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Part 2 of: In My Arms - Zach Herron
Zach Herron x fem!reader (she/her pronouns) last part of part 1
Summary: Your husband is back after being gone for a while. (angst to fluff)
AN: I couldnt keep it angsty the whole time lol. I'm a sucker for a happy ending. Go read the first part if you want. Angsty at the beginning but turns fluff. Come talk to me once you're done.
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(This takes place after Zach gets back from the writing session and the kids are asleep)
Y/N’s POV
There’s an amazing amount of tension in a room that just has two people in it. It’s just me and Zach in the kitchen. The kids have been put to bed hours ago.
I’m sitting on top of the kitchen island, while Zach stands at the entrance of the kitchen. Not knowing what to do, I picked up the glass I was drinking water out of. While I walk over to the dishwasher, I can feel his eyes on me. I just continued with what I was doing. Focusing on my hands and tuning him out. Trying anything to forget that Zach is right there.
Zach got back from the writing session just a couple of hours ago. He spent the time with the kids while I stayed off to the side. I didn’t want to start anything in front of them. They don’t need to experience that. Now that they’re asleep, I don’t have to pretend that everything’s alright.
“Hello? Are you even going to talk to me?” my husband’s voice resounds all around the kitchen as he walks closer to me.
Quickly walking out of the kitchen, I hear Zach slam his hand on the countertop before following after me into the living room.
“Babe, what is going on with you?” he asks. Just by the way he said that, I can tell that he’s becoming increasingly worried.
Sitting down on the couch (that I spent most of the nights crying and sleeping on. I couldn’t sleep on our bed because it brought back so many memories. But, he doesn’t need to know that) I fold my arms and look at anything but him. That is enough for him to know that something is seriously wrong.
“Oh, the silent treatment. Really?” he scoffed while shaking his head.
“Real fucking mature Y/N.” he said sarcastically.
That’s what caught my attention. Quickly standing up and making eye contact with him I can’t help but say,
“Says you, the one who was out partying at a club and chea-“ I cut myself off before I finish the sentence. If I say it out loud, I’m afraid that it might come true. That would be horrible for me and the kids. I know what it’s like to grow up with divorced parents. It's literal shit. I do not want my kids to experience that.
“No, go ahead and say it Y/N. Say it to my face” he responds with malice in his voice.
When I open my mouth to speak, the words get stuck in the back of my throat.
“If you’re going to accuse me of cheating on you at least have the decency to say it to my face” he yells angrily, taking a step towards me.
Shaking my head no, I look down so he won’t be able to see the tears forming in my eyes.
“No what Y/N? You need to talk to me,” the way the tone of his voice changed surprised me. I was expecting him to still yell at me and have that angry look in his eyes. However, when I looked up I saw the worried and caring eyes I fell in love with all those years ago.
Zach walked closer and pulled me into his arms.
“I’m sorry for yelling at you babe. I’m just tired and haven’t been feeling the best without my amazing family by my side. I know that’s not an excuse, but I really need you to talk to me. What’s going on?”
Sniffling I look up at him and I can’t help but to let it all out,
“That night when I called you there was a woman in the background. She asked if you were ready. You hung up right away and said that you didn’t want me to hear her and that was what started it all. I tried telling myself that I was being irrational but then…”
“Y/N, honey…” Zach says
“No, let me finish, please,” he nods, “then I remembered that you didn’t call or answer our calls for five days before that. That put a big toll on me and on our kids. It just hurt so much,” I take a deep breath before continuing. “Then to top it all off, you call me from a club and criticize my parenting,” my voice becomes bitter “when you know how hard I try especially when you’re not here.
“You want to know what really made it worse, I hear that woman’s voice again. I don’t get to see my husband for who knows how long and then, having to hear this woman’s voice every time I call. You weren’t here and I didn’t have anyone's support. That’s why I’ve been…” I get cut off by my own sob.
“…why you have been sleeping on the couch and crying most nights,” Zach finishes for me.
Shock passes my face. I stumble out, “how did you know?”
He can’t help the smile appear on his face, “your incredible kids did. Riley and Sophia told me they saw you crying on the couch one day. And that you never went up to bed and they always heard crying noises,” the smile disappears, “Okay I’m going to explain now but it might be long so be ready,” he finishes.
“You don’t hav-” I start but get cut off.
“Oh no missy don’t even start. I know you want an explanation and you deserve to hear from me.”
He takes a deep breath before continuing.
“I know that you think I was cheating but it was nothing like that. The woman you heard was a realtor. I was looking for a house to buy since I know you wanted a place to travel to during the summer and winter time and that you love that part of the country. I was so busy that when I was done it was already so late that I didn’t want to call. That’s why I didn’t call for those five days. Then when you called, we were just getting ready to go look at a house that I had a good feeling about. She asked if I was ready to leave and I responded how I did because I didn’t want you to hear her because I was afraid she was going to spoil the surprise. I hung up quickly just in case. I’m sorry for that. About what I said in the club, I was drunk and I was just taking my insecurities out on you. I know you’re an amazing mom and those kids wouldn’t be who they are without you. There’s a reason why I put four children in you,” he gives me a cheeky smile.
“I just so happened to run into her at the club with her girlfriend. She said that I had to figure out what I wanted before I left in regards to the houses we saw. I know it must have sounded wrong but it meant nothing. I’m sorry if you felt like I was lying and I’m sorry if it felt like I broke my promises. I know what you were probably thinking at night all alone Y/N. So I’m telling you this right now and I mean it truthfully, you will always be safe in my arms Y/N. Nothing, not even a fucking house can tear us apart.”
I smiled at him, thankful for his explanation. I knew I made the right decision in saying yes when he proposed. All of my worries seemed to disappear. We were going through a hard time in our relationship, but the important things stayed the same. He is an amazing husband and father just as I am an amazing wife and mother. Relationships are never easy but when they get hard, it’s up to the two people in love to make up for it and I think Zach and I did an amazing job. “I understand Zach, I'm so sorry for how I reacted.”
“It’s alright babe. Come on let’s go cuddle upstairs in our bed together, before the kiddos wake up.
And that’s exactly what we did. In each other's arms.
(And yes Zach got me the most amazing vacation house ever. I can’t wait to check it out.)
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AN: Ahhhh okay here it is. I hope you enjoyed it. Let me know what you think down below. Love you all and have a great rest of your day!
- Kara (upindreamland)
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My MasterList of Stories
Master List part 2
~request are CLOSED
Bones
Once upon a time -I don't write for pan or Gold
Greys anatomy -NO OWEN HATE
Codes:
Smut=❤️🔥 Fluff=💕 Angst=💔 Funny=💖 Horror=🫀
🔬Bones💀
Dr. Lance Sweets:
Smut Alphabet❤️🔥
Caught in the act ❤️🔥
Dating Lance Sweets HC💕❤️🔥
Adventures in babysitting💕
You belong with me💕
Lance Sweets as a Dad headcanons💕
Dream Warriors💔🫀
Bones Halloween Special🫀💖
Code baby Part 1 💕
Let me take your pain away💕💔
Dr. Jack Hodgins:
Can't buy me love💔💕
Jack Hodgins Having a little sister💕
What's it gonna take to get you out of his lab?❤️🔥
Agent Seeley Booth:
Dating Seeley Booth Headcanons💕❤️🔥
Being Seeley Booth's Best friend HCs💕
Friends to Lovers Headcanons💕
The day we met💕
In the name of love💕
Agent James Aubrey:
Falling in love with James Aubrey after losing Lance 💔💕
Falling in love with James Aubrey after losing Lance Sweets part 2💕❤️🔥
Smut Alphabet❤️🔥
Unspoken desire❤️🔥
Dr. Wendell Bray:
Witchy Squintern HCs💕
Dr. Camille Saroyan:
who broke the coffee pot?💖
The Squinterns:
Adventures in babysitting💕
Being Hodgins sister and being a goth Squintern💕
Dr. Zack Addy:
I've got your back💕
Who's got him smiling like that?💕
❤️🩹Grey's Anatomy🩺
Dr. Derek Shephard:
Halloween special💖🫀
Injured💔
The Ballad of Jayne💔
Stuck in the middle💔💕
Stitches💕
This is Why I Don't Go To The Gym💕
Baby on the brain💕
Dating Derek after he broke up with Meredith💕
Love at first sight💕
Dr. Mark Sloan:
November Rain💔
Faithfully💔💕
We are family💕
Christmas Special💖
Dr. Owen Hunt:
Trauma 101💖
Dr. Jackson Avery:
Love Story💔💕
Dr. Alex Karev:
Heaven💔
Dr. Miranda Bailey:
Your my favorite💕
Dr. Nick Marsh:
Secrets out💕
🗡️Once upon a time🍎
August W. Booth:
Hidden secrets❤️🔥💕💔
Killian Jones:
Smut fic with Killan Jones❤️🔥
Prince James:
Hysteria💔💕
🩸Twilight🌲
Cullen family:
Fire safty💖
Going to the zoo💖
Cats in the cradle💕
Being Carlisle and Esme's daughter and having the Volturi wrap around your finger. 💖💕
Cullens:
Emmett McCarthy Cullen:
Next to me series💖💔💕❤️🔥
Forever now💕
Being Emmett and Rose's daughter HCs💕
Carlisle Cullen:
Being Carlisle and Esme's youngest daughter HC💕
Carlisle as your husband HCs💕
Jasper Whitlock Hale:
Jasper dating Bella's sister HCs💕
Edward Anthony Mason Cullen:
Dating Edward Cullen HCs💕
Crushing on Edward Cullen HCs💕
Rosalie Lillian Hale:
Being Emmett and Rose's daughter HCs💕
Denalis:
Eleazar Denali:
Glory of love series ❤️🔥💕💔💖
Dating Eleazar HCs❤️🔥💕
Garrett:
Voice of an Angel💔💕
Being Carlisle and Esme's youngest daughter and dating Garrett HCs💕
Wolf pack:
Seth Clearwater:
Perfect 💕
Volturi:
The Volturi:
Being Carlisle and Esme's youngest daughter and having the Volturi wrap around your finger💕
🧫Ghostbusters👻
Peter Venkman:
When unspoken rules are broken💔💕
Dr. Egon Spengler:
Hold on, I love you💔
Two Nerds falling in love headcanons💕
Ray stantz:
Dr. Jelousey❤️🔥
Something strange💕💔
🦁🐍Harry Potter🐦⬛🦡
Draco Malfoy:
Say Something💔
Dance the night away💕
Just keeping an eye out💕
The truth doesn't always hurt💔💕
George Weasley:
Welocm to Gryffindor💔💕
You belong with me - part 1💔💕
Fred Weasley:
Being a Potter twin and falling for Fred💕
Neville Longbottom:
Your Breaking My Heart💔
Weasley family:
Being adopted by the Weasleys💕
⚔️Supernatural🌘
Gabriel "the Trickster":
Gardian Angel💕
Hyper girl💕
The Winchester and the Trickster💕
Love of a lifetime💔
Dean winchester:
Dating Dean Winchester Headcanons💕❤️🔥
Castiel:
Being in a love triangle with Dean and Cas💕💔
🎶Elvis Presley🎸
Austin!Elvis Presley:
Love me tender💔💕
💥Marvel🦸
Scott "Cyclops" Summers:
Dating Scott Summers💕❤️🔥
A not so White Wedding💕
Clint "Hawkeye" Barton:
Secrets out💖
Whatever it takes💔💕
Tony "Iron man" Stark:
All of me💔💕
Bucky "winter soldier" Barnes:
Treat you better💔💕
Howard Stark:
Time In A Bottle💕
Dr. Stephen Strange:
I won't say I'm in love💔💕
Avengers:
Ohana means family💕
Six avengers and a baby💔💕
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little daniel imagine, with the '“where’s the new coffee mix?” “i’ll tell you if you tell me where you put the keys?” “i TOLD you i don’t know where—”' prompt <3
a/n: thank you for the ask, anon! hope you enjoy!<3🌼pick a prompt:)
you get up a few minutes past seven o’clock, shuffling out of bed behind daniel, out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. the sky, as the sun rose not too long ago, is still wearing its coat of muted pink and yellow, and natural light welcomes itself into your home in narrow streaks onto the floors and kitchen countertops. daniel is first to wake up, sleepily mumbling something about wanting to get to tour rehearsals early, and with the help of his convincing smile and guarantee of breakfast, you hop out of bed as well.
it isn't unusual for the two of you to be grumpy in the morning, only sharing slight smiles and little morning kisses and a touch of conversation while you work through your routines to get ready for the day…at least until there is cooked food and warm drinks on the table.
honestly, if it wasn't for the tempting promise of hot, home-cooked breakfast, which you gladly agreed for daniel to make, the pair of you would still be in bed, lured in under the warm sheets and blankets, fighting off the wintry morning chill. your slight grumpiness has progressed into an obvious agitation, furrowed brows and all, at the absence of your keys from their usual spot near the entryway.
daniel’s cooking as you breeze around the house looking for them, showing half-hearted concern and asking simple questions that honestly tick you off even more. “are you sure you haven’t seen them?” you call, halfway across the living room as your eyes scan every possible fraction of space and object in sight.
“yep, no idea” daniel dismisses, unknowingly receiving an annoyed huff in return, his voice muffled by the sound of the kitchen cabinets and drawers rolling open one by one only to be shut again as he tries to find the jar of coffee that would usually be sitting in one of the shelves.
he puts breakfast on the table anyway, two two mini stacks of pancakes and berries for each of you, and although daniel is proud of his culinary work at such an early hour, his limbs still tired and eyes still groggy, you aren’t so pleased at the absence of your necessary cup of coffee. the edge of your voice is ever so obvious as you pace around the house, looking for other things you’d somehow misplaced from your shoes to your lip balm back to your keys, murmuring out a “thank you,” followed by a “where’s my coffee?” as you glance at the food in front of you.
“where’s the new coffee mix?” he counters.
“i’ll tell you if you tell me where you put the keys?”
the two of you attempt a staring contest, a battle of who can hold their frowning expressions the longest without faltering, before you just decide to search together. daniel loses, sighing in frustration before he moves to check around the kitchen one more time, “i TOLD you i don’t know where—”' his words are cut off, eyes rolling at the sight of your keys in the cutlery drawer. “how did they even get in here?” he questions, keys hanging off his finger in the air.
an easy smile graces your lips, as if a frown had never been there, and the morning grumpiness melts away as you cheekily pluck the keys from his hand before plopping down at your seat to eat….”the coffee’s in the pantry, first shelf on the right” you say through a mouthful of food.
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anyone still here that reads wdw fics??? tempted to write one👀
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the lotus inn (d.s)
pairing: daniel seavey x gn!reader
summary: sneaking out with your best friend on the sunday night two days before your exam might have actually been the break you needed, but you would've never realised how special that night would've ended up becoming.
inspired by: 'hotel' by claire rosinkranz and 'lotus inn' by why don't we.
word count: 1.7k
trigger warnings: trespassing on private property, sneaking out, exam stress, reckless behaviour in general. some swearing too i think
a/n: i stumbled upon the beginnings of this while cleaning out my drafts and i really wanted to finish it so.... also i haven't written something in ages so pleasee go easy on me! (i also apologise for how short this is)
This was not how you wanted to spend your weekend. The dim, barely plausible light emitting from your lamp desk was the only source of illumination throughout the whole house and was barely enough to unjumble the mess of words printed on your textbook pages. Running another hand through your hair, you let out a frustrated groan. Nothing was sticking in your mind and the constant ping and glow of your phone screen wasn't benefiting you in the slightest.
With a heavy sigh, you finally gave in, reaching for your phone to check the onslaught of incoming messages that had been distracting you all night. You found yourself staring at more than enough texts from all your friends, each one questioning your whereabouts.
You swiped right on the top notification on your phone, opening a thread of messages from your best friend, Daniel. All while choosing to ignore the little flutter your heart gave you.
11:02 pm
Hey, are we still meeting at my place or do you want me to drive you?
Are you still coming?
???
Hello?
“Shit,” you mumble to yourself. It was a Sunday night and you had promised him and a few other friends the week before that you'd go out with them again, only problem was that you weren't exactly allowed to. With the massive exam that was coming up in just two days, your parents had forced you to take time away from your reckless activities and focus on getting a passing grade. Which of course, you knew was the right thing to do and so far you had been sticking to the newly enforced rule pretty well; but now, at almost 10 minutes to midnight with your sanity tipping over the edge, you were almost craving to feel any ounce of fun or adrenaline that you had been so deprived of. So, without letting yourself think twice about it, you typed in a quick “meet me at my place” before hitting send and pressing your phone to the wooden desk softly to avoid making any loud noise.
Gnawing lightly on your lip, you stared at the black screen expectantly and when it lit up with it’s bright white glow you snatched it up without haste and swiped open the message, “be there in 10 :))”
Your belly did somersaults, both from the rush of adrenaline you got from sneaking out and from meeting up with Daniel.
As you carefully moved around your bedroom, pulling on a jacket and a pair of shoes, your mind couldn’t help but wander back to the thought of him. Although you’d never admit it to anyone that asked, you found yourself falling for the blonde. The way he smiled, the way he talked, the way he laughed, everything had you falling - helplessly, hopelessly.
Stuffing your phone in your denim pocket, you slid your bedroom window up, the cold gust of night air engulfing you, as if welcoming you back to this familiar practice. You swung your feet out the window, your old converse hitting the roof of the bottom floor of your house. The slanting roof made for a difficult surface to steady yourself on, but you had done this enough times before that you quickly regained your sloppy balance. You lowered your body closer to the cold roof tiles, before sliding down it, carefully maneuvering yourself until your feet landed in the garden beds.
Letting out a sigh of relief you walk towards the footpath, the smile consuming yourself at the successful escape only grew at the sight of Daniel’s car slowing as it neared the corner of your street. The two of you had planned enough of the Sunday night sneak-outs that he knew well enough that driving right to the front of your house was a bad idea.
Your walk turned into a jog that broke into a run as you approached his car, butterflies swarming your chest as you opened the passenger door and relaxed into the familiar seats.
“Shit, that looked like you were escaping from a prison,” Daniel joked, an amused smile playing on his lips and you had to remind yourself not to stare.
“Sure felt like it,” you answer, letting out a pleased exhale, both excited and relieved to finally get away from all the stress and worries that have been clouding your mind.
“Ready to get outta here?”
“Never could be more.”
As you watch your little house on the end of the cul-de-sac disappear from view you feel a sense of almost relief.
Guess old habits die hard.
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The car ride is a far from silent drive, the two of you playing your favourite songs as loud as possible, windows rolled down as you drove down the highway. The moon glistening over the crashing waves made for ethereal scenery to this forever memory.
His fingers drum to the beat of the music on the steering wheel, you nodding your head as your eyes trace the outlines of the waves. Swiveling your neck so you're facing him you ask, “you still haven't told me where we’re going.”
Daniel smirks, eyes still on the road as he exits off the highway. “It’s a secret.”
You exhale loudly in dismay, “come on Dani, please.”
“We’re almost there, goof,” he chuckles as he turns the car down another street, “just be patient.”
You grin at the nickname - the one he only has for you - trying your best to hide it as you roll your eyes at him.
It takes less than 20 minutes before Daniel slows the car to a stop. You look out the window, surveying your dodgy surroundings. There’s not much besides an iron gate and some European-style stone walls. The rest of the vicinity was tree and bush besides the road in front of you that carried on for a little ways more.
Daniel lets himself out of the car, before walking around to your side and opening your door for you.
“Daniel, are you kidnapping me,” you joke as you step out of the vehicle, analysing the iron gate closer, the red sign on it reads ‘Staff Access Only’ in bright white letters.
He laughs again, and your heart does a stupid little jump at the sound. “No, actually,” He says, passing you a torch, “now be quiet and follow me.”
Flicking your torch on, you follow the blonde as he jumps the fence, before navigating what seems to be the backyard of a small hotel house. The house itself reminds you of a beach house, and the backyard has a small pool and garden area.
Finding random old hotels to sneak into actually wasn’t out of the ordinary for your small group of friends, it might’ve been a reckless and dangerous activity but it’s not like you have ever been caught. Anyways, what’s life without a little adrenaline?
As you approach the hotel-beach-house you can hear the muted laughter of your friends and the faint sound of music. The light pouring out of the tall glass windows shines and shimmers over the pool's surface. Daniel takes your hand softly in his, your fingers weaving together before he pulls you into the house behind him. The two of you navigate the small crowd of your friends together, saying the occasional hi and hello to familiar faces.
The both of you find yourself in the middle of the room, Daniel swaying you playfully to the music as he takes both your hands, and before you’re aware of it, half the night has escaped you. The both of you are dancing and singing to whatever songs your friends are playing over their small bluetooth speakers for what feels like hours. Your feet ache and you're drunk on the night air. You’re laughing and smiling like an idiot, all caught up in the feeling of him, his presence, the way he makes it feel like only the both of you exist in this moment.
You can’t help but get lost in the little details of him. His blonde hair all messy from the dancing, the way the lights shine off the surface of his face, his stupidly cute smile as he sang along to the lyrics of the song, and you loved the way he looked like that. It’s a smile that reminds you how much you feel for him, how deep your love runs.
And you hate that he doesn’t know, and you hate that he won’t know because you’re too scared of the outcome not being what you expect. For him to say no or step out of your life completely.
But then he grabs your hand, pulling you in and twirling you around, he’s saying stuff, his mouth running excitedly but none of it processes in your mind. You’re too caught up with the drumming of your heart, the feeling clouding all your senses, ears too loud, mind too foggy. But then he looks at you with that smile, the one that lights up the room and puts sparkles in his eyes, it’s so wide that he’s squinting and he’s looking at you.
Not anyone else, it’s you that brings out that smile.
You feel light at the realisation, like you're floating on a cloud. You’re not sure if it’s the fact that tonight feels so dreamy and magical, but you don’t want to waste the moment. You don’t want to hate yourself for the rest of your life because you didn’t take the chance to kiss Daniel Seavey.
So you wish your secrets farewell.
You reach up, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down to your level before pressing your lips to his. The millisecond of fear and regret is immediately overcome by warmth when he grabs your waist, easing into the kiss as he pulls you impossibly closer.
It feels electric, which you find cliche and stupid but it does. Like every fibre of your being is on fire, like fireworks are exploding over your skin. You hope to God that he feels this way too.
When he pulls away, he’s smiling, grinning so wide it’s contagious. He’s easily the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen.
“I’ve wanted to do that since forever,” he confesses. His hand is still on your waist.
You’re absolutely lost for words. Still running high on the ecstasy from the kiss and now his confession makes your knees buckle and mind fog over.
But he doesn’t seem to mind. He reels you in, kissing you again, it’s soft and sweet and you're drunk on the taste of him. You feel his smile against your lips, in turn making you do the same. You don't ever want this night to end. It feels good, it feels right. It feels like home.
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I wouldn’t know what consistency was if one road’s directions had CONSISTENCY written in massive bold letters. I’d somehow manage to yank the steering wheel in the opposite direction, swerving back into the main highway and complete missing the exit. There goes my coffee.
Anyone want to give a girls some inspiration?
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Unforgettable
MASTERLIST
Heartbeat | Jack Hughes
Author’s note: my fav chapter so far;)
Song: Unforgettable- French Montana
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Thalia’s POV
The sun is shining, birds are chirping, and i finally found the comfortable position to tan.
I haven’t got much time to tan during this summer, always running around, spending time with family or Luke.
I try to fill my free time with them as much as possible, knowing that once the summer ends, I am returning to Switzerland for my last year of boarding school.
But back to my tanning, If you didn’t notice, I am really enjoying the time for myself.
I just wish the process was faster, because I want the tan lines right now . Oh how I love being a girl.
My mom is cooking lunch with Ellen, so the Hughes family is over. Luke finally returned from his tournament, and it couldn’t be more perfect. The only two people who can’t share my enthusiasm are Quinn and Mattheo.
They are groaning few feet from me, laying on the outdoor sofa with ice packs on their heads. Thats what underage drinking does to you, my friend.
I can faintly hear Luke and Jack shouting at eachother as they play football, the ball nearly hit me a few times, but because of how good I feel right now, I can’t imagine myself caring.
After my mini breakdown I endured yesterday, today is a perfect calming day. My nerves settled down a bit after the talk with Jack, and I feel lighter.
Sure, I still have some anxiety left but I know I have a lot of time to figure it out. Nobody has it figured out at the age I am at, and I know that by then I will be calm and collected.
I hope.
My train of thoughts is stopped when I suddenly do not feel the sun on my face. I open my eyes and see Jack standing over me. I would start cussing him out, but today is a great day, so I choose not to.
But the words he says take me by surprise.
“Scoot over” he instructs me, and I free some space for him on the towel. “What do you want, Jack?” I suspiciously ask.
“Just want to spend some time with my friend, is that a crime ?” he chuckles. I look at him, and see no sarcasm in his eyes. He settles down beside me, the skin contact making me shiver. Why is he wearing no shirt? Thank god he isn’t tho, at least I have something to look at.
I stare, no shame in that. The hard ridges of his abs on the tanned skin are making it impossible not to. “Take a picture, it will last longer”he says, noticing my stare. Okay, I feel shame now, but I do not regret it, the sight was pleasant, not going to lie. So sue a girl for looking.
I am sure I look like an apple right now, and the embarrassment surges through me. “ I wasn’t looking” I say, trying to save at least a bit of dignity I have left.
“Please, Lils, let’s stop lying to ourselves “ he laughs and I scoff at the cocky asshole. He knows what he is doing.
We once again settle into comfortable silence, just sitting beside eachother.
He is one of the few people I actually enjoy spending time with in silence, just soaking up him and his energy.
“So tell me about the girlfriend” I suddenly ask, circling back to the words he said to me at the draft, even though a long time passed since that, it’s still on my mind.
It pains me, but I know that Jack Hughes will always be here for me to admire, not to have. I just hope he finds someone who understands his soul and his body, the way he deserves to be understood.
“Avery? What about her?” he confusedly replies, waiting for me to clarify. “You told me about her at the draft” I recall.
“Oh, yeah, sorry I forgot” he apologises, but continues “She’s great, we have been together since my birthday, so I think we’re doing good” the smile on his face when he is talking about her making my heart break more and more.
“I’m happy for you Jack, you deserve all the best” when I turn to look at him, he’s already looking at me, smiling. “Thank you Lils” he softly smiles and throws his arm around me.
I’m grateful that there are no powers that allow others to read my mind, because all I can think about is wanting him to speak about me. I know it’s dumb, but the charm of Jack Hughes has still not left me. I don’t even think it will leave , ever.
I think about Avery, already feeling the distaste for her, but deep down I know it’s just jealousy. Jealousy about her having him, and not me. She may be a great girl, but I can’t help myself.
That is something I will have to get used to by having Jack in my life, I mean, how can you NOT fall for him? I don’t think that is possible. And if it is, I need a tutorial right now.
There is no possibility that anyone who hears his voice, sees his smile, and gets to know his character will not feel love for him. And once again, if you don’t, please pull me out of this misery and tell me how.
I still remember the first summer living in Michigan, the first time I met him. The second I saw those ocean eyes, I knew I was goner.
The second I felt my hands on his skin, making them tingle, I knew he would be forever imprinted on my mind.
The second his signature toothy smile made appearance on his face, I knew I would do everything possible to be cause of it.
He stole my heart, and I don’t think I will get it back. I also think i’m fine with that, part of my heart being a small price to pay for his presence in my life.
I notice Luke walking up to us, he left to check on the dinner, the teenage boy appetite making him already hungry. I like to tease him about it, but that’s another thing im jealous of, non stop eating and not gaining a pound. If I even breathed the amount he eats, I would be ten pounds heavier.
Okay, I’m lying, I eat the same amount, especially when I’m having mental breakdown about the latest show I’m obsessing over.
Luke plops down next to us “What are you talking about?” curisously asking. “My girlfriend” Luke scoffs, I look strangely at him, and he rolls his eyes. I’m definitely going to ask him questions.
Jack notices his reaction, and scoffs too “I don’t get why you don’t like her, she’s been nothing but nice to you” he says, defending her, making the ache in my chest present again.
“Yeah, sure” Luke answers him, not wanting to talk about her for minute more. Okay, now I’m definitely curious.
I shift the conversation, not wanting to feel the uncomfortable silence longer “Luke, do you want to play volleyball?” I say, actually hoping to press him for details, but I forget that Jacks needs to be centre for everything.
“ No invite for me?” he frowns. Luke and me answer at the same time “No”, “Sure, but I want Luke on my team” . The answer I give him making him gain attitude “I’m much better player than Luke”
I answer him with laugh as I leave to get the ball “Sure Jack, hope you enjoy living in delusions”. Let me tell you a secret, he is better player than Luke, but I love annoying him.
He shouts after me, but I just laugh.
I stay in the supply room a little longer, needing to cool down my blushing cheeks, but the cause of my blushing problem once again appears.
“Having trouble finding the ball?” he asks, stepping into the room with me. “Not at all” I turn around about to reach for it, but he decides to do the same, and closes the proximity between us by pressing his front into my back.
I instantly pull away, the blush I originally had, and I don’t even know how it’s possible, worsening even more.
Why am I still blushing? Seriously, my face needs to get it together. Man up, we can’t embarrass ourselves more, I internally speak to myself and my face.
Yeah, I know these are the signs of starting insanity, but we are going to ignore it for now.
Jack coughs beside me, making me pull myself from my thoughts. “Went to Wonderland?” he teasingly asks.
I dismiss him with a shake of the head and leave the room.
When I return to Luke, he suspiciously looks at me, and then at Jack trailing behind me.
,,What took you two so long?” he asks, suspicion evident in his voice.
,,Nothing, let’s play” I say, hoping to stop his thoughts from wandering too much.
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I always considered myself great at volleyball, but how embarrasingly we are losing right now to Jack is almost making me rethink that statement.
But I’m not a quitter, and Luke isn’t one either, and we know that we are going to win this.
Because if not, this is going to get embarrassing real fast. But it won’t, because I wouldn’t let Jack’s ego rise more. Someone needs to seriously humble that man, and that someone is going to be me.
That is one of the main reasons I’m sweating like a pig right now, because there is no chance he is going to win, and if he is, it’s going to be over my dead body.
I don’t know what was I thinking wanting to play volleyball with two hockey players, because their stamina is much better than mine, hell, they didn’t even break a sweat yet.
I’m aware of how unattractive I look right now, but I don’t even care, the sole goal is to win the game and then shower.
“Wishing you chose me, huh Lils?” Jack chirps from the other side in a true hockey boy nature.
“Not at all” I answer him, one thing I’m not going to admit is me being wrong. My competitivness matches Jack’s own one and I think if volleyball scouts were here, they would choose us on the spot.
My poor Luke is in the middle of our ego match, I feel bad about screaming at him about every mistake he makes, but I will not lose to Jack. Luke will get his apology later.
The only boy matching my screams is the one infront of me, screaming obscenities at the poor ball whenever something doesn’t go his way.
I think today the universe is on my side, because when I do the winning move, my ego rises a few feet.
“Ha!” I laugh at Jack sitting defeatedly on his knees, between catching my breaths.
Luke does not even stay to clap me on my back, I’m sure he is going to Ellen for her to comfort him about how we were yelling at him. He’s SUCH a mamas boy (don’t tell him I said that).
Suddenly there’s a hand stretched infront of me, Jack’s hand to be particular. I don’t take it, smirking as I stand up even though I have about two cramps in each leg, but he doesn’t know that.
I’m certainly not going to shorten my ego even by millimetre, duh.
He laughs at me, then he hughs me.
“Congrats on winning, not sure you would win without Luke, but I’m going to let it slide” he says, that asshole. He knows damn well that I carried the team.
I don’t even answer him, my heart set on the shower I’m going to take.
What I don’t know is that by the time I was collecting things in my room for the shower. He beat me to it. In my own house.
But I’m not going to be mad, he deserves at least one win today. I laugh at my thoughts. I always knew I was funny.
If someone finds out what’s up with men and their long showers, let me know. I’m pounding on the door of the bathroom, because I honestly can’t wait no more.
I don’t even get my second pound in at the door, and hes opening them.
Once again, he knows what he is doing. Because he is standing there in all of his bare-chested glory.
Suddenly, my mind is a bottomless pit and my mouth stopped functioning, because I can’t even form and speak one word.
”Cat got your tongue?” he knowingly asks, getting second ego victory that day, dork.
I spare one last look at his chest, of course I’m not going to leave without looking. When he already catched me, I don’t have to hide it.
I push past him for the second time that day. Why does this keep happening to me? Entering the bathroom, I release a sigh.
But when I notice the familiar scent of the bathroom, I know that he used my bodywash, making a smile appear on my face.
He is going to be falling asleep with my scent today. I hope he enjoys thinking about me.
I know I called him delusional today, but I’m starting to think I should have been reflecting that one on myself.
Shutting down my thoughts, I step into the shower, the warm water calming my aching muscles.
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When I step out of shower and I notice the tan I gained, I smile from joy because that was the original plan for today.
The cooling lotion on my skin feels great, and I almost fall asleep from the relaxing effect it has.
Until I smell the scent of the food from downstairs, my stomach now agressively grumbling.
I put on some sundress I fish out from my closet, not even caring what I put on, I just want to fill the void in my stomach.
I braid my drying hair, not wanting to have a side of them with my meal. Men have it so easy with their short hair.
As I sit beside my now hungover-free brother, who is finally not complaining anymore, I notice the happiness radiating from the people around the table, making me smile.
The food is great ( shotout to my mom and Ellen ). Everyone is laughing and I’m winning again, beating Jack once again in our private kicking tournament under the table.
I laugh at him and stick my tongue out, making him smile. At least he is not a sore loser, because that would be sad for him.
He takes all these losses like champ and I think I found my new hobby, winning.
Everything is perfect right now.
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Fan Speculation - Jack Avery
Jack Avery x fem!reader (she/her pronouns) oneshot
Summary: Fans are amazing detectives which could be good, unless you’re trying to keep a relationship a secret. Fans start speculating if Jack and you are dating… guess you’ll have to read to find out if it’s true or not (fluff)
Warning: Cringey and not good writing. This is a repost from my Instagram. Some raunchy details. Overall fluffy
Y/S/N: Your Ship Name
Y/N/N: Your Nickname
AN: Please enjoy reading. Once you’re done come and talk to me. or Like, comments, reblogs, or feeback is appreciated.
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Y/N'S POV
I was making breakfast for my boyfriend and his band mates. Corbyn, Daniel, Jonah, and Zach all came over to spend the night at the house me and Jack live in. Their claim was that they could work on songwriting together, but I know they secretly missed me and my cooking.
Putting the quiche in the oven, I look over at the clock. It reads 10:37 a.m. I can’t believe I have been in the kitchen for over three hours. Knowing that the boys are still asleep, I go out the back door to look at the view. I pull out my phone and scroll through Instagram. I quickly take and post a selfie since I haven’t in a while, fearing what management would say to me. After editing it and adding the caption “ily” I lock my phone and listen to the birds chirp.
Hearing the back door open, I turn to see who it is. It’s none other than my handsome boyfriend of three years, Jack.
“Good morning beautiful.” he says in his raspy morning voice.
Smiling, I walk over to him and wrap my arms around his neck.
“Good morning babe.” I mumble before kissing him.
Kissing Jack has always been one of my favorite things to do. It’s so simple, yet so sophisticated. We are able to put so much emotion into our kisses that-
My thoughts completely come to a halt when Jack pulls back. Geez, that was embarrassing. Good thing Jack can’t read my mind (I hope).
“I made a quiche for breakfast. It’s pretty much done, I just have to take it out of the oven. Let’s go in, so we can eat while we wait for the boys.” I suggest.
“Really! Oh my gosh. I love your quiches almost as much as I love you.” He says as he runs to go back inside. Laughing I follow after him enjoying this moment of peace I got to have with him.
*after everyone wakes up and eats breakfast*
“Geez Y/N/N, your food is delicious.” Corbyn says after finishing his third piece of quiche.
All of the other guys mumble an agreement.
“I would marry you right now, if that meant I get to eat your food all the time!” Zach exclaims.
Rolling his eyes, Jack lets out a puff of air before saying, “No you won’t you idiot. I will marry her and then we are going to have some mind blowing sex before having kids and then-”
“Wow. We do not need to know that. Please keep that to yourself.” Daniel interrupts.
“Sorry.” Jack mumbles while blushing.
“Anyways, Y/N did you see all of the comments on your recent Instagram post?” Jonah asks me quickly to change the subject.
“No I haven’t. Why? Should I?” I ask, already pulling out my phone.
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Instagram comments:
jack_yn_lover: I wonder who you love? Is it, oh I don't know, someone named Jack? 🤷♀️
↳ _limelight_fan: jack_yn_lover That's what I was thinking. Did you see what Kyla posted on Twitter? I feel like that can't be a coincidence.
↳ jack_yn_lover: _limelight_fan Yeah I did. I'm really hoping that it means something because they are really cute together.
↳ fan_1: _limelight_fan What's Kayla's Twitter? I want to see what she's talking about
↳ fan_2: fan_1 it's ILOVEJACK. there's other proof on her page as well.
↳ fan_1: fan_2 alright thank you I will go check her out.
username: You are so pretty. Please drop your hair routine 😍
lover_yn: Where is your shirt from? It’s so pretty.
username_2: I came here from Twitter to make sure it was real and it is. Can you guys announce Y/S/N yet. We are dying!!!
ILOVEJACK: YIN, Jack, Boys, anyone, all you have to do is say yes or no. It's that easy. Please do it for us!
↳ username_2: ILOVEJACK I have to agree with you. Those earrings do look really similar
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“What’s the Twitter post they’re all talking about?” Jack asks me looking over my shoulder at my phone.
“I don’t know. I was just about to check.” I reply with a little bit of nervousness. I really don’t want it to be anything bad. Jack and I have been really good at making sure people don’t find out about us. It’s not because I’m scared of fans reactions more so management’s reaction to these tweets. They have been making us keep our relationship a secret for these last 3 years. After a lot of begging we were able to convince them to let us announce our relationship on our anniversary which is a couple of days away. It was getting hard to keep our relationship a secret.
Opening up Twitter, I type in the girls username.
“Oh my gosh! What did I do…..” I mumble under my breath.
“What do you mean babe?” Jack asks with concern.
“They’re all finding things that add up to us dating. I’m so sorry. I know we are waiting for our four year anniversary to announce it.” I sadly tell him.
“Y/N, it’s alright. Let me see the tweets please. Besides, our anniversary is in a couple of days. We can stick to our plan and completely surprise them. Everything is fine.” He reassured me.
“Yeah it’s going to be fine Y/N/N.” The boys reassure me.
Jonah seeing the panic in my eyes, knows exactly what I’m thinking. Being the big brother figure he is to me he says, “Y/N, management won’t be mad at you. If anything I think this fan speculation is helping both of your careers which they want. I can call them for you and ask what you should do. For now, just show Jack and the boys the tweets. I’ll be back.”
He walks outside to call management, I turn back to my phone and show the boys the most obvious tweets.
(Tweets)
*after showing the boys the tweets and Jonah comes back*
Jack’s POV
Jonah just told me, Y/N, and the rest of the boys what management said. He said that it was alright for us to continue with the original plan as long as we kept quiet for the time being. When I look over at Y/N, I can tell she needs a distraction from all of this. Walking over to her, I put my arms around her neck from behind.
“Y/N let’s go somewhere. I can see you need to relax. There’s nothing to be worried about babe.” I tell her.
Feeling her exhale and turn around to see me, I can tell what she’s thinking. She has that sparkle in her eyes.
“Can we cuddle-”
“-While watching rom-coms and eating whatever we want. Yes, yes we can.” I finish for her
Seeing the smile that instantly forms on her face, I can’t help but chuckle. It always warms my heart that after all of these years together, I still manage to fall deeper into love with her. I guess that’s just Y/N for you.
Getting up, we say goodbye to the boys. They tell us that they’re going to head back to their own homes soon. Nodding me and Y/N head to our shared room.
Once the boys left, and me and Y/N had everything we needed, we started our rom-com marathon.
We were watching in comfortable silence until I had an idea that might help Y/N calm down. Speaking up, I say,
“Hey babe do you want to plan what photos of us we should post? Ohh, and what our Instagram captions should be?” I asked excitedly.
“Hmm, I didn’t think of that. Let’s plan that right now. But…..”
“Oh my gosh there’s a but.” I mumble, laughing slightly scared of what her mind is coming up with.
“Hey! You didn’t even hear it yet. Okay, starting over. But… can I have a kiss first.”
“Geez. You didn’t have to scare me like that. And yes you can.” I reply.
Leaning in, both of our lips meet. Pulling away after a couple of seconds, a smile forms on my face when I see the pout my girlfriend has on her face.
“What’s that pout for?”
“Because it wasn’t long enough. I need more of your kisses or else I’m going to die. Do you want me to die?” She complains like a child.
“After, once we finish planning our announcement you can have all of the kisses in the world. Okay?” I respond in the same tone she had.
"Okay!” She says enthusiastically.
*the day of Jack and Y/N’s anniversary*
Y/N’s POV
Okay today’s the day. The day me and Jack officially announce our relationship to the whole world. I’m not as nervous as before (thanks to Jack's idea), but there still is that little part of me that is. So many what-if questions run through my head when it comes closer to posting time. I just want people to accept our relationship (even though they already do and we haven’t even said anything). The thing that calms me down is the fact that I love Jack and he loves me. We were able to make it four years without other people’s approval.
“Okay babe. Ready to announce our love for each other to the world.” Jack asks me.
“Ready as I’ll ever be.”
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yourinstagram: Everyone…this is my boyfriend. I love him very much. He is really hot. jackaverymusic You stole my heart...
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jackaverymusic: I love you too baby. You mean the absolute world to me. I'm glad everyone knows now.
jack_yn_lover: AHHHHHH!!!!!!!! Fuck yes. Give me a moment. I think I'm going to die. I- can't do this
jonahmarais: Oh my gosh yes it's my favorite ship. I'm so proud of you lil sis. This means I can post all of the funny content I have of you two! 🥳 ❤️
↳ yourinstagram: jonahmarais you'll have to run that by me first. I'm scared of what you will post of us....
imzachherron: You... you stole my boyfriend. Jack you were supposed to be mine 😭😭 JK. I love your both so much. You're my favorite couple.
ILOVEJACK: Yesss!!! I'm so happy for you both. You both were made for each other. I - I can't process this. I'm too happy
corbynbesson: Congrats you two!! I'm so happy for you both.
seaveydaniel: Hope you both had a great day!!
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jackaverymusic: Happy anniversary my love. I can't believe you have been by my side for four years now. I love you. yourinstagram ...but I'll let you keep it.
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yourinstagram: Happy anniversary! I love you so much. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you.
ILOVEJACK: AWWWW you guys are so cute. I'll be sleeping on the highway tonight.
jonahmarais: MY SHIP POSTED!!! ALERT ALERT
imzachherron: this is making me cry. I can't wait to see you guys grow old together. OHH and can I be the best man at your wedding? (when it happens of course)
↳ seaveydaniel: imzachherron no it's going to be me...please jackaverymusic can it be me
corbynbesson: photo creds... also I can't believe this was taken four years ago. You were both such babies
seaveydaniel: I love the matching captions!!!! "You stole my heart but I'll let you keep it" is so cute
↳ jackaverymusic: seaveydaniel I'm glad you noticed. What do you think of it being a new lyric idea 😏
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“Well I guess that puts an end to all of the fan speculation.” Jack says once we posted.
“Yeah it does. I love you Jack.” I say
“I love you Y/N. Thanks for making today special. I wouldn’t be who I am without you. You know I’m going to marry you one day.”
“Of course. Now enough of the cheesy stuff and kiss me.”
Doing just that we express all of our love for each other in that kiss. It was perfect. During the kiss, I realized that life is amazing with Jack in it. He makes me feel complete, he's all I'll ever need.
I couldn’t help but think “Gosh. I love you Jack so much” hoping that if he could read my mind, it would be now.
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AN: The end! I honestly didn’t know how to end it so that’s as good as it’s going to get. Hope you enjoyed reading.
-Kara (upindreamland)
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… re-pondering about the start of Dee's lactation made me wonder what the LI's reaction would be to that
I think Whitney is the easiest for me to guess: they’d for sure bully and or blackmail/extort you to keep it a secret. Or just sell your milk… also public milking for max humiliation let’s be real
Kylar is easy too. They’d OBVIOUSLY be into it and they would get really weird and horny about it lmao. Ohh it would probably help to feed into their pregnancy kink delusions and I bet they’d be into the pc jacking them off and cradling them while they nurse on them.
Fallen!Sydney would probably be into it? But their specific reaction escapes me 🤔. Don’t ask me about Faith!Sydney. My guess would be red-faced embarrassment and ashamed intrigue.
I think Alex would be kinky and pragmatic about it. They find it sexy as hell but also: more farm yield! Neato!
and I can’t even imagine Avery.. djdjdjddjrjdj
Oh right Eden. My only thought is that they would find it handy < not an Eden lover I’m so sorry
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My phone girl headcanons
I have been wanting to do this for a while, but university took all my motivation to do so.
She is 21.
Her favorite color is red, but she also likes gold and rose gold (idk why really).
She is an animal lover and has a dog (she found him as a puppy in the street).
She likes books and has several book boyfriends (jacks is one of them of course).
She studies something like journalism or english literature (I imagine her writing a book about the herondales and riddles, like she was the one who wrote the inheritance games).
She is a spring and autumm girl.
She has a sweet tooth, and likes cake and scones (she and Xander are going to bond over that).
She likes red roses and daisies.
She likes dressing up (I wanted to make this a difference with Avery because she didn't like clothes at first).
Her hair is dark and long, her look is messy hair.
She either has no sibling or is the older sister of a child.
She looks mean, but she is really nice and caring.
She was in a long term relationship that left some scars in her.
I feel like she would also be sort of a perfectionist and people pleaser, and maybr that would be part of her character growth during the books.
She is smart (an academic validation sort of thing)
I don't really know about family, but in the book she mentioned smth about a step father.
Maybe she plays an instrument like piano or smth
These are all the ones I came up for now. What do you guys think? Btw I think she would be pretty similar to Grayson in terms of family and duty, and blah blah, blah, but different personality wise.
I want to do one with Grayson and her, but I'll see tomorrow 💕
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first sleepover (j.m.)
a/n: hey! i apologise for not posting in ages but i really hope you enjoy this imagine, especially the lovely anon that requested it (and has been waiting very very very patiently<3)
summary: this request! you spend the night at jonah’s apartment for the first time.
under the starry glow of the ceiling projector, you watch the credits of Me Before You roll on the brightly-lit screen of jonah’s laptop, the small names reflecting in your eyes as they make their journey over each person in the cast and crew. your soft sniffles go unnoticed by the boy beside you, whose body went limp with sleep at what seemed to be the half-way mark, his head nestled into your chest, unruly brunette strands tickling your skin as you scratched his scalp tenderly. you considered pausing the movie to let him sleep, not only in your arms but also in the unusual quietness that cradled the neighbourhood. yet, between the snug sensation of his weight upon your chest and his muffled snores whispering through his bedroom, you weren’t too worried about the noise possibly waking jonah up. plus, there was no chance you were willingly going to deprive yourself of lou and will’s beautiful yet bittersweet love story; their romance was too compelling to stop watching.
although now, you press your lips to his forehead for a final kiss before peeling off the blankets and easing out of bed, bringing the empty popcorn bowl and empty box of tissues with you to the kitchen. the transition from his room, rendered with a vivid blue to the scarce lighting in the rest of the apartment catches you off guard, causing you to nearly stumble over the cat padding silently across the hallway. “hey there, little guy” you breathe out. wesley’s dark fur tickles your ankles as you crouch down to greet him with a quick scratch under his chin before he slinks off into jonah’s room through the small crack in the door.
you set the empty bowl in the sink, throw the empty box in the recycling and take a cup from the drying rack, placing it under the running faucet to chug a glass of water before shuffling around the kitchen quietly to look for a snack. you begin scanning the cluttered cabinets for something to eat. usually, jonah’s home would be brimming with all the food and snacks one could wish for but tonight seems to be an exception. after a while of searching to no avail, you find yourself reaching for the handles of the cabinets that store his cutlery and dishes, hoping to find a stray packet of chips or candy, but you end up finding something way more interesting than a mere packet of sweets. the sight of an almost full gift bag with pastel dyed tissue paper peeking out of the top tugs up the corners of your lips, and in remembering the significance of this particular saturday night, you can’t help but succumb to the giddy feelings that creep over you, warming your skin from head to toe.
you don’t want to make this occasion a big deal, to put too much weight on something many couples simply consider the norm. however, to say you aren’t excited about sleeping over at his apartment for the first time would be an understatement. you carefully pull out the gift bag from its place hidden behind the plates in the cupboard, hastily glancing around the place as if you don’t want to be caught red handed sneaking a glimpse at what is inside.
wesley, seemingly unbothered by your disappearance into the kitchen, had occupied your spot in bed next to jonah and curled into his chest. soon enough, jonah is awoken by the movements of his cat, spreading his consciousness further as he rubs his eyes. he leans forward, a sleepy groan slipping past his lips as he props his elbows on the mattress to find you disguised in the neon blue light of his room, but his eyes only meet the beams of a distant street-lamp, its light bleeding through the blinds and the colourful, swirling ribbons of his laptop’s screensaver.
“y/n,” he calls your name weakly, confused as to why you’re not cuddled beside him. though it isn’t long until he guesses that you’re in the kitchen, proven by the distant sounds of the cabinet doors and drawers closing and the crinkling of food wrappers. the sounds prompt the memory of the gifts he’d bought earlier in the week, and the question of whether his hiding spot for the said gifts was good enough anchors a sense of nervousness in his mind. but it isn’t until he sees a glimmer of the pastel coloured gift bag from around the corner through the small opening of his door that he feels a panicked lump form in his throat.
he jumps up out of bed, almost bumping into you as you walk in gleefully with the gift bag dangling from your forearm. “y/n,” he sighs. his raspy voice is drenched in disappointment, but you notice it in his face first as you halt your attempt to sneak through the doorway into his ensuite. it’s written in his features from his creased eyebrows to the gentle frown playing at his lips and you feel the awful sensation of guilt hollowing a pit in your stomach for ruining what seems to be his planned surprise.
“i was only going to eat a little,” you mumble, looking up at him bashfully, referring to the handful of sweets you had secretly eaten.
“‘a little’, huh?” he chuckles, bringing your hand up to challenge your obvious lie with the sight of a fistful of candy wrappers clutched slyly in your grasp.
“yep,” you move your hand back to your side, attempting to change the subject. “you are the sweetest though, you know that? getting me all this,” you’re hoping the wide grin on your face withers away his disappointment and you glance down at the gift bag, gaze scrolling over the several, small gifts he had bought you, from the plentiful snacks and candy to the new skincare products he knew you loved to use.
“i thought i hid that gift pretty well,” he admits, slumping back onto the bed with a deep sigh, his gaze swimming over the artificial stars dappling the ceiling.
“never underestimate me when i’m hungry. i practically have a sixth sense when it comes to finding something to eat” you joke light-heartedly, though it doesn’t seem to perk up jonah’s deflated mood. “it’s okay though, i was so surprised when i saw it.” you offer him a reassuring smile, reaching for his hands to pull him up so he’s sitting upright. you’re crouched down in front of him, caressing his hand in yours, “you fell asleep during the movie, i ruined your surprise,” you realise these two events are of differing severity but still add “can we call it even? kinda?”, giving him the brightest grin, you can muster at this hour.
“sure.” he pulls a tight smile, and a few seconds pass until he reveals “i also have another surprise.” he adores the way your face lights up, “but wait here,” he sets his hands on your arms, urging you to sit on the bed patiently. “i’m not letting you spoil this one too.”
jonah heads straight to the en-suite, switching on the light before he turns to the countertop to retrieve two sets of matching pyjamas in the cabinet under the sink. he flashes a warm smile once he walks back into the bedroom, offering out one set of black, velvet pyjamas to you. the two of you agree, along with many others, that wearing a pair of brand-new, soft pyjamas is simply one of the best, most pleasant feelings, so jonah expected nothing less than the beaming grin that swept across your face. “oh my god, i love them!” you push off the bed excitedly, moving to kiss his cheek once “thank you! thank you! thank you!” you clutch the pyjamas to your chest as you rush into the bathroom to put them on, leaving jonah in your wake, chuckling at your obvious eagerness.
a cozy vibe soon settles around the two of you as you progress through the steps of your individual nightly routines. the low hum of music jonah had put on at your request is accompanied by the gentle murmur of your conversation and the calming scents of a nearby candle wisping into the bathroom. you had suggested the two of you put on the face masks, one of the items jonah had generously gifted you, earning not only an agreement from jonah but also a keen request to go first. now, you’re both standing behind the mirror, facing each other and sporting your matching velvet pyjamas while jonah finishes applying the face mask to your face.
“okay,” he smiles, passing you the bowl with a gentle kiss, “my turn.”
you laugh lightly at his eagerness. “are you enjoying this?” you inquire, mixing the paste haphazardly with the brush.
“yeah,”
“like actually enjoying this? because we can do something else if you want. we could play a video game or-”
“no, y/n. i am enjoying this. i enjoy absolutely everything when i’m with you.”
“really?”
“of course.” he leans down to share a few kisses, “now, hurry up, i expect you to be done tonight, not two years from now,” he jokes, receiving a scoff in fake offence and a light shove to his shoulder.
despite the cooling sensation the face mask was supposed to have on your skin, you feel every inch of it heating up from his words - especially the loving line ‘i enjoy absolutely everything when i’m with you’ that he reveals so effortlessly - and the touch of his lips. the love etched in each syllable drips over you like the moonlight trickling in through the bare bathroom window and the feeling of his lips on yours quickens your heartbeat as much as if you'd just completed a sprint. you hope this never changes, that you never get tired of his flirtatious smiles whenever his gaze lingers on you, the amused twist of his lips whenever he makes a joke at your expense, or the way his arm always finds its way across your waist when you cuddle. you know for a fact that you’ll never get over nights like these, where you and jonah can let go of everything and simply show each other love.
there aren’t any expectations to do or say anything when you're just in each other’s presence, no pressure of finding something to say in conversational silences or filling every moment together with an activity. you wouldn’t trade anything for these ordinary and silent moments with him. it’s quiet when you’re finishing applying the face mask to his face, dipping the brush a final time to fill any missed spots. you drop the brush into the bowl when you’re done. “perfect” your grin is contagious. your eyes meet once again and your smiles press against each other’s for another loving kiss. as per the directions, the pair of you wait several minutes before washing off the face masks. jonah’s patting his face with a hand towel, droplets of water rolling over his skin when you pipe up with a question.
your face is freshly moisturised and glowing under the bright overhead lighting. “what’s next?” you prompt, clasping your hands together enthusiastically.
jonah turns to his phone on the bathroom countertop, tapping his screen to glance at the time before he responds. the numbers 12:32am on the screen seem to make him more tired and he looks back at you. a yawn tumbles from his lips as he asks “wanna watch some netflix?” the suggestion is a simple one, but a perfect one nonetheless, and you agree with a nod before taking his hand and making your way out the adjoining bathroom to his bed.
wes hasn’t moved since you last saw him practically buried in the warm mess of blankets, but as you and jonah plop onto the bed tiredly with content sighs, the cuddly cat wastes no time settling into the small space between the pair of you, relishing in the abundance of warmth and attention. jonah laughs lightly as you murmur an “awww”, your heart melting at the cat’s sweet action. he moves in closer, his hand finding yours as he shifts more comfortably against the headboard. he uses his free hand to pull his idle laptop on his lap and put netflix back on. as he scrolls through the countless movies, you bring the gift bag up on the bed and search for another snack, ultimately deciding on m&m’s.
“thanks for tonight j,” you let your head drop lazily on jonah’s shoulder, inviting him to share the packet of m&m’s with you.
“my pleasure, baby, tonight’s about you and me,” his fingers find the roots of you hair and he plops a handful into his mouth, brushing his fingers through the strands.
“us”. you correct him.
“exactly,” he offers you a bright smile, “which is why i think it’s only fair that it's my turn to pick a movie” he pushes the laptop in the middle.
you can’t help but be a little sceptical, jonah’s full of surprises. “okay, what is it?”
“top gun”
“that’s fine. but i’m not letting you off the hook. you still need to finish watching ‘me before you’. you argue, thoughts travelling back to the memories of the film as he presses the spacebar to start the second movie of the night.
“deal,” the two of you seal the agreement with a handshake.
however, only five minutes into the movie, you find yourself in the position jonah was in earlier, your eyelids closing under the weight of happy exhaustion and your mind captured by thoughts other than those of the film in front of you. you’re unsure whether the amount of sugar you had consumed is to blame or the calming, naturally sleep-inducing company of your boyfriend. it seems the roles have reversed now, and it’s jonah who has his arm slung over your shoulders while you’re asleep in his loving embrace. well, not totally asleep, because the moment he removes his arm from around your shoulders, slowly inching his legs to the edge of the bed under the blankets, you wake up, eyes squinting as you mumble, “don’t move.”
your arm interlocks with his when he tries again, “i’m just going to get some water, i’ll be a second”. he places a soft kiss to your forehead, but it doesn’t suffice.
“no, please don’t move. you’re warm and if you leave, i won’t be comfy anymore.” you try to give him a warning look, but suspect that it isn’t as threatening as you hope because you only a ripple of muffled giggles in response.
there’s no denying the rosy colour blooming on jonah’s cheeks at your words and the smile dimpling his cheeks is evident in his voice as he rubs a hand over your back, “okay, y/n. whatever you want.”
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Can we have some hc’s you have for your mc’s and their chosen RO from Disenchanted?! Your art is absolutely amazing, and your mc’s never miss!
Ahhhh yes!! I’m glad you like my mcs and art 🥰 tysm 💞🫶🏻
Isabelle (nephilim, Viktor route):
They will absolutely be Beauty and the Beast for Halloween
Viktors presence calms her down so she likes being around him whenever possible
When her anxiety gets going (which is often) he knows she needs more comfort and to be grounded, so he holds her hand.
They’re very touchy with each other which starts bc of Isabelle’s anxiety but at this point it’s just natural for them to always be touching in some way
If they hold hands for too long she’ll start playing with his
She doesn’t like talking to strangers so when someone comes up to talk suddenly she’ll look to Viktor and he knows to speak for her
She’ll wear his hoodies/sweaters whenever possible
When they’re sleeping together she likes to sleep on his chest and cover them both / wrap her wings around them
She likes to smooch the base of his horns to get him flustered 🤭
At some point Isabelle will start calling viks parents mom and dad
Leliana (siren, Lucien route):
They will absolutely be Ariel and Eric for Halloween (if that wasn’t obvious from my recent art 🤭)
Leliana will tell Lucien “I love you” all the time, because she never stopped and she wants him to know she always will
When the moment is right and she sees his back with no shirt on she’ll kiss the scar on his wing/back
Even tho it’s hard for nephilims with wings to swim, she’d definitely take him swimming in the shallow part/shore of the ocean. Lucien is always mesmerized by her siren form so she’ll splash him to get him to focus lol
Her legs get tired easily, especially when she wears heels. So when Lucien notices her getting too tired he’ll carry her bridal style wherever they need to go
They’ll take baths together and Leliana will like to wash Lucien’s hair and just cuddle for a few min before getting out
Leliana will mayhaps like to softly bite him with her sharp teeth during spicy times 🫣
Kamry (wraith, Avery route):
Less obvious than the others but her and Avery would be Sally and Jack for Halloween
Steals Avery’s clothes whenever possible
Whenever Avery is in a bad mood she’ll do the thing where you poke someone’s mouth corners to make them smile 🤭
I’ve thought the least about her route mainly bc I know the least about Avery so I don’t have many headcanons yet I’m sorry 😅
Elena (nephilim, Theodore route):
Also less obvious but they would be Rapunzel and Eugene for Halloween
They are the literal version of the angel x demon ship trope
Theo always knows how to make her smile. When she’s sad he’ll surprise tickle her to make her laugh
They’ll post so many cute couple pictures online, everyone is jealous
When he’s being too annoying she’ll grab his tail 🤭🤭
She likes to tell him “good boy” - in the bedroom and out just to see him get a little red 🤭
When she sees him getting really angry about to go full cambion she’ll hold his hand or wrap herself around his arm to calm him down
They’ll definitely fly together, being cute in the sky, wrapping their wings around each other 🥰
👏🏻 MATCHING PLUSHIES 👏🏻 specifically, Elena’s room is very pastel cute vibes, except her one dog plushie that’s red and black and very demon looking. And Theo has one dog plushie that’s white and very angel looking 💞 I like to imagine they have a few cute matching couples stuff, like pajamas and mugs 🥰
#I started to answer this earlier and got distracted I’m sorry#but here we go now uwu#ask#anon#mc: isabelle#with viktor 💞#mc: leliana#with lucien 💞#mc: kamry#with avery 💞#mc: elena#with theodore 💞#about my mcs
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Hi again. I got busy when the news came out, because of course that's how the lottery works 🙄. Also, thank you to @daisy-calloway-has-my-heart and @hathorneheiress for the notification on the card and @1989stanz for this ask. Anyways, since you guys want to know my opinion here it is.
So, Rohan... If I'm being honest, he felt more like a one and done character in The Brothers Hawthorne, Gigi didn't. Yes, you could say that there felt like something was potentially gonna bring him back in the future but not here, that's not what I thought. Because of Eve's epilogue and the mention of a plan involving Savannah, Gigi's place was basically confirmed for me just I didn't know that would entail her as a POV character, however, I am excited for that. Now, Mr. Factotum over here is a bit of an enigma for me but given the context of the Grandest Game, it does make sense for his involvement, but I'm surprised he's a POV character. Although, I do have to say I love the turned tables because last time Avery and Jameson were at his whim and now it's the other way around. I bet Jamie's gonna have a lot of fun with that.
Now, the fact this man's card is an Ace. And not just any Ace-the Ace of Diamonds. I feel like JLB wants us to truly feel like this guy is exuding power, the elite in a secretive kind of way because that is what the Devil's Mercy was-the secret underground playground for the most elite of the rich. Anyways, as my friend, @hathorneheiress, pointed out to me and thanks for the refresher-ace trumps all in a deck. That could be a hint in how good he's going to be at this game or it's just reinforcing the reminder of what kind of personality he has. However, he also has the king chess piece, at least going by the book cover because it's kind of hard to pinpoint in the silhouette card. I wonder if that might metaphorically tie back to his wishes to become the Proprietor's heir in TBH and if he couldn't get that there because of Zella, the duchess, he took this as his chance to become more.
I truly believe that Rohan will be giving us more of the view of the game itself while Gigi will be a behind-the-scenes look probably due to Savannah's preoccupation if Eve's intents prove to be quite malicious. One more thing, Slate. I have a feeling he and Rohan will be Grayson and Jameson's counterparts in this spinoff because they were shown to be their opposition in each of their stories throughout the novella. Funny enough, although I would say Slate may pose a bigger threat because of Eve until he ultimately leaves for Gigi (love how we already somehow planned that out from one interaction) Jameson and Rohan really fought it out but it was so satisfying to see Rohan get his ass handed to him, even though the boy was ready to keep going.
Also, swoon over the silhouette. If we had that for the ogs, that would have been great. Ironically I can see that being very Jameson because unfortunately, Rohan just feels like Jameson's true Brit counterpart. Cue me imagining a Cockney accent.
You know, now that I think about it, I wish JLB would release something after TGG with our og cast in silhouette cards with their chosen suit and card number or position; I already call Avery as Queen of Spades, Jameson as Ace of Hearts, Xander as Jack of Hearts, Nash as Ace of Clubs, and Grayson as King of Diamonds (for you @hathorneheiress).
#rohan#gigi grayson#the grandest game theories#the grandest game hints#the grandest game cover#canon theories#tig theories#tig anecdote#the inheritance games#the brothers hawthorne#the grandest game#tig#tbh#tgg
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I’be had this Hades/Ward idea in my head for the last few months, now is a good time to post it i think
Concept: Hades x Ward crossover, but it's about Taylor trying to escape being dead, with various capes taking the role of Hades characters and either helping or hindering her escape.
Incedental spoilers for Hades throughout all the way up to the ending
Premise:
Taylor (taking the role of Zag) died during the ending of Worm and has been living in a shard space simulation ever since. Some time after the end of Ward Tattletale (taking the role of Nyx) asked Victoria (taking the role of Athena) to resurrect her, but for some reason QA (taking the role of Hades) is preventing the relatively tried and true method of Cape resurrection from working so Taylor has to fight her way out of the Firmament with QA throwing up enemies to stop her.
Equipment:
When Taylor is preparing to get out Imp (taking the role of Skelly) appears and says she managed to sneak Taylor some weapons she can use, though due to Reasons she can only use one. These are:
Knife, with aspects of Taylor, Armsmaster, Jack Slash, and (Hidden) Blake
Baton, with aspects of Taylor, Regent, Sveta And (Hidden) Avery
Gun, with aspects of Taylor, Chevalier, Antares, and (Hidden) Lucy
The Gods and Boons:
When Taylor first escapes the shard simulation QA is running, she finds a golden star and picking it up reveals Victoria in full Antares outfit. She explains that QA is blocking them from just resurrecting her and the best they can do is help her on her way, Kenzie (Hermies) made a Box that lets their shards give Taylor a boon.
Antares takes the role of Athena and gives mostly defensive buffs.
Bitch takes the role of Ares and gives Taylor the ability to set her dogs on enemies (i.e Doom)
Foil takes the role of Artemis and gives boost to accuracy and the ability to hit enemies juuust right
Kenzie takes the role of Hermies and gives utility powers in the form of Cameras, its tinkertech don't worry about it.
Dragon is taking the role of Demeter and is providing Taylor with Glace inspired tinkertech, and laser beams.
Vista taking the role of Posidon, is trying way to hard to be cool, and gives the ability to knock foes back.
Crystal is taking the role of Zeus and giving Taylor loads of laserbeams
Rain was helping Kenzie out with the tinkertech, so decided to help Taylor out while he was there. He is apologetic that his help is in the form of a really weak debuff on enemies, and hopes the secondary effect makes up for it. (The "secondary" effect is massive damage. He does not realise this is a lot more helpful) That's right, Rain is Aphrodite.
Hero is being used by QA to expand the Firmament, but he occasionally leaves behind his tools for Taylor to pick up (taking the role of Daedalus)
Chris can also offer his help in the form of experiments he is running on shardspace. (Chaos)
Sometimes two shards make Taylor pick one of the boons and get angry when she picks. The capes are very apologetic and can't really prevent their powers from throwing a fit, but can make sure they give her a benefit if she wins the ensuing fight.
Taylor can also meet a silent-save-for-grovelling Butcher, who is doing what they did in life, selling weapons. (Charon)
Stages:
The first stage would be a hellish Shard imagining if Brocton Bay (Tartarus, not that different form BB in canon tbh) with E88, AZB, Coil Mercs etc being the various wretches she fights, with shades of villains she has fought (and are dead) being minibosses. The final boss is Regent, who flirts a lot with Taylor before they fight (and implies they had a short thing going during the pre escape simulation), eventually he is replaced by Kaiser who hates that she is getting out and not him and Oni Lee, who doesn't say much. (Megaera, Alecto, and Tisiphone respectfully)
Second is Chicago, this time the enemies are various PRT or Police officers and minibosses are heroes she has fought (and are dead). Final boss is a skeletal Behemoth, she eventually calls him "Barry".
Third stage is Killington, facing the S9000 through a ruing and trap filled town. Final boss(es) are Jack Slash and Crawler. Jack Slash is loving being dead and blames Taylor for getting Grey Boy'd and isn't gonna let her out, but without Broadcast cheating he is a lot dumber (Theseus), Crawler is just there for a good time and doesn't hold his death against her, but isn't gonna let her past without a fight because of course he isn't (Asterius)
In the Fourth stage the exist is guarded by Bastard who Taylor must appease (she could fight him but she isn't a monster) by finding a Goblin Sack. The stage itself based on earth during Gold Morning, and the enemies are Nilbog Goblins.
Finally, after Taylor escapes into the real world she finds herself in a very familiar forest. Standing before her barring her path is a Queen Administrator. Taking the form of Khepri. If/When Taylor beat QA she only gets a few steps out, has a short conversation with Contessa (who resurrected herself and is now retired with a small garden) before getting dragged back into the firmament. Eventually Taylor learns from Contessa, QA, and Lisa that QA is trying to recreate the shard network and restart the cycle. That's right, the world is ending for a 3rd time.
#ward#worm#parahumans#hades game#taylor hebert#does making Rain Aphrodite and Rachel Ares mean i ship them? absolutely not
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