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watermelonsugacry · 2 years

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bestieee ngl ever since i read the rolling stone article and h said he cried after the 1d wembley show in 2014 all i could think about was yn comforting him afterwards ☹️🫶🏻

Noooo because after the band gives the crowd their final wave goodbye and they all head backstage, the crew members, management, and the rest of their team are just clapping and cheering them on. After coming on stage, her and boys are on a high, the adrenaline racing throughout their entire bodies that they all jump and yell along with everyone else in celebration.

Louis is the one to pull and gather the band together in a group hug huddle. They could honestly care less about how smelly or sticky with sweat they are from performing, it was a moment that they all needed to reel in and enjoy. They just performed to a sold-out stadium full of thousands of people!

After all the commotion, the band gets led down the halls to their designated dressing rooms. So after some quick showers and drives back to their hotel rooms, YN can't help but notice how quiet Harry has been after getting backstage.

A perk of being the only girl in the is the fact that whatever hotel they were staying at, most of the time YN was able to get her own private suite while the boys shared one or two amongst themselves.

So while the band makes their way down the hotel hallways, chatting and laughing away at all the stuff that happened during the show, YN goes to ask what was Harry's favorite part of the show when she sees that his fingers pinch at his eyes. When he blinks them open, she can see how pink his nose is and his eyes glossy.

"So do you guys wanna head over to Louis and Zayn's room? Carry on the party in there?" Liam suggests and everyone but YN and Harry excitedly agrees.

"M'actually pretty beat." YN shifts the duffle bag strap on her shoulder. "M'old lady, can't stay awake for a minute longer. Y'lads have fun."

"Harry? Y'coming?" Zayn nods over to the room once he's scanned his key card.

"Think m'gonna go to sleep too." Harry fakes a yawn to make it seem like his water eyes weren't from his sentimental tears.

"Okay, grampa." Niall teases, "Just don't come knocking on the door when we got the music on too loud. Wembly!" The Irish lad raised his fists in the air and the rest of the boys join in with his chanting as they make their way into the room. Once they hear the door click shut, Harry awkwardly shuffles his worn-out Chelsea boot against the patterned carpet.

"Um, good night, YN."

"Night, H."

Right as he goes to take out his key card from his pocket, she doesn't think twice about blurting out, "Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"Are yeh hungry?"

So that's how the two find themselves in YN's hotel kitchenette, making breakfast at 1 o'clock in the morning. To be fair, it's been mostly Harry cooking since YN can all but know how to make toast and coffee. YN was thinking made just chatting over a bowl of cereal but he's gone the whole nine yards: eggs, pancakes and even a bit of hashbrown he's managed to whip up.

After pushing her finished plate onto the coffee table, YN leans back on the living room couch with a hand over her tummy. "That was so fookin' good. Those pancakes were amazing."

"M'sure they were since you drowned them in syrup." Harry teases over a sip of his coffee mug.

"Are you syrup-shaming meh?"

"Just making an observation." He shrugs with a soft smile, fingers pushing some of his outgrown hair behind his ear after putting his mug on the table.

"Y'hair s'getting long." YN thinks out loud, eyes flickering around his curly locks.

"Judging my choice of length?" Harry turns sideways to face her, an arm coming up to rest on the back of the couch so he can lean his temple against his hand. His insides get all gooey at the sight of her. How can he function properly when her head rests back on the couch, her neck fully on display like it's begging him to plant his lips on the surface. Or the way her eyes hold something in them he can't quite place his finger on. Or the way her lips tug up into the smile that never fails to take his breath away.

She pushes a shoulder to her ear, "Just making an observation."

A beat goes by of them just fondly staring at one another before her ringtone goes off to let her know she received a new text message. Shifting and reaching around her back pocket, she notices how the butterflies in her tummy make their landing when she reads the name on the screen.

Matthew: Hey hun, I know you're probably knocked out for the night so good morning when you read this <3 give me a ring when you're up and tell me all about the show! I love you.

With a sigh, YN locks her screen and pushes it onto the table next to her plate. She rakes a hand through her hair before settling back into the couch, wishing to go back to the feeling she felt before being reminded of her boyfriend. Matthew is a great guy, he's honest and loyal and caring...and not who she truly wants to be with.

"Y'alright, YN?"

"Y'know what I realized?" YN questions, impulsively finding the strength to confess something she's been holding onto since she was 16. But all the courage diminishes the second she meets his eyes and if she wasn't already sitting down, her knees might have given out.

"Hmm?" Harry encourages.

"That...you don't call me lovie as much anymore." She says instead and thanks God she did because now the heat is taken off of her and placed on top of his heated and dimpled cheeks. "What's up with that? Lately, it's been Morning, YN. See yeh on stage, YN. Y'alright, YN?" She deepens her voice to try to make his accent and a giggle erupts from his chest.

"Thought you didn't like it anymore." Harry lies through his teeth.

"And why in the bloody hell would yeh think that?"

The real reason? He stopped calling her that once she was officially with Matthew, it just didn't feel right having her so close yet so far from his reach. In all honesty, it hurt him more than it hurt her when he stopped calling her his nickname.

"Dunno." Harry lets out a huffed laugh through his nose.

"Well I do like it. I miss it actually." YN distracts herself by picking at the frilly bits on the decorative pillows.

"Okay," She feels his finger go under her chin, lifting her gaze to meet his. "Lovie."

In true YN fashion, she rolls her eyes with a scoff as she pushes her hand away both for hating the lovey dovey shit and not letting herself succumb her his lovey dovey actions. Harry chuckles at her antics and goes back to rest his temple on his fist. There's a tiny part of his ego that likes the fact that he can make her nervous, flustered at little bits of affection.

"Anyways," YN remembers her initial reason for inviting him over. "That was some show, huh?"

"Insane." Harry shakes his head in disbelief. "Y'know, if or when all of us decide to go our separate ways and do solo stuff, and I never perform to that big of a crowd again, m'perfectly okay with that."

"I was thinking the same thing. Was a bit overwhelming wasn't it? Just everything all at once. The fans, the music, the excitement of it all. Being with you and the boys on stage doing what we all love. It's a pretty amazing feelin' innit?"

She sees Harry nod along to her words, chuckling a bit when he has to sniffle his nose as his eyes get watery again. He even looks away from her direction, too embarrassed from being sentimental.

"S'okay to cry, H. S'just me." And that seemed to be the last branch holding the damn together because Harry leans forward, his elbows on her knees with his hands covering his face. His shoulders twitch as he cries and it has YN scooting over to his side in an instant.

As much as she's slowly inching her way to being more comfortable with physical affection, her anxiety about it all lessens when it's with Harry. She wraps an arm around his back and rests her cheek against his shoulder in comfort, making him feel safe to release the sob that he was holding back.

They like this for what seems like forever, YN rubbing his back gently and even blinking back a few tears of her own. After a couple of minutes, he straightens up a bit and takes in a much needed deep breath.

When he turns his head to face hers, they're so close that one easy movement can bump their noses together. She almost jumps out of her skin when she feels his thumb comes up to wipe a rouge tear from her cheek.

"Feel better?" YN whispers between them. The feel of her breath on his lips mixed with his heightened emotions has him holding himself back from leaning in the rest of the way. He wonders if her lips still tasted like syrup.

Not trusting his own voice, he just gives her a small nod. With a word, he rests his head on her shoulder. He closes his eyes and lets out a hum when he feels her finger softly rub against his scalp. It doesn't take long before his breathing evens out and they maneuver their position so his head lays across her lap.

It takes a while before YN falls asleep. She looks down at the man, her band mate, her best friend in her lap and wonders what the hell she's gotten herself into.

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corneliaavenue · 11 months

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merrybloomwrites · 7 months

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You Can Start a Family (Extra: Mitch & "Matilda")

"Well, everybody's crying. I never play that song facing the crowd. One night I thought, 'Why don't I just try it one time facing the crowd?' It was deep into the tour, and all of a sudden I'm paying attention, and I almost stopped playing. I thought, 'God, this is what we've been playing every night?'"

That quote about the song Matilda from an interview Mitch recently did inspired me to write this little story. Very Mitch introspective about his love for Sarah and reader.

Previous Chapters:

Main Story: One ; Two ; Three ; Four ; Five ; Six ; Seven ; Eight ; Nine ; Ten

Sickfic Part 1 ; Part 2

Mitchrry Prequel

Word Count: 1.1K

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The first thing Mitch noticed about the song “Matilda” was how difficult the guitar part was. For weeks that was all he noticed since that’s how long it took him to master it. After practicing over and over he felt confident that he finally had it perfect. This was especially important since he basically was the only instrument playing for the first half of the song. If he hit one sour note, there would be no covering it up. Everyone would know.

He hadn’t given much thought to the lyrics of the song at first. It wasn’t until Sarah brought it up one night over dinner that he realized how focused he had been on his part and hadn’t heard the song as a whole.

It made sense that Sarah was much more invested in the words than he was. Since there was no drum part to Matilda she just had to master her harmony and focus on singing.

From the very first performance after Harry’s House was released, Mitch made it a habit not to look at the audience for Matilda. It started as nerves; he would stare at his fingers on the fret board to make sure they were placed correctly. Then, he just got used to it. Plus, Sarah was always mentioning the emotions in the crowd during it, and Mitch wasn’t sure he could handle seeing the impact the song had on all the fans.

And then, he and Sarah met you. They never expected to add a third person to their relationship, but from the moment they met you, they knew you would be an important person to them. They always thought that they had everything they ever wanted but from the day you agreed to be their girlfriend they felt even more like a true family.

Knowing everything you’d been through, all the pain and suffering in your life, made them even more protective over you. They wished they could wrap you in a bubble and keep you safe and happy, but they knew that wasn’t possible. They just made sure to be there for you whenever life got especially difficult.

One of the worst moments was after Wembly night 2. This was a couple of months into your relationship, and you all had just reunited after weeks apart. It was also the anniversary of the death of your mother and sister and your grief mixed with your anxiety, leading to a very difficult night.

Mitch and Sarah hated to see you in so much pain. They did everything they could think of to comfort you and keep you calm and finally you fell asleep in their arms. It took them a while to fall asleep after that, still worried about you and when they woke the next morning to you panicking they knew their fears were valid.

They again calmed you down and brought you back to reality, helping you shake off the bad dreams from the previous night. They hated having to leave you that day to rehearse for their set at Wembley but trusted that Harry was taking good care of you in their absence.

Thankfully that day ended much better than it started. Mitch was sitting on the couch in their hotel room, Harry by his side. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of his wife holding their sleeping girlfriend in her arms on the bed.

From the moment he woke up the next morning, Mitch was extra stressed, as he was opening at Wembley Stadium with his own music that evening. He was trying to get himself ready while also keeping an eye on his girlfriend after the extra emotional day you had.

His concern for you bleeds into the following day as well. It’s the final night of their 4-show run at Wembley, and the second Mitch walks on stage he sees that you’ve somehow landed a spot front and center in the crowd. He’s relieved that he’ll be able to keep an eye on you whenever he feels worried. He knows you’re doing better, but he can’t shake his extra protective feelings.

For the first time ever, he looks out to the audience during Matilda. All he wanted to do was check on you, but he ends up scanning the crowd and the sight he sees overwhelms him. He sees the emotions on everyone’s faces and hears the lyrics being sung beautifully.

He’s suddenly hit with the realization that this must be happening at every show. Thousands of people connect with these words. It truthfully breaks his heart to know that they’ve all experienced some type of pain that has led to this song meaning so much to them.

Mitch turns back to you and feels his heart break more at the glimmer of tears in your eyes. He might not be the most expressive person, but he loves deeply, and seeing you or Sarah upset will always cause him physical pain.

As soon as they move into the bridge of the song Mitch steps offstage as he always does. He’s grateful for this moment hidden away from everyone so he can recenter himself. He takes a few deeps breaths and blinks the tears out of his eyes before switching guitars for the next song.

He gets back to his spot while Sarah is still walking from the B Stage to her drums. He meets her eyes and reaches out his hand so their fingers can brush as she walks past. It isn’t much, but that little touch grounds him immediately. He looks over to you again and sees you smiling at him, and finally he recovers from the overwhelming wave of emotions.

Later that night you’re all back at the hotel and lying together in bed. Mitch finds himself in the middle, his girls on either side, and pulls you both in close.

He feels you shift next to him and turns to face you. “I love you,” you say and press a kiss to his lips.

“I love you too baby,” he replies when you break apart. He’s about to say more but you lean over him to share an I love you and a kiss with Sarah. His heart warms watching the two of you. A moment later Sarah’s lips are on his.

The light kisses eventually turn into more, and Mitch worships his girls’ bodies, pouring all the love and words he can’t say into his actions. Afterwards you and Sarah are again tucked in close to his side, feeling loved and safe. He stays up for a while after you’ve both fallen asleep, soaking in this moment, and thanking every deity he can think of for bringing you both into his life.

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colossal-niamh · 9 months

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BBC headline tomorrow is gonna be “dinosaur murders teenager at Wembly stadium. Somehow this is a trans person’s fault”

#wrestling #aew #aew all in

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deetealeaf · 4 months

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cuTE YOUR CAR IS SPORTS LIKE IS THAT FAST

I hEAR YOU TALKING OVER ME LIKE IS THAT SMART

CUz IVE PLAYED WEMBLY STADIUM LIKE IS THAT HARD

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buttdawg · 5 months

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The Devil

I think everyone knows by now how things turned out at Worlds End, but just in case, I'll put spoilers under the cut.

I'm not sure how big a surprise it is, since he was the prime suspect all along, but Adam Cole revealed he was the Devil at the end of the PPV. His "henchmen" were the three Kingdom guys, along with Wardlow.

I feel like there were probably more henchmen than this running around in this storyline, but that's not a big deal. We've seen The Devil directing traffic during beatdowns and leaving his mask behind as a calling card, and it's hard to see Cole doing that with his broken foot, so it makes sense that this group would rely on proxies and intermediaries when necessary. They clearly cut a deal with Joe, so it's not hard to imagine them getting a guy to wear the mask for a few minutes to throw off suspicion. And wrestlers have been hiring themselves out as anonymous cannon fodder for decades. They probably got some of the Dark Order goons from 2019 to pitch in.

I found the reveal kind of strange, since it didn't seem like Cole got anything out of this whole ruse. Joe's the champ, his buddies got the ROH tag belts, but why go to all this trouble for that? Then it finally hit me that he may have been angling for a world title victory of his own, but he had to change his plans once the foot injury happened. After that, it became more about taking the title off MJF, since he couldn't get it for himself.

Why didn't he just let Jay White finish off Max? I dunno, fuck Jay, I guess. For whatever reason, Samoa Joe was his pick.

I suppose this really started after Wembly Stadium, when MJF beat Cole to retain the title. They hugged it out and everything, but that had to be the moment when the wheels started turning. Everything since then has been this long-term plot to wear Max down. The ROH tag title matches, the weird drama with Roderick Strong, Cole acting conflicted over whether or not to cut ties with Roddy, Cole convincing Max to do dumb shit like jumping out of the ring. All of it took a physical and emotional toll on Max until he couldn't hold onto the title.

I found the reveal anticlimactic, but the more I look at it, the more ridiculous the other suspects would have been.

Britt Baker. At first glance, this seems like a cool thing for her to do, but her sole motive would be some sort of jealousy over Max monopolizing all of her boyfriend's time, which could work except she's barely been on TV this whole time, and no one's ever brought up how she felt about the Max/Adam bromance. And how does being the Devil help her career? Fucking over MJF doesn't set up a big match for her, unless AEW's going to do intergender stuff.

Jack Perry. Again, this guy's been away for months, which means there's not a good way to introduce him as a suspect. Fans seemed to think his absence from TV made him more likely to be the Devil, because... it would be more surprising? Also, what's his motive? I think fans wanted this to tie in with his backstage fight with CM Punk, but... how?

Roderick Strong. This guy was already doing a psychological war against Max with his squad of goons. Why would he switch to a secret identity and do the same thing?

Wardlow. Again, this guy made no secret of his grudge with Max, so the bigger question was why he didn't just make his move a long time ago. Wardlow being part of the Devil's conspiracy makes a lot more sense than him being the Devil himself.

Hangman Page, Swerve, etc. These were all pretty big reaches, and I think they only threw these names out to make the point that Max has a long list of enemies, rivals, and challengers. But Swerve wouldn't waste his time on a secret identity. The dude filmed himself breaking into Hangman's house for crying out loud. Conversely, Hangman would never muster the creativity or gumption to come up with a plan like this. He would find the mask, think about putting it on, and then spend the next six months moping about the latest slump he's in.

In hindsight, it really couldn't be anyone but Adam Cole, although this whole reveal still begs the question of how they're going to proceed, when both guys are too injured to have a blowoff match. I guess Cole might be fully recovered by now? Maybe MJF isn't as badly hurt as everyone thinks? I mean, Cole will probably do some "why I did it" promo on Dynamite, but what's the difference? We know why he did it. MJF's a giant prick. Everyone was waiting for them to turn on each other and now it's happened.

The real question is: What does Cole do now? He's got his revenge, and I'm sure he'll get some big match with MJF eventually, but what's he do in the meantime? I guess if his foot's healed up he can chase some other title, but it seems kind of anticlimactic.

#aew #mjf #worlds end #the devil the aew guy #now the bible guy or the cuphead guy or whatever

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