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13uswntimagines · 4 years

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Your Ass Is Out of This World (Kelley x Reader)

Request: alex or kelley or sonnett x reader where they've been dating for a few years R is an astronaut for NASA and she gets to go to space

Author’s Note: Special thanks to @literaryhedgehog cause without her, none of this would have happened.

Kelley wasn’t quite sure how she had ended up standing next to a dive bar sipping a lukewarm beer on a Friday night. In her defense, Ali and Ashlyn had convinced her it would be fun and had promised to pay for the Uber rides both ways. It had been fun for a while, dancing with them to some old 70s songs on the light-up dance floor, but half an hour ago they had disappeared off into a hallway somewhere, and she had no intention of third-wheeling (she knew she should have convinced Alex to join them). But she also wasn’t going to leave without them, because she wasn’t convinced either of them were sober enough to take any kind of transportation safely (someone needed to be there to make sure they didn’t puke in someone’s car).

So here she was, standing by the bar waiting for her friends’ sexcapades to be over, nursing her drink. The clink of a glass settling in front of her caught her attention. She blinked at the bartender. “I didn’t order another one,”

The man’s lips ticked up and he shrugged. “Lady on the end paid for it. Said you looked sad,”

Kelley looked up, following the man’s eyes towards a woman standing a few seats down the bar from her. She was also standing alone but was dressed as though for a different event altogether. Kelley had embraced the 70s theme of the bar slightly, wearing a jumpsuit and a scarf around her head, but this woman had just thrown a white NASA shirt--like the one Kelley got for her little cousin at Target-- over a pair of black jeans. As she bobbed her head to the music she met Kelley’s eyes and smiled.

Kelley took that as her invitation to approach. Kelley’s eyes traced her form, lingering on the white material. She didn’t know those came in adult sizes...

“You must be a star, I can't stop orbiting around you” Kelley smiled charmingly as she approached you, setting her beer on the bar beside you and settling in the seat to the left of yours.

“I do believe I was the one to buy you the drink…” you said, your lips twitching as you tried to keep a serious expression. “Shouldn’t I be the one throwing pickup lines here?”

“You bought me the drink, so I get to be the one to woo you. I’m Kelley, are you from Mars? 'cuz I wanna explore you with curiosity.” Kelley said, wiggling her eyebrows at you, enjoying the light blush coloring your cheeks.

“Oh my god,” you groaned, “that was terrible. I mean really good but absolutely awful.”

“At least I got you to smile, but you still haven’t told me your name.” Kelley laughed, taking a sip of her beer. She was prepared to lay on the horrible pick up lines for your entertainment.

“I’m Y/n,” you said, putting down your drink and holding out your hand, “pleasure.”

“They call me the milky way...Pleasure You Can't Measure,” Kelley smiled, shaking your hand as you laughed and pulling you a little closer “Why look at the moon, if I can’t touch it? Why look at your lips, if I can't kiss them,” she said, winking so you knew she was completely joking.

“How do you know so many of these?” You said, shaking your head in awe. “ All I know off the top of my head is ‘do you work for NASA? Because you’re out of this world!’”

“Ah, a magician never reveals her secrets,” Kelley whispered conspiratoryly, bringing her hand up to cover her lips. “but my team and I have definitely had flirt offs for bonding nights,”

“Your team?”

“Yeah, I play soccer for the US and Washington,” She shrugged as if it wasn’t a huge accomplishment.

Your eyes widened and you nearly spat out your drink. “Didn’t they, like, just win a World Cup?”

“Yeah, No biggie,” Kelley said, side-eyeing you as she took another sip.

“No biggie? I’m surprised you don’t have a swarm of paparazzi shadowing you, that’s incredible! Weren’t the USWNT like the most successful US team in soccer?’

“Hm, there’s not enough drama for them, but we don’t mind. How about you? What do you do beautiful?” Kelley hummed.

“Oh. I work for NASA,” you said, gesturing at the shirt. “I can’t wait to bring some of those lines back to work.”

“What??”

****

“So do they at least give you a good choice of flavors? So you don’t get bored and stuff?” Emily asked from across the table, licking her dripping I cream cone.

When your girlfriend decided to introduce you to the team after their match against Colombia, you were quite surprised she had chosen an ice cream shop as a venue. But with how food motivated the youngins seemed, you realized how appropriate it was.

“I mean,” you said, your spoon suspended in the air as you blinked at Emily, “ice cream isn’t the only thing we will eat. I’m going to be on the station for like 8 months. Ice cream is not a balanced diet.”

“But it’s the only one they sell in the stores. You don’t have to lie cause the veggie lovers are here,” The defender said, leaning across the table, as though it would prevent the rest of the table from hearing her.

“Babe, you literally love most veggies too,” Lindsey rolled her eyes, using her thumb to wipe a spot of chocolate ice cream from Emily’s nose.

“Actually, I heard they’re a pretty good selection of dehydrated fruits and veggies and MRE’s and Tortillas and stuff. Plus I get to take a few things from home…” You mumbled, leaning back.

She couldn’t be serious right? There was no way she thought you were supposed to sustain yourself on horrible freeze-dried dairy products for that long. Not to mention, freeze-dried ‘astronaut’ products for the most part weren’t actually possible to bring to space, with how crumbly they are. You were more likely to eat actual ice cream on the space station (less chance for an errant crumb being inhaled or destroying an important piece of equipment) than that gift shop garbage.

“Oh yeah, MRE sounds way more likely than just eating the stuff they literally label as being for astronauts…” Emily said, rolling her eyes. “What does that even stand for? ‘Must reject Emily?”

You opened your mouth to answer, eyebrows furrowed, only for Kelley to nudge you softly.

“It’s not worth the fight babe, trust me. Not the brightest lighthouse if you know what I mean,” Your girlfriend made a swirling motion with her finger next to her temple.

You leaned in closer so your lips were nearly touching her ear. “She’s not serious right?”

“I never joke about ice cream,” Emily answered seriously.

You blinked at her, looking to your girlfriend who just shrugged and raised her eyebrows.

“I’m, I’m not sure if they have a flavor rotation system for ice cream flavors. We haven’t been… briefed on that yet,” you nodded seriously.

…...

“Can you hear me?” Kelley said, tapping her fingers impatiently as your face appeared in the video call.

“He- -utiful,” You smiled through the glitchy computer screen. Your waving was broken up like a bad claymation. You leaned in to make out the fuzzy figures standing behind your girlfriend, assuming she was at camp or something.

Normal long distance sucked, but literally being off-planet really made things difficult. It wasn’t like Kelley could just text you when she missed you, or randomly call you when she missed you at 3 am. Sure, she could email and you made a tremendous effort to schedule calls once a month, but it was still incredibly difficult (and slightly weird that a NASA tech dude had to monitor each call to make sure the connection stayed up). And sometimes even the best video-calling technology had issues. Like today (when a giant satellite or piece of space trash would block the signal).

“Are you hav- -un at -amp?” You asked, grabbing your floating water pouch pushing out a sip sized water drop.

“Yeah, it’s great,” Kelley said, watching you munch on your water. When you first got on the station you sent her pictures of artwork you made out of different drops of colored water- specifically making a giant water ‘soccer ball’ for her. Then you tried to boop it around and ended up losing control, amusing all your crewmates who watched you trying not to run into too many walls. “We’re looking forward to playing against Brazil on Friday, should be brutal.”

“We’re set to be ov- Florida on -day, so I’ll try and tune into the ga-. Catch a nice - view,” You nodded, wiggling your eyebrows (which looked more like you having a seizure due to how badly you were pixelated).

While Kelley wasn’t entirely sure what you were saying, she went ahead and nodded. “Let me know what you think!”

“Wh- color -it are you w-ing? Y- look -uper s-xy in the -ue,” you said, floating up in a ‘draw me like one of your french girls’ pose.

“You’re favorite one,” Kelley said, winking at you.

“-es!!” You cheered “-ake p-ture -or -“ the screen flickered dangerously for a second. Before a wobbly picture returned.

“Babe you’re breaking up, I can’t tell what you’re saying. Y/n. Are you there? UGh. I love you! We’ll talk soon.”

“-ove y- -oo”

Kelley blew a slow kiss to her camera before she heard a deep voice saying “Sorry ma’am. The connection was lost. Y’all still have five minutes on your scheduled call- Want me to try calling again? See if the signal improves?”

“Yeah,” Kelley shifted, rubbing the bridge of her nose as typing sounds echoed through the speaker. How she was going to make it through four more months of this she had no idea.

“What if like the ship was attacked by aliens or something,” Sonnett whispered from her left, staring at the blank screen with real trepidation.

“Not possible ma’am,” she heard him laugh. “But I doubt I would have the right level of security clearance to know.”

“great.”

Kelley grabbed a pen and marked a day off the calendar hanging on her wall. So much for ‘phone call with Y/n.’ She sighed. Just a few months to go.

****

Gravity fucking sucked. It was disorienting and heavy and made you sick to your stomach. Space station alums always talked about re-entry and how bad that was, but you thought sitting in a NASA hospital bed while your equilibrium readjusted was way worse than your fireball craft plummeting into the ocean.

“This fucking sucks,” You groaned, again throwing your hand over to pull out the IV. You hated how hard it was to move (and how you actually had to hold up a cup of water to get a drink but that was beside the point).

“Whoa babe, I know you’re a little out of it right now, but that has to stay in. Just try and relax for a little while,” Kelley said, grabbing your hand and kissing the back of your knuckles.

You frowned at her through heavy-lidded eyes. “Don’t wanna be here. Wanna be home with you.”

“I know, but you gotta stay here until the re-entry symptoms have worn off a little more,” She said again. She knew that you weren’t going to be 100% when you stepped out of the spacecraft, but she hadn’t expected you to be so out of it. You were sick to your stomach and entirely unable to walk without assistance.

The doctors assured her that you would be fine (residual effects from not being in gravity for so long and the impact of the landing or whatever), but it was still difficult to watch. It didn’t help that you were a horrendous patient.

“Just watch the game. The US is even in Blue,” Kelley tried to coax. Even she was beginning to grow restless. But you couldn’t leave until you could keep down solid foods.

“I don’t want to watch. You’re not in it,” You said, grabbing the remote from her and turning the television off. Then you tried to set the remote in the air, but instead of hovering like it should have done, it dropped to the ground.

“Alright, commander Y/l/n. It’s dinner time,” one of the NASA hospital nurses said, bringing in a tray for you. Kelley thanked them as they left since you were too dazed to think of it.

“God this food sucks, I hate jello ” you grumbled, lifting the spoon in front of your face (fully expecting it to float so you could take your bite) and dropping it as you want to open the pudding packet instead. “I just want a big juicy cheeseburger. With bacon and onions and-“ You trailed off, your mouth watering at the thought. You hadn’t had proper food in 8 months, and it had been your major cravings food.

“A side of diabetes” she scoffed, picking up the discarded remote and spoon, “And are you going to keep dropping things everywhere?” She asked, carefully filling a spoon with chocolate pudding and guiding it to your mouth.

“Fuck Newton. Things are supposed to float,”

****

You loved the soft skin behind Kelley’s ear. It was so smooth, and it always smelt like a mix of her perfume, shampoo, and something inherently Kelley. It was a bonus that your exploration of the area always sent a shiver down her spine. You ran your nose along the skin there, nibbling on her ear before moving down her neck. Leaving little kisses along your path. Kelley sighed, sleepily scratching your scalp and tilting her head to the side to encourage you to continue.

“You,” Kelley said. “ I like you.”

“Hm, I’m glad. It would be kinda scary if you were doing this with someone you didn’t like,” you mumbled against her skin, unwilling to part with it for even a moment. Kelley giggled at the tickling sensation. How you still had so much energy after you had thoroughly worn her out getting… reacquainted she would never know.

“But what do you like most. Tell me, babe,” You said, moving your lips a little lower, towards where her shoulder and neck met.

“I love… your ass. It’s out of this world.” She said sleepily, reaching around to grab her favorite asset of yours.

“Well, it has been,” You laughed, pulling away reluctantly so you could look her in the eyes.

“Shut up you goof,” She rolled her eyes, grabbing a pillow and whacking you lightly. You fell over dramatically, pulling her so she was on top of you.

“Hm, I’m your goof,”

“Yeah. You are. And babe?” She smiled down at you, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips.

“Hmm?” You hummed against her lips. She leaned back to look you in the eyes, one forearm across your chest and her other hand beside your head supporting her.

“No more space travel for a while?”

“Pinky promise,” You said, wiggling your hand so your littlest finger connected with hers.

“Good. I can’t believe I was dating someone from TEXAS for a while.” Kelley pretended to shudder. “Jus think, one of your coworkers might have been a Houston dash supporter!”

#uswnt x reader #uswnt imagine #uswnt imagines #literalhedgehog #kelley o'hara x reader #kelley o'hara imagine

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sugareey-makes-stuff · 2 years

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URL + Song Game

Thanks for the tag, @lumosatnight (x) It looks like you’ve got some fun songs I need to check out! Some of y’all might know I’m a huge music lover, and that’s part of the inspiration behind anything I make. So, here’s a sneak peek of some songs that may show up on my queue from time to time: s: seven deadly sins- flogging molly u: up- olly murs and demi levato g: good vibrations- camille and kennerly (the harp twins) a: always- james arthur r: roundtable rival- lindsey stirling e: enter sandman- metallica e: exo-politics- muse y: you surround me- erasure

Tagging some folks if you’d like to do this (of course, no pressure): @phd-mama, @phoebe-delia, @bluesundaycake, @vitaminpops, @danpuff-ao3, @phenomenalasterisk, @pineau-noir and anyone else who wants to share or scream about music!

#ask meme #tag game #music #song recs #asked and answered

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kingstylesdaily · 4 years

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Stevie Nicks Answers All Our Questions About Harry Styles

Of all the disciples to worship at the altar of Stevie Nicks, none have managed to capture the attention of rock’s reigning priestess quite like Harry Styles.

The 26-year-old rocker (who this week received three Grammy nominations) is the Gucci-clad poster boy carrying the torch for a bygone era of music history that the Fleetwood Mac frontwoman helped crystallize. Styles recently cited the group’s 1977 (and still charting) classic “Dreams” as one of the first songs he learned the words to growing up. Their friendship began in 2015 after the former One Direction member presented his idol with a hand-piped birthday cake after a Fleetwood Mac gig in London. (“Glad she liked carrot cake,” he later said.) The years since have seen the duo’s mutual affection blossom into one of pop culture’s most cherished bondings.

Last year, when Styles inducted Nicks into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, he proclaimed the 72-year-old “everything you’ve ever wanted in a lady, a lover, in a friend.” Nicks has gushed about him in interviews as everything from “the son she never had” to her “love child” with bandmate Mick Fleetwood. Styles earned her official seal of approval after covering “The Chain” every night of his first solo tour in support of a record that sounds closer to Crosby, Stills & Nash than anything he released under his prior band.

“Harry could’ve lost a lot of fans, but he didn’t,” Nicks recently told Vogue over the phone. “I’m so proud of him because he took a risk and didn’t go the One Direction route. He loves One Direction, I love One Direction, and a gazillion other people do too, but Harry didn’t wanna go the pop route. He wanted straight-up rock and roll circa 1975.”

Nicks has been embracing some of the busiest years of her dual careers as both Fleetwood Mac frontwoman and solo sorceress—and doing so amid a global pandemic. Since she last performed with Styles at the Forum for his Fine Line release show in December, she’s released a 24 Karat Gold concert film and “Show Them the Way,” her politically minded single and first piece of original music in six years. After Miley Cyrus asked for Nicks’s blessing before releasing her “Edge of Seventeen”–tinged “Midnight Sky,” the two joined forces for an exhilarating new mash-up titled “Edge of Midnight.”

In honor of Styles making history as the magazine’s first solo cover boy, Nicks caught up with Vogue to answer all our questions about their cosmic connection. Currently beachside with her quarantine bubble in Hawaii, she’s been doing what one would expect Stevie Nicks to be up to during a pandemic: writing new music, dancing around her house to “Watermelon Sugar,” and “casting little spells.” As befitting rock’s foremost storyteller, our intended 30-minute chat turned into a two-hour confessional about her love of Styles, working with Cyrus for the first time, joining Fleetwood Mac, the president-elect Joe Biden, the Met Gala, betta fish funerals, and much more.

ksd note: edited to only include Q&A about Stevie and Harry!

Did you get a chance to look through Harry’s cover story yet?

Right before I called you, I sat here and looked at all the pictures on my new iPad. What can I say? That’s my Harry. I think the thing that’s most wonderful about him—and I’ve told him this, and sometimes I think he takes it the wrong way—is that he’s such a kooky guy. He’s the type of person you’d wanna live next door to. He’d look out the window, see you having a hard time planting flowers, and rush out asking, “Can I help you with those roses?” “Sure, but you are Harry Styles, right?” That’s who he is.

I really only know him to a certain extent, but I have gotten to experience some big moments in his life, like when he released his first solo record at the Troubadour. I always think of Tom Petty saying, “So, you wanna be a rock star or you wanna be a pop star?” It’s two completely different things, and he really could have gone pop like his friend Zayn [Malik]. I was sorry that Zayn didn’t keep going more because I thought he was really good. But he took the pop route, which I think was right for him. Harry could’ve lost a lot of fans doing rock and roll, but he didn’t. Harry did a long tour with that first record and said, “I’m a different person now. I have a full-on rock band, and this is what I’m gonna do.” With many of my records, I’ll stuff down peoples’ throats until they like it, and that’s exactly what he did. Then he went away and wrote Fine Line, one of my favorite records.

What were your immediate thoughts listening to Fine Line for the first time?

Me and four of my friends sat with Harry in his living room in London and listened to it a few times before it came out. But it wasn’t really Fine Line yet. The first time we listened to it, nobody really said anything. The second time everyone started to go, “I think this song is great, but it should be second in the sequence.” By the third listen, it was five girls screaming, “Well, Harry really now, I think you need to take these four that are called Harry Songs and do this and that—” while he’s sinking in his reclining chair thinking, Are these women ever gonna leave? Thanks for your opinions, but oh, my God, stop already.

What changed when you heard the record in it’s finished form?

This record means a lot to me. When it was all put together, I listened and said, “Oh, my god, the Beatles live.” A whole lot of people live in these songs. Fleetwood Mac lives there. I live there. When I listen to “Fine Line,” I hear melodies that would’ve worked on “A Day in the Life. “It has that same kind of complexity. I think the Beatles would’ve thought, Here we’ve influenced a young man who took some incredible things from us and made them his own years and years later.

Earlier this year you posted a message saying that Fine Line is Harry’s Rumours. Can you elaborate on what you meant by that?

When Harry asked me to do “Landslide” with him at the Forum, I asked why, and he said, “Because I want you to be there. You were there for my first night at the Troubadour for the first record.” That night I wrote him a letter that said, “This is your Rumours so you have to really respect it and adore it because these kinds of records sometimes don’t ever come again.” Fleetwood Mac went on to make many great records, but people would bet their life on the fact that Rumours was the one. And this might just be the one for Harry. We were all kind of the same age when we made Rumours. I was 28, and Lindsey [Buckingham] was 27. I actually don’t even know how old Harry is—he’s that timeless to me.

Do you have a personal favorite of his songs?

Every one represents a different thing to me. “Sunflower” is such a great little song. He loves to do crazy videos, and one time I called him and said, “I have an idea. You’re gonna be a bee, and the sunflower would be your girlfriend, and you guys would get married and live in a beehive with your little bee children. You’d sing the lyrics ‘kiss in the kitchen like it’s a dance floor duh duh duh’ and show this entire bee relationship.”

What did he think of that pitch?

When I finished, the other end of the phone was silent. I said, “No, really, think about it. It’ll be fantastical like a Francis Ford Coppola movie.” He’s like, “Yeah, okay...” [laughs]. I also love the “Adore You” video with the little fish because I have my own special relationships with fish.

In what sense?

I always have two beta fish, but they have to be separated otherwise they’ll kill each other. I stick my finger into their aquarium, and the blue one will swim around my hand like a little dolphin. When my fish get old and suddenly die, I have funerals for them in my backyard where I play Celine Dion. I have them filmed, and everything [laughs]. It’s too much, but I thankfully haven’t had any recent fish deaths. I haven’t even been able to sit down and show Harry the videos of my little fish, so when I saw the “Adore You” video, I couldn’t believe it.

Why is it important for you to foster these relationships with younger artists like Harry who’ve been so openly influenced by you?

I’m inspired by them. I’m inspired that Miley wants to make music with me. I’m inspired that the Haim girls are my biggest fans—and I theirs. A lot of these kids are making the amazing records I’ve been waiting for them to make. I’m not like other 72-year-olds. I listen to current music because I want to be current. When people find out how old I am versus the music I’m listening to, they think it doesn’t gel at all. I’ve been collecting musical knowledge since I was in the fourth grade listening to the singles my grandfather used to bring home. I listened to Buddy Holly and the Everly Brothers until the sixth grade when R&B radio became Top 40. I said goodbye country and hello R&B, so it’s not like I’m ever stuck on one thing. What I love about Harry is that he’s very old school but still modern. And that’s kinda like me.

You both also transitioned from massive groups to equally massive solo careers rather seamlessly.

When I decided I wanted to be a solo artist, I’d only been in Fleetwood Mac for a few years. I tried to figure out a way to do it gracefully because I didn’t wanna break up the band. I just wanted to sit at my piano and write poetry. After we did a record and a really long tour, the band scurried off to different parts of the world while I’d just be home writing songs for a year and a half. What did they care what I did while they were all on vacation? I’ve always said all the way through these two careers I’ve had: If you’re in a band first, never break it up.

Do you think One Direction would ever reunite?

I think it’s a good idea. For all we know, One Direction is completely broken up forever. But I think those guys are friends, and five or ten years down the road, they could all go, “You know what, wouldn’t it be really fun to do a One Direction tour?” Because that’s what people do. I wouldn’t be surprised if they did reunite at some point just because they can. And because it would just be fun. Harry is the kind of person who would never stomp on that idea. He would never say, [imitates posh English accent] “Never! I would never do that again!” Because why not just keep the door open?

Was there any particular detail or passage in Harry’s cover story that stuck out to you?

According to this article, he can get in a car with his friend to drive all over Europe then drive back by himself. I stopped driving in 1978 because my driver’s license expired and I’d already made a lot of money. I very smartly thought, “You know what, if someone even hits you and it’s not even your fault but you’re a little drunk, you are done. You’re finished, and the fortune that you’ve made is gone, so why should you drive anyway?” By then me and Christine were very cloistered, but Harry’s able to live a freer life because he’s a guy. He’s like Mick. He has a free life.

Would you say that you don’t?

I’m only comparing us in the way that Harry goes off to the Bahamas to work on songs, then flies back to L.A., then London, then Italy—I can’t do that. I can’t do that by myself. He’s able to do whatever he wants by himself, and it’s a whole different way of life. Being that Harry is a guy, he’s able to be a loner more than I am. As a woman, I’m not free to do all that. Even when I was his age, I couldn’t just get off anywhere I wanted. When we were on the road, Christine and I didn’t have a clue in the world what the boys did. We went to our rooms with security guys standing outside. It’s not like we ever escaped to go club-hopping in downtown Manhattan. We never got to live that life, so freedom as Harry knows it is very different than it’s been for me.

Did you ever have any figure in your life who provided some sense of mentorship the way you have to artists like Harry?

I didn’t really have anyone. If I had any guiding force at all, it probably would’ve been Christine McVie because she was five years older than me. And five years is five years, you know? Chris was friends with Eric Clapton and knew all the famous musicians in London. She’d married John [McVie] and done a bunch of records with Fleetwood Mac before I came along, so she’d been in the music business for a long time. I was breaking up with Lindsey when she was breaking up with John. She was my therapist and my go-to person for just about everything. We had each other to get through that really difficult situation where no one was gonna quit the band. Christine and I kept the whole thing together by telling the three men, “You quit because we’re not stopping” Thank God I had her, but on the other side of that, thank God she had me. We really were a force of nature.

** I’m curious to what extent fashion plays a role in your and Harry’s relationship. Have you** gifted him any accessories that were significant to you?

I actually gave him a ring at the Forum thing. It’s very masculine and has a pink stone in it. I told him it was a pink diamond, but it really isn’t. It would’ve cost $5 million. It was mine, and I really loved it, but I thought, This should be for Harry. You can see it on his hands in the “Falling” video where he’s playing the piano. If Harry and I were in a band together, we’d be trading all kinds of crazy stuff.

What are your thoughts on him being the first solo male cover in Vogue’s history?

It makes me feel so inspired. I’m extremely jealous he’s on the cover of Vogue because I’m 72 years old and have wanted to be on the cover my whole life. I’m such a magazine hag, so I’m incredibly jealous of Harry, but I’ll get over it. As far as all the crazy things he’s wearing, you do whatever you have to do to be on the cover of Vogue. I’m very proud of him, and I think it’s great that there’s a man on the cover…but I should’ve been in the corner off in the distance [laughs]. Did you know I’ve never been to the Met Gala?

We would be honored to have you at the next gala and every one after that. I’m putting this in the article to make sure it’s in the public record.

As Mick Jagger says, “We still have our freedom, but we don’t have much time.” I would like to be not much older than I am now so I can wear a fantastic outfit and entertain everybody. It’s a dream of mine, and most of my dreams have come true, but I need to not be 90 when it happens.

Harry and you could perform together.

We wouldn’t even have to rehearse. We’ve got a couple of duets that are really great. We do “Landslide” and “Two Ghosts” together really well. We actually have five or six terrific acoustic numbers that we could do at the drop of a hat.

You hinted earlier this year that there might be a role for Harry in the miniseries based on the stories of Rhiannon. Is there any update there?

This is probably the third-biggest thing I’ve ever done in my life after Fleetwood Mac and my solo career. There’s a lot to be done in the movie business before I can start riding my horses across the mountains of Wales. I’ve signed with a movie company—I’m not gonna tell you who—and we just signed a writer. I’m not gonna tell you who that is either, but there’s an amazing part for Harry. My favorite character in the series is the only man who goes through all four books. He’s a magician who doesn’t wanna be king, and I think Harry would just be so perfect.

Have you and Harry discussed collaborating on any future music together?

We’re open to making music together because we’ve been very successful when we go onstage just to do one song. I would love to be in a band with Harry, but even if I never saw him in person again, he’s made a record that breaks my heart in a million places like Fine Line. As far as music goes, there’s plenty of fun things that he and I could do. We can just reach out to each other and do it. I’m always ready to slip back into those high-heel black suede boots and become my alter ego.

via Vogue.com

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yayeetsonny · 4 years

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Big surprise~USWNT x Baby reader

Prompt: Team finds out baby r is dating a famous person via instagram live.

Requested by: @khiaraaa-in-spacee

Y/N PRO

Being a professional soccer player and playing in both the NWSL for the Orlando Pride and at the national level for the USWNT at the age of 18 is a great honor and privilege, I got to play the sport I loved nearly everyday and I was able to make a living from it, but it can be exhausting at times. Which is why I’m glad that we have a few weeks off before I have to report to the next national camp for our next set of friendlies. I live in LA with my girlfriend Billie Eilish and being able to spend some quality time with her after months of being on the go is great. The only drawback is that the team has no idea I’m dating someone famous, I have kept that part of my life private, It’s not that I don’t trust them, I do; they’re like sisters to me and the older players even sometimes act as parental figures, but Billie and I agreed to keep our relationship as private as possible and agreed that when the time was right, she would meet the girls.

Speaking of Billie she and her brother Finneas were working on some music in the little studio like set up she created in our basement so I decided to bring them a snack.

“Hey babe, I thought I’d bring you guys a snack since you’ve been working so hard.” I said, handing her the bowl of berries, and handing Finneas a bowl of popcorn.

“Aw, thank you baby. That was very sweet of you.”

“How’s the song writing going?”

“Slow but we’re making progress.” Finneas said

“Good to hear.”

I spent some time with them looking at what they had written out so far and listening to some of the beats they thought of using before excusing myself to go do an instagram live. Even though I was technically on vacation I made sure to still engage with fans and I looked forward to the weekly lives. I had previously sent out a tweet and posted on my instagram story that I would be on live soon so I knew a substantial amount of people including some of my teammates were bound to be on fairly quickly.

“Hey guys! How’s everyone doing today?”

I watched as the comment section was flooded with people telling me how they were or sending in heart and heart eye emojis.

“I’m doing great, can you say happy birthday Abigail?” I said under my breath.

“So glad to hear it! Happy birthday Abigail!” I said

I continued to read the comments as they came in, squinting as I did so and laughed when I saw a familiar name pop up.

“Hey Alex, no I’m not blind. I’m squinting because the font is small.”

She sent several laughing emoji’s in return.

“Hey Pinoe, Jess, Abby, Julie, Moe, Christen, Tobs, Tierna, Mal, Sam, Emily and Rose.” I said, out of breath after reading all their names off in one go. My eyes widened when I noticed several more of my teammates had joined the lives.

“Ah, and Hi Becky, Carli, A.D., Lindsey, Crystal, Allie, Ashlyn, Ali, Alyssa, and Kelley.”

I was practically wheezing by the time I finished listing everyone’s names.

“The gang’s all here I see.” I laughed.

I saw several of their comments popping up, all of which seemed to be referring to the same thing.

“Breath little one.”

“Drink some water, please.”

“Are you okay?”

“That wheezing doesn’t sound too good.”

“Go get your inhaler.”

I rolled my eyes playfully at their fussing, even from miles away they found a way to baby me. I was the youngest on the team so they felt the need to be protective.

“Guys relax, I’m perfectly okay. I just forgot to breath for a sec. And I’m 18 years old Chris, I’m not little.”

Several of them sent comments back disagreeing which I chose to ignore.

“Okay guys send in your questions and I’ll do my best to answer most of them.”

Comments began flowing in and I started to answer some of them.

“What’s your favorite holiday?”

“Well I’d have to say Christmas for sure. Not only is it a time for me to spend with family and the food is great I’ll admit I like getting and giving presents too.”

“ Who would you want with you if you were deserted on an island?” “I’d have to say… Alyssa and… Julie. I’d want those two with me because Alyssa would keep mostly to herself and not drive me crazy like Kelley or Emily would with their endless energy but she would be a great conversationalist and she would share her warmth by cuddling with me, and Julie because she’s tough as nails and I feel like she would be good at gathering food and finding a way to provide shelter.”

Alex, Pinoe and Tobin voiced their offense at not being chosen while the others, minus Christen just said they would let me fend for myself if we ever got stranded together. Christen said

“They are excellent choices and I agree.”

Julie and Alyssa gloated

“Ahaha we’re her favorites.”

“Now we know who the favorites are and I can’t say I’m surprised that I’m one of them.”

I continued to answer questions, they ranged from asking what my favorite color was to what my best moments the field was. I was in the middle of answering a question about my most embarrassing in-game moment was when Billie suddenly came running into the room, excited to show me something.

“Hey babe, Finn and I got down this amazing chorus, wanna hear it?”

I tried to find a way to mute the live while I talked to her but it was too late. She realized what I was doing, and her eyes almost popping out of her head. She looked at me worriedly while I just laughed nervously. I knew everyone had heard her call me “babe” because they began asking who I was dating and begging to see them. Emily commented

“Yeah Y/N spill the tea.”

Billie and I just stared at each other, slightly communicating with our eyes before she nodded and made her way over to sit next to me. We were both nervous but knew that everyone had to find out sometime, and while this wasn’t the way we had planned for the girls to find out I hoped they were cool about it.

“Guys… I’d like you to meet my girlfriend Billie. Billie Eilish.” I said to the camera.

“Hey guys, this wasn’t planned but I’m glad to be here.” She said

What followed was an outpouring of support and joy from the fans and I was incredibly relieved, we both were. I didn’t see any comments from the team and that was slightly concerning. I knew they were all still on and paying attention. Did they not like her? Were they mad at me for hiding my relationship from them?

I smiled at the camera, both Billie and I thanking fans for their love. I hadn’t told her this yet but I was starting to worry about what my teammates really thought of Billie. After answering a few more questions we decided to call it a day and promised to do lives together often.

“That was fun! Sorry for putting you on the spot like that I totally forgot you were doing a live.” Billie said coming up to hug me.

“It’s okay, everyone seems to love you and support us.” I said absentmindedly scrolling through my phone waiting for something, anything from the girls.

“You okay Y/N?”

“Yeah I’m okay, I just haven’t heard from the girls since you came on the live and none of them said anything after.

“Wait the whole team was watching?”

“Yeah they were.”

“And they didn’t say anything after I came on?”

“Nope.”

“Do you think they have a problem with us being together?”

“I’ll be honest, I’m not sure.”

After some more waiting I finally got a text from Morgan in the group chat.

“Group Skype in 5, be there.”

Yikes that was a little cold. I wasn’t one to be afraid of my teammates, except on the rare occasion one of them was in a mood but I couldn’t help but be nervous to talk to them. I told Billie what was going to happen and I could tell she was nervous too but she decided to wait in the other room to give us some privacy, only joining if requested.

“I’m sure it won’t be long. I love you.” I said kissing her.

“I love you too.”

As soon as I joined the call it was silent.

“Hi guys.” I said timidly.

“Y/N.” Kelley said

“So… A famous girlfriend huh?” Megan said

“Yeah… she’s really talented and I’m so proud of all she’s accomplished. Our relationship is really special to me.” I said more confident than before.

“She seems very nice.” Chris said

“She is so kind and sweet.”

“Does she make you happy?” Mal asked me in a serious tone.

“Incredibly.”

“Then that’s all that matters to us.”

“I-I thought you guys were mad at me or didn’t approve of her.”

I saw several of the girls’ eyebrows furrow and they all looked confused and concerned.

“What made you think that?”

“Well for starters, none of you commented anything after she came on the live and then after no one texted me for over an hour. I really thought you were upset or something.” I said sadly

“Aw, bub. We’re sorry. We didn’t mean to make you feel like that. Looking at it now, we see how it looked but we were just texting each other, trying to plan a way to fly out and surprise you and meet her in person. We got caught up in taking about how you, the baby of the team; our baby is dating someone as famous as Billie Eilish, much less dating anyone at all.” Alex said, everyone else agreeing

“You guys didn’t think I could be dating anyone?” I asked slightly offended

“No, no. We didn’t mean it like that. We just meant that you did such a good job at hiding it from everyone and you never talked about liking any girls or boys or non-binary people that we thought you weren’t interested in dating at the moment.” Ali said.

“Oh.”

I understood now why they thought that, I had never shown any interest in anyone but it was simply because I was already taken and saw no reason to entertain, think about or talk about the idea of anyone else.

“We love her as an artist and are sure she is a great person, especially if she makes you happy.” Allie said.

“Would you guys like to talk to her right now? She’s just in the other room, I can go get her.”

“OMG YESSSS”

“ABSOLUTELY”

“WHAT KIND OF A QUESTION IS THAT?” Crystal, Sam and Abby all boomed

“And everyone else who isn’t trying to break your eardrums agrees too.” Ashlyn said giggling.

“Next time warn earbud users will you? Geez” Megan said rubbing her ears

“I’ll be right back.” I said chuckling at their antics.

I went into the room next door to get Billie so she could say Hi to the girls.

“Hey babe.” I said

“Hey, how’d your call with the team go?”

“Actually it’s not over yet. They want to meet you.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, they were never mad or upset. They were just planning to surprise me and come out to meet you in person.”

“Oh wow. Not what I was expecting to hear but that’s very nice of them.”

“Yeah, you ready to meet my “moms” and sisters?” I said giggling

“As I’ll ever be.”

When we reentered the room we could hear them all chanting

“GO, GO, GO, GO.”

When I looked at the screen I saw Mal chugging a giant bottle of sprite.

“What in the world? I’m gone for all of 5 Minutes and come back to see… whatever Mal is doing.”

“We triple dog dared her to chug the bottle of sprite after she pulled it out and took one measly sip of it.” Tierna shrugged

“You’re all so weird.”

“But you loveeee us.” Emily said

“That I do. How you holding up, Pugh?” I said looking back at Mal and seeing she didn’t look so good.

“Moms, I don’t feel so good.” She said referring to Christen and Tobin

“Well baby, maybe you shouldn’t have chugged the whole thing.” Chris said pouting at her sympathetically.

“You were chanting with everyone else!” Mal said annoyed

“didn’t want to be a buzz kill.” She shrugged

“Wait a little bit and then heat up yourself some chicken noodle soup.” Tobin said

“Okayyy.”

Mal flopped dramatically back on her bed as some of the girls gave her props and others laughed at her very apparent sore stomach.

“I’m so sorry. They’re always like this.” I said turning to Billie

“It’s cool. Props Mal, that was impressive.”

“Thanks Billie.”

“So Billie, how long have you and Y/N been together? Who kissed who first, and have you guys had sex yet?” Kelley asked

Of course she’s gonna be the one to put my girlfriend on the spot. Classic Kelley O’Hara

“Umm…” Billie looked at me uncomfortably

“We-we’ve been together for 7 and a half months. I kissed her, and no we haven’t.” I said covering for her as she froze.

“I see.” She said scratching her chin.

“Kelley, cool it with the grilling. We just met her.” Alex said coming to Billie’s defense.

“You’re right, sorry about that. I just want what’s best for Y/N. We all do.” She said sheepishly

“Nah, it’s cool. I totally get it.”

We continued to talk and the girls got to know Billie pretty well and they hit it off. I was relieved that they approved of her and that they were happy for me. They told me when they would be arriving in LA and how long they would be staying and we all got excited at the idea of seeing each other soon.

Sorry for any mistakes

-N

#uswnt #uswnt imagines #uswnt imagine #uswnt x reader #alex morgan #christen press #tobin heath #mal pugh #megan rapinoe #abby dahlkemper #crystal dunn #emily sonnett #ali krieger #reader x billie eilish #billie eilish

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rindomness · 3 years

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totally going for the obvious ones here buttttt snatcher and florist

ah yes, the two characters for whom I have some of the most backup history for

Snatcher:

Favorite thing about them: he's a Bastard. He is Smug Bastard Man and he Will fight you for fun and profit. Peak antagonist design for me

Least favorite thing about them: This is Technically getting into the prince but like... fandom characterizations of them as separate people. no, he has just let his inner Bastard loose upon the world it has always been there let him give in to the Bite Instinct in all iterations please at least once

Favorite line: "You didn't forget about me, didja? don't tell me you forgot about me!" he's just. he's got a Presence okay

brOTP: him n hat. they r siblings your honor they will commit crimes together

OTP: uhhh aroace hc so. not really anyone

nOTP: kids and also Vanessa please keep her away forever

random headcanon: I know I have rambled about this one at Length with you but that he is Part Of The Forest in a way that like. a squirrel is not necessarily part of its forest. a bird isn't. he is Attached to it. he knows you're there even if you can't see him

unpopular opinion: i enjoy dadtcher content ofc but tbh obnoxious older sibling snatcher is Fave. I don't know how unpopular this is but so far I have only seen him written as Obnoxious Older Sibling once (1 time) and it was snowl. I don't know if I just did not look long enough but. yeah

song I associate with them: mmmm there's one Very Specific cover of Oh It's You and I almost feel like it's cheating because that is one of His Songs in-game but also like. i literally cannot think of anything else i do not listen to enough different music for this

favorite picture of them: he just looks so happy

Florist:

Favorite thing about them: Interpretations! There's so little about her in-game that basically it's free game on how you want to write her!

Least favorite thing about them: I uh... don't really have that many? IDK I guess the fact there's so little in-game information on her we get two pictures and she's barely even central in those v.v was she just a vendor was she Important i must Know (and so devise stories myself)

Favorite line: she has None :(

brOTP: her and the prince they are childhood friends i have decided. if she were alive now she and snatcher would still be friends. pulling pranks on his contractors all that jazz

OTP: I don't really have one? like. I don't tend to ship so ig she just. runs her flower shop and causes mayhem with the prince idk man pff

nOTP: children. no. this is an Adult, do Not

random headcanon: she has plant magic and is allowed to cause mischief in the forest (to an extent). She will Fuck You Up if you mess with her / people she cares about she has thorns

unpopular opinion: i personally think she is not interested in dating prince boy . maybe it is because i want an Ace Friends Moment but uh. i just personally don't see it. especially considering when she shows up in the storybook? mmmm. idk somethin about that makes me slightly uncomfy

song I associate with them: I don't really have one? I just kinda. vibe. i have very limited music taste. also electric daisy violin (lindsey stirling) i dont know it's just Fun

favorite picture of them: i mean... there's two canon pictures and neither of them are my favorite, because uhhh. i just. i really like the thing i drew of her. idk man

(also i would like to nicely request everyone look at my flowers again. yes im still on this)

anyway yeah thank you bany for feeding my desire to ramble about them

#ask #ask game #bany #thankchu! ^^

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notyouraveragehalfdemon · 3 years

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I got tagged by @energievie to spell out my url with song titles. Since I enjoy my obscenely long url I’m going to put this under the cut. I’ll be honest, the hardest part wasn’t finding songs but narrowing down to only one song. I also made sure to only pick one song per artist so that the whole thing wasn’t the same band which was harder than I thought. Thanks for tagging me dear I had fun with this

N: Naked by Jonas Blue & MAX O: Oceans & Galaxies by Jauz & Haliene T: Take It Out On Me by Logan Henderson Y: You Bring Me Joy by Amelia Lily O: Oh My God by Inna U: Unfold by Alina Baraz & Galimatias R: Rumors by R3HAB and Sofia Carson A: Absolution by The Pretty Reckless V: Valkyrie by Halflives E: Echale by Anthony Ramos R: Rx by Charlotte Lawrence A: All Falls Down by Alan Walker G: Gateway Drug by Bebe Rexha E: Elements by Lindsey Stirling H: Hearts On Fire by Illenium A: American Dream by Diamante L: Leave Before You Love Me by Marshmello & The Jonas Brothers F: Far Too Young To Die by Panic! At The Disco D: Desire by The Assassins (from the tv show Sex&Drugs&Rock&Roll) E: Exotic by Priyanka Chopra M: Mess by Jordan Fisher O: Only Now by Seven Lions N: Not A Love Song by Bulow

#tag games

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wlw-imagines · 5 years

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Drunk Dare - Alex Morgan/Reader (USWNT)

inspired by requested prompt: “I’ve been wanting to read something with ‘i fucking love you’ and ‘hang up, and tell me this when you’re sober’ with an older uswnt member like press or alex or something but have you seen those tiktoks where the face zooms in on who has to call their crush? lmao so maybe R is with like sonnet and mal and everyone and does it because of that? good luck on ur first posts and welcome!” by anon

(a/n: thank u and thanks for the welcome - also thank you for being my first lol!!! pls lemme know if i make any mistakes and my apologies beforehand)

content warning: swearing, alcohol, i think thats it y'all

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You always knew that nights in with the girls ended badly 9/10 times. It’s just that someone would sometimes overshare, do something extremely stupid, get waaaay too drunk - in fact they would definitely always do all three in one night.

Last time Mal had talked way too much about her sex life and the time before that, Sonnett had got outrageously drunk and walked into an open cabinet in the kitchen, effectively knocking herself out.

If you really stretched your memory back, there was a time Rose went on Gumtree and before you’d been any the wiser bought about 11 dogs to be picked up and taken home the following day. Three weeks before that, Lindsey had fully broken your washing machine when she had tried to climb into it to see if she could fit.

So tonight, it was a draw between you and Sam as to who was going to make a fool out of themselves, and for some reason you had a hunch it was going to be you.

Emily cleared her throat, bringing you out of your thoughts as you finished your drink, “So, you know that TikTok thing-”

Lindsey pulled her beer bottle from her lips and rolled her eyes, shaking her head, “Oh my god, you and your TikToks.”

“Hey, it’s going to be funny,” Emily’s excitement deflated slightly but it didn’t take long for it to flare back up, “Okay so, we have to film us with our backs to the camera and then turn around and whoever’s face it zooms in on has to call their crush and tell them that they love them.”

Rose lifted her head from where she was laying on the floor, “Wait, hang on,” before she could continue she loudly hiccupped, making her burst into a fit of laughter. Once her laughter had died down, she cleared her throat, shaking her head, “I don’t think you have to tell them you love them. Just, like, admit feelings, right?”

“Sure, but that’s less fun.” Sonnett shrugged, getting her phone out and then pouring some more shots for everyone.

Mal took a shot glass and raised it, “I have a boyfriend, sooo...”

“Yeah, and I’m married.” Sam grinned, drunkenly high-fiving Mal after she’d taken her shot.

“Okay, so you guys are no fun,” Sonnet pointed at them, handing the remaining shots over to you all, “It’s fine, Lindsey, Rose, Y/N, we’ll still do it.” You all raised your shot glasses before throwing them back.

You scrunched your nose up at the taste of the tequila hitting the back of your throat and shook your head, “I’m too drunk.” You pouted, letting your head fall back onto the bed.

Emily pulled you forward, back into your sitting position and smiled, “No such thing.”

“It’ll give you the confidence to tell your crush you love them.” Mal pointed out, smiling - she was only happy because she definitely didn’t have to pour her heart out to a crush who most likely didn’t love her back, you just stuck your tongue out at her, too drunk for now to form words.

Lindsey patted your shoulder as she took a seat down next to you, “Plus, by the time it gets to the morning, you’ll have forgotten you ever did it.”

“All valid points.” Sam nodded along and you closed your eyes, groaning.

When you opened them again, Sonnett was sitting in front of you, holding out another shot, “Here, take a shot.” You went to protest but shrugged, nodding anyway before drinking the small amount of liquid.

Em put her hands out, pulling you and Lindsey up to your feet. Lindsey bent down to help Rose up and you all stood in a line, with your backs to the camera.

“Okay, Pugh, start filming.” Sonnett said over her shoulder, giving her the thumbs up.

The music started playing and you all danced/moved/bobbed to it before jumping round at the same time.

You smiled at the camera but it quickly fell when the camera chose your face to zoom in on. You quickly shook your head, putting your hands on your cheeks, “No!”

Everyone else was laughing by this point, partially because they were just relieved it wasn’t them but also because, hey - alcohol makes everything funny, “Y/N-”

“Oh no, nooo.” You repeated, shocked that you now had to actually call your crush. This was stupid, why had you agreed to do it again? You were so sure that someone else would get picked. Of course it had to be you.

“Call them up, bitch!” Sam yelled, grabbing your phone from the floor and passing it up to you.

You pouted, hoping your friends would take pity on you and not force you to call the Alex Morgan to tell her that you had a crush on her.

Lindsey nudged you with her elbow, “Who are you calling?”

“I can’t say!” You shook your head, mortified.

“Well you have to call whoever it is so we’ll find out either way.” Mal shrugged, opening another bottle of beer.

You bit your lip and laughed, “I can’t, guys, I’m serious.” You ran your hand through your hair, still in disbelief.

Sonnett clapped her hands, “Have another shot.” She suggested, before pouring it out and handing it over to you. As you drank, Lindsey hummed, tapping her finger on her chin, trying to think who it could be.

“Male or female?” She asked.

“I- you guys know her, I really can’t.” You shook your head again, handing the shot glass back to Sonnett, who took it as a sign to pour you another. Though this time you didn’t drink straight away and held it in your hand.

“It’s a her!?” Rose shouted, getting way too excited. Lindsey was still looking like she was trying to play detective and hummed again, “And we know her?”

“All of us know her?” Sam asked, and you reluctantly nodded.

“Okay, great, that must mean she’s on the team, right?” Lindsey asked.

Mal frowned and shook her head, “I’m sure there’s others that we all know th-”

“Look, she’s blushing! So, a team member.” Sonnett joined the investigation, getting closer to look for your reactions to their questions.

“Is she in this room?” It was back to Lindsey.

You were about to answer when Emily grinned and wrapped her arm around your shoulders, “It’s okay, Y/N, you can just tell me that it’s me. You don’t have to call me to tell me that.” You laughed pushing her slightly.

“Fuck off.” You said before kissing her cheek as an apology.

“What a cute couple.” Mal laughed.

Lindsey rolled her eyes at everyone not taking the questioning seriously enough. Note to self that alcohol turns her into a fine and focused detective, “Can we all have one guess?”

“Give us a clue!” Rose cheered.

You tried to think of something to say that wouldn’t give anything too much away but your brain wasn’t too fast, “I... Her- She’s so beautiful!” You ended up saying, blushing as you shrugged and smiled at the though of Alex.

“Oh my god, I’ve got it.” Lindsey snapped her fingers, her eyes lit up.

Mal gave her an incredulous look, “What? Just from that? It’s not like there’s only one beautiful woman on this team, how do you-?” Lindsey interrupted her.

“Just think about it.”

“I’m trying but- oh shit.” Mal’s face dropped before a bright grin fell into place, “Oh my-”

“What?” You asked, annoyed that they were speaking in code, but they both just ignored you.

“Holy- you’re right, it’s so obvious,” Mal kept going, looking between you and Lindsey, “Wait-” She got up and whispered something into Lindsey’s ear before sitting back down with a triumphant grin, “Am I right?”

“Yes! I mean that’s who I’m thinking,” Lindsey nodded, “Have you seen the heart eyes she sends Y/N?”

Mal audibly ‘aww’ed, looking at you, “You think she likes her back? That’s so cute.”

“Wait,” You frowned, “you guys know I’m talking about Alex?”

“Yes! Got it in one!” Lindsey cheered, high-fiving Mal (but missed - but we’ll blame that on the alcohol)

“Wait - Alex?” Sam asked, “As in Alex Morgan?” She clarified, “As in ‘I’m the straightest person you’ll ever meet’ Alex.”

Sonnett shook her head, “Yo, are you kidding? That’s all a failed attempt at looking straight, she’s such a lesbian.”

“No way.” Sam shook her head.

“Yeah, are you kidding? I mean example number one is the way she looks at Y/N.”

You drunkenly grinned and felt your heart melt, “She looks at me?”

“She’s so drunk.” Rose pointed at you as she laid on the floor, half asleep thanks to the large amount of alcohol she’d been consuming all night.

“Drunk in love!” Sonnett shouted, and put her hand out to high-five Lindsey who let out a laugh before shaking her head.

“You’re so corny.”

Sonnett shrugged and clapped her hands, “Time to call your wife, Y/N.”

“Em, maybe she should go to bed, she is wasted.” Sam said from her place on the floor, at least attempting to be a voice of reason in this mess of a situation.

“I want to call Alex!” You shouted, letting the other’s good mood brighten your own. You cheered as you fumbled for your phone and drank the shot Sonnett had poured for you earlier.

“This is a wreck.” Sam mumbled as Emily started bouncing up and down.

“Call her up! Call her up!” She chanted, only stopped when Lindsey wrapped her arms around her to prevent her from bouncing.

“It’s ringing!” You whispered, now too far in to turn back now.

Sonnett, Mal and Lindsey cheered loudly, whilst Sam was attempting to put Rose into bed.

You turned from your friends to your phone which now had Alex’s contact on the screen and you realised she had picked up, “Shh, shh, shut up.” You shouted to the others before putting the phone to your ear.

“Y/N, it’s almost 3am, what do you want?” Alex’s sleepy voice filled your ears and you grinned at the sound, unable to answer because of the smile on your face. The silence on your end prompted another question to come from the girl you had the biggest crush on, “Are you okay?”

You cleared your throat, before slurring out her name, “Alex?”

“Are you drunk?” She asked, groaning lightly and sighing as the sound of her comforter being moved around echoed.

“Hell yeah.” You laughed.

“Are you okay, Y/N?” She asked again, her voice softer than it had been before, and once again your heart melted.

You nodded, “Hell yeaahhh.”

She sighed again, deeper this time, “I thought you were hurt and needed me to come over or something, don’t do that to me.” She was worried for you and she would have come to help you if you needed it? Again, your heart roared at the idea that she cared about you enough to worry about you. And suddenly, just in time to ruin everything, the alcohol well and truly hit and your drunk brain took over.

“Holy shit, I fucking love you.” You laughed rolling onto your back, the line went silent and you took your phone from your ear to check she was still there, “Alex?”

“Hang up, and tell me this when you’re sober, Y/N.” Her tired voice came from the other side of the phone and you frowned, pouting.

“But I’m telling you now.”

“I’ll call you in the morning, Y/N.”

“Booo,” You put your thumbs down, “I want to talk.” Really you just wanted to hear her say that she cared about you again.

“You’re drunk and I’m tired.” You nodded, whilst you wanted to talk to her, you also cared so much about her that you knew she needed her sleep, “Okay, sleep well.”

“Okay, Y/N, are you with others?” She asked and you nodded, smiling at your friends and waving at them, which they all reciprocated - apart from Rose who was already out like a light.

“Uhuh.” You nodded to yourself.

“Make sure they look after your drunk ass, and drink some water, okay?” You smiled, Sam had already forced glasses of water into everyones hands in an attempt to get the night’s antics to settle down.

“Why can’t you look after my drunk ass, I want to see you.”

“Tomorrow morning, babe.”

You smiled, nodding, “Okay, I love you.” You laughed.

“We’ll talk tomorrow, night Y/N.”

“Okay, night, love you. Bye Alex.”

You hung up the phone, before throwing yourself down onto the floor, smiling up at the ceiling.

Sonnett appeared above you, smiling, “How’d it go, Y/L/N?” You quickly put both thumbs up, before letting them fall to your side and yawning.

“I’m so drunk,” You mumbled, curling up onto your side and closing your eyes, “Bed.”

Sam nodded, “I think that would be best, come on.” She said, taking your arms in hers and pulling you up before helping you into comfy clothes and getting you into bed, next to where Rose was in a heavy slumber. One in which you promptly joined.

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The lights were too bright, that was for sure. And you needed water. You groaned as you flipped your body so you were lying on your back. You were convinced it was those last two shots that pushed you over the edge and caused your hangover. Although, come to think of it, you couldn’t remember which two shots were the last two.

As long as you didn’t do anything too stupid, you could easily get over one small hangover.

You drank the water on your nightstand and took the tablets sitting alongside it, reading the note Sam had left with them. Quickly brushing your teeth and doing general morning stuff in an attempt to forget the sick feeling in your stomach, you jumped at the noise of your phone buzzing on the nightstand.

The contact name said that Alex was calling you and, although you called each other relatively regularly to catch up, there was no reason you could think of as to why she would call you this morning.

Either way, you shrugged and took the call, pressing the phone to your ear and calling out your friends name, “Alex?” You asked, your voice more scratchy and deeper than you thought it would have been.

“Hungover?” She asked, and you could hear the smile in her voice. You groaned and tugged your hand through your messy hair, “Yes, was it that glaringly obvious?”

She snorted softly, “Well, from the state you were in last night...”

“I called you last night?” You asked, frowning as the panic lowkey set in.

Alex openly laughed at that, “You don’t remember?” She asked, and you racked your brain to think of what she could be talking about.

“I-” You went to shake your head before the penny dropped, “Holy shit.” You said, your eyes widening as you put your hand over your mouth. Why the fuck would you call Alex and tell her-

“You remember.”

“Oh my god, I am so sorry.” You said again, the panic well and truly setting in now. You prepared yourself for the worst. You couldn’t recall exactly what you said, but you were pretty sure it featured a full love confession.

Alex cleared her throat and paused, seemingly going over he words inside her head before asking you, “Do you maybe want to come over later?”

“What?” You asked, unsure where she was going with this.

“We can talk?” She asked uncertainly, almost sounding just as nervous as you at this point, “I can make dinner?” Immediately, the panic cleared and you let your mouth stretch into a wide smile.

“Careful, I might tell you I love you again.” You softened your voice, hoping the joke would be taken well, and by the sound of her laughter on the other end of the line, it had gone down just fine.

“As long as you bring a coffee from down the road on your way, because someone woke me up at 3 this morning.”

You winced and nodded, “I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be, I can’t wait to see you.” She admitted and you have to admit that you couldn’t refrain from punching your fist to the sky briefly before replying.

“Me neither, see you in a couple of hours.”

“Remember the coffee.” “Will do.” You nodded, hanging up the call and bouncing up and down on the spot before immediately stopping once you realised it was only making you feel more hungover.

However, you knew exactly what you needed to feel better, and you were getting to see her in only a few hours.

#uswnt imagine #uswnt imagines #uswnt x reader #uswnt x you #USWNT #woso imagine #woso imagines #WLW #wlw imagines #wlw imagine #wlw x reader #alex morgan x reader #alex morgan x you #alex morgan imagine #50 #100 #250 #500

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wonder-kid-pugh · 4 years

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World Champions - (Rose Lavelle x reader)

For this one the reader is a male so sorry about it but I kinda need it for it to be a guy for this because he's going to be on the French Men's National Team

Y/n's Pov

I fix my cap on my head as I walk through the streets trying not to be recognised which is even harder now with the women's world cup on in France. And it's not hard to pick them out as there are fans carrying their countries flags and where their home colours. I smile when I see a French jersey walking the streets.

I smile when I see a bunch of kids playing with a ball. One kid had the ball and started juggling it and tried to do an around the world but loses the ball as it rolls towards me. I smile as I stop the ball and start juggling it while walking back toward the group of kids. I kick the ball up and balance it on my back. While I'm hunched over I take off my sunglasses as I hold out my hand to shake one of the boys hands. The boy gasps as he jumps up and down before shaking my hand. They start speaking in rapid french as I laugh and talk to them for a bit. I take a few quick pictures before I'm on my way again.

I walk down the street to my original destination my favourite ice cream parlor. The shop was a small quiet one that kinda hidden on a side street that I stumbled soon one day and have been coming to since. To come here you would either have to know where your going or you just happened to stumble across the place.

When I walk in I see a group ahead of me having trouble ordering. The owners are friendly with me seeing as I'm a regular here. "Salut Pierre, tu as besoin d'aide?" (This came from google translate so sorry if this isn't correct. Hi Pierre, do you need some help?"). "Ce serait super merci Y/n" Pierre nods (That would be great thank you Y/n). I turn back to the group but I freeze when I realise who I'm talking to.

"Sorry we were here first" the defender says as she narrows her eyes at me. I shake my head and smile at them, "No no no. It's not like that. Pierre doesn't speak English so I was just wondering if he needed help with your order as I guess none of you speak French". The small red head blushes, "Oh sorry". "Would you mind ordering for us. Our french isn't the greatest" one of the blondes speak up. I smile, "Of course what are you having?". They all tell me their orders and then I turn to Pierre, "Puis-je obtenir un chocolat, une fraise, un citron, un oreo, une route rocheuse et mon habituel s'il vous plaît?" (Can i get one chocolate, one strawberry, one lemon, one oreo, one rocky road and my usual please?") Pierre nods and tells me they'll be done in a minute and they'll be dropped down to the table.

"Merci beaucoup" I thank him before turning to the girls, "they'll bring them to the table in a bit". They nod as they follow me to a booth and sit down. "Thanks for helping us. I don't think we ever would have been able to order if it wasn't for you" the brown haired midfielder smiles. "You know I would have thought you would have been fine seeing as one of you played for PSG when they were younger" I tease as the blonde blushes, "In my defense it's a bit rusty". "So I take it you know who we are so?" The freckles defender asks from beside me. I chuckle, "Well I mean who doesn't know one of the best teams in the world".

"We never got your name" someone asks. It's then I realise I never took off my hat and sunglasses. When I pull them off I can see all their mouths drop open causing me to laugh, "I'm guess you know who I am as well it seems". "Your Y/n L/n! Of course we know who you are!" Sonnett exclaims. "And your Emily Sonnett, Lindsey Horan, Kelley O'Hara, Mallory Pugh and Rose Lavelle of the US women's National Team" I answer. "You watch womens soccer?" Rose asks. "Of course I do. I always watch your games. You have some of the best players in the world on your team" I smile looking directly at her which causes her to blush and look down slightly.

Before anyone else can speak Pierre comes with a tray with our ice-cream and hands them out while he passes me my big sundae. Sonnett's eyes go big, "What is that?!" I smirk, "One of the greatest things you will ever taste". "Can I try some?" Rose asks shyly. "Sorry World Champions only" I tease, "maybe if you win the world cup then I'll share". "Yeah Rose world champions only" as Kelley swipes some of my sundae before I can stop her. I laugh as I fist bump Kelley as Rose pouts but I slide the bowl toward her as she tries some of mine. Rose smiles happily at me while taking some of mine.

I continue to talk to the girls about the world cup and everything else until we're eventually done our ice cream which was finished a lot quicker due to Rose stealing mine. Right before we leave I walk up to Pierre and pay for everyone. "You didn't have to do that you know? We could have paid" Rose smiles. I shrug, "You can pay me back when you finally get equal pay". Kelley snorts, "That may be a long time".

I shake my head, "Honestly it's ridiculous but I don't think you should be getting equal pay-". Before I can finish Kelley interrupts me trying to size me up but it doesn't work as I kinda tower over her, "What did you say?" I laugh, "You didn't let me finish! I don't think you should he getting equal pay with the men's teams when you are clear better than them. I think you should he getting paid more. Like they didn't even qualify for the world cup, which you have won 3 times already". "About to be 4!" Mal shouts as Lindsey and Sonnett join in. Once again Kelley's face turns pink, "Sorry...again". I shake my head, "It's fine. I understand where your coming from".

Kelley smiles at me before she runs ahead and jumps on Mal's back leaving me to walk behind them with Rose. "This is your first world cup yes?" I ask as we walk. Rose nods but I can still her bite the corner of her lip, "Yeah. I just hope everything goes okay". "Well from what I've seen your one of the best midfielders in the game so I don't think you have anything to worry about" I say as I nudge her shoulder slightly. I can see a slight pink tint come to her cheeks, "Well unless you face France that is". She nudges me as I laugh loudly which causes the ones in front of look back at us.

For the rest of the walk I learn more about the American midfielder and she is extremely excited when I tell her about my little husky Bella. Sadly we reach their hotel which mean going our separate ways, "Well this is us". I nod, "Well if I don't see you again. I wish you the best of luck with your games and the equal pay". Mal smiles at me, "Thanks Y/n. We should meet up again if you have time so we can pay you back for the ice cream". "Your fine consider it a thank you for all your doing to impact women's soccer" I shrug. "Will you be coming to any of the games?" Emily asks as I catch her giving Rose a quick look. Rose elbows her as I laugh, "I will definitely try to come to some of your matches".

The rest of them smile before saying a quick goodbye and heading inside which leave Rose and myself alone. "I don't think they're very subtle are they?" I ask as I motion to them trying to hide as they watch us. Rose sighs and shakes her head, "Not at all". "Well I hope this isn't the last time we meet. I enjoyed talking to you" I smile down at her. She blushes crimson, "Yeah it was fun". I think for a moment before chancing it as I gently take her phone out of her hand, "Well how about if you ever want to explore France you can give me a call and I'll be your tour guide" I say as I type my number into her phone. Rose laughs and nods, "You'll be my first call".

I smile as I kiss both of her cheeks which causes her face to go completely red as I chuckle, "Jusqu'à la prochaine fois ma belle fleur".(Until next time my beautiful flower). She tilts her head at me, "What does that mean?" I shrug and smile, "Can't remember. Au revoir Rose". And with that I walk home leaving her flustered behind me.

XXX

I sigh but clap as the referee blows his whistle signalling the end of the match which ends in the US favour. Although I'm happy they won it was bittersweet seeing as they were after knocking out France of the running. I find myself on the pitch consoling some of the players. "Pas de veine. vous avez bien joué, vous méritez d'être allé plus loin" I say to Henry. (hard luck. you played great you deserve to have gone further). She nods glumly before walking off to talk to her teammates. My eyes trail to the American side watching them celebrate their well earned victory. My eyes land on a certain midfielder who's jumping up and down celebrating with her teammates.

I start to walk over but I decide against it and let her celebrate the win. I walk toward the tunnel when someone calls my name. I turn to see Kelley running up to me with a big smile plastered on her face. "Hey Kelley. Great game". She smirks at me while raising an eyebrow at me, "Are you that upset we knocked out France that you left the pitch instead of talking to us?" I toss my head back and laughs, "I thought I would let you celebrate the win instead of bothering you guys". "Well I don't think Rose would mind you bothering her" she teases as she wiggles her eyebrows at me. I cough as I try to hide my blush when I hear the clitter clatter of cleats walking towards us.

I look down the tunnel to see the team walking towards us. When Rose spots me she jogs up to us and hugs me, "I didn't know you were coming today!" "Well I said I would come to some of your matches didn't I? You played great by the way" I compliment. Again her cheeks tint pink while everyone smirks at us, "Thanks". "You mad we knocked out France?" Emily teases as she pokes my cheek. I roll my eyes as everyone laughs, "I'm sad they didn't get farther but I'm happy that they lost to you guys".

"Does that mean you'll buy us more ice cream?" Mal jokes. I snort, "Come back to me when your World champions and I'll see". "Well I want the one you got last time" Rose smiles. "Do you not remember? That's for world champions only. You gotta win first" I tease. "Yeah Rose have to be apart of the world champions club" Kelley teases as she wraps an arm around Alex. "Fine but that means you have to be there watching when we get to the final" Rose grins.

I shrug, "Okay but I'll need to get a jersey so everyone knows who I'm supporting". "You should wear your favourite players jersey" Lindsey smirks. "Maybe I will. I already have someone in mind" I smile. "Who would that be now?" Rose asks a smile gracing her face.

"Tobin Heath of course" I smile cheekily. Rose pouts while everyone laughs and I high five Heath. Everyone starts to walk to their dressing room which leaves us alone again while she still pouts at me, "Are you seriously going to wear her jersey?" "Well I mean she is an unreal player AND she's a world champion". She shoves me as I burst out laughing, "Your mean". "I'm joking! I'm joking! I'll probably wear number 16's jersey. She's been on fire recently" I say once my laughter ceases. "Yeah I hear shes a pretty good player" Rose smiles. "I guess I better go find one of her jerseys then" I grin.

We stand there for a bit longer and I laugh as I can hear the shouts coming from the girls locker room, "I better let you get back to your teammates". "Yeah before someone comes looking for me" she nods. "Au revoir ma belle fleur" I whisper as I kiss both her cheeks again. I smile as her face heats up again and groans, "What does that mean?" I shrug before I start walking away down the tunnel.

"Win a world cup and I'll tell you"

"Your insufferable!"

XXX

I was up on the feet as Rose scored the second goal of the match against the Netherlands. The stadium was deafening as all the US supporters were on their feet celebrating. I watched as Rose was swarmed in hugs on the field before she runs to the bench and hugs her teammates. As they jog back to their half I see her look around before she lands on me and smiles seeing me on my feet clapping.

The rest of the game passes by slowly as the Dutch doesn't give in and keep playing. But it seems that Roses goal solidified their victory as finally the final whistle blows. The sub rush the bench as the stadium is in up roar as the US become back to back World champion's.

I smile as I can see some of the girls start to cry as they celebrate their victory. As the stage is being built the girls go celebrate with their families in the stands. I was surprised to see Rose jogging over to me as I catch her in a hug. "Congrats Rose I knew you would win!" I shout over the crowd. "Now you and Kelley can stop teasing me about not being a world champion" she tells me. I laugh, "Welcome to the club champ". She's about to say something but she's being called away by the girls. "Go join your team ma belle fleur" I tell her. She sighs and looks back at the girls, "I expect to see you at the party later as well. I'll tell them to let you in". "I'll be there" I smile.

She grins before she runs back over to the girls celebrating their world cup win.

XXX

I walk into the party a bit awkward seeing as I don't really know anyone here. "Y/n!" I turn and see Lindsey and Emily have spotted me and had already had a few drinks in them. "Hey guys" I laugh as Lindsey stumbles towards me with Emily close behind, you okay there?" "Never better! We're world champions!" Emily cheers sloshing her drink a bit.

"Any ideas where Rose is?" I ask. They both start giggling excessively as they both turn and walk from where they came from, "Rose!! Lover boy is looking for you". I scoff as I can feel my face heat up as I spot Rose talking at the bar with Mal. The whole bar pretty much turns to look at me as Lindsey and Emily start pushing me towards Rose. Mal waves at me before dragging the two blondes away leaving me with Rose who's still laughing at my expense. "Yeah yeah two of your best friends just embarrassed me infront of the whole bar. Laugh it up" I roll my eyes as she eventually stops.

"Well you clearly haven't see the news yet then" she giggles. I look at her confused before she pulls out her phone and shows me an article of us two hugging as the article talks about how the two of us are dating because I was wearing her jersey. "Well then. They got that done quick" I sigh as I run a hair through my hair. "Does that mean you'll buy me my ice cream tomorrow boyfriend?" She teases as she takes another drink. "If you remember that tomorrow then sure" I laugh as I get my own drink.

"So how is it feeling to be a world champion?" I ask. "Great you want to know why?" She smirks. "Okay I'll bite why?" I ask. "Well it's great being a world champion, but you know what's even better? Being a world champion who scored in the world cup final. Not that you would know" she says grinning in my face. "Oh okay then. I admit defeat. "You are clearly the superior player" I smile. "Now your getting it" she laughs.

For the rest of the night is spent dancing and a lot of drink as well as singing 4 stars. For a short while we were able to slip away into a corner under a bunch of fairy lights. "Well seeing as your my boyfriend now. Does that mean you would like to come to the ESPY's with me?" She asks as she looks up at me. I smile down at her, "I will on one condition". "What is that?" She asks. "This" I cup her face and bring my lips to hers.

When we break apart we were both breathless. "Woah" I breath out which causes her to giggle, "Not a bad way to end a great day".

"Who said it had to end ma belle fleur?"

Okay I'm sorry if this isn't really great. I had this for a while and every time I tried to write it, it was a bit eh so this is the best I could come up with. But it's longer than usual ones! I hope you liked it!!

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waddinghamhannah · 4 years

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I was tagged by @castyel. Thank you so much Jenny!

Side note: This took forever and I literally wanted to cry when I started running out of songs that started with the letter s but it was fun!! Also like I didn’t read that you had to spell out your url at first. I honestly thought you had to pick songs relating to it so I was going to look for the creepiest sounding songs I could find and also ones that related to it in a roundabout way. A few of those songs actually made it: Shadows and Electric Daisy Violin where on that list.

10 songs I've been listening to lately:

Levitating- Dua Lipa (feat. DaBaby)

New Rules- Workout Remix (Extended version)

Pretty Girl- Workout Remix (Extended version)

It’s a fine day- Miss Jane (ATB Original Clubb Mix)

10000 Hours- Workout Remix (Extended version)

Try Everything- Shakira (Zootopia)

Fight Song- Rachel Platten

Prism- Lindsey Stirling

99 Luftballons- Nena

Hey Na Na- Katie Herzig

My url in song titles:

Shadows- Lindsey Stirling

Hello- Martin Solveig & Dragonette

All of me- John Legend and Lindsey Stirling

Dynamite- BTS

Oh no! - Marina

What a girl wants- Christina Aguilera

Set it all free- Scarlett Johansson (Sing)

Waterloo- ABBA

Electric Daisy Violin- Lindsey Stirling

Ain't it fun- Paramore

Voulez vous- ABBA

Ever ever after- Carrie Underwood

Rain on me- Ariana Grande and Lady Gaga

Shatter me- Lizzy Hale and Lindsey Stirling

Tagging: @mishha, @ohmyralphmacchio, @benoitblanc, @cherry-magic, @ourteeth, @samuelswinchester, @plutou, @lyraspans, @sailors-moon, @thursdaysangel, @fiercedean, @spencershawns, @pateldevs, @brucewyane, & whoever wants to do this. No pressure as always. ❤️

#about me #tagging games #text

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13uswntimagines · 4 years

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Leave the Cooking to Me (Sam x Rose x Reader)

Request: Sam x rose x reader. Where R was a part time chef so she’s always cooking their meals and the team is jealous of the good food

Author’s Note: Special Thanks to @literaryhedgehog. We had way too much fun doing this one and spent way too much time looking up random food things. Gotta say that we are both a sucker for writing for Sam.

Sam and Rose were lucky and they would tell that to anyone who would listen to them. You weren’t just the sweetest human being they had ever met, or the most thoughtful. You were all of those things, and you knew how to cook. Not just recreationally either. You were the full fledged winner of Top Chef season 19, and the Sous chef at one of the hottest restaurants in Washington D.C.

“How can you make such good food dressed like that?” Sam asked, leaning over the island and resting her chin on her hand.

“What do you mean?” You raised your eyebrows at the woman, continuing to run your knife along the onion without looking at it.

“Don’t all of your skills come from your chefs coat?” Rose asked, sliding up beside you, her hand trailing under the back of your shirt. You shivered at the cold hand touching your skin.

“I’m not Iron Man. I can function without an outfit,” you said, rolling your eyes, as you grabbed an egg. You happened to like wearing an oversized pajama shirt and short-shorts while cooking. You never felt bad about spilling anything on them, since you didn’t exactly wear them in public. “Sam, since your hands aren’t literal icicles-” Rose stuck her tongue out at you playfully “- can you hold this and warm it up to room temperature while Rose helps me hold the pastry?”

“Ohhh what kind of pastry? Why is that filling purple?” Rose squealed. You knew how much she loved when you baked for them (especially considering those croissants you made them for special occasions). She pulled the bowl closer to her, and scrunched her nose when she saw the contents.

You may have had a good track record, but that color was crazy.

“It’s Spanakopita, but we’re going to experiment just a little bit. If you don’t like it you have to eat it anyway,” You shrugged, rolling out the dough onto a cutting board, and positioning Rose’s hands right where you wanted them.

“If you make it, we’re going to like it.” Sam snorted, and Rose raised her eyebrow at her.

You bit you lip, wilting just slightly. “I just got inspired, cause the beats are going to look so good in the risotto for the Arancini,”

“If it’s anything like that curry you made last time you got inspired, I think we’ll be ok,” Sam said, kissing your neck with a grin while you worked. You squeaked a little and jumped, hip-checking her to keep her away from accidentally touching the food.

“It’s just a shame Valentine’s day already happened,” Rose said, looking at the three bowls of filling in their various places on the counter or in the fridge, “Pink, red, and purple dishes would have made great themed appetizers for your restaurant!”

You snorted and shook your head. “I wish, we could do anything this interesting.” The arancini, maybe. The other two would probably be avoided like the plague for fear of any garlic or other lingering spices. “People are too bougie to enjoy the simple things like strangely colored foods.”

“Good thing we’re not!” Sam smiled broadly, stealing a piece of orange-colored pork from the bowl to your right.

“Yeah, we get all the sass and none of the class,” Rose giggled, barely avoiding your slap at her hand as she also stole a piece of pork.

Just then you heard singing from the couch. “We are family,” Sam stuffed the piece of pork in her mouth and jumped up to grab her phone from where it was wedged between the cushions. “I’ve got all my sisters and me.”

“Tha’s Kwsten,” She spoke through her mouthful then swallowed. Do you mind if I go take this?”

“Go for it, we’re about to stick this stuff in the oven anyway,” You nodded, giggling when she tripped over a chair on her way to grab the phone. “Make sure you swallow before you answer,”

“Took you long enough. What were you doing, trying to find your pants?” Kristie’s voice rang through your apartment the second Sam answered the call. You smiled when your girlfriend’s cheeks turned a light shade of pink.

“No, Y/n is cooking. She’s so good with her hands Kris, it’s not fair,” Sam said shaking her head.

Kristie snorted, wiggling her eyebrows at the woman. “I’m sure she is,”

“Stop trying to turn everything I say into a euphemism.” Sam groaned, sending a glare at Rose who was cackling like a madwoman.

“But you make it sooo easy,” Kristie teased, “I mean what was it you said last time, ‘she kneads aggressively?’”

“Bread, Kris. She was making bread. And you’re supposed to do-I mean knead it aggressively, that’s how gluten develops.”

“Stop trying to explain it babe,” Rose sang, her voice bubbling with suppressed laughter.

“You’re just making it worse,” You nodded along.

“You know, I’m not this mean to you when Emily and Lindsey pull this shit with you. I was even sympathetic with the Sketchers thing,” Sam pouted.

“We agreed to never mention that again,” Rose said menacingly, but Sam was distracted as you handed her a plate with the Spanakopita.

Sam’s pout melted off her face at the sight of the plate. “Ooo goodies. Thanks babe,”

You kissed her cheek and waved to her sister on the phone before heading back to the kitchen to finish the next set.

“What is that?”

“Just course one of the amazing appetizers lunch my wonderful girlfriend is making for me.” Sam bit in and rolled her eyes at the taste, holding up the other half of the Spanakopita so she could see the gorgeous and delicious purple filling.

“For both of you Sammy. Don’t leave Rosie out, that’s mean,” You called out, your tongue poking between your teeth as you stirred the pot on the stove.

In the background of Kristie’s call, Sam could see other teammates gathering around the phone to see her food. She stood and walked back to the kitchen, turning the facetime camera around so they could see the two trays out of the oven and then you stirring at the stove. You waved your spoon but stayed focused. The rice was just at the point when it was most likely to burn and you needed to make sure the texture didn’t go from delicious to goopy. Risotto wasn’t for the faint of heart.

“Look at how fluffy this Bao is!” Sam said, slowly tearing one of the dumplings in half in front of the camera. Sisterly torture went both ways- her sister may turn half of what Sam said into sex jokes, but Sam could rub the delicious food in Kristie’s face.

“Why is it so orange?” Emily asked, piping in from behind the older Mewis sister.

“Some awesome Indonesian spices that Y/n thought would be good,” Sam said, taking a huge bite out of the bun.

“Tamarind and Turmeric in the mix,” you called out from behind her.

“It’s not fair that your girlfriend is a literal chef who enjoys cooking in the weekend,” Emily whined, followed shortly by a “shut up Sonnett” from Lindsey and a thump.

“Experimenting apparently,” Rose said, mischievously.

“Not helping dear. Anyway, what were you calling about Kris?” Sam said pointedly.

“We just wanted to know what you eta for camp was?” Kristie asked.

“Um, the flight leaves tomorrow at what time was it again Rose? 8 am?”

“Try 4:30 am Sam,” You rolled your eyes. It was going to suck, but you were going to make sure to pack some tasty overnight oats so no one was grumpy on the plane.

“Ugh. That’s bullshit. Anyway, takeoff at god-awful early in the morning, and then we’ll see you when we land!” Sam said. She hung up the phone and moved back towards the counter.

“Don’t worry babe, I’ll schedule the flight next time,” You leaned up to kiss her cheek. “Now how bout you help me roll some balls?”

*****

“I don’t know what we did wrong this time?” Kelley said, poking the overly pale cinnamon rolls that had just come out of the oven. Then she turned the roll over to see a crisp black scorch on the base. “It looks like we took them out just in time though?”

“They’re pale on the top and burnt in the bottom,” Rose whined, tapping the middle of one of the rolls experimentally.

“Kind of line you Rose,” Sam laughed, patting her shorter girlfriend on the back.

“Haha, at least they’re not hockey pucks like the last batch,” Rose grumbled.

How they had let their teammates talk them into this, she didn’t know. What she did know was that cooking with you was way more fun than doing it with this bunch. At least with you everything turned out tasty in the end. And if she accidentally messed something up you always knew how to fix it.

“Stop that,” Kelley swatted Alex’s hand away from the bowl of icing. “That’s unsanitary. Let us drizzle it on the rolls first and then you can clean the bowl.”

“But then what are we gonna do with this caramel you insisted I stir?” Emily asked, looking up from the pot in front of her.

“It’s for the next batch. You put it in the bottom before you bake,” Sam answered, beginning to roll out the next set of cinnamon rolls.

“And technically, we didn’t insist you do anything Sonnet. We mentioned our idea to make caramel for the cinnamon rolls and you jumped up and said “I volunteer as tribute”” Rose grumbled. “You didn’t even let us suggest a recipe.”

“Which considering the success of the other recipes you picked, might have been a good idea,” Emily said, frowning slightly at the bubbling mixture in front of her. She was stirring but the bubbles weren’t going away like they did with pasta. Maybe because it was thicker? She stirred faster to compensate.

“Hey guys, what are you-... oh shit,” You raced over to the stove, nearly barreling into Emily as you grabbed the practically overflowing pot of molten sugar and moved it off the heat, praying you had gotten to it before it was too late. You really didn’t want to have to explain to the trainers why you and Emily had third-degree burns if the pot exploded.

You spun towards the group of older players, glaring at them. “Who let the child do the most dangerous job?”

“Dangerous?!?” Kelley and Rose sputtered. Sam just blinked at you

You shook your head and pinched the space between your eyes. “If it crystallizes and you don’t take it off the heat it can explode. You don’t stir sugar,”

“Oh. Well. At least there’s still icing?” Sam grabbed one of the better rolls and gave it a hearty helping of icing before handing it to you.

“What did you use, because Alex is vegan and she’s been eating it?” You narrowed your eyes at the offered plate, glancing sideways at a set of very pale rolls and a set that were very burnt and flat.

“Flaxseed and applesauce instead of eggs and oat milk instead of milk. And margarine instead of butter.” Kelley said, automatically. She and her fiance had been making vegan substitutes for a while now, and while they might not have been traditional cinnamon roll ingredients, she knew the measurements by heart, so that’s what they had used.

You bit your lip and squinted your eyes as you reached out and swiped a bit of frosting from on top of the bun and put it into your mouth.

You gulped when the salty substance hit your tongue, trying and failing to conceal your wince after the flavor. Your girlfriends were a lot of things, but apparently good cooks wasn’t on that list. “Hey, what container was the powdered sugar that you used for this in?”

“Um, this one?” Kelley said, sliding you a container.

Your eyes widened at the blue-lidded container. You had been experimenting for a new dish at the restaurant and had gotten a hold of some micro powder salt flour for it. You thought it would give the new cracker-jack-themed desert a better taste, and help to balance out all the sugar from the Caramel ice cream.

“That’s not sugar,” you said weakly.

Alex dipped her finger into the bowl and tasted it, gagging. “It’s salty!”

Sam frowned down at the plate in her hand. She hadn’t wanted to do this, to begin with, but the team had insisted. Assured her they knew what they were doing and that you would love the surprise. Instead, Emily had almost burnt down your kitchen and everything was a mess.

“Is none of it alright,” Rose asked softly from behind you, her lip jutting out.

You scanned the kitchen, looking from the still ominously bubbling ooze on the stove, to the cinnamon rolls so undercooked you could catch salmonella from them to the icing, then finally to a glass on the counter. You grabbed it and took a large swig of vanilla oat milk.

“Your milk tastes great!” you said enthusiastically, as the others started laughing.

Sam and Rose just wilted further. You sighed, wrapping your arm around your taller girlfriend and holding your hand out to Rose. “It’s the thought that counts guys. And I love the thought,”

“That’s what your parents tell you when you give them shitty presents so you don’t feel bad,” Rose grumbled, and Sam nodded.

You sighed, unable to keep your lips from tipping up in a smile. It was just. It was so bad it was funny. “Maybe next time start with something a little easier? I’d love some scrambled eggs and toast!”

Sam sighed. “You hate eggs,”

You laughed again. “But I love you, even if you two can’t cook,”

You leaned up to kiss under Sam’s chin and over to Rose’s cheek. You loved them and would remind them that their skills were on the field. They should leave the kitchen stuff to you.

#uswnt imagine #uswnt imagines #uswnt x reader #sam mewis imagine #sam mewis x reader #rose lavelle x reader #rose lavelle imagine #sam x rose x reader #literalhedgehog

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drowning-in-cacophony · 4 years

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@fire-flakes tagged me (thank you! this was pretty fun!) for the spell your username with song titles. whoa, this was a long list. It’s times like this I wish I picked a shorter URL. Or one with better letters? yeah. but I just picked random songs I found in my general playlist (so stuff I tend to listen to when I’m not writing)

d - drown (aviva)

r - ricochet (starset)

o - out of time (hidden citizens ft erin mccarley)

w - watercolors (machineheart)

n - never gone (said the sky ft kerli)

i - irresistible (fall out boy)

n - night vision (lindsey stirling)

g - graves (echos)

i - into you (ariana grande)

n - no matter what they say (svrcina)

c - crashing (illenium ft bahari)

a - aquarius (xan griffin)

c - chasing ghosts (against the current)

o - outlaws (au/ra)

p - palace (hayley kiyoko)

h - heroes never die (unsecret)

o - one day (hans zimmer)

y - young god (halsey)

everyone I’d tag has already done it so... if you see this and you haven’t done it but you want to, consider yourself tagged!

#tag game

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the-fiction-witch · 5 years

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Apologies P4

REAL LIFE: COUPLE: TBS X READER RATING: SWEET

I didn't want to go... All alone. I didn't have anyone who was going, I didn't have a date, I didn't want to go to prom. But my parents insisted and bought me a beautiful 50's dress, I put it on, did my hair and some mild make up and... For once I felt, beautiful. For once I felt, confident in how I looked. I got to the school, sitting on a chair close by the window alone, watching people dance in suits and dresses everyone having alot of fun. I didn't dance, not once. I was sitting with the one lemonade I got from the bar area and was fiddling with my phone toying with the idea of texting my family to them to pick me up "Hey" a voice smiled I looked up and it was Thomas and Dan, Dan of course cuddling close with mark "come on Y/n don't you wanna dance?" "No thanks you guys go" I told them so Dan and mark smiled heading back to the dance floor close by the stage "Can I sit with you?" Thomas asked "Sure" I shrug and he sat down "go on, tell me how awful I look, tell me how this dress makes me look fat, how ugly I look tonight" "You look really beautiful Y/n" "Yeah I look- what?" "You really do look beautiful Tonight Y/n" he smiled "Thanks Thomas" I smiled "you look nice" "Cheers, I wanted to talk to you?" "About what?" "You've skipped alot of school, been even more hiding away then usual... Did I do something?" "It wasn't you Thomas" "What happened Y/n?" "I don't want to talk about it" "Okay, hey want a little sugar in your lemonade?" He asked getting a flask out his inside pocket "We're at school! Teachers are here!" "Sssshhh our little secret Y/n" he winked pouring a little into my drink and a little into his own cola it didn't affect the colour of mine or his drink so it must have been vodka I laughed taking my glass and he took his own clicking it on mine and having a gulp of his glass "whoa... Umm that's strong" he laughs "I'm sure it's not that-" I began as I took a sip it hit the back of my throat like a punch taking all the air out of me making me cough "where did you get that?" 'pound shop, ooohh that's rough" he complained "want mine?" "You want mine?" "Shall we deposit this in a local sink?" "Hell yeah" I nodded as we got our stuff and went around to find a bathroom well a bathroom not filled with people having sex on prom night eventually we found one in the art block tipping our glasses and his flask down the pain covered sink he did have some non pound stone vodka in his bag so he refilled his flask we both left our glasses there having a wonder around the dark school corridors "Oooooohhhh.... Spoooooooookky" he laughs "Shut up Thomas" I laughed taking a swig from his flask before we started racing around the dark halls and corridors we had spend so long in so long we didn't need the lights as we knew where we where going and the occasional glow in the dark fire exit signs keeping us on track until somehow we needed up on the stairs for the pe changing rooms, where people left there football boots and knocked mud of trainers looking out across the school feild and up to the stary sky with a bright moon, the noise could barely be heard of the music in the main hall as we shared sips "Y/n, why have you been so out of it lately?" "It's a long story" "You really wanna go back in there for a while?" "True... I don't Thomas I just, needed time away, I honestly debated coming back at all" "Why?" "Because... I didn't want to be put in the situation again, with Daniel" "With Daniel, why what happened?" "I don't wanna talk about it Thomas" I sighed "What did he say?" "He didn't really say anything" "Did he... Punch you? Beat you up kinda thing?" "You could call it that" "Y/n, he... He didn't.... Did he?" "I'm not a fucking mind reader Thomas I don't know what you mean" I sighed "I don't want to say it but... Nod if I'm getting the letters right. R?" He asked and I nodded "A?" He asked and I nodded "oohh Y/n" he said hugging me tightly I felt nice to hug him it felt safe, strange that I felt safe in the arms of someone who made my life so terrible "you give the word, he's dead" he reassured "It's okay really" I said pushing him away slightly having another sip from the flask and so did he "Thomas... Tell me the truth, why did you decide to be a dick to me?" "Y/n..." He began "No Thomas! I want a fucking answer... Don't you think after all these years I deserve a fucking answer" "I know you do, and I wish I could tell you... But I swear this is the truth" he says "I don't know why I did, I don't know why I picked on you, I don't know why I did all those things to you" "You broke my ankle, you almost broke my wrist, almost gave me a concussion, called me names and made me feel awful every single day of my life for over eleven years," "I know I did... And I regret what I did, and I am so sorry Y/n" "You think sorry makes up for it?' "Then what will?" "Give me a reason..." "Because... I had to, I was coming from being this little kid at preschool that knowone gave a shit about, I had to crave out a name an identity or I'd be on the chopping block, and when I saw you I guess I just figured you where an easy target, it wasn't going to alienate me if I just made fun of you" "You pushed me to the bottom? So you didn't have to be? But why me?" "Because, you where easy. It's easy when your a kid to make fun of someone different" he says "Well... It's a reason" I sighed "It's not the only reason Y/n" "What's the other one?" "I liked you" "You- you what?" "I liked you, I really did. I don't know the first time I saw you when I hit you with my ball I just... I got butterflies, I thought you where cute, but I hated that I liked you because I knew if the guys found out they'd tear me apart, I hated that I had a crush on you!" He explained "So the easiest way to make sure you'd never want to like me was to be mean to you, and maybe I'd reach myself not to like you anymore... Or maybe even touched myself knowing I was making the girl I liked cry" "What changed? Why aren't you as mean to me as you used to be? You haven't called me manatee in weeks?" "Because, I can't fight it. And I was an idiot for trying to. You like who you like weather it fits into being the cool guy or not I still like you and the more I fought it the more it stuck" he explained "I hated what I was doing to you, when I hit you with that stupid ball I- I cried for weeks so scared I had really hurt you" "You did" "And I'm so so sorry, if I could go back with a time machine Y/n, I'd tell myself not to fight it and to be nice to you" "That's nice of you to say" I smiled "what's your plan after school?" "Why?" He smirked "I meant like after exam results" "Ohh... College" he shrugs "Same" I sighed "I suppose it doesn't really matter it's just more school with less dress code and more alcohol" "Yeah, it's gonna be fun" he smirked "So what are you doing after prom?" I laughed "Home, Dan's going to marks so home alone" he shrugs "what about you? Heading off to some boys place?" "Nope" I laughed "home alone" "Y/n?" He asked "Yeah Thomas?" I asked turning to see him, his tie undone hung loose on his half undone shirt, his suit pants tight to his skin, his Jacket on the stones behind us his golden hair reflecting the moonlight as the starlight danced across his skin he was looking at me with a sweet smile the likes of which I had only ever caught glances off he picked up his jacket giving it a dust before putting it on my shoulders keeping out the chill from around me "Could I walk you home?" "Sure" I smiled so he carefully helped me up as we gathered our things and began walking thought the dark streets even if I was starting to stumble half because of the vodka the other because of my heels "Come on take them off you can't walk in them" he laughs "I outran you in them earlier" I whined "Yeah well its late and we've had a few drinkies so heels off before you break your ankle again" he warns "I won't break it again it's strong" I giggled so he laughs picking me up and sitting me on someone's stone wall between there garden and the path he lifted my leg sweetly un doing my heel and slipping it off then doing the same with the other foot and I couldn't help but laugh "What?" "It's like a reverse Cinderella" I smiled "It kinda is" he laughs helping me up he carried my heels all the way to my door for me as he handed me back my heels and I handed him back his Jacket "Thanks for walking me home Thomas" "Your welcome," "Thanks for... Telling me the truth" "Your welcome" he smiled "Y/n?" He asked "Yeah?" I asked looking up at him he smiled a little blush dusting his cheeks he moved down and gave my lips a gentle kiss I was in shock as he kissed me but within a few seconds he pulled away his smile wide but so was my own "Whoa..." "What?" "Lindsey has just lost her place as the best kiss I've ever had" he smiled "she's second but it's a wide gap" "I'm not sure that's really judging her too fairly, it was just one little kiss" I laughed "I better get more evidence then for my comparison" he smirked kissing me again...

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