#this is so sweet im glad you took it and ty for letting me know!!!

[marlenesluv]

heyy wife its ur southern girl anon <3. what about charles x university of florida cheerleader (lets go gators)

Welcome to The Swamp. (CL)

awe, hii!! <3 i love this idea! i decided to skip the whole launch and jump into just some cute and sweet posts. (this took a bit longer than i expected, agh)

fc: rylee nicole

warnings: j a bit of cussing

masterlist here -> masterlist link

^ check my list for all posts! ^

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y/n.user: post cheer -> jet for race (my jet lag is real)

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yourcheerbsf: the post-cheer glow you get??😩

|> y/n.user: you get it too, babes🫶

fanpage.char: the pic of charles omggg, the glassess

|> user5: they take the cutest pics of each other fr

f1wags: you both look so good, AHHHHH. life is not fair

lilymhe: you look so pretty in blueee

|> y/n.user: ty lily🥹

|> charles_leclerc: but you look even prettier in red ☺️❤️

|> y/n.user: you’re so right, love

danielricciardo: did you guys win the game?

|> y/n.user: yes

|> danielricciardo: DRINKS ON ME TN🦅🇺🇸

|> y/n.user: WOOHOO RAHHH

user19: charles looks like a hot mister peabody

|> user8: HELP HE DOES

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charles_leclerc: my gorgeous gorgeous girl before the race <3

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carlossainz55: what is the second one?

|> charles_leclerc: selfie

|> carlossainz55: hm interesting

y/n.user: awww char🥹❤️

|> charles_leclerc: ❤️❤️

f1.edits: i’m so editing them rn. everyone shut up

wagsoff1: our miss y/n is slaying in monaco 😮‍💨

|> user02: something about monaco makes everyone glow a little bit more

charles.fp: charles, we love you, but your gf is hotter

user10: okayyyy, you guys ate

y/n.4ever: does y/n listen to girl in red?

|> y/nsfans: FRRRRR like pls? why is my cheer mom dating a man that makes cars go vroom vroom

|> y/n.4ever: mhmm! i mean, i can go vroom in my kia…

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y/n.user: my winner in monaco 🇲🇨 congratulations, babe, you deserve it❤️ (plus the one daniel and char took on my phone at dinner…)

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danielricciardo: i talked to charles. i want to go to your next game with you guys PLEASEEE

|> landonorris: i wanna goooo tooooooooo

|> y/n.user: fine, i’ll get tickets

fp.wags: YOU LOOK SO BEAUTIFUL HOLYYYY🥴

charles_leclerc: thank you, ma cherié❤️je t’aime

|> y/n.user: je t’aime❤️

|> user20: im sobbing this is so sweet

gatorsfann1: my cheerleader is out with f1 drivers?

|> f1fanpage: she’s dating charles… PLS NABAHA

|> gatorafann1: since when?

|> f1fanpage: it’s been over a year😭

|> gatorsfann1: oh. they’re cute LOL

|> f1fanpage: SO TRUE

carlossainz55: deserved p1 ✊

|> charles_leclerc: no you didn’t, mate. i did, and i got it 🙄🤥

|> carlossainz55: i meant that you deserved p1. asshole

|> charles_leclerc: oh. well thanks ☺️

|> carlossainz55: yeah you’re welcome whatever 🙄

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charles_leclerc: front row seats to the swamps best cheerleader ☺️❤️

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gatorscheer: a little offended, but we get it

|> ferrarifriends: LMAOOO omggg

y/n.user: you really are a cheerleaders best cheerleader ❤️

|> charles_leclerc: only for you🫶

danielricciardo: this was an experience i didn’t know i needed, but i did need it 🐊

*liked by y/n.user*

swampfp: when i saw charles. daniel, and lando on the tv, i flipped my shit. so glad y/n brought you guys

y/n.fanpage: our cheerleader is looking so cheery and cute

landonorris: i wanna go again

|> oscarpiastri: i wanna go too

|> y/n.user: maybe i should just reserve a bunch of seats💀

|> georgerussell63: yes, yes you should

francisca.cgomes: pierre, y/n said she’ll get us tickets next home game😁🩷

|> pierregasly: okay🩷☺️ can’t wait, thx y/n!!

|> y/n.user: no problem! :)

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y/n.user: char got us a dog?? meet, chomp🥹

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lilymhe: stop. chomp is a sweetheart. i wanna give him a big ‘ole hug🥹

|> y/n.user: you can meet him this week when you guys come over 🤗

|> alex_albon: oh boy. she’s gonna want a dog

ahs.edits: you got a dog. i needed you, and YOU GOT A DOG

*liked by creator*

charles_leclerc: chomp is our best boy🥹🐶

|> y/n.user: yes he is🥹

user09: CHOMP IS SO CUTE

francisca.cgomes: chomp is so adorablee

|> y/n.user: ikr🥹

y/n.char.fp: they got a dog together?? bye, j get married

|> charles.fanpage: lit-er-ally ✊

|> y/n.char.fp: like, we know charles is gonna propose. its just a matter of when

landonorris: chomp looks like he’s gonna chomp my arm

|> y/n.user: 🤷‍♀️

|> landonorris: WDYM 🤷

|> y/n.user: if chomp likes you, then you’ll be fine

|> landonorris: what if he doesn’t like me⁉️⁉️

|> y/n.user: …..🤷‍♀️😬

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[blarshwritezz]

hi if u dont mind i would love a mafia x male spy reader (gn if you ur not comfy with that) so the mafia boss pretends to be the mission partner for the reader just for fun he almist kileed the reader on multiple occasions but the reader misunderstands and thinks that the mafia boss was just helping him albeit in a weird and rather violent way and although reader has a suspicion that his partner (the mafia boss) isnt who he says he is due to skme odd similarities between him and the target of his mission (that being the Mafia boss) and the fact that his partner could easily waltz in notorious criminals manors and party and one day everything just clicks for the reader and they try to escape but the mafia boss knew thus so he kidnapped em and the live happily ever after (idk how to end this so just do what you deem fit ty!!!)

(oh yeah its fine if ur not comfortable or just don't want to make my request im not paying you so you hqbe no obligations to do so remember to take care of yourself <333 /p)

(and if i could could i become 🦀 anon)

Yes! Welcome, 🦀 anon!

Yandere Mafia Boss x Spy Reader

M yan x gn reader (sorry, I prefer to do gn for non-nsfw asks)

TW - general yandere behavior, drugging, implied kidnapping

Your mission was simple, at least on paper. Simply gain intel on a notorious mafia boss. But if it was that easy, you wouldn't have been working at it for so long.

It didn't help that your partner for this mission was...unusual. Not a bad guy, really, just strange. Sometimes you almost thought he was trying to kill you. You'd often catch him staring at you. You even felt his gaze when you swore no one was around.

Not to mention, danger was ever prevalent around him. He always managed to save you, though. But his face did often look rather annoyed...you just assumed he was one of those people with a really bad rbf.

But it was also suspicious how he was able to so easily and casually waltz into the homes or parties of very high-profile people. People you'd never be able to get near without months of careful planning. Maybe he just had good connections?

But all these coincidences were getting a bit too...convenient. If you needed to get in somewhere, he got you in the front gate. If you needed something, he miraculously had it only a day or two after at the latest.

And worst of all, you still haven't managed to track down this damn mafia boss! It didn't help that nobody knew what he looked like.

"Maybe he's right under your nose." His deep voice startled you out of your thoughts. His arm was wrapped around your shoulder, holding you close. Despite his cold exterior, he was pretty touchy and clingy. But...sort of sweet. You were glad to have met him, even if this mission was looking like a bust.

"But where? Where haven't we checked?"

"Well, our organization may be high security, but not impossible to infiltrate for a man like that." Was he implying that one of your own coworkers could be your target? Impossible!

But...now it all seemed to come together. Those coincidences...weren't just coincidences. He really has been right under your nose this whole time.

No wonder he could go wherever he wanted and get anything he desired. He had power and influence...more than you thought.

"I-Impossible! Our organization has the highest security possible! I'd know if someone like that could be...beside me..." It was a sad attempt to cover up your newest theory, but also to try and reassure yourself. If this was true, then you weren't as good of a spy as you thought...

You got up, or tried to at least. He kept his grip tight on you.

He knew.

"I can't just let you go now. You know my identity. So I'll just have to keep you as my newest little toy." In seconds his arm lowered to prevent you from moving your arms as he quickly used his other to cover your mouth and nose with a rag.

Chloroform.

"Just sleep...Be a good pet and I'll be sure to reward you very well..." Despite your struggling, sleep soon took you. No one ever heard from you again...no one but him, of course.

I'm sorry, this one feels so rushed and short, I was having a tough time getting inspired 😭

Forgive me, 🦀 anon, for I have failed

[wol-fica]

if you are taking requests can i make a request where the reader and jenna ortega play a video game or watch a movie together and in the middle of the game or movie the reader kisses jenna and they spend the rest of the night together (both are already dating)

YES PLS TY TY MUAH

gonna write like sonic rn

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-𝕊𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥 ℂ𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕜𝕤-

pairings - jennaortega x fem!reader

summary - you spend the night at jenna’s and she decides to make you watch scream 5 with her [fem! reader]

warnings - slight angst, pure fluff, making out, jenna is a softy here, y’all can fight me later ;) not proofread

an - who’s ready for scream 6 btw, 2023 boutta be a lit year ong ong

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Normally when you would spend the night at your girlfriends house, it would be peaceful and full of kisses; that was not the case tonight.

You were not a fan of scary movies, in any form. The last horror movie you watched was The Conjuring and you ended up pissing your pants. So how you ended up seated on the couch about to watch Scream 5 was beyond you.

“Jenna, love, can we not watch this?” You pleaded as your girlfriend proceeded to rent the movie on Amazon Prime.

Now, you weren’t opposed to seeing Jenna on screen, but you really didn’t like seeing her all bloody and dead on screen; from what you knew about Ghostface, he kills a lot.

“Cmon Y/N, it’s just one movie.” She replied whilst sliding back into the comfort of your arms after paying for the movie.

“It’s a scary movie. I don’t like scary!”

Jenna sighed and looked up at you, putting on her best puppy dog eyes. She always knew that if she did that, you would give into anything that she asked of you.

“Pleeeeaaassseeee.” She whined, leaning up to press a soft kiss to the underside of your jaw.

You stared at her, contemplating your response. You could either say yes, and have nightmares for the next few weeks, or say no and get the cold shoulder for eternity. You opted for the first option.

“Fine, but I blame you if I can’t sleep tonight.”

She squealed in excitement and grabbed the remote to press play, bouncing in your lap while she did. The intro to the movie came on and you knew you’d be in for a wild ride.

—time skip—

Wild ride was an understatement for the most part. You had screamed, whined, shed a few tears, and even had to leave the room for a moment at a certain scene.

Currently, you were sat on the couch as the movie was paused on sheriff walking outside. The faint glow of the screen illuminated your blank face as your girlfriend laughed at a video she took of you screaming like a child.

“It was so high-pitched, oh my god!” She wheezed, wiping away a tear of laughter.

“Glad you found my fear amusing.” You snapped, turning away from her.

“Aw baby im sorry.” Jenna said, throwing her phone onto the table so she could give you her full attention.

“Hmph.”

“Y/N I wasn’t trying to make fun of you.” She said, now straddling you to try and see your face.

A funny trait about you was that you were incredibly stubborn. Your sarcasm plus your inability to be bold has strung up your childish behavior of not wanting to give into whatever is throw your way.

“Baby, can you look at me?” Jenna tried again, attempting to turn your face.

You obliged but kept a stern look in your eyes as she smiled warmly at you.

“You know I would never mock you for being afraid of something.” She said softly, twirling a piece of your hair between her fingers.

“I know, but you know that I hate being scared. Let alone seeing you get stabbed like nine times!” You complained, completely forgetting about being mad.

“It wasn’t real sweet cheeks, it’s just a movie.” Jenna cooed, now caressing your face as a way to soothe you.

You whined in defeat, pouting while Jenna just giggled at you. She paused for a moments, leaning in so your noses were touching. The faint smell of her breath hit your senses, filling up your sinus’ with the scent of spear mint.

Soon enough, her lips were on yours as she pushed you into the couch. Your mouths locked together, teeth tugging at lips and tongues forcing into the others mouth. Your little make out session was going smoothly until you heard the sound of a ringtone going off. Jenna pulled away to see that she was getting a call, but before she could answer you took it and hung up.

“Wha-.” You cut Jenna off mid sentence with a kiss.

“I don’t wanna take any chances.”

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[justwearthegoddamncardigan]

Hello:)

so I was looking thru ur pinned post and saw that u wrote for Harry Potter and was wondering if you would do a fic for George Weasley? ( fem reader pls) but basically, I was just kind of thinking of an introverted Gryffindor who loves books and George meets them and they both (very obvious to others) have a crush on each other? Maybe George just asks them for book recs even tho he had no interest in reading before just so he can find a way to talk to the reader? I know you have a lot of fics in the making so take ur time please<3

A HP REQUEST?? This is amazing I'm so excited to be branching out from maze runner again, and I absolutely love this request it's super cute ❤❤. Ty for being so kind and sweet as well :)

Umm :D So I wrote the above ^^^ response as soon as the request came in and now... IT'S BEEN TWO MONTHS IM SO SORRY ANON!! Hope you're still out there to read 😭

It's a love story

George Weasley x fem!reader

I am not British *thumbs up in australian* so prepare either for out-of-place non-british dialogue or cringe attempts to fit into the universe. idk which one it's gonna be so I guess we'll find out

3.1k words

Warnings: language (swearing)

You turn the corner and register a flash of red hair before colliding hard with a body.

"Shit!"

You groan as you sit up, staring around to see your books have been knocked out of your arms and onto the floor.

"Fuck, sorry, listen I've gotta-"

"Weasley!"

You turn in surprise as Filch marches down the corridor, fist raised with an expression of rage on his face.

"Shit," you whisper.

"Yeah," says the person who knocked you over, who you've now found is none other than George Weasley. Of course, the guy you've kinda sorta maybe liked for years is only talking to you after literally bowling you over.

"Here." He points his wand and charms all your books into little palm-sized rectangles, before gathering them up and stuffing them in his pockets. "We've gotta go."

"Where?" you stare around the empty corridor, unable to find a decent hiding spot.

"Follow me." George leads you over to a dusty-looking tapestry and ducks behind it.

"What the-"

"Come on!" he reaches out and grabs your hand, tugging you in.

You stumble through the gap between the tapestry and the wall, practically falling into George's chest.

"Sorry," you mutter, and you're glad it's dark because you can feel your face blushing like crazy.

"I know you're 'round 'ere, Weasley," you hear Filch snarl from outside.

You hear him muttering to himself as his footsteps eventually recede, and you let out a breath. "He's gone."

You turn to push through the tapestry to get out, only to be met with a thin slab of solid stone. "What-"

George winces. "Yeah, once you get in here it closes for about half an hour."

"Half an hour?" you repeat incredulously.

You can barely see his nod in the dark. "I mean, one of them closes for two hours once you get in, so half isn't too bad."

There's beat of silence, before, "Lumos."

The tip of George's wand lights up, illuminating the small space. "Oh, it's you," he says, seemingly on instinct the moment the light appears.

"Pardon?"

He seems to catch himself, shaking his head. "Nevermind, just- Here, sit down."

You sit down on the floor with your legs crossed, heart skipping a beat as your knee brushes against his in the cramped space.

"We're in the same Transfiguration class, aren't we?" asks George.

"Yeah." You're pleasantly surprised by that. You tend to be pretty quiet in class, mostly keeping to yourself.

"You're always the first person to get a new transfiguration successfully. Bird to glass on the first try, right?"

"I- yes," you say, warming at the recognition of the hard work you've always put into Transfiguration.

He nods. "Took me the whole lesson to get that one right. Hey, I never caught your name in class?"

"It's L/n," you say. "Y/n L/n."

"Good to meet ya, Y/n," he grins. "I'm George."

"I know," you can't help but say, smiling slightly.

"Oh, your books." George empties his pockets of your miniaturised books. "Engorgio." He waves his wand over them, changing them back to their normal size.

"Thanks," you say, pulling them towards you and stacking them up.

"You read a lot?"

You smile to yourself, picturing the dozens of books you go through in a term. "Just a bit."

"Sure," says George, eyeing the four novels sitting in front of you now.

Before long, you reach out and push against the tapestry, finding it to be cloth again instead of stone.

"Time to go?" George stands and pushes through, and you follow him into the corridor.

"Finally," you say, stretching before grabbing your books.

"Sorry about earlier," says George with a sheepish smile. "And for trapping you for half an hour."

You shake your head. "It's okay."

He grins at you. "Alright then, see you 'round, Y/n."

You stand still, rooted to the ground as he leaves, waving behind him, and something in you clicks. Oh shit.

⭒----⭒

Any thoughts about George a put aside for the night when you settle down with your book.

The common room late at night is your happy place. Most people are sleeping in the dorms, save for a couple 6th years finishing their assignments.

You tune out their little whisperings as you sit beside the crackling fire, and you can just pretend you're alone in the common room, getting lost in your book.

Before long, you're actually alone, with the remaining people all retreating to their dorms - except for one that you haven't noticed.

George is sitting across the room, barely paying attention to the essay he's meant to be editing. Every so often, he glances up at you without you noticing.

After years of sharing the same Transfig class, something about you has piqued George's interest, though he's always tried to mark it down as pure curiosity.

He can't believe it's taken literally knocking you to the ground to get your attention, and he doesn't understand how he hadn't properly met you before earlier that day. But now, he can't seem to resist the strange pull you have on him.

Get yourself together, you've only met once, idiot. George frowns as he silently berates himself, but he can't help but watch as you repeatedly flick away a strand of hair that keeps falling into your eyes.

Fuck it. Go talk to her.

George stands abruptly, nearly knocking over a goblet in the process.

You, the oblivious centre of all his thoughts for the past few hours, are still just sitting beside the fire, reading your book.

"Hey."

You jerk slightly in surprise, grabbing your book as it starts sliding out of your lap.

"Um, hi. What's up?" you manage to say coolly.

George blanks. He hadn't exactly come in with a plan. He glances down at the assignment he'd been working on; good enough. "Did you finish that work Flitwick gave us?"

"I haven't yet," you say slowly, slightly confused as to why he's here. "I've just gotta write a conclusion and edit the rest."

"I haven't got a clue how to write the damn conclusion," says George, flopping down beside you and complaining about the rigid essay structure.

You realise as he's talking that it's strangely intimate. Earlier, you'd been sitting on the floor with your back leaning on a couch and your knees up, braced against the coffee table.

Now, you're both wedged between said couch and table, and despite the generous space between the two of you, you feel oddly close to him.

"Can I read yours?" he asks, pointing to where your assignment has been sitting since you gave up and decided to just read your book.

"Sure," you say, sliding it to him.

He leans against the couch as he skims your work, fingers tapping absent-mindedly.

"God you write like a professor, Y/n," comments George. "...the fuck are all these words- incandescence?"

"I... read a little," you say with a little smile, cheeks warming at the way your name sounds in his mouth.

He glances up at you. "This is brilliant. So you've just got the conclusion to do?"

You nod, taking back the assignment as he pushes it to you.

You end up staying up way longer than you'd intended, talking to George as the conversation topic quickly strays away from any Charms essays.

By the time you go to your dorms, you haven't even finished your conclusion.

⭒----⭒

"Mate, you're not nearly as subtle as you think you are," says Fred, elbowing his brother.

George elbows him right back. "What're you on about?"

"The staring," says Fred, grin teasing. "It's getting embarrassing. If whatever little crush you've now got starts affecting my reputation, we're gonna have to have a chat about this twin thing."

George rolls his eyes. "Git."

"So..." Fred drags out the word. "Who is it then?"

He jerks his chin towards the group of girls on the other side of the Gryffindor breakfast table, where George had been conspicuously staring at you all morning.

"The one on the left - Y/L/N, she's in our Transfig class."

"Oh!" says Fred, eyes lighting up in understanding. "Oh she's great, I did a project with her once. Quiet type, bookish. Fun, though. Pretty, too," he adds, raising an eyebrow at George.

"Shut it," retorts George. "What should I do then?"

"I don't fuckin' know Georgie, just go talk to her. Ask for book recommendations or something."

"That's... actually a decent idea."

" 'course it is," says Fred. "Anything to get you guys together as fast as possible so I don't have to deal with your lovesick horsecrap."

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A Quidditch game has just finished (Gryffindor victory, of course), and you're avoiding the inevitable party in the common room. You can enjoy parties on a good day, but you're just not feeling it right now.

So you're in the library, wandering around as you wait for dinner.

"Y/n!" You turn to see George doing a weird half-run toward you, not wanting to be yelled at for running in the library.

"Oh, George. Hey."

"I figured you'd be in here," he says.

"You figured...?"

"Well," he raises an eyebrow at you. "Since you read a little."

You huff out a soft laugh, shaking your head. "So why were you looking for me?"

You try to listen as he speaks, but you're immediately distracted by just about everything about him.

His cheeks are flushed red, probably cause he just transitioned from the cold outside to the heated library, and his hair is windswept and slightly wet from melted snowflakes.

He's gotten rid of his Quidditch gear, but it's strange to see him in just the casual clothes students usually wear in the dorms and common room again.

And he's still speaking. Pay attention, Y/n.

"Anyways, I just wanted to find you, cause you know, hobbies... and literature, are really... important. And the Christmas holidays are coming up. So I just wanted to ask if you had any recommendations."

You frown slightly as you remember it's only the start of November, and he barrels on, almost seeming nervous.

"For books, I mean. To read, over the holidays. I don't, uh- come in here very often, so I don't know what's good. You seemed like a good person to ask." He scrubs a hand over the back of his neck as he speaks, giving you a hopeful smile.

"I am," you say with a smirk. You straighten up confidently, banishing any nervousness because books; books you can do.

"Great," says George. "What've you got for me, Y/L/N?"

"Well what kind of books do you like?"

His grin falters. "Um-"

"Fiction, non-fiction, stories, biographies?"

"...stories?"

"Sure." You navigate to another aisle, moving into the more fiction-y section. "Action, ooh- historical, adventure, romance?" You lift an eyebrow at the last one.

"I-" He clears his throat, and you smile slightly to yourself. "Action is good, I think," he says uncertainly.

You scan the shelf currently at your eye level, before picking out a book. "I love this one," you tell him. "Pretty fast paced, which might be good for you. Also, dragons."

"Dragons," he repeats. "Great."

"How many books are you looking for?" you ask.

"Just one, I think. I wanna... get into reading, before the holidays start."

"Sure," you say, holding the book out to him.

It's like sun breaking through, when he smiles in return. "Do you think we could meet up?" he begins. "To talk about the book once I've read it?"

"Yeah, I'd like that," you smile. "And you have to tell me what you like, so I can recommend you the next one."

"Excellent."

⭒----⭒

Ever since giving George that first book you've started seeing him almost every day.

The two of you can be found huddled together in the little nooks around the library, or behind the greenhouses, or down by the lake, talking about books and school and everything in between.

But soon the holidays arrive, and you're saying goodbye to him and the rest of your friends.

Your parents are being forced to travel a lot over Christmas for work, so the first month of the holiday flies by in a whirlwind of tea in the morning with the few remaining students in Hogwarts, long peaceful walks on the grounds, and lots and lots of reading.

You've devoured a row of books in the library by the time Christmas has passed, and you've planned to go through another row, when George materialises in the common room one day, two weeks after Christmas.

"George?" you exclaim, spotting him in the common room.

He turns as he hears your voice, and his face splits into a wide grin. Without hesitation, he runs up to you and pulls you into a hug, lifting you just slightly above the floor.

Your heart swells as his laughter rings in the air, and suddenly everything is complete.

"I missed you so much," you tell him, almost surprised at your own admission. Truth is, Hogwarts is beautiful during Christmas, but it's a little lonely with everyone else having gone home.

George's responding smile is worth the wait though, and he tosses an arm around your shoulder as he leads you out of the common room.

"C'mon, it's a Hogsmeade day. No time to waste!"

⭒----⭒

The two of you settle down at a table in the Three Broomsticks, grabbing Butterbeers as you go.

"Alright then, Weasley. Did you get through the holiday book I got you?"

He smiles. "I did. And you know what I was thinking when I read it?"

"What?"

"Y/n would hate Chaolie, and she'd love Alosia."

You blink in surprise. "I- yeah, those are my exact thoughts on the book."

George smirks. "See? I know you."

"I mean yeah, I loved every chapter Alosia was in; she's my favourite. Typical, I know, everyone likes the side characters, but god, Allo would've been so much better as a main character than fucking Chaolie. G.T.L. is brilliant- we know that, she fits insane arcs and storylines into a single book, but please,-"

George listens, a small smile playing at the corner of his mouth, as you continue rambling animatedly about the book, your hands gesturing enthusiastically as you speak.

"And the cover: gorgeous. You know stories like this can have the silliest cover art if they're not done well, and the choice to go almost muggle-style with a non-moving cover is perfect."

You brush a stray piece of hair away from your face, oblivious to the way George tracks the movement, desperately wanting to reach out and tuck it behind your ear for you.

The bell on the door chimes and you look over George's shoulder to see a bunch of familiar redheads walking in.

"Ah, Y/n," says Fred, floating towards your table. "Lovely to finally see you again after having to hear so much about you over Christmas."

You giggle as George thumps his brother with his book, face turning almost as red as his hair. "Stupid- git."

"This is the Y/n?" says Ron, another one of George's brothers.

His sister joins in too. "Ah, so you're the reason we had to come back early."

"Early?" you repeat, confused.

"Enough," snaps George. "Piss off, all of you," he says, fruitlessly shoving his siblings away from your table.

He groans. "Come on Y/n, we're leaving." He tugs on your hand, and you snort as his family's antics as you down the last sip of Butterbeer and hop off your seat.

"Until we meet again, Y/n." Fred salutes you as you exit, and you laugh as you wave to the rest of the Weasleys.

"Sorry about them," says George, slightly pink in the cheeks.

"Don't worry," you laugh. "It's fine. But what did Ginny mean when- hey!"

You're cut off as George yanks off his scarf and starts wrapping it around your neck and face. "...It's cold out," he explains weakly as you give him a look.

You pin him down with your gaze, and he sighs. "Fine."

He grabs your hand and leads you away from the Three Broomsticks, brushing snow off a park bench before sitting down.

Every memory he's had with you, every moment he's spent falling for you, flashes through his head.

The shy smile you had in your first few days of meeting, which he could only describe as cute, the mischievous glint in your eye when you'd almost recommended him a romance book, your laugh that he's memorised the sound of... damn it, he better not fuck this up.

You sit down beside him, giving him a concerned look.

"Okay, here it is," he says abruptly. "I like you."

You blink, caught off guard.

"You're so- you're bright," he says. "There's this light in you, and it's so fucking bright, and people don't see it. I don't get that. But whatever, they don't matter. I just mean, I've been pretty much blinded by you since we met... well, since I knocked you over running from Filch. I- god, fuck this metaphor. The point is, every time I'm not with you, I'm just wishing that I was. Cause I like you, and I wish- I'd hoped, that maybe you like me back?"

You're still silent, your brain trying to catch up with what your ears are hearing.

But George takes the silence differently. "It- it's okay if you don't. You know, I don't want to pressure you, at all. It's completely-"

"George." You take his hand. "I like you too, so damn much. I was just... I've never done this before. I didn't know if I should ask you out, or confess, or anything."

George lets out an incredulous breath. "Oh. Well then."

He rests his forehead against yours. "Y/n, will you do me the great honour of becoming my girlfriend."

You're smiling so much it almost hurts. "I'd love to," you whisper.

⭒----⭒

It's only on your first date, that you realise; "You know, we've practically be dating this whole time."

"What do you mean?" asks George, digging into his icecream.

"Meeting up, just the two of us. We've been doing it for ages, except we thought it was just book meetings."

The spoon stills halfway to George's mouth. "...fuck."

You snort, "We're both idiots, aren't we."

"Could've saved me so much grief if I'd known we were already dating. It was well shit, overthinking everything over the holidays."

"You mean when you missed me so much you convinced your whole family to come back to school early?"

"Sod off," he replies, nudging your foot and grinning. "You thought it was cute, anyway."

"I did."

There's a beat, before; "Kissing," you say, pointing your spoon at him. "We weren't totally dating, cause we didn't kiss."

"Right," agrees George, nodding. "Speaking of..."

You let out a laugh, setting your icecream down on the table, and then you let him pull you in.

Alosia, Chaolie, and GTL are just silly little details cause I can't help myself. Thank you for tolerating my self-indulgent easter eggs.

Thank you for reading, everyone! Hope you enjoyed my first fic in the HP universe <3

[legacyshenanigans]

Marvolo and Rowans reactions to..Sweet desserts! I want to know if either of these bad boys have a sweet tooth!!

(Also I just want to say, your work is fantastic! I found a lot of your old work, but quickly fell in love with your newer work, and your characters are so well done I genuinely spent over an HOUR on harry potter Wiki trying to figure out where they fit in!! THE CULT GROWS)

First of all, Welcome to The Cult! 🤍💚

And secondly, Thank you so much! Glad you enjoy them. Marvolo is already in the HP universe of course, but not my version of him, obviously 🤣 (I much prefer my version😈) but in regards to Rowan, I've had a fair number of people confused about who he is, or tying to find him on Google thinking he's an actual character from something, and they don't realise he's my completely made up OC, which makes me actually feel pretty nice haha 😊

Anyway! Yeah, sure! I've done a number of posts regarding this before 🤍 Marvolo has a HUGE sweet tooth, and Rowan will eat pretty much eat anything, but does LOVE baked goods. Here's a couple of little scenarios for you.

Marvolo: *eating a pack of those pink cupcakes he loves*

Rowan: *wanders into the office* That goon from another gang is here to see ya.

Marvolo: *quickly hides the cupcakes in his drawer*

Rowan: What are ya doin?

Marvolo: Hiding my cupcakes, obviously.

Rowan: ...Why?

Marvolo: I can't have the likes of HIM seeing me consuming such a cute little confectionery, can I ?! *small frown* Ooooh, here's Marvolo, a powerful dark wizard..Munching on a fucking pink cupcake with rainbow sprinkles...

Rowan: .....Ok, yeah, I see what ya mean.

Marvolo: *wanders into Rowans room, seeing him lay on his bed, surrounded by empty cake and biscuit boxes* What the f-

Rowan: *groans*

Marvolo: Have you eaten half a fucking Bakery?

Rowan: Pretty much..They were getting rid of loads of stuff at the end of the day that they didn't sell but couldn't keep, so I took it all for a decent price before they were about to throw it all out.

Marvolo: ...And ate ALL of it? In ONE sitting?!

Rowan: *groans* Yeah..Now I ain't feelin' good.

Marvolo: Im not surprised. You idiot.

Rowan: Hey, I didn't say it was a GOOD idea.

Marvolo: Well, get up, we've got things to do.

Rowan: Volo, I can barely fuckin' breathe, let alone move. Gimmie like an hour or somethin'

Marvolo: For fuck sake.

~

[sixosix]

HIII OH MY, OH MY GOD. the first shot i read from you was sleight of hand and i was ,, hyperfixating on it .. f-for a w h i l e. AND SAW BITS OF THAWED AND AND AND- i read it. finally. at the perfect time too (bc my life said so). PLSLSLS I JUST- /inhales. i had smth scheduled for tmrw but i chose to binge read thawed til 3:00am. was it worth it? yes. you don’t have to ask. i am happy, i am very happy with that decision six omg i’m.

update: i read all ur lyney drabbles now as well too (casually admitting i’m obsessed), III LOOOVEE YOOURR LYNEYY CHARACTERIZATIONN !! >< I JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW THAT U DID A VV GOOD JOB WRITING HIM (i also wanted to let you know how much of a chokehold ur writing has over me and verbalizing my feelings is so hard bc when i think of smth (you) everything else just seamlessly falls into place as i emphasize my sentences,,,i pray they were tucked in cohesively,,, AH. i appreciate ur works sm !! ty for feeding us !!! OH AND AKAGI’S ARTS HUZZAHH. inspired me sm. . . doodling thawed mc x lyney atm .. I’ll show u when i can !! take care six mwa

U MIGHT DOODLE THAWDD MC AND LYNEY?? oh please u have to share if u actually do it. i am inhaling and exhaling heavily.

first of all thank you so much for taking the time to write this ask!!! you are so sweet 😭😭😭😭🫶 also good luck with what u have scheduled,,,, i cant believe thawed took ur precious sleep wtf. IM SO GLAD U LIKE THE SIXOSIX LYNEY!!! he is a joy to write, especially as someone who just took a risk and thought “what if i write for this guy” !!!!!! hope u have a lovely day!! u take care too <33

[okay-j-hannah]

Hii hannah! I'm bout three months late because i had exams going on, well, I still have exams going on but I decided to not procrastinate and just write this.

Thank you so so much for writing my tenth doctor and rory requests. you don't know how much it means that you took time out of your life to write my requests. when I first started watching Doctor who, barely a season in, i stumbled upon your blog and read your dying girl story, i didn't even know anything properly bout doctor's character or other companions but your fic though! it captured doctor's character so well! It was in May I read it and started watching the show and I now always connect that time with doctor who and you and your fics haha. 

 I got so obsessed that I made this dying girl reader universe in my head with headcanons and stuff and started associating songs to the reader and fic ; i know they are like kinda popular cliche songs but snowman by sia and never be the same by camila cabelo really reminds me of the amy and rorys wedding scene with reader and doctor dancing (was it real or I made that up in my head?) and memory of reader practising mind reading thing and seeing memories of Doctor and she's like who's this beautiful person in his memories and doctor is like that's you love <3 moonlight serenade, spring waltz, we'll meet again, moon river, across the universe are some other songs I associate with them,, you didn't even ask for playlist but here I'm sharing it just because lmao 

and then you wrote my ten request and added it dying girl universe, when I tell you actually started screaming from excitement when I saw it! I really wasn't expecting it, i was so so happy! And Idk why but I just feel so honoured that my request was added into the "official" dying girl universe masterlist! and the rory fic too, it was so sweet! you wrote it exactly as what I had in my mind when I sent you request, tysm for that! 

Ngl I always checked your page once in a while when you were on break because I just looked forward to your writing so much and in January, around my birthday, found out you were active again and posted my requests and gotta say, best birthday gift even if it technically wasn't lol. I wonder if you've finished twelve's episodes, you mentioned how it is hard to "let go" of a doctor and I completely agree,  I finishesed twelfth doctors episodes in December and God was it hard to say goodbye to him, I know I can rewatch but it won't be like first time :'( you know, the "i love my current doctor so much" feeling?

I've started thirteen but it doesn't feel the same, especially without murray gold's music and well, moffat and rtd. so glad that rtd is coming back for new seasons though!

Oh and have you read love is a choice fic on tumblr? it's a mostly eleven but also kinda thirteen x reader multiple parts series and tbh, one of the only fic that made me laugh and cry like dying girl series did. if you haven't i hope you check it out, it's a great read!

Kinda unrelated but can I just say ty to that person who sent you ask related to will turner, i recently watched one of the potc movie for the first time because i thought the will turner guy looked cute from the ask and now ive fallen down a rabbit hole lol I finished your will turner fics and now im searching up tumblr for more will turner x reader, it seems he's my new hyperfixation 😭 anyways ty again to that person and you ofc for the fics, and this is not a official request(it could be ig) but I hope you write second part to the merchant/pirate will fic!

And I've sent you two requests this time too, hope you'll like them enough to write it! I know I've said it lot in this single ask but Again thank you so much for everything and it's great to have you back on here and I hope you enjoyed your break, remember to take them again if you need to <333

My darling, my dearest, my love, you're making my heart so so happy!

I love that you took off with the Dying Girl universe because honestly that's what it became for me while I was writing it. It became so big I knew I could write so much about what happens in between the parts, and your request fit perfectly there.

Thank you for the playlist 😂 it does kind of bring the characters more to life when you associate them with things like songs. And you definitely didn't make up the wedding dancing scene, that happened in Part 6: The Lost Shoes!

I totally understand finding yourself fully immersed in a story, even if it is fanfiction. When that happens to me I just write and post it on here 😅 That's happened with the Dying Girl and the episodic series I started for the Eleventh Doctor and the Samwise Gamgee series and this Mandalorian one I'm starting.

My brain is hardwired to come up with these random tangents to canon stories, and they end up becoming these elaborate fanfictions.

I'm so glad you liked your requested fics! I had a lot of fun writing them. The Domestic fic was so fun to get back into the Dying Girl universe. I wouldn't mind writing more about their in between adventures. Happy belated birthday!

I have not finished twelves episodes - I'm still on his last season. Just like I wrote on our last conversation, I'm terrified of how sad I'll feel when he leaves because ten and eleven were real heartbreakers. I agree, I love him, and I'm so excited you requested something for him.

And I'm also so stoked for the new seasons with RTD and the 60th specials with ✨David Tennant✨ I'll have to finish twelve and thirteen before that comes out at the end of this year.

I haven't read "Love is a Choice" but I immediately looked it up and added it to my likes, so perhaps it'll be the fanfics I read when I try to sleep tonight lol

And I'm sorry... you hadn't seen any of the Pirates of the Caribbean!? I've been watching those movies since I was like seven! It's such a great fandom and Jack Sparrow is such a mood and Will Turner is such a dreamboat.

I'm almost honored that my blog prompted you to watch such an excellent franchise. I also hyperfixate on new characters and fandoms I love. I do have one request in my inbox for Will Turner and I've gotten multiple messages to write a part 2 for A Merchant Sailor, so perhaps when I finish this batch of requests I'll add it to the list.

So do expect more Will Turner fics to come 😘

I love that we have this little pen pal relationship where we just write each other letters 😂 It's honestly really good to hear from you, mysterious anon. I'm happy to have you as a reader and fandom friend.

Thank you for reaching out! I definitely love your requests! It'll just take me a while to get to all of them with my busy schedule, but I will write them in due course.

Have a lovely night and a good morning!

Prologue: The Dying Girl

Part 1: The Sun God

Part 2: The Tonic 

Part 3: The Ending Song

Domestic: The Doctor returns to spend a few ‘human’ days with you {Set during Part 3}

Part 4: The Dream 

Part 5: The Regeneration

Part 6: The Lost Shoes

Epilogue: The Vanishing Act

Finale: All Of Time And Space

A Merchant Sailor: Pretending to be a merchant, you befriend Will Turner as you keep your pirating a secret, until your brother forces you to reveal the truth

Blacksmith’s Hands: While visiting Tortuga, you find yourself injured and in the capable hands of a shy Will Turner

Lovey Dovey: Jack has never been overjoyed at the thought of you and your boyfriend - especially when you’re kissing on his ship

Sea Salt: On a mission to get you back, more might happen between you two than expected

[raccoonfallsharder]

AA TINY LIL VIOLET NONNIE HERE TY SO MUCH ｡°(°.◜ᯅ◝°)°｡ your comments meant so so much to me expecially bc i was really nervous to share my writing with someone else for the first time in ages.. i'll definetly definetly let you know if i ever finish this fic and sent the ao3 link to you :'DD i'm really glad you liked the characterisation and the reader character hehe

once again, thank you so so much! i hope you know how much this means to me; i hope you have a nice day!

hey sweet lil violet! sorry i took a bit to respond to this! yesterday was kinda busy for me ♡ i definitely get being nervous (writing is such a part of ourselves and sharing it is very vulnerable) and honestly im honored you were willing to share it with me. i so hope you finish it (even if it’s just a few scenes) because i would love to read the whole thing ♡

have a beautiful day, little lily of the valley. i hope you feel well-rested and inspired to write, that people treat you kindly today, and that you are blessed with a thousand quietly lovely joys . 𑁍。• *₊°。

[taegularities]

hellooo rid, hope you're doing well!!!☀️

just finished cmi9 and i fkn loved it :"))) the longing and yearning, got my chest burning and eyes leaking all the time while reading it. just when i think the story and writing can't get any better, you drop bomb ass chapters like this that prove me wrong every single time. bless you and your big beautiful brain

i'm sorry to hear that you thought you disappointed us, but let me tell you that's a stupid thought🤨 the way you're unfolding this story and the characters is sooo good and consistent, i haven't read such great work in ages! the way you portray the characters' thoughts, feelings and experiences is so touching. even tho i can't really relate to their stories, i feel like i'm there with them, living their experiences. so keep up the good work, and believe in yourself a little bit more. i'm sure i speak for all of us when i say you're super fkn talented and you're doing god's work here!!!!!!

can't wait for the rest of the story, knowing that our cmi babies are slowly working things through. in the meantime, take care of yourself and rest as much as you need, you deserve it (and also we need that big beautiful brain of yours to keep writing amazing pieces like this)🫂🩷

(p.s. i want to interact more in here, i'm usually more of a passive reader but i just have to change that and let u know more often how amazing you are. so from now on i'm the 🐼✒️ anon xoxo)

oh my gosh, panda HELLO !!!!! welcome welcome, it's so nice to meet you and i'm so happy you decided to reach out.. can't wait to talk some more with you!! 🤍🥺

wahh, cmi9.. thank you so much for praising it like that. i was blushing and crying a lot while working on it, so i'm glad you felt the same. bomb ass chapters, you say? pleaseee 😳 i think i was just scared i'd disappointed everyone bc feedback was a lil sparse at the beginning and the biggest aspect of the chapter wasn't mentioned much.. but am so thankful for everyone who came through since then 🥺 the chapter was long, so i understand now that it took ages to read, too lol :') you guys know how to kill my insecurities and ilysm. so yeah, ty fr for saying all that.. all i want is for you guys to enjoy this and feel what they're feeling.

i seriously cannot wait to continue their story!! there's so much ahead and i truly hope you guys will love it as much as im loving the outline. AH THANKSSSS, definitely taking care of myself bc my creativity sinks hard after every chapter, so recuperating rn before diving into cmi10 hehe. i love you, thank you for being so sweet. and welcome again babe 🤍

[delcakoo]

HIHI - could you believe that i literally wrote an entire like multi-paragraph message for my phone to die as soon as i finished? ∑(ﾟДﾟ) - i wanted to send in a message since i’ve been inactive in messaging!! HOWEVER. i am going to basically rewrite everything again as i am DETERMINED TO TELL YOU HOW LOVELY YOUR WORK IS!! W(`0`)W

➖well, now it’s charging at least, let me continue 🧛‍♀️🧛‍♀️🧛‍♀️🧛‍♀️🧛‍♀️ - FIRST HIIIIIIHIHI IM SO SORRY FOR MY INACTIVITY ITS BEEN HARD TO SEND IN A PROPER MESSAGE :( BUT IM HERE AND SO HIII ~ HOW ARE YOU? did you eat, drink water, and rest well today? ~ i hope so!!

JAJSKSNKDJD OK SO HEKJDOSNSODNDKSKKDKD UPDATE I READ EVERY UPDATED / NEW FIC OF YOURS AS IVE BEEN KEEPING UP W THEM AND CAN I JUST SAY (again) HOW MUCH I LOVE UR WRITING?? EXCUSE ANY TYPOS SINCE IM GONNA WRITE A BIT LOLOL BUT OH MY GODODODODODO???

LITERALLY SCREAMING THROWING UP YOUR SHORT GF SERIES IS SO CUTE HELEPEPPEPE I ALWAYS FORGOT HOW TALL THESE BOYS R 😭😭😭 AND YOUR RECENT SINGLE FICS SOMEONE HOLD ME RN IM ABT TO PASS OUT FR OSJDKDJDKSKD THE NIKI WON HOON AND JAY I CANT LIKE WHEN I SAY I GENUINELY LOVE THE WAY U WRITE SO MUCH I MEAN IT LIKE OH MY GOD YOU WRITE THEM SO WELL LIKE ACTUALLY EVERY FIC I CAN LKTEEALLY IMAGINE THE SCENE PERFECTLY LIKE I HAVE AN ENTIRE IMAGE AND ITS SUCH A NICE FEELING LIKE SERIOUSLY YOUR DIALOGUE THE STORY?? UR A GENIUS FR?? LIKE ITS SO GOOD I ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS KNOW THAT ILL LOVE THE STORY BEFORE EVEN READING ITLL ALWAYS BE SO SO GOOD BC EACH ONE IS SO UNIQUE AND WONDERFUL AND JUST AHHHHHHHHH ( can’t wait to see more ofc, tehehehhe especially a sunoo fic (о´∀`о) )

BUT YES I TRULY LOVE THE WAY YOU WRITE SO SO MUCH EACH SCROLL IS LILE FILLED WITH ANTICIPATION AS I READ ALONG LIKE I BE GIGGLING KICKING MY FEET SCREAMING CRYING EVERYTHING EOJDKDKSKSK ITS SO SO GOOD AND SUCH A GOOD READ, I ALWAYS KNOW YOUR FICS NEVER FAIL TO CHEER ME UP IF IM FEELING LOW I LITERALLY GO:

（´-`）.｡oO -> ☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

SPEAKING OF!! i’ve read the http fic you recced me!! your reccs are so sweet HEHDJSJS it was so good & i binged a bunch of fic recs you posted ~~ some of which i read already, and wholeheartedly agree with the recc!!!! basically, your writing & the fics reccs are so cute and sweet and i love them smsmsmsmsmmsmsmsmsmsms!!!

so i thank you so so much for that, truly!! keep up the amazing work, it’s so impressive and inspiring just how lovely you write!!!! like it’s so good frfr i keep saying that bc it’s JUST HOW IT IS SJNDKSJSJD - i don’t want to make this too long again!! 😭🫶 so i’ll end it off with pls make sure to take care of yourself!! - you work so hard, and me, including many others absolutely can see that & are cheering you on always!! ty for writing! it truly is a pick-me-up to an off day!! lolol (๑>◡<๑)

me ^

OH MY GOD WHEN I SAW TUIS i genuinely couldnt stop smiling. like wtf this has to be the longest and sweetest thing i’ve ever received T-T idek what to say but THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR ALL THE COMPLIMENTS?? I FEEL SO APPRECIATED AND LOVED AND JUST?!2? GOD IM SMILING SO HARD THIS REALLY MADE MY MORNING :( THE WAY U REWROTE THIS TOO JUST FOR ME? I CANT IMAGINE HOW LONG IT TOOK YOU AND I HOPE YOU CAN SEE HOW HAPPY THIS MADE ME AKAGISBSJS 😭😭😭😭😭🫶🫶🫶🫶

THE FACT YOU CAN VISUALIZE EVERY SCENE AND THE DIALOGUE FROM MY WRITING?? GOD THATS SUCH A LOVELY COMPLIMENT LIKE AUGH IM ALWAYS SO WORRIED ABOUT THINGS LIKE THAT SO THANK YOU T-T

I’M GLAD TO HEAR YOU ENJOY MY FIC RECS :0 YESYYES THERE ARE SO MANY INCREDIBLE AUTHORS ON HERE AND WE R SO LUCKY TO HAVE READERS LIKE YOU WHO GIVE BACK AND SEND US SO MUCH LOVE LIKE THIS <33

:(((( you’re literally the sweetest, NO THANK YOU for taking the time to write all this and make me smile <3 i hope you take care of yourself as well and have a lovely day, and i’ll have to write a sunoo fic soon jusy for you :,)

ILYSMMM, WHAT SHOULD I CALL YOU? MIOU? :00

[lotrmusical]

I just did your lotr quiz and I told you in the free space I love ents and I got the "in the willow-meads of tasarinan " result and I'm like 🥺 thank you, your quiz made me very happy.

yay i'm glad you got an appropriately entish result!!

[ragnvxndr]

Welcome home

CapitanoXfem!reader

2.4k words

Smut, sweet to spicy to sweet, capitano worships his wife, oral-fem!recieving, nothing too crazy, just big sweet husband showing his wife he missed them :)

Please let me know if you guys want more??? I just cannot get him out of my head haha (not crazy im totally sane)

NSFW UNDER CUT

Six months. It had been six long months since Il Capitano had been to the manor. A recent mission had sent him to Natlan, leaving you behind to tend to the affairs. As he approached the estate on his horse, he took note of the soft blanket of snow that lay untouched on the manor grounds. Nobody stood at the entrance to receive him, as his arrival was unannounced. He had vowed to you to always keep you safe, to keep you hidden from the perilous aspects of his sworn duties to the Tsaritsa. Many a nights you had waited in the parlor, praying to Archons you doubted that they may keep him safe to return to you once more.

Silently, he dismounted his steed, tying its lead to the post for the stable hand to take care of later. The glass of the front doors were inky black, except for a pinpoint of warm orange glowing from somewhere far within the manor. Opening the heavy door, he breathed in the familiar scent of your shared home. The warm scent of mahogany, the fresh cecilias he had imported from Mondstadt for you weekly, it grounded him. 

Home.

He stepped further into the threshold, closing the door behind him. 

“My lord, I am glad to see you’ve returned in one piece. Shall I wake the staff? Surely you are famished after such a long trip back.” 

Capitano turned his head, taking in the sight of his most trusted advisor, barely awake, yet still so eager to provide for the harbinger.

“There is no need. Please, Dmitriv, rest.” With the nod of his head, the advisor left down the darkened hall to the staff wing.

Silently, he undid the pins holding his thick coat to his uniform before placing it on the coat rack. Footsteps come from the direction Dmitriv left, and out emerges the young stablehand rubbing sleep out of his eyes. He freezes the second he realizes his master is standing between him and the door. Il Capitano breathes heavily in amusement, stepping to the side and letting the young man rush to tend to his steed. 

Further into the estate he goes, heavy boots stepping into the plush carpet that lines the halls. Before your marriage, the manor was cold, echoing every small noise. After you became lady of the house, you breathed life into the once unwelcoming manor. In came carpets, rugs, plush furniture, and your warm personality. As Il Capitano saw it, you were the sun.  He smiled to himself at the thought of your lips pulling into a smile, often teasing him for being so cliché. 

His steps brought him to your shared room where he expected to see you fast asleep under the covers, your small figure somehow still managing to take up the majority of the large bed you shared. To his surprise, the room was empty, the bed made, and the curtains drawn back. The moonlight illuminated the empty bed, causing his heartstrings to tug at the absence of you. He closed the door quietly, head turning to look further down the hall. Warm light poured out from under the door to his study. 

He crossed the distance with ease, pausing before the door with his hand on the handle. Would you be happy to see him? Would you be cross that he had been unable to write to you? Many thoughts flickered through his mind as he slowly turned the handle to his own study. The warm light of the fire place bathed the room in orange. Sitting on the chaise in the corner of the room was his entire world. You sat beneath a dark green blanket, a pile of books beside you, with an open volume in your lap. You wore a simple white nightgown, with one of the straps falling to expose where your neck and shoulder met. His eyes traveled further up your being, taking in the curve of your smile, right to your twinkling eyes.

“Welcome home, my love.” You whispered across the room. 

Capitano reached up, removing his helmet and allowing you to see his face. You drank in the very sight of your husbands visage. Closing the book, you held out your arms to him. He quickly placed his helmet down and crossed the distance to you, desperate for your touch. He knelt before you, kissing the palm of your hand.

“My dove, how I’ve missed you.” He breathed into your hand, before closing his eyes and resting his cheek into your palm. You wasted no time in cradling his face with both of your hands, leaning down to kiss his forehead. You thumb over the scar on the left side of his face as you see the tension in his face fade. 

He opened his eyes to take in your beauty. The fire cast shadows across his face, his left eye blinded white, the right a beautiful tawny brown. Your eyes trace his features as his do the same to yours. Reaching up, he covers your hands in his own, smiling when the two of you lock eyes. You draw his face to your own, ghosting your lips across his. Before pressing your lips to his, you smile and whisper, “I’ve missed you as well, my dear.”

Your husband takes initiative, impatient and needing to feel your lips on his own. He takes your face in his hands and kisses you deeply. Your eyes flutter shut as you melt into the kiss. Your eyes flutter shut as you allow yourself to be consumed by the kiss. You sigh, smiling against the warmth of his lips. He breaks the kiss, resting his forehead against yours.

“Shall we retire, love?” you question. He kisses the tip of your nose and nods, picking up the book you discarded and places it at the top of the pile besides the chaise. You push the blanket to the side and swing your legs over the edge. Your nightgown has gathered around the top of your thighs, showing the plush skin on your legs.

Capitano’s breath catches in his throat as your skin glows in the light of the fire. One of his hands comes to rest on your knees, keeping you in place. Cocking your head in question, he meets your eyes. The look he gives you sends a chill to your core. He shifts from where he’s kneeling before you to in front of your legs. Gently, he slides his hand down your leg, before lifting your leg and placing featherlight kisses on your ankle above your slipper clad foot.

Your smile and sparkling gaze causes the stoic man below you to go into a haze. How he desperately missed your touch, your scent, everything about you. He continues to kiss up the length of your leg, stopping at your knee.

“Please, allow me this for just a while longer.” His breath fans across your skin as he places a lingering kiss to the inside of your knee, looking up at you through this lashes. You hum in acceptance as your beloved continues to worship your bare skin. You reach down to tuck a strand of hair behind his ear. His hands are eager, they hungrily dance across your skin. 

The soft leather of his traveling gloves ghosted over your calf. His jet black hair shone blue in the moonlight cast from the study windows. You leaned back against the downy pillows, sinking into the touch of your husband. 

Suddenly, he hooks his hands under your legs and pulls your hips to the edge of the chaise. A slight gasp leaves your mouth, causing his eyes to flicker to yours. “My apologies, my dove. Allow me to make up for it.” His pupil is blown and dark, hungry. He sets your knees over his shoulders as he kisses your inner thighs, worshipping every inch you allow him. He reaches where the hem of your nightgown rested against your thighs. “May I?” He spoke against your skin.

“You may.” It came out breathier, needier than you meant. 

His hands fold the fabric back, exposing your underwear. He kissed further and further, inch by inch, up your leg until he reached your core. His eyes flickered up to yours once more, his very gaze told you everything you needed to know. He kissed over your clothed cunt, before hooking his fingers through the waist bands and tugging them down. You lifted your hips to help him shimmy them down, desperate for his touch. 

Within seconds of your garment being removed, he was back between your thighs. His leather clad fingers dug into your thighs, repositioning your hips so he could take in all of you as your hands held the skirt of your nightgown back for him. “Gorgeous.” He looked up at you, taking in the flush of your cheeks and the rapid rise and fall of your chest. Placing a final kiss to your inner thigh, his lips traveled to your sex. A featherlight kiss was placed on your clit, the very feeling sending a thousand butterflies through your body. He placed another kiss to the bundle of nerves, deepening the kiss. 

Your breath caught in your throat as you gazed down at him. He was intent on worshipping every inch of you, intent on showing you how much he missed you, how he couldn’t get your intoxicating taste out of his mind. He flattened his tongue and licked from your hole to your clit, causing you to shiver under his touch. Enjoying your reaction, he repeated the action, again and again until he could taste your sweet nectar. What were once gentle licks soon became sloppy, needy, fully intent on drinking in every drop of what you had to give. 

Your hand clasped to your mouth, head thrown back, relishing in the pleasure your husband was giving you. One of his hands left your leg as he withdrew from your heat, causing you to gaze down at him. His chin glistened with your juices as he took the tip of his finger in his teeth, removing the glove. “The light of my life, I have thought about you every second of every day since I was last in your embrace. I promise to make up the time I was away.” He promised you before returning to your core. Collecting some of your nectar on his finger, he drew tiny circle on your clit, all the while using his tongue on your hole. You sighed contentedly from the pleasure your were feeling. You watched as he drew his fingers to his mouth, sucking your juices off of them while holding your gaze. He didn’t break eye contact as he dropped his saliva coated finger back to your cunt, tracing the smallest of circles around your hole. Bending forward, his fiery gaze held you captive as his tongue returned to your bundle of nerves, sinking a finger into your cunt.

Your eyes flutter shut from the pleasure you were feeling. He slowly pumped his finger in and out of you as you breathed a sigh of content. One of your hands left your nightgown and found purchase in his silky hair. Carding your fingers through his locks earned you a noise somewhere between a hum and a growl. Waves of electricity danced through your nerves at the blissful feeling. Slowly, he added a second finger, all the while lapping your clit while his tongue. Your hips stuttered at the full feeling he was giving you.

You began to scratch his scalp with your nails. “Oh, please... It feels so good. Oh-” You breathed. Your praise drove him wild, taking your clit between his lips and sucking gently. The small gasps coming from you got louder and louder, causing him to start curling his fingers in your cunt. His fingers continued to rub against your g-spot, your body heating up with every stroke. Your hands began to tug at his hair and your thighs threatened to trap his head between your legs. 

His lips broke from your sex while his free hand gripped your thigh hard enough you were sure it would bruise. “Stay. Still.” He growled, eyes dark with a primal lust. A wave crashed through your chest, his need for you making your heart swell. He returned to your sex, fingers never having stilled. Breathy moans left your mouth as he continued to worship you. 

A third finger entered entered your weeping core, causing you to gasp. The hand gripping your thigh still released you, only to rest on your stomach. He slowly began to add pressure, and between that and the assault on your core, you began to feel yourself unravel. 

Your husband looked up at you, “Please, come for me.” He spoke before returning his mouth to your bud. 

A blinding wave of pleasure washed over you, causing you to clamp down on his fingers. He hummed in approval against your core as your fingers grasped at his hair. “Oh please! Yes, thank you, thank you!” You cried out, rocking your hips against his mouth. 

“Good girl, let go my love, I have you.” He whispered as you continued to grind against his fingers. As you began coming down from your high, he left opened mouth kisses to your inner thighs, helping to ground you. He gently placed your legs down. Your heart hammered against your chest as your tried to even your breathing. 

A sleepy smile graced your features as he looked at you like you placed the stars. Sitting up, he placed a sweet kiss to your lips, his swollen lips tasting of you. He sat back, running his hands back down your body, eliciting a shiver from you. He placed a kiss to your ankle before removing your slipper. 

Gently, he rubbed your feet. “How are you feeling, my dove?” He smiled up at you.

You gazed as him with the sweetest smile. “I am much better now that you are home. Shall we head to bed now?”

His smile grew as his eyes twinkled at you. “Of course, my heart. Shall I carry you to bed?” He placed your slipper back on your foot before gently picking you up and drawing you near.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and placed kisses along his jaw before planting a final one on the corner of his mouth. You felt safe in his arms as he escorted you back to your shared room, content he had returned home to you finally.

an: do yall want another one of these? is this good or is this dumb? this is my first fic lol idk what im doing, no thoughts only horny

[oddaodd]

· A lemon Tree Would Also Be Divine·

Request: By a lovely anon “Hey! It’s me again! I was thinking about something with Arthur and you know his house in the countryside? Well could you write a fic where Reader goes strawberry picking (or apple, anything) and Arthur wants to go with her so they spend an afternoon in the gardens being all in love and then when they go home they bake a pie and I really want Arthur with that style he had in s4 ep1, you know? There is just something about him with long hair and a loose shirt anyway thanks a lot :)”

Author’s note: This was so lovely to write, now all i want to do is live in a cottage with Arthur. 

Warnings: absolutely none at all. 

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A loud thud yanked Arthur away from a profound slumber one Sunday morning. Sitting up in bed and frantically looking around for any possible three his heart rested at the base of his throat til his eyes came across Y/n’s figure. Clad in a blue flower dress, saw hat in hand and an expression that yelled she had been trying with all her might not to wake him but failed miserably when she knocked over a photo frame.

Picking it up from the floor she spoke “you looked so peaceful sleeping I didn’t want to wake you up” she said with an apologetic and soft smile as he got up from bed making his way toward her.

“Im glad I’m up” he said pecking her lips “I would have missed the sight of you in this dress if I weren’t”

Y/n smiled bashfully “this old thing?”

“ I love how it looks on you “ he said honestly with a look of tenderness in his eyes.  

“Well I’ll make sure to wear it more often then” she said pressing a kiss to his lips  “I have to go”

“Where?”

“Well” she began  “The other day I saw an abundance of strawberry bushes not far from here and im hoping that nobody else saw them because im planning to bake a pie with the ones I collect today” she said putting on her straw hat.

“Can I come’” he asked

“Sure” she smiled getting up on her tiptoes and kissing him “I never imagined you’d ever be interested in strawberry picking”

And so a few minutes later they left their cozy cottage and began roaming through the English countryside in search of the strawberry bushes.

“Look” Y/n said after a while pointing at a bush that from the distance appeared to be red because of the massive amount of strawberries its branches held.

“Aren’t these the most scrumptious looking strawberries you’ve ever seen?” She asked Arthur excitedly as she plucked one from the branches and gave it a bite “they are just the right amount of sweet” she said offering it to Arthur so he could try it as well.

It was indeed the most delicious strawberry the man had ever tasted.

After collecting many strawberries they laid on the grass to rest for a while. Her head on his chest and his arm gently resting atop of her waist as they stared into the clouds that roamed the sky.

After a while her attention drifted form the sky to Arthur’s face. Taking a lock of his soft light brown hair and twirling it between her fingers.

“I should get a haircut soon” Arthur commented, his eyes still up on the sky.

“I quite like your hair like this” she mused “but if it gets too much in the way I could cut it for you” she said her hands going to toy with the buttons of his white billowy shirt. 

“Maybe next week” Arthur smiled as his eyes fixed on her devoted face before leaning in to kiss her.

He insisted she let him hold the basket on the way back as the  strawberries piled inside made it heavier.

“Want to help me bake the pie?” She asked as they finally arrived home.

“Don’t want to ruin your pie” he smiled

“Oh you cant ruin it” she reassured with a chuckle “This is my grandma’s fool proof Strawberry pie. It was the only one I was allowed to bake when I was younger since I had a proclivity to ruin desserts and never did I once ruin this one” she said taking two aprons from a drawer and walking over to Arthur.  

“So if little 8 year old me couldn’t manage to ruin this, nobody can” she smiled tying one apron around Arthur’s waist.  

Y/n lead him through the recipe after tying her own apron around her waist. Baking with Arthur was a sight. Y/n’s heart melted at his concentration regarding the amount of ingredients to add.

“How much sugar?” he asked as he stirred the strawberries on the stove for the jam.

“Just a dash” Y/n said happily as she kneaded the dough fo the crust.

“And how many teaspoons is that?” He asked in confusion at the vague measurement Y/n had provided.

She chuckled at his expression “just add as much as you feel is right”

After a couple of hours or such the confection was ready and out of the oven. Prompted up on the kitchen counter that had a sight of their garden, Y/n eagerly watched her husband as he prompted himself up next to her.

“What do you think?” She asked as he took the first forkful out of his slice to his mouth.

“It is the best pie I’ve ever tasted”

“Told you so” she smiled triumphantly as she took a bite out of her slice.

“I might have to plant strawberries of our own” he mused looking out at the garden through the window.

“A lemon tree would also be divine “ she smiled “My grandma left a recipe for fire-hazard-free lemon scones too”

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@nyotamalfoy @writeroutoftime

[isabella-111]

ahhh omg! i saw you shipping people so i really want to do it <333

(i love your writing so so so much)

okay okay so, i’m 5’3 she/her with shoulder length brown hair with bangs, i have those wire circle glasses and i feel like a dress like a mixture between dark academia, and fairy grunge. I’d consider myself a perfectionist, especially when it comes to academics, i love romance novels, chai tea, and indie music. I cry a lot, like A LOT, like pretty much in any movie or book or touching moment i’m the one sobbing (an ugly sobbing). i’d consider myself a hopeless romantic, but i’ve never been in a relationship because i tend to move pretty slow before i get comfortable with the person (that’s probably too much to unpack LOL) oh! i’m bisexual, and a lover of the arts (both theatre and drawing). I’d consider myself an introvert and I typically only have a couple friends. friends to lovers is my life <3, and i’m obsessed with mutual pining.

if you could pair me with someone from the marauders era my life would be made :]]]

i ship you with regulus or dorcas

A/n : I couldn’t choose so I’ll let you choose . Also sorry it took so long for me to answer your request its been a busy day but i hope you like it :)

Regulus

- you reggie met through James . You guys definitely had a friendship before he asked you out and when he first asked you out. He didn’t say it was a date but you had the idea . It went something like :

Reggie : hey y/n wanna go to hogsmeede with me tomorrow

You : yah sure

*day of *

Reggie : heyy ready to go

You : yah one sec * you said tying your shoe* ready

Reggie: before i forget mon ami i brought you these *he handed you the loveliest light pink tulips *

You : aw reggie thats so sweet of you thank you *hugs reggie * im gonna leave these here cause i dont want to mess them up * you put the flowers on your side table then get going *

*fast forward to the end of the night*

Reggie : * laughing at something you said *

You : hey im glad you invited me today

Reggie : im glad i invited you too

You : * smiles *

Reggie : i know this is random chèrie but i hope you would consider this a date cause i would love to go on another...if you would want to *he said startly off confidently but then seeming to lose it all *

You : i would love to reggie * you kiss his cheek*

Reggie : *blushing a shit ton* * mentally cursing out his pail skin for letting the red hue show so much*

- regulus is always there for you when your sad whether its a big warm hug or some time alone with a good book and a cup of tea (chai) . no matter what he know exactly what to do to make you feel better

- you and reggie are reading and cuddles type people ( will make more sense later)

- one day when you guys were laying i bed you started sketching regulus cause he just looked beautiful and he was so awkward about it but he likes feeling special and now you have a journal filled with sketches of him .

Dorcas

- picnic dates and record store dates are a go too

- unlike you and Sirius you and dorcas are cuddles and movie type people

- dorcas 100% bought you tickets to your favorite play for your anniversary

- you and dorcas were best friends before you started dating i think dorcas told you she liked you first well she kissed you. This is how i image it

*You and dorcas studying *

You : hey dorcas I don’t get this s-

Dorcas * kisses you *

You : * shocked but kisses back*

Dorcas : * breaks kiss * wow um sorry i just have been wanting to do that for forever

You : no yah its um its ok i mean i dont mind like at all

Dorcas : y/n i really like you would you maybe wanna go on a date with me ?

You : yah I’d love to

The rest was history

[miyuwuki]

Hello! Congrats for the 500 followers! ^w^ happy for you and you deserve it! Keep on continuing snd more people will be supporting you! So I am now here for the match up >:> i'm excited! (MBTI) Soooo I'm both Istj/Enfj TvT I know both are different but took multiple test both keep coming up.... (Personality!) I'm like a dom woman but like a good girl too? (idk if that makes sense TwT)- I am smart but really really crazy, very friendly (just come up to me and talk to meh for hours we friends >:>), a people pleaser, loving, respectful, easy going, chill, very patient, very supportive, not good with emotions, caring and responsible. Also I can be egoed, sarcastic, sassy, very down to earth, understanding, stylish and easy to influence and be naive. (ಥ‿ಥ) (likes) Anyways I am into musics, arts, cooking, learning, reading, laying in bed, listening to someone (Of course not someone who is not making sense and is just chill but interesting), exploring and more likely to do sport and create stuff! (dislikes) While I don't like people who are being annoying and being very so clingy, who who doubts me, bullies mah love once/or the people I care about (mama bear here >:>), who doesn't listen, kept making excuses, dishonest and people who can't keep a promise. (Who I'm looking for) Okay here we go! I am into loyal guys and can be a best friend while a lover- Being like a caring father (mostly for my mental issues and protecting me when I can't defend for myself) and be mah baby and a sweet heart for loving and supporting me (OwO maybe someone who depends for my care too). I have been influence to watch knb by a friend now I am obsessed TvT anyways that's all about me! and again congrats for the success! keep on going! (* ^ ω ^)

a/n: hello ty!!!! im glad you’re here!! enjoy the event @mavoumeen !!

DIAMOND NO ACE

kominato ryousuke

ryo!! ryo loves your switch sides so yeah, he totally gets you. he has a strong urge to protect you and take care of you because of your naive nature; he doesn’t want you to get hurt, so he always intervenes when you’re in a situation like it. one time, a group of really mean girls were picking on you, but you thought they were being nice! so before you bought them drinks from the vending machine, your boyfriend comes up to them and says “i bet you don’t even know their name.” and they just left. awkwardly. when he tells you that they were using you, you let your mouth loose. “damn, everyone wants me huh.” as a joke ofc. he laughs, he loves that sadistic side to you because he’s much the same. it’s often that your dates consist of just enjoying each other’s company,, like you’ll be in his dorm and he’ll be studying and you’ll be reading. sometimes you both will take a stroll in the park, or even play some baseball together! ryo is very honest and not clingy at all; he is so busy with baseball (and even busier that he’s continuing in university) that he won’t make you feel trapped. you see the way he cares for his brother; he takes good care of you and is like your best friend; you can rant to him, cry, whatever. he doesn’t judge and in fact, he falls in love with you even more. he is constantly supporting you, even if he doesn’t say it. 

KUROKO NO BASKET

mayuzumi chihiro

LET ME EXPLAIN !! your crazy side meshes well with his quiet side, like opposites attract LOL. he loves it when you go off, being sassy and all that, he usually just snickers to himself. when he opens up to you, you get so interested because he doesn’t open up to anyone really, so hearing what he’s like fascinates you. i feel like sometimes he doesn’t take good care of himself, so he appreciates your nurturing nature, even if it’s a lot of nagging. you are mayuzumi’s #1 bestie, so you guys have a very close relationship. he tells you everything he thinks and the more expressive he becomes, the stronger your relationship is! of course he is your #1 fan, but will intervene if he has a different opinion on something. he is so patient, so while you learn how to deal with your emotions, he’s there cheering for you on the sidelines. he will wait however long until you can open up to him :) he’s usually watching over you because of how naive you can be; he’s the logical one, and you’re the emotional one. like i said, opposites attract! he loves you so much :))

*＊✿❀reblogs and likes are appreciated❀✿＊*

[wellbafineline]

Promise?

Harry is needy and you visit him on tour

hellooo this is my entry for ms olivias ( @bfharry ​ ) boyfriendathon, im not entirely sure that anything happens in this but it is just reuniting w harry on tour fluff!!! i used the promt ‘harry’s number 1 groupie is his gf’ & this is my second full fic so pls be nice to me lol but enjoy!!  also here is my other writing 

also the title honestly has nothing to do with the piece i just picked it bc i though that line of dialogue was cute.

& heres livs boyfriendathon masterlist to read everyones entries!!

It didn't take much convincing for Harry to get you to join him on tour, actually all it’d taken was him to call you after one of his first shows on the North American leg telling you how much he missed you, and how lonely his hotel rooms felt and a couple of days later Jeff was forwarding you the plane tickets and info to meet them in Sacramento for a week of the tour.

It wasn't strange for you to visit harry on tour, but you both normally lasted a few more weeks before you caved and took the week off to go visit him, but a particularly needy harry and late night phone call with him listing all the ways he missed you, even after just a week and a half of being a part was all it took for you to take the 14 hour flight from London. 

You were antsy to see him from the minute that you got in the car at the airport, but it was only increasing as you were walking with a security guard through the corridors of the arena. The security guard points you in the direction of Harry's dressing room as you turn the last corner. You could hear Harry's playlist playing quietly behind the door as you approached and knocked. ‘Jeffrey, said i just need ten minutes and i'd be there’ he shouted through the door ‘try again’ you laughed ‘not Jeffrey’ 

The door quickly flung open as soon as he heard your voice, immediately wrapping you in his arms, resting his chin on top of your head, and you both stayed like that for a minute before he started to squeeze you a bit too tightly. ‘Getting a bit hard to breathe here H’. ‘sorry love’ he loosened his arms a little around you, allowing him to look at you for a second before completely freeing you from his grasp, you looked tired from the long flight from London and your hair was a little wild because you hadn't had the chance to brush it in the rush from the airport to the venue he place a quick kiss on your forehead before letting you go to follow him into the dressing room to get settled.

There was probably an hour before the preparations for the show tonight really started, meaning Lambert would come with the rack of all of Harry's outfits and steal him away from you for him to get dressed and prep to perform but for now you were more than content with the position you were in. Harry had come back from soundcheck earlier and immediately lay on top of you wrapping his arms around your waist and his face pressed into your neck, while your hands were stroking through his brown curls while he sighed contentedly every so often. 

You two stayed like that for the time being until people started to filter in the dressing room and asking for Harry’s attention to put the final details on the show and his outfit for tonight. You gave his hand a squeeze getting his attention to tell him you were going to find Mitch, Sarah and Adam and leave him to get ready for the show. 

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The next time you saw Harry was as people were gathering to send him off onto the stage, you could hear the crowd cheering as the venue lights dimmed. ‘Come ‘ere quick’ he said as he pulled you by your hand into his chest ‘Need m’ good luck kiss’ he had the biggest cheesy grin on his face, you couldn't help but indulge him and match his smile. You bring your hand to cup his jaw, giving him a sweet kiss, but quickly pulling away, because you knew Harry and knew how he'd turn your good luck kisses into ‘make out in the venue hallway’ kisses, and you’d had enough teasing from Jeff about that over the years you’d been together. 

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You’d made your way back to the dressing room ‘Ew! H you’re all sweaty’ you laughed as his arms tightened around your waist, clearly not listening to your complaints. ‘Missed this though didn’t y’.’ His voice is murmured in your hair with his arms still wrapped around your waist, but loosening so you could walk back for him to pack up and go back to your hotel, he’d said earlier that he wanted ‘his girl all to himself’ on your first night which you couldn't really argue with, being exhausted from the flight. 

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You were waiting on the plush hotel bed scrolling through your phone, checking social media while you’re waiting for Harry to get out of the shower, he was bound to be exhausted once his post show adrenaline wore off and he said he just wanted to take a quick shower to get clean, but now you were almost certain he’d fallen a sleep under the water.

The shower water turning off is what pulls your attention away from your phone, as you were in the middle of texting back your best friend who was checking that you got there safely. After a moment harry comes out of the bathroom, he was tying the belt of one of the hotel robes as he makes his way over and flops himself on the bed next to you, motioning for you to move over so you were both lying on his side of the bed, your head on his shoulder, and moving the few pieces of wet hair he missed in his hair clip off of his face. 

‘M tired, glad we didn't go out now would have been asleep in the middle of some bar by now’ he murmured into your hair ‘Yeah, better off here’ you agreed, moving so that your leg was thrown over his hip and arm across his middle. 

After a while of laying with each other he started to get restless, still some pent up adrenaline from the show, so you suggest doing the sheet masks you picked up in the airport earlier.  

‘Y’sure your not tired? can do all of this tomorrow?.’ His arms tightened around your waist where you were sat on the bathroom counter putting the facemask on Harry's face. He scrunched up his face as you smoothed out the cold material on his face ‘M’fine just wanna spend some time with you.’ 

A little while after you had finished your facemasks Harry had decided he was hungry, finally crashing from his post show adrenaline and wanting to devour a bowl of fries from room service there was a knock on the door as you reached to put on the next episode of the show that you guys were watching. 

‘it'll be food, I'll get it’ Harry mumbled as he pushed himself up off of the bed to get the door, grabbing his wallet on the way to tip the waiter. He returned a minute later with the tray of food you ordered, setting it down on the bed. 

‘Missed you y’know’ harry starts as you put another chip in your mouth

‘Missed you two H, was only two and a half weeks though’ Harry scoffs ‘What not allowed to miss m’ own girlfriend now?’ You were already laughing as he finished, picking up  a chip to throw at him across the bed. ‘Course not, like knowing you miss me’ you smile at him ‘always love.’ 

After finishing your food Harry’d moved you both back to lay in the bed with his head resting on your chest, his eyes fluttering shut every so often, he was clearly trying to stay awake. ‘S’alright H go to sleep, will still be here tomorrow, got me all week’ you told him, lips pressing a kiss to his hairline as you reached to turn off the TV so you both could get some needed sleep.

‘Y’promise?’

‘Promise.’