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235 FAVORITE SHIPS OF ALL TIME (ranked by my followers)
121. fezco and lexi howard - euphoria
#fexi#euphoriaedit#fexiedit#dailyeuphoria#usermagda#fezco#lexi howard#euphoria#otp: you fucking fearless#**#235ships#mine: euphoria#mine: fezco and lexi#2x01#2x06#2x02#2x07#2x08
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“Stay alive. Be ready to fight."
Welcome to 2B! Octavia trains with Trikru, Murphy and Jaha brave the Dead Zone, our fearless leaders work on two separate fronts to finally free the hundred... but at what cost?
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#the 100#the100rewatch2023#✨live watch-along details coming soon!✨#we're about to meet A.L.I.E. and I'm not ready!#there's so much going on#Season 2b#Season 3a#the100#the100rewatch#bellamy blake#octavia blake#john murphy#emori#clarke griffin#(*this month has a long first week!)#(*I don't know about you folks but imma use that time to catch up! lol)#ongoing fandom events#signal boost!
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What made you love Aladdin and Jasmine more? What's so special about your OTP? And describe Jasmine's personality.(eg, sweet, caring etc...)
I confess, anon, at first this question utterly flummoxed me.
What makes me love them more than who? And what makes you think they're my OTP? O.o
Then I realized..... oh yeah, I tag nearly all of my fave canon Disney couples as "OTP" lol XD
Not to say I don't love Aladdin x Jasmine, because I do! They're a huge part of my childhood and I will always say that their chemistry is top-notch. Buuuuuuuut...... I love most of the Disney canon couples to DEATH, so they're at best in my top 10. Somewhere. Ish.
I tend to tag all of my favorite couples as "OTP," while the more "casual" ships are simply "my ship." It just makes me easier to me, organizing-wise ^^"
As for Jasmine's personality?
She's the ORIGINAL spitfire princess and I will never forgive modern Disney/Disney fans for acting like Merida, Anna, Elsa etc are "so different" from past Disney Princesses. Like excuse you??? Not to say that Cinderella, Ariel, or Belle weren't feisty in their own ways, but if we're talking fully outspoken, fiery, no-nonsense, with claws out and spitting fire, Jasmine was the OG. If Jasmine, as written in 1992, was created today, she'd piss off soooooooo many Red Pill Incel types for being "Femi-Nazi propoganda" or some bullshit lmao.
On top of being fiery, she's also fearless, sheltered (not by choice) yet clever, confident, adventurous, and intuitive. Jasmine is a queen in her own rite and it's a shame she gets lost in the shuffle of other Disney Princesses. It doesn't help that she's technically not the main character (she shares that trait with Aurora, the only Disney Princesses who are NOT the protagonists).
Tl;dr: I love Jasmine, I love Aladdin x Jasmine, but I also love a FUCK-TON of Disney couples and characters, so DON'T MAKE ME CHOOSE MY #1 FAVE 😭😭😭
#I'm sorry anon for having such 'loud' rambling responses lmao#I just have a Lot of Feelings ^^"#Star answers#Starling ramblings#anon#Disney#Aladdin#Jasmine#Aladdin and Jasmine#OTP#Disnerd issues#fandom commentary
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Tarlos and 13 🤔
Thank you!!!!
13. Who is considered the scaredy cat?
Love the thoughtful face, because this one is a puzzler.
Publicly, neither of them. Carlos is viewed by just about everyone as "cool as a breeze" and TK has the ability to hop through minefields like it's just another day. They're really both viewed as pretty fearless within their jobs and by their friends.
Inside the couple, it's Carlos. Yes, they're both anxious, but Carlos is far more prone to upset over things like lizards and scorpions and we've seen him wake up anxious as fuck. Is half of it due to TK continuing to nearly die on him every few months? YES. So we can't quite blame him.
50 OTP Things
#tarlos otp things#tarlos headcanons#it's not entirely his fault#crawly things are creepy#and tk DOES keep trying to die on him#*pets carlos*#but hes also got nerves of steel#tk is the only one who knows#holly asks#doublel27 talks
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To everyone: I will be dropping the masterlist for the Fexi XOXO Party tomorrow at 20:00 CST. I did want to take a moment to thank everyone who participated and contributed content to this event. I also want to give a big shoutout to the Fexi fandom as a whole — even if you didn’t create content you supported the content that was created. Just look at the stats below!!
Truly blessed to be apart of the Fexi Hive! I mean it when I say we have the best bees. Let’s keep this energy up!! and keep an eye out because I have a new event dropping soon!!!
#fexi#fexi xoxo party#fez x lexi#lexco#fezco x lexi#lexi howard#otp: fucking fearless#fezco#lexi x fezco#fexi fic#lexi x fez#fexi nation#fexi Stan’s stay winning#thank you fexi hive
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right so now that i've had some iced tea in me.
louis' manchester show tonight was my first concert experience ever. and i'm so so glad that it was louis! the moment we arrived at the venue, you could see pride flags everywhere!! it honestly looked like a pride parade and not a concert.
i realised it's SO easy to make friends! friendship is found in concert queues and face glitter.
i managed to sneak in a pride flag!! like an actual flag flag and i was SO PROUD of myself for it! i actually got to buy louis merch???
okay now moving on :
- otp are SO good and honestly they love louis so much, they're forever grateful to him.
- the opening of wmi literally gets the crowd going so hard you could feel the ground beneath you thump
- louis' voice live sounds SURREAL. is it just me or does he keep improving every single day?
- dmd was a DELIGHT godddd i miss one direction
- it's actually therapeutic to yell the lyrics of dlibyh along with a crowd
- two of us had me hugging myself.
- SHOULD'VE NEVER LET YOU GO MY BABYYYYYYY
- too young is so so tender i want to wrap it up in a warm blanket
- i??? got???? to???? see???? change???? live???? GOD he sounds so good. like it's a different feeling having heard only him singing it to a crowd and then now being able to sing along
- LARRY CALL A LOAD OF SMOKE IN and HOOOOOOOOOOMEEEEE listen. but. the backing band fucking smashed it!!!! they are all SO TALENTED oh my god!!!! i would pay to listen to them bang it out
- i LIVE for the fearless instruments solo. it should've been on the album. let the backing band shred and rip for six minutes straight
- after watching countless livestreams, i still couldn't comprehend the true power of 'come so far from princess park'. if the building was made of glasses, it would shatter apart. you couldn't properly hear the instruments for that one bit.
- i will NEVER shut up about what it feels like to yell the chorus of copy with that beat god louis RELEASE IT give it to me like my ears are proper fucked and are still ringing because of it. so worth it
- mostest importantest - I GOT TO EXPERIENCE DEFENCELESS LIVE!!!!! AHHHHH MY BELOVED I WAS SO CLOSE TO CRYING GOD I DID IT I MADE IT I SAW IT LIVE I'm actually gonna sob ok because louis SOUNDS SO GOOD. tender yet confident
- louis owns beautiful war. period.
- lbd is so hot, thank you backing band
- he's fucked up walls so many times that a) i myself got confused with the lyrics and b) even though he got it right he thought he fucked it up he's so precious protect him forever
- there was this bit during the encore when the entire crowd just sang just hold on out loud like it was a proper bonding moment ok we also sang no control and wmyb
- through the dark healed my soul. also some people wore horse masks and created a conga line
- KILL MY MIND. OH GOD. BEGGING LT2 TO HAVE SIMILAR SOUNDS BECAUSE IT LITERALLY GETS THE CROWD GOING
- i missed him the moment he left :( bring him backkkk
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alright currently on the train writing this through my tears but oh my god gina it was honestly surreal
i was near the back and there were loads of tall people (my 5ft1 ass could NEVER) so i couldn't see super well but istg i didn't even need to
the energy, the sound, the people all around us, i was just completely enveloped into this atmosphere of just... love, and acceptance, and understanding. not to be a larrie but it just felt like coming home. there were a few moments were i just closed my eyes and just focused on like feeling everyone, all the happiness, the music, i just let myself enjoy it with something other than my eyes and it was absolutely magical.
JHO was pretty special to me too, cause it's the song that quite literally saved me, stopped me multiple times from just ending it when things got tough, and hearing him sing just felt like it was all worth it and that i could do anything. he makes me feel invincible.
everyone screamed all three "LARRY"s during 7, the princess park line legitimately shook the entire venue and everyone around me screamed it at the top of their lungs, the U R OUR BECAUSE project went down perfectly and he looked so happy seeing us hold the signs, the amount of rainbows and rainbow lights during OTB just made me bawl it was so good, and THE LIGHTS DURING TWO YOUNG. the videos do not do it justice, he looks like an actual angel standing in front of the doors of heaven singing us in, it was something of a religious experience tbh.
now onto my het hours cause we need those sometimes.
the 7 high note and SECond to MAself absolutely killed me omg he's so hot it's like sorry h but PLEASE RAIL ME. matt? sir you are so fucking fine just say the word and i'm on my knees. michael? i don't know whether i should tell you to keep doing your riffs or to stop cause but either way if you need a dog i can bark. isaac? ✨isaac✨ i have no words. steve? we need more big screen videos of steve smiling along while he plays the drums and looking surprised every time we sing. tommy from otp? sir, may have your hand in marriage please? your vibes are absolutely immaculate
speaking of otp, they were so good!! they really know how to warm up a crowd, there was also a project for every song i ever wrote (which was honestly amazing) and i just had so much fun. we were jumping around all the time, singing, dancing, yelling, then crying a little at ceasefire but oh well, it's still amazing
now for the little things i noticed cause my anxiety made me hyperaware of everything so i tried to direct that to the stage, lights, and louis, instead of the people around me.
otp had very clear blue and green lights for about half of the second song, to the point where i was cautiously suspicious cause it didn't seem to fit the vibe of their poster. then whenever the lights went down to announce a new song there were lights in the back that i think flashed blue and green, but it could also have just been a sort of turquoise almost, not completely sure due to the distance so take with a grain of salt. he was also very happy when we screamed the princess park line so keep it up!!
paramedics came through the crowd a good couple times, and we had to stop the show once when he started fearless for the first time cause someone passed out (which, like, i feel bad for this, but het hours part 2 when he said "stop the show" and everyone legitimately stopped everything...i get why he's the dom, i get it) but we got back pretty soon
i met some awesome people, they were just so nice!! and everyone was pretty kind, signaled immediately when someone went down, and were pretty diligent about passing around water and making sure people around, strangers or not, were alright. so i'm pretty proud of us for that ngl.
i also got louis grey and green world tour hoodie cause it looked extremely comfortable and i figured yk why not, this might be the only time i get to go, you never know what's gonna happen, so might as well get something to make me happy (it did, it made me very happy, it's extremely warm and comfortable even if it was 70 fucking francs. worth it.) the cool thing (and by cool i mean panic) was that while standing in front of the barriers in front of the merch store, and pretty girl got all up on my back like pressed against me all proper and just went "sorry, hope i'm not bothering you, there's just loads of people trying to push me"
sweetheart you can push into me any day any time oh my god that felt like the start of my fanfic love story
(it wasn't, i just said "don't worry, you can stay as close as you want", enjoyed ten minutes of uninterrupted cuddle time with you i've now dubbed The Gay That Got Away, and then regretfully left cause i was late to catch the next train)
so all in all, it was an amazing experience that i hope everyone gets the chance to enjoy at least once in their life, i made a ton of friends, managed not to have an anxiety attack (at least so far, but i'm feeling pretty good about everything) and i no longer have a voice, pretty much constant bi panic throughout everything but i'm not even mad about it. it was awesome. 10/10 would do again
(also peep my larry red string of fate concert shirt cause it got a decent amount of attention and i'm very proud of it)
hahahha! This is lovely. Thank you so much for sharing you show with us! I love the t-shirt. Sounds like a great time.
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Elyan? 😃
Favorite thing about them: his sarcasm and fearless chaos, tied with his kindness 🥰
Least favorite thing about them: 5x06.
Favorite line: "So he's like that with all the maids in camelot?"
OTP: Perelyan 🥰 VERY closely followed by Elyaine
brOTP: Hi and gwen and leon 🥺
nOTP: Ummm please nobody murder me but i kind of only like Merelyan out of the principle that if everyone else gets shipped with Merlin you sure as fuck better ship Elyan with him too but actually?? They just don't inspire me very much even tho they have so much in common i think it's just my weird i kinda find merlin boring now thing 🙈
Random headcanon: His favourite colour is purple hands down. He is trans, gay, and ace depending on how I'm feeling. Once Gwen becomes queen he deliberately gets into loaded political arguments with annoying nobles just to win them by saying well my sister's the queen and running off. He is good at a lot of things, but cooking is not one of them. He is the entire castle's resident bug guy, a servant finds a spider at 2am on the other side of the castle? They tell the nearest guard to fetch Sir Elyan. He has innatentive type ADHD. He is a YOUNGER sibling and i will die on this hill.
Unpopular opinion: He is flat out the best knight and not just in an exclude him and i kill you way. Like he doesn't have a big defined 'thing' that he is like the others do (like lance is honourable knight, gwaine is the flirty one, leon is the mum one, percy is Arm), and if i was being EXTREMELY generous that could be why people tend to overlook him (u know that's not it tho) but I'd argue it makes him a way better character like for the amount of screentime he got he has so many dimensions he has such an interesting backstory, wardrobe, relationships, motivations... just. HIM
Song i associate with them: luck by american authors
Favorite picture of them:
Serene
Smiley 🥺
Swords can be a love language actually ❤
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Happy Birthday Burnsy!
The Country AU -- I'm Gonna Live Where The Green Grass Grows
Pairing: Drake x Alyssa, Liam x Riley, and a whole host of other TRR characters.
A/N: This was a silly little idea I had months ago for an AU built around the places and people where I grew up. I never had plans to actually write it, but I mentioned it to Burns, and well ... she wanted it lol so here we are. And she’s already read half of this and is the one who made the mood board for it and the song inspo hahaha. Thank you to @mskaneko for the edits of our OTP’s, and @charlotteg234 for pre-reading the first half of this.
Trigger warning: Gun usage, hunting, mild language ... I think that’s it
@burnsoslow
My dearest friend, when I think back at where we were one year ago, I can’t help but be reminded of the vastly different world we live in now. On February 5, 2020, there was no covid keeping us sheltered and fearful, families were complete, jobs were stable, and so many of the things we worried about then simply pale in comparison to now, Life wasn’t so bad. But here we are with all these new changes and mindsets. Through it all, one thing remained consistent: YOU. You have been my strength, my rock, the anchor that grounded me. We have cried together, laughed a lot together, worried for each other, and celebrated those small victories that were important to each other. And I get so happy when someone comments about how much they love the friendship between Riley and Alyssa because it's the most real part of Fearless. If anyone ever wanted to know what we’re like, it's all written out in that story. I’ve got your back, and you have mine. You’re my best friend and I just love the hell out of ya! I hope your birthday is amazing and that this fic is everything you wanted for this AU.
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On Sunday mornings in southern Georgia, you did one of two things: You woke up early for church services or woke up late to watch NFL football.
Some people figured out a long time ago how to do both.
Sitting in the back pew of the First Cordonian Church of Everlasting Peace, Alyssa Walker sat quietly with the sweetest southern belle smile, nodding her head along to the beautiful words spoken during Pastor Hakim’s sermon and hiding a pair of earbuds lodged in each ear.
She and her husband, Drake, had laid claim to the pew when they were teens trying to sneak a kiss or two during prayers. After ten years of marriage, they no longer needed to sneak kisses but stayed in that same seat, believing the biggest sinners should stay as far away from the minister as possible. Why be the barrier that may prevent the spirit from reaching the rest of the congregation? The couple felt it was the least they could do.
They were actually pretty good folks and well respected in their community. Alyssa had taught first grade for eight years at the local elementary school, where her two children, nine-year-old Audrey and six-year-old Patrick, also attended. Her best friend since third grade, Riley, was the art teacher there.
Drake worked nearby as the lead mechanic at Rys and Sons Chevrolet out on North Ramsford Avenue. Constantine had owned the auto dealership for 35 years before passing it down to his sons, Leo and Liam, when he ran for and became the town's mayor. Leo peaced out, heading to South Florida, while Liam took on the sole responsibility of ownership himself.
And while most people in this sleepy little town of Cordonia were Falcons fanatics, Alyssa grew up rooting for the team where her parents were born and raised before settling in Georgia as newlywed lawyers: The Chicago Bears.
With the game against the Packers blaring into her ear, she kept a keen eye on the rest of her fellow parishioners. When they clapped, she clapped. When they sang, she sang. She raised her hands in hallelujahs when they did. She had learned to read lips and could “Amen” and “Praise God” right on cue with the rest of them. All the while, she sat in contentment, listening to her weekly football games.
“The score with 14 seconds left in the second quarter is Chicago -- 14, Green Bay -- 17. The Bears have the ball on the 5-yard line. It’s third and goal. If Trubisky can score here, they’ll go into the locker room at halftime with a lead for the first time in this game, or possibly tie it all up with a field goal after this down. This is a huge, HUGE play, Jim ...”
Alyssa twined her fingers together and lowered her forehead onto them as she waited with bated breath for the announcer to call the play-by-play. As far as anyone else knew, she was praying fervently for the Hebrews crossing the parted Red Sea away from Pharoah's army that the pastor was chronicling.
“And here comes the snap. Trubisky backs up. He tosses to Robinson in the end zone. OHHH! So close… batted away by Alexender …”
“JESUS!” Alyssa yelled out in anger. With earbuds in, she didn’t realize how loudly that just came out of her mouth. Drake nudged her in the thigh. She glanced over at him for a second before he nodded to the 123 pairs of eyes that had all turned at once in her direction. It instantly dawned on her that everyone in the congregation heard the outburst.
Feeling the color drain from her face, Alyssa placed a hand over her chest and addressed, “I am soooo into this sermon, Hakim. Woohoo! Go, Jesus, go!” She pumped her fist in the air like she was rooting him on.
Drake dropped his face onto Patrick’s shoulder, who was sitting on his lap, to cover the incessant laughter that threatened to spill out of him. He was doing a terrible job of it, as a momentary burst of muffled snickers could be heard through the sound of the game playing in Alyssa’s ear. Her husband was nothing but a big kid himself -- she wouldn’t change that for anything.
“Mommy,” Audrey whispered next to her. “It’s about Moses. Not Jesus.”
Alyssa smiled, patting her daughter’s knee. “Same thing, baby. They both performed miracles.” She cut her eyes to the phone hidden under the cardigan draped across her thighs. “And the Bears need a miracle right now, guys,” she muttered, “Part those shithead Packer’s defensive line, Lord. It’s time to help my Bears get to the promised land.”
“Going for it on fourth down, Trubisky drops back. The Packer defense is putting a lot of pressure on the Bear’s offensive line. Every man is covered in the end zone. He has no one to throw to, Jim. They’re running out of time. Four seconds left. And, NOOO, they sack Trubisky on the 10-yard line … WAIT THE BALL IS LOOSE … THE BALL IS LOOSE ... he fumbled the ball. The Packers are scrambling to get it. There are green and white jerseys all over that ball. BUT LOOK … Green Bay’s Klark picks it up. He’s running the other way … and he just slipped … he just slipped, and the football fell right into the hands of Chicago’s Robinson --”
Alyssa grabbed Drake’s thigh, her fingers digging deeply with hope and panic. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” her stressed words weren’t audible to the crowd, but they were speaking volumes in her heart.
“--Robinson’s on the 20, now 15, he’s sweeping past the defense to the 10 -- 5 -- TOUCHDOWN, CHICAGO!!!”
"FUCK YES!" Alyssa jumped up, her arms outstretched in a V shape. “Hallelujah. Holy shit. Thank ya, Jesus.” She let out a huge sigh of relief, feeling nothing short of elated, not concerned in the slightest by the heads that twisted around again.
Hakim stood slack-jawed from the raised platform for a moment, his tallish physique slouching on the pulpit, before adjusting the microphone and clearing his throat deeply. "I'm certainly glad, Sister Alyssa is ... feeling the spirit this morning."
"I am feeling it, Brother Hakim," She shook her head profusely. "I. Am. Feeling it." She shot him a dimpled grin.
Drake snorted loudly, covering his face with one hand and grabbing the side of her dress to pull her back down with the other.
They turned to each other, neither one able to control the snickering and shaking of their bodies. Drake lifted a sleeping Patrick over his shoulder while Alyssa grabbed Audrey's hand; the Walker couple decided they were too immature for church this morning.
They laughed all the way to the parking lot.
"It's never a dull moment with you, baby girl," Drake chuckled, turning over the ignition.
"You know me …” She blew on her nails before rubbing them against her chest. “... just doing the Lord's work."
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It was customary in Cordonia for families to gather together each week for a big supper after church.
The Walkers traditionally took turns hosting with Liam and Riley, and Constantine and Regina. This week's meal was at the elder Ryses.
Sitting down at the dining room table, everyone licked their chops, hungry and ready to dig into all the made-from-scratch southern goodness Mrs. Regina had prepared: Fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, coleslaw, macaroni and cheese, green beans with hamhock, corn-on-the-cob, deviled eggs, biscuits, sweet tea, and coffee. It was all accompanied by two containers of broccoli salad, Alyssa picked up from the Piggly Wiggly deli after church, and Riley's lopsided carrot cake.
There was always a lot of food, a lot of love, and what would it be in a small town without a little gossip here and there.
"Regina, you've outdone yourself on this meal," Liam raved while placing his five-month-old son in a high chair and fastening the clasps. "If it tastes as good as it smells, we're all in for a big treat."
Everyone agreed as she sat down, Constantine pushing her chair in with a peck to the top of her head. "Thank you, Liam." She looked up at her husband with a sincere smile, rubbing his arm. "Only the best for our family."
She meant every word of that as she and Constantine glanced around the table at all the cheerful faces of the people they loved most — that included Drake and his family.
Drake's father had been the sheriff for many years before his untimely death, while the younger Walker was a teen. Connie had never met a braver, more hard-working man than Jackson; the now mayor stepped in after that death to be the father figure in Drake's life. Drake was already best friends with Liam, and over time, the family just considered him one of their own. Drake and Alyssa's children referred to them as Mamaw and Papaw Rys.
As everyone settled in and passed the food around the table, the doorbell rang; 7-year-old Ellie -- Liam and Riley's oldest -- jumped up to answer it. With everyone focused on getting their helpings, Riley leaned over and whispered to Alyssa, "Any more scoop on Savannah?"
Alyssa passed the potatoes to her and answered in a hushed tone, "I drove past her house yesterday ... Chuck was there. His big rig was backed right up into the driveway. They're not even trying to hide it anymore."
"I knew it." Riley slapped a scoop of potatoes onto her plate, passing them across to Liam. "When does Bertrand get back from that Bankers Convention in Atlanta?"
"I think Max said on Tuesday. And I guarn-damn-tee, Chuck will be there until then."
"Of course he will. Have you told Drake yet?"
Alyssa shook her head, peeking over at her husband, who was in hog heaven, dousing everything on his plate with white gravy, blissfully unaware of their idle chitchat. She turned back to Riley. "Not yet. You know how protective he is. I'll need to hide the gun cabinet keys when he finds out ... if he finds out. You remember how upset he got when Bianca got caught at the Love's Truck Stop with Landon Ebrim over the summer. His mama can do what she wants, but not with a married man."
Riley agreed with a nod before taking a sip and swallowing her sweet tea. "Ya know, I've never seen sweet Emmaline that angry."
"Yeah, me neither. She sure whopped ass that day." They both giggled lightly. "Landon's dentures flew clean across that truck lot."
"I saw her the other day at the Food Lion, grinnin' like a baked possum. Got that ol' dog for everything he had."
Alyssa huffed, "Cept' his nuts."
Ellie ran back in and hopped in her chair. "Miss Olivia is here!"
Alyssa stiffened, clutching her fork a little tighter before letting out a faint groan. Not that she didn't like the Assistant Principal of Cordonia Elementary -- she was her boss, after all, and they grew up together -- she could just be a little off-putting, sometimes with her treatment of Drake. In light of Olivia's recent divorce, she had, however, started directing most of her scorn on her ex-husband, Anton.
Everyone greeted Olivia as she strolled in behind the youngster, shrugging her jacket off and tossing it on a counter with her purse. "I smelled your chicken and taters all the way from Lythikos Drive, Regina. You know how I love a good rib stickin' meal."
"Is Travis and Waylon here?" Patrick piped up eagerly from the children's table, hoping to have some boys to play with rather than the three little girls who kept ganging up on him.
Olivia pulled out a chair and started loading her plate down. "They're with their daddy this weekend, sugar. I'll tell them you asked about them."
Drake lifted his coffee mug, not making eye contact with anyone. "Speaking of ... I saw Anton yesterday at the Dollar Tree ... with someone." He smirked into his drink. While everyone else knew who and was trying to avoid the elephant in the room, he owed her for years of squabble.
"Who? Madeleine?" Olivia spat, adding heaping spoonfuls of sugar to her already overly sweetened tea. "Bless her rotten heart, he was seeing her before our break up. Moved in with her right after the divorce was final, so I hope she's enjoyed cookin' and cleanin' after my youngins' all weekend, cause she's gonna be doin it a hell of a lot more now that she got herself fired."
Madeleine was a bank teller in the drive-thru at First Cordonia and also Leo's ex-fiancee.
"Madeleine got fired?" Alyssa asked in surprise. "She's been there for years."
The redhead swirled the sugar around in her tea with a spoon before licking it off and continuing, "Mmm-hmm. Bertrand caught her on video, stuffing her gaudy drawers into the vacuum tubes at the bank and sending them to that bastard when he drove through to make a deposit. He was making deposits alright. Right between her scrawny, cankled ass --"
"Olivia!" Liam quickly interjected, knowing once she got going, it would likely turn R-rated with several little ears listening. "I'm dying to hear how the Christmas Festival for next Saturday is coming along." He shot a look across the table at Drake for getting her worked up. Drake simply grinned.
By late afternoon, supper had been eaten, dishes cleaned, and pants unbuttoned. After a couple of hours of chatting on the back porch and watching the kids play, the two younger couples packed up leftovers Regina insisted they take home and were ready to hit the road.
Liam and Riley lived next door and walked out with the Walkers who were making their way to the Tahoe parked on the street.
Alyssa bounced and cooed over baby Jacob before handing him back to Riley and getting into the vehicle's passenger seat.
Liam was leaning into the driver's side window, having a casual discussion with Drake about the opening day of deer season next Saturday and asking what time he wanted to head out.
Alyssa was half-listening and half-working the stereo when an idea popped into her head. "You know what would be fun?” Both men stopped talking and glanced over at her. “We should all go?”
Drake knit his brows. “Go where?
“Hunting. We can make it a double date. You and me, Riley and Liam. The great outdoors. Some quality time together. I’ll even make snacks for everyone. It’ll be fun,” her voice was chipper. She was excited about it.
She was also deadly serious.
So were the dubious looks Drake and Liam gave each other over the thought of taking their wives on the most important hunting event of their year. Not that either didn't enjoy spending time with their significant others, but hunting was a whole different world. It was a one-person sport where you spent the day away from reality and responsibilities and just enjoying the great outdoors —a place to be alone and experience the thrill of a good hunt.
“Guys, I’m serious. We go fishing together, and I’ve shot targets plenty of times. I really wanna go hunting with you. Riley wants to go too, don't you?” She cast an inquisitive glance out her window at Riley, who glared back with the biggest what-the-fuck look she'd ever made. “See, she wants to go too.”
“Baby,” Drake began softly, giving her knee light squeezes. “I don’t mind taking you, but this is opening day. We’ll be in the woods for hours, in the cold. It’s not really what someone would consider a ‘date.’ And we’re going to the Festival that night … we’ll get a chance to spend time together there.”
She held his gaze as her lips began to quiver. “I understand. You .. you need time to be away from me, and it was a dumb idea anyway --”
“No,” Drake cut in. His heart plummeted from the sadness in her voice and eyes. “That’s not it at all. I love spending time with you. And if you really want to do this, then … let’s do this.”
“Really? We can go together?” Drake nodded with a smile before she squealed in his ear and pulled him into a tight hug. “I can’t wait! Thank you!”
Stuffing his hands in his pockets, Liam let out a heavy breath as he looked over at Riley -- The woman he knew would not be a fun hunting partner next week -- still standing on the sidewalk, appearing like she might faint. “Yeah ... I can’t wait either.”
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Saturday. 5:15 a.m. The cellphone alarm on Drake’s bedside table let off a series of rhythmic beeping sounds and vibrations.
The alarm wasn’t needed. The man had been awake for hours, listening to his wife's gentle snores; the anticipation of bringing home at least a 12-pointer keeping him from falling back asleep.
Letting out a ferocious yawn and a hearty stretch, he picked up his phone to dismiss the alarm and rolled over to wake Alyssa.
With her ass perfectly curled into the space between his stomach and thighs, his hands settled on her curvy hip, jostling her slightly. “Time to get up, my little peach. We gotta get crackin’ before all the good deer are gone.”
“I just need one more hour, okay? Thanks,” she protested with a drowsy murmur, pulling the pillow over her head.
Drake chuckled, rubbing soothing circles over her back. “No. We have to get up now. We’re wasting time, sleepyhead. Unless … you don’t want to go.”
Alyssa’s heavy eyes stung as she tried to peel them open one at a time. “No, I wanna … go ...” she trailed. Her eyes slowly shut again, and she was out.
On a day like today, Drake was usually up and ready in ten minutes. Once he could finally get his wife out of bed, dressed, and back awake again from where she fell asleep on the toilet, it was close to 45 minutes.
Maxwell, who was also a childhood friend and the music teacher where Alyssa taught, rented the room over their garage. He agreed to come down that morning and watch the kids while the pair spent their morning in the woods. Bianca used to help out in that regard, but the kids complained she slept the whole time, and Alyssa was pretty sure her mother-in-law smoked pot around them.
Drake loaded up the truck, placing his rifle and a smaller .22 caliber for Alyssa behind the seat. Dragging herself slowly to the vehicle, the night sky still pitch black and her breath turning to thick vapors in the frigid air, she listlessly tossed a Taylor Swift tote bag on the floorboard and climbed in.
Drake looked at his phone after everything was packed up to see if Liam had sent a message about being late. It was unusual for him not to be there already. Typically, his best friend was up and at his house before Drake was even ready. He sent off a quick text to check.
Drake: Where you at, man?
Liam: Running late. Riley had to put makeup on and do her hair.
Liam: I’m having so much fun already 😑
Liam: snark
Drake: Lyss couldn’t decide which gloves looked the best with her orange vest. I guess she wants to impress the deer before she kills them.
Liam: We’re not catching deer today. We’ll be lucky if we catch a cold. Be there in 10.
Twenty minutes later, Liam’s gray Silverado pulled onto the Walker’s gravel drive. Riley had wanted biscuits and gravy from McDonald's, and she had to run back inside to pee, so that set them back. But, with everyone now there, they were finally ready to head out.
Just down the rural road from where Drake and Alyssa lived, the current sheriff of Cordonia, Bastien, owned several acres of unoccupied land that he used for recreation. He had been a close friend of Drake’s dad and agreed to let Drake and Liam hunt and fish on his property whenever they wanted.
Turning onto the dirt road and opening the gate, the four friends arrived at their spot just as dawn was breaking.
No one spoke much as they trekked through the mud, sticks, and brittle fall leaves that littered the path to the deer stands. Riley and Alyssa were too exhausted to say anything. Drake and Liam just weren’t used to talking at all.
"Riley, love,” Liam whispered softly. “Can you watch how you’re walking? The noise is going to scare the deer away.”
“I can’t help it if … " She reacted loudly in frustration before Liam placed a finger over his lips, and she resumed speaking more quietly. “I can’t help it if there're leaves everywhere. I’m walking on them as delicately as possible.”
“How much further? I think my toes are frozen and I need coffee.” Alyssa bemoaned while walking on the balls of her heels. Drake was basically dragging her sluggish body by the hand. Her eyes were still drooping from exhaustion with every careful step.
“Just over yonder of that fence row is our stand.” He pointed out.
Alyssa aimed her flashlight around the woods in several spots. "And where do we pee at?"
Liam lightly snorted as Drake answered matter-of-factly. "Just over yonder of that fence row below our stand."
"Oh ... " her tone was small and apprehensive, "... I guess that's ... okay." She glanced back timidly at Liam, who was following close behind.
He shielded his eyes from the beam of her flashlight in his face and frowned. "I'm not going to watch you pee, Alyssa."
Riley gasped, "Eww! I don't want Drake watching me pee either."
"Shhhhh." Liam was quick to remind her again of the volume of her voice.
"Stop, shushing me, Liam! Those deer don't know I'm out here."
Drake grunted, then whipped around to face the three of them. "Would you keep your voices down? No one's watching anybody take a piss," he whisper-yelled. "Lyssa and I will be at least a hundred yards away from ya'll. Riley, I promise you can piss your little heart out, and I won't see it."
"We're separating?" Alyssa asked wistfully. "What if I need to ask Riley something, and she can't hear me yelling across to her?"
"You'll just have to ask her when we're done, baby girl. And ... please don't yell questions to her while we're out here. Low voices."
They continued on with their noisy hike.
"Having so much fun," Liam grumbled to himself.
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Liam and Riley headed to their tree stand as Drake helped Alyssa climb up the ladder to theirs.
The stand and ladder were made of plywood -- chipped and faded from years of exposure to the elements -- and were attached at the apex to an oak tree about twenty feet off the ground. At the top it had enough room to take a step onto, with a wooden seat just wide enough to accommodate them. One plank rail came out on both sides.
Alyssa plopped down onto the seat, clutching her tote bag of goodies on her lap. She lifted the brim of the orange beanie she borrowed from Drake -- that smelled of animal carcass and gun powder -- above her eyes and peered out to the wilderness spread monumentally below. She closed her eyes and slowly inhaled the fresh, dewy air, taking in the sounds of twittering birds, branches clashing from the nearby squirrel frolicking on them, and the rippling of a bubbling brook streaming down the hill.
A pleasant warmth overcame her as Drake's much larger body sat down next to her and protected her from the frosty wind blowing in from his side.
Alyssa wrapped her arms around his waist, snuggling into him. "I can see why you like this so much. It's so quiet and peaceful ... look how purty it is out here, Drake. It's just real purty, isn't it?"
Working diligently on getting their gear together, he stopped briefly to look out; affection glowed in his eyes. “It sure is, darlin’. Almost as purty as you ... and notice I said 'almost.'” He winked, and Alyssa blushed, feeling that same love trickling up inside her she'd had since they were teenagers. Drake could charm the pants off a chipmunk, but she was thankful he only used that gift on her.
"Sooo ... " She drawled in her thick Southern accent. "How long will it be before the deer start coming out?"
Drake drew the barrel of her gun back after loading it with shells and explained, "Don't know. It could be minutes. It could be a few hours. Just whenever they head this way, I reckon."
Perplexed, Alyssa nodded slowly. "A few hours? I s'pose that's okay. What do you do while you're waiting?"
He shrugged, passing a gun to her. "You just ... sit here."
"You just sit here and do what?"
Drake leaned over to kiss into her orange cap and replied, "Wait."
"Wait." She acknowledged. "I can do that. I'll just sit here ... and wait."
Several minutes had passed, and Alyssa was already bored with listening to nature, Drake's gurgling stomach, and sitting quietly with nothing to do. Every so often, a shotgun blast was heard in the distance, signifying either someone out there had gotten their prize or Riley had driven Liam insane. It was the only break from the monotony that came with the boredom of sitting in a tree for who knew how many hours.
Letting out a giant exhale that caught Drake's attention, she propped her rifle against the railing and pulled the cloth tote that was sitting between her boots into her lap. Rummaging through the bag, she pulled out her phone and began thumbing out a message.
Drake furrowed his brows and asked, "What're you doin'?"
"Just texting Riley,' she answered dismissively. He shook his head and leaned it back against the tree while she formulated her message.
Alyssa: You still alive over there? How's it going?
Riley: This is boring as shit.
Riley: And now my texting is apparently scaring away the deer. F the deer Liam. F all the damn deer!!!! What were you thinking, Lyss?
Alyssa: I was thinking we could spend quality time with our husbands. The men we love and cherish with all of our hearts. I’m having a great time with Drake so far 😍😘
Alyssa: And no one twisted your arm to come bitch.
Riley: Liam's just staring through binoculars. He hasn’t spoken in 20 minutes except to tell me to point the gun away from him or to quit moving. Let’s go get our hair did at Adelaide's.”
Alyssa: OHHH Yes! And get Chinese food ... CRAB RANGOONS!! I'll have Drake drive us back. Girls Day Out. Love you!
Drake let out a belch and blew it away when Alyssa turned to him with a dazzling smile and a sparkle in her blues. "Can you drive Riley and me back to the house?"
"What? Right now?" he shrieked. She answered him with a cheerful nod. "What happened to all that talk about wanting to spend quality time with me?"
"I still do. But ... we're just sitting here, not really doing anything. I could be getting my hair done for tonight's festival. I also have a ton of laundry to do, some papers to grade, and I’m supposed to be making the Devereaux’s famous peach cobbler for the raffle. If I leave now, I’ll have time to do all of it.” Alyssa knew she probably wouldn’t do half of that, and Audrey would likely make the cobbler, but it made the situation sound more urgent.
"It's opening day, baby. I'm not leaving this spot." He reached into the pocket of his overalls and pulled out his keys. "If you and Riley wanna take my truck, I'll ride back with Liam."
She gave him an exasperated look. "I don't know my way back to the truck. And I sure as hell know Riley doesn't."
He smirked, stuffing his keys back. "Then you're stuck."
The next hour was brutal. Alyssa texted Riley to alleviate the boredom for several minutes, but there had been no responses in a long while. She wasn't aware that Liam tossed her friend's phone over the hill when she started making TikTok videos of her plight -- Liam took his deer hunting seriously: No noise meant no noise.
Drake wasn't much better; he was quieter than his usual self. It wouldn't have been so bad if she could at least talk. An occasional whispered word was not going to cut it.
Alyssa sighed heavily. She wiggled around for comfort. She unwrapped a Nutty Bar. She crunched. She opened a can of pop. She tapped her fingers. She flipped the pages of a magazine. Each one got that look from Drake that let her know it was too loud. If she ever made it out of there, she planned to jabber and stir until she couldn't do it anymore.
After another half-hour of stewing quietly in her thoughts without a sign of a deer anywhere, Alyssa decided now was the time to finally just talk.
"Do you ever think about having another baby?" It was a topic that had been on her mind for a while. To her surprise, Drake didn't give her a look or even freak out the way she anticipated. Despite his own rule of silence, he even responded in kind.
"Yeah. Kind of a lot."
Her right brow darted up. "Really?"
Drake took a breath and shifted the gun across his lap. "I mean, of course. It's always been my dream to settle down and have a bunch of youngin's with the woman I love." He studied her lit-up face; he'd swore she'd gotten more beautiful with age. That's why he hesitated when he added, "But ... "
Her shoulders slumped at his words, and a deflated look impressed upon her face. "But ... " The word barely made it past her lips.
Drake reached for her hand and gripped it tightly. "Lyssa, we have so much going on right now. You're working on National Boards, Audrey has piano recitals and basketball, Patrick has peewee football and Boy Scouts. We barely have time -- except for right now -- for just ... us. I'm not saying,"never"... just that right now ... isn't a good time."
"I understand that, but ... we've always made it work. And don't you miss those tiny little fingers wrapped around yours? And the way they smell fresh out of the bath? And those chubby little cheeks pressed up against yours?" she goaded.
“Of course I do. I remember the first time I held Audrey and PJ in my arms -- there’s just no better feeling in the world than ...to look down ... " Drake paused as his voice cracked, and his brown eyes glistened like glass. " ... and to see someone so small ..." When she sniffled, it made it that much harder for him to speak. "... that you created with the woman you've loved since you were 16 years old. But I like who they are now, and watching them grow, and doing things with them ... And, well ... there’s no shit clean up.”
“You obviously haven’t washed Patrick's clothes in a while,” Alyssa retorted with a chuckle that brought out one in her husband.
"I’ll have to talk to him about that." He gazed deeper into her eyes. "But I do love you ... more than all the peaches in Georgia, Lyssa Claire.”
Alyssa smiled.“That’s what you said to me when you promised to marry me when we were teens.”
Drake returned his own smile. “I did. I remember like it was yesterday too. Sitting in your parent’s basement, watching Friends reruns, eating pizza, making out. And hell, it’s still as true today as it was then. Somehow, even more."
Their cold lips parted and joined halfway for a fervent kiss, with Drake's hand meandering around the subtle groove at the junction of her waist. Just as it became more intense and desirous, a rustling of twigs off in a nearby thicket caught Drake's ear, and he broke away, his eyes scoping the perimeter. Alyssa wasn't offended, she heard it too, and her heart raced with excitement.
Lifting the binoculars hanging from his neck, he spotted two deer eating from a blackberry patch some thirty yards away. He pointed in their direction; Alyssa gave a quick thumbs up, letting him know she saw them too.
Drake carefully lifted the rifle resting in his lap as Alyssa leaned forward and squinted to get a better visual. "Is that a buck and a doe?" she whispered, not moving an inch.
"Sure as fuck is." He mounted the stock of his .30 caliber, Winchester, just beneath his collarbone; the rush of this moment coursed ravenously through his body. He lined up the scope and placed a steady finger on the trigger -- his thumb pulling the hammer back.
“Wait.” Alyssa loudly whispered. “You can’t shoot him.”
"I'm gonna. Better cover your ears."
"No, Drake. There's a doe with him. What if that's his wife? You can't just leave her all alone without him."
"Lyss, this is the whole reason we're out here."
"So you can make a widow out of her?"
"No ... so I can make deer chili out of him."
Alyssa's mouth flew open. "No. No. RUUUUUUUUN! RUUUUUUN!"
Drake pulled his face away from the scope and fired her a look. "What the hell are you doing? They're getting away!"
She tilted her chin boldly. "I don't care. That was her husband, and they're in love, and you can't take that away from them. I would be so sad if we were just out eating berries and someone came up and shot you, ALL SO THEY COULD EAT DRAKE CHILI!".
Drake dropped his head. He knew there was no point in arguing with her. As long as he’d known her, she was stubborn, and at that moment, she was dead set in believing those two deer were living out the greatest romance of all time. Nothing he said or did would change her mind on that.
A thought emerged while he attempted to comprehend the logic of the situation. Those deer ran off in the direction where Liam was set up. Maybe if he could give his friend a heads up, it was still possible at least someone would leave those woods with the prized buck.
Turning his back from Alyssa so that she couldn't stop him, he pulled a small walkie-talkie from his pocket and radioed Liam. Alyssa knew what was up and jumped to her feet, thrusting her arms around him in an attempt to stop the travesty.
"You can't do this, Drake," she hollered, "That’s her soulmate. And why don't I have a walkie-talkie? I want a walkie-talkie!"
While seated next to Liam, Riley was swinging her legs, purposefully making the soles of her boots scrape against the platform. Liam tried to ignore her; maybe he had been a little too uptight about every little noise and utterance she made. But this was playing a whole different ballgame now: she was now making it her mission to piss him off.
Prepared to pound his head against the tree, Liam gritted his teeth, skimming his eyes in her direction. "Love, do you have to do that?"
"Did you have to throw my phone in the woods?" She spat back.
Liam rubbed his hand over his face. "No, and I am sorry that. I apologize for all of eternity. I promise I will get you another one as soon as we get back, okay?”
Riley huffed. "Fine, but that phone had all of my contacts on it. It had our babies' pictures and videos on it ... our vacation photos. I can't get those memories back ever, and I have to find it, and God only knows where it landed. It could be ..." She stopped rattling on when she caught sight of the distressed look Liam was giving her. Knitting her brows, Riley asked, "What?"
"Nothing ... just ... can you lower your voice a little? You're gonna scare the deer away,"
He regretted it as soon as it came out.
“LIAAAAM!”
He saw the steam gushing out of her ears. There was no time to answer the incoming call on his walkie-talkie from Drake.
Belting out a furious screech, Riley jumped up and tried to jerk the gun from his hands. There was no question she wouldn't shoot him, but she'd sure as hell shred his favorite gun apart piece-by-piece and toss them all the way to Portavira Lake on the other side of town.
Riley tugged with all of her might. "I have HAD IT with being quiet for those damn deer, Liam. HAD IT!"
"Sweetheart, you need to calm down ..." He stood up in front of her, pulling back on the rifle even harder, surprised -- and not pleasantly so -- his considerably smaller wife had this much struggle in her.
"Don't you sweetheart me. You have shushed me for the last time, Liam Preston Rys!"
“Okay, I’m sorry! But can you at least admit us fighting over a gun is dangerous? Somebody is going to get seriously hurt, and I don’t want it to be you, Riley. Please. I won’t shush you anymore, I promise.” His face softened, eventually adorning a loving smile at his wife, who, with a sigh, was unable to resist that handsome face and relaxed her grip.
Riley gave him a half-smile in return. “I’m sorry, too. I’ve ruined your hunting trip.”
“Yes ... you did.” Liam agreed, dodging the playful slap she nearly made to his upper arm. “But I don’t want to fight anymore.”
With the War of the Ryses finally over, they went in for a makeup kiss until Drake’s voice called out to Liam again through his walkie talkie. Liam set the gun down on the bench and leaned it against the tree before he started digging into his pocket to answer the device. Riley dropped down onto the seat, her elbow brushed against the rifle and caused it to slide away until the barrel end hit the railing and set off a powerful blast.
When the ringing in both of their ears subsided, and the smoke had cleared, Liam and Riley collected themselves from the sudden spine-gripping explosion that shook them both. While Riley explained to Liam what happened, a hysterical sounding Drake came back over the walkie-talkie, wailing, “Alyssa’s been shot! Alyssa’s been shot! Help me!”
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Later that evening, in the courthouse square, the street was lit up with zig-zagged rows of red, green, and white lights. Strands of garland were wound around every lamppost in perfect spiraled loops, and red bows hung and waved with the wintry breeze.
With traffic rerouted away from the area, vendors lined sidewalks selling local goods to put the town's citizens in the festive spirit. What would this small town in Georgia have been without boiled peanuts, low country boil, fried green tomatoes, barbecue, and peach everything?
Once Constantine had lit the 30-foot spruce, surrounded by hundreds of merry people from all walks of life that made up this small community, the festival was officially kicked-off.
In a large tent set up on the square, Liam and Riley laid out styrofoam containers and drinks they’d purchased from a barbeque vendor on one of several picnic tables inside. With their two young daughters munching away on their meal, and the stroller with their sleeping son beside them, they both sat down with heavy hearts and restless minds.
Liam bit into his barbecue sandwich, noticing Riley only prodding at her mac-and-cheese while staring off into the distance. He didn’t have to ask what was wrong; he knew what happened that morning was bothering her with guilt and worry. It wasn’t every day she accidentally shot someone.
“Are you going to be okay?”
Riley shook her head slightly with a sad look. “No. It’s just not the same without Alyssa here. You know how much she loves Christmas and the festival. She was so looking forward to it too, until --”
“You shot her.”
“Yeeeeeesssss,” she cried out. Liam reached across the table and gave her hand a comforting squeeze, his thumb caressing her smooth skin. Riley continued to sniffle as she grabbed a handful of napkins and wiped the barbecue sauce off Liam’s sticky fingers that were now smeared all over hers. “I didn’t mean to, I swear it. And the way … and the way Drake cried. It broke my heart. Now he has her on bed rest AND house arrest. He won’t let her take calls. I’ll never see or hear from my bestie agaaaain.” The tears continued to flow in steady streams.
Liam stiffened, feeling the eyes of everyone in that tent, gawking at his overly-dramatic wife breaking down. He started to tell her to lower her voice, but after the gun battle in the woods, he thought better of it. “Riley, darlin’, you know Drake is really overprotective of Alyssa. And as scary as what happened was, she only needed the one stitch and band-aid for her graze wound. Something tells me Drake won’t be able to keep her down long.”
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Liam was right. As much as Drake tried to keep her in bed so he could wait on her hand and foot, protect her from the careless friends of the world who could inadvertently do his baby girl harm, and check to see if she needed a new band-aid every few minutes, he could not keep her down. She had been far too excited to hang out with the people she loved so much and celebrate at one of her favorite festivals.
Maxwell had left for the events with Audrey and Patrick an hour ago; they were part of the children’s caroling group and needed to be there early. Against Drake’s wishes, Alyssa showered, got dressed, and made sure he knew in no uncertain terms would he be able to prevent her from going. The only thing he knew to do was to go, follow her around the entire night, and make sure she wouldn’t get shot again.
They circled the block where everything was held several times, but spaces to park were impossible to find. Three blocks away was the church where they attended, and the parking lot was completely empty. Drake didn’t like the fact that Alyssa would have to walk so far in her debilitated condition and was prepared to haul her piggyback style if he had to, but this was the best spot he could find.
Drake moved the gearshift into park and reached over to grab Alyssa’s arm, who was already bounding out the door. He pulled Alyssa back inside, the chilly air blowing through her open door swept her straighten hair this way and that way.
She cocked her head to the side and exhaled, “Drake, I can open my own door. I’m not broken. It’s just a scratch. I’m fine.”
“I know.” He smiled that tenderhearted smile only Alyssa had ever seen. The same one sending a shudder through her already chilled body. “I changed my mind,” he replied simply
Alyssa slammed her eyes shut and groaned. “I just told you I was fine --”
“No, no,” He shook his head. “About having another baby. I want to start trying.”
Saddled with curiosity, she slid back into the truck and shut the door. “But, I thought you said we didn’t have time for that --”
“Yeah, I did say that. I still believe it. But … today made me realize that yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today …”
Alyssa’s hand flew to her mouth as she laughed out loud. Drake gave her a confused look before chuckling awkwardly to himself, “What’s so funny?”
She lowered her hand, still laughing. “You got that saying from a quote on a poster in my classroom. You’re the one who hung it up for me.”
The memory dawned on him, and he lowered his head, attempting to cover the guilty grin that spread over it. “Well, hell. Here I was trying to make you think I was all insightful and smart and stuff.”
Alyssa’s hand splayed across his rugged chest as she leaned over to kiss him.“You are very insightful and smart. You know I never settle for anything less than the best.”
“I s’pose.” he said, forking his fingers through his hair. “But … I guess what I wanted to say was … I know that bullet missed you, barely … but what if it hadn’t? What if I’d left those woods without you today? Just like you were afraid that doe might. Time wouldn’t matter anymore. There will NEVER be enough time with you. You’re my life, Alyssa Claire. You’re my lover, my friend, my heart, my confidante, my soul, my everything … my little peach. I want to experience all that life has given me with you as my wife … and forever make time with you.”
“DRAAAKEY!” she bawled, spreading her tiny arms wide around his bulky body. Alyssa drew him into her so hard it nearly crushed the wind right out of his lungs. “I -- love -- you -- so muuuch!” Drake patted her back and kissed into her hair as she sniveled into his shirt. He hated when she cried, but damn if this didn’t feel good to him. Anytime she was happy made him that way too.
They took a moment to kiss and pet each other a little before Alyssa sat up and asked, “So … when do you want to start trying for a new baby Walker?”
He shrugged. “Whenever you want, baby.”
Alyssa looked through the back window of the truck and scanned the parking lot. She bit her lip and looked back at him impishly. “What about … now?”
Drake’s eyes flew open wide. “In the church parking lot?”
Pursing her lips, she affirmed, “Yes. We’ve done it behind the Piggly Wiggly plenty of times. And let's not forget the ‘Great Ass Blow-out of 2019’ in the Atlanta Convention Center parking garage.”
“I will never forget that.” Drake shook his head as that momentous sexual experience replayed in his mind. “Mmmm, you performed magic that day, woman.”
She raised a brow and coaxed him on, “So? What’dya say?”
Drake took a tentative look around at the dark, empty lot, then back at her. “We’re so going to hell, but I’m in.”
“Eeeeeee,” she squealed, jerking his arm around in excitement. “Try to keep your ass out of the window this time, okay?”
Thirty minutes later, Pastor Hakim pulled into the church parking lot with Mara, the game warden, following behind in her truck. There had been several reports from passerby’s of loud animals howling and screeching behind the church. The stray cat population was out of control in that area, and several cats had burrowed their way inside the church on occasion.
Hakim parked his car, with Mara pulling in beside him. They both got out simultaneously and listened quietly to see if they could decipher where the commotion was coming from.
Within seconds, a load moan roared out, followed by several consecutive whimpers that were hard to make out by the duo.
Mara listened intently, then gestured with her flashlight to an area near the back of the lot where clusters of shrubs and dry brush bordered. Hakim ambled behind her, the noise getting closer and closer until the pastor's brow furrowed at the shaking of a nearby truck.
“Damn, teenagers,” he grumbled as they tipped toed discreetly.
Mara crouched down by the truck's tailgate, Hakim bending over while she duck-walked toward the driver's side door.
The game warden turned to the pastor and instructed, “On my three. 1 -- 2 -- 3.” They both jumped up at the same time, flashing the light inside the cab. “HAHA Caught ya! OH MY GOD!”
Alyssa, who was on top of Drake, completely naked except for the band-aid on her left arm, looked up in utter humiliation and shock. She crossed her arms over her chest to cover her breast, feeling like she might faint. Not knowing what to say at that moment to rectify their actions or why those two were still staring inside the truck, Alyssa smiled sheepishly. “I’m still feeling the spirit, Hakim.”
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Howdy! So I was just recently finding out about Valorant (and kinda sniping over Yoru and Phoenix)
SO! Can I requestest headcanons of Yoru and/or Phoenix helping a male reader cope with a radianite exposure? Powers caused are to your choice :)
[a/n: AND WE'RE BACK!!!! unannounced hiatus once again, but i feel like if i try and make excuses for it for the umpteenth time, i will implode from shame. so sorry for radio silence, but i do hope you enjoy regardless.]
[ yoru helping a male reader cope with radianite exposure ]
• first of all, radiant powers! i'm assuming by radianite exposure, you mean them becoming a radiant, but if i'm wrong feel free to correct me. i'm thinking he would have something immensely catastrophic, difficult to control, almost like calling forth a natural disaster. i chose this because of the maximum chance for angst, and the massive consequences for not being able to control it. perfect for this scenario!
• the world seems to crack and crumble in your very hands, the sickening scent of blood all around you, the glassy eyes of corpses, the liquid that stains your hands red - disaster unfolds around you. something the world has never seen, unpredictable and deadly, unknown and dangerous, but you know exactly what is causing it. you. this is your fault, and yours alone, no matter how loudly you screamed for it to stop.
• like sand slipping through your hands, the ground around your feet is breaking - but not once did it ever hurt you. a bitter sense of safety surrounded you, one that was disgusting in a way you couldn't describe. a pleading, desperate look fills your eyes as you turn to the agents. your precious colleagues that had followed you through the years, carefully selected to accompany you, and -
• that look in their eyes. oh, how could you have forgotten? tears fall against the bloodied floor beneath you. that was what you were, and would always be from now on. a monster. nothing but a-
• "y/n." who was it? the sound around you had crumbled into white noise, but you could still see a smear of blue with tear-ridden eyes. your hands trembled so intensely, but gloves held you regardless of the crimson shades. "y/n. look at me." and just like that, his voice became pristine against the noise flooding your ears, a tender thumb brushing the tear from your eyes. had you ever seen him look like that before?
• "it's okay, y/n." you didn't know how desperately you needed to hear those words until now. his fearless embrace without a second of reluctance, his regretful brown eyes - it was all a fleeting moment of weakness, one that yoru had never shown. given to such a monstrous, undeserving being like you . . . you simply melted into his arms, everything hushing into silence, back to the way everything was supposed to be - save for the quiet, broken sobs.
• " . . . ohhh, i see. that was such a touching proposal. congratulations - " says jett, arranging her OTP board from the sidelines. "shut the fuck up". and, as expected, yoru immediately bites back.
#valorant#valorant headcanons#valorant writing#riot games#yoru x reader#reader x yoru#valorant x reader#yoru valorant#valorant yoru#wooo[ooo#[passes out]
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Mike Chilton for the character ask
favorite thing about them:
Mike Chilton is just an amazing lad who I thank very much for giving me so much fun and laughter in 2012. I love him dearly because he's very protective of his friends (and car), did really crazy shit so the other Burners wouldn't find out that Chuck can't drive, and he's a goof ball.
OKAY SO LIKE THAT SCENE WHEN THEY'RE AT ANTONIO'S AND CRATER COMES UP AND STARTS THREATENING THEM. That fucking moment when Mike thinks he can kick Crater's ass with his weapon, and Crater just fucking blocks it and Mike is all like "Oh no..." and gets SENT into the pillar. tHAT WAS FUNNY AS FUCK
least favorite thing about them:
That he made fun of Chuck in FEARLESS for his tendency to scream when he zooms way over the normal speed limit. It still angers me. Like what the fuck Mike, its completely fucking normal for Chuck to scream like that since you drive like a mad man and jump off cliffs and other shit. Chuck could have DIED in that episode.
favorite line:
He has so many damn lines that are amazing, but his normal catchphrase is so close to my heart, and i use it a lot in my bios on websites. "Live Fast Live Free."
Also the line he says as he leaving Rayon's motel, "It's time to check out." or something like that, that made me cringe and laugh at the same time.
brOTP:
I believe Mike has like a bunch of friends with anyone, I can't specify who atm because brain is hurty
OTP:
Mike/Chuck, the ONE TRUE PAIRING I grew up with and I still stand by with it. Lmao, this also works as BROTP because they're friends. ALSO, the Burner OT5, all of them together, beautiful
nOTP:
Mike with any adult is a big NO. nu uh, I don't like that.
random headcanon:
Mike owns a few dogs, maybe. I can see he is a dog person. He HAS to own a few puppies.
unpopular opinion:
Damn, I'm bad at these lmao. UHHHHHHH? IDK
song i associate with them:
I used to have a playlist for Motorcity, but idk where it went, I have more songs for Chuck than I do for Mike. I have no clue lmao, im sorry.
favorite picture of them:
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“What I need is to save my friends"
Our fearless leaders are scrambling to save the hundred... again! 🏔️ With tension growing in Mount Weather, Clarke and Bellamy work with Raven, Octavia and the others to save their people. We're in for Finn's last handful of episodes and meet Emori, Echo & Lexa along the way.
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also for the character thing- Eda from TOH!
ayyy finally have enough emotional stability to answer this! though by the end i will be crying again probably <3
alright, i'm putting this under a read more because it's LONG (and could've been longer but i spared you):
favourite thing about them
HELP HOW DO I EVEN- I'LL BE HERE WRITING FOREVER? okay i sent a letter to wendie malick (eda's VA) a while back, so i'll just copy and paste some things i mentioned.
i relate to eda in a lot of ways. she’s cast out from society for being too wild, too unapologetically herself, and wanting to choose her own path, which just hits too close to home with a strict mother who adheres so much to “traditional” beliefs. i have to restrict myself and hide who i am to fit into her standard. eda doesn’t hide who she is, really, but the fact that she’s shunned for it and made to feel like a monster is just so oddly relieving to know that i’m not alone in feeling this way. she doesn’t care what anyone thinks and doesn’t let anyone change or control her- she made being the owl lady something to be proud of- which is so admirable and inspirational to know that you’re valid, no matter what.
another thing about eda is that she’s so estranged from her sister and everyone else in society, and she never really had anyone to count on, or any close family after lilith’s entrance to the coven. (excluding raine, but you haven't met them yet.) she was able to build her own little found family and find what makes her happy, all the while never losing what makes her her, which gives me so much hope. to know that kind of happiness is out there, even when things seem rough.
some other quick things: she's selfless, she's fearless, she's loving and kind and has a heart made of gold despite everything she's gone through.
while i relate to eda, she also makes up for things i don’t have personally. she’s such a kind and loving parental figure to luz and always has her back, which is just what we all deserve. she’s the kind of character i desperately wish was real so i could hug and tell her thank you for the comfort she’s given me and just everything she’s done for me.
least favourite thing about them
absolutely nothing. well, maybe the fact that she isn't real.
favourite line
everything?? but in particular: "i love you too, kiddo." "you've always looked down on me because i'm wild, but fortunately, that just made me work harder than you." "look, kid, everyone wants to believe they're "chosen". but if we all waited around for a prophecy to make us special, we'd die waiting. and that's why you need to choose yourself." "you gotta be your own witch." [starts reading the entire script of eda's requiem]
brOTP
hmm king and eda?
OTP
RAEDA RAEDA RAEDA RAEDA RAEDA RAEDA-
nOTP
i don't want to say it because it makes me sick but people who ship eda and luz... fuck right off thanks
random headcanon
EDA SHE/THEY NONBINARY BISEXUAL
unpopular opinion
wish she didn't forgive lilith and gwendolyn so quickly, but it was understandable for plot timing
song i associate with them
SHAKE IT BY METRO STATION
favorite picture of them
every screenshot i own in existence (which is a lot) but rn it’s this one
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Not your original Ratched anon, just another mutual who’s obsessed with Ratched too 😅 but just curious, what are your favorite things about Mildolyn and about mildred/Gwendolyn in general? If you don’t mind answering of course! :)
Hello, dear anon! Of course I don't mind answering!! I love any and all questions, especially Ratched questions. Ruminating over these ladies is one of my favorite pass times. <3
I'll start with the ladies themselves. Mildred... *sigh* I love Mildred mostly because I see a lot of myself in her. She's meticulous and deliberative and decisive. She values the way others perceive her and uses that perception to her advantage. But I think what I love most about her is the depth of her love and devotion for those she truly and honestly cares about. She has this surface-level caregiver thing, that comes from a more disconnected place of self-preservation, I think. But the way that she'll do anything to save or protect the people she loves or really empathizes with is really compelling for me.
Gwendolyn Briggs is one of my comfort characters, which isn't surprising given I relate so much to Mildred. I adore Gwen's bravery and fearlessness with her emotions. She wears her heart on her sleeve. She's strong and diplomatic and isn't afraid to stand up for herself and what she wants, even within the constraints of the society she lives in. And she's forgiving, even when it's hard. She has this goodness and this honesty about her that I love.
Mildolyn is my OTP. First, an older queer love story portrayed by older queer women!! I mean, come on! For me, it's how they've both wanted real, true love and had given up on it as a possibility. How they're both ready to risk it all for each other even though they barely know each other. How they balance each other. How their love for each other is inevitable and undeniable. And then they U-haul the fuck outta that shit! Goddamn if that isn't the shit I yearn for!
So yeah, this is far from a comprehensive list but I think I hit the high points. I have so many feelings about these two.
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Let’s Just Relax 📝
Break Up 📱
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In Love On Set 📱
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You Can’t Be Serious 📝
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Tobias Eaton
Important Dates 📝
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𝓓𝓾𝓷𝓴𝓲𝓻𝓴
Dunkirk cast
Part Of The Cast 📱
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Fast & Furious family
The Fury 📝
𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓐𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓾𝓻: 𝓛𝓮𝓰𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓢𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭
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The Great War 📝
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Queen 📝/ 📹
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JP Cappelletty
Dating 📱
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Jealosy 📱/ 📝
Fuck Off 📝
Have Some Fun 📝
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We Did It 📝
Puppy 💬
Machine Gun Kelly
Him & I 📝
She’s Mine 📝
ColsonxY/NJenner 📱
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Baby 📱
Mexican Dancer 📱
Tommy Lee’s daughter 📱/ 📹
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Nurse 📱
Shorty 📱
Tall Girl 📱/ 📝
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Disneyland 📱
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Style 📝
Beach Getaway 📱
Protege 📱
My Queen 📱/ 📝
Found Her 📱
Tattoo 📹 / 📝
Tattoo Parlour 📱
Spanish 📹
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Premiere 📱
She’s Into Metal 📝
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Queen Of Vampires 📝
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Happiest Boyfriend Ever 📝
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Way Too Good-looking 📝
All About Her 📱
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B-Day 📝
Pregananant! 📝
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Spa 📱
Tempting Fate 📝
𝓜𝓸𝓭𝓮𝓵𝓼
Francisco Lachowski
Silly Faces 📝
𝓟𝓪𝓹𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓸𝓷
Henri Charriere
Arrest 📝/ 📹
Jealousy 📝/ 📹
Kiss 📝/ 📹
𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓼
BTS
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Charlie Puth
She Won 📝
Derek Luh
Interview 📹
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Opening Act 📱
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Artist 📱
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Jax Teller
Something you don’t have 📝
Reason I exist 📝
Defending your honor 📝
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There is no ‘us’ 📝
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Fun Weekend 📝
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Here For You 📝
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You Look Perfect PART 1/PART 2/PART 3 📝
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Adam Milligan
Project 📝
Dean Winchester
I’m Loosing My Mind 📝
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𝓣𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓦𝓸𝓵𝓯
Isaac Lahey
Going Under 📝
Liam Dunbar
Determined To Protect 📝
Baby Sister 📝
Do You Still Remember? 📝
Feeling Used 💬
Tomboy 📝
You Got A Problem? 📝
Half Winchester 📝
Mccall pack
Coping PART 1/ PART 2 📝
Type 📝
Art Fair 🖼
Not Here Right Now 📝
Strong Character 📝
Telepath 📝/ 📹
Scott Mccall
Date? 📝
Smoke 📝/ 📹
Family Reunion 📝
Baby 📝/ 📹
Theo Raeken
Your Side 📝
Not As Alone PART 1/PART 2/PART 3 📝
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Our Own Pack 📝
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Cato
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Johanna Mason
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The Hunger Games
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Peeta Mellark
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Gavin Nichols
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Damon Salvatore
But Then You Came Along 📝
Kai Parker
Feelings Are Hard 📝
Lorenzo St John
I Knew I Loved You Then 📝
My Ship: Damon and Rose
My Vamire Diaries OTP 📱
Compelled 📹
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William “Ironhead” Miller
Like What You See? 📝/ 📹
Spitfire 📝/ 📹
Lucky I love you 📝/ 📹
𝓣𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽𝔂 Ø𝓷𝓮 𝓟𝓲𝓵ø𝓽𝓼
Josh Dun
The Big News 📝
Sparks Fly 📝
All Dressed Up 📝
Let Loose 📝
State Fair 📝
I’m In Love With You 📝
If I Could Think Of Anything 📝
Protect You 📝
I Believe In You 📝
That Band Sucks 📝
Dark Thoughts 📝
Tyler Joseph
Blood Run Cold: PART 1 / PART 2 📝
Oh Ms Believer 📝
Time Flies 📝
College Crush 📝
Puppy Love 📝
Until The Last Rose Dies 📝
State Fair 📝
Nice Hickeys You Got There 🔞 /📝
Enraged 📝
Teasing You 🔞 /📝
Disney World 📝
Can’t You See It 📝
Prom 📝
He’s Missing Out 📝
Hook You Up 📝
Lip Sync 🔞 /📝
The Boy You Met Last Night 🔞 /📝
A Perfect Day 📝
Danced Her Way Into My Heart 📝
The Meme Face 💬
𝓥𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓶
Eddie Brock
Destiny 📝
𝓥𝓲𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼
Bjorn Ironside
Shield Maiden 📝
Ivar the Boneless
You Don’t Want Me To Get Angry 📝
Your Place Is With Me 📝
The Cripple 📝
Floki’s Daughter 📝
Tiny Humans 📝
𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓬𝔂 𝓙𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓼𝓸𝓷
Half Sis 📝/ 📹
Leo Valdez
I’m Off 📝
𝓛𝓮𝓰𝓪𝓬𝓲𝓮𝓼
Jed
Reuniting 📝/ 📹
Mate 📝/ 📹
𝓗𝓪𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓟𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻
Blaise Zambini
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𝓞𝓷 𝓜𝔂 𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓬𝓴
Cesar Diaz
I’ll Run To You 📝
𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓽𝓾𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓼
Dolan Twins
Both In Love 📱
Kian Lawley
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Lilly Singh
Best Friends 📱
#𝓢𝓮𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓐𝓻𝓽
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the good think about staying home cause i'm sick is that i can finally watch the afh stream
so yeah, i've been crying for an hour and a half
like first of all this is done amazingly, charlie lightning really smashed it, no lie
hélène is the new love of my life, i just wanna hug the living daylights out of her for everything she's done for louis
the band is fucking amazing and that instrumental solo in fearless sounded like angels coming out of my tv
the crowd looking gayer than a pride parade makes me incredibly proud to know that this is not only thanks to louis, but that he knows we love and support him and that we're as brave and fearless as we are thanks to him
"only you lot can hear [copy³] once and know it that fucking well!" well, we've kinda been streaming it non stop since you first sang it so it's more like hearing it a million times but go off i guess
jho is making me fucking bawl. that song's been saving my life for four years and hearing him perform it will never not make me emotional
to everyone that was there, i'm so happy for you and thank you for letting him know how much we love him and SCREAMING the "come so far from princess park" line
this was supposed to be a short thing, but like all things in my life, it's turning into a running commentary so i'm sorry in advance
CHANGE IS NEXT YAY I ACC HAVEN'T HEARD IT BEFORE
i've been avoiding it like the plague until i had time to watch the livestream so
okay i already love it
the way the arena went quiet cause we know we need a clean version lmaooooooo
OOOOH THAT HIGH NOTE ON "cAAALL ON mEEEE" just about killed me, it was so clean
"if you need you can call on me, i'll be the friend you need, everything's changed outside, but i feel the same inside" PLS CAN YOU SEE MY TEARS
everyone's crying in the audience and looking at him with literal heart eyes and tbh same
those instrumental solos are so fucking good
this song is gonna be perfect for everything, like i can study to it, i can listen to it on the bus, i can scream it at the top of my lungs
"hold it, i'm talking" you're such a DIVA
"i'm looking around and obviously none of you know the words" give it two more listens and we'll be good, don't you worry
DEFENCELESS DEFENCELESS DEFENCELESS
"got so much to ✨lose✨" music asmr for my overworked brain
the "oh oh oh oh oh" with the instruments, and the music, and the audience >>>>> every fucking thing else
he must be having the time of his life on stage i'm so proud of him omg my baby boy i'm having a proud mama moment even though this guy's like 11 years older than me but i don't give a single flying fuck i love him so much
i need a shower to wash the salt off my face, i cried a little too much these last few songs
YAY BEAUTIFUL WAR I LOVE THIS ONE
it took me an embarrassing amount of time to figure out that the reason the drums sounded like they were making different notes is cause there must be someone playing bass but i jusy can't see them cause i'm too focused on louis and Hot Guitar Guys
oh there's the one playing bass
i think
oh give me a break i'm sleep deprived and high on pain meds
idk if i miss his long hair or dig the short hair, but either way he looks gorgeous and i love him and i want that shirt
i should watch this with my louis and play a drinking game
drink everytime he curses
we'll end up smashed but it's worth it
LITTLE BLACK DRESS OH MY GOD
IDK IF I'M FREAKING OUT CAUSE WE'LL GET A LOUIS VERSION OF IT OR IF I'M CRYING CAUSE WE DIDN'T GET A LARRY CATWALK MOMENT BUT EITHER WAY OH MY FUCKING GOD
i wanna kiss and kill whoever thought it'd be a good idea to have these many instrumental solos
kiss them cause they sound amazing
but kill them cause i'm slowly falling in love with Matt The Bassist and i don't have the mental stability to handle yet another crush on a white man but damn if he doesn't look hot with that thing in hand
like between matt dinnadge and victoria de angelis and calum hood i'm really just a hoe for bassists huh
FOR EVERY QUESTION WHY YOU WERE MY BECAUSE
i don't know who the violin girl with shoulder-length hair is but ma'am please marry me
louis taking shots is hilarious PLEASE the cough and immediate drink of water made me laugh so hard
THROUGH THE DARK YAY
even if you screeeeaaaaam and shout *cue video of liam screaming cause louis poured water down the back of his shirt*
*affectionately flips fans off🥰*
he loves us so much and that makes me so happy
this fandom is honestly amazing, from the love we get from him to the love we have for each other. it's like a fucking found family and we all know how much i love those. i love you guys🤍
hélène really wasn't lying when she said he'd sound the best he ever did
this show was 50% louis asking the crowd to sing and i'm not sven mad cause the pure happiness on his face hearing his songs being yelled back at him is too good. it's like he's surprised that we love those songs with all our hearts like of course we do they're fucking masterpieces
this is getting increasingly incoherent but who cares
DON'T KICK THE CAMERA THOSE ARE EXPENSIVE
kmm was the best song to end the show
louis and his band jumping around in happiness >>>>>>
"let's go have a DRINK!!!" god i wish but i'm on antibiotics
"oh fuck me man" i mean i'm sure we can arrange something, i'd have to check if harry's good with it, maybe we'd have to turn it into a threesome but i'm good with that
louis & hélène are my new friendship otp
louis with his family >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
"they're so loud" well i mean we learned from you, Mr Loud Loud Loud
the tommo sisters are eating pizza and now i want some too
i wish i could hug hélène, she's so amazing
"i've got these lot behind me, who the fuck's gonna stop us?" FUCKING NOBODY THAT'S WHO
i'm off to cry now, bye y'all
i'm so glad i have this downloaded cause this is the only thing i'll be watching for the rest of my life
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