#THE END OF THE VIDEO HAS ME CLOSE TO TEARS THIS IS SO FUNNY
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Steve has it all planned out perfectly. He's going to have Robin subtly pry it out of Eddie on whether or not he would say yes if he asked him out. He’s pretty sure the answer is yes with the way he’s been flirting with him and hovering around Family Video not even buying anything during Steve’s shifts.
So, at the end of his shift with Robin (and Eddie who has stayed perched on the counter for the past hour), Steve nudges Robin's shoulder and heads to the breakroom. Signal one.
He tries to crack the door and listen, but it closes before he can stop it. Shit. Not a part of the plan.
The problem is that the hinges are unbearably squeaky and just the smallest movement will reveal what Steve is doing… unless he moves the door very very very very slowly. Or, he can get on the ground and try to listen under the crack of the door.
He glances down at his nice jeans and shirt. He sighs. The things he does for Eddie Munson…
Steve begrudgingly gets on the ground and hopes he’ll at least be able to hear footsteps in case someone tries to open the door. He cups a hand around his ear and finds that he can barely hear anything. Great.
He gets up and goes through the task of turning the knob and opening the door so slowly that it feels like it’s not even moving. Then, he slowly starts to hear voices.
“Come on…has to be… something you like…” Steve hears Robin say.
He opens the door enough that he can hear Eddie response of, “I guess I like fat bottomed girls.”
Okay, not at all what Steve was expecting in fact… oh no, this means he doesn’t like him. He gets so caught up in his head that he doesn’t notice when he leans a little too heavily on the door, and then it’s loudly squeaking open and Steve is stumbling out.
Eddie and Robin both stare at him with similar looks of confusion but Robin’s is more tinted with disbelief.
Steve straightens up and tries to avoid eye contact with Eddie because it feels a little too much like rejection. "Time to go, Robin."
"But Steve-"
"Now," Steve says using his mom tone usually only reserved for the kids. He rushes toward the front door.
A gentle hand on his arm stops him. "Steve?" Eddie asks.
Steve plasters on a smile and turns to him. "I'll see you around," he says and turns around hoping that maybe he won't see him around so he can get over his crush. He knows he's being dramatic, but he really thought they had something.
He rushes out the door as he hears Robin say, “You stay right there,” to Eddie before she rushes off after Steve.
When the door closes behind him and Robin is at his side, Steve says, "You know we can't lock up if he's in there."
Robin crosses her arms and fixes him with a look. "Why are you chickening out?"
Steve can hardly believe her. Did she not hear what he said? “Because he’s not interested.”
Robin laughs loudly. Way to rub it in his face. “Steve, what the hell did you hear behind that door?”
Steve sighs and yells, “He said he likes girls with fat bottoms!”
Robin stares at him for a long time before realization crosses over her face and then she bursts into laughter. She laughs so hard that she’s doubled over, and Steve thinks there are actual tears streaming down her face. He crosses his arms not seeing what’s funny about any of this.
Robin gasps, “Sorry.” Then laughs again so hard that she has to sit on the ground.
Out of the corner of his eye, he sees the door to Family Video open. “Is she okay?” Eddie asks with concern.
“I have no idea,” Steve says honestly.
They both watch as Robin tries to pull herself together, but she ends up shrieking, “Steve, tell Eddie what you heard.”
Steve sighs and feels the tips of his ears get hot. He doesn’t even look at Eddie when he mutters, “I heard you say you like fat bottomed girls.”
Robin shrieks with laughter again as Eddie suddenly gasps in horror which has Robin somehow laughing harder.
“You heard me say that??” Eddie practically yells in panic.
“Yeah, man. But it’s no big deal. You like what you like,” Steve says with a shrug.
Eddie shakes his head and ends up sitting on the ground next to Robin with his head in his hands. “I’m going to die of embarrassment.”
That makes things worse, and all Steve wants to do is get in his car and go far away. “You two have fun,” he says angrily stalking off.
This seems to snap Robin out of whatever state she’s in. “Steve, list some of your favorite Queen songs!”
What the hell? Steve turns to her slowly. “Why would I do that?”
“Just do it!” Robin says frantically still on the ground next to Eddie who has his head in his hands.
Steve crosses his arms. “Somebody to Love, Killer Queen, I Want to Break Free, Fat Bottomed Girls, Crazy Little Thing Cal-”
“Stop!” Robin says with a smile. “Backtrack. What song did you say before that?”
“Fat Bottomed Girls?” Steve says in confusion. What is she getting at?
“So, I could say that you like Fat Bottomed Girls?” She presses on.
Steve nods still confused.
“And I could also say that Eddie likes Fat Bottomed Girls,” Robin says trying to gesture for Steve to get something more out of that.
“I can’t believe I ever admitted that to you,” Eddie says from the ground.
Then, it hits Steve. “Oh,” Steve says then takes another moment before saying, “Oh.”
“Yeah, dingus!”
Eddie’s head snaps up. “I feel like I’m missing something here.”
Steve sighs and joins the two on the ground. He looks at Eddie and confesses, “I was trying to listen to you two behind the break room door, but I closed it, and by the time I got it open, all I heard you say was that you liked fat bottomed girls. Not the song. Just the phrase.”
Eddie looks at him with his eyebrows drawn together. “Why the hell would you believe I would randomly say that?”
“Because I was trying to get Robin to get you to say how you’d react if I asked you out,” Steve says running a hand through his hair. Gosh, this is all a disaster.
“And you thought that my answer was that instead of yes?” Eddie asks.
Steve nods and sighs. “Now we’re in this mess of a misunderstanding.”
Eddie nods in agreement and runs a hand over his face.
Robin stands up and dramatically asks, “Are you two dingus really like really actual dinguses??”
Steve looks up at her in confusion, and Eddie does the same beside him.
Robin groans and mutters something like I’m going to kill them one day under her breath. “Okay,” Robin says and takes a deep breath before directing her gaze at Eddie. “You, stop thinking about how Steve now knows that you like Queen, and instead focus on how he said he wanted to ask you out!” She turns to Steve. “And you! Stop focusing on the mess of this plan, and instead focus on how Eddie said he would say yes if you asked him out!” She sighs and goes toward the front door. “Now, I’m going to clean up inside, and by the time I lock up, you better have planned a damn date!” She ends her rant by slamming the door behind her.
Steve takes a moment to process her words, and somehow, it hits him late again. He blames the damn concussions. He turns to Eddie who stares at him with wide eyes. “You were going to ask me out?”
Steve looks at him for a moment then smiles. “I was before I learned about the whole Queen thing. Kind of kills your whole metal vibe you have going for yourself. Really ruining your image.”
Eddie rolls his eyes and shoves his shoulder against his. “You’re mean.”
“And you like Queen.”
“Some Queen,” Eddie admits. “But I don’t think that’s what we should be talking about right now.”
“No?” Steve asks with a smile.
Eddie smiles back and then gets a manic look in his eyes. “Steve Harrington will you go on a date with me and be forced to spend eternity knowing that I asked you out first after you had a whole plan?”
Steve laughs and easily flirts. “It’ll be worth it if I get to have you for all that eternity you mentioned.”
Eddie flushes red, and Steve can’t help but smile a little wider.
“So let’s go back to this Queen thing.”
“Oh my gosh, please shut up,” Eddie exclaims, and Steve can’t help but take the obvious line thrown to him.
“Make me,” he says leaning in.
Eddie puts a hand over his mouth, and Steve’s eyebrows furrow. He takes his hand away from his mouth and says, “That is not what I meant.”
Eddie sighs, a bit flustered, “Then, what did you mean? I think we’ve established that communication is not our strong point right now.”
Steve laughs and properly turns to him and grabs his hands. “I meant that I wanted you to kiss me.”
Eddie’s eyes widen. “Yeah?”
“Yeah,” Steve says and leans in.
Their lips barely brush when the Family Video door opens. “I said to make a date, not make out.”
Steve leans back and groans. “Robin!”
“I’m the one who got you two here, you can’t fuss at me,” Robin argues.
Steve sighs and stands up and offers his hands out to Eddie to pull him up. When he does, he lingers in his space a bit before announcing, “Robin, close your eyes.”
“I’m going back inside,” Robin says with a mixture of fondness and annoyance.
“Even better,” Steve says and finally leans in and kisses Eddie.
He thinks that maybe his plan turned out to be perfect.
#steddie#eddie munson#steve harrington#robin buckley#steddie ficlet#stranger things#dinguses to lovers
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"I was reincarnated as a baby in a video game that I originally trapped in!"
Finally, the long wait sequel 😭
Warnings: fluff? Malleus is delulu
A/N: I've had to rewrite this four times due to my shit just not saving and I kinda got burned out and gaveup? I'm sorry if the ending looks rush, I will try to make a final at one point
"Sebek!!! Please for the love of the sevens, please quiet down! You're making the baby cry!"
"HOW CAN I? THERE IS A BABY IN THE WOODS! IT CAN BE A DEMON!".
Silver and Sebek bickering, it was almost reminiscing. Well if only they haven't left this place only a couple of hours ago just to re-land back into this place.
'Sliver, Sebek, please! I'm crying because I'm a fucking baby. Come on guys? Don't you recognize me?'
(Name) thought about it, if a couple of hours back in their world was only a few decades for this world- (Name)'s faced paled, 'Oh my God, do I even look the same? Do I have a tail or ears now? Lets just pray I have magic this time'.
"Maybe they're hungry?"
"Let's take them to Master!"
On the way to the castle, the two still bickered, leaving (Name) to remember what it was like before.
(Name) looked around, nothing looked too familiar but Silver and Sebek looked older. Silver had grown out his hair, holding it in a ponytail like Lilia. Sebek had also grown scales on the side of his face, like his grandfather. 'How long has time passed?' (Name) wondered.
Thunder was getting louder as they reach the castle, light spread in the sky. Causing (Name) to involuntary cry, 'Everything is so much louder as a baby' (Name) noted.
"Hey hey, shhhhh, it's okay little one, no more crocodile tears" Silver commented.
"STOP THAT"
"stop what"
"Puns!"
'Yep, just like old times' (Name) sighed.
As they reached the gate (Name) noticed that the Valley of Thorns wasn't so much a valley anymore but a fully flourished town, bustling with those old 1920 wind-up cars.
Sebek turned to Sliver, "stay here while I go fetch us a car, I don't think we could walk anymore with that thing hold us back".
As Sebek left it was just Silver and (Name), Silver had a sad look in his eye while looking at (Name). "You know it's kinda funny... we are kinda of the same".
Thunder roared in the sky. Sliver looked up to the clouds, "it seems like Malleus is upset again, maybe father cooked again" he chuckled.
'Silver has matured...' (Name) wanted to tell Sliver how proud they were, but all that came out was small cooing.
(Name) fell alseep in the car, their small baby mind and body made it exhausting to do anything, even thinking was exhausting.
"Hmm, they seem a bit malnourished". Lilia stared at the sleeping child.
Sebek scoffed, "Well of course, we found them in the labyrinth".
Malleus sat on his high thrown, watching the three bicker around the sleeping babe 'Reminds me of a certain tale'.
Malleus was uninterested, Sebek requesting an audience, rather demanding. Malleus could careless about a baby found in the middle of a labyrinth, he was more concerned about the shining light that came from said labyrinth. He thought about the perfect, he thought that they finally came back after all these years, maybe they had change their mind? Maybe they realized that this world was better than their own magicless, depressing, pathetic-
"Mallllleuus~ you're ruining that family relic we call throne with your nails".
Malleus scoffed, " I don't have time for this. Where is the perfect? Did you two come empty handed?".
Malleus's loud voice awoke (Name), startling them. Malleus aged like wine, his piercing green eye stared into their soul.
Sebek coughed before yanking (Name) out of Silver's arms. "Master! We found them where the light ended...... There was no perfect....".
Green magic engulfed their tiny body bring them close to Malleus.
"Now be careful Malleus~ they are just a babe".
As (Name) floated in the air, Malleus stared into their soul. "You're telling me... that this is all the sevens have blessed us with? How.... generous". Thunder echoed through the throne room, lighting flash. Sometimes (Name) forgot how powerful Malleus was. This was the man who could change the weather based on his mood.
As (Name) floated closer, the more scared they became, not of malleus but how utterly helpless they were, stuck in a baby's body.
"Hmmm, I smell no magic in them, but their eyes..... me of a certain human....from many years ago". (Name) floated into Malleus arms, his breathing hitched. Wrapping their tiny arms around the man, hugging him. Feeling his breathing change and how the storm that roared slowly soothed.
Malleus smiled fondly at (Name) their eyes locked.
"You shall be called "(Name)" in rememance to my dear friend, no, someone who was very dear to me. Now, now do not argue young one That is an honor. I have alot of respect for this name".
'How original Malleus'
"And you shall call me father aswell".
'WHAT' (Name) wailed.
The kingdom of thorns rejoiced when Malleus announced his new "hier", the kingdom could be heard throughout the night celebrating.
Malleus rocked (Name) back and forth as they slept.
Malleus looked at (Name) fondly, “How old do you think they are Lilia?”
Lilia sighed as he watched the celebration down below.
“I do not know, but I do know that the-”.
Malleus growled, “I do not care for what those old bag of”, he breathed, calming himself before he could awake (Name).
Lilia looked at the scene before him, reminding of himself in the past. Scared and alone with a baby, trying to fill a hole on his heart that was empty at the time.
“since the perfect’s birthday soon, that shall be (Name)’s new birthdate, (birthdate), that's soon, right Lilia? We must have a celebration!”.
Lilia sighed looking at the boy he could call a son, “I'll call the Rosehearts-”.
A celebration in deed, it reminding (Name) of that one scene in Shrek 2. No, it was that scene. A large red carpet to the entrance of the castle, the throne room decorated way to elegant for a baby's birthday, clothing to elegant for a mere child's birthday. (Name) watched boredly in Malleus lap, watching many make conversations. Some would occasionally walk up to the two, bow, leave a gift for (name) and walk away.
“Well look what that cat dragged in” Malleus teased.
‘Leona! Ruggie!’ (Name) involuntary cooed. The two obviously aged, while the Fae barely tinted. Leona’s hair gotten darker and Ruggie got taller.
“What poor person had the unfortunate to bed with a lizard?” Leona snickered.
Ruggie sighed, “Leona! Best behavior man-”
“Yes Leona, best behavior we wouldn't want another PR incident”. Malleus smiled.
‘election? I thought the Sunset Savannah was a monarchy? Is Leona trying to turn it to a democracy?’ (Name) was in deep thought, just how much has changed.
Lilia walked up to the three, “Boys couldn't you pick another day to brawl? Leona, hold your comments, aren't you trying to get supporters on your side for an election?”.
As (Name) was in deep thought, they were then host into Leona's arms.
"What's their name?"
"(Name)".
Leoma looked at Malleus with disgust and rage, "you think you can replace them!?".
Malleus glared, "I could never replace (Name) that is (Name)!".
Leona felt rage boil within him, staring down at (Name).
"Your scent... it smells like"
'Come on Leona, you can recognize me!'
"Like shit! Does anyone around here know how to take care of a baby? Their diaper is full!"
'DAMN IT'
"Stop that crying, you have no reason to cry".
#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland x reader#leona kingscholar#twst crack#mallues draconia#platonic#twst x reader
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Behind the scenes pictures of Queen on iconic I Want to Break Free music video gives extraordinary glimpse into closeness of the band
The fascinating pictures show the band fooling around on the video shoot
By DAN SALES
Published: 03:42 EST, 24 September 2023 | Updated: 04:20 EST, 24 September 2023 (x)
Never-before-seen pictures of Queen making the trailblazing I Want To Break free music video shows the incredible bond between the band members.
Candid images - all shot by veteran photographer Simon Fowler - show the sheer joy and fun of the group during the now-legendary filming of the promo.
The video stunned music fans when it came out and had the rockers dressed up as housewives in a suburban home.
In one of the newly-revealed pictures the band are shown in hysterics, with one crewmember wiping away tears of laughter as Freddie Mercury fools around behind a bewigged John Deacon.
Freddie appears to be pretending to be a hairdresser as John chuckles in his seat, as Brian May beams by a back wall as they stare into the mirror at their new look.
Later Brian can be seen clutching his curlers as he gazes into the distance as he is captured on film.
Roger Taylor also looks to be having a ball in one of the archive pictures, pouting in his schoolgirl-style costume.
Photographer Simon, who took pictures of the group throughout their career, opened up his archives to allow MailOnline to publish some of the incredible shots.
The band are seen having a great laugh backstage as they get ready to shoot the video promo
Roger Taylor in costume pouts as his picture is taken on the set of I Want To Break Free in 1984
He said he had no idea the theme of the video before he had turned up at Limehouse Studios in London to take the pictures.
Simon recalled: 'On Break Free I didn't get any idea of what it was going to be. I turned up and saw them and thought "Whoa, what is going on?".
'It was obviously a pastiche of Coronation Street. I remember on the day everybody was just fooling around laughing.
'It was so much fun that I was amazed that they actually got a video done.
'They had no concerns about doing anything that was unusual - they would just do it.
'They were just messing around in between the filming. I remember one funny moment when they were trying the stuff on and asking each other "what do you reckon of this wig?".
'That was the great thing about it, you have got Freddie with his big old 'tache, giving it all. 'It was without doubt the most fun shoot I have done.
'Every time I think about it I smile, the day just went so fast because everyone was having such a good time - it just whizzed by.
Simon revealed that the band preferred to be photographed all together for their promo shots
Brian May looks like he has awoken from a deep sleep with the curlers in this of Simon's shots
'When you get there I didn't know the story and the PR told me and I thought "that sounds great".
'I went backstage and the first thing I saw was them getting all their clobber done.'
Simon had photographed the band before after getting a phone call during the recording of their Hot Space album.
That record spawned the Under Pressure anthem and at first the photographer admits he had no idea who he would be going to shoot.
He recalled: 'I got a call out of the blue to do a job and originally thought they had said Cream at the time, which I thought couldn't have been right.
'Back in those days you would get millions of calls. I only realised later it was Queen and I was told I would only get ten minutes with them and it turned into three hours. It was for the album Hot Space.
'I think we just got on pretty well - I wasn't expecting much time at all and it was brilliant.
'Roger actually got me to do a bit of tapping when they were recording. I like to think I'm on Hot Space somewhere. It just went from there really.'
The band loved his work so he was invited back and ended up doing numerous shoots with them.
John Deacon - whose character in the video was miserable - laughs in a moment of down time
Freddie Mercury poses up on the set, leaning on a cabinet as he looks to the side of the room
But he counts his work on I Want to Break Free as one of the most exciting jobs of his career.
He admitted: 'I knew when I got called in for it, that it was going to be interesting.
'They wouldn't scrimp on stuff with the videos, they were big productions. If CGI was around then I am sure that would be what they were doing.
'When you were on set you would have to have eyes in the back of your head in some of the bigger productions, where there were cranes and stuff going round.
'When we went for lunch Brian was on the catering bus talking to me. He was still in the outfit with the curlers.
'I remember thinking "that's Brian May opposite me". It was so surreal. 'At the end of the day we saw the cut and it just looked great.
'I remember John taking a nap during the day, which he would have needed because the reality is they would have got there very early.
'They were trailblazers with videos, they really were. Queen were so unique in whatever they did. Brian with the sound and the guitar. I loved every minute of it
Veteran music photographer Simon Fowler is selling prints in aid of the Mercury Phoenix Trust
'Freddie was a trooper right up until the end. One of the things people don't notice about pictures of Queen is that you could never often get them out of the line-up
'They would not often move out of all four of them together for pictures.
'I think that's because they were a band but they were also incredible close friends too.
'They all had each others backs, none of them thought of themselves as the star - they were all equals.'
The behind-the-scenes pictures were brought back into the spotlight as Simon as he compiled Fine Art Prints of Freddie, Brian, Roger and John from The Miracle shoot.
They are being sold to help the fight against HIV and AIDS, with 50 per cent of proceeds going to the Mercury Phoenix Trust.
Simon added: 'I was thrilled to do this and just give something back and help a really great cause.
'I was delighted by the response and hope it can keep helping people.' (x)
Prints of Freddie, Brian, Roger and John from The Miracle shoot can be found here
#Brian May#my guitar god love#before anyone gets too excited .. this is from 2023#found this while I was *hoping* to find the unreleased pics mentioned the other day#GOOD ARTICLE!#Roger Taylor#John Deacon#Freddie Mercury#Queen#Queen: Academia#once again I am wishing for a time machine
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Ello! Could you do Mornings with Cove, Derek, and Baxter? Fem! MC, plz!
the boys are so sappy n in love w you/mc it's SICK
also does anyone else have trouble keeping their bonnet/scarf on bc i don't even bother anymore, n i alrdy tried the hair pins. it worked once n then never again
i sleep like a wild animal istg
ANYWAY!! enjoy anon! i'm so sorry it took so long<333
tags : Fluff, fem/afab reader (use of girl, ma'am, wife), multiple choice dialogue, every scenario has different tags bc it's easier for me that way👍, newly established relationship (derek/baxter), marrying cove
[scenarios in order of cove>baxter>derek]
synopsis : how you spend your mornings with the boys
tags : step 3 / in between step 3-4, you proposed to cove at the end of summer, eloping, moving in together
you're slow to wake up, rolling over and taking all the sheets with you.
you huff and try to untangle the sheets from under body and around your leg... once you're comfortable enough you pull your dangling pillow back onto the bed.
you reach over for cove, wanting to be close to your new husband.
"cove?" you finally open your eyes and search around the room. it's empty. well, save for the boxes and the new mattress on the middle of the floor where you slept together last night.
before you can call out again you hear some clinking and the sound of a sink running.
begrudgingly, you leave your nest of blankets in search of cove. it was worthless to stay in bed if he wasn't there.
first though you should wash up a bit, moving all those boxes had you so tired and you slept good.
you creep up behind cove, you already know he's heard you, but between the sizzling of the pan and the messy playlist terry oh so graciously made for you two.
determining there's not danger of one of you getting hurt by the hot pan in the case cove flinches, you wrap your arms around cove.
"oh-!" cove tenses up, putting a hand on your arm.
he laughs when you mumble "good morning" into his back, still sleepy and you almost fall asleep with your head leaned against him. cove is so comforting...
"don't fall asleep back there, i'm almost done cooking." cove's voice rumbles through you, disrupting your nodding head.
"mhm..." you slink over to the couch. it's crooked and in the middle of the room, all but thrown haphazardly in the room by the movers.
you blink, watching the trees sway and cars zoom by.
you're not in the heart of the city, but you're certainly not out in the middle of nearly nowhere like sunset bird.
"here ya go." the plate comes into view, startling you from your daydream.
you mumble your thanks, suddenly realizing how hungry you are. the meal is simple enough and made from whatever snacks and foods you took from your parents' house that are signaturely yours, but there's toast on the side and that's all that matters.
you eat in silence, propping up your computer on some boxes and watching a video, and after you're done eating, you continue down the funny animal rabbit hole.
"this is nice." you say suddenly, whispered almost.
"hey, that's my line." cove teases and you two share lazy wolfish grins. "no~, your line is saying that i'm nice." you correct, proving your innocence.
"so i'm not nice?" cove lays out a trap and you willingly fall into it.
"you are nice, very nice." you lean in to steal a peck, to which cove takes more. when you pull away, you can't help but laugh about it, it's cute how cove always wants more affection from you.
"i'm just saying, it's nice to be with you like this." you flush, suddenly aware of how embarrassing this is to admit. "y'know, being married and living together, 'n all that stuff..." you trail off, glancing off to the side as you let cove process what you said with a flustered face.
suddenly, his arms tighten around you and you look up to see him teary eyed.
"i'm happy too!"
you laugh, reaching up to wipe his tears away. "good."
cove sniffles, his voice thick from crying but also from affection. "i really liked waking up to you today, it was.. nice."
cove's blush must have been contagious because you felt your own face get hot. "i can't say the same since you were missing, but it was nice sleeping together. and we get to do it everyday and every night."
cove laugh, looking off to the side from being embarrassed at your admissions. "sorry, i was just so happy i wanted to surprise you in bed, but you got up before i could get back."
you smile, curling your fingers in his hair. "well, we got our whole lives for that."
you could practically see the hearts popping off cove, "will you wait for me to bring you breakfast tomorrow?"
you laugh, "sure cove."
cove puffs up, happy with every second that goes by. "what do you want to eat? we can go out shopping today. i really want to try this new flavor of juice i saw a few days ago, it's strawberry something..." cove rambles and you let him go on, agreeing and adding onto the verbal list.
eventually, cove pulls out his phone to write this down and you whisper, full of tenderness. "we're being domestic again, but it's for real this time since we're living together."
cove squeaks, unable to hide his face since his hands are holding his phone tight, trying not to drop it on you. "w-we are, aren't we?" cove laugh, happy again.
"thank you for agreeing to marry me."
cove blinks at you, surprised before he laughs. "you're doing it again."
"what?!" you sit up, grinning even though you're taking up a stance. "you've said that twice, what's that supposed to mean!"
cove shrugs, leaving you hanging. he hooks his arms around your neck, eyes full of love. "as if i'd ever say no, i mean.. i never really thought about getting married, but... well, i wouldn't marry anyone else."
you blink away tears, leaning down to capture cove in a kiss.
he hums happily, letting you slide your hand up his shirt when you get lost in each others lips before you pull away.
"let's elope."
"wh-what?!" cove scrambles, forcing you to sit up but he can't go anywhere with you on top of his lap.
"elope, let's get eloped." you repeat, suddenly embarrassed.
cove coughs, "right now?!"
you nod before you back track, "i mean.. unless you don't want to! i can wait, i'm just so happy that it came out..."
it's silent for a moment, and cove is trying to get his temperature down before he explodes..
"let's do it."
you snap your neck to look at him, "huh?"
cove is flustered and sweating a bit "let's elope.." he finally looks at you instead of his hands. "i can't wait either, and i mean.. we're going to be husband and wife anyway so, why not..?"
you grin, "okay! um- i'll get ready then." you stop, realizing there's some things that should be done before hand, "oh, maybe we should call our parents?"
cove nods, giving a strained smile. "they're gonna tease us again.."
you take his hand, "thats okay. we'll suffer together." cove pushes your shoulder with his and rolls his eyes.
"yeah, you're right. we got this."
tags : (after) step 4, multiple dialogue choice for poc readers/readers w different hair length/upkeep
you stir, your dream disturbed by someone shuffling and squirming and a hand on your cheek.
slowly letting your dream go, regrettably since it was just getting interesting, and blink sleepily at the mess of black hair beside you.
you groan, turning your head to hide it in the pillow.
"why are you up? it's not even 11 yet..." you grumble, slipping baxter's phone back under the pillow. it must've ended up there somehow after you two fell asleep in the middle of your youtube binge, and until you're ready to get up it'll stay there.
"just admiring you."
you smile, peeking at him. "no way, you're jus' saying stuff."
baxter looks so tender, his hand moving from your cheek to hold your hand. "i'm serious. you're the prettiest girl in the world."
a coy, wolfish smile comes on his face, "even if-
-your hair is sticking up on one side." you fly upright, covering your hair with your hands.
-your hair is kinda sticking up." you fly upright, snatching up your bonnet/scarf that came off in the middle of the night and fixing it.
-you drool in your sleep." you jump, rubbing your mouth to wipe away the tacky spit.
you huff as baxter chuckles away, "sorry i- ack!"
you slap baxter with the pillow, throwing the sheets away and running to the bathroom to wash up. "laugh it up! you're worse than me, y'know?"
baxter finally sits up, showing you his own messy hair do. it's flat on one side. you stifle a cackle.
he gazes at you softly, sleep and love softening his features. "i'm pas' that."
you don't bother closing the bathroom door, knowing baxter is slow on your tail. "you put salt in your coffee yesterday. are ya sure about that?"
you turn on the shower, letting the water warm up while you brush your teeth.
baxter finally comes behind you, wrapping his arms around you and kissing your cheek.
you hum, pleased.
baxter gazes at you through the mirror, addressing you through it. "i love you."
you feel warm, your heart skipping and beating fast at the overwhelming affection from him today. "i love you too."
baxter kisses your cheek, looking up at you through his eyelashes. "so, can i join your shower?"
"only if you behave, pepe-le-pew." you pinch baxter's cheek, grinning at how he scrunches up his face.
while you get ready for the shower, making the water warm enough for the both of you.
usually you take hot showers, but last time baxter turned red so lukewarm would have to do.
usually you take cold showers, but baxter just shook in the corner of the shower before he jumped under some hot water to warm up.
you two take showers together often, this was good bonding time for you two.
"wash my hair for me?" baxter asks, sliding up behind you.
"sure." you switch spots so baxter can get his hair wet. it's a tight fit since this shower isn't meant for two, but you make it work. it was better than the bathtub anyway, that was its own problem...
baxter sits on the stool, something you finally put in since it was straining, having to bend down every time.
"don't get shampoo in my mouth again." baxter cackles, trying not to laugh as you massage the shampoo in his hair.
"that was an accident!" you defend, "and it was your fault! you wouldn't stop laughing and talking while i was washing your hair out!"
"is that so?" baxter's suave voice echos throughout the bathroom. the sound makes you shiver.
"yeah 'that's so'! you play around too much!" you laugh and mock. "now stop talking, i'm gonna wash it out."
baxter willingly shuts his mouth, letting you tip his head back and detach the shower head to wash the shampoo out.
this gives you a good view of his face. truthfully, there are not many times when baxter is quiet, witty and flirty words always coming from his mouth, and his face is always lined with a lazy lopsided smile.
so seeing him like this, with his face relaxed and his shoulders sagging as he lets you work your hands through his hair.
"you can open your eyes now." you wipe baxter's face with your hand to get the water off his face, pushing his hair back.
baxter blinks, getting used to the change of light. he takes the shower head from your hands so he can hold your hand and he smiles, coy and mischievous. "hey there, beautiful, come here often?"
you roll your eyes, ignoring the flush coming over you. "shut up."
baxter laughs, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your stomach, watching you.
"what're you looking at?" you feel so flustered from baxter being so soft and tender this morning.
"you." baxter intertwines your fingers. "you're the prettiest girl in the world."
you crumble, leaning over him. "can't you just say 'i love you' like a normal person.."
baxter smiles his signature lopsided grin, "nope." he says, popping the 'p'.
you two sit for a moment in silence, wrapped up in each other.
"i love you too. even though you're silly." you mumble, moving to grab baxter's face.
"i think you're helping me to look silly," he tries to smile but you're squishing his cheeks. "i love you more though."
"as if." you lean down to kiss his forehead, then his nose, which if he could, there'd be a happy tail swinging behind him. before you finally meet his lips, letting him take more than you were going to give.
"okay bax," you laugh, pushing his shoulders. "enough kisses, the waters getting cold."
his loopy, lovesick grin turns wolfish, "i'll warm you up."
baxter starts to trail his hands along your hips, going from sensual to playful as he starts tickling your sides.
you squeal, holding onto his wrists. "stop it!" you squirm, laughter echoing throughout the shower..
tags : (after) step 4, clingy derek, reader can cook, Encanto movie mentioned (that movie SLAPPED), reader gives derek a massage
it would be a meriacle you woke up before derek if it wasn't already coming up to 2pm.
you don't usually get up this late, but you and Derek had been up having fun and watching the sunrise just for the hell of it, that it ended up happening.
you yawn and stretch, looking at the expanse of derek's muscled back as you consider if kts worth getting up or not.
'mm, i could make him breakfast..'
now that was an idea. finally setting that as your goal, you throw off the sheets and manage to creep out the room as quietly and as quickly as possible.
you may not be the next gordon ramsay, but you at least knew your way around the kitchen. so once scrounging up some eggs and vegetables, you set onto making an omelet.
which... is harder than it looks. and the first one isn't instgram worthy for sure. looks like you'll be taking that one...
you start humming to the music you have playing quietly, swaying from side to side in place as you expertly (at least in your opinion) shimmy the spatula under the omlete to flip it.
then, right as you give a small "aha!" at your success, a sleepy, gravelly call of your name comes from the hallway.
"y/n..? where are ya?"
you bristle, looking around the disordered kitchen panicked. "kitchen! don't come in!"
you curse, taking the pan off the stove and turning off the eye quickly as you slide into the hallway. you thank derek's sleepy movement since otherwise he would've found you out already if he wasn't ready to collapse where he stood.
he blinks, rubbing his eyes. "what's going on? you need help?"
you start pushing on his chest. "no! i can handle everything here, so just go to bed, and I'll be right there, okay?"
derek laughs, letting you push him back towards the bedroom, "i mean sure but what're you-"
"nope! no questions! just go back to bed and wait for me. if you come out before i'm ready, a punishment is in order!" you nag, crossing your arms as derek gets back into bed.
"kinky."
you huff and roll your eyes, trying not to show your amusement. being half asleep also turns off half of derek's filter..
you lean over, roughly tucking him in much to his delight. "now stay here." you kiss his head before you run off, shutting the door 3/4ths of the way before you throw it back open to glare at him.
"i mean it."
derek laughs, his eyes droopy again already. "yes ma'am."
you shut the door and skip down the hall, hurrying to fix the rest of your and derek's breakfast before the omletes get cold.
bustling around the kitchen, trying to keep things neat as you go, but the stack of dishes in the sink and fallen egg shell you quickly pick up says there was a disaster happening here.
in the end, though, you find the nicest plates derek has here and a food tray before you plate up the food with care, even cutting and peeling some fruit on the side to go with your choice of yogurt or oatmeal, before making your way to the bedroom, humming.
you're happy you got to do something nice for derek, even though it almost went up in ruins a few times. be it from derek almost walking in, the questionably shaped omelet, or almost getting orange juice in your eye when peeling.
you somehow balance the tray well enough to open the door, and before you can give a loud and playfully formal announcement that food is ready, you realize derek is asleep.
he looks so serene, arm stretched out on your side of the bed and the sunlight hitting his back nicely.
you smile, creeping up and sitting the tray down carefully. equally as careful, you ease yourself onto the bed, petting derek's hair as you debate waking him up or not.
you push his hair off his forehead. his hair feels and looks so different when it's not gelled up in his signature style, he still looks handsome like this though, maybe even more-so.
"mmm, tha' you y/n?" derek takes your hand out of his hair and into his, loosely holding your hand.
"yeah. i made you breakfast but if you're too tired we can eat later." you kiss his hand.
derek hums, a dopey smile coming on his face. "i could eat." derek sits up, stretching with a groan and slumping against the pillows, trying to wake himself up.
you present the tray, popping the legs and situation it between you two so you can eat as well.
"oh that's so sad, he just wants to eat with his family.." you fret, absent-mindedly playing with derek's hair.
derek hums, mumbling something.
you look down at him, thinking derek looks like an sleepy pup that thinks he's still a lap dog. derek is much bigger than when you guys were kids, something you still can't get used to some days.
"you falling asleep?" you push his hair back, showing derek's droopy eyes.
he squirms, still keeping his arms wrapped around your waist. "no.." derek yawns, burying his face into your stomach.
you laugh, tugging on little strands of derek's hair, that elicit a low, gravelly hum from him.
"okay, tell me if you want anything." you lean down, trying to kiss derek but the position just strains your neck and back.
derek looks up, peaking at you and smiling when he sees your pouty lips. he leans up, holding the back of your head as he gives you a few soft kisses that he can't help but smile through.
you smile back at him. "lay down with me.." derek purrs, his voice hoarse with sleep.
"i'm trying to watch the movie!" you laugh, derek already pulling you down the bed so you can lay with him.
"and you can watch it from my arms." derek snuggles into your neck, kissing the back of your neck which makes you shiver and laugh.
at some point near the end of the movie you ended up falling asleep, much to your disappointment.
you smack your lips, "dang it..." you fumble for the remote in the sheets, finding it at the end of the bed, only saved by the foot board.
while you start rewinding the movie, derek walks back in.
you perk up, scooting towards the edge of the bed. "derek!" your voice is thick with sleep and your head feels cloudy still from dreamland but seeing derek makes you feel a bit excited.
"you're awake." derek comes to your side, rubbing the towel over his head. you hum, "did you fall asleep too?" you prop yourself on your knees to help derek dry off, "i slept through the ending..." you pout.
derek laughs, "we can watch it together. do you think we can start over? i wasn't paying attention earlier..." derek admits sheepishly.
you nod, then realize derek probably didn't see you before he turned around so you said yes.
while derek looks for clothes you respond to lee's spam texts about something or other.
you're in the middle of typing out another response to respond to your cousins fangirling when derek groans and sighs.
derek slumps over, rubbing his neck.
"you okay, baby?"
derek startles a bit, turning to look at you sheepishly. "yeah, i'm fine."
you roll your eyes and send a quick "brb" text before throwing the phone somewhere on the bed. "no you're not. are you stiff? sore?"
derek comes closer to you, kneeling on the rug so he can hug your waist. "a bit.. guess i've been going to hard on arm day." you both laugh.
"yeah, i don't think those guns need to het any bigger." you laugh, curling your fingers in his hair. "oh! how about i give you a massage?"
derek looks at you with wide eyes, "you can do that?"
you shrug. "i'm not a professional, but it might help. do you want me to?" derek nods, a bit too enthusiastic, which makes him blush and clear his throat. "if you don't mind.."
you shake your head and push derek's shoulders so you can stand up, "not at all, wait here.."
it takes a moment to find the lotion, a con of having moved into a new place: everything is in an odd place.
you don't keep any oil or anything like that that would be more appropriate, so this would have to do.
derek is a bit awkward at first, but once you put on some music for yourself so you can focus, derek starts watching the animal tiktok's your friends were spamming in the group chat, occasionally apologizing for his laughter making your body bounce.
you're happy and share a few laughs and idle conversations between the two of you. you don't really know what you're doing, and mostly following a few tips from online.
derek sighs, sinking into the mattress. "that's good..."
your hands smooth over his back, spreading the lotion down to the small of his back and kneading a bit.
satisfied now that derek looks relaxed and you've done the best you can to make your lover feel better, you lean over to kiss the back of his neck. "there you go, baby."
derek hums, and you move around to lay beside him. "thank you. i feel so much better." derek nuzzles into your neck, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you in.
you laugh at derek's clinginess, wrapping your arms around his back as well. "i'm glad, i wasn't really sure what i was doing."
derek starts peppering kisses all over your face, both of you smiling and laughing.
eventually, derek pulls away, having flipped you over and is gazing down at you, his eyes full of love and are a bit glassy. "thanks for taking care of me today. you're amazing..."
you reach up to cup his cheeks, "you're worth it, you need to be taken care of."
derek laughs, tears gathering on his lashes. he tucks his face into your neck, completely wrapping his body around your own. "i love you so much."
you brighten, surprised but happy with derek's declaration. that's the first time either of you have said the L-word.
"i love you too, derek."
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Hello love I know your requests are closed, but i have to get it out of my system and tell to you about it (please just ignore me)
I can't stop thinking about the idea of papas breaking up with reader to protect them and even telling them 'I never loved you' because this way it will be a faster way for reader to move on and stop asking question to their papa, BUT i think the even more angstiest plot twist would be if it was the exactly same day when reader was ready to tell her papa she's pregnant. A few months/weeks after this whole breaking out thing he could by accident find out about 'the news'
(im sorry for taking your time, but this thing is on my mind literally on a loop for days and i think you're angst enjoyer just like me ALSO i hope you have an amazing weekend)
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Aksjshsh ANON it’s funny cause I literally had something almost exactly like that in my discarded drafts snsbsbsb I don’t really plan on finishing it or writing a full HC for it, but here's a little treat just for you. You can imagine any Papa here <3
tw: pregnancy, slut-shaming, self deprecation, hurt/comfort, angst, breaking up, happy ending! please keep in mind this is mostly unedited and just randomly written out spur of the moment.
After the breakup, everything he does reminds him of you.
It was a mistake— thinking that breaking up with you would set you on the right path, a better one. You had a whole life ahead of you, he didn’t want you wasting it by waiting for him every time he left for tour or had to cancel plans to attend to his papal duties.
He can see the toll it takes on you, the crestfallen expression you think you hide so well when he has to leave a date night early or when he has to call a rain check. The anxiety vibrating off you when you text him after a new concert video is released of him flirting with the audience, asking if it's okay to get reassurance that it’s just an act.
He needed to let you go.
It broke his heart to, but he in his eyes it was setting you free for your own good. You would never let him go if you knew his reasoning— he knew this so he had to make it seem like he didn’t want you anymore.
You didn’t believe him at first, begging him to open up to you and to stop joking around. You were convinced something or someone must have said something; the Papa you knew loved you, he wouldn’t suddenly fall out of love so quickly or be so cruel.
So he aims for the heart. He tells you it wasn’t really real, that it was all a game to him to play house for a while because he was curious. Now that his curiosity has been sated and he is bored, he sees no reason to keep you around.
It hurts him to say so, and he will never forgive himself for it, but he tells you that he never loved you in the first place, that you were just another body. That you were so easy to bed, it only took a few sweet words and you had already fallen so hard. He calls you laughable. Pathetic. A whore. He laughs as tears begin to gather, taunting you when you run out crying.
You avoid him after that— and he has his Ghouls deliver anything that you’d left in his room to your old room.
You toss the positive pregnancy test that you were waiting for the perfect moment to show him— it seems like there would be no perfect moment, there would be no moment at all.
He may not have loved you, but you did. Despite the pain, you can’t imagine a universe that you wouldn’t keep his baby.
You just don’t know how he’ll react. Once upon a time you had thought he would never ask you to get rid of the baby, that he would ask you what you wanted first and respect that decision. But you had also thought he loved you just as much and you were so very wrong.
You try hiding it as long as you can but eventually your belly gets too round to conceal.
You can see the realization cross his face in real time and when he tries approaching, you can’t help but look at him with hurt, fearful eyes. All it takes is for you to rest a protective hand on your stomach to tell him what he wanted to know.
“I’m sorry,” you blurt out, “I’m sorry, please don’t make me—“ you swallow back a soft sob, unable to even finish the sentence.
Of all the things he’s ever done, leading a satanic church, promoting sin and pleasure and corruption, this will forever be what he feels guiltiest for.
He doesn’t even think before reaching for you, trying to pull you into his arms to comfort. Can't think of anything else except that right now he needs to soothe you, needs to fix this.
Before, you would have melted into his embrace straight away. Now, however, you struggle and push him back.
He lets you, not wanting to force anything, not wanting to distress you. It’s bad for you— and the baby.
"Tesoro," He tries, gentling his tone as much as he can, holding his hands out with his palms up in an attempt to show that he means no harm, "Shh, shh— I won't make you, I'm not mad. I promise."
You don't believe him and he can tell from the way you are holding yourself— like a house of cards one blow from caving in. You don't know if you can do this again.
He had made promises before, too. Promises you had foolishly believed with naivety. How could you be so stupid, so gullible? To believe that out of all the people in the ministry, in the world, he would choose you? That Papa Emeritus himself could love you.
You should have seen it from the start but you had been too in love with him, too busy making sure you could be enough for him, only to realize that you never would be. There's a sinking realization that you were never enough in the first place.
You never meant anything, after all. He said it himself.
You wonder how it must have felt for him, to have to deal with your inadequacy and even your desire to learn how to make things feel good for him because you had little experience. He must have found it laughable, he certainly told you so.
You were laughable. Pathetic. Whore.
To want to be good at the one only thing you were good for... you wonder how he was able to stand you that long.
You put distance between you and him, arms wrapped protectively around your waist. He looks pained and you're having trouble figuring out what.
Was it because it would ruin his reputation? To have knocked up someone like you?
"I won't say anything," you rush out, "No one will know it's yours, please. Please let me keep it. Please."
"Amore mio—"
"I'm not your 'amore'. I never was, never will be. It's okay I understand that now. Please let me k-keep it."
"I..." He wants to say more, he wants to comfort you and hold you. But he doesn't really have a right to anymore and he can tell how upset you are, he doesn't want to aggravate you any further. "Yes, yes you can keep it. I won't interfere, you have my word."
You still look doubtful and he adds, "I swear to Lucifer himself."
There's a little more reassurance in that. You know him enough to know he wouldn't say those words lightly, even if he had lied to you and toyed with you the way he did. There's a relief that passes over you and you thank him as quickly as you can before dashing off. You hear him shout your name but you don't stop and he doesn't follow.
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INSERT PAPA DOING HIS BEST TO MAKE UP AND DO EVERYTHING HE CAN TO MAKE YOU HAPPY. LOTS OF SELF LOATHING FOR PAPA BECAUSE HE DID A FUCKYWUCKY.
Eventually there's a moment where you ask why he's being nice, why he's doing this and he tells you he loves you and you call him a liar. He then admits his mistake and apologizes. He says he'll never do it again and will wait until the end of time for your forgiveness if necessary. Or if you never give it, he will wait forever even after the end of time. He is at your mercy.
You eventually warm up to him with hesitation, but you're cautious and always bracing yourself for the catch, for the bad things to happen again.
Papa continues doing his best to support you and be there for you and when he shows his dedication by being there for the birth of his baby and being there for you the entire time, you finally let him back in and offer him the first olive branch by asking him if he would like to hold his child for the first time.
#the band ghost#copia#terzo#secondo#ghost band#ghost bc#primo#papa emeritus iv#cardinal copia#papa emeritus i#papa emeritus ii#papa emeritus iii#papa emeritus iii x reader#papa emeritus x reader#papa emeritus i x reader#papa emeritus ii x reader#papa emeritus iv x reader#cardinal copia x reader#asks#i dont really count this as a hc so taglist wont be added#just know it has a very happy ending#also dslkfj this was just spurred from my desire to write hurt/comfort whump#also lots of comfort but then i got tired
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Carlos Sainz x childhoodbestietolover!yn
no hate to isa at all!! this is ~fictional~
also pls pretend events happen a reasonable time after his break up :)
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F1gossipgirl after the Carlos and Isa breakup rumors were finally confirmed, look who returned to the paddock 👀 was there a reason yn was absent from her childhood friends side this season when she has rarely missed a race since Carlos was in McLaren?
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User very incheresting
user OmG I missed seeing her around the paddock, she was always so funny
user it’s giving Carlos pushing her away for isa….
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yn so happy for my dear friend @ blancasainz . You are too good for this world and I’m so happy you have found such a wonderful partner! te deseo años de amor y felicidad (I wish you years of love and happiness).
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user no pic of Carlos?
user it’s so nice she’s still close with his sisters 🥺
user just because she didn’t mention Carlos doesn’t mean they’re beefing!
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yn living out my princess of Monaco dreams
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user stunning holy crap
user Carlos better not fumble this one srsly
charlesleclerc missed having you around!
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f1gossipgirl uh oh.. fans noticed a fight break out after the Monaco GP between Carlos Sainz and long time bestie yn ln, yn getting into a cab alone in tears. After a notable absence from the paddock, Yn made her way back for the Monaco and Spanish GPs. A coincidence that these come after the Carlos and Isa breakup was confirmed?
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User oh no, poor yn :(
User I hope they make up, she was always his biggest supporter
User if he let isa get in between their friendship that’s rlly sad
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did anyone see yn's yt vlog? the grwm?
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omg yes
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oh do tell
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yn made a few vague comments that were def about carlos... she talked about how it felt finding out friendships didn't mean as much to the other person as they do to you, and how rough the last like year has been because of some major life changes
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and then she talked about how people always want her around when it's convenient for the :/ and she had a tough time with teaching herself how important it was to make herself her number 1 priority
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It was rlly sad, it seems like whatever happened with her and carlos was really tough
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also the fight in Monaco? like I gurantee carlos expected their relationship to be the same after her basically dropped her for six months
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yn love yourself first, always
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user thank you so much for your video. it really spoke to some things happening for me right now, and your words gave me so much advice <3
carlossainz beautiful
ynlover not him trying to win her back
lilymhe preach queen! miss you!
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f1gossipgirl welp, guess who were spotted out for coffee today.... seems like things may be on the up swing for carlos and yn
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ynlover I hope she makes him grovel
user29 been calling this one since the start
ferrariluv cmon carlosssss bring it on home
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ynln when the boys are hard at work, the girls are out to play
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ynsbigfan nah she ain't beating those allegations anymore
f1gossipgirl lets hope this weekend doesn't end in tears
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carlossainz Nuestra madre se llama así cuando teníamos cinco años (our mother's called this when we were five)
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landonorris literally zak owes me money, that is how long ago I bet this would happen
lilymhe SCREAMING
ynisqueen correct
ynln this is embarassing, you're obsessed
#carlos sainz f1#carlos sainz junior#f1#formula one imagine#formula one#f1 imagine#f1 driver#f1 driver imagine#formula 1 imagine#formula 1 driver#formula 1#imagine#carlos sainz edit#carlos sainz imagine#carlos sainz fluff#carlos sainz instagram edit#instagram imagine#instagram edit#instagram
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Mina’s Birthday Gift
Smut, Fluff (Date, Deep penetration, creampie, lactating)
Chapter 177
Date with Mina and a round of sex
*" Smack… smack…" is what Mina feels on her face. She slowly opens her eyes to see Ari's small hands smacking her in the face.
"Ari, are you wide awake already?" as is sitting down on the bed with a large smile. "Are you having a good morning?"
Ari leans on Mina's tummy and then crawls to the end of the bed. "Wait… don't get close to the bed; you're going to fall off." Mina gets up and tries to catch Ari before she has an accident.
Immediately Mina hears a soft cry coming from the other side of the bed. "Aww, Hina, I'm sorry we're being too loud." Hina, not feeling her mother's warmth, was up to see her mother not next to her. She gets up and sees her mother on the other side of the bed with Ari, believing that her mom is going to leave her behind. Hina stretches her arms, trying to reach for her mom, and is in tears.
"My poor baby, I'm still here. I'm not going anywhere," picking Hina up. Mina rocks her gently, calming her down. Hina then rubs her face on Mina's chest, "are you hungry?"
Unbuttoning her blouse, Hina rubs her nose on Mina's chest before attaching herself to the light brown nipple in front of her. "There, there, you're alright," as Hina begins to suckle.
"Mina! Kids! Breakfast is ready!" as Mina hears her mom's shout from the other side of the door.
"How did you sleep last night?"
"I slept well. I enjoy sleeping in my old room but do find it a bit funny."
"Why is that?"
"Well, it's my old room when I was a kid and now I'm using it again but I have my kids."
"Haha, that's true. How can a kid that still likes watching amine and playing video games have her own kids."
"Mom… I only watch anime on Saturdays, I'm not a kid anymore" frowns Mina.
"Oh really? So why is the tv on right now? What were you going to watch?"
Mina is silent because her mother is right she's still like a child that is raising small versions of herself. She changes the subject by giving attention to the twins who are sitting in their high chairs. Both Ari and Hina try to eat the baby food that is in front of them as they watch the anime that their mother puts on.
"Mina, you should get ready for your birthday date. He should be picking you up soon."
"You're right. I need to make sure I look pretty for him. It's been a while since I've gone out with him, and want to leave a good impression. I could pack some extra clothes, just in case.
"What did you say?"
"Oh, nothing. Just talking to myself."
———
*" Ding dong."
You ring the doorbell to Mina's house, waiting to see her and your twins after being separated for a few days. It's Mina's birthday, and both of you have made plans to go out and spend time alone.
"Coming!"
You hear Mina's voice coming from the other side of the door. She opens the door and says, "good morning Oppa."
"Good morning, Mina."
"Come in. The twins are watching some tv." Mina starts to walk back to the living room, but you stop her by holding onto her hand. "Why are you walking all fast? I want to wish you a Happy Birthday. Can't I kiss you?"
"Uhmm… but my parents are here."
"It's just a small kiss."
"Okay."
Mina closes her eyes and nervously waits for her birthday kiss. You want to tease her but don't want to cause any trouble. You pull her in and give her a small kiss on her cheek and on her forehead. "Happy Birthday, baby."
"Thank you, you make me so happy," as she places her head on your chest. "Want to see the twins?" You nod, and she walks towards the living room. "Wow, you look great," giving her a smack on the ass. "Oppa, my parents are home, not here." Giving her a smirk, and asks, "maybe later?" Mina walks back and pulls you in, and whispers, "you might get lucky tonight" she smiles and waddles away.
“Ari, Hina, daddy is here.” Automatically the twins turn around and look for their dad. But he's nowhere to be found; they look around and eventually look back at Mina. "Oh no! Where is daddy? Where did he go?" Ari smacks her hand on her high chair table.
You approach the living room, trying to avoid Ari and Hina's sight. As they look around, you wait for the perfect moment to surprise them. You slowly get behind them and say, "good morning, daddy is here." You watch as they both turn around, and Ari giggles. With their baby talk, they raise their arms, wanting to be held.
You pick up both Ari and Hina and have them in each arm. Having not seen you for a few days, they place their head on your chest. Mina's mom walks next to you, "they must have missed you a lot."
"Yes, I've missed them too. Hopefully, they had a good time with their grandparents."
"Yes, they are enjoying us pampering them. They are our little princesses."
"Is true?" The twins agree as they show their gummy smiles.
"By the way. Are you both ready for your date? Make sure to leave now before it gets busy."
"Yes, we'll be leaving soon. Just need to grab some last-minute things."
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You both arrive at Universal Studios Japanese in the city of Osaka. It's your first time here, but it's Mina's favorite place to go growing up.
You see, as she is excited to go inside after not visiting for so long. "Come on Oppa, let's go."
Mina pulls you towards the entrance, scanning your tickets. "Okay, I want to get some things from the shop before we get on any rides, okay?"
"It's your day; you lead the way." Mina begins to waddle towards the shop and looks through the self. "Okay, I have everything I wanted to get right now. We can come back before we leave, right?"
"Of course, anything for the birthday girl," Mina smiles. She then pulls out her phone and shows you a list of attractions she wants to visit.
The first attraction is the new Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon attraction. Mina begins to skip as she makes her way to the attraction. "I'm excited, I've been reading about it, and I heard that it's really good." You can see how much she looks at this even if she's wearing a mask. "This is why I got the sailor moon merch now; I wanted to get on the ride with it. Don't you think I look pretty?" as she holds her wand and purse in hand.
"Yes, you look like a cute little princess." Hearing this makes Mina embarrassed. As you enter the ride, Mina holds your hand the whole time.
After every ride, you both walk alongside each other with Mina's head on your shoulder. "Come on, let's go to the Godzilla vs. Evangelion attraction. It's over there," as she begins to see it. After finishing the ride, you take a small break to catch your breath.
"You have a lot of energy, Mina." Mina laughs, "I'm having fun. It's not every day that you can visit an amusement park that has your childhood shows as attractions."
"Are you ready for the last one?"
"Which one is it?"
"It's the Attack on Titan one and the last one. Saved the best for last." She stands up and waddles to the store. "Let's get matching capes!" Mina hands you a cape, and you place it on. "Want me to help you put it on?" "Yes, let's take a couple's picture together."
Mina pulls out her phone and takes a selfie of you together. "Come closer, I want to get both of us together." *click click She takes a series of photos and chooses a couple to add a filter on it. "Look, don't we look cute together?"
"I liked the attraction. Let's come back again and maybe bring some of the members." You nod in approval, "what do you want to do next?" Mina pauses for a moment and thinks about what she wants to do. "Well… I'm hungry. I want something nice to eat."
"You read my mind. I actually have a reservation for a nice restaurant in an hour and a half. Maybe we can head out now and have a little walk before getting there." With a smile, Mina says, "sounds good."
After leaving the theme park, you and Mina make your way back to the city. You both walk down the street before getting to the restaurant. "How did you know I wanted to come here?" You think back to when you asked Momo and Sana for some advice and how Mina had wanted to come to Chayamachi. They helped you make a reservation for Mina's birthday. "I asked some friends."
When you both arrive at the restaurant, you're welcomed and escorted to your private booth. "This is really nice. Thank you for bringing me here."
You and Mina have a full-course meal consisting of both seafood and meats. You watch as Mina enjoys every bite. Seeing her happy makes your day. The dinner ends with a nice slice of chocolate cake. You place two small candle sticks and light them up. "Happy Birthday, Mina."
"Thank you."
You pay for the dinner and start to walk back to the entrance. "Do you want to walk for a bit or want me to take you straight home?" Mina pulls the corner of your jacket, "I want to stay the night."
Mina isn't the type of person to be proactive in these sorts of situations. "Are you sure?" Mina nods, "I told my mom that I was going to stay with you to watch the girls. I want you to make love to me." She immediately hides her embarrassment by using her hands. "I can't believe I said that. It's so embarrassing."
You try to reassure her, "it's okay; I want the same thing. I just wasn't sure if you were ready." Looking into each other's eyes, you confirm that she wants this. You take her hand and head back to your hotel.
Scanning your hotel key, you open the door for Mina, "wow, the room is really nice." She walks towards the other side of the room and stares, "you have an amazing view. You can see the whole city from up here." Wanting to enjoy the moment, you wrap your arms around Mina's waist, holding her tight. "The view is nice, but it's better with you here" you proceed to kiss the side of her neck.
The sudden feel of your kissing on Mina's neck is unexpected, causing her to shiver and get goosebumps. As you continue to kiss her, she slowly releases a soft moan. You move your left hand to her breast and your right hand down her underwear. As you move slowly down, you feel a little bush. Your fingers hover over them and make their way toward her private place. You can feel the anticipation coming from Mina as her body begins to move as you get closer to her entrance. With the use of your two fingers, you trace her lips and slowly insert the tip. She moans as you touch her sacred place.
You whisper in her ear, "you're wet. Moan for me, Mina, moan. I want to see you enjoy yourself." Mina, who was trying her best to hold in her moaning, finally released her enjoyment. "Ahh… ahh… oppa, don't tease me like this. I want you."
Hearing that has gotten you hard. You undress her, removing every piece of clothing with such care. Not being intimate with Mina for such a long time has gotten you nervous, not wanting her other self to come out. So instead, you want to be as careful as possible not to trigger her. Once she's in just her bra and underwear, you take a step back.
"Wow! You have such as amazing body", making Mina blush. "Don't say that. You're making me embarrassed ." "You don't have to be; you have a perfect body." She lowers he hands and tries to pose by placing her hands on her hips. You can help but think of it as cute. "Oppa, you want me to strip for you?"
This catches you off guard, "I would like that." Mina steps back, in the middle of the city lights as her background, and undoes her bra. They drop to the floor and move on to her matching panties. Once she's bare naked in front of you, "what do you think?"
Words can't describe how she currently looks. With Sharon, it is straightforward, hot, and sweaty sex, but with Mina, it's different. "I have no words. You're beautiful." You walk towards her, feeling her body with a delicate hand. The feeling of her shoulders to her waist, her breast to her abs, and the feeling of her thighs to her ass. "I'm a lucky guy."
"What do you like about my body?"
"Everything."
"But if you had to choose one thing? What would it be?"
You're hesitant to respond. You like every inch of her body, but in your head, you know your answer. "If I have had to choose, it… it would be your ass."
"You like my bottom? Why? with a curious face.
"It's just the way it looks and the way it feels in my hand. I love it."
"You really like it, huh" as she begins to smile.
Seeing her smile is the best reaction, "who wouldn't? Anyone would be jealous to have one like yours. Especially with how soft it feels to touch," as you start to grab her ass cheek.
"Oppa… you're such a dirty boy. But… I like it. You're mine, and if you like my butt, I'm happy."
After giving her a last grab and rub, Mina stands on her tippy toes and kisses you on the cheek. She walks towards the bed and lays on her back, "Oppa, I'm ready for you," she says as she slowly spreads her legs open. Mina gives you a good view which makes you hard; you walk towards her and take off your clothes. Taking off your clothes as you go, you throw them on the nearest chair you can find.
Now you're in front of Mina, and what a fantastic view. Mina's legs are spread open, and you can see her nice trimmed bush and cute little pussy leaking from before. "Wow, I want to eat you whole. I can't wait. I want to see you a bit better," as you spread her legs even more. Getting on one knee at a time, you are right in front of her cunt. You feel the warmth that is released by how close you are.
"Itadakimasu," as you pull her in closer towards your face and take a good mouth full. You hear Mina's moans as you trace her entrance. Her sounds get even louder as you use your tongue to explore the walls. You switch from sucking on her nub to tracing your lips against her lips to eating out her insides. Every time you switch, you hear her struggle to keep her composure until, finally, she breaks. She begins to tremble as you slightly bite her little numb, causing her to release a stream of precious liquid on your face and chest.
After watching her shake violently for a minute, you can't wait any longer, so you pull her in close to the edge of the bed. Aligning your cock to her entrance, you watch as she is still experiencing some after-effects of her first orgasm of the night. "I want you, Mina; I can't wait," as you start to push the tip of your cock inside of her. She grabs both your wrists with her hands on hold of you, tight. She tilts her head to the side as she tries to endure your length and bites onto the bedsheet. "I'm going to go slowly, okay? Let me know if it is too much for you, and I'll stop." Mina nods her head, giving you her approval.
You push your cock slowly, feeling every inch of her insides as it gives you much resistance. "Hmm.. oh my god… you're too big, oppa," as she digs her nails into your skin. "Are you okay? Is it too much? Want me to pull out? You ask. "No! I can take it. Just go slowly. I can take you in whole, just like before. I can do it." You admire her determination but also worry that she might be forcing herself. Instead, you push a bit more and see her biting her lip, causing you to pull out a bit. "Don't," as she wraps her legs around your waist and pulls you closer to her, causing you to impale her in one move. "Ahhh… fuck… it hurts," as tears begin to flow from Mina's eyes.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to," as you try to apologize. "No, it's okay. I pulled you in. I just wanted to get it over with, but I can't believe it would hurt so much." You ask, "you want to stop?" "No, just move slowly. I'll get used to it as you go." You do as you're told and slowly begin to thrust inside of her. You see that with every thrust, she is adjusting to your length as her cries of pain turn to tears of pleasure and joy.
"Kiss me," whispers Mina as she brings you in closer to her face and makes you get on top of her. Both of your lips move against each other, tongues twisting and saliva being mixed as you both drown in lust for each other. You can't tell how much time has passed during your make-out session, but you know that she's enjoying it.
After finally letting go, you notice that her tits are perked up and leaking. "Is your cock throbbing when you saw my breast leak?" she asks. "Umm… yes." "You want to give it a try? with a shy face. You nod your head, and she grabs your right breast and gives it a nice squeeze causing it to release more milk.
"Come on; you can drink as much as you want." No need to wait as you dive in and grab onto her breast, kneading one while sucking on the other. Mina's precious milk flows down your throat as you thrust inside her. You try to make her feel as if she's feeding you. Like before, you lose track of time as you are too concentrated on milking her dry. "Oppa, cum inside me. I want to feel all of you."
Hear that gets breaks your concentration, "you want me to? Are you sure?" Mina nods, "Yes, I'm safe today. You can fill me to your heart's content. My body is yours." "Okay, I'm close," as you switch to her into a Valedictorian position. With her legs up in the air, you can reach much deeper.
You start to increase the pace of your thrusting, making Mina call out your name. "It feels so good. Yes, like that. Cum inside of me, I can feel your cock throbbing; I want to feel full; I'm ready." You pull out your cock, leaving the tip inside and looking directly into Mina's eyes. In that instance, you impale her again, causing her to grunt and her eyes to roll back. "Take my cum, baby," as a wave of cum floods her insides. Mina has another orgasm right after the sudden penetration of her womb.
You stay connected to her as she has her orgasm. You feel her wall's clenched onto your cock with all its might. You see as her tummy swells up a bit from the amount of cum you filled her with. Once she gains her composure, she grabs your head and kisses you again. "That felt so good. I thought I was going to pass out," she laughs.
You pull out your cock and watch as your cum flows out, staining the sheets below. "That was good. I can't wait to do it again sometime."
"What do you mean? We have all night, remember? I can still go again. Don't you forget it's still my birthday, and I want you to fuck me until sunrise?"
"Really?"
"Yes, and if you're lucky, I might let you fuck me from the back.
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excerpt from ch9 of you make me feel like i am whole again on AO3
It’s only a couple days until Christmas and Eddie doesn’t have anything for anyone. Wayne doesn’t expect anything, but Eddie still tries every year to get him a mug or a hat to add to his collections. It’s easy stuff, but Eddie’s terrified of going out now.
He feels like he’s gained twenty pounds in the last week, which he knows isn’t true, but he still feels that way. Everything he tries, he’s too aware of the bump beneath his clothes, and Steve’s stopped telling him it isn’t noticeable.
It’s during his panic about gifts when Jeff calls. Jeff, who is home from school on winter break and wants to get the band together like old times, who wants to practice and maybe see if they can get a show at the Hideout some night, and Eddie… Eddie accepts.
Like a fucking idiot.
So now he’s still panicking about gifts, but he’s even more panicked as he shuts his guitar in her case and changes his shirt six times, and then his pants. He puts on a pair of Steve’s in the end, just barely fitting because Eddie’s filling out all the space Steve’s ass usually takes up, and —
And that’s how Steve finds him.
“Are you going somewhere?”
Steve’s standing there in Eddie’s bedroom doorway with his Family Video vest draped over one arm and a paper bag held in the other.
“Band practice,” Eddie squeaks, covering his face with his hands because he has no idea why he agreed to it in the first place. “I’m freaking out, man.”
“Weren’t you going to tell them, anyway?” Steve asks.
He crosses the room and sets the paper bag down on Eddie’s desk. He digs in it for a second before pulling out what appears to be black denim. He pulls the tag off and tosses it toward Eddie.
A new pair of jeans.
Eddie could cry.
He goes over and kisses Steve, dropping the jeans to the floor so he can wrap his arms around his neck. Steve’s arms circle around his waist and pull him in close. They hold each other for a second because even this small gesture reminds Eddie how much he loves Steve.
“Will you come with me?” Eddie asks.
“Of course,” Steve whispers, pressing another kiss to Eddie’s lips.
And just like that, Eddie isn’t so panicked anymore. Because Steve is going to be there, and his band already knows he’s gay, so maybe they’ll be okay with the rest of it, and it’ll all be fine.
“I got some things,” Steve says, dropping his arms away from Eddie’s waist and stepping away.
He goes back to the bag on the desk and starts pulling things out of it.
A mug. He passes it over to Eddie, who reads it as Steve talks.
“I know, uh,” Steve says. “The baby isn’t here yet, but I mean, it’s Christmas soon, and I figure, you know, might as well just get it now, and—”
Eddie does start crying, then, because Steve got Wayne a World’s Best Grandpa mug and he’s so fucking emotional these days it’s not even funny, so who can really blame him for the waterworks right now.
Steve wipes Eddie’s tears away with gentle thumbs on his cheeks.
“Is it okay?” Steve asks softly.
Eddie sniffles and nods. “He’ll love it.”
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Hey what do think the 141’s reaction would be to seeing their s/o experience every emotion while playing a video game, for example rdr2 or gow ragnarok? (Post game ragnarok had me crying at the animation of a dog)
GOW Ragnorak and RDR2 endings made me bawl my eyes out
Ghost
Personally I don’t think ghost is a huge video game fan considering he’s pretty busy. He gives me the vibes of someone who would prefer to read a book instead
But when he’s home he absolutely adores watching you play video games, it’s like his own personal lets play
Lowkey probably backseat games
Anyway, since you’re his favorite person to watch he enjoys seeing your reactions to what happens in the games
He finds it funny that you get that involved in the story (he does too but he’s a lot more quiet about it)
If you cry he’ll understand but don’t expect him to be the same
Will definitely let you talk his ear off about what you think of the game. Will just sit there, nod, maybe add a few things, but just enjoys knowing that he gets to go through all of it again when you find a new game to play
Soap
Literally just as invested as you
I like to think that he enjoys watching you play and will maybe give it a few tries too if you let him
Will give bigger reactions than you because when I say he’s invested it feels like he’s actually experiencing what’s going on
He will cry, laugh, and rage with you
Will definitely want to talk to you about it after you finish and even suggests other games to watch you play because even though he doesn’t get the time to play video games often, he enjoys them
Gaz
Both of you play the video game together if you’re patient enough to wait for him when he’s on his mission
You take turns which means that you both can get really invested in it
He also doesn’t mind to just watch you play a game when he’s got nothing else to do
Won’t be as emotional as you but you can tell it affects him just as much. Sometimes you noticed that he gets super quiet when you do as you’re both watching an intense cutscene
Will probably laugh at you for crying but he has a few tears of his own
Both of you end up sharing lots of fanart and fam theories about the game
Price
He’s not a gamer at all. Don’t give him the controller
He does the dad thing where he says he’s not interested in watching you but then stands awkwardly there watching you play and gets lowkey invested in the story
Reminds you that it’s just a game if you get super emotional but you know he’s fighting against the affects of the story
He finds it endearing though that you get so invested you cry
Probably won’t cry with you
The only times you saw him get close were the moments in GOW Ragnorak when Kratos and Atreus are being the father son duo we all love
You can try to talk to him about it but he might not really understand even if he watched you play
#simon ghost riley x reader#soap x reader#gaz x reader#captain john price x reader#john price x reader#simon riley x reader#kyle gaz garrick#john soap mactavish#captain john price#simon ghost riley#mw2#mw2 price#mw2 gaz#mw2 ghost#mw2 x reader#soap mw2
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HIS NECKLACE
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It's silent. Your heart is feeling heavy with despair as you cling onto Harry, fighting back your tears and sadness. But he knows what is wrong and he tries to comfort you but he himself feels helpless seeing you like this, watching you struggle with your emotions. You've not been talking much for the past hours and just clinging to him in every way possible. It's so silent that Harry can hear your breathings, and the thoughts you never voiced.
Sometimes, you tend to get upset over things and situations which you know are bound to happen. You spend your time knowing it's going to hurt and there's nothing you can do about it. It's like an inescapable cycle.
You know he will eventually leave, he has to. You know he can't be with you every moment, but just knowing this doesn't lessen your pain. You find it difficult to struggle even with the thought of being separated from him and being alone again. He knows this is all happening inside you.
There are times when you feel homesick and struggle to cope with living away from home for your studies. It's vacation time, and your flatmate has gone back to her home. As for you, your financial situation just didn't allow you to go home this time. You felt hardcore isolated and homesick, you called your family but that just resulted in missing them even more. You called Harry and upon hearing that you are on break, he decided to visit you cause it had been a long while since you last met. Now, he has spent the past week with you, putting off his commitments but he cannot anymore, he has to go now. Your time together is coming to an end.
Oh! he will be gone and you'll be homesick once again.
"We've been quiet for some time now…" he breaks the silence, running his fingers through your hair.
You are snuggling each other firmly on your small bed, your body is pressed against his as you're on his lap, feeling his heartbeat against yours. Your nose buried in his neck, breathing in his scent. You nod and pull away, sitting up to face him.
Your eyes are gathering the moisture, "yeah,..." you rub your eyes. Harry notices that you're at the verge of breaking down.
"c'mon, don't be sad now." he whispers softly, moving to rub your arm to comfort you. "We had some good times, didn't we? And we will keep that up for sure, I promise, but right now I have to leave."
He caresses your cheek as you sigh, nodding. "I understand."
Within this week of yours. You did have some good times. The lazy mornings; waking up and still laying in bed together, enjoying the quietness and peace. Fun afternoons, the little activities you two had done; painting, baking and watching funny videos on YouTube. The evening walks to flower shops and stationary stores. And the loving nights; the kisses and whispers, intimate and mischief moments, even staying up all night and doing late night talks.
He sits straight as something clicks his mind. He looks around for his sling bag, which is far next to him on the bed. He leans on his side, moving and dragging the small bag to him while you stay sitting on his lap.
He unzips the bag and searches for… something. He pulls out a small transparent plastic pouch. You quietly watch him, your palms resting on the side of his waist. He takes out a necklace.
"Here…" He puts that thin chain around your neck. You look down at it. It's his banana necklace but now it also has the letter 'H' dangling on it. you take it in between your fingertips. "Remember, when you told me that you wanted to wear my initials? so I took one of my necklaces and got a pendant on it." He says and you listen to him silently, looking down at it.
Your eyes brim with admiration. "No way!"
He caresses your chin with his thumb, and directs your attention to him. "I know how hard it gets for you and this…" he touches the chain, gesturing to it. "is just a reminder for you that I'll always be with you, close to your heart."
He reassures you, all the time. He understands how overwhelming it gets for you at times. It can be challenging for you to connect. He always tells you to call or text him, knowing you don't reach out for help and support even when you desperately need it. And although you're really reliant on him for comfort and emotional support, you still tend not to bother him. Which is why he encourages you, every chance he gets, to reach out and express your thoughts and feelings, no matter the distance or circumstance.
This all just makes you realise that you have someone who cares for you and takes your emotional needs seriously.
His phone dings. He picks it from his side and checks.
"I'm leaving in 10 minutes." He says in a soft tone and leans away from the wall but you keep sitting on his lap, realizing it's time for him to leave.
He gazes at you for a moment as you do the same. You never wanted anyone to stay as much as you want him to right now. Others are tiresome but Harry. He cups your cheek and leans in, pressing his lips to yours. The skin touch melts you and you kiss him back, touching the side of his face. He presses quick kisses on your lips and sides.
He pats your cheek gently and you move away from him to the side, giving him space as he collects his hair by putting on his little hair clip on the top of his head. Getting up from the bed, he grabs his phone and puts on his sling bag. As he does this, he notices you just sitting there and watching him. He offers you a little smile, trying to reassure you that everything will be fine.
You trail behind him as he walks to the door with his bag, asking, "You have packed me some brownies, right?" referring to the ones you two baked together yesterday.
"Yes, I did." you chuckle. You have divided the brownies equally for both of you. Your eyes land on his sunglasses that are on the table of your small living space. You fetch it for him and walk to him where he's standing at the door.
"Oopsie, I almost forgot them." he laughs, noticing as you hand it to him. You smile at him, unquietly. "Alright, y/n, let's not be sad."
"It wasn't a good idea. you shouldn't have come here." You speak. Harry laughs, aware of how confused your emotions are right now and how contradictory they sound.
"No ma'am, it was actually the best idea. Otherwise, you would be on the phone with me, complaining how much you miss me." he says teasingly.
"I know, but…" you stutter in a small voice, unsure of what to feel or how to express your emotions to him.
It's something like… when you miss someone so much and finally you get to see them, it can be an euphoric moment but then reality sets in that they have to leave again. It seems better to have not seen them because seeing them and then having to say goodbye can hurt even more, knowing all the time you have spent together comes to an end, even if it may be for a certain period of time.
Bittersweetness… is what you feel right now.
"c'mere," he gets close and pulls you in a tight hug. You immediately wrap your arms around his torso. "I love you." he reminds you while rubbing your back soothingly.
"I love you too, harry." you whisper, holding him tightly as you keep hugging him, breathing in his scent for the last time now. His hands rubs your back, his cheek squishes against the top of your head. He moves his other hand in your hair, running his fingers through it. You retreat from the hug as you both hear the horns outside the door.
You both lean in for a longer kiss. Your fingers curl around his hair, holding him as close as you can. Pulling apart for a moment, your noses lightly brush against each other, breaths mingling.
"I will call you once I reach back there. Take care." he says, kissing your forehead. He takes his bags, opening the front door and stepping out.
The car is here. The driver steps out of it, helping Harry with his bag as he looks back at you and waves at you, smiling. You wave back at him, smiling even as your sad heart aches. It's difficult to always say goodbyes, but this is a part of your long distance relationship.
He gets in and you watch the car drive off. You stand there until the car is completely out of your sight.
Sighing, you go inside and lock the door behind. You move to the couch and lay down there, staring idly at anything in front of you. Your fingers find his initials you're wearing. You bring it up in front of your vision and your cheeks tingle pink upon that realization.
You fist the small banana pendant and the initial in your hand and bring it close to your chest as you curl up on the sofa, closing your eyes.
The necklace feels like a warm hug from harry.
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Rose Recaps 2023 - Thailand
Ok. Let me just get this out of the way.
If there were awards for "started of great but forgot what it was about by the end" Thailand would win them all. No other country can touch them.
So when I was going through my list of watched Thai Bls there weren't all that many to choose as favourites. but I'll try to be kind.
The one about family
Moonlight Chicken
First and foremost this show is stunning. This really cannot be overstated.
I really enjoyed all the different relationships represented here and that the idea of family is what you want it to be.
I love all of them, and Wen did absolutely nothing wrong.
Favourite Moment
This conversation left me in tears.
The one hated by so many but not me
Dangerous Romance
This was me whenever there was a new episode.
I'm not gonna say people were wrong. Everybody has the right to their own opinions. But I never expected anything else.
This show gave me exactly what I expected of it. They made a romantic version of the trailer for christ sake. The ost video that came out the day before the premiere was a love fest with the softest song sang by Chimon.
I agree that the first 2 episodes were different and for some, misleading about the direction of the show.
Not for me though. I got what I wanted. Chimon and Perth on my screen being boyfriends with some drama sprinkled in for good measure. And with the amazing bonus that was Marc and Pawin together again and the character of Auto that I just adored. I actually enjoyed all the characters in this one.
Favourite Moment
The one that is beautiful
I Feel You Linger In The Air
The amount of screenshots I took while watching this would fill a hard drive. It's just gorgeous. The way they played with the spaces was just such a treat.
This show was almost perfect. I had a couple of issues with it midway through and I felt that they dragged the goodbye a tiny bit much but overall I really liked it. These two are very special but overall there were a lot of characters to root for and enough of them to hate, which I appreciate.
But also WHERE IS THE SPECIAL??? I need to watch it!
Favourite Moment
The one that was I was ready to hate and then didn't
Be My Favourite
Confession time. I didn't like Krist. Watching SOTUS was something I endured but didn't enjoy for the most part. I know I'm not alone in this. But also. I didn't like Fluke. In anything. He was the only thing I didn't like in Not Me, and I skipped most scenes of his couple during Dark Blue Kiss. No particular reason tho. I just didn't enjoy watching him. So the bar was set pretty low on this one for me.
And then what happened? I loved Kawi. Like immediately. And surprise surprise, I liked Fluke. Immediately. It's like I was on an alternate universe and I couldn't believe my eyes.
With that said, it was not even close to a perfect show. It started off really strong, I enjoy the way the relationship grew, I loved that the characters were being honest with each other and being mostly kind to one another. Some moments felt really grounded. And then it kinda fell apart for me. But this is a positive post so I'm not going there.
Favourite Moment:
The whole montage.
The one with the redemption of Mame
Wedding Plan
I already explained what I went through with this show here prompted by this episode of @the-conversation-pod. You should all go listen to this and all the other episodes because both @bengiyo and @shortpplfedup are brilliant and funny in convenient audio format.
Anyway, in the end I loved this show so much and took me a minute to come to terms that it was actually that good. The characters are actually multidimensional and the woman have depth. Groundbreaking stuff.
Favourite Moment
The one with all the cuteness
My School President
Not gonna lie, not a huge fan of singing in my bl. But this was great. From the beginning the fact that it made constantly remember my beloved Love Sick was an unexpected and delightfull bonus. I was living for Tinn's expressions, Tiw just being delightfully loyal and the epitome of sharing one brain cell group of friends. Not to forget the parental relationships that were some of the best of the year.
I even liked the singing.
Favourite Moment
The extra one
Our Skyy 2 - A Tale of a Thousand Stars
This happened. It was perfect. That's it.
I watched more than 40 thai shows that came out this year, I'm not counting the ones that are still on, and these were my favourites. Mostly because some of them were the ones that I had the least to complain about.
That's it for my recaps. I still wanna gif some stuff today and it's late so I can't review this post again so if there are mistakes, don't tell me. It'll haunt me.
Have a good night💜
#Rose Recaps 2023#moonlight chicken#my school president#wedding plan the series#be my favorite#i feel you linger in the air#dangerous romance#multi bl#rose rambles
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My favorite details/moments from Trolls Band Together because I have a problem.
Lemme just get this out of the way and say the soundtrack is a certified banger oh my god.
When brozone tries and hits the perfect family harmony the first time the colors that they get outlined in are all separate, the three colors don't blend at all.
Just Floyd comforting Branch....😭 😭
Branch's little hops when him and Floyd were talking about the bunker WAHHHH.
The real emotions of Branch missing his brothers while simultaneously not wanting to see them like???
"There goes my back" when JD was throwing Branch LMAOO.
The entire design of Mount Rageous is so whimsical and gorgeous I'm in love.
When the whole screen shakes when JD hits the counter eh oh el.
"If there was a brother I'd do this for...I'd be Floyd" WAHHHH.
The old MTV style music video Watch Me Work has.
Floyd singing with the posters of brozone floating around 😭
"Tiny, Poppy, Branch, and this random dude" I SPIT OUT MY DRINK LMAO.
"Are you a narc?" OH I LOST IT IM SO DEAD.
All of Branch's old hairstyles being references to Justin Timberlake's real hairstyles.
"Poppy seed" awwwww.
Branch's little "yay" is so cute.
The ongoing ring pop joke is actually so funny I'm sorry.
The way Bruce and JD just throw Branch on command.
Bruce still being considered the heart throb even though he's got a dad bod, a wife, and children 😭
THE BLEEPED OUT CURSE WORD I WAS IN TEARS.
The amount of songs they fit into Brozone's back is actually impressive, and the way they mesh so well together??? Legitness.
"That's not an idea, those are shoulder pads" I just can't...
When Floyd's hair started turning white and he was going transparent....WAHHH 😭 😭 WHEN I GET YOU VELVET AND VEENER WHEN I GET YOU......(But also the details to show how fast his health was declining? Someone cooked)
Branch's iconic clue board.
Bruce holding tiny diamond since he's also a dad.
Branch trying to be brave and talk to the clown but as soon as Viva came at him he backed up. That's such a real response I love is so much??
Clay's hair being green? Which kinda hints that JD or someone made him dye his hair yellow when he was younger.
Viva calling Clay "Mr. Clay" is actually the cutest thing everrr
Clay and Bruce's handshake, I also kinda like that it implies that they were really close, kinda like how Branch and Floyd were close. I think it really separates JD from them.
Also everyone's reaction to JD being super cold while everyone fawns over Branch.
Clay's so smart 😭 (and autistic) I love him so much.
All the brothers cute dancing in It Takes Two ❤️
The very real response of Viva not wanting to talk about her trauma and also not wanting Poppy to leave.
"I don't wanna lose my brother either" I feel like no one talks about how brave Clay is. He's in the same boat as Viva, he thinks Bergens still attack trolls, and he's going out into the world for the first time in who knows how's long. Just because he wants to help save Floyd, like that's so sweet???
Floyd's dead face was way funnier than it should've been.
"I thought ghosts just floated away" the delivery on this line is unmatched.
Floyd speaking one younger brother to Veener was so 😭, especially cause you know he felt like Veener did when Brozone was still active (on a lesser degree ofc) I can't.
We don't talk enough about how fire all of the choreos are, like they got professional dancers to make these dances, AND YOU CAN TELL OML.
JD's need for perfection constantly getting in the way of the greatness they all could achieve.
Branch being the voice for all younger siblings out there who will never be respected by their families hit me. But I also think there's something to say about the JD's of the world. The older siblings they took charge because they felt they had to. All parties end up getting hurt.
Also Branch actually wanting them to be a family so sweet. It really embodies the naive hope of wanting to stay together that youngest children have, but it's not unattainable. You can still be close with your siblings into adulthood, no matter how much time has passed, and that's what this movie represents as it's core.
"I didn't think we'd both find ourselves tied up on this honeymoon" WHATTTTT.
BRANCH AND FLOYD HUGGING THROUGH THE GLASS WAHHHHHHHH. Also Floyd being the only brother to respect that's he's grown....I just love them so much 😭
The whole interaction of all the brothers reuniting while in the diamonds is so funny for no reason lol.
Viva understanding she was wrong and striving to do better for her sister >>>
BRO THE ENTIRE CLIMAX IS SO GOOD??? THE TENSION?? THE MUSIC??? IT'S JUST PERFECTION. THE SONGS CHOICES WERE SO GOOD, AND THE WAY THEY REARRANGED WATCH ME WORK TO BE SO INTENSE IS BRILLIANT. THE SONG JUST KEEPS BUILDING AND THE STAKES GET HIGHER, IT'S WAY TO GOOD.
"Actually I've got two really brave sisters" When the message of this movie is that found family and blood family are just as important as each other, and that no matter what you get to pick who your family is >>> 😭
When Clay falls hard while in the diamond, Bruce and JD immediately check on him, meanwhile he's just focused on Floyd. The older brotherism... 😭
The message of this movie also being that perfection isn't important, but rather balance, harmony, and communication are key. ❤️
The acapella opening of Better Place....just.....wow.....
Clay's adlibs eating everyone up??? Kid Cudi I was not familiar with your game hold on.....
When they hit the perfect family harmony all their colors start mixing, showing their respect for individualism and also for the group.
The way Floyd eyes light up when they're all singing is just 😭
Branch building the bunker for all of them 💔, Floyd remembering the waterslide, all of them hugging?? Just peak filmmaking idk.
"Jail it is" also apparently someone did the math and in our world the twins would get over 6 life sentences for their crimes hello???
All of the boyband references are so funny idc.
Clay being excited to get to know Branch 😭 also JD reading a book in the back that presumably Clay recommended him?? That's so cute? He's really trying y'all, they're all trying, and that just warms my heart 😭
*NSYNC making their first song in over 20 years for this movie is actually the craziest thing ever I'm obsessed. Also they all designed their little trolls which I think is so cute.
The last songs....just bangers....I can't even, I sound like a broken record, why is every song in this movie so good.
Fav adlibs speedrun (from the last two songs): Floyd little "yeah yeah", Clay's "dohhh, ohhh," one of the nsync members "show the wayyy", Bruce's "so excited", Branch's "ohh" & "ayeee"
The layering when they all sing together is too good. It sounds so gorgeous and if you listen closely you can hear each persons vocals.
Also I just need to talk about the music production and mixing for a second. This movie has three version of Better Place, all of which are unique. The main one is the NSYNC version, which is notable for it's little rap section. The Family Harmony version use's the intro/pre-chorus as the main part of the song. It also lets the song slowly built, and adds instrumentals as the song progresses. The Reunion version doesn't use the intro/pre-chorus, but rather mainly focuses on the chorus. It also uses the bridge from the main song as the post-chorus/refrain. Just a very creative use of the song tbh. Also the instrumental differences between Watch Me Work and Mount Rageous? Like it's the same song, but the way they add more classical elements and more layers to build the tension and the song as a whole?? I have no words. Perfection.
Obsessed with this movie. If you haven't seen it pls go watch it.
#trolls#dreamworks trolls#trolls 3#trolls band together#trolls movie#brozone#this movie had no right to go so hard#I definitely feel normal about this movie and don't spend every waking moment thinking about it 😀#can't stop listening to the soundtrack tbh#so glad spotify wrapped is over lmao
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would love to read anything about Nico <33 I loveee the blurbs you’ve done w him already so similar vibes to those maybe??
thank you x
A/N: Thank you for asking for more of this! It has been a stressful first week of playoffs, so let's end it with some softness from What my World Spins Around AU. I know I posted for this AU earlier today, but I just really love these two. Thank you for encouraging me to write them.
Word Count: 1.1k
Warnings: Swearing, tears/angst, fluff.
I’m having a bad day.
A few minor disturbances happened earlier like half the grocery list being out of stock and having to make an extra trip to a different store. Then I needed to stop and get gas. I pulled up to an unmarked, broken pump, having to circle around multiple times to wait for a new one. On my way up to our apartment, one of the grocery bag handles broke and smashed our eggs into the elevator floor. None of these things are big problems, but enough little things have compounded into me feeling like I am inept at existing.
This is awful timing, I think as I stir the onions and garlic in pancetta fat. I’m making Cacio e Pepe for dinner tonight. Because I am desperate for comfort food and Nico is in-between games.
Of course this would happen in the middle of the Devils playoff series with the Rangers when Nico is so focused on hockey that I only exist when I speak directly to him. I glance over my shoulder at my fiancé. His eyebrows are drawn low while he looks at his iPad stacked with clips from the Rangers Power Play. I sniff a bit, wiping at my runny nose from the few tears that have sporadically leaked out while I’ve been at the stove. This catches Nico’s attention.
“Are you okay, babe?” He asks, pausing his video and drilling his brown eyes into me.
“Yeah, the onions made my eyes water.” I lie. These are small problems that I’m not going to bother him with.
“You need those goggles.” He jokes, starting the video up again. The lack of interaction makes my body sag glumly. I feel invisible to him.
I toss the cheese, pasta lemon juice and pasta water together. The dish comes together quickly. A few spritz of seasonings has us sitting down to eat within ten minutes. I grab my glass of red wine, sucking down two glugs of it before slowly twirling my pasta onto my fork. Nico has already been eating, watching the Carolina and Islanders game play out in the living room. I’m scrolling through Instagram, looking for something funny to lift this dark cloud.
“This is amazing, baby. Thank you.” Nico murmurs, running his tongue along the inside of his bottom lip. An insurance commercial plays out on the screen, so I’m getting his undivided attention.
“I’m glad you like it.” I respond, not looking up at him, but turning the app off to focus on dinner.
Nico stills with his fork close to his mouth, reading me like an open book. When I don’t meet his gaze, his fork continues to his lips. He chews slowly, then slides his bowl to the side. His hand comes across the counter, stilling mine from nudging my pasta around.
“What’s up?” I shake my head. “No. What’s up.”
“It’s stupid.” I huff.
“I doubt that.”
“I’m just having a bad day.” I push out. My lip wobbles weakly, so I tuck it into my mouth and bite down hard.
“Were those real tears, not onion tears?” I nod my head as one spills from my lashes. “Sweets.” He sighs, scooting his chair closer to me. He encloses me in a warm, soft embrace. His designer sweatshirt is a thick, comfy fabric that brushes welcomingly against my skin. I slide my hands up his thighs to his back, clinging to him.
I feel so dumb and dramatic. Nothing bad has even happened. Why do I feel this way?
“Will you talk to me?” He asks against my hair, breath tickling my scalp.
“There really isn’t anything to talk about.” I sniff, weaving my hand between our bodies to wipe at my eyes.
“You’re crying.” He points out simply.
“I’m just being dramatic.”
“You’re rarely like this.” He shakes his head, pulling back to see my face. His thumb and pointer finger tilt my chin up.
“I don’t want to be a distraction to you. You have more important things to focus on than me.”
“What’s more important to me than you?” His hand sneaks beneath the hem of my t-shirt and rubs along the length of my spine. I say nothing, just stare at him with my red, tear-rimmed eyes. I shake my head. “Yeah, nothing.” He knows that’s not what I meant. “Come here.” His hands work themselves under my thighs to move me into his lap. I look down into his face. I raise my fingers to trace along his nose and cheek bones, purposefully avoiding those dewey brown eyes. “Baby.” He finally tires of my avoidance.
“I think I just miss you.” I finally bubble out, tucking my falling hair behind my ear.
“I’m right here.”
“You know you’re not.” He pauses, staring back at me with measured eyes. “It’s fine.” I try to walk it back. “I’m marrying the captain; I know what I signed up for.” My fingers reach out and fiddle with the strings of his hoodie, hanging down his chest. “I think I just want to go to bed.” Nico says nothing. He lets me crawl off his lap, hands falling to hang by his sides. I grab my phone, leaving my dishes and untouched food on the counter. I can feel his gaze burrowing into my back as I head to our bedroom.
Nico comes in after the Canes- Islanders game ends.
“You’re not wrong.” He mumbles to me as he pulls his sweatshirt off his shoulders. “I’m sorry.” I shake my head, not really wanting to get into it. “Hey.” His tone softens further. “I love you even when hockey consumes every moment of our lives.”
“I know. I love you too.” I avoid his eyes, picking at a piece of loose skin by my thumb nail.
Nico comes to the end of the bed, crawling up my body so he lays completely on top of me. his weight smothers me into the bed. He wiggles his cheek between my breasts. Reaching to his right, he places my hand on top of his hair. I do my part, weaving my fingers into his hair, kneading his scalp.
“I know this is hard for you. Thank you.” I lace our other hands together, squeezing his fingers in acknowledgement.
We are quiet for a few minutes. I lean forward, pressing my lips to his head. Nico sighs, settling deeper into my chest, breathing light. Eventually, his soft snores begin to ripple my shirt. I wrap my leg around his body, letting my foot rest against his solid thigh. I close my eyes, ignoring the fact that the bedroom light is on. Nico feels so good right here in my arms, nothing could move me.
My lips spread into a coy smile, taking comfort in knowing I’m the only person in the world who gets to see him like this.
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For the fake title ask game: "Laughing through your crocodile tears" (I'm picking random song lyrics lol)
Okay this one gave me some trouble.
Initially was thinking post-movie or post-S2 finale. Everyone saying they're fine, making excuses for odd behaviors, smiling and pretending everything's all right and they can go back to normal.
But eventually the cracks start to show and it's just a matter of who falls apart first.
But then I had a really mean idea. Time to throw Leo under the bus again. Sorry Leo.
Leo's a liar, right. He lies easily, not out of maliciousness, but more like because he's two steps down from a con artist sometimes. He might not be the most charismatic but he knows how to lay on the bullshit.
So opposite of one those "cursed to only tell the truth" tropes. Leo can only answer in LIES.
And as these things tend to go, it's not that big of a deal at first.
"Leo, do you wanna play some video games?"
"With you? No way."
"Leo, do you want the last slice of pizza?"
"Nah, I'm not hungry."
And it's not hard to put together that something's wrong with Leo. Those boys are stupid sometimes but they're not that stupid.
"Leo, are you cursed?"
"Whhaaattt? Pfff, no! Me? Cursed? I would never be cursed."
"Yeah, he's definitely cursed."
"Am not! You can't prove it!"
"Leo, do you like Jupiter Jim?"
"Uhg, no! They're the worst movies ever!"
"...bro, you're totally cursed."
It's all funny haha make Leo say stupid stuff. But then it gets...bad. Then it escalates, as these things tend to.
He can't communicate with his team during a fight. Everything he says is a lie, an opposite, a trick. It ends up getting them hurt.
He ends up insulting Donnie's tech. Badly. And it's...it's really hurtful. And Donnie logically knows that Leo didn't mean it because it's the curse talking. But...hearing that from his brother? Logical doesn't really hold a candle to hurt feelings.
Mikey tries to help and get Leo to talk about how he really feels. And it works. Kind of. Actually it backfires, in a way. Leo ends up screaming his insecurities and self-loathing for everyone to hear.
And then, because what he really wants to do is cry. He laughs instead. Because why not top everything off by his own body betraying him.
He wants to run so he stays put. He wants to hide in his shell but he can't move. He's hungry but he can't eat. Tired but he can't sleep. And everything that spills out of him is a lie.
And if he tries to lie, tries to do the opposite of what he wants to do, tries to trick the curse into working for him, nothing happens. He's lost complete control of everything that he is.
And the lines start to blur. He starts questioning where the curse ends and where Leo begins. Is he still cursed? Is he still lying? What if he's telling the truth now? It's messing with his head and he can't sleep and he's starving and his body aches because he wants to rest, so he just keeps moving, pacing the lair until Raph grabs him and holds him close because Leo's feet have been worn bloody and he's gasping for air and trembling and scared.
But he can only laugh and tell them he's fine, he doesn't need help, he'll be fine. They know it's a lie, but he's still saying it with the smarmy grin of his and it's so Leo of him to do that. But it's not Leo.
And now they have to find a way to break the curse before Leo's body completely gives out on him, before the curse ends up killing him.
I don't have a resolution, I just wanna put Leo through the ringer. :)
Maybe the Mystic Library has the answer? Find the right book, perform the right ritual, that whole shebang. Maybe they gotta make a deal with Big Mama? But that's a whole other can of worms. Maybe Hypno's got the answer, that would be interesting to play with.
There would be a happy ending, of course, I'm not going to let Leo die like that. But it would be a terrifying and harrowing experience for everyone.
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I just had the most devastating honor mode run end that I have ever had, and I'm not going to lie.
I have never been tilted by Baldur's Gate 3...until today.
And it's honestly more tilted than I've ever been at a video game...and I spent like 3 years playing fucking Overwatch...and Dead by Daylight, where the world's worst people congregate to torture one another.
The last time I was at the gith creche, I got my ass handed to me by That Prick who I am going to call Wargass. He's the bitch who tries to murder you when you don't kill the Emperor.
Last time, I almost lost the run because of his legendary move, which is the most horse shit thing in existence.
Basically, every time you fucking hit him OR AN ALLY...he summons a sword to shove up your ass. And it just fucking appears next to you, and surrounds you, so you can't escape without taking opportunity attacks.
So last time, I escaped by going invisible, and running away so I could come back and kill him by dragging him out to the bridge outside the Vlaakith room.
This time, I thought, well last time I got fucked because I was in the center of the room, and we were just taking hits from everywhere. No cover anywhere. This time, I gotta be able to position, maybe surprise enemies.
So I choose the right dialogue options, to make sure Vlaakith doesn't just nuke us.
But then I see the Astral Portal...and I think...well, what if I position myself now? And we just kill him before going into the Portal...can you do that?
And like a fucking moron...
I say fuck it, let's try it.
And uh. I don't know how many of you have ever tried this, but...when you do that?
Lae'zel immediately leaves your party.
So.
I was fucked instantly. Lae'zel is a fucking fighter, which is the second most demonic class after Paladin. She is fucking stacked and has the best goddamn gear I have, and she immediately kills Karlach using action surge. Gale also dies immediately, because he's squishy and there are a million bitches with psychic rend around him.
The only reason the run didn't end there was because I went invisible and fled.
Now I went and revived everyone in camp, but I thought ok...so I have to go back, with four people, and get my shit back...
I bring in Astarion, because I think, it'll be fine, we just need to drag them out onto that bridge...
Guess what? It wasn't fine. I had to draw Astarion and myself back, because Gale and Karlach die again. See, the fucking problem is, the normal strat of making distance doesn't work here. Normally, you can aoe a ton of enemies or have them run into walls of fire or whatever. But these fucking swords that Wargass summons literally APPEAR NEXT TO YOU. And they all take a swing, and break your concentration. Plus, even if you do manage to break them, and good luck with that, he just makes more, every goddamn turn.
So almost in tears, I swap out Astarion and pull in Wyll.
I need Hunger of Hadar, my cheese spell.
It kind of works, because I put it on the bridge, and all of his dumb bitch guards get stuck in it. But THEN Wargass, being a fucking prick, chases me around and murders me out of pure spite. Then Karlach and Gale almost kill him...but then he does his usual bullshit, of using his swords to kill everyone.
And I just...at this point, I'm just done.
Wyll can't do anything, he's out of spells. He can't even run, because there are swords near him.
I just have him take an opportunity attack, and call the run over.
And it's funny, because I'm doing an honor mode run with my buddy, where we've done basically everything wrong...but we still made it to Act 3 mostly unscathed.
With only one or two close calls.
But this is the second time my run's been fucked by the goddamn creche boss battle.
And you know... I love Bg3...but I have played way too many goddamn hours.
Need to take a break and just write porn about it, like god intended.
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Comfortable Silence by WritersBlock823 (rdlaserna)
Comfortable Silence
by WritersBlock823 (rdlaserna)
E, 65k, Wangxian
Summary: Wei Ying covers his mouth, eyes wide and tearful, then turns and runs back towards the subway station where the expensive-coat man has disappeared to. He hopes he hasn’t caught his train yet as he runs, giggles bursting out from his chest.
As he enters the station, he glances around and immediately spots the back of the expensive-coat man. He’s waiting patiently among a group of passengers getting on a train. Wei Ying rushes forward and just barely manages to slip the man's wallet into the opposite coat pocket than it was retrieved from. The doors close behind the man, Wei Ying’s hand barely grazing the doors as he pulls it back. The man looks down and pulls his wallet from his pocket, looking confused. He turns, then, golden eyes meeting silver.
Wei Ying’s breath catches. He’s the most beautiful man he’s ever seen. Long, curling lashes framing piercing golden eyes. Pale skin as white and smooth as jade. A sharp jawline leading towards a long neck featuring a prominent Adam's apple. His lips are plump and pink, and Wei Ying wonders what they’d feel like pressed against his own.
Wei Ying grins at the man and mouths, “Just returning your stolen property! Be more careful of pickpockets!”
Kay's comments: This story was a joy to read and super funny too! In which Wangxian meet after Wei Ying returns Lan Zhan's stolen wallet and Lan Zhan makes it so that they will be roommates in their university dorm and they immediately hit it off Wangxian fashion! This story also features deaf Lan Zhan, who keeps his disabbility a secret in the beginning, but let's just say, Wei Ying is more observant than he expected! The angst was very minimal in this story and all misunderstandings are resolved without much drama, which I enjoyed a lot. I also love how Wangxian can't keep themselves from being accidental exhibitionists because they just can't wait to get their hands on each other.
Excerpt: “Mn,” the man replies, his voice much deeper than Wei Ying expected, and it sends a shiver down his spine. “When I was asked if I wanted a roommate, Uncle showed me a list of students seeking one. I saw your face, and recognized you. I wanted to thank you for returning my wallet. I saw the video posted online of the man who’d stolen it, and how you were able to get it back.”
Wei Ying throws his head back and laughs. “That was a lot of fun.”
The man’s lips twitch slightly, his eyes watching his mouth as he speaks before returning his gaze, which seems to be full of what Wei Ying thinks is amusement, and hums, “Mn,” once more.
They stare at each other in silence for a moment, but it doesn’t feel awkward. “I’m glad I was able to help last week. I wasn’t sure I’d ever see you again. I don’t even know your name. I didn’t take the time to look in your wallet - I just ran to try and find you before you disappeared on a train.”
“Lan Zhan,” his roommate replies, a gleam in his eyes. “And you’re Wei Ying.”
Wei Ying swallows hard, liking way too much how his name sounds on Lan Zhan’s tongue, and smiles. “That’s me. I’m glad to meet you officially, Lan Zhan.” Ooh, he likes how that feels on his tongue. Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan….why do you keep looking at my mouth?
pov wei wuxian, pov lan wangji, modern setting, modern no powers, college/university, roommates/housemates, deaf lan wangji, music student lan wangji, sign language, lip reading, music student wei wuxian, switching, non-consensual voyeurism, semi-public sex, getting together, friends to lovers, misunderstandings, mutual pining, love confessions, happy ending, child lan sizhui, jiang family dynamics, good uncle lan qiren, good sibling lan xichen, good sibling jiang yanli, @writersblock823
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