Please can I request fluffy Steven Grant hc’s please?🖤
hii, omg ofc!! so some of these are really random and kinda specific, they’re just hcs that I personally think make sense (but if you don’t agree, that’s fine too) I feel quite similar to steven so it felt like i was just writing myself😭 thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌
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- he hates the heat
- summer bugs, he HATES them. moths and daddy long legs are the worst. he hates how erratic and frantic they are, how they just fly towards him (there’s tonnes of those bastards around here atm, and it’s horrible)
- sometimes he squeals if they get too close, and he'd look at you and mumble "sorry," maybe a little bit embarrassed after
- but you think its actually quite endearing and cute, so you reassure and comfort him
- even if you're scared of the bugs too, you catch them and set them free outside, and pretend you're not afraid so steven doesn't feel bad
- but he loves the rain, any kind- early morning, late afternoon, night rain, he loves it all !!
- he always cracks a window open so he can listen to the rain. he's a homebody, so he loves being in the comfort of his flat while listening to the rain. I don't think he likes being wet from it, so he definitely prefers it from a distance
- I think he's a night person, but an indoor night person. loves hanging around with you doing random 'mundane' activities at 12 am- reading, puzzles, baking, watching crappy tv, writing, researching etc
- I feel like he's a wednesday or sunday person (idk why or what that means lol)
- loves aubergine (eggplant) his fav is when it's roasted
- loves soups and curries
- herbal teas too
- prefers pears over apples
- his favourite cereal is shredded wheat, with grapes and some kind of sweet syrup (maybe malt or honey) but if he's running late, he eats a stale granola bar from his bag or coat
- he doesn't like apricot yoghurts
- he's a chocolate ice cream kinda dude
- we all know he likes egypt, but I feel like he loves space and astrology too
- info dumps a lot, but it's so sweet that you can't help but be fascinated
- he loves fridge magnets
-he collects the 2-for-1 coupons from the cereal boxes but never does anything about them. so he just has a stack of them by his toaster
- you’ve been saving and saving so you can take him to egypt and go on a tour etc, hopefully, you both can go soon
- you surprise him for every anniversary, birthday, special event/ occasion with something special and thoughtful, something that's tailored to steven
- he wants to adopt a cat with you but doesn't want gus to feel left out
- likes to listen to classical music
- enjoys watching mamma mia
- AMAZING listener !!!! maybe doesn't always have the best advice but would listen to you for as long as you need
- he makes you laugh constantly. he doesn't even need to try, he's just naturally funny and silly, very cute and goofy
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Best and Worst of Both worlds (part 23)
Tw: Montgomery's really touchy n doesn know what is no
part 24
You were sent home. Because all you wanted to do was collapse on your bed and sleep the night away. The rain makes it extra cozy for you to cuddle under the blankets. Once your head hit the pillow, you were out like a light.
You woke up to your phone buzzing. But it isn't Yves this time. It's Evangeline.
You picked it up and brought it to your ear, giving her a groggy 'hello'?
"Wake up, damn it! You're going to miss class again, daddy's already waiting outside for you!" You let out a yelp as you heard loud honking from outside.
You whined as you got out of bed, throwing a mini tantrum by stomping out of your room. You wish that Yves was here, he would have woken you up on the right side of bed every day. Yves would have been gentle and stress-free, he would have stroked your hair and given you soft kisses as an alarm. There wouldn't be any loud noises or sudden surprises.
You grumbled as you got yourself ready for the day.
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This time, you remembered to bring the premade meals Yves prepared in the fridge. Sharing yesterday's lunch with Evangeline while you ate the fresher one today. Mr. Jones fussed with you about wearing sunscreen, so now you're protected from the sun.
Yves only sent you a singular text this morning at 8:30am.
"Good morning, my dear. May you have a lovely day, (name)."
No reminders, no updates about what he did or saw, no requests to contact him. You brushed it off as him being busy, deciding to favour Evangeline's attention over his. You didn't even reply to his only message, thinking that Yves would mind too much about it.
"Mmm! This is delicious, Sir Yves is a really great cook!" Complimented Evangeline as she took another bite of the cold wrap. You're eating your own meal that has specific instructions to microwave it, luckily there are some that you could use in the student's lounge.
"Aww, he's such a sweet partner too. Look!" She showed you a message left by Yves, that was attached to the wrapper of yesterday's meal.
"Lunch for (full name)- Monday.
Meal: Turkey and Apricot Wrap. Do not heat. Eat as it is.
Ingredients: lactose-free cream cheese, apricot reserves, wheat tortillas, shredded turkey, spices, arugula. Contains gluten.
Remember to put on sunscreen. There is no need to be nervous as I know you will do well on your first day. I will be thinking of you always. Call me if you want to talk about your day, I will listen.
Love,
Yves"
You never realized that there was a whole paragraph plastered on its wrapping. So you decided to check your container for any similar texts. Sure enough, you found one.
"Lunch for (name)- Tuesday
Meal: Coq au vin. Microwave with lid partially open, 3-4 minutes. Be careful as the contents will be hot.
Ingredients: Chicken, pearl onions, garlic, spices, pinot noir red wine, button mushrooms, bacon, butter, tomato paste, flour, homemade beef stock, tagliatelle. Contains gluten and lactose.
Well done, my dear (name). You have reached your second day. I hope you find my cooking so far to be appetizing, your thoughts would be very much appreciated. As always, do not hesitate to contact me if you need me. I will always be there for you. Be careful not to burn your tongue.
Love,
Yves"
She gushed over today's note. "That's so cute! I can see why you're into older men now."
You lightly punched her on the shoulder and laughed along.
You and her were eating peacefully, now that you have exhausted all the conversation topics. Both of you ate in silence, enjoying the food from Yves.
But then, all of the sudden, a pair of hands clamped down onto your shoulders. Causing you to shriek and jump in your seat.
"Scared ya, didn't I?" You felt his stubble scraped against your skin that has been softened by the skincare routine Yves set for you.
Colour drain from Evangeline's and your faces.
You tried swatting him away, but he took a deep sniff of your hair, inhaling all your scent. You protested as he buries his nose into your head, Montgomery is really loud in his sniffing. "You smell so good..." He mumbled lazily as he held you from behind.
Evangeline stood up and pried him away from you, but only successfully to a certain extent.
"Fine, fine. I'll save the lovey-dovey stuff for later when you're easier to win over." He massaged your shoulders with his thumb. You frown because he doesn't seem to understand that his strength is too much, you think you will bruise.
"You are hurting (name)." Evangeline firmly told him off. To your shock though, he immediately lets go and stroke your hair in an unnaturally, tender way.
"Oh! I'm so sorry darlin'... You're so soft and sweet, I sure forgot I can be a damn brute sometimes." You looked up at him and there was a considerable amount of guilt being expressed on his face.
He ignored Evangeline and invited himself to your table, sitting on the chair adjacent to yours.
"Here, I got us lunch."
Montgomery sets down a paper bag that has an imposing fast food logo printed on it. The smell of piping hot french fries and meat patties wafted throughout the air. He began unpacking it, placing a thin, cardboard box containing a large burger in front of you. Even though you're clearly eating the well crafted meal Yves made.
"And I didn't forget about yer rich friend." He took out a much smaller sandwich, wrapped in wax paper. Albeit begrudgingly.
"It ain't like she's gonna appreciate it anyways..." He muttered under his breath.
"Thank you very much, Sir Montgomery." Although she was kind and friendly in her response, you sensed a bit of animosity radiating from her. Montgomery seems to pick it up faster than you and tenfold the intensity.
He shot her a dirty look before going back to showcasing what he bought.
"I got ya' your favourite soda in a jumbo cup." He carefully pulled out a huge plastic vessel containing an ice-cooled liquid, you can hear it noisily sloshing and fizzing. It looks intimidating to say the least; you definitely can't finish it even with the help of Evangeline.
"You gotta fuel your brain somehow through those soul killin' classes." He stuck his hand back into the bag.
"I got ya' a cookie, a cupcake, some fries aaand..." He rummaged through the bag and pulled out something so small, that it's entirely engulfed by his hand. "A nice, little gift for ya."
He smiled and presented to you in a closed fist. You shakily uncurled his rough fingers off his palm to reveal... a nice little keychain?
"They said it's a limited edition! So I got ya one, I saw a bunch of youngins' goin' crazy over it. Must be the newest, hottest thing among the kids these days."
You sucked your lips in and stared at it, wide eye. You're not admitting it to anyone, but you secretly longed for it ever since you saw a promotional advertisement on your social media feed. You knew back then you could never afford it because it's $30 for this piece of metal alloy and you had to buy a meal to be eligible to get it.
However, you're not fooling anyone. Montgomery and Evangeline can see how obvious you desperately wanted it upon presentation. Evangeline shook her head, now knowing that her friend is susceptible to predatory marketing tactics. Montgomery grinned from ear to ear, knowing that he could take advantage of this situation.
Before your twitchy fingers could grab it, Montgomery pulled it away and dangled it over your head.
"Where's my thanks?" He teasingly brought his face closer to yours.
You quickly mumbled some words of gratitude before trying to reach for that desired toy. He laughed at your pathetic attempt to grab it, he's too tall for you and you're too unathletic to hop far.
Evangeline almost shot up when she saw his other hand hovering around your waist. Montgomery noticed this reaction of hers and decided to place it on the table, where you and her could see.
"I only accept gratitude in kisses or phone numbers." He pressed his forehead against yours while smirking cockily.
You sat back down. Despair surfaced in your eyes as you went back to eating the coq au Vin.
"Huh? You don't wanna take it?" You shook your head and did not say a word more. The conversation is over and it's not worth it for a piece of overpriced trash.
Montgomery's smile dropped and he turned his focus to Evangeline, who simply gave him a polite, but smug smile.
"You know, it isn't a gift if you expect something in return." Evangeline innocently commented, unwrapping her burger. "It's a transaction now."
Montgomery looked away and paid no mind to her words.
She continued to jab at him verbally.
"So... is your relationship with (name)... transactional? Are you their sugar daddy?"
Anger flashed on his face as he whipped his head to Evangeline. She grinned toothily as she felt a sense of accomplishment by striking a nerve in Montgomery.
"Hey, you watch your mouth, spoiled brat." He hissed through a clenched jaw while pointing menacingly at her.
"I'm just asking a question, sir. It really does seem like you're doing all these seemingly nice gestures, just to get something back." She batted her eyelashes and pouted.
"Shut your trap, you ain't know nothin' about our relationship." Montgomery's veins are starting to show, you cower in the corner, staring at Evangeline and silently pleading her not to go on. But all she did was give you a reassuring look, mixed with a devilish one.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend sir. You're right, I don't know anything about your relationship with (name). That's why, I'm asking! I want to educate myself, so I can do better!" She spoke in the most fake performative tone ever, you could tell she was doing this on purpose to rile Montgomery up.
"You ask too many questions, Goldilocks. Ya' need to mind ya' own business." Montgomery started gritting his teeth and balling his fists.
"I'm not judging! I promise. There isn't anything wrong with having a transactional relationship, I think it's a good thing we can choose how to define our-"
"I was just kiddin', Baby." Montgomery cooed at you. Simultaneously cutting Evangeline off.
He fixed the keychain onto the zipper of your bag. "You ain't need to give anything back. I'm doin' all these because that's what a good man would do for their partners." He ruffled your hair.
Montgomery glared at Evangeline who is now having a self-congratulatory grin on her blemish-free face.
"God, y'all rich people sound the same." He grumbled, taking out his own burger and began eating.
"Thank you! We take our speech classes very seriously." That earned a scoff from Montgomery.
She hummed and tapped her chin. Brewing up more ways to mess with Montgomery.
While she took her sweet time, you finished your meal from Yves. You're not hungry anymore, so you didn't touch the food Montgomery brought.
Of course, he noticed it. "Yer food is gonna get cold, soggy fries are the worst." He tipped the bag so you would have easier access to its contents. "Dig in, sweetheart. Ain't nothin' to be shy about. They're all for ya'."
You declined, saying that you're full.
"Aw, come on. You gotta eat, you're growin'! You need your nutrients and-"
"Aren't you a bit too old to be sitting with us?" Evangeline crossed her legs and watched him intently, her pupils dilated out of mischief and curiosity. He groaned and rolled his eyes at her.
"I'm not playin' with you. Shut up." He snarled while he opened your burger box for you to eat out of.
"But sir! You're--"
Montgomery slammed his fist on the table.
"I'm grown, they're grown, you're grown. Age ain't nothin' but a number at this point. We're all adults here, you better start actin' like one, ya' little shit." He rose from his chair and made himself look bigger to intimidate Evangeline into stopping. But she persisted with that irritatingly confident smirk of hers.
"Hmm. I wouldn't conflate legality with morality. (Name) and I are still very young, after all. I'm sure you're wise and mature, it comes with age. We can learn a lot from you, sir!" Her tone became increasingly condescending and mocking, her baby blues bore holes into Montgomery's dark eyes.
You could see his lower eyelid twitching out of fury. Your friend is definitely going to get pummeled into a pulp if she doesn't back down. But she either refused to heed your quiet warnings or is oblivious to it.
"Listen here, you piece of--"
He was interrupted by an alarm blaring from his back pocket. Montgomery fished it out and took a look at his phone screen.
He frowned, grumbling incoherently under his breath as he began packing up.
"You were saying? And, where are you going--"
"To work! God damn! You're fuckin' annoying!" He exclaimed at her. All Evangeline did was maintain her straight posture and sweet smile.
"Aw. I'm sorry to hear that. Could you please tell me what I did wrong? I only wanted to learn..." He ignored her completely and whipped out his wallet. Montgomery pulled out two $20 notes and stuffed it into your bag. The man made sure to zip it up, so it wouldn't slip out.
"Treat yourself to somethin' nice after class. I'll be late, so don't wait up- go home with goldie, it ain't that safe to use the bus at night. Unless you wanna give me your number..." The man looked at you with hopeful eyes. You shook your head and he rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"That's so sweet of you! Giving (name) some money to spend, just like a sugar daddy would!" She clapped her hands in excitement.
"Shut. Up." He pointed his index finger at her. Evangeline gave him Jazz hands and an open-mouth smile. Then, Montgomery turned to you.
"You gotta pick better friends, baby." He kissed you on the forehead before you could react. Cringing at how his stubble would scratch you and his hair leaving a mild greasy residue on your skin. His lips were dry and leathery, the experience was disgusting to you.
You let out a shout and tried your best to shove him away. But all you did was make him sway a little.
"Bye honey, I'll see you around." He gave you a brief, affectionate pinch on the cheek before taking off.
You and Evangeline looked at the vast number of food items he left for you. Neither of you took a bite out of anything.
You asked her if she wanted to bring it back home. She shook her head.
You decided to pack them up for your housemates instead, hopefully gaining some of their favour while Yves is away.
Evangeline wrapped her own untouched burger back up and dumped it into the paper bag.
You felt a buzz in your pocket. So you fished it out to see what was causing it.
A text from Yves was displayed on your notifications.
"I miss you."
You deem it as something unimportant, just a random thought that your boyfriend opt to share just for the sake of sharing. Totally not hinting you to call him back. So you turned your phone off and returned your device back to your pocket.
Your class is in 10 minutes anyways, you and Evangeline better hurry and wrap up soon.
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My Ted Lasso Re-watch: S1E2 (part 1)
Biscuits
Sleeping Ted, anyone else want to snuggle up with him? Do you think that because his marriage is struggling he's starving for physical affection?
Shredded wheat, it's not very tasty, personally. I used to add sugar to it so it would taste nicer, which meant that the milk tasted better too.
Busking is very common in the UK. It's how a lot of popular singers and bands got their start.
'Knock-a-doodle-doo'? Ted, you are too adorable.
Rebecca, Googling your ex is never a good idea. Ever!
Apparently the biscuits made in season 1 tasted bad, so Hannah Waddingham is acting her arse off when eating them. The Babish Culinary Universe has a recipe for them on their YouTube channel.
Biscuits and cookies are two different things in the UK.
I love Ted's reaction to Rebecca's 'fuck me' when she tries the biscuits, like he didn't expect them to be that good.
Ted really wants to get to know Rebecca and despite her attempts to get rid of him, she always sticks around and listens.
'High five tree'. He high fives a tree shaped coat rack. Ted needs to stop being so cute. And when I say stop, I mean continue until the end of time.
Ted had a ponytail at one point? I've seen what Jason Sudeikis looked like with long hair and oh boy, he looked damn good.
Also, the camera focusing on Ted's hands is an indication of his anxiety levels, which he tried to hide by keeping his hands in his pockets. I have a similar thing during my moments of anxiety where I can't stop fidgeting with my hands.
They make an Exorcist ref? Okay.
Roy being the oldest on the team is protective of the younger ones, especially Sam. He knows how team mates should be, which is why he gets so pissed off with Jamie.
'Be a goldfish' the first of many iconic lines from the show. Sam doesn't quiet understand it yet, but he will by the end. Ted isn't talking to him about Jamie's insults, but only about his actions during training. During a match you need to be focused on the task at hand, not beating yourself up about what you could have done better. You pick yourself up, and move on. That's what Ted is trying to say, just in his own way.
Sam and Roy are the only 2 players to say hi to Rebecca on their way back to the locker room.
The sport massages for the players are being done in the locker room because the treatment room is off limits due to being haunted.
Part of Ted's charm is that he likes getting to know people, he enjoys hearing bits about Nate's life. And we can gather that Nate is a good uncle to his niece.
Ted really wants to see if things can be made better around the club and for the team. A direct approach is often off-putting, so a suggestion box works. It might sound silly to the team, but if one person has an idea on how to improve things, then it can have a knock on effect for the rest of the team too.
Roy might have a problem with it but Ted needs to start somewhere to begin to build trust, and fixing a minor issue can help with that. It shows that he cares about their concerns and wellbeing, as a good coach should be.
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