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Pls is there a part 2 to midnight city I want to know morning after and how everyone reacts to it because phew

A/N: When I originally posted midnight city on the old blog, this was one of my only fics that kept getting asked for part twos and I loved writing it, but really didn't know where to go. I guess, this lucky anon was the magical number to finally inspire this. And I will say, I do have a mini series all about Modern Steve coming out soon called "We'll Call it Love" - I hope you stick around for some more modern Steve.

But for you, anon & all of the wonderful people who asked for part 2? A little morning after blurb - enjoy 💋

Frozen:

part one: "Midnight City" | part two

modern!steve harrington x fem! reader

Summary: Steve Harrington still looks good in the morning. Your meddling friends have impeccable timing, but Steve and you still find time to get a little lost in each other. | masterlist | steve's music | NSFW 18+

WC Range: 1k-3k

Warnings: unprotected piv intercourse - creampie, petnames, Steve had stolen your shirt?, underwear found by friends

Lilac morning light falling across your eyelids as you wake from a dream you can’t quite remember, naked body stretching across soft sheets, arms under the pillow beneath your head. Lazily waking up in a bed that’s not your own, but somehow already feels like home. You let out a quiet yawn as you roll onto your side, eyes fluttering open at the warm breath that hits your cheek.

You bite your bottom lip as you take in the sleeping figure next to you. Steve’s face sharing your pillow, hair shorter than you’ve ever seen it before last night. His eyes moving in a dream under his closed eyelids, arms tucked under his chest, his back and shoulder muscles flexing as he shifts in his sleep.

You can’t help but watch him, taking in every slight twitch of a finger, a hitched breath, a snore - feeling like you’re watching an intimate and vulnerable version of the boy who keeps himself so guarded normally. His pink lips, soft and parted slightly, blowing air out in slow breaths and you’re a little mesmerized by them, remembering just how intimate you got with them last night.

You scoot your body slightly closer, sheets falling from your bare shoulder as your fingertips trace a light pattern across his back, your lips grazing his bicep, your body nudging into his.

You hear his breath shift as your fingers graze down his spine and back up, over his neck and scratching the back of his scalp. He moans a little, face burying itself in the shared pillow as you continue to scratch and card your fingers through the shorter hair and he stretches. 

He finally opens his eyes as he turns his face towards yours. Eyes that aren’t quite blue nor green, mixing to form a color that reminds you of getting lost, blink at you and he smiles slowly, his voice deep and rough with sleep, “Good morning.”

His hand reaches over, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear, trailing down your neck, shoulder, and your arm, all the way to the hand that had found its way to his chest and he lifts it and kisses your palm. 

You feel your body warm at the gesture and he smirks, kissing your wrist and up your arm, scooting his body closer to yours until your skin to skin and you feel just how happy he is to see you this morning. 

You whisper, afraid to pop the bubble that you’re in as he buries himself into your neck, “Morning, Steve.”

Soft kisses, down the column of your neck as he hums as a reply back to you, his hand on your lower back buzzing soft circles into your skin. He’s not doing anything overtly sexual and yet your stomach is flipping, toes curling and breath hitching every time his scruff catches and tickles your skin. You feel his morning erection pressed to your thigh twitch as his teeth nip your earlobe gently. 

Lips trailing down your jaw as your eyelids flutter closed and you whisper, “Steve.”

His reply is not with words, but lips finding yours, swallowing your quiet sighs, his fingertips slipping down the curves of your body until he’s pulling his fingers through your wet folds and you shiver against him. 

Both of you wrap your arms around each other, pulling one another tighter as his tongue dips out and licks your bottom lip. His length slips between your legs as you rotate your hips over him, easily sliding together from your slick. 

Panting into him as he sucks your bottom lip between his own, hand pressing your head closer as his other lifts your thigh higher and over his hip, sliding his tip through your folds and teasing at your entrance. 

You press yourself harder against him and both of you gasp as he slowly pushes into you, slowly falling deeper until it’s hard to tell where you end and he begins, filling you fully. Hand guiding your body, he starts thrusting into you, softly, easy, slow. He’s rolling you to your back, his lips moving over yours in a matching, agonizing pace.

Nose bumping against yours as hands find each other’s, his grip tight as he’s pushing them up over your head, burying himself fully inside you and he pushes you down into the mattress. Steve’s pace is teasing, giving you everything you want and then taking it away. Pulling out almost completely and thrusting into you further and harder each time, curls of hair hitting your sensitive nerves with each thrust, rubbing together creating a friction that has you moaning into his mouth. 

Your legs wrap around his waist, ankles locking together as you drive your heels into him, forcing him even deeper and to stay put longer, and he laughs a little, nipping at your lips as you roll your hips against him. He releases one of your hands, fingers falling between your bodies as he presses soft figure eights into your swollen clit and your body jolts against him. Thrusting into you slowly, fingers circling and his lips back to yours has the band in your stomach stretched as far as it can go, ready to fall apart all over him. 

Steve whispers against your mouth, “Come on baby, give into it.”

You whimper against him, his hips never relenting in their lazy but brutal thrusts, sure he’s leaving bruises deep inside of you with each one. Your back starts to arch off of the bed, gasping his name as you feel your walls tightening around him. 

His other hand drags your jaw open as his kisses get a little hungrier, swallowing your screams as he presses his fingers into your clit harder, thrusting a little faster and you can’t hold it off any longer, begging him to fall apart with you.

He moans at your request, hands forgetting their previous positions and he wraps his arms around your back, holding you against his body and he suddenly thrusts into you quicker. Deeper, faster, you’re screaming into each other’s mouths, panting out one another’s names breathlessly. He holds you tightly against him and as you feel him twitch inside of you, painting your insides with his own high, you fall apart too, stars in your vision as you grip tightly to his back, lips pushing against his frantically as you ride out your orgasms together. 

Holding each other, sweating temples pressed together, the world doesn’t exist. It’s just you and Steve and you’re unsure why it took so long to figure out, but there was no going back now. 

“What are you thinking about?” His voice is softer and quieter than you’re used to. Opening your eyes you see his dancing around your face, fingers tightening on your back as he sighs against you. 

You kiss his chin, hands wrapped around his neck as your fingers scratch up and behind his ears, laughing into his jaw, “That I wish we could freeze this moment. Because as soon as everyone finds out it’s going to be I told you so’s up the wazoo and Robin is going to-”

His eyes go wide and he gasps, “Shit!”

He’s pulling himself away from you, both of you wincing at the quick and sudden loss and you pull the sheet around you and watch him frantically pull clothes from his dresser and yank them on haphazardly as you speak, “It was the wazoo wasn't it? You find me horribly unattractive now? You know, as I was saying it I really-”

He came over and kissed you once quickly and laughed, “I loved the wazoo, I love-”

He stopped himself and your eyes went wide. He cleared his throat, tapping your nose before he buttoned his jeans, “I love that we have wonderful friends who are going to be here in less than five minutes for brunch.”

Too caught up in the chaos of his statement, his previous almost slip-up fades to the back of your mind as you search for where pieces of your clothing got thrown the night before. 

He tosses you a shirt that could be yours.

Wait.

It is yours.

You hold it up, “Why do you have this? I have been looking for this for months..”

He squints, scratches his jaw and points at the window and you turn to look and he dashes out the bedroom door as a loud buzzing falls from his entryway, signaling that someone had arrived downstairs. 

You call out as you pull yourself together quicker than you ever have, “Don’t think you’re off the hook buddy! I accused Robin, Nancy, and Eddie of stealing this! My favorite band tshirt and you had it the whole time?!”

His voice calls out quietly from the kitchen, “What? I can’t hear you?”

You mumble under your breath about how you were dating a pervert and your hands stop in your hair. You were dating right? I mean, Steve wrote his goddamn name in your pussy and he had your tshirt and you’re pretty sure he almost just said I love you. You had to be dating.

Right?

You rounded the corner in the hallway, barefoot soft steps to see him staring at a set of coffee mugs as you asked, “Steve?”

He handed you a mug with coffee exactly as you took it and you smiled, but frowned as you set it down, “Are we dating? What do we tell people? Cause in about five-”

The melodic “secret” knock of Robin tapped on the door before it opened, her humming and arrogant smirk filling the apartment. Nancy’s and Eddie’s directly behind her.

Eddie grinned, “Oh good, Y/N. You’re here already.”

You folded your arms, refusing to give them even an inch of fuel for their fire, “Yep.”

They all smiled like triplet Cheshire cats, glances bouncing between you and then at Steve who was finding something in the other room extremely interesting. 

Robin walked further into the apartment, a box of donuts sliding onto the counter as she tapped it, looking between you and her best friend as she said, “Well, we tried to call a bunch of times to see if you needed a ride. But, looks like Harrington beat us to it.”

Steve choked on his coffee and you glared at her.

“Yeah, I tried calling too, you must have been busy.”

And here you thought Nancy was supposed to be the mature one.

Eddie lifted his finger and pointed to the living room, “I-”

You interrupted in a yell, “We had sex! Okay? Everyone happy? Got that out of your systems? Can we all be adults please?”

Robin and Nancy grinned, Eddie mashed his lips together and Steve tapped your shoulder and you spun on him, “What? They were going to find out anyways and-”

He nodded slightly and you followed the gaze of his eyes to your underwear hanging on the plant where Eddie had been pointing originally. 

You growled something about everyone keeping their mouths shut, grabbed the offending item of clothing and closed the door to his bedroom as you fell face first onto his bed. 

Steve wasn’t too far behind you, slipping in through the door and clicking it closed softly before poking your side, “Come on, it’s not so bad.”

Your phone buzzed three times and you pulled it out and huffed, showing it to him. Ignoring the million missed calls and texts and focusing on the most recent three in the group text. 

Robin: So, we did establish I’m the best man and Nance is the maid of honor right?

Nancy: They were really cute underwear Y/N, if that makes you feel any better. 

Eddie: Need us to make ourselves scarce? 

You peeked over your folded arms at Steve biting his cheek as you heard Eddie and Robin yelling through the door about being best man’s, flower girls, and so on. This isn’t how it’s supposed to be. All this extra pressure and nonsense, it made it confusing and it would hurt even more if it didn't work out. Thoughts you hadn’t even cared to think about last night because you were too caught up in the moment now flooding your brain. 

Steve laid on the bed next to you, his crossed arms next to yours as his chin rested on them and he whispered, “I’d like the answer to be yes by the way.”

You sighed, “Yes? To what?”

He smiled, rolling to his side and wrapping his arm around you, tugging you closer like it was natural and a thing you’d done with each other for years, not one night. He kissed your forehead, “Dating. I’d like the answer to be yes.”

You looked up at him through your lashes and smiled, legs tangling together as your arms wrapped around his neck and you nodded, stomach floating with butterflies, “I’d like that too.”

He kissed down your jaw and whispered, “And as far as telling the others…something tells me they already know.” 

You buried your face in his chest, inhaling a familiar scent of Steve in a new way, laughing through your embarrassment. He pulled your face up gently, kissing your nose before your lips tenderly. A lot had happened, and more would, and no doubt there was plenty to figure out. But for now, it was just you and him and that was all that mattered. 

Hearing something about how the suit would look better on Robin over Eddie, you smiled.

Well, mostly it was just you and him.

[heretodestroyou]

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₊˚⊹˚ 𐙚 the last time

paring: james potter x reader x regulus black

warnings: angst, fluff?? maybe idk, ngl this is mostly james’ pov rarely shows regulus x reader scenes 🗣️❓, lowkey cringy, lowkey left on a cliff hangernot poly it’s james x reader then turns into reg x reader :3, use of y/n, lily is not cool in this sorry 😞😞 but love her, house doesn’t matter but it does mention that reader is not in gryffindor, there’s a couple of taylor references in this fic😜

a/n: here’s this bc i’m writing a request rn🙏🗣️

3.2k words ^_^

You had always thought James was your soulmate. You had shared so many happy memories, only dating for a year and a half but being friends longer. You never imagined a world without him.

But good things never last forever, especially when it’s something good happening to you. You never expected for James to break up with you, at least not for another girl he was slowly falling in love with, not for the girl he told you not to worry about.

“She’s just a friend,” you had recounted the amount of times he had told you those words. As much as he said them, he clearly never listened to them.

You had watched them get close together, everyone had known before you, Lily had his heart, but he had told you multiple times he loved you and only you. So why is he leaving you right now for her?

You could feel the flowers you two grew together dying of thirst.

Clearly, the feelings never died for her, as they were assigned to be partners in Transfiguration class for a project; you could see his change in attitude. He was slowly becoming distant.

But he clearly didn’t care anymore about your feelings as he flat out told you he was leaving you for Lily.

“Why?” you knew why. Everyone did.

“I just love her. I always knew she would be the one. I’m sorry.”

“If you knew she was ‘always the one,’ why did you get into a relationship with me? To play with the feelings?” you screamed, finally had enough of his crap.

That very day, you had walked out of the Gryffindor common room, would be the last.

You had cut all contact with James. Yes, you were friends with the other Marauders, but not close enough. You had ignored them anytime they would talk to you, only talking to them if it was important.

It had only been five days since your awful break up with James, five. Five days and he was already asking Lily out, and she had said yes.

You found out when you heard three girls gossiping in the library, you had run out the second you heard those words.

Were you that easy to get over?

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‘I should be happy’ is what James keeps telling himself. He has the girl of his dreams laying on him right now! Why isn’t he smiling like a man in love? Why is he thinking about you?

He broke up with you because it was never going to be you. So why did he almost call Lily your name?

It had been a month since the breakup. In that month, he had celebrated his anniversary with Lily. They had been over the moon that day, thankful it was a Hogsmeade weekend. But that whole trip made him think of you. Especially when Lily got the same drink you always got.

He never realized how much he loved you. He misses your stupid jokes, your smile, the way you would always laugh at his jokes and pranks.

Lily would never be you, you would never be Lily. Ever. You would never make him feel bad for saying one silly joke. You would never discourage him from pulling a prank, as long as it didn’t hurt him. You would always drop what you were doing to be with him, Lily wouldn’t. He wasn’t used to that, wasn’t used to anything Lily was.

He was quickly lost in thought, not even listening to anything Lily was saying, until she slapped his hand, finally catching his attention back.

“What’s for you so deep in thought?” Lily said, her face holding a confused expression.

“Just about you, of course. Can’t wait to go more on these dates, till we are old and wrinkly.” James quickly said, not wanting to actually tell her what he was thinking.

Lily had smiled at that. Not knowing that those words were the words you would tell him almost every time you two were on dates. Making jokes about being together till you were old and wrinkly but so in love, still going on weekly dates.

James was stuck. Stuck in the past where he had you. He wishes more than anything to go back to that very same night and change things.

As stuck as James was, he told himself that he was just confused. He didn’t miss you, no! Maybe he was sick, so he’s thinking of you, yeah! That’s right, he doesn’t really care about you, he’s just sick.

He wishes to not be sick for long.

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It had now been seven months. Seven months and you had never been more happier than now. Around the sixth month, you had realized how much you had gotten over James. Not searching for him in the halls to not run into him, in the Great Hall, anywhere anymore.

You never noticed the little things you did that lead to you finally getting over James. But he did. He longed for the attention you gave him before entering a class you shared, before making a turn, before entering the Great Hall and walking past the Gryffindor table to get to your own houses table.

Seven months later, you were now clean, as you liked to say it. In that very month, you had been paired with Regulus Black for a project for Potions. The project was worth a lot and a very lengthy one at that. Making you and Regulus have to actually talk and not do the work silently and awkwardly.

That very same day, you two had agreed to meet in the library an hour and a half before supper.

That night had been one of the best you had in months. Laughter filling the side of the library you two were at, Madam Pince telling you two to shush over and over again.

What you didn’t know was the boy who you used to laugh that much with was starring at you, intensely. He was so confused, why were you laughing with Regulus Black? But why does he care, he only came to the library to accompany Lily. As the laughter once again filled the noiseless library, he got more mad.

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It had now been eight months. You had almost forgotten that James existed, some things would remind you of him here and there but your heart didn’t drop nor did it beat fast anymore over some small reference.

In those same eight months, you had also gotten closer to Regulus. It felt nice to be friends with him, though sometimes you wished it was more.

He understood you in many ways others couldn’t. In more ways James couldn’t. James was the opposite from you and Regulus was completely like you. Which is what made you two get along so quickly.

Now, you are walking with Regulus making your way to the Astronomy Tower. This spot had become your guys’ spot, coming here whenever. If you just wanted somewhere to hang out, if one was feeling sad, angry, or anything else. Although it was really only allowed to be entered during class, you two still found a way to enter without getting caught, it wasn’t that hard.

“How was your day today?” You had asked Regulus as you made your way to the railing.

“It was alright, History of Magic is always so boring, nearly fell asleep.” Regulus said, chuckling as he finished the end of sentence.

You had let out a giggle, smiling at Regulus then turning back to the view that the Astronomy Tower gave you of Hogwarts.

Regulus admired your features. He had always liked your eyes, the first thing he noticed. That same shade became his favorite color, he could get lost in your eyes for hours. His favorite second feature was your lips, a soft pink, he wishes he could kiss you.

Regulus pauses, why was he thinking about kissing you? He had known you before, but really getting to know you in a month, it’s been a month and he’s already head over heels. Great.

He knew about your past relationship with James, mostly everyone at Hogwarts did. He also knew that if he was James, he would’ve never left you. He would’ve married you, started a family with you.

“Are you okay? You’re totally spacing out on me, I was about to tell you about the cute animal I saw while walking in the Forbidden Forest!” Regulus always admired your love for animals, he loved the way you would ramble about them, going on and on about all the cute animals.

“I’m okay, don’t worry, I was just... thinking,” Regulus said, trying to get you to go back to talking about the animal you found.

“Alright…!”

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It has now been nine months.

But the past two months have been heaven for you. Hanging out with Regulus has been the highlight of your days.

But something told you tonight was going to be different. It was a Hogsmeade weekend. Regulus invited you to go and hang out.

So now, here you were sitting across from him at Honeydukes. Sipping on your cold drink, trying not to laugh and make a mess of the drink in your mouth. You loved how funny Regulus was. He doesn’t seem like the funny type but he does know how to make a joke or two.

After thirty minutes of talking and giggling inside Honeydukes, you two had walked back to Hogwarts, going to the courtyard to just sit down on the nicely green colored grass.

You had made a joke causing Regulus to chuckle, before he cleared his throat and had said your name.

“Y/n.”

“What?” You had said nervously, confused on why he stopped laughing and randomly said your name in such a serious manner.

“I can’t do this anymore. Every time I’m with you I just… I want to kiss you. I really like you, if you don’t feel the same it’s fine I don’t expect you to, we have only known each for two almost three months but… if-“

You cut him off with a kiss.

Neither of you two could describe how you felt. Two hearts beating so fast.

“I like you too…” you had said, blushing while looking away.

Regulus smiled, leaning in for another kiss.

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James had a tough night. He was hanging out with Lily but all he could think about was you. What if he was hanging out with you instead, would you two be talking about the pranks he wanted to pull on Snape?

Come to think of it, he hadn’t pulled a prank in months, Lily never liked them so she told him to stop.

Him and Lily were not that similar, sometimes opposites don’t attract. James had learned the hard way. You were exactly like him, he really missed you.

After an hour of just hanging out with Lily, she got bored of his silence, leaving saying she was tired, but he knew she wasn’t tired at all.

He left once Lily went up to the girls' dormitories. Now he was in bed, not sleeping, wide awake, with Peter snoring loudly to his left.

He missed you so much. His heart ached when he remembered that night. The tears streaming down your face, when you yelled at him, when you walked out of his life.

The very next morning, he awoke with dark circles under his usually cheery eyes.

“You good mate?” Sirius asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Yeah, I’m fine just didn’t sleep well.”

Sirius just nodded, he knew James was lying, it was obvious. James was never good at lying.

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“What’re you staring at?” Lily asked, her head tilted slightly with no expression on her face.

“Nothing,” James says, only tearing his gaze away from you and Regulus when he realizes Lily was staring at him.

James sucked at lying. Lily knew he was staring at you. She also knew that she basically broke you and James up. So why was he staring at you when she’s right next to him?

Lily sighs, turning her attention away from James and towards her food, then at you.

Once James realized Lily wasn’t paying attention to him, he turned his gaze back to you. It had only been a few months since the breakup so why were you happy? Why were you laughing at a joke Regulus made? Why are you currently leaning on his shoulder because of a joke he made that was definitely not funny?

Are you seriously replacing him with a Slytherin of all people… his best mate's little brother too? Were you trying to get his attention? It’s definitely working, can’t you feel his gaze on you?

“No way she’s laughing with Regulus,” Sirius says, scoffing as he talks.

James’ gaze now broken and on Sirius, “Right, it’s like she’s trying to get my attention,” James says, rolling his eyes.

“Or maybe she’s finally moving on,” Remus suggests, Sirius and James scoffing at that.

“With Regulus? Please, they won’t last. He can barely function without our parents, doubt he can keep a relationship,” James laughs at what Sirius says.

“Can’t wait to see your brother break her heart, it’ll be entertaining,” Remus now sighing, tired of the conversation about James and his exes maybe new boyfriend.

Peter randomly butts in the conversation, “If you ask me, I think they’re an amazing couple, just like you and Lily, Prongs.”

James pauses, if Peter thinks you and Regulus are a good couple, would everyone else think the same? He felt sick, he didn’t want you moving on. He didn’t want to see you happy with another boy, and especially not a Slytherin.

“No, they don’t suit each other. Sirius can back me up, Regulus is too rude for Y/n, she prefers the sweeter guys.”

Sirius laughs, “I hope you aren’t referring to yourself as a sweet guy, plus that’s my brother you’re talking about.”

James lets out a small grin, “Yeah yeah, I’m leaving now. I have to do something.”

Lily now paying attention to James, “Where are you go-“ she couldn’t even finish what she wanted to say before James rushed out of his seat and made his way to wherever he was going.

“Does anyone know where he’s going?” Lily asked the other three Marauders, all three shrugging.

Lily sighed, about to put her head down until she saw both you and Regulus leave the Great Hall with James slowly following you two.

Confused and frustrated on why her boyfriend was now giving all his attention to the girl he left for her, she got up and made her way to James.

Once you made your way to the library to find the book you’ve been waiting to finally be turned in by the other student who had been reading it for forever, Regulus was the one who noticed James had been following you guys.

He subtly let you know, making you have a quick look behind you, seeing James walk behind you guys trying to be subtle but failing.

Regulus noticed the way you tensed up when you saw James following you two. He knew you still cared about him in some way, but he didn’t know how much.

“Are you okay?” Regulus whispered, grabbing your hand under the table to try and comfort you.

“Yeah, I’m fine; just wasn’t expecting him to follow us,” you whispered back, squeezing his hand.

“Hey, you,” Regulus said, getting your attention back.

You turned to face him, a small smile on your lips, “Hey, yourself.”

Regulus took your hand and kissed the back of it, making you blush and look down at your lap.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Regulus asked again, genuinely concerned for you.

“Yeah, I’m sure. I have you; what else could I possibly want?”

Regulus smiled at that, leaning in to give you a kiss on your cheek.

You leaned your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes, and for the first time in months, you truly felt happy.

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“What do you mean? Of course, I don’t like her?” James said as if what he was saying was obvious.

“What do I mean? C’mon James, you’re always staring at her, you even left the Great Hall because her and another dude did!” Lily’s almost had enough of bickering back and forth.

“So what? I left her for you, stop being so insecure, she means nothing to me, it’s a coincidence that they left the same time I did, don’t over analyze it like you always do!” James replied angrily, having enough of this conversation because if he was being truthful, yes he left the Great Hall because he saw you and Regulus leave hand in hand!

“Insecure? Wow James, this is so stupid, just admit it! You still love her, but why? When we were meeting in secret you always told me she was boring and other things! So what’s changed? The fact that she’s now over you and probably in love with that dude? I am leaving don’t even answer that question.” Lily huffed, angrily leaving the empty common room to who knows where.

James now angry and full of thoughts, he makes his way to the sofa near the fireplace. Does he still love you? He regrets telling Lily that you were boring; you never were. You were always full of light, the best girlfriend ever, in comparison to Lily she was nothing compared to you.

Now James was thinking, could he get you back? You and Regulus might be dating but he wasn’t so sure. You two seem like great friends who might like each other so if he makes his way back into your life the feelings for Regulus would leave and you and James would live happily ever after.

He really liked his idea, now all he needed to do was put it to plan. He would always know your after-school schedule so he quickly made his way to the library.

As he entered he made his way to the spot you always were, he remembers the hours you two would spend there, remembering that made his heart flutter, he couldn’t wait to get you back!

That dream of his was soon crushed.

There you were. The same spot, but with Regulus, not just hanging out but kissing.

Why were you kissing him?

James felt his heart break, he let the only good thing in his life go away. How could he be so stupid, he had you and left you for another girl who is quite the opposite of him.

He stood there for a minute or two, but enough for you and Regulus to notice him.

“Um, James?” You talked, awkwardly looking at him, glancing at Regulus.

James quickly snapped out of the trance, hearing your voice say his name almost made him melt until he remembered what he saw. James swallowed his spit, “I’m leaving don’t worry, continue on with whatever that was.” James scoffs with an angry expression.

James did what he said he’d do. Right after he talked to you after months, he sped back to his dorm, not feeling like dealing with anyone. Anyone that wasn’t you.

Is this how you felt when James broke up with you? He honestly wasn’t sure he could or even wanted to get over you. You were just perfect, and he ruined it.

James had never slept worse ever in his life than that night.

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[tinknevertalks]

For the ask game: 🤩 for Abby, ❓, 📖 for Waves, please. :D

Eeee, thanks for this lovely! XD (I need to get better at answering these straight away.)

🤩a WIP snippet about or with dialogue from ________ [name of a character]. If you don’t have one for that character, choose someone else! - Right, this is tangentially with Abby, but it's Nikola and Will talking. (Yeah, it's the (Abby/Will) + Helen (and maybe Nikola, I still haven't decided) fic.)

“Well, William, you don't have to be a genius to figure out that Helen has plans for you,” Nikola muttered to Will. Will tried ignoring him, reading the file in front of him, but Abby had joined their boss and Will knew that smile. It was her I'm so happy to see you but please can we go somewhere private and fool around smile, one he thought was just for him. Since when did she smile at Magnus like that? And since when did Magnus smile back like that, a secret in her eyes and a laugh on her lips? Why at Abby? Sighing, he asked, “What do you mean?” Nikola smirked. “It seems to me like Helen has taken your Agent Corrigan under her wing.” Leaning forward, like he was giving Will super secret information, he added, “Helen doesn't like when her fledglings aren't treated with the respect they deserve.” Will shook his head. “Wha--” “When it comes to matters of the heart, Helen stays out of the way. When it comes to matters more base - sex, Scoot - Helen takes matters in hand.” Nikola grinned, leaning back. “Like I said, Helen has plans for you.”

❓ any WIP snippet you want!

Ooooooh. Because I really need to get back on this, have a section from In The Nice Part of Town. 😁

Weeks passed. Helen tried not to change her behaviour, to keep a respectable distance from Nikola, but she couldn't help delighting in being drawn to him. What did that Taylor Swift song say? His magnetic field being a little too strong? Something like that. Like a iron filing she was constantly edging closer to him. And really, when it meant having a cuddle at night on the sofa, and him stroking her shoulder absentmindedly, who was she to argue with physics? Kissing his cheek on her way to work was just being friendly. And if he happened to kiss her cheek as he handed her a cuppa when she got home, well that was just the reciprocal nature of their friendship. Because they're just friends. Doing friend things. As friends. Helen knew, on a scale of one to hopelessly besotted, exactly where she was.

📖 a published snippet from _________ [published work of theirs you haven't had read yet, but are curious about]

Waves? You wanted a bit of Waves? Eeeeeeee! 🥰🥰🥰 Okies, right. Ack. This is part of the way in, but just know Helen and Nikola haven't spoken here in like four/five years. Enjoy!

Saturday in the mall was not how Nikola imagined spending his afternoon, but he needed new shoes. If he went earlier in the day, he wouldn't have to deal with too many people, and he wouldn't get another headache. That was the plan. He didn't get there until after lunch. Some kids were running around, yelling and squeaking. Parents were standing around chatting, ignoring their children behaving like the monsters they were, and Nikola's foot was cold. He had known for a while his shoes needed replacing but there it was, a tiny hole. Sighing, his defences up, he strode in. Helen's morning had been busy. Between chores, playing and Ashley singing Old McDonald, the house had been cleaned, clothes in the machine, homework done and lunch eaten. Now it was time for the most important part of the day. Shoe shopping. The shop was busy, and children were running around like headless chickens. “Alright, we need some sneakers for you, Henry, and some boots for you, Will. No running around, please.” “Ok!” the boys chorused, before dashing to the kids’ section. Ashley was pulling on Helen's hand, wanting to follow them. Smiling indulgently, glad her mental barriers were firmly in place, they walked briskly after them, Ashley stomping ahead. “Ooooff!” Someone had walked into her and caught her elbow before she fell over. “I'm sorry, I-- Helen?” The world slowed down. Flashes of memories filled his mind – his laugh, her smile, that kiss – as her bright blue eyes drank him in. “Nikola?” she breathed, her lips already forming a grin. Her heart was clattering against her ribcage. “Wh-- what are you doing here?” Who was that squeaking in her voice? He held up his other hand, face and mind wondrously blank to her. “Shoes.”

[imhereonthekitchenfloor]

Taylor is online in tumblr 🕛 ALL 🕑 THE TIME 🕕

There is a 🆕️ way to know when she or anyone is online 👩🏼‍💻 without liking ❤ something (Not the normal green dot, there is a 🆕️ way) that only works when you're on a 💻/🖥. I saw her online👩🏼‍💻 in tumblr last 🌃when I was ✍ in my 📕 and said 👋hello👋 to her. She didn't know🧠 that I knew🧠 she was online👩🏼‍💻 but she knew🧠 something was up and 🏃‍♀️ off like a 🙀 and then said, "How did the Swiftie know I was online❓⁉️"

It's only people who believe they must have a like 👍or follow from Taylor that does not notice 👀 her. If people were not so involved in the ⭐celeb⭐ factor or requiring Taylor to notice✅ them, then they may actually be able to notice👀 her when she is online👩🏼‍💻 and be able to learn about her other incognito👤 blogs (I have 🚫 an 👤 blog following ME and it also 🚫 Taylor since it was her, I 🔎found🔎 her following being sneaky🕵️‍♀️ by accident).

I always notice👀 Taylor because she's awesome🎉 And she also has many other tumblr blogs but I won't 🗣 which🤫

I am sorry that you guys never notice Taylor because I notice her all the time. But that's —ME💅💅💅

(per this ask)

[berkmansimagines]

Question...?

A/N: Can I ask you a ❓❓❓

Summary: You ask Barry for a favor.

Pairing: Barry Berkman x hitman!wife reader

Barry is sitting on the couch playing video games. You’re not home. You went all the way out to Malibu to meet up with your handler, Diane. Barry hasn’t heard from you but he figures you’ll get back soon.

BUZZ, BUZZ, BUZZ

Barry quickly glances down at his vibrating phone. You’re calling him. He answers the phone as he continues playing his game.

“Hey Y/N. What’s up?”

“Hey babe. Are you home right now?” you shyly greet your husband.

“Yeah. Why?” Barry replies.

“Can I ask you a question? It’s more of a favor really…” you mumble.

Barry scrunches his forehead, suspicious. He knows something’s up. He pauses the game and puts down the controller.

“What’s going on?” Barry asks with concern.

“Well, uh, some guy is following me,” you’re trying your best to remain calm.

Barry’s eyes widen.

“Are you serious? Who?!” 

“I have no idea! He’s been following me since I left Diane’s place. I tried losing this guy a couple times but couldn't shake him. He’s very persistent,” you explain.

“Shit,” Barry curses under his breath.

“I think I might have a plan. That’s actually why I called-” you begin.

“Oh yeah?” Barry raises his eyebrows. 

“Yeah! Ok so I’m going to drive home, wait for him to park and then I’ll confront him. Could you sit out on the balcony with your rifle and cover me just in case something happens?” you ask your husband.

Barry sighs. Of course he’s going to help out and have your back, but he’s concerned. He’d rather confront the guy with you instead of watching the situation unfold from the sidelines.

“Do you want me to kill that guy for you? Because I’ll totally kill that guy for you,” Barry offers.

“Not so fast, trigger. I need to suss out the situation first,” you reply, “But if he tries something… then yeah you can kill him.”

Barry nods, understanding the instructions.

“I got you,” your husband reassures you.

“Thanks babe. I should be home in fifteen minutes,” you tell him before ending the call. 

You continue your drive home. When you get back, you park on the street instead of going to your designated spot. You park a few numbers down from your building. You know that whoever is following you will park on the street and leave some distance between your cars. You’re hoping he parks in front of your building, that way Barry will have a clean shot if he needs to take one.

Watching through the rearview mirror, you see the car park across the street outside your building. You smirk to yourself. You’ve got him right where you want him. You get out of your car and make a beeline towards the man who’s been following you. You harshly knock on his car window.

“Hey asshole! Why are you following me?” you call him out.

The man gets out of the car. He puts his hands up in defense.

“Woah sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you,” he tries. 

You shake your head.

“You didn’t scare me. You pissed me off. And you didn’t answer my question - why the fuck are you following me?”

“Can we just start over? I’m Mel Davis. I’m a Private Investigator,” the man introduces himself, and then, “You’re Y/N Berkman, right?”

Your heart skips a beat.

“How do you know my name?” you question him.

“I’m a PI and I’m good at my job,” he chuckles.

You cross your arms against your chest.

“What do you want?” you ask.

“I’m trying to find Shane Taylor. His buddies are looking for him. They hired me to track him down…” he explains.

“I don’t know him,” you reply coolly.

That’s a lie. You know exactly who that guy is. You killed him. It all goes back to Shane’s girlfriend - Este. Este used to work with your handler, Diane. They had some sort of falling out that ended with Diane killing Este. She called you in the middle of the night to clean the crime scene and dump the body. Barry helped. It took the two of you all night to finish cleaning up that mess. 

Shane started looking for Este shortly after. When Diane caught wind of this she hired you to take Shane out. You did the job to protect yourself and Barry. You just wanted to cover up your involvement with what happened to Este.

“How do you know Diane?” the PI asks you.

“I’m her personal assistant,” you lie again.

Mel is not buying it. He knows you’re not telling the full story.

“Before Shane disappeared he was looking for his missing girlfriend Este. She was last seen at Diane’s place. So that got me thinking… What if Shane went looking for Este at Diane’s house? Maybe he disappeared the same way Este did?” he wonders aloud.

“It sounds like you have an overactive imagination,” you try squashing his theory.

Mel looks you up and down. 

“You know what happened to him don’t you, Y/N? Yeah. See, I can always tell,” he smirks.

You shake your head again. Mel shrugs impatiently.

“Look, I’m not the police and I’m not out to get you. I don’t really care if Shane is dead or alive. All I need to know is where he��s hiding out or where his body was dumped. I just want to finish this job so I can get paid. Can you help a guy out?” Mel pleads his case.

You sigh, unmoved. You’re not giving him any information that could implicate you or Barry.

“Like I told you, I don’t know anything about this. I have nothing more to say. I think you should leave.”

Mel stays quiet for a moment. He doesn’t believe you. He has a gut feeling that you were involved in Shane’s disappearance but you’re not going to budge. He’ll leave you alone…for now.

“Ok. But before I go, I have something for you.”

Mel opens his coat. As he reaches inside his pocket, you spot a gun in a holster attached to his belt. Your entire body tenses up. You keep your eyes locked on the weapon.

Meanwhile Barry is sitting up on your balcony, rifle at the ready. He’s watching everything unfold through the magnifier. He spots the guy’s gun the same time you do. Barry clenches his jaw.

“Don’t pull that gun on her, man. Don’t pull that gun on her,” your husband mutters to himself.

If the guy reaches for his gun, Barry is pulling the trigger. You and Barry are both on edge, waiting for Mel’s next move. And then -

“Here’s my card,” he takes a business card out of his coat pocket and hands it to you, “If I were to get an anonymous tip, I'd be all ears and no mouth and out of your life for good.”

You roll your eyes. Mel opens his car door. He’s about to get in, but stops himself. He nods to you.

“A word of advice, the guys who hired me to find Shane seem kinda rough. You should probably get your facts straight before the bad guys do something bad to you,” he warns.

“Is that a threat?” you raise your eyebrows.

Mel snickers, shaking his head.

“If I was threatening you, you’d know it.”

And with that, Mel gets into his car and drives off. You watch him go, making sure he’s driving away and not staking out somewhere down the street. 

You let out a deep breath, shrugging off this whole conversation. Mel was just trying to intimidate you to get you to talk. When you tell Barry what happened, you decide to play it cool. People like Mel are all bark no bite. You don’t want Barry to worry about Mel’s thinly veiled threat. That PI was full of shit. 

Everything will be fine.

Once the coast is clear, you look back up to the balcony and wave to Barry. You know that he’s still watching.

“Thank you,” you mouth to your husband.

[cosmic-hoboandthehighlander]

Caboose || 30 || they/them

Send me an ask (please be kind!)

You can call me Caboose and I like Doctor Who

My Doctors are Three, Two, and Seven 💫🪈❓

Jamie McCrimmon and Steven Taylor have the rest of my heart || I write classic Doctor Who fic in my free time

I also write Bob’s Burgers, primarily tedmort - consider me your guide to tedmort!

You can find me on Ao3 at Winds0fchange19 for all of my fanworks. If you’re looking specifically for Doctor Who fanworks, find me under my pseud Cosmic-hoboandthehighlander

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[selenastaylors]

idk what the context is but i just remembered people were commenting on selena’s post asking why she went to the eras tour when taylor didn’t even give her a kidney and they were completely serious i just 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭❓❓❓❓

LMFAO I REMEMBER THAT I WAS LIKE WHAT FJDKKS

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𝗠𝗔𝗟𝗘𝗦.

aj styles.

austin gunn.

cody rhodes.

damian priest.

dominik mysterio.

ethan page.

kenny omega.

malakai black.

matt jackson.

mjf.

ricky starks.

roman reigns.

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𝗙𝗘𝗠𝗔𝗟𝗘𝗦.

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rhea ripley.

ruby soho.

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tay melo.

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𝗢𝗖 𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗘𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗜𝗠𝗦.

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[t3r3sa-p]

ABC Failed to Disclose Debate Conflict of Kamala Harris and Linsey Davis Being AKA Sorority Sisters | The Gateway Pundit | by Kristinn Taylor

🤔I THOUGHT THE PEARLS WERE BECAUSE SHE IS THE WHORE OF BABYLON😂

THE CO-DEBATER, Oops, "CO-moderator," LINDSEY DAVIS: "Pearls are a symbol of Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority, Inc...and the strand of pearls is symbolic of the unity and the sisterhood"

IS DAVID MUIR MEMBER OF THE SISTERHOOD❓

😂ASKING FOR THE VILLAGE PEOPLE.

[superblysubpar]

Yeah I'm down bad for Midnight City Steve.

I still gasp when I read him spelling his name with his tongue. Just.... Please. I'm begging. This Steve is elite.

Thank you 😭 ❤️ The love I'm receiving on this is so overwhelming. I wrote this so totally self indulgent after sliding the photo of Joe Keery into @loveshotzz asks to annoy her.

Also, yeah, so I was totally kidding about getting the Ahoy hat tattooed on my butt in my last ask...

I think it's a very serious possibility now. I blame @myobmaya for encouraging the behavior. Can't stop thinking about it.

Very pleased I'm not alone thinking about this version of Steve and that specific moment. I didn't know how people would react to it 🫣 I think people are really gonna like "We'll Call it Love" if you liked that scene 👀).

Now, if only Joe would appear out in public with the short hair again that inspired the fic, that'd be great.

I mean -

How'd we all just go on living our normal ass lives after this photo people?!

[kroseposh]

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