ashiyn · 1 year ago
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clicked on the latest abroad in japan video and the intro from building with bdubs s3 started playing and the fucking confusion in my brain did not help me understand how i SOMEHOW accidentally unpaused a bwb video amongst all of my tabs but low and behold, it took me an embarrassingly long amount of time for me to figure out that chris apparently also uses the same intro song and i did in fact not unpause a bwb video
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httpseungmxn · 1 month ago
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Big Boy
Quackity X Streamer!Female Reader
🍡 - flirty/extra flirty
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Authors Note: Hello hello my Angels, I know I promised the Jin fic soon buuuuuut Q posted this photo and everyone, including myself, went wild over it! So I just had to make a fic about it! I have decided to make a new fic category just for this one, flirty/extra flirty! This fic will also play off of the other fics I made about him! I hope you guys can enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it!<3
Warnings: Lanai attempts to get reader canceled:( , Reader is called “hermosa” and “amor”, wee bit of cussing fr this time
Triggers: None as far as I am aware!
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You had really come to know Alex over the past few months. Him becoming one of your best friends, especially after it came out that your best friend Lenai had been spreading lies about you. She had gone to Alex first, expecting him to believe her, but that was a big mistake. As soon as he noticed the negative way she was speaking, he hopped on call with you while also helping notify your fans of the girl's lies.
Nightly calls were almost a daily thing between you two, as well as constant facetimes during yours and his visits to the gym. His hat was always left on, despite feeling just a little extra hot, he wasn’t quite ready to show you yet. You fully understood considering you used to hide your face from everyone. 
The closer you got, the more you wanted to visit him. You were bringing much more in than you expected from streaming, so a plane ticket wouldn’t be a problem. You wanted it to be a surprise to Alex though, knowing that would make it more fun. Alex had often talked about you guys meeting in real life, and how exciting it would be. It was decided, you would be booking a flight to see him. You already knew where he lived, having reached out to karl to help you with the surprise. Making him swear he wouldn’t tell alex you were going to see him. The plane ticket was much easier to get than you expected, and packing was done in a matter of hours.
The nerves set in that night after you had finished packing. It was clear to you and the fans that you had a bit of a thing for Alex, and getting to meet him was making you nervous. You always wondered if you should tell him how you felt but was always too scared to let it slip out to him. You had come so close to saying it a few days ago but it just got stuck in your throat.
You hardly slept the night, and as much as you hoped you would sleep on the plane, you didn’t. You were too nervous and excited at the same time. Feeling bad when you had to decline a facetime from alex while you were on the plane, not wanting to spoil the surprise. Though you answered him as soon as you were off the plane and in a taxi. “ hermosa, why didn’t you answer any of my calls before? I thought you were mad at me! “, “ im sorrrryyyy, I was taking a long nap, I’m in a taxi now though “,  “ a taxi? Where are you going, hermosa? “,  smiling to yourself, knowing in just a short while he will know where you are.
That came sooner than you expected though. Getting out of the taxi and making sure the camera is angled directly at your face so he can’t see where you are. “ im just visiting a friend nearby. Hold on just one sec, alex. “. knocking very gently on his door and looking to the camera, nerves setting back in when you see him leave his room. “ someones here, but I didn’t order any pizza. if I die, it was the hut, hermosa. “, unable to hold back a giggle. Looking to the door when it opens and smiling brightly at the boy in front of you. “ guess now you know which friend I’m visiting, huh? “. He didn’t respond at first, probably still trying to process it. Just as you didn’t process what he was doing until you were lifted up into a tight hug.
Smiling brightly as you hugged back. Not even letting go when you were set down. His arms were wrapped to tight around your waist, if you were a balloon you probably would’ve popped by now. You didn’t mind it though, you felt safe in his arms. Your nerves being shooed away with one little hug. “ how the fuck did you manage to surprise me so well, hermosa “ ,  “ you know I like to keep you on your toes, ‘lex “. Smiling again when he lets out a light laugh at your response. 
“ come in, come in, sorry it might be kind of a mess “, Alex spoke as he gathered your bags and carried them inside for you. Only then did you realize just how big he had gotten in the muscle category. Eyes staring at his muscles as they flexed with each movement. “ alex, when the hell did you manage to grow those? “, unable to hold your filter. 
Listening to him laugh again before he flexed his arms to show off for you. “ are you checking me out, amor? “. That was new, he had never called you that before, and it was obvious to him you knew what it meant considering the blush coming to your cheeks. “ now don’t get too ahead of yourself, cowboy, you were the one purposely checking me out on call just five minutes ago “.
“ Did you expect me not too? You look really beautiful in that dress “. That was also new. Alex was constantly teasing you, but the tone in his voice was different now. It sounded so serious and dripped with confidence in how he felt. You found it hard to hold eye contact wit him now. Not even five minutes into the meet up, and alex already had you red.
“ Lets be honest, Amor, surely you didn’t expect me to hold back just because you’d turn all red and yell at me. You being here just means I can let it all out, times ten. “. His smile had you wobbly in the legs, there was something so different about seeing it in person compared to facetime.
Only now did you realize this visit was going to be a lot more different than you expected. 
Alex was going to be the death of you.
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Authors ending note; So who else got butterflies reading that? I got jittery and I’m the one writing it! I feel like I’m slowly beginning to get better at portraying him, and thats probably because I study the way a lot of people write him while also paying extra attention to how he is in streams/videos. Perhaps soon we will get a confession, and possibly a hair reveal? Who knowssss, guess you guys will have to just stick around for the next one! Also who else lost their mind over that photo he dropped last night? I’m in the whatsapp and as soon as he sent it, twitter was going absolutely chaotic[myself included]! If you guys wanna follow me on social media, my X is @/f_fuyuma! Until next time, My Angels 🫶
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mikaleialt · 1 year ago
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Caught in 4k
Bada Lee x Youtuber!Reader
Synopsis: A famous youtuber who uploads dance covers and sometimes even her own choreographies is actually Bada Lee's girlfriend?!!— or — you suddenly got exposed during a livestream, now people knew of you and Bada's relationship
Cw: nothing just fluff
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After your youtube channel reached the 5 million subscribers milestone, you decided to do the most requested content of your viewers which is a livestream.
They wanted you to do a livestream where you perform some dance covers and teach some of your latest choreographies. Of course to make it more fun and interactive you decided to add some Q and A segments, to be more interactive.
You started youtube way back, but before your contents used to be just a simple vlog about your everyday life, but soon shifts into posting some dance covers and sometimes even posting some of your own choreographies. Your old viewers are already aware of your talent in dancing and are so happy that you finally gained confidence to showcase your talent.
You still do some vlogs here and there, but most of your content now is about dance.
Now in the present, you are standing in your bedroom, the camera setup is facing one of your bedroom wall that serves as your background, while your monitor is next to it, where you read the live chats and manage the whole stream.
The title screen "live starts in 5..." is the only thing your viewers are seeing at the moment as you do some warm ups first. You stare at the viewer count that reads there are almost 15k people waiting on your live.
Once you feel that you are all set, you removed the title screen and waved at the camera.
"Hello everybody!" You did your intro and started doing small talks with your viewers as your chat feed floods with more people, telling you how excited they are.
"Your top looks familiar" you saw the comment passes by your screen which made you realize that the shirt you're wearing is one of Bada's shirt, and not just any shirt. It was the same shirt she wore on her first dance battle with Redy on swf 2.
You tried to ignore the comment and continue reading a few more before your viewers started begging you to teach one of your latest dance choreography, which you did.
You stand at the center of the screen once again and looked at the camera before looking back at the monitor.
"Ok ok, we'll start with the 'dance lessons', you guys wanted" you said as you prepare the first song you'll dance to.
"Oh before I start, just a quick announcement, I am not a dance teacher, nor do I have any experience teaching dance. This is literally my first time teaching, so thank you for being my guinea pigs for this experiment" you joked before starting teaching the choreo to your viewers.
Coincidentally, the first song is 16 shots, which made the person who commented earlier appear again as you read the comments in-between teaching your choreo.
"The song and the shirt really makes me feel like I've seen it already somewhere before" the comment said. To which you ignored once again.
You feel a slight blush, it's really all just a coincidence, you're not really thinking of anything when you decided to take Bada's shirt on her closet to wear for the livestream, and it's also a coincidence that you made a choreo to the 16 shots a few days ago.
Your livestream goes on for a bit over 30 minutes now and you are currently taking a break mid-stream and just chatting with your viewers.
One question after another you answer your viewer when a particular question pops up.
"You dance so well, are you taking any dance class?" You read the question out loud and the question seems to catch the viewers attention as they flood the chat feed once again with comments about how they are also curious about it.
"Honestly, I was self taught, in terms of dancing that is. But a few months ago, I joined this dance academy just for the fun of it. I just wanna improve my skills more, you know what I mean." You answered, but your answer just sparked more questions.
"What dance academy?" Is the only thing that you can read from the chat feed. You contemplate whether you should tell them or not. And after tons of viewers begged for your answer and a chat dono appears, sending you 500 dollars with a message "please tell us", you finally give in.
"It was at JustJerk" you said and immediately viewers went wild. Some even commenting "maybe it's time to enroll for a dance class too" or "no wonder your style seems familiar". But another question pops up and it caught everyone's attention.
"Do you see Bada Lee on JustJerk?" The chat read. And every viewer saw it so you can't ignore this one.
"Yeah, sometimes..." you said, and it was a lie. You always saw Bada there, no scratch that, you are always with Bada there. How can you not see her everytime you go there, she is your girlfriend, you always go to the academy together.
"OMG YOU SHOULD COVER BADA'S CHOREO FOR SHIRT" a comment pops up again and the chat once again goes wild.
"Fine, fine... wait give me a minute I'm trying to remember the step again" you search up the dance cover and watch the video before learning the choreography once more.
Meanwhile, Bada had just arrived at your apartment and was looking for you, when she heard Shirt by Sza plays over and over again coming from your shared bedroom.
Slowly, Bada creeps in and peaked by the door to see what's going on and saw your livestream setup. You are too focused on your live that you didn't even noticed her leaning by the door frame, watching you.
"...ok I think I got it" You said as you ready yourself before playing the song once again and you start moving to the beat.
Bada is in awe once she realized you are dancing to her choreo, and to Shirt even. Her jaw drops as you execute all the moves perfectly, but boy it doesn't stop there.
"...Damn, you ain't deserve~" the music subsides for a bit, you twirl around before the beats drop ones again as you move your hips to the beat before looking up the camera and hitting the beat once again.
Bada squeals as you finish dancing, she can't get over at how sexy you look earlier. You turn your head to the door as you see your girlfriend kneeling on the ground.
"Oh my god, when did you arrived?" You said, your viewers were curious on who were you talking to as they flood your chat feed once more with questions.
"Wait I moment... I know that voice" the same person who commented earlier appears again.
Bada runs up to you, and hugs you tightly, planting tons of kisses on your face. "You look so sexy just now" your girlfriend gushes over you.
"I KNEW IT! THAT EXPLAINS EVERYTHING" the chat feed was bombarded with surprised emotes and messages like "holy shit, they are dating?!!!!".
You face the camera shyly as Bada breaks off from you and hugs you from behind as she hides her reddened face on the crook of you neck.
"Uhmmm yeah so... I think this is where I will end my stream" you chuckled lightly as Bada cowers in embarassment behind you, now realizing that your relationship was revealed to more than 35k people right now.
"This is not really what I planned when I first decided to do the livestream but yeah, I hope you had fun dancing with me... and yeah me and Bada are dating... anyway that would be all byeeee!" You quickly cut the cameras and ended the live.
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A/n: and that is all for this story, thank you all for choosing this. I hoped you liked it. Sorry for any grammatical errors.
Requests are open
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angelic-sturniolos111 · 1 year ago
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“I’m on live right now…” 🔴
You and Chris have been secretly dating for months and have been making your best efforts to hide your relationship from the internet. You want to surprise your boyfriend by visiting him during tour. Internet fame, poor timing, and Nick’s big mouth end up exposing the truth between you and Chris.
chris sturniolo x fem! reader
reader is a small influencer, and best friends with Nick
warnings: cursing, some angst
author’s note: currently working on “Matt’s Teammate” pt. 2 so checkout pt. 1 if you haven’t already!
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You haven’t seen Chris in about two months since tour started, and you were really missing him. He always made sure to shoot you cute texts during the day, call you nearly every morning, and FaceTime at night after the shows. Still, he was busy, and you could tell tour and being away from you was a lot for him to be juggling at once.
You had started a YouTube channel about two years back, and really just documented your life. Somehow, your weekly life updates seemed to gain popularity, and soon you had nearly 200k subscribers. That’s when you were contacted by Z Star Digital, a company dedicated to young and upcoming content creators. You flew out to LA to meet with a team of professionals who offered you a contract with their company that you accepted, and that same week you attended your first Z Star Digital event to get exposed to the other creators in the franchise. You met Nick early on at the start of the event before meeting Matt or Chris. You had been following the triplets for a while, and they were just about to hit 1m subscribers. Nick hit it off with you instantly, and the two of you were attached at the hip the entire event. You and Nick became friends after this night, and hung out every time you were in LA (which also meant you were hanging out with his brothers). It took Chris a long time to ask you out which was agonizing considering you had been crushing on him before the two of you even met. Before making anything official you two had a long talk about your feelings for one another, and how you could make your dating life as private as possible. That was ten months ago, and you’ve both managed to not expose your relationship to the media. Not yet, at least.
With Nick’s help you managed to fly out to Florida to see Chris in his last few shows of the tour. Chris was in the lead, and you wanted to see his last few shows to hopefully be there if he won. You wanted to keep your visit a secret from Chris to surprise him (which also meant keeping it a secret from Matt because he’s awful at keeping secrets and somehow would’ve 100% told Chris you were coming). So you and Nick had been sneakily texting and calling back and forth getting you from the airport to their hotel.
Hey I’m downstairs but I don’t have a key to get up the elevator. Can you please swing by the lobby and bring me up? Thx 💞 You text Nick. Heart nearly thumping out of your chest from excitement.
Yeah ofc give me two minutes!
Chris’s POV:
“My Uber Eats is here I’m gonna run downstairs and get it be right back.” Nick says getting up to leave the room.
“K. Chris do you need the shower right now or can I hop in?” Matt asks.
“Nah man it’s all yours I showered before the show today.” [if ykyk 🤪]
Nick leaves, and Matt goes to shower, leaving me by myself. I pick up my phone to FaceTime Y/N, and it gets declined straight away. Weird. Maybe she’s showering too— which in that case I wish she WOULD answer. I opened Instagram and decided to start a live stream to give fans some updates on tour, and maybe steal some of Nick’s food for the camera. Before I even started talking there were a couple thousand fans viewing the live.
“Sup guys! Just wanted to come on here and give you some updates. Team Orange is in the lead, and if Matt win’s these next two Florida shows we’ll be tied and have to hold a tie-breaker. That’s pretty exciting actually I’d love for that to happen. Uhh yeah so Tril is gonna be on tour soon so go follow him and check that out. I’ll probably—”
“YOU’RE GIRLFRIEND HAS ARRIVEDDDD!” Nick sings as he bursts through the door with Y/N trailing behind him. My heart skips a beat and my jaw drops.
“I’m on live right now…” was the only thing I managed to say. Nick and Y/N’s mouths were now agape with mine. I snatch my phone and swipe out of Instagram as fast as I can ending the live.
Y/N’s POV:
“Shit Chris I’m sorry. Maybe no one caught me saying that…”
“Nick are you fucking stupid? You sang that shit at the top of your lungs and I had twelve thousand people watching! God damnit Nick, what the fuck?” Chris screams at Nick. Keeping our relationship private is sacred to Chris, and telling the fandom he has a girlfriend has always been one of his biggest fears.
“Don’t yell at me like that! It’s not like I knew you were on live?! I was trying to be a good brother by surprising you with your girlfriend— who is standing right here by the way and didn’t come all the way here to watch us freaking argue!” Nick retorts as he moves aside letting Chris get a full look at me.
“Umm. Surprise?” I say shyly. This is definitely not the reunion I pictured in my head. Chris let’s out a deep sigh and his shoulders relax.
“Nick’s right. I’m really so happy you’re here I needed to see you…” Chris says as he wraps his arms tightly around me, and I do the same in return. He leaves light kisses all over my cheeks and forehead. “I missed you so much baby.”
“I missed you more my love.” I say in return. I can see the concerned and defeated look on his face as I pull away from our hug. “Look, we were going to tell your fans eventually. I’m honestly surprised we went this long without spilling the news. We’ll navigate through this together and figure something out, okay love?” Chris’s eyes soften as he looks down at me.
“You’re right. I know you’re right… I love you.” He says sincerely planting a sweet, soft kiss on my lips.
“I love you too, Chris.”
The cute moment you were sharing with your boyfriend was interrupted by the sound of a sliding glass door. You turn to see Matt coming out of the bathroom in a robe.
“What the hell is with all the yelling? I was in there for like six minutes and— oh shit! Hey Y/N!” Matt says excitingly as he looks up to see you.
“Hey Matt.” You laugh, knowing he is completely out of the loop right now.
Matt walks over to his nightstand and picks up his phone, a confused look on his face once the screen lights up as he sees how many notifications he’s gotten. He looks concentrated as he scrolls through his phone for a moment.
YOU’RE GIRLFRIEND HAS ARRIVVEDDD!
I’m on live right now…
You hear the recording play through Matt’s phone, and his jaw drops too.
“Ohhhhh shit. Nick you’re a fucking moron.” Matt says and Nick throws his hands up in the air in defeat making the four of you laugh.
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Hope you enjoyed this one! I wrote this when I couldn’t sleep and I haven’t proofread any of this just yet so my apologies for any errors lol.
- Kay 🩶
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shitsndgiggs · 3 months ago
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Hey, Kaya. Hope you're well. My request is: Kenan and YN are happily married to each other. YN discovers that she is pregnant and wants to surprise Kenan who is in Istanbul training with the national team. When she arrives in Istanbul and with the help of the other players, she is able to keep her surprise. However, as she is about to surprise Kenan, she overhears him telling Arda that he dated and married YN out of pressure and obligation to his parents. YN starts questioning their entire relationship and leaves without confronting him. I don't know what happens in between, you can include the drama and groveling, but she gives him a second chance on their baby's first birthday party.
DO YOU REALLY LOVE ME? - KENAN YILDIZ
In which Kenan fucked up
Kenan Yildiz x pregnant! reader
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The sun streamed through the curtains as I stared at the positive pregnancy test in my hand. My heart raced with excitement. Kenan and I had talked about starting a family, but now it was real.
I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when I told him. He was in Istanbul, training with the national team. I decided to surprise him there.
With a plan in mind, I packed my bags and made arrangements to fly to Istanbul. I reached out to a few of the players who were more than happy to help me pull off the surprise.
They assured me they’d keep Kenan distracted until I arrived.
When I landed in Istanbul, the excitement was almost unbearable. One of the players, Hakan, picked me up from the airport. “He’s going to be so thrilled,” he said, smiling.
“I hope so,” I replied, nervously clutching my bag.
We arrived at the training facility, and the guys whisked me into a small room where I could wait until practice was over.
I could hear the laughter and chatter of the team as they finished up for the day.
As I prepared to step out and surprise Kenan, I heard voices just outside the door. I froze when I recognized Kenan’s voice. He was talking to Arda.
“I don’t know, man,” Kenan said, his voice heavy with frustration. “I feel like I married her out of pressure and obligation to my parents. Sometimes, I think I just did it to make everyone happy.”
Arda sounded concerned. “But do you love her, Kenan?”
Kenan sighed. “I do, but... it's complicated. I don’t know if it’s enough. Sometimes, I think I convinced myself it was love because it was easier that way. I feel trapped, like I can’t breathe.”
Arda’s voice was firm. “You need to figure this out. You can’t keep stringing her along if you’re not sure. It’s not fair to her.”
“I know,” Kenan said, his voice breaking. “I just... I don’t know what to do.”
My heart shattered. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I felt like the ground had been pulled out from under me.
The love and excitement I had felt just moments ago turned into a suffocating pain. I quietly backed away from the door, my mind reeling.
Without confronting him, I slipped out of the facility and made my way back to the airport. The flight home was a blur of tears and confusion.
How could everything have been a lie? I arrived back home, broken and devastated.
I didn’t know how to face his parents, but they needed to know the truth. I went to their house, my heart heavy with sorrow.
“I’m pregnant,” I told them, my voice trembling. “But I don’t want Kenan in our lives right now. He... he doesn’t love me.”
Their faces fell, and I could see the disappointment in their eyes. They loved me like their own daughter, and this news was a blow.
They promised to talk to Kenan, to make him understand the gravity of what he’d done.
Months passed, and I focused on preparing for the baby. Kenan tried to call, text, even showed up at the door, but I couldn’t face him. My heart couldn’t take it.
My parents were supportive, but I could see the worry in their eyes. They knew how much I loved Kenan, and they were afraid of what this stress was doing to me and the baby.
When our baby was born, it was a beautiful and bittersweet moment. Kenan’s and my own mother were in the delivery room with me, providing the support I needed.
Kenan wasn’t there, but he sent money and gifts, trying to support us from afar. But it wasn’t the same.
On our baby’s first birthday, I decided to throw a small party. I wanted to celebrate this milestone, despite everything.
To my surprise, Kenan showed up. He looked tired and broken, but determined.
“Please, just hear me out,” he pleaded as I stood in the doorway, my arms crossed.
I nodded, unable to deny him this chance. We went outside, away from the party noise.
“I was an idiot,” he began, his voice thick with emotion. “I was scared and stupid. I never meant what I said. I love you more than anything, and I want to be a part of our baby’s life. I want to be a family.”
I looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of deceit. All I saw was raw honesty and regret. “You hurt me, Kenan. You hurt us.”
“I know, and I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you if you let me,” he said, stepping closer. “I’m begging you, give me another chance.”
Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked at him. Despite everything, I still loved him. “This is your last chance, Kenan. Don’t make me regret it.”
He nodded, relief washing over his face. He pulled me into his arms, holding me tightly. “Thank you. I promise, I’ll never let you down again.”
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muddyorbsblr · 4 months ago
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this magnetic force of a man
'one look and they'll know' collection masterlist See my full list of works here!
Placement: married era; a few months after 'come on, england'
Summary: A watch party livestream on TikTok catches sight of you and Tom in the VIP tent of the final night of the Eras Tour in London
Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Reader
Word Count: 2.2k
Warning/s: language; potentially inaccurate depictions of what goes on backstage in a concert; changed lyrics for Lover [let me know if I missed anything!]
Things to be aware of: new & experiment story format in the first part of the chapter; fictional streamer "original character" heavily featured in first part of the chapter
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TikTok Livestream of getawayscholar: Eras Tour Wembley N8 Watch Party!
The stream on screen zooms in to the VIP Tent.
"Hold on! Hold the fuck on is that…holy shit we have ex alert in attendance! Friends and others, Tom Hiddleston just walked in to the VIP tent with Y/N H--I didn't even know they were still together damn good for them." getawayscholar applauds on her stream; the chat floods with clapping hands emojis and various hearts.
The stream on screen shows Travis approaching you and Tom, shaking Tom's hand and making you jump for a high five with a jovial smile on his face. The three are talking while they walk to where Travis is seated.
"And they're seated with Travis, holy shit the world is healing."
Paramore's opener set begins. The stream on screen refocuses to the stage for the next 5 songs.
getawayscholar's stream chat floods with messages: "change source stream!" "check VIP tent!" "some shit's going down on VIP go go go!"
New Instagram Live streaming on getawayscholar's big screen shows you and Tom in your own little bubble, dancing with each other to "The Only Exception". You're singing the words to him.
"'Didn't I read somewhere that these two got married?' I don't know about this one yet, guys but if they did ohh my god good for them! Look at these two they look like the definition of in love and unbothered--Hold up what's going on why's Jan in the VIP tent?"
The stream on screen shows Jan talking to Travis and you, looking panicked, making a gesture for you two to follow him to the stage. Tom holds on to your hand as you're leaving. You mouth many words. Visibly "It's okay" and "I love you" before giving him a kiss and running out of the tent with Travis.
"What's going on, y'all? Are we getting Travis on stage again? Maybe for the Lover era this time?!" getawayscholar squeals on her stream, visibly kicking her feet for a few seconds before abruptly stopping. "But hold on, why do they need Y/N H., though?"
The chat pops up with one new message: 'Not sure how accurate it is but I read somewhere that Y/N H. did some work for the TTPD Era stage design? Maybe it's something about the glitch?'
The stream on screen refocuses back to Paramore on the stage for the rest of the opener set. The countdown clock appears on screen. When the clock strikes 00:00, the dancers come out on stage. The show proceeds as scheduled until the end of You Need to Calm Down. Taylor approaches the mic with her guitar and begins her opening remarks.
"What a bittersweet honor it is that I get to say these words for the last time where in Wembley Stadium. London, welcome to the Eras Tour!" The crowd applauds and cheers. getawayscholar applauds from her seat at home. "The last time we were here a few months ago we made some absolutely insane memories on this stage, in this stadium…" The stage screen flashes to Travis walking out in a suit and top hat on Night 3, leading to more cheers. "And I can't wait to make some more with you tonight."
getawayscholar sits up straight, looking excited and panicked. "What does that mean, Taylor?!" she shouts on her stream.
Taylor starts playing Lover, with a longer musical interlude after the first chorus. She starts speaking again while playing the interlude chords.
"Now you all know how sometimes I like to bring out a few special guests up here on stage." The crowd screams and claps. "Well tonight I'd like to bring someone out that has been an absolute delight to have known for the better part of a decade. She's one of the most brilliant minds I'll ever meet in my lifetime, and the only person I know who sleeps about as much as I do. Which according to you all is…next to never." 
"Ohh my god what is happening--" the Instagram Live streamer starts shouting.
"She has made her mark on so much of this tour, from our stage design, the Tortured Poets dress, the reputation bodysuit, the graphics on the screen that are nothing short of breathtaking and sometimes terrifying. I mean, you all said it, not me." The crowd erupts in laughter. "So I'd like you all to help me welcome on to the stage…stage designer, costume designer, graphic designer, fellow mastermind, and a dear personal friend of mine…Y/N Hiddleston."
The crowd from the stream gasps. getawayscholar gasps and squeals in her seat, gripping her chair armrests tight as a platform opens to reveal you rising up to the stage in a navy bodysuit short dress with gold lace detailing, mic in hand. You look to the VIP tent, blowing a kiss to your husband before you start singing.
"We could let our friends crash in the living room This is our place, we've made those calls"
"Did they switch up the lyrics?!" getawayscholar squeals, starting to bounce in her chair.
"And I don't give a damn if everyone who sees you wants you I've loved you eight summers now, honey And I want 'em all"
The stream on screen zooms in to the VIP tent, Tom has made his way to the front, tears in his eyes as he watches you on stage.
"And I'll go where you go We swore to always be this close Forever and ever and oh Take me out, take me home You're my my my lover"
Another extended interlude as you walk over to Taylor and you give each other an embrace, looking like excited childhood friends as you sway side to side before parting ways and walking to opposite sides of the end of the stage. You stop at the edge, facing the VIP tent.
Taylor sings to the crowd, "Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand? With every guitar string scar on my hand"
You point towards the VIP tent, right at Tom, before joining Taylor and singing, "I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover" . You both sing the next few lines of the bridge until Taylor stops to give the final line over to you, revealing that this line was also rewritten for the show.
"And at every table…you've saved me a seat. Lover."
The stream on screen changes sources to someone streaming from a much closer angle, the camera zooming in to the detailing on your costume.
"Holy shit this woman is something else. It's the quiet unhinged energy for me and in this household we love Y/N Hiddleston," getawayscholar tells her stream, grabbing a screenshot of the intricate gold lace detailing on your dress, revealing that some portions were made of embroidered lettering that spelled out "I ♥︎ TH".
"Lover" ends and you and Taylor walk towards the center of the end platform, joining hands and raising them in the air before taking a bow.
The stream on screen pans the camera over to the VIP tent, zooming in on Tom applauding with a brilliant smile on his face before pointing at the stage and shouting, "That's my wife!"
Taylor addresses the crowd again. "Now…seeing that this is our last night here in Wembley Stadium, I figured a few more surprises sprinkled in wouldn't hurt." She motions toward you with both arms before the piano for the acoustic section emerges from under the stage and she sits in front of it, both of you nodding at each other before she started playing. The crowd erupts into cheers again as you started singing.
"Combat…I'm ready for combat…"
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Overwhelming.
That was the only word you could think of to describe this moment right here, standing on stage with Taylor in the dress you'd worked on for weeks and fully knowing that by now, multiple posts had been made on the details you worked into the lace. Probably even some news articles from various sites, both reputable and otherwise.
You both joined hands, raising them up in the air before you took a bow again, doing a little hair flip when you came back up. The platform then began to descend and Taylor pulled you into an embrace.
"I'm so happy I actually got to share a stage with you," she said excitedly, giving you a squeeze before being whisked off to change into her Fearless era dress. "Drinks after the show?" she called out while she shimmied out of her bodysuit.
"Count on it, Babes," you answered her, shimmying out of your own dress that one of her dancers helped you out of. Once you were back in your regular dress and shrugged your jacket on, you found the crew applauding you and cheering you on. Taylor included.
"You did great, Tater Tot," Travis spoke up. "Now come on I gotta get you back to VIP before your husband gets hounded."
You gave them all a little salute before running out of the prep area, giving the towering hulk of an athlete a pointed look. "For the record, only you and Taylor can call me that and live to tell the tale."
"I know I know," he answered, chuckling as he opened the curtain leading to the VIP tent. Once the thick fabric was put aside, the attendees in the VIP tent greeted you with a relatively quieter round of cheers and applause. They all mostly stepped aside as you made your way through them, revealing your husband at the front of the rows. "There you go, dude. Back in one piece."
Tom met you halfway, pulling you into his arms and lifting you into the air once you got close enough. "That was incredible," he told you, his tone full of wonder. You could feel his heart racing through his shirt. "You are incredible, goddess."
He placed you back on your feet, keeping you in his arms as he rested his forehead on yours. It was only at this moment that you realized he'd walked you into a corner of the section, far enough away from the fleetingly curious onlookers whose collective focus was once again on Taylor and the opening notes of Love Story.
"You have no idea how damn lucky I feel every day that I get to call you my wife," he said softly, just enough for you to hear before he started kissing along the side of your face.
"Really? It wasn't too much?" The magnitude of the gesture was finally really sinking in, your mind going so many places on what you just signed yourself up for. Placing yourself in the crosshairs of the same vitriolic people that were once chomping at the bit nearly a decade ago after knowing relative peace for so long. "I know big gestures aren't really our thing but--"
"It was perfect," he cut you off, pressing a kiss to your lips that had you melting in his arms. "You're perfect. I love you so much."
"I love you, too," you said breathlessly once he broke the kiss. He held your hand and led you back to the front of the tent, positioning himself behind you and letting you relax against him as he held you in his arms for the remainder of the show.
"There's no more surprises for the rest of the night, though, I hope?" he asked, pressing a kiss to the top of your head before holding you a touch tighter. "Because I'm not too open to the idea of letting you out of my arms unless it's to drive us home."
"No more surprises," you reassured him, placing your hand over his. "But I did promise Taylor I'm meeting her for drinks after the show…"
For the most part you kept to your word, there really were no other surprises you had planned for the night, and save for your husband going to grab a snack for the two of you from the catering table, he really didn't let you out of his sight for the following sets. It was only when Taylor stepped out for the acoustic set that you were both slightly taken aback when she chose to address you again.
"Well then…welcome to the acoustic section, everybody." You and the entire crowd began to clap and cheer loudly. "Trying to decide what would be good to do for tonight since it's our last night together and all…But first let's get some choices off the board." Then she faced the VIP tent. "Y/N, Babes…how much trouble would you be in if I play Getaway Car?"
The entire tent burst into laughter as you scrambled to keep a poker face, already anticipating that she'd pull that joke when she mentioned it in your texts the night before. You began to mouth a message back to her. "Taylor no…my husband is right here have mercy on my damn legs."
You broke out into a smile toward the end when she had to shut her eyes and compose herself because her shoulders started shaking from her laughs. "I mean I kind of thought so but it was worth a shot." Then she shrugged and started strumming some chords; the crowd erupted into cheers again when she began to sing.
"The moon is high like your friends were the night that we first met…"
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A/N: All cards on the table, I've had this chapter planned for so long but seeing all the happy lil insanities that happened this weekend in Wembley made me decide to put some time aside today and start on this chapter earlier today. I did not, however, expect to be finishing the chapter today as well 😂 And also I figured since I already had the reveal out that the OLTK blorbos are married, I can go ahead and shift some plans around and make some "married era" chapters when the mood strikes and ohh boi howdy did the mood strike today 🫠
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foxy-eva · 2 years ago
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Till Death Do Us Part
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Summary: You didn't expect grief to linger after Emily came back from the dead
Request: Could you do a hurt/comfort with Emily x reader and it involves Emily coming back after dying please?
Pairing: Emily Prentiss x GN!Reader
Category: angst with a hopeful ending
Content Warnings: (16+ for sexual themes) references the storyline of S6E18 and S7E01, mentions of death and the 5 stages of grief, crying, arguing, religious metaphors, implied sex scene (non-explicit)
Word count: 3.2k
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Denial
Seven months after I dropped a single red rose into my girlfriend's grave, I found her standing in front of the door of where we used to live together. It wasn’t completely surprising, considering hours before I had received a phone call from a very excited Penelope Garcia, asking me if I had heard about it yet. 
She had to explain to me what it was four times until I slowly started to understand her words. However, they still didn’t make any sense. For weeks we had mourned the loss of Emily together, sharing beloved stories and looking at pictures of a woman unlike anyone else. There was no way I could believe her when she repeated the words Emily is alive over and over again until I hung up on her out of desperation. 
Now that she was standing in front of me, it was even harder to believe that my mind wasn’t playing tricks on me. More than once had I sensed her presence since she had passed, staring at raven-haired strangers on the street if they only resembled her in the slightest. It had never been her, so why would it actually be Emily now?
“Hi, love. I missed you,” she cooed with a shy smile on her face. 
I took my time looking her up and down, noticing how the depth of her irises was still the same but a few slight wrinkles were framing her eyes now. Her hair had grown quite a bit since the last time I had seen her. Still, nothing about this made any sense, so I closed the door shut in front of her and stepped back to take a breath. 
My girlfriend died seven months ago. 
Emily is dead. 
For a moment I wondered if she would just unlock the door and step in like she used to do after coming home from a case. But Agent Hotchner had given me her set of keys along with her other belongings when he personally informed me of her passing. 
Just when I had convinced myself that I was stuck in a particularly long and cruel nightmare, another knock against my door pulled me back into what I couldn’t believe was reality. 
“Please, open the door and let me explain,” Emily pleaded from the hallway. 
Stepping closer to the door once more, I considered opening it but decided against it. It was too painful to look at her again, too risky to find out none of this was real and I would lose her all over again. With my back pressed against the door, I sank down to sit on the floor with my arms wrapped around my knees. 
“Go away,” I kept whispering over and over again until I heard footsteps moving away from me. 
Finally, this nightmare was over. For now. 
I spent the following day in blissful ignorance until my phone buzzed with a text from an unknown number. 
I’m staying at the Rosewood Hotel, Room 241. Let me know whenever you’re ready to talk. xx Emily
I didn’t even question it when my body started moving, it was so deeply embedded in my subconscious to follow her calling that I only realized that I was standing in front of her hotel room door when it was already too late. Two firm knocks announced my presence. 
Anger
I didn’t give her a chance to say anything as I walked into her room with rage boiling in my chest. Several times I tried to open my mouth but nothing came out. It was impossible for me to even look at her, too painful the realization that she had willingly left me alone with all this pain. My cheeks burned so hot that I feared the tears streaming down my face would evaporate immediately. 
“You have every right to be angry,” she reminded me once she realized the state I was in. 
It was then that I managed to lock eyes with her. She tried to come closer but I stepped back until my heel met a wall. Emily raised her hands to show me her palms as if I was a caged animal getting ready to show their fangs. In a way it felt like that. 
After what felt forever I managed to get out my words, hissing, “How could you do this to me, Emily? I thought you loved me.” 
“I do love you! This was the most difficult thing I ever had to do, you have to believe me. It wasn’t like I had a choice.”
I huffed at her words as they stung in my chest. “You could have taken me with you.”
“It would have put you in great danger. It was pure luck that Doyle never found out about you in the first place.” 
Her voice was calm as she tried to explain what I would never be able to understand. I remembered the Agents watching out for Doyle's return in front of my house but he seemed to have moved on from Emily after killing her. 
“Why didn’t you ever tell me about him? After you died I felt like I never actually knew you at all. There was so much you hid from me,” my voice broke at the last words as sobs started wrecking through my body. 
Too painful was the memory of finding out that the woman who I considered my soulmate hadn’t been honest with me from the start. She had fooled a criminal into falling in love with her, so it made sense that I started doubting her love for me as well. There was this whole other side of Emily only a selected few had been aware of - and most of them were gone now. 
“You know it isn’t that simple.” Her words sounded almost like an apology. 
“It should have been! I trusted you, Emily. And you… you just left me behind with all this pain! How was I supposed to ever recover from losing you?”
“I am so sorry. I truly am,” she whispered. “I thought I had lost you, too.” 
“You did,” I snarled as I walked back to the door. 
“(Y/N), please…,” she breathed. 
With my hand on the door handle I lingered for a few moments, desperately trying to collect myself and wrap my head around what was happening. 
“What did you think would happen now? That we could just continue where we left off?”
“Not exactly,” she admitted with a tremble in her voice. 
After taking a deep breath, I turned around to face her once more, my heart stopping for a moment when I noticed the glistening in her eyes. It was very rare for Emily to let anyone see her vulnerable side. I could probably count on one hand all the occasions I had seen her crying since we met on a cold October day three years ago. 
She bit on her lower lip in an attempt to hinder her tears from falling but it was in vain. I knew that her pain was sincere when she started crying but I still contemplated leaving her then. As I tried to push down the door handle, my body stopped complying and walked towards Emily instead. 
It was as if I acted out of muscle memory alone when my arms swung around her neck to hold her inside my embrace. She seemed just as surprised as me but didn’t resist, instead she buried her face into the crook of my neck while my hands slowly brushed over her back to soothe her pain. 
More than once had I longed for a touch like that when I was grieving her loss. The scent she had left on her side of the bed had disappeared after a few days, no matter how often I tried to remember how it smelled. Breathing her in now brought me back to those lonely nights of fantasizing about her still keeping me warm. 
Bargaining
When I felt her hot breath against my neck, it was as if something inside me snapped. All of a sudden I was sure that we could make this work, that we could make up for the time lost between us. With my hand in the nape of her neck, I turned her head so she would look at me. I placed my lips on hers without waiting another second. 
Her surprised gasp was muffled by my kiss and I expected her to pull back any moment, but she didn’t. After the initial shock of my unexpected move had passed, Emily reciprocated my enthusiasm. Her hands seemed greedy as they got ahold of my waist, gripping the fabric of my shirt firmly to hinder me from moving away. 
She smiled into our kiss and pulled back slightly to catch a breath. But oxygen wasn’t what my body demanded in this moment, so I closed the distance between us once more. Time stood still while our mouths moved against one another as if no time had passed between us. When her tongue met mine it felt as if we would merge, making it impossible to determine where her body ended and mine began. 
However, there was still a moment of doubt when Emily leaned back and whispered, “I’m not sure this is a good idea.” 
“I don’t care,” I answered. “I need you, Emily.” 
I need you to be alive, Emily. 
I need to feel alive, Emily. 
It became clear to me that we could undo all the damage if we just tried to love each other hard enough tonight. All my anger vanished once I felt her soft lips kissing my touch-starved body as hungry fingertips buried into supple flesh. With clothes discarded and heaving chests we fell onto her hotel bed to get lost inside each other’s arms.
I smiled against her skin when I remembered desperately praying to an unnamed deity to bring her back. A ridiculous thought now that I realized that Emily was the only goddess I had ever known. She had the power to undo the damage and show my fragile soul some mercy. Tasting her felt like having the first droplets of water after wandering the desert for seven long months, a lenten period that finally came to an end. 
When she brushed along my trembling body with fingertips that had never felt warmer, she let any trace other’s had left on me in her absence vanish. How pathetic were those attempts to replace her with people whose names I didn’t even remember, false gods I seeked out in hopes to find redemption. 
It never worked with anyone else but her. 
I fell to my knees to sing her my hymn of praise and she answered my prayers again and again, her way of making up for the time lost between us until we both fell limp into each other’s arms. There was no distance to be found between our chests as our hearts thumped hard against their confines in an attempt to touch as well. 
As sleep dulled my senses I found peace in the thought that loving each other harder than ever before would certainly be enough for us to make it through this. 
But what was possible in the moonlight, by the morning seemed insane. 
Depression
It felt as if I was still stuck in a dream when I woke up with Emily sleeping next to me. I was convinced that I was caught in that brief moment between being asleep and waking up where my brain liked to grant me some comfort by not letting me remember that she was gone. Only when she reached out her hand to make contact with my bare skin did I realize that I was awake. And Emily was alive. 
I couldn’t help but shy away from her touch, stumbling out of bed and collecting my scattered clothes from the floor. It was too much for me to see her, to remember my ridiculous attempts from last night to make everything okay. 
Because the truth was that nothing about this was okay. 
Before I could leave her for good, I made the mistake of locking eyes with Emily one last time. In all those years I had the pleasure of laying my eyes on her, I always thought that she looked the most beautiful right after waking up. Everything about her looked so soft and fragile in the morning. That changed quicker than I thought possible.
The pain that was painted all over her face felt like a dagger to my heart. 
“Please don’t leave,” she breathed as I averted my eyes from her. 
“I’m sorry, I can’t do this.”
I tasted my own tears as I stepped out of her room, saline reminders that things would never be the same. Memories of tracing Emily’s ocean-kissed skin with my lips resurfaced and refused to be pushed away. It was my mind’s way of trying to convince me that I was making a mistake as if I hadn't already known.
After days passed of me being alone in my misery, I decided to seek out the only person who might understand at least a fraction of what I was going through. It felt familiar to walk up the stairs to Penelope’s apartment while I was crying, as I did so often right after I had lost Emily - the first time. 
Penelope didn’t ask any questions when she saw me standing in her hallway, instead she pulled me into a tight hug as sobs wrecked through my body. There was no need to explain to her that I knew that I should be happy about Emily coming back but I just couldn’t. Not yet at least. 
After what felt like hours, I had finally calmed down a bit, sitting beside Penelope on her couch in comfortable silence. She was petting her cat while sharing her space with me, waiting for me to be ready to talk. 
“I slept with her the day after she came back,” I confessed. 
Penelope couldn’t hide her surprised expression when she asked, “You did? Does that mean you’re getting back together?” 
I shook my head. “I haven’t talked to her since. It was a failed attempt to pretend we could continue where we left off.” 
“Do you still love her?” 
“Of course I do,” I muttered. “I’m just not sure I can forgive her for leaving me.” 
“I know it’s not the same but I was mad at her at first, too. But now I understand that it wasn’t Emily’s decision to leave. They didn’t give her a choice,” she tried her best to explain. “She told me that she thought about calling us – calling you – every single day but it would have been too dangerous. Not just for herself, for you as well. She tried to protect you.” 
As a single tear fell down my cheek, I protested, “I never asked her to.”
Penelope understood then that she couldn’t reason with me, so she just concluded with, “I know.” 
The silence between us was interrupted by a knock against Penelope’s door. The timing of all this could have suggested a genius plan to bring two of her friends back together, but she seemed genuinely surprised to find Emily standing in the hallway. My heart felt like it might explode anyway.
“I’m sorry to just come by like this but I really need a friend right now,” Emily told Penelope. 
She stepped aside for the dark-haired woman to find me sitting on the couch, telling her, “So does (Y/N).” 
“Oh, I’m sorry! I didn’t know.” 
Penelope clearly didn’t know how to proceed, standing there almost frozen at the awkwardness of the situation. 
Emily saved her after a couple of seconds. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to make you decide between the two of us. I’ll leave.” 
Acceptance
“Emily, wait!”
It took me a second to realize that it was me who had just said that. Both Penelope and Emily were staring at me, wondering what I wanted to say. Truth be told, I didn’t know myself. I just couldn’t shake the memory of the three of us watching movies together back when Penelope tried to set me up with Emily. 
She always joked that she was looking forward to me thanking her for bringing us together when Emily and I would get married. Little did I know then that death would part us before I ever got the chance to ask her to be mine forever. 
I noticed a glimmer of hope in Penelope's eyes as she turned her head to alternate between looking at me and Emily. A warm sensation spread through my chest at the thought of being able to feel that too. 
It was a naive fantasy to believe we could go back to the way we were but that didn't necessarily mean that things would have to end for good. It was as if that glimmer of hope Penelope displayed spread through the room.
After careful consideration I suggested, “What if we just hang out here, the three of us, I mean. Like old times.” 
A timid smile appeared on Emily's face while Penelope didn't even try to hide her excitement. 
“We could order pizza,” Penelope squealed. “And you could tell us about Paris!”  
Like a cat unsure if she could fully trust me yet, Emily slowly entered the room but kept the door open to still be able to disappear into the night. 
She locked eyes with me, asking "Do you really want this?"
The delay of my response made her step back again, ready to leave any moment. Penelope touched her arm as if to hinder her from moving away until I had made up my mind. 
The truth was that I wasn't sure if that really was what I wanted. Long gone was my ability to picture her in a white dress anytime I saw her. In this moment, however, I concluded that it wasn't necessary for me to know for sure yet. All that mattered was that I was willing to give it a try. 
"Yes."
My answer was far from convincing but it was enough for Emily to take it. She closed the door behind her and stepped closer until she found her place beside me on the couch. It surprised all three of us how easily conversation flowed after the initial awkwardness had vanished.
The way we interacted with one another was new, but in a comforting, familiar way. There were still so many things left unsaid but that was okay, there would still be time for us to figure it out.
It only hurt a little when Emily told us about living in Paris. More than once had we talked about going there for a vacation but that day never came. When she described in great detail how picturesque the view from Montmartre was, my heart ached at the thought that I couldn't be with her then. 
"I always wanted to see the Basilica of Sacre Coeur," I mumbled. 
It was obvious that she didn't think too much about it when she grabbed my hand to promise, "I'll show you one day."
I sensed her panic when she noticed me looking down at where our hands made contact. Before she could retract it, I interlaced my fingers with hers and smiled.
"I would really like that."
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look-at-the-soul · 2 years ago
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A new kind of love 🐾
Tommy Shelby x Reader one shot
🐾 I wrote this story as part of my 900 followers celebration 🥰 as you know by now, one of my dogs (and light of my life) got sick with pancreatitis back in December and my baby girl was hospitalized at the vets clinic for two nights, she had never been sick before and it felt horrible to not have her home, she’s doing so much better now, taking her meds so well and back to her usual self 💞 around those days I reached 900 followers which is crazy so I thought that making a celebration involving pups would be a good idea, and so far, I’m quite happy with the response! Thank you all for keeping her (us) in your thoughts!
Warnings: none just this got a bit longer than I expected 🐶👑
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“Charlie?” You looked at him through the rear view mirror, he was so serious, so unlike the chatty little boy he usually was.
He flicked his green eyes at you, uninterested.
“Do you want to get something to eat? I could stop on the way back home for a hamburger or”
But he really wasn’t in the mood. “No, I like what Frances cooks.”
“Do you want to tell me how did school go?”
“Fine.”
Turning off the music from the car, you tried to find a way to get more information from Tommy’s son.
“Do you need to buy anything for your homework?”
“Nope.”
He was harder than his father, at least with Tommy you could bat your lashes, or make him talk during sex, but the same technique couldn’t be used with Charlie.
“How about you invite Daniel on Saturday, we can go to the country house and ride the horses?” You proposed.
But Charlie’s face showed you sadness instead of the excited reaction you were hoping for.
“Daniel is not my friend anymore.” Charlie stated looking down.
His tone worried you. Passing your arm to the seats behind, you offered your hand to him. Charlie doubted at first, but his little hand reached yours.
You cared about him deeply, after losing his mother and the long hours his father worked, you couldn’t help but get attached to him, he was a great child and it was a natural thing to love him.
“How about we go for a walk?” You proposed pulling over in an empty parking spot, changing your original plans to go back home. There was a small stream close, a spot you found by chance in one of your daily runs.
Charlie sighed, nevertheless he walked by your side in silence.
“I come here every time I need to clear my head, people don’t seem to stop by very often.” You pointed out gently after a few moments.
Leaning on the small bridge, you thought it had been a while since you visited this place.
“Don’t tell your Dad I do this or he will send one of his bodyguards with me.” You joked earning a surprised look from Charlie.
“My Dad doesn’t know about this place?”
“Nope, he’s too loud for this peace.” You winked. “Should we keep this as a secret for us?”
Charlie nodded throwing a rock to the water.
“Daniel told me his Dad got a girlfriend after his parents divorced and she’s mean to him and threatened to send him to school overseas.” Charlie confessed after sitting on the edge of the bridge next to you.
His confession took you by surprise, why was his serious attitude related?
“Y/N… would you send me overseas? If I piss you off?” You saw him rubbing his leg, the wind moving his blonde hair.
Suddenly it clicked in your mind.
Tommy and you got married a few months ago after dating for two years, Charlie had the time of his life at the wedding, since the beginning he was the most adorable bonus child you could ask for, he stole your heart from the very first time Tommy cooked for you in his country house and Charlie was so excited to show you the reading room his father made for him.
Touching his shoulders gently, you moved him to face you.
“Charlie has your Dad ever raised a hand on you?” You saw him shaking his head. “Has he ever lose his temper with you?” Again, the same answer. “He shouts at other people, yes, but he has never put a hand on you… just like him, I could never do anything to hurt you, because I love you.” It broke your heart to see the tears accumulating in his beautiful eyes. Gently you wiped them away from his cheeks. “I would never send you somewhere else. I can’t imagine my life without you in it.”
Bringing him close to your chest, you rocked his body from side to side.
“I want you to always trust me okay? And I need you to understand that I would never do anything to get in the middle between you and your Dad.”
“Daniel told me you would be just like his step mum and he laughed when I told him you were the coolest.”
“Daniel is fighting his own battle, and unfortunately we hurt people in the process, but you don’t have to worry abou-”
Your words were interrupted by something moving behind Charlie.
“What’s that?” He asked turning around to see better.
A little creature appeared sniffing around.
“It’s a doggie!” He shouted and tried to get close to the animal, but you pulled him apart.
He was small, but he could be dangerous or hurt Charlie.
Taking off your sweater, you wrapped it around the muddy pet, feeling it shake and wriggle under your arms.
“Where did it come from?” Charlie asked walking next to you, trying to keep up on your way back to your vehicle.
“I don’t know, looks like this little friend got lost.”
“Can we keep him?”
Reaching your car, you took one of the boxes you bought to use as storage for the Christmas decorations you just took down.
“Charlie, the owners will probably want their pet back, first we’re stopping at the vet.”
Taking the dog to the vet, they informed you it was a female Yorkshire Terrier, little over a year old probably and seemed to be in a good condition. But as you tried to look for a number you realized there was no necklace.
“What if they never look for her, Y/N?” Charlie asked looking over at the dog resting in the box curled on your sweater. You left your number at the vet’s clinic in case someone asked for a lost dog.
Stopping the car in front of the house you were more worried about Tommy’s reaction.
“We’ve to keep trying buddy.”
“But Y/N, we rescued her.” Charlie pouted again.
“I know sweetheart, first we need to give her a bath, so go to the kitchen and bring me a bowl, I’ll meet you in your room.”
“Mrs. Shelby would you like me t-” but the maid stopped mid sentence when she looked at something moving in your arms. “Prepare you something to eat?”
“Just a sandwich Frances, please.” As she kept her eyes locked in your arms, you explained. “Let me handle Mr. Shelby, you didn’t see anything.”
But your answer and wink worried her even more.
“I’m afraid of his reaction.” Frances stated.
“Relax Frances, is only a tiny pup, Tommy has worse problems than this.” You tried to hide your nerves. “He won’t even notice.”
But he did notice when you rushed out of your bedroom with the front of your blouse wet holding the hairdryer in your hands.
And now he was pacing from one side to another as you and Charlie were seating at the last step of the stairs. While he scolded you both.
“What was I supposed to do? Leave the poor dog there? Or at the vet?”
The dog sneezed, probably from the bath, but as you and Charlie told her Bless you, Tommy rolled his eyes.
Tommy looked down at you, hands on his hips, his cigarette hanging from his lips.
He knew that look in your eyes so well for your own good. It wasn’t only that his son wanted to keep the dog, you wanted as well.
“How many times do I have to tell you we can’t keep the dog?”
The small Yorkie yawned as Charlie tried to cover her ears.
“But Dad is small, she will be good.”
But Tommy was already shaking his head.
“We have to find a way to give it back to the owners.” Tommy stated as if he was planning his next move in a business.
“No! If they wanted her, they would’ve taken care of her.”
“Don’t raise your voice.” Tommy pointed his cigarette at his son. “We can’t -“
“You’re mean! You don’t want me to be happy!”
You were torn between comforting Charlie or calming Tommy as the kid went outside.
Sighting, you tried to reason with him.
“What damage could a small dog like that cause?” You touched his tie, deliberately playing with it. “I think it could benefit Charlie.”
“What if the owners want the dog back? Have you considered that Y/N?” He asked walking inside his office. You following his steps.
That seemed to take you by surprise, Charlie had been very adamant of the fact that the fluffy dog found you both.
“Unfortunately for the owner, there’s no phone and name…” You knew you had to choose your battles carefully, but you also knew you were on Charlie’s side in this one. “We can’t give it back without it.”
“We’re so busy all the time,” he tried to make you see his point, “dogs need time, patience, effort… who’s going to clean up the mess? And don’t think of Frances, she’s already busy.”
“I can help.”
“Food, daily walks, vet check ups, we can hardly keep up with everything we do, Y/N.” Groaning, he leaned back on his chair. “I’ve a zoom meeting with a vendor in China.”
Truth is his meeting got delayed, but Charlie’s words were on repeat inside of his head.
He didn’t want his son to look at him as a monster who didn’t care.
But having a dog wasn’t part of his plans either.
Pouring himself a drink, Tommy looked at the window, to the front garden. He could’ve gotten the penthouse, but you chose this one because you fell in love with the view to the fountain and garden.
Outside you joined Charlie and the dog as you allowed the small black creature to sniff on every flower. After a couple of seconds, Tommy saw his son posing with the dog in his arms, smiling for your phone camera as you clicked several times, trying to get the dog’s attention.
“Y/N, do you like dogs?”
“I do Charlie.” You answered while petting the adorable yorkie’s head, it had little parts of golden hair. “They’re one of the purest creatures out there. They give back all the love they get.”
“Why don’t you ask Dad to keep her?” Charlie asked as the dog licked the back of your hand, showing gratitude for the head scratches.
“Because your Dad doesn’t like dogs.”
“But he likes horses!” He folded his arms against his chest.
Motioning the boy to follow you back inside after spending the afternoon out, you told him; “Charlie is not nice what you said to your Dad, he wants you to be happy. You’ll need to apologize to him.”
“But is only a little dog.”
“Is not a toy, they’re a huge responsibility.” Running a hand gently over his head, you tried to ease the tension. “Maybe we can ask your Dad for a couple of days, while we find her family or someone who wants to adopt her. You can enjoy her as much as you want in the meantime.”
Charlie wasn’t convinced, but reluctantly he agreed. Over dinner, he kept asking endless questions about the dog, who wanted a bite of your food. And after helping him to pick up his things, you took the pup with you to the living room, in front of the fire, so Charlie could go to sleep. Tommy was still working locked in his office.
“Where did you come from ey?” You asked the cute pup, enjoying the soft hair against your palm. Using the brush you bought for her at the clinic, you brushed her hair, she seemed to enjoy the pampering session a lot, because once you stopped, she looked at you with pleading eyes and with her cold nose, tried to make your hand touch her again. “You’re so cute you know?”
It had been a long day, so you went to your room to change your clothes for something comfortable to sleep, taking your time to remove your make up as well, but as you went back, the little yorkie wasn’t sitting on the couch as you left her, no, she was curled in a ball next to Charlie, who brought his sleeping bag to the living room and the pair were sleeping together.
How could a small fluffy thing like that steal your heart in a blink?
It was a beautiful scene that melted your heart.
Tiptoeing into Tommy’s office, you pulled him by the hand without telling him anything.
“I didn’t have the heart to wake him up.” You turned then, to kiss Tommy on the cheek and left him to fight alone his own battle.
Several minutes passed by as Tommy stared at Charlie sleeping peacefully next to the dog, he couldn’t wake him up either. So instead, he took off his coat and placed it over the sleeping bag.
One brown eye spying on him, checking his every move, once she decided Tommy wouldn’t hurt them, she turned her back at him and with a loud sight, she got comfortable again against Charlie.
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Saturday was the same, Charlie asking his father to let him keep the dog, Tommy ordering to let the dog locked in a room since he didn’t want any accidents on the carpets, if something was going to smell bad, it would be Charlie’s room.
The apartment was one more time, a battlefield. He got even more mad at you when he saw the dog wearing one of his socks as sweater, you took one with the pair missing and using some scissors, you opened three holes for the front paws and head, for the size it fitted her perfectly, but Tommy thought differently.
You though he was acting a little bit irrational and exaggerated, but by now, you knew him better than that, so you really tried to keep things as smooth as possible.
The following morning, Tommy woke up to an empty bed. It was something unusual that you were up before him, specially on a Sunday, but either way, he got ready but just as he was stepping out of your bedroom, he heard your voice.
“Look, we should be grateful that it will be us taking care of her at least for these days.”
Without making a noise, Tommy got closer to listen the conversation, staying outside of his son’s room.
“I just don’t understand, if she’s a good pet and alone in this world, why can’t she stay with us? I mean, I have you and Dad, and my aunts and uncles, and Frances! But she’s alone.” Charlie pouted showing his hand to the black and gold dog, as she stretched her neck, Charlie caressed her gold chest. “We should take her and go live somewhere else.”
You chuckled at his proposal, he simply didn’t care you were married to his father. Trying to keep the hair away from her face, you brushed it and did a little bun at the top of her head. She looked at you with those beautiful eyes.
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“She has been a really good dog, to be honest, but Charlie, we can’t hold a daily fight with your father over it, he’s got his reasons and we need to do as he says.” The dog then walked over you and getting comfortable, she walked in circles three times only to then laying on your lap, she turned her belly at you.
“She likes you.” Charlie smiled as your fingers tickled her stomach.
“When they do this is because they feel secure.”
“When I grow up, I will buy my own house and have lots of doggies!”
Standing up, you asked him to keep an eye on the pup. Opening the bedroom door without a notice, and that’s when you found Tommy startled.
Playing with your necklace, you avoided his piercing blue eyes. “I hope you find someone soon, because it’s going to be harder…”
It was so hard for him to see you serious like that, he could tell you were getting attached.
Was he acting extremely strict? Selfish? Perhaps.
Frances announced he had a phone call waiting, so Tommy walked towards his office. Spending most of his time there, he could hear outside Charlie playing in the hall, other voices and laughs at times, focused on the email he was typing, he thanked Frances for the tea she brought at some point.
By the corner of his eyes, he saw the heavy door moving, but no one walked in, a little sound made him stop, looking suspicious at the door, if the windows were closed, why was the door moving?
Slowly, he took his gun from its holster, pointing it at the door, alert.
Then he heard a little cry, as he looked down, he found the small yorkie walking in, wriggling its tail and jumping excitedly towards him.
“Ah it’s only you, ey, was going to fucking shoot you.”
Standing up in her little back paws, the pup scratched his leg.
“What are ya doing here little rat? You don’t look like a real dog.”
As the dog looked at him with her bright brown eyes, he stared back, trying to scare her. But it didn’t work.
“Y/N really likes you, so does my son… they’re both a little off with me because of you.” He felt ridiculous talking to a dog, but she tilted her head to the side, as if she could understand what he was saying.
“Should I let you stay?”
Another head tilt.
“Your puppy eyes, do nothing to me, ey?”
A little whine came out from her, as she was trying to get comfortable on Tommy.
Walking out from his office, he found Polly chatting in the kitchen with you.
“I really don’t want to push anything Pol…”
Both of you stopped your conversation as Tommy appeared in the room, but it wasn’t because of him, you were surprised to see him holding the precious doggie against his chest.
“I found this little gatecrasher in my office.” Tommy cocked an eyebrow. “She asked me if she could stay with us permanently.”
“Y/N…” Charlie entered the kitchen looking pale, “I can’t find-” the kid gasped as his eyes found the puppy in his father’s arms.
Then, everything happened in slow motion; Tommy looked at the dog, and the dog looked back at him, then a pink little tongue could be seen and the pup licked Tommy’s cheek.
Polly’s hand dramatically came to rest over her mouth, while you held your breath.
But as you saw Tommy throwing his head back and letting out a loud laugh, your heart skipped a beat.
“I think that’s a yes,” he announced handing you the puppy. “But there will be some rules, though.”
Charlie started jumping around, he could barely hold his excitement.
“Listen to me carefully, you’ll take care of cleaning her mess, and she’ll need training…” Tommy warned, but Charlie wasn’t listening, his arms circled his father’s body.
“Thank you,thank you! I’m sorry I shouted.”
“I’m sorry too son.”
“Aunt Pol! Can we go and buy a bed? She needs a leash… oh! And a name too.”
As Charlie pulled Polly by the hand, you walked towards Tommy, smiling.
“Really? All I had to do to see you smile like that was getting a dog?”
“Thank you.” Your hands moved up and down his chest, kissing his cheek with a playful look.
“It doesn’t sound like you’re extra grateful you know?” He joked winking at you, pulling your hips towards him, kissing you with passion.
Until a little bark interrupted your kiss.
“You already know the love you feel for Charlie, and it’s different from the kind of love you feel for me.” You told Tommy. “But now you will learn about a different kind of love.”
“Really? You think a dog will love me?” You smiled at his doubts, he really didn’t know.
“Dogs have a way of finding the people who need them and filling an emptiness we didn’t know we had.”
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A/N: if you made it this far, thank you!!!! ♥️ it means a lot, I hope you enjoyed this pup celebration as much as I did!
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tellthemeerkatsitsfine · 9 months ago
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I've pre-ordered Grace Petrie's album that's coming out on March 8, and I think everyone else should also do that (and I think everyone should do it on Bandcamp rather than those other things because that's what lets you actually download and own your music instead of paying monthly or yearly to rent access to it for as long as the platform keeps hosting it, also Bandcamp is the way to buy music and have the highest percentage of your money go to the artist, here ends the PSA), but mainly this post is to say one of the songs from it is streaming for free already and it's really really lovely:
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Has her voice gotten even better? Probably not, it was always beautiful, but I listened to this song for the first time on break at work at yesterday, in an empty classroom in a brief break in the middle of a day of chaos when I opened the email from her mailing list about the new track out now/album out for pre-order, and was really really struck by the amazingly strong vocals. So nice. I might have gotten a touch emotional at hearing something so beautiful in said empty classroom.
It's fine, not the first time she's done that to me. I got to see her live when she came to Canada in September and was definitely trying to hide from my dad who was next to me the small tears just from being so overwhelmed from being in the same room as her. Also her stand-up show Butch Ado About Nothing was one of three stand-up shows to make me cry last year, but was the only one to make me, like, really properly cry instead of just tearing up a bit. Is that the goal of most stand-up specials? Also made me laugh a lot, to be clear. It did succeed in the goal of stand-up specials to make people laugh.
I was going to now post a picture of the thing I have that's signed by her, but then I started writing a longer story about how that happened and sorry, I'm going to use this as an excuse to write this whole story again even though I already wrote it a few months ago because it's so fucking cool guys, but look the main takeaway from this post is that I'm excited for her new album and people should definitely listen to that new song.
(Warning: rarely seen pictures of my face behind the cut. Technically even something where you if you look hard enough you could see the name of the city where I live. I used to worry more about avoiding that on this blog because I really like being anonymous but since then I've relaxed a little because the internet is large and like four people read this blog and probably none of you are trying to dox me.)
So, I'd gone to Montreal to see Josie Long live in July, saw her on the same night as Tom Ballard and I'd say that was one of the top ten best nights of my entire life, and after the show I was hoping to run into Josie Long and was sort of walking around the area hoping I might happen to see her but wasn't about to do any more than that due to shyness and/or a reasonable desire to not appear creepy, and just as I was considering where I should go I literally nearly walked into her on the sidewalk, and I said a few wildly incoherent things and then pulled out a plastic bag that contained a pen and something I hoped she'd sign so the fact that I'd held onto that all through her show and Tom Ballard's sort of got rid of any illusions that I hadn't planned to run into her and may have destroyed any efforts to not appear creepy, and those efforts may have been further destroyed by the look on her face when I opened the bag because whatever she expected to be in there was definitely not a cardstock printout of a poster of the cover art for the cassette tapes released over ten years ago of her 2010 and 2011 stand-up shows. But I got her to sign it anyway and she was so nice and so kind even though like I said I was an absolute mess, I definitely managed to tell her I loved her recently released book but besides that I just talked incoherently for about thirty seconds and then ran away, only to go back twenty seconds later to say so I'm so sorry I forgot to ask if I could get a picture with you, and she said yes she was surprised I hadn't asked before. And then she asked me if I minded if she put her arm around me for the picture, even though I had made it very clear with my behaviour that that would be the coolest thing that's ever happened to me, because explicit consent over implied consent is important and she's so cool!
Anyway. Then in September I saw Grace Petrie live in my own city, and during the intermission she came out to sign CDs and things, and I bought a CD of an album that I already owned from Bandcamp and then got her to sign it just as a ruse to make me seem like a normal person/if you're going to ask an artist to talk to you for a few minutes it's nice if you bribe them by buying their stuff, and then, if Josie Long wasn't expecting me to pull out a Josie Long poster from the early 2010s and ask her to sign it, Grace Petrie definitely wasn't expecting me to do that, she looked quite shocked. I hastily told her I'm very sorry and I hope she's not offended that I want her to sign someone else's thing because I really am I massive fan of her music and I have all her albums but it's just that I love the idea of having both her and Josie Long's signatures on one thing because they've done touring together and are kind of associated, but unfortunately the only thing I have Josie Long's signature on is a Josie Long poster so would she possibly mind signing this other person's thing? And Grace Petrie was so very kind about it and got really excited to see I had that and said no of course she doesn't mind and Josie Long is one of her best friends and after she signed it she took a picture of it with her own phone so she could send the picture to Josie Long. And then I awkwardly said here's my dad I brought him with me and can he take a picture of us? And he did.
And then as a Christmas gift for me at the end of the year, my parents took that poster and got it framed. When I moved into my new place the month I made sure it got a prominent place on the wall, right next to the printout of the Bugle quote poster that @nyomkitten designed and also my artwork from Nova Scotia/Cape Breton and Newfoundland, just all my favourite things in one place:
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Coolest fucking thing ever, all of that. I actually hadn't put that whole story in one post before, having just made posts about each part as it happened. I like having it all in one place, some nice pictures to look at when I feel like great things don't happen in life. But the main point is that people should go listen to Grace Petrie's new song, it's really really lovely and reminder that Bandcamp is the place to go to buy music in ways that's best for consumers and also supports artists.
While we're at it, in case people don't know her, here's my favourite song by Grace Petrie, which she closed her set with when I saw her live, the set was so perfect and she played all her best ones and by the time she got to the end I had heard every song of hers that I'd most wanted to hear barring one, and she said this will be her last one so I thought the only thing that could make this night less than perfect is if she doesn't play that one but there's only one more and even if this isn't it it was still an amazing night and it's okay, and then she turned to the guy on stage with her Ben Moss and mouthed something to him to let him know what the last song would be and I tried to read it and could see she mouthed "The Losing Side" at him, and that was when I knew the night would in fact be perfect, and it was, the tears that I previously mentioned definitely occurred during that song because it was so special to hear it live with all these other people who appreciated it too, which is why I like that YouTube has both the album version for hearing it in its proper quality:
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and nice live versions to capture a little of the atmosphere of hearing it in a room of other people:
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You'd think that me trying to quit drinking would lead to fewer incoherently emotional/overly personal posts on Tumblr. Weirdly, it's kind of increased them. Because I'd mostly stopped posting on Tumblr while drunk, being more likely to write a post while drunk but save it and edit it while sober and then post it. But now that I'm not drinking, I'll just my overly emotional shit when I'm feeling it and there won't be a time when I sober up to try to edit it into something reasonable so I'll just post it as-is. (Also not drinking is just fucking with my emotional state in general and I appreciate having Tumblr as an outlet where I can write weirdly emotional things to reflect that. Also I appreciate the existence of Grace Petrie.)
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hotarutranslations · 6 months ago
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~Sanctuary~ Is On Sale!
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Morning Musume '23 Concert Tour Fall "Neverending Shine Show ~Seiki~" Fukumura Mizuki Graduation Special (YokoAri 2nd Day, Fukumura Mizuki's Graduation Performance)
Morning Musume '23 Concert Tour Fall "Neverending Shine Show" SPECIAL (YokoAri's 1st Day With OG Performances)
It went on sale on the 15th🪩🪽
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Since its an opportunity, I'll use this photo from the day of!
I haven't checked the disc yet but,
Um! The 4 person medley dance!ハケ I wonder how it was divided! (I'm saying, watch it)←
I, Homare, Rairi, Oda, The autumn was really my favorite, where one by one more of us would dance🫶🏻
I've talked about this several times, right~~
Introducing the members, Its the part where each of us dances in order but🕺
By the time it was my turn to go out, I made eye contact with Mei who was next to me on stand by💚
When it was time to go down, I made eye contact with Rairi who was on the other side🤎
After the 6 person dance in unison is over, As I came down I planned to make eye contact with Yoko-chan💛
At once, while Fukumura-san was dancing at the top, when does choreography where she turns to the right (its left visually on the video), Fukumura-san makes eye contact with whoever was on that side, from below, there were Fuoooo from behind too it was exciting🩷
Its difficult to confirm that on video so lol I'll introduce it in a story
Since I've seen the video,
With the intro dance for "Toki wo Koe Sora wo Koe" with the timing of raising our hands, with the timing of lowering them slowly as well, Fukumura-san was amazingly aligned uwaa🩷💙 I thought things like that
At the end of "Itoshiku Kurushii no Yoru ni", Those 2 are shown but, But just before that its nice to see, Fukumura-san and Maria making eye contact☺️ and, it was so emotional
Thats right!
At a live a bit ago Akanechin talked about, Looking back at the Budoukan video from 2021,
Unintentionally! I also! A few days before! Watched it! Eh! I get it! I also watched that! I thought, I remembered I forgot to talk to Akanechin about that! lol
Also!!!!!!
Those that have already checked it out, thank you very much,
The live sound source was!
It seems you're able to stream? download? it!
As there is also a stream!
✍🏻Details here
Wellll, The medley is too amazing, with this, eh, This song and that song sung by the current members, Its an amazing era,
You can always listen to this soundtrack of the live performance, even when you can't watch the video☺️🫶🏻
Please definitely check it out
I talked about this in the previous story but, tomorrow is our current tours performance in Gunma🪽
I realized this is our last hall performance weekend……
Thank you very much for your support!
🪩We're performing at Nippon Budokan on May 27th (Mon)
It will be live broadcast on Hulu And we're showing it on Live Viewing
Its been decided we're holding this🫶🏻
Lets have fun together, whether we're at the venue or not at the same time🫶🏻
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I appear once a month as part of the AraKashi Family
The previous shows, and makings, are on OX VIDEO STORE!
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⚾️《LIVE DAYS!~Exciting Big Exhibition Match~》 June 2nd(Sun), after the Hokkaido Ham Fighters vs. Yokohama DeNa Baystars match, Morning Musume '24 will be having a special mini live!
🪩Hello! Project Kenshuusei Happyoukai 2024 6gatsu "Lily"
June 9th (Sun) Osaka June 16th (Sun) Tokyo
🪩The MusiQuest 2024 July 21st (Sun) PiaArena MM
We're challenging a new festival stage❤️‍🔥 Absolutely, Definitely, Thank you for your support❤️‍🔥
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Yamazaki Mei's Panda-san Daisuki!! Mei-chan's Holiday. Adventure World with Oda-san and Ishida-san
see you ayumin <3 https://ameblo.jp/morningmusume-10ki/entry-12852584879.html
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inmyblueparadise · 3 years ago
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Imagine InstaLive (Liam!reader / Niall!reader)
Hello Lovies ! Sorry I was MIA but I'm baccccccck ! Enjoy this one, and don't hesitate to send me requests ! x
Headcanon : Reader does an instalive and two friends that she hasn't see in a long time join.
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‘I love this feeling that right now, I wish you were here with me Cause right now, everything is new to me.’ Those lyrics you wrote years ago with the boys couldn’t be truer today.
Working on a solo tour is a lot of work, and stressful, very stressful. For the last few months, you had spent all of your days in rehearsals and hundreds of meetings. For your first tour, you wanted everything to be perfect, you already chose the set-list, the stage, the lights, the merch, the posters…Never before have you had that much control over your professional life. It was liberating
But at the same time, it was nerve-wracking. You had to make all the decisions without the guys to help you or guide you. And you will have to be alone on stage ! Jesus just that thought made your stress levels go through the roof. Could you do it without your boys ?
That’s why after a long day of rehearsals you decided to do a live stream on Instagram. To talk to the fans, and just see if they were excited. After laking a cup of tea, you sat on your couch and turned on your computer. You decided to tweet beforehand giving them a few minutes to join you.
@Y/N : Hello beautiful people ! I will be going live on Instagram in a few minutes to talk to you guys, see you there ! x
After drinking some of your tea, you open the page and start.
« Hello ! Is it working ? I have no idea if I’m doing this right ! Can you guys tell me in the comments ? »
Quickly people were telling you that it was working. And started telling you hello.
« Apparently it’s working ! Hello everyone ! I know I didn’t tell you guys that I was doing this but I really decided this 20 minutes ago. So do you have any questions for me ? »
And just like that the comments flew in, you barely had the chance to read some.
« Am I excited to go on tour ? Yes ! I’m very excited, and I'm really nervous about being on stage alone ! But I can’t wait to see all of you » you said with a smile.
You take your cup of tea and take a sip, keeping your eyes on the screen. Your heart was swelling with love, seeing the love.
« Jenny ask if I’m going to tour in Europe. Yes, we are planning the UK and European leg of the tour, you should get news very soon. But I’m not going to spoil anything for you guys, but yeah I’m coming ! »
« Have you heard Harry’s new song ? I did ! Yeah, and I love it, I think it’s an amazing song. But at the same time, I’m not surprised I know firsthand what a fantastic person and artist he is. As you can tell, I’m really proud of him, and yeah go listen to Sign of the Times ! »
You keep answering questions and reading comments when suddenly one caught your eyes
@ liampayne : Do you miss Liam ?
You couldn’t help but chuckle at this, all the other comments suddenly turning into « OMG Liam ! »
« Apparently we have someone very special to me watching. Darling, you know the questions are not anonymous right ? But yes Liam James Payne, I miss you ! You know that ! »
« If you’re free join my love ! I’m going to try to add you, but please bear with me, I suck at technology ! » and it didn’t take long for him to answer « Oh yessssss I’m coming ! »
You started to try and add I’m to the chat and it took you 10 minutes of cursing and clicking to send him a request, to the delight of the 400 000 people watching you and trying to guide you.
Finally, you saw his little face on the screen next to you. His brown eye sparkled with joy and a big smile on his face.
« Hey ! I did it ! »
« Wow ! Hello darling how did you do that ? »
« To be honest Payno, I have no idea ! » you said laughing « How are you my love ? »
« I’m good ! How are you ? » he said still smiling
« I’m great, I’m rehearsing for the tour, you know how it is »
« Yeah ! Do you remember when we were rehearsing for the Where we are Tour, and Louis and Niall kept falling while getting down the stairs ? » he chuckled
« Oh yes ! Those were steep mate, I almost broke my leg getting down. Niall couldn’t get up there with the guitar » you said laughing
« I miss those days, hold on my puppy keep trying to eat my shoe » He looked down and grabbed the tiny dog from the floor « Stop that dog, I feed you enough don’t I ? And my shoes are bigger than you... »
You couldn’t help but smile and aw at the smiling dog who was now in front of the camera.
« Awwww look at him ! Do you have any questions for me and Payno ? »
« Sam asks Do you still talk to the guys ? I do sometimes, you know we call each other and text, they’re my boys »
« Yes me too, obviously we don’t talk every day like before, but we keep in touch, I actually talked to Niall a few hours ago, he wanted me to go golfing with him »
« Oh god, Ni with his golfing obsession ! I never understood that sport to be honest.. »
« Me neither Ahah oh hold on he’s texting me » Liam starts laughing, « He says ‘you are just afraid I’ll beat your ass because you suck’ Listen mate first of all, hello, and second of all, of course, you’re gonna beat me I DON’T GOLF ! »
« Jesus Nialler, stop creeping on this live and join us ! » That's when you see the comment
@ niallhoran : Add me then angel
It takes you less time to find how to add a third member, and after a few seconds his cute little face appears next to Liam’s
« Heyyy there you are » you said
« Hellooooo ! Thanks for the invite angel ! Hi Li »
« It’s so good to see both of your faces you had a good idea doing an instalive babe »
« I know right ? Oh god, 578 000 people are watching now, Jesus ! Helloooo. »
You spend 10 minutes catching up with the boys, before looking at the comment, where people are freaking out.
« Any questions for us ? Ah, What is your favorite memory from tour ? Liam ? »
« Oh I have so many, mine is probably after the shows, you know when we just sort of debriefed what happened and all that, what about you Niall ? »
« Every time we were on the tour bus, eating and laughing, when angel tried to learn how to play Fifa and ended up being shit at it » he said laughing loudly
« Hey ! »
« It’s true darling your shit at Fifa »
« Excuse me Liam, I won against Harry »
« Harry is shit at it too »
« True ! »
« My favorite is when Niall hit himself in the face with a basketball »
« Oi fuck you that hurt »
« I love that it’s on video too, ahaha » Liam said smiling
« You know Nialler, I watch this video when I feel sad, it makes me laugh every time ! »
« Glad my suffering is making you laugh still, I will never live that down will I ? »
« Nope, and look at the comments everybody agrees with us, this one and Harry falling because of the mic stand are pure comedy gold mate ! »
Of course, you all laugh at that.
One viewer then asks : Y/N and Niall, what did you think about the Lilo water fights soon stage ?
« Oh those damn water fights ! »
« Shut up Niall those were hilarious »
« I got drenched because I was in the middle ! And I was wearing a white shirt mate, Niall had to give me his sweater ! »
« To be fair that was Louis who got you first »
« Whatever Li, the only thing funny about those fights were when you fell because of the water on stage »
« AHAHAhAH »
You spend 30 minutes answering questions and laughing with Liam and Niall, your tea is long gone.
« Well I loved seeing you guys but I’m gonna go I have a phone meeting to get to. »
After saying your goodbyes to the 631 789 viewers, and to the guys, promising to see them soon. You stop the live. You wish you could have stayed longer, but you needed to go back to prepping your tour. After talking to your boys, remembering your good times on tour helped you feel better about your own tour.
You didn’t realize that during that phone call your upcoming tour, social media would blow up ! Instagram and Twitter are full of screenshots of you Liam and Niall laughing and comments about the 3/6 1D reunion.
Because during 5 years, your boys were there to make you feel better and make you stronger, and not even a hiatus could change this friendship.
‘I’m sorry if I say, I need you. But I don’t care, I’m not scared of love. ‘Cause when I’m not with you I’m weaker. Is that so wrong? Is it so wrong that you make me strong?’
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lucy90712 · 3 years ago
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Telling friends (pregnancy series)
Series masterlist
George:
George is on call with Dream and Sapnap like he usually is while I sit on the bed behind him doing some work on my laptop. He hasn't told either of them about the baby yet which has surprised me because he tells them everything including some things that I wish he hadn't but they don't seem to care. I have told him that he is allowed to tell them whenever he wants he just hasn't done it yet.
"Love can you come here for a minute" he asked
I got up and sat on his lap like I do all the time when he asks me to come and sit with him. He kissed my cheek and put an arm around my waist leaving a hand on my belly even though I'm not showing yet.
"Can I tell the boys about the little one?" He asked
"Of course you can you don't need to ask me this is your baby too" I said
He smile and unmuted himself so I went to leave him be but he kept hold of me so I stayed with him getting comfortable in my place on his lap.
"I have some exciting news for you guys" he said
"What is it? Don't tell me that you and y/n are engaged" Dream said
"Not quite but she is pregnant" he said
"What" Dream exclaimed
"No way we get to be uncles" Sapnap said
They continued to fight about who would be the best uncle before congratulating us and wanting to know more which George told them maybe with a little too much detail on some parts but again they weren't fazed.
Dream:
Me and Clay are sat in our bedroom while he talked to George planning things and I sat watching Netflix and occasionally chiming in with parts of the conversation. The two of them were talking about filming and streaming and trying to plan out days in the next few weeks where they could get together to do those things.
"What about the 17th at like 3pm to film your video?" George asked
"No that won't work y/n has and ultrasound at 3:15 so it will have to be later" clay replied
Clay turned round as soon as he realised what he said because he hasn't told any of his friends yet but because we talked about it with family and between the two of us it has become second nature. He looked so panicked probably because he wasn't sure if I wanted to tell other people yet even though I really don't mind him saying it.
"Shit I'm sorry babe I didn't mean to say that" he whispered giving me a hug
"It's ok you can tell people if you want to I'm not bothered" I assured him
He went back to his computer to explain himself to George who was beyond confused and concerned that there was something wrong with me. I'm very close with George and Sapnap to the point that when anything is wrong they also get concerned.
"Is y/n ok? Why does she need an ultrasound?" George asked
"She's fine she's ok the ultrasound is because she's pregnant" Clay said
"Oh my god no way congratulations" George said
The two of them talked about it for a bit and I left them to it only jumping in if they were talking about things only I really know.
Sapnap:
Sapnap and I haven't told any friends yet not really for any particular reason it is just a lot to keep worrying about what people are going to say when they find out, the worrying just makes me so exhausted on top of general tiredness. Sapnap has been wanting to tell karl out of all of his friends because he knows that he will be supportive and helpful especially because he knows Chris well who already has a baby. I was up for him talking to karl so he said he would tell him when they are next talking alone which happens to be today.
He wanted me to be there when he told him because he will admit that he doesn't really understand some things so I was there to tell some more of the details. He let me sit on his lap because it was comfier than the other chair in the room and he's been big on keeping me comfortable.
"Bro there's something I need to get off my chest" Sapnap started which seemed really over the top
"What is it? Is everything alright?" Karl questioned
"Everything's fine its just that y/n is pregnant" he said
"Thats great I'm so happy for you two how are things?" Karl said
We talked with him about how things are going and he gave us a little bit of advice which he had learnt from Chris but was mainly just reassuring which is just what the both of us especially me needed.
Quackity:
Alex is making a big deal out of telling everyone at once because he doesn't want to have to repeat himself over and over again telling different people at different times so he has managed to get if not everyone most people on the smp to get together this afternoon and we are going to tell them all at once.
I'm not so keen on this idea of making it such a big thing with everyone there at once especially in the afternoon because I'm normally quite tired by that point and having to talk to everyone at once sounds like a real ordeal. Alex has assured me that he will do most of the talking but he wants me to be there to hear everyone's reaction.
At around 4:30 everyone got into the call thinking that this was something serious or to do with the lore that Alex has been doing so no one has really made any jokes or anything and it feels so odd to be in such a serious environment when you are about to say this really big news. Despite that Alex started talking and saying that he has some big thing to say which got them all intrigued.
"We're expecting" we both said together
A mess of words and screams came through the speakers none of it could be made out as anything in particular but soon they kind of took turns in saying things so that we could understand what they were saying. All of them were very nice some made a few jokes because thats just how they are but it was all in good spirit.
Karl:
Karl is filming for mr beast gaming today which usually means if I'm free I get to go with him or at least visit him after filming. Karl brought me with him with the plans to tell all of them about the pregnancy today which he has been dying to do but just haven't had a good chance to.
They finished filming and were sat down for a bit before filming another video which gave us the perfect chance to tell them. Karl had wanted to tell them before any other friends because he spends so much time with them and Chris was the one that encouraged me to take the test.
"We have some news for you guys" I started
"Y/n's pregnant" karl finished
"Wait I was right when I said that a few months ago" Chris said
"Yeah we actually took the test that evening" I said
"That's so great" Jimmy said
"We can make cool content now" Karl said
I gave him a look at that comment even though I know he's just joking but I wouldn't be against making one or two videos with them just not doing a bunch of weird challenges.
Wilbur:
Naturally when telling friends Wilbur wanted to tell Tommy, Phil and techno first because they are all very close. He wanted to get them all together in person but it just wasn't possible so we decided to do it though discord instead. Wilbur got them all together to call this afternoon and he has his plan all prepared.
When the call started I let him talk to them for a while before I came in the room after Wilbur texted me. I came and sat with him and said hi to all of them handing Wilbur what he wanted under the desk and out of view of his camera.
"Oh I took this cool photo the other day let me show you" Wilbur said
He grabbed hold of the ultrasound picture I got for him and held it up to show his camera and watching his friends faces was so fun. Phil's reaction was my favourite he looked like he was about to cry out of pure happiness the others were just shocked.
"Congratulations you two this is so exciting" Phil said
"Wait so you guys" Tommy started
"Tommy don't finish that sentence" techno said anticipating something bad
"Fine but that's seriously so cool" Tommy said
All of them were very excited for the day they get to meet our little bean and demanded updates all the time which Wilbur is more than happy to give them.
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strawberrymilkgeorge · 3 years ago
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Part Eighteen. The Package.
warnings: swearing word count: 4.3k (not including pictures)
behind the screen (irl dream x f!reader) series masterlist ultimate masterlist
a/n: me: *it’ll be a much shorter update* also me: *makes it 4.3k words* okay 🧍‍♀️ basically um.... strap in :D
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As expected, Y/n’s appearance on Quackity’s stream had caused a panic on Twitter, half of their fans screaming about how cute Bugity was, the other half defending Dreamsy with their lives. It was all very amusing to Y/n, knowing nothing could ever happen between her and Quackity and that neither of them actually had feelings for each other. 
It seemed certain people thought otherwise. 
Dream, the confident and bold man that he usually was, had once again gone quiet towards her. Though it had only been a couple of days, they hardly talked after the stream and had little contact since then, which was very unusual for the two, who normally FaceTimed at least once a day since he showed her his face. 
The weirdest part was he hadn’t Tweeted any jokes about Quackity being too short for her or how Dream was her self-proclaimed Minecraft husband. Maybe he was just busy or tired, but she had a suspicion that it was because she and Quackity had succeeded in making Dream jealous, and she didn’t like it. 
Unlike last time, Y/n knew to confront him about it and work it out before whatever was going on became a bigger issue. She couldn’t deal with him being weird around her again and she had a feeling that he couldn’t either. Even if he was just busy, she wanted to make sure nothing was wrong.
After sending a text to Dream to see if he was busy, Y/n was startled by her front door opening.
“Y/n!” Karl shouted as he ran in, hands full of as many white, plastic bags as possible without dropping or tearing any, though there were a few bags on his right arm that looked like they were about to give. “My beloved!” 
“Karl!” she said back in a slight panic, not expecting him to burst into her house so abruptly. Naomi followed behind him with a few bags in her hands, kicking off her shoes by the entrance and dumping her keys next to them. The two friends set their new purchases on the kitchen counters and Y/n made her way to them to sit at the counter. “Enjoy your trip?”
“Oh for sure,” Naomi nodded sarcastically, unbagging a few items. “Grocery shopping with this one is always sooo fun.” 
Y/n laughed as Karl perked up like he remembered something and dug through a few of the bags Naomi was sorting through. “LOOK WHAT WE BOUGHT!” 
“Uh… cereal?” she guessed, eyeing the brown box her best friend held up proudly.
“Dude, it’s Cocoa Krispies!” he clarified. “I forgot these exist! I’m so excited, it’ll be like eating childhood.” 
Naomi rolled her eyes fondly at his antics before turning to Y/n. “Any word from Dream?” 
She shook her head. “But I only just texted him.” 
“What about Dream?” Karl asked softly, worry in his eyes as he looked between the two girls. “Did something happen? Besides, you know, you showing him your face.” 
Y/n groaned. “I’m never going to hear the end of this. I’m sorry you found out from a stream and I’m sorry I didn’t tell you first. It just happened so fast.” 
“As long as I’m the first person you tell when you inevitably start dating.”
“Oh, like you tell me anything, Mr. I’m-Obviously-Texting-Someone-Cute-Because-I-Never-Stop-Giggling-At-My-Phone-But-Haven’t-Mentioned-Anything-To-My-Best-Friend,” Y/n accused, lifting her hands to put air quotes around the last two words. Karl turned bright red and Y/n raised her eyebrows as his phone buzzed on the counter, his eyes darting to it before looking at Y/n with a bashful smile, face still glowing. “Yeah, I thought so.”
Karl sputtered out some attempt of an excuse as he grabbed the ends of his green hoodie in his hands before giving up and huffing. “Okay, and? I only keep things from you because you keep things from me!” he said with a laugh.
“Lie,” Naomi cut in. “We know you've been texting someone for a while. We just respect your privacy about relationships, but we’ve definitely noticed.” 
“I'm private about relationships?” Karl laughed. “Says you!” 
“I'll tell you anything you want to know as long as you don't share it with fans,” Naomi challenged, crossing her arms and looking at Karl pointedly, as if asking him to test her.
Karl dropped his hands and paused before genuinely asking, “Are you guys dating dating?”
“We’re waiting until we meet to see how it goes,” she answered. “Your turn! Is it the camera girl at work that you mentioned a few months ago?” 
“Anyways!!” Karl dragged out the word loudly, pretending to not hear Naomi's question or either of the girl’s laughter. “What about Dream?” he tried redirecting the conversation and luckily for him, Y/n didn’t mind. 
“Well, I kinda....” she took a deep breath as she started helping Naomi put groceries away. “I really want to... I think, well, I know—”
“She decided to tell him she likes him,” Naomi answered for her, receiving a glare from the taller girl. “What? You were taking too long.” 
Karl’s mouth opened. “Wait, really!? When? Today??” He fired off questions and Naomi chuckled. 
Y/n took a shaky, but excited breath. “I don’t know when. But I’m going to tell him,” she said with determination clear in her voice. 
“What made you decide to?” Karl asked with a wide grin, reaching over to Naomi to help her place a box on a higher shelf than she could reach. “Why all of a sudden?” 
Y/n shrugged and crossed her arms over her chest, hugging herself tightly with excitement. “Well, I started to think he likes me too and I really want to know if something could happen or if I should try to just move on. I’ll never know unless I ask, right?” she said, and Karl and Naomi both smiled at her. “I'm sick of not knowing for sure.” 
“I’m so excited for you!” Karl giggled. “I’m—Y/n, this is gonna be good. I know it.”
She smiled widely, scrunching her nose lightly. “I think so too.”
“So do George and I,” Naomi commented as she took a handful of Cocoa Krispies from the box, earning a look of betrayal from Karl, who snatched the box from her to have a snack too. 
“Does everyone talk about him and I?”
Karl nodded slowly while Naomi took a more blunt approach. “Yup.”
“What are the odds that he’s the only one who doesn’t think we like each other?” 
Karl giggled. “1 in 7.5 trilli— OW! You just hit me!” 
“Overused joke,” Naomi explained, retracting her hand from the back of his head with a sweet smile. 
Y/n pulled her phone out of her pocket as it vibrated and gasped lightly before looking up at her friends. “Okay Karl, I need to know details about this secret person you’re keeping from us, especially if it's camera girl because she sounded adorable.” 
“No,” he protested pointedly. “Not until something actually happens.” 
“Is.. is that a confirmation that it's camera girl?” Naomi snapped her head to look at him.  
Karl paused, turning pink. “N-no?” 
“Karl!” Y/n pouted and he winked dramatically at her. 
“Go talk to your boy. I know it was him that just texted you.” 
“Make him your boyfriend,” Naomi demanded jokingly, though the glint in her eyes told Y/n that she meant it. 
“Not happening right now,” Y/n assured, getting up from her seat. “But I am going to go talk to him. So love you both, bye.”
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“Hi,” Y/n greeted happily as she propped her phone up on her desk and tucked her knees to her chest.
“Hello,” Dream said with a weak smile, less enthusiastic than he seemed over text, though he was trying his best to make that not noticeable. He pulled his hood over his hair but kept his face in view and Y/n could clearly see him being vaguely distant, not looking directly at his phone.
Focus on the mission: make sure he's doing okay and if not, find out why, she reminded herself as her thoughts started to focus on how adorable he looked all tired and pouty. Don't tell him you like him if he's mad at you for something.
“Are you doing okay?” He nodded distractedly at her question and she frowned softly. “What’s wrong, Clay?”
The man stuck with his story, adding a slight smile and a breathy laugh in an attempt to make his obvious lie more believable. “Nothing. I’m fine, Bug.”
Y/n took a deep breath and held it for a moment before releasing it suddenly. “At the risk of sounding… narcissistic,” she paused, “are you by chance upset at all by the... stream from the other day?”
Hesitation was written all over Dream’s face as he chewed on his lower lip and hummed.
“Or something completely different? I just wanna make sure I didn't do anything to upset you..”
“I'm not upset at you,” he clarified quickly before hesitantly adding, “but... maybe it has a little bit to do with that.”
Y/n nodded, hoping she was understanding correctly and wasn’t about to make a fool of herself. “In a... jealous way?”
Dream huffed, clearly frustrated. “Yeah, I get it, the whole point was that Alex wanted to make me jealous because he knows how much I care about you and… and whatever. Well, it worked,” he admitted the last part softly like he was embarrassed.
“Dream,” Y/n sighed, “I’ve said it before, you have nothing to be jealous of.”
“I’m aware that I’m not allowed to be jealous, Y/n,” he said harshly, though she knew the slight anger wasn’t directed at her specifically, despite the use of her real name, which he hardly ever used.
She frowned. “That’s not—no, that’s not what I’m saying. I mean that there’s nothing to be jealous of.”
Dream looked at the camera skeptically. “I mean… there kinda is, to be fair. Two of my best friend’s reading—”
“Dream,” Y/n deadpanned, looking softly but sternly at him through the pixels that made their distance seem closer. “I’m serious.”
The blond boy shrugged slowly, seeming to realize how dumb it was to think there was a possibility of him losing Y/n’s attention in any way. “I know it’s stupid to be jealous anyway. You can, you know, have whatever friends you want. I just…” he trailed off like he wanted to say something important but shook his head.
Y/n took a deep breath, so tempted to just blurt out the words at the back of her throat. Just tell him you like him, she scolded herself, do it. It’s the perfect chance. She didn’t know if she was being dumb and was just reading into things or if she was right, but she felt like he liked her. Even before he saw her.
“Sorry I made you mad,” she whispered and he frowned.
“You didn't—Bug, I'm not mad at you. Or Quackity. I’m mad at myself if anything but… not mad.”
“So… you don't hate me?”
He rolled his head back and smiled, scoffing lightly. “I could never be mad at you. Like, actually.”
She rolled her lips between her teeth, feeling the words bubble at the back of her throat again. But before she could open her mouth to let them fly, the boy on the other side of the phone spoke up.
“Hey, did you get my package yet?” Dream asked suddenly. Y/n couldn’t tell if he was changing the subject on purpose or if he just remembered and didn’t want to forget, but it made her want to hit her head on her desk. She needed to figure out a way to subtly bring the conversation back around eventually so she could make herself tell him she liked him.
Y/n let out her breath shakily and her shoulders dropped. “Oh, uh, I don’t think so. The mail hasn’t come today though.”
Dream groaned. “I wish it would show up already,” he pouted. “It’s supposed to get there sometime in the next couple days. I don’t know exactly when because UPS is being vague.”
Y/n laughed. “What did you send?”
“The hoodie!”
“Oh yeah!” she gasped, forgetting about her self-appointed task from moments ago. “I’m very excited. Thank you again, by the way. It’s very sweet of you to send me your merch for free.”
“Of course,” he said with a soft smile. “Anything for you.”
“I’ll just have to pay you back by giving you the very first Bugsy merch.”
“Ohh!!” he gasped excitedly. “Are you working on some?”
She shrugged vaguely to tease him. “I may or may not have a few ideas.”
“Please, can I know? I really wanna know.”
“Why are you so excited?” she asked with a laugh. “You can find out when I announce stuff.”
He pouted. “I don’t get any sort of privilege?”
“Pretty privilege will only get you so far in life, bud,” she teased and he shook his head. She wondered if she would have butterflies in her stomach still if she called him pretty under different circumstances, like if they were dating. Would he react in a different way or still just give her that smile.
“I just can’t wait,” he interrupted her train of thought. “I love having every crumb of BugsyGames content I can get.”
“You already get more than anyone except Karl and Naomi. So greedy.”
He hummed and smiled at her fondly.
“Hey, you said you wanted to talk about something?”
“Huh? Oh… that… uh, well.” He stopped abruptly and his brows furrowed in deep thought, like he was deciding how to say something important again.
She decided to give him a way out by offering, “Was it just about wondering if I got the hoodie yet?”
Dream’s face lit up and she didn’t mistake the grateful look for anything else. “Yeah, that. Just let me know when you do get it. Or I’ll text you if they ever let me know where it is.”
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A few days later, Y/n got a notification on Twitter from Dream’s alt account. She rolled her eyes fondly at his theatrics, knowing he didn’t text her like he made Twitter think. 
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Y/n lifted the large, brown box from her doorstep and shook her head as she brought it into her apartment. She dropped it on her bed with a huff, hoping that Dream didn’t send her more than one of his merch hoodies. She read the label on the front and immediately knew he did; the white sticker had her nickname written in a small, neat but childlike script instead of a label printed off from a factory. He made her believe he had ordered one from his website and had it delivered to her house, but this clearly showed it had been at his house, giving her the impression there was more than one. She breathed out and grabbed her phone, hoping Dream would pick up her FaceTime call.
After only two rings, Dream answered. “Helloooo,” he greeted slowly but happily. He was slouched sideways on his couch so his cheek pressed against the back and he smiled sleepily.
“Clay.”
“Clay?” he laughed. “Are you mad at me or something?”
“What did you send me?”
“Hoodies? Did you get them?”
“Plural?” Y/n emphasized and he smiled.
“Plural,” he confirmed, making Y/n groan.
“I feel so bad! I didn’t even want one free—”
“Come onnn, it’s fine. Bug, I’ve gifted you, like, 700 subs in one stream before but you don’t want more than one of my hoodies?”
She paused. Did he mean ‘his’ hoodies as in his hoodies? Or as in his brand?
“Just open it!” Dream prompted as he sat up a little. “I’m excited!”
“Which ones did you send me?” Y/n asked as she grabbed scissors from her desk and started opening the box, propping her phone up on her pillows so he could see. “Also, nice handwriting.”
Dream laughed. “Yeah? Sapnap says it looks like shit.”
“I doubt his is any better. I like the little… thing you drew? What is that?” she asked as she paused and leaned closer to the package to get a better look at the artwork.
“It’s a bug!” Dream laughed. “It’s not that bad. Okay, it is pretty bad but you could have figured out what it was from context clues.”
“It's just a scribble.”
“Okay, Miss Artist,” he mocked. “Just open the package!”
Y/n finished opening the box and was hit with an unfamiliar scent. It was nice, making the butterflies in her stomach flutter. She grabbed the material on top, a classic lime green hoodie with Dream’s smile printed on the front, and held it up with a wide smile.
“IT’S SO CUTE!!” she complimented, stepping back from the camera and holding it up to her body. “And also the perfect size! Thank you so much, Dream, seriously.”
“Put it on!” he said with a giggle and she complied, wanting to feel how soft it was while wearing it. She pulled the hoodie on, noting how the scent from the box lingered on the green fabric, but wasn’t strong enough to be the source.
She stepped back and lifted her arms, showing how it fit just how she liked her hoodies to. “It’s perfect!” she assured.
“It looks good on you,” he complimented. “There’s still another one.”
“I know, because you just can’t help but to break rules and go against our agreement,” she joked as she took off the new hoodie and poked her head in the box to see what else he had sent her.
Her eyes locked onto a maroon-colored hoodie with an unfamiliar logo on the front, definitely not more merch like she expected.
“It’s mine,” Dream explained softly from her phone. She looked at him to see him doing his best to hide behind his hand without making his embarrassment obvious.
“No, it’s not,” she challenged in disbelief. No way he sent her his actual hoodie.
Dream nodded and she grabbed it from the box, noticing how much larger it was than the last one. She held it up to her body again and almost fainted at the size difference.
“It’s from, like, forever ago when my family went to the Florida Keys on vacation,” he explained. “Thought you might want a reminder that warm places exist while it gets colder there.”
Y/n smiled widely, not even trying to hide her happiness, which made Dream crack and flash his own grin. “Wanna try it on?”
She didn’t need to be asked twice, slipping it over her head like the last one. It smelled amazing. This was definitely the source of the cologne and she just knew it was his. If this is what he smelled like, she was going to have a hard time not cuddling with him 24/7 when they went on vacation.
“Y/n, you look so cu—”
“It smells so good,” she voiced abruptly and distractedly, making Dream cut himself off and turn a pink that even his phone camera could pick up on.
“Glad you think so.”
She lifted the material over her nose and was even more overwhelmed by the scent that surrounded her. If her stomach butterflies were fluttering before, they were raging lunatics at this point.
“You look so cute, Bug,” Dream complimented fondly and she smiled at him, flipping the hood up to cover her face. “I was right, you do look much better in my clothes than in Karl’s.”
She hummed happily and fiddled with the hoodie strings as she walked back to her phone and took a breath.
She needed to just say it. It was obvious now; there was no way he didn’t like her, sending her his hoodie practically drenched in his cologne and saying she looked cute in his clothes while he blushed. She had nothing to lose in telling him she liked him.
“Thank you, Dream. It really means a lot to me,” she said genuinely and he smiled at her.
“One more thing,” he said and she could detect nervousness in his voice, worrying her only slightly.
“What’s up?”
“I don’t know how to say this because I’ve never done this like… this… but you know there’s a first for everything I guess, and, uh—”
“Dream,” Y/n got his attention with a small laugh. “Just say whatever you need to say.”
“I lied about what I wanted to talk to you about the other day,” he admitted, tightening his hoodie strings before loosening them and huffing loudly. “I mean, I did want to see if the package was there, but I also wanted to… I have a better explanation for kinda ignoring you after Quackity’s stream and stuff um…” he paused and took a deep breath. “I know I can get kinda, I don't know, possessive about people,” he stated, his voice raising at the end like it was a question. “And it's something I'm definitely working on because it’s not a really good trait to have, but I do it especially when I like someone a lot so I’m sorry for being jealous of Quackity and Karl and even Naomi but, uh, I really like you a lot so if I’ve ever come across as overly jealous, that's why. But, again, I'm working on that.”
Y/n didn't know how to contain her smile even if she wanted to. Her heart raced as she looked at Dream’s embarrassed and red face.
“This is also not how I wanted to do this but, I’m pretty sure if I went another day without telling you that I like you, especially after seeing you in my hoodie, I was going to actually explode.”
“You asshole,” she mumbled, a huge grin contradicting her words.
“Oh god, I'm so sorry for rambling. I understand if you wanna send me the hoodie back or even just burn it if you want. Go ahead and burn it. I didn't mean it to come across as creepy if it did. I can see how it would be because I told you I like you after telling you to wear it and… oh god. And I'll stop texting you so much and not go on streams you'll be on and—”
“No, no! Dream, I don't want any of that!” She laughed. “I called you an asshole because you beat me to it.”
“Beat you to what?” he asked, the shakiness in his voice telling her how anxious he was.
Put him out of his misery, Y/n. “I was going to tell you I like you,” she explained before softly adding, “You beat me to it.”
Dream looked at her like she hung the moon just for him. “You do?”
“Yes, dummy. I really do.” Her face was on fire and she lifted the collar of her (his) hoodie over her nose like she always did when she was flustered. This time, the action only worsened her state since she was reintroduced to the scent of Dream’s cologne.
Y/n’s screen showed Dream’s ceiling as he set his phone down abruptly and put his head in his hands, which she could kinda see by his mess of blond waves shoved into the camera lens as he leaned over his desk.
“Dream!” She laughed. “Come back!”
He grabbed his phone and held it close to his face, absolutely beaming. “You have no idea how happy— Bug, I like you a lot.”
“I like you too, Dream,” she repeated and his smile only grew.
“Holy shit. You have a crush on me!”
“Shut up,” she joked. “What are you gonna do about it, huh?”
He raised his eyebrows. “I'm going to take you on a fucking date when you get here, that's what I'll do about it. Sound good?”
She bit her lips and nodded. “I can check my schedule.”
“Oh, come on,” he whined lightly. “Really?”
“Yes, I’ll go on a freaking date with you, Clay. What kind of question is that?”
“Consent is key!!” he declared. “I'm not gonna force you to go out with me—”
“You'd have to force me not to,” she laughed. “But just to be very clear, do you see now that I meant it when I said you had nothing to be jealous of?”
He frowned seriously. “I'm really sorry. I know it's unattractive and unhealthy and I'm working on it, I really am.”
“Honestly, you've done pretty good, I think. I mean, I didn't even know you were jealous of Naomi until you told me. And you didn't blow up at Quackity… at least not during stream or in front of me, which shows you have some self control.”
Dream laughed through his nose. “I actually didn't yell at him for that at all. Just… pouted to George and Karl.”
“W-wait to KARL? Karl knows you like me? AND George? That means both of us told them how we felt and neither of them let us know!”
“They hate us,” Dream joked.
“Just for that, I'm not telling either of them about the date. Purely out of spite.”
“I made them swear they wouldn't tell you anything though. So I understand why they didn't say anything.”
Y/n hummed. “I guess I did the same… okay fine they're super loyal, perfect friends. Still annoying.”
Dream smiled at her attitude and her frown melted away.
“By the way, I never said you being jealous wasn't hot.”
Dream’s eyebrows shot up. “What the hell did you just say?”
“Unreasonable jealousy isn't but you sending me a hoodie just because you don't want to see me wear Karl’s is kinda…” she suddenly got shy at her words but still raised an eyebrow at him. “It's definitely attractive.”
Dream shook his head fondly. “You're going to kill me.”
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inactiveanimeblog · 4 years ago
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‘you know you belong to me’ yandere! sasuke x virgin reader one shot
tw : non con, abuse, delusional tendencies, obsession, yandere, virginity taking, a kidnapped y/n
i’m sorry the end is a little rushed but i was tryna get this out asap
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“what the fuck was that hm? you like embarrassing me y/n?’ sasuke said angrily, pushing y/n on the bed and pinning her arms above her head.
“i don’t know what you’re talking about sasuke.. i swear i didn’t look at anyone, i kept my eyes on the ground.” y/n answered flinching as he got closer, his face near hers and his eyes never leaving her glossy ones.
sasuke had kidnapped y/n about a month ago, taking her from her home and village. ever since he first seen her he thought ‘i have to have her.’ since then she’s been traveling with him and keeping a low profile. when he took her, he gave her a set of rules, one of them being to not look at anyone they see in public, reasons for that was sasuke’s jealousy. sasuke being as strong as he is was unfortunate for her. she could never fight back or escape him, nor could she ask anyone to help her.
“you think i believe that for one second you little slut? you looked up and made eye contact with that man while we were passing through that village.. you know you’re not supposed to be looking at anyone. and now you wanna sit here and play innocent. you’re lucky i didn’t punish you right there.” he said, taking his rough hands from above her arms and giving her a hard smack across the face, y/n gasped as his hand connected with her cheek.
“i promise sasuke.. i— i didn’t realize. i didn’t mean to do that. i promise.. please don’t punish me.” y/n pleaded, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.
“i should fuck you right here and now. i’ll teach you a lesson and fuck that pretty little hole of yours finally.” sasuke said, his hands brushing over her clothed pussy.
sasuke reached over the bed to open up his night stand drawer, pulling out a pair of handcuffs to cuff her arms to the headboard.
“sasuke please, i’m begging you. don’t do this.”
“i’m sorry y/n.” sasuke ‘apologized’ forcing her arms back over her ahead again and cuffing her to the bed. “i’ve waited way too long for you. i’m going to fuck you so good, you’ll learn your lesson. once i’m done you’ll never wanna look at another man again.”
sasuke kissed her neck hungrily leaving bruises all over her neck and chest as she whimpered out, knowing what’s to come. she struggled to move her body undone from his grip, but it was no use. he was too strong for her, and she was cuffed. this wasn’t a fight she could handle. it would be a zero percent chance of escaping his punishment.
sasuke continued to kiss her body and leaving little bite marks on her excitedly. you could compare him to a wild animal and it’s prey. he was excited to say the least to take y/n’s virginity.
“you know you belong to me.” he whispered in her ear, moving her shirt up to reveal her bare chest and slowly removing her pants, revealing her little white thong. sasuke pulled down her panties inch by inch eyeing her cunt in awe.
“sasuke please, i— don’t.”
“shut up.” he snapped at her, his fingers starting to play with her clit while she whined, the tears now streaming down her face. without a warning he spit on her cunt and shoved two fingers in, causing y/n to whine out more from never having this feeling before.
he thought about this moment a million times, he wanted to take his time with her and maybe be gentle at first since she was still a virgin, but he’s been waiting for so long he couldn’t hold back, and she still needed to take her punishment. he continued fingering her tight hole to open her up a little more to prepare her for his dick and once he felt she was ready he took his shirt off, eyeing her the whole time as he did so. then right after taking off his pants and black boxers making his long hard cock spring out. and god was it huge. he positioned himself in front of her. she closed her eyes and hid her face in her arm, scared of what’s about to happen. the first thrust was certainly the most painful, he slid in y/n slowly, causing y/n’s face to contort in pain. he rolled his hips into hers, giving a few thrusts before he started giving a steady rough pace.
“fuck y/n, you’re so tight i can barely fit.” sasuke groaned, loving the way her tight cunny was clenching around him.
“hng— sauske please take it out, it hurts.” she whined, her face still hiding in her arm.
“no, you wanna act like a filthy dirty whore, i’m gonna treat you like one.” he said through gritted teeth. he looked down at her again and leaned up to cup her face in his hands. he shoved in the two fingers that he used to finger her, in her mouth. y/n gagged and drooled out while his fingers entered her mouth deeper almost going all the way down her throat.
with the way sasuke was fucking her so rough she could barely handle it, she tried moving under his grip, hoping he would stop fucking her and let her go— or at least fuck her a little less harder.
“stop fucking moving.” sasuke muttered smacking her sore face once again.
“i’m s-sorry sasuke.” she whimpered back. “it— it hurts so much.”
“take it. you can take it.”
“n-no i can’t sasuke, it’s too much.” sasuke leaned down to place a kiss on her quivering lips, his hips still pounding into hers, her back arching and her thighs trembling as the tip of his dick repeatedly kissed her g spot.
y/n could feel herself about to come undone. her legs still uncontrollably shaking. and it wasn’t long before she came on sasuke’s cock. cum leaking out of her, and on to her legs. sasuke took his hand to intertwine it with one of y/n’s cuffed hands.
“next time, ask me if you can cum.”
“okay ‘m sorry sasuke.” she murmured.
he was amused by the way y/n trembled around his body, he knew he was giving her exactly what she needed. “look at you y/n, you’re taking me so well for your first time. you wanted this huh?”
“n-no.” she shook her head, tears still roaming freely down her face.
“yes, yes you fucking do. stop acting like a brat.”
and starting to feel his near, sasuke picked up the pace of his thrusts, rutting into y/n as her mouth hung open. sasuke’s hand snaked around her throat, tightly squeezing it.
“fuck i’m so close baby. you gonna take my cum?”
“no sasuke, no please. i-i’m not on birth control.”
“shut up i don’t care, i’m gonna — ahh.” and with that sasuke’s cum spurted out of his hard dick and into y/n’s little cunt. she was too fucked out to try and move from his grip and his thrusts. she was hoping he would miss her hole. but he didn’t, and now she had to worry if she was going to be pregnant or not.
sasuke still on top of her, gave her soft kisses down her jawline and on to her collar bone. she was so tired and worn out from the sex, she started to close her eyes and hopefully drift off to sleep until
“oh no you don’t, open your eyes. that was only round one y/n.” sasuke mumbled while still leaving little kisses down around her face.
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hobbitsnapes · 3 years ago
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YOU GUYS ARE DATING
Corpse x MGK!sister reader
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(Found this image on Pinterest so all credit goes to artist, if you know who it is please comment below so I can credit them)
A/N: this was requested by @heyitssab
Tree is tall of sex in this, but it’s more in a joking matter, plus corpse has stated he doesn’t mind as long as you are not a minor or send or tag him. I’m literally 2 years younger than him, and have no intentions of ever tagging him or sending him any of my work XD
Summary: how many idiots does it take to tell the brother and friend they’re dating? Apparently takes 2 very forgetful people, who kept their relationship secret without knowing it.
It had just been by chance, a small chance that he had been scrolling through his tags. liking and reposting art, when he saw a tag from someone he followed. He wrecked his brain for when he had followed her, coming up empty. She was cute, no denying the beauty she had as she laughed in the video. It was a clip from a stream that he didn’t know she had, as he couldn’t even remember her name, wearing his merch as it fit her snug. It fit her perfectly in fact, the large hood covering her face, hiding the flush to her face from her rather large chuckles that left her body. He couldn’t help but like the photo, and he couldn’t help but to press message either.
It was first only small likes to posts, an Occasional message, and a view on their livestreams, but that all changed when he spoke of the song he was working on with her older brother.
It all started that night, when both lay in their beds as they talked, laughed, and felt their hearts flutter each time they heard one another speak.
Her phone rang violently in her bag, nearly making her drop the to go bag all over the ground as she walked. “Hello?” She asked, as she held both bags with her hands as her shoulder gripped the phone as if it’d fall down a cliff. “Hey bug!” He exclaimed, making her chuckle as she heard the booming sound of his voice. She had always detested the nickname, as he gave it to her as kids due to her horrendous fear of the creatures. But, it brought more joy to her, as it reminded her of their youth. Having been adults for years, it was fun to hear such a childish name that’s stuck.
“Hey mopey.” She chuckled, as that was the name she gave him when he was in his emo phase that he never outgrew.
Both talked as she walked towards the elevator, mainly about how his day had gone as she silently listened.
She had always been this way, always the shyer of the two, the one to listen to others first before she said a word. He had teased her for it most of their childhood and teen life, but he had grown to love it, as he could let loose or rant to her about anything, and he knew she’d be there just to listen to him.
“So what’re you doing right now?” He asked, as she got into the elevator. “Just grabbed some dinner a few minutes before you called and nearly made me shit.” A smile painted on her face at his boisterous laughter.
“Are you at home?” He asked, as he heard the sound of the elevator beeping in the background. “No, I’m spending the night with my boyfriend.”
She had mentioned about a month prior that she was seeing someone, the joy it brought him to hear the excitement and joy in her tone as she gushed about their first date.
If this was 7 or 8 years prior, he would be bombarding her with questions about the man, who he was, where he lived, where he could meet him to find his intentions with his baby sister. But, in the last few years, he found himself feeling calmer whenever she’d mentioned her love life. He knew she was smart, and would never date a man who treated her poorly. The few breakups she had, they always ended amicably, her head still high as she told him. So, he never asked her any questions about the man, as he could tell from the few times she mentioned him, he could feel the love this man had for her, and Vice versa.
The strong barreling of her phone alerted them awake, both groaning out as she reached for her phone without lifting her head from his shoulder. “Hello?” She mumbled, voice slurred as the saliva was thick in her mouth, barely awake as she fought to listen in on who dares to wake them up.
“Hey!” He exclaimed, making her equally exhausted lover groan. She shifted off of him, laying on her back as he turned away from her, as to hopefully shut his eyes and fall back asleep. She was used to her brother's large voice, as it hardly phased her after growing up with him. “Colson, why are you calling me this ungodly hour?” “Oh come on, it’s not that early.” “Col its-“ She pulled her phone from her ear, eyes shutting violently as the bright light blinded her “5 o’clock in the morning. So again, I’m going to ask you, why did you call me at the asscrack of dawn?” “You don’t remember?” He asked, making her irritation grow. “No, that’s why I’m asking.” She says, as she rubbed her sleep crusted eyes. “You were coming up today to hang out with casie, remember?” Her hand stopped rubbing her face, as she felt her heart stop momentarily. “Wait, you mean today? I thought I was coming Friday?” “No, both of you settled on today, remember I told you that’s perfect because I have a day off?” She felt her heart pain as she heard the sadness in his tone, knowing he’s expecting her to bail. “Yeah sorry, I thought you meant Friday so I mixed it up, let me get ready and I’ll be out the door okay? Love you” she said, as she hung up the line.
Before she could even move, she felt his arm wrap around her body. A tired groan leaving his lips. “Nooo stayyyy.” He groaned, pulling her body to his. She smiled as she looked down at him, wrapping her arm on his chest and the other behind his neck. “I wish I could live, but I can’t.” Planting a soft kiss against his lips. “Stay in bed for a few more hours, please?” Her heart pulled at his tone, hearing just how tired he was. “I can’t, casies wanted me to come up for weeks now. And it takes a good 3 hours to get there. I wanna spend as much time as I can with them before it gets dark so I can get back safely.” He groaned at this, wrapping his arms around her. “Yeah but it’s only 5, it wouldn’t be safe to drive since we went to bed like, 2 hours ago.” “Yeah, and whos fault was that mister?” She teased, “hmm, sorry but I just couldn’t keep my hands to myself after not seeing you for a few days.” He mused, pulling her body closer to his, planting his lips against hers. A small hum left her lips as he pulled her thigh over his, grabbing the flesh harshly as their lips cascaded together. “Mm, no no no, you’re not gonna convince me to stay here just to go another round.” She said, as she got off from his warm body, throwing his large hoodie over her bare body. “Oh come on babe, are you sure about that?” He said, making her turn around to him. A small gasp left her lips as her eyes took in his milky white complexion. His honey brown eyes looking back at her with a small smile etched onto his face. His hair a tousled mess that resembled a bird's nest, some pieces falling onto his face. “Honey, I’ve been wanting to see my family for weeks now, I see you almost everyday and practically live here. I’ll be back tomorrow so I can grab more clothes from my place okay?” She placed a kiss to his lips, both holding one another in their arms. “I don’t know why you don’t just say fuck that place and just move in.” He mumbled, making her chuckle and heart warm. “Don't you think it’s a little soon though? I mean we’ve only been together a few months love.” “Yeah, but you’ve practically lived here since we got together, you literally just go there to get more clothes that you end up leaving here.” She looked into his eyes as she thought about his words. “Hm, I’ll think about it today okay?” She mused, planting a kiss to his lips. A soft okay leaving him as she got up.
“And babe, remember if you live here, we can have all the sex we want and not have to worry about driving to get one another.” He exclaimed, laughing at the loud honey she screamed from the bathroom.
She couldn’t help but laugh out as she watched, as her niece tried her hardest to braid her fathers grown out hair. It was near impossible not to, as pieces would fall out, resulting in her pulling them harsher, nearly pulling his eyelids back due to the tension from his temples. “Okay okay you’re gonna fuckin scalp me.” He chuckled , as all three bursted out in large laughter.
“So how’s school going this year?” She asked her, as she delicately painted her nails. Both of the girls had found themselves on the floor in front of the nice coffee table, as colson sat and chatted with them. “It’s going really well.” “Oh yeah? Make any new friends?” She teased. “I mean, kinda.” She couldn’t help but hear the wavering in her tone, spotting the faint blush dusting her skin. “Ohh, so there’s a someone eh?” She teased to her, making the preteen hide her face as to conceal the flush. “His names Garrett, and we both take social studies together. He always sits next to me at lunch, and we’ll draw on my notebook.” She gushed, making her smile. “Soo, do you think he likes you?” “I mean, that’s what everyone keeps saying.” “Yeah well don’t worry about it to much cas, you’re not dating anyone for many more years. You’re still a kid.” Her das said, making the young girls face fall.
Y/N knew he was only saying this to protect her, as he said the same thing to her growing up. “Hey, don’t be bummed out about it. He is right, you both are only 12 and should focus on school. But don’t worry, he’ll come around. He was just like that with me up until my current boyfriend.” She whispered, making the young girl chuckle.
“Speaking of which, how are you guys doing?” He asked, as she hadn’t mentioned hun to her in a while. He didn’t think it’d hurt to ask. “Great actually, we’re thinking of moving in together actually.” “That’s great! I’m really happy that y’all met.” “Yeah, I am too.” She hummed, a flush dusting her cheeks.
Both men laughed as they chatted on the phone, talking about anything that would come to mind. What was once only a collaboration for a song, turned into an amazing friendship that caused both of them to call at late hours just to shoot the shit.
A yawn left his lips, as he listened to colson ramble on about another song he was making. “Woah, you tired man?” Colson asked, shocked to hear the sound. “Yeah sorry, was up most of the night last night.” He mumbled, rubbing his eyes. “Were you feeling alright?” He asked, worry laced in his tone. He knew all about his friends illnesses, even once being on the other end of the phone during a bad spell one day.” “Oh yeah yeah yeah, was just, up with the misses last night.” He chuckled, a flush blooming on his cheeks. “Ohhh yeah? And how was it?” This shocked him, nearly feeling his heart stop. Like, does he usually know about his sisters sex life? He didn’t think much of it, as he knew just how close both were. “It was absolutely fucking amazing. Like I thought we’d be done for the night, fully tapped out but after like 5 minutes she’d be right back on me for another round.” He chuckled, his flush even worse than before. “Ayyyeee good for you corpse, glad to hear that puss is bussin.” He laughed at this, throwing his head back. “Yeah, it’s bussin bussin.”
Both men talk as they read from their phones, eyes wide in absolute awe of the love they received from the song. They had just dropped it a few days prior, not expecting the cry of joy from both fan bases.
He didn’t even look up from it when she walked in, until she bent down to plant a kiss to his forehead. “Sorry I had completely forgot about the tea I made you an hour ago, but I put it back on the stove to heat it up so if it’s twisting funky just tell me okay?” Before he could even thank her, both their heads whipped towards the loudness from the other line. “Y/N? Is that you? What in the hell are you doing there with corpse!” He didn’t sound angry, more shocked than anything, both of them looking at the phone in confusion. “I, I love here? Remember I told you like a month ago I was moving in with him?” “WHAT!” Both jumped at the loud scream. “Wait so you guys are dating!?” Both we’re even more perplexed, until it dawned on both of them. Their eyes wide as they turned their heads to one another slowly. “Wait you didn’t tell him?” “No? He’s one of your best friends so I thought you did!” “He’s your brother! So I thought you did!” Both whisper, until all three lay silent. That was until, the large cry of laughter that leaves the two, leaving colson even more confused. He wasn’t mad, not at all actually. More shocked and confused than anything. Until he started thinking, it does make sense, all the times they spoke about one another without him knowing, all the times they mentioned-“OH GOD!” He yelled, gagging violently, making them stop their laughing fit. “What's wrong? Why are you yelling?” She asks “like a month ago corpse was talking about how he was tired cause he was up all night having sex AND I HAD NO IDEA HE WAS TALKING ABOUT YOU! OH GOD WAS THAT WHY YOU WERE LIMPING THAT DAY WITH CAS AND I!” Both laugh even harder, as they listen to his ever growing gags.
“So yeah,. That’s literally how we had no idea we were keeping the relationship secret from her brother.” He laughed, as he red the comments and listened to his friends' laughter. She sat beside him, head laying on his shoulder as he told the story. She couldn’t help but to look back up into his eyes, as he glanced down at her, planting a soft kiss to her lips. “Keep it pg guys.” Colson said from the other line, making them chuckle.
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bestofbucky · 4 years ago
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Imagine the reader tells Bucky she’s in love with him, and dumbass Bucky thinking he’s protecting her from himself tells her that he doesn’t love her back, and they try to still be friends, but a few months later, he sees reader getting REAL close with Loki, and Bucky does NOT like that AT ALL 😭
ROOFTOP.
Pairings: Bucky x Reader, platonic!Loki x Reader
Word Count: 2.1k
Warnings: Angst, swearing, happy ending.
A/N: Thank you for this request :) Hope you like it!
Divider by me.
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Looking out at the skyline of New York City you sighed. This was your favourite thing about living at the tower. You found yourself coming up to the roof a lot. When you wanted to get away from the constant movement and excitement of your life, you would find a moment of stillness here, you especially loved it at sunset and sunrise.
The rest of the Avengers all knew this was your special place, they wouldn’t bother you when you’re up here because they know how much it helps you. This time is different though. You had asked Bucky to meet you up here at sunset, hoping the environment around you would soothe your nerves. It seemed to be working, but then again Bucky hadn’t arrived yet.
It was as if he heard you thinking about him because not two seconds later, the metal door was opening and he stepped out.
He was wearing grey sweatpants and a white shirt that his muscles were threatening to rip apart. The warm glow off the sun on his skin, making him look ethereal, like a god sent down from the heavens above.
He searched around for you, his eyes finally meeting with yours. His smile grew wider and his eyebrows raised as he made his way over to you. Finally getting to you he pulls you into a hug. You happily accept, breathing in his scent hoping it will calm you like it normally does but it has the opposite effect.
Your mind goes into overdrive and you suddenly regret asking him up here. What if he doesn’t feel the same? What if you misread all the loving touches and subtle glances? What if you confess your feelings and you end up losing him forever?
“Doll?” Bucky's voice draws you out of your head. “Everything ok? You seem tense.”
You look up at him, he has a concerned look on his face. Taking a deep breath you nod.
“I’m fine Bucky, just a little nervous.” You explain but it only seems to confuse him more.
“Nervous for what?” He asks and you suddenly find great interest in the floor. Memories of time you have spent with Bucky come flooding into your mind. Movie nights where you two always sit together, whether there is room for you both or not. Mornings when Bucky will have your favourite breakfast prepared for when you wake up. Sparring together but ending up rolling around the mats in a tickle fight instead of a fist fight. You push it all aside and take a deep breath.
“I asked you up here for a reason.” You tell him. His eyes catch the sunlight and you are mesmerised. You remember the first time you noticed his eye colour. You’d had a nightmare and went to Bucky’s room hoping he could help you. He held you, telling you stories from his childhood, the rhythm of his voice soothing you off to sleep. You had woken up in his arms, feeling safer than ever before. The sunlight streamed in through the windows and when Bucky had opened his eyes, they were striking, you had wondered how you’d never noticed the colour before. It was in that moment you realised you had fallen for Bucky.
Two months later brought you here, in front of Bucky, on the roof, finally having the courage to confess your feelings.
“I asked you up here, to tell you that I love you.” You hold your breath waiting for his response but nothing comes. He stands there, completely silent. You can’t read the expression on his face but it looks close to one of fear.
“Please say something.” Your voice comes out barely above a whisper but you know he heard you. Finally he breaks the silence.
“I’m sorry doll,” he is looking everywhere except you. “I just don’t feel the same.”
Ouch. Like a punch to the gut suddenly all your worst fears seem to have come true. You try hard to stop the tears from forming in your eyes but it’s useless. Bucky still won’t look at you and it’s driving you mad.
“Look at me Bucky.” You try but it is like talking to a wall, he has closed off and there is no getting through to him. You can’t believe it. You don’t believe it. So you try one last time.
“Look me in the eye and tell me you don’t love me.” Your voice is weak from focusing your energy on trying to not cry. This is your attempt at a last resort, hoping he is just scared, that you didn’t misread the situation and he does love you back.
He sighs and looks at you finally. “I don’t love you, not like that. We are friends doll, nothing more.” His once calm blue eyes were now icy and uninviting. You feel like such an idiot for thinking your feelings would be reciprocated. Why would anyone as good as Bucky love someone like you.
You nod finally able to speak, “I think you should go.”
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3 Months Later
You haven’t been up to the rooftop since that evening. Every time you tried you felt the same pain in your chest you had felt that day, when he told you he didn’t love you. That day changed you, your walls went up and no one was allowed close enough to try and knock them down.
Bucky tried to stay friends, he would still save you a space for movie night, he would still make your breakfast for you. So you stopped going to movie night, and started getting up earlier than him. It was too painful to have him at such a close distance but still out of reach.
Then, a month ago, Loki came to stay at the tower. You had met him a few times before but they were just passing moments. This time you had bumped into him on one of your ‘I can’t sleep’ walks. He thought it would be funny to get inside your mind. Although he quickly realised it was the opposite. Still, he took it upon himself to cheer you up and help you move on from Bucky.
Apart from when he got inside your head without your permission, you liked spending time with Loki. He is funny and charming and most of the time he helps you get your mind off a certain super soldier.
It’s movie night tonight. Loki told you he was going to save you a seat. Which is why you are currently standing by your door, wondering whether you should go or not. You really miss spending time with everyone, you just don’t know if you are ready to be in close proximity to Bucky.
Fuck it. You would have Loki as your support blanket, you know he would be there for you if anything happened. You took a deep breath and with shaky hands opened the door, making your way to the movie room.
Bucky always made sure he was the first in the movie room on movie night. He held out hope that one day you would decide to join everyone again and when that day came the spot next to him would be saved just for you.
So when he saw you walk through the door and scan the room for a seat he got so excited, this would be the start of your friendship again. This would be the thing to bring you back together and heal the wounds of your broken relationship.
But then your eyes landed on someone that wasn’t him, they brightened the way they used to for him. You made your way over and sat down next to Loki. He immediately wrapped his arm around you pulling you into his side, just like Bucky used to do.
He couldn’t take his eyes off the two of you, he hated how easily Loki could make you laugh, how comfortable you were around him. He hated that Loki was allowed to be near you but he had practically been banished, forced to watch from a distance.
He couldn’t take it any longer, he stood up and stormed out the room, ignoring the calls of his name. Everything Bucky had hoped would happen when he lied and told you he didn’t love you has happened. You are safe, protected from him, happy without him, but it was killing him.
Somehow he found himself on the rooftop. He had been doing that a lot lately, it reminded him of you. The angelic beauty of the New York Skyline. The serenity that allowed his mind moments of calm. It allowed him to get lost in thoughts and visions of you. The only place he could spend time with you was in his head and the rooftop allowed those visions to come easier.
The sound of metal creaking causes his head to shoot towards the now open door where you step out onto the roof. You look around for him, finding him standing by the wall already looking at you.
You walk over and stand next to him, eyes looking ahead at the city that never sleeps. Bucky has to fight the urge to pull you closer, removing the gap between you but it’s too big, too much has happened. Even though you are physically close to him, mentally you are further away than ever.
“I just wanted to make sure you’re alright.” You speak, it’s a sound Bucky knew was a luxury to hear.
“I’m fine doll. Go back and enjoy the movie.” His voice is emotionless but you have missed it nonetheless.
“Why do you do that? Why do you call me doll if we are only friends?” You suddenly feel yourself getting angry, you didn’t misread the situation between you and Bucky, he was the one that led you on.
“Are we even friends?” Bucky laughs but it is still void of any emotion.
“Answer the question.” You growl, showing how serious you are.
“It’s just a nickname.” He brushes off but you still aren’t happy with his answer.
“You don’t call anyone else doll. In fact, you don’t have nicknames like that for anyone. Just me.” You turn to face him but he is still looking ahead.
“I don’t know what you want me to say.” He huffs.
“I want you to tell me the truth.” You are shouting now, you can't help it, you are just so frustrated with him. “I want you to tell me why you call me doll and no one else!” He doesn’t speak so you continue. “I want you to tell me why you stormed out just now!” Still no answer. “I want you to tell me why three months ago you looked me in the eye and lied to me!”
That gets his attention. He turns to you quickly, his eyes wide in shock, scanning your face. “I-I didn’t lie to you.” The same look crosses his face as it did three months ago. That look answers your questions without him even having to speak. He was scared, he probably wanted to protect you. You sigh and go to walk away but he grabs your wrist, turning you back around to face him.
“I didn’t lie to you.” He says again, this time with more conviction. You can’t believe he is still too much of a coward to tell the truth.
“Fuck you Bucky.” You know he is lying to you and you hate him for it. You pull your wrist from his grip and stride over to the door but before you can open it a hand on your shoulder is turning you around. Desperation is clear on Bucky’s face as he hurriedly places his hands on either side of your face and presses his lips to yours. It’s eager and it’s bruising but it’s over all too quickly.
He pulls away, his hands still cupping your face, afraid that if he lets go he will lose you.
“Kiss me again.” Your voice comes out in a hoarse whisper. “Please.”
He leans in slowly this time and gently kisses you. He pours everything he has into the kiss and you feel it, you feel his passion, you feel his hunger and most importantly you feel his love. Your lips move fluidly together as he guides you backwards to rest against the door. The cold metal on your skin makes you gasp and Bucky uses this as an opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth.
Pulling away breathless he rests his forehead on yours, neither one of you ready to open your eyes just yet. When you finally do pull away you are met by those gorgeous blue eyes that you fell in love with and you can’t stop the smile from forming on your lips.
“I love you doll.” He whispers before leaning in again, closing the gap between you and crumbling your walls completely.
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