#i can't wait to see where his career goes from here

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@PSCENTRAL​ EVENT 22: 2023 WRAPPED PEDRO PASCAL CHARACTERS AS PRESENTS

[bahrtofane]

here we go again - pt.1

pt. 2 , pt.3

jude x fem!reader , trent x fem!reader

empty promise after another leaves you walking in the cold. alone. on valentines day. youre never speaking to another player again.

word count : 1K+

watch it : mild fluff, heavy on the angst, situationships, toxic relationships, Jude is kinda an ass in this one sorry, not very happy ending

happy valentines day LOL

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you and Jude have a complex history, complex relationship. 

you aren't officially together but at the same time you are exclusive. it's odd, but it's what works at the moment, (even if you wish he would just grow the balls to make you his already.)

you get he's a busy guy, top player both club and international. you aren't going to force him to choose you or make him get with you while his career is soon about to peak. 

your wishes for more soon fade into the background as he presses gentle kisses into your skin. he called you a few hours prior, wondering if you wanted to keep him company while he binges movies and orders you a pizza. you said yes, maybe a little foolishly. but it's hard to stay away from him. 

he's addicting. maybe it's a rush of being with someone whose whole existence is so grand. maybe it's the fact of knowing you have what millions of others crave for. you don't know, you try not to read into the intricacies. bad habit. 

so here you are, face pressed up against his chest while you lay side by side on this stupidly large couch, action movie playing, your pizza done, belly full and body warm. 

"what are you thinking about love?" he mumbles. 

"you." you shrug.

"me ?" he chuckles. 

you hum, wiggling deeper into the pile of blankets. 

"i've been thinking about you. and us." he confesses, almost shy. the movie playing in front of you has long fizzled out of your attention. 

hey might as well rip the band aid off. 

"me too," you hum, "why aren't we official again?"

you feel him sigh dramatically, "because my career."

you squint. there goes the same lousy explanation. "you could put more i don't know, thought into us."

he shifts under the blankets , "valentine's day is coming up. dont worry love i have it all planned out." he assures you. 

"oh yeah ?" you tease

"just you wait, the best valentine's day ever." he kisses the top of your head soundly.

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worst fucking valenties day of your life. you don't remember being more livid a day in your life. you cant remember the last time so much pure rage burned through you, hot enough to hurt. you didn't think it was humanly possible to clench your fist so tight youve dug into your palm hard enough to draw blood. 

your head hurts, your legs hurt, you think your arm is starting to bruise from where you were shoved into a table on "accident" but what would Jude know. he was so busy taking pictures with models and laughing at corny jokes while you kept yourself company. texting and calling didnt work and he didn't even try to give you any attention the whole night, you can't keep doing this with him. 

"you can't just run off-" Jude shouts from somewhere behind you. 

"or what Jude. or fucking what." you seeth, not bothering to face him, storming out into the night. 

It's your fault for trusting him all those nights ago. your fault for falling for the same shit over and over. 

he sprints to catch up to you, "i don't know why you're being like this."

you stop dead in your tracks, "oh i don't know, let's think. you didn't tell me your escorts would be there. and to top it all fucking off they have to nerve to be on my ass the whole night, not letting me get anywhere near you even through we walked in together?"

he doesn't respond and you half the mind not to punch the shit out of him, walking further away from the club you just came from, heels clanking against the sidewalk so hard it hurts, pulling on your dress so you dont trip and fall. maybe you should let it go so you can fall flat on your face. that would be a better ending to the night than seeing his face. silly stupid you thinking this would work. 

"happy fucking valentines day huh Jude. you take me to a damn club, you ignore me the whole night, and you spend all your time surrounded by other women who might as well just suck you off right then and there." you yell, hell if anyone hears. you want them too, you want him to be as humiliated as you feel. 

Bellinghams date thrown away the moment you step inside, ignored and tossed for some common whores. oh you can't wait to see where your face ends up online after tonight. you can see the headlines now. 

he grabs your arm, making you face him, "love listen-"

"no, you dont get to fucking do that anymore. you cant keep sweet talking your way out of things when you fuck up. why can't you just pretend to care" your voice shakes, you can feel tears brimming in your eyes.

"i'm not trying to talk my way out of it, i'm trying to explain." he tries.

you yank your arm out of his grip, "i'm not listening anymore, im done. all i asked was one day for us, just valentines day to make things work. and you showed me you dont care enough for that." 

"please, let me fix this." he pleads.

"its too late."

"i wanted things to work so fucking bad, and you humiliated me Jude. i imagined a nice dinner, hell i would have settled for take out and a few kisses. that's how bad i want things to work, that's how bad i wanted you." you tremble. 

"please my darling. let's talk about this. come back inside and i'll show everyone that you are mine," he holds a hand out to you, waiting. silently pleading with each breath he takes. 

the street lights dance across his skin as for a moment you almost believe him. for a moment you think about stepping back inside with him. you can't do that to yourself, not again. 

"no, iim done. don't follow me, don't call me dont text nothing. i want nothing more to do with you." your firm, final. swallowing the lump that builds in your throat, youd be damned if he sees you cry after this fucking shit show.

he stops in his tracks at this, not bothering to try and stop you. 

it hurts more than it should to leave him behind you, but you honest to god can not keep up with his lifestyle. 

all those articles and rumors were right you suppose, he's an arrogant stuck up bastard with too much money to know what to do with, too cocky for his own good and destroys anything good that comes his way. you hope he's happy without you. 

[starrvsn]

౨ৎ BEWITCHED ⠆OSCAR PIASTRI 𖥻81 !

PAIRING ⠆singer-celeb!(oc)reader x oscar piastri, exes-to-lovers!au.

FACECLAIM ⠆laufey

ᵎᵎ EVERYTHING IS FICTION ㅤᵕ̈

ynsannasource tweeted!

WHEN WAS SOMEONE GOING TO TELL ME Y/N AND OSCAR WERE TOGETHER WAY BACK WHEN ??????

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﹫daydrmer WAIT WHAT???

⤷ ﹫ynnation i thought this was common knowledge 😭

⤷ ﹫daydrmer common knowledge for who !? y/n has always been so private about her relationships

﹫ynluvbot only the real ones know 🤞🏽

﹫81piastri RUE WHEN WAS THIS ???

⤷ ﹫dwnuderpiastri before his F1 debut apparently

﹫lan4norris PLS i need to know what happened between them

﹫oskrttt81 omg why do i feel like he would listen to her music before races 😭

⤷ ﹫vrmvroomf1 me when im delusional

⤷ ﹫mcclarenboys4lyfe imagine his tech just playing her music over the radio during a race 😭

⤷ ﹫koalaop81 bro would have war flashbacks 😭😭

﹫magnolia.sanna yeah she def wrote songs about him

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ynsannasource tweeted!

a little update on y/n and oscar! after ALOT of digging i found an archived post from oscars instagram.

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oscarpiastri my baby is so talented 🤍

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﹫f1goss the nosiest person award goes to 🏆

⤷ ﹫ynsannasource girl please you're a gossip page

⤷ ﹫f1goss got me with that...

﹫magnolia.sanna FUCK she had to have written at least half the album about him

⤷ ﹫livefastpiastri what love will do to you is definitely about him omg

﹫papaya.mclrn does anyone know why they broke up? or like how long they were together for?

⤷ ﹫prettiestyn apparently, this is what i heard at the time but they both had mutually agreed to part ways because y/n was gaining so much traction on her music career and oscar was beginning his f1 career that following year. especially since they were long distance for majority of their relationship a lot of people thought it was really straining them from doing what they wanted, not sure how long they were together for tho

⤷ ﹫dreamingofyn i think they were together almost 4 years

﹫pasteypiastri new oscar lore just dropped

﹫ferralforyn i love the oscar and yn crumbs

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ynsanna hi everyone! my single ‘dear soulmate’ is out now <3 listen in on where ever you stream your music, i love you all so much thank you for always supporting me mwah 🩷

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bewitchedluv babe wake up!!! new y/n single just dropped!!!

piastri81bakery OSCAR IN THE LIKES ??!

⤷ fan11 FUCK BROS LURKING

⤷ fan12 wonder how he feels being someone’s muse 😩

alex_albon loved the song!!

⤷ 23lexbon ALEX WHAT ARE YOU DOING HEREE ??

⤷ lilyhme﹫23lexbon i put him on hahah

⤷ lilyhme﹫alex_albon ....WAIT YOU LISTENED WITHOUT ME ????

landonorris guys-guys what happening to me *turns into a warewolf*

⤷ lan4norris oh! okay…

⤷ bestiepierre10 trying to steal pierre’s brand i see

⤷ pierregasly can't outdo the doer i fear

georgerussel63 the feelings i felt listening to this

⤷ logansargeant alex blasting this on full volume in the garage got everyone in their feels

⤷ lilyhme i know there had to be a mechanic that cried

feelsforf1 they way half the grid is here 😭

⤷ alex_albon i put them on what can i say ??

⤷ lilyhme NO i put them on, give me my flowers >:^(

⤷ ashmartini148 damn near everyone but oscar 😭

yndoll yeah this song is def about oscar

charles_leclarc collab ???

⤷ fan04 PLEASE THIS HAS TO HAPPEN

⤷ fan05 I CAN DIE IN PEACE IF IT DOES

⤷ fan06 this and oscar and yn getting back together will be enough for me

danielricciardo cried during my workout, thanks y/n !

⤷ lance_stroll no pain no gain 🦾

fan07 everything is slowly falling in place…

fan10 hope oscar listens to this and comes crawling back because i would

fan09 the feral need for them to get back together is crazy

﹫ethunreal they way everyone is psychoanalyzing the song

⤷ ﹫starletyn what is there to analyze tho…. it is about him

﹫048122 yeah she’s so not over him like girl let him go

⤷ ﹫prettiestyn they split to focus on their careers like good for them but fuck i wouldn’t be over him too if i saw them everywhere

﹫mistyskies no because y/n was the reason i got into racing when she was with him during formula 2 and now he’s in f1 like it doesn’t feel right without her

﹫stellarf1 okay but the whole paddock under her comment section???

⤷ ﹫fan11 speaks volumes imo 👀

⤷ ﹫fan they def know about them being together

﹫yukipookie does he even have feelings for her still like… it’s giving one sided

⤷ ﹫sonnamyheart naw her music plays everywhere he def thinks about her

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ynsanna new location unlocked: monza! thank you for ferrari for inviting ❤️

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fan14 guess the collab will be happening

fan15 can literally smell a collab from the fourth slide

alex_albon it was so nice meeting you!

⤷ lilyhme criminal that you met her before i did

⤷ alex_albon i facetimed you and you didn’t answer… sounds like your fault

⤷ lilyhme blocked and deleted

estibestie we all know what this means right???

⤷ leclarc16wishes charles is on his way to steal oscars girl??

⤷ fan16 NO YN&OSCAR LOVE REDEMPTION

fan17 they had to have crossed paths PLS

landonorris no fair >:(( come to mclaren garage next time!

⤷ ynsanna invite?

⤷ fan12 SLY LANDO NORRIS

⤷ fan13 we all know what youre doing

georgerussell you’re lucky you make phenomenal music, it was lovely seeing you!

carlossainz55 y/n is so much prettier in person, muy bonita!

⤷ fan18 oscar is punching air i know it

⤷ fan19 yeaaa shoot ur shot carloss

francisca.cgomes please come to more races!!! i had an amazing time speaking with you

⤷ ynsanna we’ll have to see… but it was so lovely meeting you 🤍

fan20 oscar needs to do something asap before one of the others take her

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﹫fan21 OKAY ITS HAPPENING

﹫fan22 omg my manifesting did work

﹫fan23 so deserved omg

﹫fan24 i love this for them :’)

﹫fan25 their stories too, they def were togetherrr

oscar piastri's story replies

landonorris tfti :(

danielricciardo glad my pep talk actually worked :D #aussiebrothers4lyfe

loganseargent bro licked the plate clean

y/n's story replies

maudeapataw IS THAT WHO I THINK IT IS

georgerussell having dinner with the man you wrote your song about i see

yourbff ya'll didn't talk at all or look at each other during the grand prix but you'll have dinner with him??? respect.

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ynsanna enchantment in the air

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aussiepiastri81 i wonder who that is on the second slide

ynfan bruh is that george russell i thought we were rooting for oscar ???

⤷ starletyn girl...

magnolia.sanna OUR RED STRING LOVERS

pierregasly the seals look just like yuki!

⤷ yukitsunoda0511 cute?

⤷ pierregasly no, small and lazy.

⤷ ynsanna pls take your beef else where ❤️

⤷ pierregasly y/n who do you think is cuter me or yuki

⤷ ynsanna please don't make this into a competition

⤷ yukitsunoda0511 we won't because if we did i'd win :)

pasteypiastri pov: everyone knows who you're with but you soft launch reguardless

⤷ sonnamyhear and i'd eat it up, bones and all

landonorris tfti :(

⤷ oscarpisatri your fomo is honestly concerning

⤷ landonorris surprised you know what fomo means.

⤷ oscarpisatri i'm not like checo relax

⤷ schecoperez ouch :(

⤷ fan26 OSCAR UPGRADED FROM LURKING IN THE LIKES TO COMMENTING LFGG

sanpiastriluver y/n and oscars stories just one day apart :)

fan27 using y/n's song is soooo obvious, i love it.

fan28 just because you don't put the artist doesn't mean we don't know who's singing

fan29 bro fr said out of sight out of mind

fan30 they're just making it to easy atp

⤷ username a little to easy

fan31 the song choice is so cute :')

fan32 why do i feel like the soft launching was probably oscars idea

⤷ username it probably was LOL

⤷ username a peak introvert moment

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oscarpiastri always find your way back home 🫂

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dreamypiastri the hannah montana reference ????

⤷ sannamyheart knowing y/n she probably forced him to watch it

⤷ ynsanna and he loved every second of it

yndreamland is this a dream ????

pookieyuki oscar hard launching before y/n??

⤷ alex_albon lando owes me $50 now

⤷ f1kisses LMAO NO WAY THEY BETTED

⤷ landonorris thought i knew my teammate better than this 😣

ynsanna just a girl and her baguette 🤭

⤷ oscarpiastri me or the baguette?

⤷ ynsanna ...next question

danielricciardo remember me when yall get married, knowing i helped get you two back together again

⤷ rickycado03 in daniel we trust !!!!

landonorris no thanks lando for the picture of us???

⤷ ynsanna you crashed our date :(

⤷ landonorris … i wouldn’t say crashed i like to think i made it better oscar is boring anyways

⤷ ynsanna we were having much fun before you came thank you very much >:^(

⤷ alex_albon yeah y/n defend your man !!!!!!

⤷ landonorris who's side are you on ?????

⤷ alex_albon not yours duh.

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ynsanna home sweet home 🤍

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oscarpiastri and i wouldn't have it any other way ❤️

⤷ ynsanna never again 🤍

yourbff MY BABIES ARE BACK TOGETHER AGAINNNN

ynnation its like nothing ever happened :''')

fan33 so cute 🥹

mclaren you're welcome whenever you like y/n!

⤷ pookieyuki our certified wag

⤷ starletyn yn supremacy !!

fan35 epitome of red string lovers

fan34 you guys are so cute i think i might be sick

lilyhme you guys are the cutest couple ever !!

⤷ alex_albon cuter than us?

⤷ lilyhme hush you

logansargeant in my mind you guys were always together, glad to see you back 🫡

⤷ ynsanna logan :''(

⤷ landonorris words to make a grown man cry fr

danielricciardo i will be the best man at yall's wedding right :)

⤷ landonorris get in line buddy

⤷ alex_albon the mc more like....

georgerussel63 still cannot believe you all thought i was the one dating yn

⤷ ynfan not my proudest moment...

⤷ oscarpiastri we don't even look alike too

⤷ georgerussel63 yeah, im much taller and better looking

maxverstappen1 does this mean we all get to watch y/n when she goes on tour??

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alessia russo fic recs (1/3)

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𓂃 ✿ make me yours my love (cause you’re nobody to me, yet somebody to me) alessia russo x reader | fluff (tooth-rotting fluff)

𓂃 ✿ remember that night? alessia russo x reader |

-part 2 to i’ll wait forever 

𓂃 ✿ return alessia russo x reader |

-in which; alessia broke up with you three years ago to focus on her career, breaking your heart completely, eventually you see each other for the first time since your breakup once you join the lionesses for a last minute call-up- and there's a whole lot of unresolved feelings.

𓂃 ✿ the end alessia russo x reader |

-one with alessia russo where the reader suffers a career ending injury

𓂃 ✿ sleepless nights alessia russo x reader |

-when lessi can’t sleep without any kind of physical touch but r gets hot easily & when they’re on holiday r can’t sleep if they cuddle but less can’t sleep when they don’t touch

𓂃 ✿ will you love me 'til the end of time? alessia russo x reader |

-alessia leaves for aresenal, she leaves behind manchester- she leaves behind you.

𓂃 ✿ you belong with me (i belong with you) alessia russo x reader |

-moments of lessi and her girl (you) through the years

𓂃 ✿ meanie alessia russo x reader |

-headcannons about meangirl less as a gf!

𓂃 ✿ alessia blurb alessia russo x reader |

-lessi would be the type to love the fact that she had a wag girlfriend because she could finally designate her waves and kisses to someone in the crowd.

𓂃 ✿ countdown alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ time management alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ co-dependency. alessia russo x reader |

-surprising lessi with multiple cheek kisses at a time

𓂃 ✿ good morning sunshine alessia russo x reader |

-reader being an early bird but less having none of it, whenever she wakes up without reader she goes downstairs asap and just is whiny that she can't get her morning cuddles

𓂃 ✿ alessia day alessia russo x reader |

-tooth rottingly soft self care days with star girl

𓂃 ✿ i'm tired of lovin' from afar (and never being where you are) alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ 'cause you used to be a part of me (now you're only somebody) alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ you don’t have to be sola (you don’t have to be here alone) alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ head over (tar) heels. alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ Falling for me... literally? alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ We're a team. Always. alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ "come to bed" alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ poke alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ twelve alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ alessia x leah x reader blurb alessia russo x reader | leah williamson x reader

𓂃 ✿ evening alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ in safe hands alessia russo x reader |

-the fans are speculating on the nature of your and alessia’s relationship. when the rumours come to a head, it begins to put pressure on you both. (goalie!reader)

𓂃 ✿ white lies alessia russo x reader |

-five secrets alessia could keep (and one she just couldn’t)

𓂃 ✿ are you flirting with me alessia russo x reader |

-Things that Alessia Russo is good at: football, looking like a goddess, taking your breath away by simply existing.

Things that Alessia Russo is bad at: staying upright, flirting.

𓂃 ✿ price tag alessia russo x reader |

-When Manchester United sign you for big money, it takes you a while to settle in. Luckily you have Alessia by your side to help you overcome your worries that you’re not worth the price they paid for you. 

𓂃 ✿ fangirl alessia russo x reader |

-alessia old tweets reappear of her crushing one the reader

𓂃 ✿ sleepwalking alessia russo x reader | a little angsty

𓂃 ✿ possession obsession alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ thirst tweets alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ cookie clicker alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ love lasts alessia russo x reader |

-They had won the euros, you watched as some of them cried and others celebrated but all your focus was on her.

𓂃 ✿ silenzio bruna alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ lessi's sunflower alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ drunk in love alessia russo x reader |

-fell in love with drunk lessi and it became a fic

𓂃 ✿ number one fan alessia russo x reader |

-you play football and she comes to all your games.

𓂃 ✿ jumpscare alessia russo x reader |

-Would it be possible for you to do a fic where the reader goes for one with alessia but a really scary one?

They can be going to the escape room as a date or as friends that have been secretly in love with each other?

𓂃 ✿ alessia blurb alessia russo x reader |

-DANCING IN THE KITCHEN WITH LESSI WHILE ITS RAINING OUTSIDE

𓂃 ✿ ‘cause all that you are (is all that i’ll ever need) alessia russo x reader | some angst and some fluff

𓂃 ✿ Alessia fic alessia russo x reader |

-Mapping out your lover's features while they sleep in your arm, smoothing your thumbs down their cheeks, throat, collarbones, chin and nose.

𓂃 ✿ teasing alessia russo x reader |

𓂃 ✿ butterfly alessia russo x reader |

-Brody Armstrong once said: "When you meet someone for the first time, that’s not the whole book. That’s just the first page" and she’s totally right. When you first met Alessia you didn’t know that quote, you could barely speak let alone read but over the years, when got older, you started to understand it. The day you met her, the first page was written and your story began. Now, Alessia and you have been together for 9 years, 3 of them married and it‘s still not finished.

𓂃 ✿ alessia blurb alessia russo x reader |

-house hunting in saint albans with Less, finding the right house and then r and less just having a moment at the front door where Less just is quiet and looking at the interior r hugs her from behind and Less is a bit homesick and stuff but r invites tooney and joe round without less knowing to make her feel more at home

𓂃 ✿ i know that you love me (even when i lose my head). alessia russo x reader | fluff

𓂃 ✿ the striker and her wingman. alessia russo x reader

-nervous lovestruck lessi >>

𓂃 ✿ the wrangler alessia russo x reader | leah williamson x reader

-less and Leah and reader thruple blurb. both the blondies are injured but being their stubborn selves refuse to take it easy and non football player reader is like pulling her hair out trying to wrangle these two ADULTS who are being like whiny children and refusing to do what she asks

𓂃 ✿ kiss me through the phone alessia russo x reader |

-a face time with alessia would be like whilst she’s in Australia and the readers at home because of work. Full of fluff and them just happy they get to talk to each other after a hard day, saying how much they miss each other

𓂃 ✿ passenger princess alessia russo x reader |

-Alessia and reader are in a relationship and come into training arguing about something that the team can’t figure out

When asked reader simply replies with “I’m NOT a passenger princess”

𓂃 ✿ 1 - but she loves me, she loves me. alessia russo x reader |

-series masterlist

𓂃 ✿ finalist alessia russo x reader |

-World Cup fluff. Alessia has no idea you're on your way to Australia to surprise her before the final.

𓂃 ✿ 2 - why the hell she love me alessia russo x reader |

-series masterlist

𓂃 ✿ not meant to be alessia russo x reader |

-in which; alessia's girlfriend is always there for her. always.

𓂃 ✿ intruder alessia russo x reader |

-when you wake up to a strange noise you begin to freak out. So you wake up your girlfriend and you both go to speculate. Who’s in your guy’s home?

𓂃 ✿ chance encounters alessia russo x reader |

-you and Alessia meeting in Ibiza and she’s got the hots for you but you play hard to get? but a cute happy ending where they eventually get together

𓂃 ✿ alessia blurb alessia russo x reader |

-After coming home from work/a long trip, finding your lover sobbing on the couch/in bed after a hard day, wiping away their tears with soft touches and gentle words--trying to convince them it's okay, and that you're there for them now.

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-some tooth rotting gf lessi fluff to try and cure all of our post game depression, with a dash of supportive best friend and arsenal icon lotte wubben-moy ofc

[kitweewoos]

Kinkley + Hollywood au (inspired by The Fall Guy)

Evan "Buck" Buckley: Stuntman Tommy Kinard: Stuntman Director

Evan Buckley, known to the industry mostly by his nickname "Buck" hasn't always wanted to be a stuntman. In fact, he bounces from job to job for a while after he left Pennsylvania in search of himself. He tries his hand at bartending, at ranching, construction, and he even tries out for the Navy SEALs. Nothing fits quite right, and when he drops out of his SEALs training, he finds two doors waiting for him. He can go to the academy to become a firefighter with the LAFD, or he can go into stunt work for movies. When he gets his first gig as a stuntman doubling for a small indie film, he knows he made the right choice.

Plus, he meets Tommy Kinard, the stunt coordinator for the indie film that kicks off his career and his reputation. He's a retired stuntman himself, taking a step back after a bad accident left him scarred and with a missing lobe of his lung, but Tommy is kind, and funny, and he makes sure that Buck is safe. When Tommy gets a project, he requests Buck. When Buck finds a project that he knows Tommy would love to be a part of, he finesses a spot for Tommy as coordinator. They're not together, not really, but there's something there.

"I got Gerrard to agree to let me work the camera for this next one," Tommy admits one afternoon while they're eating sandwiches on a break. "So, I won't be coordinating for you. But Hen Wilson is taking over, and she's the best there is." "You're the best there is," Buck tells him with a playful kick of his boot into Tommy's ankle. "But I know you want to direct someday, so I can let you go with one promise." "What's that?" "For your first big break, that movie that skyrockets your career, I want in." "As if you won't be there right alongside me."

And then, the worst happens. A stunt goes wrong, and Buck is caught underneath a firetruck against hard pavement, and his leg is crushed, his career absolutely ruined. He can't pretend that he's not in horrific pain this time, and when Tommy tries to be there for him, he simply recedes into himself. He can't possibly be the man that Tommy thought he was when he has to take pain pills every night and rub cream into his leg every morning just to function normally. He changes his phone number, and he finds a job at a bar, pretending like Buck the Stunt Guy never existed.

Until Hen calls.

Tommy's been given the chance to direct a new movie, and he's asked for Buck specifically. He swore off stunt work, but he could get back into it for Tommy Kinard. He could do anything for Tommy Kinard, to make him happy, to help him achieve his dream. He's on the next flight out to Australia, and meets Hen on set, who whisks him into his first stunt without letting him get used to being back, without getting a coffee, without even seeing Tommy.

He should've known then that something was up, but it isn't until Buck barrel rolls a car in sand and pops out with a thumbs up, that he sees Tommy, standing nearby with his hands on his hips in that beautiful, bitchy way that he always does. He wishes that things were different. He wishes that he had called Tommy back. He wishes that he hadn't hidden his head in the sand and refused to be a part of their whatever it was.

"Hey," his voice is small, and he's scared he'll say the wrong thing. "What is he doing here?" Tommy asks, not to him, looking over at Hen. "You said we needed the best. I got the best." "Get someone else," Tommy requests, and Buck deserves that. "Anyone else." "There isn't anyone else, and there isn't any time. We need Buck if we want this movie to work, and to be good. Right? You said it yourself; half the stunts only work if they're as good as Buck." "Fine, but he's your responsibility, Henrietta."

Tommy runs a scene over and over where Buck is blown back into a rock, and they have a fight on set in front of everyone, and at the end of the day, Buck meets Tommy in his trailer. Buck brings out the bottle of champagne he bought with Tommy the night before he started working the camera. He places it on the table in front of Tommy.

"I promised I would be here with you when you earned this, but I understand if that's changed. I forgot, I forgot that vulnerability isn't a weakness, and I know I should've been better. I just didn't want you to see me, you know, give up the way I was. I didn't want you to see me falling apart. I know that's not a good enough reason for what I put you through, for what I did to you. So, I'll go, if you want me to. I just wanted to make sure you had this, because from what I've seen of this movie already, I can tell it's going to be incredible. You deserve this." "I don't want you to go," Tommy says. "I can't go right into what we were before, but I want you here with me. Hen was right to call you, even though neither of us can ever tell her that. But, I want you here, Evan."

It takes a while for the trust to grow, but Buck wouldn't have it any other way, a steady, sure thing, rerooting and growing stronger in this new soil. When they're finally ready, at the wrap party, Tommy pops open the cork on the champagne, pours them both a glass, and they toast. Then, Tommy pulls Buck in and kisses him like they're at the end of a romance novel and they're about to ride off into the sunset together, where they can live happily ever after, and he might just be the stuntman, but he feels like the main character for once of his own story, and he feels like he's earned this happy ending.

[scarletwinterxx]

bigger than the whole sky - haechan imagine

helloooo, i think a few months ago i wrote a haechan dad scenario. but after watching The Lost Boys, it made more emotional🥺 our hyuck would surely be the best dad in the future💛

here's a sequel to that scenario😊

pt. 1 - Lee and Lily

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There are many things you admire about your husband, from his cheekiness to his voice to his assuring words. But one thing you love the most about him now, something you only found out after your daughter was born, is how great of a father he is.

Haechan is very busy with work but he is a family man above all. You and Nari comes first. Which is why he decided to take the duty of driving and picking Nari up from school.

"You sure you want to do it?" you ask him the first day he did it

"Yea, gives us more daddy-daughter time. Take the morning for yourself" he tells you, kissing you on the forehead

"You know she loves you right? I know you, the wheel are turning in there" you tell him, weaving your fingers around his neck and playing with the ends of his hair

The moment Haechan found out you were pregnant, he vowed to always be there for your child. He always dreamt of being a father, a father who will always be there for their kid. And he has, but there are still times he feels like he missed too much because he's too busy with his career.

"Times flies by so fast, she used to fit right in my arm. Now she's running around, and she talks more than me. Would you believe that"

You chuckle at his words. She does have the talent to talk your ear off, she's now at that age where everything ends with a "why?" question.

"Daddy, why is the sky blue?" "Mommy, why do the fishy float?" "Daddy, why is this sweet and that one yucky?" referring to salt and sugar

Just some of the daily questions of Lee Nari.

But really that girl can ask you why water is wet every breakfast and you still wouldn't have it any other way.

And so the tradition started. Haechan is now on school duty while you stay at home.

"She does this cute thing when I drop her off, she goes bye bye daddy I love you" he tells you one day.

"How many times have you cried in the car after she said that?" you tease him

"Like 2 maybe 3, the first time was the worst. After she said it, she just walked away and left me"

"Stop being dramatic, she was just going to pre-school" you laugh

"The other day she asked me why was the sun chasing us when we were driving to school"

"What did you say?"

"Can't remember, something along the lines of 'the sun likes nice people'. I'm running out of answers" he tells you dramatically, making you chuckle once again.

It's been months since that routine started. the two Lee's enjoying the quick drive from and to school. Haechan would play his favorite songs while Nari sings along, his heart swelling with pride as he listens to his daughters singing.

One particular morning, it unexpectedly got hectic. You left earlier than the two due to do some errand and get a quick checkup. While on their way to school, Haechan got an urgent call from work.

"I just got here at Nari's school, why?" he waited until he was infront of the school and the car on stop before answering the call. He spots the teacher who welcomes the student every morning and fetch them outside, waving over to them and opening the backseat door.

Haechan was still busy on the phone while Nari waits, her teacher ushers her inside as Haechan smiles and wave as his daughter walks away.

Just as he was about to pull up on the driveway to get his stuff ready for work, he received another call this time from you.

"Yes?" he answered

"Did you drive Nari today?"

Confused, he answered your question "Yes, I just dropped her off. Why did something happen at school?". He didn't even wait for your answer, already starting the engine once again to drive back to her school

"Her teacher just called me, she was bawling her eyes out apparently. Had a mini melt down when you didn't say goodbye to her"

Just then Haechan remembered their little tradition. Feeling his blood run cold, he didn't say i love you to Nari and now she's sad.

"Oh my Nari, I'm driving back there"

"No need, I'm like 5 minutes away from the school. I'll handle it. You have a meeting today too" you tell him

"But-" he tries to protest

"It'll be fine, we'll see you later okay"

How can he focus on work when all he can think about is how he made his little girl upset. When you got home from Nari's school, it wasn't a surprise to see your husband sitting on the living room couch. Nothing but silence inside the house.

"Hey, she's fine now" you say, catching his attention

"I really didn't mean to forget, I was on the phone. I waved goodbye to her, I guess it flew my mind" he tells you, you can tell he's just as upset as Nari was.

You shot him a small smile before walking towards him. Immediately he opens his arms, hugging you around the waist while you pat his head lovingly.

"If it makes you feel any better, I forgot her favorite blanket the other day and she said she felt upset with me" you hear him chuckle from below you

"But then she hugged me and said it was okay. Our little girl doesn't have a single bone of hate in her body so don't worry too much okay? You're her favorite person ever" you added

"What if all she'll ever remember is me forgetting to say I love you to her?" he asks, looking up at you.

Sighing, you pull away to sit beside him but Haechan pulls you over to make you sit on his lap. Like he just needed your comfort right now.

"What she'll remember is how good of a father you are, how you practically hung the stars in the sky. You've always been the best dad, don't go doubting it now" you tell him, cradling his face in your hands.

Your words are always enough to wash away any doubt he has. It's a magic you posses. With that, he feels a lot better.

"She'll be home in a few hours, why don't we go and pick her up? Meanwhile, go do some work" you tell him, giving him a quick kiss before standing up.

A few hours later, the two of you drove to pick up Nari. You go to the front office to get her while Haechan waits outside, holding a bouquet of flowers for his little girl.

You and Nari walk outside hand in hand. Haechan thought she was going to be mad at him but the moment Nari sees her dad, she made a dash towards him. Immediately Haechan kneels down to catch her in a tight hug. Picking her up and hugging her close to him.

"Hi baby, dad's so so so sorry about this morning. Sorry I forgot to say I love you" he mumbles, the little Lee just hugs him for a while. You got to where the two were standing, taking the flowers from Haechan so he could carry Nari more comfortably.

Nari pulls back to look at her dad, the two of you waiting for what she has to say

"I got sad because I didn't get to say I love you to dad" she pouts

"You got sad because you didn't say I love you to me?" Haechan asks back, Nari nodding at her father's question

"Oh lovebug, you don't have to be sad about dad. I know you love me very very much" he tells her

"But I always say it to you"

You smile at your husband and your little girl. Loving hearing their argument of who loves more.

"Even when you don't tell daddy, I already know. But okay, I promise to not leave you until you say it to me. How does that sound?"

"Okay, I love you daddy" she says then hugs Haechan again.

"I love you, more than anything in this world, my Nari" he looks over at you, mouthing the same words to you.

You sent him a smile. Guiding the two over to the car,

"Okay now that's done, what do you want for dinner?" you ask the two

"Kimchi fried rice!" you hear the tiny voice say from the backseat.

"You heard the girl" you chuckle

"I'll cook you the best kimchi fried rice, it will be the best ever" Haechan says, starting the car and driving away. The conversation continues, with Nari's endless stories and wonders while the two of you answer.

He looks over at you, taking your hand and giving it a quick kiss. Just then you hear Nari's voice again,

"Mom, is the moon sleeping during the day?"

[blondie20000]

I See Red - Mason Mount x Reader

Mason Mount is officially a Manchester United player.

It felt weird to say that on your lips. You knew Mason when he was a blue a Chelsea blue the star-boy of his boyhood club but now times have changed and Mason is ready to move on to the next stage of his life.

No matter what club he played for you will always support him and his career because you love him and where he goes you go as well.

Mason invited you to the photo shoot wanting you to see him wear the Manchester United shirt for the first ever time. You were excited but also nervous. He is not a blue anymore he is now a red and you hoped this move will go well for him. After everything that happened at Chelsea Mason needed this fresh start he needed his confidence back.

You crossed your fingers behind your back as you waited for your boyfriend to get ready.

Several moments later Mason steps out of the changing room.

When your eyes go on him you gasp.

He stood wearing the infamous United shirt. The club's logo shone on his chest, his muscles stretched under the fabric. Your eyes lingered on his white shorts where you see the outline of his crotch

Oh wow.

"Y/N?"

You snap out of your trance and look up at your boyfriend. Mason smiled nervously.

"Do you like it?" He asked.

You eye him up and down. Then you nod.

"Red suits you." You smile at him. "I love it."

A blush crept up along his cheeks.

"Thanks." He said sounding shy.

Your heart went out to him. Mason puts on a brave face in public but behind the smile he is nervous and terrified. This move is the biggest moment of his life he is leaving his boyhood club to be here.

Sensing his sudden doubt you hold on to his hand and give it a reassuring squeeze.

"You are going to be fine." You assure him. "The fans will love you."

"Its not just the fans I'm worried about."

"Well we already know Ten Hag loves you." You nodded. "The players love you. You sir are going to be the perfect Red Devil."

He raises an eyebrow at that.

"A Red Devil?"

"A very hot one indeed." You replied with a grin as your finger trace the logo.

He grins back.

He then leans forward and brushes his lips against yours. You respond and kiss him back. You wrap your arms around him and pull him in. He moans as you push your tongue inside his mouth and roll it along with his.

Your hands move to his shirt and you start to raise it over his head.

"Y/N." He mumbled. He brings his hand up and stops the kiss. "Y/N." He repeated with a shake of his head. "We can't."

You pull away and look up at him.

"Why not?"

"Because..." He gestures around the room. "I need to be ready for the photo shoot."

"You still have ten minutes we can be quick."

Mason looked unsure.

"Uh I don't know."

"Is the Devil encouraging me to resist my temptations?"

He can't help but laugh at that.

"Guess that does make me a bad Devil."

"Oh a bad one alright."

You press your body against his. You brush your leg against his crotch. Mason groans and closes his eyes tight. You smirk as you felt him harden against you.

"You still can't control yourself around me." You again smirk. "You can't go out with that we'll need to take care of it."

You kiss his cheek followed by another kiss to the neck. He shakes his head.

"Are you sure you are not secretly the Devil?" He said with an amused smile.

You gaze up at him. Your eyes are dark with lust.

"I can be anything you want babe."

Just then you gently push Mason on to the bench. You open your legs and slowly lower yourself on to his thigh. You felt his muscles go tight as you sit down on his thigh. For some reason that reaction from him has already turned you on.

You sigh and wrap your arms around his neck. You get yourself into a comfortable position.

His white shorts rubbed against the fabric of your trousers. Part of you wanted to strip off and get inside him right now but you knew that there was a risk somebody could walk in on them. Best to be dressed just in case.

Also they only had ten minutes.

Got to make it quick!

"Y/N."

Mason looks at you with worry in his eyes.

"What if we get caught?"

You silenced him with a kiss on the lips.

"Live now worry about the consequences later." You mumbled into the kiss.

Before Mason could answer you start to move against him.

At first you started of slow then once you found your rhythm you started to pick up the pace. You push yourself on to his black stripes and gasp as you brush against the fabric where his cock is.

All the worries Mason had a minute ago immediately vanished when he saw his girlfriend panting above him. You moaned his name and threw your head back as you rubbed all the sensitive areas. Those noises caused Mason to hold on to your waist tight. He could feel the blood rushing from the rest of his body to his groin. He cried out as you increased the pace.

"Aw baby!" He groans into your chest. "Fuck!"

You go faster. You push into him harder. You enjoy the sweet sounds that come spilling from his lips.

You ground into his thigh. You grip his shirt with your hands. The blue you are so used to seeing is now red. Red. All you see is red.

Red flooded your vision as you started to reach your climax. Mason sensed you were close. He grabs on to your arm.

"Y/N. Not here not now."

"I have to Mase." You replied your voice breathless.

"These shorts are clean." He hissed.

"They won't be once I'm done with them." You growled.

You look at your boyfriend's face. His hair has fallen over his face. His forehead shines with sweat. You can tell by his clenched jaw that he is close too. Knowing he is going to cum in his new kit made you turn feral.

You increase your hold on him and continue to shout his name out loud. You knew when you are like this it was only going to be a matter of time before Mason finally gives in.

Seconds later you bite your lip to stop yourself from screaming as you finally let it all out.

Seeing you fall apart made Mason let go shortly after. He is panting as you slowly slide of him. He tried to say your name but it came out as a whimper. He then looks down at his shorts.

"Crap." He muttered his cheeks turning red with embarrassment.

You smile and kiss him.

"At least we took care of him." You smirked as you gestured to his shorts.

"Yeah and made a mess because of it." He sighed. "I need to go out there they are waiting for me."

Mason runs a hand down his face and shakes his head. You give him a reassuring smile.

"Don't worry I'll take care of it."

Once you cleaned yourself up you went outside. Minutes later you returned with a brand new kit in your hands.

Mason frowns at you.

"How?"

You smiled sweetly.

"Said you had an accident." His eyes grew wide at that. "Water you spilled water on yourself."

"Oh." He relaxed at that.

"Did you really think I said..." You stopped and laughed. "Oh Mase." You sit down next to him. "You do make me laugh."

He cracked a small smile. Soon he joined in and laughed with you.

"I better get changed." He says.

You nod.

"Do we get to keep the kit afterwards?" You ask.

"Yeah why?"

"Well..." Your eyes go on his new kit. "I think those ones won't be staying clean for long."

You smirk and your eyes dazzle with mischief.

He gives you a knowing grin.

"For now." He replied. "Contain yourself darling."

You cross your legs over and give him an innocent look.

"I mean it." He warned but there is a playful smile on his lips.

As he goes to leave you say.

"You really are a bad Devil."

He looks over his shoulder and smirks at you.

"I know."

The End

[julianalvarez9]

battlefield / christian pulisic

part 1: war is on

author's note: part 2, everyone! full-on angst for this one. physically ached while writing this, hope you like it 😭

wc: 1.119 words

requested: yes, here

summary: the backstory of what went wrong between christian and you which prompted your breakup. or, how the living room where you two used to live turned into a battlefield.

"love, are you home? i've got good news!" you say while untying your shoes and letting your bag drop loudly onto the floor. you aren't always this clumsy, but you're too excited to care about being this careless with your belongings. "living room!" your boyfriend answers, and you quickly make your way to the center of the house. 

there you see christian, rather sprawled on the couch, phone in hand. only by the view you're greeted with, you can guess that he hasn't gotten home that much earlier than you, given that he's still in his training clothes, too engulfed with the mindless scrolling to actually get up and change. you drop onto the couch to hug him tightly, and he sighs contently at the newfound warmth your body brings. your voice goes a pitch up due to the exciting news you're about to tell him. "guess who has just signed the contract to become a coach in the next season of the voice!?," you announce, voice muffled by his chest. 

you notice his body stiffens at hearing the announcement, and you detach your face from his torso to look at him, see what's wrong. you don't seem to understand why the good news isn't being received with a face splitting smile, and instead, a frown has settled in your boyfriend's features. "why aren't you happy about it?" you question, and he looks at you like you had asked the dumbest thing ever. "isn't that back in the states?" he asks, confused tone clearly noticeable in his voice. "yeah, and?".

"is this your way of breaking up with me?".

you can't, for anything sacred in the world, understand what he had heard coming out of your mouth to reach that conclusion. "what? no!" you say horrified, while detaching completely from him. you're now seated at his feet, while he gets his weight onto his arms to get a straighter position to look into your eyes and see if you really meant it. "why do you want to go back to the states then? you have everything here" he questions, voice cold but his expression now had turned to be rather sad, eyes glassy at the sudden idea that you could actually be ending your four year relationship. "i need to work, christian. this is a work opportunity" you tried to reason, but it looks like your boyfriend doesn't understand, or at least he doesn’t want to hear.

christian is seated far from you now, hands going into his face to rub the frustration away.

he fails, though, when his anger seeps into his voice. "y/n, you don't need to work. i can give you anything you need, darling," he reassures, reaching into your hands to make his point across. but the ways he’s looking for contact to seemingly calm you down while trying to downplay your career only enrages you more, and you’re instead repealed by the action. “and what do you want me to do instead?" you spat, getting up to pace the room before continuing. "sit at the bridge every weekend and look pretty for you? that's what you want me to do?”. 

you don’t quite realize when or how it happened, but from one second to the other, it seemed that the living room you and christian were in at the moment, in your shared home, had turned into a battlefield: hurtful things being thrown at each other back and forth.

“fuck, no, y/n,” he shaked his head, getting on his feet to get closer to your frame. “i’m just asking you to wait until the season ends, and then we can go together,” your boyfriend tried to reason, turning his voice down to avoid the argument from escalating. “you’re clearly not hearing me," you scoffed, and gesticulating with your hands you continued to try and get him to understand why this was important, and why it couldn’t be delayed until the summer break. "is the voice we are talking about, christian. they’re not gonna wait for me".

"then it's not right for you".

your eyebrows frowned at his statement. "what do you mean by that? of course it's right for me. i've waited for this opportunity my whole life" you emphasized. in return, christian mocked, rolling his eyes, "you're only saying that because you already made up your mind". the laugh that left your lips was anything but genuine, filled with a sarcastic intonation. “i guess i did,” you reaffirmed, tears freely making their way over your cheeks now. "i guess we're done then,” he said, while taking the phone that was resting on the coffee table without giving you another look.

"don't you dare make me choose between you and my career,” you bitterly pointed out, voice cracking at the end of the sentence. he didn’t even turn around to answer. “why, because you’ll choose it over me?” christian coldly said, before leaving you alone in the living room, his stern figure, although blurry due to the tears that were clouding your vision, clearly disappearing into the kitchen. 

"hey, you're okay?" a female voice brought you back to reality. it's not the first time that you have woken up from your reminiscing of your last encounter with your -now ex- boyfriend. this time, the one in charge of bringing you back to reality is camila, who looks down at you with a sympathetic smile. 

you looked to your right and saw the woman in charge of doing your makeup for the first filming of the voice smiling widely at you, signaling at your reflection to point out you’re already done. you thanked her shyly returning the smile, although the emotion didn’t quite reach your eyes: something that had become more evident now, the happy facade seemingly breaking down once the news about your breakup reached the media a few days ago, making your phone blow up immediately. 

not one day went by without you thinking that, maybe, if you hadn't been so damn stubborn, -and if christian had been more understanding too, things could have worked out. you didn’t even get to tell him that you weren't set to be in the states for that long, and you had maintained a long distance relationship before, with all the times you had gone on tour, or he had gone away to play for chelsea. but maybe you had reached the three year itch that many couples had, the make up or break up stage that everyone seemed to fuzz over the internet. 

you didn’t think it would apply to christian and you before, but you soon realized that you might have gotten it all wrong from the start.

you nodded. "yeah, i'm fine".

part 3: the fix up

[jackharloww]

You are the only one

summary: a fic inspired by Ed Sheeran's "one". Reader moves away after a year of being with Jack but comes back to him - wonder how it goes :)

You never believed in the saying "Right person, wrong time", you always thought it was a silly thing to say, if a person was the right one then you could make it work, right? Well, that was before you met Jack.

You met Jack when you moved to Atlanta for a year to work overseas. You worked as a stylist and the company you worked for got a one-year contract with a magazine where you got the title of an editorial stylist. That is how you came in contact with Jack, he was shooting for the magazine, and working with him on set was the funniest you've ever had at work. Upon seeing each other for the first time you immediately clicked and everyone could see the admiration in both your eyes.

You became inseparable. You did everything together, everything from partying to going on road trips talking about your dreams and aspirations. It took Jack a while to muster up the courage to tell you he liked you more than a friend, but when he did, oh how beautiful life became. It was the best year of your life, he was yours and you were his and everything was good, but everything good has to come to an end, right?

You still remembered the call from your company telling you that you couldn't continue for more than a year and that you needed to move back. The night you broke the news to Jack still replays in your head, you were lying on a blanket next to each other watching the beautiful night sky.

Flashback

"Do you have to leave" Jack muttered as you both stared at the stars in the night sky. You didn't answer him, which made him continue speaking "Can't you just stay here? With me?" his voice cracked, you didn't trust your voice, instead you turned your head to meet his eyes, the tears in your eyes told him what he needed to know. You scooted closer to him and put your head on his shoulder.

"There's nothing more I want, but you know I can't" you mustered out before taking a deep breath. You looked down at your tangled hands and pulled them up to plant a kiss on the back of Jack's hand.

He leaned closer to you and kissed your lips, before pulling you on top of him. His big hands cradled your face and you both stared at each other's watery eyes for a few seconds.

"I love you," you told him

"I love you too, more than you could ever imagine" he answered

"I'll come back to you" you whispered, as he pulled you into a gentle kiss, both your tears leaving a salty taste on your lips.

"Promise me you'll wait for me," he said after he pulled away from the kiss. "I promise" you sniffled, before leaning your forehead against his.

"You know, I'm so thankful you showed me what love is" Jack mumbled. You leaned in and kissed him hard, your lips saying everything you couldn't.

End of Flashback

You had one week with each other after that night, and you spent it attached at the hips. He came with you to the airport the day you left, where you said your teary goodbyes. You promised each other to call every night, but Jack's career kicking off, your busy work schedule and the time difference made it hard for both of you to keep that promise. There were occasional messages when one of you had achieved something but not more than that. But there wasn't a day that went by that you didn't think about him.

One Year Later

You looked down at your phone, before looking up again at the big building. Yup, this is it, you said to yourself before grabbing your big suitcase and walking towards the door to your new apartment.

"Welcome miss" the concierge greeted you as he opened the door for you. "Thank you sir" You smiled at him and dragged your suitcase behind you as you walked to the elevators. You arrived on the floor, took the keys from your bag, unlocked the door, and walked in. Your eyes widened in wonder, the pictures on the website did not do it justice. It had a high ceiling, an open floor plan, and big windows that gave it a luxurious feeling. Thankfully the lease included a fully furnished apartment so you didn't have to think about that. It was modern and elegant, with colors of white and beige decorating the apartment. You sank down on the couch and thanked god for the soft cushions.

"Back in Atlanta" You sighed with contentment and leaned back, closing your eyes for a moment. You had gotten the job offer of your dreams which took you back to the beautiful city of Atlanta.

You would lie if you said that Jack hadn't been on your mind. You were so proud of all he had achieved and missed him like crazy. You often wondered if he thought about you the same way you think about him. The memory of both of you lying down, watching the stars, and pouring all your feelings out often replayed in your mind. You grabbed your phone and immediately went on the Instagram app, searching for Jack, and started to write him a DM. After typing and deleting for 5 minutes, you finally decided what to write and typed it out. You stared at the message for a few minutes, debating if you should hit send. Like yes, you did tell him you will be back for him, but what if he had moved on? But what's the worse that could happen? you thought. After minutes of debating you finally hit send and threw your phone on the other end of the sofa.

Yourinsta: "I'm in town"

After a few minutes, you received a notification and jumped to grab your phone, to your dismay it was a message from your best friend asking if you'd arrived, you quickly wrote out an answer to her before going on Insta once more. You clicked into the DM you had sent and immediately felt your heart drop to your stomach when you saw the words on your phone screen, Read.

Well, at least he read it? that's a good thing? right? you tried to convince yourself. At least now you know what the worst thing that could happen was, not receiving a fucking answer. You threw your phone away once more and got up to shower.

You stepped into the beautiful big shower and let the warm water hit your body, you closed your eyes, and the only thing on your mind was Jack, why couldn't you stop thinking about him. You washed your body thoroughly before stepping out to go to sleep, the jetlag slowly hitting you.

You woke up only an hour later to the sound of your phone ringing, groaning you squinted to see who it was before answering. "You woke me up" you muttered to Alina, your best friend, on the other line.

"Well, you didn't answer my message, I thought you died" She replied nonchalantly, clearly eating something.

"I did?" you questioned and put her on speaker to check for yourself.

"no bro, you must've dreamt about it" she answered, making you roll your eyes.

"Oh, I did answer but I might have forgotten to hit send" you admitted, laughing slightly. The two of you talked for a while more before you told her you wanted to sleep more.

Before putting your phone away, you noticed you'd received a notification on Instagram, and even though you tried to push the feelings away, you couldn't help your heart from beating rapidly. You clicked on the message and it was as if your eyes stopped connecting to your brain. You couldn't comprehend what you just read.

Jackharlow: "Can we meet?"

Well, there goes that sleep, you thought and quickly sat up. He had sent it 40 minutes after he had read it, but at least he answered.

Yourinsta: Sure, let me know when and where, You typed out after a minute of just staring at the message he had sent. You received an answer only a few seconds later.

Jackharlow: Tonight? at 7, Our place.

Your place. The place where you would go to just hang out, relax, and talk about everything. It was the place where you said "I love you" for the first time and it was also the place where you told him you were moving back. It was Your place, and him mentioning it made your heart flutter.

yourinsta: That sounds good!

Now you were freaking out. The fluttering sensation in your stomach felt like thousands of butterflies flying around. You quickly looked at the time and noticed you had a few more hours. The nerves you felt wouldn't make it easy to fall asleep again, so you just got up to get ready.

You fixed your hair and sat down to do your makeup. You dragged your suitcase into your room, dug out a pair of beige cargos, and paired them with a simple tight white t-shirt.

Thankfully the place was within walking distance so you grabbed your headphones, put on your favorite playlist, and started walking. As soon as you arrived you saw him sitting on the bench, wearing black jeans with a grey zip-up hoodie. Your heart pounded with tension as you walked up to him. As soon as he heard your steps he turned around and his famous big grin got plastered on his face.

"Well look who we have here," he said and stood up to greet you properly in a big hug.

"Hi" you mirrored his big grin and snuggled into his hug. You took a deep breath, not wanting to let go. After a few seconds, you both pulled away and looked at each other. A wave of emotions that you haven't felt in a long time came over you. His eyes sparkled with a warmth that you had missed.

"You're back," He said as you both walked to the bench to sit down.

"I'm back," you sniffled a laugh, giving him a tight-lip smile. It was a little weird being here a year later. You still loved him but you had no idea how he felt about you after all this time.

"How long are you staying," He asked, smiling at you.

"Well as long as I can" you smiled "Im working for this company now, so no returning hopefully" At that he stared at you with his eyebrows raised.

"So no one-year contract bullshit this time?" he asked, which made you giggle

"no one-year contract bullshit" you answered with a big smile that he returned before turning his head to the view. There was a comfortable silence before Jack spoke up.

"I come here a lot you know," he said, looking straight ahead "Whenever I feel anxious and need to relax, it makes me calm" he continued, now turning his head to look at you.

"Yeah?" you asked, receiving nods with a gentle smile "My mind comes here when I need to do the same"

"I've missed you" He finally admitted after taking a deep breath

"I've missed you too" You both stared at each other's eyes now.

"I haven't stopped thinking about you," he said. He reached for you, put his finger under your chin, and pulled your face up to look him in the eyes.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked in a whisper while keeping eye contact, your eyes glistened as you answered him with a nod. You both leaned forward and his soft lips met yours in a tender kiss. The kiss told you everything you needed to know. It was filled with affection and so much love.

"Promise me you won't leave again" he whispered when you pulled away from the kiss, your foreheads resting against each other.

"I won't leave you" you whispered back "I love you" you finally said, not afraid to let him know all your feelings. He gave you another kiss, this time it was hard, filled with all of the passion and emotions you felt towards each other.

He pulled away and looked at you with his beautiful sparkling blue eyes, "I couldn't stop loving you" he said, "I can't love another woman the same way I love you. I only have eyes for you" He continued speaking with affection.

You reached for his hand and held it, you smiled as he spoke and looked down at your tangled hands

"You're the only one I can see myself with when I'm gray and old, you're the only one I can see myself having kids with, You're the only one Y/N," he said passionately "You were and will always be the only one".

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Taglist: @heavyhitterheaux , @harlowsbby , @harlowcomehome , @middlechild404 , @neon-lights-and-glitter , @mortirolo , @hoodharlow , @nattinatalia , @itsyagirljaz

First time doing a fic that's based on a song hehe let me know what you think 🤭

[saltygilmores]

DANCE MARATHON EPISODE-PART 3

So I had seen this Charity Dance Marathon gimmick on an episode of the Golden Girls (an episode which aired in 1987) and I feel as if I’ve seen it on other shows as well. (fun fact I just learned this week: Gilmore Girls and Golden Girls both shared at least one writer). Were these ever real things or is this just a gimmick made up for sitcoms? Are there real people out there shaking their moneymakers til they drop? Who can actually dance for 24 hours with only minimal breaks? It seems incredibly uncomfortable. See also: Charity bachelor auctions (Seen this gimmick on The Golden Girls again, and The Simpsons). Stars Hollow could never auction off a date with a hunky bachelor because Miss Patty keeps all the eligible single men and teenage boys chained up in her basement. I may have to do some research on these phenomenons.

I already can't stop saying Shug and Shuggy and Shugar at random intervals after seeing Land of Bad yesterday, and Babette is not helping, lol. Maybe on a different timeline, she was Shug's Momma (actually...maybe I shouldn't wish that for dear Babette).

I just want to point out the sign in the background reading: "All students riding a school bus home after school must wait in the gym." Who is so far away they're taking a bus to school in Stars Hollow? Stars Hollow is like four feet long. Maybe there are so few teenagers in The Hollow they have to consolidate with other districts and bus in students from other towns, like seat fillers. Those poor kids, deprived of an education like that.

Everything reminds me of Captain John "Sugar/Shug" Sweet. Sookie informs Lorelai that under duress, she reluctantly agreed to her husband's "four in four" plan (four kids in four years, what is she, a dog?) and now she can't back out or have a conversation with him about it so she has no choice but to lay down and accept his sperm, lest she cause any conflict in their newlywed marriage where things are still bright and shiny and they enjoy sniffing each other in the morning, or something like that.

Tell that to Liz Danes.

That's rich and creamy coming from Ms. "I Almost Married Max Medina Without Discussing Where We Were Going to Live".

This is a janky medical operation we've got going on here. Medical examinations being performed next to open containers of food, no gloves being worn by medical personel or kitchen staff, and massage therapists walking around wearing tshirts saying "Masseuse" on them, because it's important to establish who you're getting massaged by. If it doesn't say Masseuse on the shirt, you might end up getting a rubdown from an unsanctioned random weirdo.

Alexis's is sneering like, "I'm here working 14 hours day in the Los Angeles heat in a heavy coat with a bunch of DORKS when I could be home boinking MY NEW BOYFRIEND MILIO VENTIMIGLIA and touching his BIG WANG! But maybe we can sneak in a quickie behind craft services later"

Mrs Kim is the real star of this episode.

Oh hey Mrs. Stanley Appleman.

Kinky.

If you keep drinking all that coffee, you're going to turn into a Coffee. Or probably have back to back heart attacks.

The clock is ticking to Shane's imminent demise. Hopefully her collapse from excessive blood loss won't get in the way of the other dancers, because Jess is going to butcher her behind the school without any witnesses. He is home sharpening his axe. #MurderOnTheDanceFloor #BetterNotKillTheGroove How the hell did they rustle up 156 couples/ 312 people for this thang anyway?

I love Luke in this episode :)

Pretty rich and creamy coming from you, Miss No Car, No Job, No Pet, One Friend, Butthead Boyfriend, Goes Home From College Every Weekend to Visit Mommy. Kirk has a thousand careers, he will eventually have a pet and a girlfriend, and what reason would you need a car in The Hollow? Except to escape it. Kirk easily has the most interesting life in The Hollow, save for Miss Patty, maybe (who has the most interesting past). He seems pretty content with his life. I love that there's a "security" guard back there. I guess he was sleeping on the job when Shane's cries of agony rang out into the cold Connecticut sky.

Says Miss Lonely Pathetic Existence Also Attending The Same Marathon With Lonely Pathetic Mother And Every Other Lonely Pathetic citizen of the entire town.

YAYYYYY.

If Lane doesn't stop causing so much friction in Hep Alien, she might be replaced with this guy. I'm sure he will get paid equally as much drumming for a group of teenagers as he's currently getting paid to drum for a small town twerk-till-you-drop charity event.

Remember when swing music had a brief resurgence in the late 90s? Those were the days, oh some days they were. But since time stands still in The Hollow, they're actually still on the 1930's wave. This is too much fun and so cute and whimsical and joyous and what a wonderful episode it is. Can't even snark too hard about the dancing. Lowering snark cannons.

They're going to go home and have unbelievable amounts of sex.

You know who else is going to go home after the DM and have an unbelievable amount of sex? I'm sorry. You came to The Thing, Dean! You did the bare minimum! You paid your girlfriend and her mother an uninspired compliment! For that Lorelai will stare at you like a hungry dog salivating over the last scrap of meat on a bone.

[bidisasterevankinard]

Inspiration Saturday 🎸🎙️🎧

Tagged by my love @honestlydarkprincess who started it with really amazing Natalia/Lucy post💙💙💙💙

I was waiting months to find idea for enemies to lovers and FINALLY

Meet mood board for enemies to lovers singers buddie au + snippet

context Buck's ex outed him to public when Buck wasn't even thinking about coming out as bi

Drowning in sadness and in the feeling that his whole life is going downhill, Buck hears the doorbell ring and despite all his desires to fuck off the one who came, he still goes to the door. 

Maybe it's Bobby who came to say that Buck ruined his second chance and he doesn't want to see him on their label anymore. Buck will understand. Doesn't mean it won't finish him off now.

After open the door all the desire to say fuck off only increases exponentially when he sees who is standing behind the door. Meeting with brown eyes Buck wants to disappear underground

“Great. Like I need more problems now.”

Call him an asshole; he doesn't have any forces to be kind to Eddie despite their truce.

Eddie only raises his hands up in sight of surrender. In one hand he had a bottle. He has his trademark grin on his lips, which Buck wants to erase with his fist. Or his cock.

“I came with peace. And whiskey," Eddie shakes the bottle.

He is silent for a second, obviously choosing his words, and then his grin subsides and Buck sees in his eyes regret and something that can be described as sympathy and concern. 

"I'm sorry, Buck. Sincerely sorry. No one should have to go through this. You had to come out on your own terms when you were ready,” big browns look him right in the soul and Buck feels like he has new portions of tear ready to come. 

He refuses to cry in front of Eddie, so he clenches his fists so that his nails leave marks.

“Yeah, well, it's not like that anymore. And my career may be over.”

“Maybe yes, maybe no. Some people will certainly send negative messages, but I'm sure many will support you. I've already seen tweets that aren't very flattering about your ex. He may think he's done something cool, but he's just an asshole. And I have a suggestion.”

The smirk is back in big plush lips.

“Which one?” Buck frowns.

“Another song. About him. Where you lay out everything you think about this asshole. I'll add some. I already have a sketch. I wrote it when I saw the news," Eddie takes his notebook from jacket. "That's why I came late. I wanted to give you some time to cool down.”

“Hate song? Seriously?” 

Buck could expect many things from Eddie: came here to have fun about the fact that Buck's career is over, to point out that Buck always went to destroy himself, hell, Buck admits that he could even have expected real sympathy from Eddie, but not an offer to write a song about his ex.

“And why not? I'm sure you want to kick his ass, but shaming him for the whole world by telling your story and recording a song seems to me a worthy "reward" for him.”

For a second Buck lets himself imagine it and can't deny that the idea of using their talents and humiliating this asshole seems pleasant to him.

Remembering that they are still on the doorsteps, he lets Eddie come in and leads him into the living room.

“Let's have a drink and I'll think about it”

song which is inspired this scene and au

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[chaifootsteps]

I just looked at all the new photos

Val with 2 guns-yep that script leak of him comparing them to dicks is probably true (also why is there a poster of himself with guns wtf??)

Vox in front of those TV screens-Jesus dude, my fucking eyes hurt looking at the clash of blue, white, and red

Charlie with drawings-Inside Every Demon is a Rainbow?? She gonna sing that or make a reference to it?

Angel and Husk singing-I don't know what it is, but Angel looks particularly off here.

"Vaggie"-I think her head looks too big/ she looks pretty off. I also had a headcanon she went to Hell because she murdered a r*pist or something. But she's a fallen angel now??? Can't wait to see this bullshit 💀 (also not sure if it's been pointed out but-*female angels named after women's genitals="Vaggie/Vagatha" 😐

Cherri-Why did they post her in her default pose? (Also I'm so sorry to Kendraws, fuck Viv for stealing her design from you)

Charlie/Rosie/Alastor-Where the fuck are your shadows??? This looks so fucking off and stilted?? (Same goes for that shot of Charlie in front of the bar)

Charlie/Alastor-God this should awaken something in me but it doesn't. This shot looks so bad dude. His face/mouth looks so off.

Carmella Carmine and two demons-This shot probably looks the fucking worst. Jesus, just look at how weird this looks.

Angel Dust on the bed-Wtf is this blank expression?? What did they do to you, Angel?? Also him sitting and flipping someone off-thats a weird shot too. I can't explain it but he just looks fucking weird.

Vaggie/Charlie pointing at her-their heads looks so fucking weird dude. Especially Vaggie's. Looks too weird.

Charlie/Lucifer-others are saying this too, but he looks (and sounds) like Charlie's older brother and not her father. Also... too much red. Why is he coated in fucking red???

The only shots I like?

Sir Pen, Vaggie hanging off the boat, Alastor w/horns/talking at his radio station, Niffty, the shot of the whole gang, Angel next to Niffty (his facial expression looks good here).

Dude... what the fuck is this. 4+ years of this?? I hope fans come to their senses and realize that these Same Face Syndrome Characters, overabundance of reds/pinks/whites, nauseating colors and camera work, animation errors, and garbage writing (based off script leaks) were not worth it, and all the money they spend on Amazon or merch, is not fucking worth it.

Guaranteed Viv spent most of the money on her precious Broadway actors to skimp on the animation (probably paid out of her own pocket too) THE THING SHE CLAIMS TO CARE AND LOVE THE MOST ABOUT.

Ashley, Michael, and everyone else, you guys dodged a massive bullet. I can't wait for this soulless train wreck to get mocked mercilessly online and Viv throws the biggest fit of her life, ruining her career.

https://www.yahoo.com/entertainment/hazbin-hotel-first-look-images-225924646.html?guccounter=1&guce_referrer=aHR0cHM6Ly93d3cuZ29vZ2xlLmNvbS8&guce_referrer_sig=AQAAAHIjNqT0Jl_o-7-J3SHfddhr6J3nY3tqTd0ZdFImOs5jWYkh8qBlletTxbblu_dCrlewlryngDHkWqH33Cjhfx2Y7jGg_o2zb7cLstBTafmLx9rQxYQjcZC7FzDiwcFdZTA5VtQXeiCuOFtqohyXx6_0LcwqBQMDFwpPW5qC8scX

That moment can't come soon enough.

[just-my-type-x]

I want to write something with Brad these upcoming days because i miss writing and also i miss him, so if u have any ideas, drop them in my inbox (would love some smut too)

I would love to combine the ideas for an imagine// you work for the vamps and the reader and Brad start to notice they’re falling for each other

Most Feels Aren't Temporary

Based on these requests and on the songs Temporary by 6lack and Right Now by The Vamps

It's not an unknown fact for the Vamps team that Brad and I dated in my high school years. Even tho his career was taking off at that moment, we knew how to manage our relationship and we knew how to make the most of it. We decided to end our relationship in my first year of uni, when i was 19, the lack of interaction being too much for both of us. No more birthday show ups, no more show ups in important moments of each other's lives. He missed my graduation, i missed their biggest festival they played because of exams. It's safe to say we knew we were the right people at the wrong time, which broke both of our hearts to admit, but it was for the better.

But in life there are no coincidences. After i finished college, i met with the impediment of not knowing what path to take in life, i had no idea what job i wanted, i had no idea what was right for me anymore. I kept talking to Kirstie even after Brad and I parter ways, thing that helped me keep in touch with the band also and i couldn't be happier to see that we worked on our misunderstandings. Later the same year i finished college, Joe offered me a job as a PR assistant, as he didn't want to make the job public and he knew i could handle the boys in the best way.

It's been 5 years and I've upgraded from assistant to manager, but I'm glad i don't get crashed by the boys doing stupid stuff that goes out to the fans. Well maybe once or twice a month, but nothing outrageous.

"Hey", Brad smiles at me as he enters my office

"Hey", i lay back on my desk chair and look at his sleepy face

"Did you sleep in here last night?", he laughs as he checks the clock on my desk. It's barely 8 in the morning

"No, smart pants, i got in here earlier because i needed to get a report done for Joe. I can't work on reports on the road because i get sick", i close my laptop and pick up my documents, Brad helping with placing the chair close to my desk

"I know", he offers me a quick smile before yawning. "I didn't know why i couldn't pick you up from your home. When Joe told me you're here, i almost told him to give you days off just because", he motions to his head and mimics and explosion. I laugh at his words and i push the exit door with my shoulder.

"You didn't have to pick me up, i could drive myself to the airport.", i sigh when i drop everything in the backseat of the car, almost bumping into Brad as he comes by my side to help me with my stuff.

"No, put it like this please, at the first sudden break, this goes to shit", he rambles as he keeps repositioning my laptop and my bag in a way to keep them in place.

"But if you put them like this, if you hit the breaks all of a sudden, by backpack is going to get the laptop to shit", i roll my eyes as i reposition my things as well, but Brad's hands take mine away. It's the first time i realise how close we are, our shoulders and arms touching each other, our faces mere centimeters apart. His hands hold mine for a little while, as we take in each other's features. His dark chocolate eyes trace my face, piercing through my own and making me hold my breath. I watch his mouth slightly smiling, causing me to blush and smile back. His pink lips make me reminisce on the old days, a quick memory of us on a date coming to my mind.

We were on the rooftop of a skyscraper right outside of London, where the light pollution isn't as big as in other parts of the city. We were cuddled up, I was resting my head on his chest, while his arms were wrapped around me. As the night went on, the meteor shower we were waiting for finally took place. Tired and pretty cold, we both got up and watched millions of rocks light up small portions of the sky. I wasn't paying attention to Brad at all anymore, but he cupped my face and kissed me hard, like I'd runaway if he backed away. The kiss grew to be a passionate one, leaving us breathless and needy for more.

"I want this kind of show when i propose to you", he said, surprised by his own words

"What if it takes another 50 years?", i laugh, never looking away from his eyes, that were more sparkling than any falling star or meteor shower.

"That, i did not think through. Are they so rare?", we both bursted out laughing and continued to watch the sky light up every now and then.

His smirk grows wider as my stare is still on his lips.

"Thinking about something naughty?", Brad tries to joke, but he clears his throat right after. I just nod and take my hands away.

I take a deep breath, careful not to show any more emotion than the one i definitely did. "If i tell you what i was thinking about, you wouldn't be able to drive straight", i wink at him and take a seat in the passenger seat.

"Uh", he stops in his tracks and can't say anything else, so he just shakes his head laughing and getting behind the wheel.

The drive to the airport is silent and i can't ignore the past few months of me working with The Vamps, especially with Brad. 5 years ago, when i started, it was so easy to be around him, but i also blame it on the fact that i was so focused on my job and pleasing everyone, that i was basically unapproachable. Joe took me to the side and told me that I'm slowly becoming an workaholic and that i should also take some free time, have fun with the band while I'm at it.

I slowly grew out of my fear of Brad and i not getting along, but he was the one to actually show and help me that our past will not define our friendship then or in the foreseeable future. However, the past few weeks had been different. When i get to the studio with the boys, I'm welcomed by a cup of my favourite coffee and a curly head that's all smiley and in a good mood, only to miss out on a few days of accompanying them and Tris, James or Con to say how Brad was a menace because he didn't agree on anything with them. Being the overthinker that i am, i started to ask myself why he would act like that, only because I'm not there.

Slowly, Brad's gestures towards me made the usual butterflies that i feel in the pit of my stomach every time i see him go even wilder, which wasn't exactly what i wanted. If it didn't work out the first time, it doesn't work the second time either, right?

"Ready for Norway?", James asks as he pulls me in a hug.

"I'm always ready for travelling", i smile as wide as possible, my excitement making everyone laugh. "And i love Norway a lot, i missed visiting it", i look towards Brad who winks at me.

"Oh, you've been there before?", Kirstie's excited tone of voice leaves a bittersweet taste in my soul as i can't match her excitement on this one.

"We went there for our 3 year anniversary. After our european tour.", Brad answers before i get the chance and i look down at my Nikes

"As you can see it's been ages since my last visit so I'm definitely looking forward to getting there", i try to make light of the situation, an unsettling feeling fixing in my chest. Why am i affected by something that happened 8 years prior to this moment? Wasn't i ok with the situation?

***

The cold air hits us as we get out of the airport. Strong wind almost lifts us off the ground as we're trying to find our 2 cars to get us to the small cottage we rented.

"This is definitely not how i remember it", i say as i grab onto the hood on my head for dear life. I earn a few laughs from Tristan and Kirstie and i almost trip over my own luggage when the wind pushes it my way.

After a 40 minute drive, we get to our cottage and unpack for the week. Festivals and vacations are an amazing deal,especially when you actually love the people you work with.

As I'm also taking the wheel and replace both Joe and Evie, i talk through with The Vamps the plans for the festival, the hour when they'll start playing and additional meetings i worked on with the Norwegian press.

"Sounds lovely, great job", Con congratulates me and we fist bump as i put the paper with the information aside. "Anyone hungry?", i ask as i check the time to see it's close to 5PM. We all get to cooking, each of us having a certain assignment. As i run out of things to do for the first course, i end up deciding to bake cupcakes so i wouldn't just stare at everyone else doing something.

"Can you make my faves?", Brad's voice comes from behind me, one of his hands resting on my hip as i measure the flour. I feel my heart drop to the floor at his request, but nod and give him a smile. He rushes to the fridge to give me 2 bananas and a bowl of strawberries and i put them away for later.

As we're waiting for the cupcakes to bake, we end up finishing our food and we starts playing games.

"Ok ok, my turn", Tris almost yells to be heard through the wave of laughter. "I once left the store without paying for my stuff. I broke into my neighbour's property to get my ball from their yard. One of my ex's dad almost beat me up because he caught me with his daughter"

"Ohhh this is tough!", Kirstie hits the table lightly with her palms. "I honestly believe they're all true"

"Everything he said can be done by him", i agree with her and Tris rolls his eyes at us.

"Well thank you", he sarcastically says and we laugh at him

"We've known him for a lifetime and i still have second thoughts on this", James rubs his chin.

"Ok, i got it i got it", i say and look Tris in the eyes. "You got beat up, BECAUSE", i put a lot of emphasis on the word because everyone gets loud and laughs. "If you were dating her at that point in life where you were stealing from damn shops, her dad found out and grounded her. So i could only see you climbing up through her window like a lil Romeo and Juliet type of moment", i take a moment to let everyone calm down from my little story and i carry on. "AND, the next day when you were mad you got beat up by her dad, you went out to play football and your ball ended up on your neighbour's property. So all of them are true, you cheated Tris! You needed a lie", i pinch him slightly as he throws his head back laughing.

"What? They're true?", Brad laughs as Tris nods at the chaotic stories.

"But I'm not done because if all of those are true, I'm gonna say that the neighbour you trespassed into the garden was your girlfriend. And you snuck in there because if you would've knocked on the door or called, you'd get jn trouble again.", i finish my story and take a sip of my beer

"I hate you", he jokes as he throws a napkin in my face. I get interrupted by the oven bipping. I go over to the kitchen to get the cupcakes out. I feel Brad's gaze linger as i disappear behind the wall.

"Don't you have a picture or something to stare at? You're getting creepy", Con jokes and Brad flips him off.

"Shut up", a light pink creeps on his cheekbones.

"What's up with you lately?"

"What do you mean?", Brad shifts in his chair

"The sudden urges to follow y/n around, the request of her to make the cupcakes your favourite kind and i saw your hand on her hip.", Con eats a chip.

"And don't forget about his behaviour when she's not around. All moody and shit", James pops a grape in his mouth.

Brad sighs and shakes his head, looking at nothing on the table. "I'm fucked, that's what's going on. I feel like i messed everything up years ago when we broke up. I know i could've done better and could've saved our relationship but i didn't, because i was selfish at some point. I was too tired and i lied to her that i can't make it to her graduation because we were in another city. Initially, i wanted to surprise her and i didn't tell her we're gonna get back earlier. But when we actually did, i couldn't find the will in me to get up early again and leave. She shrugged everything off and didn't mind that i wasn't there, i think she lied, but it made me feel better. Then our schedule didn't match at all but i never told her to come with us at different shows. She offered to take online classes for a semester, i told her not to bother. She found out about these things after we broke up, it's safe to say she didn't speak to me a while.", he scoffs as he continues, everyone listening closely." And we're getting just fine now but i see the smile on her face every time she shows up to work and i know it's because we all maks her happy because she's here with her friends, but i can't say I'm not selfish, again, and i don't wish for that smile to be, at least once, just for me, because she feels the same as i do about her. "

"And what exactly do you feel?", James raises an eyebrow, almost a mischievous smile creeping in.

"I want her back. I want to try again with her, this is what second chances are for, right? To make things better and to prove that I'll turn the wrongs into rights. Even in her college years, it was so hard to see her hanging out with all these people, but i pushed whatever feeling away because i couldn't take her back and treat her the same way as before. To make things worse, lately i get all these flashbacks from when we were together and if i don't act soon, the memories will end up wrecking me.", he taps nervously on the table as everyone's silent after his confession.

"Ok, they're ready and delicious, but they're hot so be careful. Especially you, Tris.", i say as i come back with two plates full of cupcakes.

"What's that supposed to mean?", a fake hurt squeal comes from him

"Because you want to devour whatever is in front of you", we laugh and he agrees.

"I would've had a very naughty answer for you but i can't do this to someone at the table", he laughs and looks at Brad, who's nervously rubbing his chin.

"Oh by all means, i wanna know what you're capable of. Alice asked me about you, i wanna see if you're worthy of her time", i rest one hand on my hip and watch his eyes sparkle with interest.

"I would've said that if i wanted to devour everything that's in front of me, my dessert would've been you, not the cupcakes", be shoots me an innocent smile as i laugh and blush at his statement. We all laugh and i take a seat back next to Connor.

"You're a dead man", Brad says smiling and we giggle a little more before digging into our sweets.

***

Hours later I'm left alone with Brad in the big living room. I stretch myself when i get up off the couch and i yawn.

"No, don't go", Brad whispers as sleepy as me, as he grabs my hand and pulls me in front of him, looking up in my eyes.

"It's late, Bradley, let's go to sleep", i offer to pull him off the couch but he stays put. Instead, he pulls a bit more by my arms and i end up sitting on his lap, my legs on his side, as my hand are glued to his chest. I take in his scent and i close my eyes to take in the moment and the feeling of him.

"Can i sleep with you? Please? It's been so long since", he brushes his nose on mine and i hold my breath because of how intimate this moment is. "I miss you. And this", he puts a hand over my hands, "isn't enough for me. I miss your touches that are more than just mistakes because we want to grab the same thing, i miss your smiles that are just for me, not for everyone else in the room", he stops, cupping my cheek with his hand, making me look into his eyes. His thumb brushes over my lips, lingering on the bottom one and tracing its shape slowly. "And these lips, y/n you don't understand how desperate I am without them"

With no mind of my own, i press my lips on his, taking him by surprise, almost pulling away at my sudden action. He kisses me back, holding me by the back of my neck, while one of hands runs through his curls. He traces my lip with his tongue and i part my lips to let his tongue slide in. We bite on our lips, suck and taste each other and he helps me change positions to straddle him, his hands not going lower than the small of my back, earning a soft, annoyed moan. He chuckles at my reaction and pulls away. He kisses me one more time and i climb down from him. Confused, he raises a brow.

"Bradley, this won't work."

"It will, because I'm 100% ready to start again with you. The break up was mostly my fault, but i can assure you that my feelings for you weren't temporary. And I'm sure i wasn't supposed to feel this way in case my feelings were long gone", he confesses and i rub my forehead

"What are you feeling?"

"Love. I feel like i love you still, like we never broke up and like we are mature enough to face the reality. I never got over you and i don't know if it's because you work for us, but I'm sure i wouldn't had been able to move on from you ever. Give me one more chance to prove to you how much you mean to me. We don't have to do everything right just yet, but we're right now, in this moment and if i lose you, I'm afraid I'll never get you back. I can't let you slip away. ", his handa cup my face again and i cup his, brushing by thumbs over his cheekbones.

"Ok, and i promise to always be by your side ans support you more than i ever did in the past. I know i also did some wrong things, which i will always regret. I know you're right for me and as most people are temporary, i know we're not temporary for each other. ", i close the gap between us, as my lips glue to his, the familiar feeling of the shape of his mouth seems to have never disappeared in the first place.

[rjmartin11]

Earth Angel, Heavenly Boy

Pairing: Angel!Elvis & OC!black!female

Summary: After a nearly fatal car accident, a mysterious man saved the life of a young woman who believes the young man is more than what he seems.

Word Count:???

Warnings: Car accident

Author's Notes: Okay, okay, maybe I'm officially off from retirement. I don't know. This story just hit me, no pun intended. I just felt I had to put it down.

If you enjoy this chapter and want more, like, repost, comment, and follow. If enough people like it, I'll make another chapter.

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"For He shall give his angels charge over you to keep you in all thy ways." Psalms 91:11 (Bible)

After a long day at the office, all Noel wanted to do was go home, prop her feet up, and drink some wine. She was supposed to leave at five o'clock, yet Noel finds herself leaving the desk at six thirty. By the time she gets home, there will be no cooking. She can get by on just a glass of wine and a snack.

The ground was saturated with the rain from the last hour, but Noel didn't care. She was ready for that shower. The glass of wine. Her recliner. Her mystery book or mystery show. Whatever came first, she'd take it.

Driving home in the dark is never ideal, but here she is. Noel decides to play the radio to lift her spirits. She doesn't like driving when it rains, and she despises driving in the dark.

As she turns up the radio, a car swerves into her lane. Panicked, Noel tries to move out of the way of the car. This causes the car to hydroplane on the wet road. Noel tries to regain control of her vehicle, but the other car hits the backside of her car, causing her to flip over. The other car spins out of control, running into a tree.

Noel screams as her car flips and lands on its top. She wore her seatbelt, but the top half of her body's positioned out of the driver's window. She has cuts on her hands, arms, and face. Her legs are concealed under wheel. She can barely breathe.

"God... please... help," she breathes into the air with tears coming down her face.

She believes she hears footsteps, but she goes completely limp from the pain.

At the moment, her silent prayer to God has been answered. Angels, unseen to human eyes, surround the scene. Real angels with magnificent wings and a heavenly glow.

One angel in particular goes to Noel's aid. Honestly, he's not supposed to help her out of the car. His job is to watch her to make sure no more harm comes to her as they wait for the paramedics to arrive. His other job is to whisper positive thoughts of encouragement in her ear as they wait, and if her body is too damaged from the collision where her soul can't remain, he's supposed to signal the angel of death. Yet, her angel can't.

Noel's body has internal bleeding, three different vertebrae are fractured, and her right wrist and left leg are broken. She's a candidate for a new life. A new life with wings or the ethics rest, the angel can't bring himself to report this.

Angels also have a gift to see the soul of each and every human being. He sees that kind, generous soul Noel has within her. She puts others in front of herself in her career and in everyday life. She was in an abusive relationship, which removed herself from a year and a half ago. It didn't change her soul and destroy her character. It only made her stronger. Noel was loved and respected. She'd be missed.

The angel gently pulled Noel's lifeless body out of the car with ease. Placing her gently in his arms, he wraps his wings around her. Her breathing is shallow. Her pulse is weak. As he hears her heartbeat fade in and out, he knows Noel won't make it to the hospital. He sees all laid out before him. The ambulance gets to her, places her on the gurney, and she dies on her way to the hospital.

"No," he says, looking at Noel's cut face. "This can't be how it ends for you."

"Elvis!" Calls out the angel in charge. How is she!"

"Yes, Gabriel!" Elvis shouts back. "She'll live."

A single teardrop trickles down his cheek at the sight of Noel. Elvis has been around the world and has seen many beautiful women. Yet something about Noel captures him. He can't stop what should be, but for Noel, he'll risk the wrath of the Lord.

In the distance, he hears the sirens wail. He looks upon once more.

"Noel Pierce. You are a light in this world. And you will live," Elvis says, as he places the kiss of life on her lips.

This kiss is so powerful that it heals each and every part of her body. It mends all her veins and blood vessels that caused the internal bleeding. Her bones snap safely and securely into their places. Her cuts vanish, and her heart beats stronger than before.

Elvis slow moves away from Noel, giving her air to breath once more. Her vision is weak, but she opens her eyes enough to see a blurred image of her rescuer. All she captures is the blue hue of his eyes.

Elvis places his fingers over her face and says, "Rest now until the medics come. You've seen enough for one night."

Noel obeys, and her eyes fall closed. Elvis rises from the ground to join the fleet of angels to fly off to the next mission.

"Miss? Miss? Can you hear me???"

Noel opens her eyes as the medic examines her eyes. She looks around and bewilderment.

"W-what? My car..." She says.

"Miss, what's your name?" He asks.

"I'm Noel. Noel Pierce."

"What happened?"

"I'm not too sure," Noel says. "It happened so fast. The other car came in my lane and swerved. I swear the car flipped over."

"The blue car?" The medic asked.

"Yes." Noel pauses and looks around. "Where is he?"

"Who?"

"The guy that pulled me out of the car?"

"No one was here when we arrived on the scene."

Noel looks up at the medic. Her face goes numb, and her heart sinks to the pit of her stomach. He was there. Someone was there. There's no way she could have imagined that.

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[foxes-that-run]

Falling

Falling depicts depression so well. I love it so much, this performance, the music video, his voice, everything. It breaks my Haylor heart but I love it.

While Fine Line is the decision point to step over the line of friendship, Falling is the aftermath of doing so. It is 'chase 2 girls loose the 1'. Cruel Summer was written in the same period with a similar meaning.

To me, the narrative order would be: Sunflower Vol 6 / DBTC/ Golden > Fine Line > Cherry > Falling (& Cruel Summer) > To be so Lonely (& Afterglow). The Fine Line album order is more hopeful though.

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm in my bed And you're not here And there's no one to blame but the drink in my wandering hands Forget what I said It's not what I meant And I can't take it back, I can't unpack the baggage you left

I love the imagery in the opening verse, it's a clear reference to a similar time in From the Dining Table, but more mature. Like FTDT, it’s about Harry and his own self-reflection and regret.

Taylor has also referenced baggage in Renegade for Big Red Machine "Get your shit together / So I can love you? (carry your baggage up my street / And make me your future history)"

[Chorus] What am I now? What am I now? What if I'm someone I don't want around? I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm fallin' What if I'm down? What if I'm out? What if I'm someone you won't talk about? I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm fallin'

To Zane Lowe Harry said he wrote it in a towel in "20" minutes. When talking about Cherry Harry said he could see him becoming someone he didn't want to be. Falling is such a vulnerable song. Harry said the highs and lows of writing Fine Line were the highest and lowest of his life. He was certainly really feeling his emotions during the Live on Tour shows that year and spoke about therapy in interviews about them.

"What if I'm someone you won't talk about" hits me, this sounds like TS, she doesn't talk about him, but they constantly sing about each other. I think there have been times this relationship has been just as muses, rather than actual partners. When I hear this line I think he is scared of losing that because they were the later.

[Verse 2] You said you cared, and you missed me too And I'm well aware I write too many songs about you And the coffee's out at the Beachwood Cafe And it kills me 'cause I know we've run out of things we can say

The 'too many songs about you' line is clearly directed to TS. In Little Freak, later that year, he said "Somehow, you've become some paranoia", HS was asked about TS constantly for years, they hid any interaction then both wrote most of Lover and Fine Line about each other. I think they were struggling with more mature lives, careers and how each other fits in.

The coffee is out at the Beachwood Cafe is a way to say the happy life once shared is now depleted and gone. Taylor also likens the end of a relationship to a drought in Clean, where she "The drought was the very worst / When the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst". Clean goes on to have imagery of rain pouring in which the Falling music video uses.

'And kills me because we've run out of things to say' reminds me of the theme of not communicating and line in Two Ghosts "Tongue-tied like we've never known / Telling those stories we already told/ 'Cause we don't say what we really mean"

[Bridge] And I get the feeling that you'll never need me again

The heart breaking bridge is a deep fear that his muse will never need him again because they are were in a long term relationship.

While in Cherry Harry has a begrudging, somewhat petty acceptance that CR had moved on. His relationship with TS is more complicated, even apart they sing of being fated so it's temporary, Falling is the fear of when it is not:

OOTW " We were built to fall apart/ Then fall back together (back together)

HYGTG "Broke your heart, I'll put it back together / I would wait for ever and ever (I want you for ever and ever)"

Suburban Legends " When you told me we'd get back together / And you kissed me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever"

Someday (Michael Buble) "We could be in love once more / Till then I won't give my love away / Darling, I'm forever only yours"

Golden "Hold it, focus, hoping / Take me back to the light / I know you were way too bright for me/ I'm hopeless, broken / So you wait for me in the sky"

There is a list of 20 songs here.

Falling and Clean are similar in that they actually consider an end. NTWDT does too, but it's more mad than resigned as in Clean and Falling.

Which is why Cardigan and it's music video is a response to Falling.

[accio-victuuri]

LRLG CPN : 1/23/2023 Contribution 🎉

The first piece for this year, just in time for the lunar new year celebration. as with all the other lrlg, this may be hard to understand because it’s only random incidents. most of these are speculations from our part, and it’s really just nice to read as a turtle. true or not. it’s all cpn anyway.

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It starts with a conversation between the boys and staff, with GG saying the others got there earlier. the more important bits tho are the following pieces:

"Those few are doing publicity in the company and summarizing at the end of the year"

"It's only been a week since the entire outline, and the content hasn't been filled in yet. Don't you worry?"

"Then I guess your summary this year is another set of templates."

GG: "Well, just pay attention to the wording"

GG: "Movies and TV dramas still need to be separated. Last year, all of them were waiting to be broadcast. Wait for me to talk to him in private” (announcement of working overtime in the company)

WYB: (still out of the situation) What did you say?

GG: It’s useless to tell you

This could be pertaining to yibo-official’s year end post which had a round up of all Bobo’s works. I love this cause it shows how they talk about career related things — even the simple stuff can come up in conversation. and it’s not like we need any more example of how their studios work together. it’s one of the strongest cpns out there, the similarities in their studios’ content.

Plus I like how one of GG’s love language to Yibo is consulting on things like that for him. It’s not because Bobo doesn’t care, but he does not have that sense of being hands-on like GG. ( Bobo is a perfectionist in his acting/dancing/singing but not so much with his social media presence — he doesn’t even post much. that’s what his team is for, to do the social media side for him ) It’s the artist in him ( GG ) and his knowledge in visual media / branding etc that probably makes him more attuned in what is out there representing him and Yibo. He cares so much about every detail when it comes to Bobo, everything will be perfect and up to standard as long as he has a say on it.

Then there is a whole conversation again between them and their staff. It’s pretty chill and feels like the usual atmosphere when both of the employees come together. Turtles really went back to 2018 with this exchange tho :

WYB: "Nonsense, how many noodles can you eat?"

GG: 👊

WYB: "If you can't say it, just hit it"

GG: 👊👊👊

WYB: “Maybe you can eat two extra sticks after eating noodles”

Staff : "Is this the level we talk about?"

GG: "He's idle"

WYB: "Drink the soup when it is salty"

GG: 😒

Bobo is still coaxing GG to eat more!!!! 😂

The next 2 paragraphs of text are all in GREEN, which means it is all Yibo. Lol. Does he really talk that loudly on the phone? Or maybe this contributor sits close to Bobo. Anyway, read along and see how sweet he is. He really checks up on ZZ and look at that bit about his mom wanting ZZ to come back. and he cooks noodles now? he is bored when he’s not with ZZ? I cannot with them.

( thinking of this cute bobo while reading 🥺🥺🥺 )

"Didn't you go to bed early last night?"

"Then what's going on here?"

"I asked Miss X to buy it and send it to you"

"The humidifiers will arrive tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and there are two”

"When are you coming back"

"xx asked when you will come back for dinner"

"If you don't come back, I have to go by myself. It's boring."

"I have a companion, I won't go by myself"

"Not sure when you will come back

"I'll cook noodles for you"

“Get out of the car and eat noodles”

"Mom said you come back and let me cook noodles for you"

Then you have an exchange where Mister Wang is buying strawberries. 🍓🍓🍓 Look at him making everyone feel like they have to have a higher standard when it comes to romance. Wherever he goes, he thinks of what he can get the love of his life. He really spoils him.

WYB (eating strawberries): very sweet

Staff C: You get what you pay for

WYB: Then buy six boxes (give it to him) and send it away

Staff A: You are more sour than strawberries

WYB: If you want something sweet, ask your partner to buy it for you

Staff A: Do you think all men in the world are the same (like him)? Can you still think about giving your daughter-in-law a taste of strawberry sweetness before buying it? Totally impossible.

Worker C: (my wife) She doesn’t eat it, she said it’s just right to eat in summer, but it’s too cold in winter

Staff C (awakened by Mr. Wang, the master of love): Then I will also buy two boxes for (my wife) and send them back.

WYB : Whatever you want to eat, you can follow Brother X (staff C) and come back together

Staff member C: I’m afraid I’ll move the store to you,

WYB : See if there’s any little tomatoes .

Staff member B: I’ve gone to take photos and send them to the group Here, see what else you want.

The last bit is the two of them bickering like an old married couple even if the subject is work. which is their default. you are both so lucky to have each other. ♥️💚

WYB: "Here I want red"

GG: "Green attracts money, wyb"

WYB: "You and I won't be because I am making money"

GG: "What do you mean me and you, what do you mean me and you"

WYB: "Then you asked me to follow you because I am making money?"

GG: "Look at how shameless he is"

GG: "You think you're a lucky cat"

WYB: "Lucky Bull"

GG: "Lucky Dog and Lucky Cow"

GG: "Should I say it or not, you are really lucky"

WYB: "Here you go"

GG: "It's awesome"

WYB: "Ah"

GG: "You better be

WYB: "☺️"

AND THAT’S IT! 🤍

Note: If I “missed” something that jumped out for you in this LRLG post then feel free to reply or reblog and add your thoughts. I don’t purposely leave out certain things, I just add ones that were interesting for me. I say this many many times but it’s impossible to catalogue every single thing that comes out of the fandom. I make posts so I can archive it myself, it’s for my personal use.