#stella 💌

[swiftpascal]

i went to the cinema 🤓 my favourite thing fr LOVE me some butter popcorn and a diet coke

i thought about going to see gladiator 2 at the cinema, but i thought the ticket was very expensive, even though i had about 100 reais, but i don't think i would be able to buy popcorn or coca-cola at the same time, after i saw the prices, i miss when i was a child/teenager and i could go to the cinema without thinking about the cost of money 😢

[swiftpascal]

me siento ofendida, señorita stella, aunque mi sobrino es lo más dulce que conozco, de hecho, él estaba apoyando al real madrid, le cortaré las alas, si piensa en apoyar al real madrid, aquí solo al liverpool 😔 el bebé tenía la misma emoción con los goles del real madrid que con los del inter de milán 🤭 creo que todavía no entiende bien el fútbol europeo

mi sobrino de seis años es hincha del real madrid, espero que estés feliz

tu sobrino tiene mejor gusto que tú jajajajaj

[wintfleur]

little blurb of stella and the super bowl please 🤲

` . . ── 𝓹airing 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖺 𝗁𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗑 𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗉𝗅��

𝓻oro's msgs : hehe this was so cute to write, i missed writing for my favorite family!! ｡｡ 𝔀c 888

“Stink, can you get me a soda?” Quinn asked as he looked away from the large TV for a few seconds, watching as Stella made her way towards the kitchen, slipping through her family members that stood around watching the game. Stella was quick to agree, not wanting her brother to do any extra work with his injuries “Sure” 

“Stella, can you get me a bag of chips?” Jack was quick to call out once he heard Stella say yes to Quinn, hoping that he would get lucky. Stella scoffs playfully and mumbles to herself ‘lazy ass’ she calls out loudly “Get it yourself!” 

Jack rolls his eyes, mumbling to himself about Stella picking favorites again. Jim, who sits next to him, laughs and takes a large gulp of his beer. Quinn smiles triumphantly from his corner spot on the large L couch. Usually, that was Stella’s spot, but she wanted Quinn to be comfortable. 

Stella ruffles her younger cousin's hair as she walks past him, causing him to look up from his tablet with a toothy grin. Stella giggles and walks over to the ice cooler, grabbing Quinn’s favorite soda and her lemonade. Sighing, she quickly grabbed Jack's favorite chips and a cookie before making her way back towards the living room. 

She quickly dropped the bag of chips on Jack's lap before walking around the couch, smiling softly at the grin he sent her. She plopped back down on the couch between her eldest brother and her mom, setting her cookie on her thigh before opening Quinn’s soda for him, causing him to chuckle and mumble out a soft thanks. 

Stella leaned back and got comfortable, bringing her knees up to her chest and resting her head on her mom's shoulder. Ellen looked away from talking with Carmen’s mom to look at her daughter, she lifted her arm up and wrapped it around her, Stella smiling and resting her head on her mom's chest. 

“You okay lovey? Hmm?” Ellen asks her youngest with a small smile, rubbing her shoulder. Stella yawns before taking a bite of her cookie, mumbling “Yeah this game is just boring” 

Ellen nods in understanding. Stella never really was the biggest fan of football, only really interested when she’s watching with friends and family. Ellen smiles and softly fixes her daughter's hair that stopped at her shoulders “Well, Why don’t you go play cornhole with Luke and the others” 

Stella thought about it for a few moments. She didn’t want to leave her mom, but beating Luke’s ass in cornhole and spending time with her friends and boyfriend was very tempting. 

“Mmkay but I’ll come back for halftime” Stella promised as she sat up, there was a TV out in the backyard that was playing the game too but Stella wanted to watch the halftime show with her mom. Ellen smiled and pressed a soft kiss to the top of her daughter's head “Okay hun, have fun” 

“I will momma” Stella promised, handing Quinn the rest of her cookie before getting up and practically skipping towards the back door, flicking the back of Jack's hat as she walked past him. Giggling and rushing away when he brings his hand back to grab her. 

Stella smiled at her older cousin who was holding her baby Emma, the cutest little 7-month-old baby. And seeing the grumpy look on her little face, she was woken up from her nap. The little baby was sleeping peacefully in Stella’s room, but the loud noises from her family members must have woken her up. 

She placed a soft kiss on the top of her head making her smile before walking towards the glass slide back door. Smiling when she sees her friends, brother, and boyfriend having some drinks and playing cornhole. The game and country music playing loudly. 

Stella walked up behind Rutger who was sitting in a lawn chair, a beer in his hand as he chuckled at Dylan and Luke’s petty argument about who won or not. Stella rested her hands on his shoulders, massaging them softly as she leaned down to place a few kisses on his neck “Hi handsome” 

Rutger smiled and tilted his head, Stella cupping his jaw and leaning in for a quick kiss. Rutger smiled and licked his lips once she pulled away, resting her chin on his shoulder. Rutger brought his free hand to touch her short hair, admiring her “Hey baby” 

“Hey lovebirds cut it out” Tyler playfully gagged at the sight, Stella rolled her eyes and chucked while Rut playfully flipped him off. Mark finally caught sight of his best friend and smiled waving her over, chuckling when he spilled his beer, yeah he must be tipsy. “Stell get over here, let’s kick Luke and Ethan’s ass!” 

“Be right back” Stella hummed as she placed a big wet and loud kiss on her boyfriend's cheek making him chuckle and smile big. Rut leaned back in his chair and watched as she started walking away, not before leaning forward to playfully slap her ass. Stella gasped and covered her ass, turning round to playfully glare at him but she couldn’t keep the facade, breaking out into a grin. 

Stella giggled and jogged towards them, giving a cheeky smirk to Luke and Ethan “Ready to get your asses whooped?”  

𝓻oro's note. I LOVE THEM SM!! I wrote this is like 30 minutes so I hope you guys enjoy this!! Feel free to send in some thoughts or ideas for Stella 💗 Stella and Ellen <333

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[balkanlila]

Jo! Jo! I have to tell you! I was listening to the radio, and there was a story about a climate scientist who partnered with the music department of a university, for the students to turn her numerical data on coastal algae blooms into music! I wanted to share this with you IMMEDIATELY.

*with tears in my eyes* art=science

[cloudsinmargoscoffee]

margo i feel like we haven't talked at all about ttpd/the anthology ?? what are your favourites, how did you like the rest, what are your skips, tell me Everything (i personally am still very much enamoured with it, 31 songs can hold me for a looong time) <33

yeah, i was inactive at that time if i remember well. i actually have some controversial takes on ttpd. i feel like it's one of fandom favourites and meanwhile for me, it's my least favourite album she's ever made. when i first heard it, i was genuinely dissapointed. i admit it grew on me with time, but i rarely listen to it and when i do, i skip a lot of the songs. lyrically, it's a brilliant piece, but the musical aspect lacks to me. it feels as if the album only went through very superficial edits and cuts. it's too messy. and i get that the messiness is the part of the story she's trying to tell, but there are moments when that messiness feels more like lack of quality than an actual artistic device. i know you're a jack girlie, but ttpd really made me wish she worked less with him and more with aaron 😭 i like the anthology way more than the main part of the album. long story short, i like it, just not as much as taylor's other works.

i'll organize my favourites and skips into lists.

okay, so here are my favourites:

fortnight (post malone ate and left no crumbs)

down bad ("just to do experiments on, tell me i was the chosen one, show me that this world is bigger than us, then sent me back WHERE I CAME FROM" insane stuff)

so long, london (dare i say one of the best songs of taylor's discography)

fresh out the slammer (it feels like a hot summer and juicy peaches to me and her voice when she sings "now pretty baby, i'm running home to you" is soooooo)

florida!!! (my two favourite artists on one song, LET'S FUCKING GO. that part where florence sings "and your cheating husband dissappeared, well, no one asks any questions here" is so cunty)

who's afraid of little old me? ("cause i am dramatic")

i can do it with a broken heart (i was listening to it on repeat when i was taking driving ed to hype myself up, didn't get my license, but the song slaps)

the smallest man who ever lived (idk where and when taylor met my dad)

clara bow ("you look like taylor swift" i love when she does plot twists, i'm always like "oooo damn she's so smart")

the black dog (AND I HOPE IT'S SHITTY IN THE BLACK DOG YOU STUPID PIECE OF SHIT BITCH that's how this song makes me feel)

how did it end? (unfortunately, everything described in these lyrics happened to me this year so i use it to make myself feel even worse when i'm having a breakdown)

i hate it here (i just hate it here, simple as that)

the prophecy (i've been single my whole life)

peter ("you said you were gonna grow up and then you were gonna come find me" joe alwyn, i'm in your walls)

the bolter (that's me she sings about, btw!)

and here are my skips:

ttpd (i fucking hate this song, it turns me into some evil creature)

but daddy i love him (idk, i just don't like it)

and when it comes to the rest of the songs, i like them, but they don't make me rip my hair out or anything. sometimes i skip them, sometimes i don't. depends on my mood.

now your turn to tell me Everything! <3

[swiftpascal]

STELLA DOESN'T MAKE FUN OF MY ASK TO DIANA @aotymidnights 🫵🏻

oh uh someone got called to the principal's office 🤣🤣🫵🫵

shhhhh have you found me an irish boyfriend yet

[celestial-letters]

Hiii! Can i have 💍 with pjsk boyos? Ty

hi, ofc!! though, i wont do multiple characters for one prompt, hope thats okay!! also reader walks down the aisle but no gender mentioned ^^

on this special day.

You best believe he was absolutely sweating buckets and shaking like a scared chihuahua.

Mostly held it together. That was until you had to say your vows. He started tearing up at your words and you could hear Ena and Mizuki's quiet giggles, yet they were still so proud of him despite the constant teasing all these years.

Pretty casual wedding. Kohane was the flower girl and An was Akito's hypewoman. Toya and Ena sat at the same table during the reception, chatting and telling each other their tales of Akito.

Speaking of the reception, it was mostly white with some brown and green sprinkled in, with yellow-ish lights.

Also, that was probably the best cake Akito had ever had in his life.

As you walked down the aisle, Akito couldn't help but tear up a bit, blown away by how gorgeous you looked in your wedding attire, but then again you always looked gorgeous. He simply wiped his tear away with the sleeve of his suit and looked back at his best man, Toya, for reassurance.

When you finally arrived at the end of the aisle and planted your feet under the flower arch, looking at Akito softly, it finally hit him that this was it. You were going to spend the rest of your lives together and he couldn't be happier, especially since it was you.

You took his hands in yours, reciting your vows that had taken you so long to write and memorize, carefully thinking of every word that would tug at Akito's heartstrings. Akito could be heard sniffing, quiet and beneath your words as he was nearly crying. He was sure his vows couldn't beat yours.

After both of you finished your vows, you put the rings on each other's fingers before lightly kissing each other on the lips. You would've kissed longer but you wanted to spare Akito from even more of Ena and Mizuki's teasing. The crowd cheered and thus began the reception. An, Kohane, and Toya were congratulating you and Akito as Ena angrily chased around Mizuki the venue like little kids.

After things settled down, you began to cut the cake. It was a white, three tiered with flowers made of frosting on top of the third tier. You put a hand on the knife, he put a hand on the knife, and you both cut out a slice of the third teir. The two of you carefully put the slice of cake on a plate, then Akito took a fork and fed you a bit of the cake. It was delicious, so you took the liberty of feeding him as well.

You both sat down at a table, setting the plate down, you fed Akito the cake as music played throughout. As if on cue, the speakers began playing the one slow song you had added to the wedding playlist as the cake had been entirely eaten.

Trying to act romantic, Akito got up from his chair and held his hand out to you. "Would you care for a dance?" He smiled, lights glistening around him as the music seemed to blend into the background.

"You know, you look kinda weird whenever you do that act of yours." You laughed. You both knew how he'd act when greeting strangers. Although you'd been together for years at this point, Akito was acting akin to that exact act.

Akito flushed at the mention of it, his cheeks were getting hotter and his eyebrows furrowed. "Do you wanna dance or not?" He looked off to the side, slightly embarrassed.

You took his hand and stood up as you practically dragged him. You let your hands rest on his shoulders, they fit perfectly, almost like a puzzle piece. He took your right hand, his free hand around you, as if he didn't want to let go of you. During the rest of the song, Akito quietly guided you, your steps following his own.

As the song ended, he leaned in for a kiss. He wanted to make up for the short kiss at the alter. As you parted, he whispered. "I don't think I want this dance to end."

"We couldn't have asked for a more perfect night, huh?" You smiled, reminiscing on today and realizing you had your entire future with the love of your life ahead of you.

[jatcv]

Ladies and gentlemen…

Today is Stella’s birthday 🥳

[kaiserkisser]

BONK !!!

BONKING U BACK !!!!

[elixirfromthestars]

🌹🌹🌹🌹.

Stella! ☺️💖 With you, I’ll share a little snippet from one of the two requests you sent in 👀🩷 This snippet coming from the sick/comfort fluff with Steve 🤭💖

“You okay, sweetheart?” Steve’s voice just barely reaches you through the haze that muddies your mind. Your eyes sluggish and heavy as they try to open when you feel Steve’s fingers softly dance across your cheek in a gentle caress—your only anchor to the present.

Thank you for the 🌹!! 🥹🩷

for every “🌹” received in my inbox, I’ll post one random sentence of a random WIP I’m currently writing

[slightlymad]

yeah you should be sorry 😖😖😖

bestie you have evermore in your bottom 3 i think we're even😔

[swiftpascal]

no soy viejita 🙄 estoy en mi mejor momento 💅🏻 te amo!!!

i hope you didn't forget anything today 🤔

feliz cumpleañosssss viejita 😛💗🥳🌟💕🫂💐

[wintfleur]

Stella for Jack's birthday?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JACKY!

` . . ── 𝓹airing stella hughes x jack hughes

𝓬ontains : fluff short blurb ｡｡ 𝔀c : 971

𝓻oro's msgs : 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝖻𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄 !! 𝗍𝗒𝗌𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄, 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 🤍

ᆼᆽᆼ 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 & 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 ！

Stella quietly opened the door to her brother's room at the lake house, carefully holding the plate in her other hand. She did not want her hard work to go to waste if she dropped it. She smiled at the sight of Jack sleeping peacefully in his bed, the duvet half hanging off the bed as he lay on his stomach, legs spread wildly. 

She quietly tiptoed over to the bed, setting the plate on his bedside table, right next to her bag of candy he stole, which earned an eye roll. She scrunched up her nose cutely at the bed creaking under the weight of her knees, worried that he’d wake up and ruin her surprise. But no, he just continued to quietly snore. 

“Jacky….wake up,” Stella whispered as she leaned over him, softly shaking his arm. All that she got back was a groan as he snuggled his face deeper into his pillow. So she decided to poke him instead, trying to pull him out of his sleep as she softly said his name again. 

No one else was awake in the lake house; her parents were coming over around noon, along with some family and friends to celebrate Jack's birthday, which was completely unknown to him. Stella wouldn’t be up either, but she wanted to surprise her brother by making his favorite breakfast; she had really missed him. 

Her consistent poking and soft voice seemed to finally pull him out of sleep. Jack let out a small grumble in confusion, not ready to wake up until he realized that Stella was there. 

“Stel? What’s wrong?” he sleepily mumbled, carefully rolling over onto his back as he tried to look up at her through his half-lidded, sleep-filled eyes. Stella rarely ever woke up Jack; he was almost always up before her, so his first thought was that something was wrong. 

“Happy birthday, Jack!” Stella beamed happily down at her other brother, moving to sit comfortably in a crisscross position. Jack’s shoulders relax once he realizes that she’s okay. A big smile on his face as he slowly sits up, carefully stretching his arms. He had honestly forgotten that today was his birthday, but of course, his little sister remembered. Stella never failed to make everyone feel loved and appreciated. 

“I wanted to be the first one to tell you this year,” Stella smiled, her words were quick, cutting him off before he could thank her. She hummed happily and reached for the plate, holding it up for him to see as she exclaimed happily, “I made you your favorite!” 

Jack couldn’t help but chuckle at her excitement, slowly sitting up and leaning back against his headboard. He took the warm plate into his hands, his favorite pancakes that Stella made, some perfectly made bacon (okay, it was slightly overcooked, but Jack would love it anyway because she made it), and some eggs. He looked up from the plate and to his sister, who was still looking at him with a smile, her short hair was in two low, messy pigtails, cheeks rosy, mismatched pjs. 

“Thank you, Stella, really—this looks delicious.” Jack smiled gratefully at her before setting the plate down on his lap. Slowly looking up when he realized that she was blinking expectantly at him, patiently waiting for him to take his first bite. Jack shook his head fondly and took a bite of the pancakes. 

“Wow, this is amazing,” Jack hummed once he swallowed, licking his lips of any remaining syrup. Stella smiled happily, her shoulders coming up as she felt a little shy from the praise. Jack set his fork down on the plate and reached for his water bottle on the bedside table, causing Stella’s eyes to widen in remembrance. 

“Oh no, I forgot your smoothie!” Stella gasped as she quickly stood up. Jack flinched at the sudden movement, looking up at her, swallowing his bite before he said, “Don’t worry about it.” 

But it was too late. She was already skipping out of the room, and the soft sound of her feet against the floor echoed through the hallway and into his room. It was soon accompanied by a small bang, which was quickly followed by her cursing before she cleared her throat and called out, “I’m okay!”

Jack just chuckled and shook his head fondly at his little sister’s antics, taking another bite out of his pancakes before grabbing the remote on his bedside table, putting on sky high. A movie that the two of them would always watch together when they were younger, they were obsessed as kids. 

Jack always played as the hero while Stella was his sidekick. Jack would offer to switch roles, saying it must always be boring to be his sidekick, but Stella always refused. Always telling him that she loved being his sidekick, because she could take care of him. 

“Okay, here it is,” Stella smiled as she held up the smoothie, out of breath from running up and down the stairs. Jack smiled and took it from her hands, taking a big sip from the straw, his eyes widening at the taste. His favorite. 

“Ooo, sky high!” Stella exclaimed happily once she saw what was playing on his TV. She slips off her slippers and carefully joins him in the bed, at his side and leaning back against the headboard, resting her head on his shoulder. He lets out a small content sigh, warmth spreading through his chest from the love he felt, there was no teasing like the two would always do, just peaceful. 

Jack smiles and holds out a piece of bacon to her. he appreciated her so much. Stella smiles thankfully and takes it, saying softly, “Happy birthday Jacky” 

Jack just chucked and softly nudged her “thank you brat”

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[loveridden1999]

i don't agree with everything on here but it's a good guide 😁🫶

HELP THANKS i will definitely look into it!!

[balkanlila]

It occurred to me this morning that I was having a very Beth March kind of moment. I was sewing clothes for a doll while occasionally scratching the kitty curled up next to me (who occasionally tried swatting at the thread as I was working 😅). I was listening to Chopin too, but Beth would have played it herself... 😆 (But I'm sure she would love listening to it if she'd had the technology!)

This is so wonderful.🥹🖤

[cloudsinmargoscoffee]

i don't know if you watch tennis but i looove your girl iga 🌟

i don't. but iga's a national treasure so i can't not love her.