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diddybok · 5 months

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best friend!stray kids finding out from another member that you have a crush on them

all characters depicted in my writing are from my own imagination and do NOT in any way represent nor reflect the people in real life :)

➩pairing: ot8 x gn!reader

➩genre(s): text, fluff

➩warnings: strong language, suggestiveness, mentions of sex, it’s implied that reader is incredibly down bad for the member

➩author’s note: no angst! no angst! we cheered. i had so much fun writing this. fun fact: the thirst comments on seungmin’s are real ones i saw in the comment section of a gojo edit on tiktok

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chris

minho

changbin

hyunjin

jisung

felix

seungmin

i.n

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ʚ hope you enjoyed ^.^ you can support me by liking, commenting and reblogging! it is heavily appreciated ᵕ̈ ɞ

i do not permit my work to be translated or reposted in any way, thank you.

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luvscreens · 1 year

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↳˳🐚;; ❝ like or reblog if u use/save, dont repost or copy ᵕ̈ ೫˚∗:

#lockscreen #lockscreens #wallpapers #wallpaper #ina #aesthetic lockscreens #aesthetic wallpaper #aesthetic #aesthetic post #aesthetic wallpapers #random #random lockscreens #lockscreens random

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voghe · 7 months

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AESTHETIC NICKS/BIOS

𖦁ׅ ࣪ ׂ name ៵ 🐇 ࣪ ִֶָ ⋆

𓍢 ִ ໋🌷֒𖹭 ִֶָ 𖥔 ࣪˖

𓏲 ˖. ♡̷̸ your name " 𓂃 !

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭

🥛 ˖ ࣪ ‹ your name 🥠 ⁺˖ ⸝⸝

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅text ₊˚ෆ

✩ ᵕ̈ ིྀ ! name •˙ 🦢 ⌗ ⊱

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

★ ! 𝟿𝟽 · jjk

— 🎧 !! 𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛

── like or reblog ; © V O G H E

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icarustypicalfall · 8 months

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MASTERPOST

updated: 12/04/2024

AO3 ACCOUNT AVAILABLE NOW

feel free to like and reblog :)

ily <3

-faith ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

inquisitore's letter <3

mutuals 🫶🏻

Useful stuff

♡ how to make a masterpost

♡ shame blocks growth

♡ how to study effectively

RESIDENT EVIL

leon Kennedy

♡ Exciting don't you think? 🧸

CALL OF DUTY

Headcanons

♡ tf141+ vacqueros using their phones 💗

♡ helping you through a meltdown of adhd\autism 🩹🧸

♡ A day in the mall 💗

Funny gc\texts\tweets\pics

group chats

♡ a sane tf141 group chat - funny

♡ Phillip graves birthday p1 , p2

medic reader x cod men

part 1 , part 2 , part3 , part 4

part 5

COD MEN ON TWITTER?!

♡ Alejandro's twitter struggle

♡ be a meanie day

♡ phil is back??!!

♡ ghost don't..

Drabbles\ short fics

(usually really short thoughts or fics that pop in my head)

♡ rudy being possessive 🧸💗

♡ captain price(awarenesses month)🩹

♡ Alejandro caught you..?💗

♡ rudy my beloved 🧸

♡ mi amor? 💗

♡ meow graves :3

♡ space song: rudy comfort 🩹💧💗

♡ my love mine all mine 🧸🩹

♡ right now 💗💧

♡ nothing is gonna hurt you baby 🩹

Requests

(here I might not include all the cod men due to the time and request)

♡ asking to move in with them 💗

♡ cod men defending reader who got brothered by other soldiers 🛑🩹💗

Fics

Alejandro Vargas ᵕ̈

♡ woe 🛑💧

♡ high infidelity 🛑💧 part 2

♡ cara mia (gomez x morticia)💗🧸

♡ lapse of soul 🛑💧🩹🧸

♡ December 🩹🧸💗

Captain Price ᵕ̈

♡ you are home 💗🩹

Phillip Graves ᵕ̈

♡ little dove 🩹💧

♡ hallway 💧🩹💗

♡ sweet Cherry wine 💧🩹

♡ Commander's last love: masterlist

chapter 1 💗

chapter 2 💗

chapter 3

chapter 4 💧

chapter 5

Rudy Parra ᵕ̈

♡ holding on to heart ache 🛑💧

PART 2 🩹💗

♡ little crab - fall4rudy 🩹💗🧸

♡ rear view 🧸💗

♡ There you are 💗🩹

♡ Arodr 💗🧸🩹

♡ amor maldectuim 💗🧸🧸🧸

König ᵕ̈

♡ reminiscence 💧🩹💗🛑

Johnny Soap Mactavish ᵕ̈

♡ midnights 💗

Kyle Gaz Garrick ᵕ̈

♡ swan lake 💗🩹🧸

Simon Ghost Riley ᵕ̈

♡ dangerously yours 💗

♡ like a star 💗

Alex Keller ᵕ̈

♡ douceur : alex keller challenge 💗

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horrorartsworld · 3 months

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horror ᵕ̈ | 18+ blog ⋆｡° ✮ 19 ⋆｡° ✮ she/her ☾⋆｡𖦹 °✩

ೀ certified sweetheart, local capricorn ♑︎, gojo satoru’s bunny girl

MASTERLIST | RULES | ABOUT ME

pretty please don't modify, take, or repost any of my works to other platforms !! though reblogs and comments are always appreciated ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

❤︎‬ enjoy my blog! xx

#♱ bleh.

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wsickk · 11 months

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𑄻𑄾 ׂ kitsch 𓈒 ׄ 𓄹

– สวน ⠀◞ ᵕ̈♡ ᳝

★ always

𝑙over ׅ 𔐬 𝆬

⠀ ⠀𓈒⠀⠀✿ star—girl

𓏸 ͘ ࣭ ⸰ 🎧 ⠀

made by me // like or reblog

#kpop #random bios #ig bios #ig stan #moodboard #kpop bios #moodboard kpop #messy simbols #messy bios

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sikecure · 1 year

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Bios Aesthetics:

৶ ♡ 𓈈 billieeilish. 塔 ' ★

★. 𓈈 billieeilish! 𓍢 ᨒ 𝗿.

𓂃 𝘆 ! 𓈈 billie. 塔 ' ♡

𖣖 billie ᵎᵎ ᝐ ⩩ eilish. ᵕ̈ ‹𝟹

银 ' billie. ⩩ 𓍢 ♥︎! eilish ᝬ

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🧺|| for @ billieeilish

ೃ* posts made with love 🗝

🕊 since: 00.00.00

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🖇 #fanpage for my idol

𖧷̷۪۪ᰰ love the @ billieeilish 🕊

「since」 00.00.00 🍶 ࿐

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posts made with love ༉ ‧₊˚✧

❥ since: 00.00.00 ↓♡◟

❭ 💌💗💫 ❬

-> like or reblog and give me the credits if you use or add filter/psd ♡!!

#bio aesthetic #soft bios #aestehtic #bio coquette #billie eilish #soft nicks #nicknames #random bios #cute bios

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tvinb1ackandwhite · 4 months

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⋆¸*ೃ☼ ♡.°୭̥ ୨୧ niniii !! ʕ⁠´⁠•⁠ᴥ⁠•⁠`⁠ʔ .⋅ εïз ⋅. ༻❁༺

like or reblog if u use the icons pls <33 ᵕ̈♡˳೫˚∗ ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅

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ppkjmff · 1 year

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Símbolos 

`𓆉 𓅂 𖤣𖥧𖡼 𓎩𓌉 𖠚❛ ꪶ 𓏲࣪ ❁ 𓂃٠ ᭡ ꕤ 𓈀 っ 𓊘 𓄹 ⦂ ᘏ 𔘓 𓈈 𓂃 𖠿 ཿ ࿀ ᎔ ᎓ ᜴ ᜵ ᝪ ៚ ៳ ᠀ ᠉ ᤳ ᨓ ᭝ ᱺ ᳃ ◯ ◦ ◡ ◠ ⋆ ۬۟۬ ⑅ ꠴ ੭ જ ꞈ ⸝ ˴ › ≡ ࿔ ／ ଓ ઇ ઉ ᧙ ᥐ ៸ ૪ ೨ ␥ ■ ♧ ◇ ◈ ﹫ ꧔ ੭ જ ꞈ ⸝ ≡ ࿔ ଓ ઇ ᧙ ᥐ ៸ ໒ ː ՞ ᵎ ࿂ ﹆ ᰍ ִ𖧧 𖤠 𓄹 𓈀 𖦥 ﹅ ⸯⸯ ンㅤꞋꞌꞋꞌ ⛸ㅤィ % 𓂃 ㇁ ◒ ！ンㅤ╮ ⟆ ﹏！ 𝅓 𓂃𓈒 ﹑ ζ ㅤ﹏ ⨾ㅤ 𓈈ㅤ❨ ᨓ ⎓ ° ？ 𓈒ㅤ▱ 𓂅 𓂃 ⨾ ᘒ ◟ ζ 𓍢 ◖ ᨓ 𓄹ㅤ𓏲 ╰╮ ⸯⸯ ꞋꞌꞋꞌ ﹪ ໑ ・ꗃ ᘒㅤꞈ キ " 𓄹 ✦ ⠂ ˒ ‹𝟹 ꜝꜝ ʚ ⌕ ׅ ࣪𓏲ּ ֶָ

⌗ ☘︎ 𐑺 ࿁ ܸ ݄ ɞ 𐄂 𐂴 𐋉 𐋃 𐙝 ⩀ ݀ ̫ ̲ ﹕ ﹐ ﹔ ﹆ ⠁ ⠘ ⟲ ⟳ ⟡ ⟄ ⟃ ➜ ⛓ ⛂ ⛀ ⚹ ⚲ ⚬ ⚟ ⚞ ⚯ ⚐ 𝝙 𝝣 𐄹 ୨ ‘ ǂ ᘎ ᜊ ᘐ ⌗ 𓎆 ୧ ᭣ ̨ 𔓕 ️ ️⌕ ˒ ⠂ ˓ — ៹ ৲ ⊹ ᮫࣭﹆ֹ 𖥻 ଓ ᨳ ⩩ ː ◡ ‹ 𓂅 ੭ ࿔ ⠀، 𓏸 𓍢 ◌ ✿ ۰ ໒ ߸ ୧ 𐑥 ⌇ ५ 𖥦 ★ ᕱ ଘ ୧ ﹢ ᖗ ❀ ↝ ੭ ୭ ⌯ ꐑ ٬٬ ๑ ⑅ 𖠗 ೨ 𖧷 𖣯 ｡ ꞝ ৎ ⩇ ᰍ ১ ≀ ໑ ﾞ ઉ ᨦ ദ ꒷꒦ ꣹ 𖧵 𖧁 𖣠 ▦ ꑘ 𖥔 ᠉ ִֶָ⁠ ৶ ‹3 ៸៸ ≡ ઇ 𖧧 キ " 𓄹 ⊹ ⿻ ७ ᘏ⑅ᘏ ٫ ⌕ ˇ ✧ ଡ ﹠ ｡ ، ？ 𖤐 ⌗ % ！ ᕱ ⑅ ᕱ 𓏲 ！ 𔘓 ഒ ⧉ ✰ ⋆ ٠ ─ ৎ୭ 𖧧 ⊹ ‹3 ꒷꒦ 𖦹 ᭢ 𓂅 ५ ∿ ♡ ఇ ‹𝟹 ໑ ❤︎ ৫ ‹ · ≀ ꕤ # ๑ ꞈ ⠀𓈒 ♡̶ 𓂃 𝆯 𓍯 𓏲 𔓘 ᭡ 𓂅 ꊥꊥ ᯽ ◷ ﹆ · જ ◐ ﹅ ᵕ̈ ♡̷̷ ५ ☺︎ ☹︎ ⸒ ⎙ › `

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•Like/reblog if u saved or use

#simbolos #messy simbols #blackpink #kpop #simbols bios #cute simbols

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diddybok · 4 months

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bf!skz when they’re needy

all characters depicted in my writing are from my own imagination and do NOT in any way represent nor reflect the people in real life :)

➩pairing: ot8 x gn!reader

➩genre(s): fake texts, smut

➩warnings: mdni, strong language, mentions of sex, pet names (cockslut, baby, doll etc etc), genshin, cbat

➩requested: yes

➩author’s note: i merged the request of skz being needy and on a sexy time ban together and made…this. personally, i don’t see what jeongin did wrong 🧍🏾‍♀️🧌

chris (he’s been moving mad on bbl atm someone please make his delusions a reality)

minho

changbin

hyunjin

jisung

felix

seungmin

jeongin

ʚ hope you enjoyed ^.^ you can support me by liking, commenting and reblogging! it is heavily appreciated ᵕ̈ ɞ

i do not permit my work to be translated or reposted in any way, thank you.

general taglist: @spacegirlstuff @chengmeiauau @elisiexoxo

if you would like to be added to the general taglist or removed, let me know in the comments, send an ask or message me!

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luvscreens · 1 year

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↳˳🐚;; ❝ like or reblog if u use/save, dont repost or copy ᵕ̈ ೫˚∗: @itscolour

#taylor swift #taylor swift lockscreens #taylor swift wallpapers #taylor swift edits #taylor swift homescreen #lockscreens #lockscreen #ina #wallpaper #wallpapers #folklore #folklore era

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arlerts-angel · 6 months

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「💌」 𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐬-𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥'𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 「💌」

this is just one way i can thank you all for not only 200 followers but also for welcoming me into this space with open arms! every like, comment, and/or reblog on a fic, every ask, every compliment means the world to me and it makes my heart so happy that there are people who appreciate my writing even when i feel insecure about it. thank you, friends. 🤍 (if you read this comment '❤️')

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prttydolls · 2 years

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A draco one shot where female reader is cheering for Draco in the stands wearing his jersey and after they win she hugs him and kisses him all proud of him and a photographer captures the moment and years later they visit the school after graduating and marrying eachother and they see that photo after that win and they remember that day and how much they miss being at Hogwarts. Maybe even at one point where Scorpious is in 5th year or later he sees that photo and is happy to be the son of 2 people who really love each other.

deserving ˖*°࿐ᵕ̈ draco malfoy

ˋ°•*⁀➷ warning(s) : bad writing.

ˋ°•*⁀➷ authors note : ty for requesting!! i added lyra i hope u dont mind :)) also, i think im losing my mojo writing for draco :( like its just so messy and not the same as it was before.. PLEASE REBLOG!! thank you 💞

1997

“and malfoy wins the cup for this season! slytherin wins!” the announcer shouted loudly.

the slytherins cheered very loudly while the other houses groaned and boo'ed the slytherins. draco had a smug smile, he was proud for himself.

he couldn't have done it without his beautiful muse, y/n. who encouraged him to carry on the game.

draco flew to the slytherin stands and gave y/n the snitch, “this ones for you my love.” draco smiled as he gave you the snitch. you felt your cheekss heated up and smiled shyly as you received the gift from him. you mouthed him a 'i love you.'

all eyes were all on you, they all found you such a adorable couple.

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you and draco were walking back to the castle, he was still in his quidditch uniform. colin a 3rd year came up to you with his muggle camera.

“h-hi! can i take a picture from the both of you?” the small gryffindor nervously asked.

you both nodded and posed for the camera, a small flash came before your eyes and there was 2 freshly developed photos.

“thank you! here.. you could have this!” colin handed you the photograph and ran back to the castle.

“i think hes scared of you dray.” you laughed,draco scoffed “he should be.”

the photograph contained the both of you smiling and dracos arm on your waist.

it was perfect.

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that day later, you and draco saw the photograph that colin took in the wall of achievements. it labeled, “october 12, 1997 slytherin wins the quidditch cup!” you both smiled at it, but draco just wanted to put a comment about it.

“they should've put the most hottest slytherin couple” draco joked, you nudged him in the arm and laughed with him.

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2021

that was years ago from now, you married draco and got a beautiful baby boy after being married for 3 months . and was blessed with a baby girl when scorpius was 10

draco was so greatful for you, he truly didnt deserved to be blessed with three angels.

the both of you were visiting scorpius with lyra, until you saw him looking at the wall of achievements from 1997.

he was looking at the pictures that was taken from dracos victory in quidditch. “oh! hi mom hi dad! also, hii lyra.” scorpius greeted as he gsve the three of you hugs.

“hi scorpy!” lyra did grabby hands to her older brother. Scorpius took lyra away from you and carried her.

“scorp, how are you my boy?” draco asked, “im doing good dad! i got the highest score than everyone else!” scorpius excitedly rants.

you and draco smiled at him, he truly reminded the both of you as eachother.

“look! mama its youu and dada!” the five yearold babbled, draco just smiled with content he truly did not deserve any of you.

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naveymoon · 2 years

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𖤐 With You Part Three (Austin!Elvis x Reader)

Austin!Elvis x Fem!Reader Word Count: 3532

Summary: An unexpected visitor arrives at the hospital to pay you a visit, and the two of you share a moment that you wish could last forever.

Note(s): Sorry for the wait for this part, everyone, it was much harder to write than I anticipated! But I am so so grateful for all of the love and support on my writing, especially for this fic series which is still ongoing (more parts pending haha)! I hope this lives up to your expectations! And I am almost at 100 followers, thank you so much! I am so grateful for every single comment, reblog and like, so never doubt that! As always, all feedback is appreciated, but please be nice! Thank you, El ᵕ̈

Oh, also, I remember you asking for the tag for the next part, so here you are: @amiets2 <3

*.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"She just stepped out! I ain't even see her, man!"

"Stop being so useless and get a damn ambulance here, now!" His voice is deep, full of rage and grief. His hands are trembling as he pulls your lifeless body into his arms. "Y/N? Y/N? God damn it, baby, open your eyes. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry 'bout what I done. Please come back t'me."

His palm softly smacks your cheek three times, and you can feel his body trembling as he clings to you like the rock of eternity. Hot tears fall onto your pale skin, accompanied by wisps of his hair, as he leans down to hover his ear over your mouth, almost sobbing out in relief as your short and sweet breaths fan the side of his face.

"Thank you, Lord. God, thank you." He murmurs, barely loud enough to be heard above the noise of the crowd. "If you can hear me, baby, just stay with me, okay? You're gonna be just fine. Ambulance'll be here soon and they'll take care of ya, you hear me? God, I hope you can hear me."

Your ears quiver as you come to, the light of day scorching hot on your right cheek as your senses balance themselves with your brain. Muffled words surround you, and you gradually open your eyes to find a crowd of blurry individuals at the end of your bed. You're so drowsy from the medication that you can't keep your eyes open for more than a few seconds, and you groan in pain and perplexity at how messed up you feel. What happened to drugs making you feel better?

Your hand is encompassed by another, "Y/N? Are you in pain, sweetheart?"

"Mm." You respond drowsily.

A worrisome deep voice fills your ears, "Should we get the nurse?"

"Elvis?" You murmur, blinking open your eyes to meet your father's worried gaze. You blink your tired eyes to clear them of the haze and look around the room with all the strength you can summon. Olivia and Gladys are present, but no sight of your raven haired boy. "Is Elvis here?"

Your father sighs, gazing over to the right side of you, which is entirely clouded by black speckled vision in your peripherals, "Yes, but he was just leaving, pumpkin, don't worry about it."

"Elvis." You repeat, your gaze shifting from your father to the right side of your bed. The man who had unexpectedly reappeared in your life, rocking your world all over again, is sitting in a chair entirely pulled up to the side of your hospital bed. He looks at your father before leaning forward and tilting his head to properly look at you. Your subconscious lets a weak smile tremble upon your lips, "You are here."

Elvis looks at you, his eyes twinkling, "Well of course I am, darlin'."

"You..and your Mama." You return your gaze to Gladys, who is approaching the bed to keep an eye on you from beside her son. "Hi, Mrs Presley. Sorry y'have to see me like this."

"Stop that foolishness, you're just as beautiful as the day I met ya," she asserts as she kisses your forehead.

Elvis smiles at your interaction, placing his hand on his mother's arm and looking at you reassuringly. "We were so worried 'bout ya."

"Oh, I'm just fine." You wave him off, a bit uneasy in the presence of your father, who is huffing beside you, plainly irritated by the two interrupting your rest. "It's so nice to see you Mrs Presley, 's been so long."

"Well, honey, the circumstances aren't great, but the same to you," Gladys sighs.

"Alright, alright." Your father coughs, drawing everyone's attention to himself. "I believe that's enough for today."

You throw Gladys a weary grin before returning your focus to your father, who appears to have steam rising from his ears. He expresses his displeasure with the interaction with a scoff before looking at his watch, "Now y've both had chance to see her and lose all ya guilt, you can go. You aren't needed here."

"Daddy!" You and Olivia both exclaim, one stronger than the other. Despite the fact that you both had the same reaction, it was for completely different reasons; Olivia's was that he was simply being rude, and yours was that he was sending away the one person your heart yearned to see, no matter how much your head fought it; seeing him had made you feel almost completely better instantly.

Elvis clears his throat, "With-with all due respect, sir, we ain't here to cause no type of trouble, 'specially not Mama so leave her outta all this. We just wanted to see Y/N, see how she was doin' after the accident. Ain't nothin' wrong with that."

"It's been three days!" Your father answers, his entire body consumed by rage. "Three damn days my daughter been lying here because of you! She was goin' to go on and do so much better after you left her but you had to come back into her life and ruin it all over again, didn't ya? When will you ever stop? She don't need you, she never has, she can do so much better than some wannabe popstar who's just gonna leave her again the second he gets a better deal!"

There is silence, and you wait with bated breath.

You glance at Elvis with pleading eyes, half expecting him to blow up beside you, screaming curses and denouncing your father for every dime he's worth. His gaze, however, is not on you or your father, but on the hospital tag that is tied around your limply rested on the blanket wrist. Glistening tears are evident in his eyes, and the sorrow you feel seeing him like this is worse than the physical damage you sustained in the accident.

"Perhaps he's right, Elvis." Gladys sniffles as she rests an uncomfortable hand on her son's shaking shoulder. "Let's go home and give Y/N a chance to rest, alright?"

You're embarrassingly desperate to keep them from going so soon, so you turn to your father and beg in a nervous tone, "Please, Daddy, don't speak on my behalf. I have the ability to make my own decisions, and 'm happy for them to stay for a little while."

"Y/N.." Your father's tone is a warning, an attempt to prevent you from being hurt again, but you are much too stubborn to let him prevail. "Damn it, I need some air. Twenty minutes. You get twenty minutes, boy, you better make every second count."

He leaves too fast for Elvis to say anything in response, and so the younger boy is left with the weight of the world on his shoulders, knowing not only does he have to win you over, but your father and your sister too.

"Hey, mama, could you give us some time to talk?"

Gladys is quick to oblige, moving to pick up her handbag from the chair in the corner before exiting the room with a polite wave to you.

With an uneasy sigh, Olivia rises from her seat and asks, "Y/N, are you going to be okay here by yourself?"

You're about to remark that you're not alone, but you recognise what she's implying by the way she's not looking at Elvis at all, the disdain present in her eyes.

"I'll be OK." You provide a mild response. "Thank you, Liv."

She gives you a warm smile before following Gladys.

As the door closes behind her, the tension built up between you and Elvis threatens to smother you. He alternates between staring at the blue hospital blanket spread over you, and your face, unsure which is more suitable given the circumstances.

"I thought you'd forgotten about me once again." You joke as you steadily lift yourself into a sitting position by the sides of your bed.

Elvis sits up in his seat, "God, Y/N, no. I haven't stopped thinking about you this whole time. Wanted to come and see you so bad but the media is desperate for getting a story on us right now so..so it was never a safe time. Still ain't, but just had to ignore the inevitable and come see you. Mama knew a way in from her days workin' here and so we had to do it that way, not the safest, but still, we're here."

"I'm grateful you're here." You answer honestly, coughing slightly afterwards. "D'ya think you could grab me some water? My throat's all dry and scratchy."

His eyes are filled with pity and sadness, yet all he says is a calm, "Of course."

You cast your gaze over him as he stands to retrieve the water jug from the table by the window and refill your glass. He's dressed more formally than the last time you met him, but it's still very him, with high-waisted grey trousers and a fully buttoned dark green patterned shirt. You notice the bags under his eyes as he turns around, meeting your gaze and breaking your focus on him. He seems to be exhausted.

"Here y'are, doll." Elvis looks down as he offers you the water, your hands shaking furiously against the glass. His concern for you is evident on his face and in his actions as he wraps your fingers around the glass and keeps his beneath yours for support, his warmth extending to your palm, guiding the glass to your lips. "That enough? Can get you some more if you're still-"

After he lifts the glass away from your lips, you respond, "No thank you, I'm good." His worry remains even when he takes his seat again, so you feel obligated to explain, "Hey, it's..it's okay, it's just a side effect of the pain medication. Nurses say it'll wear off after a few days."

Elvis hums quietly as he leans back in his chair, "There's so much I was gonna say to ya. Went over it all in my head over and over when I was driving me and Mama here, but now 'm here, looking at you, seeing your pretty eyes watchin' me, it's all faded away."

"'s okay, I have stuff I wanna say too."

You smile to reassure him since he appears worried.

"Well..first off 'm sorry 'bout Saturday. When I...When I saw you..all these feelings were hitting me harder than I could've imagined. I dreamt 'bout seeing you again so much but when it really happened, I was in shock." You make an effort to explain, small details of the night bursting like bubbles in your hazy mind. "'m sorry if I said horrible things, I wasn't thinking right. But most of all 'm sorry for stumbling out into the road like that and causin' you all this trouble. I know the media's been hasslin' you like hell recently already."

Elvis is perplexed as he waits for you to finish speaking before interjecting. He anticipated you to still be justifiably angry at him, to have given him a piece of your mind, as he deserved. Instead, you were calm and passive, which left him concerned.

"You ain't got nothing to be sorry for." Elvis expresses himself with obvious emotion in his words. "None of what happened was your fault, 'specially not the accident so don't even say that. Everything ya said to me that night was deserved and true. Hell, I should be the one spillin' my apologies to you, doll. You..you were so upset, I shoulda left you alone, I know, but I just...Seein' you was like my silver linin'; my angel sent from the heavens, you know? I wasn't expectin' you to be so cold to me, but..but I deserved it."

"Elvis..."

He shakes his head, "No, mama, gotta say what I need to say 'fore you go defendin' me like you do."

In defeat, you sigh but remain silent.

"I was stupid for doin' what I did." He speaks this seriously, nodding to himself as though to encourage himself to actually say the words. "All that time ago, when things were just getting started, and I let the Colonel get into my head 'bout you. I was so caught up in finally getting what I wanted, finally makin' a difference in the world and finally getting my family what they always deserved, that I forgot 'bout what truly mattered to me in this world." He struggles for a minute, scratching the back of his neck, while you long for him to just say what he means. "That's…uh, you, doll."

Biting your lower lip, you tilt your head to hear him better, "Me?"

He laughs at your actions but tears well up in his eyes, and his laughter is abruptly interrupted by a sob.

"Elvis." You stretch out your hand to run through his soft hair as he cries into his hands in front of you, helplessly. "Don't cry, please."

He shivers beneath your touch, and you sigh quietly, scooting along the bed's side and pushing down the metal frame before lowering both of your feet to the floor below. As he sobs and sobs and sobs, you tenderly wrap your arms around him, his head buried against your stomach. All of your anger and hurt has vanished in an instant, and all you want to do is make him feel better, no matter what it takes.

You sit on the bed and lift his face to rest in your hands. His eyes are red and puffy, yet they are still their beautiful blue and are full of hope. His cheeks are pale but warm to the touch, and his lips shake as he prepares to let the next sob fall, but w hen you look at him, your heart skips a beat, still hopelessly beating to the rhythm of his love.

"It's okay, honey," you reassure him, leaning in to lay your forehead against his. His eyelashes flutter shut, and he lets out a few whimpers before all that remains is a few ragged breaths as he tries to calm himself. "It's all okay."

He raises his hands to rest on your cheeks, thumbs stroking along your skin in a calming manner that allows him to settle down in a matter of seconds. He slowly draws away to look at you when he is feeling much more composed, watching as you gaze back at him with such an expression that he can't work out what you are genuinely feeling behind your eyes, all he knows is that you look so beautiful.

"Didn't mean to break down like that on ya, doll," he admits, his cheeks shining a gorgeous pink tint that brightens his complexion. "Like-like I was sayin', I didn't realise how lucky I was t'have you there with me all that time when things were first getting started. I know we tried to stay in touch after…but, doll, I hated just being your friend. The 'mount of times I just wanted to touch you, kiss you, and look for you in the crowds at my concerts was just…It..the way I felt 'bout ya..was eatin' me up damn near every time I saw ya."

His confession has you on the threshold of tears, threatening to spill from your overflowing eyes, "Y'never told me. We..we could've worked something out. Y'just left me."

"I know, baby." He murmurs, becoming choked up again. "I wanted to tell ya, I swear to ya, but..but the Colonel said..he said it's best I just..I just move on. Then he just started talkin' 'bout sacrifices again, and I'm…God, I'm so sorry I listened to him, Y/N/N."

"So, y'never hated me?" you exhale heavily after a beat of silence.

"What?" He exclaims, gazing at you as if you've hung the moon and stars just in front of him. "Hated you? How could I ever have hated you, Y/N? I feel so much for you, baby, but hate is not one of them. Hell, you know the stars'll go out before I stop loving you."

"You...you really mean that?"

Elvis sees all the harm his actions have caused you in that one question, from the glints of doubt in your glassy eyes to the way your cheeks are crimson and burning. Your fists are clenched in your lap as you stare at him, the trust issues he implanted shining through.

"God, baby, I.." He pauses, how can he expect you to believe whatever he says when he was the sole reason you couldn't trust anyone in the first place? "You know, darlin', I talk to a hell of a lot of people every single day. All these people tellin' me that they like my music, that they like my voice, hell, that they even like me. I hear all their voices telling me all kinds of stuff, stuff that makes me so damn happy to hear, but the only voice I ever wanna hear saying those words is yours, you know? Your opinion always meant the most t'me. I miss hearing your excitement and all the advice you'd give me when I was struggling to believe in myself. I miss seein' your pretty little face dolled up when we'd go out and I got to hold you on my arm like the luckiest man t'ever lived. My biggest regret's always gonna be letting you go, the best damn thing that ever happened to me."

Your eyes widen as he confesses every one of his thoughts to you, and you delicately pinch yourself to wake yourself up, but you're still perched on the edge of your hospital bed, staring at your old lover, silent tears flowing down your cheeks, unable to fathom the entire situation.

"I ain't expect you to ever forgive me for what I did to you, baby," Elvis says, his hands trembling as they come to rest on your lap. "I know I won't ever forgive myself for the pain I caused ya, as the most special girl I know, but know that if I had a time machine, 'd go back and things would be so much different, I swear to ya. I just need one chance to show ya that you're what I want most in this world from now on, to treat you the way I should've all that time ago."

You almost weep as you brush your thumbs over his knuckles, relieved by his words. You'd waited so long for an apology, so long for an explanation, so long for him to return and make things so much better, and now you'd finally gotten what you deserved after all this time. A huge weight seemed to have been lifted from your shoulders, so you smile at him softly, pupils dilating as your eyes settle on his face.

"What you smilin' at me like that for, doll?"

His soothing chuckle pushes you to giggle, and soon you're both laughing together just like old times.

"'m just so...relieved." He nods, his gaze fixed on you, as though he wants you to continue. "'ve waited for you to say this to me for so long, it's all I've dreamed of for so many months. I'm so..so happy."

Elvis hums, cupping his hand to your cheek and smiling as you nuzzle up to him. "Baby, are you saying you'll give me a chance?"

"You already know how I feel about you, Elvis...you've always known you've got me wrapped around your little finger." You place your hand on your cheek over his. "I can't lose you again, honey, and plus, I forgave you a long time ago. You are all I want, all I need, so yes, this is me saying I'll give you another chance."

His kiss is feather light against your lips, easing you into the intensity you both want to release on each other.

"How did I ever get so lucky with you?" he muses as he presses another kiss to the corner of your mouth before raising his lips to kiss your forehead.

"It's not luck, honey," you remark, your eyes twinkling with ecstasy. "It's love."

As he peers up at you, he shakes his head, "I ain't never deserved you, not for one second. I promise you that I ain't ever gonna make the same mistake with you twice, I never wanna hurt you like that ever again. You're too damn special to me."

"I always knew you'd come back, just like you said," you assure him. "I trust you more than anything."

Elvis grins, "My girl, my best girl. I wanna show you off to the world, I ain't wanna hide no more. I ain't give a damn what the Colonel says, or anybody else; you are mine and I am yours, and the world will know it."

"Elvis," you are sceptical of his decision, holding his face in your hands as you scan his eyes for any hint of duplicity, but find none. "Are you sure about this?"

"I ain't going to lose you again, Y/N. I always promised myself that if I got you back, I'd do everything better. Everythin' I do now is for you, and for my family, nothing is gonna come between us this time."

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