#seriously just watch one interview with just him and you'll see it

[thinkwosolife23]

I'm here now, Leah Williamson

Your whole life was revolved around the world of football. Whilst you weren't a footballer yourself, your brother and wife were. You couldn't escape it. If you weren't his sister, you were her wife.

Before you got married to your wife; you were a Grealish, meaning that your brother was Jack. You and Jack were really close with each other, despite living 4 hours apart. Being so close with Jack meant that you were also really close with his girlfriend. Sasha had been in your life since you were about 12. As well as being one of your closest friends, she was like an older sister to you.

Jack was actually the one to introduce you and your wife to each other. Your wife being none other than the Lionesses Captain, Leah Williamson. Leah and you had met when you were just 18.

6 years on: you had got married just over a year ago, you had a little boy together. Jayden, who was nearly 4, you also were currently 7 months pregnant with a little girl.

Before you got married, your's and Leah's relationship was next to perfect. Despite the both of you being quite fiery characters: nothing more than little disagreements happened, you rarely said a cross word to each other.

However, since the wedding, it was a completely different story. Arguements happening way too often, that was something you never wanted your son to see or hear.

Growing up, you had seen Jack go through both the best parts and the difficulties of football. So, you understood the struggle and the benefits within Leah's Job. You had seen how much it had affected her when she tore her ACL, causing her to miss out on a World Cup.

As her wife, you wanted nothing more than to be there for her, support and comfort her.

But that didn't happen.

Ever since her injury, she became more withdrawn from your shared home. Part of you thought that she might cherish the time she had off, using it to spend time with you and Jayden. But no: if she wasn't giving a talk across the world, she was doing a book signing or an interview, or she was going out at night partying with Alex.

And tonight was just another one of them nights.

You were sat on the sofa with Jayden, listening to him babble away abou the TV show he was watching, when Leah came down the stairs: all dressed up and ready to go.

"Alex is waiting outside, i'm gonna go." Leah said as she made her way through to your shared kitchen.

You made sure that Jayden was alright on the sofa before getting up as quickly as you could. A pain shot through your stomach as you stood up; causing you to clutch onto your bump.

"Your going out again?" You asked Leah as you cautiously made your way through to the kitchen.

"Yeah, me and Alex have an event. I could've sworn that I told you." She replied, not even looking in your direction.

"God Leah, I can barely keep up with all your events. Your out all the time."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Her voice raising, her eyes finally meeting yours.

"You have a family, Leah. We barely see you anymore."

"Jayden misses you, I miss you." You continued, your voice softening at the admission.

"I can't do this now, Y/N."

"You never can do this." Another pain shot through your stomach, causing you to groan out in pain before grabbing ahold of the kitchen side.

"Seriously! That's the card you pull out not. Your pathetic!" Leah's voice loud and harsh, each word cutting straight through you.

"Just leave, Leah! You'll be lucky if you have a wife and a son to come home to."

And with that, Leah stormed out of the front door. Slamming the door as she did.

By now you were fully crying. You sat down on one of your dining room chairs, resting your head in your hands.

You weren't sat there for long before you had little footsteps running towards you. Little hands trying to pull your hands from your face.

"Mama okay?" Jayden's quiet voice asked you.

"I'm okay baby." You soon re-assured him, pulling him up to sit on your lap.

"Mummy shout at you."

"Me and Mummy just had a little fallout, that's all."

"Mummy shout at me." His voice soft, appearing a little fearful.

"No! Definatly not. Mummy loves you so much, she would never shout at you, Jay."

As soon as you finished your sentence, another pain shot through your stomach causing your stomach to become rock hard. Jayden's face screwed up in confusion as you groaned out in pain.

"Mama, the floor got a puddle." He told you quietly, looking at the groand.

Fuck! This can't be happening. Not now. It's too early, surely?

"Jay, can you go get Mama's phone, its on the sofa." You said, as you placed him down on the ground.

His little legs running off towards the livingroom in a hurry. If you weren't in so much pain, then you would've laughed at the endearing sight.

He came running back to you, with your phone in hand. He gently gave you your phone before sitting on the chair next to you, watching you intently.

You quickly unlocked your phone and rang Leah's number. The call soon ran out with no answer from her.

"C'mon Leah, please just answer." You muttered quietly, before trying her number again.

No answer.

The pain you were in was becoming increasingly intense by the minute.

You quickly gave up on Leah answering the phone. So, you rang the only other person you would want in a situation like this. The only other person that could keep you calm like Leah could.

Jack and Sasha were in London, luckily for you, due to the fact that earlier in the day Man City played Arsenal at the Emirates.

"Jack?" You asked hopefully, but you could still hear the panic in your voice.

"Sis, woah! What's wrong?"

"Jack, I think i'm in labour."

"What? You can't be, it's way too early." He somehow stayed calm, despite your paniced voice. But he himself, couldn't tell you that he wasn't worried about you and his future neice.

"I'm telling you this baby is coming."

You knew that it was way too early for you to be having your little girl. Your whole body way becoming worked up, all you were doing was dreading the possibillities. Your mind jumping to the worst.

"Y/n, where's Jayden. And where's Leah!" You knew he would be angry at Leah for leaving you, especially in the state you were in.

"Jay's at home, with me. And Leah, well she's gone out with Alex. We had an arguement and she's not answering my calls."

The pain that you were now in was bringing tears to your eyes, adding more distress to your voice.

"Right, okay. Just keep calm for me, Y/N. Me and Jack have just left. We're on the way, we'll only be 10 minutes, Okay." It was now Sasha's voice at the other end of the phone.

"Sasha, it hurts so much."

"I know it does, babe. But your so strong and brave. It's all going to be alright. Your both going to be okay."

10 minutes later…

Your head shot up at the sound of the door being unlocked. Some part of you wished that it was Leah would be the one walking through the door. But you still felt so much relief when Jack and Sasha came in the door.

"Uncle Jack!" Jayden quickly jumped down off the chair, running towards Jack.

"Hi, little man." Jack soon picked him up, placing a kiss on his forehead before resting him on his hip.

"Oh Babe. C'mon, let's get you to the hospital." Sasha wrapped her arms around you, only letting go to try and find your hospital bag.

After finding your hospital bag, Sasha took Jayden from Jack so that he could help you. Jack soon came towards you, trying to help you up and get you too the car.

"Jack, i'm so scared." You told him truthfully as the tears came flooding from your face.

Your hands clutched onto his t-shire, using it to keep you on your feet.

"I know you are. But everything will be okay. You've got me and Sasha and little man over there." He re-eassured you before slowly helping to the car.

Jack got you in the backseat of the car as there was more space. Sasha sat next to you in the back, you quickly using her shoulder to rest your head on as she ran her fingers through your hair - trying to calm you down.

You didn't even notice that Jack had grabbed Jayden's carseat from your car. He placed it in the passenger seat before placing Jayden in it, making sure he was all strapped in.

It didn't take you long to get to the hospital. Jack was driving quite quickly but also making sure that he was careful to cause you any more pain.

Despite your contractions becoming stronger on the way, you tried to ring Leah again. No answer again. However, you tried to ring Alex. To your suprise, she answered.

"Y/N?" You could barely hear Alex, due to all the background noise. Also, the pain made it hard for you to concentrate.

Sasha saw this and quickly took your phone out of your hands before placing it on loud speaker so you could hear her.

"Alex, it's Sasha. Is Leah with you?" Sasha asked her.

"Yeah, she is. Is everything alright?"

"We think Y/

is in labour. We've just got to the hospital."

"Wow, okay. I'll get Leah and we'll head towards the hospital." Alex voice clearly shocked, you could tell that she was disapointed in her best friend and the way she had acted towards you.

By the time the call had finished, Jack was round by your door trying to help you get out. Sasha grabbed your bag and Jayden before following you and Jack into the hospital.

"Hi, I think my sister's in labour." He told the receptionist, whilst still holding you to make sure that you didn't fall.

"Can I have a name, please?" The receptionist was a quite polite, old woman.

"Y/N Williamson." Jack told her.

"And how many weeks are you?"

"27 weeks." You replied this time.

"Right okay, we'll get you straight into the room and a doctor will be straight through." She told you calmly. Before directing you towards your room.

Half an hour had past and you were all set up in your room, on the bed. A doctor had came to check you, telling you that you were already 9cm dialated. You contractions were way closer together than what they had been, they had put you on gas and air to try and reduce the amount of pain you were in.

Jayden was sat outside your room with Sasha, asleep in her lap. It was getting late, so he was bound to be tired. You knew that he was confused about what was going on, but he just went along with all the chaos.

Jack was sat in the room with you. Perched on the bed next to you, your hand in one of his whilst his other ran through your hair.

"Where is she, Jack?"

"She'll be here. I know you've been falling out a lot recently. And as much as I dislike her for the way she has been treating you, she would never miss the birth of her little girl." He told you, trying to re-assure you as best as you could.

What you didn't know was that Leah was currently running through into the hospital, heading straight towards the maternity section. Alex right behind her.

"My wife. She's here, she's in labour." Leah told the same receptionist.

"Your name and your wife's name, please." The old woman still polite.

"Leah Williamson. My wife, Y/N Wiliamson." Leah's fustration coming out in her voice, her own guilt causing her patience to run thin.

"Room 107. She…" The receptionist didn't even get to finish her sentence before Leah had took off, trying to find your room as quickly as she could.

Jack had left the room a minute whilst the doctors checked you over again when he saw Leah running around the corner, Alex not far behind.

"Your having a laugh, aren't you." Jack angrily questioned Leah.

"Jack, look I know I messed up and let her down but let me see her. You know I need to be with her for this." She told him, whilst quickly lowering herself to where Jayden was sat on Sasha's lap before kissing his forehead.

"You need to remeber how lucky you are that she loves you."

"I know." Her head lowered in guilt. heavily regretting how she had treated you.

"Jack. Babe, you need to let her go in. Y/N needs her." Sasha told him, grabbing ahold of his hand.

Jack didn't say anything, he just sat down in the chair next to Sasha. Before looking at Leah and glancing towards the door of your room.

Leah wasted no time in darting through the doors. Her face saddened at the state you were currently in. Your face blochy and tear-stained from how much you had been crying, your body looked so drained from the amount of pain you were in. You weren't even looking towards the door, you were just staring out the window of your room.

"Baby?" Leah said softly, as she sat on the edge of your bed, quickly grabbing your hand.

"I'm so sorry, princess. I know I messed up and I feel so bad for that. You and Jayden and this little one are my everything and I don't know what I would do if I didn't have you in my life." She continued, her voice no higher than a whisper not wanting to startle you.

"I don't like you at the minute." You told her through staggered breaths.

She slightly laughed at your outburst before quickly kissing your forehead.

"That's fair. I deserve that."

You were about to answer Leah when you felt the urge to push. The pain caused you to let out out a grunt in pain and squeeze Leah's hand.

"Baby, what's the matter." Leah questioned you  worringly.

"I need to push!"

Leah quickly got up and ran out the room, telling Jack to find a midwife, before rushing back to your side.

"Same as Jayden, yeah?"

You soon nodded at Leah. She helped you lean foward slowly before quickly slipping in to sit behind you on the bed. Your back flush against her chest, as both her hands found yours.

A couple of midwife's soon came into the room, not wasting anytime in getting ready before telling to push when you felt like you needed to.

The pain of giving birth could never be explained to anyone. Your body was tired, your throat was extremely sore and you were sweating profusely.

Leah was a gem, exactly how she was when Jayden was.

"Leah I can't do this." The pain quickly becoming too much for you to handle.

"You can my beautifil girl." "Your so strong." "I'm so proud of you." "My special girl."

Leah continuously whispering praise into your ear. Trying to re-assure and calm you down in every way she could.

After nearly half an hour of pushing, you were finally making progress.

"Right, I need one more push from you, sweetheart. " One of the midwifes told you.

"Come on, Love. Our baby girl is nearly here." One of Leah's hand that was holding yours came up to push your hair from your forehead.

You managed to use any energy that you had left to give one final push, a loud groan left your mouth as you did. Leah's praises never stopped throughout.

And finally, your little girl was born. But something was wrong, you and Leah both knew that.

"Why isn't she crying?" You said breathlessly, your voice containing nothing but panic.

The midwifes didn't reply to you, simply concentrating on your daughter. You couldn't see what they were doing as many midwifes and doctors surronded the little bed that they had placed her in.

After 10 grueling minutes, a quiet cry came from your daughter. Both, you and Leah let out a huge sigh of relief. Tears streaming from both your eyes as a midwife brought your little girl over to you, carefully placing her in your arms.

She was Leah's absolute double. Big blue eyes looked up at you, a few light blonde hairs rested on her head.

"Hi, babygirl." Leah said softly from behind you. Her finger gently going in the tiny hand of your daughter.

"She's perfect." You whispered, Leah kissing the side of your forehead in agreement.

Not so long later: Alex, Jack, Sasha and Jayden were allowed into your room.

Jack came in the room with Jayden resting on his hip, Sasha and Alex following after them. All of them surronding your bed. You and Leah let them all have a look at your daughter, currently not wanting to let her from your grip. You knew how important skin to skin contact was for your newborn.

By now, Leah had come from behind you and was resting next to you on the bed. Jack soon handed Jayden to Leah, him soon taking comfort in his Mum's lap.

"I a big brother now." Jayden told you all before slowly peering at his sister currently in your arms., you all letting out a slight chuckle at him.

"You've got a very important job now, little man." Jack told him.

The three of them eventually left the room leaving time for you and Leah to have with both of your children.

You layed happy as ever on the bed with your own little family, both children fast asleep in yours and Leah's arms.\ Leah looking at you with nothing but admiration and love in her eyes.

"You know, I'd marry you all over again if I could." Leah said quietly, her words pouring out suddenly.

"You would?"

"Most definatly. This, right here, means more to me than anything else ever could. And i'm so sorry that I forgot that. You make me so happy, Y/N. it's kind of scary sometimes."

"Your so soppy sometimes, Leah." Your slightly laughed at her before resting your head on her shoulder.

"I love you, Y/N."

"I love you too, Leah."

"Now, babygirl needs a name. So, what you thinking."

"I quite like the name Erin and I think it goes really nice with Jayden." You told Leah, both of you just contently looking between each other and your children.

"Erin (Your Mum's Name) Amanda Williamson. I love it, it's perfect for her."

"Can we wait a while before the next one. I think I need about 5 years to recover from today."

"My girl, we can have another whenever you want. But for now, i've got all I need right here."

[sports-on-sundays]

hold you while you sleep / CL16 / Part 3

Summary: dad!Charles x French!reader - Now it's time to see how much louder Charles's actions speak louder than his words.

Warnings: 'Y/s/n' means 'your son's name,' you are free to imagine the son as whatever age he acts because I leave that unspecified, crying, kissing, implied sexual actions (seriously it's like two extremely vague small paragraphs), nervousness, censored curse, random name chosen for sister

Requested?: No.

Author's Note: @milenag2008 asked me to tag them, so thank you, and I hope you especially enjoy! Same song as inspiration. Link to part 1 / Link to part 2

Even though you've been trying to go on dates with Charles now for over a month, every single time you sit across the table from him, both your hands folded on the table, you can't shake the thought of how much it looks like you're about to sit down and have a very serious business interview.

But Charles always gets too antsy, takes your hand, and starts rubbing it anxiously, until one of you starts talking.

And this time, it's you who decides to speak.

"I feel like we're two high school students dating, by the way we're carrying on like this," you say with a sigh.

His thumb gently kneads the back of your hand. "It just takes a few minutes for us to loosen up. It's okay."

"I feel like we went full circle."

He looks up, meeting your eyes. "Yeah?"

"We started out dating just like this. All nervous and awkward, until we both leaned into it and loosened up. And then... we got married, and it all happened."

"This time around, I'm going to do it right."

You nod, staring at your hands, eyes glazed over. "I think Y/s/n likes it."

"I know he likes it."

You nod again, gently entwining your fingers with his nervous ones. There's some silence, before you mutter, "You've been doing good, Charles."

He looks up. "I want to be perfect for you."

"Nobody is perfect, but you've been acting pretty damn close to it. But it's just the beginning."

He sighs, nodding. He doesn't like the negative connotation you seem to end every exchange like this with, and you both know it, but you don't intend to stop until he's really proven himself.

You don't know what that means, but...

Yeah.

You figure you'll know when you know.

"Want to come sit next to me?" Charles asks.

"That's awkward," you immediately say.

He frowns.

You stand up and walk around to sit next to him. His arm immediately pulls you into him, and he whispers, "Just want cuddles."

You smile a little as he strokes your hair.

He's so soft with you. He never pushes anything.

You sigh, and you don't know if it's a content one or not.

After another month, Charles has been hanging around a lot more at your house, and Y/s/n is loving it.

Today, as you sit at the table, playing Sorry! with Y/s/n as Charles straightens up a bit (only because he offered to, seeing how hard you were trying to balance giving your son attention and getting the cleaning done), Y/s/n suddenly says with a giggle as Charles dusts a shelf in that room, "I'm so happy Daddy is here, Mama."

You smile softly, ruffling his hair a bit. "Yeah. Daddy makes good company, huh?"

He grins, seeming to love those words coming from your lips. "Yeah! Come on, Daddy! Can Daddy play with us?"

Charles smiles and says, "I'm cleaning for your mama right now, buddy."

He frowns, pouting. "Daddy..."

He smiles and says gently, "I'll tell you a secret, Y/s/n."

You watch with an eyebrow cocked up as, of course, the young boy leans in closer to listen to his dad, who says softly, "Usually, Mama cleans, but sometimes, she gets tired. Sometimes, Mama needs to be taken care of, too."

You smile a little, perplexed, as Charles says this.

Your little son's eyes widen. "Really?"

"Yeah, really," Charles smiles, standing up straighter again to gently set his hand on your shoulder. "Your mama loves you, and it's important for you two to play together. So that's why I'm cleaning up for her."

"Daddy?" Y/s/n begins. "Do you ever have to be taken care of?"

Charles blinks at this question, and begins, "Oh, well, I usually can just take care of mys-"

Suddenly you interrupt, though, "No, Y/s/n. I think Daddy's a little confused." You grab his arm and pull him down to your seated level, saying softer, more to Charles himself than actually to your son, "Because even Daddy needs to be taken care of, sometimes, too."

You look at your blushing partner with a little smile, and gently give him a kiss on the cheek.

Often, date nights are when you lock up, and memories that make you uncomfortable to do anything come flooding back. But just spending time, doing the most mundane things- that's when your affection just seeps out.

And Charles seems to love it.

Later that night, after you and Charles put Y/s/n to bed together, you softly singing and Charles reading a story, you sit on the couch together. You were originally about to watch a show together, but that idea was soon lost when tactile Charles pulled you into his arms, letting you lean your head in his lap, and began stroking your hair.

After a while, though, you murmur, "It's probably so late. You need to be getting back to your house."

You look up at him to see him frown. "Can't I just stay here?" he asks, pulling you closer, like a teddy bear.

"For the night?"

He nods.

You swallow. That would be a step.

But all of this has been going to fast. Both of you were trying to take it slow and easy, but perhaps since years ago, you had a relationship like this, it's easy to head through it fast.

For instance, right now, you nod. "Okay. You can stay for the night."

He nods, and you sit up a bit.

He just pulls you onto his lap, earning a little mindless giggle from yourself. "You've always been so clingy and snuggly."

"You don't mind that, do you?"

You shake your head. "Out of all the things you could mess up with, you holding me close is the least of my worries."

He sighs. There's your negativity again.

"What you said earlier- about taking care of me, too. I liked that," he says, changing the conversation topic.

"Yeah, I'm sure you did, Daddy," you chuckle softly.

His nose scrunches up, but he blushes. "Don't say that..."

"Why do you blush, then?"

He groans, laughing a bit, leaning back his head.

And you're surprised to hear your lips utter, "You're good. You're a good Daddy."

"You think?" he says, his eyebrows shooting up.

"Well, you sure take care of Y/s/n well. You two are so sweet. He just adores you."

"Funny enough, I think the same thing about you and him when I watch you together."

You chuckle, "Do you?"

"Yeah," he grins. "And you know it's the best when it's all three of us."

You nod slowly, leaning your head into his chest. "Yeah. I think you're right about that."

You wake up to the shrill screaming of your son: "Mama! Daddy!" And suddenly, a little boy jumps on you.

"Huh-?" you blink groggily to see your son, sitting on your stomach, grinning.

He looks overjoyed.

"Hey- hey, love, what's up?"

He grins. "You and Daddy are cuddling! Does that mean Daddy doesn't miss you anymore?!"

"Hmmm...?" Charles puts in, his eyes fluttering open at the over-energetic boy's screaming in excitement.

But just those words from him seem to wrench your heart out, and in that moment, it hits you.

Charles can't mess this up, because it's not only about me, now. It would also break this little boy's heart.

You swallow. Sure enough, you fell asleep practically on top Charles, who has his arms wrapped around your body.

"Daddy? Are you happy now?"

He smiles sleepily, and you have to admit, it's adorable. "Yeah, I'm happy. You want to know why?"

"Why?" he asks, bouncing on your stomach a bit, which makes you go 'oof.'

"Hey, hey," Charles chuckles. "Don't hurt Mama!"

He stops, but asks again, "Why?"

"Because I've got your lovely mama sleeping here in my arms," he says softly near your ear, before kissing your cheek.

You constantly wonder if he's trying to charm you, or if he just is that charming.

"Yeah, Mama!" the energetic boy wholehearted agrees innocently. "You are lovely."

You chuckle a little, picking up the little boy and slipping out of Charles's lap, "Thank you. You're very handsome. Now, let's go get you dressed and ready for school."

Charles, whenever he's not racing, seems to make it to your house.

He's gone for a while, though, and after it being about four months, since you accepted to date him again, your head is spinning.

So after Y/s/n is in bed, and he reaches you from behind and wraps his arms around your waist, instead of leaning into it, you murmur, "Can you... not, right now?"

He immediately takes his hands away. "What's wrong?"

You shrug, going to plop down on the couch. "I'm just kind of... nervous."

His eyebrows crease together. "Why?"

You swallow. "Just thinking about us."

He frowns at this. "What about us?"

"Sometimes, I just get nervous. Uncomfortable with being held... Memories flood back... and I just don't feel very good."

He looks nervous himself now. "Baby," he says softly. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

"It's... okay. I honestly think I do believe you're better now."

This seems to reassure him a bit, but he murmurs, "I wish you never had to hurt again."

You sigh. "Everyone wishes that, Charles. No point spending time on something that is impossible."

He nods slowly. "But I just want us to be as comfortable as possible, together. As a family."

"I know," you sigh.

Suddenly you sigh, and flop your head into his lap. "I just want to feel safe! Secure! I want to trust... I don't want to remember what you did..."

He nods slowly, whispering, "I wish I could erase all of that."

"Me, too," you sniff a bit.

"Lovely, don't cry," he breathes, automatically wiping at your cheek as a tear falls down it.

You swallow, but tears keep coming. You're not even sure why.

Maybe there's just a lot left to work though.

Strangely enough, you and your son go to your first race together.

Years ago, you used to go to Charles's races, and you know Charles has set up to bring Y/s/n a few times, having other people take care of him.

But you two go together, to watch Charles.

It doesn't seem like it would be, but because it's such a huge part of his life, it's important to Charles. Really important. And important to your relationship, too.

Well, at five months of dating, you finally take it to the next level of intimacy with him. Let yourself trust him enough. And once his tongue is intertwined with yours, it's hard not to melt into him and let him have control- let him go as far as he wants.

And God, you forgot how good that feels.

Of course, he doesn't do anything, or take any step, without making sure it's okay with you first.

Charles, as you realize after, as he tenderly holds you and lavishes you with affection, can have his way with you, if he so desires.

You're not sure if this fact makes you excited or terrified.

Perhaps both.

And at six months of this, you have your first argument, merely days after Charles presented you with a lovely dinner at an expensive restaurant for your half-year anniversary.

You didn't even know that was a thing, let alone that Charles was going to celebrate it.

But he seems to celebrate just by the fact that all of this is actually happening.

Your head spins with you think about all this actually happening.

The argument starts when Charles flat out comes out saying, as you drive to one of Y/s/n school events, "On Saturday, we're going out on the boat."

"Who?" you ask, looking up at him.

"You, me, Arthur, Lorenzo, Y/s/n."

"No, we're not," you say, your eyebrows knitting together.

He frowns. "Why not?"

"You can go do that, but you can't just make plans so suddenly like that and expect I'll be available."

"What have you got going on, then?" he frowns deeper.

"I promised one of Y/s/n's friends' moms that I would watch her kid," you grumble.

Charles makes an annoyed little sound, saying, "Why can't you take him out on the boat?"

"Don't be ridiculous! There's no way I'm taking someone else's kid to Monaco to go on a boat ride with my boyfriend and his brothers!"

"Couldn't you ask?"

"No!" you glare. "That's so impolite! There's no way I'm asking that."

"Please?" he groans. "Can you just say something came up?"

"Charles, it's your fault for scheduling something so suddenly. I'm sorry; I can't go. Maybe you can just take Y/s/n."

"But I told them you would be there!"

"Told who?"

"My brothers! They haven't seen you in so long- they're so glad to hear we're back together. Come onnn."

Your jaw clenches in annoyance as Charles pulls into the parking lot. "Why would you say I'm going to be there before you've even told me about it?"

"I don't know!" he groans. "I wasn't thinking!"

"Clearly," you snort ruefully as he parks. "You know, I think it's obnoxious of you. You can't think you can just make plans for our whole family whenever you want. That's just not fair. You're not in charge here; you need to check with me, first."

"Sorry! I didn't know!" he complains.

You scoff a little, unbuckling your seat belt, "You sound like Y/s/n when he's in trouble. Grow up a little. You should know."

It makes it easier, still having everything in your mind of what this same man did to you years ago, to get mad at him, for little things.

And in that sixth month, things like this start happening more and more.

You lay in bed, alone, since Charles wasn't able to come over, staring up at the ceiling.

You're nervous. What if this wasn't the right thing, after all? What if you're just going to break up again in the end, and this whole thing will be a waste that just leaves things even more in shambles than they already were to begin with?

Your head pounds, and you start to sweat a bit as you think about this, running your hand through your hair as your breathing quickens.

So when you hear a knock on the door, already in your slightly panicked state, it feels terrifying to get out of bed and pad towards the door, trying to be silent, as to not wake your son up. You stand up on your tip toes to peek through the peephole, and sigh in relief when you see it's just Charles.

You grab the doorknob with your clammy hand and twist it open, whispering, "Charles, why are you here?"

His hands gently meet your waist as he walks in and shuts the door behind himself. "I missed you. I knew I wouldn't get here until late, but I wanted to see you."

You nod slowly, taking this in, "Oh- Okay."

He looks concerned, though. "I thought you would still be awake. I'm sorry. It looks like I woke you up."

But you shake your head 'no.' "I was just laying awake in bed."

"Mind if I lay with you?"

You shake your head again, and you head to the bedroom. Once you're both safe under the covers, laying side by side, Charles says, "You seem troubled. Is something wrong?"

You sigh, thinking for a few seconds, before saying, "Just thinking about us."

He looks slightly nervous, but nods. "I have been, too."

Your eyes meet, both of your heads turned to face each other. "Oh, yeah?"

He nods. "We've been arguing more. About silly things, but I've seen a common theme in all our arguments."

You swallow. "What's that?"

He finds your hand under the blankets. "It usually all starts with me, not being thoughtful enough. I'm sorry. And ever since I've realized this, I've been trying to think of your good and Y/s/n's good more often, instead of mine, and what I want to do. It's all a process, but I just wanted to let you know where I'm at... because I think we've both learned from experience that communication is key. And I know the right thing isn't to let this end. Okay?"

You nod, squeezing his hand, a certain relief filling your whole being. "Yeah. That sounds good. I'll try to give you the benefit of the doubt more often, and remember you're trying your best, and nobody is perfect. Even," you give him a tired but playful little smirk, "if sometimes, you sure do seem f*cking perfect."

He chuckles and comments, "Coming from the most drop dead gorgeous woman I've ever laid my eyes upon."

You giggle a little, cuddling closer to him. He wraps his arms around you, and you murmur, "Will you just stay awake for a bit? Just talk to me. I want to hear your voice."

He smiles softly, plants a kiss on your forehead and begins whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

The last thing you remember him murmuring before you drift off is: "I'm so glad we can be here, right now. Together. You feel like my dream, coming true. But you've had a long day, and you've worked hard. So you can go to sleep now, baby, and let me hold you while you sleep."

And you do just that.

You lean back, lounging next to Charles, looking up at the beautifully painted sky. As the sun sinks, it looks like the horizon has been painted with all different bright strokes of a brush. It casts a golden light on everything, and reflects on the bright blue expanse of water, lighting up your world.

Charles has been talking of you moving to Monte Carlo with him. Moving back to Monaco.

And this day sure makes the idea tempting. Driving around with Charles in his luxury car, with the wind in your hair, to meet Y/s/n, Pascale, Lorenzo, Arthur, and your older sister, Rebecca, at the boat. Then swimming a bit in the water when the sun was still high. And once it started sinking lower, to sit out on the water, back in the boat eating your dinner with your loved ones surrounding you.

You had started with simply, raising your glass to the sky, "Cheers to the beautiful evening!"

Pascale had put in, "Cheers to our lovely family!"

"Cheers to to the yummy food!" Y/s/n had squealed, stumbling over his words a bit as he copied you two and stuck up his cup of apple juice.

"Cheers to Y/s/n being my favorite nephew!" Arthur had laughed playfully, ruffling the boy's hair.

"Your only nephew," you had teased with a grin.

"Cheers to the young at heart!" your sister, Rebecca, put in with a grin, looking out at the lovely sea.

"And cheers to a good life, hm?" Lorenzo had added with a glimmer in his eyes.

Just as everyone was about to clink glasses and drink to it, Charles put in, looking at you straight in your eyes and wrapping his arm around you, "And cheers to forever."

Cheers to the young at heart, a good life,

And forever.

No one sees it, but for some reason, with all the loving people around you, all the laughter and joking and joy, that brings a tear to your eye.

Because this is what I want. This is want I want.

Forever.

So now you shut your eyes against Charles, feeling the warm sun on your body. You listen to Charles's heartbeat. You listen to Arthur playing with and chasing around Y/s/n. You listen to Pascale in the kitchen, humming as she gets the sweet desert ready. You listen to your sister and Lorenzo, standing at the railing, talking softly as they look out at this beautiful world.

And it is a beautiful world, isn't it?

Your eyes flutter as your heart feels whole.

Isn't that just part of this romance?

Nine months of this, now, and you don't want it to ever stop. You don't want to ever let go of it.

And you feel Charles's warm breath on your ear as he gently whispers, "Forever, Y/n, right?"

You grin, nuzzling into him, wrapping your arms around him. "Right. Forever."

Author's Note: I was thinking of writing an epilogue to this originally, but after how this ended, I don't know, because I might want to just leave it hanging like that. But what do you think? Because if you guys want an epilogue, I'll write one.

[twstwonderlandstuff]

Hiya! I just saw your recent post about the dorm leaders finding mc attractive. Could you do the vice housewardens (specifically Jamil)?

well, normally I wouldn't be able to do Jamil, but for you nonnie, I can make an expection.

so, the count will be (vice housewarden of my heart) ruggie, jade and Jamil.

🍉 Ruggie Bucchi 🍉

he knows you, the ramshackle prefect. a' course he does. after you ruined the entire plan of his dorm, it's expected for him to get a little pissed at you, don't you think?

and he does, for a while, but when he sees how hard you work- be it for Crowley or Grim; heck, even for the unruly Heartslabyul duo. truly, sometimes he sees you do things he can't and he's all '...huh.' in an 'I'm impressed.' tone, but you won't see it for a while.

nay, these glimpses of unexpected dedication turn into once-in-a-while feelings, and slowly but surely, Ruggie's admiration for you grows, well enough that he can now casually talk to you while doing his own thing. it's become commonplace for you to either drop into Savanaclaw just to help/hang with him or vice versa.

this is the turning point for Ruggie, and he both hates and loves it. he loves it 'cuz it gives him such a tingle, like electricity courses through him and it gets him��so fizzy about you. bad thing is, it's NOT the ideal state to work, combined with his now constant thoughts of you.

still, the love outweighs the hate. the things your crush does to you...

🍉 jade leech 🍉

good luck ever finding out when he starts noticing you because this man's poker face is always game 24/7. seriously, will you ever find out? no.

jade's already noticed you at the beginning of book two when you were doing interviews with the Heartslabyul members. a magical student, now tasked with finding out the mystery behind the injured students? Crowley makes great use of his authority over you.

he's fully expecting you to fail, but when you don't, and instead you foil Leona's plans? now he's intrigued. a magicless student, with mediocre talents, able to combat Leona's wits... a sight to behold.

he actively seeks you out when you're nearby, striking up a conversation when he can to watch your facial expression twist and turn. like his twin, jade enjoys seeing how people react- especially when they wear their hearts on their sleeve. however, unlike his twin, jade is far more sadistic.

his words cut deep, and the eery grin that's always present on his face makes a great combination in scaring people, but... even if you're scared, you say things that amuse him.

what's that, you're interested in his terrarium hobby? he wastes no time bringing you to his room, fully in the belief that you'll try to budge out of it... and you do, but once you're in, you're submerged and get genuinely curious about it- and to an extent, about him. doesn't that just thrum your heartstrings right?

hoo boy, he's going to be all up on you now, in his calculated way. have fun~

🍉 Jamil viper 🍉

Jamil doesn't have time to be interested in somebody- he's on a job 24/7 and school to boot, you think he's got the time to be into someone?

yeah, he does... you. Jamil swears he isn't a masochist, but here he is, pining over you when he neither has the time or energy to pursue it further.

let's rewind a bit. he's only started noticing you after his OB, and wowwww have you always been this cheery? seriously, one happy-go-lucky person in his life is enough, he doesn't need another one.

except, you take your time to understand him. except, you offer genuine help even when he refuses; you're very persistent. except, you force him to relax and take care of Kalim for a bit to let him chill out. except, except, except... the list starts turning into maybe's, then yes's.

And now we're back in the present. woo! congrats, he now constantly feels nervous when he's in your presence and there's not a thing he can do about it! he's never been so glad for his hoodie to hide his face anytime he blushes (which is often, btw).

he gifts you his food and even his help with the limited time he has, but even that gets his heart racing, 'cuz you just end up spending time with him instead.

he can't risk Kalim knowing, so read him, just like you always do, okay? he doesn't just do this for anyone, after all.

[maneaterss]

-peace

"be at peace with the things you cant change, ill be naked when i leave i was naked when i came"

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pairing: richarlison x insert

summary: two lovers endure their last night together.

cw: implications of sex, angst.

authors note: first tumblr writing thing ever idk how to do this please comment or whatever so i don't get unmotivated and PLEASEEEE leave requests im begging!! so happy argentina won the wc today though they all deserves it.

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flashbacks of last nights lingering touches and sloppy kisses in the back of a taxi bring you back to reality as you sit with your legs hung over his bed, your headache persistent but not as evident as the distress on both of your faces. he couldnt even look at you as he pulled his boxers back on and you your shirt.

"should i call you a cab?" he asks, only now daring to look in your eyes- the first real look in days, and it was obvious he was doing this to avoid the much needed conversation.

you pulled your jeans on and looked back at him as you buttoned them, "thats it?" his eyes don't skip a beat before they tear away from yours and onto the wall behind you. "seriously richarlison thats fucking it?"

somewhere in your heart this was your final cry for help in this relationship, you hoped and prayed in your head that he would realize that he wants to try things with you again and that he's just not ready to abandon you just let, and you would jump into his arms and tell him how much you love him.

"what do you want me to say, y/n."

"tell me you don't love me anymore," tears were threatening to leak from your eyes, "or tell me why you had to fuck me one more time before you ended us."

he laughed and ran his hand down his face.

he laughed

"why do you need to hear it if you already know?" he muttered, suffering wasnt even beginning to explain what you were feeling, your heart must have quite literally shattered. you just couldn't understand how he was upset with your mere presence but you can still manage to look into his eyes without remembering the man you shared everything with, the man who would stare at you for hours and admire your features, who'd buy you your favorites things and wash your hair at night, who'd kiss every inch of your body and tell you how perfect you were.

your face was blank but a tear fell, and in that moment something snapped in him. his eyes softened and his arms fell to his side as he rushed over to wrap his arms around you and breath into your neck, telling you those beautiful things that you'd never hear from his lips after tonight, you pushed and shoved- you refused to be intoxicated by his love when you didn't even have it anymore, but he didn't move. his grip around you tightened as you felt him shake followed by an escaped sob.

you broke down as-well, sliding down the wall to the floor where you both sat, his back against the wall and his front against you where you sit in between his legs. you were both a mess of tears and more sobs, "im so sorry." you heard from his scratchy voice, "god im so sorry." he put his chin on top of your head as he clenched his jaw.

you stayed like this until the dark sky faded into yellow through his apartment windows, and even then- in his arms you could still feel his absence.

after that you would only see him in occasional social media posts or interviews, and you would never admit that you'll still watch him play and imagine it was you sitting in the stands again cheering him on.

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[starry-eyed-extraterrestrial]

Y'all know the five love languages right? Physical touch, gift giving, words of affirmation, acts of service and quality time.

What do you guys think the Motley guys love languages are? I've been thinking about this because writing fanfiction for the guys, I need to know how they show their love.

Tommy's is gift giving for sure, I just consistently hear stories about him giving people things to show his affection, like on the YMH podcast Brittany talks about how Tommy literally gave away one of his motor bikes to some dude he met like maybe an hour prior and in that same podcast they mention him giving away his super expensive diamond encrusted Rolex watch to a friend of his because he liked it and Tommy was like " oh, I don't really wear it so take it, it's yours :)". He has also been known to give people who interview him stuff like bonsai trees, I can't remember the name of the podcast he did this live in though.

I think Nikki's is words of affirmation. I think this is pretty much confirmed as he will take any chance to praise his loved ones to their faces or in the faces of the media. He's just constantly saying nice things about the people he loves, just look at any interview that he's ever talked in and you'll see what I mean. It makes alot of sense to me too as Nikki himself is a writer so his love language including words seems accurate to me, he's a professional yapper afterall.

I think Vince's is physical touch, he's just very comfortable and in his element when he's close to the people he loves, like in the Howard stern interview, Vince causally has his arm around Nikki, he loves to post pictures of him and his wife being close and while Mötley are all sensation seekers, Vince is definitely the one who needs the most physical stimulation. He loves his body to be stimulated, and he wants to share that feeling with his loved one's.

Okay I got back and fourth on Mick's love language but after much debate I've decided that acts of service or gift giving has to be his, he went out on a whole stadium tour for his bandmates in harrowing pain and against his belief that the final tour should have been their last because he loves them and doesn't wanna disappoint them I also think that he is just super willing to help do anything he physically can. (without hurting himself) It might also be gift giving however as I just recently watched a Tommy lee spin interview where he gives us a tour of his room, and in his room are two cups shaped like boobs that Mick gave him as a present, Tommy doesn't specify if it was for a birthday so I think this gift must have been spontaneous. He also gave the actor who played him in the dirt a shirt that's identical to a one that he had when he was first staring in the band. And Mick literally only ever talked to him over the phone and then once at the premiere.

Anyway, that's my ten cents for the day, let me know what you guys think the guys love languages are (seriously, I need help writing these guys romantically and platonically affectionate correctly)

[svtjinny]

JUYEON :: GAME CATERERS x SVT | 01

[editors captions] | speaking | english , but she only speaks it once and it's clarified there warning: food mentions, use of a razor is mentioned [if i forgot anything don't hesitate to lmk and i'll add it here] for context, during the filming of game caterers she was blonde. she dyed her hair again soon after.

ep 1-1

the first time you see jinny in the episode is when the camera turns to hoshi, mingyu & jinny squatting during s.coups's intro

then again you can see the three

jinny : do well, leader coups!

the camera cuts to jinny yelling during mingyus intro

finally its jinny's part!! they played hot

[ Finally, the 14th member ]

[ The second blonde in SEVENTEEN ]

[ The older ones are her fanboys ]

jinny starts dancing to the post chorus, up until the end of her part (end of chorus)

[ (Jinny) (Vocal Team) (Youngest) ]

[ (Designated cook of SEVENTEEN) ]

[ (Always a Social Butterfly) ]

everyone was shouting during her part as always.. and she was just dancing there and giggling

jinny's last part in the intro is during the super dance bit where they cut to her dancing

theres a small scene of her while they're standing

jinny : i'm already tired and it's only the first time.. how will we perform this...?

she starts laughing when seungkwan is trying to introduce the show

jinny : our seungkwannie works too hard, can you tell? while looking at the staff sitting down LMAO

when they're going to sit she walks in after dino & sits with him, next to joshua

[ (Golden Kids sit together) ]

when s.coups says he doesn't have any friends sitting around him, jinny leans back in her seat and looks towards him

jinny : you'll start rumors with that kind of talk..

during seungcheol's interview she looks at him at the "curious meerkats" part

jinny : [turns to chan] you know, i've been wondering why you've been so moody lately~ while he was explaining why he and seungkwan fought

when joshua picked up his water bottle she moved away so fast

jinny : i was scared he was actually gonna do it :(

[ (Has to keep her guard up) ]

after jun explained while he was so quiet during hybe picnic, the camera cut to jinny looking at him and then a couple of videos of her interacting with EVERYONE at the picnic :sob:

[ Unlike Jinny, who was ready to greet everyone~ ]

when jun said they weren't normal she laughed

jinny : wow, junnie.. i thought you loved us?

that was her last scene in 1-1

ep 1-2

jinny's first part in 1-2 was her agreeing woozi never leaves home

jinny : i always have to drag him out...he's like a vampire

[ Youngest in charge of getting her brothers to sunlight? ]

seungkwan : [seungkwans interview part // after hoshi, before the na pd coupon bit] after the show, jinny told me "you could do better at hosting, honestly"

[ M COUNTDOWN Host Jinny giving feedback ]

the camera cut to jinny laughing at what he said

jinny : i was teasing him~ in all seriousness, i was proud of seungkwan-oppa for being able to host in the show in front of all the groups even though he was nervous

jinny : ["dino, which razor did you use today?" // while they were laughing] he used gillette~ i watched him earlier

[ (16 year best friend can confirm for us) ]

finally it's jinny's turn!

na pd : jinny.. ah, there you are. nice to see you again.

[ Finally, the last member Jinny ]

[ Jinny was the extrovert of Game Caterers x HYBE! ]

na pd : when we looked at the comments of the videos with you before, CARATs were saying you were so friendly with every group there because you were already friends with them. is that true?

jinny : partly, yes! i've either worked with them all on choreo or songs or i knew them from being an MC. but, i am just naturally friendly.. i think i would've felt a little awkward if i just sat there like my members.

[ Youngest is the extrovert of the group ^^ ]

dino : i can back that up! jinny was the one who asked to be friends when we first met..

dokyeom : i remember when we began training as a group, jinny would go out of her way to talk to everyone

jinny : she got flustered :( i wanted to get to know the people i would be stuck in a group with.. you guys are much different now though..

[ (Jinny, is that good or bad?) ]

her bit was her last part in 1-2 !

ep 1-3

this time she sits between seungkwan & seungcheol [ 1:32 : she sits between kwan & hoshi | 14:49 : she sits between cheol & hoshi | 18:30 & 18:49 : she sits between to wonwoo & joshua | 20:35 : she's second in line, next to wonwoo ]

they changed seats so many times.. so if you wanna know where she sits when they move, refer to this LMAO

jinny : ["the game is over food"] food? i think i'll be good at this.. then she giggled

[ (SEVENTEEN's Food Know-It-All) ]

the camera went to her agreeing and laughing when seungcheol said they only listen to the minority in arguments

jinny : [when everyone began yelling over acorn jelly] you see, this is how we settle arguments...shouting

the camera cuts to her being zoned out until cheol gets his question wrong

jinny : [to cheol] yah, why are you sitting there? you're not good at games..

jinny : [ when mingyu moves // to seungkwan ] i think we were all just nervous, kwannie, cut him some slack

cue cheol hitting her leg right after that bc of what she said to him before LMAO

[ (Jinny was the only one to get a question right last year) ]

[ Perks of being an MC? ]

jinny : ["i don't think i'll get it" - wonwoo] i'm sure you'll do fine, oppa. i think it's a lot more nerve-wracking when it's almost your turn. she pats his shoulder while speaking

wonwoo gets his question right :proud: it's jinny's turn now !!!

[ (Next is Jinny, master at the character quiz) ]

the camera zooms in on her concentrating; her person was taeyeon & ofc she got it right !!!! that's mother

jinny : [she puts her head in her lap then brings it back up] wow, i was so scared it would be someone i didn't know..

mingyu : but who don't you know?? [some members start to laugh]

seungkwan : right right, that's what i was going to say!

[ Her members disagree with her for once ]

[ (Let's keep this in mind next time SEVENTEEN visits) ]

jinny : [when joshua got his 'cramp'] she looks at the camera while smiling and then turns to joshua playing along and saying are you okay?

that's it for 1-3 !!

ep 1-4

jinny's first scene was when they reached shua hoshi n cheol on the quiz

[ Urgh/Performance Team leader/Knows everyone/Leader]

her next part is after dino gets mimi

her person was irene (rv) please she was so relieved

jinny got down to the floor and bowed bc they gave her such an easy question :sob:

[ (Thankful for getting someone who she admires) ]

[ (Jinny is the REVELUV president!) ]

jinny : [to hoshi] it's okay~ it can't be that bad...horanghae!

[ (Encouragement) ]

and then the camera turns to staff going "aww".. she gained some fans that day

she moved to the middle between wonwoo and hansol

jinny : you got it wrong? amazing [eng.]

and some of the members started mimicking her "amazing"

[ The two peaks: Jinny and Vernon ]

[ (It's Jinny's turn) ]

her character was wonyoung !!! got it right obvi

[ (Jang Wonyoung, who she's made songs for) ]

[ Even helped with her debut ] + they played a snippet of eleven

jinny : i don't have any faith in us winning the kimchi, but at least i got all my questions right!

they all starting shouting when she said that and she just laughed LMAO

[ (The one who's usually loud watching chaos surround her) ]

skip to when they were eating gyu's cake; she was standing next to joshua (around 23:40)

the camera was zoomed in and you could see shua holding jinny's chin and feeding her a piece

[ (Taking good care of their sister) ]

and that's all! part one was so chaotic but yk i had to end it on a cute note

from xia ! : ermm i got too lazy to change the bold

[zbsinbloom]

ZB1 Reaction: his sibling tells him they're debuting

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Pairing: Maknae line x sibling!reader

Genre: platonic fluff

Word Count: 422

Trigger Warning(s): none

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🎤 Ricky

You're his younger sibling

Not surprised in the least when you became a trainee, but he is very surprised at how quick your debut would be

I think he wouldn't be too fond of you debuting just yet, only because you're so young

He'd be so scared for you because he knows from experience how harsh the industry can be

Goes into full protective older brother mode on you

You know that when you debut he will fight anyone who talks badly about you

Everyone is about to be intimidated by the two of you because you turn everywhere into a runway

🎤 Gyuvin

You're his older sibling

Jaw is on the floor the moment you tell him you're debuting

He's known for a while that you're a trainee and was wary at first because you're his sibling but he's 100% supportive

Even if he may make fun of you, telling you he doesn't want to watch your ending fairy because you'll 'embarrass him'

Pretends to be disgusted because now he'll have to deal with other idols crushing on you

Constantly giving you tips because as much as he teases you, he's the proudest little brother in the world

Asking you for spoilers and updates because he likes the gossip

🎤 Gunwook

You're his younger sibling

The moment you tell him, his brain composes a whole speech as if you've just won an award

Seriously, you want him to stop rambling on but you know better than to interrupt him

He tells you how he's proud of you, that you're going to be an amazing idol and that he's gonna cheer you on

He also tells you that he hopes you can come to him whenever you struggle with anything

Gunwook won't always be able to help you out, but he promises that he'll always make time for you

Will fight his company to let him go to every single one of your concerts once you debut

🎤 Yujin

You're his older sibling

He's just as excited for your debut as he was when he debuted himself

Feels like a big brother the way he's giving you all of this advice on being an idol

Will start talking about you in interviews and lives all the time, so all of his fans know you quite well now

Wants to know the gossip like Gyuvin, except he will pull out the cute card to make you tell him

Once you tell him your debut date, he's counting down the days, minutes, hours, seconds, milliseconds until your debut

Wants to get your photocard when you finally debut (even though he literally sees you all the time)

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A/N: thank you so much for the request!! Sorry it took me so long to finish it, I hope you enjoy <3

[messiisgodibeliveinhim]

Argentina NT and Their Capitan, Lionel Messi

I've been thinking about the Argentina NT team dynamics. How they are so friendly with each other. How they always talk about how nice it is be back practicing with their NT teammates. The early morning mate, their interactions during and after training sessions, the protectiveness over one another during matches, some of the selfless on pitch moments that helped win matches, their silly Instagram posts, stories and comments, their remarks about a fellow teammate during interviews and finally, their love and respect for their Capitan, Leo Messi!

And their dedication towards him.

I don't think you'll ever find any team that is sooo happy to be part of a team. And so caring and committed towards their leader.

Yes, Leo Messi is the best player in the world. But what counts in a team more than skills is leadership and teamwork. I remember pundits and haters saying that Messi is not a good leader. He cannot lead a team, bring about unison and motivate them to win. If Argentina plays badly, it's because of him. Not just cuz he didn't produce goals during the match ("He dissapears at the big moments!"), but also because he just can't seem to get his team to play as TEAM ("All they do is pass the ball to him, hoping he could pull a trick out of his football cleats. There is no team here, just Messi + 10 men."

To some extent, this is true. The team was not cohesive. They were over reliant on Messi and the team was built around him. The NT had world class players, but they were a bunch of players put together and not really a unit. But due to the amount of talent in the team, they were expected to perform great. To produce results. The amount of pressure put on Leo due to this is only something I can imagine.

From an outsider's perspective, it did take a while for Messi to embrace the role of a leader. Everyone believed that he didn't do what a leader does to motivate his team. Hell, some believed that HE is the cause for dressing room unrests. But none of the outsiders really saw what went on in the dressing rooms. We saw how he interacted with his players on the pitch. And to most, he looked detached. They didn't see him egging his members on to play better, they didn't see him encouraging them, they didn't see him helping them out from the sidelines when he's not playing ("like Ronaldo does").

He was quite. He was tense. He looked like he didn't care.

("He's just in his own world when he's with the national team")

But things started to change. We saw him step up for his team (not for the first time, but this was what everyone remembers). The Argentina NT was getting bad press and media attention in 2016. Reports had come out that Ezequiel Lavezzi had smoked marijuana during NT training camp. Leo took the initiative to bring the whole NT to the press conference room and announce that the team wont speak to the press anymore. “We received a lot of accusations, a lot of disrespect. The accusations against Lavezzi are very serious.”

It's safe to say many were surprised. Leo Messi was officially taking a stance and standing up for his teammates. It was fresh to see Leo taking his captain role so seriously and protecting his members.

And we started seeing more of this side of Leo. The captain side. We saw him really being there for his teammates. And maybe this side of him increased the trust his teammates had in him.

With Lionel Scaloni coming in as coach, it changed things up. More young players were brought in. Players who grew up watching Leo Messi play. They considered him their role model. They felt inspired by him.

(15 year old Enzo Fernandez's letter to Messi after his retired from his International Career in 2016)

Team dynamics changed. The Argentinian National Team liked coming together for the international matches, meeting their teammates and doing familiar Argentinian things only they know of. They hung out on each other's rooms. They grew fond of one another. They became good friends.

As for their captain, they loved him. They were protective of him. Praised him. Not only for his skills, but his humility, his leadership and his attitude. They'd take any chance to talk about him. Though they admired and looked up to him, they worked with him, then for him. They worked together, as a unit. They were there for each other and Leo. And Leo was there for them. Together.

AND THEY WON.

You get it? It's like poetry, it rhymes!

Anyways, Argentina NT is the best team ever. They were a joy to witness, their interactions with each other, how happy they seemed when they were together and also their play during the matches. This team deserved to win the World Cup. No doubt.

The leader and his devoted followers.

The GOAT with his team of World Class dedicated players.

THE ARGENTINA NATIONAL TEAM.

Part 2

[dailyunstableeve]

Together

Hobie Brown x witch!fem!reader

Chapter Four

a/n: guys, I swear I'm writing 😭 I'm just putting so much on my plate, my original fic, marvel fanfic, my undying love for Astv. Not to mention, the Marvels is out and I wanna watch it so badly

Masterlist

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Why does Hobie act that way? Of how he always saves you from your bullies, but never talks to you. You graduated alone, and weren't able to at least get a contact number from Hobie because he missed out graduation, due to the villain attacking the city, just like you missed the chance to at least talk to him.

Hobie was your highschool crush, even now. You continued out your life knowing that even though you didn't get the contact number from Hobie, you still got to see him swinging around the city as SpiderMan while you're rushing to your interviews.

You watched Hobie deny all those love letters, confessions and valentine's chocolate, giving all the guesses you had in your mind, that even you confessed to him, he will deny you and leave you heartbroken, and feelings that are strong enough to consume you, lead to your power getting out of control. Whichever you think is best, you just keep the feelings to yourself, so no one gets hurt, even yourself.

Those are the thoughts you carried with you all the time, so here's the question, why did he kiss you before you black out from the alcohol you've drank.

"If you're saying theoretically, that person is in love with your cousin," Natasha smirked.

It's the second day after the party, Natasha felt bad for getting you drunk so you, Natasha and Wanda are out for a cafe hangout. You explained your situation to them but using the name of your cousin.

"Really?" You almost choked on your drink.

"Theoretically," Natasha deadpanned while Wanda passed you some napkins.

"Well any advice for my lovely cousin? I can't give any since I have no experience in that field," it's half true and half lie, it's true you never dated anyone but that doesn't stop you from watching all those love series/movies (hopeless romance).

"Since your cousin has a crush on that guy too, I'll say take a chance, if that guy was just playing with your cousin's feelings, I'm sure you'll take care of the guy," Wanda winked as Nat cracked her knuckles with a smirk.

One second you seriously forgot one of them is a witch and a spy.

"As in beat the shit up of the boy?" You innocently asked as Hobie's wounded face appeared in your face.

"Yes, don't tell Steve I say yes."

"Girls keep girl's secrets."

Three of you continued with another topic until Hobie appeared. You weren't expecting him to show up so you panicked, the scene from yesterday appeared in your mind. And you need to stop losing focus when you're drinking because it's the second time you choked on your drink.

"You alright luv?" Hobie looked at you with concerns.

"Yeah, I'm fine!" You panicked as you wiped off the water from your face.

Wand and Natasha just looked at both of you, smirking. It seems like they know you were talking about your cousin just now.

"You sure?" Hobie asked again.

"Yeah, so uh, what are you doing here?" Dumb question, you know why he's here, he's going to ask you about yesterday.

"Just checking up on you, you were drunk yesterday," Hobie bluntly said.

"I'm fine," you smiled, behind the smile is your panicking.

"I'll see you around," Hobie turned away and disappeared in the crowds.

You let out a sigh, thinking it's over but when you look at Wanda and Natasha, they have this mischievous smile on their face, that's the exact moment, you know they figured it out even though they already did five minutes ago.

"Not a word please, I beg," you groaned and just focused on finishing your drink.

Not long after you have officially joined the superhero gang, your fame is going up even if you haven't appeared in public for a mission once, everyone around the globe wishes to see you in action. So the head of three gangs came to the approval of letting you join the mission, to see how your training paid off.

It's normal to feel nervous but you weren't told that you'll be placed in a group of people you hardly interacted with. Yes, you've spent five months training around their HQ, campus but you hadn't met all of them yet. Thankfully Charles was thoughtful, he informed you that SpiderMan will be joining you in the mission but later. Once you heard it, you managed to relax a little, not being overwhelmingly nervous. The mission went well in the end, which earned many people's approval, even from people around the world. Who would've known the new hero could be someone this amazing and awesome.

"You did well today," Hobie appeared out of nowhere with your favorite tin can drink, touching your cheeks that the coldness gave you chills.

"Thank you," you took the drink from Hobie and drank up while gently rubbing your cheek.

"Y/N, are you avoiding me because of what happened that night? The party?" Hobie carefully asked, making sure he didn't ask in a way that would scare you off.

"I-" You're stunned, how are you supposed to answer this? Are you going to say, "well because I had a crush on you since highschool and you kissing me that night made my heart beat so fast and my cheek will blush red, I don't want you to see this side of me that's why I hid." But that's of course you can't say it out like that, possible chance Hobie might make fun of you for it (he doesn't lol)

"Well, it's a force of habit," you awkwardly chuckled, "like during highschool!" During highschool you were just dodging everyone.

"I see," Hobie nodded, it seemed like he brought it.

"Why did you kiss me, Hobie?" You bluntly asked.

"Because I like you Y/N."

"Huh?"

"Well uh," Hobie turned away, covering half of his hand with his arm, "you're very adorable."

You nearly dropped your drink on the floor but Hobie caught it for you, you are just in shock at the moment, trying to process what Hobie just told you.

"Out of everyone in highschool, the superheroes, me?" You asked, one point of you wanted to laugh at it but the other part of it believes it.

Hobie liked you, is that why he protected you in high school?

"Is there something more than just adorable?"

Adorable, does he find you getting bullied adorable? Snap out of it, you told yourself.

"Y/N, are you alright?" Hobie looked at you with concerns.

"I'm fine, no worries, I just need some time to process," you gently smiled, easing the concerns off Hobie's face.

Hobie smiled together with you, then his phone started to buzz.

"I gotta go, catch you next time," Hobie whined, before you waved goodbye to him, he pulled you into his arms and gave you a kiss on the forehead, catching you off guard then he disappeared.

What the fuck was that?

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a/n: I'll dig my grave rq. I'm planning to go with like they both love each other but yet scared to admit, since fl struggle with mental health and trust issues from the bullying events during highschool. While Hobie being the sunshine trying to show you the light of life

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[boysthatlove]

Boss and Noeul rant

First off I want to say is that their relationship is a sight to see. I would have to describe as a more than friends less than lovers relationship because of how they interact with each other on and off screen.

With that being said let the rant begin.

Divine timing, soulmates, maybe twin flames, and magnetic attraction.

These are the words I would describe their origin story to the present (in terms of their current partnership).

So first, I would say Noeul came back to Thailand from S. Korea after graduation and after the Pandemic ( the Pandemic could be seen as a reason to begin, prolong, or delay certain events in people's lives).

Second, the day they met at casting, Noeul approached Boss first, out of every other guy at casting, he decided to approach him and not only chat with Boss to pass the time, but they exchanged contact information with the possibility that they would connect and meet each other regardless of the outcome from casting. So not only did they speak, exchange contact info, but they also get casted for LITA as a couple.

So here we are, these two guys that have been casted as each other's love interest, and as you know with most BL shows/couples, workshops can only do so much and it is encouraged that you build chemistry outside of work. And we can see they definitely did that.

That now brings me to the topic of soulmates, maybe twin flames. Soulmates or even twin flames doesn't necessarily mean romantic (Twin flames are much more complex than soul mates and I do believe that people are over using the word without truly understanding the meaning, but that's for another day).

From the a lot of their interviews ( Thank God for fandom translators, you have a special place in my heart), they speak very often of their relationship (friendship or otherwise) outside of work, where it is mainly the two of them. Overall, they have a deep connection built on trust, safety, and unconditional love (however you want to look at it).

Their soulmate or twin flame relationship is something that we may truly never understand, in it's entirety. And you know, we don't really need to.

Now as any true BL shipper, we love watching them together and they have this attraction to each other that I would describe at magnetic.

As far as we know, they talk to each other everyday and they hangout with each other just as much, but what I will say is that when they are in each other's presence, physically, they are either touching in one way, shape or form, or they are in each others orbits. I believe that Boss likes being hugged by Noeul, he enjoys his warmth (giving small spoon vibes) and Noeul is often seen falling into Boss' embrace.

You can say where there is one, the other is not far behind.

When LITA started and they had their events, and from their social media content, I really thought that they took fanservice a little too seriously, but I truly believe that they have deep affection for each other and they can't help but show it.

I have written before that while Boss and Noeul may not be in a romantic relationship, I do believe that they like each other and they both have different ways of showing it. I believe that Boss' affection towards Noeul is very direct, while Noeul's is subtle.

Boss likes to stare at Noeul, blatantly, not caring that they're in front of an audience and it is being caught on camera. But also let's not forget Boss will find some way to touch Noeul and he definitely tries to be less obvious (but the fandom always catches it). With Noeul, he catches himself much quicker, I feel like when he looks at Boss, sometimes it's in awe and I don't think he realizes it.

In addition to their height difference, they somehow fit really well with each other like a puzzle. You'll sometime see one or the other put their head in the crook of the other's neck and it fits like a puzzle. One last thing, when they hug each other ( from what I have seen on the show and irl), they look so safe in each others arms. I am not sure if I am describing it correctly, but that's how I feel.

So in conclusion to this long rant (much longer than I intended), I can't wait to see more of them. I look forward to the progression of their careers as well as their relationship.

Here is a video that gives a really good example of their relationship.

If you have made it this far. Thank you. Please excuse any grammatical errors and as a disclaimer, right now this is a secondary blog, so I can't really reply as boysthatlove. I read all the comments and don't want anyone to believe that I am ignoring them.

[kiankiwi]

He's a Big Boy :

Summary: Austin slips on the red carpet after you call him a "big boy"

*

You could tell that Austin wasn't his usual self tonight. Usually on red carpets he was excited, bubbly and eager to talk to everyone about his latest project and even some upcoming ones if he was allowed. But today, something's off. You couldn't tell if he was just not having a good time, if he was feeling sick or was feeling fuzzy tonight but something just wasn't right.

And you two were in the middle of the red carpet being blinded by hundreds of cameras and hearing your names in every direction asking you to pose this way or that so there was no way you could get him alone to ask him.

So you decided to use your secret code for talking on the red carpet. You tapped his hand three times as you held it with your thumb. Tap, tap, tap. Are. You. Okay? Austin scrunched his eyes shut and dropped his head and you perked up, noticing he had just probably ruined people's shots on purpose. Then, in answer to your taps, he looked at you and touched his temple indicating he felt fuzzy. He then leaned down to whisper in your ear, "Been feeling it since we got here but trying to shove it down." You nodded and touched your dainty necklace, another sign of yours silently asking, Do we need to go home? Austin shook his head and squeezed your hand reassuringly. No, I'm okay.

You were of course worried about your husband but tried to shake it off the way he was trying to and pretend everything was fine. Keeping a tight grip on Austin's hand you turned back to the many photographers in front of you and put on your biggest smile.

As you walked the carpet, Austin kept being interviewed by several people. You let him have his moment but he kept you close for comfort. "And Y/N how're you?" You snapped out of your daze noticing they were pulling you into Austin's interview. "Hi, I'm wonderful. I'm just so glad Austin's being recognized for his hardwork." You said, smiling at Austin and rubbing his back. You were really so proud of your boy.

The interviewer smiled at you. "You two are the it couple of Hollywood right now, everyone loves you." You could tell Austin was blushing beside you. "I just love how your guys's height difference, it's so cute!" Austin smiled but only you saw his sign for help me. He touched his chin and rubbed. "Yeah, he's a big boy. I love his height too

"Um, t-thank you. I know both my w-wife and I are so grateful for the love everyone s-shows us and she tells me everyday how proud of me she is. I love it so much." You could easily see Austin was slipping faster and faster. He was stuttering a bit more and squeezing the hand that wasn't held in yours into a tight fist. "I'm so proud of you baby." You said, going up on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek. You could feel Austin's blush under your lips.

"Thanks mama." Oh shit, he needs to go now. You could tell the interviewer was confused if the name was a nickname of yours or if he accidentally seriously just called you mama? Luckily she let you go quickly. "Alright, I'll let you two go before you miss the premiere. Enjoy lovelies!"

You two waved and spedwalked away, ignoring the yells of the many photographers wanting you to pose more for them. You pulled Austin into a private corner and you could tell the poor thing was near tears. "I'm sorry mama, i-it just slipped out.. I-I didn't mean to! Promise!" You nodded, reaching up and running your hand through his blonde curls. "I know baby, I know. Let's get outta here huh?" Austin sniffled. "W-we can't..." You shrugged. "We can baby, we can just leave. I'll make up an excuse later, let's just go home and get you in bed okay?" "A-and you'll lay with me?" You nodded. "And we can watch Max and Ruby how does that sound?" Austin nodded, wiping his tears. "please mama!"

You took Austin's hand and squeezed, "Keep your head down and stay quiet okay?" He nodded. No one knew he was a little and he didn't want to accidentally reveal anything tonight. He was way too tired to deal with that now.

"'Kay mama. We have moo-moo?" You nodded. "Moo-moo's waiting for you in the car." You assured him, referring to his favorite cow plushie.

*

Finally I wrote some tiny aus! I missed him!!!

I hope to write some more little!aus soon!!

@mooodyblue @arianatheangel-girl @plasticfantasticl0ver @elvisbf @weluvnoelle

[groven4]

Markiplier Egos with an Aromantic DA / Viewer

a/n: I randomly decided I really wanna get something out for aro week, so I've got a oneshot mayhaps involving a certain adventurer in the works, but knowing me that might take a while (if I even finish it all) and these tend to be easier for me. So, that's why this exists...not that you asked.

(edit: made one for Ace hcs.)

WILFORD WARFSTACHE

He wouldn't really care, but in like a supportive way.

He may not look like it, but the guy's got some common sense.

I can't see him as the type to ask a lot of questions especially if you're visibly uncomfortable around the topic. (tho ig he might if it's for an interview, not sure)

A big part of Wil's character is just accepting shit as it is and not questioning what you can't understand because falling down that spiral is ultimately unhealthy; so if you were to come out to him as any sexuality/gender identity, he'd most likely just accept you immediately and move one.

Expect to receive a lot of aro themed stickers on pride month though.

DARKIPLIER

Also doesn't care, but it's less him being supportive (tho he is) and more: it doesn't affect him, so why should he care?

Like you do you. Your love life is none of his business.

Quite frankly, he couldn't give a shit.

Though, he might find some relatability with you.

Despite how one might interpret ADWM, I cannot see Dark as an entity with the capability to feel much of anything. (other than rage, vengefulness, etc.)

There are some vague memories of past feelings from both Celine and Damien (and possibly the house entity, idk) mostly shown through his clear favoritism for Wil.

However, I don't think he really can feel romantic feelings, nor does he want to.

Being loved sounds nice, but ultimately it would just get in the way.

So having someone around that's kind of like him in that regard is almost nice...cathartic even.

You both like to watch 'marriage gameshows' (the bachelor, love is blind, etc.) over wine and laugh about how you'll never have to deal with relationship problems. (idc if that one's ooc)

GOOGLEPLIER

He can't really feel romantic attraction himself, yk being a robot and all.

If you tried explaining aromanticism to him he'd probably just be like: "Yeah, and??".

He's supportive in a sense, that sense being: you not having a partner would mean one less meat sack he has to deal with once he manages to get admin privileges.

BINGIPLIER

Kinda stumped on this one ngl.

I just can't find a reason why he'd care whatsoever.

He'd just be like: "Oh...siiiick, brah." with total Bill and Ted energy.

ACTOR

(edit: this is pre-wkm btw. idk why I did that, it doesn't really fit with the others that way. so I probably won't do it again in future hcs. sorry ig.)

I imagine it comes up at a party.

He starts asking you about your love life.

You tell him that you've never really been interested in that kind of stuff, and you probably never will.

What does he do?

...

He calls you boring.

...

AND THEN JUST FUCKIN' WALKS AWAY- like- ????

In all seriousness, he's mostly chill about it throughout your friendship, but it's hard for me not to picture him as the type to think you're just being naive and that 'everyone has to find someone someday'. (I believe WKM takes place in the 1920s, so like, what were you expecting?)

That is until Celine cheats on him.

It was just such a world shattering thing for him, he genuinely loved her more than anything.

It's not a complete 180°, he doesn't suddenly understand your lack of attraction from this, but one night you check in with him to find him wasted in his wine cellar and he's basically like: "You had it right all along, my friend. Love...Love is not for everyone. ...Certainly not the faint of heart."

Which like, you didn't choose this, but you were more focused on making sure he was okay at the time to care.

YANCY

A part of me wants to think he'd be a little confused at first just cause the idea of having to explain aromanticism and/or asexuality to him because he's just genuinely curious is really adorable to me.

However, the rest of me refuses to believe his friend group isn't entirely comprised of both people in the lgbtq+ community and hardcore allies who would happily beat the shit out of aphobes on a daily basis.

Not to say that they think of you as child-like because of your sexuality, but it's a prison family and you're 'fresh meat' so you're their little aro-bean now whether you like it or not.

Yancy especially is protective of you in an almost older brother type way.

So if after/during coming out to them (or just him) you mention how scared you were/are because you've had a lot of bad experiences or something, he's like constantly ready to sucker punch and/or ballerina kick anyone giving you flack over just being who you are.

He's always willing to tell you how valid you are when you need to hear it, and overall is just a really great friend.

...Even with the stabbing.

ILLINOIS

In an odd way, he almost feels...relieved?

Call it a humble brag, but literally all of his past work partners had fallen in love with him at some point, and while the attention certainly feeds his ego, that kinda thing just gets tired and even annoying after a while.

So knowing that'll never happen with you is actually a nice break from what he's grown so used to.

He's never had someone around who genuinely enjoys adventuring as much as he does.

And who isn't like constantly ogling him. (I mean probably anyway, idk what it's like to be aroallo)

Having you around may also cause him to start questioning some things about himself, particularly when you're explaining your orientation.

But that's a topic we'll be getting into at another time! (*wink* *wink* *nudge* *nudge* *stares at empty draft*)

He's still used to trying to fluster people cause he finds it funny and in general is just the kind of person to be a bit touchy with his friends (meaning: platonic hand holding, hugs, head/back pats, standing weirdly close a lot of the time just naturally, etc.), so if you're ever uncomfortable just tell him and he'll cut it out straight away.

You're both just kinda really good friends, and he's not at all weird about it like you thought he might be.

CAPTAIN MAGNUM

Supportive Pirate Dad! 10/10!

You definitely have to explain what it means to him, but he verbally accepted you before he even asked.

Kinda like: "That's great!...What is it?-"

Would have the crew sew you a flag if it would make you happy.

They are still pirates who have been sailing across the deep blue their whole lives with presumably no contact with the mainland however.

So unless you for some fuckin reason told them what it looks like, you can expect to receive a relatively small, plain black flag with the word 'Arrowmantik.' spelled incorrectly and somehow sewn on in perfect white Helvetica.

...

You hung the flag right above your hammock.

It is your most prized possession.

HEAD ENGINEER

Might be a little discouraged at first. His crush on you was a tad obvious.

But he figures it's for the best. You are the captain after all. Pursuing that relationship wouldn't have been professional in the slightest.

It does take a bit but he gets over it eventually.

He still genuinely loves you platonically/as a person, so things don't really change all that much.

You still have a strong friendship and work really well together.

He tends to go a bit overboard now about giving you personal space cause he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable. So you may have to reassure him multiple times if it wasn't an issue.

During when pride month would be on earth he might gift you little aro themed stuff, like a patch you can't actually add to your uniform for work reasons but love and appreciate anyway.

He may not fully understand how you feel, but he never stops trying to, and either way he's always gonna support you no matter what.

Your orientation could never change how much he loves and trusts you both as a captain and as his friend.

MURDOCK

He doesn't really care since it doesn't affect what you guys do, though he is openly accepting, especially if it seemed like you needed to hear that it wasn't something that bothered him.

In a similar vein to Illinois, he's strangely grateful.

He's not sure how he would've dealt with the situation had you developed a crush on him. Such emotions tend to get in the way more often than not in his line of work.

He didn't wanna have to kill you just to make his life easier. Taking a life out of necessity isn't as much fun, plus he'd grown a tad fond of you.

I like to think he cares quite a bit about your mental health, it would make sense given the whole murder thing.

So if you often go through periods of doubt or even internalized self hatred regarding being aromantic, he's gonna be there to help you through it.

He goes with you to pride parades and if anyone tries to tell you that you don't belong there, they're immediately getting put on a black list.

He got you a nifty little keychain once while you were there.

Overall, surprisingly wholesome.

a/n: I went back and forth on whether or not I was gonna use the pronouns I hc them all as using, but in the end I just said 'fuck it, appeal to general audiences, why not at this point'. I'm really fuckin' tired, dude. Just- HAPPY ARO WEEK! ig.

[omophagic-beast]

TELL ME ABOUT THOSE PODCASTS!!! TELL ME WHY YOU LOVE IT AND WHY IT STUCK OUT!!!!!!!!! I LOVE PODCASTS!!!!!!!!

my friend, you have activated my trap card in such a major way, this is the special interest that has me writing a dissertation in one of my friends discords, they had to quarantine me in a thread because of how much I love Archive 81. I'll be quarantining myself below a read more so I dont clog up dashes.

Archive 81 is a podcast about ritual, stories, and sound. It's also a REALLY, REALLY BAD NETFLIX SHOW. DO NOT WATCH THE NETFLIX "ADAPTATION", PLEASE. (this is whats in the discord thread, by the way, a currently ongoing compare and contrast of the podcast and the show where im breaking down why the show is so truly fucking terrible)

There are currently three seasons to A81, and two miniseries that exist between the second and third season, and after the third season. All are equally important and I sincerely recommend listening to each season in order, and not skipping the miniseries. However, each season is very different from the last, so I will pretty much be focusing only on season one to avoid spoilers.

Archive 81 season one is about Daniel Powell, a capital G Guy who has just taken a job with the Housing Historical Committee of New York State to digitize some old tapes. If you've listened to The Magnus Archives, this premise may sound familiar to you, and I promise if you enjoyed that podcast you'll like A81 as well.

I think that the first episode of A81 is a masterclass in setup, and really I can talk about it forever but you should just go listen to it, it's only 16 minutes long and seriously sets everything up so, so well. But I'll go over the basic premise here, partially because I really do just like talking about it.

First episode Dan gets set up by his boss, a condescending man named Davenport, in his new temporary home: a concrete bunker in the middle of nowhere with no internet and limited cell service. Sounds super normal and not sketchy At All! Oh, also the stocked food consists of mainly canned peaches, there's no sheets on the bed, and the power goes out intermittently. Again, just ideal living conditions.

And there's one more thing! Dan has to be recorded, constantly. 24/7.

So he's set up and immediately set to work, Davenport leaves and Dan slots in the first tape.

This is where we meet Melody Pendras, a journalist working for the Urban Preservation and Development Department of New York State and god, don't these departments and committees just sound so official?

All of Melody's tapes take place in the mid-90s and contain a series of interviews that she conducted in the Visser Apartments in New York. See, the apartments are kinda... weird. To put it mildly. There's voices that disappear when you turn the corner, music that comes from nowhere, and a cult run by someone named Samuel.

See, this is where I have to geek out a bit about the first episode in particular. Its, *insert hand flaps here* its so good.

The first tape that Dan puts is Melody's first time going in to Visser. She introduces herself, the apartment, and gives us the beginning of her story. The second tape Dan puts in is Melody's last time going in to Visser. She's panicked, talking about Samuel and how hes evil and a boiler room and how shes got a plan and -

the tape cuts off, damaged, warped, something.

This is how the story hooks Dan, showing him it's beginning and almost-end. Leaving him to figure out it's middle and the mystery of what actually happened to Melody.

At the end of the first episode, we meet Mark. Mark informs us that what we just listened to was a tape sent to him by Dan, before Dan went missing. He's not sure what to do, but is hoping that, by putting these tapes out here, someone who knows something will come forward.

This is how the story hooks us, showing us it's beginning and almost-end. Leaving us to figure out it's middle and the mystery of what actually happened to Dan.

And that's the first season. We, the audience, parallel Dan the whole way through. Its just, so good, for reasons I, again, don't want to spoil. But this parallel becomes important in The Golden Age, the miniseries between the second and third season.

Speaking of the second season, this is why I think the switch was so jarring to a lot of listeners. The first season gets us to relate to Dan so closely because we are him in a way, and the second season breaks that parallel. Well, this and the uhh. cough. there's a community created content warning document for the show, and the second season required a breakdown of body horror into four different types. so. yeah. If you're not a fan of Bad Meat Noises, it... may not be for you, sadly (season 2 is my favorite season).

The third season I will talk a bit about because it again turns a 180 to the point where a brief summary is not much of a spoiler. This is partially because Dan is not our main character! Instead we get to meet Nicholas and Christine, half-siblings who are attempting to preform a ritual left by their horrible occultist father.

When I say season two is my favorite it is by the smallest margin. I adore this whole entire show so, so much. Including the miniseries. The third season is fucking excellent, and if you find yourself turned off by the second season then honestly go ahead and scooch up to the third, with a stop at The Golden Age on the way. You'll be a bit confused, but ok.

There are also transcripts of the show available (the lovely unofficial ones which are fantastic but not finished, and the official ones) if you don't want to listen to the Bad Meat Noises but don't mind reading them, however I really strongly recommend against this. Sound is a huge part of the show (rituals, stories, and sound, remember?) and the sound design is really good.

Again I can talk about A81 all day, and when I finish my lecture on the podcast versus the show (evil, terrible) I'll clean it up and post it on here, because I'm actually rather proud of it so far and I'm not even halfway through my talking points.

Hopefully this has convinced you to give A81 a try! Seriously, the whole first season is 10 15-18 minute episodes, you can chomp through the whole thing in an afternoon.

Thanks for giving me a space to talk about it :3 <3

[magicalqueennightmare]

Sins & Amends Chapter 37

(Gif by @ banditthewriter)

Billy Russo x Female Reader (60 part story)

This follows pre- the punisher into the storyline of daredevil, punisher season 1 and beyond

This is NOT Canon Billy. This is decent human being Billy left with bad options over worse decisions

This was also posted to A03 under: WaywardGaPeach. That account and this one is the only place you'll see me post this. If you see it on any other platform/account know it's not me.

Chapter Summary/Warnings: The city knows Frank's alive and heartbreaking realizations crash down on you and Frank

In the last day of your life Curtis had been seriously injured by Lewis and Frank framed as his partner. When your alarm clock went off you seriously started to call out. Chief Michelson would understand wouldn't he?

You pushed that thought away and climbed out of bed. You had a job to do. Hell Karen was going to interview Ori at the hotel he was holding his charity banquet at. The only thing giving you even slight piece of mind was knowing Anvil had been publicly hired as Ori's security. If his employees were half as good as Billy at that line of work she'd be safe.

You could manage to go into work. After the incident with Kayla you didn't think there would be a lot of slurs thrown your way but you did have to face Alice and her realizing you'd been hiding something so huge from her.

The only thoughts in your mind were about Frank and Karen. You hadn't spoken to Frank since he called to ask if you were ok. Micro wasn't even answering and well Curtis was very vague about what happened between Frank and Lewis so that left you to worry.

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"Y/N Y/L/N" was screamed across the station house before you even managed to get completely inside. You winced at the tone in Alice's voice and felt every eye on you. She made it to your side and asked loudly "Did you know?" you took a deep breath then dropped your bag on the floor before climbing on top of the nearest chair.

Everyone was watching you by this time and you saw Chief Michelson coming out his office. You looked around before saying "No I did not know Frank was alive. That being said if any of you buy the bullshit the papers are selling about him being in cahoots with Wilson, you're full of more shit than any politician" 

"Y/N get down!" Jason said coming in behind you. When you climbed down he shook his head "We know Castle isn't a terrorist. Now go get ready for your shift" you glanced towards Chief Michelson who nodded. You didn't have to look to know Alice was following you to the locker room. 

The moment it was just the two of you she stepped close enough her chest was a breath away from yours. Her voice was barely a whisper it was so low "Y/N I'm not mad. I'm hurt. I would've kept Frank's secret. I know he's not who the media has made him to be. That being said, I'm here if you need me" you glanced around then started to say "Alice it's not like that" but she cut you off with a raised hand "I know you had your reasons. We're good babe" you smiled and pulled her into a hug allowing yourself a moment to breathe.

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It was around ten thirty when a call came in that made your blood run cold. The hotel had been attacked by Lewis. You threw a look Alice's way as the two of you ran out to the bay.

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When you rolled onto scene squad cars were everywhere. Hell a uniform had to clear traffic for you to get through. 

You grabbed your bag as did Alice before both of you walked to the nearest cop. "Responding to a nine one one call?" He nodded then told both of you what floor and radioed your names up. The walk through the lobby you picked up "The punisher" and "Never would've thought" but not much more. So Frank happened. That must mean Karen was safe.

You knew you were fidgeting on the elevator even before Alice swatted your hand "We're medical professionals Y/N" you nodded then explained "Karen was interviewing Ori and Anvil was working security" "Oh shit" she breathed her eyes wide "Yeah" you replied with a sharp nod.

When you walked off the elevator none other than Madani was talking to Karen in the hallway. You breathed a sigh of relief at seeing her. You glanced back at Alice and nodded for her to go to the Senator while you gave Karen a once over. She nodded and waved at Karen before following the cop away. 

"Y/N" Karen greeted and you could see she was holding a lot back due to the company. You smiled at Madani  and said "Um Dinah if you don't mind she needs to be seen to before she gets questioned any further" 

"I'm through talking to her Y/N but I need to talk to you too. Not just about Frank" she leaned closer and added "Found out more about Rawlins and Cerberus. Your name came up" you had no idea what she meant and knew your face gave you away that once. "Take care of Karen. I'll find you" she said before walking away. You weren't sure if that was a promise or a threat. 

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After you cleared Karen of any serious injuries she gave you the basics of what she knew. It made your heart twist to see tears in her eyes. "Frank was hurt Y/N. He's going to need you" you knew her well enough to know what she was feeling without her giving voice to it so you simply nodded  "I know. As soon as I leave here I'll tell Alice it's an emergency. I have a few vacation days I'll cash in then go find him. You stay safe though ok?" She nodded and squeezed your hand "you too"

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You managed to slip out the hotel without being cornered by Mahoney (who was apparently intent on questioning you about Frank still being alive from what Karen said) or Madani.

When you made it back to the ambulance and mentioned to Alice you needed to take off she gave you a long look then said "I'm supposed to pretend this doesn't have something to do with Frank right?"

You'd known Alice since you first got certified and knew to a certain point she wouldn't try to rat you out so you shrugged "I've got to do what I feel is right. That means as soon as we get back to the station I'm cashing in the week of vacation time I have and heading out" she nodded before you pulled out onto the road. You were almost back to the station before she said "Stay safe and stock up before you leave.. I'll mark it as having been used"

"Thank you" you told her with a smile and she nodded then squeezed your hand "Frank's your family. I've got your back"

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A part of you wondered what Madani meant about your name being mentioned in with Rawlins and Cerberus but your concern for Frank outweighed any and all curiosity.

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You headed home as soon as you left the station house. You knew Frank was hurt but you also knew you needed to transfer your supplies over to a crossbody bag. Just in case you had to move fast.

You had the bag packed and thought about it for a second before putting your gun in the top. You grabbed your jacket and ran out the door, locking it behind you.

It took you twice as long as usual to get to Micro's hideout. You didn't know how serious Madani and Mahoney were about talking to you and didn't put it past either to put a tail on you in hopes it would lead to Frank.

When you finally made it and walked through the door Micro jumped up from the screens then saw it was you "Y/N.. He isn't here" you nodded "I can see that. Mind if I stay until he gets here?" He ran his hand through his hair "Yeah sure"

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You must have dozed off at some point because you woke up to Micro calling your name so you stumbled from your seat in the corner to stand next to him. Your breath caught in your throat when you saw Billy on the screen and heard him saying he was helping the man hunt for Frank.

"No" you breathed and weren't sure if it was a denial or a prayer to be wrong. When the reporter asked what he would say to Frank you felt an urge to throw something at the tv when he said "What happened to you Frank?" 

You glanced up and realized Frank had walked in. His eyes skimmed over you as he stood stoic and you realized he was checking for any visible injuries because you were doing the same to him clocking what clearly looked like a bullet graze on the side of his head and the fact that he was favoring his right arm. "Frank" you gasped and moved towards him but he turned and walked away towards the bathroom. 

"Do we follow him?" Micro asked and you scoffed "I damn sure follow him" you grabbed your bag and headed behind Frank when you walked in he was struggling to get his shirt off so you walked over in front of him "Let me help" he grunted in response so you took that as permission and moved to help him get the torn shirt off his body.

You took a breath when you saw all the cuts littering his body and the piece of shrapnel sticking out his arm. You could feel the anger and pain rolling off of him but remained silent as you dug what you needed out your bag and laid it out. 

Micro looked from you to Frank before saying "Are you going to talk to me? I mean I can fill in some holes from the last time I saw you. Whole world knows you're alive, city thinks you're a terrorist and you had something to do with blowing up a hotel I think?"  You glared at him trying to get the message across to shut up. You were pushing your own feelings down at finding out about Billy's apparent betrayal, you didn't need to hear him going on and on about it.

"And just a guess but seems your buddy Billy Russo was dirty after all?" "David shut the hell up!" You snapped and Frank cut his eyes at you. You moved to see the piece of shrapnel, trying to concentrate on what you could control. "I can handle it" Frank all but growled with his rough voice.

You knew he was hurt a lot deeper than these surface wounds, hell your mind was currently chaos embodied but you met his harsh gaze head on "Frank I don't know what all happened. I'm guessing Billy shot you, I don't know why but if he betrayed you, betrayed Maria.. He deserves to die" your voice cracked so you swallowed hard before continuing "but I'll be damned if I'm not going to help you now. So shut up and let me do my goddamn job" 

Micro looked shocked at your outburst while Frank simply nodded and leaned his arm against the wall. You pulled gloves on then grasped the shrapnel with a clamp and pulled it out. It clattered to the sink with a metallic ting followed by blood squirting out from the wound. You moved quickly stitching up the hole, your body was moving on autopilot. It knew what to do from so many years even when your mind wasn't involved.

Billy was involved with Rawlins. Did he know? Did he know Maria and the kids were going to be killed? Did he hold you at the service knowing that? You felt a wave of nausea as memories of your last night in his arms flooded your mind. He'd know. God why? What was worth betraying the only family he'd ever known?

When you were done with his arm and side you grabbed your stapler and moved to his head. Him and Micro were arguing but you were doing your best to ignore them. "I'm done" Frank told Micro then glanced at you "You done?" You nodded numbly so he walked out the room. 

You took a deep breath then gathered your supplies and followed him without a look at Micro.

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"Frank!" You spoke harsher than you meant to but it worked because he stopped and looked at you "Talk to me, please" "What am I supposed to say? You loved him. He was like a brother to me. He's the reason why we lost Maria and the kids" 

You tried twice before finding your voice to ask "Do you still trust me Frankie?" He covered the steps to you then leaned down to look you in the eyes "No matter what. You're my family sweetheart but I'm going to kill him" you slowly nodded "Just survive it please. I can't lose you too Frank"

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You stood between Frank and Micro as they argued. Frank was gearing up for war and while part of you agreed the other part kept flashing images of Frank truly dead through your mind.

You walked into the area where the computer screens were and stared for a second at the image of Sarah's kitchen until you realized something was wrong "BOTH OF YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP AND COME HERE!" 

They both quickly came into the room and Frank looked where you were pointing. "Take it back" he told Micro who rewinded it to the point that all three of you were forced to watch helpless as Sarah and Zach were kidnapped. 

"How long ago was this?" You asked. "Um less than an hour" Mirco was a mess and you couldn't blame him but the same thought occurred to you right before Frank said "They're coming here. Rawlins and Russo. Sarah has my number"

You were trying to slow down your mind enough to form a coherent thought. Billy was dirty. He'd betrayed all of you and was now what? Ok with kidnapping women and children? 

"Wait. They didn't get Leo" you said so Micro switched around to the camera at the back of his house. All of you watched as Leo climbed down the side of the house then took off running. "Attagirl. She got a phone?" Frank asked. "Yeah" Micro replied so Frank told him to call him. You understood his hesitant response to some degree. 

Frank called her instead and told her to meet at the pool playground. When she hung up he looked at Micro "You go meet her. You're her father now go to your babygirl"

"What are you going to do?" Micro asked him but you already knew. If Rawlins and Billy wanted a fight Frank was going to give them one. "I'm gonna meet these assholes head on. Y/N you go to Madani. Meet me at Greenpoint terminal. If I'm not there by midnight David you go in and tell her everything you know. Ok?" 

You nodded slowly then Frank asked "Got your gun on you?" You pointed to your bag so he leaned down and unzipped it, then dug around before he found it and held it out "Wear it at your lower back" you placed it where it usually rode and he nodded "attagirl.  Anyone seem like they're aiming to cause you harm before you get to Madani  shoot first. Ask questions later. You hear me?" "Yea. I will"  you knew you were taking a big chance but fuck it was worth it.

You glanced at Micro as you leaned down to pick up your bag "He'll get them back" "I know" you nodded once then headed back out the way you'd came in. Karen would be worried but she was safer out of this for now.

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You watched Dinah walk around the park you'd told her to meet at for about an hour before finally hopping down off the low branch you'd been sitting on. She didn't see you so you called her name and she spun around but relaxed when she saw it was you "Thought you'd stood me up" you smirked "Nah. Just making sure it's only the two of us"

You gave her a quick run down of the fact that Frank and Micro were willing to go on record if Homeland helped to recover Sarah and Zach. "Where are we meeting them?" She asked once you were done so you checked the time "Greenpoint terminal, forty five minutes" she nodded "want a ride?" You shrugged and followed her to her car.

You slid in the passenger seat and sat your bag at your feet. She eyed it for a moment then asked "How long have you known Frank was alive?" You waited until she pulled out onto the road to answer "Who do you think patched him up?" 

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Dinah had thankfully not tried to talk to you. You climbed out the car to wait for Frank. You finally heard a sharp whistle and glanced up to see him walking towards you. You patted the hood "C'mon" 

Dinah locked her car then followed you across the open space. The three of you met up at Micro's van that was parked nearby. He hadn't know any of you were there yet.

After Frank checked on Leo, Micro asked what was next. "We get you and Frank on record then we get your family back sound good?" He nodded so you glanced across at Frank "Guess that means we all willingly walk into Homeland?" 

You climbed into the van with Micro, Sarah and Frank. All of you were silent. You tried and failed to not think about Billy. Had everything been a lie?

When and why did he decide to give up everyone for money?

You looked across at Frank and wanted nothing more than to hug him. You also wanted to ask what happened with the team that was sent to the hideout, you needed to see if he was hurt.

For now all of you had to get to Homeland, luckily the Special Agent in Charge was following right behind you. How the hell were you supposed to be the same after this? How were any of you supposed to have an after?

@intothesoul

@weallhaveadestiny

[wildglitch]

SecurityGuard! Denki AU

"So...my job Is to just watch these robots all night?" Denki asked skeptically to the man in front of him.

Said man just gave a too wide smile to the younger boy, sending goosebumps down his spine "Of course! With your 'quirk', you'll be perfect for the job!" He responded, walking Denki thought the old abandoned building that looked like an 80's time capsule

When Denki set out to find a summer job so his aunt wouldn't send him back to Japan, he was prepared to do just about anything to get the money to pay the"Summer Rent" his aunt makes him pay that allows him to stay at her house in Hurricane Utah. But as he looked around at the deteriorating building and the rusting old robots or 'Animatronics' that stood in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a sinking pit in his stomach and a little voice in the back of his head telling him to run.

Looking down at the printed Craigslist ad he brought with him, he read,

HELP WANTED

Freedy Fazbear Pizza

Family pizzeria looking for security guard to work the nightshift. 12am to 6am.

Monitor cameras,ensure safety to equipment and anamitronic characters

Not reasponsible for injury/dismemberment.

150$ a week.

to apply call, 1-888-FAZ-FAZBEAR

The add looked sketchy as all hell and it doesn't take a genius to tell that something is seriously wrong with the old building he was currently in. But by the time he had found the addlisting, it was almost the end of the week and the deadline given to him by his aunt to get a job.

He's desperate ok? As much as he hates having to spend his summer breaks in America and not at home, he knows that if he is sent back because he forgot save to up the money that he was suppose to take with him, as part of the deal his parents made with his aunt to let him stay with her,  he would be grounded until next summer.

So, at the late hours of 2:30am in a sleep deprived haze, a botched resume and a series of not so smart choices later, Denki applied for the Job. The next morning, when he realized what he did, it was already too late, and they wanted him there as soon as possible for an interview.

He got there in a rush, printing out the job listing to look over later and just deciding to not look a gifted horse in the mouth. Who cares if he has no clue what he applied for? He'll probably figure it out.

When he got to the place, He was immediately on guard. Then it got worse when the creepy interviewer showed up with his cheary energy that was just a tad on the far side.

Also, Apparently, this was less an interview, but more of a sales pitch for the job. by what he picked up from the man as he gave him a tour of the building, everyone quits the job either by the end of their first night or some time later.

No one has worked here for more than a week.

The job was basically guaranteed to him. But the real question was with all that he had learned so far plus the non liability forms he was just handed, if he was willing to risk it?

"And you're saying no one has ever worked for more than a week?" Denki asked, looking up at the man

"Yes, and it's such a shame because since so many people leave before the week ends, they don't end up getting payed" The man said flippantly

"Uh huhhhh" Denki started slowly "And these papers?”

"Non liability forms the company hands out to every security guard”

"Riiiiight. Because I can get hurt in this job”

"You will be working with electricity, but I doubt that would be an issue for you” Right, he knew his quirk for some reason.

"I'm more concerned about the part that say 'Dismemberment' actually” Along side the fact that they are apprerantly allowing a 16 year old work the night shift

"I don't see what the issue or confusion is here Mr. Kaminari?" They says tilting his head at him "In your resume you stated that you have experience with machinery and security? and I'm pretty sure we talked about all the job detailes last night on the phone when I gave you your interview”

The what now-

"Here, I even have your job application here" the creepy man says, handing him a piece of paper out of a folder he was carrying

Looking it over, he reads:

 Job Requirements. Must be experienced in security and  electronics. Must be drug free while on the clock. Must not have a criminal record. Must be over the age of 18

DATE OF APLICATION: July 3rd of 20--

NAME: Denki Kaminari

ADDRESS: ‐------ Ohio/--------Mastufusa

TELEPHONE: +#########

AGE: 21

NATIONALITY: Japanese

WORK ExP: 3 year of security in "The nether inco."

EDUCATION: collage graduate

POSITION APPLIED TO: Security guard

Must be over 18 too work here...

...Well shit.

"Well then" Denki said, looking grimly up at the practically rotting robots, 

He felt the buzz coming from his phone telling him his aunt is looking for him. Probably wanting him out of the house. Just like his parents…

Shutting off his phone, he smiles back at the aging man in purple handing back the forms "When do I start?”

Well, he thinks as he signs the the non liability papers, at least if he's injured, he will be able to sue due to their negligence to do a background check on him.

At the gleaming eyes the man had at his words, he couldn't help but think what did he just get himself into.

[laven23]

La's Frerard theory

⚠️Make sure not to hate in the comments. If you're not interested chill out, go out!

This is a very important era. The fans started to really feel like it was actually happening. The evidences were getting much obvious, pretty soon they would tell us they were dating or something, right?

2007

If I chose to waste the past 10 years of my life to explain something, that would be that confusing year in my chem. There was no single moment these two weren't doing something onstage. Seriously, look at those pictures yourself and tell me if for an anti-homophobia message it wasn't too much:

Much weird, right? I mean. Not disgusting at all lol. But isn't it too much even for making the fans happy, to make homophobes mad, or anything else? There was not only inoffensive kisses, they were not even fast, and sexual things was happening too much. About the kisses, what's more interesting were those passionate ones:

Chronologically 1st one ->

2nd ->

There you could watch them doing it freely. Nothing to hide, nothing to care. Frank was single and so was Gerard. But why? Why when people asked them it turned into nothing? When it comes to the interviews there was only laughing and embarrassment (specially coming from Gerard).. They were playing with us? With each other? Pretty soon you'll see who got more played in this situation.

Interview 1

Interviewer: (...) Wants to know if Gerard sleeps naked

Frank: Yes he does

Gerard: No!

Frank: Well you did when you slept with me

Gerard: a literal nervous laugh.

Interview 2 (About the most famous kiss)

Interviewer: How it was to kiss Frank?

Gerard: oh it was like magic! Fireworks!

Frank on the background: hiding his face

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Ending of 07's: Suddenly Wife!?

Let's not talk about her in specifical this time, but about what brought her into the fandom. Surprisingly Gerard appeared with a woman, and we heard they got married in December 3rd. But not only us but everyone else including the bandmates didn't know Gerard was even that serious with her since they were dating about three months until that moment, even them being old friends it was still too soon. Fans shocked. Some of happiness, liking her, her band and stuff. Others wanted to know what about Frank. Others just hated her because she was too possessive (still) but as I said this is not the subject.

That was an literal nightmare. Gerard and Frank just fought onstage after that, not sure If Frank tried to kiss or tackle him but Gerard got him rolling to the floor. Everytime I watch this I feel so much pain.

The fight ->

We can guess Frank was the only one who fell for him. Or Gerard wasn't brave enough to show off with him. It's very hard to say but deep inside Gerard can be an insecure guy looking for some rescue, something that wouldn't make him worry and get anxious like a gay relationship for example. Not saying he doesn't love Lindsey, but I can't say he doesn't (didn't) love Frank sometime. Personally i feel like it can't be that he didn't fall for him. Even Frank being the insistent one, You need two individuals to make a kiss, right?

Frank started to show himself in a depressed way. Like one time that he went to the backstage and started crying when Gerard was singing Cancer, like he couldn't stand up even for a inoffensive sad song. And more, There's a rumor that says Ray saw Frank crying in the bathroom (not sure where).

2008

Results: Frank was pissed. Like for real.

We never saw him this pissed before. We knew kiddo Frank. The crazy one, the eternal teen, the bone breaker. Now he was an literal adult.

As we all thought is the obvious, he got back together with Jamia and it didn't take long until he got married too.

With that, what a musician would do about it? Music, of course. First Frank started writing poetry (about Gerard) on his site on myspace called ftwwillz (which one he still used until 2013 or 2014), pretty soon he would use those lyrics to make his new songs. Leathermouth came with the most violently depressing songs, reminds a lot of Black flag, his favorite band.

2009

MCR was inactive. Frank started a new band of electronic-rock called Death spells. Full of those myspace lyrics as much as Leathermouth. I think Frank made this account for some of the fans see and believe what he says. What he feels.

All for today killjoys