#harry is fine af

[aiuredsworld]

When Harry dresses formally for once

[valoale]

Shit day cancelled I gave myself a lil spoon Harry for a silly short comic I’m making

[loustyles]

Harry with the lesbian flag The last show | Reggio Emilia, Italy

[tpwkwriter]

My kind of clingy.

Y/n is extra clingy, and H cant get enough.

————

Stressed.

Only one word and stressed was it, y/n was working late nights, with rude and picky customers from the time she entered the building from the second she left.

The only thing on her mind was crawling into bed and H.

Entering the shared home of her and her boyfriend, she slides off her shoes and hangs her purse by the door, immediately flopping onto the couch while dragging a blanket around her body, she would normally call for Harry but she assumed he was working late due to his car not being in the shared drive.

While her eyes fluttered in and out of sleep she then felt a light kiss being placed on her resting temple, with not hearing the door open nor the car pull up, her eyes ping open.

The worry she felt was eased when she saw her boyfriend leaning on the side of the couch.

“What are you doing here?” She softly muttered still tranced in sleep.

“Live here funny enough love” he chuckled leaning down pressing a kiss to the girls forehead

“Someone’s sleepy hmm?” He whispered kneeling down beside the couch and his girl.

“Jus’ didn’t see your car, s’all” she replied slowly opening her eyes.

“Mitch has taken it for the night, his broke down”

She hummed in response

“Room for two?” He asked.

“mmhm always”

As the boy sat next to the girl, who was curled in the corner of the couch he instinctively pulled her onto his lap and scooted to the corner so she would remain in her comfy position, y/n automatically nuzzles her head into his shoulder and closes her eyes comfortably.

“Good day lovie?” He asks while slowly rocking her in his arms, in attempt to keep her awake.

“Stressful”

“Customer after customer and they happened to be all arseholes”

the number one thing harry hated was seeing his love distressed or feeling any type of a bad emotion, he wished he could take the pain away.

“M’sorry m’honey” he says holding her closer and tighter.

“Atleast this weekend it’s just us right” he continues.

Y/n’s heart could melt at his words and his actions.

She truly felt as if she did not deserve Harry.

The feelings were mutual, they were both each other’s angels.

Y/n nodded adjusting her self in his lap again.

“Had dinner yet love?” He asks with a concern to his voice.

“No, not yet, was supposed to come earlier for dinner but was completely packed”

“Let me fix you up something darling” he says

The care and concern he had for her then again makes her heart.

“It’s fine H, m’happy in your arms”

And so was H but he was adamant you were took care of.

“I know sleepygirl, but it’s important you eat, specially after a stressful day” he says putting on the tv and placing the girl down to the side so she can remain comfy.

——

Moments of bliss was shared, while happily eating the food H prepared for you both and shared more about each other’s day while lazily laying on the couch, made the girl forget all about the day she had.

Clear to say she was smitten.

As was he.

Once the dishes were clear and both the couple were happy enough they were fine to chill rest of the evening.

“Off for a bath H” y/n said slowly standing from her seat.

“Without me?” He said almost giving her puppy eyes

She giggled at his cheekiness and went up to there bathroom and began to draw herself a bath.

While putting her hair in a bun and slipping out of her work wear she slides in the steaming bath which instantly relaxes her muscles.

Doesn’t take long for a knock on the door to occur

“Lovie can I come in, got ya summat”

“Come on in Baby” the girl replies

“Here y’are” he says softly while placing a tea by the side of the bath and with a kiss to the forehead.

“Thank you lovie” she gasps continually surprised by how amazing this man is.

As he rambled on about a story that took place at the studio, y/n asked herself how did she get so lucky, from his beautiful eyes, his amazing hair and fashion sense to his lovable and adoring personality, she gets to call him all hers.

“Ever told you how much I love you?” She blurts.

“Maybe a few times. Would love to hear it more Angel” he smirks

“Where’s this coming from?” He smiles with a blush creeping up on his face.

“Is a woman not allowed to express her love to her boyfriend?” She giggles, taking a sip of her tea.

“Heeeeeyy” he laughs

“don’t think I tell you enough H, I love you” she says.

“Infact I fucking adore you” she says with a giggle but a serious tone just to make sure he believes it.

And at this he did go shy.

His lovie really said this? His heart is going frantic.

“Feelings mutual Princess”

“I love you more then you’d ever know” he says pressing down on his loves lips, wishing he was there forever.

———

Babe have you seen my Rolling Stones shirt?” H asks walking in semi clad with only his boxers on.

The girl chuckles.

“Uh sorry babe no” she adds trying to act as oblivious.

As he walks in and spots what I’m wearing he smirks once again.

“Yer little minx” he said smiling while wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her down on the bed.

“Lucky i love ya” he adds

While both settling down and getting under the sheets his arms automatically wrap around your waist and his head lays just above your chest.

Both like a puzzle.

A completed puzzle.

Y/n allows her right hand to play with his hair while her left is holding his hand that is splayed across the girls tummy.

Even though y/n felt clingy after bad days.

She wouldn’t change it for the world.

And neither would he.

[astaneys]

A friend of mine had these in their instagram srory and it made me think of Louis and Harry very had because we all know Louis is the sun because he is just radiating and Harry as the calm moon that is also an symbolism for feminity goddammit

[misscatleya]

Baby, you were the love of my life. Maybe you don’t know what's lost ‘til you find it.

It’s not what I wanted, to leave you behind. Don’t know where you’ll land when you fly.

But, baby, you were the love of my life.

[lthsvogue]

harry's house - larry stylinson theory

so, I listened to the album as if love of my life was the first song and the sushi one the last

for me, this album represents the time period since 2017 (I believe they had a big fight after the bbg started but they stayed together - but a lot of things which shouldn't be said were said and it still affects the relationship, but idk exactly when this fight happened), but the parts that weren't told us in fine line (that's why it's his house, because he opens his heart for us and fl was just like the love part and this one is sadder). Also, he sometimes brings some memories from before 2017.

- Love of my life: I think this song represents a couple (H&L) who had to stay apart during a time period and it affected the relationship (not necessarily a fight) and know H's trying to prove that he really loves L, no matter what.

- Boyfriends: this one represents when they really started the fight: one of them (idk which one) said something pretty bad and they tryied to get back but then they have sex and fight and this song represents how they/he felt about it

- Satellite: I feel a bit that this song answers habit (thanks for the one who showed this on twitter and let me feel the same), louis did something bad and it made them breakup and harry shows that he is always waiting for him

- Keep Driving: it shows a little bit of harry's life without louis - alcohol, having sex with strangers, drugs and good memories from when they were together

- Daydreaming: it's probably about a stunt, when he says "she says love like you pay me" it's, in my point of view, bcs he is trying to have a relationship with another person (or maybe just having sex idk) and this person say to him to fake love like he fakes love with the stunts for cameras and the part that he asks for love it's like if he was talking to louis or seeing him more one time when trying to be apart and asking for love bcs he can only dream with the real love that comes from louis

- Cinema: idk if this is about them two, but it clearly describes a sex moment and it shows how much harry really likes to stay with this person and how he feels (afraid) of feeling to much

- Matilda: this is only about harry; it's about how he felt when he told his family that he isn't straight - in lights up he shows that he wants everything stays the same, but in here he shows what really happened. it looks like as if someone asked for help in doing this and he tells the truth (that it can hurt, but this person doesn’t depends on relatives just in themself).

- Little Freak: I do not feel good commenting in this song, bcs I think that this looks like louis' point of view but I also think that this is not his so idk how I feel with this song yet

- Daylight: this one feels like and answer to always you - how he got crazy and tried to make contact, and how much he was trying to everything make him contact louis

- As It Was: harry realizes that everything won't be the same again but this person (louis) can't be replaced and then he starts to fall again and his friends try to help him (harry you are no good alone verse)

- Grapejuice: this song represents when they are trying to get back - harry mentions 1982 and i searched lgbt's rights in this year and some places made good things for our community in this year (france removed homosexuality from its official list of mental illnesses, for example)

- Late Night Talking: it's about them being back as a couple and harry showing how much he would do everything bcs he loves L sm

- Music For A Sushi Restaurant: maybe this represents a moment that they had (probably when they went on a date again or something like that) with a new song - maybe they were eating sushi or something like that, they could even been watching scooby-doo bcs he uses scuba-duba-dubub-boo and who knows if this is not a reference for this

Also, a lot of things in the songs remember to one direction's songs so...

maybe I am missing something that I forgot to write here, but that's life. I'll end this with something that I saw on twitter

[madds724]

A discussion on Larry and their references to change.

Without You, an unreleased HS1 song. Not certain as to when it was written, but between the band’s hiatus and HS1 release is the best guess.

“Do we have to change? Can we stay the same? Living like we used to do.”

Harry having credits on ‘Changes’, a song sung by Cam. He’s heard whistling in the song.

“Thinking nothing’s gonna change. ‘Til everything changes”

Honestly, there’s a ton of parallels with this song, but that’s not what this thread is about.

Louis having an unreleased song titled ‘Change’. First performed at the Away From Home Festival.

“Everything’s changed outside, but I feel the same inside”

“When you gonna realize you don’t get another life?”

“I know it’ll be alright” Fine Line anyone?

‘Late Night Talking’ by Harry.

The entire song is a love letter (to Louis). But he references change in what is probably the most positive light.

“I’ve never been a fan of change, but I’d follow you to any place. If it’s Hollywood or Bishopsgate, I’m coming too”

The growth is ✨immaculate✨. Harry’s willing to do things he wouldn’t have before, to literally, follow Louis anywhere.

If you want to get into it, the “Hollywood to Bishopsgate” line is a clear nod to the ‘L.A.X. to Heathrow’ line in Louis’ song ‘Always You’. Its a song about missing someone (Harry). And ‘Light Night Talking’, in my opinion, is not the response, but a confirmation that they’re alright.

Technically HS3 spoilers:

‘Matilda’

“I don’t believe time will change your mind” is such a loud line. Not necessarily Larry, but for those in the LGBTQ+ community everywhere. Harry’s speaking from an experience many relate to, and whether it’s his or Louis’ is only for them to know, until they’re ready to share that.

All this goes to say, they’re both big into the references in change. When it begins, it’s with a sad undertone, and even in ‘Matilda’, where it is meant to be a challenging ‘change’, it’s more positive than the ones from years ago.

We all know the references to stubbornness, too. And I’d be lying if I didn’t say I think it’s talking about Harry. I know a lot of people think Louis is more reserved, but Harry’s more selective of what we see. “Everything you see is work”, etc.

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.

[sylveon-and-velveon]

Playing "4 Big Guys" around the slashers

Shitpost idea has been made, so here XD

This will include: Michael Myers {OG & RZ}, Brahms Heelshire, Jason Voorhees, Billy Lenz, Freddy Krueger, Stu Macher, Billy Loomis, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Harry Warden, Tiffany Valentine

Feel free to request any shitpost writing prompt ideas you can think of in my asks, I love silly non-serious ideas XD

Given the music is VERY adult related, this is 18+ ONLY

OG Michael Myers

Ain't gonna lie, the second you play that song he's probably staring at you instantly. Anger? Disappointment? Cursing your entire family and possible future children? Who knows! It's Michael-Fucking-Myers baby!!!

He's not used to anything sexual overall so hearing a song openly sing about gay sex, and in such a detailed way, would worry him. Not for the singer, no- more on your taste in music.

And don't even get me started on when he hears about shit being involved. The second he hears that being mentioned he's turning off the music entirely, patting your head, and dragging you away so you'll listen to something he likes instead to cleanse that weird mind of yours. Like... Kate Bush or something.

He'd like Kate Bush right? He looks like a Kate Bush enjoyer.

RZ Michael Myers

Judging you, hard. Though he ain't saying it. His aura is practically smellable he's judging you so hard.

Does he like it? No. It's loud, obnoxious, and profound filled. Ignoring the obvious "gay sex and other weirdness" part, the volume of the music reminds him of his childhood.

He's smashing the device the music is coming from. He doesn't care if it's your MP3 all the way to a damn TV or Alexa, he's smashing that shit to pieces if it means he doesn't need to hear it anymore.

What would he put on instead? Calming ambient noises that play for hours on end on YouTube. It's the exact opposite of whatever hellscape you just played. It's better.

Brahms Heelshire

Well first of all it ain't classical, so that's a point on the "I Hate This" list.

Second it's not a piano.

Third it's literally "4 Big Guys"-

Not only is this poor man confused about everything the singer is saying, I highly doubt his parents explained LGBTQ+ to him, he's also hating how loud it is.

"Who puts things up their ass?" - Brahms Heelshire 2024

You turn off the music yourself when he practically begs you to.

You're probably tryna hold in your laughter while he's sitting on the floor trying to figure out what the fuck he just heard.

Jason Voorhees

Is there a bigger word for "traumatized"? Because that man earns it.

You're lucky af, if his mom was live she'd hit you with a crowbar so fast- Not kill you tho, she wouldn't dare hurt her boy.

But yeah, he's not saying anything, nor moving. Bro's too traumatized. LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE-

You better give him his teddy he fucking deserves it TmT

Laughing his ass off until the shit is mentioned, even this horny gremlin has his limits.

Can you tell I hate shit kinks? XD

He'd want an apology for you blasting that song so far to that section. But no music! He hates Christmas songs, they're so repetitive and they all sound the same anyway.

Bake him a cake, the more unique the better. His favourite so far is red velvet with cream cheese frosting!

Then when he's finished eating you're getting railed by him not longer after, man's not changed. Not now, not ever.

Freddy Krueger

You can play this entire song with this man on REPEAT and he'd be fine with it.

I'd be surprised if he didn't given his track record and.... slicing open his skin to reveal green "blood" and maggots crawling out.

Would he laugh the first time? ABSOLUTELY!

Would he jokingly sing along, probably.

But he would TOTALLY play this song when going after his victims sometimes. Imagine dying and the last thing you hear is:

"4 BIG GUYS AND THEY GRAB ON MY THIGHS-"

Stu Macher & Billy Loomis

Billy is concerned for your wellbeing. Especially when you start singing it at full force with Stu joining in not long after.

Yeah Stu is enjoying this to the max!

Finds it hilarious, who the fuck wouldn't when you've got humour more broken than Brahms' doll-

But seeing you enjoying yourself to this.... absurdity, at least makes Billy calm down from worry. Now he's just concerned your taste in music may infiltrate your taste in movies.

I doubt the man's used to hearing music.... imagine this being his first time hearing it-

OMG he'd probably think this is normal for music.

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE??? XD

If it's not his first time hearing music though? No concern, laughter, nothing. He's neutral, given that this is something that makes you a little chaotic gremlin.

He's happy seeing you comfortable enough around to be a "gremlin" as you call it.

Bubba Sawyer

Don't traumatize him more than he's been already!!

Sure he doesn't realise it, or the fact he's used to it, but the poor guy's already traumatized-

Though he's probably more confused in the whole scheme of things. I mean, he knows what sex is. But just the surface of it.

So he's probably just learnt way too much in such a short period of time.

Oh lord what have you done-

Harry Warden

Okay first of all, why is there no GIF of this man? WTF????

Second; man's from the mines, man's old fashioned, you've probably just thrown way too much modern shit in his face way too quickly that he's just staring at you, the music video, and then the floor.

Poor miner is so confused, especially when the "cum starts spraying".

Oh god he'll probably think it's like dust from the mines spraying everywhere.

Fucking hell that's a vision-

Tiffany Valentine

Finds it amusing? Yes.

Judging? Not as much as you'd expect.

Girl's been through a wild ride, hearing you blast out "4 Big Guys" from your phone wouldn't be the most shocking thing in the world.

Hell. she'd probably encourage you to start singing along to it XD

Oh she's gonna use that song to torture someone with it. She doesn't know how yet, but she's got the idea in her head now

[inevesgf]

SOCIAL MEDIA⠀,⠀ chris dixon.

synopsis ✩ a walk through of your social media presence! inspired by @mrstelevision mwahh

face - claim: the LOVELY courtney eaton

authors note: first social media au <3 let me know what you guys think of it, reblogs are appreciated!

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youruser from the stands to the pitch, guess being in all those chrismd videos benefited me after all! — tagged sidemen and bambinobecky.

taliamar was rooting for you the whole time xx

youruser the kiss i blew at the camera was for u xx

xotbjzl MOTHER MOTHERED I LOVE YOU

chrismd youre telling me being in my amazing presence doesn’t benefit you? i’m heartbroken

youruser 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

chrismd youre so mean to me

xixlibs please just kiss already

theobaker best player on the pitch, besides me

youruser this is why you got injured

w2ksi y.n here bullying everyone and i am so here for it

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youruser a not-so-aesthetic photo dump (chris ruins it) — tagged chrismd, theburntchip and taliamar

bambinoyn they are so in love i can’t explain it

chrismd love you too ❤️

youruser 😚

wroetomd i know theyre joking but im holding on to CRUMBS. ok??????

taliamar peep us being wasted af in the first pic

youruser oops..

arthurtv tag yourself. im the dog

youruser that you are! 😊

geenelly arthurtv disstrack when?????

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youruser so lucky to b apart of your beautiful day 🤍 heres uk youtubes royal wedding on film x — tagged taliamar, calfreezy, polaroid and theburntchip

taliamar love you beyond comprehension 🤍🤍

youruser the most beautiful bride ever xx

freyanightingale most beautiful photos ever 😍

theburntchip freezy and i are such stunners

calfreezy Real mate

xixjzl everyone looked so good :,)

chrismd what a handsome devil .. and then there’s freezy and chip ..

talsmar4ever HELLO??? HELLO?? CHRISYN NATION ARE WE SEEING THIS???

xodixon WE ARE WHAT THE FUCK

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youruser ski trip shenanigans 🎿 — tagged chrismd, calfreezy, willne, wroetoshaw and arthurtv

calfreezy you slayed on the slopes

youruser please NEVER say slay again, but thank u ☺️

w2love harry lookin TOO fine

chrismdlvr SO MUCH CHRIS LATELY they HAAVEE to be together i swear

chrismd can ski better than me

youruser yeah it’s because you’re not tall enough to ski, the skis are too far apart for you x

xow2s yeah girl you tell him

bambinobecky where was my invite!!

youruser youre lucky you weren’t there, i had to share a room with arthur and he smells like shit

arthurtv EXCUSE ME??!??

youruser love u ☺️

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youruser having one shell of a good time in croatia

hrtzerkaa THIS HASSS TO BE A HARD LAUNCH

calfreezy bunch of studs on a boat

theobaker your puns are terrible

youruser almost as bad as your sun burn?

chrismd she tried to drown me

youruser yeah with my love and affection duhhh

whiped4lewis OK EVERYONE STAY CALM

obsessedwyn OH MY GOD????

taliamar twitter will have fun with this one!

youruser you know it ;)

[turcott3]

back to you

mackie samoskevich x fem estapa! reader

warnings?: cursing, allusions to smut? kind of?, mostly just fluff tho ofc

a/n: this is long af i’m so sorry (i’m not)

masterlist

2008

“mom! mark and mackie are trapping me again!” i yell from the bathroom.

“stop being a wuss y/n.” i hear mark reply.

“please just let me come out.” i beg them. i was always being harassed by mark and his best friend and i never caught a break.

“mark, let’s just let her out okay? she’s been in there long enough.” i hear mackie say.

“ugh fine.” he says opening the door. i stand up off the ground and walk out, wiping the tears that had sprung loose. i didn’t like the way they treated me. i was always being terrorized and i was scared.

“we made her cry dude.”

“that’s sick.”

“okay…..” i hear mackie close out the conversation as i made my way down the stairs to my mother. i sat on the couch with my tear stained face, wrapped in a blanket, watching my favorite movie.

“hey.” i hear a whisper behind the couch.

“mackie?” i ask.

“i’m sorry for locking you in the bathroom y/n. i didn’t mean to make you cry.” he says leaning on the back of the couch.

“it’s okay.” i reply.

“mark likes to do that stuff but i don’t really like doing it to you. i don’t like seeing you cry.” he says and i smile. he runs around the couch to hug me before flying back upstairs before mark notices he’s gone.

-

2014

we all packed into the car to head to mark’s game, which is have been dreading a little less lately. my father putting on classic rock as we make the drive to the rink which became short due to how used to it i was. we find our seats in the rink watching the boys warm up, watching mackie and a few others fly by me every now and then.

“he shoots he scores! mackie samoskevich with the third goal of the game!” the commentator announced as we sat at my brothers hockey game. the crowd overcome with joy for their kids as they got ahead of the opposing team.

“yay mackie!” i yell loudly, my mom chuckling lightly.

“why are you laughing?”

“you two are gonna love each other for the rest of your lives babydoll.” she says adjusting my hat.

“you’re crazy, my only love is harry from one direction.”

“okay y/n.” she laughs, directing her attention back to the game. the game ended wonderfully, mark’s team winning of course.

“alright we’re going to dinner everyone in.” my mom says to mark and i, waving mackie over as well.

“here i’ll sit in the middle.” mackie says smiling at me. we sang and laughed all the way to dinner, mackie and i seemingly closer than before.

“you guys are gross.” mark says coming to the realization at our proximity.

“we are not.”

“are too.” he says turning away and looking out the window.

“mark will you quit, they are literally just sitting next to each other.” my mom says sternly.

“yeah whatever.”

“they’re just mad they aren’t as cool as us.” mackie whispers in my ear, a smile spreading on my face.

‘love each other for the rest of your lives.’ what does she mean?

-

2018

“you kids look great, have so much fun tonight. mark make sure you all get back in one piece.” mom says sending us all out the door. it was my sophomore homecoming.

“you excited?” i ask my boyfriend of 3 months.

“yeah totally.” he says blandly staring at his phone. mark and mackie sat in the front seat chatting amongst themselves. i turn away from him and lean my head on the window, watching the sun set. things had been this way lately. my boyfriend made me feel like i was trying too hard, like he was uninterested.

“alright we’re here. y/n don’t do anything stupid with your boyfriend.” mark says putting the keys in his pockets and walking off. mackie standing behind for just a moment.

“find me if you need anything.” he says earning a nod from me as he walks off to join his best friend.

“let’s go.” my boyfriend huffs, grabbing onto my hand. we find our way into the dance. i look around to see everyone having fun with their dates and friends, meanwhile we sat on a bench barely speaking.

“i’m going to the bathroom.” he speaks to me, standing up and walking away. leaving me alone on this god forsaken bench for losers. many minutes go by and he hasn’t returned.

“what the fuck?” i say looking down at my phone. i stand up adjusting my dress before seeing him dancing in a group of friends, mostly containing girls, his hand tucked firmly on one of their hips. i exhaled loudly, knowing deep down this was happening all along, allowing a tear to escape.

“y/n?” i hear a familiar voice speak.

“oh uh, hey mack.” i say looking at him and then returning my gaze to the floor.

“hey, are you okay? what’s wrong?” he asks noticing my tone and sitting down next to me.

“im breaking up with him.” i say looking back up, mackie following my gaze to him.

“give me your phone.”

“why?”

“give it to me, unlocked.” he demands so i follow. he scrolls to find his name and number in all my socials, blocking him. cutting him out of my life for me.

“thank you.” i say wiping my tears.

“of course y/n.” he says wrapping an arm around my shoulder comfortingly.

“i know you liked him a lot but you deserve better than that.” he speaks after a few moments and i feel his gaze piercing the side of my head.

“i really thought i loved him.” i sigh.

“it hurts i know.” he says, thumb caressing my bicep.

“can we go?” i ask looking into his warm brown eyes.

“yeah of course, come with me.” he says grabbing onto my hand as we hunted mark down.

“hey bud, we gotta go.” mackie says patting my brother on the shoulder.

“why?”

“y/n got, well to put it bluntly, cheated on.” he says simply and marks demeanor changes.

“yeah let’s go, ill catch you guys later” mark says to his friends, grabbing the keys from his pocket and guides us out of the dance. the drive home was quiet, the only thing silencing my cries was the music mark chose to play loudly so i could be alone. once we arrived home i made my way up into my bedroom and changed, not once stopping the tears that left my body. i hear a knock on my door once i’m settled.

“come in.” i say aloud.

“hey y/n,” it’s mackie in his pj pants and umich shirt, ”i’m so sorry about tonight, i’m staying over so let me know if you need anything okay?” he says not stepping in my room.

“thank you mack.” i say smiling lightly, my heart beginning to flutter.

“of course y/n/n.” he smiles shutting my door. the butterflies in my stomach seem to settle over the next hour but never truly going away knowing i could call him in here in two seconds. i zone back into my movie, unfortunately i picked a sad movie on an already sad night, and i started to cry again. i pull out my phone texting him, requesting his presence. moments later i hear a light knock on my door.

“come in.” i say sniffling.

“are you okay?” he asks standing in the door. i shake my head looking down at my hands sitting in my lap.

“hey y/n it’s gonna be okay, we’re here for you.” he says.

“can you come in here?” i ask and he does so shutting the door behind him.

“mark is asleep, i wanted to stay up in case you needed something.” he says walking over and sitting on the floor next to me.

“mack you can sit on the bed, it’s big enough for the both of us.” i giggle lightly.

“i wasn’t sure if you wanted me to.”he says standing up and walking around to sit on the bed with me. i lean back up against my headboard, still allowing slow falling tears. i sniffle loudly, not wanting my nose to run, causing him to look at me and frown.

“y/n.” he says leaning closer and wiping my tears away.

“what?” i ask frowning at him.

“you don’t need to cry, he was an asshole.” he laughs not breaking eye contact.

“yeah but-“

“no buts, he’s not worth your tears.”

“okay,” i say leaning my head on his shoulder as i try to fall sleep.

“you deserve so much better, i hope you see that one day.” i hear him whisper and kiss me on the head as i begin to slip into a peaceful sleep.

‘love each other for the rest of your lives’?

-

summer 2020

quarantine hasn’t been so bad with mark having all his friends over to keep us company.

“hey hey y/n.” mark asks as im about to walk inside.

“can you grab me a drink?” he says.

“yeah.” i say grabbing one from the cooler. i feel eyes staring at me, intensely.

“thanks.” he says taking the drink from me and i return to my chair next to mackie. i lay on my stomach, resting my chin on my forearms shutting my eyes.

“shut up.” i here mackie whisper in a stern tone, the other boys laughing.

“huh?” i say sitting up, clearly having fallen asleep.

“well how was your nap?” mackie asks as i roll onto my back.

“it was great.” i smile at him ignoring the snickering boys behind him. my cheeks burned red as id developed strong feelings since that night i feel asleep on his shoulder and was flustered by his care for my nap.

“i’m glad.” he says returning the smile. after a few hours of laying out in the sun, i make my way inside and sit at the kitchen island after making a sandwich.

“shut the fuck up, please like actually.” i hear mackie say from outside with the boys laughing. shortly after i hear the door open and shut and im greeted by none other than mack himself.

“hey mack, what’s up?”

“they’re driving me insane because gosh dare i look in your direction.” he smirks shaking his head.

“that’s stupid i’m sorry.” i laugh.

“like sorry im enjoying the view.”

“oh?”

“well since i said that, you look great y/n.”

“well thank you.” i blush hiding my cheeks with my hands as my elbows rested on the counter.

“yeah of course, i’m just telling the truth, you look amazing.” he says taking the other half of my sandwich and heading back to the door.

“hey hey no come back here with that.” i say and he pauses, taking steps backwards.

“so you weren’t gonna ask me first?”

“nope.” he smiles.

“we’re splitting it.” i say firmly.

“you have a whole other half.”

“mackie i made a full sandwich because im hungry for a whole sandwich.” i laugh.

“fine.” he says hopping up on the counter next to where i’m sitting, he takes a bite and hands it to me.

“thank you.” i smiled at him flirtatiously taking a bite directly off the part he just ate off of, his face slightly turning rose.

“always gotta share with my favorite estapa.” he smirks.

“favorite?” i raise my eyebrows at him.

“don’t tell mark.” he winks, taking the sandwich back and having another bite, the tension in the room rising.

“i won’t.” i blush as he holds out his pinky for mine to latch onto.

“you gonna come back out with us?” he asks me, handing the last bite back to me.

“honestly no i’m pretty exhausted from the sun.”

“okay i won’t either, think ‘m gonna shower and change. all the guys are probably gonna go out on the boat.”

“you don’t wanna go with them?”

“nah not really, the sun really does suck the life out of you.” he says in an odd tone.

“well i’m gonna go get cleaned up, i will see you in a bit.” i say standing up and pushing my chair in.

“alright me too.” he says hopping down from the counter.

“if you need anything i’ll be in my room.” i say to him as i make my way up the stairs.

“perfect.” he smiles and exits the room. i’d consider that an invitation accepted. i shower and change, melting into the comfort of my bed, hearing the familiar knock.

“come in.” i say, as per usual.

“whatcha doin?” he asks coming in and shutting the door behind him.

“oh i just finished drying my hair about to watch something.” i laugh switching on my tv.

“so what are we watching?” he asks laying down leaning up on his elbow still shirtless but in running shorts, making it hard for me to focus.

“whatever you wanna watch.” i smile and look at him nervously.

“just put on the office or something.” he says.

“but you’ve watched it a million times.”

“yeah well i figured you’d wanna talk so id be able to pay full attention to you.”

“oh okay.” i blush not knowing how to act. after a while of a little small talk, i grew cold at the temperature in the room, goosebumps littering my skin.

“c’mere.” i hear mackie whisper as he pulls me to his chest, heat radiating off of him.

“thank you.”

“yeah of course, i could tell you were cold.” he giggles, running his warm hand up and down my arm, rubbing away the goosebumps.

“you’re so warm how?” i laugh.

“not really sure honestly.” he replies smiling, i roll over to face him.

“like a teddy bear.” i smile.

“your teddy bear only though, got it?” he laughs.

“got it.” i giggle as he places his chin on top of my head and sighs.

“why are you sighing?” i ask, wrapping my arm around his torso.

“oh nothing, don’t worry.” he says as his grin on me becomes firmer.

“oh……. okay.” i say shutting my eyes inhaling his sweet masculine scent, wishing this moment could last forever.

“i wonder where the guys are at.” i say after a few minutes of comfortable silence.

“not sure.” he says simply.

“are you okay?” i ask pulling my head from under his chin to look at him.

“perfectly.” he smiles, pressing a light kiss to my forehead, burning my cheeks red.

“just had to make sure you were good, it’s not like you to not be with them.”

“well, guess i just needed time away from the chaos, time to myself. needed some peace.”

“well you’re not by yourself.”

“i know,” he laughs, “i needed some peace and that’s what i feel when i’m alone with you.”

“oh.” i smile lightly placing my head back under his chin.

‘love each other for the rest of our lives…….’?

-

2021

my feelings for mackie only grew daily after that pool day with all the boys. i practically melt into the floor every time he even speaks to me, which is often. my family and i sat on the couch, watching the draft. several of mark’s teammates were being drafted and we all wanted to support them, mackie being one. it sparked fear in me, the idea of him being whisped away from me.

“the florida panthers are proud to select, from the chicago steel of the ushl, mackie samoskevich.” the man announced as we all jumped for joy, or at least most of us. i was devastated. that’s like an 18 hour drive.

“he’s coming over later tonight so we gotta make him dinner or something. he said he wants to see you guys.” mark says, filling me with anxiety. i get to see him today. as we all quickly scrambled to throw together a meal for him, my mind wouldn’t stop spinning. when is the last time im gonna see him? after an hour or so, the doorbell rings and i sprint to go answer it. i open the door to mackie, dressed still in his hat and jersey.

“hey.” he says smiling at me.

“oh my god i’m so proud of you.” i say practically knocking him over in a hug. he lifts me up off the ground hugging me tightly before setting me down and entering the household, guiding me back in by the small of my back, covering my body in goosebumps at the light touch.

“hey mister draftee.” my mom shouts walking over to hug him, mark following suit.

“we made you dinner.” mark says turning him to the kitchen.

“you guys didn’t have to, thank you so much.” he says smiling gratefully. we sat next to each other at the table as he told us everything about his day. it was exciting and packed full of interviews. i just wish he could stay. once we were done with dinner, i put my plate in the dishwasher and found my way up into my room, barely being able to stand being around him. shortly after, hearing light knocks on my door.

“come in.” i say as the door reveals a lone mackie, shutting the door behind him.

“why’d you come hide out?” he says sitting on the edge of my bed.

“because i couldn’t be down there anymore.” i say keeping my voice from waivering too much.

“why not?” he asks with a concerning tone.

“i’m so happy for you, please understand that but i don’t want you to go mackie, i don’t want you to leave.” i say allowing a single tear to fall.

“oh y/n/n, it’s okay. it won’t be for at least another year or two.” he says reassuringly.

“i know but it’s still gonna happen.” i say using my sleeves to wipe my tears.

“hey no don’t cry, it’s okay. c’mere.” he says as we meet in the middle, hugging into each other tightly, only making me cry more. he held me until i calmed down, rubbing my back soothingly. once we break apart, he removes his hat, placing it on my head.

“keep it, it looks amazing on you.” he smiles as he adjusts it to fit me.

“thank you.” i say quietly, our faces inches apart.

“of course.” he smiles, closing the gap between us, connecting our lips sweetly. eventually, we separate, his hand cupping my cheek.

“i’m not going anywhere, you’ll always have me.” he says as i place my hand back on top of his.

“promise?” i say, my eyes glimmering with hope.

“promise.” he says kissing me again. somehow instinctively, i lay back allowing him to deepen the kiss. i remove the hat from my head, tossing it to the floor as my hands find their way around his shoulders, keeping him close to me. allowing myself to let loose and give into his touch, removing our clothes one piece at a time, never wanting to separate our lips that seemed to be made for each other.

“don’t stop please.” i say as we break apart for a moment, locking eyes.

“are you sure?”

“yes i’m sure.”

“whatever you want.” he smiles reconnecting our lips, fireworks setting off in my stomach. i was nervous beyond belief but i knew i could trust him. his lips trailing down my jaw to my neck, peppering my exposed skin with kisses, his hands holding me gently as though i was made of glass, allowing myself to relax into his touch and trust his guidance into something i had never experienced.

-

my first time having sex was with the boy i’ve loved since i was a little girl and i couldn’t imagine it any other way.

“how are you feeling, do you need anything?” he asks as i trace shapes on his bare chest.

“i’m okay thank you though.” i reply and he kisses me on the head.

“of course.”

“i need to-“

“woah and just where do you think you’re going?” he asks grabbing onto my hand.

“i was gonna go check the pantry.”

“baby no, come back here, i’ll order us some doordash later okay?”

“okay.” i say, crawling back into his grasp.

“can you stay over tonight? well i mean you don’t have to if you don’t want to but i kinda would like you to.” i ask running my fingers through his dark hair.

“yeah of course i can, let me text my mom. and yes i do want to.” he says grabbing his phone off the night stand, ignoring the texts from mark and all his friends and family.

“you should answer them.” i say.

“i’ll get around to it later, all i care about right now is being here with you.” he says texting his mother, then setting his phone down on dnd.

“oh, okay.” i say blushing, looking away from his face.

“are you going to regret this tomorrow?” i ask out of the blue and he looks down at me like i just said the most outlandish thing ever.

“baby no, of course not. it was so special how could i ever regret having sex with you. it was so intimate and beautiful, especially since it was your first time, i’m glad it was me so i could make sure you had a good experience.” he explains, my heart fluttering at his words.

“okay, thank you for reassuring me.”

“always.” he says kissing me lightly on the lips.

“and it was more than good mackie, you’re absolutely fucking amazing and also very beautiful. i’ve never felt so connected to someone, no pun intended.” i say giggling at the end.

“you may not have been my first but god damn you were the best, so so beautiful baby.” he says smiling and littering my neck with light kisses as my fingers find my way back into his soft curls.

“i never want you to leave mackie.”

“honestly, i’m starting to question it myself too.” he smiles and we laugh as his thumb brushes my side lightly, his grip on me sending butterflies through my whole body.

‘love each other for the rest of our lives.’

-

may 2023

it was the morning of mackie leaving for development camp in florida and i’m devastated. we never made anything official but we were always together for the last two years. attached at the hip, so hopelessly in love with him.

“i’m coming over in a few, i already have all my stuff packed.” he says over the phone while i get dressed.

“okay, how long does it take to get to the airport?” i ask him.

“like an hour probably.” he replies.

“okay ill see you in a few mack.”

“alright bye.” he says hanging up. i wish i could just tell him how i feel but i can’t. a few minutes later hearing my front door open. i spray on my perfume and bolt down the stairs.

“mackie!” i say hugging him.

“hey y/n.” he says returning the hug.

“are you ready to go?”

“oh uh, my flight is actually tomorrow. i wanted to spend the day here before i left.” he says.

“i’m the only one here though? mark is at his girlfriends.” i say.

“maybe that’s because i wanted to come spend the day with you.” he smiles pushing his suitcase handle down.

“really?”

“yes.” he laughs.

“oh thank you.” i say hugging him again.

“wanted to come spend my last day in michigan with my favorite girl.” he says rubbing his thumb over my cheekbone. i hold onto his hand as he guides me up the stairs back into my room. he lays down on my bed opening his arms for me to lay with him, which i quickly do.

“i wish you didn’t have to leave.” i say quietly.

“i know, but i need to.”

“promise you won’t forget about me?”

“no, i could never forget about you. i’ll fly you down to come see me whenever you want okay?” he says brushing hair out of my face.

“are you sure? i don’t want to hold you back.” i reply.

“you would not be holding me back, i am not looking for anyone okay. no one can replace you.” he mumbles into my hair kissing me.

“mackie.”

“y/n.”

“i’m gonna miss you so much.” i say skipping over what i was going to say.

“i’m gonna miss you more sweet girl.” he says smiling kissing me. after a good night together, we wake up bright and early to take him to the airport.

“mackie.” i say softly shaking him awake.

“what?” he groans.

“it’s time to go to the airport.” i say whispering kissing him on the shoulder.

“let me put a shirt on.” he says sitting up and stretching, his raspy morning voice driving me insane.

“all your stuff is downstairs ready to go.” i say sliding on a pair of shorts.

“let’s go.” he says exiting my room. we get into the car and i put in the directions.

“so are you excited?” i ask him.

“i am excited but im sad to leave here.” he sighs.

“why?”

“because i’m leaving my whole life behind, my friends, and you.” he says sliding his hand into my thigh and resting it there

“well this is gonna be good for you okay? we’ll all still be here.”

“i know but i can’t just pull up to your house to see you now.” he laughs.

“true true.” i reply, the rest of the car ride goes smoothly and we arrive at the airport. we park and i go in with him, not quite ready to leave his side.

“well this is where i have to leave you.” he laughs looking up at security check in.

“bye mack.”

“bye baby.” he says hugging me tightly, kissing me on the head and then the lips after pulling away.

“i’ll see you soon okay?” he says holding my cheeks in his hands.

“okay.” i smile weakly. he kisses me lightly on the forehead one last time before turning away and walking into security. i stand there and watch his license get checked and boarding pass scanned before he disappears into security.

“i love you mackie.” i whisper to myself before exiting the airport and walking back to his car that he is so graciously letting me borrow. i shut the door and sat in the car in silence, admiring the way it still smelled like his cologne and the way he left a bracelet wrapped around the gear shift. i remove it and place it on my wrist, slightly dangling at the size difference but still i admired it. i turned the car on and made my way back home, pulling into my driveway.

“glad you made it home safe, how’s his car?” my mom asks.

“oh it’s great.” i smile.

“don’t worry babe, you’ll see him soon.” she smiles hugging me.

“hopefully.” i smile making my way upstairs.

“mark?” i ask knocking on his door lightly, mackie having been dropped off two hours ago.

“come in.” he replies.

“hey.” i say, tears filling my eyes.

“what’s up?” he asks setting his controller down.

“can i uh, can i talk to you?”

“yeah of course. what’s up?” he says a tear exiting my eye.

“please don’t be mad when i tell you this.”

“y/n don’t cry, whatever it is i can’t possibly mad at you for.” he admits, his voice calming me down. in recent years he’d become a much kinder older brother.

“i love mackie. like love love him and i don’t want you to be mad at me, which im sure you will but please you have to understand.” i say to him which he starts laughing.

“why are you laughing?”

“you think i didn’t already know that you love him?” he asks.

“well….. no.”

“oh y/n come here.” he says opening his arms and hugging me.

“i’ve known you loved him for years, i’ve been watching it unfold.” he says.

“so you aren’t mad?” i say pulling away.

“no of course i’m not. you’re my sister and he’s my best friend. i want you guys to be happy, and if you’re happy together then i have no complaints.” he laughs.

“i did not expect this.” i laugh wiping my tears.

“the real question is, have you told him yet?” he asks genuinely.

“i haven’t, he’s gone now.”

“well why don’t you go see him at the start of the season? i don’t want you to keep it from him y/n/n.”

“i’ll talk to mom.”

“she’ll say yes.”

“how do you know?”

“you really think her and i haven’t talked about you two?”

“oh.” i reply slightly embarrassed, “well thank you for the talk, i love you.”

“i love you too.” he replies, we never speak to each other this way but it felt right after the talk we just had. our relationship steadily improving by the day.

-

october 2023

the first game of the preseason is in one day and my mom is flying me down to see him play.

“have a safe flight hun, text me when you land.” my mom says as i hang up and board my flight. i tell mackie i have a lab exam so he doesn’t get suspicious as to why i don’t answer for 3 hours. once i land, i uber to my hotel, anxiously waiting for it to be the next day, going to bed extra early even.

“meet your 23 florida panthers at our pregame meet and greet and arrival.” i read the tweet aloud to myself. i put on his hat from the draft and the crewneck i ordered a few weeks ago and head out of my hotel room to the location of the event, keeping my head low. as the event begins the players all enter the fenced area to greet anxious fans, when i see mackie walk out i practically fall to the floor. slowly, i approach him as he’s talking to a teammate.

“hey what do you- oh my god.” he says as i look up and he gets a good look at me.

“hi mack.” i smile as he picks me up in a hug like he hasn’t seen me in years.

“hi y/n.” he smiles, interlocking our fingers and finding a less populated area.

“i’m so happy you’re here.”

“me too, i booked my trip literally two days ago.” i laugh.

“you’re too good to me.” he says.

“i have something i need to tell you and i feel like now is the best time since you have a game in a few hours.” i say holding my breath.

“yeah what is it? did you pass your exam?”

“i didn’t take one dumbass.” i laugh and his gaze never faulters.

“i love you mack. like so much, and i’ve been keeping this from you for so long because i didn’t know how you would react.” i finally confess. barely catching him off guard.

“oh you’re fucking incredible y/n i love you more baby, so much more.” he simply replies kissing me sweetly, allowing the moment to dwindle as long as possible.

“let’s go say hey to the kids yeah?” he asks grabbing onto my hand again. my face showing how shocked i am at his reaction or lack there of.

“yeah ok, are all the girlfriends and wives here too, i need to have someone to sit with.” i ask snapping back into reality.

“yeah they’re here, and now i have mine.”

“yours?”

“baby, you’ve been all mine since my draft day, at least to me you have been. i didn’t look at another woman the way i look at you, i didn’t even entertain anyone, i was just too scared to ask you out because of mark.” he laughs.

“mack he knows i love you, i told him first and well let’s just say he’s known for years.”

“well i mean it all works out right.” he smiles.

“yeah it does. it feels good to be yours.”

“same he- hey buddy what’s up.” he says holding out his fist for a small fan.

“you’re my favorite player ever!” the little boy confesses sporting a michigan hockey tshirt.

“thank you buddy.” he says squatting down for a picture with the young fan. he has small talk with his parents before they move onto the next.

“you’re so precious.” i whisper in his ear.

“well it helps because i’m happy you’re here with me.” he replies kissing me on the cheek.

-

present

“baby?” mackie yells walking in the door with his bag of gear.

“in here,” i replied from the bedroom. mackie and i made it official that day in october and ive been doing most of my school online.

“how’d you do on your exam?” he asks walking in, my eyes directing towards is damp, dark curls.

“i got an 87, so better than i thought.” i smiled.

“good i’m glad.” he says walking over and kissing me on the head and taking a seat next to me.

“i bought your christmas gift today.” he smiles.

“oh did you?”

“i sure did.”

“what’d you get me?”

“and that’s the question where i stop answering.” he laughs.

“damnit.” i reply.

“let’s go watch a movie baby.” he says shutting my laptop, and picking me up off the bed.

“didn’t even give me a chance to answer.”

“it wasn’t a question.” he laughs tossing me on the couch and climbing over me, laying his head on my chest, my fingers instinctively finding their way into his dark locks.

“you know what my mom told me at one of your games when we were little?” i say breaking the focus from the movie.

“no what’d she say?” he asks.

“i still remember her exact words, ‘you two will love each other for the rest of your lives babydoll’.”

“she said that?” he asks sitting up

“yes, i’ve loved you since i was 8 mackie. she was right and i never wanted to admit it to myself until that night of the draft but i never told you, i was too scared you wouldn’t feel the same.”

“would it kill you to say i’ve loved you since then too.” he laughs.

“no shot.”

“yep you heard me, since i was 9 years old. and draft night really confirmed it for me too, i waited patiently. and that one pool day, where we shared the sandwich? i was falling for you so hard y/n, like you don’t even understand.”

“wait really?” i giggle.

“yes oh my god, i didn’t wanna leave your bed or you. i just wanted to lay there together. i never wanted the boys to come back.” he laughs.

“how did it take us this long to get here?” i ask.

“it doesn’t matter how long it took, what matters is that we’re here, together, now, and i wouldn’t change a thing about it.” he smiles.

“what do you see in our future?” i ask him.

“well, getting married to you has been on my mind since i was like 13 but now that we’re adults that can actually happen.”

“oh really?” i laugh.

“yep, and we can start a family and buy a house and get a dog.”

“we could.” i smile at him pausing briefly, “i love you mackie.”

“i love you more.” he replies kissing me deeply.

and it turns out mom was right, we do love each other, and definitely for the rest of our lives.

[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE HARRY POTTER HEADCANONS

Most definitely a stalker. He'll even use his invisibility cloak to stalk you from time to time, so if you ever wondered what the gentle breeze was around you even when you weren't near any windows and didn't see any ghosts? Well, that's Harry for you. But he won't be doing it so frequently since well... with all the people in the wizarding world trying to capture him and kill him and all that

You'd either be in his class or you'd be on one of the Quidditch Teams, doesn't matter which house or he probably met you through mutual friends between you both like Hermione or Ron or Ginny or even Neville for that matter. Or maybe you might've been there for him when Ron was ignoring him during the Triwizard Tournament and telling him to do his best in a friendly way and not behaving like an over obsessive fan girl like Romilda Vane

Eventually, the 2 of you would meet (Or me might even use the Marauder's map to see what you're up to and then 'coincidentally' bump into you) and become friends and who'd pass the opportunity to become friends with THE Harry Potter?

Will fall for you even MORE if you're not like an obsessive fan or something and you believe him when no one else does. Like the Putting of names in the Goblet of fire in the 4th year and the Dementor attack on him during the summer. He admires you and loves for sticking up for him especially against Malfoy. But he kinda feels ashamed of himself since you're gonna be dealing with Malfoy's wrath as well and that's why he'll do his best to make you avoid Malfoy as much as possible

Best if you don't leave anything of yours behind since he's gonna use the summoning charm to get little souvenirs for himself be it some candy wrapper or ring or whatever it might be. He'll want it and love it if it's belonged to you

He will tell you EVERYTHING that went on in his life to you and besides, that's the first step towards a relationship right? No secrets... oh wait... you guys aren't dating yet. Oops... but he doesn't mind it at all, you'll be dating him soon enough anyways. He'll even tell you about all the adventures Ron, he and Hermione had and his friends might think it's weird and strange. The secretive Harry potter spilling his guts to someone he barely even knows? Yep, definitely not strange. He won't even bother denying that he knows Parseltongue

He is one HELLA PARANOID person and you can't exactly blame him here since he's already lost most of his loved ones. So, if he doesn't see you for a while he'll be getting anxious and he'll snap at any and everyone till he gets the news that you're safe and everything's fine with you. What if you were kidnapped? What if some scumbag Death Eater captured you in your sleep? What if Voldemort was trying to kill you? You could be in severe danger! So, this boi here tends to cause scenes after he sees you be it in the Great Hall during breakfast or at class or even the damn Quidditch Pitch. And if Malfoy sees it, even BETTER since he knows Malfoy has a tiny crush on you and although more better to rub it in his face while he looks at him with a smug AF expression on his face

He'll be a blushing nervous mess if you come to his Quidditch matches but he'll be determined to win and catch the Snitch as fast as possible since he really wants to impress you. And maybe do some really cool tricks with his broom along the way if he can

You'll catch Harry following you in his invisibility cloak one day and after you catch him, you'll confront him about it and he'll tell you that you need protection and he's just making sure you're safe and he loves you and needs you. So, you'll start running but it's gonna be in vain since he'll capture and detain you somewhere. Not in the school since it might be risky but somewhere in the Forbidden Forest most probably

He'll send the most nastiest and scariest glares ever to people who ask him about your disappearance and tell them to drop it. His friends won't have solid and concrete proof that he did something to you and they don't want to accuse him of something they aren't sure of. So, he'll be off the hook

Back to him keeping you locked up in some god forsaken place. If you're being adamant and refusing to love him you better pray he isn't considering wiping your memory and casting a Oblivion charm on you to make you forget things because that's EXACTLY what he's thinking about right now. He might ask Hermione about it and as usual, she'll give him the perfect and most detailed answer and if that doesn't work.... well, the Unforgivable curses are always there

No doubt by now he must have become one heck of a twisted whackadoodle and he needs to protect you and it's for your own good and if he has to hurt you to make you think you'll be safe with him then so be it. He might use the Cruciatus Curse on you for like 10 seconds and every time you scream he feels like crying and holding you and begging for your forgiveness but he HAS to make sure you behave well for him. He'll to the begging and crying part later. And of course, the killing curse is always there for people who get in his way and try taking you away from him

[astaneys]

What I’ve been thinking lately-

[misscatleya]

ZARRY and their matching clothes and accessories.

Some say “Zarry isn’t real” but Zayn and Harry says otherwise.

[pandorasword]

Chaeri as the 8th and youngest member of BTS.

Chaeri's masterlist

❒ members: Jungkook

❒ genre: Angst

❒ words: 1.6k+

❒ summary: In which posing for Calvin Klein turns out to be a more challenging job than she'd ever thought it would be

❒ notes: I don't know what to say about this. Maybe I feel like insulting myself, maybe I feel like insulting Chaeri, maybe I feel like insulting everybody. My heart aches

❒ warnings: Confusing af

Calvin Klein with BTS' Jungkook and Chaeri

Early March 2023 (Before Harry Styles' concert in Seoul)

a little off-camera ⸻

As she stepped onto the set, she was greeted with cheers from the entire crew. Everyone was excited to see her, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride wash over her. She had worked hard to get here, and it was finally paying off.

She shook several hands, she was complimented in multiple languages, half of which she didn't even know.

Everyone seemed to swirl around her, to express how proud they were to have her as their new ambassador, how much the fans would love the photos that would be released and the mature, woman-defining image that all that would give her.

And she was ecstatic and very grateful, but she was almost relieved to be able to retreat to the changing room for a few minutes of silence.

She closed the door behind her and let out a sigh of relief, but the presence of someone in the room made her hold her breath for a few seconds. She thought they would have different spaces to prepare for the shots, but instead she was greeted by the sight of Jungkook lounging on the couch. Dressed in jeans and denim jacket, he was sitting comfortably on the sofa holding his cell phone in his tattooed hand. His hair even longer and wilder than she remembered it

He looked up as she entered, and their eyes met for the first time in weeks, since the day he had driven her back to her apartment after living together for weeks

"Hey," he said, his voice soft and warm.

"Hey," she replied, trying to keep her voice steady. This was exactly what she had been dreading. She didn't know how to act around him anymore. It seemed that since she had recovered and returned to her regular life, something had been left unresolved between them.

Luckily (or unluckily) the people in charge of fixing her hairstyle, make-up and helping her dress made their appearance. 

Chaeri felt a wave of relief wash over her as the stylists came in, distracting her from Jungkook's presence. She quickly got changed into the denim outfit that had been laid out for her behind the divider that separated her from the area where the boy was.

As the stylists worked their magic on her, she couldn't help but steal a few glances at Jungkook. He looked the same as ever, but there was a sadness in his eyes that she couldn't ignore. It was as if he was trying to tell her something without actually saying it.

"Is everything ok?" she finally asked, unable to take the silence any longer.

Jungkook looked up at her, his eyes meeting hers once again. "Yeah, everything's fine," he said, but she could tell that he was lying.

"Are you sure?" she pressed.

"Yeah, you look amazing" he said, his eyes scanning her from head to toe.

"Thanks"

Finally, he cleared his throat. "So, we're doing the denim shots first, right?" he asked

Chaeri nodded, grateful for the change of subject. "Yeah, that's what they told me" 

"That "s right, soon they will come and call you to start" the girl who had just finished applying her mascara broke into the conversation.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

They arrived on set, and the photographer greeted them warmly. He explained the concept for the shoot and what he wanted from them. Chaeri listened intently, trying not to pay too much attention to the female hands, with long, polished nails, that helped jungkook shed the jacket he had on because 'let's start with the shirtless photos, if that's okay with you'

They started with individual shots. Chaeri posed with ease, every shot showing off her curves and the denim outfit in the best way possible. Jungkook too was a natural, his toned physique and smoldering gaze making for the perfect shot.

But when it was time for the duo shots, things got a little awkward.

The first concept was to show the lower part of their bodies to enhance the jeans they were wearing.

They were instructed to lean against each other, Jungkook's hands on her pants, while Chaeri's hands rested on his chest.

As they got into position, Chaeri couldn't help but feel a spark of electricity between them. She tried to push it away, thinking that it was just her imagination. But then Jungkook's hands brushed against her hips, sending shivers down her spine.

"Sorry," he whispered, looking at her with a mix of apology and longing.

"It's fine," she replied, trying to keep her voice steady.

As the photographer started snapping away, Chaeri tried to focus on the job at hand and shut up those useless and disrespectful thoughts that surfaced in his mind from time to time.

She was dating Hongjoong and not him.

He was seeing that cute blonde girl and not her.

Things were clear, weren't they?

They were just good friends now, or rather 'family’, nothing more.

But as the shoot progressed and every time Jungkook's hands brushed against her or their bodies came too close, her mind went blank.

It was like she was caught in a whirlwind of emotions.

As they moved on to the next concept, things only got worse. This time, they were asked to lay on top of each other, their bodies pressed together as they looked into each other's eyes.

It was too much for Chaeri. She could feel Jungkook's breath on her face, his body heat radiating against hers. It was like all of her senses were on high alert, and she couldn't focus on anything else.

"Jungkook," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

He looked up at her, concern etched on his face. "What's wrong?"

"I don't know," she said, her voice shaky. "I just...I can't do this."

Jungkook sat up, and she was quick to stand up and bow to the photographer in apology "I'm sorry, I just need a break" Chaeri rushed off the set, not looking back until she had reached the safety of her changing room. Her heart was racing, and she could feel the sweat beading on her forehead. What was wrong with her? Why was she feeling this way about Jungkook?

She sat down on the couch, letting out a deep breath. She needed to calm down and get her head back in the game. That shoot was important for her career, and she couldn't let her emotions get in the way.

But as she was trying to catch her breath and regain her composure, the door to the changing room opened, and Jungkook walked in.

"Hey, are you okay?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.

She looked up at him, her heart rate increasing once again. He was so close, and she could smell his cologne. It was driving her crazy.

"I'm okay" she said, trying to sound convincing.

But Jungkook wasn't fooled. He walked over and sat down next to her on the couch.

"No, you're not," he said, his eyes searching hers. "You've been acting strange ever since I got here."

Chaeri looked away, unable to meet his gaze. She didn't want to admit the truth, even to herself.

"I don't know what you're talking about" she muttered.

But Jungkook wasn't going to let it go. He reached out and took her hand in his, his touch sending shivers down her spine once again.

"Chaeri, please," he said, his voice soft and pleading. "I know there's something going on between us. I feel it too."

Hongjoong Hongjoong Hongjoong Hongjoong Hongjoong

In her head rumbled the name of the boy who had been with her so patient and sweet, who had shown her that love could also be experienced in freedom, without hiding, without lies, without having to pretend to be something you are not.

Chaeri pulled her hand back from Jungkook's, angrily.

Angry at herself for what her body was forcing her to feel with him. Everything beyond affection was wrong and forbidden. 

"I really don't know what you are talking about, but there is nothing between you and me."

Jungkook's face fell, and Chaeri could feel the tension in the air. She hated that she had hurt him, but she couldn't let that happen. Let nothing between them happen

"I'm sorry," he said quietly, standing up from the couch. "I didn't mean to make things awkward."

Chaeri watched as he walked towards the door, feeling a pang of regret, but she didn't think she could handle being around him without wanting more. Not after the weeks she had spent with him, not after the way he had cared for her, not after the way his touch had reminded her of all the feelings she had suppressed for years by then.

"Jungkook," she called out, her voice barely above a whisper.

He turned around, his eyes meeting hers once again.

"I'm sorry too," she said, standing up from the couch. "I just...I can't do this. Not with you, not again."

Jungkook nodded, his eyes showed a hint of disappointment. He knew he had to respect her wishes, but it didn't make it any easier "I should probably get back to the shoot"

"Yeah, you should" She couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

This was the end of something, and she wasn't quite sure what it was.

Jungkook turned to leave once again and that time she didn't call him to come back

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

As she watched him leave, Chaeri couldn't shake off the feeling that this was only the beginning of something bigger. Something that would eventually come to light and threaten to destroy everything she had worked so hard for. 

But for now, she had a shoot to finish. She took a deep breath and stood up, determined to put her emotions aside and focus on the job.

That was what she had been taught at the end, wasn't it?

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[cryptiduni]

…i just saw this poll and my unevolved brain gel wriggled inside my cranium like a feral fish:

idk how you look at his official art and call him conventionally attractive. my man looks like a wet dog and has eyebags for daysss. face full of pox scars, skin pale af, and those shaggy ass hair & a rugged beard hanging from his flat long face.

he is pretty *to me* but like dude???

—not exactly a heartthrob boy band material is he?

obv I wouldn’t call him “misunderstood baby uwu” if we are talking a little more seriously —but to be fair jean is having possibly the worst week of his life. the car? fucking sunk. case? unsolved. not to mention his close partner (who is also an ass mind you) doesn’t even remember him, already running around with a new one.

yeah he is absolutely foul and aggressive and degrading harry but like i said before (in my tag essay lol) judit also makes ableist comments and i don’t see people hating her because she’s outwardly nice—

and respects harry as her superior. her BOSS.

(also a friend with benefits? /nope, it’s just him harassing judit/ as well but not as a complicated relationship compared jean and harry’s brötherbund. only a few months of acquaintanceship.)

plus it’s highhlyyy likely that harry is not the only one substance abuse. —look at jean’s rudolf-looking-red-ass-nose. a drunkard’s sniffers. probably had few lines with him late at night… when your lifetime partner is an alcoholic it's hard to say no.

about the left for dead thing, they left because harry told them to fuck off. tbh harry is nightmare to work with esp pre-bender. (and am saying as a pathetic little unmedicated neurodivergent woman.)

but when the second time they left revachol was not jean’s fault, and it was judit’s suggestion anyway. the squad probably thought that since harry had someone a little more responsible looking after him. it will be fine when they come back. the tribunal was absolutely unaccounted for.

yet despite all of these things, he will try to come back to make sure he is ok and accommodate harrier to the best of his abilities which is wearing very thin. look at him trying to make up to our harry boy:

anyways am incapable of writing coherent thoughts (even though i want to talk about it for hours) that make sense so go look at sygneth’s jean psychological analysis instead. it is an excellent read. please go read.