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talaok · 1 year

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At the Met

Pairing: Pedro Pascal x actress! reader

summary: You and Pedro, Hollywood's hottest couple, attend the Met Gala together, but when you find out your ex was invited too, things start going sideways.

warning: angst, jealousy, age-gap

a/n: this was a request by the lovely @vawnila but since I am delusional, I decided to merge it with yesterday's event bc this man...

Pt. 2

[ "And here they come! y/n y/l/n and Pedro Pascal, Hollywood's hottest couple!"

"wow, they look amazing" ]

You'd been to the Met before, and so had Pedro, but going as a couple was something much different, especially with all the talk you two had caused in the last six months. There wasn't a magazine or a blog that wasn't talking about your age gap or the way you'd both robbed millions of women and men of the chance to be with Hollywood's most desired bachelor and bachelorette.

The past few months had been a mess, and still, you didn't think you'd ever had that much fun.

Pedro was everything you had ever wished for in a man. he was kind and sweet and funny, and not any less handsome, he was perfect.

So when he took your hands in his as you walked up the carpet, you couldn't help but smile up at him, just for him to meet your glance with the same adoration.

The carpet was the easy part though, what actually scared you, was the dinner.

Being seated next to a bunch of celebrities you didn't know... that was your personal version of hell, but at least this year Pedro was gonna be next to you.

The first part of the dinner went well, the first moments were awkward as you had expected, but then the woman sitting opposite you broke the ice and everyone seemed to relax.

Pedro sensed your tension at times and tried to soothe you by placing his hand on your thigh, or murmuring something to your ear that most times resembled something like "We're almost done, sweetheart".

It was a good table, don't get me wrong, but there was something about knowing you were being watched and filmed and photographed by the world's most popular celebrities that always prevented you from fully calming down.

You were always on edge, only waiting for something bad to happen, until finally, your fear came to life.

You had excused yourself to go to the bathroom and were finding your way through the maze made of chairs and tables arranged in the room, when you felt a tap on your shoulder.

"Hey baby"

wait a minute,

you knew that voice.

You turned around, "Hi Nathan"

Of course you'd meet your ex here.

"Funny meeting you here" he grinned

"I had no idea you were coming"

"Neither did I about you, darling," he said, his eyes traveling up and down your body, not even pretending to not be checking you out "You're beautiful as ever" he complimented, his fingers tracing the side of your dress, and you just smiled, rolling your eyes playfully "really" he spoke, his voice lower "You're breathtaking, baby"

"thank you" You felt your cheeks get some involuntary color "You're not so bad yourself, you know?"

"why thank you" he joked "I wanted to find someone to have some fun with, but I think I might just have"

"Nathan..."

"What princess?"

You sighed "You can use my name y'know?"

"oh I know" he reassured "I just know how much you like when I call you names" he murmured, getting closer as he moved some hair away from your face "especially on some occasions"

"Nathan what are you d-"

"c'mon y/n you know what you mean to me," he said, his voice already resembling a beg "I'm not asking for anything, I'm just saying you know we could have fun... like the old times"

"Nathan I-"

"y/n I love you" he confessed, not for the first time since the breakup "You know I love you. I love you so much I can't live without you. This past year has been hell, and I know it's been the same for you. I need you y/n, and you need me, baby, we need each other." he spoke seemingly without taking a single breath, and you were frantically looking around you, praying no one was paying you two any mind "and I know you love me back, just admit it, we could start all over again, just forget all about the past" he implored.

"Nathan I have a boyfriend" you spat out

"who, that grandpa?" he mocked "I know you don't love him, he's just a-a phase, you know you should be with me. Deep down you know"

You hadn't noticed how his hand had made its way to your arm.

"Let's go now, we can take my car and run away baby"

Your mouth gaped open but before you could speak, a barking voice intervened.

"go where?"

Your eyes traveled to your left, and just as you suspected, they met Pedro's.

Nathan, like the coward that he was, swallowed nervously as he looked back at you.

"nowhere," you said "Don't worry babe" you tried being casual, as you took a step toward your boyfriend, feeling grateful for a way out of that situation "Well it was nice seeing you Nathan, but I better go now," you forced a polite smile at him, as you intertwined your arm with your boyfriend's.

"goodbye buddy," Pedro said, in a more than slightly threatening tone.

"c'mon," you urged him, starting to walk away.

"think about what I said" Nathan spoke again, his tone deprived of all bravery all of a sudden.

You didn't even look back, just started to quicken your pace towards the table (Your need to use the bathroom had been long forgotten) when you felt Pedro tightening his arm's grip as he moved you into the trajectory of a private part of the gallery.

You frowned, once he stopped, looking around at the empty room.

"what is it?"

"What is it?" he repeated, clearly incredulous

"What?"

"What did he tell you?"

"Who"

"y/n..."

"Nathan?" you asked "Babe who cares, you know how he is, he's dumb, there's nothing I can do about it"

"tell me what he told you" you could see perfectly through this calm act.

You sighed "he told me he loves me and that I should run away with him"

"that's it?"

"Yes Pedro, that's it"

"What did you say?"

You gasped, offended and slightly annoyed "What do you think I told him, that I loved him back and to wait for me outside?!"

"What did you tell him?"

"Are you fuckin- I told him that I have a boyfriend"

He nodded perhaps satisfied "He was touching you"

"my arm" you reminded him.

"and your cheek" he reminded you too "this is the last time he does this" he decided "I'm gonna go talk to him"

"No, Pedro-" you grabbed his arm "I can deal with this on my own, plus, you're too mad, you can't go now"

"You've already dealt with this on your own, and it doesn't seem like you've made much progress"

You gasped, now actually mad "This is my problem, Pedro, you don't have anything to do with it"

"It's my problem too when it involves you"

"no, it's not."

"y/n I'm trying to help you"

"well I don't want your help, not with this"

"Why? 'cause it sure looks like you need it"

You scowled at him "fuck you"

"It's the truth y/n this guy's been bothering you since before we got together, that's not fucking normal"

"I know it isn't but I'm dealing with it in my own way"

"and I can't try my way?"

"well, I'm sorry if I don't want you to go out there and punch him, Pedro!"

He paused, clearly as a part of him wanted to reply that he wouldn't have, another part informed him that there was a high probability he would have, in fact, punched the guy.

"y/n-"

"no you know what, I'm tired of this- this thing you do. I don't need to be saved, I can take care of myself"

"I don't doubt that, but I just wanted to help"

"you know you were not gonna help Pedro" You shot him a look "And I'm tired of this- jealousy" you sighed "I love you, Pedro, you know that, but if you don't trust me I don't understand how we could possibly have a relationship"

"I do trust you"

"then I could go out there and talk to Nathan right now?" you challenged "or you fear he might convince me, and I might run away with him?"

His jaw twitched.

"see" you breathed "just as I predicted"

" y/n-"he tried putting his hands on your waist but you stopped him.

"no, Pedro" you took a step back "Just-" you sighed "I need to be alone"

[ "Someone's coming out, it looks like... Pedro Pascal has just left the Gala"

"Where's the missus?"

"I don't see her"

"well you heard it here first folks, It looks like Pedro Pascal has just left the Met Gala with y/n y/l/n nowhere in sight" ]

Pt. 2

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jesuisici33 · 3 months

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Inspiration Saturday

tagged by @daffi-990 @hippolotamus @disasterbuckdiaz

inspiration comes from the fact that apparently we're getting a crossover with the bachelor???

which made me want to start working on my buddie bachelorette au! snippet under the cut for those interested!

His limo is getting even closer to the mansion where Taylor Kelly is. Honestly he doesn’t know what he was thinking when he agreed with his Tia Pepa to do this show. Eddie’s only thought is that he hopes he gets to go home soon so he can see Christopher. He can deal with the teasing and laughter from his family and coworkers after this airs. As soon as his humiliation is over, the faster he can be back with his son.

The limo stops, and someone comes over to open the door for Eddie to let him out. For a second the only thing he sees are the cameras pointing at him. There’s a rustle from some bushes - probably where Bobby and Athena are hiding to see how Taylor’s interactions with him and all the other men play out tonight - that catches Eddie’s eye. Then he sees her.

Taylor Kelly is…pretty.

She’s dressed in a long, sparkly purple dress with her hair up in a bun, smiling picture perfect. The short bio of her Pepa read out to him when she was casted resurfaces in his mind. She’s a reporter. Mainly puff pieces - that must be why she has such a Barbie smile. As he gets out of the limo and walks towards her, he doesn’t see any substance towards her. No genuineness in that smile or in the eyes, just selling it for the camera.

“Hi,” he puts his hand out for her to shake, not knowing what else to do.

Taylor quirks her eyebrow at, head tilting down at his hand. “You sure you don’t want to try that again? I’m sure the crew will let you. You don’t seem too enthused to meet me. My ego is a bit bruised. What’s the story there?”

Feeling slightly caught off guard, Eddie stiffly places his offered hand in his suit pocket. “No - no story. Just not used to cameras being on me.”

Taylor laughs. Eddie thinks it would be a nice laugh. Maybe if they were in private and Taylor’s eyes weren’t shifting towards the camera currently pointed at them. “Well, I hope you get used to them soon! What’s your name, anyways?”

“Edmundo.” He doesn’t know why he gives Taylor his full name. Perhaps because he knows Eddie is reserved to close friends and family. Perhaps because he wants to see Taylor stumble over his full name.

“Edmundo. I like it. Well, Edmundo-”

She’s cut off by the sound of sirens wailing in the not too far distance.

One of the contestants is coming in driving a firetruck.

“There’s another firefighter?” Eddie mutters, slightly impressed, slightly annoyed. Impressed because he loves these outrageous stunts during the first meeting on the show. Annoyed because he can’t believe the show paid for an actual fire truck to be used for a stunt that will be used for two seconds of footage. What house allowed this?

“Another?” Taylor’s sharp sense is going to be nauseating, Eddie can already tell.

The man in the truck honks his horn, shouts of “TAYLOR KELLY!!!” followed by whoops and cheers coming out of him. He’s wearing his uniform. Not the full gear, but the more laid back version for non fire emergencies. He’s blond with what appears to be some sort of birthmark next to one of his eyes. A blinding smile that holds the warmth of the sun in it. Eddie can’t help but give a small smile back.

“I heard you were in need of saving.” The man’s dazzling smile turns towards Eddie, where it hardens slightly. A your time’s up clear in his expression.

Eddie doesn’t bother looking back at Taylor. “All yours, man.”

As he’s walking towards the mansion where the rest of the men are sitting in the lounge area, he thinks he hears something about a firehose, followed by a feminine laugh.

tagging @911-on-abc @eddiebabygirldiaz @monsterrae1 @bonheur-cafe @watchyourbuck @steadfastsaturnsrings @tizniz @loserdiaz @giddyupbuck @theotherbuckley @thewolvesof1998 @pirrusstuff @your-catfish-friend @liminalmemories21 @carlos-in-glasses @wikiangela @wildlife4life @spotsandsocks @diazsdimples and anyone else who is feeling inspired! <3

#911 #911 wip

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bunny-lou · 9 months

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Tankhun, oscar winning director

I'm a little buzzed so enjoy this lovely prompt that's running around my head.

So Prapai and Phayu have had such a difficult time dating as the youngest sons in the mafia. Potential partners are scared off by their reputation, their family name, the constant danger that they're in. Or, if someone can see past all that, their fathers/uncles end up ruining it by over interrogating and invasive questions and hostile suspicion.

And Tankhun's heart just breaks. He's witnessed so many amazing love stories on television - and some even in real life! From all of his fantasy couples and OTPs to watching his brothers fall in love with two sweet boys, he simply can NOT have it that his two nephews fall in love. (Yes, two nephews, because any child of Pete's will be spoilt the minute Tankhun walks in the room.)

He just has to come up with a scheme like on television for Phayu and Prapai to have the love story Tankhun deserves to see they deserve to have. Tankhun will be just like a director - he'll write the story and cast the parts and maybe even win an oscar in the end.

First, he has to cast the story, he has to find perfect matches for his nephews. Prapai needs someone who won't let him always get what he wants, someone who has even the potential to be okay with a life as dark as they lead. Phayu needs someone outgoing to bring him out more, someone who won't cower at his overbearing personality. Arm compiles a list of young bachelors and bachelorettes (though he's not sure how the find would react to having a woman marry in) in Bangkok, ones with no connection to rival families, ones that would not be easily persuaded to betray, ones who just may be worthy of holding the hearts of his nephews.

The list is decently long, so then they start to be pickier - only ones that were cute, ones that would look good in future family photos, ones who had nice hands that could maybe carry a family ring one day. It takes a while, but Tankhun divides his time evenly between watching his dramas and creating this drama.

Second, Tankhun has to write a rough draft. He takes a few from the list that he knows wouldn't work and tries some rough ideas out. Phayu is immediately put off by the pretty girl who spills her coffee on him and Prapai doesn't look twice at their cute waitress on their monthly family dinners. There is promise in the boy who stages a minor bicycle accident in front of Phayu and the girl who stumbles into Prapai at the library. Tankhun is working out kinks as fast as he can, writing what he can with the multiple possibilities until -

Third, he has to find a location. And there are a couple of pretty boys and girls from their list that could reasonably bump into either boy - some who work at the local café down the street from Prapai's office or some who have friends who take their cars to Phayu - but there are a few students from Phayu's university who are actually on their list and it's perfect, so many options - tutors, academic rivals, study group partners, meeting at a college party - and Tankhun considers each candidate thoroughly - one girl is voted off when they see her obnoxious Instragram posts, one boy is tossed to the side when they found a history of him filing noise complaints o his neighbors. Nark.

They scour social medias, past report cards, contact very confused neighbors and employers for references until Tankhun has his perfect two. A young man for Prapai and a young man for Phayu.

Tankhun writes the cutest first meet that he can for both - Rain's car will get a flat tire at the same time Phayu will be leaving the compound to head home. Though he could wait until they meet at a university event, but that's plain and predictable and Phayu will note have a boring love story. Tankhun watches from the bushes - well, he's watching on his phone from his bedroom as Arm and Pol film it through the bushes - Phayu is far too chivalrous to not offer to help, just like Tankhun knew! He is charmingly confident and impressive as he works on the car and Tankhun can see the moment Rain is swept off his feet.

Tankhun is pulling the strings for everything - he pays an actor to mention the street race in front of Rain and Sky (because Tankun is already very protective of his future nephew in law and there will be no need for his piece of shit ex to be involved), the guards working the race are instructed to chase Rain and Sky into Phayu and Prapai. It continues on as awkwardly forcing segues with Phayu about this article he read on how to support someone with ADHD or with Prapai about how to be a safe space for people you love. Arm and Pol are there to film all the meetings Tankhun has planned out so Tankhun can keep up with his favorite romcom starring this nephews.

But it's not enough, Tankhun has to experience this first hand, so he just happens to leave a magazine open on a page advertising a car show in Phayu's room at the same time he works up the nerve to go outside the compound - it still happens, but not all the time - and Tankhun had no idea car shows could be so fun, everything is so shiny and sparkly and -

"What are you doing here?"

"Oh, my favorite nephew! I came to...buy your uncle Porsche a new bike, of course! Who is this cutie hanging off your arm?"

It's Rain, twenty years old from Korea, only child of two parents married in 1998, an architecture major with a 2.76 GPA, blood type A+, no troubles with the law besides a speeding ticket last year, speaks four languages.

But Tankhun doesn't say any of that out loud. He already approves of Rain, already loves him, and he's going to be the favorite uncle and Tankhun chokes up when he realizes he's the first member of the family to meet their newest member.

And he plans the same thing with Sky - a few weeks later to recharge from going outside - mentioning in front of Sky a new restaurant to offer egg stew (because Tankhun paid them to put it on the menu). He waltzes in as Prapai and Sky get their food and prepare to eat.

"Oh, my favorite nephew! I'm here...to try their new egg stew of course! I saw you and your friend here already ordered some, how is it, scooch over so I can sit with you, move, move."

Tankhun gives Sky his most charming smile and he's already planning Sky's outfit for their Christmas card this year. As he sits there getting to gush over Prapai and Sky, Tankhun chokes up again as he realizes he's a guest star in his favorite show now. He's been a guest star twice.

And he knows how the family can be, so Tankhun keeps orchestrating more meet ups with the rest of the family so that his two new in-laws can grow to accept their quirky family. He takes Chay out and they run into Rain at the library, he takes Pete to bump into Sky at the mall, he takes Kinn to visit Phayu at the garage while Rain is visiting, he invites Kim to find Sky at a cafe by the school because Kim has known about Rain and Sky the whole time. Little shit. Someone should talk to him about how many secrets he's keeping from the family.

I don't know where this is going because I'm a little inebriated, but like, Tankhun plotting out the PhayuRain and PraSki romance because he loves his dramas, but also because he wants to make sure his nephews fall in love with good people and ensure no one hurts them. He uses his decades of knowledge about dramas and on screen romances to create the best love story he can.

#love in the air #kinnporsche #phayurain #phayu love in the air #rain love in the air #prapaisky #prapai love in the air #sky love in the air #phayu theerapanyakul #sky theerapanyakul #tankhun theerapanyakul #khun tankhun #kinn theerapanyakul #porsche kittisawasd #porsche theerapanyakul #kim theerapanyakul #vegaspete #vegas theerapanyakul #pete saengtham

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moonsgemini · 11 months

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seeking arrangements - iv

summary: With just two days left of before the wedding the celebrations continue. Going to a bachelorette & bachelor party when you’re a fake couple might cause some issues. Especially when Lola can’t seem to stop taking tequila shots & the liquid might have given her too much courage.

warnings: escort!rafe x oc, alcohol, angst, insecurities, fluff, thomas (he deserves a warning), shitty family, kissing

wc: 5.1k

an: I’m gonna be real I kinda hate this part, I feel like I lacked in every aspect lol. But it is done, & there’s two more parts to goooo. ALSO HELP I cannot get my comments to work. Like I can’t reply to people or comment on other peoples posts. It’s on in my settings I’m pretty sure so idk what I’m doing wrong.

series masterlist - previous part

“What’s on the agenda today?” Rafe asked before taking a bite of his bagel.

Lola was sitting next to him squinting at her laptop. She may have had the week off from work but she couldn’t help but try and catch up on some pieces that needed to be read. She hadn’t felt focused enough the last few days to try and squeeze in any work because she’d been so anxious. After the engagement party and the boat day she felt a lot more relaxed. Rafe managed to put a sense of calm over her.

After they got home from the party they spent the rest of the night in bed watching another movie. This one was Rafe’s pick. He made her watch The Godfather, but they didn’t really pay too much attention. Lola kept asking questions during the film and of course Rafe answered all of them. Never once did he get upset at her for talking during the movie, something Thomas hated that she did. The conversation ended up leading to them talking about everything. Rafe opened up a lot more to her and she felt closer to him.

It scared her because it meant that even if they continue to be friends after this she’ll never have him in the way she wants. When this whole thing began Lola was unsure about it because what if she got caught but she never thought that there’d be a possibility she’d fall in love with the guy. Of course it had to be Rafe that she reached out to, the most perfect guy.

“Ummm we have the bachelor and bachelorette parties today. Girls are going to one bar and guys are going to another,” She turned to him giving him a weak smile. This is the first time they’ll really be separated from each other.

Rafe groaned, “I have to be with those frat boys all night.”

She threw her head back laughing, “They aren’t that bad. Well except for you know who, he’s that bad.”

“Oh they are that bad sweetheart,” He took a sip of his coffee before continuing, “Except Harry, he’s been pretty decent. I don’t know why you ran with these crowds.”

“Please I only saw them when we came here because they’re all my sisters friends or Harry’s. They met them in college.”

“Explains why you and Tabitha are the coolest,” Rafe smirked at her. She rolled her eyes playfully turning back to the laptop in front of her.

“So that’s why my ears were ringing,” Tabitha said as she walked into the kitchen.

“Good morning to you Tabs,” Lola grinned watching her cousin pour herself a big mug of coffee.

Rafe chuckled, “Went a little too hard yesterday?”

“Possibly,” She rolled her eyes and grabbed the supplies for a bagel.

“Hey you better be able to go out later I’m not doing that alone,” Lola scolded.

Tabitha sat in the seat in front of her, “Relax I’ll make it. Takes me back to college, drunk every weekend.”

“Okay so what am I supposed to do with these guys for a whole night?” Rafe was not excited at all for the bachelor party. Ever since the boat conversations he’s been trying to avoid them. Everything was a dick riding contest to them.

Tabitha waves her bagel around, “Just get drunk, talk about sports too.”

“Getting drunk does sound promising,” he shrugged.

Lola laughed, “You can also talk about finance, you know they love that stuff.”

Tabitha nodded her head, “I’m always having to tell Andrew to shut up when he starts giving me financial advice.”

“I definitely don’t need financial advice. Sometimes I’m glad I don’t have many friends. The less friends or people close to you the better,” Rafe shrugged.

“You two really are made for each other,” Tabitha said looking between the two with a playful grin.

Lola had come up with a plan. Maybe it was a stupid plan and would end horribly or it could go amazingly. She was going to go out and take a few shots to earn that liquid courage before ubering home if Rafe was back and then try to seduce him. She couldn’t stand being around him and not be able to touch him.

Of course they did subtle stuff to convince her family, but it was never enough. When he’d place his hand on the small of her back to guide her around the engagement party her body felt ablaze. Her fingers itched to run through his hair and pull him closer. They hadn’t kissed since the boat and her lips ached for his. She missed his soft touch, the things he would make her feel with something so simple as his hand on the back of her neck.

Sleeping next to him at night was the hardest. He slept shirtless and it was incredibly distracting. There had been moments where she’d wake up to his arm around her, his nose tucked into the back of her neck. Rafe knew what he was doing, he’d blame it on him doing it in his sleep. He was really like half asleep and she just looked so cute and soft laying there he couldn’t help himself. If she moved away or anything he would have pulled away but she never did.

He was very disappointed that he wouldn’t really get to hangout with her tonight when their time playing boyfriend and girlfriend was almost over. He’d rather spend the day at the beach with her than drinking with a bunch of guys he didn’t know.

He was sitting outside on the deck going through his emails while thinking about the girl that was inside. Lola insisted on making margaritas for them to pregame. They didn’t have to leave until six so they had time to just relax. Lola came out with glasses and a pitcher of the alcoholic drink.

“Woah there cowboy, we’re gonna finish all that?” He asked with a chuckle.

“Well we can try, or it will just go to waste.” She smirked shrugging. Sitting down next to him she began to pour the watermelon margaritas into the glasses. He smiled at her just looking at her. Rafe liked watching her just do stuff.

“What?” She asked with a nervous laugh. His blue eyes made her nervous because when he looked at her she felt like he was actually looking at her. Not the girl everyone thought was weak because of her breakup. Not the girl that lets everyone walk all over her.

He shrugged, “Nothing, just like looking at you.”

She looked away from his tense gaze, a small grin forming at her lips. It was hard to deny the fact that he didn’t have an effect on her, “You’re too much.” she said because it was true. Everything about him was so overwhelming.

“So Rafe what’s your next job after this one? Or should I say who is your next job?”

He adjusted in his seat. Scrunching his nose as he looked out at the backyard, “Uh no one right now. I-I don’t know I’ve been thinking of retiring.”

“Woah really?” She looked over at him a bit shocked.

“Yeah this week has given me a new perspective you could say,” he took a drink from his margarita.

“How so?” She asked her voice quieter now.

He shrugged, “I guess I just realized I want more. I don’t want to be a paid companion anymore, I want to be just a companion.”

Butterflies of hope flew around in her stomach. Lola’s delusions were starting to get the best of her. Maybe it’s because of me, she thought. Rafe takes her silence as not a good sign.

He feels like maybe he had said too much and scared her away, “Uh so I’ll probably try and get myself out there more. Ya know when we get back to the city. Find a girl finally go on dates.”

The butterflies were crushed at those words. Find a girl. Those words hurt her but she couldn’t show it. Rafe could read her better than anyone even though he’s only known her for a month. Her furrowed brows and the way she couldn’t look at him gave her away. He knew what he said hurt her, maybe he had been reading everything wrong.

She cleared her throat to try and get rid of the lump in her throat, “That’s uh great Rafe. I-I think that sounds great.” She smiled at him the best she could. Lola started chugging the rest of her margarita not really in the mood to sit and drink with him.

He watched her with concern. Rafe wanted to shove his words back into his mouth to get that pretty smile back on her face “Lola I..”

“I-I’m gonna go and get ready now. I’ll see you in a bit okay Rafe,” She gave her another fake smile before walking back inside.

“Fuck,” He muttered rubbing his face out of frustration with himself.

The whole time Rafe felt like he thought he knew what she wanted. She had even asked to just be friends after this. He didn’t want to overstep and tell her the real reason why he wants to give all this up. It was because of Lola, he wants her by his side. He liked the way she made him feel and he loved the person he brought out in her. He loved protecting her from people who don’t deserve her.

Lola was beginning to think her plan was going to end horribly. Especially after what he had said. She felt like things were maybe going somewhere with him. She has had more fun the whole week than she’s had her whole life. And she knows it’s because she’s had him by her side.

She looked over herself in the mirror. She felt hot, she felt like she could go through with her plan to seduce Rafe. Yet it wasn’t enough because that voice was still in her head telling her that he doesn’t like want her more than a friend. Or even possibly more than a client. Her outfit consisted of a black mini skirt and olive green long sleeve that had a small pink bow in the middle of the square neckline. She also wore black boots that made her legs look longer, her makeup and hair were done. She felt amazing on the outside but on the inside her insecurities were starting to take over her thoughts.

Rafe had been in the shower while she changed into her outfit. They hadn’t spoken much since he came back to the room. Things seemed a bit tense, a sort of unspoken tension between them.

Lola was switching purses to one that would better match her outfit when Rafe opened the door to the bathroom. He stepped out in nothing but a light blue towel around his waist. His chest and stomach still slightly damp from the hot shower. He had been looking down at his phone. Lola looked up at him from where she stood and gulped at his appearance. He was not making this easy.

“What should I wear? I’m guessing polos and khakis is the bar dress code,” He smirked putting his phone down and going to his side of the closet to look through the shirts he brought. He glanced back at her and stopped skimming through his shirts. He wished she didn’t look so incredible, how was he supposed to spend the night away from her when she looked like that.

He looked her over his eyes moving slowly taking in every detail, “You look unreal,” he said once he met her eyes.

Lola gave him a shy smile as a blush creeped up her neck, “Thank you, and uh you should just wear a button up and some black pants. Casual but nice.”

He just nodded his head only half paying attention. Rafe couldn’t concentrate when she was standing across the room looking like his future wife. He snapped out of his thoughts at the word wife. She was really doing something to him if he was thinking about marriage. He looked through his shirts and decided on a green jacket and black carhartt pants. Grabbing his clothes he went back into the bathroom to change.

Lola felt like she could breathe again. Having to watch the muscles in his back flex as he grabbed his shirt was too much. Especially since his skin was sun kissed from the day before she just wanted to run her hands all over him. He walked out of the bathroom and she clenched her fists. He smiled at her and she smiled back.

“You look handsome,” Lola said as she started to think about all the women that would get to see Rafe tonight. Jealousy took over her as she thought about how she couldn’t be by his side all night to show people that he was with her.

“Thank you sweetheart.” She was going to kill him.

“Alright lets go,” She sighed and began walking out the door.

“I’m not going go drink tonight so I can drop you off and even pick you up,” Rafe said following behind her.

“Okay, you decided on not drinking?”

“Yeah I just don’t really feel like being drunk with a bunch of people I don’t know. I also want to make sure you’re safe,” He shrugged and opened the front door for her.

Lola turned to him before walking out the door. Standing almost toe to toe, he was much taller than her. She was feeling intimidated but she tried her best not to show it. But like always he could read her so easily. He could see the her fingers twitch and her breathing pick up a little more.

“You’re kind of frustrating Mr. Cameron,” She said with a sigh, her eyes squinting teasingly at him.

“What am I doing?” He asked pretending to be clueless.

She ignored him not wanting to answer him, “Come on we can’t be late.”

The drive there was comfortable quiet. The tense atmosphere from earlier now gone. Rafe pulled into a parking lot on the main street and parking. He had been struggling since he first saw Lola. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

There were a lot of people on the main street going to the different shops, restaurants, and bars. It was a popular area in the summer. Rafe walked around her to walk on the side closest to the street, and hgrabbed her hand so he wouldn’t lose her in the throngs of people.

“Where are we going?” He asked her following her lead.

“The girls are going to Porter’s and the guys are going to Birdie’s. Porter’s is right there,” She pointed at a bar a few shops down, “And then Birdies is across the street.” She pointed at another bar on the other side of the street.

“Ah so we’re close to each other,” Rafe smirked liking the idea that she’d be close by in case she needed anything.

“Mhmm I think all the girls are there already.”

“If you want to leave early for any reason call me okay? I’ll be right over,” He gave her hand a gentle squeeze.

“Okay Rafe,” She smiled. Once they got to the front of the bar the bridesmaids immediately spotted them since they were all sitting on the patio out front.

“My favorite couple!” Penny shouted as she saw the pair walk up.

“Took you guys long enough. I wonder what you guys were doing that made you laaaate,” Tabitha said teasingly.

“Tabi!” Lola exclaimed.

Penny turned to Rafe, “Hurry and let your girl go so we can get drunk!”

“Alright alright,” Rafe said and turned Lola to face him. He cupped her cheek, “call if you need anything. Have fun and be safe.”

“Always,” She said breathlessly because his eyes kept going down to her lips. She knew what was coming and she couldn’t be more excited.

Rafe leaned down and pressed a kiss against her lips, he didn’t want to do too much since they were in public but he wanted to show everyone that this was his girl. He pulled away only to go in one more time, she smiled against his lips.

“Rafe,” She laughed pushing him away playfully.

“Sorry babe couldn’t help myself,” He shrugged with a lopsided smile that made her want to kiss him a million more times.

“I’ll see you later,” She squeezed his hand before pulling away to walk onto the patio.

“Bye,” He waved at her and all the other girls who had been watching them.

“Byyye,” They all said in synch with laughs

Tabitha turned to Lola as she sat down next to her, “Girl that man is obsessed with you.”

“I really hope so,” She laughed. The girls not knowing the way she really meant it.

“Okay ladies lets drink!” Penny said clapping her hands, “Tonight in honor of me we’re having tequila!”

“This is going to be the best night!” Olivia laughed excitedly.

Rafe arrived to the bar the guys were at, he walked inside and spotted the group around a table in the back. He walked over and Harry immediately spotted him.

“Rafe! Dude you made it,” Harry said getting up to greet him.

“Of course, just had to drop off Lola.” Rafe walked over to the empty seat between Mateo and Josh. Thomas say directly in front of him.

“Hey what’s up man,” Josh greeted followed by the rest of them Thomas only nodding at Rafe to not some completely rude. Rafe found it amusing how much he pissed Thomas off. He liked it.

“I’m gonna go get another round. What are you drinking Rafe?” Josh asked him.

“uh just water, I’m driving tonight.”

“Shoulda ubered man.”

It was nearly midnight now and Rafe wanted to leave. He had bern having a good time for a while but now all the guys were pretty drunk and he just wanted to be with Lola. He hadn’t heard from her all night which he took as a good sign. The guys were playing pool now, some of the single grooms men were flirting with some women at the bar.

“You ever miss that?” Harry asked him as he lined up his stick with the white ball.

“What? Flirting?”

He nodded his head, “Yeah like picking up girls at bars.”

Rafe shook his head, “Not at all. I like Lola a lot.”

“I feel the same about Penny. Guess it’d be bad if I didn’t since we’re getting married,” He laughed patting Rafe on the back.

“You guys are sooo whipped,” Thomas laughed.

“And what about it?” Harry slurred.

Thomas shrugged his hooded eyes meeting Rafes, “The same boring girl forever? The same average pussy forever? noooo thanks.”

“I’m convinced you’ve never actually talked to a woman. I think you just like women who don’t like you,” Rafe shook his head with a smirk.

“Hey all girls love me. Look at me,” He stood straighter and smirked. Rafe wanted to hysterically laugh but he held it in. He started to feel a vibrating in his pocket. He pulled his phone out and saw Lola’s name across the screen.

“Saved by the bell,” He said before walking away to a quieter area, “Hello?”

“Rafeyyyy,” Lola sang on the other end of the line.

He shook his head with a fond smile on his lips, “This is him. What’s up sweetheart?”

“I’m ready to go Rafey. I wanna see you,” She said breathlessly.

For the last few hours the girls had moved to inside the bar where they drank too many shots of tequila and danced. Penny even did karaoke at some point. Lola was actually enjoying herself and she might have enjoyed it too much. She was definitely drunk by now which meant her plan to seduce Rafe sounds like a very good plan.

“God he’s just so hot,” Lola said her chin resting in her palms as she leaned on the bar. She was currently talking to the bartender and Tabitha.

“He is incredibly hot,” Tabitha agreed, “You should see him, he’s like one of those stone statues of the guys with the abs.”

Lola laughed loudly, “he does look like that. Beautiful. You know he’s a really good kisser.” Her brain started to get even fuzzier as she thought of the kisses from earlier.

“Call him girl, get your man.” Tabitha encouraged as shebsaw the look in her cousin’s eyes.

“I will,” That’s when she had decided to call him and let him take her home.

“You’re drunk huh?” He asked with a teasing tone.

She faked a gasp, “I would want to see you even if I weren’t drunk thank you very much. Especially when wow,” She sighed dreamily, “Especially when you look the way you do tonight.”

Rafe had quickly and quietly bid goodbye to the guys as he all but sprinted out of there to get Lola. He knew she was drunk and he didn’t want her to go outside by herself.

“I’m coming sweetheart, did you have fun?”

“Very much of it,” She smiled to herself.

“I’m outside now,” He as as he was getting closer.

She squealed, “Coming!” She hung up the phone and ran outside before Rafe could even made it to the walkway up to the bar doors.

She ran towards him and wrapped her arms around his neck hugging him tightly, “Missed you.” Lola nuzzled her head into his neck breathing in the smell of his cologne.

“I missed you,” He had hugged her back and was stroking her hair with one of his hands, “Let’s get you home babe.”

“Kiss?” She asked looking up at him with those doe eyes. How could he say no? He was eager to do anything for her, to please her. He was there to fulfill all her needs how could he ever deny her?

“anything for you,” He mumbled leaning down and kissing her. He wanted it to be a soft kiss but when her fingers went into his hair and tugged him closer he couldn’t hold back. She kissed him hard and he was of course going to reciprocate. Their lips moved together in perfect synch yet a little messily. She wanted him and it wasn’t just because she was drunk.

Rafe was reminded of what she had been doing earlier when he started tasting the tequila on her tongue. He pulled away and kissed one more time softly, “Let’s go home.”

She nodded her head in a dizzy trance. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to him. Lola wrapped her arms around his waist and happily hummed. She was practically leaning her whole body weight on him and it wasn’t even phasing him.

“So how many shots did you take huh?”

“Ohhhh just a few. And a couple tequila sodas.” She laughed.

They reached his car and he helped get her in, making sure she didn’t hit her head. He buckled her in, she just watched him with a dopey smile. Rafe jogged over to his side.

The ride was once again filled with comfortable silence. Mostly because Lola had fallen asleep. Rafe heard her light snores and smiled to himself. Once they got back to the house Rafe rushed over to get her. He ended up having to find her house key and then carry her inside.

He was glad he didn’t drink tonight because he gets to spend the night taking care of Lola. Once he’s walking through their bedroom door the girl in his arms starts stirring awake. He laid her down on the bed as she opened her eyes. Squinting as her eyes adjusted to the light.

“Rafe you brought me up,” She mumbled and sat up on the bed. The sleep had sobered her up a bit. Enough to remember to take her makeup off and brush her teeth.

“Of course I did. You need anything?” He sat next to her rubbing her back.

“I’m gonna wash my face,” She mumbled rubbing her eyes, “Can you get me water and ibuprofen please. It’s in the cupboard on the left of the fridge.”

“I’ll be back,” He leaned over and pressed a kiss to her head. He went downstairs to get whatever she needed. Rafe also took it upon himself to make her a grilled cheese and bacon knowing she hadn’t eaten since earlier in the day. The greasy food will help her feel better in the morning.

Lola washed her face and brushed her teeth. Feeling more sober and clean. She hadn’t drank that much in a while and now that she was older it hit her harder and worse. She went to her dresser to look for pajamas. Her eyes lit up when they came across the small floral tank top and matching boy short underwear. They were long enough to be considered very short sleep shorts. The part of her brain that was still a little drink was screaming at her to pick that set.

Her plan from earlier coming back to her. She didn’t think twice and grabbed them going to change. Lola looked like she was barely wearing any clothes, just what she wanted. If Rafe felt something for her then he would make a move on her or not reject her if she tried first. And she was almost positive that he did feel something for her. She fixed her hair a bit and put on some more lotion and deodorant.

“I brought you food too,” Rafe said as he entered the room. When she heard him shut the door she stepped out of the bathroom.

He looked up at her and froze. There she was standing in front of him in practically nothing. His hands were itching to touch her. The curves of her body and her pretty bare face were doing too much to him.

He cleared his throat and looked away going back to pulling the covers back, “I uh made you a grilled cheese and some bacon.” He motioned to the food on her nightstand. She smiled at him and mumbled a thanks. Lola walked over to her side and sat on the bed.

As she ate Rafe put on a movie for her before he went into the bathroom to get ready for bed. While he was gone Lola was giving herself a pep talk. She could do this, she’s almost 100% sure that he won’t reject her. At least that’s what she kept telling herself. She quickly finished her food before he came out and got herself ready adjusting her pajamas and her fixing her hair.

He stepped out of the bathroom in nothing but sweatpants. Lola took a deep breath as he sat down next to her.

“You feel better?” He asked looking over at her.

“Yeah I am, thanks for the food.” She turned to lay on her side, holding up her head on her hand.

He mimicked her position, “You’re welcome, how did your night go?”

“Hmmm it was good. The girls are crazy. I miss you though wish I had you by my side,” She said trying to give him her best puppy dog eyes.

Rafe swallowed hard, “Yeah? I missed you. What’s tomorrow’s plan?”

She shuffled closer to him, “Tomorrow we have family brunch and then rehearsal dinner. Then it’s the big day.”

He reached forward and brushed a strand of hair out of her face, “Easy last couple days then.”

She sighed deeply, “mhmm can I ask you a question?”

“Always.”

“So do you make all your clients feel like this?”

He tilted his head questioningly, “Like how?”

She shrugged looking at the white sheets under her, “Like they’re the only girl in the world.”

Rafe’s heart had started to pick up speed the closer she got. He didn’t know what game she was playing but it was a very dangerous one. He looked at the tv afraid that if he looked at her any longer he would do something he would regret.

“I think I like only making you feel that way,” He mumbled as he continued watching the movie.

“Rafe?” Lola asked in whisper.

“Yeah?” He finally turned to her and she was a lot closer than before.

Instead of answering him she cupped his face and leaned in kissing him softly. Slightly hesitant in case he didn’t want this, but then he cupped her face and pulled her in harder. She sighed satisfied with his response. Rafe felt like his lungs were going to explode, she was so suffocating in the best way. He grabbed her thigh and pulled it so that she was now on top of him. The very minimal clothes they had on made them be even closer.

Lola tugged on his hair as she arched her back slightly to get closer to him. Rafe ran his hands all over her, touching wherever her could. This was much better than he imagined. Yes they’d kissed a few times but it was never just them and it wasn’t like this.

When Rafe’s lips moved down to her neck he came to a realization. She had been drinking earlier and he’s pretty sure she’s at least tipsy still. He pulled away gently resting his forehead against hers.

He cleared his throat and quietly spoke up, “Sweetheart I can’t.”

Lola pulled away a little. Confusion taking over her features, “I-I thought you..” Her face flushed in humiliation. Had he read his body language wrong? Had she interrupted his words wrong?

“No no Lola I want to, but you’ve been drinking and I think you should be sober. I don’t sleep with drunk women,” Rafe tried to reassure but his last sentence made her nauseous.

She sat back farther, “But it’s me Rafe. It’s not some random client that paid for you.”

Rafe laughed softly not really reading the tension in the room. He thought she was just messing around, “Babe you paid for me.”

Lola rolled her eyes and got off of him, “Yeah you’re right, I’m really tired.”

“Lola,” Rafe said knowing something was wrong.

“Rafe I’m tired can we just not,” She mumbled as she tucked herself under the covers. Her back towards him so he couldn’t see her biting her quivering lip. Had Rafe just been doing all of this and acting this way because it was his job? She couldn’t blame him but Lola swore she saw something between them for just a split second.

Rafe watched her for a few seconds before turning off the lights and laying back. He had fucked it up somehow and he was going to do everything possible to make it up to her.

He had to fix it.

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dcbbw · 1 year

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Hey, I wonder what it would look like if Liam gave Riley permission to hook up with someone one last time at their party in Las Vegas, and Riley asked Liam to sleep together. It would be very interesting, because PB does not have that option.

Thank you so much for this ask @busywoman! Fun fact: when I first joined the fandom, there was a story of the Vegas fling taking place between MC and her chosen LI (Drake).

*Sighs nostalgically* That was a good story.

This one, probably not so much but here’s hoping you enjoy it! Using my Timing Liam x Riley (The Otters/Baby Riam) for this drabble and including an answer to your previous ask regarding a lighter, happier proposal for them.

Also using @choicesflashfics Week #20 prompt #1: “The word ‘love’ doesn’t even begin to scratch the surface of what I feel for you.” It will appear in bold.

No one’s eyes but mine have looked this over, so pretty please excuse any and all typos, missing/extraneous words, and/or grammatical errors. MS Editor rates this story as 99% error free.

All characters belong to Pixelberry.

Song Inspo: Love You, flowerovlove

Word Count: 1,346

Pairing: Liam x Riley

Rating T for Teen (No triggers, just a couple of curse words and if you sniff really long and very deeply, you may catch a whiff of lemon)

Las Vegas, Nevada

“Is there anything else you desire, my love?” King Liam of Cordonia loudly asked over the blaring music as he helped his fiancée down from the tabletop they had just danced upon.

Riley Brooks did not answer as she concentrated on placing her foot, shod in strappy sandals with too-high heels, firmly on the ground.

“Food? Drink?” The royal persisted.

“Damnit, Liam! I am trying NOT to die here!” Riley snapped, annoyance and fear lacing her voice.

The King’s fiancée was scared of heights, but more than that, she had a fear of falling. Both were a very real possibility when the tables were a good four feet tall. The last thing Riley needed was to faceplant and suffer a head injury, broken bones, or worse.

The couple were in Las Vegas with their friends and members of Court to celebrate their engagement. Liam had insisted they have a stag and doe party because he could not bear another moment not being by Riley’s side.

Riley didn’t mind; she had tagged along with Madeleine on her bachelorette party and had crashed Liam’s bachelor party during the Engagement Tour. With none other than Drake Walker aka Agent Marshmallow. She had been so disappointed when Drake didn’t beat the hell out of Bertrand, but even more regretful at having to leave behind a plate of steaks.

During their stay, the couple had taken in the sights of Las Vegas, gambled at a casino where Riley lost $2,000 dollars but won $89 dollars and a coupon to the gaming house’s early bird lunch special, valid only Sundays through Thursdays. There had been a magic show, a scavenger hunt, and a night at the hottest club in town. Tonight was the last of festivities; the entourage was flying back to Cordonia in the morning.

Liam pulled her into a protective embrace once she was safely on solid ground, pressing a wet kiss against her temple. “You’re safe, love. I’m here to protect you.”

Riley briefly closed her eyes as she laid her forehead against the crook of his shoulder. The touch of Lim’s strong arms around her never failed to fill her very being with a feeling of safety, of warmth.

“There is one more thing that would make this entire trip absolutely perfect.” She pulled away from Liam ever-so-slightly so she could look him in his eyes.

“And what would that be?” he asked with a tipsy smile.

“I wanna have a fling!” she said excitedly.

Liam’s arms dropped quickly away from her body; his face was ashen-colored, and his expression was one of stupefied disbelief.

“WHAT?” he yelled.

“What? This is MY party! You’ve already had one! Besides, we’re in Sin City. Debauchery is expected, Liam!”

“With WHO?”

“Whom,” Riley corrected as her eyes scanned the hotel rooftop.

Liam stared at the woman he loved more than life itself. This had to be a joke. Why accept his proposal if she still wanted another?

“Lady Riley Brooks, would you make me the happiest man in the world and do me the honor of being my wife?” Liam asked as he knelt on one knee.

Riley looked down at Liam and the diamond ring nestled in the crushed black velvet box, then up at the Statue of Liberty before answering.

“Okay.”

Liam’s brow knitted, and confusion filled his eyes. “That … is not quite the reaction I was expecting.”

Riley stared at him, realization dawning on her face. “Oh … OOOHHHH. Hold on!”

She batted her lashes and pressed one of her palms over her heart. In a simpering, affected voice, she threw her head back and shouted, “YES, LIAM! YES! A THOUSAND TIMES, YES!”

She looked down at Liam when she was finished. “Better?”

The King rolled his eyes. “Let me just put the ring on your finger, please.”

Perhaps it was revenge of some sort because of the Coronation night disaster which resulted in him betrothed to Countess Madeleine. Riley’s hurt and anger had been palatable; the therapy he had suggested they both take part in had exacerbated the emotions.

What’s good for the goose is good for the gander.

Swallowing heavily over the sudden lump in his throat, Liam spoke softly. “I promised to never deny you anything. You can have your fling. All I ask is that you never mention it to me. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. And tomorrow morning, you are MINE. ALL MINE for all eternity.”

His lips snatched hers in a searingly passionate kiss before he turned away, disappearing into the crowd. Riley watched him walk away; his gait was stiff and his shoulders slightly slumped. She shrugged before turning in the opposite direction.

Liam made his way to the bar where he ordered a double scotch on the rocks. He swiveled his chair seat around so he could have a better look at which one of his “friends” would soon be fucking his fiancée. Jealousy, frustration, sadness, and hurt flowed through his body.

She said she had forgiven him.

She said his was the greatest love she had ever known.

His dark brown eyes traveled slowly over the crowd: Drake, Leo, Max, Rashad were still in attendance; they were surrounded by Duchess Olivia and Countess Madeleine. They all had drinks in hand, and guffawing loudly at a story Leo was telling.

Penelope and Kiara were holding plates of food, eating while swaying to the DJ’s remix of an American rap song.

He did not see Riley.

Liam turned at feeling a tapping on his shoulder. His eyes widened at seeing Riley. She had a plate filled with buffalo wings and engagement cake.

“Hey!” she greeted as if she hadn’t just asked her intended for permission to have sex with someone else.

“No one took you up on you offer?” he huffed as he turned away from her.

Riley looked confused. “What offer?”

“YOU ASKED ME FOR A FLING!”

Riley bit into a wing, crossing her eyes at how delicious it was.

“Yeah, I asked YOU, idiot! I don’t need your permission to have sex with someone else, and I certainly wouldn’t tell you. Too much transparency is not a good thing.”

Liam faced his fiancée. “Do you want someone else?” he asked as he reached for a piece of chicken.

Riley slapped his hand away. “No. I’m in love with you, Liam. The word ‘love’ doesn’t even begin to scratch the surface of what I feel for you.”

She turned to face him, red dots of sauce speckling her lips. “You’re more than enough.”

The relief Liam felt filled his face. “Thank God.”

He tried again to snatch a wing; Riley let him have one.

“But why all the cloak and dagger? You know you need only say what you want.”

He bit into the chicken, his eyes widening in surprise. “These are good!” He attempted to snag another piece but pulled his hand away upon seeing Riley’s arched eyebrow.

“Because I wanted food first! If I told you the fling was with you, I would’ve missed out on these wings! And I may want some pancakes when I get back to my room. A girl gotta eat, Liam!”

Liam leaned into her, his lips brushing against the skin of her neck. “I have a much better way of satisfying your appetites, love.”

Riley giggled when his breath tickled her flesh. “Does it involve pancakes?”

“What about syrup?” he questioned in a husky whisper against her earlobe as his fingers walked up her fabric-covered thigh.

The tip of Riley’s tongue licked her upper lip. “You’re gonna have to do better than that. I’m giving up buffalo wings, cake, and pancakes!” she moaned.

She felt his hand pushing to get between her legs, and she shifted slightly in her seat to allow him access.

“Chocolate syrup,” Liam clarified while his fingertip rubbed slowly against the crotch of her panties.

“Let’s go! The night isn’t getting any younger!” Riley was out of her chair and halfway to the elevator with Liam close on her heels.

“DON’T FORGET MY PLATE!"

A/N: Not sure if anyone will see this because it is 3:16am and tags are super wonky, not formatting, and I have a head cold; so giving up the ghost here. If you see it and read it, hope you enjoy it!

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madneedshelp · 2 years

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Miss You- Danny Wagner x F!Reader

Summary: Between all the wedding preparations, you and your fiancé have barely had time to spend with each other. In all the chaos, the two of you sneak away to be together.

Includes: Just some Danny fluff because this man has seemed so husband lately, also some minor illusions to sex

"Mom, I don't really care who is in charge of getting the key to unlock the venue. You can do it or Emily can, either way it's fine," You let out a sigh and rubbed your temples.

Your mother and sister had been arguing about who was the best person to be in charge of that task for the past ten minutes and you had to admit that it was driving you insane. They had been arguing about everything all day long and you'd gotten a magnificent headache. While they were being incredibly helpful, they were also incredibly annoying.

In less than a week, you were marrying the love of your life. The past months of wedding planning had flown by. As odd as it seemed, the closer you got to the day you and Danny would start your life together, the less time you spent with each other.

“Well honey, this is your big day and it has to be perfect, so who do you want to do it?” Your mom gives you a pressuring look.

“Jesus, Mom, you might as well tell her that you think you have to do it because I’ll mess it up!” Your sister throws up her hands with a shout.

In that moment, you swear you must look like an exaggerated cartoon character with a twitchy eye. They just wouldn’t stop.

The whole reason for their fighting was the wedding. The wedding was about you and Danny. You loved Danny so much, but now there was all this headache surrounding the wedding. All this chaos and barely any time spent with him.

Before this week, Danny and the guys had still been working some pretty long hours. They had a new album in the works, so that meant a lot of their time was spent in the studio. Even though they weren’t touring, the band kept Danny pretty busy and therefore away from you. Granted you had to work anyway, but you still missed him.

You and Danny had agreed you wanted a small, casual wedding. Keeping things small would make it easier to keep away press, and it would mean less elaborate plans you both would have to manage. Unfortunately, your families had still managed to make the small wedding a complicated affair.

“Okay, you two work this out. I’m going to get some water.” You abruptly stood and excused yourself from the room.

As soon as you made it into the hallway, you pulled out your phone to text Danny.

You: Where are you right now?

Almost instantly, he started typing.

Danny: Just leaving the studio, was going to bring you some coffee. Why? Need something?

A small smile spread across your face.

You: Take the coffee to our place. I’m at Mom’s, but I’ll be there soon. Love you.

Danny answered with a quick “I love you, too” and you pocketed your phone. With a quick glance in the direction of the living room, you decided it was best to go ahead and sneak out without saying anything. They definitely wouldn’t let you leave without getting your opinion on at least ten more things.

You found yourself giddy with excitement as you drove to the apartment you shared with Danny. Between the work, planning, and Bachelor and Bachelorette parties, you hadn’t spent much alone time together lately.

When you pulled in, you were delighted to see Danny was already there. You jogged up the stairs and unlocked the door as quick as possible.

“Babe, is that you?” The familiar, male voice you loved so much called to you from the living room. “I got your usual, hope that’s alright.”

You grinned and pulled off your shoes. “Yep, it’s me. And that’s perfect, honey, thank you.”

Danny was sitting in his unassigned assigned spot on the couch, two coffees sat before him on the table. He gave you the sweetest grin, and your heart melted. This was worth all the fuss from your parents and sister.

You flopped down on the couch beside him and snuggled into his side. You felt his hand come up to rub slow circles on your back as you encircled his waist with your arms.

“Everything alright?” He asked quietly.

You nodded. “Yeah, it’s just my mom. And Emily. You know how they are. Besides, I just missed you.”

He pressed a kiss to your head. “I’m sorry, honey. I wish they would calm down a little, even though they mean well.”

As if on queue, your phone started buzzing. You let out a groan.

“That her?” He chuckled.

“Yep.” You let out a sigh as you read the messages on your phone.

He watched you scroll through the long list she’d recently left you. “Weren’t you just with her? Did she forget something?”

You gave him a sheepish grin as you typed out a response to her many variations of “where are you” in hopes that she might let you be. “I may or may not have snuck over here when I told her I was getting a drink.”

Danny went quiet and then burst out laughing.

“Hey, it’s not that funny,” You chuckled, sitting up and taking a sip of your coffee.

He shook his head, laughter dying down. “No, no, it’s not that. Well, it is funny, but it’s funnier because I snuck over here too.”

“Shut up.” You smacked his arm lightly.

“I’m serious! I love the guys, but they’ve been a lot lately too. On the trip last weekend, I was the most sober of them all, and it was literally my bachelor party. And, after babysitting their drunk asses all weekend, they’ve been so damn picky with the album and they won’t stop fighting with each other.”

“So we both snuck out?” You grin up at him.

“Appears we did,” He returns your smile.

You let out a dreamy sigh. “It’s just like our teenage years again. Never thought I’d have to sneak out to see you once we moved in together, Daniel Wagner.”

“Really brings me back to the good old days, don’t you think?”

You thought for a moment. “I don’t know, I think I prefer now to back then. At least we have a whole place to ourselves now. And we’re not limited to primarily car sex,” You shot him a knowing smirk.

Danny threw his head back in a laugh. “Not that I minded the car sex, but you do have a good point about having the whole place to ourselves…”

“That is a good point. Besides, I’ve really missed you lately, babe. What do you say we make up for some lost time?” You lean forward and press a kiss to his lips, and then trail them down his neck.

“Sounds like a great plan to me,” He grins.

And with the rest of the evening, you both find yourselves happier and missing each other a little less.

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The Demigod From Asgard - Steve Rogers x Reader (Part 46)

Summary: Wedding planning can be stressful, at least there’s always the bachelor and bachelorette parties to unwind

Word Count: 6.1k

Warnings: Language! Angst! Fluff! Alcohol Consumption!

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Series Masterlist / Masterlist

Chapter 46: Fighting your double

This past week had been a week from hell. It was the halfway point until your wedding day and the planning had really ramped up. Pepper or Tony were seemingly calling you constantly to ask you something. You were really grateful for the help but between the wedding planning and your Avengers work. You felt like you barely breathed the last couple weeks.

Especially since one of your teams had been a literal and constant headache. Where the Avengers had expanded you had been taking on more agents so they could do missions that didn’t need an Avenger. This meant each Avenger, well you Steve and Nat, over saw about 3 to 5 different teams. With the plans to spread the load further down the line.

One of your newest teams was the worst team you had ever seen. Individually they were all perfect agents, some of the best. They couldn’t for the life of them work together. They were worse than when the Avengers originally got together. You had tried everything and nothing seemed to work. You were now having to consider a complete reshuffle of the teams which would be a ball ache or drop the agents completely which you didn’t wanna do.

The cherry on the top was that this week just had to be the week Mother Nature decided to visit. Steve had been as comforting as he could be, he was literally perfect. Grabbing whatever you needed whenever. The only problem was that it was becoming slightly overwhelming. He pulled the covers up for you last night and tucked you in, like you were a child.

Needless to say when you finally got back to your room after an exhausting day. You were in a foul mood. Steve was reclined on the couch reading when you stormed into the room. Heading straight into the bedroom grabbing a change of clothes.

“Hey you okay?” He asks sitting up and looking over at you.

“Peachy” you grumble chucking your clothes in the hamper and shrugging on a jumper.

“How was the team?” Steve asks getting up and moving to lean against the door frame.

“Same old, same old still not working together” you tell him running your hands over your forehead into your hair.

“Have you thought about sending them to Jensen? He sorted us lot out” Steve asks walking further into the room.

“Yeah they went last week, Jensen was just as lost” you scoff shaking your head.

“Do you want me to try something?” Steve offers crossing his arms over his chest.

It was a simple offer, that maybe if he’d offered any other day or week you’d be grateful for. But today it just rubbed you up the wrong way and was the last thing you needed to hear.

“No Steve! I don’t need you fixing goddamn everything!” You snap making him look back at you surprised.

“I’m just trying to help” he counters holding his hands up in defence.

“I don’t need your help! I don’t need you to swoop in and fix everything! I don’t need babying!” You argue back squaring up to him.

“I’m not babying you” he says frowning down at you.

“You tucked me in like a child last night! I can barely move or do anything without you stepping in to do it for me! What next are you going brush my teeth for me?” You scoff shaking your head at him turning away to walk towards the bed.

“Oh c’mon Y/N! You’re being ridiculous!” Steve complains making you quickly turn round to face him.

“Ridiculous? I’m being ridiculous?” You exclaim.

“Yes! I’m just trying to make things easier for you” Steve argues.

“No Steve! Ridiculous is 8 grown ass adults not being able to get along meaning I now have to reorganise other teams, basically punishing them for other people’s issues! Ridiculous is getting constant texts and calls from Tony and Pepper to confirm details for a wedding in just over a month! Ridiculous is your fiancé treating you like a fucking child!” You shout back at him feeling yourself get more and more worked up.

“You know what Steve I can’t deal with this right now” you sigh shaking your head holding your hands up.

“Where are you going?” Steve asks as you walk out of the bedroom.

“I don’t know! Just out! Anywhere away from here” you tell him sharply.

“Away from me” he states following you.

“Right now, yes!” You shout slamming the door behind you.

You instantly headed outside taking a deep breath when you stepped out. The sun was starting to set, a time of day which you normally loved. But today even the golden rays of sun couldn’t qualm your sour mood. You walk off in the direction of the only place you could think of right now.

Walking along the jetty you don’t even think twice before diving into the lake. You didn’t even care or bother about stopping yourself from getting wet. You swim along the surface to the centre of the lake before allowing yourself to sink. As you drifted to the bottom in your air bubble you could see all the different fish swimming around. Probably wondering who the hell you were.

You relaxed at the feeling of weightlessness, the sound of absolutely nothing. Closing your eyes and letting your mind drift off, forgetting about everything that was troubling you. It wasn’t like your problems could follow you down here anyway. You were completely closed off from the rest of the world. As your problems melted out of your mind you soon realised how tired you actually were. Soon dozing off at the bottom of the lake.

You weren’t sure how long you had been asleep for. It was long enough for the sun to completely set and the moon and the stars take its place. You felt much better than you did before, no longer as angry. You knew you still had to face your problems, and Steve, but they seemed less daunting now.

You begin making your way back up to the surface. When you broke to the surface you push your hair out of your face. When you turn to look over at the jetty you spot the silhouette of someone sat at the edge. You instantly knew who it was despite not being able to see anything but their outline. You’d recognise that outline anywhere.

You start swimming over, Steve becoming much more clearer as you do so. When you reach him you don’t instantly climb out. Instead you rest up against the edge, crossing your arms on the jetty besides him.

“I was starting to think you weren’t out here” Steve says after a moment of silence, his fingers fiddling in his lap as he looked out over the lake.

“How long have you been out here?” You ask him.

“Well it’s nearly midnight, so about 4 hours” he sighs looking at his watch.

You just nod your head slightly looking down. You hadn’t realised you’d napped for so long. You also couldn’t believe that not only did Steve know exactly where to find you but that he’d just sat here for 4 hours waiting for you.

“I came to apologise, I’m sorry I shouldn’t have called you ridiculous, it was out of line” he says looking over at you.

“No I was being ridiculous, I shouldn’t have taken my anger out on you it was uncalled for” you sigh shaking your head as you climb out onto the jetty sitting besides Steve.

“It’s fine honestly” Steve says but you interrupt.

“No its not, it’s really not you have been so unbelievably sweet and I repay you by being an ungrateful brat” you sigh.

“I wouldn’t say ungrateful brat, a pushy princess maybe” Steve says smirking over at you making you snort with laughter.

“but I was overbearing too, took it too far” he adds with a small smile.

“Only slightly but it was really sweet, I honestly couldn’t ask for a better guy” you tell him resting your head against his shoulder.

Steve smiles wrapping his arm around you and kissing the top of your head.

“And look I’ll step up and help with the wedding planning take some of that off your plate” he offers making you smile.

“Thank you, maybe this weekend we can sit down with Tony and Pepper and sort a large chunk of it out” you suggest.

“Yeah that sounds good, and with the team situation if you want my help reorganising the teams just let me know, a couple of my teams have members we could swap around” Steve tells you making you smile.

“Thank you Steve, so, so much you’re incredible I don’t deserve you” you say.

“If anyone doesn’t deserve someone it’s me, I don’t know how I manage to get you princess,” Steve says shaking his head.

“Agree to disagree,” you say making him laugh.

“Deal, now c’mon let’s head inside to bed, I promise I won’t tuck you in this time” he says offering you his hand.

You laugh taking his hand and standing up with him. You go to step away towards the compound but Steve pulls you back into his arms. You look up to see him smiling down at you before he cups your cheek and kisses you deeply.

“What was that for?” You smile up at him, your hand resting on his shoulders.

“Because I love you and I hate fighting with you” he sighs resting his forehead against yours.

“I love you too, and I hate fighting but I’m glad we do” you say with a small shrug of your shoulders.

Steve looks back at you confused, with a brow arched in question.

“Because its healthy, if we never fought we’d never be truly honest with each other, we’d bury our feelings” you explain one hand moving to the nape of his neck.

Steve smiles down at you “as long as we never go to bed upset with each other” he says.

“Never, I wouldn’t be able to fall asleep without you” you say making him smile.

“Me neither” he smiles leaning down to kiss you once more.

Like promised Steve took over more of the wedding planning. Meaning you had far less calls from both Tony and Pepper. He did still double check everything with you of an evening wanting everything to be perfect. But you didn’t mind that, it was easier to double check than make the initial decision.

The agents had sorted themselves out too. You had given them one last chance before switching the teams around. During this last chance they were sent out on a mission, one of which went sideways as expected but it actually caused them to band together. Guess a near death experience helps creates bonds. In a space of two weeks they had gone from a team that couldn’t stand each other to one of the tightest. You of course were very proud.

Another great thing was the planning for the bachelor and bachelorette parties were in full swing. You had absolutely no clue what was happening with yours. You were however involved in the planning of Steve’s. A fact he wasn’t entirely pleased with, especially since you wouldn’t tell him a single thing.

“But we’re not supposed to have secrets” Steve pouted as he leant against the kitchen counter.

You glanced over at him laughing when you saw his arms crossed. Looking exactly like a 5-year-old mid tantrum. You shake your head at him going back to the food you were preparing.

“Now you’re laughing at me” he complains.

“Stop pouting like a child then” you laugh “your party is supposed to be a surprise, how can it be if I tell you what’s gonna happen”

“But you know! I don’t know anything about your bachelorette party, how is that fair” he points out making your laugh even more.

“Because Sam and Tony wanted my advice, I don’t actually know exactly what’s happening” you explain.

“You don’t?” He asks sceptically.

“No, and I don’t need to, it’s your party not mine,” you tell him.

“Yeah I guess” he says shrugging his shoulders still pouting.

“Hey what’s Captain Pouty doing out?” Sam asks as he and Nat walk into the kitchen.

“Captain Pouty?” Steve questions.

“He’s annoyed that I know about his party but he doesn’t know about mine” you explain making both Nat and Sam laugh.

“Is he a little nervous?” Nat smirks.

“No he isn’t, can we go back to-“ Steve says shaking his head.

“It’ll be fun Cap, Tony called on everyone he knows” Sam says interrupting Steve.

“What’s Captain Pouty?” Steve tries again but to zero success.

“Yeah it’s gonna be wild Steve” Nat smirks.

Steve looks over at you for help making your laugh. Especially since he was clearly trying hard not to pout.

“They’re winding you up Steve” you chuckle stepping closer and running your hands up and down his arms soothingly.

“Yeah, look I can tell you something about Y/N’s party is you really want” Nat offers.

Steve raising a brow glancing down at you. Silently asking for permission, a fact that made you laugh.

“You can, I don’t mind at all” you tell him patting him on the shoulder.

He glances back over at Nat who waves him over. He walks over standing next to her as she whispered something in his ear. He smiles slightly nodding his head as Nat whispered.

“Hmm nice” he says as he walks back over to you.

“Feel better now?” You chuckle.

“Yeah, more even out now, plus you’d tell me about any you knew I wouldn’t like” Steve says shrugging his shoulders.

“You better not have told him” Sam says pointing over to you.

“Not said I word” you laugh holding up your hands.

“Good because Tony paid a lot of money for these strippers” Sam smirks not looking over at Steve.

Steve’s face instantly fell before he began to pout once more. Clearly not liking the idea of strippers.

“Captain Pouty’s back!” Nat laughs point over at Steve making you and Sam laugh.

“Seriously! I don’t pout!” Steve complains throwing his hand up in the air.

“You’re pouting right now” you laugh.

“You do it so often Steve, here look” Nat says holding up her phone.

You try and fail to hold back a laugh when you see the many, many photos of Steve pouting. Steve’s jaw drops and he looks at all of the different photos, some of which dated back years.

“I hate you all, you’re fired” he says shaking his head at all of you.

“You can’t fire us” Sam laughs.

“Yes I can and you all are” Steve states.

“Forget about it Steve, c’mon dinner is ready” you laugh as you plate up.

“Is it my favourite?” Steve asks with a hopeful expression.

“No sorry” you say suppressing a smile when he pouts again.

“I’ll make it for dinner tomorrow I promise” you say passing him his plate and rubbing his shoulder.

“Thank you” he smiles as you both move towards the table.

“Anything for us?” Sam asks looking over at the food.

“Nope gotta fend for yourself” you say as you and Steve sit down.

“Fancy a take away?” Nat asks turning to Sam.

“Sure Chinese?” Sam suggests.

“Deal, lets leave Captain Pouty to it” Nat smirks making Steve groan and roll his eyes.

The rest of the team continued to tease team right up until the weekend. Despite your constant reassurance that it would be fine and that he’d enjoy it, Steve felt anxious about the party.

“You’re gonna be fine I promise” you chuckled as he smoothed his shirt over again in the mirror.

“I know, I just-“ he sighs turning round to face you.

“It’s Tony” he finishes.

You smiled over at him from your position on the bed. Wearing shorts and one of his hoodies as you read a book. You hold your hand out to him making him walk over and taking his hand rubbing it soothingly.

“And Sam, and they asked for my advice remember so they won’t have planned anything you won’t enjoy” you reassure him.

“But all the things they’ve been saying” he sighs shaking his head, the little voice in his head winning out.

“That’s just to wind you up, it’s all just a joke” you tell him squeezing his hand.

“So there won’t be strippers? Because I really don’t feel comfortable about that” he asks shaking his head.

“No as far as I’m aware there are no strippers” you smile making him breathe out a deep sigh of relief.

“What are your plans for tonight?” Steve asks you.

“Don’t know really, probably try and finish this book, maybe watch some TV” you say nodding down to the book on your bedside table.

“You better not watch the next episode of Brooklyn 99 without me” Steve smirk as he leans down towards you.

“I wouldn’t dare” you smile closing the gap and kissing him.

“Now off you go, and have fun!” You smile pushing him away.

“Okay, don’t wait up, I promise I’ll be quiet when I get back,” he says leaning down to peck your lips once more before heading out.

As he walked into the common room everyone was there waiting for him. To his surprise Thor was also there.

“Thor I didn’t realise you were on earth” Steve smiles walking over and shaking the man’s hand.

“Did you really think I’d miss this? We’ll be brothers soon!” Thor chuckles patting Steve hard on the shoulder.

“Plus I had to bring this” Thor adds pulling out a flask of Asgardian liquor.

“Thanks I have a feeling I might need it” Steve chuckles as Thor passes him the flask, taking a quick sip.

“Right is everyone here?” Tony says loudly looking around at everyone.

“Is Vision not coming?” Clint asks.

“No, but he says to enjoy your night,” Rhodey says nodding over to Steve.

“Great well let’s get going because we have lots planned!” Tony says smirking over at Steve.

“Oh god” Steve mutters nervously.

“You’ll be fine, Y/N asked me to make sure you had fun” Thor says smiling over at Steve.

Tony and Sam lead everyone outside and into a car large enough to fit everyone. Soon enough they were pulling out of the compound towards the city.

“You guys gonna tell me where we’re going now?” Steve asks looking over at Sam and Tony.

The two men glance over at each other before looking back at Steve.

“No but we’ll put your mind at ease, there will be absolutely no strippers or anything like that” Sam tells him with a genuine smile that made Steve relax.

“As much as I wanted to, Y/N said she’d melt my suits if we did so you’re safe cap” Tony adds making Steve laughs.

“God she’s incredible” Steve laughs making a mental note to thank you later.

“You are a lucky man, Fandral was always trying to get her attention on Asgard” Thor tells Steve.

“But I would never have let that happen” Thor added.

“I’m grateful” Steve laughs.

Soon enough the car pulled to a stop. As Steve got out he could see that they were at the harbour. He glances over at Sam arching his brow in question. Sam just grins over at him slapping him on the back.

“C’mon” Sam smiles leading Steve into the harbour.

The group then stopped outside of a yacht. Glancing at the name Steve instantly knew who owned it. On the side of the boat in golden cursive was the name ‘The Virginia’.

“I didn’t know you owned a yacht” Clint says looking over at Tony.

“Of course I do Barton, I have a couple actually, one is permanently in Monaco” Tony says casually as the men walk on board.

“Because of course” Clint laughs shaking his head.

“Okay welcome aboard cap, now we know you aren’t someone for a big fuss so all we are doing is hanging out drinking, playing some games maybe a couple bets placed” Tony explains as they step inside.

Steve smiles looking around and taking it all in. While the yacht was far more lavish than he needed. Steve couldn’t wait to just hang out with the guys and enjoy his evening.

“And we do whatever you wanna do, you wanna go out clubbing we’ll go out clubbing, you wanna just stay here, we’ll stay here” Sam tells him.

“The only thing you are not allowed to do is stay sober, we have the strong stuff so you will be using it” Tony says pointing over at the cask of Asgardian ale behind the bar.

“This is amazing thank you guys” Steve smiles shaking his head in disbelief.

“It’s nothing Cap, its time you let loose” Clint says walking over and putting some antlers on top of Steve’s head.

“Let’s get started shall we!” Thor booms.

For the next few hours all the guys enjoyed each other’s company. Ate some nice few and drank probably far too much alcohol. Steve couldn’t actually remember the last time he had been this drunk. Which is probably the reason he suggested this.

“We should go to a couple bars” he says loudly throwing his cards down on the table.

“You sure man?” Sam chuckles raising a brow.

“Yeah c’mon when else do we get the chance!” Steve exclaims standing up.

“You heard the Captain lets go” Tony laughs as the rest of the guys get ready to head out.

A short while later all the guys were in a Brooklyn bar. Steve smiled as he stepped in, while it was very different to the bar he and buck went to. It brought back some fond memories.

The bar was very busy meaning it took a while for the guys to get served. However it didn’t take long for them to get separated. When Steve returned from the restroom he couldn’t see any of the guys at all. How could you lose 5 other superheroes, one of them being a literal god.

Steve made his way through the bar trying to find the rest of the group. Not being able to find them he made his way towards the bar ordering himself a whiskey. He barely turned and stepped away from the bar when he bumped into someone. Spilling his drink.

“Look where you’re fucking going asshole!” The guy shouted glaring over at Steve.

“Sorry it was an accident” Steve apologises, putting his now empty glass down.

“No you were the fucking accident! This is Gucci do you know how expensive this is!” The man argues gesturing down to his white shirt which now had whiskey down it.

“Look I said I was sorry the bar is busy-“ Steve argues back trying to keep his voice level.

“Do you even know who I am!?” The man shouts cutting Steve off.

Steve just shakes his head shrugging his shoulders. He had absolutely no clue who this guy was. He could guess what kinda guy though.

“I am Ransom Fucking Drysdale, my grandfather is Harlan Thrombey. You mess with me, I can make your life a living hell” Ransom spits glaring over at Steve.

“Whatever” Steve mutters moving to step around Ransom.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re going!” Ransom growls grabbing Steve’s arm “I’m not done with you”

Steve was starting to get really aggravated at this man. The level of Asgardian alcohol running through his system wasn’t helping. It was probably the driving reason behind this next actions.

“Well I’m done with you, you trust fund entitled prick” Steve growls keeping his voice low enough so only Ransom could hear.

“Fuck you” Ransom spits.

Before Steve could step away a punch to his jaw sent him backwards slightly. Steve instantly saw red stalking over to the man grabbing him by the collar and punching him back. Steve could hear people shouting around him and soon enough the two men were escorted outside straight to some cops.

You woke up to the sound of your phone ringing. You grumble pushing your head up from you pillow. You glance over to see the other side of the bed empty. Telling you Steve was either still out or had crashed elsewhere.

You picked up your phone seeing it was Sam calling you.

“Sam what’s up?” You mumble when you pick up.

“Hey Y/N sorry for waking you but-“ you hear Sam say before he got interrupted by shouting on the other end of the call.

“Sir could you please calm down” you heard someone say.

“No just let me pay the god damn money!” You hear Tony shout back.

“Is that her?” You heard Thor say.

“Yeah I’m just-“ Sam says before there’s rustling.

“Sister!” You hear Thor say down the phone.

“Brother, what’s going on?” You ask sitting up.

“I’m not completely sure, we were in a tavern and the next thing I know Captain Rogers was arrested” Thor explains.

“Steve’s been arrested!?” You exclaim getting up out of bed.

“Give me that” you hear Sam grumble followed by more rustling.

“Look Y/N I’m sorry but we need you to come and pay bail, they won’t let any of us do it because we’re too drunk” Sam explains.

“Yeah I’ll be there right away, text me the address” you sigh grabbing a hoodie and slipping it on.

You put on some sweatpants before putting some trainers on and going to find Nat. You knock on her door earning a death stare from the dishevelled red head.

“You better have a good reason as to why you woke me up at 3am” Nat grumbles crossing her arms over her chest.

“Steve’s been arrested,” you tell her.

She looks back at you shocked instantly looking more awake.

“What?” She asks confused, blinking a couple times.

“I don’t know much more just that the guys need me to bail him out, and I need a lift” you explain.

“Yeah, yeah sure give me a minute” Nat agrees stepping back inside her room.

A few moments later she stepped back out wearing a jacket and leggings. The two of you made you way to the garage before climbing into a car and heading off towards the city.

“What do you think happened?” Nat asks.

“Honestly I don’t know, I know Thor had some Asgardian liquor and ale so maybe he was drunk. Steve got into a load of fights in the 40s” you suggest shrugging your shoulders.

“Who would fight Captain America though, you don’t think it was one of the guys” Nat asks glancing over at you.

“Well when Sam called I spoke to Thor, I could also hear Tony in the background so that only leaves Clint and Rhodey unaccounted for” you tell her.

“And it’s highly unlikely that it’s either of them. So it’s probably a random person who either had no clue who Steve was or was that much of an asshole” Nat deducts.

“Probably both” you mutter.

When you pulled up outside of the police station you could see all the guys minus Steve stood outside. You jump out of the car and head straight over to them.

“What the hell happened?” You ask them.

“We don’t know, he went to the restroom next thing we know is there’s this big commotion and he’s being escorted out with this other guy and arrested” Tony explains shrugging his shoulders.

“Honestly I thought Thor spiked my drink because the guy looked just like Steve, except brown hair and a little shorter” Sam says making you glance over at Thor who holds his hands up.

“I swear I didn’t spike anyone’s drinks” Thor tells you.

“Didn’t you add more of that stuff to Steve’s drinks while he wasn’t looking?” Clint pipes up, making you glare at Thor who in turn glared at Clint.

“How drunk is he?” You ask.

“Pretty drunk, I don’t think he realised how drunk he was” Rhodey says.

“Great, well I better go rescue him then” you sigh making your way into the precinct.

The guy on the front desk led you upstairs where you could see Steve sat at one of the desks. Talking to the cop there. When he sees you, he gives you a small nervous smile and a small wave of his hands.

“I’m here to collect my punk of a fiancé” you sigh walking over.

“Yes thank you for coming in, Detective Paul Diskant” the cop says shaking your hand.

“It’s no problem he hasn’t been a problem has he?” You ask glancing down at Steve.

“No, the other guy is being an issue though, between you and me I’m not surprised you clocked him” Paul says nodding to the holding cell behind you.

You glance over your shoulder to see a man who honestly did look kinda like Steve arguing with a cop through the bars. Except he was a bit shorter and had dark brown hair slicked back. You could hear him yelling about his family and his wealth.

“Wow, so is this one in any real trouble?” You ask patting Steve on the shoulder.

“No not really, going by witness statements and who you are and what that guy is like, it’s pretty obvious who’s telling the truth,” Paul says shrugging his shoulders.

“I have to say you made my first nightshift a good one” Paul adds.

“New to the job?” You ask.

“No just the area transferred from LA” Paul explains.

“Nice, well thank you for looking after him, you need me to sign or pay anything?” You ask him.

“No we just dropped the bail, just make sure he gets home and sobers up” Paul smiles.

“Will do, thanks again” you say as Paul uncuffs Steve.

“Thank you, and I am really sorry” Steve says standing up and shaking Paul’s hand.

“It’s nothing just stay outta trouble” Paul smiles.

You shake Paul’s hand before heading out with Steve. He takes your hand and pulls you to a stop before you step outside.

“I am so, so, so sorry” Steve says shaking his head.

“Hey its okay, I’m not mad” you chuckle reaching up to cup his cheek which looked a little red from where he’d been punched.

“You’re not?” He asks uncertainty clear in his voice.

“No, from what I heard that guy was a dick, plus you’re gonna get some much heat from the team there’s no point in me punishing you” you tell him with a smirk.

He groans dropping his head with a heavy shake “this is gonna be hell” he groans.

“Yep now c’mon” you laugh taking his hand.

As you step out everyone who was waiting for you cheered. Coming over and slapping Steve on the back. Steve chuckled as they all greeted him, albeit looking slightly bashful.

“Well cap I was not expecting our night to end like this” Tony chuckles.

“Me neither, did feel like I was on the set of Brooklyn 99 though” Steve laughs shrugging his shoulders making you laugh.

“That better not be the reason you got in the fight” you laugh.

“Let's get you boys home before you cause even more trouble,” Nat says heading back towards the cars.

You and Steve decided to sit in the very back of the car. Steve instantly taking you hand and pulling it into his lap. Moving so his head was resting on your shoulder.

“How’s your face?” You ask him.

“Fine, but I don’t know if that’s because of the serum or the alcohol” Steve says making you snort.

“Thor was spiking your drinks apparently” you tell him.

“Really?” He asks lifting his head to look at you, you nod your head in answer.

“Well I did the same to him so guess that makes it fair” he shrugs moving his head back to your shoulder.

You chuckle kissing the top of his head as he shuffles. Making himself more comfortable as he wrapped his arms around you snuggling into you. You always love it when he became clingy like this. Soon enough you could hear his quiet snores as he fell asleep.

Steve remained clingy the rest of the night and the next morning when he was recovering from his first proper hangover in decades. You didn’t mind though, you thoroughly enjoyed relaxing all day with Steve. He would lie between your legs, head buried in your chest. Periodically dozing off as you ran your fingers through his hair.

Plus you were fairly certain he would be repaying the favour when your bachelorette party came around. Especially since the party was officially starting midday.

“Have fun, don’t get in trouble” Steve smirks kissing you as you got ready to leave.

“I’m not you” you remind him making him laugh.

“Harhar, now off you go” Steve says rolling his eyes pushing you towards the door.

“Don’t wait up” you smile pecking his lips before heading out.

You met up with Nat, Pepper and Wanda in the entrance hall of the compound. Pepper instantly pushes a glass of champagne into your hands.

“I’ve already added a couple of drops of Asgardian liquor,” She tells you with a wink.

“Thank you very much” you smirk taking a sip of the champagne.

“We better get going” Nat smiles as the car pulls up outside.

“Where we going?” You ask as you climb into the car.

“Now that’s a surprise” Wanda tells you with a playful smirk.

“Well step on it then” you say making them all laugh.

The four of you all chatted and drank champagne as the driver took you to god knows where. Soon enough the car pulled up and you all climbed out.

“We thought you deserved some pampering” Pepper smiles as you step inside the bar.

“You girls know me well” you smile looking forward to it.

You spent the rest of the afternoon getting every spa treatment possible. As well as drinking copious amounts of champagne and cocktails all topped with Asgardian liquor. By the end of the evening you were already starting to get tipsy.

The day wasn’t over there though as Nat pulled out a brand new dress. A gorgeous navy sequined dress that complimented your perfectly. Perfect for the meal you all had followed by the night in a couple clubs. Unlike the boys none of you got into any trouble. Stumbling back to the compound at around 2am.

You were giggling to yourself as you made you way inside your room. You were trying to get your heels off when you stumbled leading to more giggles when you landed on the couch. You looked over your shoulder when you heard the door to the bedroom open.

“There it is!” You exclaim point over at Steve.

“Don’t you mean he?” Steve chuckles clearly just out of bed, his hair all messy only wearing boxers.

“No it, and it is America’s ass!” You say as he walks over.

“I hope you didn’t tell the girls that” Steve says resting his hands on his hips.

“Nope I didn’t I promise” you say zipping your lips shut with a small hiccup.

“Did you have fun?” He smiles.

“Loads, but I have a problem” you tell him making his arch a brow.

“I can’t get my shoes off” you say holding your foot up.

Steve laughs gently taking your heels off of you.

“Your dress is lovely by the way” Steve says once you were free of your heels.

“You could take it off if you want” you smirk standing up and wrapping your arms around his shoulders.

“I will but only to get you ready for bed” he tells you making you pout.

“Pwease Stevie” you pout.

“I’ll make it up to you once you recover tomorrow I promise” he offers putting his hands on your hips.

“Okay, can I have a kiss though?” You ask him hopefully.

“Of course doll” he smiles leaning down to press a sweet kiss to your lips.

“Now let’s get you to bed” he says brushing some hair out of your face.

“Just one more moment” you mumble burying your head into his chest.

Steve chuckles rubbing your back kissing the top of your head.

“C’mon princess” he says sweeping you off your feet when you don’t move.

You squeal in surprise clinging onto him as he carries you into the bedroom. He set you down onto the bed quickly grabbing your vest and shorts. You smile up at him as he helps you change. Once you were changed he climbs into bed beside you. You instantly snuggle up next to him head on his chest. His arm around you fingers running up and down your arm.

“I love you Stevie” you mumble nuzzling into him further.

“I love you too” he smiles kissing the top of your head.

“Night, night Stevie” you say with a small yawn.

“Night doll” he tells you.

“N’ night america’s ass” you mumble half asleep making Steve chuckle.

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What is willow and skara’s wedding like?

Ah, a lovely little question, one I’m more then happy to answer.

To start, Skara spent months figuring out the perfect way to propose. She wanted it to be something her girlfriend would look back on and think of as the second most romantic night of her life, next to their actual wedding. After acquiring the biggest, brightest ring she could, Skara spent several sleepless nights trying to calculate the perfect spot, the perfect time of day, the perfect position of the sun. It took her so long to figure it out that by the time she’d decided that a sunset would make the most sense, Willow had already proposed to her on a random dinner date. Skara had to choke out ‘YES!’ through a chicken bone.

From there, the two girls spent a good few months planning out what exactly they wanted, with a bit of help from Luz and Amity. Their own wedding planning experience gave them the right tools to help with some of the more practical issues, such as convincing Skara that a 50ft wedding cake would be a bit much for most bakeries to handle (Luz, sadly, had to learn that the hard way. The way that led to screaming.)

If there’s one thing the happy couple unfortunately always would disagree on, it was scale. To Skara, nothing short of a massive wedding was worthy of her beloved; it should fill the largest cathedral’s on the Titan, with the biggest after party that the whole of Bonesburough would remember for decades, and it would all be for Willow. But Willow wanted something smaller, more intimate: a tiny wedding in her garden, surrounded by their closest family and friends, while saying “I do” to her precious Skary, was all she needed. Eventually, they compromised; the wedding would be in Willow’s garden, but Skara would plan the after party herself. Willow agreed, though also set a hard budget so Skara didn’t make them take out a second and third mortgage for it.

Luz was Skara’s Best Woman. She practically squealed like a schoolgirl when asked, excited honored. They had a bachelor party with Gus, Edric, Hunter, Amelia, Cat and Viney at a human amusement park, basically riding rides and eating junk and drinking Eda’s specially made Apple Blood (a mistake the entire party agreed never to make again under any circumstances). Skara did make it a point of winning her fiancé a gigantic, Willow-sized stuffed teddy bear from a ring toss game, and proudly gave it to Willow with a smile. Even if it’s in their closet due to being too big for their bed, to this day, Willow gives it a hug whenever she misses Skara, helping her feel just a bit closer to the woman she loves.

Amity was Willow’s Maid of Honor, which was no surprise, given Willow had been Amity’s. Still, Amity was happy to oblige, and set up a small, silly sleepover for her Bachelorette Party, with Gus, Viney, and Emira. They are popcorn, watched, and made fun of, cheesy movies, and generally just acted like they were kids back in Hexside. It was one of the most fun times Willow had had without Luz or Skara, just being with friends and hanging out. Still, she couldn’t deny that she was happy to see her fiancé and bestie the next day.

Now, the ACTUAL wedding!

As promised, the wedding was a more intimate affair; in the garden behind Willow and Skara’s home, the carnivorous plants on their best behavior and with little bow ties on as a small, plant-adorned chapel was erected. The guests included the remaining members of both the Hexside Squad and the Emerald Entrails, the Owl House crew, both sets of Skara and Willow’s parents, and Skara’s friends, Amelia, Cat, and Bo.

Skara wore a tailor made silver suit, similar to the ones she’d wear for each of her Grom dances. Luz herself wore a dark suit with a tutu (it had been a compromise, as the one thing Skara had told her “Nope” to was allowing Luz to come in in her otter onesie. ‘It’s a cute idea,’ Skara said, ‘But I want everyone to focus on Petals and how lovely she’ll inevitably be.’)

As Skara suspected, Willow was stunning. She wore a beautiful green flowing dress embroiled with the most lovely flowers on the Isles, as well as some in her hair. She made Skara think of a goddess of flowers and beauty, both of whom fit her perfectly. She was walked down the aisle by both her dads.

Raine officiates the wedding, happy to help their former student Skara with her special day.

Given that these two have experience with both Luz and Amity and Eda and Raines weddings, there’s only one duo for the job of ring bearers; Hooty and King! And this time, Hooty doesn’t even attempt to swallow the rings.

When the time to give speeches came, Skara mentioned how she’d written a 500 page speech, but decided to shrink it down to keep people awake during it (people laughed, despite Skara being serious). She talked about how grateful she was for Willow, how she treasures each moment with her and could never imagine life without her. Though she never spoke directly about her former bullying, she acknowledged how she wasn’t always good to Willow, and how she is doing everything in her power to be worthy of the kindness she receives now.

Willow, meanwhile, speaks about how happy she is to see Skara grow and mature. She talks about how fun she is to be with, how wonderful and bright she is and how she makes Willow feel alive and happy to be so. It’s enough to bring Skara to tears.

Skara just had to hear Raine breathe right after Willow’s speech to kiss her new wife, something Willow was more then happy to do as well.

Later, the after-party; Skara rented out a tent for the whole of Willow’s backyard, filled it with all the couple favorite foods, and paid Gus to MC and DJ the entire thing. The party was filled with couples and friends dancing and laughing and enjoying themselves, particularly the couple of the evening themselves, who would always be the cutest couple dancing the night away.

Willow would toss the bouquet, and it would be a tie catch between Ed and Em, neither of whom knows if this means they’ll be getting married first or not (later, they have a double wedding, Ed marrying Hunter and Em marrying Viney).

And finally, the honeymoon; Skara decided to go for something small for once; a few weeks trip to a small cabin on a less dangerous section of The Knee. There, the girls were able to be in wedded bliss, simply spending their time in the cabin to be together and in love.

And that’s about all I can think of for a Skarlow wedding! I hope you enjoyed that answer!

#the owl house #skarlow #willow park #toh skara #willow park toh #toh #skara #headcannon #cute

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Tobias & Casey "My Canon" Masterlist 2/2 Post-Series Timeline

Updated 03.27.2024

🎭 Angst ☁️ Fluff ❤️‍🩹Ansty Fluff 😂 Humor 🎨Fanart Commission 🔥 NSFW /18+ Ⓜ️ Mature Content 📱 Text Fic 📷 Edit 🍼👰 Baby/Wedding ⭐️ Personal Favorite

About Casey About Tobias Original Characters in this HC Complete Tobias & Casey Masterlist

This is page 2 of 2 since there were too many links to remain on one post. The headers will show the timeframe; these are in chronological order.

Tobias & Casey Canon Masterlist 1 of 2 Can be found here

Dance it Better ☁️ An over-tired Casey storms into Tobias's office quite cross, but she leaves with a bright new perspective. 01.29.23

The Perfect Gift: For Yor Eyes Only (Part 1 of Tobias & Casey's Baby & Wedding Stories) ☁️Ⓜ️⭐️Tobias is always spoiling the love of his life, and she desperately wants to do something in return for him. But the man has everything. What can she possibly give him? Suddenly, she has a perfect idea! And it’s a gift that keeps on giving.

For Keeps (Part 2 of Tobias & Casey's Baby & Wedding Stories) ☁️🍼👰⭐️ Tobias drags his best buddy around Boston to find the perfect ring for Casey, but in the end, she has the biggest surprise for him.

(Not) Keeping Secrets (Part 3 of Tobias & Casey's Baby & Wedding Stories) ☁️🍼👰😂 They're engaged and expecting their first baby... but they want to keep it under wraps until they can tell their parents, which is two weeks away. The problem is... Tobias. Part 1 (Drabble) Part 2 (Insta Edit) Part 3 (Text Fic) Part 4 (Drabble)

Much More Below...

Still the Same 📱 When Casey worries that having a baby will change them too much, Tobias reassures her. But in the end, she reassures herself.

Grandparents Day Part 1: Unexpected ☁️ 🍼👰Casey is enjoying how excited Tobias is to (finally) spread the news about their engagement and baby-to-be finally. But en route to her parents, he begins to panic; what if they don’t feel the same way?

Grandparents Day Part 2: …and I needed you to know. 🎭☁️ 🍼👰⭐️ After learning he is going to be a father, there is only one person Tobias wants to share the news with.

Grandparents Day Part 3: An Act of God ☁️ 🍼👰Casey’s parents know, and Tobias shared a poignant moment with his late father. Now, the happy couple travels to DC to tell Vivian the wonderful news. How will she react to hearing her dream come true?

Just Name It! 📱☁️ 🍼😂 Tobias & Casey have some unusual ideas for naming their baby

Wedding Plans - A short series leading up to their wedding day. Part 1: "I don't think I can do this..." Part 2: "Stress-free, you say?"

Sweet Stuff ☁️ 😂 Recently engaged, Tobias & Casey are enjoying breakfast at one of their favorite places when they spot Ethan. Ribbing and bantering can't be far off when this trio begins to do their thing. And yes.... this is leading up to Eva.

Best Men - Not everyone is happy to hear Tobias & Casey's news, but others help them through, and Ethan is elated with his new role.

Consequences - Ethan is being a wonderful friend but fails to make a good impression on a new doctor. A displeased Vivian confronts her youngest son. Casey makes a new friend, and Jordan wants to make amends, but is Tobias ready?

A Little Detour: The Elopement - With their planned wedding less than a month away, they hop on a flight to Vegas to make it legal.... all by themselves. 👰🏼‍♀️💍🤵🏽‍♂️

Wedding Plans (resumed) Part 3: Use Soap! A Bridal Shower A bunch of edits from Casey's Bridal Shower as the countdown to their "real" wedding continues. Can they keep their elopement a secret? Does Bryce win the contest for the best gift?

Part 4: Stags & Does 📱📷 - Tobias & Casey's bachelor/bachelorette party in texts and edits.

A Little Surprise ☁️ (feat. Bryce Lahela x Olivia Hadley) Tobias & Casey's wedding is this Saturday! And their officiant, Bryce, has been so excited about wooing the single guests all along, until now. When he creates a little mystery about his sudden date, Casey is determined to get to the bottom of things.

Brotherly Love 📷☁️😂Tobias & Ethan engage in some Instagram silliness before the big day... and Ethan wins this time. lol

To Have and To Hold 👰 Fanart - Tobias & Casey's Wedding Day.

Our Little Surprise ☁️👰 Ficlet & Fanart from Tobias & Casey's Wedding Day

Just for Fun 📱😂Casey picks out some fun gifts for Ethan's birthday, and then others get gifts, too!

The Perfect Thanksgiving ☁️🦃 Tobias and Casey spend their first Thanksgiving together as husband and wife.

Christmas is gonna be awkward... 📱☁️😂 Tobias and Casey's flirting takes a turn when his mother gets involved.

Just a Little Faith ☁️🎄12.23.2022 Casey and Tobias reflect on how they have changed as they await Christmas day.

2023:

A Perfect Date ☁️ Wedding plans are behind them, the holidays are over, and Casey's morning sickness is finally gone. So, Tobias plans a big night out on the town for them to celebrate. Not everything goes as planned, but it ends perfectly. [01.23]

Simple Pleasures ☁️💘🎨 (FIC & FANART) Tobias is driving himself crazy trying to create the perfect Valentine's Day for his new wife and momma-to-be. Meanwhile, Casey forgot about it until the last moment, then worried she couldn't make it special. Luckily, they heeded good advice from friends and went on to enjoy a beautiful evening together.

In the Middle of the Night ☁️🤰😂Casey's now in her third trimester, and she can't sleep through the night, and that means Tobias isn't either. Luckily, they make the best of it together. [2.22.23]

I'll Be Watching You 📱☁️ 🍼😂 Tobias & Casey are about to be parents, but Ethan is about to be a godfather, and he's spoiling the baby in advance... and trolling Tobias while doing so.

By Your Side ☁️ A very pregnant Casey is having a difficult night, and her husband is there to help her through.

Just Fine! ☁️😂 Tobias stumbles upon a shaken Bryce... who tries to warn him about what he's in for. But Tobias has things under control... or does he? [3.18.2023]

A Family Evening ☁️ A month before their first baby is due, Casey and Tobias enjoy a fun and pleasant evening with his mother and “little” brother.

In a Pickle ☁️🤰Spend a typical Wednesday night with Tobias and (a very pregnant) Casey as they snuggle up to watch one of their favorite television shows, Abbott Elementary.

We're Having a Baby (2-part series) Part 1: Ready or Not ☁️🤰🍼 As Tobias heads to work and Casey heads to a routine doctor's visit, they are unaware of the chaos about to be underway. Part 1 or 2 of little Samantha Carrick entering the world. Part 2: Here She Is ☁️🤰🍼 The gang gathers at the hospital as Casey and Tobias get ready to welcome their little one. But there are still a few issues to work out before Baby Carrick officially arrives. Part 2 of 2

The Perfect Gift ☁️🍼🎨 Tobias and Casey welcome their first child into the world and set some ground rules along the way.

Heading Home ☁️🍼📱😂 The Carricks are bringing Baby Samantha home, and of course, the usual craziness ensues!

Are We Dating the Same Guy? Tobias Edition ☁️😂 Casey & Tobias are both on parental leave following the birth of their first daughter. When Tobias steps out for an errand, Sienna notifies Casey that she found Tobias on "Are We Dating the Same Guy? Boston/Cambridge", and apparently, he has a Tinder account. Here's what happens when Tobias returns.

Date Night 📱📷☁️ Tobias plans the couple's first post-baby date night. But is Casey ready?

First Fathers Day ❤️‍🩹 It's Tobias's first Father's Day, and he's happy to celebrate with Casey and their eight-week-old daughter. But as happy as he is, Casey senses something is amiss and helps him deal with emotions that arise.

Homecoming 🔥🎨New parents and normally insatiable Casey & Tobias have been given the "green light" by Casey's OB/GYN, and they are determined to make it a night to remember. [FANFIC and FANART - fanart by @/artbyainna]

Starstruck 📱☁️ 😂Tobias is a keynote speaker at a conference in Ashville, NC. Casey decides to join him and make it a quick getaway. While there, Casey is convinced she is seeing starts... Tobias is convinced she's losing her mind. (Celebrity sighting, but they're not getting Homesick...)

Crushed ☁️ 😂This is sort of a follow-up to Starstruck, based on this ask by @liaromancewriter. Casey always thinks she's seeing stars - the celebrity version - and on this quick getaway with her husband, she really saw one. Now, Tobias claims he has, too. Does Casey believe him?

Casey's 32nd Birthday 📷☁️🎂 So, how did she spend her first birthday as a Mom? She chose to spend it alone with her husband and daughter. See some edits of what they did to make the day special below.

Karma is... a Barbie Premiere (1/2) ☁️ Tobias scores tickets to the biggest event in Boston, and he & Casey each invite a friend. When they learn who each invited, the wheels start spinning.

Karma is... a Barbie Premier (2/2) ☁️ In part two, we learn a little more about Dr. Eva Mendoza, (a new OC in my Tobias & Casey world. An Introduction), and find out about her and Etahn's rocky start. Now that Tobias & Casey have them calling a truce, what does the future hold?

Is it Magic? 📱A little text flirtation about what leads to love.

Roman Adventure 📱☁️😂 How often does Tobias think about the Roman Empire?

A Quite Carrick Halloween ☁️🎃😂It's their first Halloween with baby Samantha, and they're wrapped in sugary sweet domestic bliss - but with these two, there's always a side of something extra.

Caught in the Act 🔥🎨A ride to a charity function is just a ride to a charity function, right? Not when the couple in question is the insatiable Carricks. See how a misunderstanding led to a fun-filled escapade. 😉

Upon Arrival ☁️ Casey's stuck at work a little late, so she asks Tobias for a favor. Her usually unflappable husband seems a little... flapped... and we're about to find out why. (Feat: Jackie Varma)

Baby Talk ☁️ On a holiday trip to grandma's, Tobias tries to convince Samantha to crawl

2024:

Not so fast... ☁️💘02.18 | It's their fourth third Valentine's Day together, and it looks a little different than the rest. Still, all is going well until Tobias drops a little bombshell.

Happy 40th Birthday, Tobias! 📷In Elsaland, Tobias turns 40 today, and his wife and bestie are there to make it Insta-official! Part 1: Ethan's Post 02.19 Part 2: Casey's Post 02.19

High Seas Part 1 ☁️ 😂 (feat. Ethan Ramsey) Casey and Tobias have been looking forward to their vacation plans, a cruise on the high seas with some old Hopkin’s friends as well. But when work gets in the way, Casey has a suggestion. Can she sell it?

High Seas Part 2 ☁️ 😂 (feat. Ethan Ramsey) Casey and Tobias have been looking forward to their vacation plans, a cruise on the high seas with some of his old friends from Hopkins. But when work got in the way, Casey convinced Ethan to join her husband instead. Now, out on the high seas, some confusion ensues. Will the friends turned frienemies now friends again survive?

Whenever, Whatever 04.02 📱Shakira has been on Tobias's (and Ethan's) "list" forever, but now, they're done. It's a crisis in the Carrick household, so of course, Tobias makes it Ethan's issue, too. (Just for fun!)

Careful What You Wish For... 📱02.26 | They've been together too long...and know each other too well.

It's Delicate... 04.08 📱4/19 is a big day for Swifties, and Casey is among them. When her mother-in-law Vivian realizes this is the day before her precious grandbaby's first birthday (and party), she needs to have a few words with her son... then he needs to have a couple chats himself. He reaches out to Bryce and Sienna for reassurance that all will be OK and that Sienna may have a prescription to save the day.

All Is Merry & Bright ☁️ 🎄(feat. Bryce Lahela x Jensen Valentine, Vivian Carrick, Jordan Carrick) It's their second Christmas with little Samantha, and the Carricks are getting ready to take their Christmas card photo. As Uncle Jordan sets up the perfect shot, Grandma Vivian, Bryce, and Jensen provide the commentary.

A Little Mess 📱 Ethan pet-sits Tobias & Casey's cat. It doesn't go as smoothly as he had hoped.

2025:

One Summer Night... ☁️ The lights are out in Boston in the middle of a heatwave, and no one is sleeping, but it is a night full of sweet memories for Tobias & Casey... once they cool off. 01.16.23

2029:

Full of Surprises ☁️ 💐 - Tobias and his daughters plan a lovely day full of surprises for Casey, but in the end, she has the biggest surprise of all.

2030 and Beyond:

Happiest New Year ☁️ 🎄 - It was a difficult year for the Carrick family and on New Year’s morning, Tobias & Casey welcomed the craziness, the chaos… and even Vivian. They are happy that their recently expanded family is all under one roof and starting new traditions.

Candyland Part2: Power in Numbers ☁️ ⭐️😂 - Casey & Tobias attempt to trick their daughters with the latest TikTok challenge, but who wins in the end?

Sweet Chaos ☁️💝 With the help of Tobias, Casey recreates a Valentine’s Day family tradition from her childhood for her three little girls.

Tobias and His Lovely Ladies ☁️ ⭐️🎨 (FIC & FANART) Tobias & Casey share a typical Saturday morning discussing what to get his mother for a birthday gift.

For His Girls ☁️🎄- The girls want to have a nice holiday party, just like those Mommy & Daddy have been attending. So they ask Daddy to make it happen.

The Missing Piece ☁️😂 Casey's heading out for a night with friends, and Tobias is on Dad duty. The night goes well overall, but it's not complete until Casey returns home.

A Carrick Family Easter ☁️ 🐰⭐️ 🎨(FIC & FANART) A little peek at four scenes from the Carrick Family's Easter Day.

Learning Curve ☁️😂 It's "Bring Your Child to Work Day," and Sammy has some preconceived ideas about how it will go, but at the end of the day, she's in for some sweet surprises.

#tobias carrick #tobias carrick x mc #tobias x casey #casey mactavish #tobias x casey masterlist #tobias x casey masterlist 2 of 2 #post-series timeline #tcml #open heart #open heart choices

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don't be shy which replacement portraits 👀

if youre talking about the sdv ones then,, i got u. theyre from nexus mods tho so im sorry about that and don’t @ me but like i replaced a lot of them bc i got some mods and they no longer fit the v i b e s

maru it’s completely unnecessary bc maru is queen, but i saw that someone replaced her canon portrait with an early idea version and was like YES YES I LOVED HER ORIGINAL CONCEPT idk why they trashed it. it was god tier.

emily i love her i do but they really did her dirty with that dress like she is a whole ass lesbian fashion designer ,, have you seen witchy lesbian fashion? kitschy, amazing, patterns, glitter, colours, random things on earrings, beauty but they said nah let’s give her a sack and a hack job haircut i’m mad

sebastian listen like come on, fuck me emo boy but um that fringe was not the vibe anymore so i had to get it chopped, but he still looks sufficiently emo imo

harvey i use the file with glasses bc hes cute

sam ngl im a little conflicted bc he looks like the prep version of a character from an anime i adopted, but sams super cute

shane he looks like he’s been through it and i’m ok with that

alex nothing can make me like this asshole, but eh at least he’s no longer like ,, reeking of repressed bisexuality and internalised homophobia

elliot tried to find one that made him look a little less pretentious, which i mean worked ! but nothing is saving his pretentious ass dialogue like i heard someone say that he was the annoying english lit major that girls date in college before coming out as lesbian and i felt that bc leah is in fact a cottage core lesbian

on second thought, in case you haven’t seen it here is the diversity mod i mentioned in the tags bc i literally screamed when i saw it um nb sam. hijabi sandy, chubby abigail ****with a septum-fuck i’m so gay***, trans asian sebastian, kinky coily maru, black elliot with dreads, ethnically diverse clothing and wedding outfits i’m gonna cry and probably definitely replace all of what i listed, but it took so long to write it all out so i’m gonna keep the list in case those are more to your fancy instead but butch leah sddj !! fuck !

#sdv mods #lsdkfjas d i'm putting this under a read more bc random #the bachelorettes were perfect but the bachelors .. they needed help #severely #asks #ten dad jokes in a trenchcoat #tbdeleted #probably bc tbh i saw the diversity mod that i might actually download and trash all of the current replacements i have now #don't know if you only wanted sam and harvey now that i think about it #but i just gave you all i have installed #Anonymous

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honeypiehotchner · 3 years

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intelligence & issues (Hotch x Fem!Reader) -- epilogue

Well, you guys. We’ve reached the end 🥺

This is pretty short (so sorry) and more of a recap/answer all the questions/tie up all the loose ends type of epilogue. Endings are always so hard for me, so I’m not that happy with this, but I hope it’s at least a little of what you guys hoped 💗

Thank you all so, SO much for following me on this writing journey. I’ve both impressed and shocked myself once again with how fast I wrote this, but I am so grateful that I had you guys by my side the whole time. Writing can be really lonely sometimes, but you all made it less so. Thank you endlessly xx.

Oh, and reminder that this isn’t goodbye! I have FSOAH coming out in May, and before that/during that fic I’ll be writing many, many Hotch one shots and headcanons, so I am absolutely 100% sticking around 🥰

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The team doesn’t find out about your engagement to Aaron for another couple weeks.

Truthfully, you’re surprised none of them guessed it, but they were all incredibly surprised when Aaron “popped the question” one night at dinner at Rossi’s house. Dave already knew, of course, which is why it felt right to do it when everyone was together for dinner.

Not to mention, it gave Aaron time to craft his perfect speech and deliver it – even though you insisted that it wasn’t necessary. Still, he did it, because it was important to him, so you let him.

Even if he became so stupidly secretive about it. Comically secretive.

He nearly fell out of his desk chair once trying to hide the paper from you, and you were on the floor laughing at him for ten minutes.

Then when the time came for him to get down on one knee (for the second time), he was a sweating mess. You had to give him a pre-proposal kiss just to calm him down.

The one upside to being publicly engaged is that now you wear your engagement ring at work, instead of only at home with him.

You and Aaron both agreed on you not wearing it in the field, especially when you’re handling your weapon, but at the BAU or at a precinct during a case, you wear it.

A slightly smaller change is that you aren’t in the field much, at least not on sexual assault or violence cases. You and Aaron decided it is better for your mental health that way, and besides, Spencer always needs company at the precinct – especially when he needs help dealing with officers.

You have gone in the field a handful of times since the engagement, but not without Hotch’s protective nature nearly getting in the way. Granted, Derek’s has, too. It’s just been that way ever since you were shot.

It’s your new normal, and yet, it doesn’t feel that different at all.

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The wedding is in the fall, at a venue that Rossi helped you guys pick out because of his connections. You were too stressed with the regular tasks of your job that you put up zero fights when it came to Rossi finding the venue, and your mom handling practically everything else.

Haley doesn’t attend (no surprise there as her and Aaron aren’t speaking as much since he found out about her surprise visit to the office), but she does drop Jack off with Rossi the night before.

Aaron stayed with Rossi because the two of them – plus Derek and Spencer – had a makeshift Bachelor party. You and the girls (Pen, Emily, JJ, and your mom) had a Bachelorette party for you at Aaron’s apartment – that is now officially your home, too.

The day of the wedding, though, you’re a lot less nervous than you expected to be. There are no cold feet.

Your mom and Derek walk you down the aisle, on your right and left arms respectively. Jack is the ringbearer (and he does an amazing job). Pen and Spencer all but insisted on being the flower girls, which provided more laughter than you ever thought possible.

You and Aaron compromised and did the traditional vows during the actual ceremony, but the ones you both penned from the heart are shared before the reception. The photographer – a good friend of Dave’s, and by default also an old friend of Aaron’s – captured the moment in pictures that you can’t wait to frame.

The reception is as fun as any other party you’ve had with the team, with the added excitement of your mom, Tammy (who flew in and surprised you), and JJ finally bringing her boyfriend, Will, around (you’ve all known about them, it was just a matter of her admitting it).

Your relationship with Aaron is no longer an issue at work, and weirdly enough, you’ve become somewhat of a power couple.

You still operate under your mom’s last name, but there have been times when Aaron has introduced you as Mrs. Hotchner – mostly on cases in the south – to get the police officers to take you more seriously. You hate it, but they somehow respect a married woman more than a single one, but you have no problem being Mrs. Hotchner if it means they’ll shut up and listen.

Speaking of being Mrs. Hotchner, you and Aaron move into a bigger apartment since you’ve officially moved in. But on top of that, Jack is getting older, and you wanted him to have more space, especially since he’s started spending nearly every weekend with you.

Having a good relationship with Jack Hotchner is something you stressed over for no reason. The kid adores you. He calls you by your first name mostly, and you didn’t mind at all, but he has slipped up a few times and called you “Mom”.

Needless to say, you and Aaron shared a tearful look that day.

Your relationship with Haley will forever be rocky. Aaron doesn’t like to leave you alone when he knows Haley will be stopping by to drop Jack off, and Aaron never forces you to go with him to drop Jack back off with her – though Jack practically drags you to the car every time.

It’s the kind of marriage you never thought possible, but you don’t know how you’d survive with anything – or anyone – else.

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chocolatecakecas · 3 years

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Yeah, Should Have Seen That Coming: Saileen Bachelor Party Ficlet

Congrats to the soon to be Mrs. and Mr. Leahy💚💍!!!

Sam had the brilliant idea to have their bachelorette/bachelor parties on the same night. Two separate parties, at least a week before the wedding to avoid any last minute mishaps (learning from the mistakes of Dean and Cas' party last month). They had thought of everything, Sam even remembered to invite Adam this time. They were each going to have a perfect party with no unforseen issues, because they both deserved a night of fun.

Dean was granted the privilege of being Eileen's best man maid of honor, so he shut down his bar that night, and threw her an absolute rager. He even dragged the stripper pole back out at Eileen's request (though Dean thinks it was a shame Cas wasn't going to be there to use it) and set up a mechanical bull. So of course Cas was chosen to be Sam's best man, and for his party, Sam just wanted a normal, quiet night. Just board games, beer and burgers at the bunker (Crowley was pissed he got stuck at Sam's instead of Eileen's, but Garth was thrilled about the prospect of playing Monopoly). So that's exactly what Cas planned to give him. He makes sure he's got Sam's favorite beer, burgers from the place that makes his favorite vegan burgers, he's taken care of everything. And all Sam has to do is grab the board games from one of the storage rooms.

What could possibly go wrong?

Well, considering Sam and Cas are involved?

Everything.

(read the rest under the cut)

They ended up on a hunt before the party even began. Sam had accidentally bumped into a shelf in the storage room, knocking over a cursed object, and then picked it up without thinking("Sam why did y- "It just looked like a piece of wood!" "It's not, its cursed it's called t-" "Well that doesn't help me now, Cas!"). And so it turned out, they unleashed an ancient curse that if they didn't break by midnight, the world would be "shroud in 5 billion years of darkness". But Sam won't let anyone call Eileen or Dean ("I just don't want to ruin her party!" "Sam the world could en-" "Yeah, but that happens all the time. How often do you get to have a bachelorette party?")

So it was up to Sam, Cas, Jack, Crowley, Garth, and Adam (Kevin was already halfway up the steps and on his way to Dean's bar before Sam even finished explaining what happened).

And a lot can go wrong over a few hours, especially if the threat of the end of world is looming over you.

In the past three hours, they managed to successfully tear apart the entire archives looking for lore, had Jack fly them to three different states to wake up three experts on the subject, fought and killed one of Crowley's old nemesis who had an ingredient they needed for a spell, were briefly transported to a different dimension, twice (Jack was able to get them home, but they had to go back because Garth forgot his phone). Then of course they summoned the wrong ancient god, then had to figure out how to kill them, before they eventually summoned the right one needed to break the curse.

At that point, after some encouragement (yelling) from everyone, Sam finally gave in and tried to facetime and text Eileen, finally allowing Cas to call Dean too.

But neither of them answered because Eileen was currently in the middle of an intense drinking contest between Rowena, Mary and Kevin (who arrived 2 hours ago and mentioned nothing about the curse), while Dean (totally sober mind you) learned he was amazing on the stripper pole, as Charlie, Kaia and Claire cheered him on, and Jo along with some of Eileen's hunter friends were trying out the mechanical bull.

So they were on their own, and quickly running out of time.

But unfortunately for them, the three hours of chaos was a complete waste, since they discovered a bit too late that lore was wrong. Because the weapon that was supposed to kill the God was clearly not working since it seemed to be chasing them around just fine, with a giant stake in it's neck. So they hurriedly decided splitting up would be the best course of action, and they scattered in all directions as they ran into the woods(where they had landed when Jack zapped them back) trying to confuse the God.

Which had been a complete mistake ("It can clone itself!" "Yes, thank you Sam, I hadn't noticed").

And currently, Crowley and Garth were both knocked out by some of the God's clones, and Jack was nowhere to be seen, leaving just Sam and Cas to fight with what they had (2 guns, an angel blade, and half a flask of holy water, so nothing)

Now there was only five minutes until midnight and the God had them surrounded, as it threw their useless guns and blades halfway across the forrest.

And only one thought rang through Sam's mind.

"Eileen is gonna kill me if the world ends before the wedding"

"Well if you hadn't touched th-"Cas started

"Thanks Cas, you really know how to make a guy feel better" Sam yelled back, swiflty cutting him off.

He glanced back up to see the God (who's name Sam had already forgotten) inching closer, holding them in place as they were readying themselves to smite them.

Sam took one last look at Cas and the reality of the situation finally set in. This was it.

All Sam wanted was one normal night, but now the world's ending again and he doesn't even know the name of the God ending it.

They were screwed. Now he'll never see Eileen again and they'll nev-

Suddenly a wooden stake was shoved through the back of the God's neck with a crunch, sending them crumbling to the ground. It burst into black flames, disappearing.

And standing above them in a, 6 inch heels, covered in glow stick bracelets, and a bride sash, was a very tipsy Eileen.

She and Dean helped pull them to their feet, and Sam could cry at the sight of her (and he did).

As soon as he was standing, Sam frantically began rambling and signing trying to explain and apologize all in one breath. But Eileen simply took hold of his hands, stopping him in his tracks.

"You were supposed to use sheep's blood, idiot" Eileen signed with a smirk.

Then she grabbed by the shoulders, yanking him down into a deep kiss.

"Wait how did-where did yo-"Sam started as he broke away. He quickly takes in his surroundings spotting Claire and Kaia helping Garth to his feet, Rowena trying to wake Crowley, and Charlie and Jo who are probably trying to convince Adam not to leave. He finds Dean, Cas and Jack off to the side huddled close together, while Dean probably tells his husband how much of a dumbass he is.

"Jack flew to the bar, and we read through your's and Cas' texts. We were able to piece it together from there, and apparently you guys can't read. Maybe leave the hunting to the pros?" Eileen teased, swaying slightly (okay maybe she was a little more than tipsy). Sam tightly wrapped his arms around her, keeping her steady, as a smile grew on his face.

"I don't deserve you" Sam sighs, cupping her cheek.

"Yeah, you don't" Eileen shrugged with a smirk growing on her lips.

"She's right, you really don't" Dean's voice cuts through as he, Cas and Jack make their way over. Cas punches him in the arm with a fond smile.

"Well, that certainly didn't go as I had planned" Cas huffed.

"Yeah, understatement of the year buddy. But when does it ever?" Sam laughs, feeling a bit of relief.

Then Sam has another brilliant idea, smiling as he turns back to Eileen.

"So my party....was ruined by an ancient God. Mind if we crash your's?"

And an hour later, Cas (much to Dean's delight) is now spinning around on the pole while Dean, Charlie and Jo cheers him on. Crowley, Rowena, Garth and Jack (with a shirley temple of course) are seated at the bar, talking about god knows what. Claire, Kaia, Kevin and surprisingly Adam have just returned from the parking lot, giggling a bit too much. And Sam is now seven shots in, messily making out with Eileen in one of the booths. Eventually they pull away, just sitting in a drunken daze as they stare at each other.

God he can't believe she's gonna marry him. He really is the luckiest man in the world.

And before Sam can relay this sentiment, Eileen downs her glass, signs "watch this", and runs to take a turn on the stripper pole to the thrumming bass.

With a laugh he surveys the bar, watching his family drink and laugh without a care in the world. He spots Eileen and Dean by the pole in the center of the room, heads thrown back in laughter, as Cas and Jack cheers them on. So Sam quickly slides out of the booth and makes his way over, plopping down inbetween Jack and Cas, watching his fiancé and brother dance to the beat like idiots. Heart swelling at the sight of his family.

And yeah maybe this isn't the night they had planned, but it was certainly a night they'd never forget.

(Especially since Cas had shirts made that said, "I survived Sam Winchester's bachelor party")

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And Then I Left You

(Thomas Hunt x oc*Amanda) in a “what if” version to the RCD/TRR fan fic And Then I Met You Series

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A/N Sorry this is so long in posting. With the move and all, I lost my notes so this chapter went in a whole new direction after Maxwell's plan LOL, plus there will be one more chapter after this to finish this storyline up. Thanks for being patient.

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Song that Maxwell decides is perfect for the wedding: I Love You 3000

Song Addison and Holly decide is perfect for the wedding: Lost in Love

Chapter 15 Last Minute Jitters and Plans

The morning after, or rather afternoon, of the bachelor/bachelorette parties was a quiet time for the most part. Many were still abed while a few were beginning to stir. One in particular had awakened before everyone else and had come up with a planned surprise.

He only needed to wait out the duchess who was a key component to his plan.

Maxwell paced the confines of the kitchen, pausing only long enough to check the time. He knew she had too much to drink the night before. He had evidence of just how drunk she became. He hoped such would be enough to get her to fall in with his latest scheme.

He quickly sat down and tried to appear causal when he heard the first sets of footsteps approaching.

Olivia blinked against the sunlight streaming in through the windows as she painfully made her way to the coffeepot.

"You want me to get that for you?" Maxwell asked.

She jumped in surprise, thinking no one else was awake. She slowly shook her head in response then regretted moving at all.

"Quite a night, wasn't it?" Maxwell asked in a chipper tone.

"Yes." Olivia lifted the scalding black coffee to her lips in the hopes it would help with her hangover.

"Things got wild at the party." Maxwell continued.

"Did they?" Olivia wondered if she could make it back to her bedroom without wishing for death.

"Yorrik and Henry showed up." He replied. "Amanda kneed Henry in the..." He gestured toward his pelvis. "They wanted her to give up Thomas and marry one of them instead."

Olivia would have widened her eyes if they weren't permanently stuck in squint mode.

"I'm proud of her." She took a few steps toward the table and gave up at the first chair she came to.

Maxwell watched her rub her hand over her face, pressing hard against her forehead.

"She and Thomas snuck away after that." He told her with a suggestive wink. "I think her reaction to the proposals stirred up some heated romance in them."

Olivia didn't bother to respond. After seeing how Thomas was with Amanda, she knew she would never have to worry about him realizing what he had in her friend. Plus, she had taken the liberty of sneaking into their room to read his vows that he had written. She could now easily stand there and watch them get married.

"Some others really took on the party spirit after they left." Maxwell casually slid his phone over. "Have a look."

Olivia glanced down at his screen then froze.

It was a picture of herself, practically ripping Drake's shirt off.

"That isn't the only one." He boasted as he leaned over to show her others of them passionately making out. "I also have video footage of you and Drake--"

Olivia snatched the phone away from him to delete the evidence.

She felt a slight sense of panic overcome her when he merely smiled over her efforts.

"That isn't my only phone. I've got copies of all this and more."

Olivia's eyes narrowed. "What do you want from me?"

His smile grew over her cutting to the chase.

"Did you know that Amanda and Thomas don't have a song?"

Olivia's eyes narrowed even further.

Maxwell sighed sadly. "I got to thinking about it last night. They need something special during their reception for their first dance."

Olivia's glare took on a new level.

"I found a song that I think will work, given how their relationship came about." He ignored the death threat in her steady, blood shot gaze. "It's a duet. Ryan already agreed to sing the male part." His bright sea blue eyes met her flashing green. "And I believe I just found his duet partner."

Olivia swallowed the bitter retort of where he could shove his belief. "And if I refuse?"

"Then that is your choice." His smile dimpled. "After I find someone not as talented to sing, I'll post on Instagram all of the party pics I took."

Olivia knew she was beaten. As much as she hated it, she did admire Maxwell and his use of blackmail to get her to fall in with his plans. She also would have at least punched him in that stupid smiling face of his if this was for anyone other than Amanda.

"Fine." She snapped. "But everything must be deleted and there will be no discussions over anything you witnessed, heard, or suspect."

"Excellent!" Maxwell got up to retrieve her foods to help with her hangover. "You and Ryan will start practicing this afternoon."

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Upstairs, Thomas began to stir. He cracked open his eyes and felt his lips curving over the sight of Amanda in the same t-shirt she had stolen from him the last time she had been drunk.

Feeling him turn over, she peeked over through her lashes. A sleepy smile flashed before cuddling closer within his arms.

"How do you feel?" Thomas softly asked.

"Fine." She murmured. "Not too much of a hangover. I think your methods last night helped."

"Good." He pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Now if we can survive the rehearsal dinner tonight, I think the rest will go quickly."

Amanda hummed her agreement.

"Are you nervous?"

She looked up at him. "Only over being the center of attention. Not over actually getting married."

Thomas met her lips in a tender kiss.

"How about you?" She asked. "After all, you're the one who never really planned on getting married. I on the other hand knew since I was a child that it was expected."

"I'm only nervous of what surprises our friends throw our way." He muttered. "That and if any of your former suitors pop up to object during the ceremony."

His lips curved even more when he felt her silent laughter.

"I'm not the only person with overly dramatic exes. One of us did date several actresses."

"True, though no strong feelings ever developed. I'm not concerned with my past coming to bother us."

The two fell silent as they thought of what the next thirty-six hours or so would bring.

"I wish it was this time two days from now." Amanda whispered. "Then we wouldn't have anything to worry about."

Thomas tightened his arms around her. "It will be before we know it."

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The rehersal dinner...

So awkward.

Olivia had somehow managed to avoid Drake the entire day. She was almost grateful for Maxwell forcing her into practicing that sappy song over and over with Ryan in the guest house.

It was difficult to avoid him though when they were both part of the blasted wedding party.

"Olivia," he began, causing her a slight panic over not calling her Liv or Libby, "we need to talk about last--"

"I can't!" She practically screeched. "I have...bridesmaid stuff to do."

Her nerves were nearly shot the more she thought of how horribly embarrassing it would be to hear him say it was a drunken mistake.

"I need to tell you that I--" his mouth shut when she scurried off, grabbing Maxwell and Ryan along her exit.

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Thomas searched the area when he couldn't find his fiancee. He found Amanda standing once more on the stage where they would exchange their vows. As their friends began to make their way back to the mansion, he went to join her.

Her attention was directed toward the waves lapping the shore. When he stopped beside her, she slipped an arm around his waist.

His lips curved. "Anxious?"

She laughed, nodding her head. "I have so many thoughts of how wrong everything can go tomorrow."

He draped his arm around her shoulders, tugging her closer to his side. The gentle squeeze he gave her shoulder encouraged her to explain.

"I just know I'm going to trip or actually fall down when I walk down the aisle to you." Amanda's nose wrinkled in disdain. "And I think you are right, our exes and past will most likely come back to haunt us. What if Maxwell has some big surprise for us that--"

Thomas tilted her chin up, placing his lips over hers, to cut off her words.

The tension slowly eased as she wrapped both her arms around his waist. His hands lifted to cradle her face as their kiss deepened.

He smiled softly when they parted.

"I don't care if any or all of that happens tomorrow." He murmured. "All that matters is that by the end of the night, we will be married."

"Yes, but what if I embarass you in front of all your famous guests." Amanda persisted. "At least most of the nobles coming tomorrow are used to me losing all sense of grace whenever I'm nervous. I won't forgive myself if--"

He swept her in another kiss.

Her eyebrow lifted when they parted once more. "Mr. Hunt? Are you trying to distract me?"

"What do you think, Lady Bridgerton?" Thomas placed another kiss on her cheek.

"I think you are." Her eyes closed as his lips brushed her ear.

"That's why I'm determined to marry you tomorrow." He muttered. "Your intelligence has always impressed me."

Her laughter brought a smile to his face. Taking his hand in hers, she tugged him toward the mansion.

"I don't know if I should keep voicing my worries so that you continue to kiss me," she teased, "or not."

"I'm certain that between the two of us," he stopped her outside the door, "we can find another reason for me to kiss you."

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Thomas and Amanda were seperated by their friends the moment they stepped inside after the rehersal dinner. Thomas was left grumbling in the north wing of the manor while Amanda was tucked away on the opposite end.

"We aren't going to risk any bad luck occurring." Maxwell explained to her. "Tommorw night is going to be perfect."

Amanda shook her head with a smile at the notion. Knowing it was fruitless to even argue, she readied herself for her last night as Lady Amanda Bridgerton. Curling up in her solitary bed, she couldn't help but be excited over being introduced for the first time as Lady Amanda Hunt.

Thomas, meanwhile, paced about his room. He debated over every word he had written in his vows. Tomorrow had to be perfect. He would accept nothing less for Amanda than giving her a wedding she would not regret. He wanted it to be a memory she cherished instead of the event she had dreaded the last couple of weeks.

He wished he could have given her an elopement like she wanted. If it hadn't been for those scandalous pictures and Constantine's need to control Liam, they could be on the second week of marriage right now. There would have been nothing except looking forward to Liam's upcoming wedding and working on their film.

At the sound of a knock upon his door, Thomas quickly opened it in the hopes it was Amanda defying their friends edict.

To his disappointment, Ryan stood there with an amused smile gracing his handsome face.

"I could hear you pacing," he held up a tumbler filled with scotch, "so I brought this to calm your nerves."

Thomas's frown eased some. "I'm not nervous." He plucked the glass out of his hand. "But I thank you for the remedy."

Ryan chuckled over that. "Anytime." He nodded toward the bed. "Get some rest. We can't have the groom looking all haggard for his big day."

Thomas snorted.

"Surely you want to be at your best for your bride." He needled.

Thomas narrowed his eyes in silent warning.

Ryan saluted him. "See you tomorrow."

Once the door was closed, the groom took a longer than usual sip. He glanced at the door then his lonely bed. Softly groaning, he made himself settle into it for the night. The thought that this will be the last time he'd be kept from Amanda made him relax a bit.

"One more night." He reminded himself once he turned the lamp off.

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Around 3 a.m.

Thomas muttered in his sleep when he heard the annoying sound of tapping. He turned over, jerking the covers over his ear to muffle the sound.

His eyes popped open when he realized someone was at his door.

"Who is it?" He asked in a mere grumble.

He had no doubt it was one of his friends checking once again that he was still in his room.

"It's me."

Thomas tumbled out of bed on his way to open the door for Amanda.

"No!" She hissed, keeping a firm grip on the handle.

He stared at the cracked door in shock.

"It's after midnight." She whispered. "We aren't supposed to see each other."

"Amanda, surely you don't believe in that superstitious nonsense--"

"I don't." She bit down on her lip. "But I also don't want to take a chance on something horrible happening."

Thomas pulled on the door to try and open it.

"Stop it!" She ordered. "I shouldn't have come. I just needed..." She sighed. "I don't know what I need."

Silence fell between them.

"What can I do?" Thomas asked.

Amanda slipped her hand through the opening.

Smiling softly, he laced his fingers with hers, gently squeezing her hand.

In that simple touch, he felt the tension leave her body.

"That's what I needed." She admitted.

Thomas brushed a gentle kiss to her hand. Her fingers trailed down his cheek in a sweet caress.

"I better go before I'm caught." She whispered.

"Stay." He pleaded.

"I wish I could." He heard her breath catch when a creaking sound rent the air.

"Someone's on the stairs!" She barely whispered.

Thomas closed his eyes, grasped her hand, and yanked her into his room.

Her yelp was smothered against his chest.

"Now we'll have bad lu--are your eyes closed?"

He nodded, keeping them shut.

"I didn't want to upset you."

Amanda felt her heart melt even more at him humoring her even though he didn't believe any of the wedding superstitions.

She tugged him into a tender kiss.

He immediately pressed her up against the door to deepen it.

"Are you wearing another one of my shirts?" He asked, hands drifting over the soft cotton.

"I am." She admitted. "If I couldn't have you tonight, I at least had this to hold me while I slept."

Thomas felt his will nearly snap at what he once would have dubbed a ridiculously sappy line. Hearing it in Amanda's heartfelt tone though made him wish the wedding had already occured. He couldn't believe how much he felt for her.

He also couldn't believe she didn't realize the effect she had over him.

"I know." She continued, completely unaware of the feelings building within him. "It sounds silly. But I changed earlier into your shirt when I was tossing and turning."

Her hands raised to his face. Seeing he still had his eyes shut to put her at ease, she realized that all the superstitions were nonsense. Here was the proof that no matter what happened during the wedding, whether it be a storm or exes objecting or even her faceplanting coming down the aisle, she had someone willing to do whatever was needed to make her happy.

"Thomas, open your eyes." She said softly.

He did as she commanded. There in the dark depths, she could see the passion and love he had for her.

He tightened his arms around her when she moved further into his embrace.

"I'm not leaving you tonight." Amanda declared. "I don't care how many speeches I am given tomorrow from our friends."

Thomas smiled hearing exactly what he wanted as he leaned down to kiss her once more.

"Good. Because I didn't have any intention of letting you go."

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The morning of the wedding...

"Good thing the wedding is tonight." Addison quickly whipped out some needle and thread. "Or we would really be pressed for time."

Holly tried to remain still as her friend stitched up a small rip along the zipper of her gown.

"One more time." She muttered, reviewing all the plans. "We leave for the beach around five for pictures. Wedding at six. Pictures once more. Reception at seven. First dance at..." Her brow furrowed. "Do we know what song they are to dance to?"

Addison stilled. "Oh no. Holly!" She gripped her friend's waist and gave her a hard shake. "They don't have a song!"

"Calm down." Holly ordered. "We'll just pick a song for them to have ready for their first dance."

"We can't pick just any song!" Addison couldn't believe how cavalier her partner in crime was over this. "It has to be something that explains the type of love they have!"

"Okay." Holly said slowly as if trying to placate a truly demented person. "Do you have any suggestions?"

"Yes, I do. We listen to some love songs and go from there." Addison swiped Holly's tablet out of her hands.

"How long is this going to take?" Holly asked when she saw the playlists Addison was lining up.

"Hours."

"Hours?! Addi, you know I love and support even your craziest of ideas, but we don't have hours to spend on finding them a freaking song to share one stupid dance..."

Holly trailed off when her usually sunny best friend leveled a glare that sent fear pickling throughout her body.

"Fine." She huffed, slumping into a chair. "Let's pick them out a song."

"The perfect song." Addison corrected.

"Just hit play." Holly grumbled.

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In another part of the mansion...

"That was perfect!" Maxwell clapped. "You two are going to bring the guests to tears."

Olivia tossed him the microphone. "Can I leave now and do practically anything else?"

Ryan chuckled as he handed his over too. "I need to do a last minute check on the groom and make certain he is actually awake.

"I think we're good to go." Maxwell pulled them both into a group hug. "This gift of mine is going to blow Amanda and Thomas away."

"Gift of yours?" Olivia wiggled out of the embrace. "Ryan and I are doing all the work."

"But you wouldn't be without my brillant idea." Maxwell reminded her. "Plus, I didn't buy a gift since they already have everything in multiple homes." He shrugged with a dimpled grin. "This is at least a thoughtful gift."

Olivia shook her head as she left them, grumbling under her breath about blackmail and revenge.

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In Thomas's room a few hours later...

"So?" Chris asked. "How's the nerves so far?"

"I'm not nervous." Thomas responded.

"Not even a little?" Matt added.

"No." Thomas frowned more when he had trouble buttoning his shirt.

Perhaps he was a little nervous.

Liam chuckled as the two actors continued to tease him.

"Once it is all over, you two can relax at your reception." He told Thomas. "Eat, drink, and dance the night away."

Thomas's frown eased some at the thought. That was exactly what he wanted to happen. He wanted nothing more than to see Amanda smiling up at him when she heard what he had chosen for--

"I forgot about the first dance." Thomas muttered. He rushed to find his phone.

"What about it?" Chris jumped out of his path. "You know how to dance."

"It isn't that. I forgot to send the song I wanted for our first one. I told Amanda I had the one I thought matched us, especially in terms of my personality."

"Your personality?" Matt grinned. "I can't wait to hear it."

Thomas snorted softly before contacting the one they had hired to take care of the music.

Once all was settled, he noticed the knowing smiles on the three men's faces.

"That song is indeed perfect." Liam complimented.

*****************

5:55 p.m. at the beach...

"I've found it!" Addison ripped her ear buds out as she ran over to Holly.

"Good." Holly removed the one ear bud she had in while trying to finish checking on the caterers. "I'll send it to the DJ."

"It is so over the top cheesy and perfect for how Thomas decided to go after Amanda and then be in a secret relationship." Addison handed her phone over.

"Air Supply?!" Holly snickered. "You picked one of their songs for Thomas. You really did go down the cheesy rabbit hole for this one."

"I know!" Addison giggled. "Isn't it great?"

"We better hurry back." Holly sent a quick text to add the song to the night's program. "It's time for us bridesmaids to walk down the aisle."

#thomas hunt x oc #thomas hunt rcd #choices thomas hunt #thomas hunt x amanda #and then i left you #and then i met you #choices stories you play #choices red carpet diaries #choices the royal romance #choices rcd #liam x riley #drake x olivia #choices trr #trr maxwell #maxwell x nadia #rcd ryan summers #rcd holly chang #rcd addison #choices

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ye4gerismarchives · 3 years

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the bachelorette chp 1

an: here are the guys we’re dealing with. also, this mostly targeted towards black readers. if you happen to be non-black, change some of the words mentally so it can apply to you! i’ve done that before, it’s easy! I'm not to proud of this but hopefully the dialogue gets better after a few dates.

tags: fem coded reader

our bachelorette

"Whenever you're ready y/n..."

"Hi! I'm y/n l/n and..."

You're Paradis' new bachelorette. Now, I'm just the writer but can I say that you're absolutely perfect? Of course, you'd be Paradis' new bachelorette. You were new and fresh and that's exactly what Eldia needed.

As you talk about yourself to all of Paradis, you can't help wonder how you were put on this pedestal. Mikasa, Sasha, and Connie were to blame.

You were watching the previous season of the Bachelor, where Mikasa's uncle, Levi, proposed to this girl, Petra Ral. He ended up leaving her and running away with the host at the time, Erwin Smith. "Mikasa, you think you'll try something like that? Follow in your uncle's footsteps?" you teased. Mikasa had a fake offended look on her face. "I doubt you'd last a week," she says. "Oh really?"

"Oh, shoot..." Connie let out. Sasha looked at him and let out a giggle. "You think she'll last the whole game?"

Well, Sasha, there's only one way to find out.

(pick yo fit fo tonight!)

"Man... y/n is beautiful!"

"That's the only correct thing you've said all night, Jean."

"Huh?"

The twelve that were expected to sweep you off your feet were on their way to meet you. They were split up and placed into two different limos. The one we are currently spectating includes Jean Kirstein, Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Floch Forster, Reiner Braun, and your friend, Connie Springer.

None of the men have gotten to the venue and Floch was already trying to cause trouble.

"I mean, hear me out, Jeen..."

"Joouuhn..."

"Whatever. You're arrogant. Too full of yourself, I doubt y/n wants a guy who only stares at himself all day. What guy carries a pocket mirror in his pocket?" Floch teased.

"I mean I don't know, Floch, it doesn't hurt to be confident. Sure, a guy who's full of himself isn't ideal but I don't think y/n wants a guy with low esteem," Eren jumps in. "From the way you've been talking, I think you're threatened by Jean's confidence."

"Hey man, whose side are you on?! You're competing with Jean, stupid!" Floch hit back. To his disappointment, Eren just shrugged instead of adding fuel to the fire.

In limo two, we have Bertholdt Hoover, Porco Galliard, Colt Grice, Zeke Yeager, Nicolo, and Onyankopon. Unlike our first limo, this one was pretty chill and the guys weren't on each other's necks.

"What do you think she's like?" Onyankopon started.

"Hmm...I bet she smells good. I know she shows how to take care of herself," Porco answered.

"She probably smells like strawberries or vanilla," Colt jumps in. Bertholdt let out a small laugh. "This conversation is weird, but maybe you're right. I was thinking hot chocolate or like caramel."

"It isn't because of her skin tone right?" Zeke asks. Bertholdt's eyes widen. "W-wait. No! It's not..." Zeke then lets out a laugh of his own, seeing Bertholdt's surprise.

"Hi, Mr. Levi!" The familiar short man walked up to you in this George Washington-looking fit (lmao y'all know which one😭) with his hand out. When he reached you, you shook it. "Hi y/n. It's so nice to meet you. Mikasa told me all about you. Thank you for saving us time to find a new girl. It would have been awful to have Petra here," Levi says.

"Mr. Levi...we're live, you can't say things like that right?" you questioned. You didn't want any drama to start- it was your first night. The drama was supposed to start at the end of the night.

"What is she going to do? Jump through her tv screen?" Levi joked. He then turns to face the camera. "Good evening once again, Paradise. The twelve men fighting for y/n's heart are on their way. I think that's our first limo right now."

'As Levi points to his left, your heart starts to jump. Screw you', Mikasa. You too, Connie and Sasha, you think.

There's all these woo's coming from the limo. The guys soon quiet down when the limo comes to a stop. The door opens and the first guy that comes out is this tall guy with ash brown hair. He has an amazing smile on his face and he has nice teeth too. "Hi, I'm Jean. Jean Kirstein," he says shyly, which takes you by surprise. He looked like a guy who was confident and tough. But maybe because he was meeting you, he was showing his vulnerable side. "It's nice to meet you, Jean," you say. He leans in for a hug and when he pulls back, his hands move from your waist to your hands. "I'll see you inside, yeah? I can't wait to meet you on a more personal level," Jean says sweetly. You nod and watch him walk inside.

Next this redhead. He has a smirk on his face and his body language shows that he's ready to be your husband. "Floch Forster, ma'am." He takes your hand and kisses it. "Why don't we skip all of this and head over to our wedding?" You laugh at his comment. "I'll see you inside, Mr. Floch." He looks slightly defeated.

The next guy is taller than Floch but short than Jean. The first thing you notice is his green-blue eyes. You felt like he was looking into your soul for a moment. You also notice his long brown hair that's tied into a messy low bun. You're taken away by his beauty and almost forget to greet him. "You good?" he asks with a chuckle. "Y-yeah," you manage to say. "I'm Eren Yeager." "The one with the brother. I read your little message to me before..."

"Haha, yeah. I'm the one with the brother. But don't worry, I think one of us will be leaving tonight or maybe later. It'd be weird to share a girl with my brother." "I hope so," you mutter. "What?"

Eren's eyes are wide now. "I'll s-see you inside! That's what I said. I'll see you!" You shake his hand before letting him go inside. You had three more men in this limo to meet.

"Yo, yo, yo, y/n!" You recognize that annoying familiar voice. "Connie..." you say unexcitedly. Connie walks towards you with his arms open. "Come here, girl." He wraps his arms around your shoulders. "I'm so excited. Wouldn't it be funny if we got married? We'd have so much fun as a couple!" You roll your eyes jokingly. "We'll see. I'll talk to you inside."

As Connie walks inside, a blond guy with a bowl cut walks out of the limo. He has this cute face and pretty blue eyes. He has a kind smile and it seems like he's not trying to prove something to you. He was probably here for the experience. "Hi y/n, I'm Armin," he says with his hand out. You shake it and as you get closer to him, you can smell him. He was like a candy shop. "You smell good, Armin," you say. His face reddens. "Thank you, y/n. I'll see you inside?" You nod with a small smile. What a sweet guy.

The second limo was coming, which meant there was one more guy in the first one. The last guy also has blond hair but it was paler than Armin's. He looked a little older but he was still cute. "Kinda glad I'm out of that limo, the guys were getting a little too crazy," he says as he approaches you. "Really? They were acting really sweet when they saw me," you reply. You couldn't imagine what was going on in the limo before they got here. "That's the whole point, right? I'm Reiner Braun." Reiner smiles at you, showing off his teeth. Like Jean's, they were very pretty. "I'll see you inside, Reiner. Make sure the guys aren't losin' it for me?" Reiner nods before walking inside.

The first limo has driven away and the second one with six more guys pulls up in front of you. Your feet begin to hurt and you can't help but hope this will end quickly. You just want to go inside, talk to these guys and send three home. After that, the fun actually starts.

The first guy that leaves the limo is another blond male. What was it with these blond guys? It's not that you didn't like them but this was getting ridiculous. It was gonna look like a Barbie dreamhouse in the venue.

As the guy approaches you, he pushes his glasses to his face. "I'm Zeke Yeager. I'm assuming you met the brat?" You raise an eyebrow. "Sorry, I meant Eren." "Oh yes, Eren. He's actually kind of sweet." Zeke chuckles before replying, "Not always but I'm his brother, I can't say much." "Well, I'm sure he'd like to see you. Why don't you head inside?" Zeke walks past you without saying anything. You got this really weird icky vibe from him but you couldn't explain it.

After Zeke is a darker-haired male. 'Finally!' you think. This guy is TALL. Like when I say tall, I mean he's a giant! "Hi!" he says shyly. "I'm Bertholdt Hoover." "I'm sorry...Berth..." "Ber-tolt. But you can call me Bertie or Bert," he says. "Well, I'd have to learn how to say your name correctly if we're gonna get married right?" you say sheepishly? Bertholdt's face reddens. "Yeah, IF. But don't worry about it! I'm used to the slip-ups!" You give Bertholdt a small smile. He seemed like a guy who tried to make everything right and worked his way around problems. He also seems to adapt to different places no matter how uncomfortable he is. "I'll see you inside, Bertie."

The next guy looks a bit like Jean, except he's shorter and so is his hair. He has this really cute button nose too! "Hi y/n. I'm Porco Galliard. It's finally nice to meet you!" From the tone of his voice, you imagined he'd be a fun guy around you. He probably wouldn't be afraid to let loose. "Your name is so cute. I like it a lot!" "Haha, thanks!" "I'll see you inside Porco!"

Another blond emerges from the car and you almost roll your eyes. 'Please let this one be the last one,' you think to yourself. Despite your now growing dislike for blond men, this one's pretty cute. You didn't know how to describe it but his face gave you a fuzzy feeling.

"Hi y/n, I'm Colt Grice," he says. He puts a hand out and you shake it. "You're the preschool teacher, right? You have that kind of face." Colt places a hand on his cheek. "Do I really?" he asks. You nodded. "I'll see you inside. I hope the guys will go easy on that baby face of yours."

As Colt leaves the next guy enters. Your heart jumps because you can't believe it. This guy looks like you. You didn't realize how many white guys walked past you tonight. "Hi y/n. I'm Onyankopon," he says cheerfully. "Oh, Onyankopon, you have no idea how happy I am to have you here. I didn't think I'd see someone like myself tonight." You began to tear up. "Sorry, you just took me by surprise." Onyankopon takes your hands. "Don't cry. I'm really happy I've made you happy. I hope I can continue to do that if I become your spouse." You nod and slowly pull your hands from his to wipe your eyes. "Head inside, I'll talk to you later."

There was one guy left and you couldn't be happier. To your disappointment, however, the final guy was blond as well. You already have your hand out to shake his hand. "Hi y/n. I'm Nicolo," he says, shaking your hand. "Hi, Nicolo. Why don't we go inside? We'll talk more in a few minutes." Before Nicolo can open his mouth, you place a hand on his back to lead him inside.

(SPACER. I met the 10 image limit :()

The night so far was going well. Most of the guys were sweet, some of them were straight-up arrogant, and others were just boring.

It was time for you to give your roses away and to send three of these men home.

"y/n, first, you have to give your first impression rose away. Which one of these men left an impression on you?" Levi asked.

You scanned the twelve men standing in front of you. There was Eren with his amazing looks. The man could hypnotize you and you'd be alright with it. And then there was Armin who talked about his interests in the world- languages, religions, cultures. Finally, there was Onyankopon who you immediately clicked with. When you two finally had your private time together, you both started giggling about your experiences as BIPOC and stupid things white people have told you both. Thinking about him made your heart pang.

"Onyankopon," you finally say. His eyes light up and he begins to make his way to you. "Do you accept this rose?" you ask. "Yes. Thank you. I'm glad I've made an impression on you," he says. He takes the rose and goes back to his spot. "y/n, there are eight roses left. Whenever you're ready," Levi reminds you. You hesitantly look back at the eight roses and then back at the men. You notice Floch's face is red. You don't know if it's from embarrassment or anger.

You pick up another rose. "Reiner." Bertholdt gives Reiner a high five before the latter approached you. They must have started talking and gotten along. It made you happy to know that some of these guys weren't looking at this as a competition.

The following names that left your mouth were, Armin, Bertie, Porco, Eren, Connie, and Jean. The sigh that Jean let out made you giggle.

The three men that were left were Zeke, Colt, and Floch. Zeke didn't look like he cared, Colt was trying to remain neutral and Floch was visibly angry. "Congrats to all of you who got a rose," Levi says. He clasps his hands together. "Zeke, Colt, Floch, get ready to say your goodbyes." Floch does the complete opposite and walks out of the room without saying anything.

Colt approaches you first. "y/n, have a good time. I'm really glad I got to know you. I wish you luck on finding your true love," he says. "Thank you, Colt." You take his hand and squeeze it. He walks out of the room quietly. Zeke comes up to you next. "I kind of expected this to happen. It'd be weird competing with my brother for a girl. It wouldn't be right. I wish you luck, y/n. And if you pick Eren, I'll see you at your possible wedding."

"Aw, Zeke. You're gonna make me cry. Don't do that. Give me a hug." You pull him in without warning and it takes him a while to hug you back. After a while, he pulls away and leaves.

"Today's been eventful for you all. Go get some rest and get ready for tomorrow. y/n will be on a group date with the six of you and a solo date with one of you," Levi announces. The guys look at each other. The look in their eyes makes it clear that they're wondering which one of them will have you to themselves for a day.

(SPACER)

CONFESSIONALS

Floch: Honestly, screw y/n. What a dumb ****! How dare she pick Onion Pickle over me? Even that stupid lawyer Jean got a rose. This is all rigged! I should still be here

Zeke: I'm not too shocked. Eren and I talked. We both agreed one of us was going to leave. Eren, however, knew he was going to stay because he was "more handsome and social". I have no idea what that's supposed to mean.

Colt: I'm kind of shocked. I don't want to talk about it too much.

Onyankopon: I'm not surprised. I don't want to sound cocky but I knew I'd get the first impression rose when I first saw her. I can't wait to see how far we'll go and who she'll pick.

(SPACER)

(This is how convos went with your eliminated. Zeke = boring convo. Floch = arrogant asf. Colt = also boring)

Here's the link with the elimination votes and lil bit of sum else! I'll be editing the form to remove the voting for the solo convos. The elimination portion will stay up until I'm done writing conversations! Thanks y'all for reading. I really hope you enjoyed this!

here’s the link to TWO (sort of) private conversations :) as promised

#bertholdt x reader #jean kirstein x reader #aot x black! reader #black!reader #reiner x reader #eren x reader #zeke yeager x reader #connie spinger x reader #porco x reader #nicolo x reader #armin arlert x reader #onyankopon x reader #floch x reader #colt grice x reader

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nkogneatho · 3 years

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Hello! I hope you are fine and healthy. I hope you will see this but Can I request 2,9,32( if It's alright 26 too)from the promp list with Nanami from Jujutsu Kaisen?

NANAMI KENTO x fem!reader. (promt list is here)

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Smut, Consumption of Alcohol.

A/n: Hello. I hope you're fine too. I did my best with this. I hope you like it🤧❤

2. First kiss.

It was just a normal evening. You both planned a date at a restaurant somewhere really far away from Gojou cause that airhead will definitely spread rumors.

Nanami arrived a little late as he has to work overtime. Tiredness was clearly visible in his eyes. Slight dark circles marking his eye bags but the jawline still sharp and handsome as ever. It's been a month since you guys have been going out. It was nothing special but just casual dates to talk your day out.

After sharing a couple of talks and drinks, you guys left the restaurant.

Sky Dark, just a crescent moon visible as you both walked on the street.

Nanami didn't knew your alcohol tolerance was this bad that you weren't even walking straight. He held your waist as you were about to fall and you not being in your senses started gazing deep in his eyes and face, appreciating his features and soon your pupil moved to stare his lips. You just felt like grabbing it with yours and so you did. His eyes widened at the unexpected gesture.

Nanami smiled at how cute you are when you're drunk amd cupped your face to deepen the kiss.

9. "Only if you knew how much you meant to me"

It's been almost a year since you guys broke up. Nothing really cruel, it's just that Nanami started doing some risky work and barely spent time with you. Dealing with curses is something he really despises plus he didn't wanted you to get hurt but how were you supposed to know all of that. You didn't even know that curses exists. You still respected his choice and walked away from his life.

26. Pegging them

Nanami had a really bad day. A bad day that made him look back and question his choices. He still regrets letting you go like that. "If she was here right now, she would've probably scold me for overworking myself.", he left a small chuckle but his eyes said something else. "Only if you knew how much you meant to me y/n"

Never in your life you thought you'd be seeing this sight in front of you. Nanami, the tough guy who barely gave a squat about stuffs was now oh so vulnerable in your touch.

"Can I move love?", you questioned the green blonde.

"Y--yes"

"Does it hurt?", you started off with a normal pace letting him adjust

"N-no, it feels g-good"

"Well that's nice to hear, enjoy yourself.", you smiled increasing the pace. The sheets on the bed rubbing his cock making it twitch. You knew entering him from the back was a good idea when you saw the sheets getting moist from his leaking cum.

Nanami knew that he is high maintenance, not someone to normally fall in love with but you did anyways. You couldn't help it. People might think he is a loner, boring man but your eyes smiled at the way he chuckled at acomedy scene when you guys Netflix and chill, the satisfaction on his face when his coffee was just the right taste he wanted. You saw him for all these small things.

32. "Y/n L/n, will you do the honor to be mine?"

Nanami really appreciated the way you noticed every small thing about him what others failed to do.

You were arranging his suits neatly in the closet, color coding them. He was staring at you standing near the bedroom door leaning his arms on the doorwall. At that moment it hit him how he need you in his life because no one would ever be here at your place as no one had the audacity to cling on him until he realised that he was actually a good person. He didn't care if he didn't have ring at the moment, all he cared was he had you and he needed to tell you how much you mean to him. Without wasting anytime he soon grabbed your hands staring at them while you were clueless of what happened.

"I know I am a little hard to handle", he voiced deep.

"Baby, No you're not. Is it about that agai-"

"Shhh, hear me out", he cut you off as he placed his index finger on your lips.

"Y/n, I don't see myself as someone who would ever fall in love. But you made me believe that I can. Growing up, getting a job, earning a normal income, coming home to no one and living a plain life is all I thought it was gonna be like. Until----you stepped in.", your eyes brightened at those sweet words. But what you felt like was just a normal romantic conversation was soon going to be the most memorable moment of your life. "Now when I come home, I do have someone special and I always look forward to stepping in through that door just to see your welcoming smile. You are just perfect. If you give me a chance, I would spend my remaining life doing everything just to see that smile of yours again and again. I sadly don't have a ring right now", you were still clueless even when he said those words. "But I wanted to say whatever I feel as soon as possible. So......Y/n L/n, will you do the honor of being mine for the rest of our lives?"

Your jaw dropped, eyes filled with tears at this moment. This is the longest Nanami has ever spoke. You immediately jumped hugging him. "Yes yes yes yes", you chanted not being able to find words other than that.

Bonus: When Gojou found out about you being engaged, he arranged a bachelor and bachelorette party for you guys and contacted the most expensive and popular strippers. (I am sorry. I HAD to write this😭).

#jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen fluff #nanami kento #nanami kento x y/n #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #jjk headcanons #jjk x reader #gojou x reader

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pollylynn · 3 years

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Title: Indubitable WC: 1200 Episode: Law and Boarder (6 x 21)

He had bought a Weddings for Dummies book, way back at the beginning, way back when she was in DC and he was everywhere but DC on his book tour and it looked like they were never going to manage to be in the same place long enough to get married. He bought it to cheer her up, and against all odds, it did. When she was exhausted and frustrated by all the things the job with the Bureau was turning out to be and turning out not to be, when she had literally nothing to talk about because all she every did was work that she couldn’t talk about with anyone, he would lull her to sleep with dramatic readings from it.

Invitation etiquette tonight, Beckett. This is going to be hot. We’ll start with retired military guests whose current and former spouses may be in attendance . . .

And when DC was over, when she was unemployed and the loft was bursting at the seams, when the next person to ask her about wedding plans was going to become the next person to help her affirm that her hand-to-hand combat skills were not deteriorating while she sat on the shelf, he would leave it in strategic places for her to find. He’d light the bathroom candles, pour her a glass of wine, and draw her bath to the perfect temperature, the perfect level of bubbles, and she’d find the damned thing hiding on the side of the tub beneath her towel, bristling with color-coded post-it notes, decidedly more than half of them labeled KB to do. He’d slip it in her gym bag on rainy days, strapped to some contraption that would hold it open wide on the treadmill’s magazine rack.

When his father’s betrayal had pushed him to firmly declare that September would be there time, when they’d missed out on the Cordova House because of her stupid hesitation, when they’d despaired of settling on a date, a place, a vibe, the stupid thing had been their touchstone. They have dripped ice cream on its pages, laughing over how unbelievably behind on everything they are, how impossible it will be to pull this off. They have taken his editorial blue pencil to its typos and worst euphemisms. It’s done them a world of good over the last not-quite-year, but this is the first time she feels like they might have needed it. He might have needed it, at least.

They’ve dithered endlessly on the issue of attendants. They’ve sat down who knows how many times to decide yay or nay on the issue, and they have, who knows how many times, discussed and sketched and googled for some approximation of every hideous bridesmaid’s dress she’s ever had to pony up for. They have argued about what is and is not acceptable at bachelor and bachelorette parties and how long each of them can expect to rot in jail as penance before the other bails them out. But they had not actually made a decision until a date much, much later than even a dummy would risk.

Or, rather, she had made a decision. She’d forced the issue and just asked, because despite all the dithering, she’d known from the start that she would want Lanie standing beside her, Lanie taking the handoff of her bouquet, Lanie chucking things from her jewelry box over her shoulder declaring what needed to go to the thrift store, just like old times. So she’d asked, and Lanie had been eternally Lanie about it—unbothered by the late ask, even as she’d planted a fist on one hip and declared that it was about time, completely without demands on the dress front, and utterly thrilled to be a part of things.

Lanie had been Lanie, and Castle had been . . . weird. Not persistently. Not after the first second when a look of genuine surprise and real chagrin had flickered across his face. Immediately after that first second, he’d been forcefully gleeful. He’d rubbed his hands together as though he’d finally maneuvered her exactly where he’d wanted her all along.

And he’d been delighted to ask Alexis, delighted at her excitement over the prospect of a tux, of a cheeky role to play that would go a long way toward liberating her from so much of the awkward daughter-of-the-groom duties. And still, she can’t shake the conviction that he’s being weird about this somehow.

She clues in sometime after the tacky naked lady pen and before the top secret shepherd’s pie recipe. It dawns on her somewhere in there what it is that her boys—their boys—are up to, and Lanie is only too happy to confirm. She has all the details on their very serious competition and Kate is sure that the entire bullpen can hear her cackling them down the line.

There’s a moment when she thinks that she’s the one who should be sleeping with the For Dummies book under her pillow, because it never occurred to her that her making an executive decision to ask Lanie to stand up for her would put him in the awkward position of choosing between their boys. She thinks that’s the explanation for the flicker of surprise, the flicker of chagrin and there’s a stomach-plummeting moment when she thinks she’s done him out of having Alexis play some other role.

It’s not long, though, before it’s clear that he needs the book far more than she ever could. There’s the pen and there’s the shepherd’s pie and she has her suspicions. There’s the sudden bout of touchy-feeliness from Ryan and Esposito, and by the time the bacon brownie cock block comes, it’s obvious that his question about why they’re being nice to him isn’t rhetorical—it’s not some smug insistence on validation of how wildly in-demand he is. It’s the very opposite of the sore-losing Scrabble champion of the world.

He hasn’t a clue that they boys are jockeying to be his best man. It has not occurred to him that he could have asked and either one would have jumped at the chance, and not just to get at the other. It’s such an odd juxtaposition—his infuriating ego about his Scrabble prowess, his Marlene Dietrich act when she beats him a second time, his preening, strutting, everyday persona and this, the fact that it’s genuinely news to him that the men who have worked beside him practically every day for years are eager to stand up for him. She thinks about telling him. She thinks, in fact, about whacking him upside the head with the book, bristling with post-it notes, decidedly less than half of them labeled RC to do.

But he’s so innocently pleased at the reveal when the man chat is over. He’s so shyly flattered and truly surprised as he fills her in on the conversation and reports in hushed tones that they both want to be groomsmen that she kisses him instead. She flings her arms around him right in the elevator and kisses him.

“Of course they want to be your groomsmen, you dummy.”

A/N: You know what has morphousness? The section in Weddings for Dummies that explains how to address invitations to retired military individuals, their spouses, and their ex-spouses. Do you know what has no morphousness? A 1200-word story revolving around a Weddings for Dummies book.

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