#AHHH MY SHAYLA...

[writingonleaves]

i tell you that i think i'm falling back in love with you - luca fantilli

pairing: luca fantilli x original female character

warnings: swearing, slight angst, mostly fluff, like one mention of COVID, proofread maybe once, probably too many taylor swift references

word count: 9.2k

based on: "the alcott" by the national ft. taylor swift + "this love" by taylor swift. title from "the alcott"

author's note: first one ahhh!!! had this done months ago when i saw that day in the life video the umich social team posted of luca and then promptly went on a six hour plane ride and banged this out. apologies if some of the details are inaccurate — i tried my best though some are also made purposefully to fit with the narrative

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Melody Lin rarely talks about it. 

In the instance that it gets brought up, she just shrugs, always giving just a brief overview because there’s no point in summing up 18 years of history in a few sentences, especially when she knows if she thinks about it too much and talks about it out loud she’ll get emotional. 

Growing up in the suburbs of Toronto was the typical suburban experience. She grew up only a street and a 2 minute car ride from her best friend Shayla and even though Shayla ended up going to University of Michigan and she went to Northwestern, they remained the closest of friends. Melody’s close with the whole Gallo family to the point where she just walks in and no one bats an eye anymore. Wherever Melody is, Shayla isn’t far behind, and vice versa. 

Being close with the Gallo family means she’s been to almost every family gathering, every big family event. Everyone in their families knows the other because the two girls are so close that they’re pretty much sisters. 

Melody doesn’t even remember the day she met Luca Fantilli. 

Luca is one of Shayla’s many cousins, only two years younger than Shayla. His family lives around a 10 minute drive away, so their parents love to gather on the weekends, therefore bringing the kids close together. Age wise, it goes Shayla, then Luca two years later, then Adam and Katie, Shayla’s younger sister, are the same age. There’s other cousins, older and younger, but these four have always been close, finding themselves naturally in a group when their families get together.

That means that naturally, Melody grew up also being close with the four, coming by many weekends when the cousins gathered and being dragged into their shenanigans, from playing tag when they were kids to piling in a car to get ice cream when they were teenagers. And they loved her too. Katie loved having another older sister figure with Melody being more calm compared to Shayla. Adam loved how funny she was and how no matter how much shit they gave her, she’d brush it all off with an easy smile. 

And then Luca. Like his brother and cousins, he loved how friendly she was. During the few years they overlapped in the same school, she always said hi to him in the hallways, never treating him or his brother any differently just because they were younger. When he needed a ride, whether it was to the rink or gym or that he just wanted to get out of the house, he could always text her and she would drive him, even if she gave him flack for it. And even though she started out as just Shayla’s friend, they quickly grew to have their own friendship, texting from time to time even when he was at Kimball for two years and she went off to college. He loved how giving she was and how smart she was and how no one ever really seemed to have a bad word to say about her. He’d always light up at seeing her and looked forward to the crushing hugs she would give him, especially after a few months of not seeing each other.

Those weekends are imprinted in Melody’s brain, when the Gallo house is loud and lively and all the adults are chatting and laughing and the kids are off doing whatever they want, her and Shayla always being put in charge because they’re the oldest of the five. Sometimes there were guest stars — Shayla’s high school boyfriend, Adam’s high school girlfriend, whoever the hell Luca was dating at the time, Katie and her best friend — but it was mostly just the five of them. 

It was always Shay, Mel, Luca, Adam and Katie.

(If you ask Luca now, he probably fell in love with her back when they were teenagers, somewhere between when she would drive him and his brother home after a rough practice and let them rant and when she’d laugh so loudly by the pool during the summer that she’d snort)

(Melody obviously loved everything about Shayla, thought Adam was one of the sweetest boys she’s ever met and adored Katie like a younger sibling. But even from the start, she had a special place in her heart for Luca, with his infectious smile and his positive energy. Somewhere along the way, he stopped being just Shayla’s cousin)

That friendship strengthened when he and Adam signed a commitment to play with the Chicago Steel starting Melody’s sophomore year at Northwestern. Shayla was thankful that her best friend was there for her two younger cousins, though the two hockey players never needed anyone to look after them. Since Melody had a car and her and Shayla’s breaks often overlapped, Melody would grab Adam and Luca in Chicago and then drive through Ann Arbor to pick Shayla up as they all headed home. The drive wasn’t all that bad, especially with the company.

Somewhere during the start of her sophomore year, she and Luca confessed to each other that they had feelings towards each other and started dating. It started out well. Inbetween her classes and college commitments and his practices and games, they’d find time to see each other. It helped that they both had cars as well. 

There was this cafe / book bar place between them called The Alcott that she had discovered by a recommendation from a friend who lived around the area that wasn’t closed because of COVID. That started to become the place for them to meet. Whether she had to drag along her laptop and notebooks or not, it started to become their place. She tried to go to as many of his games as she could and he tried to come to campus to be with her, even when she was cramming for exams and couldn’t give him much attention. 

She’d feel bad during the days where she wasn’t much fun, but he didn’t care. Being in her presence was enough, he’d always say with an encouraging kiss and a promise for milkshakes after dinner as a treat before he’d have to go back to Chicago. She met his teammates and he met her college friends and they tried and tried to make it work. When the Chicago Steel won the Clark Cup, she made it a priority to go to watch the final, not having been able to go to his last regular season game and all of playoffs due to final projects and labs. At the end, she had leaned over the boards to crush Adam in a tight hug before kissing Luca sweetly.

And then two weeks after that, when summer was about to start — which should’ve been the time they would be at their best and brightest together, things started to fall apart. Though, when Melody looks back at it now, things were slowly falling apart for a bit before then. Pointed questions about what each other’s plans were for the night when they could’ve been together, weak excuses for skipping the nightly FaceTime call, just generally not as much effort from both sides. 

Even throughout it all, she still deeply cared about him. That didn’t change even during their last argument that led to their break up. 

“Mel, I don’t know what you want me to do at this point,” Luca says, pacing around her room and running his hair through his hair. 

“I don’t ask for much,” she says, biting her lip, watching him pace and trying to keep her control. “I know hockey keeps you busy. I get it. I knew what I was signing up for. But I didn’t hear from you for a week, Luca. Not a call. Not even a good morning text. What the fuck am I supposed to do with that?”

“I told you I was going to be busy, angel.” Even the pet name doesn’t soften her. She starts raising her voice.

“Goddammit, Luca. I know! But guess what? I’m also busy too. You think college is easy? I don’t know if I’ve slept for more than 5 hours a night this last month. But I still make the time.” 

“Do you?” His eyes flash with something she’s never seen from him before. He’s not quite yelling, but he’s not talking at a normal volume either. “When’s the last time we went out to dinner? When’s the last time before the final that you came to one of my games? Jackson asked me before the final if we were still together since he hadn’t seen you. Do you know how fucked up that is?”

“Since when the fuck do you care about what anyone has to say?”

“Since all of their girlfriends are in the stands every week!”

She flinches. “I’m sorry I couldn’t make it to playoffs but you told me it was okay. I didn’t know you felt that way because you don’t talk to me anymore. I can’t read your mind. I’m trying my best here.”

“You know what? I can’t do this anymore.”

“Can’t do what?” She whispers. 

“This. Us. It’s clearly not working.”

“Luca.”

He sits down on the chair across from her and puts his head in his hands momentarily. “You’re right. We barely talk. We’re both so busy. The last thing I want is for you to resent me.”

“So that’s it?” She croaks out. 

His eyes are watery. “Please don’t make this harder than it has to be, angel.”

“You’re the one making this hard!” She bites her lip and looks up to keep the tears from falling, which isn’t working because a couple tears still slip out. She fights a brief battle with herself and then deflates. “I’m always going to be your biggest supporter.”

He lets out a shaky breath. “Mel.”

“I mean it. I meant it years ago when we were kids. I mean it now. I’ll mean it forever.”

He laughs hollowly. “This sucks.” He lets out a shaky breath. “Do you think we could still be friends?”

She tries to smile. “Well, I’m still best friends with your cousin and that’s not gonna change. So I’m sure I’ll see you around.” She swallows. “I need time though, if we want to be friends in the future.”

“I get it. Yeah.” He sighs. “I’m sorry.”

She shrugs dejectedly. “I’m sorry too.”

“Can I get one more hug?”

The hug is already sad enough. The kiss in her hair has her crying into his chest. 

It was tough that summer especially, because she still wanted to spend time with Shayla and she also knew that Shayla still wanted to see Luca. But it was still too fresh, so when she knew that Luca was coming by, she avoided going to Shayla’s, which her best friend understood. She took Adam out for ice cream a couple of times, genuinely wanting to see how he was doing and catch up and everything was good and normal as they steered away from topics that were still fresh. Except during one hug as she dropped him off, where he whispered in her ear, “I know it’s too soon. I completely get it. But I know Luca would love to see you before you head back to school.”

(She doesn’t end up seeing him)

Junior year comes and goes. She has a great time despite the hours of studying for exams and the stress of classes. She makes new friends, gets closer with her old ones, collects new memories and laughs until there’s no sound coming out of her mouth. She sometimes wakes up with a hangover, but has to trudge to the library anyway to cram for a Monday morning exam. The first time she goes to The Alcott post break-up, she tries to sit in the spot by the corner and she has to leave within 5 minutes so she doesn’t have a meltdown in public.

Shayla tells her that Luca and Adam are both officially committed to play at Michigan next year, and she’s not sure if she should text them. She ends up texting them both separately right when they post on Instagram though because she’s so happy and excited and proud of them, even if Luca isn’t hers anymore.

i heard about the good news!! congrats on umich (officially)!! 

Thanks Mel!! So good to hear from you. I hope all is good at Northwestern

all’s good here! seriously, luca. i’m so proud of you. 

He simply had liked the text and it was enough for the both of them. It had to be enough. 

She tried her best to steer away from hearing about him, but it was really hard, especially when both him and Adam were doing so well in hockey and were the talk of the town, especially back home. They always had been, but nowadays it was more and more and it was bittersweet to hear. 

She didn’t come back home for the summer of her senior year, her internship leading her to New York City. And while it was sad because she couldn’t see Shayla, who herself was doing an internship in Detroit, it gave her a bit of relief that she wasn’t going to be in her hometown when a large  reason she calls it home is because of the boy who she had given her heart to. She had fun in New York, went on a couple of dates — which was the most she’s done with her romantic life since her breakup — but while her friends were living up their summers and she was cheering them on, she couldn’t shake the feeling of the younger Italian hockey player away from her mind. She hated that she couldn’t shake him off.

(You’ve been friends for almost two decades, Shayla would remind her. Of course you’re not gonna get over it quickly. There’s too much history there)

As Melody entered her senior year, she set out a goal to have fun. Work hard, of course, but also to have fun and really enjoy her last year. With parts of her college experience being interrupted by the pandemic, she felt like it was only right to give herself some time before she’d be in labs and research the rest of her life.

She still followed Luca on social media, so she saw his Snapchat stories and his Instagram posts. He looked like he was having a blast at Michigan and she honestly couldn’t have been any happier for him, even if there was always a stab of something in her heart seeing him pop up on her feed. She still drove through Ann Arbor during school breaks to pick up Shayla, and now Adam and Luca as well when they didn’t have to stay for hockey commitments. Shayla tried telling her friend that she didn’t have to, but Melody always waved her off. Luca texted her happy birthday and she did the same and she ended up crying in the shower both times. 

Shayla had convinced her to come to a Michigan vs Michigan State hockey game and Melody didn’t really have an excuse, since she was gonna drive up that morning from Northwestern to go home for winter break. She had been hesitant, not wanting to overstep but Shayla had just laughed in her face. Come to Michigan, stay the night with me, and then we’ll all head back to Ontario in the morning. Shayla had even gotten Adam and Luca to text her to convince her, with Luca’s text being the final push

Heard from Shay and Adam that you were hesitant on coming to the game. If that hesitancy is because of me, please don’t let it be. It’ll be a fun one.)

The game is fun and thrilling, just like Luca promised it would be. Melody’s met some of Shayla’s college friends before and they’re no less welcoming than they always are. After the game ends, Shayla and her are walking back to her apartment when Shayla stops. Adam just texted me, she says. They’re all at one of the hockey houses and they want to meet you. Let’s stop by. Melody stills for a moment before letting Shayla lead her in the opposite direction. She knows Shayla knows some of the guys, but she’s never met any of them and she doesn’t want to make it awkward. 

But that thought immediately goes away as Adam hugs her and spins her around as soon as they walk in, causing her to laugh and Shayla to pout playfully. Adam just rolls his eyes after setting Melody down. Shay, I see you all the time, he says. Melody gets on her tiptoes and kisses him quickly on the cheek, rolling her eyes as he playfully wipes it off. He leads them into the house and Melody’s thrown into a round of introductions and she’s a bit overwhelmed but she’s smiley and friendly and congratulates them all on the win. She’s immediately enraptured in a brief conversation with Nolan Moyle, Mark Estapa and Luke Hughes and she pretends to not see the other guys eyeing Luca with a knowing look.

Melody Lin rarely talks about it. She wonders how much Luca Fantilli does, especially since they all seem to know who she is. 

She would be the slightest bit uncomfortable, but a majority of them are younger than her and she knows how to deal with the rowdiness of hockey boys. So weirdly enough, she feels right at home, even though it’s her first time here. 

When she finally makes her way to Luca, she smiles, even if it’s a bit dimmed. She’s keenly aware of eyes on her but she tries to ignore them as she hugs him tightly, trying not to breathe in his cologne too much.

“Good game,” she mutters into his ear before pulling away. 

“Thanks, angel.” 

She kinda wants to kill him. He lost his right to call her that when he broke up with her. But she just smiles before turning to introduce herself to Ethan Edwards. 

When she pulls up to Adam and Luca’s place the next morning with a big yawn, Shayla in the seat next to her, Adam hands Shayla a hot chocolate and she’s pleasantly surprised when Luca hands her an iced coffee. She takes a sip as they dump their bags in the trunk. A latte with two pumps of vanilla syrup. He still remembers.

She hates him. She loves him. She’ll always love him

(She watches the game on her laptop and sighs sadly when Michigan’s run at the Frozen Four is cut short. She texts in the group chat consisting of Shayla, Katie, Adam, Luca and her rather than individually. 

💛💙proud of you both always

When Adam wins the Hobey Baker the day after, she immediately calls him, not expecting him to answer and ready to leave a voicemail. But he answers after two rings, and the first thing he asks is if they can switch to FaceTime. Suddenly, her screen is filled with Adam with his shades on in the Florida sun with the disgusting mullet. She just grins and congratulates him while he’s positively beaming. He shows her the trophy briefly and she hears some of his teammates yelling their greetings and she just laughs at all the chaos. She lets him go after another round of congratulations and tries not to let her smile fade when Luca comes on the screen with a wave.

Her heart aches.)

Graduation week is crazy and bittersweet and wonderful as she says goodbye to her younger friends and holds on to make some last minute memories with her best friends before her family and loved ones come to celebrate officially at the ceremony. She has dinner with her parents, her older sister Elena, Shayla and Shayla’s parents the night before her school convocation. She cheers for her friends when they walk across the stage the next morning, tries not to trip when she walks across and honestly kind of blacks out. Shespots her family in the stands purely from Shayla waving like crazy and laughs, waving back. Through all the chaos, she finds her family afterwards and pauses. 

Because there’s Luca. Dressed in a white short sleeved button down and blue jeans, hair out of a baseball cap for once and standing there with a sheepish smile, a beautiful bouquet of purple and white flowers in his hand. 

Why is he here? 

She tears her eyes away from him as she hugs her parents and sister with a big smile. She squeals as she hugs Shayla, swaying side by side, reflecting back to late April when Shayla was the one graduating and the positions were reversed.

But all she can see is Luca. You, you, you, her mind whispers. 

“Hi.”

“Hey.”

“I didn’t know you were coming.”

He shrugs. “Wanted to surprise you.” He hugs her and she can’t help but smile being tucked into his chest. “Congrats, Mel. I’m so proud of you.”

“Thanks,” She mutters, blinking as he gives her the flowers. “These are beautiful. Jesus.”

“Here, let me hold something for you.” He takes her bag off her shoulder as well as her diploma out of her hands as she adjusts the three bouquets of flowers she’s gotten, trying not to crush any of them. 

“Picture time!” Melody’s mom exclaims and then there’s a flurry of smiling and picture taking and lighting and angles and every combination possible, ending with Melody and Luca.

(When her mom sends the pictures later that night, she blinks at how couply they look. There’s a particular picture where she’s laughing at something Shayla said off camera and he’s looking at her like he might still be in love with her)

They stop by her apartment briefly so they can change before they all go to dinner. Apparently, everyone else knew Luca was coming because no one bats an eye as he comes along to their dinner. She’ll have to talk to Shayla about that later. 

And it’s good, really. The conversation is easy and the food is good and she tries to ignore everytime her elbows brush against Luca’s and notes when his arm is around her chair so she doesn't lean back. They discuss the plan for the next day where Melody is just planning on packing before the all university commencement the day after. Her family is planning to explore the Chicago area while Shayla is attending another friend’s commencement at University of Chicago. When Luca’s asked of his plans, he hesitates. She doesn’t know what makes her say her next sentence, but she says it. 

“If you wouldn’t mind, I could use another set of hands to help me pack.”

His head whips to her, mouth open a little. She tries to smile assuringly. He nods. “I don’t mind.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. It’ll be fun.”

She snorts. “Packing is not fun ever, but I like the enthusiasm.”

The next morning, she picks him up from the hotel all of them are staying at (“I’m in a room with Shayla and it’s a nightmare. How does someone’s shit get everywhere in such a short period of time?”) and drives in the opposite direction from her apartment. It takes him a surprisingly short amount of time to realize that they’re going in the wrong direction. When he asks where they’re going, she bites her lip.

“I’m craving one last iced vanilla latte from The Alcott.”

Silence and then a small chuckle. “Are their blueberry muffins still as good?”

“Yup.”

“We gotta get some of those too then.”

And conversation is surprisingly easy. They talk about Michigan’s run to the Frozen Four and how that was cut short but what an amazing season they had, Adam’s World Championship win with Canada and his upcoming draft (she was invited months ago by Adam and the entire Fantilli family to Nashville, to which everyone but her was not surprised about), her last year at Northwestern, his first year at Michigan, and anything and everything in between. It’s so easy that it almost aches, the familiarity of The Alcott and what it means to her and what it means to them as she watches him order for the both of them and pays even though she tries to fight. She wanders over to the corner — their old spot — because she wants to savor this one more time before she has to let go. Before she has to let go of this place and this boy. Because she can’t keep him. He was never hers to begin with. 

“Do you remember when we were snowed in here?”

She turns her head to look back at him before letting out a small chuckle at the memory. “Yeah. You were panicking because you thought your game was still on and I was surprised when it was cancelled, considering it’s Chicago and they never cancel anything due to snow.”

“And then they gave out free coffee refills and you were probably the happiest person in this place, just studying and humming along or scribbling in your journal.”

“We must’ve been here for, what, 6 hours?” 

“Probably more, to be honest. Donna wouldn’t let a single person even think about driving until the storm had passed.”

She smiles, even if a bit sad. “Good times.”

He hums in agreement, and if she was looking at him and not out the window, she would notice that he’s looking at her fondly. “You’re a college graduate.”

She rolls her eyes. “It’s not that big of a deal.”

“You’re right. It’s not, because we all knew you were always the smart one. But it is a big deal because it’s just crazy how time moves so fast.”

“How do you think I feel watching you and Adam get old and go to college? Not that you were innocent before, but Adam sent me some snapchats of your shenanigans at frat parties and sometimes I genuinely wonder how you’re alive and kicking for practice the next morning.”

“Fucking Adam. Always painting me in a bad light,” Luca scoffs, before clearing his throat. “How have you been? How do you feel?” 

She lets out something between a laugh and a sigh. “Okay, I think. Overwhelmed. Excited. Scared. Thankful. Thinking about all the stuff I have to pack.” 

“Do you have most of it done?” 

She snorts. “Absolutely not. That’s what you’re here for.” 

“Glad I could be of service.” 

She stands up with her drink. “Come on. Let’s get out of here.” 

Once they get to her place, Melody puts Luca to work immediately, instructing him on which boxes to put things in as she cleans up her room. They work well together. When he’s stepping behind her to get somewhere or something, he always touches her back or elbow or shoulder gently and he doesn’t get annoyed at her indecisiveness on how to pack things, just dutifully following all her instructions. They’re about 70% done when her roommates Alison and Carey come in briefly and they meet Luca and they know exactly who he is but Melody’s thankful that they don’t let it show and gives them a meaningful look as they leave. 

By the time most of her things are packed, it’s dinner time and she suggests that they drive to another one of her favorite spots on campus to grab a bite. A little sweaty, a little exhausted, she has to stop in her tracks when he shoots her the sweetest smile, adjusting the hat on his head and washing his hands before they head out. 

And because it’s only seniors left on campus, it’s not surprising when she runs into a couple people she knows, weaving through to order and find a place to sit at the bar. More often than not she’s stopped and she introduces Luca to everyone and he’s smiling and she knows that everyone is immediately charmed because it’s Luca and that’s always been his effect on people, ever since they were kids. He’s wearing a Michigan hat and gets some chirps that he takes in stride and that make her giggle. 

(If you were to ask Luca, it makes complete sense that everyone they’ve run into has nothing but a smile on their faces. Melody’s always been able to make anyone she’s come into contact with fall in love with her) 

She heads to the bathroom at one point and when she walks back out, she sees a drop dead gorgeous blonde girl sitting where she sat and Melody’s not surprised but her heart falls a bit, watching the girl clearly flirt with him, if her body language indicates anything. She observes for a couple of seconds before taking a deep breath and walking back. She platers on the largest smile she can muster, her lips softening to a more genuine one when she sees him perk up. 

“And there she is! The reason I’m here and the star herself.”

She can’t help but chuckle. “You’re sweet.” She turns to the girl. “Hey, I’m Melody. It’s nice to meet you.”

“Connie. Nice to meet you too. You graduated this weekend too?”

“Yup. You?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, congratulations.”

“Congratulations to you as well.”

Connie turns to Luca and Melody tries her best to not roll her eyes. “It was nice to meet you, Luca. I hope Melody gives you a proper tour of Evanston.”

“Best tour guide there is,” Luca responds easily, and Connie slips out of her chair with one last smile before Melody sits back in her seat. “Cool it with the death glare.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Uh huh.” 

She takes a sip of her coke, determinedly staring at his water. “You can flirt with anyone you want.” 

“She was flirting. I wasn’t flirting back.” 

“That doesn’t sound like you,” she tries to tease lightly. “I’m sure girls fall at your feet at Michigan.” I know what that’s like, she thinks to herself. “Speaking of, anyone I should know about? Just so I can prepare myself for when I get jumpscared when I take you out for ice cream.” 

“First of all, that’s an Adam move. And nope. No one’s caught my eye.” 

“No?” 

“No.” 

“Surprising.” 

He shrugs. 

She hums, letting it go and steering towards safer conversation topics. 

In the car on the way back to the hotel, she gets the courage.

“Luca.”

“Yeah?”

“Why did you break up with me?”

A sharp inhale. The words linger in the air. She grips her steering wheel. 

“I don’t know.”

Silence. A disbelieving scoff. 

“Thanks, Luca.”

“No, no. Give me a second. I truly mean it, especially now looking back. At the time I thought it was what was best so that we would stay friends and not grow to hate each other, but when I think about it more and more, that reasoning is shit so I don’t know anymore. You deserved better.”

(Honestly, it’s probably good that they’re hashing this out now. She was far too nice to him two years ago.)

“If I deserved better why didn’t you do better?” She whispers. “Luca, you didn't even give me a chance to fix it.”

“I know. I know. I panicked and I ran and I lost you.”

“You’ve never lost me. I’m best friends with your cousin. I’ve driven you and Adam to and from school. I’m still here. The last thing I wanted to do that night was break up. You practically jumped at the chance..”

“But I lost you in the way it mattered.” He reaches over to grab her hand and she doesn’t pull away. He takes that as a good sign. “I fucked it all up, didn’t I? All this time we could’ve been together but we weren’t because I just ran away.”

“Why did you break up with me?” She repeats stoically.

“I guess, I guess I got it into my head that you deserve so much better than me. I mean, I was playing junior hockey and you were at fucking Northwestern and you’ve always been so much smarter than I am which I love, don’t get me wrong. You are so, so beautiful and kind to everyone and generous and you’ve literally been there for me since forever and… I just felt like I was holding you back and you deserve better and-“ 

“It’s not your choice to determine what I think I deserve,” she says firmly. “If you had just talked to me about it…Luca. All I wanted was for you to talk to me that night. And the few weeks before. I loved you for who you were, junior hockey and all or whatever the fuck else you said. Do you forget that we grew up together? I’ve seen it all, and I’ve stuck by you because I loved you.” 

He takes a deep breath. “Do you know why no one’s caught my eye at Michigan?” 

She freezes, having a feeling what the answer is but hoping it isn’t true (or hoping it is true). “Why?” 

“Because the only girl who I see myself with is in Chicago.” 

She swallows roughly. “You can’t just say that shit, Luca. It’s not fair.” 

“I know, I know. I just-I…I’m sorry. I know I’m not being fair. I just…I miss you. And I’m sorry I didn’t tell you that I was coming to your graduation but I couldn’t miss it. I really am so proud of you. I’ve always been your biggest fan.”

She stops at a red light and looks at him. “I hated you for a bit.”

“I don’t blame you.”

“But looking back, I don’t think I ever hated you. I was just sad and heartbroken.”

He squeezes his eyes shut. He had always vowed to himself that he would never hurt her. The light turns green and she drives again. 

She speaks up again. “Everyone always told me time is the best thing after a breakup. I didn’t know what they meant until I did. And seeing you got easier everytime, and I still wanted the best for you, even if I wasn’t the one by your side anymore. I still do. But at the same time, I wanted to forget you.”

“Would you consider trying again?”

“Luca-”

“I, just hear me out. I fucked up. I know that. God, I knew that the second I walked out of your place that night. I love you. I still love you. And I know I’m being unfair about all of this. But I just…my life is so much better with you by my side. I’ve realized that more than ever these last two years. And if you don’t feel the same way anymore, I get it. We can keep being friends or I can give you space if you want…whatever you need. I just had to say it. I love you. I can’t really see myself ever stopping, to be honest.”

In the middle of his little speech, she had pulled into the hotel and parked, killing the engine. It’s silent for a few moments as she mulls over his words. 

“You really hurt me, Luca. I don’t know if I love you anymore.” His face starts falling, but she quickly continues. “But I think I could. Love you again, I mean. Maybe. But it has to be different this time.” He perks up but she holds up a hand and he listens. “We need to communicate better. We have to talk through our problems when they come up, not run away from them. We can’t just sweep things under the rug.”

“Deal.”

“I’m gonna be working in Chicago and you’re gonna be in Ann Arbor. The distance is still gonna be like before. We’re probably gonna be away from each other more than we’re together.”

“Worth it,” a soft smile appears on his lips. “Congratulations, by the way. On the job. I don’t know if I mentioned it yet.”

“Thank you,” she looks down at her hands. She sighs. “I wanted us to work the first time. I really did. God, Luca. You’re one of the most important people in my life.”

“I’m gonna try so hard to be someone that you deserved the first time and that you deserve now.”

She smiles a bit sadly at that. “All you need to be is yourself. That’s all I ask.”

“Deal.”

“I know things are kinda busy coming up, with your cousin’s wedding and Adam’s draft and me going on my trip. But, uh, maybe we can go on a date when I’m back? If it isn’t too late.”

“It’s never too late when it comes to you,” Luca says. “I’d love that.” He leans in to kiss her cheek. 

“Come on. I’ll walk you up to your room.”

Things still don’t quite fall into place after that weekend. The next time she sees Luca is when she comes to Nashville for the draft. Luca’s been beaming all day, extremely proud of his brother, but it doesn’t compare to the feeling he felt earlier when Melody and Shayla walked out of their hotel room, Melody wearing a blue satin jumpsuit and looking as stunning as ever. When she greeted him with a hug, he planted a brief kiss in her hair and watched fondly as she embraced Adam, straightening out his collar and placing a sweet kiss on his cheek, muttering some words to him that only those two could hear, Adam closing his eyes and nodding as she smiled. Luca knows how much her being here means to Adam.

(Only close family knew that on Adam’s vest on the back are the names of the important people in his life. When he takes off the suit jacket to show Shayla and Melody, the former beams while the latter starts sniffling. Both so proud of him. Both honored to be on his back in cursive. And Luca just hands her a tissue when she sees a particular picture on the inside of his jacket of the four of them when they were younger at the beach. It’s one of her favorites. It means so much.)

She cries when Adam gets picked third overall to the Columbus Blue Jackets and squeezes Shayla’s hand in excitement as Adam walks onto the stage. Afterwards when she sees him, she practically leaps onto him and squeezes him so tight as he spins her around. 

(“Oh, Adam,” she says with a sniffle. “I’m so, so proud of you. Congratulations.”

“Thanks, Mel.” He says into her shoulder. “Thank you for everything. Everything.”

She pulls away but can’t help herself and hugs him again. “I love you. I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” he says as she backs away, biting her lip while placing her hands on his cheek.)

She’s then traveling with a couple friends around Europe and he’s in Pittsburgh for a few days for development camp before hanging out with friends and training. They text semi-frequently but she’s abroad and having fun and he respects that. He’s trying to figure out how to show her that he’s serious about the second chance she’s given him while trying not to overstep. 

When he picks her up from Toronto Pearson Airport in mid July, it’s 7 am and she looks and feels like shit. But she comes out of Arrivals and immediately sees Luca waving, big smile on his face, a Michigan shirt on, a hat flipped backwards on his hair and a bouquet of carnations in his hands, looking at her like she’s the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen. She hugs him, taking the flowers with a smile as he grabs her duffle from her shoulder. Whether from exhaustion or simply because she’s missed him in more ways than she’d like to admit, she leans into his side as they walk out of the airport and into the parking lot and he immediately responds by putting an arm around her shoulder and pressing a kiss on her forehead. 

It’s so easy to fall back into rhythm with him, as she just admires him while he’s driving, too tired at the moment to recount her travels. Once they get off the highway, he puts the windows down and opens the skylight and there’s a pang of deja vu as he turns up the music a bit, humming along to some country tune. He slows down in front of Betty’s Diner and she furrows her eyebrows. 

He smiles, stopping the engine. “I’m gonna go in real quick and grab some food, okay? Told Betty you were coming back today and she insisted on cooking you your favorite. I convinced her to put it in a to-go box but I promised her we’d come back to eat in at some point.”

Melody’s heart practically melts at the thoughtfulness. “Thanks, Lu.”

(He almost trips over himself getting out of the car. She hasn’t called him Lu in so long)

Luca’s house is empty, as Adam is training and his parents are both at work. Melody takes a quick shower to wash off the grime of the plane and when she comes out — in a UMich shirt and sweats she has to roll up that he laid out— the breakfast is all heated up on plates, the bouquet of flowers he gave her still wrapped but in a cup of water so they don’t die. Luca turns around at the sound of footsteps and something flashes through his eyes at the sight of her wearing his clothes again but he shakes himself out of it, instead just sliding a plate towards her. She slumps down on the kitchen island and thanks him with a hum before diving in. 

Once she’s full and Luca’s taking all the plates and washing them before she can even blink, she speaks up. “Is this the date?”

“No,” he admits. “I figured I’d give you a couple of days to get over the jetlag before taking you out for real. I just, I wanted to do something nice.”

She wipes her lips with a napkin. “Not that I don’t appreciate all of this, because I do, but what…why?”

“You gave me a second chance. I’m not gonna waste that chance.” His eyes widen in fear. “I-I’m sorry if I’m overwhelming you or being too forward. I-if you wanna go home or to Shayla’s, I can drop you off or-”

She smiles slightly. “Relax, Luca.” He blinks. It’s times like this he remembers that she’s two years older and much more level headed than he is. “I was just curious. You don’t have to do this all for me, you know?”

“I want to,” Luca replies simply. “Making up for lost time, I guess.”

“Then come over and finish up these waffles for me,” she says with a small smile, laughing when he barrels over and inhales them. 

After breakfast, he can tell she needs sleep even if she won’t admit it. So he puts on Abbot Elementary and puts an arm around her shoulder as she leans into him on the couch. Halfway through the episode, she’s fallen asleep on his chest and he just smiles, staring down at her. He very carefully turns the volume down and shifts so that they’re both more in a comfortable position. 

(When Adam comes back from training, he walks into the sight of his older brother and someone who might as well be his older sister cuddling, both asleep with Abbot Elementary still playing. He turns the TV off and tosses a blanket over them, staring at them both thoughtfully before heading to his room)

They do end up going on a date a couple days later. Luca picks her up at the door of her childhood home, waves to her mom and dad and gives her another bouquet of flowers (daisies this time). He then drives them to a nearby park that she hasn’t been to in at least 5 years and then pulls out a picnic basket of sandwiches, fruit, pasta salad, chips and cans of seltzer. She blinks as he lays it all out, because he’s really pulling out the stops and she has to stop herself from just leaning in and kissing him. 

And the conversation between them is, yet again, so easy, reminding her of one of the many reasons she always liked him, even before they started dating. Their ability to bounce off of each other and talk about practically everything isn’t something that she’s been able to replicate with anyone else quite yet. There are some instances where they slip into some dangerous territory, but they successfully steer away from it. Those are conversations that need to be had, but not today.

For awhile, especially after their breakup, Melody had only fixated on their differences, with his hockey and party life at Michigan and her research and much tamer college life at Northwestern. But during that picnic, laying down with her head on his lap, she had a realization that they were similar in many ways she hadn’t thought about before — their love for Toronto, their distaste for judgemental people, their passion for leaving an impact, the way they love their friends and family, their love for music.

(It probably only took that date for Melody to fall in love with Luca again, but she would never admit that to herself)

They book a last minute trip to Seattle in late July— it’s purely because Melody found tickets to Taylor Swift last minute that were a reasonable price. She would’ve taken Shayla, but she already saw Taylor in Detroit two days before Melody’s graduation. So the couple hike some trails, eat some good food and have a blast at Taylor Swift. 

(During ‘Fearless,’ which is one of Melody’s favorites, she’s hyper emotional, feeling Luca’s hands around her waist and him singing softly into her ear. He must also remember all the times she played this in the car growing up. During ‘Love Story,’ which is Luca’s favorite, she swears the stadium is shaking and it’s such a wonderful feeling to be a part of something like this. In the middle of the second chorus, she looks back at him with a smile, and he kisses her probably too deeply for what’s considered proper in public. But she can’t care less. And when he sings the last four lines to her in her ear, it feels something like a promise.)

He drives down with her to Chicago mid-August to help her move into her new apartment with a mutual friend from college who’s coming in September. Just like when he helped her move out, he doesn’t complain once. But this time, inbetween moving boxes, he puckers his lips and gets a kiss. The moment she realizes that she’s in her new home for the foreseeable future is when she’s placing some framed pictures around in her room, this particular one being of Shayla, Adam, Luca, Katie and her at the draft just under two months before. She doesn’t have that many framed pictures around, but this one was important to her to have up. She sets it down on the desk and just looks at it, even as Luca comes up to hug her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder.

Shayla’s off to Houston for her job, Adam is off to Columbus to play in the NHL, Luca’s going back to Ann Arbor to do what he loves, Katie is going back to UCLA for her second year and she’s starting her job in Chicago. 

All five of them doing what they love, excited for the future, grateful for the past. And doing it together, even if they’re all in different states. 

He stays with her for a couple of days before heading back to Michigan. That goodbye sucks in particular, as she clings onto him. She’s trying so hard not to let tears fall, but when he softly mutters that he loves her (the first time he’s said those words since they decided to try again), the waterfall starts and she just sobs into his chest as he quietly whispers sweet nothings and rubs her back, kissing her hair and face and fingers and whispering that they’ll see each other in no time — which isn’t true. She has no idea when she’ll be able to get some time off as a new employee and he’s not gonna have that much time to spare once hockey season officially starts. 

(She doesn’t say it back yet, something inexplicable holding her back. But as he kisses her soundly at the airport before heading through security, she knows she does)

As she’s driving to Ann Arbor in December it takes her an embarrassingly long time to realize why it feels like deja vu.

Last year around this time, she made this exact same drive to see a game against the exact same team. Except this time, it’s different. Adam isn’t there. Shayla isn’t there. The team is different. Her and Luca are different. 

And as she’s driving to Ann Arbor, she knows she has to let him know. She has to let him know she loves him. 

This is only the third time she’s seen him since he helped her move in August. She would be lying if she said it hasn’t been tough and there haven’t been moments where she wonders if it’s worth it. But then her phone lights up, signaling a text from him or food she didn’t order ends up at her doorstep or she watches streams of UMich games and watches him score and then she’s reminded that she made the right choice in giving Luca a second chance. 

She loves watching hockey. She loves watching Luca play hockey. 

She got the number of Maggie, Kienan’s girlfriend, from Luca because she would only be able to make it to Michigan right before the game started, and Maggie was more than happy to lead her inside with her media pass and introduce her to some of the other significant others before she’d actually have to get back to work. It was a bit weird, being one of those significant others and being a bit older, but she was a college student up until June, so it’s not like she feels completely out of place.

She parks outside of Yost and texts Maggie, who directs her on which door to walk to. After an enthusiastic hug, she leads Melody through the back way into the arena, saying that the boys are already on the ice for warmups and that everyone is excited to meet her (“We’ve heard so much about you, from Luca and even from Adam last year, so we’re all really excited to meet you.”) 

She gets introduced to Ellie and Kayleigh, Jacob and Rutger’s girlfriends respectively, and they’re so peppy and excited and nice that she doesn’t feel as nervous as she sits down as they immediately want to get to know more about her. They have decent seats, so she can see some of the players’ expressions if she looks hard enough. She immediately spots 63 and just smiles before turning back to the girls, not wanting to distract him from warmups, even though she finds herself eyeing him while talking. It isn’t until one of the guys, Ethan, if she remembers his number correctly, nudges Luca and nods in their direction does she smile and give a small wave. Even from this far, she sees him light up and wave back before focusing on warming up again. 

The game, like any Michigan vs Michigan State one, is chippy, loud and exciting. She’s watched so many of Luca and Adam’s games growing up, yet she still finds herself nervously playing with her sleeves. Michigan ends up winning 2-1 and everyone’s in happy spirits as they leave the arena. She bids farewell to the girls and thanks them for letting her sit with them before Maggie’s back to lead her towards the locker room to meet up with Luca.

She waits patiently outside of the locker room with Maggie, just chatting casually, smiling when Kienan comes out and they embrace. Melody gives him a hug as well. The next guys to come out are Mark, Ethan and Seamus, who she remembers from last year and they all give her hugs before she wishes them a good holiday break. She tells them that they don’t have to stay and they all wave her off. (“Are you kidding? I’m not missing this reunion. Luca’s been talking about seeing you non-stop for forever.” Ethan jokes.)

They don’t have to wait long, as Luca’s the next one to come out. His cheeks are a bit flushed and he’s dressed in her favorite suit of his. His eyes dart all over until they meet hers. He immediately shrugs off his backpack and lifts Melody up in a hug. She lets out a little squeal and laughs as he spins her around.

“Hi.” She mutters into his shoulder. 

“Hi angel.” He pulls away and kisses her twice. “I missed you.”

She pulls back and runs a hand through his hair with a light smile. “Missed you. Good game.” She looks beyond his shoulder to see the rest of his teammates smiling or smirking, some she recognizes, others she doesn’t. She detaches herself from him and nudges him. “Introduce me to your teammates.”

He groans playfully. “Do I have to?”

She rolls her eyes and smiles at the boys warmly. “Hi. I’m Melody, if we haven’t met.” She gives everybody a quick hug as the freshmen introduce themselves, laughing when Dylan wiggles her around. 

Everyone’s a bit tired, so within 10 minutes, everyone’s saying goodbye and leaving the arena. She insists on driving Seamus, Rutger and Gavin since they all live together. When they get back, she’s helping him fold clothes to bring back to Toronto for break as he sits back on his bed, one hand behind his head and just looking at her. She’s grown out her hair and got a perm as a treat to herself after her first paycheck. And she had FaceTimed him immediately after she walked out of the salon, but seeing it in person is something entirely different. Still donned in his MIchigan crewneck that mysteriously disappeared from his closet over the summer and a yellow bow in her hair, she’s wearing flannel pajama pants now instead of jeans and folding a pair of his jeans before tossing it into his duffle and zipping it up. Luca’s suddenly overwhelmed by how blessed he is. 

The next morning, after brunch at one of Luca’s favorite spots around campus, when they’re at the start of their drive back to Toronto and at a long stoplight, she remembers. 

“Hey, Lu?” 

“Hm?” He immediately looks at her and places a kiss on the back of her hand that he’s been holding. 

“I love you.”

Luca’s eyes light up and she bites her lip so she doesn’t grin like a crazy woman. “Yeah?” He breathes out.

“Yeah. I love you.”

He leans to press a sweet kiss on her lips and then her cheek, and mutters against her skin. “I love you, angel. So much. Always have. Always will.”

And she chuckles under her breath when she tunes into what song is playing through the speakers of her car. 

This love came back to her, indeed.

[kirkwallgremlin]

1 and 15, for whichever OC you want! ⭐️

Thank you Ish!! I’m answering these for Shayla Tabris bc I’ve realised I talk about her shamefully little considering she’s the co-star of my main worldstate and I really need to revisit her as I get back to planning (and hopefully writing) that

What’s their go to pick up line/flirting tactic?

Honestly she just tries to look intimidating and aloof and mysterious but honestly she just doesn’t really know what to say. She hopes that if she acts coy and just makes a lot of eye contact, the other person will do most of the work for her.

What would their favorite board game be?

I think she’d like games that involve problem solving! I can’t think of any specific examples of games though ahhh

She also has a fantastic poker face playing games so she’d enjoy games that involve lying to/deceiving people. Nobody’s is ever quite sure if she’s lying or not till it’s too late and she gives them a cheeky grin - of course this is with her friends and family in the alienage, she’s too angry and closed off after leaving for a while to want to play many games with the others.

This isn’t in a Ferelden context but I think she’d be really good at social deception games like werewolf, mafia etc!

[caroline18mars]

A Man On Fire - Chapter 23

A knock on the door as he toweled his hair dry, a girl rolled in his breakfast as he opened the door, she was so trying to hide that she was staring at his body that was only covered by a towel around his waist, “your breakfast, sir” she flapped her eyelashes at him, oh she was lookin for more than just a tip. “Thank you” he grabbed his wallet and handed her a couple of euros, a tip was all she was gonna get, a few weeks ago things would have been different and she would have left again, all satisfied and rosy-cheeked from an earthshattering orgasm, he rolled his eyes at his own promiscuity. Yes, ok, look a little dissapointed and leave sweetheart, go on..he turned his attention to the scrumptious food on the trolley while the girl left again, just when he pushed a couple of grapes in his mouth, there was another knock on the door and his brother strolled in. “Shannon, come in..breakfast?” it was key to stay calm, they had months of touring ahead of them and there had been enough trouble already, “no thanks” Shannon sat down with a sigh “how was New York?”. Jared sat down as well and tied his long wet hair up in a messy bun and ignored his question “better than right here apparantly, is she gone?” another couple of grapes dissapeared in his mouth while he looked at his brother, he wasn't gonna take no for an answer. “She left for Paris, has a couple of jobs there”, ok so far so good, “the fuck happened? Trashing a hotelroom and shit, what the fuck, Shannon?” he sipped his tea trying to stay calm, but inside he was absolutely livid, he could still be with Harper if it hadn't been for these two fuckers who had been stoned out of their heads. “Yeah..that..you know..it..” Shannon took a bite from a piece of toast, knowing he was being grilled for his stupid behaviour and not knowing how to explain, “actually, no I don't know, Shannon, I don't know how the fuck you can let that junkie drag you down again? You've been doing fine without dope for years on end, then bang, you two hook up and you decide to cosily snort a bag of powdersugar together and why not trash a hotelroom along the way?” Jared banged his fist on the table, startling Shannon. “I didn't relapse, it was this..it just got out of hand, it was a stupid mistake..” he sat back a bit, “damn sure it was a mistake, she's not coming back here, is that clear? You can do whatever you want with your life, but what I won't accept is anyone interfering and fucking with your head, we're on the verge of starting a new tour, I don't want to have to cancel shows, alright? I just won't, is that understood?”. Shannon looked at the ceiling like he was running out patience “you..we won't have to cancel any show, alright? I told you, it won't happen again..we've decided to have a little break but I can't just end things with her..but what would you know? You don't love, you never did, you just fuck”. Jared nearly choked on his hot tea “exactly, what do I know? Except for the fact that I AM in love right now” he mumbled, “what? But..you went to NY because of..that girl..Harper, was it?” Shannon frowned before the light in his head switched on “ohhh, really??” and a grin formed around his lips. “Yeah, really..I think..I hope..” gone was the confidence and the anger and even the jetlag, when he was asked about Harper, this impenetrable veil that masked the pretence of arrogance dropped, he heard her name mentioned and he was completely defenseless, just like that, and he hated it, this was exactly why he never let himself fall in love, he'd end things before it could get out of hand, but then there was Coco..

Where was he? Why hadn't he called? And why was her back still so sore? can't lie down, can't sit, so all that she could do was keep painting, she could stand straight up to finish up the finer details. Ok, bend over, just a little, ohhhoohhhawww..got it, this was no fun..nothing was fun anymore, especially not working on this painting, oh just focus will you? Deep breath, concentrate, roll of paintbrush between your fingers until it feels like a second set of fingers, aaaanndddd..yes, decisive, perfectly placed, perfect layer of paint, there was nothing like the orgasmic, raw 'shhggg' sound of a brush against the canvas, another stroke right next to the first one, oh look at that thin line where both colours started flowing into each other, like tiny bodies merging into an erotic embrace. Oh stop it Coco, you're just having a very dry spell lately, sex-deprived, just look at the subject of your painting, parents, ok feelings of lust woooshh gone, just like that paint is paint again and not some erotic, smudgy, gooey metaphore, thank god!. Come on, pickuppickuppickup, ok don't pick up then, fuck and no voicemail either..alright, back to e-mail then

From: BJLCubbins

To: HCDeRobiano

Subject: I just called to say..

Babe,

I was being a gentleman and called you, but you won't pick up, you know how easily I worry..is everything ok? I've landed safely, I've had a gazillion meetings in the meantime, talked to my brother, everything you ordered me to do, needless to say I missed you through all of it. I'm about to head to bed and I just wanted to hear you to spice up my upcoming dream about you (some part of my body is 'upcoming' already just by thinking of you, if you know what I mean, and I can't seem to get it down again).

Needless to say I miss you and wish you were here..so your ticket is ready for you at the VIP-desk at JFK, just show your passport and they'll pamper you silly, just like you deserve!

See you soon? (hope so)

Your Jared

Harper switched her phone back on, ahhh that wonderful beeping was always gonna send a shiver down her painful back, ooohhhh someone was horny..can't believe I missed his call, that might have gotten interesting..she giggled as she quickly replied:

From: HCDeRobiano

To: BJLCubbins

Subject: Re: I just called to say..

My Jared (your own words)

Interesting mail, I have absolutely no idea what you were talking about, maybe you could enlighten me?

Your (white as virgin snow) Coco

'huh' Jared sat up straight in bed bathing in cold sweat, fuck, he had been so restless, drifting in and out of sleep, tossing and turning, worrying, hoping..his bewildered eyes fell on his phone, mail..from her..yes!. He sat up on the edge of the bed and let his eyes fly over the screen while his hand covered his wildly hammering heart. Could he miss her even more right now? His thumb quickly scrolled through his contacts, his thumb hovered over her name to call her when there was a knock on the door, not now Shannon, just ignore him, he'll go away..another knock, a little louder this time, followed. Whatever it was, surely it could wait, he still needed to have breakfast for fuck's sakes, if that skank of his was back then he could only hope they had trashed another hotelroom or maybe each other, so he had every reason to kick her out immediately and have some kind of restraint order issued against her. He quickly pulled a T-shirt over his head to cover up his dangerously low riding pajama pants a little and plodded towards the door to get rid of his obnoxious brother first, “will you just fuck off? I'm not interested, ok? I told you I don't give a fuck about her! Do you have any idea what time it is?” he growled as he yanked open the door,

“Oh..sorry, I'll go..I thought..”, his head shot up and his eyes connected with those stumbling charcoal ones, only to disconnect again, turning away from him, what? How? he seemed frozen on the spot, in shock even. Her heart was beating in her throat, dissapointed in her ruined surprise, dissapointed that there seemed already another woman involved, “Harper..no..wait” his hand folded around her upperarm and pulled her back. “Oh god, you're..here, right here”, all of a sudden she felt her feet leave the ground and being pulled into an almighty tight hug, kisses landing on her face, her throat, her lips, he would have kissed her eyebrows if he could've reached, she was here with him, what mattered more than that? Nothing!. “Oh my..god..Harper..” Sean breathed as he quietly pulled the door of their bedroom shut behind him, he was needed at the venue for the first light check of the day..what the fuck? Harper? And..and Jared..no..no..fuck, NO!. On instinct, she turned her head and slowly let herself slide down from Jared's arms, “Sean..” there was a tremble to her voice that made Jared growl a little, scary how protective he felt about her already. “Harper..” Sean walked up to her for a hug, but she immediately took an uncomfortable step back, “hey Sean” she hated how distant she was being, “you ok?..I mean..you fell and hurt your back and..” he swallowed hard, knowing how Shayla had been way out of control the last time they spoke on the phone. “Better yeah..” not that it was any of his business, “I'm glad..maybe..we could talk later?” he ignored the dirty glares he was getting from Jared, how could he have been so dumb to let her slip through his fingers and right into the claws of a player like Jared?. “I'd check with Shayla first if I were you because I really can't handle any more drama” don't look at me like that, Sean, you're the one who dumped your friend for her, not me! “I really can't Sean”.

There was a moment there between them, when a pair of sad eyes, met an equally sad pair but then Jared's voice tore through the moment “come on, let's get you inside” his arm folded around her waist and slowly pulled her inside of the room, leaving Sean to stand there with a look of shock on his face. His lips crashed down on her's again as he kicked the door shut with his foot, things were on fire in a split second, his hands roaming her body doing a firm investigation of her backside, “Mmhh, whooo” her head was spinning already “hold on a second there, big boy!” and that last thought wasn't even a lie, she had felt it alright when he pushed his crotch against her. “You still haven't told who 'you don't give a fuck about and aren't interested in', already looking for a replacement while I was gone?” she said it kinda jokingly but deep down there was a little bit of apprehension, the jetlag and starting out as an item were a lethal combination for keeping a clear head. Despite the coy smile she was giving him, he could feel how far out of her comfortzone she was right now, wanting to surprise him and walking straight into hostile territory seeing Sean in the corridor “That was all about Shannon and his skank..you're here, I can't believe you're actually here, I was starting to lose hope when you didn't answer my calls, it didn't even cross my mind that you would be flying over here, I'm not myself when you're not around lately, I can't believe it's real”. That softer side of him and those big blue eyes that became warmer, oh did men like this still actually exist? apparantly they did because she was in his big loving arms, no use fighting against it and trying to protect herself, she had fallen for him, hook, line and sinker “it's real, but if you need more proof, you can always stop babbling and start kissing me again, because I quite enjoy that”.

[vennilavee]

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@coal000 thanks so much theo! I wish it never ended either hehe. I’m glad I was able to appeal to your weakness ;) Soft bucky has my whole heart

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@ xi-i-i-whatsyouremergency HAHAHA I love this comment. I’m very glad your oxytocin levels increased 

@shayla-markele​ omg shayla Ily that’s the biggest compliment ever. thanks so much

@queenmalhinewahine thank YOU for reading this! <3

@lesqui​ ohmygod this comment. im seriously floored that you took the time to write all of this out. WOW. Im in awe of you. I don’t even know what to say other than I appreciate you so much and I’m so glad that you can pick out those lil nuances I add in- that means so much to me honestly. im so speechless by this comment and im just so glad you enjoyed it. i seriously reread this a million times with a huge smile on my face. you’re amazing and lovely

@kingsebstan​ yay! I love fluffy things and I’m happy you do too :) thank you for reading

@pecanpiefedoras​ YOU’RE so perfect, thanks for reading <3

@randomfandompenguin <3 <3 <3 thank you for reading!

@mrsmookie there are no words for how much I love YOU <3 thank you for your nice words!

@the-canary omg thanks so much. it means a lot coming from the queen herself <3

@prince-of-poptarts thank you for reading <3 

@queenofkings121 awww im sorry you had a bad day but im glad this lil thing made you feel better <3

@mayibeexcludedfromthis hehehe thank you for reading!

@ponycake27 yay, I’m glad you enjoyed :)

[notveryglittery]

*kicks down door* I HEARD OCS SAY MORE RIGHT NOW I want more godchildren to love

AHHHH, OKAY, WORM, YOU ASKED FOR IT–

these are all OCs from a role play i’m in that is basically harry potter meets x-men, in that the setting is a magical boarding school off the coast of california. it’s with the same friend group as the aforementioned reincarnated fairytales role play!! 

this got long so it’s under a read more oops–

the first one is named larkyn! she can teleport and she is the Ultimate Cinnamon Roll Mom Friend. she has every streaming service there is and if you’re trying to watch a tv show or movie, she’s the one you go to. her twin sister (played by my friend hedgie) is named katie and they are complete opposites but they are the most important people in each other’s lives!!

then there’s zoe, a mean bully of a girl, who has a lot of development to go through, but she’ll get there!! her power is sonic screaming and she goes into the woods on the island all the time to just Yell Into The Void. her soon-to-be-girlfriend artemis doesn’t put up with her shit and honestly, they’re gonna be cute as hell :’) 

eloise, ahhh, my poor eloise :( she came from a very long line of magic users and ended up with no magic herself. her parents basically disowned her and the whole island pretty much shunned her. but she’s determined!!!! she’s gonna prove everybody wrong!!! now she’s attending college at the school and has a very… eclectic trio of roommates. we call them the s’maud - eloise is the marshmallow, jay is the (dark, bitter) chocolate, shayla is the graham cracker (her last name… is graham), and theo is the fire itself (he’s constantly roasting them). 

moriah is… even more sad… maybe. i am definitely not biased towards eloise and moriah, what… anyway, wish granting. which SUCKS and she HATES it. she used to be very optimistic and friendly but now she’s a pessimist and doesn’t trust anybody. she’s a vegetarian and she goes on hikes and loves taking photos and vlogging and getting those Instagram Likes. her boyfriend’s using her for the wishes but there is still some modicum of love there and it’s just… gonna be really awful… when she finds out… anyway i love her and she does not deserve what i put her through.

(moriah and seb hate each other, like, with a passion, which is always so funny to me, since i talk about them in this order, since this is the order i created them).

seb!!!!! fast boi that glows!!!!!!!! he’s got self esteem issues like you wouldn’t believe but he loves star wars and running and pranks and his friends and talking!!!!! he’s got a lot of useless trivia facts because he reads really fast and he can never sit still for anything and oh my gosh, i just love him so much, he means the entire world to me!!! he’s a genderbend of my original original character named stella. hedgie made edgar (#theuniverseshipsstellar) and his genderbend is ellie, so in this role play… they are sebellie :’) otp to end all otps.

juniper is a retired superhero and she’s the best and i love her. she also doesn’t deserve the sadness i have given her. something really bad happened in her hometown and she ran away from it, traveling the world for two years (she can fly and has super strength), before arriving on this island. now she’s just trying to start over and live her life in peace! she and seb are hella good friends!

astra!!!! my enby, thrill seeking child!! their power is immunity which essentially means they Cannot Die. and boy, do they like to test it. everybody is pretty much constantly worried for their well being but they do not like to make connections with others because, hey, any death could be permanent, so why would they get close to people?? but they’re constantly cold and get sick easily and will cuddle anybody who lets them. as of sorta recently, a Big thing happened to them and uh… well, shit is about to hit the fan…

lastly, tobias! tobi is my newest kid. he’s got technopathy and x-ray vision. he is the chillest person you’ll ever meet. like, gun in his face - he’s not gonna blink an eye. it’s a Problem. he hacks into the school files all the time to learn about students and also social media because, hey, if he already knows stuff about you, then there’s no awkward small talk, just right to it, y’know? he’s terrible and i love him. 

and that’s just the Magic Kids. this doesn’t even cover the Fairytale Kids. (but please, if i could yell about stella and aurora… i will…)

THANK YOU FOR ASKING OMG I HOPE YOU LIKE THEM

[fuckkyliejenner]

Shayla ;-; whats wrong?

ahhh I moved in with my dad recently and he’s got a wife and two small kids and he doesn’t really treat me like his daughter, his wife never talks to me, and I’ve been stuck in the house a lot. Also my dad says little things that I don’t think he understands hurts a lot like when we go to visit family he always tells me to get “real dressed up and pretty” as if he’s embarrassed of me or something. He often forgets about me and locks me outside sghjsg the other day when we were eating dinner, he was praying for everyone at the table but forgot about me and my family on his side makes fun of me for “talking white” and liking “white things” but I kinda process things slowly so I never realize it until after I’ve opened up to them to try and get to know them bc they’re supposed to be family ya know? I get its strange to suddenly have a child pop up but its hard to excuse people’s rudeness 24/7. and it’s really hard to pretend like I’m okay all the time which I’ve got to do bc I watch my little brother and sister a lot. I’m really just lonely. That would’ve the short answer to this but you asked so you’re getting everything.

[cloudilly]

thank you so much for choosing me for your favourites michelle!! the page looks so cute and I actually had no idea what my name meant until now haha

aw shayla! no worries hehe and i’m glad the name idea is actually helpful to you! :) THANK YOU SO MUCH!! ahhh I am having a good time but I do miss perth too xxx

[caroline18mars]

A Man On Fire - Chapter 24

“Goddammit, fuck this shit!” Sean kicked the dresser making Shayla jump back in shock as she walked out of the bathroom, “Oh djeezes, Sean, you scared me, what's wrong? what are you doing back here?” she put her hand over her chest to calm her hammering heart. “That boss of yours is fucking my friend, that's what's wrong!” he barked at her, “what? Who? What friend?” it was too early in the morning to solve riddles like this, “Jared is fucking Harper, that's who! For crying out loud, do I need to drop another bomb so you'll wake up? He is fucking Harper for fuck's sakes! I ran into them in the hall, he was practically ripping her clothes off”. Oh god no, anyone, but not that alternative trollop, how blind could she be? Now they'd never see the end of it “why do you care so much? Your 'friend' is gonna be out the door sooner than you can say 'relationship', Jared doesn't do relationships, he's not the type, a thousand Harpers cross his path over the course of 6 months or so, and where are they now? Not even one of them stuck to him, so why would she? she's obviously the one who seduced him, that stupid, fuckin' golddigging cow! but what bothers me the most is that you seem so very worried about her..again!”. Don't give in to her, no, don't do it, she doesn't understand, how could she? “of course I'm worried about Harper, she's..we're friends, best friends, Shayla and whatever you say or do isn't gonna change all that, you've been bitching about her ever since she got here, and you need to stop! Do you hear me? You need to STOP”.

Finally his hands slid under her T-shirt, fina-fuckin-ly, she was ready to go and so was he from the feel beneath those stupid pajama pants he was still wearing, she had reached down there a few times, but he had gently swatted her hands away, she was the centre of his attention and not the other way round, but this foreplay was just driving her insane, they hadn't even undressed for god's sakes, her lips were raw and tingly from all the biting and sucking, but it was the sweetest pain. “Jared..please..” she breathed as she put her hands on his chest so their lips had to break contact but he immediately attacked her throat instead, his hot breath dancing against skin there “what? What is it?”. He dared to ask what was up? You don't know? Hang on, I'll let you feel what is up, and as she lifted her hips to let him feel that down there she was roaring to go, there was a sudden banging on the door, nonono, noooo ignore it, they'll go away, ignore..he slowly let go of her..it! a frustrated breath escaped her as he sat up. “Don't..move, ok?” he tugged her bottom lip with his teeth before he jumped off the bed, not funny Leto, not funny at all, she pulled her shirt down over her stomach again with another frustrated sigh.

”This better be really, really good” he opened the door to see an obviously agitated Shayla about to pop a few veins in her head, standing there “you need to get to the venue right now!” she hissed at him while her eyes seemed to look for something in the room behind him. “I'm..kinda in the middle of something, Shay..I'll deal with it later” had she officially gone bonkers?. “Is she in there?” ah, there it was, took her a bloody long time to figure it out, “none of your business” he snapped and was about to close the door on her, “the car will be at the entrance in fifteen minutes, better get cracking, Jared..oh and I've got a room booked for her so she won't have to sleep in your's anymore” what??? you stupid, snarky bitch! He slammed the door shut in her face and stood there fuming with anger for a second, until he realized who was waiting for him, fuck all the foreplay, taking out all that anger and frustration in a rampant, steaming sex session that would not know it's equal was the only thing on his agenda right now. Oh nononono, he found her curled up and in a deep sleep when he entered the room, jetlag had finally caught up with her, GODDAMNNNN!! no no no, you have to be awake, we have to finish this, I swear I'll explode if you don't...he touched her leg..nope, out like a light..ok, last attempt, put the duvet over her, keep her warm..still nothing..just go before you do something irreversibly stupid and fuck her awake, no, no, NO!..he turned and tiptoed over to the bathroom, it would have been a lie to say that nothing but a cold shower could cure the heat coursing through his body, just go!.

”Let's get one thing straight, you do NOT interfere with my love life ever again, is that UNDERSTOOD?” he slammed the door shut behind him with an almighty bang as he got in the waiting car, “it's not because your love life is a complete disaster, that you have to ruin mine along the way, oh and another thing, wrap that leash you have on that so called boyfriend of yours a little bit tighter around his neck, because I know what his intentions are with her, he's like a goddamn dog in heat around her”. Shayla nervously plucked the scarf resting in her lap, yes Jared, I know, what do you think I'm trying to do?, she only nodded, she wasn't in the mood for more arguments, she knew by now when to back down, so all she could do was bite away the tears as she pretended to be interested in the city coming back to life on the other side of the carwindow. Hmmm, the smell of Jared wafting up to her from the sheets, what better way to wake up..wait..wake up? But..oh my god! Harper sat up in bed, looking around her..she was in Germany..didn't she..didn't they? Fragments of their make-out session started rolling in her head..no they didn't have sex..fuck..where was he? Did she fall asleep on him? Oyoyoy..phone, where..? oh..

From: BJLCubbins

To: HCDeRobiano

Subject: Didn't Sleeping Beauty sleep for 100 years?

Sleepyhead,

Everything inside me screamed to lay down next to you, cuddle up to you and just have my very, very wicked way with you, but duty called..so here I am at the venue all frustrated and aching to touch you, feel you..I need you woman..

Anyway, if you read this, why don't you come over? Have (late) lunch with me?

I'm sorry I'm not being more poetic, I just need to be with you.

Your frustrated prince charming Joe

Ahhh..sweet, adorable man, she clutched the phone to her heart, this was too good to be true, this was the stuff fairytales were made of and so far her life hadn't been anything like that, no..no dwelling on that old subject again, you're gonna get up, you're gonna take a shower, get all dolled up and then..she danced towards the bathroom..she was gonna see that hunk of hers with the gropygrabbyfeely hands that lit her skin on fire, yawwzaaaa! She giggled swaying her hands above her head and her hips in the same rhythm.

”No, I want the whole battery of lights on me..taddaadadaddaaa..and bang” Jared shouted instructions over the music to the lightcrew, fucking hell , what was so hard to understand about this? A loud whistle followed by “All lights front of house on chorus” made his heart do a million somersaults and his head turn, together with all the lights above his head, the right way this time, that's my girl, damn sure!. “Hey” she crawled on stage and walked towards the centre with one eye on the lights above their heads, “I don't know if you can help me, sir, but I'm looking for my frustrated prince-charming-floppy-hair, he's called Jared really, but as weird as it sounds, I can call him floppy hair, have you seen him?” and then flapped her eyelashes at him. “Dingding, you found him alright” he smiled and cupped her chin to kiss her, “I'm sorry” she whispered against his lips, “for what? For falling asleep on me? you're here now, that's all that matters”. Sean who was hanging in the ropes above their heads cursed under his breath, great just great, did they really expect him to stand aside and watch them frolic like that? Godfuckingdamn Harper, where's your head at? I thought you were smarter than that? Fuck Shayla, he was going to have a serious talk with his best friend later and make her see sense. Enough with the smooching already, ENOUGH! “Yo, Harp, the fuck you're doing leaving me hanging here? What's next? Just get your ass up here, it's your fucking lightbox” he shouted down at her. A chill ran down her spine as she felt Jared's grip tighten on her waist “it's ok, I'll just go show him that the alpha male of the pack around here is a woman” she took a step back with a forced grin, the fuck did he just say to her? Jared reluctantly let her go and turned his head to see Shayla dissapear in the catacombs of the venue, my god how the hell did things get so crazy around here?.

Harper felt a surge of pain shoot up from her hips to her shoulders as she crawled up the rope ladder, don't let them, and definitely not Sean, see you're in pain, don't give him the satisfaction, he knows well enough that she took a hard tumble back in NY which she still hadn't recovered from and now he asked her to crawl up a rope? “What the fuck is your problem, Sean? Want me to show you how it's done? Well get out of my fuckin' way then!” she pushed past him on the narrow beam high above the ground, that was only held up by ropes “if that's how we talk to each other these days, then fine, anything you can do, I can do fuckin' better” she hissed, God, she smelled so good, it even made his heartbeat pick up having her so near, no, he was in love with Shayla, not her. Jared let out a breath he didn't know he was holding as he watched her trying to keep her balance so high up there, he should take her rock climbing and teach her..she was fast and damn agile and he could only dream of what that would be like to have her wriggling and heaving underneath him..ok focus, tonight was gonna be the night for sure, just keep those dirty dreams for later, but damn, seeing such a beautiful woman operate a heavy lighting system was just fuckin' HOT!. Ok, left, right, front wall and cube open..perfect timing, damn she was good at what she did..and she actually loved doing it, it was like painting, creating images with light, she looked down and saw all the thumbs up from the crew, phew, ok, she could sit here all night actually and wallow in her freshly gained respect from a whole crew of men, but she had a much more important man to please down there. “That's how it's done, you got that?” she crawled back on the wooden beam where Sean was standing with an even bigger thundercloud plastered on his face, “now if you'll excuse me, I've got more exquisite company waiting for me down there”. Jared watched her wobble a bit as Sean kept standing there and hissed under a sharp intake of breath, stupid ass, just get out of her frikkin' way, do you want her to fall down?. Harper wasn't even near the last few steps on the ladder when she felt a pair of warm hands on her waist that plucked her off the ladder like she was a feather, oyyy she could be glued to this man for eternity and she wouldn't even protest, what a body, what a mistery, what a glorious, glorious man. Mouths searched for a second, instinctively found each other, lips locked, tongues danced, teeth bit down hard on a lip, don't let go of me, whatever you do, don't let go of me, not now, not ever, hold me this tight and this close to your body forever, I'm not falling for you, I'm head over heels in love with you and I don't ever want to feel anything or anyone else in my life again, youyouyouyouyouyou, beating in the rhythm of my heart.

[vennilavee]

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thank you so much for all the love on this fic!

sweet life part 1

@rogueobservation​ omffff WHAT A COMPLIMENT im dead. what IS peggy doing here indeed,,,(swear I know, im in the dark just as much as you are ;)) i got you 💛💛 im happy to be on this ride with you too. i love your enthusiasm xoxo

@honestly-how-do-you-art​ YAY im happy you’re getting cavities tbh. its my honor

@kashirenae92​ ahhh thank you, i definitely want to emphasize what it means to be WOC in a corporate environment sometimes, and the importance of mental health in the workplace. Im so happy you like the smut & smitten! thank you thank you for always bouncing ideas w/ me 💛

@starfisharchives​ idk what to expect either. all i know is that it’s going to be fun ;)

@yknott81​ yep, i got you, i’ll tag you. and thank you for reading!

@shayla-markele​ i could never be tired of your endless compliments, seriously!! ahhh thank you so much, your words mean so me :))))

@reckoningss​ LOL omg im happy you like that line, that was one of my faves too! lmao i love groveling bucky so much. he is a cutie. 

@crawlingnightmares​ omggg thank you SO MUCH for this!!! you’ve been around since close to the beginning, and you’re amazing for remembering how hesitant i was to write smut. HAHA expect more ;) im blessed to have you as a reader, thank you so much💛💛

@occasionalfics i definitely will! thank you for allowing me to participate in your challenge :D puppy barnes is the Best

@justsayingdeanunicorns thank you so much dahhhhlin! thanks for reading💛

@sergeantbarnescaptainrogers d’awwww WHY THANK YOU PAL

@deamstellarus yes!! bucky loves his powerful women and he loves support & equality just as much!

@autumn-solspice oh my heck- YOU’RE the best!!

@smolasianwinterbean hooray for brown eyes! we are so underrated. thank you dear, and thanks for reading!

@amethyst-dreams-and-candy-canes HAHA im happy you liked the smut! that gif kills me LOL im dead. thanks for being here bby

[vennilavee]

I follow you because the list could go on and on! 👐🏾 First off your such a nice person! And your so funny! 😂( Some of your post always have me rolling) and your a great writer. I'm so good I found you here on this little site called Tumblr 😌. Thank you for coming to my TED talk

AHHH thank you so much shayla 💛💛💛 you’re the best xoxo