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love-belle · 10 months

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my sunshine !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which they're the 'it' couple and everyone's obsessed with them, rightfully so.

for when you find your forever kinda person. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // lando norris x fem!reader

warnings - language

author's note - finally it's here!!! i really hope u like it!!! thank you so much for reading, i love you <3

edit - changed it bc the person who requested it doesn't speak hindi x

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-> landonorris NOT YOU TOO

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-> danielricciardo does he still have the fork?

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updownlately · 7 months

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i like shiny things (but i'd marry you with paper rings)

randomly thinking about esme morgan and how she made bracelets for the engwnt during their down time and just picturing a reader x alessia where r does origami when they're anxious or in between games. idk if anyone's written this idea before so mb if it's repetitive (i feel like i read an origami-reader fic before but i believe it was with jessie fleming x r) not a fic, not a blurb, just an idea/storyline :) fun fact: an instagram reel prompted this 😅 | alessia russo x reader

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like imagine the first time alessia walks into your shared hotel room to see a handful of paper cranes of different colours laid across the bed, your tongue poking out slightly, eyebrows furrowed as you had a website open on your phone showing you how to make a dragon.

and you're so concentrated you don't hear alessia come in, you just fiddle with the paper and let out a huff when you realize you have to unwind the folds you just did.

it's only when she clears her throat at you, still standing near the door that you snap out of what you're doing, eyes going wide, the dinosaur that looks more like a worm flying out of your hands.

and you'd look at her with an embarrassed look, quickly gathering the seven or so different paper cranes, bringing them towards your lap in a futile attempt to hide em, as alessia would watch you with a fond smile on her face.

or can we talk about how she'd quietly get you more origami paper the next time she goes out with the girls to explore the city, shyly coming back with a fresh pack of origami sheets, this time in pastel colours, shades you absolutely adored.

the way she'd enter the room anxiously, thumb playing with the ring on her finger as she'd hide the package behind her with her other hand, shoulder's curled in, skittish smile on her face.

how you'd wave her in, a huge smile on her face, not suspecting a thing as you chatted with your mother on the phone.

she'd maybe sit on the edge of the bed, a few feet away from you, the papers still hidden as you'd talk animatedly on the phone for a couple more minutes.

it's during that time that alessia would cast her gaze across the room, taking in how many different little paper creations, varying from flowers to cranes to butterflies to shapes like stars and hearts littered the room, smiling tenderly to herself.

and when you'd finish up the call, looking over at the blonde with a large grin on your face you'd already be excited by her mere presence, your golden retriever personality making itself known.

that grin would only grow wider as she would shuffle closer to you, the origami sheets still miraculously hidden (not hard to do really since all your focus was on alessia, your eyes nearly in the shape of a heart) and she'd give you a gentle kiss on your forehead and then lips, before pulling back shyly, the words quiet as they left her.

'i got you a little something...'

you'd tilt your head in question, a singular eyebrow raising as you'd finally notice how her other arm was somewhat awkwardly positioned behind her.

and you'd kind of tense up into a sitting position, concerned at what it could be.

'relax, it's nothing crazy, just a small little item i've been meaning to grab for you'

the words would be gentle, with a slight teasing lilt.

and she'd carefully present you the origami sheets, placing them on the sheet between you two, biting her lip nervously as she'd wait for a reaction.

your eyebrows would scrunch up immediately, hands reaching out to grab the plastic package, examining it as your jaw would drop in a pleasant mix of shock and joy.

and the way your eyes would widen as you'd read the text on around the item, the words 'origami paper' written clear as day, your heart feeling so full, warmth coursing through your veins as you'd realize that alessia had noticed your stack was running out, even going as far as to get them in colours you loved.

the papers would gently be thrown to the side as everything would click, you launching yourself at the blonde, arms coming to immediately wrap around her shoulders and neck as you'd bury your face in her neck.

your excited 'thank you' would be muffled with how tightly you were hugging her, your grin from earlier returning, only now it was nearly twice the size.

the blonde would chuckle gently at your delighted state, hugging you back with just as much enthusiasm, placing a gentle kiss to your temple just before you'd pull back, nearly shaking with elation.

placing a few loving kisses onto her lips you'd mumble another thank you in between them, pulling away once your couldn't contain your excitement.

and you'd rip into the new packaging, old papers be damned because your girlfriend got you these and they were immediately, undoubtedly the better papers now.

and eventually, as it would become time to check out of the hotel a few days later, alessia would find herself once again standing in the middle of the room, this time the whole room nearly taken over by butterflies, dragons (which you now finally mastered), toads, cranes, rabbits, stars, hearts, chains, and like twenty other things, some in various colours of the rainbow, and more than half of them made of the pastel origami sheets. (it was clear to see you had a favourite, evident by the way nearly half the pastel paper had already been used).

and then can we talk about how maybe you both would be coming back from a really tiring game, the whole engwnt sat on the bus, the two of you choosing to sit closer to the middle-front-ish area, alessia knowing you preferred the peace and quiet as you'd fold paper and calm down from the exhilarating events of the game.

so you'd sit there, a pair of wired earbuds shared between you two as the paper pad would be precariously balancing on your thighs, rattling with every bump and uneven surface of the road.

alessia would be sat beside you, watching you with a lovestruck face as you'd continue to do fold after fold, making something new this time, what it was, alessia didn't know, you wanting to surprise her.

what she did notice however was that you had two pieces of paper out, one that was her favourite colour, and one that was your favourite colour- surely that couldn't be a coincidence, right?

and as teammates saw you back at your usual task, very much accustomed to your tendency to relax by creating little items, they let you be, a few gently requesting you for a rabbit or dragon (stanway nearly begging you to make her dinosaur, pestering you until you had finally agreed with a quiet 'later' with a fond eye roll).

you'd been very much focused since though, head nodding along to the music, the familiar 'furrowed eyebrows' look on your face, tip of your tongue peeking out as you did meticulous fold after fold, tilting your body ever so slightly so alessia couldn't make out exactly what you were creating.

it was only when you were done, two small heart rings resting in the palm of your hand, one each in your and alessia's favourite colour, did you turn around, a bashful smile on your face as you hid the two papers in a loosely closed fist.

quickly scanning to make sure no one was watching, your fear of being teased for your sappiness emerging, your leg shook with nervous energy as you realized the coast was clear.

'i made you- us- i made us paper rings in our favourite colours.'

the words would come out slightly rushed, a soft blush coming to coat your cheeks as alessia's eyes widened in joyful shock,

'i'll get you a proper one eventually, this is just a promise of that in the meantime...'

and alessia would shrug at your words, a lovesick smile crossing her face as she'd examine the heart-shaped ring intently, absolutely adoring the way it rested on her hand, loving it more than any other jewellery she owned simply because it was made by you.

and placing the ring-clad hand up to rest on your cheek, the blonde would nudge you to look at her, bringing your faces close as she'd place a gentle but loving kiss on your lips, pulling back only a few centimetres as sky blue eyes would meet yours, her next words a whispered secret between you, eliciting twin smiles, lovestruck looks crossing both of your faces.

'as long as it's you i'm marrying, i'd happily do it with paper rings.'

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midnightstargazer · 2 months

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Taylor Swift lyrics for the Marauders Era characters

James

The tricky thing is yesterday, we were just children, playing soldiers, just pretending, dreaming dreams with happy endings

It turned into something bigger, somewhere in the haze, got a sense I'd been betrayed

Lily

So you were never a saint, and I've loved in shades of wrong, we learn to live with the pain, mosaic broken hearts, but this love is brave and wild

The whole school is rolling fake dice, you play stupid games, you win stupid prizes

Your little hand's wrapped around my finger, and it's so quiet in the world tonight

Sirius

I've been meaning to tell you, I think your house is haunted, your dad is always mad, and that must be why

I rewind the tape, but all it does is pause on the very moment all was lost, sending signals to be double-crossed

Sometimes giving up is the strong thing, sometimes to run is the brave thing, sometimes walking out is the one thing that will find you the right thing

Remus

You drew stars around my scars, but now I'm bleeding

You knew the hero died, so what's the movie for? You knew it still hurts underneath my scars from when they pulled me apart

I've been having a hard time adjusting, had the shiniest wheels, now they're rusting

Peter

We were jet-set, Bonnie and Clyde, until I switched to the other side, it's no surprise I turned you in, 'cause us traitors never win

Narcissa

I want you to know, I'm a mirrorball, I could change everything about me to fit in

And I feel my castles crumbling down, and I watch all my bridges burn to the ground, and you don't want to know me, I will just let you down, you don't want to know me now

Andromeda

Holding my breath, slowly, I said, you don't need to save me, but would you run away with me?

I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings

And I can still see it all in my mind, all of you, all of me, intertwined, I once believed love would be black and white, but it's golden

Bellatrix

They say I did something bad, then why's it feel so good?

The rumors are terrible and cruel, but honey, most of them are true

Regulus

When I was drowning, that's when I could finally breathe

And now that I'm grown, I'm scared of ghosts, memories feel like weapons, and now that I know, I wish you'd left me wondering

I drew curtains closed, drank my poison all alone

Snape

I don't trust nobody, and nobody trusts me

All these people think love's for show, but I would die for you in secret

You're on your own, kid, you always have been

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cheeseceli · 25 days

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Cheeseceli 1K Event

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𝅗𝅥 ── Celi's Playlist ── 𝅗𝅥

1. As you can read below, there are some lyrics that will be used as prompts.

2. When requesting, please tell me the prompt you chose + the idol of your choice (I will be writing for all members of Stray Kids, Tomorrow X Together, BTS and Ateez)

3. You can also tell me which format you would like more (headcanons or drabble) and which genre (fluff, angst or hurt/comfort). If you don't, I'll choose it myself!

4. Each prompt can be only used once. So after someone sends the request in, I will be scratching it from the list

5. You have until may 8th to send the requests in. Have fun <3

01 ── "cause my baby's sweet as can be, she gives me toothache just from kissing me" - Hyunjin

02 ── "aren't you the sweetest thing on this side of hell?"

03 ── "you're my escape from reality, you know what you mean to me" - Felix

04 ── "if you hold me without hurting me you'll be the first who ever did" - San

05 ── "i like shiny things but I'd marry you with paper rings" - Jongho

06 ── "it's the way you wear your emotions on both your sleeves to the face you make when I tell you I have to leave" - Lee Know

07 ── "there used to be nights where you were a little bit drunk, baby. The stories I heard for the first time, I liked to see you being honest" - Changbin

08 ── "let me stay by your side cause it's good enough for me"

09 ── "but friends don't say words that make friends feel like more than friends, so let's just put the 'end' in 'friends'" - Lee Know

10 ── "I look up from my phone and think there's no way it's you, but it is"

11 ── "This life is crazy, but it led me to you. If you call on me forever I will come"

12 ── "she's a lady, and I'm just a boy" - Mingi

13 ── "yesterday it finally came, a sunny afternoon. I was on my way to buy flowers for you"

14 ── "The only thing that is harder than sleeping alone is sleeping with your ghost"

15 ── "I could have that voice playing on repeat for a week and in this packed out room, I swear she was singing to me"

16 ── "Although our steps might not match each other I want to walk this road with you"

17 ── "I lost her in the crowd. It's unfair, she's out there somewhere. I wonder if we'll ever meet again"

18 ── "everything could be everything if only we were older"

19 ── "And I found love where it wasn't supposed to be: right in front of me" - Lee Know

20 ── "if you're looking for stable that'll never be me, but I hope that I'm able to be all that you need. If you think I'm someone to give up and leave, that'll never be me" - Wooyoung

21 ── "So baby, if you think you can handle me please handle me carefully" - Bang Chan

22 ── "Even ten years from now, if you haven't found somebody I promise I'll be around. Tell me when you're ready. I'm waiting" - Bang Chan

23 ── "Brand new apartment, we sat on the floor. You're all that I wanted, never been so sure"

24 ── "I loved you for three summers now, honey, but I want them all" - Lee Know

25 ── "A house made of cards and stupidly us inside. Even if you say it's a useless dream, just stay a little more like this" - Hongjoong

26 ── "I don't want to want you, but in my dreams I seem to be more honest. And I must admit, you've been in quite a few" - Hyunjin

27 ── "you know I talk too much. Honey come put your lips on mine and shut me up" - Soobin

28 ── "I swear to God when I come home I'll hold you so close, I'll never let go" - Hyunjin

29 ── "I had all then most of you, some and now none of you. Take me back to the night we met"

30 ── "you tell me that you'd rather fight than spend a single peaceful night with somebody else" - Yeonjun

Thank you all once again🤍

Taglist open !

Dividers by @saradika-graphics and images by @tyunlouv

#celi blog #celi 1k event #stray kids fluff #bts fluff #ateez fluff #tomorrow x together fluff

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fangirlisms13 · 1 year

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Paper rings { jack champion x f!reader }

I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this <3

Synopsis: Jack and you have been friends for a little over a year . Paper rings were their inside jokes, but what if it wasn't just a joke but real.

Cw: NONE 🤭🤭 just straight fluff, that's it bcs as much as I like angst I can't write it what so ever ✊️✊️

It was the scream six premiere and I was going with my life long childhood best friend jack! Everyone looked amazing but I couldn't help but feel a tad out of place! I mean these are FAMOUS people!!!!

We watched the movie, and it was so weird seeing Jack evil and also getting stabbed. We were on our way to the after party when I started messing with my small paper ring jack had made me a year ago.

" y/n meet Jack! " my friends say high off their mind. I laugh and shake his hand! " hi I'm y/n sorry about our mutual friends they take having fun all night to the literal definition! " I say as he laughs at our friends.

The moon is high. Like your friends were the night that we first met

I left a little after that and immediately searched up " jack," and what popped up was " jack champion " on Instagram and everything else. My friend follows him, so he must be the one ( a/n : hehehe t.s )

Went home and tried to stalk you on the internet. Now I've read all of the books beside your bed

" What are you thinking about y/n ? " I hear devyn ask with concern in her voice. " Oh, sorry ! Nothing important, don't worry !! " I say soothing her when Jenna pipes up," probably about jAaAaAcK, " she says in a sing-song voice. " Oh shut up, Jenna," I say, defending myself. But she wasn't wrong. I wanted to he his. He's the one I want, but I don't if I'm the one he wants.

I mean, sure, we played cat and mouse for a month or two or three, but I couldn't remove the thought that you just wanted to be friends. I wish I could just be next to him all the time.

Cat and mouse for a month or two or three. Now I wake up in the night and watch you breathe

I just want to kiss him one two three times, but I will hold off on that till we confess. " Oh yeah, she's definitely in love with Jack," Jasmine says, breaking my thoughts that were indeed about him. " Who's in love with me?" I hear that oddly familiar voice say. I jump and give Jasmine a look . That " Shut the fuck up before I murder you " look and the girls all giggle while jack looks at me confused. " anywyas y/n I actually need to tell you something real quick! " everyone does their 2nd grade " oooohs " at this.

Kiss me once 'cause you know I had a long night. Kiss me twice 'cause it's gonna be alright.Three times 'cause I've waited my whole life

" Okay now that we're alone I've been meaning to tell you something but I don't know how to say this so sorry if it's not the best but, I really like you and I wanted to know if you'd be willing to go out on a date and maybe perhaps be my girlfriend?" He says as fast as he could. I just squeal. Embarrassing, I know, but HELLO ??? The jack champion likes ME!!!! " Oh no, okay, I'm sorry about that -" he rambles. "Jack, just shut up and kiss me." And with that, he does :)

" is that a yes?" I laugh " jack I would marry you with paper rings of course it's a yes! "

I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings. You're the one I want. I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this Uh huh Darling, you're the one I want

A/n : I LOOOOOVEEEE LOVEEERRR!!!! Also, I really enjoyed this one!!!!! I know it's not a lot, but I have zero motivation, so!!!

#Spotify #fluff #scream 6 spoilers #scream 6 imagines #jack champion #jack champion x reader #taylor swizzle #taylor swift #i love taylor so much

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dannystattoo · 11 days

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I Like Shiny Things but I'd Marry You With Paper Rings

Pairing: Danny Wagner x Female Reader

Warnings: None

We love a drunk Vegas Wedding 🥰

“This might be the stupidest thing you’ve ever suggested,” you rolled your eyes at your boyfriend as you stumbled through the streets of Vegas, both more than a little intoxicated.

“Did you say no?” Danny asked you, lacing his fingers between yours and swinging your arms.

“Well…no” you couldn’t stop yourself from giggling as you approached the gaudy Elvis themed chapel you’d found on Yelp.

“What’s so funny?” You were both laughing now.

“We’re gonna be such a cliche, oh my god,” the words came out slightly slurred. “We got drunk and ran away from our friends to get married in Vegas?”

“We didn’t run away from them, they wanted to go back to the hotel. They’re kinda boring, aren’t they?”

“Probably smarter than us. The drive to the show tomorrow is gonna fucking suck.”

“As long as I’m good to perform tomorrow and you’re good to come and watch,” Danny shrugged.

“Can I pass out on you in the bus tomorrow then?”

“Of course”

“Perfect. So…are we doing this?” You’d been standing outside the chapel for a few minutes now and had yet to go in.

“Ready if you are, babe”

“Danny we…we fucked up” you slurred slightly.

“What’dyou mean, honey?”

“We need witnesses, our friends left”

“Shit. Ok, what if we just grab a couple people, I’m sure we can convince someone into witnessing a wedding in Vegas.” Danny, being the charismatic motherfucker he was, found a couple who was more than willing to follow you into he chapel and witness the ceremony. You promised them you’d be in and out as quick as you could, knowing you only needed a couple minutes.

As you both spoke with the Elvis impersonator out front, you took a minute to thank your past self for choosing something cute to wear tonight. It wasn’t a white wedding dress (not that you’d wanted a white one anyway), but you had chosen a flowy black romper that you thought fit the part well enough. Danny had worn his typical outfit for nights out, jeans and a button-up shirt (which was currently about half unbuttoned), but he could have worn anything and looked perfect to you.

“Whatever service gets us out of here quickest. We promised these fine people we wouldn’t keep them for more than a few minutes.”

You followed the Elvis-minister back into the chapel, which was as tacky as you’d expected.

“So will you be doing your own vows, or would you like the traditional ones?”

“Ummm, traditional I guess, seeing as we don’t write any?”

“We’ll do our own,” Danny said at the same time.

“What, babe, do you have secret vows written or something?”

“No, but you’re absolutely not vowing to honor and obey me.” You nodded, not really able to argue with that point. You remembered when the topic of marriage had come up previously, you’d mentioned how much you hated traditional, antiquated vows and insisted you needed to write your own.

“You first, then”

“Ok,” Danny sat for a second, tongue dancing across his lips as he thought. You were about to give him shit for being so confident about pulling vows out of his ass, but you thought better of it.

“I’m not gonna come up with anything groundbreaking, but y/n, when I tell you meeting you was the best thing to ever happen to me. I promise you’re stuck with me forever, I’m not going anywhere. I’m always gonna support you in the same way you have for me with music, no matter what. I promise we’ll go to so many concerts togther, I’m gonna take you all over the world - some day, I swear I’ll be touring and you can just travel all over with me…if you want, that is. I promise I’ll always try to be home on Halloween, I have to spend your favorite day with you, I could keep going, but really I'm just gonna do everything to give you the best life I can. I love you so much, y/n”

Maybe it was the alcohol, as you weren’t usually an emotional person, but you caught tears pricking at the corner of your eyes. God, you didn’t know what you’d done to deserve someone like Danny.

“Well now I’m crying, you asshole,” you laughed. “I’m not sure how I’m supposed to top that. I love you.” You suddenly realized you were most certainly still tipsy and you couldn’t think of a single other thing to say. Holding Danny’s hands, you leaned forward into his chest and started giggling.

“Danny, I wonder every single day what I did to deserve you because you’re too good for me. I promise to you’re stuck with me forever too, through literally anything. I’m always going to your band’s biggest supporter, I’ll never get mad at you for having to spend time in the studio or on the road, and I’ll be at every single one of your shows I possibly can. I’ll always watch your sports with you, even if I don’t always know what’s going on. I might even consider learning how to golf so I can do more than sit in the cart and look cute. I'll be up for any new adventure, and we’re gonna live life to the fullest, I promise. I don’t have words for how much I love you, how much you mean to me, and I’m never gonna stop showing you that.”

The ceremony finished a few minutes later, with Danny quite literally sweeping you off your feet when he could finally kiss you.

“Now what,” you asked once you’d left the chapel. It was the middle of the night, but being Vegas, you could have gone anywhere.

“Back to the hotel?” Danny looked at you with a smirk.

“Consumate the marriage?” you dished it right back.

“Wait, babe, we need rings.”

“What?” you were so caught up in the moment you didn’t even process what he was talking about.

“We never got rings. We need rings. Well, actually, I have a ring for you when we get home, but we need ones now.”

“Baby, no we don’t, we can always get them later. We’re legal, we don’t need rings. I will need you to back up though, what do you mean there’s a ring at home?”

“I was actually planning to propose to you sometime soon, I wasn’t exactly sure when, but I’ve known I wanted to marry you for a while. So there is a ring in my drawer, I just wasn’t sure when I wanted to do it. But then tonight I decided I didn’t wanna wait. I know I want to be with you forever, why put it off?”

“Babe, what the fuck.” You were absolutely speechless hearing how much this man loved you. You grabbed his hand and nuzzled your face into his chest.

“We don’t need a ring, but we can get one somehwere if you want. You need one too. You know what, we can get them when we’re home, I think it would be fun to keep this our little secret for a while.”

“You sure?”

“If you’re ok with that?” You immediately worried he thought you were ashamed that you’d eloped, or that you regretted it.

“Oh yeah, if you are. We don’t need to tell anyone til we’re both ready. I know nobody was expecting us to get married, we weren’t even engaged.”

You caught an Uber back to your hotel, you curling into Danny’s side the entire drive back. It was apparent you were sobering up, and the inevitable crash was coming. When you arrived at the hotel, Danny insisted on carrying you bridal style of to the room. You insisted right back that you could walk up, you were almost completely sober now, just exhausted, but he said it was part of the experience, there was no way he was going to make his bride walk up to the room herself.

The whole ride up the elevator, you were both ready to start going at each other, but sadly, someone else got on with you all the way up to your room on the top floor. The second the door was closed and locked, Danny threw you on to the bed and you reached up to pull him on top of you. Just as he’d settled his knees between your legs and practically attached his mouth to your neck, his phone started buzzing on the other side of the room, a call clearly coming through. However, neither of you registered it. Not even a minute later, your phone started vibrating and the only reason you noticed it was because you’d forgotten it was still in your pocket. You reached down, but didn’t bother to see who it was, throwing it on the nightstand. At this point you heard Danny’s phone go off again, and you both realized at the same time someone was definitely trying to get a hold of you.

“Go see who it is, make sure it’s not an emergancy.,” you sighed, letting go of his shirt you had been trying to finish unbuttoning.

“Hey man, what’s up, is everything ok?…you’ve got to be fucking kidding me, I’m kinda busy…ok, ok, fine, I’ll be to your room in five, you owe me.”

“Who was that?”

“Sam. Apparently he brought that girl he met earlier back to his room and the dumbass didn’t think to bring any condoms.” You couldn’t help the laugh that escaped your mouth upon hearing this.

“Go help him out, I’ll be here waiting, maybe get changed into something else for you.”

“Don’t, I wanna take you out of that myself,” he called from the bathroom. “Ok, I’ll be right back. Keep that on, Mrs.Wagner.”

“I love the sound of that, get your ass back here soon baby.” Oh, that man was going to run to Sam’s room and back.

Somehow, all of your rooms had gotten completely separated and Sam just happened to be multiple floors below you on the opposite side of the hotel, so it would probably be about ten minutes until Danny returned. Of course, the second he was gone, you were hit the same exhaustion you’d felt in the Uber and you decided to get comfortable for a few minutes. You’d wake up the second Danny was back, you knew it. Of course, you’d underestimated how tired you were and within minutes you’d passed out.

“Babe, I’m back, sorry about the -“ Danny found you curled up in bed, arms wrapped around the pillow and fast asleep. He smiled to himself, taking in how adorable you looked and thinking about the fact that he was going to get to come to bed with you every night for the rest of your lives. He striped down to his boxers, not caring about putting on anything else.

“Babe….baby…y/n?”

“Hmmm?” you answered, half concious.

“Let’s get your PJs on, huh?”

“No, I’m good,” you said, rolling further into the bed.

“You sure? You couldn’t stop complaining about having to wear a strapless bra all night.”

“Fine, you’re right.” You slowly, begrudingly, sat up, and let him help you get your romper off and change into one of his t-shirts.

“Not what I had in mind when I said I wanted to get you out of that,” Danny laughed.

“Sorry,” you said, already feeling yourself falling asleep again.

“It’s ok, bug, we have literally our entire lives.” He laid down next to you, pulling you right against him. You curled up right against him, tangling your legs in his and tucking your head into his chest.

“I’ve said it so much tonight, but I love you so much,” you said, slurring your words now to to sleepiness rather than drunkeness.

“I love you too, Mrs. Wagner…god, I’m never gonna get tired of saying that.

“I’m never gonna get tired of hearing it.” That was the last thing you said before you fell asleep, happie than ever about your drunk, impulsive decisions.

#danny wagner #greta van fleet #greta van fic #daniel wagner #danny gvf #danny wagner x reader

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jwonsoon · 8 months

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enhypen as taylor swift songs ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

☾ a/n: i've been listening to a lot of taylor swift recently and maybe i'm crazy but every song somehow reminds me of enhypen. i've been thinking about them non stop so i made a part two of the post ☼ made since you guys liked that one. this might be kinda all over the place but i hope you enjoy !

JUNGWON

cardigan "When I felt like I was an old cardigan, under someone's bed, you put me on and said I was your favorite"

comfort. he's my perpetual comfort. on days when i feel like i'm doing nothing right, on days when i feel hopeless, he's always there to spark that 1% within me that wants to keep trying. his continuous effort to communicate with engenes despite his busy schedule shows me that the care he holds for us is something so genuine. he reassures me and gives me reasons to love myself. he will see you crying, sit down next to you and patiently wait and listen. comforting you by holding your hand and wiping your tears. he's always there to make your life feel worth living again. jungwon will never leave you hanging or feeling like you aren't enough; you're always enough for him. a/n my jungwonie i love you

JAKE

safe & sound "You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now"

jake to me embodies emotional protection. he's the type to hold you gently while you cry into his arms, rubbing your back telling you it's going to be okay. no matter what happens he's right there by your side the whole time. the reason i picked this song is because i can imagine jake staying up all night with you when you're overwhelmingly anxious. even if his head keeps jerking back and forth because of how tired he is, he'll make sure you fall asleep first so that he can sleep knowing you're alright.

JAY

right where you left me "You left me no choice but to stay here forever"

angsty, i know. there's two reasons why i think this song perfectly captures him. one being, his loyalty. no matter what happens he'll stay by your side. there are time when it's hard to keep going and there's a back and forth struggle but jay will be consistent and check in on you. he will sit by you and wait for you to feel better, his patience has no end when it comes to those he cares about and it's his most charming quality among many others. i also just think he's so "first love" coded. you are never getting over jay! no matter how hard you try! - but don't worry because he's waiting for you to come back too...

NIKI

paper rings "I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings"

thats bestie!!! riki symbolizes happy young love for me. best friends to lovers type. his teasing flirty manner would always make you giggle. knowing how artsy he is he would definitely make you some goofy paper ring and "propose" to you, leaving you a flustered mess. i just think this song is so upbeat and pretty and incapsulates niki's playfulness perfectly. a/n i love him so much i'm going to rip my walls out.

HEESEUNG

gorgeous "You're so gorgeous, I can't say anything to your face"

i mean... do i even have to explain? heeseung's charm is irresistible. no matter how much his constant teasing would annoy you, when you look up and see his face all of it melts away. he's so hallway crush coded, he would make you feel all giddy inside simply because of a passing head nod or just a slight smile. don't even get me started on his perfect laugh and smile! i can write a 4000 word essay on it. anywho, it's self explanatory. heeseung = gorgeous!

SUNOO

invisible string And isn't it just so pretty to think, all along there was some, Invisible string, Tying you to me?

sunoo is destiny. i remember watching iland and from the very beginning my eyes were hooked onto him. and now, here i am, three years later writing this. his comforting smile and how he gives so much love to those around him helps me recognize how genuinely kind of a person he is. he's someone you want to keep close. no matter what happens sunoo will always find a way to provide you with solace and light on the darker days. he's pretty, the concept of soulmates is pretty, he is such a person destined to be loved and cared for deeply. no one ever hurt him please.

SUNGHOON

the way i loved you "So in love that you act insane and that's the way I loved you"

now, let me preface this by saying, i don't think sunghoon is toxic... this is just to feed my angst loving delusions. sunghoon is the one the got away. he's the one who you cared for so deeply but it was right person wrong time. despite how much he pushed to keep your relationship intact it was hard for him. he didn't want to fight you, he wanted to fight for you. sunghoon is the type to not let you leave until you figure it out with him. he'll sit with you even if you yell at him and just listen to you. he's cares about you so deeply that you can't help but constantly think about him even when he isn't there. - because he is also constantly thinking about you.

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acourtofkindness · 5 months

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Hi! First of all, love this idea! Spreading love in this fandom is much needed sometimes and this is great 🥰 I haven't seen any Nessians called out yet, so you know I had to come in and spread some love for our little corner of the fandom 💙❤️

@whyisaravenlike-awritingdesk writes the most tender Nessian that has you heavy breathing at them holding hands and I love it! Her prose? Perfection 💅

@kale-theteaqueen makes me cry every time but in the absolute best way! The way she writes Nesta's character and gives her everything she deserves is next level 😍

@moodymelanist always has the most fun plots! Idk how all those amazing ideas fit in her beautiful brain, but I always know I'm in for a fun Nessian time with her fics and I wouldn't have it any other way 🙌

@dustjacketmusings can always be counted on for the most fun Nessian art! I mean did you see the slutty armor drawing? Top. Notch. ❤️

@talkfantasytome has taken a step back from fic writing, but I still go back and re-read because her fics fill me with such a soft joy every single time like clockwork 🤩

@jmoonjones have you seen her Nessian comics? Enough said. They're equal parts adorable and hilarious and I live for every single one! 🥰

@perseusannabeth have you read Let Me Be Your Home? Enough said right there. Beautiful writing. Beautiful characterization. Beautiful story. 🥹

thank you so so much for sending this in, what a wonderful idea🤍🤍

I've been meaning to give you ( @c-e-d-dreamer ) a shout-out as well, but I'll do it here now. Thank you so much for all your wonderful stories, and your amazing contributions to the fandom - you are absolutely amazing!🤍

fics of yours that sound absolutely wonderful are:

I like Shiny Things But I'd Marry You With Paper Rings (Nessian mating ceremony fic we all need!!!)

May I have This Dance (Magic Mike and Cassian - say no more!)

and of course, a few of the people from above will also be mentioned here shortly, I just haven’t read that many Nessian fics this year…

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osaemu · 9 months

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ミ★ taylor swift x jjk, bsd & genshin 🜚

🥂 let's play a request game!

summary: send in an ask with your desired character from jujutsu kaisen, bungo stray dogs, or genshin impact + one of the following taylor swift albums and i'll write a drabble for them x reader based on the trope attached

WORKS WILL NOT BEGIN UNTIL ALL SLOTS ARE FILLED.

edit: added genshin

details, rules, and slots under the cut

8/10 slots filled

01. one slot per album, first come first serve.

02. send in the ask with the character's name and which album you want to claim.

03. i'll periodically update this post as slots get filled and drabbles get published.

04. if i don't immediately input your character into the slot it doesn't mean i'm ignoring you, i'm probably just doing something else 💞

05. i would recommend following #ミ★ khoi writes to stay up to date on the drabbles when they get posted.

06. the song lyrics by the album name are not indicative of what song i'll base the drabble on. also, the tropes aren't just based on the albums, they're just... tropes i want to write for.

07. in your request, suggestions are welcome but i can choose if i want to listen to them or not. it doesn't hurt to try though!

• 🦋 — debut. "he's got a one hand feel on the steering wheel, the other on my heart"

trope: friends to lovers

character: satoru gojo

status: haven't started

• 🫶 — fearless. "but i miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain"

trope: break up & make up

character: nakahara chuuya

status: haven't started

• 🎆 — speak now. "you made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter"

trope: arranged marriage

character: satoru gojo

status: haven't started

• 🧣 — red. "losing him was blue like i'd never known"

trope: heartbreak

character: ?

status: haven't started

• 🌃 — 1989. "life was never worse, but never better"

trope: fake dating

character: ?

status: haven't started

• 🎬 — reputation. "you don't need to save me, but would you run away with me?"

trope: secret lovers

character: satoru gojo

status: haven't started

• 💞 — lover. "i like shiny things but i'd marry you with paper rings"

trope: marriage

character: nakahara chuuya

status: haven't started

• 🪩 — folklore. "you taught me a secret language i can't speak with anyone else"

trope: second-chance romance

character: osamu dazai

status: haven't started

• 🍾 — evermore. "spring breaks loose, but so does fear, he's gonna burn this house to the ground"

trope: forbidden love

character: suguru getou

status: haven't started

• 🕰️ — midnights. "i pictured you with other girls, in love, and threw up on the street"

trope: right person, wrong time

character: osamu dazai

status: work in progress

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devildomditzy · 1 year

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mammon x mc songs of the day: locked out of heaven and treasure (bruno mars) it's just right, PAPER RINGS (taylor swift) IT'S HIM!!! and im with you (avril lavigne) it's nightbringer's vibes

Pretty much any Bruno Mars song works for them!

Paper Rings? That shit is beat for beat these two stupid motherfuckers.

"The wine is cold Like the shoulder that I gave you in the street Cat and mouse for a month or two or three Now I wake up in the night and watch you breathe"

Like?? Mammon's constant denial about his feelings for MC, but still essentially living in their room with them?

And then "I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings"

I mean cmon

cmoooooonnn

I'm with you?

Very emo, but very them <3

#kit's playhouse #obey me #om #obey me mammon #om mammon #mammon #mammon x mc #omnb #obey me nightbringer #omnb mammon

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dragonwritersblog · 5 months

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5+1 AU Characters as Taylor Swift Songs

I got bored yesterday and my ADHD + my swiftie brain decided to put together what says would go together with the characters of my fic. This was mostly done for fun but if you know the meanings behind these songs, I'm going to enjoy feasting on your suffering 😈

Here's the link to my fic here if you haven't read it yet.

Pomni/Penny: Mirrorball

And I'm still a believer, but I don't know why. I've never been a natural, all I do is try, try, try

I thought this song best fit Pomni/Penny due to her complicated relationship with her dad and how that affected her as a person, always trying to do her best despite what's thrown at her, even if it hurts her in the process and she doesn't know why.

Jax/Jack: This Is Me Trying

Could've followed my fears all the way down And maybe I don't quite know what to say. But I'm here in your doorway I just wanted you to know. That this is me trying

I mean, I think its kinda obvious (cough cough chapter 5 cough cough). Jax/Jack went through a lot as a kid before he moved in with Winter and the Alvarez's and yes while he's hurting, he wants to heal but as ya'll know, relapses happen. But he'll always keep trying.

Riley: Karma

Karma's gonna track you down. Step by step, from town to town. Sweet like justice, karma is a queen

I had fun with this one. As ya'll know, Riley is quite protective over those she cares about (she's also an FBI agent so if you hurt Penny you probably won't be seen the next day). Riley is always gonna make sure that those who decide to fuck around are gonna find out. After all, karma is a bitch.

Winter: 22

You don't know about me but I'll bet you want to. Everything will be alright if we just keep dancing like we're 22

Ah Winter, my sassy lesbian queen. Winter has always been fun to write due to how positive and fun she is. Teasing Jack, being lovey dovey with Riley and hyping up Penny as well. She would be one of those people who throw the wildest parties and dread cleaning up the next day, but doesn't care as long as she and others are having fun.

Amber: Tolerate It

Lay the table with the fancy shit. And watch you tolerate it

Amber, mother of two and the ex of the man that everyone in discord wants dead. This reflects what her marriage to David was like and her releasing how awful he was after they divorced. Amber is a strong and protective mother bear, but she was hurt first emotionally to become that strong. Sometimes there will be moments will break, but she always picks herself back up for her girls, David forgotten at the back of her mind for their sake.

~okay let's focus on some duo/trio songs~

Pomni/Penny & Jax/Jack: Wildest Dreams

Say you'll remember me. Standin' in a nice dress. Starin' at the sunset, babe. Red lips and rosy cheeks. Say you'll see me again. Even if it's just in your wildest dreams

Come on, are you really surprised? It's the title of the last chapter and basically this fic's theme! Even if they don't realise who each other are, there memories stay in their dreams and their shown just how beautiful their love was!!!!

Riley & Winter: Paper Rings

I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings. Uh-huh, that's right. Darling, you're the one I want

Let's go! Let's go lesbians let's go!!! The yuri deserve a nice lovey dovey song. These two are just so sweet with one another and the reason why Jack and Penny got together (much to Riley's disappointment lol) and they deserve all the happiness. And yes this song was in their wedding playlist.

Pomni/Penny & Riley: Safe and Sound

No one can hurt you now. Come morning light. You and I'll be safe and sound

This song is definitely a parallel of Penny and Riley's sisterhood, especially growing up with David still in the picture. Riley doing her job as an older sister, shielding her little sister whenever David wanted to target her with his verbal abuse. Riley hates every fibre of her father's being, it only got worse after he involved Penny in the car accident. No matter what, even as adults, Riley will always protect her baby sister from everything...until the day she couldn't.

Winter & Jax/Jack: The Best Day

God smiles on my little brother, inside and out. He's better than I am I grew up in a pretty house and I had space to run. And I had the best days with you

This was how Winter viewed her and Jack when he moved in with her family. Jack is and always will be her little brother, even if they aren't blood related. She and her family give him the life he didn't and the space to thrive, and neither she or Jack would trade it for the world even after all these years.

Pomni/Penny & Amber: Bigger Than The Whole Sky

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. You were bigger than the whole sky

Hehe ya'll gonna hate me for this one. But yeah, after Penny went missing, it hit Amber like a freight train. Penny was her baby, she watched her daughter go through hell and back, and helped with her healing, watched her fall in love, comforted her through her heartbreak and the next day she disappeared, and no one can find her. She grieves her daughter every day, as though she truly passed away. She and Penny had a relationship like no other, there's nothing stronger than a mother's love for her child.

Riley & Amber: Dear Reader

The greatest of luxuries is your secrets. Dear reader, when you aim at the devil make sure you don't miss. Never take advice from someone who's falling apart

While Amber loves Penny, never once did she neglect Riley or see her problems as inferior. She loves both her babies more than anything. But she can tell that Riley has gone through a lot, watching her father grow apart from her and seeing her little sister get hurt over and over again. This song is kinda reminiscent of chapter 3 (with Amber reassuring Riley that she's not wrong to feel upset with her dad), but also Amber teaching Riley what she knows and so she doesn't make the same mistakes as she did.

Amber & Riley & Pomni/Penny: Never Grow Up

Oh, darlin', don't you ever grow up. Don't you ever grow up. Just stay this little. Oh, darlin', don't you ever grow up. Don't you ever grow up. It could stay this simple

Let's end it off bittersweet with our three girls. This is reminiscing over her daughters, more so the good moments of their childhood (David isn't in these memories which isn't a surprise). It kind of hits Amber when she sees her girls all grown up and living their own lives, just how far they've come since they were kids. She gave birth to them, helped them take their first steps, cried at their first words, dropped them off both at their first days at school, teasing Riley over her first crush on a girl, comforting and spending each day Penny was in hospital after the accident, letting them cry in her shoulder over David leaving, reassured Riley that she wasn't abandoning Penny once the older of the two left for college, helped Penny overcome her eating habits, watched her girls fall in love. It leaves her tearful and proud of how much they've grown.

I hope you guys enjoyed this, and keep an eye out for my next funnybunny fic on ao3 and tumblr called 'Royally Screwed'. It's a royal AU based on the ideas and art of one of my friends on discord and I hope ya'll like it when it comes out!

#the amazing digital circus #funnybunny #5+1 au #jax #human!jax #pomni #human!pomni #original female characters #ragatha #zooble #gangle #kinger #caine #bubble #dragon rambles

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em-prentiss · 1 month

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I like shiny things but I'd marry you with paper rings

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Chapter 6: Late nights

She laughs and it hits him then, as the breath catches in his throat. I want to marry her. His heart beats so fast he’s surprised she doesn’t hear it. He suddenly sees another child next to Jack on the swings; a girl, her hair dark and her eyes darker still, carbon copies of Emily’s. It settles in his lungs, a choking need to have this with her.

Or, 5 times Aaron tries to propose to Emily, and the one time he finally does it.

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It starts getting to her. The way her obgyn’s eyes unthinkingly dart to her bare ring finger, her use of the word partner a hot knife cutting straight through Emily’s heart. Her usual control on her emotions is nowhere to be found, all her hard won skills of compartmentalization lost within the first few weeks of her pregnancy. Everything is suddenly sharper; tears spill down her cheek at tiny inconveniences, anger sparks in her blood at Aaron’s slightest mistake. Dust fills her mouth when she introduces him to her doctor as her boyfriend.

So really it shouldn’t have been surprising, the slow creep of insecurity taking over as she wonders why he hadn’t popped the question yet. They talked about it, she knows he wants it and he knows she does, so why hadn’t he asked her yet?

Logically she knows it doesn’t mean much, just a signed piece of paper and a new title, that the love they have now wouldn’t change with the slip of a ring on her finger. But through the swirl of all her emotions, it’s hard to find room for logic.

She’s icy for a while, snapping at him and being short whenever he talks to her. She poorly disguises it as irritation at her consistent morning sickness and nausea, at the way her stomach turns at the slightest scents, though he’s unconvinced. But she shuts him down whenever he tries to talk to her about it, muttering something about wanting to take a nap or have a long shower.

It starts getting to her, until it doesn’t. He’s about to lose his mind when it disappears suddenly, just as she starts nearing the end of her first trimester—she becomes all smiles and giddy excitement and shopping for baby clothes. Aaron’s baffled, to say the least, but he doesn’t bring it up again, instead doing everything in his power to keep her happy.

She still brings up the fact that he was clueless as to why she was upset, long after they’re married.

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“You’re not hungry at all, are you?” Emily murmurs softly to Eliot as she runs a finger over his silk soft cheek. His brown eyes blink up at her, carbon copies of Aaron’s, wide awake and nowhere near sleep. Emily smiles and kisses his forehead, his soft comforting scent making her sigh in contentment. “Yeah, we’re no strangers to insomnia in this family,” she rubs slow circles on his back, trying to lull him back to sleep.

“You know what always helps, though? When daddy gives you a big hug and just holds you in those warm arms of his,” she tells her son. Eliot gurgles in response, his tiny fist closing around the chain of her necklace. “And you feel so safe and comfortable it’s only a matter of time before you fall asleep.” Emily whispers.

She takes slow steps across the nursery, lightly rocking Eliot and occasionally pressing her lips to his skin. “Maybe we should ask him to come up, huh? Let him give you a hug so mommy can sleep.”

Her head rests on top of his and she yawns, exhaustion settling in her bones as she continues walking around. She continues whispering nonsense and rubbing her son’s back, huddling him close to her and hoping he’ll give in to sleep soon.

When her eyes stray to the clock she sees that it’s been almost an hour since she first picked Eliot up. Emily looks down to check on him, her lips tilting up in an exasperated smile when his wide eyes meet hers.

“Come on, baby, go to sleep,” she murmurs, giving him soft kisses on his cheek as he coos and shifts in her arms, pressing closer to her. Ah, damn it, she thinks when he nestles his head in the crook of her neck, her heart melting at the soft baby noises he stifles into her skin.

“You’re lucky you’re so darn cute,” she sighs, wishing she’d gotten her phone so she could call for Aaron. Eliot doesn’t seem any closer to sleep, but she doesn’t want to destroy any progress she could’ve made by taking him to the bright lights of Aaron’s office.

Unthinkingly, she starts to sing softly. The lullaby she often hums to Jack slips past her lips, a soothing string of French in Eliot’s ear as she paces.

“Au clair de la lune, mon ami Pierrot

Prête-moi ta plume, pour écrire un mot.

Ma chandelle est morte, je n’ai plus de feu.

Ouvre-moi ta porte, pour l’amour de Dieu.”

The door creaks softly and she looks up to see Aaron walking in. Emily smiles a little shyly and pauses singing, her cheeks lightly tinting pink as he walks toward her.

Aaron stifles a smile of his own, warmth stirring in his chest at the embarrassed smile on her face. “Hey,” he kisses her forehead, his hand joining hers on Eliot’s back. “Hi,” Emily murmurs, sinking into his side when he wraps an arm around her shoulders.

“He’s still fighting sleep?” Aaron whispers as he looks down at his son. Emily nods and buries her face in his chest. “It’s been an hour,” she grumbles tiredly, her eyes fluttering shut as she yawns.

“Hey buddy,” Aaron bends his head to look at Eliot. His head rests on Emily’s shoulder, his tiny arm wrapped around her neck. He looks at his father with alert eyes.

“Here, let me take him,” he whispers to Emily. She hands Eliot over with little fuss and leans into Aaron, crossing her arms against the sudden cold in her chest.

“Go to bed, sweetheart,” he kisses her forehead, “I’ll handle it.”

Emily shakes her head even as she bites back a yawn; cold sheets don’t really sound all that appealing at the moment. “I’ll just sit down here,” she mumbles, placing a kiss to the back of Eliot’s head before walking over to the rocking chair in the corner.

Aaron smiles as she curls into it, tucking her knees into her chest and blinking sleepily at them. “See, even mommy’s tired,” he whispers to his son, rubbing large circles on his back. The baby gurgles softly into his father’s neck, letting out tiny noises as he nestles closer to his chest. “Why won’t you go to sleep, little man?” Aaron kisses Eliot’s forehead.

“Sing him a lullaby,” Emily says from her perch on the chair. Aaron gives her a hesitant look and she grins. “Go on. I’ve tried everything.”

Aaron blows out a breath. “Promise you won’t laugh?”

Emily shrugs one shoulder and mimes zipping her lips. Her eyes sparkle in the warm light of the nursery, and Aaron is acutely aware that she did not in fact make a promise. She arches her brow and he sighs.

“Twinkle, twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are,” he begins softly. Emily tucks her chin beneath the hem of her sweater, bringing it up over her lips to cover her smile. She often marveled how someone with such a rich talking voice could be so horrible at singing.

“Up above the world so high, like a diamond—”

He cuts off when Eliot whimpers loudly, a sound that starts turning into a cry until he stops singing. The lack of sleep gets to her; Emily bursts out laughing, immediately clapping a hand over her mouth when Aaron frowns at her.

“Hey, you promised you wouldn’t laugh,” he protests, mildly stung but unable to stay that way for long with the way she’s laughing, soft giggles escaping from behind her palm. He rocks his son lightly, feeling a measure of disappointment and relief when he settles again.

Emily wipes at her eyes and holds out her hands. “I did no such thing. Give him here,” she wiggles her fingers, grinning as Aaron walks towards her. He hands her Eliot with a huff.

“Come here,” she kisses her son’s cheek and settles him on her lap, “you’re lucky I’m here to save you, sweet boy. Your dad’s such a horrible singer, isn’t he?” She scrunches her nose playfully, beaming when Eliot gives her a gummy smile.

She hears Aaron grumble something and looks up. Emily smiles at the light furrow between his brows and grabs his hand, tugging him down to press a kiss to his downturned lips. “Luckily for him, we don’t love him for his singing.”

He rolls his eyes as she drops his hand and turns her attention back to Eliot. He’s all but forgotten as Emily lightly rocks the chair, both her arms around their son’s back as she tries to coax him back to sleep. She’s talking softly to him when Aaron’s heart squeezes suddenly, the sound of her voice and Eliot’s baby noises making his chest ache. The light of the lamp at her elbow washes over her, paints her golden, and he swears she’s never looked as beautiful as she does right now.

Aaron’s breath catches. Now, his brain screams at him, and despite the fact that the ring is not even with him, he couldn’t stop himself if he tried.

“Emily,” he says softly, making her eyes snap to his. He feels so stupid, for making himself wait this long, for agonizing over it to be perfect. Because this moment is just as precious as any, with her hair down in its natural curl, his worn Harvard sweatshirt hanging from her body. Their baby is in her arms and her eyes are tired but so warm, filled with so much love it takes his breath away.

“What?” She asks after a beat of silence, momentarily struck dumb by the way he’s looking at her.

Aaron smiles and leans over her. “This isn’t how I planned on doing this,” he cups her face and kisses her forehead, so gently, so tenderly she inexplicably feels her eyes well up with tears.

“Doing what?” Her voice is the barest whisper as her heart starts to slam against her ribcage, so forcefully she thinks even Eliot can feel it.

He unwraps one of her hands from Eliot’s back and holds it in his, pressing a kiss to her knuckles before kneeling down in front of the chair. Emily takes in a stuttering breath, her subconscious knowing what’s happening but her sleepy brain too slow in catching up. Her heart starts racing in earnest and she tightens her shaky grip on her son, squeezes her fingers around Aaron’s.

“W-What are you doing?” Her voice trembles as hot tears gather in her eyes, spill down her cheeks.

His lips tilt up in a gentle smile. “I’m trying to propose to you, honey.” He whispers and leans forward to wipe the tears from her cheeks. They’re immediately replaced when she blinks, dropping off her chin and staining his sweatshirt.

Aaron squeezes her hand. “You wouldn’t believe how long I’ve been trying to do this for,” he laughs a little shakily, his own eyes growing shiny. “You’ve proven a difficult woman to want to marry,” he says. Emily chokes on a sound, somewhere between a laugh and a sob.

He licks his lips. His heart races, but he doesn’t feel any of the jittery nervousness he felt before; his hands are steady, his breaths come evenly. “I’m not big on speeches, but you deserve one. I love you, Emily,” Aaron whispers, his voice thick as tears gather in the back of his throat. His vision blurs as Eliot coos against her chest and she presses a kiss to his soft hair, her eyes still on him. “I don’t know exactly when I fell in love with you, only that I did, and each day I think I fall a little deeper. I’m so grateful that out of everyone, you chose to love me.” He takes a deep breath and smiles softly, his dimples digging into his cheeks. “You’re my best friend and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me, Emily?”

“Yes,” she chokes out, tugging on his hand to bring him closer. “God yes, Aaron.” Her voice breaks and he smiles at her, his whole face lighting up as leans forward and cups her face, wiping her wet cheeks quickly before kissing her.

Her lips are shaky against his, the taste of them salty with both of their tears, but god, it’s the sweetest thing he’s ever tasted. Her hand fists his shirt and Eliot’s tiny body presses against his chest, safe between both of them. Aaron feels his heart tremble as he breaks free from her lips to press his forehead against hers. Warmth spreads through him when she looks at him with wet, dark lashes, the relief that he finally did this climbing up his throat, settling there like a lump he tries to swallow away.

“I love you,” Emily sniffles, carding a hand through his hair. She leans back to kiss his forehead and rests her head on top of his, her tears soaking the dark strands.

“I love you too,” Aaron murmurs and wraps his arms around her. His knees ache from kneeling so long, but the feeling is distant, overwhelmed by the contentment aiding his beating heart.

Eliot stirs between them, shifting in Emily’s arms and softly protesting the intrusion of his father’s weight against him. Aaron laughs and leans back on his heels to kiss his son’s forehead, “Do you hear that, Eliot?” He whispers, tucking Emily’s dark hair away from her wet cheek. She smiles softly, her dark eyes shining and her cheeks flushed. His fiancée. “Mommy said yes.”

“Of course she said yes,” Emily murmurs as she wipes under her eyes and stands up, the giddiness racing through her making it hard to sit still. “Daddy’s made her wait long enough,” she smiles, her heart swelling in her chest when her son gives her a toothless smile back.

“I’m sorry about that,” Aaron stands too and kisses her forehead, his hands settling on the curve of her waist and gently pulling her closer. “If it’s any consolation, I got you a pretty ring,” he offers, stroking his thumb along the smooth skin of her jaw and feeling the steady beat of her heart beneath his finger. “It’s in my nightstand drawer.”

Emily bites her lip and smiles, her eyes crinkling at the corners. “I know. I saw it.”

Aaron’s mouth drops open. “What?” He asks incredulously, his eyes widening in shock. “W-When, how?” He stammers.

Emily laughs at his reaction, drunk on his proposal and the feeling of her baby in her arms. She rises on her tiptoes and gives him a gentle kiss. “You’re an FBI agent, honey,” she scolds lightly, “you couldn’t think of anywhere better than your nightstand drawer?”

Aaron grumbles something under his breath and she laughs again. “If it’s any consolation, I don’t actually know what it looks like,” Emily bats her lashes, mirroring his earlier statement.

He blows out a breath, mildly disappointed that she knew. But then again he’s been trying to do this for over a year. “That does not make me feel better, funnily enough.”

“Don’t be a grump,” Emily chides. “Show it to me,” she urges, tangling her fingers with his and pulling him out the door excitedly, her eyes shining.

A smile spreads across his face at her wide grin, and as she tugs him to their room he realizes nothing else matters. It doesn’t matter that she knew or that he didn’t do it the way he had planned. She said yes; she’s going to be his wife, and in this moment he has no right to complain about a single damn thing.

Emily gently lays Eliot down on their bed and keeps an eye on him as Aaron takes the ring from his nightstand drawer. He turns to her and she holds her breath, moving closer to him as he opens the black velvet box and shows her the ring.

She gasps as he takes it out, the diamonds on it glinting in the warm light of their bedroom. “Aaron..” she croaks out as he gently grabs her hand, presses a soft kiss on her knuckles before sliding the ring on her finger. Her gaze grows blurry and she blinks the tears away, feeling them fall off her chin as she turns her hand around and examines the ring.

Her heart clenches at the sight of it; somehow he’d chosen exactly her style. The platinum band is cool on her finger, the diamonds throwing tiny rainbows across her skin when they hit the lamplight. She runs her fingers over them, feels them beneath her skin as she presses her thumb into the ring, a visible reminder that she’s his.

“Do you like it?” Aaron whispers. Her hand is still in his, his warm fingers supporting her palm, gently resting on her pulse.

“I love it,” Emily sniffles. She throws her arms around his neck and presses her cheek to his. Aaron hugs her tightly to him, his arms secure around her waist. “It’s perfect.”

She feels the rise and fall of his chest as he exhales in relief, his shoulders sagging beneath her palms. “I’m glad,” he sighs, turning his head to lightly kiss her cheek.

He doesn’t know how long they stay there, holding each other, their happiness palpable in the warm, honeyed light of their room. She twists the ring on her finger, grins into his neck at the sight of it. It warms her skin as she’s replaying his proposal over in her head and suddenly remembers something he said.

“What did you mean when you sa-”

She cuts off at the sound of Eliot’s sudden cries. Emily breaks free from Aaron and hurries to her flailing son on the bed, his fist in his mouth and his tiny legs thrashing around.

“Shh,” Emily murmurs as she picks him up, rocking him lightly and rubbing his back to soothe his cries. “Mommy and daddy forgot about you, huh?” She coos. “I’m sorry, that was mean, wasn’t it?”

Her son shoves his face into her chest and Emily chuckles. “Okay, baby,” she kisses his forehead. “It’s gonna be a long night,” she takes Aaron’s hand and leads him to the living room, “so you can tell me all about what you meant by saying ‘I’m a difficult woman to want to marry’,” she arches her brow at him over her shoulder.

Aaron laughs as they walk into the living room, his eyes catching on her ring, glittering between their intertwined fingers. They settle on the couch and he takes Eliot from her, gently shushing him as she tosses off his sweatshirt and unbuttons her pajama shirt. She takes Eliot back and fits him against her chest, turning to Aaron once his cries fade.

“So, fiancé,” she smirks, her eyes sparkling as he melts at the title. “Tell me.”

Aaron sighs and settles deeper into the couch. “Remember when Jack skinned his knee in the park?” He asks. She stares at him blankly and shakes her head. He smiles slightly; figures, it’s been over a year. “It was summer and you got him ice cream,” he prompts.

The memory finally clicks. Emily nods, “Yeah, I remember.”

He spins the tale from there.

#hotchniss #emily prentiss #aaron hotchner #criminal minds #aaron hotchner x emily prentiss #hotchniss fanfiction #aaron x emily

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sailoryooons · 2 years

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hi!!! for your writng event, i'd like to request a lil something for yoongi inspired by for Taylor Swift's Paper RIngs, especially the line "I like shiny things but I’d marry you with paper rings".

thank you!! <33

→ Pairing: Yoongi x female reader

→ Summary: Yoongi cheers you up in the kitchen after a bad day, reminding you of just how much you love him.

→ Word Count: 1,027

→ Type: Drabble / Request

→ Genre: established relationship, fluff

→ Main Masterlist: here

→ Rating: SWF

→ Warnings: Fluff. Some innocent kissing. Drinking wine.

→ Part of Hali’s Happy Agust writing event

→ A/N: NIXIE OF COURSE. I have to admit I was super unfamiliar with the song, but I really tried to incorporate some of it in here, specifically with the number of kisses meaning different things, the little imagery of reading the same books / jumping into the pool, and obviously the quote. I hope this brings you a lil fluff and warmth!

Disclaimer: All members of BTS are faces and name claims for this story. This is entirely a work of fiction and by no means is meant to be a projection, judgement or representation of real life people. Any scenarios or representations of the people and places mentioned in works are not representative of real life scenarios

By an unwritten rule, you are required to grumble when Yoongi hauls you up from the couch. You pout at him, trying to convey that the long work day has turned your bones to jelly and that there is no frame to hold your body up.

Seemingly, he gets it. Yoongi wraps his arms around your waist, hugging you tight as he presses his chest against your back. His chin slots perfectly over your shoulder and he steals a shy kiss on the cheek. That makes you grin a little – perhaps the first one all day.

“You don’t have to do anything except stir,” your boyfriend promises. He begins to nudge you forward, dragging your movements in sync with his. “If you still want to wallow after, you are absolutely in your right to do so. But you asked for one hour of no sadness a day, and we’re doing it.”

You hum, frowning as he manages to drag your ass to the kitchen. You did ask him to hold you accountable for monitoring bad moods and not letting them consume your days and your life. So far, Yoongi had been really fucking good at it, too.

Perhaps it’s the years between you that have given him such amazing insight into who you are as a person. He knows to set you up in the kitchen by placing a glass of wine in your one hand while he slides a cooking spoon in the other: work and reward.

Yoongi knows that when you pout at him as he tosses the meat into a pan, you need just a little extra love. So he lets dinner sizzle as he leans over to you, hand abandoning his task to gently slip a curved finger under your jaw, tilting your mouth to his in a soft kiss that tastes a little bit like sweet red wine and just… Yoongi.

“I know it was a long day,” he murmurs. He presses another chaste kiss to your lips, making your head spin. He pulls away and thinks better of it, stealing a final kiss, nose brushing softly against yours. Your mind is heady with his plush mouth. “It’ll be all right.”

You remember the first time you kissed Yoongi. It had come as a surprise, an act of bravery when you had been crying over failing an exam. He had been sitting next to you on the bench overlooking the lake on campus, and before you knew what was happening, he had pressed his lips against yours.

Even two years later, it makes your head spin. You had been friends with him for years, chewing on a massive crush like a dog on a bone. Being afraid to ruin your friendship has long since been a fear of the past. The softness of his lips at the minty breath of the gum he always chewed had chased away that fear then, and it does now.

Yoongi goes back to cooking gesturing at the noodles that you have now abandoned in favor of staring at his side profile: soft nose, feline eyes, pouted lips and if you squint, freckles.

“What are you thinking about?” he prompts as you stir the pasta. “You have that look on your face.”

“What look?”

He shrugs. “A cute one.”

“I was thinking about the first time you kissed me.” He goes red from his button nose to his ears. You feel the smile growing on your face, hiding the grin in your glass of wine as you take a sweet sip. It’s a little too sweet, but it’s Yoongi’s favorite. “It was just… so unexpected. I never knew you liked me.”

He snorts. “Everyone else did. I mean don’t get me wrong, I like reading, but I curated my bookshelf after the pile I saw next to your bed freshman year.”

“Really?” He’s never told you that. He shrugs shyly, focused on the sizzle of the pan and popping oil. “That’s cute. Remember that time you jumped into Seokjin’s pool in the middle of the night after that cold snap? Jin didn’t really dare me to follow you – I just did cause I wanted to relate to you.”

“Huh. Kind of dumb, huh?”

“Well I get to sleep next to you now so… perhaps not.”

He grins. You’ve forgotten about your bad day. Forgotten about the way Monday makes your step drag, makes you sag at the edges. Yoongi always has that effect on you, taking your attitude and turning it around with gentle hands.

“I was always worried you wouldn’t return the sentiment.” Yoongi turns the burner off. You do the same, steam wafting around your hand. In tandem, you move around the kitchen, trained in the art of living around one another. “I didn’t have much to offer.”

“Yoongi,” you chide, pouring pasta into the strainer. “I didn’t care about that shit then, and I wouldn’t now.”

“I know, but it’s nice to know that now I have the stability to buy you a ring when we get married.”

“Is that a promise of marriage?”

He steals the fourth kiss from you as he turns on the cold water, cooling the pasta a bit. “It always has been. From that first kiss, I wanted to marry you.”

“Well as it turns out, ring or not, I would marry you.”

“Yeah?”

“Of course, I would. I love you. I like shiny things but I'd marry you with paper rings.”

And you’re absolutely serious. Since the moment you started dating, you’ve pictured a life with Yoongi. Pictured being the one he leans into when he just needs a moment to cry. To be the person for him when he needs a steady hand to give him courage. To be the one that he saved that secret smile of his for, the one where he tucks his face into his shoulder, smile full of gums and eyes squinted.

When you turn to the fridge to get sauce out, Yoongi smiles. Runs his hand over the box in his back pocket. Watches as you stand on your tiptoes to get what you want. “Good to know,” he murmurs. “And I love you too.”

#min yoongi #min yoongi fanfic #yoongi fanfic #yoongi x you #min yoongi x you #domestic yoongi #suga bts #bts fanfic #suga fanfic #suga x you #halishappyagust #haliiimedewrites #haliiimede requests #yoongi fluff #suga fluff

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walkingtalkingsomething · 6 months

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✨Taylor Swift Makes Everything Better Lyric Prompts - Pt. 2✨

It's exactly what the title says. I find song lyrics in general very inspiring and have a notebook of ones that strike me for one reason or another but don't have the 'whatever' that's needed to write them. And I unapologetically stan the hell out of Ms. Swift and am so often struck by her word choices. So this is my collection of the TS lyrics that conjure up the most thoughts - minus a ton of sad ones because I am just too soft to be putting that much angst into the world 😊

Lover

•Your name on my lips tongue tied, Free rent living in my mind - I Forgot That You Existed

•Fever dream high in the quiet of the night, You know that I caught it - Cruel Summer

•And I screamed for whatever it's worth, 'I love you,' Ain't that the worst thing you ever heard? - Cruel Summer

•There's a dazzling haze, A mysterious way about you dear, Have I've known 20 seconds or 20 years? - Lover

•I think he knows his hands around a cold glass make me wanna know that body like it's mine - I Think He Knows

•He got that boyish look that I like in a man - I Think He Knows

•Got that, Ah, I mean, Wanna see what's under that attitude - I Think He Knows

•I think he knows when we get all alone I'll make myself at home and he'll want me to stay - I Think He Knows

•Lyrical smile, Indigo eyes, Hand on my thigh we could follow the sparks, I'll drive - I Think He Knows

•We're so sad we paint the town blue, Voted most likely to run away with you - Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince

•Kiss me once cause you know I had a long night, Kiss me twice cause it's gonna be alright, Three times cause I've waited my whole life - Paper Rings

•I like shiny things but I'd marry you with paper rings, Uh huh, That's right, Darling, You're the one I want, And I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this, Uh huh, That's right, Darling, You're the one I want in paper rings, In picture frames, In dirty dreams - Paper Rings

•Barefoot in the kitchen, Sacred new beginnings that became my religion - Cornelia Street

•My heart, My hips, My body, My love, Trying to find a part of me that you didn't touch - Death By a Thousand Cuts

•Something gave you the nerve to touch my hand, It's nice to have a friend - It's Nice To Have a Friend

Folklore

•We were something, don't you think so? Rosé flowing with your chosen family, And it would've been sweet if it could've been me - The One

•And when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone's bed, You put me on and said I was your favorite - Cardigan

•You drew stars around my scars - Cardigan

•I knew you tried to change the ending, Peter losing Wendy - Cardigan

•I knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss, I knew you'd haunt all of my what ifs, The smell of smoke would hang around this long - Cardigan

•I think I've seen this film before and I didn't like the ending - Exile

•I can see you staring, Honey, Like he's just your understudy, Like you'd get your knuckles bloodied for me - Exile

•And I've been meaning to tell you I think your house is haunted, Your dad is always mad and that must be why - Seven

•I can see us lost in the memory/And I can see us twisted in bedsheets - August

•I didn't know if you'd care if I came back, I have a lot of regrets about that - This Is Me Trying

•And maybe I don't quite know what to say, But I'm here in your doorway - This Is Me Trying

•You showed me colors you know I can't see with anyone else/You taught me a secret language I can't speak with anyone else - Illicit Affairs

•And isn't it just so pretty to think all along there was some invisible string tying you to me? - Invisible String

•Right now is the last time I can dream about what happens when you see my face again - Betty

•But I'm a fire and I'll keep your brittle heart warm If your cascade ocean wave blues come - Peace

•And you know that I'd swing with you for the fences, Sit with you in the trenches, Give you my wild, Give you a child, Give you the silence that only comes when two people understand each other, Family that I chose now that I see your brother as my brother - Peace

•Don't want no other shade of blue but you, No other sadness in the world would do - Hoax

•You knew the password so I let you in the door - Hoax

•Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die, I don't belong and my beloved neither do you - The Lakes

Evermore

•Wherever you stray, I follow - Willow

•Head on the pillow, I could feel you creeping in as if you were a mythical thing, Like you were a trophy or a champion ring, But there was one prize I'd cheat to win - Willow

•Your Midas touch on the Chevy door, November flush and your flannel cure - Champagne Problems

•There's an ache in you put there by the ache in me - 'Tis The Damn Season

•And the heart I know I'm breaking is my own, To leave the warmest bed I've ever known - 'Tis The Damn Season

•Gain the weight, Then lose it - Tolerate It

•No one teaches you what to do when a good man hurts you, And you know you hurt him too - Happiness

But are you still the same soul I met under the bleachers? - Dorothea

•And do you miss the rogue who coaxed you into paradise and left you there? Will you forgive my soul when you're too wise to trust me and too old to care? - Coney Island

•Oh, Goddamn, My pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand - Ivy

•My house of stone, Your ivy grows and now I'm covered in you - Ivy

•Your opal eyes are all I wish to see, He wants what's only yours - Ivy

•So yeah, It's a fire, It's a goddamn blaze in the dark and you started it - Ivy

• You're a bandit like me, Eyes full of stars, Hustlin' for the good life, Never thought I'd meet you here - Cowboy Like Me

•And the skeletons in both our closets plotted hard to fuck this up - Cowboy Like Me

•Now you hang from my lips like the gardens of Babylon, With your boots beneath my bed, Forever is the sweetest con - Cowboy Like Me

•And it's been so long but if you ever think you got it wrong, I'm right where you left me - Right Where You Left Me

Midnights

•And I wake with your memory over me, That's a real fucking legacy to leave - Maroon

•I wake up screaming from dreaming one day I'll watch as your leaving and life will lose all its meaning for the last time - Anti Hero

•And time can't stop me quite like you did - Snow on the Beach

•I wait patiently, He's gonna notice me, It's ok we're the best of friends...anyways - You're on Your Own, Kid

•They said the end coming, Everyone's up to something, I find myself running home to your sweet nothings, Outside they're push and shoving, You're in the kitchen humming, All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing - Sweet Nothing

•To you I can admit that I'm just too soft for all of it - Sweet Nothing

Misc.

•Seen you fall, Seen you crawl on your knees, Seen you lost in a crowd, Seen your colors fade, Wish I could make it better, Someday you won't remember this pain you thought would last forever and ever - Sweeter Than Fiction

•What a sight when the light came on, Proved me right when you proved them wrong - Sweeter Than Fiction

•Follow me home if you dare to, I wouldn't know where to lead you - Beautiful Ghosts

Part. 1

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i like shiny things, but i'd marry you with paper rings

“I love you, Chris,” he starts, spurred on by her even nod and gentle smirk. Her heart starts to beat louder in her chest, like her body knows what’s coming, but she doesn’t let her hopes run away with her yet.

part two of darling, you're the one i want

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Their first official date is nothing less than a mess.

First, both have to push it back for their jobs taking them away for days at a time, then their first choice of restaurant is impossible to get a reservation at, and, when they think they’ve nailed something down, Chris wakes up the morning of with the flu courtesy of her nephew that keeps her out of commission for another week.

“I’m not counting this,” she mutters in a stuffy voice, barely audible over the drone of her TV. It’s not until she’s asleep with her head in his lap and his hand carding through her hair that he gets what she means.

When they finally find themselves sitting across from one another, it’s at a diner a few blocks from Street’s house, at almost 9pm. The small TV in the corner is replaying footage of a swat op, colored lines cutting through the tape every few seconds. Their waitress, despite the discerning lack of people in the place, takes fifteen minutes to get their drinks. When she sets them down, the clunk of the plastic on linoleum breaks through their thick silence.

They’ve known one another for years. They’ve saved each other’s lives more than once. We’ve had sex, they each think. But neither can keep the pressure of perfection from hanging over the table, the rain heavy enough to shutter the butterflies in their stomachs.

“How was your day?” Chris asks, for what feels like the thousandth time, as her glass sweats onto her hand. Street nods and taps his straw against the table to tear its paper wrapper.

“Good,” he smiles tightly. “Beat 40-Squad during drills, so that’s always a nice thing to have to hold over them. How was yours?”

She shrugs. Her eyes fall to his hands, where his nimble fingers are rolling the straw wrapper into a thin band.

“Okay, still a big adjustment. I feel good about it, though.”

She takes a sip of her water to cover the way her stomach flips, unsure of what to say next.

“I’m happy for you. Give me your hand.”

“Why?” She questions. His grin grows and her eyes narrow with suspicion.

“Just do it.” He goads, needing to cut the tension before it suffocates them both. Rolling her eyes, Chris looks around the dimly lit joint one more time. No witnesses in sight, she slides her right hand over the table to him.

Street moves her hand so her pointer finger hovers over the band of straw wrapper. Carefully, he wraps the two ends around her finger and ties it off, the small knot on top like where a diamond would sit. His own hand is warm and familiar in hers when he holds her steady so he can rip the extra off without tearing the whole thing. Satisfied with his work, he gives Chris her hand back, and meets her eyes.

It’s like the clouds over them open up, offering blue sky and warm sunshine that it’s impossible not to relax under. She lets out a light laugh, shaking her head but it’s clear how much she adores him. She puts her hand up to admire his work.

“I like it.”

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Somewhere between then and now, it becomes a habit. Straw wrappers for everything from smoothies at the pier to SWAT galas and dinners at Paul’s turn into rings.

Street experiments with how to twist and fold the paper, eventually getting so good at it he can close the knots before sliding the ring onto her finger, and it fits perfectly every time. A rush runs through her whenever he takes her hand to put it on, regardless of where he does.

Each new addition to the collection gets carried home safely in her jacket pocket. They end up strewn about in the cup holders of her truck or in her backpack, but mostly in her nightstand drawer, little white rings like stars to make wishes on. She doesn’t know if he’s noticed that she’s kept them all, an ever-growing promise that she can’t help but look forward to.

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The restaurant is bustling as Street holds the door open for Chris, transporting them from the sweet smell of late spring air to mouthwatering burgers and thick-cut fries. He runs his hand down her leather jacket to rest on the small of her back as their eyes adjust from the bright sun to the low-yellow lighting and exposed brick walls. Recognizing them, the host offers a smile and has menus in hand before they even reach her.

“Hey! Glad to have you guys back with us. Corner table alright?”

With a quick look between them, Chris nods.

“Perfect, thank you.”

The three weave around the other tables and servers, eyes drifting from one plate of tantalizing food to the next, until they reach theirs. Menus set down, the host promises to return with water and leaves them with another easy smile. With so many bodies, Chris slides her jacket off to reveal the toned arms that Street fell in love with. She rolls her eyes at how he stares, but he makes no move to do the same with his own jacket, needing to feel the constant weight of the box in his pocket. His heart speeds up just thinking about it.

“Here you are,” the host says as she sets down two glasses of water and cuts through his train of thought. “Your server will be over in a minute. Enjoy!”

Street squeezes the lemon into his water, chuckling at how Chris wrinkles her nose, and draws his eyes over the menu.

“You’re not doing your usual?” Chris teases, though she’s also perusing. “No broccolini?”

He looks at her like it’s a ridiculous question. She laughs, brushing her foot up his leg under the table. Silence falls between them as they look over the menu, interrupted by a server a few minutes later, obviously stressed from the rush of people.

“Hi, sorry! What can I get you two to drink?”

“Iced tea with lemon, please,” Chris says, and is quickly echoed by Street. The server scratches it down.

“And are we ready to order?”

Sharing a look, they nod.

“I’ll do the Whiskey Bacon burger please, medium rare, with broccolini and fries. Thank you.”

Her eyebrows raise at Street as the server’s eyes swivel over.

“The All-American please, medium rare, also broccolini and fries.”

They hand the server their folded menus and he sticks his guest checks back in his pocket, scurrying away. Chris watches him go and then turns back to Street, their bodies settling into the space.

“How was work?”

“Calm, actually,” Street says on an exhale, his shoulders still knotted from their last op, which had him tackling a suspect. “Deacon’s helping Sanchez with a private security gig and Tan’s out of town with his mom, so Hicks has us holding down the fort at HQ. Still kicking ass, though.”

She rolls her eyes but laughs softly at his comment. He’s about to ask how her day was when their server sets down their iced teas and two straws. After opening hers, she gives the wrapper to Street, twinkles in both of their eyes. His heart skips a beat as he undoes his own straw and straightens out the paper. He feels his blood start rushing and reminds himself there’s an entire dinner to get through first, one that he’s been looking forward to for two weeks, and hopes Chris doesn’t notice the slow breaths he takes.

“I’m sure,” Chris continues. “Helena asked to do dinner at their place the next night you have free, by the way. Or breakfast, whatever works.”

“So you’re saying I can have another breakfast burger?” Street teases, eyes moving from the paper that he’s expertly folding to Chris’s hands. She grimaces, saying, if that’s what he wants.

“You and Tomas both with those.”

He chuckles, and she relaxes into the deep set of his dimples and how the green in his eyes catches in the lighting. She’s content to watch him finish folding the ring, throwing around in her head which finger it’s for. When he’s done, he looks up and straight into her soft eyes, and a warm blush creeps up his neck.

His gaze drops to her left ring finger and he wants nothing more than to take her hand, but he’s afraid he’ll give himself away so he takes her right instead. It’s exhilarating nonetheless, and the smile Chris gives him could save the world.

“I love you,” he says quietly. It gets lost in the noise to everyone but them.

“I love you, too. Thanks for the ring.”

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By the time they leave Paul’s, the air has chilled slightly and the periwinkle dusk has been replaced by stars. Chris wraps a hand around Street’s forearm as the door swings shut behind them.

“You still want to go for a walk?” Street asks, butterflies in his stomach underlined with fear that she’ll say no. The ring in his pocket grows heavier by the second. Looking across the street, down the path that borders the shore, Chris takes a second to feel out her own body, and nods.

“Lead the way.”

His hand is warm in hers as they fall in step with each other. The crosswalk changes and they find themselves on the other side of the street, the gentle crashing of the waves and their own footsteps is all they hear. It’s a silence neither ever thought they’d be used to living in, let alone with someone else, but Chris focuses on the constant brush of Street’s thumb over hers, and he keeps his on keeping his breathing steady.

“Chris?” He asks, once they’re so far down the walk that there’s no other souls around and the restaurant is nothing more than a blip of light behind them. Nerves sit on his voice, and she stops walking but doesn’t drop his hand.

“Yeah? You okay?”

“Yeah,” he promises with a nod, his grip on her tightening as his other hand closes around the box in his pocket. He looks away from her and over the horizon, trying to memorize the shape of the world and how it was never this clear before her. Thinking about every moment they’ve spent together, good, bad, and otherwise brings tears rushing to his eyes.

“Street?” Chris whispers, concern in her irises and her free hand cradling his cheek so he has to look back at her. “Talk to me. What’s going on?”

Laughing in disbelief and gratitude, he shakes his head small to try to dry the tears, and looks down at their interconnected hands before finding her eyes.

“Nothing, really. Well, something, but—”

Stopping himself, Street grounds himself in the rise and fall of his shoulders through a 4-count inhale and an 8-count exhale. He takes the ring out of his pocket, but keeps it tight in his fist so she doesn’t notice just yet.

“I’ve loved you since I don’t know when. Maybe it was the first day we met, maybe it was during one of the million times that you saved my ass or helped me when you had no reason to, but I know now, at this moment, I love you. I’m always going to love you. You keep me safe, you make me a better person.”

Tears start rolling down his cheeks faster, some wiped away by Chris’s thumb, and he makes no move to stop them. She feels tears start to gather in her eyes, too, her teeth finding her bottom lip to keep her from speaking too soon. The instinct to take a second of her own to look around hits her and she follows it without question. Waves churn beneath her, but the ground they’re standing on is solid in more ways than one. The metal on his jacket shines underneath the streetlamp, his cheeks red and his lips pink. Glancing down, she sees the almost-translucent ring of paper around her right pointer finger, and can’t stop the teary-laugh that escapes. He waits for her to find him again, clearing his throat.

“You—You’ve given me a life that I never thought was possible. A life that I never want to stop living. Will you please—”

He stops, dropping her hand so he can open the box with both of his, afraid he’s shaking so much that he’ll drop it. She takes a small step back to give him room as he starts to kneel. When he fumbles with the box again, she steadies him with a hand on his wrist, nodding before he’s even started talking again.

“Will you please marry me?”

Her heart pounds loud and high in her chest. It feels like she’s flying, and she’s not scared of crashing. Her tears blur her vision and the streaks of light make it hard to actually see the ring, but the moment goes so fast it doesn’t matter. Street’s pulling the ring from its velvet bed and sliding it onto her ring finger as she answers.

“Yes!” She exclaims, nodding harder. The second he’s back on his feet, she pulls him to her, hands splayed over his face and jaw so their lips can meet in a salty, passionate kiss that feels as familiar to them as breathing. His arms wrap around her shoulders to hold her closer, and she nuzzles into his neck when they have to part for air.

With Chris in his arms and his pocket notably lighter, Street feels his pulse start to return to its baseline, the anxiety and anticipation of the last few hours replaced by a golden warmth spreading through him that he wants to bottle up.

“I love you,” Chris murmurs. It brings him out of his thoughts, and her lips are on his again not a second later. This kiss is slower, their bodies syncing up and drawing out every inch of connection between them. Her lips turn into a smile against his. A fire starts hot and wild in his core, sure the same light is blazing in Chris when he sees the look in her eyes.

“You want to head home?” He asks. It feels more permanent saying it now, though, and he never wants to get tired of it. A blush comes over her at his tone, nothing but excitement and hunger and affection, and she nods, still catching her breath.

“Yeah. Home,” she trails off, glancing back to take in the walkway and the moon one more time.

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After, Street’s pressing a trail of kisses up Chris’s shoulder and neck, eliciting a laugh that turns into a moan. Covering his hand that rests on her stomach with hers, she squeezes to make him stop, so he nuzzles into the nape of her neck instead. Her left arm is stretched out in front of her, the ring shining under the light of her bedside lamp, and Street’s lashes brush over her skin when he opens his eyes to look, too.

“I want the box,” she whispers, feeling him shrug behind her.

“Of course. Right now, or?”

“No,” she stops him, tone light. “I just want to keep it in my nightstand drawer.”

His eyes narrow and she turns her head over her shoulder to look at his face. Smiling, she drops his hand and reaches over to open the drawer, pulling him up to look at it. The collection of the straw-wrapper rings she has, the newest addition from tonight swept from the nightstand into the drawer, makes his heart swell. Some are yellowed or frayed with time, others are smushed, but it’s impossible to tell at first glance how many there even are. She feels a hot tear on her shoulder and turns over to face him completely, barely any space between their bodies.

“I didn’t know you kept all of them,” he confesses. She shrugs, traces her eyes over his face until her nerves settle back into themselves.

“I felt like they’d be important one day, I guess.” She says in a soft voice. “Whenever I’d look at them, I’d think of right now. Or something like it,” she adds quickly at his growing, cocky grin.

“I’m going to wear the real one, obviously, but promise you won’t stop making me these, either?”

Kissing her softly, he brushes a hand down her face.

“I promise. You’ve got a lifetime of those. Maybe you can even make me one for the wedding.”

A bright laugh escapes her. Time seems to have slowed down around them, letting these beautiful moments hang on forever, and she moves even closer to him. Her breath is hot on his skin.

“Maybe I will.”

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