking to get it cut short. my parents are fine with it, im just terrible with change. but i have been wanting it short for 4+ years now. its just scary that once it’s done, if i don’t like it, there’s pretty much nothing anyone can do. i’m fine with dye.

before she was about to leave i found out that she’s going to be looking after boris when me and my family go to butlins. she’s really nice and talked me through everything/asked me to text her if i have anything particular i want her to do but i’m scared about leaving him. i think i have a few weeks until we go. i feel guilty saying this, but i am excited, i think. i haven’t been away with my whole family before. that dosent take away the worry though. once my parents had payed and she’d driven off i went outside with boris again.

i was out there up until 7:20 when i went back into my room and put on coraline. i finally found the dvd after looking everytime i watch something for weeks. i’ve watched it so many times i know everything that happens so while i was listening to it i wrote this before i’d forget everything about my day. my phone was blowing up at the same time because some rando keeps submitting anonymous messages harassing me over making music my personality loll — anyways, i watched up until the scene where the other mother gives coraline the box with the buttons in it until i went on a walk with my mum.

we left at almost exactly 9 and went to that same field i’ve spoken about before where you can see london in the distance. the person who owns it must’ve just mowed everywhere so we were just walking on really thick piles of dead grass so it was 10x more tiring. it left like i was walking through snow. obviously it was even more tricky because we walked down and then up the really steep hills. we got home at 10ish and was out for at least 40 or 50 minutes.

when we got back my mum handed me an envelope. i immediately knew what it was; since i’ve been young [7] i’ve had this youth thingy send me and my sister arts and crafts stuff related to the stuff going on at the time. i took it into my room i continued listening to coraline while i made a collage out of the zoos map from yesterday. i opened the envelope once id glued in half of the stuff i wanted to and used this wooden flower from it. i finished it at 11, and i cant tell if i despise it with every fibre of my being or if it’s tolerable. ive never made a collage with so much untouched and plain space [photo at the end]

coraline conveniently finished when i’d completed the collage so i went out to the kitchen to see boris. my mum started arguing with me about how the questions don’t affect me at all and they only have a negative affect on her and my dad when i asked when i should come up. i’m gunna admit, this kinda hit really hard because nobody knows how much it truly affects me and i’m too far gone to even be able to speak about it/write about it. because if i do then it’ll make something bad happen. but i do appreciate that it’s really draining for them too. i just cant stop.

boris went into the living room so i sat out there while finishing the rest of that mcr 2011 concert and updated this at 12 while listening to fall out boy’s folie á duex. once i’d written what i needed to i rewatched a few videos i took at my pierce the veil concert back in april. i’m still not over seeing jaime. i went up to my parents at 12:50 because thats when my mum said they’re ready for me to ask questions about boris. it took about an hour because it was on and off and i kept on getting sidetracked. afterwards i went downstairs, had some breadsticks [and found this huge ass spider living above our food cupboard], did my teeth, and said goodnight to boris.

i cant recall how long i was speaking to him, but i finished at 2:50. i told him about my day and what’s going to be happening tomorrow so he knows i might not be able to be with him as much as id want to. [my prevision is coming round tomorrow]. i got into bed directly after id finished speaking with boris, and listened to three days grace + the used while wrapping up this entry. went to sleep at 3. i usually get to sleep the second my head touches my pillow but it took me a few minutes more today because all i could focus on was the sound of electricity and my radiator. it isn’t even that whirring sound you’d hear at your grandparents when you sleep over, it’s high pitched and inconsistent and weird. also my stick insects were being noisy.

* ughh i hate this page sm it’s probably my least fav one i’ll ever do here’s a picture of boris to make up for it

have a good day/night O_o

[iknowplaces4life]

@taylorswift Thank you for the best three nights of my life. Seeing the European tour come to an end really made me emotional since it has been so special for all of us. On the 17th of May I saw you for the first time ever in Stockholm. I can’t believe it’s been almost 100 days since then. I’m eternally grateful that you finally came to sew us in Sweden and we hope you will be back to see us soon🥹🫶🇸🇪 I was also fortunate enough to attend the show on the 19th aswell and I got the song that i have been dreaming of getting since day 1 of the eras tour, new romantics🩵 the eras tour Stockholm has brought so many people together and I genuinely had the time of my life at the shows but also just hanging out with the other swifties, and of course, trading friendship bracelets💕 There’s not a day I don’t think about all the memories made at the eras tour. Just last week I was incredibly lucky and managed to buy the dream ticket just hours before the London n5 show! Seeing the performance in Wembley stadium was something else. The vibe was absolutely magical and though I went all by myself i felt so welcomed there! I was an emotional mess all day, I will never forget the sweet people that came up to me asking me if i was okay when i was absolutely crying because I realized I was seeing Taylor Swift that night. I will also never forget the two older girls behind me in the pit that made sure i was okay. During the intro I was shaking and crying so much one of the girls behind me held my hand for a while which was just the sweetest. Long live all the memories we made at the eras tour and I wish everyone attending the last leg of the eras tour including the eras tour crew and of course Taylor herself a magical time🫶 love you to the moon snd to saturn forever & always

[stxuxrniolochris]

So American - Chris sturniolo

Irish!chris x singer!y/n

based on ‘so american’ by Olivia Rodrigo

Summary: Chris is irish in this story for it to work, y/n is a world famous singer who sings her first love song live and everyone hears it for the first time, flufff

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Me and Chris have been dating for 7 months now. The best 7 months of my life. Now I’m on tour for my breakup album while being in the best relationship. But tonight’s concert was special, i was going to announce the deluxe version of my album.

I was exited but nervous, there were a lot of new stuff on it. Especially one song, so american, it’s about Chris. It’s my first ever love song. The only people who have heard it are my best friend Nick and my producer dan. I was going to play it for the first time tonight aswell. Chris wasn’t from the US he was from Ireland so he always joked about my being sooo american and stuff and I guess that’s what the songs about.

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I was onstage singing ‘bad idea right’ while Chris was watching from the side cheering and singing along. At the end of the song I announced the deluxe album and everyone was cheering. This was it, I was singing about Chris for the first time right in front of him, would he be weirded out?

“Alright guys, next I’m going to sing a song from the deluxe album that no one has heard before, it’s called ‘so american’, hope you guys like it!”

I look over at Chris who’s still smiling but looks a bit confused as he’s never heard the song and I normally show him all my music before it goes out.

I start the song.

“Driving on the right side road”

I sing it remembering the time I made Chris drive in the US and he got scared because he’s so used to driving on the left side.

“He says I’m pretty wearing his clothes”

I sing thinking about the times he would always compliment me when I wore his brand and how no one wore it better.

“And he laughs at all my jokes and he says I’m so american”

I sing smiling thinking about him. “Omg it’s about Chris” I hear someone scream, causing me to look over at him. He’s smiling his heart out staring right back at me.

“Oh god I’m gonna marry him if he keeps this shit up”

I look over at Chris agian after this line and his jaw is slightly slack, but still smiling.

“I might just be in lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love”

I sing still looking at him and everyone is cheering. I hear screams like “omg it’s Chris.” “I love them together”“I’m so happy for them.” “Chris sturniolo?!”

“I really love my bed, but, man, it's hard to sleep when he's with me, When he's with me”

I sing thinking about all the restless nights me and Chris have had together just talking about life and random things.

“I apologise if it’s a little too much just a little too soon.”

The song ends and everyone is screaming, but I’m just looking at Chris while he’s cheering, supporting me.

- after the concert -

I’m sitting in the dressing room taking of my makeup, when I hear a knock on the door. “Come in!” I shout, still facing the mirror. “Hey superstar.” I smile hearing Chris’s voice but also laughing at his terrible joke. “Hii.” He sits down beside me. “Soo.. what did you think.” I say turning to face him. “What? The concert, yea it was-.” I cut him of him playfully hitting his shoulder as he chuckles. “You know what I mean, the song.” I explained. “I..” he started making me nervous. “I loved it.” He says while brushing his hand through my hair, “You mean it?” I smile, “of course, it was fun and now everyone knows that you’re mine.” He says while standing up. He gestures me to stand up as well.

“It means a lot that you come to my shows, you know.” I speak up after a moment, he doesn’t respond he just pulls me into a passionate kiss. My hands go up to his chest, while one of his hands is on my cheek and the other on my waist. “I really love the song, and I really love you.” He says while his forehead rests against mine. “I love you to.” I smile. “Thanks american girl.” He says making me laugh.

a/n: idk if this is good

[mitamicah]

Hey hey :3 sorta wanted 2 plop myself in ur inbox 2 say ur artstyle has my heart in a chokehold N it is B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L LIKE ONG the bojere art U did 4 the Tavastia anniversary was so so so gorgeous N their lil faces looked so happy N precious!! 🥹🫶 the post-it note sketches of JO are so adorable aswell N I always love seeing ur art in the tag cuz like ITS SO PRETTY N CUTE N JUST 🥰🥰 + all the gig footage U post is everything 2 me N seeing U slowly becoming a Bojan girly/gn makes me happy as a fellow Bojan girly/gn Soo have some photos of our man N his broski 2 end this lil ask that’s just me gushing at ur art 4 five mins,ty 4 being in this a batshit insane lovely lil fandom N all the art U make,Ily 4 it <333333

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Hi there and sorry for not replying in so long.

Awwwn thank you for telling me, I hope you still find is enjoyable even now months later 🥹🫶

Hahahaha I am still very much a Bojan girlie if not a Bojan AND Nace girlie since both of them keeps given me too many reasons not to x’D. I miss them so freaking much I cannot wait for Ruisrock :’3. (I really hope they’ll do another Europe tour soon and if not then that I kick myself in the behind and buy tickets to a Slavic gig).

Look at the precious bean (and Jere) 🥹🫶 thank you for the pictures 🥰🥰

[turnonyrlovelight]

what if bb2k was sorta reversed w the characters ?? y'know like what if jake got let out later and was the one who survived prison, like what would he do ? would he go see cab as soon as he heard who he was ???would he warm up to buster or turn him down altogether ?? would he take the job at willie's and what would he do when maury tells him about the battle of the bands ? like goddamn !!! probs gonna make a post elaborating but it is just. so interesting thinking about how jake would take the situation- i think he'd be just as distraught as elwood in the beginning though, not knowing what to do but he was the one with the confidence and the overall leader, so i think it might be less of a challenge but still a big challenge nonetheless with the group and touring. would there be a new bluesmobile or would they be crammed in the same car the whole time like at the end of bb2k ???? would there be recurring characters that play into jake's storyline aswell ?? i rlly like to think though that since jake n elwood are both stubborn in their own ways, that jake is pretty sour about it at first, would either have to take a moment to actually think about curtis and the band or he'd go straight into it and not dwell on the emotion until later. there r so many options with this :0

[fallingforel]

Arabella pt.7- broken hearts and hospital beds

masterlist.

"fuck" I say out loud forgetting that Alex is beside me, which gets him asking me if everything is okay. "Not really, I leave for a few days and the lads bottle everything without me there, I need to go home Al, wiil you phone me a taxi to the airport I'll explain everything later to you"

"yeah okay, promise me you'll explain though"

"yeah, course could never think not too"

And so It's official I'm on my way home to sort out Matty's heart, not realising in order to do that, I'd have to sort mine out too.

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A/N sooo it's here part 7, I am so sorry for the hurt your about to witness I promise you It's not over yet we still have lots of ground to cover but this is just to get the ball rolling, I promise you. But this is one off the many angst chapters to come, Also the Sarah Jones apperance was not meant to happen. BUT! it happened on accident so It's here now and I can't think of any other names so enjoy

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do you ever question whether people need you or not? I do all the time and then it's times like these when G, MacDonald and hann hell even healy prove me right that I'm their rock they need me incase it gets too much and so that's how I found myself roaming wilmslow late at night, jetlagged so bad trying to find one of my bestfriends.

"Do you seriously not know where he is then? Has he just disappeared? Is there anything I can do?" Alex asked from the other end of the phone

"No I don't know where he is, he gets like this though, when G told him he was going to uni just as a backup incase the band didn't work out he ran away didn't speak to anyone for days, thought it was the end for our friendship group, thought he was going to have to work a 9 to 5, in the end he was just sat at the rec with a bag of coke a wine bottle and a zoot, he was in a really bad state, had to coax him home with a movie night of elephant Hann Ross and I had to take it in shifts to make sure he was okay, and Al there's seriously nothing you can do so stop worrying we're all scouring the place, G's here we know what to do. Don't we G?" I break the phone from My ear earning a snatch of the phone from George.

"Yeah mate honestly don't worry, we're all searching the place if anything he'll be at the rec, or at y/n's mum's she always manages to calm him down so honestly Alex don't worry us Wilmslow lot have got it" George starts speaking at a million miles an hour probably the rush from the worrying about Matty. Soon enough Alex puts down the phone after much coaxing from me telling him that he needs to get some sleep, due to the tour rehearsals he has to go to in a few days.

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"once again so sorry to drag you out here like this, but you know him better than anyone and we figured if anyone could sort it out it would be you, know you'd much rather be living it up in mexico right now with your new lover boy"

"G stop apologising none of this is your fault or Matty's either so don't you dare start having a go at him when we find him, because I know you'd do exactly the same if this happened to you, plus mexico wasn't that fun just a couple of drinks besides I missed you lot like hell while I was out there, wasn't the same"

"But I can't help but apologise, none of this would've happened if we kept a close eye on him, like always your the one left to pick up the pieces, who said I was going to have a go at him anyway, not right now not when he's just lost the one woman who was so special to him and his parents aswell, they were his rock louis too, maybe when he's recovered I might have a go but not right now. certainly not right now. And aren't you a sweetie."

Just as I was about to reply the ringtone of one of our phones went off, it was mine coming from a no caller Id picking it up just incase it had something to do with Matty.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this y/n l/n?"

"yes it is sorry who's calling may I ask what this is about?"

"yes it is. It's nurse jones from highmoore hospital calling about Matty Healy, he had you down as an emergency contact, failing the next of kin we couldn't get a hold of his Mother Denise?"

"Yes Hi is everything okay? we've been looking for hours now is he okay?" I ask while George is standing in front of me mouthing allsorts and making different handgestures trying to figure out whos on the other end, which I make a shoo gesture in return trying to figure out what the nurse has to say in reply to my previous sentence.

"Not particularly, It's a breach of privacy if I tell you over the phone are you possible to make it down here tonight, get in contact with His mother as well bring her down here two, we will also need you both to bring a form of Identification aswell, as there are some forms you need to fill out."

"I'll see what I can do, thank you for ringing me goodbye" I say putting down the phone.

Shortly after I'm met with a burst of questions from George, "who was that?" "was that about matty?" "Is he okay?"

"That was Highmoore hospital, Matty got admitted, apparently Denise didn't pick up, I think her phone must of died she did mention she was on low percentage earlier, so I was his backup emergency contact, I don't know what's happened they wouldn't discuss it over the phone so I have to go down there with denise bringing forms of Identity so they can explain what happened. Will you take me G? Matty had my car and I don't know what he's done with it if he's still got the keys. Also who was denise with in search parties, cos we need to go get her too."

"course I can take ya, I honestly don't know what he's done with your car either to be honest think he took it to his mums after dropping you off. And Den got put with your mum and dad, certainly not with tim considering recent events"

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"hi mum"

"hey babe did you find him is he okay"

"yes and no well I'm not too sure can you put denise on please"

"oh, I would but she went home to look after Louis, Tim took over and came out with me"

"Could you tell Tim to head back home please, we found Matty he's in Hospital, the nurses are asking after me and denise"

"course I can sweetheart, just try not to stress yeah and if you need a place to stay your always welcome back at home, you know your dad and I are here for you"

"yeah I'll try gonna head to den's now, see you later on love you so much thanks for the offer, I'll probably take you up on it dying for a bacon and egg sandwich made by you"

"Okay sweetheart, take it easy love you, and your dad says love you too"

"love you both speak soon."

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And within 5 minutes we're at denises house ringing the doorbell relentlessly, and not even 30 seconds later denise pops her head out the door, and the first thing she said to me was "Have you found him"

"Denise he's at the hospital, your needed to go with her and sign some forms" George says back

"Tim's not back yet, I can't just leave Louis here on his own, will that dickhead get back and fast I need to see my son."

"Look It's fine y/n can take my car she's insured on it, she can drive you both. I'll stay here with Louis till Tim comes back, they probably won't let me in anyway"

"okay."

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We're soon at the hospital I rush to park not caring about the fine that may be insued later for not paying the parking fee, but I couldn't care less about that right now. All I care about is getting to Matty to see if he's okay, I know he won't be but a part of me hopes that he will.

Denise and I rush in to the front desk of a&e

"excuse me excuse me please could you tell me what ward Matty Healy's in she's his mother and I'm his emergency contact we both have ID."

"umm slow down slow down, Unfortunately I can't im only a trainee nurse so I don't have access."

"OH FOR FUCKS SAKE! JUST MY FUCKING LUCK, WELL COULD YOU POINT ME IN THE DIRECTION OF SOMEONE WHO FUCKING KNOWS WHAT THEY'RE DOING" Denise shouts, clearly overwhelmed from all of the events in the past 24 hours

"Miss I understand that your upset but you need to calm down and lower your voice you're upsetting the other patients"

"FUCKING CALM DOWN? CALM DOWN? ARE YOU HEARING THIS Y/N? SHE DECIDES TO TELL ME TO CALM DOWN ? I JUST WANT TO SEE MY SON, I NEED TO MAKE SURE HE'S OKAY"

and right then and there she breaks down in my arms crying and sobbing. "oh Denise there it's okay I'm right here I'm not going anywhere okay" turning to the nurse I open my mouth "she's just going through a divorce and her mum died the other day, she's just upset she's not normally this rude, could you please point me in the direction of someone who would know please"

"yeah, sorry honestly I would but it's protocol, and I don't want to break it and lose my potential job, Sarah over there knows everyone and everything that comes in and out of this hospital, she should be able to tell you"

And so I sit denise down on one of the vacant chairs lining the entrance. "you gonna be okay I'm just gonna go over there to talk to that nurse about our Matty I won't be long" and she can't get a word out too stressed about the whole thing so she opts in for a wave of the hand instead.

"Excuse me" I tap her on the shoulder while she's looking at some documents. "Are you okay there? Are you waiting to be seen?" "umm I'm okay, I spoke to the nurse over there she said you could help with me finding My friend Matty Healy. I spoke with a nurse over the phone,I'm not too sure of the name. I'm with his mum over there she's too shaken up to speak so I have to do the speaking, I'm his emergency contact we've both got ID, the nurse on the phone said we had to bring it." "yes that was me on the phone I can take you both to the doctor and him if you want, I will need to see ID from you both though just to match it to his record" "yeah, of course I'll just go grab Denise and come to the front desk"

"sorted, come on Denise we're going to see Matty" "you go, if my boy has a load of wires attached to him I don't want to see it. Just tell me the damage he has done to himself, to get him here yeah" "okay, I'll tell you. Don't stay here though go get a coffee or something even a walk outside, you can even pay for my parking if you want, just don't sit here yeah don't get too in your head I'll be back with him before you know it, heres G's keys." I say to her fishing George's keys out my back pocket handing them to her before heading to the front desk and digging my ID out meeting with the Nurse again.

"Okay, looks all good, where's his mum? Does she not want to go?" "No. Said she wouldn't be able to deal with it if he was attached to a load of wires on a bed, sent me to see damage instead" "It's okay we get it alot loads of families come in and it's usually the mum's who can't bare to see what's happened when it could just be a bump on the head which we need to keep an eye out for a concussion, or a broken ankle, but I get it though, if I got a call about one of my boys I'd be in bits I'd send my sister in to see the damages"

"yeah it is understandable I suppose, I'm sorry to be rude but is it alright if I actually see the doctor now" "Yeah of course I'm sorry I'm being a blabber mouth again I'll take you to see Dr. Inverness now, he'll be able to tell you more" and so the walk is quick turning a couple of hallways until we reach the opiod overdose ward. "fuck, matty what have you done" I let out, I thought I had said it in my head, but I hadn't because Sarah speaks up from beside me "don't worry this isn't where he is, he's in the orthopedic trauma ward, this is just where Dr Inverness' office is because this is his main speciality" I let out a breath that I didn't realise I had been holding.

We eventually reach Dr Inverness' office, and Sarah knocks on the door, earning a "come in" from the otherside of the door.

"Ah Nurse Jones, this is a bit of a way to come, aren't you needed in A&E? what brings you to the opioid ward?" "Just have Matty Healy's emergency contact with me, she wants to know what's going on" she says then turns to me "I've got to go, too many trainee nurses and not enough fully qualified nurses in A&E, you're in safe hands with Dr Inverness he'll talk you through everything that has happened with Matty, even take you to him" "thank you so much for your service, hope Denise didn't scare your trainee nurse too much, she can get a bit much sometime" "Honestly no bother, and no don't worry I saw her keep her cool and not cry she's a tough cookie it's gonna take a lot more than a mental breakdown from a mother of a patient to break that one, take care" "and you" she leaves after that.

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"so what's wrong with Matty?" "he suffered blunt force trauma to the head after consuming too much Alcohol, resulting in alcohol poisoning, we've had to stomach pump him already, we couldn't leave it, it would've been too late until someone showed up and he could've died. We don't know how long he was there for a member of the public found him on the floor with blood surrounding his head."

"Understandable, I'm sure his mum would say the same. There's something else isn't there?"

"yes, when we did testing when he arrived we found quite an amount of opioids in his system 30mg of erythroxylon 4mg of THC 0.5 g of oxycodone 50 mg of methamphetamine"

"what are you trying to say?"

"we need an approval to send Matty off to rehab to get clean, he's not awake yet, we've had to put him in a medically induced coma, If not he would've done it himself with the amount of drugs he had taken"

"look, I can't make a decision right now, I can't do it by myself, am I okay to go and see him?"

"of course, I'll take you, but I will need an answer by the time he wakes up?"

"were hoping to take him out of his coma, in 2 weeks, And then he should wake up a few days after that it takes a couple of days to fall out of the comatose state he's in right now, although I should warn you he might never fall out. He's right through here talk to him he can still hear you, we encourage everyone to talk to these patients, It can sometimes speed up the awake process"

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It hurts seeing him the way he is all battered up and bruised, he probably fell from the height of one of the ramps at the skate park. I go and sit next to him grabbing his hand over the many wires that were in the way, It was clear Matty was on high alert. And it hurt like hell.

"oh Matty what am I going to do, why were you so stupid, if you had just waited for me to get back I was on my way home, why couldn't you have just waited? It would've been so much easier on everyone. eh? What are you like? You know I never thought THE Matty Healy would've had to get his stomach pumped THE Matty Healy who could down 17 tequila shots one after the other before being sick and going back at it again. And now look at you, you had to get your stomach pumped after probably downing a bottle of red, that has always been our depressed drink. Alex asked after you, you know wanted to check you were alright. Please Stink pull through I know you can, I love you so much darling, so so much, please pull through, I don't know what I'd do without you, If not for me do it for Louis, for George, For Ross, For Adam, For your Mum, For your dad, for everyone around you, For yourself. Please Please please for your bug" and that was it before I saw my never ending tears wetting his sheets and his hand.

[cosmolog]

Flame On!

Imagine being Wong's adopted daughter after he found you in a box outside the New York sanctum.

The two clicked once Wong found out they shared the same sense of humour. Y/n is 4 years old when she first meets Doctor Stephen Spielberg- no what- Stephen Moffat no- Stephen Gerrard- god autocorrect is so....Strange.

When Wong found her on the doorstep of the New York Sanctum; he was confused.

Confused that a little girl and a tiny dog were sitting patiently infront of him. He raised an eyebrow at her small smile before looking up and around him.

The streets of New York had been lines with a small layer of snow as more of the stuff gently fell from the sky. But no Parents or Gaurdians in sight.

No, just this little girl and her dog.

A small sniffle broke Wong from his search. He bowed his head down to meet the E/c eyes of the girl.

He hummed to himself and shrugged, silently having a conversation with the girl before speaking up.

"What's your name?"

The girl tried to speak but ended up coughing. And if Wong hadn't been questioning this whole ordeal already, he could've sworn he saw a hint of black smoke floating out of her mouth as she coughed.

His eyes narrowed in confusion but his gaze was again brought from the smoke as she sniffled again.

"And where might your parents be?" He asked. She shook her head in return. Wong sighed.

"How about we get you warmed up before I asked too any questions" he suggested, crouching down to hold out his hand for her to grab.

She glanced at it unsure then down at her puppy. Wong answered her unasked question.

"Yes, you can bring your puppy inside aswell. Okay?" Wong still held his hand out.

The girl smiled at the news and took hold of his hand to pick herself up from the big box she had been put in.

The big doors of the Sanctum opened wide as the two entered, almost scaring the girl as she edged closer to Wong, still holding his hand.

"This is the New York Sanctum. It's where I live and it's what I protect" Wong started as he gestured to the big room holding a staircase right in the middle of it. It looked like a place a princess would live in.

"Are you a prince?" She couldn't help but ask.

At that; Wong glanced down at her while chuckling a bit. Then he suddenly stopped. "No" he spoke plainly but still had a genuine smile on his face.

Which led to the next question. "Are you a princess?"

Wong just shook his head. "What's your name?" He changed the subject.

She looked down at the glassy floor. "Y/n" she responded.

"Y/n? Hm, you share the same name as my sister" Wong said kindly.

Wong gave her a full tour of the Sanctum. Some things she liked; like the Cloak Of Levitation. It waved to her as she passed it, causing her to wave back with a giggle.

Other things, she didn't like; like....uuhhh, well I guess she didn't dislike anything. I know I wouldn't.

Even that weird looking round window seemed to amaze her. At the end of the tour, Wong turned to her again.

"Now, are you hungry?" He asked.

Y/n's stomach rumbled at the thought of food, making her glance down at her tummy and giggle. "I guess so"

Wong smiled at her then led her to the kitchen, guiding her to a seat at a small table with only two chairs tucked into it neatly.

As she sat down, Y/n let go of Wong's hand. If your wondering 'Wait, what the dog doin'?', here he is.

The little dog looked to be a mix; a Corgi colored German Shepard.

To say the least, he was frickin' cute.

The fluff ball had a little trot in his step as he entered the kitchen, almost getting stood on by Wong. He started swearing in a different language as Y/n giggled a bit, reaching down to take the dog up from the ground and onto her lap.

Food was served a few minutes later. Chicken noodle soup. Yummy.

As Y/n ate the first noddle of the dish, she stopped and coughed into her elbow.

As soon as she lent back a bit, a small flame had caught onto her bare arm causing Wong to freak out.

He leaped up from his chair, darting to the sink for some water. But by the time he had turned around, Y/n had already drenched herself in noodle soup in order to stop the fire.

Well...at least he didn't make it boiling hot like he normally does.

Y/n gave a weak smile as she halted all movement, trying not to get any soup on the clothing she missed.

"Okay..." he mumbled, clearly aware that this was not normal. The child on fire part anyways.

He sighed. Questions can be asked later. But right now. "Let's get you cleaned up" Wong said, helping her up from the chair as she kept her upper body frozen, trying to balance the remained of the soup on her arms.

"I'm sorry" she said. Wong shook his head.

"Don't worry about it. I've got two mess makers now. At least with you all I have to worry about is spilt soup" he told her as he guided her up the stepped towards the bathroom.

Once he got her washed and dried, he went to tidy up the kitchen where the noodles had fallen to the floor, only to find the dog eating the noodles up.

Y/n smiled brightly. "Good boy, Hulky!" She praised as she walked over to pat his back.

"Hulky?" Wong wondered aloud.

Y/n looked up at Wong with a smile. "Hulk's my favourite superhero. Hulk saved me from a weird alien person a few years ago. And he found me while I was on your doorstep waiting" she told him.

"You were at the Battle of New York?" Wong asked.

Y/n nodded. "Well, I do live here. Live, as in, grew up in and not in a warm home kind of way" she said with a hint of sadness in her voice.

Hulk looked up at Wong and sneezed. Wong cringed, deciding to change the subject again. "He could have lice" he  said, stepping forward to try and get her away from the dog.

She hugged Hulky. "We could bath him?" She suggested.

Wong sighed, knowing he's the only one that is going to wash the dog.

---

"Here! Get back here!" Wong yelled from the bathroom as he scrambled after the wet and soapy dog.

Hulk had run through the whole Sanctum before Wong caught up to him with a few portals. He opened one up right as the dog skidded around a sharp corner.

Hulk had time to no time to stop as he slid through the portal and fell back into the bath. Wong laughed in victory as he closed the portal.

"That was funny" Y/n laughed from the couch in the living room. Wong turned to look at her only for his eyes to widen as he saw a ball of fire dancing from one hand to the other.

Like a kid would do when they are bored of playing whatever; just throw it around in your hand for a while.

"What kind of magical being are you?" Wong blinked as he stepped closer to her.

Y/n just watched the flames move around her hand, travelling from one palm to the next. She looked back up at Wong.

"I think I know who my dad is" she whispered. "But he clearly doesn't want me" her eyes filled with tears at the last sentence.

Wong's heart clenched with an equally painful sadness. He sat down beside her staying quiet for a few moments as if he was going over what he should say.

"Your parents do want you; believe me. If I had a daughter who could light up a room, I wouldn't give her up for the world. Because she's my daughter and I will always be proud. No matter what" he told her.

"Can I be your daughter? If that's okay with you..." She mumbled.

Wong placed a gentle hand on her back, a smile settling on his face, his eyes showing only happiness within them.

"Of course. I will teach you everything you need to know, all about the Mystic Arts. Perhaps one day you will guard the Sanctum, but let's focus on the basics first" He said.

[nayaaatv]

mingyu bf hcs !

# : fluff, slight crack :-)

warnings ! : none (?)

wc : 0.8k (um hehe)

a/n : i love him so much oh my god

req by anon 1 and 2 ^_^

i have a feeling he has a habit of calling you his wife/husband. like he probably has your contact as "yn💍♡" or something. like even though there could be many years to come until then he likes to think of you as his beloved. he gets so blushy and giggly when you call him hubby. he gets so clingy and cuddly. he 100% wants to grow old with you ♡

movie nights with him would probably just like 20% movie and 80% cuddling. his eyes are literally stuck on you, he only looks at the screen when you tell him to. he loves it when he hears you laugh at something that happened and like your too busy laughing to explain what happened. he's so much softer during movie nights, or cuddling in general. he barely focuses on the movie and just like plays with your hair or traces shapes on your wrist. as soon as the movie ends he's gonna shower you with a bunch of kisses. "finally! can you kiss your boyfriend now?"

he feels obligated to experience everything with you, but like, literally. if you tripped and fell in public he would purposely slip aswell. he doesn't want you to go through anything alone (unless you want to do things by yourself ofcourse). he tries his best to keep you company. if you dropped your food he will hand feed you the rest of his. if you looked like you were having a hard time studying or doing anything he would always (try) to help you in any way he can! he wants you to know that he'll always be right by your side, and he's more than glad that you do the same :)

kisses with him are probably so amazing. like even the small kisses make you feel bubbly inside, same for him. imagine running and crashing your lips onto his at the airport after he went on tour or on a vacation with the guys. kisses with gyu are so intimate no matter how long the kiss is. like he has a big habit of smiling into the kiss. he loves your lips so much, your sweet sweet lips. everytime you kiss him he feels so so so loved. ever since your first kiss with him, he cannot live without your lips.

so so so in love when you take care of him when he's sick or has a high fever. he gets all mushy inside. he literally lets ONLY YOU take care of him. you always have to assure him its not his fault when you get sick too, but he gets so guilty afterwards, but he's also a bit happy. not because he's happy you're sick too, he's happy because you were willing to take care of him even though you could possibly get sick too. its always a 7/10 chance that your mom or his mom end up taking care of the both of you anyway. you're both glad though. atleast you're both going through the endless coughing together, right? he says the sore throats feel less sore with you (LMAOO).

he probably has a plushie of you. like he was legitimately just scrolling on instagram one day and he came across a page that sold custom handmade plushies, and right before he knew it he had a mini you next to his bed. he found it so cute that he literally forgot to tell you about it. he brings it everywhere when he's not with you, and definitely kisses it every night before he goes to bed without you, you don't need to know that though. + he has a bunch of photos and selfies with it hehe

i feel like I've said this 100 times but he loves it when you dress him up. like imagine having a beach day with gyu and the boys and you guys have like matching swimwear that you picked out. oh my god its like too cute.

im pretty sure we are all aware that he gets jealous easily, there's like a 50% chance he'll get protective jealous and the other 50% is sulky jealous (if that made sense at all). like he'd either be like "how about me? im your boyfriend, i want to do that too!" and a bunch of other things but when he's sulky jealous he gets all clingy and pouty. he's like holding onto your arm while frowning because he saw you tutoring a guy at the local library or he saw you texting your guy co-worker about something while sitting next to him. you'd have to repeatedly assure him he's the only one you'll love and kiss, and then he's a happy puppy again!

matching bracelets 100%. he has a dog charm and you have a cat charm. you remember finding it at a fair and it reminded you of him immediately, and so, he's been wearing it ever since you put it on him, will never take it off unless someone manages to get his stubborn bum to remove it for his work. he's glad you don't take off yours either, he loves you so much lmaooo.

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[goldnn-harry]

loving family [h.s]

i've recently been obsessed with dad!harry fics so here you go <3

warnings: none, just plenty of fluff😁

tags: dad!harry 

“dada?” 

harry groaned softly as his daughter lightly touched his arm. not in a bad way of course, just due to the fact of being woken up.

“yes bub?” he turned over to the side of the bed and picked lily up unto the bed. she was still too short to climb up, so she always waited patiently for her dad to help her.

she grinned, “good morning daddy.”

harry smiled and kissed her nose. “good morning princess. how’d you sleep?”

“good, pascal gave me company!” little lily smiled even wider as she showed harry her favorite stuffie, one of pascal from tangled.

“that’s amazing baby. i’m glad you like your stuffie. how about we go brush our teeth, hm?”

lily whined, but still complied and got out of bed with harry. hand in hand, they walked to the bathroom. harry picked her up and set her on the counter, brushing her teeth first and then his own.

“alright bub, clothes or food first?”

lily rested a finger on her chin and hummed, “food!”

harry chuckled, “alright pumpkin, lets go.”

harry helped lily off the counter and carried her to the kitchen. 

he peered down at his daughter as he walked and lightly pulled her thumb out of her mouth, “hey, remember what nanna told you about that? don't suck your thumb baby.” he lightly kissed her forehead to show that he wasn't mad at her, and then set her in her high chair so he could make her breakfast.

“what do you wanna have for breakfast, hm?”

“cinnamon rolls? pleaseeee daddy?” she pouted adorably, earning a chuckle from harry.

“alright bub. but remember that's not an everyday thing mkay?”

she nodded, “yes dada i know. can you eat them too?” she asked him hopefully. most of the time, when he made cinnamon rolls, he didn't eat them. he usually had eggs or toast instead, since he wasn't a big fan of the sugary treat so early in the morning.

but of course, he'd do anything to see lily happy. so, he nodded and started to cook their cinnamon rolls along with scrambled eggs and a couple of cut up strawberries as he listened to his daughter ramble to him (and to pascal of course) about the movie gemma and her had watched a couple nights ago.

a couple minutes later, he served her food in her favorite plate, which featured some of her favorite disney princesses. (***)

after giving lily her food he served his own, and stored the left overs in a tupperware container.

“is it good baby?” he asked, after giving her juice and sitting by her to eat aswell.

she nodded eagerly, “very!”

harry smiled, happy to see his daughter happy. “i'm glad you like it.”

“dada are we gonna go see y/n today?”

harry absolutely loved how much lily loved y/n. she was always so excited to see her, or even to talk about her, anything that involved y/n made her happy. and that was one of harry's biggest concerns, his daughter not liking the person he dated. so when he saw how much lily loved y/n, and not only that, but also how much y/n loved and adored lily, he was more than relieved.

with being a single parent, there's always going to be people that don't want a kid that's not theirs, or just dont want a kid in general, and even though it sucked, harry had to understand that.

but that didn't mean that he didn't worry whenever he had to break the news to someone he's talking to that he had a kid. he'd only dated four people after lily's mom left him (and lily).

the first girl was called ellie, and she was so complicated. she didn't trust harry at all, always accusing him of cheating or whatever she could come up with. she also didn't love lily, but she didn't hate her, and she told harry that she was trying and would eventually love her as her own. and although she was nice and loving at times, harry ended it after 6 months.

the second girl was noelle. she was gorgeous, such an amazing person. but that ended at 10 months, when she broke up with him and harry found out she was never over her ex.

then he dated bella, who was a not affectionate person, and didn't care for lily at all. she always pushed her away and asked harry to hang out, without her. that ended super quickly, just after a month. harry was never going to tolerate or date someone who didn't want his kid.

but then he met y/n. he met y/n at his job. y/n was a clothes designer, and she designed and made most of the outfits harry wore to his last tour.

she had walked into his trailer, hands full of folders and papers which harry immediately offered to help with. after getting situated, they went over all of her designs and harry picked the ones he liked and wanted to wear. their first interaction went smoothly and friendly, just how both of them had hoped for. after that they had to meet each other countless of times for measurements and just overall discussing how harry wanted his outfits to look, fit and even feel.

when tour ended, harry asked her out on a date, which went amazingly. and here they are, a year later, completely in love.

“yes baby, we'll go bring y/n breakfast before i take you to school.” he smiled. somedays, before taking lily to preschool harry brought y/n some breakfast if she wasn't too busy. those were lily's favorite days.

she giggled in excitement and finished her food quickly. “hurry daddy!” she pointed to his still half full plate of food.

“alright, alright pumpkin give me a second.” he grinned and ate his food a bit quicker. he washed the plates and cups and everything they used and carried lily to her bedroom.

he walked to her closet and picked out two outfits so lily could choose. he layed both of them on the floor and set her down. “go ahead baby, pick one.”

lily looked at them for a couple seconds, and then walked to the one on the left. she picked it up and held it up for harry. (***)

he smiled, that had been his favorite outfit too.

he helped lily get dressed and then moved on to her hair. he lightly brushed it, her small curls usually got tangled at night. her hair was exactly like harry's, brown with soft, light curls. he put two butterfly clips on the front and kissed her on the forehead.

“all done.”

“okay now your turn!” lily smiled and pushed harry out of her room and into his as he laughed.

“okay okay i'm coming!” he walked into his room with her, and picked out an outfit to wear. (***)

he also added his pearl necklace, knowing that basically everyone loved it.

after he finished getting ready, him and lily left the house and headed over to y/n's work place with the extra breakfast he had stored in the tupperware.

lily held his hand as they walked inside, eager to see y/n but a bit nervous to be around so many other people.

harry knocked lightly on y/n's door, gently opening it when he heard the soft “come in,” from inside.

“y/n!” lily grinned as she ran over to her, jumping in her arms.

she laughed, "hi lily." she pressed a soft kiss to her head and set her back down.

“we brought you breakfast! show her dada!"

y/n smiled as she looked at harry, who was smiling too, holding the container and waiting for y/n and lily to finish their moment so he could go say hi.

“thank you lily! i bet the yummy treat was your idea, hm?”

lily giggled, “yes! dada made cinnamon rolls.”

“just my favorite.” y/n smiled. lily sat down on the small couch in y/n's office, paying more attention to her toy now.

harry took the opportunity to walk over to y/n and give her a big kiss on the lips. “hi my love. i brought you breakfast, but you already knew that.” he grinned.

y/n kissed him one more time and set the container on her desk. “thank you. i missed you.”

“i missed you too. we've been so busy," he said as he tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.

“i know. is it okay if i stay with you for a couple days?”

harry smiled, “that's more than okay.”

she grinned, “good. i suppose you have to take lily to school now right?” the dissapointment in her voice was evident, as she didn't want to say bye to her so soon.

“yes i do, but i'll take you with me to pick her up. deal?” y/n grinned and nodded, “deal.”

harry kissed her once more. “i love you.”

“i love you too harry.”

[mysweetgeo]

I Need You (Part 18)

Summary: Sequel Series to the Do You Want to Know a Secret ? Series. Reader accepts a job as a photographer for a band as they begin a tour mid-1966, what happens when she finds out that she knows them ?

Warning(s): Smut !!!! Smut smut smutty smut SMUT !! I’ve marked it in case anyone wants to skip over it ! x

America continually drained the lot of you, Brian included.

You spent a lot of time bouncing between Brian’s makeshift offices in his hotel rooms and tending to the boys.

Brian uses you to make phone calls to upcoming venues, which you didn’t mind in the slightest.

And in between phone calls you help the boys re-pack and unpack between cities and help carry their bags to their rooms.

And every night you find just enough time to spare for your love, your George.

The two of you tuck into bed and George likes to hold you for just a few moments, to take in your scent and when he pulls away he holds your face in his hands and just has this loving grin on his face, as if he’s waited his entire life just to look at you in this way.

And the pair of you fall asleep, face to face as you cling together, afraid to lose each other.

This is how many of your days have been spent, and you are thankful that their tour will be ending soon.

As much as you love spending every waking moment with the four boys, you can’t wait to have some privacy of your own.

Their last string of concerts were soon approaching, with hardly a day of travel between shows.

You were travelling from Seattle to Los Angeles by van, and you were smushed in the back between George and John because Paul and Ringo were taking up the entire middle row of seats.

John’s head was on your shoulder, fast asleep, and George was nodding off aswell.

You grasped George’s hand and pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek, “You can sleep, love,” you said softly.

He hums when your lips make contact with his cheek and he leans his head against your shoulder, “Love you,” he whispers before nodding off.

You grin and keep his hand in yours as you feel yourself becoming sleepy.

You lean your head against his and allow yourself to fall asleep as well.

+

When you awoke, you were being carried into the hotel by George, who held you like a child. His hands held firmly under each of your thighs.

Your arms were wrapped around his neck, and your face pressed into the skin between his jaw and his neck.

You pressed a soft kiss to his pale skin and pulled yourself impossibly closer to him before letting out a soft whine.

“Don’t wake up, dear. We’re almost to the room,” he whispered in a soft voice as he stood beside John and Brian in the lift.

“Yer lucky we love her, George, her suitcase weighs a ton!” John muttered out loud.

“No it does not,” you grumbled.

“Whatever,” he replied, you swore you could hear his eyes roll as he spoke.

“Fuck off, John,” George said as he swayed from side to side.

“Enough,” Brian said firmly, “Get to bed, I don’t want to hear you fighting over something so juvenile.”

“Alright, Eppy,” they both replied in near unison.

You could hear John and Brian talking about something in hushed voices, and you could feel George’s eyes on you as he held you close to his chest.

He swayed from side to side, his cheek pressed against the top of your head, “Don’t wake up lovely,” he whispered as his swaying came to a stop when the lift did.

You felt his steps shake his body as he walked to your shared room, and you could hear John following close behind (due to his blabbering mouth).

“John, please quiet down, she’s asleep,” George all but begged.

“Oh! Right, sorry,” he said as he continued walking beside George to the room. “Care if I sleep with you lot tonight?” He asked.

“I don’t,” you murmured sleepily at the same time George said a firm, “I do.”

“Lady’s in charge, Geo,” John said with his classic shifty grin.

“Fine,” George grumbled as he readjusted you in his arms before handing John the key that was in his hand.

You heard John unlock the door and flip the lights on, and heard George close the door gently behind the two of you.

You felt him attempting to set you down in the bed, but the loss of warmth cause you to whimper and lock your legs around his waist to keep his body against yours.

“Love, I’ve to change out of my suit,” he whispered into your ear.

You whined and tucked your face into his neck, refusing to let go.

“George, let me get changed and I can take her so you can change,” John said as he flung his suit jacket on the floor.

“Okay,” George said hesitantly, sitting down on the edge of the bed, holding you against his chest and swaying you softly.

John stripped of his suit and threw on some baggy pants and a plain long-sleeved tee on before he sat beside George and took you gently into his arms.

“Mm,” you murmured at the new warmth of John’s body against you, “warm.”

George made quick work of changing into pajamas and quickly scooping you from John’s arms, “D’you want to wear one of my shirts to bed, dear?” He asked.

You nodded into his neck, clutching him tight against you.

“Okay,” he said more to himself before looking up at John, “d’you mind making yourself scarce so I can get her dressed?”

John licked his lips in a wicked way, “I could help, y’know.”

“No,” George’s answer was short and final and John acknowledged that as he went to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

George held you carefully as he stripped you of your clothes, “Can you stand up for me, love?”

You hummed in agreement, standing on wobbly legs as you leaned heavily against George while he took one of his shirts into his hands and slid it over your head.

“Mmm,” you murmured as you fell into his body, happy to return to his arms.

George could only grin as you tucked your face into his neck, curling into the side of his body where you fit perfectly together, like two pieces of a puzzle.

“Can I come out now, George?” John yelled from the bathroom door.

“Yes,” George answered simply as he stood for a moment to walk around and lay the two of you down on the bed together.

You whined at the movement, but soon relaxed into his grasp, wrapping your arms around his waist.

“Love you, Georgie,” you whispered in his ear as you began to fade back into sleep.

“I love you too, dearest,” he replied, contorting his body to plant a kiss atop your head.

“You two make me ill,” John stated as he climbed into bed beside you two.

George rolled his eyes as he shut off the beside lamp, “Goodnight, John.”

“What? No ‘I love you’ or ‘sleep well, darling’? Rude,” John replied.

“Oh shut yer trap, Lennon,” you said with a grunt.

“Goodnight to you too,” John remarked.

+

When you woke, George was splayed across the upper half of your body, his mouth open and soft snores vibrating his body.

John was curled into your side, his arms wrapped around the two of you with his head pressed under your arm.

You used a free hand to run your fingers through George’s messy hair, watching his expression soften as you did.

After admiring George’s sweet face, you turned to look at John, whose eyes were rapidly moving under his eyes as he was deep in a dreamy sleep.

You ran a finger against his cheek and watched him relax into your touch, “Mm, Cyn,” he murmured.

You let out a quiet giggle as John dreamt of his wife.

Your small sound seemed to have woken George, as you felt him stir and nuzzle his face into your chest slightly as he adjusted himself to look up at you.

“Morning, sleepy boy,” you whispered, trying not to wake John.

His face cracked in a soft smile, “Good morning, love,” he said quietly before pressing a sweet kiss to your cheek.

“How did you sleep?” You asked, tangling your fingers in his soft hair.

His eyes closed and his mouth opened slightly in content before he could reply, “I always sleep well with you,” he answered.

You grinned at his reaction, “I love you,” you said in a soft voice before leaning forward and placing a kiss on his lips.

George sighed into the kiss, one of his hands reaching up to caress your face as the two of you kissed, your breaths mingling together.

He moved to straddle you for a moment, a moan escaping his mouth as he settles on top of you.

Your hands clasp at his cheeks as your tongues enter each other’s mouths, grunts and groans tumbling into each other’s mouths as you lose yourselves in your own little world.

“You two are disgusting,” you hear from beside you, jolting you out of your daze.

The two of you turn to face John, lips swollen and faces flushed.

“I’m going to my room, you guys can do whatever you like here,” John states, sliding out of your bed and shuffling to the door.

(Smut begins)

George’s eyes meet yours as the door shuts and he grins wickedly at you before diving down to meet your lips.

“Mmm,” you groan against his lips before pulling away and guiding his lips to your neck, “I love you, George.”

“I fuckin’ love you too,” he groans against your neck, sucking and biting at the soft skin of your neck.

A moan escapes your lips as his canines sink into your skin, leaving a trail of wet kisses along your jawline as he slowly moved his lips down your neck and along your collarbone.

You sighed in pure pleasure as he inched lower once more, mere inches above your fully clothed breasts.

You gently pushed him away for a moment as you reached down and grabbed the hem of your shirt, pulling it over your body to expose your breasts to him.

George hummed in approval and began to suck on the supple skin of your breasts as you arched your back to press yourself against him.

He let out a groan as his mouth latched onto your left nipple, causing you to gasp, your eyes rolling back into your head as waves of pressure washed over your body.

“George,” you moaned, as his left hand came up to squeeze your opposite breast, flicking and pinching the nipple as his teeth grazed the other.

He soon switched his position and his mouth began suckling your right breast, while his other hand came up to massage the other breast.

You could feel his erection pressing against your inner thigh as he continued sucking and biting your breasts before his lips trailed down your stomach, making your body shiver involuntarily.

When he reached the waistband of your pants, he looked up at you for consent, you nodded, arching your back and pressing yourself closer to him as he began to slide them down your thighs, revealing your panties to him.

George groaned when he saw how soaked the crotch was and he pressed a kiss on the crease of your inner thigh, causing your hips to buck.

He grinned and pulled away from you, standing for a moment as he slid his shirt off and tossed it to the side.

You sat up and crawled to the end of the bed, reaching out to help him pull off his pajama bottoms and his briefs, pushing them down his legs before he kicked them off.

You took a moment to drink him in, his exposed chest shimmering with a gleam of sweat which made him look much more masculine, you had to keep yourself from pouncing on him.

George came to stand at the edge of the bed, gently pushing you back so that you were laying flat on the bed again as he crawled over the top of you, resting on his elbows as your bare chests pressed against one another.

“George,” you murmured, looking directly into his eyes.

“Yes, my love?” he replied.

“Make love to me.”

That was all you had to say before George had all but ripped off your panties, spreading your legs apart and slicking his member in your wet folds, allowing a groan to escape his lips.

He aligned himself with your entrance and the two of you were looking intently into each other’s eyes as he pushed into you.

You both moaned in unison and you gripped his shoulders for support as he stilled for a moment so that you could adjust to his size.

After a moment you nodded in approval and squeezed his shoulder gently with your hand, and he slid himself out of you, only to slide back into you, never losing eye contact as your hips met in perfect synchronisation.

It was quicker than you’d imagined it would be with your George for your first time together, but all the sexual frustration and tension that had built up over the years had finally come to a harsh halt.

“George”, you murmured when you felt the familiar pressure building up in your lower abdomen.

He bit gently under your ear, “Yes, love?”

“I don’t think I’m going to last very long,” biting back a moan as you finished your sentence.

“Me either,” he grunted, his thrusts becoming sloppier as he slammed into you, “let go, darling.”

“George!” you yelled as you felt your orgasm overtake you, your toes curled and your back arched, lifting your bodies slightly.

George continued to thrust, releasing with a loud moan as his body collapsed on top of yours.

His hot, laboured breaths tickled the nape of your neck as he took a moment to recover before hovering over you again.

“I love you,” he said once again, looking directly into your eyes.

You grinned and pressed your lips to his with a quick peck, “I love you, too.”

He smiled and pulled himself out of you, earning a soft groan from you as he did.

You soon were laying in his arms, completely content.

“Why did it take us so long to find each other?” You asked as he traced his fingertips along your bare torso.

“‘m not sure, but ‘m very glad we did,” he answered as he pressed a quick kiss to your cheek.

(End smut)

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The boys last concert of the tour arrived quickly, and you could feel the tension between all four of them growing as the long tour finally came to an end.

Candlestick Park wasn’t as big a venue as Dodger Stadium which they’d performed at the night before, or Shea Stadium in New York, but it felt massive when you thought of how this was to be their last tour.

You and Brian had gone to check out the venue before the boys were set to arrive, only to see a massive chain link fence covering where the stage would be.

Brian must have seen the look of surprise on your face, “To protect them from the fans,” he explained.

You nodded as you took in the scenery of the venue, “I can’t believe this is their last show,” you admitted quietly to yourself, but still within earshot of Brian.

“Well, they’re taking a break for now,” Brian stated, “hopefully some day they’ll consider performing again.”

You hummed in agreement as the two of you headed back to the car which would take you back to the hotel.

Upon your arrival you found John and Paul in a wrestling match and you saw George and Ringo looking on as John held Paul’s neck in a chokehold.

“What is going on here?” Brian asked in horror, causing John’s hands to release Paul.

“Oh nothin’,” John said, standing up and going back into his room seemingly to get ready.

You looked up at George, who only shrugged and went into your joint room, leaving Ringo and Brian tending to Paul who was gasping for air.

You watched for a moment before following George into your room, “What happened while we were gone?” You asked.

“Paul got on John’s nerves,” George explained simply.

“And what happened to get that reaction?”

“I’m not sure, Ringo and I were in his room messing with his camera and heard them screaming at one another in the hallway,” George said.

You sighed as you plopped yourself down on the bed, “You boys tire me out,” you stated.

George snickered before replying, “I’ve tired you out in more ways than one.”

“You are disgusting, George,” you state as you look up at him.

He can only grin, crawling over to the bed to crawl on top of you and press a kiss to your lips, “You love me, though.”

You can’t help the grin that splits your face, “You’re right,” you say with a giggle, “but you have to get ready, if you’re late Brian will have your head as well as mine.”

George presses one more lingering kiss against your lips before standing up and starting to get dressed for their concert, “Fine, fine.”

George got dressed in record time, much to your surprise, and was sat on the edge of the bed looking bored as all could be as he waited for you to get dressed.

“Does this look alright?” You asked at you turned to face your boyfriend.

You wore a navy blue longsleeve with a turtleneck collar, and a navy, gold, and white pleated plaid skirt along with a pair of tights and heels.

“A right stunner, you are,” George said with a grin as he stood up and pressed a kiss to your lips, “I can’t wait to be home with you.”

You flushed, a soft smile adorning your lips as you looked away, “Yer a cheeky thing.”

George’s mouth opened wide in a loud cackle, “Oh, you are absolutely right about that my love!”

You wrapped your arms around his torso and just grinned up at him, “Are you excited that this is your last concert?” You asked, looking up to meet his gaze.

George shrugged, “I’m indifferent to it, I suppose,” he paused for a moment to trace a finger along your cheekbone, “the thrill of travelling the world, but the hearing loss and physical absuse is just too great a problem.”

You nodded in agreement, tilting your head up to press a gentle kiss on George’s jaw, “You lot can always go back to it,” you said softly.

“I don’t think that’ll happen,” George says sternly, indicating he didn’t want to talk further on the subject.

After a moments silence, you squeezed his side and pulled him towards the door, “We should get going, don’t want to be late.”

George only nodded in acknowledgement before pulling away from you to grab his guitar case and firmly lock your hand together as you left your hotel room.

[lightleckrereins]

Could you please explain, how the B‘way cover system is different from tour? Thx 😊

Sure!

Both broadway and the NAT companies have a cover system with four alternates each with three covers and no second covers. The main difference between the broadway system (that to be fair should be called 2021 or reopening broadway system) is how many covers the alts share between them.

In broadway each alt shares one of her covers with each of the other alts. This makes the cover system very strong as having a show with multiple principals out is easier to cover. This because they can move alts around with ease. Currently Broadway has more alts but this is how the system worked before cast change began. (Example below.)

On the Aragon tour (and apparently Boleyn tour aswell) the alternates share two covers with one alt, one with another and none with the third. This might cause issues with coverage, because in the case both principals from either of the shared pairs are out they need both those alternates to cover, no chance for either of them to call out too.

These aren't confirmed covers for the Boleyn tour just what we think it will end up being. Aryn's are confirmed and Jana Cleves too, Jana A/C/P was heavily implied but not confirmed. Since they don't seem to share covers all potential combinations for Cecilia and Taylor end up with the Aragon tour system. (Also not 100% on the colors yet but this is what we are going with at the moment).

Now for example lets use B/H as that is the pair shared on both tours.

If on broadway both Andrea and Sam call out on the same show they have three alts to cover for them, Mallory, Nicole and Courtney. In case any of them is also out they still have enough covers for Boleyn and Howard. Or they can have Nicole and Mallory cover with Courtney backstage giving them someone on standby for both. In the same vein any of them going on for either of those queens leaves someone backstage on standby in case of an emergency.

If on the Boleyn tour Storm and Didi call out they need both Erin and Cassie to cover. If either of them is out the company would need to figure out coverage fast. And that includes if Either Kelsee or Kelly can cover and fit in a costume they already have, or if there is enough time to fly in someone from another company with their full costume and wig, do rehearsal and have them ready to go on by curtain. Not the safest specially on the road. Same case for the Boleyn tour

Six is supposed to be training universal swings which would give them more coverage, but the tour system is still not great and the Argon tour has already been dangerously close to not having enough alts more than once. And yes now broadway has more alts but I think at least some of the original four will leave soon and they just made a soft transition to give Ayla and Holli' enough time to debut and get settled before anyone leaves and that they might do a second round of new alts after they debut all three of their covers.

Now just for fun the very wild spot the broadway cover system got to last week. Under the cut.