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[hockeybabe]

Family Skate | M.Knies

Not my gif

Parings: Matthew Knies x gf!reader

Summary: you and mattthew are new to the dating scene and he makes it official to the public by inviting you to the family skate.

Warnings: pure fluff, swearing, insecurities, kissing, slight cocky Knies, ngl rushed af

Word count: 756

Note: this has been in my drafts for a while. Also requests are open, send them in! And I saw Olivia Rodrigo!!!!

The moment you met Matthew, you two instantly clicked. You had lived in Toronto your entire life working for the leafs. To the team you were like their little sister and the John well you were like his kid. When the leafs called up Matthew you had lost your apartment and John was there to help you.

So gradually you lived with the Tavares residence, along with Matthew becoming professional babysitters for John and Aryne. But what the outside world didn’t know was that you and Matthew were a little more involved with each other than just friends. 

You were a couple. One that you kept away from the world because of people not always being accepting. It was your idea. You had seen it happen to so many and while they could handle it; you weren’t sure you could. However, after multiple talks with Aryne and other girlfriends, they finally convinced you to be shown off.

And what better to have it done at the family skate.

“Babe, you ready.” Matt called for you pulling on his jersey. “Yeah.” You said fixing you scarf and pulling your hair out. “How do I look.” You turned around showing him your outfit which consisted of a handmade leafs jacket with his name on it and black leggings. 

Matthew stared down at you with a cheeky smile gabbing you hands at your sides and leant down giving you a kiss. “You look perfect.” He mumbled. “We should probably get going.” He said heading for the door. As he walked away you slowly feel your nerves creeping up. Matthew notices you lack of presence.

“Y/n,” he calls out. “Everything alright?” He asks once you come to the door. “What if they don’t like me?” You asked, twiddling your thumbs. “Who’s not gonna like you?” He asks clueless making you groan. “The fans, you dummy.” You placed your hands on his chest, looking up at him. “What are they gonna do? You’re mine and I’m yours. They’re just gonna have to accept that.” He says, putting loose hair behind your ear.

“But-” “If they judge, they judge don’t let them tear you apart. I love you.” He says, opening the door. “I love you too.” You mumble. “What was that?” You groan, “I love you too.” You said louder. “That’s my girl.” He said, watching you exit the house and getting into the car.

Once you guys got to the rink, you trailed behind Matthew as he waved to the fans what you didn’t expect were the amount of fans calling your name. You had no clue how they knew who you were, but they were cheering for you.

“Looks like you don’t need to impress anyone.” Matthew turned around, looking down at you with a smirk. You gave him a smile, tightening your grip on his hand as you gave shy waves to the fans. When you finally got to the rink, you sat beside Steph. “Looks like they love you.” She commented.

“Could be a facade.” You shrug. “Fans are brutally honest about liking people. I guess they realized that because you've been dating for a while, then there’s nothing they can do.” She said as she watched Mitch and Matthew grab their girl's skates.

“Hi baby,” Matt said, kneeling down and tying your skates as you told him when it was tight enough. “You know you’re going to be dragging me everywhere, right?” You laugh. Matthew chuckled, “I got you.” Once your laces were fully tied, you took his hands and walked to the rink.

Matthew set foot into the ice first and took your hands, holding you tightly as you slightly wobbled in his grasp. “You doing great.” He cheered as he strides across the ice, pulling you with him. When the two of you passed close by the fans, they’d gush about how cute you two looked.

“Have I told you how gorgeous you look with rosy cheeks?” He smirked, making you blush. “I would slap your chest, but I’d probably fall.” You grunt. “And now you’re saying you’ll fall for me. How great.” He gave you a goofy smile, making you groan.

“Thank you.” You said to him. “For what?” He asked, confused. “For letting me see past the negatives. I love you.” You said quietly. “What was that?” He said, leaning down. “I love you.” “I love you too.” He responded by leaning down giving you a kiss as the other players' sticks clacked with the ice as they cheered with their partners. 

[marleyybluu]

Wherever

Fezco x f!reader

WC: 1.8k

Warnings: Smut, no plot just a quick fuck, semi-public sex (staircase sex but nobody actually walks in on them), unprotected p in v, issa quickie, drunk sex, bigdick!Fez lmao I feel like he at least got girth to him yk?, the word cock was used once whoops sorry

(gif not mine. but just look at how yummy he is here. mhmmm)

The two had gone out for their anniversary. Their friends threw them a little surprise dinner at the restaurant they went to on their first date. They'd knocked out four years of marriage and were happy to celebrate the rest of the years to come. It was a fun little gathering of their loved ones surrounding them and reminiscing on old times, how shy they were when they first met and how cute it was to see how quickly they fell for each other. 

It was a great night with great food and a few drinks. Maybe more than a few. They didn't drink much they mostly smoked but for tonight's occasion, they switched over. Both were pretty lightweight and found themselves stumbling and giggling with each other, though it made great entertainment for their friends and family. 

The party ran late and a few left to return to their own homes but not without congratulating the two on their four years together. By 2 AM it was just Fez, his girl and their two friends Rue and Jules and all four called it a night. Rue and Jules offered to drive the couple back to their apartment considering they were sober enough to drive back. They accepted and sat in the backseat of the car, her head resting on his shoulder as her mind swayed. She was so gone she felt like was in a spaceship zooming through the stars and the planets. 

She loved the ride home after a drunken night, it was so quiet and calming especially with the window down. Fez's head tipped back against the headrest, whispering to himself that he'd never drink again. His hand rubbed small circles on his girl's lower back, his fingers following the curve of her behind when he dropped his hand further he gently squeezed and smiled lazily. He was so lucky to have her.

After what felt like a short ride they were finally in front of the apartment building. "Sure you guys don't want us to come with you?" 

Fez scoffed. "Nah, we're good, text us when you get home." The girls wanted to protest about his slurred sentence and wobbly stance but bit their tongues, they'd at least wait until they got inside the building. They said their goodbyes and waited for them to tap their keycard to get past the second door which they successfully did. Fez and his girl stumbled over to the elevator, pressing the button to go up numerous times but none of the doors would open. Fez squinted once he noticed a piece of paper on the silver door. 

Out of Order.

Well, that was just great. "We gotta take the stairs, baby." He giggled. She groaned and trudged to the door leading to the staircase, silently thankful they lived on the fifth floor but it was still a lot of stairs and she was wearing heels. She held onto the railing for balance and walked up the first step with Fez not too far behind. 

They climbed up as fast as they could to the second floor, she stopped and rolled her eyes, this was not an ideal situation to be intoxicated. Fez, however, seemed to be entertained. Her dress was riding up with every step, no matter how many times she pulled it down it slid back up and at some point almost bunched around her hips, exposing her supple skin under the material. He wanted to bite her, he was quickly growing hard in his pants, temptation in front of him and he was ready to give in. 

He reached out, fingers gently brushing her skin. She turned around and smiled. "Can I help you?" 

"You have no idea." He replied lustfully glaring at her through low-drunken eyelids, his eyes no longer blue due to his dilated pupils. Her eyes widened at him and she turned facing forward to hide her blush. It did make her put an extra sway in her hips. 

Third floor. 

Two more flights of stairs and they'd be home, and he'd have her all to himself, naked and whimpering... moaning... crying for him. "Let's take a break."

She stopped on the platform where the entry to the third floor was. "Tired already?" She joked, she needed a bit of a break herself because these heels were killing her. She rested herself bent over the rail, the bottom of her dress rising once again, her little black panties on display for him. 

She could feel his attentive gaze on her. She pushed back for him, he walked closer to her his calloused hands reaching out for her smooth and soft skin, his fingers coming in contact with her hip squeezing them hard enough to leave little prints. She hissed looking back at him. "Come on, just a little quick one." She whimpered saying aloud what they were both thinking. He smirked dragging his finger along the line of her panty following the trail down to her wet heat. 

He looked up at her through his bushy, but well-trimmed eyebrows. Keeping contact while he moved the material to the side. She swallowed a moan feeling the cool air hitting her clit causing her to clench around nothing. "Always so fucking pretty," He muttered taking his thumb and guiding it between her folds collecting her slick. "And wet, for me." 

"Fez..." Her voice warned. "I don't care if anyone sees us." He admitted with a shrug. She pushed back against him once more feeling the tip of his thumb tease her hole, he angled his thumb and gently thrust it inside her. She softly gasped moving her hair to the side to get a good look at him, so focused on her pretty pussy leaking out for him and he'd barely done anything. 

He used his free hand to undo his belt, the thud of everything falling onto the floor echoed off the empty walls. She moaned at the sight, how hard he was, so stiff the tip of his dick had gone from pink to almost red-- sticky with his own arousal. Her mouth watered, tongue begging to be wrapped around him but they'd get to that once they got home. He removed his thumb sticking it in his mouth for a little taste of her, he hummed in satisfaction. She whined internally begging him to hurry up, he delivered a harsh slap to her ass which earned a squeal from her desperate lips. 

"You keep doing that imma put it away." 

"Sorry." She mumbled tugging on her bottom lip. He chuckled at how quickly she retreated, he positioned himself at her entrance, running his aching tip through her juicy folds, he finally found his way inside-- slowly sliding into her warm and welcoming cunt. She placed her hand over her mouth to squash the upcoming erotic sounds she wanted to make, he stretched her out completely, his faint veins coinciding with her soft walls. Fuck.

Fez pushed the dress up further so it was resting in the middle of her back, he looked down at the tattoo she had recently got done and groaned, one of his favourite things to look at was the artwork displayed on her beautiful body. He could feel her clenching around him already, she always came a lot quicker when she was out of her mind. He buried himself deep inside her earning an audible moan. 

He pulled out and pressed back in. "Ooohh, fuck!" She broke. "That's it. Let everyone hear you, ma." He held on to her hips giving her some deep strokes, she gripped the railing looking down on the first floor in hopes no one would come upstairs. Fez grunted, she was coating him in her creamy goodness, her gummy walls enveloping him in pleasure. His tip repeatedly bumped against a certain spot within her and her body responded positively. 

The sounds of skin-to-skin contact, the slapping and pornographic moans from both parties echoed through the staircase and probably made their way through the walls. But who cares, she was getting dicked down, her arousal dripping down her inner thigh. Her whimpers caress his ears as an encouragement to keep his rhythm. 

"Fuck, fuck, yes Fez! Give me that dick." She egged on feeling her climax getting closer, she moved her left leg onto one step allowing him further access, his heavy balls slapping against her clit was an additional sensation her body couldn't take. Her eyes rolled back as he continued his assault on her, penetrating her every need. 

Fez growled as his hips picked up their pace, snapping into hers in a desperate need to meet his end. "I can feel it, baby, come for me." She playfully giggled stealing his usual line. He pounded into her, reaching under her to toy with her clit. "You cum first, pretty girl." He retaliated, her body shivered, a tingling feeling creeping up in her toes and fingers. Her mouth was agape as her back arched, he leaned forward pressing his chest against her. "Yeah? Yeah, I fuckin' see you, baby. Don't worry." 

"Oh my god! Fez! Fuck... me-" Her body stilled, her eyes squeezed shut while her orgasm took over her body, constant convulsion around his dick pulled him closer to the edge. "Ah, shit." He croaked before succumbing to his own pleasure, squirting his hot cream inside her. They panted slowly letting go of each other. He chuckled pressing a kiss against her neck and another behind her ear. "You good?" 

"Fuck... yes." She sighed in satisfaction. Fez carefully pulled out and looked at the door to see if anyone was standing there watching but they were good. He quickly stuffed his half-hard cock in his pants and re-buckled his belt. He watched as she fixed herself too, pulling back down her dress and turning to him with a pout. "What?" He asked. She looked down at her feet and back up at him. He smiled shaking his head. "Fine." He took off his shoes sliding them over to her, she stepped out of her heels and into his big-ass dress shoes that she bought him. He held her heels in his hand and pressed a kiss on top of her head. "You ready to go?" 

She nodded looking up at him but her eyes widened when she saw past him, there was a camera... a little security camera in the corner above the door. "Oh.. shit." He said seeing it too. "Well, I mean it already happened." She laughed. There wasn't anything they could do about it, at least someone got a free show. 

"Hm, glad to know that after four years you're still down to do it anywhere." He chuckled heading up the stairs. 

She smirked. "We might need another break on the fourth floor." 

"Baby..." 

"Fiiiiine, we'll wait until we get home." 

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[once-upon-an-imagine]

heyy ok so I have this idea with maybe remus lupin or any smart character but your the writer whatever you think best is probably best, anyways so reader is failing a class and is assigned a tutor which would be the character. Anyways character is very in love with the reader and is nervous/flustered  but the reader is more outgoing/flirtyafter a couple lessons at the end the character asked “anymore questions?” And the reader goes “yeah when are you going to ask me out? ”KINDA CRINGE LOOKING BACK BUT TYSM BYE 💜💜💜💜

- submitted by @they-only-want-you-when-your-17

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this is sooo cute! I loved it too much, love! I hope you like it too! 😊Warnings: none, this is pure fluffDisclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter 😊 gif isn’t mine 😊

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Ask Me Out?

You hated Potions. Not just because it was your earliest class and you weren’t a morning person. But because you were absolutely dreadful at it. You insisted it wasn’t your fault. It was your partner’s. When Professor Slughorn decided to make Remus Lupin your partner, you knew it would be useless. 

You were never able to concentrate with him sitting next to you. Maybe it was because he started wearing his hair differently this year. Or because he smelled stupidly good. Or how shy he got whenever he was around you. Or because he had the most beautiful smile you had ever seen. Or because his friends and your friends kept making stupid faces at you so you would make the first move. 

Things got so bad, that Professor Slughorn suggested you got someone to tutor you for this class, and, much to your luck, Remus had volunteered himself to be said tutor. So, not only did you have to control yourself in his class, but now you were spending two afternoons a week with Remus at the Library or the Common Room, trying to listen to what he actually said, instead of getting lost in his beautiful smile. 

“Are you listening to me?” Remus asked, suddenly snapping you out of your thoughts. 

“I uh-” you said, sitting straight instead of resting your head on your hand. “Y-yes, of course, I was, Rem” you cleared your throat. 

“Really?” Remus asked with a beautiful smirk. “Then what is the last ingredient you have to add to the Draught of Living Death before you stir it anti-clockwise?” 

“Oh, uh- w-well, the um… the bean?” you tried with a small smile. 

“Which bean?” 

“I’m guessing not Bertie Bott’s beans?” 

“No” he laughed adorably. “The Sopophorous Bean-”

“Sopophorous Bean” you quickly repeated. “See? That was my second guess!” you insisted and Remus glared at you a little. “I’m sorry, Remus” you sighed. “I know you probably have better things to do with your time than being stuck here trying to teach the unteachable” you laughed. 

“Hey, don’t be so hard on yourself” he said, his look softening. “You’re not unteachable. You’re doing a lot better now” he encouraged you. 

“Well, to be fair, it’s way more pleasant to look at you and listen to you than to Professor Slughorn” you said, loving the way his cheeks blushed a little. 

“I’ll take that as a compliment” he chuckled. 

“It was” you said, resting your head on your hand again and smiling at him. “Can I ask you something?” 

“Uh, sure” he said, looking through his book. 

“Why did you volunteer to tutor me?” you asked, interested. 

“W-what do you mean?” he asked, nervously. “I mean, you needed help-”

“Well, yes, but I think everyone else would have run for the hills if they had to spend some time with me with fire and so many things that explode around” you shrugged. 

“You’re not that bad” he laughed a little. 

“Remus, I’ve burned more cauldrons than James and Sirius together” you reminded him. 

“W-well, that may be true, but you’re really trying” he reminded you. “So, I’m happy to help as much as I can” he said with a small smile. 

“Well, that’s very sweet of you, Rem” you said, making him look away. “I’m sorry, does it bother you when I call you that? I heard you telling Sirius once you didn’t like it-”

“N-no!” he replied quickly. The only reason he didn’t like Sirius calling him that, was because he did it mocking you. “I don’t mind when uh- when you call me that” he muttered nervously. “Sirius is… just an idiot” he said. 

“Oh” you smiled. “Well, okay” you told him, sitting a little closer to him. 

“Okay, so I think that’s it for today” he said, closing his book before turning to you again. “Anymore questions?” 

“Yeah, just one” you said and Remus nodded for you to go on. “When are you going to ask me out?”

“Uh- w-what-? Um- I’m sorry?” 

“Well, I was just… wondering if you were planning on ever asking me out?” you told him. 

“Y-you want me to ask you out?” 

“If you’d like” you smirked. 

“Well, I um- I would like that, very much” he smiled. 

“Really?” you asked, excitedly. 

“Y-yeah, the only reason why I haven’t asked you is because, I wasn’t sure if y-you’d want me to” he said. “So, um… would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend? We can celebrate your ‘O’ on tomorrow’s exam” he said. 

“I would love to go to Hogsmeade with you, Rem” you smiled. “But, I think you��re shooting for the stars, thinking I’ll get an ‘O’, I’ll be lucky if I get an ‘A’” you told him.

“We’ll see” he smiled. 

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“REMUS!” 

Remus looked up from the book he was reading and he saw you run down the hallway at full speed, causing you to trip and fall but you quickly got back up, and composed yourself, ignoring the laughter and stares from everyone as you made your way to where he was standing with his friends. 

“Are you okay, love?” Remus asked as soon as you reached them

“I’m fine- uh- d-did you just call me love?” you asked with a big smile on your face and feeling your heart flutter at the blush appearing on Remus’ cheeks. 

“I uh- is that okay?” 

“Yes, it is” you nodded happily. 

“Uh, are you okay?” James asked. 

“Yeah, that was a nasty fall” Sirius said, as he tried no to laugh. 

“Oh, I’m fine” you assured them as you tried to compose yourself. 

“You’re bleeding” Peter stated. 

“I am?” you asked, looking at your knee. “Oh, well, whatever is not that bad! Guess what?” you asked excitedly turning back to Remus. “I GOT AN ‘E’!” you said, showing him the parchment in your hands. 

“You got an ‘E’?” he asked, excitedly. 

“In Potions?” Sirius asked, grabbing the exam from you and looking through it.  

“I GOT AN ‘E’” you repeated wrapping your arms around his shoulders before you planted a big kiss on his lips. Remus was surprised for a second but he quickly wrapped his arms around your waist. 

“I’m really proud of you, love” Remus said, leaning in for another kiss. 

“Ew, get a room!” you heard Sirius yell when you pulled away and you noticed the blush on Remus’ cheeks was back. 

“Fuck off, Black!” 

The End

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A/N: I hope you loves like it! :D 

[armpirate]

Soundleasure | Choi San || CH. 11

Pairings: Soft!San x fem!reader || Strangers to lovers, fake dating

Genre: smut, angst, fluff, online sex, ghosting

Warnings: inexperienced!San, fem!reader, masturbation, online sex, camboy, first times.

Summary: You can do whatever you please and be whoever you want on the Internet. And San knew that a little bit too well.

After finally following all the signs the universe was throwing at him, he started living a double life that no one was aware of. Everyone in his daily life knew him as Choi San, the reserved and quiet boy who wouldn't raise his voice, and would barely communicate with anyone outside of his comfort group. But only a few knew him as Soundleasure, the man with a sexy voice and a filthy mind that had their toes curling just with his narrations.

He never thought of the possibility of those two lives ever meeting, he had always tried for them to follow a parallel route and had always played safe to keep his friends from ever suspecting that side even existed. But his plans will start to crumble when he gets a little too close with one of his subscribers and she invades his real-self and altergo's universes without being able to stop it.

Y/n will not only help him to keep his secret from his circle, but will also show him there's more of Soundleasure in him than he'd like to admit. 

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MASTERLIST

Aprox. time of reading: 16 minutes

While the teacher was still going on on a topic he didn't pay attention to, San thought on how to reschedule his evening so he'd have time to record the content for the video and study after he met Y/n.

He didn't know why he rejected her at first the previous day, because he was dying to find the tiniest excuse to see her again. She offered it to him, and he rejected it without giving it a second thought. Not only that, but he also saw the way her glance turned sadder after his first refusal, letting disappointment take over it.

San didn't care how pathetic he'd seem sending her a text later to take back his decision, he didn't care how desperate he could seem by later saying he wanted to do it. He'd do many things like that just to hear her excited voice and her shy "Thank you" again.

He was so dumb for ever thinking of giving up the only chance he had.

When his phone buzzed, he couldn't help but smile at the idea of Y/n texting him to remind him about the plan they had. Although that smile suddenly turned into an annoying huff when he saw who it was.

Soulmate: Do you have something to do later?

San: Yes.

San: And can you stop changing your name on my phone??

Soulmate: It's better this way. It fits me more

San rolled his eyes before he changed his name back to the one he was saved as, before he touched his phone without his consent.

Woo: What are you going to do?

He hesitated on being straightforward with the answer. For his friends, Y/n and him were pretty much still together, it was nothing weird to keep treating her as his girlfriend with them.

San: I have plans with Y/n

Woo: Uhhhh

Woo: San and Y/n, sitting in a tree, KISSING

Probably he had known his friend for way too long, because he could clearly hear his voice singing that line while he read the text.

Woo: First comes love

Woo: Then comes marriage

San: What do you need?

He interrupted him, knowing Wooyoung would go on with the song lyrics if he didn't stop him.

Woo: My charger broke, can you buy me one?

San: Sure. Do you want me to bring it to your office?

Woo: Nahh, no worries

Woo: I'll borrow one from someone

Woo: Thank you!

And along with that text, the gif of a cute puppy sending kisses appeared on his screen right after.

Typical Wooyoung.

As the moment to see her got closer, his anxiety levels increased as well. He felt uneasy, nervous, unable to pre-plan all the possible scenarios that would lead after meeting Y/n. And, for a quick moment while he was on the bus to the mall, he was regretting ever telling her he'd agree on doing any of that. It was so ironic how he suddenly contradicted all the positive thoughts he could only think about not even two hours back.

Y/n: I'm waiting by the font

She let him know. San was aware she only did it to let him know where he was supposed to head as soon as he arrived at CambridgeSide, but that text added more pressure to the fact that he was just a few steps from facing her.

He was only a few minutes away, the fountain was right at the entrance and the bus stop wasn't that far away, but he for sure made it seem that it was further than it actually was. Whenever he took a step forward, he reconsidered what he was doing and took two steps back -he could tell those people around him thought he was crazy.

Y/n: I know it might seem like it, but I don't bite

How could he tell her that he actually wanted her to bite him, and suck him... and do everything she pleased to him.

Confused by her text, San lifted his eyes from his phone, catching a hand waving in the air not that far from where he was, aware that Y/n had been witnessing his weird walk and inner fight that kept making its way out of his mind.

—Ignore what you saw, please —he first said, as soon as he stopped in front of her.

—Why? —she giggled, standing up from the bench she was sitting at— I think it was cute.

She actually couldn't remember the last time a man was so nervous to meet up with her. She was so used to that toxic masculinity, as they tried to show off how confident they were, that seeing San struggling to meet up with her was kind of endearing.

—Did you come straight from class? —she pointed out, aware of his computer backpack hanging on his shoulder.

—Oh... yeah —he nodded, holding onto the strap.

—You should've told me. I'd have told you to meet up later.

By the way she was dressed, completely opposite to the laid back outfit she wore on Saturday night, he could tell she also came straight from her workplace.

—You also came straight from work —he noticed, pointing at the black briefcase that hung on her shoulder—. We should've met up later for you, not because of me. I usually take one hour to get home anyway.

Y/n giggled silently at his response, looking away just to get back to her neutral personality before she said something stupid or, even worse, blushed in front of him.

—I usually stay a bit longer in the office —she informed—, so technically speaking, it's the same. Let's not worry about that, then.

She made it so easy. She made everything so natural and light, that he wondered what was that thing that always made him doubt on whether to meet up with her or not.

—Why did we meet up here? —San finally asked, looking at the big "CS" sign on the top window of the building.

—Hmm, you agreed on faking the relationship in front of my dad —San nodded, encouraging her to continue—. I thought that maybe you'd need a bit of... tuning.

—Tuning? —he frowned.

She genuinely loved his style. San already gave the perfect college boyfriend with his gray hoodies and oversized t-shirts, but if she wanted her father to leave her alone with that whole thing, she needed a bit of help to turn him into the man that would go through the first filter in front of her father's eyes.

—What's wrong with me?

—Nothing —she answered fast—. You're fine.

Maybe a little bit too much.

—But you look like you're still in the first year of college, and I need you to look like you know what taxes are —she excused herself—. I knew if I told you I would do this, you wouldn't have agreed.

Although she wasn't exactly right. He probably would've hesitated a bit more at the idea of the var being a bit higher, but he probably would've ended up in the right same spot in front of her.

—It'll be just the outfit for the dinner —she added—. You won't have to pay for anything. I'll buy it for you, and you can keep everything.

—I guess that's right.

Her smile widened at his answer, squirming in excitement before her hand reached for his wrist over the fabric of his hoodie, dragging him inside the mall.

San didn't quite remember when was the last time he bought any clothes for himself, he was sure the hoodie he was wearing at that moment was part of his closet during his high school years. The only difference was that it looked a bit smaller than when he bought it back then.

They walked past several shops, although Y/n didn't even look at a single one of them. They moved all the way to one of the shops on the second floor, as if she had the whole route settled and nothing would manage to divert her from it.

As soon as they stepped inside, San could tell there was a huge difference in the vibe that store had in comparison to the others they walked past. There was barely anyone inside, except for the two assistants and the three suited middle-aged men looking around some of the hangers. The clothes were perfectly carved on the white tables, there wasn't a single wrinkle on either of them.

San followed her around the shop, while she looked through all the clothes that could convince her and, at the same time, fit him. Out of curiosity, he looked at the tag of one of the white shirts she had left back on the hanger before she continued with her search.

Three hundred bucks for a simple white shirt?

—Why don't we buy those clothes somewhere else? —he suggested— I'd rather you not have to sell a kidney for them.

She simply scoffed, finally lifting one of the dark blue shirts to his torso, checking the color with his skin.

—It's not like I can't afford it.

She left the shirt back to where it was, sighing.

Money wasn't a problem for her. Even after she gave up on half of her salary to keep two of her employees on her payroll, she still managed to save up some money. Unless it came to the repair of her car, which she knew would take her a few months of savings to be able to confront it.

—Still... there are shirts in other shops for fifteen dollars.

His comment almost got cut off by how close her hand was to his neck when she lifted another shirt, almost allowing him to feel the warmth of her body. Looking down at her was another big mistake, she was closer than expected, and he could almost feel his brain struggling to work out properly.

—My father would be able to tell straight away the shirt is fifteen dollars —she commented—. He's quite sensitive to fabrics and quality —she grimaced as she mentioned it—. I think this one would look good on you.

—That's why you didn't just tell me to buy formal clothes by myself?

—Ding ding ding —her fingertip hit gently the top of her nose as she momentarily turned to him—. If you're going to wear expensive clothes to fake to be my boyfriend, it's just fair I'm the one paying for them.

He continued following her around the shop, carrying the few things she kept picking up, along with two pairs of shoes.

As he zipped his pants and slid the belt through the thin spaces at the hip, he felt so strange. The pants were comfortable, and the fabric felt the nicest he had ever worn, but for some reason it didn't feel like him.

The curtain suddenly opened a bit, enough for Y/n to peek through it to see how it was going inside, causing San to jump and try to hide his exposed torso with the unbuttoned shirt.

—It's nothing I haven't seen already —she giggled at his slightly blushed cheeks.

She had seen further than just his torso in 4K on her screen, a few too many times since they started speaking, and he had been taking way too long inside the dressing room for her to think he could've needed help.

—If it makes you uncomfortable, I can wait outside though. I just wanted to check everything was alright.

—No, it's okay —he stopped her—. But come inside, the curtain is half opened.

After being aware, Y/n moved inside the wide dressing room he was at, closing the curtain behind her. Looking at him through the reflection, and admiring that new style on him, she was able to see how attractive that man actually was. He was already attractive, she liked his small details and how undercover all of his features went by his simple clothes. That style, and black as a color suited him in a way she didn't expect it would.

It was like his personality changed completely, and she could tell by the way his fingers moved up through his torso as he buttoned the shirt.

—If you stick it too inside, it'll be uncomfortable for you —Y/n mentioned, seeing the way his muscles started marking under the tight fabric of the shirt.

Her hands lowered to the edge of his pants, making him freeze on the spot as her fingers gently caressed his skin over his clothes while pulling the shirt up. When she looked up over his shoulder to check out his reflection in the mirror, their eyes finally met. Only then, hooked by those innocent and eager eyes, she was aware of how close she actually was, with her arms wrapped around him while her hands were still on his lower torso.

It was a gentle and simple touch with no further intentions, but somehow the environment got heavier once their eyes met. He didn't have to think of anything, he didn't need to come up with any fake scenarios, because the warmth of her body on his back was already doing all the work, feeling that familiar throb in a certain part of his body.

—Can you leave?

Y/n shortly frowned, looking up to him and having San looking down at her to reiterate how badly he needed her to get out of there before things turned worse.

—Please.

Before he could even finish pronouncing the word, her hands were already away from him and she stepped outside of the dressing room, assuring him she'd be waiting for him outside. San peeked through the curtain to make sure she was walking down the corridor, disappearing at the first turn to go back to the main shop.

He needed to get rid of the problem he was starting to have before it got worse.

—Okay. Disgusting things —his back was resting against the wall, while his head was thrown back as if that would help to eliminate every trace of proximity from her body.

When Y/n saw him again, she could tell he looked more relieved in comparison to how he looked when he was in the dressing room. Even the subtle tan of his skin disappeared for a moment back there.

—Is everything alright? —she finally asked.

—Yeah, it's just...

—It's okay —she rushed to say, when she realized how he was struggling to explain himself.

She crossed a limit, and San was too nice to tell her until it made him so nervous that he was forced to tell her to leave. She understood it.

He didn't dare to explain further, and confess she managed to bring out a side of him he didn't know existed. He didn't want to say out loud that he could go crazy with just a soft touch of her fingers.

—It'll be four hundred sixty five.

San squirmed at the price, making Y/n giggle at his reaction before she paid for the clothes with her credit card. She handed him the paper bag filled with his clothes and shoes, while she chatted with the assistant about one of the colognes on the shelves behind him.

—Yeah, my father went crazy looking for it —she commented—. I bet he'd love to know he won't have to order it online. Thank you so much —she smiled wide, attempting to step back.

—Thank you. Have a nice day —the young male answered back.

San followed her from behind, walking a bit faster to get to walk next to her as they exited the small shop. Right when he was about to speak, her ringtone blasted, getting her attention before he could even attempt to have it.

—I'm sorry. I really need to pick this one.

—Sure. I have to buy something, so I'll meet you up here when I'm done.

—Okay.

Before picking up the call, she waited for San to be far enough so he wouldn't be able to hear the call she was about to have. It wasn't like she felt like hiding it from anyone, but it just felt too complex to explain it at that moment.

—Miss Y/n? —a female voice asked from the other side.

She didn't really need her to tell where she was calling from. The number was saved, and it popped way too many times in the past two years for her not to recognize it.

—Yes. That's me —she sighed.

—Good afternoon, hope everything is going well. I'm Rebecca, from MST Clinic.

Y/n already knew that.

—I was calling to remind you there were a few tests pending from the biannual revision.

—Oh, shit —she muttered—. Sorry. I completely forgot.

—It's alright. We're here to remind you —despite not seeing her, Y/n could tell the lady was smiling just by her voice alone—. There was no date set, so I'm wondering if you have any preference...

—Next Wednesday could be?

She tried to remember whether she had any meeting scheduled or not, sure that she probably had nothing important for that day -and she'd probably be able to skip whatever came up.

—Wednesday... Eleven in the morning? —she suggested.

—Sure.

—I'd also like to ask: how have you been feeling? Has there been anything bothering you, any problems? Is your mobility correct?

—Hmm yes, for now. Since the last incident, I haven't had any problems.

—Have you adapted well to medication?

Considering she had been taking it for almost two years, it was quite obvious she adapted well to it. But she held back from letting out that harsh comment.

—Yeah, everything's fine.

—Okay, then —the woman sighed—. We'll see you on Wednesday. Have a nice day!

—Have a nice day you too.

Y/n took a quick look around, remembering how San mentioned he'd leave to buy something and come back shortly after, so she took the time to sit lean back on the crystal railing while she checked her phone -mainly concentrating on her emails and chats.

She lost track of how much time she stayed there, and how much time she spent there, but she lifted her head when she thought she had been there for a little bit too long.

And still no sign of San.

Her phone buzzed in her hand, thinking it could be him telling her to meet up somewhere else, or announcing he left, but a sigh of disappointment showed off when she saw her father on the screen.

—Where are you? I was going to invite you to eat something. Jennifer told me she didn't see you leaving for lunch today.

—Well, I'm on my way to have lunch right now —she sighed.

—By yourself? Send me the location and we'll eat together.

She was well aware her father had already eaten, but he was still offering to have lunch twice just so he'd eat, too.

—I'm not alone —she answered.

—Who are you with?

—My boyfriend —she rushed to say.

—That's great! Then send me the location so I can finally meet him.

—No.

—No? —a loud sigh came through the speaker— Why not?

—You'll scare him off. And he isn't ready to meet you.

—I'm eating no one —he tried to sound calm—. It'll be quick. It's either today, or this weekend. I'm just saying that, if it's on the weekend, it'll be just the three of us. You choose.

Which also meant he wouldn't hold back with some comments or questions.

—You shouldn't eat so much. What about a coffee instead? —she tried to negotiate.

—Deal —she felt relieved at her father giving in.

—I'm in CambridgeSide. See you at six, alright? At six —she remarked, hoping he wouldn't show up earlier.

And she agreed on meeting up with him when she had no idea where San was, she was the dumbest.

For a quick moment she thought that he possibly gave in to his instincts and left without telling her anything, although that thought disappeared when she saw him approaching her from afar. With one small difference.

At first she thought it was just the distance, then she wondered if he probably styled it differently while he went to do what he had to do. But the closer he was to her, the clearer it was that his hair looked shorter.

—I gotta go —she hung up at her father, unable to look away from him—. Your hair —she pointed out.

After he came out of one of the shops with Wooyoung's charger, he walked past a hair salon -not even taking two seconds to step back and stand outside of it. He wasn't sure at first, but there was something deep inside in him that was telling him to just do it. His hair wasn't a crazy length, just enough for it to be a headache to style it something, and to be forced to part his bangs because they'd get over his eyes if he didn't. It was a hairstyle that didn't fit with the clothes Y/n had bought for him, nor with the idea of the man her father wanted to meet.

A shorter hairstyle would probably work better.

—What?

—It looks good —she nodded, finally smiling.

—Ah, by the way —San started—. I'll pay for the clothes.

While he came up with several scenarios for the moment where he met a man he didn't even know the appearance of, the thought of Y/n paying for the bag that was resting over the small coffee table of the hair salon made him feel guilty. He got to the conclusion that the best thing he could do was to pay for all of the things that were in there.

—No, why? —she suddenly stopped, looking at him— I already told you it's my responsibility. Take it as a repayment?

—For what?

—You paid back my subscription —she reminded him—. And now I'm doing the same for you.

—Still...

—If you feel so bad, buy me something to eat —she interrupted him—. I haven't eaten all day, and I'm starving.

And she thought it'd also be a nice way to settle his role in front of her dad.

—You haven't eaten all day?

—No, I've been too busy to think about food —her head tilted to the side.

She had told him before how her stomach would completely go non-existent whenever her mind was focused on something, only able to feel hunger whenever she felt completely disconnected and in peace.

—You should've said it as soon as we met —he complained—. Let's go to eat something right now.

She wondered if it'd be a good idea to tell him then about what was going to happen, but then she thought that he'd probably get so nervous that he wouldn't take a single bite of his food.

She definitely couldn't tell him if she wanted him to enjoy a lunch he had been waiting for all day. 

[yourimagines]

hey can you do a smutt with khamzat I can't find any with it please

Yess…hope it’s smutty enough

Let me make you look cute

* English is not my first language I apologise

* Gif is not mine

* Triggers: 18+, smut, pregnant kink, swearing and fluff

I’m using a few Swedish words as Khamzat used to live there.

Sötnos = cutie/ sweetie

Du är mitt livs kärlek= you are the love of my life

Min Kära= my dear/my love

Mitt allt= my everything

Y/N POV

Being with Khamzat is sometimes a bit difficult, especially the language barrier between us. His English is not the best and sometimes I get confused or the other way around, he gets confused. Just like today, I asked him something today but he misunderstood me and did something else. “I don’t understand.” He says as he was looking at the table, he was trying to help me out with organising our kitchen. “It’s okay, I wasn’t clear enough, I’m sorry.” He looks up, confusing was on his face. “Clear, why are you clear?” I giggled and shook my head. “Not like that, I mean I wasn’t explaining it good enough to you.” I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, placing a soft kiss on his cheek. “I’m so stupid sometimes.” He says with a smile on his face. “No you’re not stupid at all.” He looks at me and raises his eyebrows. “You sure?” I giggled and pressed a soft kiss on his lip. “I’m sure.”

“Where is my husband?” I asked as I was trying to put something on the top shelf. “He’s here.” He walks in, smiling at me as I was reaching out. “Can you please help me?” I pouted at him as he chuckles and walks over me. “Of course I can help you.” He grabs my waist and gently lift me up. I giggled and placed it on the shelf. “Thank you.” He carefully lowers me and kissed my head, his hands still on my waist. “No problem.” I turned my head to look at him, he was smiling at me as I felt I started to blush. “What?” I asked with a shy smile on my face. “Nothing, just looking at my beautiful wife.” I hide my face against his chest and I heard him laughing. “Why are you so shy?” He gently grabbed my face, pulling it back to look at him. “I’m not shy.” I said as my cheeks were burning red. “Don’t lie, sötnos.” He gently lifted my chin up, making me look at his eyes. “Okay, I’m a little bit shy.” I whispered to him. “Why?” He whispers back. “Because of you.” I shyly said as he gently placed a kiss on my lips. “Good or bad?” “Good.”

He lifts me up by my waist and I wrapped my legs around him. “Hold me tight.” He grabbed his shoulders as he walked up to our bedroom. “Don’t throw me on the bed, please.” He said before he could throw me on the bed, he nods and lowered me down, lying me carefully down on our sheets. “Thank you.” I quickly pecked his cheek as he moves on top of me. “My beautiful wife.” His hands went over my face, slowly down to my chest. “Let me see you my love.” He moved his hands to the back of my back, zipping down my dress. “Let me help you.” I moved a bit up so that he could undress me. “Look at you min Kära, so beautiful.” He gently tossed my dress to the side and admired my body. His fingertips caressed my stomach as he moved closer, kissing my neck. “Don’t tease me please.” I said as I felt his fingers brushing against my underwear. “No teasing?” I shook my head. “No teasing.” he smiles against my neck and started to nibble on my skin. His fingers went slowly down into my underwear and slide slowly between my folds. “Always wet for me huh.” He teases as he continued to make a few hickeys on my neck.

His large hands were roaming around my body, squeezing me so gently as I was trying desperately for some friction between my legs. I was moving my hips against his thigh as he was playing with my nipples. “Always so…horny for me.” He moved one of his hands down and rubbed my clit, immediately softy moaned when he touched me. “I’m here my love.” He says as he throws his shirt off, revealing his toned muscular body. My hands went to his chest, feeling his abs. “You like this?” He flexed his muscles and I blushed, knowing I was busted. He stopped rubbing my clit and pulled his pants down, I slightly whined but his gave me a reassuring smile. “This is better…believe me.” His hard dick jumped out and he starts to stroke it gently. “You do this to me.” I moved my hand down and gently, touched him. He nods and grabs my hand, wrapping it around him. I started to move slowly up and down and he lets out a small moan. “Fuck…”

He pushes me back and moved on top of me and slowly pushes himself in. A small hiss came out of me and his large hand caressed my cheek. “I know…” he slowly started to move and everything felt tight. “Not too fast yet.” I grabbed his bicep for some support. He slowly moved his hips as he started to nimble on my neck. “Mitt allt, you are so beautiful.” He whispers as he moves down to my collarbone. I grabbed his shoulders and pushed my hips up as the discomfort was fading. “Please fuck me.” He looks up with a smirk on his face. “You sure?” “Yes, just smash me.” I said with a giggle, he lets out a laugh and grabbed my hips. “Whatever you want baby.”

He was pounding fast, his large hands holding my hips as I moaned his name over and over again. “You like this huh? Me smashing you.” I nodded, my voice was caught in the back of my throat. “Fuck baby…. You would be so cute with…a full belly.” His hand rubbed my belly, slightly pushing it to feel his dick slamming inside of me. “Then make me cute.” I moaned as he pressed down my belly. He let out a small grunt and moved his hand down, rubbing some circles on my clit, stimulating me even more. My head fell backwards and my hands were gripping his shoulders firmer. “I-I’m coming…” I dug my nails deeper into his skin as he grabbed my thigh, pushing it a bit more higher, going even more deeper. “Oh fuck!” My nails scratched his skin open and his moans. “Come on baby, come for me.”

We both came at the same time, I felt him filling me up with his sperm. “Oh fuck baby.” He says breathless, I was panting and he held me close, pulling us to our side. “I love you.” I whisper at him, as we both were covered in sweat. “Du är mitt livs kärlek.” He whispers back as he rubs my back. “You sure you want children?” I softly ask as I was kissing his chest. “Of course, you are my wife.” I smiled softly and kissed his chin. “I can’t wait to look cute then.” He chuckles and kisses my head. “I can’t wait either, I’m not stopping with the smashing part till you are pregnant.” We both laughed at our little joke and stayed this close for the rest of the night.

[roesworks]

the music room

(not my gif)

gender neutral muggle-born gryffindor!reader x ron weasley. takes place during fourth year in a situation that doesn’t include yourself apart of the triwizard tournament.

summary : who would’ve thought asking someone to the yule ball would require a lot of mental capacity warnings : none that i can think of word count : 2.1k pretend that hogwarts has a music room and we’ll be fine ! so i thought of this fic in the shower and i thought it would be really cute, so enjoy

You were without a doubt a very popular figure at Hogwarts, but not for reasons a normal witch or wizard would assume. You were known for your music and the passion you had for it was greater than yours for witchcraft, and as silly as that may seem, it was just the truth. After wandering around during your first year, you stumbled upon a hidden room that you knew for a fact was not on a regular map at Hogwarts, and with a simple spell, you unlocked the door that would be the gateway into your future.

It was such a beautiful sight; a grand piano stood in the center of an array of instruments in the string family, and even a few harps, though, that piano was your element, and from nearly every day forward, you were found there practicing and sharpening up your skills. ‘Where’s Y/N?’ was a question that was hardly ever asked, simply because everyone knew where you would be. Even if that query was prominently spoken, eye rolls may ensue, but, an answer would still be given.

Why music? People would ask. Witches and wizards don’t study music; they have other things to worry about!

Well, not you. You were the opposite of what others thought was terminology.

You were born to muggle parents who also shared a love for music, and you were classically trained on the piano as a child. Your life was already going as smoothly as possible when about a six months before you were accepted into Hogwarts you found out that you possessed magical powers and you were brought into the living fable of witchcraft. You were nearly forced to leave your old life, your old friends, your old school, and even your own family to keep that secret from the rest of the muggle world. You left it without a trace.

Ron Weasley was, without a doubt, absolutely infatuated with you and your music. He thought you were unique... in the good way, of course. He couldn’t say a singular bad thing about you, and frankly, even to you. Normally, he was shy around others he wasn’t exactly familiar with, but as strange as that may seem, he knew you personally. In reality, he just could not find the words to say anything amazing about you to your face, and when he eventually did, he would get tongue tied and eventually embarrassed.

Today, though, today was going to be the day. He was going to talk to you, one on one, and would not stutter.

...easier said than done, of course.

But, the Yule Ball was coming up in a few short weeks, and nothing is more embarrassing than going to a fancy ball at Hogwarts stag. Hell, if Neville could snag his sister, surely he could do the same with you.

Ron planned out everything one night meticulously, writing down of responses to every outcome he could think of. Sitting in the common room in front of the burning fire, he rapidly wrote down his thoughts and wiped little beads of sweat in the process. Pressing his head back to massage his neck, he noticed Hermione Granger leaning against the stairwell, smiling at him from afar. After making eye contact, she strolled up to the stressed boy and sat beside him with a comforting smile.

“Now, what’s got you all riled up?” she asked, calmly placing her hands in her lap. Ron diverted his gaze from the paper and to his friend, brushing away his shaggy bangs so he could get a better look. “What’s on this paper?” she reached for it, but Ron quickly snatched it back, away from her outstretched arms.

“You know better than to grab my paper, ‘Mione,” he said quickly, “It’s just some homework.” Hermione eyed him with suspicion, but she didn’t buy it.

“Oh, Ron, you know better than to lie,” she spoke back, smirking as she began to grab the upper hand of the conversation. “You’d never stay up this late to finish a homework assignment, or even complete the assignment in general.” Ron sighed and shook his head.

“Well, maybe I want to... change my habits,” he said with finality, folding the piece of parchment and slipping them in to his bottom pocket. “I’m going to bed-” To prevent him from standing up, Hermione grabbed his arm and held him back. To his surprise, her grip was strong. “Let go of me, ‘Mione, this isn’t funny,” he spoke with slight aggression in his tone.

Hermione loosened her grip on her friend, and pulled him down next to her. “I know something’s troubling you, Ron.” Her voice was sweet and inviting. Ron hated it.

“Bloody hell, Hermione can’t you let me deal with my problems on my own!” His hands clasped over his mouth. Open mouth, insert foot.

“You’ve let the cat out of the bag now.” Ron sighed again, but heavier than before. “You can talk to me Ron. What’s going on?”

He hesitated for a moment and sighed once more. “Fine. Fine, fine, fine. You want to know why I’m so stressed? Here, I’ll show you instead.” He took the folded parchment out of his pocket and tossed it onto her lap. Reluctantly, she opened it and read it to herself.

“Oh, Ron... who is this for?”

He scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment and his ears turned almost redder than his hair. He spoke your name, and Hermione gasped.

“Oh, Ron! That’s so sweet!” she cooed, “But... why write it all down?”

“So that I remember what I want to say?”

“Don’t be so daft. You don’t need this silly sheet of paper, trust me. If you just speak from the heart then everything will be fine!”

“You obviously have never heard me talk to them before,” he muttered, taking the parchment out of her hand and folding it back into how it once was. “’Mione I can hardly get a word out without stuttering like a fool, how do you expect me to ‘speak from the heart?’“

“You really are down bad...” she mumbled in thought. After thinking for a moment more, her eyes lit up. “Well, what exactly are you planning on doing?”

“Well, I’d probably go to the music room. I reckon I’d find them there... I... guess I don’t know what else I’d do...” He quickly unfolded the paper and started to furiously write down ideas.

Hermione knew better. She took the quill out of his hands and hid it behind her. Ron reached for it, but to no avail “So... wing it!”

“Hermione, I can’t!”

“Oh, sure you can! Why don’t you just imagine talking to them like they’re myself... or Harry? You can talk to us easily; it’s practically the same thing. Plus, you know them, so why should it even be harder?” That was the same question he’d been asking himself for the past year and a half. Even after you cared for him and stayed by his side when he had broken his leg during third year, he still found it hard to talk to you, and for what?

Hermione placed a sympathetic hand on his leg. “You can do this Ron.” She stood up to walk back to her dorm and smiled. “Tell me everything that happens, alright?”

Ron sighed for the fourth time that night. Her quick sympathy and advice didn’t exactly help him out, but maybe if he slept on it, he would be better off.

That was picture perfect advice.

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Ron loved the weekends. Fortunately for him, it was Saturday, which meant that he had a whole day to himself - that meaning he had a whole day to ponder how he was going to break the news to you. Merlin, he was quite troubled. After hours of sitting on his bed and staring at the ceiling, he knew what he had to do; he had to talk to you before he lost his nerve.

You loved the weekends as well. Fortunately for you, you had the whole day to yourself - that meaning you had a whole day to practice your music without interruption. Today’s task was composing a piece from the melody that continued on in your brain for days. You were stationed on the piano bench, drawing measure lines with your quill on a piece of parchment. The lines weren’t perfectly straight, but they had to do, after all, you were in no way a professional.

You began to push through, tapping the keys so that they fit the melody in your brain. After about an hour or so, you heard a knock on the door, to which you shouted back and greeted them in. You looked back and smiled at the red-headed boy that was making an appearance in the music room. “Hello, Ron!” you greeted.

He scratched the back of his neck. “I’m not interrupting anything, am I?” he asked softly, and you shook your head.

“No, of course not!” You patted an open spot on the bench beside you, “Come join me; I live for audiences.” Ron slowly made his way to the bench and sat. He seemed a bit out of place, but he had to shake that feeling off. Brushing his bangs, he looked at you.

“What are you working on?” he managed to stammer, then eyeing the parchment with eighth and sixteenth notes plastered all over it. There was no way in hell Ron could read would you had written - it was as if it were a code - but it still intrigued him.

“I’m just composing. Thought of this little melody last night and it sounded swell in my head. Care to listen?”

“Of course.”

His words of approval sent you and your fingers began to glide over the keys with ease and experience. While the tune may have been simple in your eyes, Ron was still mesmerized. How you could think of a melody the night before and write it all down the day after was absolutely amazing to him.

When you finished playing what you have written, Ron clapped enthusiastically. “You know... I think it’s really bloody cool that you can play an instrument,” he complimented softly but with a smile, “and-and you really don’t care what other people think. I admire that, really.”

“Do you, then?” You were intrigued at his sudden and subtle flirting.

“Yes! Yes I really do!”

Your callused hands reached for his and placed them on the keys. “Here, let me teach you a little something.” You played a small melody, expecting him to copy your movements, which he did, but in a not-so-neat fashion. You chuckled. “Close.” You played the melody again, but slower. He repeated. “There you go, you got it!” You played another melody

This was his chance. Taking a deep breath, Ron began to speak. “So... are you planning on going to the Yule Ball?”

At that, your hands stopped. Your heart began to pang in your chest and your train of thought had completely crashed at that out of the blue question. Usually, you were very well put together around everyone, but the simple query seemed to almost push you over the edge... in the good way.

“We-well...” you cleared your throat and adjusted the collar of your shirt, “that depends.” You stared at him with your face reddened. “Why?”

“Um, are you going with anyone? ...by chance?”

You smiled. “Well, no. No I’m not. I haven’t been asked.”

Ron grinned as his confidence surged. It was as if a boost of electricity went through his entire body. “What are the chances you’d... that you’d want to go with me?”

“Aw Ron, I’d love that!” You said in finality. You grabbed his hand on the piano and gave it a squeeze.

“Good... frankly I’ve been planning on asking you for a little bit and that would be a bit embarrassing if you said no...”

“How long is a little bit?”

“Well, a while, actually.” He felt himself about to ramble, but he couldn’t stop. “I’ve been wanting to ask you out an’ everything but I couldn’t find the words to tell you, and I was a bit nervous, you know? Y/N I think you’re really amazing and I love everything about you.” There, he said it and he was proud of it, but his outward demeanor said otherwise.

“You don’t need to be nervous around me, Ron. I think of you just the same as you do me. I think you’re a beautiful boy with a big heart. Honestly, I wouldn’t want to go to the ball with someone other than you.”

His face lit up. “Really?”

You brushed his bangs out of his eyes. “Yeah.”

Well, it was safe to say that Ron was kooky for the whole rest of the month leading up to the ball. He couldn’t believe he found the words to talk to you, even if it didn’t go exactly to plan. Hermione was right. All he really needed to do was wing it.

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i hope you enjoyed! i loved writing this so much. let me know if i should write a second part to this, like of the ball and such okok

[agirlwithbigdreamsforher]

CHAPTER 21

THE NANNY: CHAPTER 21

Pairing: Andy Barber x Annie Johnson (OFC)

Summary: Working and single parenting is not easy. Andy needs to find a nanny for his son Jacob. Annie, an education degree student at Lasell University, comes to their lives just in time for the big changes in Andy’s life.

Warnings: Smut in this chapter, always use protection guys! Is it justify? Not really, I was just in the mood.

A/N: cute family chapter with a steamy ending. Always use protection guys. MDI.

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Saturday morning, the family got ready to visit Annie’s brother in Massachusetts. Both Andy and Annie were wearing a white Red Sox jersey, and while Andy opted to wear dark jeans, Annie went for a pairs of denim shorts, both wearing a pair of white converse. Since Jake didn’t have a jersey yet, they just put a white t-shirt so he will match with them. It was around 7:30 in the morning when Annie finally left the house carrying 2 duffle bags full with clothes.

“My god, honey we are only staying for the weekend.”

“What’s your point?” She said putting the bags in the trunk.

“My point is my clothes are in that backpack!” He said pointing to the bag in the trunk “Why are you taking so many clothes?”

“Well, one is Jake’s and the other is mine.”

“Honey, it’s only two days.”

“Yes, but you know how messy kids can be and you never know what will happen once we’re there. I have to be prepare.” Andy just shook his head and then they climbed on the car.

“Alright! Who is ready to see the Red Sox?” Andy asked.

“ME!!!!!!” Jake screamed at the top of his lungs.

It was a little past eight when Andy turned to the right in the street Annie told him and parked on the blue house in the corner of the street. Tom’s house was older than Andy’s but cozy nonetheless, 4 bedrooms and a wide backyard. Andy took the bags out of the trunk while she helped Jake out of his sit. Tom opened the door before they could reach the porch.

“Welcome!” Tom walked towards her sister and hugged her, “No traffic I assume.”

“No really, it was a calm drive. Jake remember my brother?” Jake nodded with a big smile.

“Hey little man, how you been?”

“Good” Jake answer shyly looking at his dad who just stood next to him.

“Oh, no need to be shy, we are almost family right?” Tom took Jake in his arms and lifted him making the boy giggled.

“There we go! A little bird told me this is your first time going to a Red Sox game, are you excited?”

“Yeah! Ammm you can talk to birfs?” The three adults laughed at the kid’s question and entered the house.

The smell of breakfast was filling the house. Martha, Tom’s wife, was in the kitchen finishing the eggs, while, Denisse, their 8 month old daughter was sitting in the high chair paying attention to every move her mom did.

“Hi baby!” Annie said approaching the little girl making her shriek in excitement. “Oh you do remember me!” she took Denisse in her arms “Yes, you do! Hi Martha, how you been?”

“Excellent, welcome!” She cleaned her hands in the apron and walked towards the two men by the kitchen door. “You must be Andy” She hugged him taking him by surprise “Tom told me so much about you, thank you for what you did for Annie, we couldn’t be any more thankful.”

“You don’t have to thank me, I just wanted to help.”

“And you must be Jake.” Martha kneel to be eye level with him.

“YES!”

“Well, welcome Jake, I hope you’re hungry cuz I made waffles.” The boy’s eyes shone and ran towards the table. “I guess he is hungry. Come on, sit.”

Everyone sat, Annie still holding the little girl. “Look Jake, this is my niece Denisse. Wanna hold her?”

“No, I’m good.” Everyone laughed and Jake went to caress the baby’s cheek “So soft!”

“Yes, she is.” Denisse grabbed Jake’s finger and smiled showing the single tooth she had. “She likes you.”

There were having breakfast, chatting about what they were going to do during the day, deciding to drive to Fenway in Martha’s van.

“Can I hold her now?” Jake asked Annie.

“Of course sweetie, just sit up straight.” Annie placed the little girl in Jake’s arms, the baby fussing a little not recognizing Jake.

“Dad, I wanf a lil’ sista” Andy choke on his coffee making the adults laughed at his frighten expression.

“Later.” Andy said

“Later, when? Today?”

“No, that takes time. We’ll talk about that another day, ok?”

The day went by perfectly. The game began at 11, and Jake was on top of his dad the whole time, enjoying the game, cheering, clapping, drinking soda and eating hot dogs. Andy explained to him what was happening when Jake didn’t understand and by the end of the game they left the stadium with Jake wearing a white Red Sox jersey.

During the afternoon Tom asked both if they could take care of Denisse so he could take Martha out for dinner, which they agree on. Annie was sitting in the middle of the living room, toys scattered all over the floor, Denisse in between her legs and Jake in front of them, the boy telling the little girl a story using his action figures making her laugh. Andy was standing close looking at the scene, he could see himself being a dad again, especially if the mother would be Annie. He took a deep breath when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

“We’re leaving, you sure you ok? We can always cancel.”

“No, we’re fine. She has everything under control.” Andy answered pointing to Annie.

“I wanted to talk to you.”

“Sure, what about?”

“I need you to promise me something.”

“What is it?”

“Don’t get her pregnant before she finishes her major.”

“I…. we don’t…”

“Come on, man. Do you really expect me to believe you don’t sleep together? I wasn’t born yesterday. If you want a bigger family, marry her first. Are we clear?” Tom said ending with a serious tone.

“Yes, I understand.”

“Good! Ladybug we’re leaving. If you need anything, call us. Have a good night.”

“Enjoy your night.” Annie said waving them good bye.

Andy walked towards the living room, sitting right next to Jake.

“Having fun?”

“Mhmm! She like my toys, Oh! I haf to show her my hot wheels!” The boy ran to the room where he had his backpack, living the two adults alone with the baby. Andy touched Denisse’s little hand and she grabbed it trying to put it in her mouth.

“She likes you.” Annie smiled at Andy “I’m starting to think the Barbers have a special charm for us the Johnson girls, right sweetie?” Denisse just babble at the question.

“Have you thought about having one of this?”

“A cute little baby girl like this?” She squeezed Denisse against her “Of course, look at her! She is so precious!”

“And ammm have you thought about having one with me?” Annie blushed when she heard the question.

“Would you judge me if I say yes?” Andy shook his head, “Then, yes, I thought about it. I may have a name too.”

“What name did you choose?”

“That’s a secret.”

“What if it is a boy?”

“Confidential.”

“Nothing against the names you just said, I know people nowadays choose weird unique names, but I’m an old fashion guy, so maybe we could consider just regular names, like Brad or Jackie.”

Annie laughed, “I’ve thought about this long before I met you Andy. I’ve always wanted to have kids. If you must know is not Brad nor Jackie. In fact there was a Jackie in high school I hated, so no.”

The four of them sat on the couch to watch a film with the purpose to put them to sleep, Jake was out half an hour later, but little Denisse was pretty much still up. It wasn’t until almost eleven when Denisse finally close her eyes. Annie walked out of the bathroom after taking a quick shower wearing only a tank top and her baby blue cheeky panties.

“I’m exhausted, that girl has a lot of energy! And she is only 8 months old!”

“It must be a family thing” Andy laughed and she rolled her eyes as she make herself comfortable on her side of the bed. “Nice outfit” Andy reached for her taking her by the waist and pulling her closer to his body giving her a kiss on her neck.

“Not tonight, I’m tired.”

“No problem,” Andy gave her a kiss on the forehead, “good night honey.” her eyes almost closed.

“Andy?”

“Hmmm?”

“I wish my parents were alive to meet you. They would’ve loved you.”

“You really think so?”

“Aham,” She yawned. “My mom would’ve thought you were so handsome and smart, and my dad would’ve been so proud I chose to date a Red Sox fan.” Andy giggled.

“Do you miss them?”

“Yeah, I know it’s been 3 years but I think about how they won’t be here when I graduate or if I get married and have kids, and…” she sniffed.

“Oh, honey, come here.” Andy hugged her and she hide her face against his chest.

“I’m sorry” She sniffed again, tears wetting a little Andy’s chest “My period is coming. I’m just being silly.”

“Of course not, is totally normal to miss them. But you know, they’ll always be with you, in every step you give and I’m sure they would’ve been so proud of you and the woman you’ve become.”

“See! That’s why my mom would’ve liked you! You always know what to say!” Making her cry even more. Andy hugged her until the soft cries subside and her breathing became even. “Do you miss your mom?”

“Of course I do. She was my best friend, we talked about everything. I told her when I first had sex.”

“What? Hehehe, no way! How old were you?”

“I was 16 and was so proud of myself! Thinking back at that moment I’m sure I totally messed up, but it felt so right!” Annie laughed even more, her hand went to the nape of his head caressing him slowly. “My mom always wanted to help others, and when she got sick it was really hard to see how her energy and life were slipping out of her. You know she didn’t even get the chance to meet Jake.” Annie’s caresses slow down as he spoke, “Your energy reminds me of her, I think you and her would’ve been great friends.” When Andy looked down, Annie was fully sleeping, his sided smiled appeared on his face, “Good night, honey. Love you.”

Andy had no idea what time it was when he stood to go to the bathroom. The room felt suffocating, he walked to the window and opened it letting the summer breeze in to refresh the ambiance. His dick twitched when he turned and saw Annie’s ass on full display. He walked to her side of the bed and pushed her a little to make room for him, taking her by the waist holding her in place, her ass fitting perfectly against his crotch. His dick grinded against her, a soft moan left her lips, Andy kissed the back of her neck while his fingers move the fabric of her panties to find her little button.

“mmmm Andy…” her eyes fluttering open “we can’t, they’ll hear us.” Her voice full of sleep.

“Then you have to be quiet.” Andy took his dick out, pulled her panties down and placed his cock between her folds, slipping through them before pushing past her entrance. A loud moan escaped her lips and Andy put his hand over her mouth. “Shhhh… Fuck, you feel so good.” Using his free hand he lifted her leg to have better access and started pounding into her.

“Andy…condom…” She muffled against the palm of his hand.

Andy stopped, reached for his wallet on the night stand of his side of the bed, ripping the package and sliding the condom along his manhood. He pushed inside her again, he pounded hard against her hot wet cunt.

“Fuck, honey.” The sound of his hips slamming against her ass filling the silence of the night. Annie doing her best to be quiet, but it was nearly impossible, her hand went to her mouth to keep her soft moans at bay. Andy’s movements became erratic with each stroke of his dick inside her pulsing walls. “Shit, honey, I’m gonna…” A manly moan came from his lips when he felt her walls clenching around him. Annie moved and turned her body to face Andy, his cock slipping out of her, she cuddle against his chest, letting herself go to dreamland when Andy hugged her tightly.

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hey could I please request with the DaddyIronStrange + little reader- when they first get together, reader is shy and is worried about meeting Daddy Stephen and Peter (because they are Tony’s little and haven’t been little around other people before) I think it would be cute that Stephen and Peter would just be so encouraging and stuff even though Stephen is a little unsure how to encourage her. Thanks, you don’t have to but I think it would be cute

Little Family

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Little Troublemakers au masterlist

Pairing: daddy!ironstrange x little!reader x little!Peter

Warnings: Age Regression, shy!reader, kinda Angst?, fluff

A/n: I already love this AU so much 😭

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Tony noticed that you had grown a little crush on Peter since the day you spotted him at a small gathering of the Avengers, but he can't blame you, it's not like he hasn't fallen for the handsome sorcerer Peter was holding hands with.

A few days later Tony asked you if you were ok with him meeting up with Stephen and you told him that you don't mind if you would get more screen time for that afternoon.

Tony and Stephen talked about a lot and even figured out that both of their littles were swooning for each other and can't denial their own feelings.

So, they decided to meet up again but this time together with their littles. Stephen suggested that you could spend a day at his home so you and Peter could be little in peace without people looking at you weirdly.

Today was that day and you were bouncing your leg nervously in the car. When Tony noticed that he placed his hand on your thigh, his thumb caressing your skin.

"Are you excited to meet Peter and Stephen, sweetheart?" he asked and you hummed.

"Mhm, but M a wittle nervous." you admitted, playing with Tony's fingers.

"So am I but I promise I will be with you the whole time." he smiled, squeezing your thigh a little.

The car got to a stop and Tony quickly rushed to your side to help you out, taking your hand in his and walking to the front door.

He rang the bell and you shuffled a little more behind him when the door opened, revealing a smiling Stephen.

"You were right, she's even cuter in person." he said and you blushed, hiding your flushed face in Tony's shoulder and Stephen gestured for you to walk inside. "Come in, please. Peter is very excited to meet you."

Stephen called out for him and he run down the stairs, earning a little stern glare from his daddy.

"Hi! M Peter and dis is Mr. Snuggles." he introduced himself and held up a bear that wore a cloak similar to Stephen's. He noticed you holding your own stuffie close to your chest. "What's your stuffies name?"

You looked at Tony and he smiled at you, nodding his head. "Her name s Sparkle."

"Peter, why don't you show Y/n your room?" Stephen suggested and Peter smiled, taking your hand gently and leading you to his playroom but you stopped and turned to your Daddy again.

"I'm going to sit with Stephen in the living room, I'm not far away baby." he promised and blew you a kiss, sighing in relief when you let Peter drag you behind him.

"Now they have some time getting to know each other." Stephen said and walked over to a minibar. "You want a drink?" he asked and winked at him.

"No kissing or touching until we talked with them." Tony warned making the sorcerer smirk.

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"You wanna pway with Legos?" Peter asked pointing at the little City that was in one corner of the big room. You shrugged, nibbling at your nails and still holding onto your stuffie for dear life. "I also have wots of cars."

It's not that you didn't want to play, there are plenty of things in Peter's playroom that caught your attention, you were just still insecure about being little in front of others than your Daddy and with having a crush on Peter it was even harder.

"Or we can build a pillow fort and watch a movie on ma tablet!" He suggested and you nod with a little smile making him smile as well.

Peter and you grabbed the pillows and blankets from his bed and threw them on the ground. Next, he motioned for you to sit down on the pillows and used his webs to pull two chairs closer, draping a big blanket over them.

He grabbed his iPad and crawled into the makeshift tent next to you. While you were watching the movie you moved your head so it was resting against Peter's shoulder and he was really trying to suppress his excitement.

A while later you heard Stephen calling you both for lunch and sadly had to get up from the comfortable position.

You sat opposite Peter at the dining table with Tony next to you and Stephen placed a plate with spaghetti before you. You smiled and thanked him.

"Such good manners." Stephen said and you blushed again while Tony was smiling proudly at you.

Later that day you were cuddled up with Peter on a bean bag that got placed before the couch, where Tony and Stephen were sitting next to each other, watching Narnia on the TV.

Tony nudged Stephen's shoulder and nodded towards you and Peter, seeing that you both were holding hands and about to fall asleep.

"You could stay the night here if you want." the sorcerer whispered to Tony.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, you can sleep in the guest room with her and we could discuss our idea with them tomorrow." he said and turned off the TV, carefully picking Peter up and Tony did the same with you.

Stephen showed him where the guest room was and they both said their good nights.

Tony got comfortable on the bed with you cuddled by his side and thought about how lucky he got to have met such special people.

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a/n: i was so excited to receive @tysonjost-taylorsversionost-taylorsversion as my exchange giftee for @antoineroussel 's summer fic exchange! i wrote this one with her in mind and claudia, i so so hope you enjoy this!!! i loved writing for you. this came from one scene of dialogue and i love how it developed; i hope you do too. inspired by ‘Beginning Middle End’ by Leah Noble, and Barbie and the Diamond Castle/ The Princess Bride

pairing: elias pettersson x fem!reader

word count: 3.8k+

warnings: mentions of alcohol, kids (no mention of pregnancy though), a few swears, possibly inaccurate timeline

disclaimer: not my gif (but it's so so cute!) all credit to the amazing creator!

It was an overcast day, but after living in Vancouver for more than half your life, you found great comfort in the slight drizzle and the grey clouds. You were prepping for supper when the garage door opening pulled you away from the cutting board. 

“Dad’s practice must’ve ended early, hmm Snoopy,” you said quietly to the ten year old cat, rubbing his head a little. Your eldest, Gabriela, was out with her boyfriend and wouldn’t be home until later and your youngest, Jakob, was on a field trip with his school. You started to make your way towards the garage, ready to greet your husband, only to be met with the sound of a slamming door. 

Even after the roughest of practices, Elias was never like that. Your pace quickened, but when you looked, it wasn’t his vehicle in the garage; it was yours, the one Gabby took to her date. You were confused since she rarely came home early but before you could ask any questions, she hastily pushed past you and ran up the stairs. The bedroom door slammed and brought you out of your slight trance. She had never acted like that before (she took after her father). 

You went to the kitchen to grab a water bottle for her before walking up to her room. You knocked lightly, but she didn’t answer, so you peeked through the door, to see her on her stomach on her bed, her head covered by a pillow. Her window and blinds, which were always open, were haphazardly closed and one of her picture frames was thrown in the garbage. 

“Gabby? Are you okay hun?” You asked quietly. When you were met with nothing but muffled cries for an answer, you walked into her room, placing the water bottle on her desk. 

“What happened?” You sat lightly on her bed, running your hand up and down her back to soothe her. Eventually, she peeled away from the pillow, her once sparkling eyes now puffed up and dulled with red. She sniffled again, wiping away her tears before looking at you. 

“He dumped me, Momma,” she cried before collapsing into your chest. Your heart dropped at her confession and quickly gathered her into your embrace to console her. 

“Oh sweetie, I’m sorry.” You pressed a kiss to her hair and kept her close to you as she continued to cry.  When she’d stopped trembling, you pressed another kiss to her forehead. “I’m really sorry; I know how much that hurts.”

“How would you know?” She spit out the words like venom. “You got the fairytale love story!” 

You furrowed your eyebrows. “What do you mean?”

“You’ve loved the same guy since you were a kid, what do you know about heartbreak?”

You sighed. “Your dad wasn’t my first boyfriend. He wasn’t even my second!” You laughed lightly and nestled further onto your daughter’s bed. “Want to hear what I know about heartbreak?”

Gabby sniffled but nodded, laying her head on your chest as you started. 

“It all started when I went on an exchange program to Sweden in high school…”

You stood at the bottom of the front steps, looking up at the beige columns of your new school. You’d been in Ånge for a few weeks, settling in with your host family and feeling the excitement of a new city, but now that you were here – at your new school – all you could feel was nerves. 

“You can go in, the school’s open.” A voice broke your trance and you turned to see a boy about your age, with bright blond hair and a shy smile.

“Oh. Right, thank you. Sorry, I’m just a bit nervous. I’m new here.”

“I know.” When you shot him a look, he blushed. “Your accent gives it away. But if you want, I could show you around the school?”

Now it was your turn to blush, you felt the heat rush to your cheeks. “I’d really like that. I’m Y/n.”

“Elias. Nice to meet you.”

Turns out the beautiful, charming stranger was in your homeroom and he wasted no time helping you feel acquainted. He helped you fold into his friend group and was really good with helping you translate Swedish slang you didn’t understand. It wasn’t long before you considered him your best friend. 

You settled into the routine of school pretty quickly, and even made friends of your own with a guy named Edvin. A quick question about math class quickly turned into after school tutor sessions and soon enough, Edvin had asked you out. 

When you’d told Elias, he gave you a tight smile, and told you to have fun. ‘Edvin’s a good guy’ he’d said. 

One afternoon, you were sitting in the school yard, watching the clouds go by with Elias. You were spending lunch under the big oak tree, like every Friday while his friends were stuck in study hall. The weather was gorgeous and the two of you were laying on your backs, staring at the clouds, practicing your language skills by describing what the clouds looked like. 

“That one looks like that thing that you like,” He said proudly, pointing at a white blob. 

“That thing? What are you talking about?” You laughed, propping yourself on your elbows, turning towards him.

“You know, the thing!” He propped himself up too. “It’s like the animal that goes like ‘ooooo.’”

“A cow?” You laughed.

“No! The other one, the..oh you know,”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“The one that like, is a bird and has big eyes and goes ‘ooooo’. You know, the thing,”

“I think you’re talking about an owl.”

“Right. An owl.” His voice dropped to a whisper and it was only then that you noticed how close you got to him. Or did he get close to you? He brushed a piece of hair away from your eyes and his hand brushed against your arm as it fell. He was leaning over you and you saw his eyes flicker to your lips then back up to your eyes. Your breath hitched and you felt your heart start to beat faster. Did you want him to kiss you? Was he going to? 

Your brain was going a thousand miles a minute; you didn’t even register the words you said next. 

“Edvin asked me to go with him to the movies after school.” The hope in Elias’ eyes died but he didn’t seem to show it, slowly dropping down to lay back beside you.

“What movie are you seeing?” He asked, staring up at the clouds, trying to stop scenarios running through his head. 

“I don’t know, but maybe one that screams ‘date night’ or something. This is the fourth time he’s asked me out, he’s passed the test,” you said with a blush on your cheeks. 

“Test?” The surprise in his voice had you sitting up on your elbows again. 

“The third date test? You don’t know the third date test?” He shook his head and you laughed a little. “Oh my gosh, it’s such a dating rule! Back home, they say that if a guy asks you out three times, he’s definitely going to ask you to be your girlfriend. If this is the fourth date, we’ve gone out successfully three times, he passes the test,” you told him, a giddy smile on your face. 

“Are you going to say yes? To being his flickvän? Even if you are leaving?”

His question made you think a little bit. “Yeah. I’m not leaving for months. And I think you can still like someone from far away.”

“Wait, wait, you dated someone else right in front of Dad?” Gabriela interrupted, causing you to laugh again. 

“I told you he wasn’t my first boyfriend!”

“I didn’t think you’d date someone right in front of him!” She protested.

“Oh, just you wait.”

Edvin had broken up with you shortly after you returned home. But with Elias, it was different. Years had gone by, and although you were separated by distance, you kept in touch with him regularly. Facebook comments and Instagram memes were swapped with dating advice, life problems, and everything in between. 

When he found out he was being drafted to Vancouver – where you were – you were one of the first people he called. You greeted him at the airport with a long overdue hug and showed him all around the city. The two of you found the arena, the sushi place near his apartment, the bubble tea place by yours, and of course, the aquarium, where you stared at the jellyfish for what seemed like hours, stealing glances at each other, not believing this was real life.  

It felt like you started right where you left off all those years ago, except this time you could pinpoint all the sparks you felt when he was around as love. You had tried to play it cool when he was around, especially on the nights the team won and you went out to celebrate, but it only took the rest of the wives and girlfriends five months to figure out your secret. 

“You love him,” Holly stated one night, causing you to choke on your drink a little. 

“He is my best friend.”

“No, like a ‘you’re in love with him’ type of love,” she clarified. 

You sighed and looked down at your hands. “He has a girlfriend, Hols.”

“We both know he’d drop her if you said you liked him.” 

You stayed silent at her words, digesting them, before shaking your head. “He wouldn’t.”

“You never know until you try.” You looked away from her, suddenly feeling claustrophobic. “Well fine, but I’d either tell him or try to get over him. If we’ve all caught on, it’s a matter of time before he does and makes it awkward.” She said, before leaving the bar with Bo. 

You looked over to where Elias and his girlfriend were tangled together on the dancefloor. Their arms were around each other, and despite the loud club music, they were simply swaying, him looking down at her like she could make all his dreams come true. 

Like he could love her for the rest of his life. 

It was that look that prompted you to throw back the rest of your drink. If your only options were to tell him and ruin his happiness or get over him, you were going to get over him. 

That night, you downloaded a boatload of dating apps, trying your hardest to get over your best friend before he discovered your feelings and you lost all of him forever. It only took a few weeks before you were skipping games to go on a date (even if you watched him score on the screen behind your date’s head at the restaurant) or leaving the bar with a new guy after every victorious game’s celebration. 

It was a few months later when Elias showed up at your apartment late at night, his hair all tousled. 

“What happened?” were the first words out of your mouth because even though you were trying to get over him, you would always care about him. 

“She broke up with me.” His voice was small and immediately you brought his tall frame into your arms as best you could. You ran your hand up and down his back and he slumped into you, his arms going around your waist. When he broke from your embrace, you gave him a tight smile before shutting the door. 

He went over to the couch, and you grabbed the pint of chocolate ice cream from the freezer before joining him. You flicked the TV on low and offered him the first scoop, holding out the spoon in front of him. With no hesitation, he took the utensil from you and dug in. 

“That bad, eh?” He could only nod with a pout on his face. “For what it’s worth, I’m sorry. You seemed happy with her.”

“I was,” he mumbled. “She only gave me a bullshit answer too when I asked her why.”

“Ooh let me guess, she didn’t like hockey? She wanted more 5-star restaurant trips? Oh, I’ve got it. She’s one of those people who love spiders and wanted to move in with her ten tarantula tanks.” The last one cracked a smile from him, which made you feel like you’d won the lottery. But he shook his head at all your suggestions. 

“She said she couldn’t be in a relationship when I was pining for someone else.” Your (stupid) heart started to beat faster, hoping, wishing, he would say what you longed to hear. That he finally realized he was in love with you. “But that’s ridiculous! I liked her. Who else would I love? Brock?” 

You gave him a tight smile as your heart deflated. “You do have a bromance. Maybe she was jealous.” He took another mouthful of ice cream, saddened. You snuggled a little bit closer, your head just beside his, your bodies facing each other. 

“For what it’s worth, I’m sorry,” you whispered. 

“Thanks. I don’t know what I would do without you.” 

Sitting there on the couch, his voice soft, your bodies close enough you could hear his heartbeat, watching some trashy reality TV, you realized just how strong your feelings were. His heart was beating rapidly, but you knew it was just from the stress he was feeling around the breakup and the rest of his life. You, on the other hand, had no excuse for how fast your heart was pumping, and he no doubt could hear it. 

You said yes to an online date invitation as soon as he left, needing more than ever to get over him. He wasn’t in the space for a relationship right now and you couldn’t risk it anymore. You couldn’t lose him. All you needed was someone to pass the time with. Little did you know…

A few weeks later, a knock resonated throughout your apartment and you quickly answered it, swinging the door open to see Elias…and a bouquet of flowers. But you didn’t dwell too much on that, instead, you smiled widely and pulled him in. 

“Woah, excited to see me?” He joked. 

“I have some good news and I want to celebrate!” You left him standing in the kitchen as you grabbed two wine glasses and a bottle of champagne from the fridge. 

“I actually have news too.” The slight waver in his voice made you stop and turn around but when you saw his focused gaze, you didn’t think too much of it. 

“Do you want to go first?” You offered, before popping the bottle. He shook his head. 

“You seem more excited than me.”

“Okay, well then…Charlie passed the third date rule! He asked me to be his girlfriend! I am no longer sadly single!”  

You turned around to pour two glasses so you didn’t see the soft smile on Elias’ face absolutely vanish, his heart stopping as it set in that he missed his chance. But by the time you turned around with the full glasses, a strained smile was back on his face, trying his best to be happy for you, his best friend. 

“Oh, I never asked! What are the flowers for?”

“I…I just thought you’d like them, that’s all,” he said, staring down at them before exchanging them for a glass of champagne with a tight smile. 

“To you and Charlie,” he said, lifting a glance to clink it with yours, before downing it. 

“You dated TWO boys in front of Dad’s face?” Gabriela’s jaw hung slack and you shrugged shyly. 

“He was my best friend and he had a girlfriend! What was I supposed to do?”

“I don’t know, tell him you were in love with him?”

“You get your smarts from your father, not me.” 

She shyly smiled at your comment. “What happened to Dad? Why did he bring you flowers?”

“Well, I didn’t know it then, but he brought them to ask me out. He realized his ex girlfriend was right, he liked me, but saw I was happy with Charlie and so he didn’t mess with it.”

“Wow. That must’ve been hard.”

You shrugged. “It was the wrong time. He went on to date a couple other people but nothing ever lasted longer than a year.”

“When did he tell you about the flower night?”

“At our wedding.” Gabby gasped and you laughed. “He put the little detail in his vows and I had to find out in front of everyone that he was going to ask me out years before he did.”

“What happened with Charlie?”

“Charlie and I dated for around two and a half years, before he got a job in Australia. He asked me to move there with him but, all my family was here, your dad was still playing for the Canucks, and I just couldn’t do it. I didn’t want to leave here for a brand new place, only having my boyfriend for a support system. He didn’t want to do a long distance thing so he told me I didn’t love him enough and broke up with me. But your dad was really helpful during that, he’s my best friend for a reason. I still remember this one night…”

It had been about four and a half months since Charlie broke up with you and after a lot of rom-com watching, crying, and partying to get over him, you finally felt like you were ready. Elias was over for a movie – Mamma Mia because you had always wanted to go to Greece and he hadn’t taken you yet, he said – and you were sharing a bucket of popcorn. Your hands had brushed a couple of times and it just made you think of how you no longer felt tied to Charlie. 

“I think I might be ready to start dating again,” You said quietly into the room as the movie ended. Elias’ head quickly popped up and he turned towards you. 

“What?”

“I think I’m finally ready to start..putting myself out there again. Like I downloaded Bumble last night." You turned to your best friend to see him biting his bottom lip. "What?" He shook his head and got up from the couch to stand above you. 

"No. Just...no." You sat up, appalled at his words. 

"No? Excuse me, you don't get to make that decision. My life, my decision," You said, your gaze fierce on his. 

"No, no, that's not what I meant. I meant, no, don't go on Bumble. Don't go on eHarmony, don't go on Tinder, don't go on any dating app. I-" He cut himself off and looked down at his hands, sighing. 

You placed a hand on his knee and tapped it lightly. "You what, 'Lias?" He smiled briefly at your actions before taking a deep breath and speaking. 

"I...want to be the one. I want to be your one. I might not have been your beginning and I wasn't your middle, but I was there for them. I saw your pain when Edvin broke up with you and when Charlie did and I would - I want to! - treat you better. I want to be your ending. I want to be the last one to love you, until we have kids and then they'll love you but I want to be the last one to ever give you butterflies, to make you flustered at gala events, to wake up next to you and spend every Sunday morning in bed. In five years, in ten years, in fifty years, I still want to be yours. I want to give you everything you deserve, I want to be that person, I've wanted to be that person for years. Don't go on dating apps when I'm right here. Please. Let me show you that this love could be something special."

You were silent for a little bit after his declaration but he just gave you time. He rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet as you took in his words, and what they meant for the future. 

"You really love me like that?" Your voice was small as if you were unsure of his honesty but his response was firm, enough to know he wasn't even remotely kidding. 

"I love you more than that, but that's all I can put into words." 

"You know, I’ve had a small crush on you since you moved here," You said, biting the corner of your lip to suppress a smile. 

"Is that a yes? You'll give me a try?" You stood up off the couch, grabbing his hands and intertwining them. 

"I'll give us a try, yeah." His face lit up like a kid on the last day of school and his arms wrapped around you tightly, swinging you back and forth. 

"I'll make this worth it, I promise," he said into your hair. 

"It's already worth it, 'Lias."

“And then a few years later, we went back to Ånge in Sweden and your dad proposed to me.” You look down at the ring, admiring it, before looking over to Elias who you noticed was leaning against the door frame, only to see him already looking at you. You kept eye contact with him and smiled. “It was one of my favourite days, to get engaged to the love of my life.” 

You turn back to Gabby, whose tears had all dried, but you still swiped her cheeks. “But it took a long time for me to get that. That’s okay. Love isn’t on a deadline. You don’t have to rush it and try to find someone, just to have someone. The love will show itself, maybe in small ways you don’t even realise. But when you do find the one that makes it feel like you heard a symphony when they tell you their name, it will be worth it. It’ll be worth this heartbreak, I promise,” you tell her, and she nodded. 

“Tomorrow, you can stay home from school and we’ll watch Top Gun: Maverick and Bridgerton with all the ice cream you want okay? Take some time and come down for supper if you want.” You kissed the top of her head before leaving the room, your husband following you. 

You went back to making dinner, having left it for so long, and his arms snaked around your waist, his head resting on your shoulder as you continued to chop vegetables. 

“I’m so lucky,” he murmured. You feel your cheeks heat up, flustered, but he continued. “I get to come home from playing hockey in my childhood dream city to a house that smells like home and a wife who told our daughter I was the love of her life. I’m just..so lucky to have the life I do.”

“You do know Gabby got her heart broken today?” You asked, one eyebrow raised. 

“Yes, and tomorrow the no-good asshole will be hearing from me and the rest of the team, but for tonight, I’m going to just appreciate my beautiful, wonderful wife who I am so lucky to be the mother to our children. I love everything you do for me, for our daughters, for this house. I love you.”

“I love you too, Elias, you know that.” 

“Still love to hear it.” He leaned around to press a quick kiss to your cheek. “Now let me chop the mushrooms while you finish the carrots.” 

His simple act made you blush and you moved over, him taking his spot beside you – the only place he knew he truly belonged from the beginning, middle, and to the end. 

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first-hand interview ─ joseph quinn

ty @waynemunson for the perfect gif :)

summary: you and Joseph give your first interview together after making your relationship official publicly

pairing: joseph quinn × famous!reader

warnings: did not proof read, some curse words, long-ass answers, kisses and fluff fluff just fluff

word count: 2.1k

a/n: not me posting a joe fic when i have more than three for eddie on hold in my drafts....... anyways! it was just a random thought I had while showering and imagining how cute would it be going to interviews w my sweet bf joseph quinn 😙😙 hope u enjoy it!!

"So, yeah, Matt and Ross worked really hard on this season, them and all the production team, even during the whole pandemic thing they never stopped working to give the audience the best they could, so behind of the cast's amazing work we also owe the success of Stranger Things 4 to this guys who worked with us through all of it." you can't help but admire the way Joe finishes his answer to the last question about the show the interviewer asked you.

"And we owe a lot, 'cause it was an amazing season!" the lady says excitedly, making you both laugh and mouth sweet 'thank you's to her "So, uh, I know that you came here to talk about Stranger Things, but I can't help in asking a little about your personal lives, especially when it comes to you guys. I believe at this point we all have seen your Instagram posts, the internet is freaking out over it, knowing that Y/n and Joe are really a thing. You're a thing, right?" she finally asks humorously, earning smiles and soft laughs from both of us.

"Yes, we are a thing." you answer with a smile and eyeing Joe "We have been dating for quite some time now, we thought it was better keep it on the low at first, Joseph here isn't really the type of exposing his personal life, but the rumors were already all out there, so we decided to finally make it official to the public as much as it is for us."

"Yeah, people who follow me use to know that I normally don't post anything about my life outside the work, but in this case it was worth it." Joseph adds, nodding towards you with a smile "Don't get used tho, most of the contents you guys live for will still be coming from Y/n" he jokes.

“Don’t worry, you’ll get plenty of content now, my gallery is full of the most hilarious and cute moments of us.” you cheer making Joe roll his eyes playfully.

“Oh, trust me, we can’t wait to see it!” the interviewer matched your excitement “While we're on the subject, can you tell us a little about how you started dating? Did you guys meet on the set, or had you seen each other before?” you exchange looks at the question, but you let Joseph answer, or you’d end up being the only one talking on the interview.

“That is actually a funny history.” Joe laughed, straightening his posture in his chair to tell the history “The first time we saw each other was at the table read, but we haven't talked much that day, I was new and still getting used with everyone and Y/n was already all over the place, even though her cameo in season three was pretty small she already seemed to know everybody." he said looking smugly at you.

“I mean, what can I say? I’ve always been an extrovert who talks a lot, so yeah, maybe I was all over the place. And I also remember very well how I tried to introduce you into the conversations, and you were all quiet in your own shy bubble.” you tease him nudging his shoulder.

“It was my first time around! I was more like trying to analyze the place, and the people. But I feel glad for it, maybe if you weren’t all over the place and I wasn’t paying attention, I wouldn’t have noticed you and-“ Joseph was naturally saying until you interrupted him with a frown.

“You what?” your voice sounded high while you leaned in your chair, pretending to be mad at his statement.

“Sorry, yeah, sorry, there is no way I wouldn’t have noticed you, darling.” Joe apologized quickly grabbing your hands and kissing both of them.

“You better be.” you joke “Anyways, after that day it didn’t took long for us to become friends, along with the rest of the group, we started to hang out together a lot during filming, on our free days, between scenes and everything.”

“Well, it all happened before the pandemic, and when I finally got the courage and tried to ask her out or something, she casually informed me that she had a super-secret anonymous boyfriend, and that she hadn't said anything before because the guy didn't want her to mix their personal life with work, and I was like what the actual fu-?” he didn’t finished his last word so they wouldn’t have to censure, meanwhile you were laughing your ass off at his antics and the interviewer’s reaction.

“What? Y/n had a boyfriend when you guys met?” she asked incredulously.

“Yeah, I kinda did had a boyfriend, who was a spotlight hater, so maybe dating an actress wasn’t the best decision he’s ever made, but at that time we were together, so I had to reject Joe right away.” you explained gritting your teeth, and Joseph faking a pout beside you “But soon came Covid, the filming put on hold, we got quarantined, and during this whole craziness my relationship went bye-bye so…” you shrugged, giving Joseph a cue to continue.

“Maybe I’ve spent half of my isolated days praying for it, and apparently someone up there listened to me, ‘cause a couple months later we’ve returned to shooting, and soon she came crawling for me to try a second chance.” Joseph joked dramatically, earning a narrow stare from you.

“Just for the record, I didn’t crawled back, I was waiting for him to make a move like he had before, but it was taking him forever, so I’ve had to solve it with my own hands.” you smirked playfully rolling your eyes.

“Just for the record, I was trying to be respectful! Come on, you had just broke up, I didn't want to seem annoying or pressure you into doing something ahead of time.” Joe stated arching his eyebrows.

“Yes, ‘cause you’re a gentleman, and because of that we’ve got to spend even more time together in the second phase of filming, getting to really know each other, talk about what we were feeling and that’s what leads us here, to a sweet couple interview.” you resume the last year in a few words, not wanting to prolong more than you already did.

“That’s really impressing guys, I’d have never imagined that you were living your own romantic cliché script behind the cameras.” the lady in front of you laughs “So, if that’s what happened, I wonder if you guys got quarantined together at some point? Like in some of the post waves of the virus, and if it helped in your relationship in some kind of way?”

“Oh, yes, I mean, the first Covid wave was like world wide panic so we all went back to our homes, ‘cause we didn’t know at all when we’d be able to work again, and Y/n was still in her past relationship, so at first place it didn’t happened. But when we got back to Atlanta to resume our work, things were more under control, so it happened a few times that the state declared lockdown and we kept working within the health protocols, but going from set to home and home to set, and since we didn't want to be apart for too long, in those lockdown times we practically lived together in one apartment, it sounds crazy since our relationship was new, but I believe it was a great time for us.” Joseph explained, immediately looking at you and passing the lead for you to share your point of view.

“Yeah, totally, I guess that spending times like these together is really important, there’s a lot of couples out there who don’t really know their partners because they’re too busy with other topics of life, and when they spend time together they try to follow a script to the perfect relationship, when honestly this isn’t even a thing. Me and Joseph got to share amazing things when we were quarantined together, of course there were days where we’d simply want to be alone, and deal with our things, but that’s how we’ve learned to respect each other’s personal space, that amongst a hundred more things we learned about and with each other during those days. To be honest, I think that learning is the key word for this question, I can say that back there I’ve learned a lot, not only about, but also with and from Joe, in every matter of life, and from this I got to understand him better as the human being Joseph Quinn, and I’m pretty sure he feels the same towards me, and it helps a lot when it comes to keeping our relationship always healthy and not getting bored of it at the same time.” you say calmly, catching their full attention but also noticing how Joseph would smile and nod his head at your words.

“That’s really nice words coming from a couple like you guys, who gets to inspire people out there with your experience.” the interviewer offers a warm smile to the both of you before moving to the next question “Y/n mentioned that you’ve learned a lot about each other, so would you be able to pin point a small trait or a craze that the other has?” she suggests wiggling her eyebrows.

“Oh, I got it!” you straight up your posture with a small laugh “I mean, I'm pretty sure people have already noticed it, but I’ll have to mention anyways, Joseph pokes his tongue out all the time.” you pause between the last three words and laugh at you “Like in more than one situation, when he's too concentrated, sometimes when he's having a hard time to think about something, when he has to make a decision, or do something precisely, the little tongue is always there, and truthfully I think it’s the cutest thing ever.”

“Aw, thank you, babe.” Joe blows you a kiss in the air and you pretend to catch it, bringing your hand to your chest as if keeping the kiss in your heart "But yeah, at this point our little traits are all around the internet. Like, I've seen people mentioning Y/n's side smile already, like the way her lips tend to move more to one side, the left one I guess, when she's feeling confident or trying to cause a good impression. And besides that, I think I'd say the nose scrunch she does when she gets too genuinely happy, which is also the cutest thing ever." he concludes giving you a lovely stare, and you scrunch your nose as he said on purpose.

“Well then prepare yourselves for all the compilations that fans will make of Joe's tongue and Y/n's nose.” the lady jokes making you both laugh.

“Please, don’t use my boyfriend’s tongue too much, it’s mine and I’m a jealous woman!” you also joke pointing both your fingers to your eyes and then to the camera in a playfully way.

“That’s right, be careful guys!” the interviewer supports you, while Joseph can only laugh and try to hide his blushed cheeks behind his hands “Okay guys, we’re having a lovely chat here, but unfortunately we have to finish soon, so last but not least, what’s one song that is always playing when you guys are together? That one that you guys choose together to sing in your car rides and everything, ‘cause I know you do that!” she asks amusingly.

“Hell yeah, we do, we love music, and in this case I think the answer is… Friday I’m In Love by The Cure?” Joseph says in half a question, diverting his eyes to you so you could confirm his answer instead of just admire him with a stupid smile.

“Yeah, he’s right, that’s our carpool karaoke song.” you agree fully smiling back at him.

“It’s a lovely one, just like you guys! I just wanna say thank you for your time, it was such a great interview! I really wish the best things for you both professionally and in your personal life, hope we get to see each other sometime!”

“Totally! We really enjoyed it too, thanks for the invite!” you say softly.

“Yes! Bye bye all you watchers, hope to see ya around!” Joseph says waving to the camera, grabbing your hand to the same.

+++

“Honestly, I thought it’d be worse, like, because it was our first one together after going public, y’know.” Joseph says approaching you in the backstage, some snack in hand while you waited for the next interview.

“I told you it wouldn’t be bad at all, actually I enjoyed it quite a lot.” you quietly laugh, taking a bite of his little salad sandwich.

“Hey! There’s a lot of those at the snacks table, you sneaky little shit!” he protests lifting his arm higher so you couldn’t reach the sandwich anymore.

“Yours is tastier.” you smile innocently, stealing a peck from his lips and intertwining your arms in his torso “I hope they invite us to more interviews, wanna go to that one with the puppies, it’d be so funny.” you admit, putting an adoring smile in his face, followed by tons of kisses around your face.

[tokkiheart]

Some Personal Favorite K-Dramas

This is just a lil list of K-Dramas that are among my current favorites to return to (and return to often). I don't have this list ordered in any particular way aside from pairing dramas that share a lead together. I'll include little bits as to why they're on the list and/or mini reviews.

This list may get updated as I go to add more dramas that I find to be rewatchable!

Shopaholic Louis (aka Shopping King Louie)

This is a K-Drama that I just adore, it's adorable rom-com fluff. There's not really much of a villain or anything and honestly it's just a great drama (in my opinion) to unwind to. The relationship between Louis and Bok-shil is just so adorable and wholesome, I can't help but smile at how cute they are and just how much they trust each other.

I feel like this drama is underrated, so I really want to recommend this to anyone who enjoys rom-coms and especially light ones that are just romantic fluff! ♥

Doom At Your Service

Alright, so I do love this show and while I have re-watched it in it's entirety several times, I have now gotten to the point where I skip the 2nd lead female's love triangle when I re-watch it. I don't enjoy love triangles in general and since hers really doesn't impact the main plot of the show and also feels really slow and boring compared to the fantasy romance that is the main plot, it's really skippable in order to get to the parts that I do enjoy/want to see. Which is anything with Doom and Tak Dong-kyung.

This was the first Seo In-guk drama that I had ever watched where he was a lead (I first saw him in his cameo role in Abyss) and I think this and/or Shopaholic Louis were the reason that he became one of my biases.

Despite it's flaws, I would still recommend this! It's not perfect and I won't pretend like it is, but I think that it is a good show all the same and I really enjoy re-watching it. I would definitely recommend this if you happen to be a fan of any of the actors. Honestly, there's no shame in watching something just for a bias (I say this, but I'll still blush and be shy to admit when I want to watch something just because of 1 person).

W: Two Worlds

I don't know if saying "I re-watch this show a lot" quite covers the amount of times and the frequency with which I re-watch this show. I have no idea what it is about this show, but despite (or in spite of) it's flaws, I always find myself coming back to it again and again. For whatever reason, I just adore it. I'm obsessed with W and I'm not entirely sure if I can or will ever be able to pin down why. I find the premise of the show interesting and extremely up my alley (as someone who also enjoys the isekai anime genre, this is basically a Korean live-action isekai).

This drama just has a special hold on my heart, to the point that if I see a good edit on YouTube or gif set, I instantly want to re-watch the show again.

I think I really just love the trope of "rebelling against the author" which is just a niche version of "rebelling against fate."

This happens to be the show that made Lee Jong-suk one of my biases as well as the first drama of his that I watched.

While You Were Sleeping

This is another Lee Jong-suk drama that I love to re-watch, though I've re-watched it considerably fewer times than the previous three dramas on this list and even some that come after this one on the list. I haven't re-watched it that many times only because I've marked it as "dangerous to watch late at night.” This is because, with my ADHD and trouble modulating my volume when I'm enjoying something, I may laugh too loudly and could wake someone up.

I loved the premise of this show, I also consider it to be the only show with a love triangle that I actually like the handling of. Which is saying something because I really dislike love triangles.

Random Fun Fact: This show is actually available on Hulu! Quite hilariously, it is labeled as "Health & Wellness" and "Reality"...of which it is neither of those things lol Unless by "Reality" they mean live-action. This is a fact that makes me laugh and had to share.

Extra-ordinary You

This was the first K-Drama set in high school that I had ever watched and I do not regret it. I loved the premise and the execution of this show so much. As someone aspiring to be an author as well as someone who enjoys reading, I really loved the characters slandering the author of the comic book that they were a part of.

I really loved the friendship and romance between Ha-ru and Dan-oh, there were so many moments when Ha-ru made my heart flutter right alongside Dan-oh’s.

I also really loved the friendship between both Ha-ru, Dan-oh and Do-hwa. ❤️

I personally consider this show "ADHD friendly" since the episodes are about 30 minutes long and it also makes it easier to stop so you can go to sleep. Except I didn't stop to sleep when I first watched it, I binge-watched it through the night and into the morning (don’t make my mistakes lol).

Abyss

This was the third drama I had ever watched and while I haven't re-watched it lately, it used to be something that I re-watched a lot. I really enjoyed this show and I'll definitely come back and re-watch it again. It will forever be a marked improvement compared to the first drama I had ever watched.

Since this was the 3rd ever drama I'd seen, I was really confused why the "trailer" Netflix had showed a scene that was not in the show. Between the summary and clip, I really thought it was going to start out way different than it did lol

The humor in this show killed me so many times. The scene where Se-yeon is trying to explain that the dead body of the tall guy in the morgue is Cha Min will live rent free in my brain forever.

This happens to be the drama that made Ahn Hyo-seop one of my biases (and my first K-Drama bias too!).

I Am Not A Robot

I found this show to be very interesting and funny, as well as cute. I have to say that the concept of being allergic to humans was probably the first thing that really drew me to this drama. I wanted to know how that was even possible lol

I came to really love the romance and the friendship that the leads formed as well as the friendship/camaraderie of the research team.

Admittedly, I've only re-watched this a handful of times, but I do still enjoy it and do come back to it. ♥ I really loved the humor and the heart in this show!

My Roommate Is A Gumiho

Admittedly, I haven't seen the webtoon that this show was based off of, so I don't know how good it is compared to the source material. That being said, I have a history of liking things independent from their source material (whether they were a good adaptation or not). Testament to this claim is the fact that as a kid I very unironically loved the movie adaptation of Eragon despite it being a very bad adaptation and having actually read the book.

I'm getting wildly off track though lol

I really love this show, I loved the premise and I loved the special effects, the humor, and the relationships. Hyeri did a great job as Lee Dam, the character was hilarious and the scenes of her rolling away and in general avoiding the 2nd male lead will always be worth re-watching the show again…even though I’m mainly there for the romance between her and Shin Woo-Yeo.

Splash Splash Love

This is actually the first historical romance drama that I had ever watched! This show is really cute and funny, I really loved the premise and the plot.

As someone who has always had a bad relationship with math, I could relate to the female lead, on top of wanting to just... escape school.

I consider this show to be extremely ADHD friendly because there's literally only 2 episodes and they're both basically the length of a Disney movie or less. You can finish this show so fast and it's worth it.

This is something that I like to watch if I just need a quick little pick-me-up.

Business Proposal

Another drama adapted from a webtoon that I also haven't read/seen.

I jumped on this purely because of Ahn Hyo-seop and it. did. not. disappoint. Oh my gosh, this show was just wonderful, I came running to Netflix whenever a new episode dropped and I enjoy re-watching it for much of the same reasons why I love re-watching Shopaholic Louis. It's fluffy, it's cute, it's also hilarious and it's just a really enjoyable show. ♥

Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok-joo

This is a K-Drama that I slept on for awhile. I honestly am not big into sports related stuff, but after seeing K-Drama edits on YouTube that included clips from this show (and finding out that Lee Jong-suk had a cameo in it), I decided to give it a chance and I do not regret doing that at all!

The cameo that I came for was worth it (in my opinion) and more importantly, I came to love the show. I really loved the gradual growth in the relationship between the male lead and the female lead. While I didn't initially like that he called her Chubs, I found myself not holding it against him and being glad he ultimately dropped it for the most part.

This show was packed with loads of humor and on top of it, it happened to check the boxes on some of my favorite tropes, so how could I not end up falling in love with it?

Romance Is A Bonus Book

Admittedly, this drama is unusual for me. I mentioned before in my introduction post that I don't generally watch noona romances. The main reason that I gave this one a try was because of Lee Jong-suk and also because it involved books.

This show surprised me as I didn't expect to end up liking it as much as I did. I found the relationship between Eun-ho and Dan-i to be cute and wholesome, I really loved the way Eun-ho would support and cheer on Dan-i.

I found that the show left me with a very specific vibe, which was that of cozying up with a good book (specifically an old favorite) on a rainy day. Something about the show just felt comforting in that exact way and because of that, I re-watch this show whenever I feel like I'm in need of that.

Semantic Error

Yet another webtoon-turned-kdrama that I haven't seen (although I have seen the ads for it). I watched this on the recommendation of a friend (though I had been interested in it for awhile, but hadn't started it because I was worried it wouldn't be as good as it sounded).

This is the first LGBTQ+ K-Drama that I've seen and I really enjoyed it, I found it funny, cute and the soundtrack was great! This is another show that I would classify as "ADHD Friendly" as the episodes are short enough that you can easily finish the show in less than a day (roughly 3 hours to be exact!) and the show kept my attention.

Extraordinary Attorney Woo

At the time of writing this, I haven't yet finished this show. I still have 3 or 4 episodes left to go, BUT, this show is so good already that I know I'm going to end up re-watching it a lot. If nothing else than to re-watch the really cute and utterly wholesome relationship between Attorney Woo and Jun-ho. ♥

Seriously, this drama makes me want more dramas with wholesome love lines with characters with disabilities (portrayed well and accurately of course).

[stormblessed95]

Memories 2021 Discs 6 -7

So I asked again when I said I was going to watch memories in full if you would be interested in commentary from me as I did so. There were a lot of people who said yes, so here we are! I have officially watched BTS Memories of 2021. Here are my thoughts as I went. There were 7 DVDs in this one. Reminder that these aren't going to be smoothly written out thoughts. You get these like I'm live reacting, texting my bestie or live tweeting. Lol it'll be in like bullet point format sort of, just... a commentary post as I go. Lol Parts 1 -3 covers Discs 1 - 5 and the first half of Disc 6. You can read part 1 here, part 2 here and part 3 here. Part 4 here will cover the second half of Disc 6 and Disc 7. Hope you enjoy anyway! Let's go!

Disc 6

2021 Festa Family Photos Making Film:

This could honestly just be a post on its own 😭😍 with all the gorgeous photos!! Everyone starting off in their stunning white outfits from past shoots/performances too. Jikook both in black swan outfits too! Hopekook almost bonking foreheads and smiling so cutely at each other in their unit shoot with Yoongi 🥺 Everyone standing serious for their group photo, and then there is Tae secretly tapping consistently on Hobi's thigh and bring silly while he pretends to be serious with the rest of them. Lol and then dancing through their next shot too 😂 having a hard time sitting still! Jimin reigning Tae back in for the shot and JK smacking him for being silly 🤣 everyone doing solo shots in their brown suits and JK takes over a camera as per usual. Starting with a test shot of Hobi, turns out great! Tae shows up and JK takes a super close up angle and hopekook both exclaiming in surprise at how he can look good even from that angle. Turning to take a close up of Jimin too and giggling saying he looks like a rookie actor (again!) Everyone laughing so much thanks to Jungkook! Jimin fixing Sope's ties for them during the group shoot because they were a little crooked was so fucking cute and domestic honestly. Tae grabbing Hobis hand to hold during the shoot and trying to kiss his hand. So much love and laughter 😍

Jungkook spinning namjin super fast with him on the merry go round thingy and them NOT ENJOYING IT and JK just laughing at them 😅🤣 Yoonmin being the cutest and pretend fighting lol the editors "battle of the bts kitties" "we don't know who won but they are good friends!" 🤣🤣 Vhope being so cute and Hobi was also NOT A FAN of the merry go round. Lol I'm glad taekook got to have fun on it together after shooting since their photo partners were not into all the spinning they clearly wanted to do lmfao! Even when Tae tapped out, JK just kept staying to play! Vhope might be my favorite duo of the Festa photos! Lol the way they jumped to each other for photos and then Tae just snuggled into Hobi, who wrapped him up in a big hug like a koala and Tae then just lifting him up in response and Hobis surprised laugher. My heart is MELTING. 1st Gif above.

Rolling Stone Magazine Making Film:

The way the concept was carefree and you can tell they all enjoyed just getting to do whatever they want during their solo shoots for sure. Lol Jimin coming to check out Hobis 4 frame shots and going "ah Hobi is playing celebrity again" and Tae trying to photobomb Suga 🤣🤣 the staff going "must be nice to be that handsome" watching V do his photoshoot and Tae getting instantly shy 🥺🥺 so cute! For the group shots the director wanted it to look like a more causal green room conversation/setting. Lol all crammed on one couch? Well okay, that's probably fair for the Tannies. But JK hearing that then immediately putting an arm on Jimin and leaning back against Hobi was cute 🥺 my 3J. His comfort people. He readjusted but it was still cute. Director telling them to open their mouth like they are yawning and the Tannies all just start vocalizing like opera stars instead! Lol Jimin looking at the photos and saying Yoongi looks like a goldfish 🤣 non stop teasing from Jimin today! 😂 Hobi shattering the illusion of them all on top of each other on one couch immediately after going "this isn't what we are really like on green rooms." Hobi sir, we have some footage that begs to differ. Maybe not all the time but cmon 🤣🤣 Jimin pretending to hop onto the motorcycle at the next set and Jhope going "cmon Jimin, let's go!" And hopping on behind him like they are going to take off! 🥰 Reviewing their photos and making adjustments and JK telling Jimin he should lean in more while dropping ALL honorifics, as per usual 😂 these were actually super well done photoshoots AND well done interviews. If you haven't seen or read them yet, I encourage you to do so! More Jikookey Here.

Billboard Magazine Making Film:

The video starting out with Namjoon expressing immediately sympathy for JK in his heavy sweater about how hot he is going to be. Lol and when JK is outside he has Staff around him right away giving water bottles and holding fans. Poor baby, it must be really heavy! RM being the best leader and organizing where everyone needs to go and sit for the cover shoot so well! Really great examples of his encouraging type of leadership though. Everyone struggling with how bright the sun is shining in their eyes and Joon going "just 10 photos, okay?" Giving encouraging pats and counting everyone off for when they need to quickly open their eyes for the shot too.

Second outfits and set seemed more comfy. Lol jikook saying they loved their outfits and felt it fit them. Give them the outfits billboard!! Namjoon cutting his end mentions interview short after his shoot going "wow, so sexy! Rolled up sleeves" because he got distracted by how good Yoongi looked! Lmao I mean, I get it namjoon. I get it 😍😂 and then Yoongi getting all shy about it too and downplayed the compliment. Accept it Yoongi! JK and Hobi also praising Yoongi during their group photoshoot at the end. Saying he "looks like a boss." And Jimin saying Yoongi looked great in short sleeves during their ending mentions. Caught ALL THEIR EYES!

They did a 7 things you don't know about bts interview and Jimin being unsure because he picked something the members all already know about him and JK saying it's okay if the members know but others don't and reassuring him so sweetly. Their little fist bump after the interview started too! During the group shoot Yoongi going "ow wait, let me spread my legs a little" as everyone crowded into the same small couch and letting Jin lean back between his legs instead of on them. Whew. Great photoshoot honestly! Shitty ass article, dont give them any clicks, and they are so undeserving of BTS honestly. But pretty photos for sure.

2021 Show in Seoul with House Ambassadors BTS | Louis Vuitton Making Film:

LV Show in Seoul with BTS here:

The Making Film opens up by blessing me with minimoni praise! Jimin just being like this is my first time seeing actual models and it's crazy because Namjoon fits right in! He can go toe to toe with all these models. Wow! And when Staff tell Joon what Jimin said he was so shy and humble. Lol "that's just Jimins affection for me clouding his vision." 😭😭😭 Vhope smiling and waving to each other from across the set where they were each filming their seperate parts of the video and giving each other that encouragement! Followed by the same thing with cute glances and encouragement exchanged between taekook across their sets too! I love it. Jikook being silly and comparing heights in their new outfits and shoes, just for JK to step back, check Jimin out from top to bottom, a full body check out, and go "you look like a real model!" And Jimin just blushes. Cuteee. Namjoon saying he likes Yoongis outfit best, and he wants to wear it! Hobi being nervous going up the elevator but Tae easily distracting him by asking about his bag. 🥺 I love they chose their own outfits for this too. It's amazing and the fact that they chose their own outfits and Jimin picked to wear a skirt!! Love it!

Vogue Korea & GQ Korea | LV Making Film:

I love that they once again got to pick their own outfits for the shoot here too! Showcases their uniqueness so well! JK saying he thinks he has worn an outfit similar to Namjoons before. And Namjoon just looking at JK and saying everyone looks like they are going to a party, why do you look like you are going to the gym? 😭😂🤣 let him BREATHE Namjoon. Athletic clothes everywhere is an AESTHETIC! The never ending teasing. Lol "your outfit is so blue too." JKs defense of "jimins outfit is all redish!" It's not just you, Jungkook, it's not! 🤣 Jikook really are though two bright ass spots of color in everyone else's more monochrome color scheme in these group shots 😂 Jikooks play boxing and 95z dancing and silliness during the break. So much energy! Not Tae feeling up Jimins biceps and going "it'll rip" in reference to Jimins muscles busting out of his tight fit?! 😭🤣 please! JK giving a little interview after his first solo shoot and getting distracted and turned around/lost backstage/on set! Lol

Everyone gathering for a group photo and JK just plopping down on Hobis lap instead of getting his own chair. FAIR. Jin being a little nervous up high in the set and JK just linking their elbows and sticking by him so sweetly. He is the sweetest man! For the third of their looks, Hobi picked out to wear one of the same outfits that Tae once wore on his own time at the airport. Lol and he goes "yes. I've become Tae's clone" 🤣 cuteeee. For the 4th look/set, Tae is outside and keeps talking about how nice it would be to do a shoot outside with his dog, Tan 🥺 Gathered for the last group shot has everyone asking Hobi about his outfit and if he is wearing a bulletproof vest. Lol which he confirms by singing a line from We Are Bulletproof Pt. 1 and spends the rest of the time before the shoot starts in earnest with the other members punching his vest and asking if it hurts. 🤣🤣 and no one being able to leave the balloons alone on the set. They are so playful. These were again really great photos and interviews if you want to go check them out if you haven't read them yet!

Disc 7

My Universe MV Making Film:

Giving me a minimoni unit at the start of a making film makes me so happy! They are so cute together! The members fawning over Yoongis pink hair 😍 me too! JK can't go one making film without boxing someone and I love that for him. This time it's Tae shoulder/back that is his boxing opponent! Lmao at Jimin just standing there in between takes and JK just randomly comes by to touch and hold his chin for a minute. Why are they so cute?? They spend so much of this making film just quietly talking in the background too. It's adorable. Tae telling everyone to channel N.O. to give resistance vibes for the MV 😂 Not Jimin pulling his phone out to check it after a shot and JK coming to peer over his shoulder at it too! Lol the constant "who's texting *us*" vibes are spectacular. Vminhopes loud laughter during footage review when JK goes "Chris is taller than us, why are we looking down?" 😂😂🤣🤣 Jikook acting out a skit to make their hyungs laugh 🥺 and swinging Hobi around like crazy between them lmfaoo "maknae line and maknae lines boss" Editors know them well lmfao. Jikook getting in line for their filming snd jikook at the end of the line just play fighting and Jimin getting right up in JKs face like that 😳🤣 Just for JK to jostle him back and make funny poses himself. They really have so much fun together. The way they were all leaning shoulders against each other to "relax" and when they finally break apart you see the poor stylist noona on the floor under them Still just trying to fix and resituate their clothes 😅🤣 Vhopeminkook working out using each other as weights lol and then the maknae line making up choreo for MU while hyung watch endeared. Their energy is unbounded. Jhope being asked to freestyle right before the cameras rolled again for the ending scene and all the members praising him for how cool he is immediately after. Seeing them all have fun dancing at the end is my favorite part. They are so cute. Jikook teasing Tae for how he started dancing too was so funny. Ending mentions has Tae trying to wrap an arm around Jimin and almost knocking him over by accident instead. He was not prepared! Lol but JK looking over and checking on him with his eyes and Jimin making that eye contact as he caught his stumble was so cute. Just the quiet making sure he was all good 🥺 so domestic of them! Tae was so cute too making sure he didn't actually fall over 🤣 Jikookery Clips here.

Special Presidental Appointment Ceramony & Permission to Dance | UNGA SDG Moment 2021 Making Film:

Performance here!

The first 2 minutes were just BTS being so proud and excited about the honor bestowed upon them by their country and honestly, same. Im SO PROUD of them too. They deserve ALL THE RECOGNITION possible. And then some. They deserve it all. And seeing them prep for their 3RD VISIT to UNGA is amazing. Everyone arriving at the airport to go to NY is so tense but also so excited. Joon being nervous about memorizing his speech during the plane ride. Jikook arriving to the airport together and both so bouncy and giddy!

Namjoon forgetting her PTD Verse and asking JK for help. And Jungkook being SO PROUD TO HELP and claiming himself the BTS Lyric bot and that he knows most of all the lyrics and the rap verses too. Just main vocalist things! Jin making good minor suggestions to both cameramen and members as they film their PTD performance so that everyone stays the most safe while walking/dancing backwards. Always looking out for everyone. 🥺 Not the cute copy/paste move that ran through Namjikook as all 3 wanted to copy and try Taes jumping dance move! Lol cuties. Namkook being adorable with a happy to be in the sun again dance break as they move locations! The members all laughing over how the doors they have to exit from were so much heavier than they thought it would've been 🤣 The way they all cheer and clap for the backup dancers through their rehearsals at the final location they shoot at 🥺 the way all those dancers had nothing but wonderful things to say about their experience working with BTS too!

Special Presidental Envoy Speech | UNGA SDG Moment 2021 & The Metropolitan Museum of Art Making Film:

Their speech with eng subs here (I love that they gave it in Korean!)

The members all politely listening and nodding along while going through the museum and Namjoon is just super into it. Adorable. JK misreading "hall" as "hell" and Jin being unable to stop his giggles over the mistake 😂 Namjoon giving a speech too! And JK being so proud of him when he gets back to their seats afterwards. Endearing! They were SO NERVOUS for their speeches. 😭 Practicing while getting ready, practicing while getting styled, practicing in the car ride over. Teasing each other a bit about their nerves. Oof. You did great loves! Jimin being so shy about apologizing for taking a breather during his speech and his members all lightheartedly teasing him about it. Lmfao the way he laughed and RAN from them all out of the building. 😭😂 Poor baby. Even though they were all teasing him they were all reassuring him too. With sweet notes of "no, you did really well though." And sharing their pride of him too. Namjoon saying he felt more comfortable this time giving these speeches because his members were there and joining in on it too this time. Their love for each other is admirable.

Meeting with Megan Thee Stallion & Coldplay:

Nah because BTS with Meg is one of the cutest things ever. Such a sweet friendship. I love seeing her sitting between the 95z as a 95 liner herself too! The way they all fawned over her and 4oe! Their selfies together. Talking about things they wish they could've done together for Butter promo! And the way they wanted to teach her the Butter choreo but didn't want her to hurt her ankles in her shoes so they did the hand choreo part! They were so cute all huddled up together in a little circle practicing and then filming their hands all together too. Lol Jikook with their hand tattoos in the middle too! Ugh, love it. Jimin thanking Megan for the alcohol in their gift bags by holding it up and doing her signature tongue move while shouting thank you 😂🤣 And JK picking up and carrying Jimins gift bag out for him. 🥰 They are so cute.

Their friendship with Chris and Coldplay is SPECTACULAR! One of my favorites. It's so cute seeing them all together and enjoying their time together. I love that Chris asked them to sing MU with him right there and then. Just to enjoy their song all together. It's so special. Their smiles were all so big. During they "heys!" Jikook were so cute laughing together and Jimin booty bumping up onto JK and JK unable to stop smiling over at him too! Lol their smiles and laughter all together through their whole visit! The way they were so excited to be gifted modern hanboks from the guys and Chris gifted Jin his guitar. The way Chris wanted to teach Jin how to play the guitar and Jin went along with it like he had never played a guitar before WAS ADORABLE. Lmao. Jin saying it was going to become a family heirloom 🥺 BTS being the fanboys for once was so cute. Especially because the energy and respect was absolutely matched. The hugs at the end too 🥺

2021 American Music Awards Making Film:

Vmin right off the bat! During practice Tae talking about how when he wears a hat all his hair just sticks out the side of it at the length it was at. Jimin just watching him so endeared and "so cute." And then Jimin grabbing him by the neck as they spin in a circle for their "practice" of their duo dance for Butter. Lol cutiesss. Jimins hair is so long and beautiful during this time too! JK covering Jins face with his own hood and Jikook jokingly singing happy birthday to him since his Birthday is coming up soon. Practicing on stage and wanting things to be perfect for their first stage back with ARMYs there. 🥺 Jimin being goofy with the camera and pretending to shoot us and look through his hair. Lol and JK just standing right out of camera view where we barely see him for a moment just Watching Jimin be silly all endeared over it 🥺🥺 Practicing where they need to go for the MU performance too and Jimin just going "I should stick close to namjoon. Namjoon! We can't be seperated!" And looping his arm in Joons, while Joonie just goes "good good" and walks off with Jimin in tow 🥰 I'm so in love with minimoni!

Finally on their way to the show too! Red carpet time, seeing army time, performance time! We had vhope in one car, minimoni in the other and then our ultra introvert line yoonjinkook in the last car! Lol I love all these dynamics. JK being nervous during their speech and nailing it but his cute "we wanna focus on...." lmfao everyone laughing and JK in the dressing room for Butter only being able to fret about armys now making fun of him when he just wanted to look cool. Lmfao the non stop laughter he couldn't control! Cutie. And he wasn't wrong. "We wanna focus on" was all army could talk about and how cute JK was and how cute Jinkook are when Jin pulled him away 🤣🤣🤣 Jikook walking backstage together so excited after their performance and winning the grand prize! JK was PUMPED. LOL JK saying the whole world looks yellow now and Jimin just laughing and saying it's because of his yellow glasses and pulling them up onto his head for him to see without them 🤣 Everyone's smiles and energy and excitement at just being there with ARMY and performing with a crowd again! Im so unbelievably proud of them all the time!

The Late Late Show with James Cordan Making Film:

This was filmed 211123, we know because they filmed it in the middle of traffic and hundreds of people saw them do it 😂 Am I a big James Cordan fan? No. Lol but I do love seeing the guys all having fun and smiling. The absolute CHAOS of rehearsals where BTS are RUNNING but don't know what they are supposed to be doing AT ALL 🤣🤣🤣 Jihope having their impromptu photoshoot for future photos for Jimins Instagram. ITS BEEN A YEAR AND WE STILL HAVENT GOTTEN THEM?! LOL Their laughter and smiles are so cute. They had so much fun together. JK mispronounced Chipotle as Chicolte and the company rolling with it is my favorite thing. Lol 3J all sharing parts of their meals together is so cute. Jimin walking up and JK just taking a big bite of Jimins food with no asking and with zero reaction. You just know he does it often. 🤣 Ending mentions after filming the talk show portion has everyone talking so nicely about how great it was to see fans again and about how they had fun.... and JK is just sitting in the back unable to stop feeling Namjoons hair lol. Up and down he brushed the short hairs at the back 😂 and Joon didn't even react. You just know he is used to the members clinginess and JKs random "must feel the texture" touches he does so often to all of them 😂 I love it.

2021 iHeartRadio Jingle Ball Making Film:

I love seeing them have so much fun during rehearsals together, even as they practice seriously. And I also love when they prove over and over again that their mics are always on! Lol burgers for lunch after practice and before they perform. Everyone taking off their jackets while they eat, tell me WHY DID JIMIN TAKE OFF HIS WHOLE SHIRT?! Just leaving his little sweater on but button so low?! Lol Jimin what was the reason?! Jhope and his Polaroids! The way they all blinked like crazy when asked to blink to give spoilers on if they were working on an album or a tour in 2022 🤣 vmin laughing together over it all on the rep carpet interview too 🥰 Yoonmin walking to the second interview with Jimins arms around his shoulders 🥺 Jhope mentioning feeling tipsy after his few sips of champagne at the second interview 🤣 Jin being so cute with his reindeer headband and Tae looking so endeared!! Jikook kicking off their ending mentions by singing Jingle Bells together! Jin saying that working on his birthday was worth it because seeing army is the best present. 😭 They all wished Jin a happy birthday again! Jimin pulling him in for a hug and Tae pinching his butt 🤣 And ending the DVD with promises to look forward to their concerts in March in 2022 and Tae making everyone laugh and be endeared over his ending fairy comments 🥺🥺

An AMAZING experience, as watching memories always is. And this fully wraps up my posts over these DVDs. I love them all so much. We are so blessed to be fans of the most humble people in the world. I'm so proud of them all the time and wish them nothing but the best, safety and happiness through these next few years, knowing that we aren't going anywhere!!

[elliebean714]

Calvin Weir-Fields x GN! Shy!Reader Headcanons

C/W- Manipulation, Gaslighting, Calvin

A/N~ this is bad cus it's my first headcanons also cus it's 4 am and I'm ☆incredibly☆ sleep deprived. I love this manipulative lil millennial writer boy with all my undead heart. This is low-key self-insert cus ☆I need to feel loved☆ and I'm attracted to ☆the worst of the worst☆ also, head empty, only this gif~

He's literally perfect, anyway...

His DREAM relationship.

Seriously he'd LOVE this

Somebody quiet and easily manipulated?

Somebody who'll sit still and look pretty?

Somebody that'll do whatever he tells them when he tells them to?

Where does he sign?

He loves that he's the only person you hang out with (whether by choice orrrrrrr...)

That way he knows that he's your only contact

And he's the only person he trusts with you

You'd be all clingy and snuggly with him

Hide behind and beside him in public so he can protect you

He's gonna act all smug knowing the prettiest person in the world is completely dependent on him

If you don't like talking to servers at restaurants he'll tell them your order.

Which slowly turns to him ordering you a small salad and a water 💀

Like bitch-

Honestly I think he'd be even more manipulative and gaslight-y

Tell you what to wear, what to do, where to go, who to spend time with

Just bad dude stuff

And if you ever expressed a want for space or alone time or tried to call him out on his bs...

Oh the ☆gaslighting☆ you'll receive!

"You're just being dramatic."

"You're so sensitive."

"You're overreacting!"

"You're acting crazy right now."

"It's not important."

"You know I love you."

"You can't live without me"

"You're hurting me."

"Don't play victim here."

"You shouldn't hang out with them."

This man can't stop being shitty

On to the fluffy-ish stuff

He's a romantic.

The dates he'd take you on...

Picnics alone in the park with your favourite foods and drinks and expensive wines

Taking you to the most expensive restaurant in the state

Hopefully you were able to chose your own meal 💀

A nice dinner by candlelight

I love himmmmm

When he's not being a dick he'd be so sweet

Kisses on your hand, cheek, forehead, lips everywhere

Trying to cook when he shows up behind you and snuggles, sniffing and kissing your neck

Orrrrrrr he turns you around and starts dancing with you, spinning and swaying smiling, kissing you, telling you he loves you between each kiss.

Where has this man been all my life?

Give him to me.

Now!

Cuddling on his couch with some old romantic movie playing and Scotty snuggling in between you both

Omllllll lay your head on him and he'll start running his fingers through your hair.

Whispers about how much he loves you.

Him sitting in his office at his desk, you showing up with coffee for him made just how he likes it.

Imagine the cute lil smile that would appear on his face.

❤❤

He loves those cute little domestic moments

When cuddling in bed together he's definitely the big spoon

Or him laying on his back with you on his chest

His arms are always wrapped tightly around you preventing you from ever leaving

Why would I bby ♡

I'm down bad for this man 💀

Once again, first time writing headcanons so forgive me if these aren't the best. Please send requests I'm bored and in love with everything paul does ♡

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Mr. almost-eight-times-world-champion. (4)

Credits for the gif to @l8tof1 !!!

Read the previous parts here!!: part 1 - part 2 - part 3

Summary: Yn is Angela’s daughter 👩‍👧, performance coach of Lewis Hamilton 🏋🏽. Let’s just say her relationship with the driver wasn’t as good as her mum’s 🙃. But there’s nothing a keener in the mountains 🏔 can’t fix, right?

Warnings: enemies to friends (?) 🙅🏼‍♀️/ 👩🏼‍❤️‍👨🏾, memories of Abu Dhabi 💔. YN and Lewis being mean 🙄 but Roscoe being cute 🥰. sorry before hand for the mistakes I might have done!! English is not my first language🙊! Also, this is suppose to be a three part story 3️⃣ !! I’m actually going to write two more chapters, so five part story 😆5️⃣

Word count: 4 K.

Enjoy!! 😘

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“Night Angela” Lewis said and got up too, following your mum with her phone in his hands. 

“You’re leaving too?!” You asked from the couch watching him leave.

“Nope. I’m going to look for the cables to watch in on the tv” he smirked at your furrowed eyebrows, but you didn’t say anything, instead you focused on the dog laying next to you. And thinking of Roscoe led you to think that he was always hungry and so you thought of food, getting up to get some late snacks. But don’t get too exited, snacks in the house of your mum consisted on carrots and hummus, thank God there were still some wine left from lunch. When you got to the living room you tuned off some lights, just to make the atmosphere more homely, perfect to remember an old video “I thought you weren’t coming back and it was just another joke of yours” you smiled watching him finally get in trying to untangle a cable while he sat on the sofa, Roscoe was the only barrier between you two. “Let me” you said taking the cables out of his hands to untangle it yourself without  giving him the chance to fight back. 

“I thought we agreed on starting all over again, YN, leaving the jokes behind” he rolled his eyes back “Are you trying to get me drunk?” He pointed at the bottle of wine and the glasses on the coffee table.

“I’m trying to get myself drunk Lewis, which is a different thing” you got up to plug the cable to the TV, hearing his chuckles from behind and the sound of the wine being poured into the glasses. But when you turned around you caught him “you’re staring at my arse again, Lewis” you laughed watching him grow shy “It’s okay, I’ve been working really hard on it. You can ask my mum”.

“Well in that case, you have beautiful arse” he said completely taken aback by the confidence his comment showed.

“Well thank you so much” you rapidly said as you headed back to the couch, not wanting to overthink his words.

“Ready??” He excitedly asked taking the control remote in his hands. You just nodded and he pressed play. 

Silverstone, 2015. You could read on the left side of the video. 

“Hi!!!!” A most younger you talked to the camera. 

“Oh God” you blushed covering your face with your hands, already dying form embarrassment. 

“No no no, watch it!” Lewis laughed  grabbing your hands to take them out of your face. He held your hands for a little bit longer that necessarily, but neither of you realized, maybe because you were too caught up in the video or just because it felt right, not awkward or forced. 

“Are you ready, YN” Lewis appeared out pf nowhere behind you. 

“Look at your hair!” you laughed pointing at the TV, only then letting go of his hand “Why would you think that was a good idea?” 

“It was in vogue!” He shouted annoyed. It just made you laugh harder, he got angry so easily.

"Well, come on, we’ll take that car” he pointed at a black Mercedes, throwing his arm around your shoulder in a friendly way as you smiled back at him. “I promise I’ll drive slow” he talked looking back the camera, where your mum was.

“That was the moment you fucked up” you looked at him, who smile at your comment with his eyes focused on the video. 

“It was your fault to think an F1 driver was going to go slow. With a fast car and in a circuit, come on YN, I thought you were smarter” he laughed while you just shook your head in disbelief. 

“Take care you two!” your mum yelled from behind the camera. She kept the camera focused on the sports car until it disappear in the circuit after the first corner, at at higher speed Lewis promised. 

“I was probably shouting at you at that moment” you laughed with your eyes still focused on the TV, thought you couldn’t even see the car anymore. 

“You started hitting my arm! I was the one shouting you to stop doing that while I was driving!” He yelled between laughs “I drove slower in the last corner anyways. Look” he pointed at the TV, where the Mercedes appeared at a much slower pace.

“I think I want to throw up” were the first words you pronounced after exiting the car with Lewis following behind. 

That was probably the first time you looked at him with that hate in your eyes. 

“That was the first time you looked at me like that” the driver confirmed looking at you once the video ended. 

“It wouldn’t definitely be the last” you said moving your head to look at him too “I should’ve vomit inside the car, on you” 

“Eww, that’s disgusting, YN” he bended to take his glass of wine, offering yours to you too. You took it, drink and kept on talking. 

“I think lying is more disgusting” you pointed out.

“It was just a little white lie” 

“But a lie anyways” you shrugged leaving the glass on the coffee table and focusing on the dog, who was peaceful snoring between you and Lewis. 

“Well I’m sorry. If it makes any difference, that was the only time I lied to you” 

“You lied to me this morning when you said you weren’t looking at my arse!” You laughed looking at him, who chuckled nervously like making you laugh more. “It’s okay. I forgive you” you said patting his leg in a completely innocent wayz. 

“Good” he smiled keeping his gaze focused on the hand in his leg. “What do we do now?” He asked leaning comfortable on the couch. “Drink that” you pointed to the glass of wine, finally removing your hand from his leg and only then realising your touch. Silence took over the place, only being interrupted by sips on the glasses of wine and Roscoe’s snores. 

“My head still hurts from the hit of this evening” the driver broke the silence and you almost choked with your wine remembering that funny moment.

“Let me see” you moved a little closer to him, your body was already touching Roscoe’s but the dog didn’t even seem to noticed. You changed the glass of wine to your left hand, and lifted your right to the back of his head, where he hit it before. “Does it hurt?” 

“A little” he hissed when you made pressure in his skin.

“Let me go get some painkillers before it gets worse or you won’t sleep tonight “ you were about to get up, but his voice and touch on your hand stoped you. 

“Don’t. I’m alright,  it doesn’t hurt that much” he reassurance you. 

“Well, alright. But don’t wake me up with your groaning at night if it hurts. Or Roscoe”

“Trust me, nothing can wake Roscoe up” both of you chuckled with that comment, but it was totally true. If his own scores couldn’t wake him up nothing could. 

“He’s such a good boy” you said caressing his soft fur with a gentle and slow hand. 

“Just like his owner” Lewis proudly said as he looked down at his dog too, only raising his yes when he finished pronouncing that words. You were already looking at him, with a curious look in your eyes that made him giggled. “It’s true!” he added “Dogs look like their owners!” And that got you thinking if he really looked like Roscoe. They definitely weren’t similar by their looks, by their physical appearance. Maybe the way of acting, the way of thinking if dogs ever thought. 

“Do you snores at nights too?” You asked out of the sudden keeping eye contact with him.

“Sometimes” he smirked without any kind of complexes, earning a laugh from you. Good to know, wasn’t it?

“Do you have a tattoo of him? Somewhere among so many?” you laughed as he looked for the drawing in his own skin, not even remembering himself.

“I think I don’t” he sounded surprised and you were too. So may tattoos in his skin and neither of his dog. “And what are you planning to get tattooed??? You said before you wanted a new one”

“A giraffe” you said without hesitation as you kept your gaze on him, who seemed surprised by your answer. “And I want it here” you pointed to the back of your head, in the nape.

“That place hurts kinda bad too” 

“I know” you shrugged “but it’s pretty isn’t it?” 

“Yeah, it is sexy” he said immediately regretting it as you asked about pretty, not about sexy. But damn, it really was  “And it’s a place you can’t see, you you won’t get tired of it. Plus you can hide it with your hair or t shirts or whatever” he tried to make you forget his comment and he did. Who would have told you a few days ago you were going to be listening to Lewis’s advices and actually noting them dow? “And can I ask you why a giraffe??” He asked looking really interested.

“Oooh, you don’t want to get there” a happy smile that you couldn’t really controlled formed in your lips, anticipating him how much you loved that animal or at least that topic. 

“Yeah I want. Why?” He asked again. 

“Well” you moved to face him crossing your legs under your boyd, accidentally hitting the dog, who moved to the corner of the couch. “They’re my favourite animal. No offense” you said looking to the poor dog who just wanting a peaceful sleep. “Have you seen their little horns? And the elegance of their looooong neck. They are just a wonder of nature” you kept on talking looking at Lewis but not really watching his smile, infected by yours “Also” you placed your hand on Lewis’s leg again, this time completely voluntary as you just wanted to gain his attention, though it wasn’t necessarily, he was already focused on you “they are the most peaceful animals in the  savannah, but sooo fast. They can run up to 35 mph, which is really fast if you ask me!” You excitedly talked as if you were a little girl explaining to an ignorant adult your favorite Disney film. 

“Definitely faster than Roscoe” Lewis laughed at his comment and you looked back to the sleepy dog. 

“Giraffes don’t sleep that much neither. Only around two hours a day. I don’t know if they snore though” you laughed, but curiosity burned inside you, maybe that was the only fact you didn’t know about your favourite animals. 

“We’ll have to go to a safari then” he chuckled, placing his hadn’t on top of yours when he said it. 

“OR google it. Though I prefer by far your idea” you smiled. And just when Lewis thought you were calmed, you talked again “Also did you know… giraffe’s hearts beats faster so that blood  can reach their brain. You know, because of the long neck”

“Where did you learn all of this?” He asked furrowing his eyebrows, a sight that always made you smile because you always thought Sir Lewis Hamilton knew it all. “You know the nights where you can’t sleep and start watching random videos on YouTube??” He just nodded with  a smile already knowing where you were heading “well, somehow I always ended up watching giraffes’s videos and I became obsessed with them, til the point I want one drawing in my skin. Forever” you managed to say in a yawn. “What time is it?” 

“It’s only 23.30. You’re like a nana, always going to bed so early. I wanted to watch a film or something”

“Well okay. But I maybe I end up like Roscoe in five minutes” both of you laughed watching the dog and Lewis got up to chose a film, only then you realized your hand was still on his leg.

“Let’s see!!!” Now the exited kid was him, except he was really choosing a Disney movie. “Have you ever seen Aladdin?” He asked looking back at the sofa, where you were waiting. 

“Of course I have! But I don’t mind watching it again!!” And so that’s what you did.

Lewis came back to the sofa running and jumping as a little exited happy kid, grabbing a blanket in his way there.

“You don’t know how much I missed this” he talked placing the blanket over your two bodies, that were now closer in order to share it. 

“And by ‘this’ you mean…?” You asked not really are of what he was talking about, keeping your eyes in the movie. But he looked at you.

“Just this. Being with a girl watching a movie at night. And nothing else” and when he said that you did look at him “you know… sometimes girls just want a bed and a famous man, and if I suggest anything else they even get mad” he said, and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“Well, just relax, because nothing like that is going to happen with me” you smiled and looked at the tv, but he kept on looking at you. 

Not more than ten minutes later you started head-butting. Your neck was already hurting and you thought it was time to go to bed. 

“You can lay here” Lewis suddenly said almost in a whisper like if he was reading your mind. You smiled and listened to him, leaning your head over his shoulder as you kept on watching the film until your eyes were too heavy to keep them open. 

*

You woke up hearing Roscoe’s steps in the wooden floors. As soon as you lifted your head to see the dog, your neck hurt like crazy, and you suddenly realised you were still on the couch, with a blanket over you. Even worse, when were about to got up, you couldn’t. No, your neck didn’t hurt that much, but Mr. almost-eight-times-world-champion’s arms were holding you tight, you were literally laying on top him, your legs intertwined at the end of the couch. It was actually nice of him, you used to fall from your bed quite often, but not if you had his secured arms around your waist. 

“Lewis” you didn’t say it as a whisper, but it was how it sounded with your morning voice. It didn’t made him get up, he didn’t even open his eyes. “Leeewiiis” You said a bit louder, hitting his chest softly with your hand.

“What?” He mumbled annoyed as if he was the one trying to get up and couldn’t.

“Let me go, please” you asked him politely first.

“Never” he tightened his hold on you and you laughed softly hitting his chest harder, thinking it was just another joke of him to annoy you. Little did you know…

“Seriously Lewis, my mum is going to come at any moment”.

“So what? It’s not like we’re naked, YN” He smiled even thought his eyes were still close.

“But I still need to pack my things, I have to leave today” you informed him and he became silent for a moment. Then he finally opened his eyes. “Good morning”.

“Where do you need to go?” He asked without even saying good morning to you too. 

“Home. I’ve got a job, you know?” Only then he let go of you and you could finally get up greeting the excitedly dog.

“What time is it?” He asked rubbing his eyes, still laying on the couch.

“Eight thirty” you answered as you walked to the kitchen, ready to drink so coffee and start your day. 

That was exactly what you were doing when Lewis entered the kitchen after changing to his gym clothes.

“Didn’t know you were leaving. I thought you were staying the last four days here” he said as he poured milk in his mug. 

“I wish” you laugh “But I really need to go back to the office” you mumbled sipping from your drink. He just nodded and kept on making breakfast until your mum came in. 

“Morning!” She shouted with her usual energy, both of you welcoming her with the same words. “I see you’re ready for training!” She talked to Lewis after kissing your temple. 

“Yep. Ready and steady” he nodded finishing his coffee.

“Good” your mum said making one for herself. “And you, young lady, everything packed???” “Nope” you said repeating the way Lewis answered her before, with that p at the end of the word. “I’ll do it now while you guys train” you informed. Angela nodded, but in reality she was doubting if she should ask a really specific question the she might regret. She did anyways.

“Where were you tonight? I didn’t feel neither you Lewis or Roscoe coming upstairs”. Of course your mum had a sixth sense to feel when you came into the house when you were a teenager, but it seemed like it haven’t disappear yet. “What?” She looked at Lewis when he choked on his coffee because of her question. 

“We fell asleep in the couch” you sincerely said, it wasn’t something you were ashamed to share with your mum, is not like if you made out with the driver.

“Oh! Pretty small couch, isn’t it?” She asked again trying to push the limits. 

“We watched the video and then Aladdin. And then we just felt asleep there” you shrugged “by the way, your phone is there” you pointed to the counter, in reality trying to change the subject, that was already becoming kinda uncomfortable. 

“With wine???” She kept on asking like if you were still 15 years old and she had to know everything. It was kinda your fault too, you always told her everything, but with Lewis you never were truly honest, knowing how important that driver was to her. 

“Nothing happened, Angela” Lewis, who was up until that moment listening to you both in silence, finally talked. 

“I wouldn’t be surprised if it did… Come on, be ready in five, kiddo!” She shouted already leaving the empty mug in the sink and a really blushed you and Lewis behind.

“I’ll go pack everything” you rapidly said after your mum left, coming up to your room and taking a shower before they came back to be able to say goodbye properly.

*

You heard the door shut just when you were finishing packing your clothes, everything except one t shirt.

“How is it going?” Your mum asked from the door frame as you heard water running, supposing it was Lewis.

“Good. Everything is packed already” you said turning around to see her come closer and pointing at the t shirt folded on the bed. “I want to give it to Lewis” you informed, surprising her.

“Oh! I see you finally resolved the differences between you two” she talked sitting on the bed, next to the t shirt that was folded there. 

“See, I don’t think there has ever be a difference between us both, mum. It was just the stupid fight in Silverstone, you know when he promised he would go slow. I didn’t even remembered it.” you laugh remembering the video. “Also I’m kinda jealous. You’re always with him traveling the world, not with me. And I’m not blaming you, it was just hard for me to understand growing up and I guess I just blamed Lewis for it”

“I know, YN. But you know it’s my job, it’s what I always wanted, and you can come with me whenever you want now that you get along with him and that isn’t an excuse anymore” she talked while you nodded, knowing that she was right “He told me about the tattoos”.

“Oh that was just- you know, yesterday night, the tattoos thing came up and the other day I showed him the one in my ribs and-“

“Hey, it’s okay” your mum laughed at your rambling. “It couldn’t always be a secret between us both”.

“I said it only to you because no one really asked, no one cared” you confessed sitting next to her on the bed.  “As you said, I’ve been always a lonely girl” you smiled remembering her words. 

“And Lewis cared?” She asked with her usual teasing, just the same as your. 

“It looked like it, and if he didn’t then he’s a good faker” you shrugged looking at your mum. 

“Nope, trust me, he’s not a good faker” she laughed. “Come on, I’ll help you take these downstairs” She got up and took your suitcase, you took your bag and the t shirt you wanted Lewis to keep.

But as soon as you stepped into the corridor, Lewis was already exiting his room, the dog following him close behind. He was the one who ended up taking everything downstair like a tru gentleman even thought your mum insisted not to. 

“You’re already leaving?” He asked once you reached downstairs.

“Isn’t it obvious?” You tease like the first day, looking down at your bags, the key of your car in your hands as you walked to the entry, exited the house and loaded the car. “So” you talked with your hands in the back pocket of your jeans, not being good at goodbyes. It was your mum the who hugged you first, in fact if she did it a bit harder she might have broke you into two. 

“Can’t breath can’t breath can’t breath” you barely pronounced making it look like if you were running out of air until she finally let you go. 

“My baby” she mumbled placing loads of kisses on your face as you rolled your eyes back, a sight that made Lewis laugh. Angela placed one more last kiss on your cheek and finally separate form you a little.

“You’re not coming to the tests in Barcelona??” Lewis guessed because of the the long goodbye hug, thought he already knew the answer, you never went, even to the races. 

“No” you denied with your head “I’ve got something for you” you handed him the t shirt under the staring look of your mum, who couldn’t hide her laugh, as well as Lewis. Yep, it was the t shirt of Max’s championship party. “I figured you might like to have it as a memory, I think you’re the only one who doesn’t have one” you shrugged making him laugh harder. 

“Well, thank you. But I think I might use it as a cloth to clean the dirt of the bicycle or something” he cheekily added making you laugh harder. 

“You can use it on Roscoe, it’s an extra small, I’m sure it’ll fit”

“No” he denied with his head in an extremely serious tone, hearing your laugh as you kneeled in front of him to pet his dog, mumbling words to the dog with that characteristic tone you always used and he could perfectly recognised as yours, both the dog and the owner. Then you got up and open your arms with a smile on your lips to hug him too.

“Bye Lewis” you mumbled in the crock of his neck as he hugged you as tight as you mum. “Take care of my mum, please”

“Of course. Will I see you at Bahrain??” He asked still with his arms around your waist and shoulders.

“Maybe” you playfully said breaking the hug, not before he placed a kiss on your forehead.  “Just so you know…that t shirt… it symbolized the past, the last season. And now I have a free hanger in my wardrobe, that’ll hopefully have your name by the end of the season, Mr. almost-eight-times-world-champion” you said patting his shoulder under his staring look and smile. He didn’t say anything, but hugged you again one last time before you got in the car. 

“Drive safe” your mum, who had been there the whole time, said and you nodded while you drove away, disappearing between the trees.

“I’m screwed Angela. So screwed” Lewis confessed, still looking at the spot where your car disappear.

“I know” she laughed getting inside the house, ready to face the last four days of preseason before the tests started.

part 5

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nights (m.s)

summary: marc sits and recalls your brief relationship through memory.  warnings: mention of death, sexual content but no explicit smut, past trauma, abuse, angst, marc’s past really, gender neutral reader, no use of pronouns, no use of y/n, not proofread we die like men, i just thought this song would fit a little blurb. song playing: nights - frank ocean word count: 1.5 k

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Marc had always been secretive. He preferred never to get involved in anything more emotionally than he needed to. Marc Spector was just the type of man who always had one foot out the door.

If you had known this when you’d met him, you would’ve probably still fell into his ocean. The dark mysterious waters that tended to swallow you whole just from a glance.

His touch, smell and presence was enough to make you feel aflame. Even though your lungs felt full of water. The two of you met in a small town bar, his deep stare boring a hole right through you, he gave you a sense of excitement you had never felt before. You had lived in this town all your life and the more you spoke to the dark haired stranger it was clear he was just rolling through. You let your guard down, his teeth baring smile and dry chuckle was just enough to have you hooked for the rest of the night. You would never forget how his name was etched into your throat for the next few days after.

Workin' through your worst night,

If I get my money right,

You know I won't need you,

Marc was in this small town for a job, Khonshu had instructed him to follow an artifact stealer who was hiding away living peacefully. Must be nice.The contract’s reward was pretty incredible, whoever this guy was.. He must’ve fucked up big time. Alright, not as nice. Still, he needed intel, in a small city everyone should know everyone. As he was seated at the bar, Marc couldn't ignore the way you had given him fuck me eyes all night, he thought you were cute. And Marc was never one to shy away from physical intimacy, at least. It was easier to be more open when open was showing people what true pleasure felt like in their most vulnerable. You were sweet, definitely inexperienced. It was adorable watching you fumble and mutter ‘uhm.’ when you didn’t know what to do or where to put your hands. It made Marc think sickly. He enjoyed the ideas of defiling you. 

You are from my past life,

Hope you're doin' well, bruh,

I been out here head first,

Always like the head first,

Your eyes had reminded him of her, your unrelenting kindness. The way you so easily showed your care for him. How you hadn’t run when he showed up at your doorstep holding his side, midsection covered in blood. In fact, you hadn’t even asked a single question. You took him inside, tended to his wounds, cleaned him up, and took care of him until he fell asleep in your bed. You had woken up the next morning without him beside you. You had tried not to let it bother you, Marc had made off handed comments about having a rough job, and it was hard to not remember the silence when you had asked him what he did. The question remained unanswered to you. Marc was just a hookup, the two of you hadn’t exchanged many words besides the filthy ones during your brief times together.

Wanna see nirvana, but don't wanna die yet,

Wanna feel that na na though, could you come by?

Fuck with me after my shift,

Know them boys wanna see me broke down and shit,

Bummed out and shit, stressed out and shit,

That's everyday shit,

As more time went on Marc came to realize why the bounty was so large, this guy was as cunning as a fox. Any trap he set up, failed. Any lead he found, suddenly went dead. The target’s men were clearly helping others to send Marc in circles. He was chasing his own tail and they were watching him. Mocking him. It was exhausting. Khonshu’s consistent comments followed by the ones from his alters were not helping much either. You were helping, though. Marc loved having you under him, shuddering from his touch, making those pretty little sounds, all for him. Marc had started to spend more of his time around you and your apartment. He was starting to become more than a hookup. Truthfully, Marc was surprised at how intrigued you made him, he found everything about you fascinating. You put him at ease. There was no denying the way his heart swelled at watching you complete mundane tasks. 

All my night, been ready for you all my night,

Been waitin' on you all my night,

I'll buzz you in, just let me know when you outside,

Things with Marc were honestly going perfectly, he was sweet, thoughtful, charming. You were falling in love with him fast, it had only been a month since the two of you met but he consumed your every thought. You had hoped he felt the same, there wasn’t much conversation on the topic of the two of you being exclusive. But you hoped it had been a silent agreement. Hoped. Ironically, the night you had decided to ask him what the two of you could label yourselves, he went silent. You had texted him the afternoon for him to come over around nine pm. He replied with a simple thumbs up. Even through text he wasn’t much of a talker. He never showed up, when nine forty five rolled around you sent him a quick ‘you coming?’ but there was no response. You didn’t hear from him for two weeks.

All my night, you been missin' all my night,

Still got some good nights memorized,

And the look back's gettin' me right,

Marc had found his target, it was dumb luck. The guy stumbled out of the right bar at the wrong time. And Marc was there to reap the benefits of his target’s drunken stupor. With the bounty money in his hands and the body taken off of them. He makes his way to a random liquor store, buys a couple bottles of whiskey and heads back to his hotel room. He doesn’t completely remember the next three days. A fight with his alters, a broken mirror, a bruised and bloody fist, and a flurry of emotions, thoughts and images in his head. His brother’s voice. ‘Mom said not to when it's raining.’ The scowl of his mother’s face, voice cracking through her booming claims of his brother's death being his fault. His ex-wife, the timeline of their tragic love. His tragic life. It seemed like everything he touched died. He stole the color out of so many things within his time. His brain quickly takes a detour to you, your kind eyes. The sound of your soft laugh throughout the room. How warm your hand felt on top of his. The way he forced himself to try and remember the rhythm of your heartbeat. He could almost see the way your chest rose and fell if he closed his eyes. He allowed sleep to take over his aching bones.

Every night fucks every day up,

Every day patches the night up

Marc had to let you go, though he wonders if he ever even had you. Fleeting moments of tearing each other's clothes off and letting each other into their deepest parts. You weren’t expecting him at your door when the knock came. A soft gasp fell from your lips when you opened the door and saw him standing there. You went to pull him into a hug but he quickly brushed past you. Hands in the pocket of his jacket. He looked on edge, anxious. Completely guarded from you. You frowned and closed the door behind him. He sniffed and cleared his throat before speaking. “Listen, it’s been fun. Really fun. You’re a great person. Holy shit—It’s not you… It’s me?” His voice went meek towards the end of his sentence. 

You scoffed at him. “So, what? You go silent for two weeks and decide to end it now? You couldn’t have done it two weeks ago?” The venom in your voice made Marc slightly flinch. He wasn’t afraid of you, or this situation. He was upset at how much this was affecting him. How much he wanted to open up to you, let you in. Marc wanted nothing more than to have allowed you to wrap your arms around him, regretting the fact he couldn’t relish in your scent one last time. It was best this way, for you to dislike him. To paint himself as a villain so you could find much better. He thought he could go through this conversation detached. Avoid all emotions. But he cracked when he heard the soft sob coming from you. You turned your face from him so he couldn’t see the tears streaming down your face. Without another word you walked to the door and held it open for him. Not meeting his eyes the entire time. Marc sighed and took the message, before he crossed the threshold of the hallway he pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head. “For what it’s worth. I’m sorry.”

Every day shit, my everyday shit,

My everyday shit, every night shit.

Marc sat in the driver's seat of his car. Even though it’s been months, the sight of your puffy eyes were still fresh in his mind. Glaring at the god who so lazily sprawled across the backseat. Marc’s voice scratches through the silence. “Where to next?”

[80s4life]

Arthur Fleck Flirting Headcanons

Word Count: 576

Status: Requested!

Ask: I just found your blog 👋🏼 hello there! I’d like to request flirting headcanons for joker/Arthur Fleck! How does he woo his crush haha Thanks Mun!

@: a cute little anon!

Fandom: Joker 2019

Relationship: Arthur Fleck x Reader

Warnings: slight mention of his disorder, all the rest shouldn’t be triggering

Masterlist DC Masterlist

{gif is not mine, credits go to @stuart-townsend​}

I feel that with Arthur, the Reader has to be somewhat near him almost everyday, like working near the street corners he resides or living in the same apartment complex with his mother. He’s unable to really branch out too far.

Being the soft boy that he is, he kind of observes you at first. Being a clown and all typically scares the normal folk, so he tends to keep a distance; not to mention his PBA (Pseudobulbar Affect) disorder.

He’s shy at first, just being satisfied by watching your every quirk, facial expression and cute little nose wrinkles. You are simply so captivating and entertaining all on your own.

Once he feels enough courage, he’ll visit in little intervals with just simple talk like:

“How was your day today?”

“______ weather, huh?”

“How have you been?”

His nonchalant manner and disorderly appearance is what gets you, especially the bland questions. They always bring a giggle out of you and a smile on him.

Once you get well acquainted with one another, he becomes more apparent in your life; catching you and spending more time with your conversations, paying attention to small details, and making sure he stays longer than he usually had.

He’ll bring small gifts or pick up little trinkets that reminded him of you

Always brings them to you like a happy little puppy, bright eyes, a wide smile, and an excitement that could take your breath away.

Loves it when he can make you smile or bring a sparkle to your eyes, especially with the little presents. He loves when he gives them to you and gets a hug or peck on the cheek in response, always bringing a heat to his face and an even bigger smile than before.

He’ll tell his mom about you and what he managed to get out of you that day:

“She smiled at me.”

“She said ‘hi’ to me walked with me for a little bit.”

"I gave her a little teddy bear today.”

The smallest things you do or say, he’ll remember and bring it in near and dear to his heart. He pays attention and invests in little things; his inability to really say what he feels being replaced with his importance in actions.

To say the least, he loved you since he first laid eyes on you.

When things start to get more serious, he comes off a little more suggestive than anything else; all of his motives being derived by the romance and dramas he watches with his mom.

That doesn’t mean they don’t work though!

Both you and him are utterly unaware of each other’s feelings, so when he starts to lay it on thick, you start to understand the general idea of where he stands.

He’ll take you out for late night walks along the beach, bridges, or even the sidewalk.

He’ll try to hold onto your hand more or maintain longer eye contact.

He’s a bit of a romantic, so he’ll bring you flowers, too.

Dancing. The man knows how to dance and, depending on the situation, he’ll just hold you close in your own little bubble and waltz around.

And, once you guys couldn’t get even more wrapped up in each other, he’ll plan the date out before he even asks you, just to make it perfect. 

He doesn’t worry about the answer, you already cut him off with a kiss!