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ghostofhyuck · 7 months ago

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NCT Dream on their honeymoon!

AN: someone requested this one. GASP, THANK U. Mentions of sex lol because what's a honeymoon without sex. (Implied that you two already did it, but the first night meant having sex as a married couple, why am I explaining this jksdfkjsdk)

Mark Lee

Mark would probably take you somewhere in America. Probably LA or Miami, somewhere in the coastal area. Just you two enjoying the beach and spending the day at the carnival or fair land. You two are young lovers enjoying the night life in America! It'll be full of alcohol, giggles, and just spontaneous foodtrip! You two will book an airbnb with the cutest and coziest interior design. Also the first night would probably be more intimate and you two are nervous but at the same time, clumsy because you two wouldn't stop laughing ?? as if you two didn't fucked before lol.

Huang Renjun

Since your wedding with Renjun is during the summer or spring season, he would definitely take you to Japan for the honeymoon. It'll be during the cherry blossom season! It's cute and something about seeing the first bloom makes it exciting for both of you. You two will book a nice expensive hotel room and just spent the duration of the honeymoon sightseeing and of course, taking pictures around cherry blossoms trees. The first night with him is just like the first time you two had sex, but this time, you two are now married and much experienced. So it's much more special!

Lee Jeno

Jeno would take you to Japan too because he knows how much you love the culture there. He'll book a nice traditional house, (for the vibe he said.) and just take you to places like Tokyo Disneyland and Ghibli museum because you're a child at heart! He'll enjoy it too of course! You two also did A LOT of shopping. Also his looks are so exquisite, very tourist husband vibes with the shades and camera. OKAY so the first night with him is VERY much intimate, like you two just sitting in front of each other before you tell him to please take care of you. And he'll just smiles and say the same thing.

Lee Donghyuck

I like to think that you and Haechan probably fucked after your wedding, and that's because you two were so drunk after the reception LOL. But despite having a beach wedding, Haechan will still have a beach destination for your honeymoon. Bali, Palawan maybe. Anyways, you two will book a room in an expensive resort that's overlooking the beach. It's just a honeymoon full of beach activities, playfulness, and just you two being lovey-dovey!! Will kiss you under the sun set at some point. Also the first night will be much more romantic compared when you two were drunk.

Na Jaemin

Jaemin would probably take you to Europe for your honeymoon. Somewhere in Amsterdam or Paris because he's a romantic. Definitely a city tour especially during night where the city's much alive, filled with people and just bustling with noise??? yeah, you two would be holding hands giggling as you two venture out the city. Will also be that photographer husband who takes cute photos of your cute fits. He'll book an expensive hotel room for you two and for the first night, he was very very careful of you, like he was such a gentleman because he wants to show how much he loves you.

Zhong Chenle

Chenle would think that it's fun for you two to stay within each other's comfort place, so he'll probably take you to Shanghai or maybe Singapore city. It'll be city tour too! Since he's very confident with talking with locals, you two will have underrated food trips and just take you to interesting places that he found while canvassing the area. He's the type to hold your hands because you tend to get lost in the crowd. You chose the accommodation, so you found a cute airbnb that suited each other's taste. The first night with him is full of playfulness! Chenle would constantly tease you but it was still lovely nevertheless.

Park Jisung

Jisung would also bring you to Europe because he thinks that the 'honeymoon' vibe is just there. Probably in Rome or Barcelona. You two would book a nice hotel that overlooks the entire city, it was breathtaking when you two entered the room. You two would go sightseeing, try local foods, and just take pictures of each other. Jisung has his arms around your shoulder when you two are walking, and both your outfits coordinate! Also he likes to steal kisses from you. The first night would be romantic Like Jisung prepared EVERYTHING and you just lay there and be pretty for him.

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lisired · 8 months ago

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yani, 22, she/they

⤷ 18+ blog primarily for long nct fics. masterlist below. no requests.

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DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES

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five years ago, you were part of a unit assigned to eliminate the head rival of a crime syndicate. the plan backfired miserably. ever since you have been laying low, but then your former boss calls you with alarming news.

KEEP ON

⤷ JOHNNY SUH, 13.6k

All things love and commitment are feared upon by you. You keep a tight crew and let few people in, cynical of other’s intentions and leaving a trail of broken hearts in your wake. If you break other people’s hearts first, they can’t break yours. And yet, it was all too easy falling for Johnny, digging yourself into a depthless hole of love. But he is no exception to your heartache games.

WAITING GAME

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Your best friend’s dad is a smoking hot dilf seeking vengeance after you’ve spent the past couple of years teasing him, but it seems that you can’t handle a taste of your own medicine.

LITTLE DO YOU KNOW

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DRESS CODE

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I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD

⤷ NAKAMOTO YUTA, 20k, 2/3 of the wanted: dead or alive series.

after investigating the activity of a local gang, your boss abruptly disappears, and it's up to you to find out what happened to him. you almost immediately suspect the reapers, one of the most infamous gangs in seoul. and yuta is willing to lend a hand in your operation, but only at a cost; forget him in the end.

VENOMOUS

⤷ NAKAMOTO YUTA, 18.8k

Born into the underworld, crime was all you’d known your entire life and was practically in your blood - murder, drugs, money, power, and everything in between. In spite of your father leading one of the two major gangs that dominated Asia, you managed to keep safe. But all that changes once the rival gang has bad blood to settle with your father, and suddenly a vendetta’s being pursued against you.

WHISPER

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DIE IN YOUR ARMS

⤷ JEONG JAEHYUN, 22.4k

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HONEYMOON AVENUE

⤷ JEONG JAEHYUN, 12.3k

A year ago, wedding bells were ringing and you were screaming, “Yes!” at the top of your lungs. Last Christmas, you were supposed to be wed under a mistletoe. This Christmas, company finds you in the form of your ex-fiancé that broke off your engagement after you’re both inconveniently trapped in an elevator.

WHERE ANGELS FEAR TO TREAD

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WISH I NEVER

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Your brother, Johnny, hates Jaehyun and has never told you why. Although you intend on leaving it alone, unforeseen events thrust you into a forbidden love affair with Jaehyun. In between hookups and stolen kisses, you have to bury your feelings for Jaehyun around your overprotective older brother.

CAN YOU KEEP IT DOWN?

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EX MARKS THE SPOT

⤷ MARK LEE, 19.9k

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PRETTY LITTLE WEAPON

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(AT THE END OF THE DAY) EVERYBODY DIES

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FOREVER YOURS

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LOVE JONES

⤷ LEE HAECHAN, 25.5k

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SMILE FOR THE CAMERA

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upon accidentally finding a video of you and your boyfriend haechan doing some very sexual things, jisung knows that he shouldn’t watch it. he knows that it would be an extreme invasion of privacy, but he’s unable to control himself when he sees the thumbnail. so he settles for only watching 30 seconds. except, 30 seconds turns into 30 minutes, and by then he’s buried himself too deep into a life-changing situation—or in which jisung’s terrible at keeping secrets.

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WHO NEEDS CUPID’S BOW?

⤷ LEE HAECHAN, 11.1k

Cupid is not on your side, it seems. He’s made you fall in love with the worst possible person ever, AKA your best friend, AKA the man who still eats tootsie-pops—willingly. And frankly, it feels like the damn candy has a better chance of dating him than you ever will.

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itsnevercasual · 4 months ago

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RISK PART III

pairing: mafia!harry styles x singer!reader

summary: Harry is in town for some.. less than legal business, and you're a local singer trying to get your foot in the door, and also planning your wedding. And maybe Harry is a little too interested in you.

warnings: mentions of death & blood, mentions of abuse, cursing, that should be it!!

Almost immediately, his browser was flooded.

Y/N L/N and Mason L/N: The Internets Favorite Siblings

Y/N L/N - Youtube

Mason L/N - Youtube

Mason & Y/N - Youtube

#prayfory/n on Twitter

Y/N and Mason L/N’s Incredible Work with Band ‘The Diamonds’

Well, you two certainly had an online presence. He sighed and clicked on the first article.

Mason L/N (20) and little sister, Y/N L/N (15) have quickly become the internet’s favorite dynamic sibling duo! The duo rose to fame in 2012 when Mason began vlogging their adventures living alone in Miami.

After a near-death incident with her mother read article here, Y/N was put into her brother’s care. The two grew up in Wimberley, Texas, on a farm. Mason’s earliest videos on YouTube were in 2010, when he posted videos of 11-year-old Y/N singing onstage somewhere.

Since moving to Miami, Florida in 2012, at age 13 and 18, they formed a band called The Diamonds and started a successful YouTube career. Most of the videos, now posted on a shared account entitled Mason & Y/N, they show their day-to-day lives, backstage previews, clips of the songwriting process, and more.

Mason is the producer of his sister’s band— in which she is both the songwriter and lead singer. The band, though not as successful as their YouTube, has a decent following on both Instagram and YouTube.

Also featured on their accounts is Y/N’s childhood best friend— Jodie. There is nothing of Jodie online, so we aren’t sure of her last name. We only know the story of how Jodie moved right before Y/N’s near-death experience, and the siblings moved to Miami to see her again.

We look forward to seeing more of the iconic duo! Best of luck, L/N siblings!

Well, that gave him next to nothing.

Smalltown Tragedy: Violet L/N attempts to murder daughter, Y/N L/N.

Jesus fucking Christ, Niall wasn’t joking about shitty.

He skimmed through the article.

Coming home from school—

Walked through the door—

Stabbed—

Authorities were quickly contacted by brother—

Violet pleads innocent in court case—

Y/N and Mason attest to their mother’s innocence—

Guilty verdict—

Sentenced to life in prison without bail or parole—

Added charges of child abuse after bruises found on both children—

Siblings go on news after the verdict was given—

Claim it was their father—

Well. He was starting to regret looking you up.

He sighed, running a hand over his face. After how nice you were tonight, he felt incredibly bad knowing this is what the result of invading your privacy was.

Yet, he didn’t shut the laptop.

He clicked back to the original search tab.

Mason & Y/N - Youtube

He pulled up the page, and his eyes widened.

925.4K Thousand Subscribers. 493 Videos.

Holy shit.

He scrolled to the last updated video—

BACKSTAGE AT THE DIAMONDS: LIVE AT DAYTONA BEACH BANDSHELL. June 1, 2016.

He didn’t want to watch it. He didn’t want to intrude anymore than he already had. That’d be wrong.

But Harry also never claimed to be a good person.

As he tapped on the video, your brother’s face filled the screen. Or.. he assumed, it was your brother. He looked similar to the articles of the two of you, only older.

“Hello, lovely people! We’re back! We are currently backstage at the biggest show yet of the best band ever—“

“Oh, my God, you’re so stupid,” a voice laughed. It was slightly familiar.

The camera turned, and he realized why. It was you.

“Y/N tries to be rude, but we all know I’m her favorite here.”

“Uh, no, bitch. I’m her favorite. Back off.”

Jodie.

“Dude, you have a boyfriend. You back off!”

“Yeah, but Ni’s not here yet, so… I win.”

“How does that even— okay. Anyway, my lovely sister is currently shoving food down her face—“

“Mason! Shut up, oh, my God! I’m literally curling my hair, you ass!”

“Hey, language!”

“Oh, boo-hoo. You taught me how to cuss when I was, like… seven.”

“.. Yeah, I did do that. Alright. Whatever. We’re gonna give the camera to Y/N so she can give y’all a sneak peak at the set list!”

The camera was now sitting in front of you. Younger you.

“Hello! It’s the better sibling—“

“Hey!”

You grinned at him, “And this is the setlist for tonight, which is super-duper top secret. So… shh! Okay! We’re opening with my personal favorite, Girl I’ve Always Been! And then we’re gonna transition that… somehow… into Vicious. And then.. I Should Hate You, little break to introduce the other Diamonds, Should’ve Said No, Picture to Burn, All-American Bitch, Stranger, another little.. break thingy.. Florida, Happier Than Ever, and then we close with.. Better than Revenge! But we have an encore, so we come back for one song, which is Nothing You Can Take!”

He skipped ahead in the video.

“Jodie, where are we?”

“Backstage!”

“Ni, what are we about to do?”

“You’re about to kill it onstage!”

He skipped a bit.

It was a circle of you and a bunch of girls, and one of two guys, that he recognized. The same people who’d played with you tonight.

“We worked our asses of for this, and we’re gonna make it count, right?”

“Fuck yeah!”

“Okay, Diamonds on three. On.. two.. three.. Diamonds!”

Skip.

“Y/N, how you feelin’?”

Harry could hear the crowd and music in the background, and he assumed that you were about to run onstage.

“I’m gonna puke!” You laughed.

“Ew. Don’t.”

“Gee, thanks. Real supportive.”

“I’m being honest—“

“Y/N, you got ten seconds.”

You screamed.

He skimmed the rest of the video. Some of it was clips of the show, some of it was after.

Well, that didn’t do anything except make him feel shitty. One, because he knew he shouldn’t be watching, and two… because you and your brother seemed close, and he, obviously, was dead.

He went back and clicked on the Twitter link.

#prayfory/n on Twitter.

Daytona News: Internet Star Mason L/N Fatally Shot in Robbery.

thediamondsupdates: OMG. GUYS IM ACTUALLY SOBBING WTF I FEEL SO BAD FOR Y/N. SHE WAS THERE😭😭 #prayfory/n

Bingo.

He clicked on the article.

Late last night, after The Diamond’s Only Night Only on Main Street, the internet star siblings Y/N and Mason went to a gas station for celebratory snacks. Unfortunately, while they were checking out, the gas station got robbed.

Y/N told Daytona Police that the robber had aimed for her when he shot, but her brother shoved her at the last second. Both Mason L/N and the store clerk, who is yet to be identified, died. Y/N came out with only a few scratches. Witnesses say she tried to keep her brother alive while waiting for police.

The siblings were swarmed by paparazzi as they got hauled into the ambulance, where Mason unfortunately died on the way.

Harry clicked back to the hashtag.

user001: omfg guys someone got a video of the store after the robbery where mason l/n died. ONE VIDEO LINKED.

He clicked play, knowing he’d regret it.

“Oh, my fucking God,” the person recording spoke.

You and Mason were covered in blood. You were in hysterics, holding your brother on your lap.

“Mason! Mason!” you were shouting. “Someone call an ambulance! Oh, my God! There’s so much blood— why is there so much blood? Mason, answer me! Are you okay? You have to be okay—“

The video panned away from you as you screamed, showing the store that’d been ransacked.

It ended.

Harry shut the computer and went to bed, feeling sick to his stomach.

When you woke up the next morning, it was to a weight on your chest.

“What the— Jodie, get the fuck off of me. I’m gonna die,” you grumble, shoving her.

She falls off the bed with a thud. She gasps, “Are you calling me fat?”

“No, you called yourself fat.”

“You’re so mean in the mornings,” she pouts.

“I’m only mean when you wake me up at ungodly hours by sitting on me.”

She shrugs, “Oh. Yeah. Well… come on, get up.”

You whine. The bed was comfy.

“Up!”

“No, I’m tired.”

She stands up and yanks your arm. You, too, fall off the bed.

“Ow! What the fuck?”

“I didn’t really think that one through,” she admits.

“Clearly. Alright, I’m up now, I guess. What did you want?”

“We’re going to brunch with Harry and Ni. Get ready.”

“Brunch? Harry doesn’t seem like a brunch guy.”

“What do you mean?” her brows furrow.

“He just.. is very intimidating—“

“He was nice to you, though, right? He better have been, or I swear—“

“No, he was,” you quickly cut her off. “He just… seems like he’d rather gouge his own eyes out before her went to brunch.”

She sighs in relief, “Thank God. I like him, so I didn’t wanna kill him for being rude to you. But, yeah.. probably. But he basically does whatever I say because, as he admitted once and only once, I’m like his little sister and he feels bad saying no. That, and I’m annoying when I don’t get my way.”

You snort, “That’s… yeah, that seems more likely.”

“But.. Niall also said he likes you, too. Maybe not in the, y’know, little sister way, but you’re right. He is usually an asshole, but he was extremely friendly yesterday. Kinda threw me off, to be honest.”

“Dude, I thought he was gonna bite my head off.”

She laughs, “Yeah.. oh, well. Get dressed and dress slutty!”

“Why slutty?”

“Because we invited Asshole of the Year, and if he shows up, he’s gonna wish he was Angel of the Year.”

“Jodie..” you sigh.

“I know. You don’t wanna piss him off. But.. if you just happened to grab a slutty dress… what’s the harm?”

“Get out,” you laugh.

You don't wear the slutty outfit Jodie wanted you to wear, mainly because the brunch spot was a nice restaurant and you don't want the looks from grandmas.

Instead, you wear a white dress with small, green leaves. You throw on heels that were slightly dressy, but comfortable and also barely make you any taller. You put a green ribbon in your hair after tying half of it back.

You haphazardly do your makeup once Jodie began spamming your phone, urging you to hurry up.

You rush out of the room, sighing once you saw the other three sitting at the kitchen island.

"Sorry I took so long. We can go, now, though!"

“Took you long enough,” Niall teases.

“Shut up. This is why you don’t have any friends.”

“I have friends!” he protests quickly. “You! And— Harry!”

“Mhm. Got any more?” you laugh. “I don’t count because I’m friends because of association. You get one point for Harry, though. I guess.”

“No point from me,” Harry spoke up. “We’re work friends.”

“I knew I liked you.”

Harry smirks at you.

Niall glares at the two of you. “I hate you both.”

You grin, “Aw. Love you, too.”

“Aright, children. We’re gonna be late,” Jodie reminds you.

The three of you chorus agreements and head to the car. Niall drove, Jodie sat in the passenger seat, and you and Harry got into the back.

“You know, you look crazy familiar.”

“Who, me?”

“No, the ghost sitting in between us. Yes, you.”

He pauses before shrugging, “Probably just got one of those faces. I don’t remember meeting you before.”

“Yeah, that’s what’s weird. I swear I know you, but I’d remember if I met you.”

He smirks, and you regret phrasing it like that. “Oh, really? What’s that supposed to mean, lovie?”

Lovie? What the hell? Is he a psycho? Are you a psycho?

Connor. Engaged to Connor. Can’t break up with him.

“Nothing. I just meant I have, like, a good memory,” you huff. “You’re right. You’ve probably just got one of those faces.”

One of those faces.

One of those faces you know you recognize.

Brunch was short, but sweet. The food was good, and it was fun. Connor didn’t show.

You and Jodie made Niall and Harry wait in the car while the two of you ran into Sephora to restock your respective makeup collections.

“I kinda wanna try a new perfume..”

“I thought you always got that.. whatever one it is, because it’s Connor’s favorite?”

“I do. But.. the smell has been giving me migraines. Plus, he’ll get over it. He can hardly stand to be around me for longer than, like, twenty seconds, so… I doubt he’ll even notice.”

“Seriously, I still don’t get why you’re getting married. To him, of all people.”

“Because. I do love him, even if he’s an ass. And it’s.. safe. He’s safe.”

“Safe from what?”

You huff, “If music doesn’t take off. He has a good, stable job.”

“The band will never take off if you get married, babe. He hates the band. He’ll make you quit, and you know it.”

“Then maybe it wasn’t mean to be,” you shrug.

Jodie stops in her tracks. “How can you— no. Absolutely not. I do not care if you love him or if you wanna marry him. You are not throwing away your dream for some guy! Any guy! If it was— fuckin’, I dunno, Harry, who was like this—“

“Harry? Ew! I just met him—“

“He was the first person that came to mind! The point is, if anyone you dated pulled that, I’d say the same thing. It isn’t just because I don’t particularly like Connor.”

“Jodie—“ you sigh.

“No,” she cut you off. “You’ve been singing and writing songs since as long as I can remember. That was all you wanted. Since we were six, you’d tell people you’d be a singer when you’re older! You and Mason planned this for years! You can’t just quit because some stupid, no-good, ugly guy tells you to! Music is who you are. If not for yourself, then for me. For Mason. The band was meant to be, but maybe you and Connor weren’t.”

“Jodie.”

“I know. I know. But I’m serious. If Niall treated me like this, you would’ve roundhouse kicked him by now.”

“It’s complicated—“

“But it doesn’t have to be,” she argues.

“.. I don’t wanna talk about it. I don’t, okay? I won’t quit music whenever we get married, okay? He’ll get over it eventually.”

When the four of you return home, Connor is on the couch. He's fuming.

You roll your eyes as you walk through the door, ignoring him. The others seem to follow your lead, both not acknowledging his presence.

“Where the hell have you been?” he asks, storming over to you as you set the Sephora bag on the kitchen counter.

“You’d know where I was if you bothered to show up.”

“I wasn’t invited.”

You gave him a deadpan look, turning to Jodie, Harry, and Niall.

“I did invite you, dumbass,” Jodie scoffs.

“Yep. Invited,” Niall nods.

“.. Invited,” Harry echoes, visibly confused but still going along.

“Well, excuse me if I didn’t feel welcome after my own girlfriend told me to leave my own house when she was gone—“

“Not your own house. Your name isn’t on the lease. And why is that? Oh, right. Because you don’t pay fucking rent like a grown adult.”

“I don’t got a job right now, babe. I’m not stable—“

“Oh, and I am? I sing for a living. You think that’s stable? No. But I do it because I want to, and when I’m not making enough there, I have another job. Jesus, you act like you can’t problem solve.”

“That isn’t the point.”

“Then what is your point, Connor?” you sigh, crossing your arms and leaning against the kitchen island.

“My point is that you care more about your career than me!"

"Connor, babe, that isn't true, I just-"

"It sure seems like it."

"I just.. I really love it, and it's-- it's what I wanna do with my life, y'know? I don't mean to make you feel that way. I invite you to every show, you just.. don't show up, and-- and that's fine, but I try to include you."

"Yeah, whatever. I guess I forgive you."

You smile, "I love you."

"Love you, too."

The two of you retreat to the bedroom, and it was silent for a moment.

"What the fuck?"

"Welcome to a normal day for us, Harry. Havin' fun yet?" Jodie sighs, patting his shoulder as she walks past him.

The next day, you and Jodie went out to look at wedding and bridesmaids dresses.

"So, what are we looking for here,?" Jodie asks you as the two of you stop for coffee in between hitting dress stores. You'd been aimlessly trying on dresses for the better half of the day, and none of them felt right. "I feel like you were just trying on everything, but you weren't happy with a lot of them. So, when you envision your wedding, what is the exact dress you want?"

"I want.. like.. flowery lace with a decent neckline. I want it tight, but kind of flowy once it hits my legs. And.. bell bottom sleeves. The rest I could adjust, but bell bottom sleeves are a must."

"Flower lace, tight top flowy bottom, halter neckline. Got it," Jodie grins. The barista calls your name and you run to go grab the drinks and snacks. The two of you began walking down the street.

"So.. how does Ni know Harry, anyhow?"

"Uh... work, I think? I can't even remember, it's been so long! I think they met before Ni moved here, and then reconnected through work. I could be wrong, though. Ni only told me once when I first met Harry, and that was years ago," she laughs. "But I think it's work, mostly. You don't mind him staying, right? Because, he's sweet, don't get me wrong, but he's also kind of... promiscuous, I guess? Not that he's.. pushy about it! He just is extremely flirty and doesn't really have boundaries sometimes."

"No! No, God, no, he's perfectly fine. I like him. I was just wondering, because I can't remember either of you mentioning him ever," you explained.

"I'm sure we have once or twice, you've just got the memory of a goldfish."

"Shut up! I do not!" you giggle as the two of you walk into the next dress shop of the day.

"Hello! How may I help you?" a woman greets the two of you.

"Hi! My friend here is getting married, and she has a very specific dress in mind! She wants flowery lace, halter top neckline... kind of tight at the top and slightly flowy at the legs? Oh, and bell bottom sleeves. That's the only ones that are non-negotiable."

The woman nods and glances at you.

"I'm pretty sure we've got something exactly like that in your size. I'll bring you a few options."

"Thank you so much!" you tell her and Jodie and you set your things down and sit on the couches by the changing rooms. The two of you talk idly about plans for the band until the woman reappears.

"Alright, love, here's a few similar to what you want. But I think this one is closest to what you want," she smiles kindly as she hands you a stack of dresses, and then one singular one.

"Oh, it's beautiful!" you gush.

"Try it on!" Jodie tells you. You laugh and walk into one of the changing rooms. Obviously, the first dress you try on is the one closest to what you'd envisioned. You couldn't help the smile on your face as you looked at yourself in the mirror.

"Hurry up!" Jodie urges.

"Calm down, woman, I'm coming!" you huff as you push the curtain aside and step onto the pedestal.

"Oh, Y/N/N... I think this one might be the one. It's gorgeous!"

"It fits you like a glove," the woman grins.

"I love it!" you squeal. "Here, get a video of me in it. I wanna show Ni whenever we get home."

"Okay. And.. recording!" Jodie tells you.

You spin around in the dress, and it has just enough train to spin with you a tiny bit. You squeal in excitement and jump up and down. "I love it! Bury me in it, honestly."

"I won't send it now just in case he's with Connor, so we'll show him when we get home. But.. and this isn't me saying don't get the dress, I think you should, but I thought Connor didn't want you to get a... revealing dress, I guess is the words?"

You pause and your smile fades, "Yeah, he doesn't. He likes the ballgown ones more, but.. it's my wedding, too, right? I should be able to get my own dress. Besides, he won't see until the day of, and then it'll be too late to be mad. And he can't be mad on our wedding day," you shrug.

"Fair enough. How much is this dress, again?"

"Oh, I forget. Turn and let me check that tag, dear."

You turn so your back is to the store owner.

"It is... three thousand dollars."

You and Jodie both pause. Three thousand? You weren't sure you had that type of money. Not yet, anyway.

"Y/N, I can-"

"Jodie, absolutely not. You can't pay for my wedding dress."

The woman looks between the two of you awkwardly.

"Um.. is it possible to put the dress on hold?" you ask after a beat. "It's just.. I wanna make sure that price is good with my fiancé."

"Oh, of course, love. What's your name?"

"Y/N L/N."

She grabs a sticky note and scribbles it down.

"It'll be on hold for about.. two weeks, does that sound good?"

"Yes, please. Thank you so much."

"'Eyyyy, they're back!" Niall cheers as you and Jodie walk in through the door. He and Harry were both on the couch drinking beers, watching something on the TV. "C'mon, I wanna see the dress!"

You and Jodie both laugh and move to the couch. Jodie sits between Harry and Niall while you perch on the armrest as she pulls the video of you in the dress up on her phone.

"Awwe, Y/N/N, you look gorgeous," Niall grins.

"Thank you! Took us forever, but we finally found one that is exactly what I wanted."

"Where is it? I wanna see it in person!"

You and Jodie both hesitate. "Uh.. we.. didn't get it."

"What?" Niall furrows his brows in confusion.

Harry finally chimes into the conversation, "Why the hell not?"

"It was.. um... three thousand dollars. We put it on hold, but.."

"Y/N, how many times do I have to tell you to just use our card? You know I have enough money-"

"I know. Jodie offered, but I feel bad using your money. I don't even know if Connor would like the dress, so maybe-"

"Fuck Connor. Sorry," Harry suddenly says, "excuse me if this isn't my place, but you're the one wearing the dress. If you like the dress, get the fuckin' dress, Y/N. You look great in it."

".. Thank you. I just- I don't really have three thousand dollars," you sigh.

At damn near four in the morning, Jodie and Niall prefer to be asleep. However, Harry didn't really seem to care all that much when he came barging in.

"What's the name of the shop?"

"What?" Jodie asks harshly.

"The dress shop. The one Y/N found that dress she likes. What's it called?"

"It's... fuck, it's, like, Wedding Dreams or some stupid shit like that."

"Why are you even asking, Harry? It's fucking four in the morning, go to sleep," Niall grumbles.

"I have to buy a three thousand dollar fucking dress."

"What?"

a/n: when he buys ur wedding dress cause ur broke how cute

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mamirhodessxox · 6 months ago

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Hey There Delilah (Final Part)

Cody Rhodes x Fem!OC (Delilah Jones)

Storyline: Delilah was born and raised by the beach in L.A and grew up in a home where her parents expected her to go to Harvard & become a well known woman who marry’s a man who is a lawyer after high school. But that’s not what she wanted, She always wanted to own a boutique/flower shop & she did, once her parents discovered she wouldn’t attend college they left her to fend for herself but allowed her little sister Kinsley to visit or sleep over whenever, Her little sister always had an eye for WWE but Delilah never understood why but little did either of them know one of Delilah’s customers would become well acquainted. (Creds to @alyyaanna for helping me w the storyline)

Contents: Toxic parents, Angst, Fluff, Smut in later chapters, Based in May 2023, Alcohol, Violence, Corruption Kink, Size Kink, Daddy Kink, Crying Kink, Hand Kink, Praise Kink, Fingering, Smutty smut, Mentions of a Custody Battle.

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Cody & Delilah spent their honeymoon in the bahamas, for an entire week after the wedding they’ve been all over each other, after their vacation together they made it back home & spent the summer relaxing.

Months passed by, it was August & summerslam was being held in Miami, obviously the ladies & kinsley would be attending the event with the guy’s but what they hadn’t known was the fact Nikki would be at summerslam, once everyone was aired in Cody & Delilah explored the air bnb they would be staying at with Mira, Kinsley & Randy for the week. “DELILAH COME IN HERS PLEASE!” Mira shrieked from the bathroom causing everyone to turn their heads towards the hallway while Lilah sprung up from Cody’s lap and ran into the bathroom “My boobs grew 10x fucking bigger that’s not normal.” Mira whispered as she held her chest feeling out for anything “You don’t think it’s breast can-…” Mira widened her eyes not letting lilah finish her words “if I do I don’t wanna know about it.”

Eventually the two came out of the bathroom together and noticed Rhea & Seth sitting on the couch with Randy & Cody while Kinsley sat in the backyard playing with the pool water “Bunny come here” Randy spoke out as he stared directly at her chest with a furrowed expression, Mira followed his instructions & flopped an arm against his shoulder as he continued staring at her chest “your boobs are bigger than usual” he hummed while looking up at his fiancé who was clearly upset as she completely forgot all of the health hazards she studied.

Rhea hummed and sat up “She’s pregnant. Her boobs grew way more bigger than the size they usually do, they’re clearly swollen which happens with pregnancy” Mira snapped her head in Rhea’s direction while Seth looked at Cody confused “Why are you memorizing her previous tit size?” Rhea shrugged at Randy’s question “I see good boobs I look at good boobs” “fair.” Mira smiled putting her hand against where her heart would be “Aww I have good boobs.” Delilah let out a light laugh before turning towards her best friend “Why don’t you take a pregnancy test? I think it would be cute if we were actually pregnant together.”

Mira ran her hands through her hair smiling shortly while Randy looked up at her in adoration while she stood infront of him, he wrapped his arms around her waist while Cody smiled at the couple.

A day later Cody, Kinsley & Delilah explored around the arena for a bit while Mira was using the restroom for the pregnancy test she got the night beforehand, Delilah’s stomach was slowly growing bigger & bigger after being 4 months pregnant, she & Cody decided that after summer slam they would find out the gender when they got back home. Delilah felt her phone ringing in her summer dress pocket. “Come back to the bathrooms.” Mira spoke softly & Delilah smiled to herself “We’re on our way back” She approached Cody after hanging up and let him know she got the results & they were requested to come back.

The three rushed backstage & approached the bathroom, Mira stood by the door smiling ear to ear “I’m pregnant” Lilah let out a soft cry and immediately engulfed Mira into her embrace and mumbling her excitement in Mira’s ear before pulling away to wipe off her face, Cody however was a mess & pulled Mira into a tight hug while letting a few tears drop down his face before pulling away “You’re going to be a kickass mom Mira. I’m beyond happy for you.” Kinsley smiled and gently hugged Mira’s stomach

Randy eventually walked in on the scene and was confused for a split moment until he noticed kinsley hugging her stomach, Randy quickly rushed towards Mira and picked her up “We’re having a baby?” She smiled at his words and nodded her head while he pushed any hair out of her face before giving her a kiss & mumbling against her lips “thank you so much bunny”

Cody & Delilah congratulated the two, eventually Mira went to take Kinsley to their seats while the guy’s got ready, Delilah was heading to the vending machine to grab her sister & Mira some snacks until she heard a high pitched giggle in the men’s locker room, at first she shrugged it off until she heard “C’mon she won’t find out, she doesn’t have to know” Delilah’s facial expression dropped as she recognized another voice speak “No Nikki, I already told you I’m not interested okay?” She immediately knew it was Cody & approached the locker room with crossed arms boring her eyes into Nikki’s skin until Cody noticed her presence “Ange-“ Delilah held out a hand and got infront of Nikki looking at her up and down “It’s really tacky trying to convince a man to cheat on his new wife who is pregnant just because nobody is interested in hearing you brag how much your shitty boob job costed. That’s embarrassing honestly” Nikki glared as she got in Delilahs face “You may have married him but I fuc-“ “You had sex with Cody because he was bored & Single, and it took 1 night with you to know the sex wasn’t worth staying, I on the other hand don’t even have to ask simply because he is naturally attracted to me.” Cody watched the two bicker & decided too pat Lilah on the waist “Just leave it Doll.” Nikki glared as Delilah started walking off “Cody won’t last longer than a year with you, he’s gonna cave, get bored of you & leave for someone like m-“ Cody reached to try and stop Lilah’s next move but she was too quick, she spun around and smacked nikki across the face “Keep my fucking husbands name out of your goddamn mouth am I understood?” She glared before Cody gently held onto her waist “Sweetheart c’mon”

Lilah frowned looking over at him and snatched her hand away from him and began storming off, he sighed and glared at Nikko who wad stunned holding the side of her face, He shook his head & decided chasing after his wife before his match started, eventually he caught up to her in the hallway “For someone who usually walks slow you sure are pretty fuckin’ fast right no-“ “Why were you alone with her.” Delilah turned around to face Cody with a frown on her face “You knew what happened last year, Why were you alone in there with HER out of all people?” His expression softened at her concern & he looked down for a moment “I was getting ready & I had to go in the locker room to grab my water bottle & she came in asking a simple question such as who would be in the ring tonight & then she started escalating things, I didn’t do anything Angel, you know I wouldn’t do that to you” he reassured her and wrapped her in his arms and rested his chin in the top of her head “Promise you wouldn’t betray me?” Her words stabbed his heart slightly but he nodded and pulled away and grabbing her chin to make her loom at him “Sweetheart, I’d rather die getting ran over by a train in the middle of the tracks than betray you in any sort of way.” Delilah smiled softly and gave him a kiss.

A week after Summerslam when everyone got home they all went to the ultrasound for Cody & Delilah’s baby, Mira & Kinsley sat in the room with them while Seth, Jey, Randy, Becky & Rhea sat in the waiting room. “Well isn’t that a surprise mama” The nurse mumbled under her breath causing the couple to look at each other confused “You’re havin’ twins! Ain’t that exciting!” Mira let out a short cry as she stared at the screen seeing the two small babies while Cody was choked up and grazing Delilahs ring against the top of his lips, “One boy, One girl.”

For the next few months everyone decided to take the holidays easy & smooth for the sake of Mira & Delilah’s pregnancies, Cody had to go out of town every now and then but it wasn’t any longer than a week or just 3 days. It was November 29th & Miranda & Delilah were working at the Flower boutique but Lilah couldn’t help but notice that Mira had been in the dumps for a bit since she had a over the phone argument with Randy. Delilah sighed and walked outside and grabbed her phone calling him herself “Hello?” “Randy what the fuck is your problem? Why are you being a pain in the ass for Mira” “Delilah..She’s just being complicated, having outbursts, she’s been overly emot-“ “Randal Keith Orton I suggest you choose your next words VERY carefully. Mira is pregnant with YOUR child, she is engaged to YOU, if she is carrying your baby actively you better fucking cater to her like she’s cleopatra because YOU have no idea what she’s going through, just because your like one state away doesn’t give you the right of passage to be an ass Randy, She has another human living inside of her body & it is overwhelming. You’re going to apologize her and you’re gonna mean it. Am I understood?” For a slight moment there was silence besides hearing Cody & Jey giggle in the background over Randy being chewed out “You’re right. I’ll do that now.”

Randy gave Mirabella a full length essay like apology & even sent her roses, for the next few days Mira was sleeping over at Delilah & Cody’s since she didn’t like being by herself especially during her pregnancy, December finally hit & the babies were to come at any moment.

One night Cody was sitting in his hotel room packing his stuff to go back home until his phone started ringing, Mira was calling. “Everything alright Mira?” He heard her shakey breath and was seemed to be the noise of a driving vehicle “D-Delilahs water just broke & I’m taking her to hospital now!” Cody’s heart sank and he immediately zipped up his suit case “I’m on my way now alright? Just hang in there.” He blurted out before hanging up and running out of the hotel room while the other guys followed behind aswell as Mira sent them the text. They got on a jet that they knew would get them back in California as quick as possible, he called up triple H nervously until he picked up “I’m not attending this weeks matches Delilah’s in labor and I can’t mis-“ “Cody relax, I understand, Your cleared for the month alright? Go be a dad. Congratulations.”

Delilah sat in the hospital bed squeezing Mira’s hand from the contractions hurting so bad, Kinsley sat in the hallway patiently waiting to see if anyone was coming for her sister until she heard rushed foot steps, Cody & the reat of the guys stopped infront of Kinsley “Where’s Lilah sweetheart?” Kinsley got up and grabbed onto Cody’s hand and took him to the room where Delilah was. He sighed and rushed over towards her “How’re you doing Angel? You holding in there” Delilah groaned out in pain while the Doctor came in “She’s going to have to start pushing immediately, I need everyone to leave the room now other than the Father am I clear?” Everyone nodded in agreement and removed themselves from the room leaving the Doctor, Nurses, Cody & Delilah all alone together. Delilah was given an epidural 20 minutes beforehand to make the pushing easier for her soon, Cody stood beside the bed holding onto her hand caring less that her nails digging into his skin “Alright mama we’re gonna need you to start pushing alright? We’re gonna make this as quick and easy as possible for you”

Delilah winced and nodded as they counted down go 3 until she started pushing, a loud cry & scream escaped her lips while Cody held the back of her head pressing kisses against her temple “Your doing so amazing sweetheart just keep going alright? Your doing so great Angel” His wife groaned out in pure pain the more she pushed, the pushing felt like it was lasting forever, the contractions made her miserable, eventually after just a few more pushes 1 of the babies came out & the doctor let her rest before making her push more, the nurses cleaned up the baby despite the loud hollering and cries, Cody held onto his wife as much as he was allowed to while checking up on her “How are you feeling Angel? You doing ok-“ “MY FUCKING VAGINA IS BEING RIPPED APART CODY I’M GOING TO LITERALLY SMOTHER YOU RIGHT NOW!” He nodded his head awkwardly and bit down on his bottom lip “That’s a fair statement.” The doctor walked back towards the bed “We’re gonna count down to three and we’re gonna have you start pushing okay?? 1..2..3-“ Delilah started pushing and began crying out from the top of her lungs and tried her best to keep herself composed but no matter what she couldn’t.

After more and more pushing the other baby was finally born, The nurses cleaned them up and cared for Delilah as much as they could, once everything was calm and Delilah was more relaxed the doctor handed the couple their new Babygirl & Boy. Lilah teared up once her skin touched the babies, Cody pressed gentle kisses on the top of their heads before giving her a kiss on the cheek “You did a great job baby, I’m more than proud of you.” She let out a quiet sigh and pressed her head against his while tears were streaming down her face & her heart practically about to leap out of her chest “I-..I was thinking of naming her after Mirabella & naming him Matthew..” Cody smiled softly and ran his fingers through her hair “I like that Idea.”

Once it was time everyone came back into the room & Mira instantly ran away from Randy over towards Delilah & the babies “They’re do beautiful..You both did an amazing job” Cody smiled and held Matthew in his arms while Delilah held Mirabella before she spoke “C-Cody & I agreed to name her after you, Mirabella.” Mira’s heart stopped for a second before the water works once again invaded her eyes before carefully hugging lilah “Thank you so much, you have no idea how much that means to me.” She walked towards Cody and pulled him in for a hug carefully as-well due to him holding the other baby “Thank you Cody. For everything, for changing Delilah & Kinsleys life and just- everything.” He leaned into her hug & even allowed her to hold the baby boy “This is Matthew.” Mira let out a quiet sigh before cradling Matt & holding him close “They’re beautiful.” Randy hugged her from behind as he stared down the baby & smiled “He’s adorable.” Jey went over to Delilah & looked down at little Mirabella & gently grazed her head “You guys make beautiful kids. Seriously.”

After the babies were born Kinsley stuck by them 24/7 and even begged not to go to school some days just so she could be with her niece & nephew. After new years months continued to pass by, Randy & Miranda got married in greece back in march on the beach, Delilah helped design Mira’s wedding dress & even Randy’s suit to their absolute liking & eventually Mira went into labor in may & had a sweet baby boy, She & Randy agreed to name him Elijah, everything was going amazing for each and everyone of them.

It was june 15th, Cody & Delilah held Kinsleys 12th birthday party and everyone came including her friends, Delilah sat in the backyard where the party was being held & sat in the grass with Mirabella & Matthew while Cody brought her some food for her & the babies, Mira & Randy came over with Elijah “Hey little man!” Cody approached the couple and gently tickled the baby’s tummy with his finger before pointing in Delilahs direction “Lilah is sitting over there with the babies incase you wanted them to hang out all together.” Mira smiled with a nod before making her way towards the blonde girl while Randy & Cody noticed a boy giving Kinsley a very very VERY close hug “oh you little shit..”

“CODY GARRET RUNNELS YOU BETTER LEAVE THAT BOY ALONE!”

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This is probably one of my most favorite series that I have ever written for, I’m super sad that it came to an end but I’m so happy I got the weight of it off my shoulders! I hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I did, If any of you have any requests or questions feel free to go to my inbox :) thank you guy’s for reading this & I’m so excited to see where my work ends up going in the near future, mwah

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jennaispunk · 29 days ago

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Someone Like You

Summary: A vacation you didn’t want to take turns into something you never expected.

Pairing: Marcus Pike x f!reader

Rating: T

Word Count: 2.3 k

Tags/Warnings: tooth rotting fluff, allusions to smut, shitty ex-boyfriend (not Marcus), brief mention of infidelity (again, not Marcus. He would never), meet cute, instant attraction, Marcus being Marcus (aka perfect), reader is shorter than Marcus and has hair that can be tucked behind her ear but no physical description is given

A/N: I wrote this for @whocaresstillthelouvre follower challenge (I hope you enjoy this Mallory!!). The moodboard was dream vacation with Marcus. This moodboard is gorgeous and I am so in love with it. I’m sorry I held onto this for so long. I went at the idea of a “dream vacation” a little differently. This was the idea that immediately came to mind when I saw this moodboard. This is for all my Marcus girlies (gn). Marcus deserved so much better and this is my (lame) attempt at a fix-it fic for Marcus. Thank you @clawdee for the beta read. The title is taken from a Van Morrison song.

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

You didn’t even want to go on this stupid trip. You’d planned it with Justin, and it was supposed to be a romantic getaway…until you caught him in bed with his ex-girlfriend, the one he called crazy and told you he wasn’t talking to anymore.

Your friends had convinced you to go on the trip anyway. "Fuck him!" they said. "Go on this trip and have the time of your life." Since the trip was paid for already, and you couldn’t get a refund, you reluctantly packed your bags.

The plane ride to Miami was peaceful. The older married couple sitting next to you was celebrating their 45th wedding anniversary. They showed you pictures of their grandkids, and you smiled politely. They were the goal…one that was looking increasingly out of reach.

You dropped your bags in your hotel room with a loud thud. You fell onto the bed and let yourself sink into the soft comforter. The sun shone brightly into the room, warming your skin, and you slipped into a peaceful afternoon nap.

Most of that night was spent sitting on the balcony listening to the ocean crash against the shore and feeling sorry for yourself. How did you not see the signs that Justin was cheating on you? They were there, you just chose not to see them. Every time that little voice in the back your mind started to chirp, you ignored it and told yourself it was just your insecurities. Looking back now, you should have listened. Hindsight is always 20/20.

You woke up the next morning with a renewed determination. You were done thinking about the past, it was time to live in the present. Today was going to be different. Today, you were going to go the beach and soak up all the glorious South Florida sun you could handle. You were going to let the ocean breeze carry all your worries away. This vacation was meant to be enjoyed and that’s exactly what you were going to do.

In your cutest bikini (bought specifically for this trip) and cover-up, you confidently strolled across the hotel lobby. It might be considered modest by Miami standards, but it showed off your assets. A small smile played on your lips as you remembered how sexy you felt the first time you put on the hot pink fabric. All around you were happy couples, holding hands and stealing kisses. Your resolve to not wallow in your sadness faltered just a bit as you made your way to the door, but you held your chin higher. You weren’t going to think about Justin anymore.

“Excuse me…”

You jumped as someone touched your shoulder and wheeled around to see a handsome man looking down at you. If you had to guess, he looked to be around your age. The style of his chestnut brown hair screamed young professional, and his mocha eyes were the kind you could get lost in.

“I think you dropped this.”

His large hand held a hotel key card toward you between thick fingers. Your brow furrowed and you patted the pockets of your cover up only to realize that your room key was missing.

You smiled at him and the heat rushed to your cheeks. Your carelessness struck again. How did you not realize you dropped your key?

“Thanks. It was sweet of you to track me down.”

The smile he shot back at you almost made you melt. It was so genuine, and the way the corners of his eyes wrinkled made you weak in the knees. Your eyes darted over his shoulder, half expecting his wife or girlfriend to be standing behind him, waiting. He was alone, and you smiled just a bit wider.

“It’s no problem.” His soft voice carried to your ears like a sweet melody. “You’re probably going to need this later.”

Your soft laugh was met with a nervous chuckle of his own. His soulful eyes studied you like a work of art but somehow it didn’t make you feel uncomfortable. He wasn’t looking at you like other men do.

“I’m sorry, where are my manners? I’m Marcus.”

He extended a hand toward you, and you froze for a moment. You couldn’t even remember the last time a man introduced himself to you this way outside of a professional setting, and you found yourself intrigued by this stranger.

You offered your name in return and placed your hand in his. His skin was rougher than his appearance suggested, and the warmth radiated right through you.

“So, Marcus, does your wife or girlfriend know that you go around saving strange women from being locked out of their hotel rooms in your spare time?”

His laugh came from his belly, like you told the funniest joke he’d ever heard. It was warm and genuine. Suddenly, you had butterflies in your stomach.

“Actually, I’m not married or even seeing anyone right now.”

Your brow raised and those butterflies intensified. How in the world was this man still single?

Stop! This isn’t what you were here for. The last thing you needed was to get mixed up with anyone while you were here. The purpose of this trip was to stop thinking about your ex, not lust after a handsome stranger.

“Well, there’s a beach chair out there calling my name.” Your eyes darted toward the door and then back to him.

“It was nice to meet you, Marcus. Enjoy your vacation.”

You turned to leave without giving him a chance to respond. It was better to walk away now, before you did something you’d regret later.

Marcus watched you walk away, rubbing his chin as he huffed softly. He certainly hadn’t expected to meet anyone on this trip, but maybe it was fate.

You told yourself that you’d never see Marcus again, that it was just a fluke meeting, a fleeting moment in time that was never meant to be anything. You didn’t believe in fate or destiny. That was for other people.

It seemed that fate was trying to prove its very existence to you, because the very next morning at breakfast you ran into Marcus once again.

“How was the beach?” Marcus asked with that heart stopping smile. “You didn’t get sunburned, did you?”

Your cheeks felt warm as he looked you over. How could such a simple question get you flustered?

“Nope. I got the perfect amount of sun.”

The two of you chatted for a few minutes before your phone buzzed in your pocket.

“Sorry, but I gotta go or I’ll be late for my massage.”

His hand jutted out to stop you as you turned to leave.

“This is going to sound crazy, but would you have dinner with me tonight? There’s this amazing restaurant overlooking Biscayne Bay.”

You bit your bottom lip as you considered his proposal. What would be the harm in having dinner with him? Why shouldn’t you have fun while you’re here? You needed a distraction and Marcus certainly fit the bill.

“Dinner sounds nice.”

His body visibly relaxed when you agreed, and you could have sworn you heard him sigh.

“Great. I’ll meet you in the lobby at seven?”

“Seven it is.” You responded and headed off to your massage.

That was the moment that everything changed, although you didn’t know it at the time. You’d spent every night with Marcus since then and the more you learned about him, the harder you fell for him. The two of you lived closer than you thought, he was in DC and you were in Baltimore. You scoffed when he told you that he was an FBI agent with the art theft division, but he showed you his badge and swore you to secrecy under penalty of death. He winked and laughed, and you were sure he’d stolen your heart then and there.

He was here on a case and decided to stay an extra week to use up his vacation time. He was a total foodie, he talked at length about the amazing restaurants in DC. Every detail you learned about each other just made the attraction grow.

The week practically flew by as your time was occupied by Marcus. He took you to the institute of Contemporary Art and Pérez Art Museum and watched you with a smile as you marveled at the art, and he explained the finer details. The way he spoke about the art had you completely captivated.

On your second to last night in Miami, he took you to a bar with a live band. You couldn’t believe your eyes when he jumped up on stage with the band and they played one of your favorite songs.

You couldn’t stop smiling as you watched him on stage. The image before you didn’t jive with the mild-mannered, soft-spoken man you’d spent the last few days with, but it intrigued you all the more.

“I can’t believe you just did that.”

The smile was still plastered to your face. He looked so carefree up there on the stage.

“It was definitely worth it to see you smile like that, Sunny.”

He wasn’t going to tell you that he’d cashed in a favor from the lead singer. He wanted you to think it was totally random.

After leaving the club, he took you for a moonlight walk on the beach. The night sky was crystal clear. A thousand stars dotted the sky, like a painting created for just the two of you.

During a brief moment of silence between you, he took your hand and laced your fingers together. It all felt so perfect, too good to be true. You never thought that you would meet someone like him.

He suddenly stopped walking and tugged your hand. His heart hammered in his chest as he looked down at you. After everything that happened with Teresa, he wasn’t looking for anyone. She had broken his heart, and he wasn’t sure if he was even ready to try again. Looking at you now, with the ocean breeze in your hair and the moonlight illuminating your skin, he knew he couldn’t walk away.

“Everything okay?” You asked

He smiled at you and looked down at the sand before looking back up.

“There’s something I’ve been wanting to do all week.”

Before you could say anything, he closed the distance between you and gently cupped your cheek. He gazed into your eyes, almost hesitant before he leaned in and softly pressed his lips to yours.

You tensed for the briefest of moments, you didn’t expect him to kiss you, but you were glad he did. You kissed him back, slightly parting your lips to let his tongue in your mouth. It couldn’t have been any more romantic: the moonlight, the soft swish of the waves upon the shore, and the most perfect man you’d ever met holding you in his arms.

As you packed your suitcase to head to the airport, you couldn’t help but think about the last few nights. You got lost in the memories of the way he made you come on his fingers before he made you come on his cock, how he intertwined his fingers with yours as he pinned your hands to the mattress, the way he talked you through your second orgasm: That’s it, sweet girl…just like that…so beautiful. He even held you afterwards, something Justin never did.

It really was like a dream come true. This vacation was wonderfully unexpected, and you didn’t want it to end. You didn’t want to go back to the real world, back to your job and your old life….not when you’ve had a taste of what could be.

Marcus paced the hotel lobby waiting for you to check out. After Theresa, he’d almost sworn off love completely, then he’d met you and he was smitten. He knew that this could work, he would be kicking himself later if he didn’t try.

You smiled as his sweet face came into view. Your heart clenched in your chest. Was this this last time you would see him? You couldn’t let that happen. This couldn’t be the end.

“This week turned out better than I expected.” you said with a soft laugh.

You wanted to say more. You wanted to tell him that this had probably been the best week of your life, but you held your tongue. You didn’t want to ruin the moment.

He took your hands in his, smiling as caressed the back your hand with his thumb. His mocha eyes took in every inch of you, committing it to memory until he saw you again. It was now or never. He was going to tell you that he didn’t want this to be the end, the two of you could make this work. A short train ride was no big deal, and you could see each other often. All he knew was that he couldn’t just let you go.

The way he said your name made your heart stop. It sounded so beautiful rolling off his tongue, just like when he had you in bed.

Your lips pressed softly against his, swallowing his next words. You didn’t need anymore words. You just wanted to keep the magic alive for a few more moments before reality came crashing down.

The hum of the car engine behind you broke the spell. It was over, your Uber was waiting to take you to the airport and back to your life. You shoved a piece of paper into his hand and smiled as your eyes brimmed with unshed tears.

“If you’re ever in Baltimore, give me a call.”

He chuckled softly as he watched you walk away and get into your ride. As you drove away, he looked down at the small piece of paper in his palm. There was no way in hell he was going to let you get away. He’d be calling you sooner than you thought.

#someone like you #marcus pike #f!reader #fluff #allusions to smut #strangers to lovers #the mentalist

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thoseboysinblue · 2 years ago

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My Type

Part 1

Christian Pulisic x reader

You have a chance encounter with Christian, who happens to be just your type.

Word count: 2700+

Requested: No

Warnings: Swearing, drinking

Thanks to the girlies in the gc for the inspiration 😘

You spent the day lounging on the beach in Miami sipping on drinks, reading, listening to music and enjoying some much needed downtime for your friend, Ella's, bachelorette party. After your day in the sun, you and your friends had all returned to the beach house you were renting for the weekend to get ready for your night out. It promised to be an interesting night based on the theme of "dress like your type" chosen by the bride-to-be.

You were thankful that you would be able to dress casually and let your hair down a bit, pulling on some cutoff shorts and your favorite sneakers. Although your friends had no idea who he was; Christian Pulisic embodied your type, brown hair, brown eyes, soft spoken and athletic. Topping your outfit off with his jersey, you finished curling your hair and applied a final coat of lip gloss and mascara before you joined the rest of the group.

A few more drinks and social media posts later, you all climbed into a minibus, ready to enjoy the Miami night life and celebrate your friend's upcoming wedding.

"I don't know man, can't we just stay here?" Christian asks, running his hand through his hair.

"No, come on, let's go into Miami, have a night out, blow off some steam," Nick pleads with him.

"Fine, yeah, whatever," he gives in, going into the bathroom and turning on the shower.

He's tired and isn't really in the mood for a big crowd, but he doesn't get to see his friends in the States that often so he obliges their request for a night out, hoping a few drinks will improve his mood.

They arrive at a night club, trying his best to keep a low profile, Christian directs them to a booth just off the dance floor and orders a round beers and shots for everyone.

Scanning over the sea of people on the dance floor, Nick nudges him and tilts his head in the direction of your group of friends, "they look like a fun bunch," he raises his eyebrows. Christian had already spotted you, noticing you were in a US soccer jersey, "interesting attire for a night club" he thought to himself as he waited patiently for you to turn your back to him so that he could see whose jersey you were wearing. His eyes widen and his heart rate increases slightly when you turn just enough for him to see "SIC" on your back.

You are enjoying yourself, dancing and drinking the night away with your friends, mostly ignoring anyone who approaches your group since you are more interested in your girls weekend than any random hookup. "I'm going to go get drinks," you shout over the music to Ella before turning to make your way through the crowd to the bar.

"I'll be right back" Christian says to Alec, noticing you leaving the dance floor and hoping to catch you at the bar.

You push your way through the crowd finding an open spot at the bar and waiting to catch the bartender's eye. Christian spots you, breathing a sigh of relief when he sees an open space next to you that he can squeeze into.

"Nice jersey, you a fan?" he says over the music. "Something like that," you say back, still trying to get the attention of the bartender until you turn to face whoever is speaking to you.

"Oh shit" you blurt out as you are met with a pair of dark eyes and a playful grin, dimples fully on display as you feel your cheeks flush.

"Hi" he chuckles, grabbing the bartender's attention, finally.

"Can I get a Michelob Ultra here, and whatever she's having, then send a round of beers to that booth over there, along with tequila bottle service," he asks, nodding towards you to order, "you can order for your friends too, if you want," he smiles at you, "just put it on my tab" he nods at the bartender.

"One vodka sprite and one vodka cranberry please" you smile, thanking him for the drinks.

"You could've ordered for the rest of your friends," he smiles at you. "I just came over to get something for me and the bride-to-be," you shrug, "I wouldn't expect you to get drinks for all of us."

"Ah, so it is a bachelorette party," he says offering you a lime for your drinks and picking up the vodka cranberry you had gotten for Ella. "Yeah, just here for the weekend," you say taking a sip of your drink and watching as he takes a swallow of his beer.

"I'm assuming there is a theme, or do you always go out dressed in jerseys?" he smirks, looking you up and down before catching the look on your face that didn't seem amused by his comment. "That didn't come out right, you look good, I swear, it's just not what girls around here usually wear on a night out," he tries digging himself out of the hole he's in, but you don't budge, keeping a straight face. "Fuck. I'm making this worse" he says as he rubs his hand over the back of his neck looking at you, his cheeks flushing.

"You finished?" you say, still no sign of amusement on your face.

"Thanks for the drink, but I don't think I'm what you came into this club looking for, Christian" you hold your hand out to take Ella's drink from him.

His pupils dilate slightly as he hears his name roll off of your tongue, "I'll take this to her," he looks at you, his demeanor definitely changed.

Christian notices that his group of friends has now joined in with your friends on the dance floor as you are making your way back to Ella, "fuck sake" he mutters to himself before plastering a smile on his face and offering Ella her drink along with his congratulations.

"It is a bachelorette party, man" Nick shouts over the music "dress like your type is the theme," he grins, grabbing one of your friends and spinning her around before he realizes what you have on, a Cheshire Cat grin on his lips. You stand there frozen, tempted to just leave without making eye contact with Christian again.

"What are the fucking odds" Alec chuckles elbowing Christian. He shakes his head at him, "don't, I've already fucked it up," he rolls his eyes at himself, watching as you slip away through the crowd.

"Hey, let your friends know I've bought beer and a bottle of tequila for our table over there, you guys can help yourselves and if you want anything else, just have one of them put it on my tab" he gestures towards Nick and Alec smiling at Ella before wandering over to the booth and sitting down.

You return to your friends on the dance floor, noticing that Christian seems to be watching you from his booth, averting his gaze every time you glance towards him. A smirk painted on your lips, you decide to give him a little show if he was going to stare all night. You dance sensually to the music, turning to give him a good view of your ass along with his name on your back, pulling your shirt up slightly in the heat of the packed dance floor, exposing your toned mid drift. You throw him a wink when you catch him staring, his lips slightly parted like he's in a trance.

"Come take a shot" Abigail shouts at you, grabbing your hand along with Nick's and pulling you over to the table where Christian is sitting having absolutely no idea that he is actually the man whose jersey you are wearing.

"What's your name?" she shouts at Christian, pouring shots out for the four of you. "Christian" he smiles catching on to the fact that she doesn't recognize him. "Why aren't you dancing?" she presses him, sliding a shot across the table to him. "Because he doesn't even want to be here," Nick answers earning a glare from Christian, "he'd rather be at home, being boring," he chuckles swallowing the shot back and turning to grab a lime. "So would, y/n, we always have to beg her to come out with us," she laughs before taking her shot. "Thanks for these" she grins at Christian before turning to pull Nick back to the dance floor.

"You gonna take that?" he nods towards the shot glass sitting in front of you as you sit down on the edge of the booth. "Are you?" you fire back at him. He nods, watching as you take the shot glass and hold it to your lips, pausing slightly to take a deep breath before taking it. You glance around looking for a lime, finding him holding one up for you between his fingers. He pulls it away when you reach for it, smirking as he offers it to you again, holding it up to your lips for you to take. You roll your eyes and pull the lime from between his fingers with your mouth, noticing the way he bites his lower lip when you do.

He takes his shot quickly, standing up and holding his hand out for you, "dance with me?" he asks, cocking an eyebrow at you. "Fine" you huff, placing your hand in his and allowing him to lead you out onto the dance floor.

"Y/N, is it?" he asks as you nod, turning your back to him as he places his hands softly on your hips.

"Tell me how this is your type," he says, pulling at the material of the jersey you're wearing. You grind your hips back against him, smirking when he groans and grips onto your hips a little tighter before you turn to face him wrapping your hands around the back of his neck. "Is it, actually me, or something else?" he asks, genuinely curious.

"I mean, I guess it's guys like you, dark hair, dark eyes, athletic, probably should throw some red flags in there too, since that seems to be what I attract, but no, not you specifically" you shrug at him.

"Well, no red flags here," he dips his head to speak directly in your ear, causing a shiver to run up your spine. "You sure about that?" you tilt your head back to look him in the eyes. "I guess that would depend on what you consider red flags," he grins at you.

"I know what I said earlier, came across wrong," he starts before you hold your hand up against his chest stopping him. "Don't worry about it, I wasn't actually upset, just wanted to make you squirm a bit," you say, the corners of your mouth tilting up slightly. "Well, I still want to explain my self," he says turning you back around so that your back is against his chest.

"It's actually nice to see someone dressed more casually on a night out, I like it, prefer it actually," he says, against the shell of your ear, his mouth dangerously close to your neck as you feel his warm breath fan across your face, "most girls around here come out specifically looking for one thing, but you don't seem that way."

You shake your head, "Do you really think I'd have worn your jersey if I thought there was a chance I'd run into you? I wanted the ground to swallow me up whole when I realized it was you standing next to me at the bar," you say, throwing your arm up and around the back of his head, pulling him closer to you so that he could hear you.

"I noticed you before I realized what you had on," he smiles against your neck inhaling the sweet scent of your perfume mixed with your shampoo.

"Is that so?" you ask, turning to face him as he nods, cheeks flushing a bit. "Yes, seems like you're my type, too" he winks.

"Would you like another drink?" he asks tilting his head towards the bar. "I think just a water, this time" you smile as he slips his fingers through yours, pulling you towards the bar. He orders both of you a water as you sit and chat realizing you have a lot in common with one another. "How long are you here until?" he asks. "All day tomorrow, and our flight is at 4 on Sunday," you smile at him.

The bartender calls last call and you watch as Christian closes out his tab. Abigail and Nick walking over to where you are. "Y/N, our minibus is on the way, it will be here in a few minutes," she says, eyeing Christian up and down as he slips his card back into his wallet. You nod at her and stand to leave, but feel Christian's hand slip loosely around your wrist giving you a little tug to get your attention. You turn to face him, standing between his legs, "nice to meet you, Christian," you smile, bringing one hand to the side of his face and leaning in to press a light kiss to his cheek.

"Yeah, it was nice to meet you too, y/n" he smiles nervously and it seems like he's holding something back. You offer him a smile, before turning to join the rest of the group assuming your chance encounter is over and that you will never see him again.

"Please tell me you got her number," Alec says to Christian as he watches you walk away. "Nope, didn't even get her last name," he says shaking his head at how stupid he's been. "Did either of you get any of their names so that maybe we can track them down?" he looks between them visibly frustrated when they both shake their heads.

As you crowd into the minibus, Ella, loops her arm around yours. "Who was the hottie you were with all night?" she giggles. "He was exactly my type," you sigh at her. "Well did you get his name?" she asks. "Didn't have to" you roll your eyes, opening up his Instagram profile and showing it to her. "Oh fuck, are you serious?" she stammers, clearly at a loss for words when you nod and bury your face in your hands.

"It's fine, not like I'll ever see him again" you shrug. "Oh, honey, the way he was devouring you with his eyes, that boy is going to be trying to track you down," she grins. "Well, it's gonna be tough, he only got my first name," you shake your head at her.

Taking matters into her own hands, Ella, tags him on one of the pictures she had posted earlier in the evening, hoping on an off chance he might see it along with your profile tagged.

Once he's home, Christian scrolls through his social media, clearing out notifications when sees that someone named Ella has tagged him on a picture. Surely not, he thinks to himself as he clicks on the notification, opening up the picture of you and your friends. He smiles to himself realizing that Ella must have added the tag recently in hopes of playing matchmaker after he presumes you'd told her who he is. He notices that you are also tagged, clicking on your name and finding that your account is private, his finger hovers over the request button momentarily before he pushes it and closes the app and goes to sleep.

The next morning you wake up, groaning when your head starts pounding as soon as you sit up. You get out of the bed and put your phone on the charger after you notice it's dead, before going in search of water and painkillers. When you return to your room, your phone turns on, and you hear several notifications come through. Assuming it's where your friends have tagged you in photos and videos from last night, you grab the phone and scroll through the notifications.

Your eyes widen in disbelief when one in particular catches your eye:

cmpulisic has requested to follow you

Part 2

@chelseagirl98 @neverinadream @masonspulisic @pulisicsgirl @swimmingismywholelife @lovelynikol16

#christian pulisic #christian pulisic x reader #christian pulisic imagine

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mamaestapa · 1 year ago

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Offseason Romance

•pairing: Joe Burrow x reader

•series summary: Y/N Y/L/N moved to Cincinnati, Ohio for a new start. Move in day arrives and she discovers something terrible...the apartment complex gave her the wrong lease. Instead of living with who she originally was supposed to, she's now living with the hottest quarterback in the NFL, Joe Burrow. Y/N is stuck living in the same apartment with him for a year...which the two are not thrilled about. However, as time goes on, they realize that maybe this wasn't the worst thing that could happen to them. Will Y/N and Joe stay enemies, or will they find themselves falling in love?

•chapter summary: Off-season adventures shown off through an instagram photo dump

•word count: 1.1k

•warnings: thirsty comments, HEADBAND JOE!, mean fans, fluff, Joe is SO in love w you

series masterlist

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February-July 2023

February 11, 2023

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tagged: @yourusername

joeyb_9- Thanks for having us @fanatics

comments:

yourusername- such a fun day w you🤍

joeybfan- Idk how i feel about them, but i'll take the content

lahjay10_ - and they were roommates😮

burrowsbae- The matching Cartiers🥹

itsmemacee- The cutest❤️

yourusername- @lahjay10_ omg they were roommates

fanatics- Thanks for joining us Joe and Y/n!

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March 6, 2023

@yourusername Instagram story

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shiestysbae reposted story

shiestysbae- boys wearing those damn gray jeans

y/njoestan reposted story

y/njoestan- THOUGHT THIS WAS THEIR BABY FOR A SECOND

joeyb_9 reposted story

joeyb-9-❤️

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March 19, 2023

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tagged: @joeyb_9

yourusername- Wedding Szn🤍

comments:

itsmemacee- So glad I got to celebrate my big day with you two🥰

y/njoestan- MOM AND DAD pls say you're next

joshallen- It was great meeting you!

joeburrowismydaddy_9- i miss liv :(

bengals- Wedding szn>>>football szn

joeyb_9- @bengals Football szn>>>Wedding szn

samhubbard- Joe Burrow hates weddings

confirmed

robinburrow- Miss you two!❤️

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April 9, 2023

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tagged: @nbsmallerbear, @joeyb_9, @samhubbard, @emhubbard, @itsmemacee, @yourusername, @graciegroat

cincybengalsupdates- Joe and Sam at the UFC fight with Bosa and others. Meanwhile their wives stayed back at the beach rental with some other Bengals WAGS! Good lookin group!

comments:

shiestysbae- JOSEPH STOP WITH THE GRAY JEANS😭 Y/n girl pls throw them away

bengals- Our faves!

yourusername- @shiestysbae- I've tried. Trust me.

cincybengalsupdates-UPDATE! Joe was just seen with a girl at an after party in Miami...and it's not Y/n😬

emhubbard- @cincybengalsupdates when it actually is her though😬 let's not make up rumors please and thanks!

cincybengalsupdates- @emhubbard Never tried to make any rumors! sources told me it was another girl

kaylabradshaw- Sources are clearly WRONG! Just met Joe and he was with Y/n...they're both so sweet!🥰

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April 23, 2023

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bengalsbabe- more of Joe at the LSU spring game💜💛

comments:

jb9lover- i am 99% sure him and Y/n broke up. she's posted and he hasn't liked her photos. plus, why isn't she there with him?

joeburrowfan- @jb9lover GOD I HOPE YOU'RE RIGHT

bengalsbabe- @jb9lover @joeburrowfan i actually really like Y/n!🥰 she makes joe happy and she's seems very sweet. i think instead of tearing her down for being with him, we should be hyping her up. you cant love joe and hate on his girlfriend just for being with him🤷‍♀️

yourusername- Love this pic! thank you for your kind words @bengalsbabe❤️

bengalsbabe- @yourusername of course queen🥰

susieevans- omg how cute!!

haleighbroucher- Y/n, pls give him a baby rn. we need dad Joe🥹

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April 24, 2023

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yourusername and itsmemacee- A little behind the scenes of our summer collection photoshoot✨

comments:

itsmemacee- So much fun!!

emhubbard- I cant wait for those sets in the second slide to be released!

joeyb_9- Proud bf moment. I miss you

erinandrews- Beautiful, ladies!😍

loganwilsonlb- Macee baby...you look gorgeous as always🥵❤️

bengalsbabe- this is why Y/n wasn't at the LSU game for anybody wondering😙

body_by_hollyyy- YESSSS!!🫶

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May 2, 2023

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bengals- Who wore it better?👀

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yourusername- ME

shiestysbae- dammit. the GRAY JEANS😭 but Y/n fs

jb9lover- JOE😍

bakermayfield- JOE😍

itsmemacee- The only correct answer is Y/n

y/njoestan- she's wearing his necklace🥹

nfl- The king and queen of the North👑

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May 6, 2023

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joeyb_9- Stagecoach '23

comments:

joeburrowismydaddy_9- joe posting on instagram AND being social? that's a first. WE LOVE IT

evanmcpherson- COACH AT STAGECOACH!?

yourusername- still can't believe zac came with us

samhubbard- Best way to end the offseason!

lahjay10_- @samhubbard the fuck you mean? we still got like a month (i ain't showing up unless it's mandatory idc)

bengals- Stagecoach w coach😎

zactaylor- Thanks for having me! Made me feel like I was 25 all over again😂

lanalang- this is why the bengals are the best team in the nfl

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May 10, 2023

@yourusername Instagram story

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joeyb_9 reposted second slide:

joeyb_9- My girl

burrowupdates reposted story:

burrowupdates - Joe and Y/n are in Arizona for a quick vacation before OTA's! Y/n grew up around Phoenix so I assume that's why they are there.

y/njoestan reposted second slide:

y/njoestan- MOM AND DAD🥹❤️

yourmomsusername reposted story:

yourmomsusername- My baby girl!!! Cant wait to meet you Joseph!!!!🥳

May 11, 2023

@joeyb_9 Instagram story

story replies:

yourusername reposted story:

yourusername- 🤍🤍

jb9lover reposted story:

jb9lover- i take back anything i've ever said about their relationship. i'm so glad he's so active on social media now. thanks Y/n🫶

May 15, 2023

liked by yourusername, bengals, and 990 others

tagged: @joeyb_9

joeburrowfan- Joe today🥵

comments:

joeyblova- HOLY SHIT😩

bengals- QB1 lookin' good😍

shiestyswifey- i just KNOW Y/n is going feral right now over these just like we are.

yourusername- @shiestyswifey Oh trust me, I am

joefan9- The king and queen of cincinnati definitely gettin' it on when he gets home👀

shiestysbae- @joefan9 EW😭 id rather not think about them getting nasty

joeburrowfan- @joefan9 @shiestysbae cincinnati? more like cincinNASTY

itsmemacee- Please tell me you're seeing these comments😂😂 @yourusername

yourusername- @itsmemacee Yep😂 showing Joe as we speak

shiestysbae- @yourusername NOOOO OMFG

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July 17, 2023

@yourusername Instagram story

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emhubbard reposted story:

emhubbard- Awww, Taylor's new bestie🐾

shiestysbae reposted story:

shiestysbae- what are the odds she chews up your gray jeans @joeyb_9

y/njoestan reposted story:

y/njoestan- she's adorable!! what's next, a baby?!👀

itsmemacee reposted story:

itsmemacee- brb crying. bean burrow🥹

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hi loves!!

doing a "double update" for all of you because i've been slacking with updates, so you all deserve this because of how patient you've been with me. i appreciate it so much🤍

but omg i had so much fun with chapter! these instagram chapters are always so fun to write. instead of writing just one moment or one vacation from yours and Joes off-season adventures, i decided to do a bunch of "posts" to show them all off :)

i hope you all enjoyed this chapter! the next chapter is full of surprises👀 (any guesses on what they could be?)

only three more left of this series ! i cant believe it.

thank you all so much for your love and support with this book. every like, reblog, comment and view means so much to me!🥰

tags: @jackharloww @ilovejoeburroww @dandelionwrites8 @ijustcrypretty @sinners-98-world @a-moment-captured @stainednailpolishremover @spooky-stoner @xoxokiaraaxoxo @kkrenae @hallecarey1 @jordyn14

#joe burrow #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow x y/n #joe burrow x you #joe burrow fan fic #welcome to the jungle

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nathanbatemanfucker · 1 year ago

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summary: but it's coming down, no sound, its all around.

pairing: fem!reader x santi garcia

contents: song based fic, angst, jealousy, perceived unrequited love, best friends to lovers, love confessions, santi being a desperate simp, kissing

wc: 2k

an: yes this is a song inspired fic again bc it’s just who i am ok. listen i want them to fuck eventually but who knows if i have the bandwidth to write santi railing her into oblivion. if people really want it, let me know.

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“What’re you doing out here? It's cold, cariño,” He calls out to you, a healthy distance away.

He can tell that you’re brooding by the tension in your shoulders, the way you’re rocking back and forth as you stare straight ahead. He knows you better than he knows himself— possibly better than you know yourself— though he’s not sure why you’re upset in this instance. Not yet anyway.

He’s right– it is cold. Despite the extremely warm days in Miami, the nights can grow cold, especially standing on the sandy plains of a beach such as this one. You don’t bother turning around to look at Santi, continuing to stare out into the darkness of the ocean. It's stupid that you’re out here, that you feel a way about how tonight’s gone. Santi isn’t yours and the depth of your friendship, or your romantic feelings for him doesn’t change that.

There’s always a risk with bringing Santi anywhere. It’s not a deadly risk, but sometimes he looks so absorbed in someone else that it feels like your heart might give out. He’s good at it, at making someone feel like they’re the center of attention or all that matters to him.

He’s a natural flirt, so charismatic that most people don’t believe he’s been in the army or that his day job is in operations and the execution of them. People— including all of your single cousins, who have been all over him since the moment the wedding reception began. You couldn’t blame them, even if you weren’t in love with him, there’s no denying that he’s one of the most attractive men you've ever seen.

Tonight everyone is treated to a rare occasion. Santi’s in a suit; it’s black and fits him perfectly. The top two buttons of his crisp, white button-up are undone giving the most sinful view of his strong neck. His unruly curls are styled neatly for once and with the short stubble dusting his chin it's practically game over. He’s Santi, he rarely turns down showing a woman a good time– because that’s just what women deserve according to his creed– and being with your family means he’s pulled out all the stops, always trying to make a good impression.

You’ve been friends with Santi since college— you signed up to be pen pals with someone in the service. When you saw the name Santiago Garcia, you pictured some sauve man who wouldn’t give you the time of day if he’d seen you walking on the street. It made you nervous, and you didn’t send him a letter— except in a twist you never saw coming, he wrote you first.

You were correct, he was sauve— is sauve, but so incredibly charming. So understanding and playful in the short length of a single sentence. So devastatingly handsome. There was no resisting him. Your friendship with Santi unraveled parts of you that you were unaware of. The deep yearning, the lightness in your chest, the craving for adventure. With Santi by your side, whether in person or words on a page, opened a world for you. One you’re completely sure wouldn’t exist without him.

The first time you’d met six months after exchanging your first letters, you had to swallow the notion you’d been denying for months. You love him. Staring into his mischievous brown eyes, witnessing his bright smile for true and not just in the photo he’d sent you in one of his letters only solidified that. But, he’s Santi. You and Santiago… make sense as friends. And so you fake it. You fake not loving him until it’s almost believable.

“Cariño?” He calls again, breaking through the hazy thoughts of your mind.

You glance back at him for just a moment, and the smile that you flash him doesn’t touch your eyes, “Just needed some fresh air.”

“You’re gonna get a cold in this dress,” He murmurs, slipping out of his jacket as he closes the gap between you.

When he starts to drape the jacket over your shoulders, you turn to him, taking a step back, “I’ll be fine.”

The bite in your voice, the way you don’t look at him as you say it makes him realize that he’s done whatever’s put you in this state. He ignores you, wrapping you in the jacket before pulling you a little closer, dipping on his knees so that he can try to catch your gaze.

His eyes are pleading, “What’d I do? Just tell me, I’ll make it better, you know I will.”

“There’s nothing to say,” You insist stubbornly, looking down at where your feet are buried in the sand. You wiggle them, trying to do anything to distract you from this conversation you and Santi are on the cusp of. Maybe he’ll give up.

He sighs, using a finger to raise your chin so you must look at him. And when you try to pull away, his thumb grips you, holding you in place, “There’s plenty to say if you’re upset, so let’s stop playing this game, yeah?”

You fix him with an empty stare that chills him to the bone. “Fine, there’s nothing I feel like saying. Happy?”

He glares at you, tightening his grip on your chin, “Fuck, no, you know I’m not. Words. Speak. Tell me, right now, cariño.”

Getting both of your hands on his chest, you push him back gently, forcing him to let go of you. Angrily, you murmur, “Would you stop with the cariño and the puppy dog eyes, for fucks sake. Go back inside, I’m sure the girls miss you.”

Santi takes a step toward you, and he’s close enough that you instinctively take a step back— he prevents it though, grabbing you by the lapel of his jacket so you’re cemented in place. Santi’s eyes widen to an almost comical size as he realizes what’s happening.

Are you…jealous? Jealous that others would look at him, that he might be theirs. Do you want him?

“Is that what this is about?” His question is vague so as not to make a fool of himself.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“I’m here for you.”

“I asked you to come with me, of course, you’re here for me. Not standing around while you whisk women out on the dance floor would be nice,” You grumble, fiddling with the lapel of his jacket so that you won’t have to meet his gaze.

“No, I’m here for you,” His other hand raises, cupping your freezing cold cheek.

“Don’t, please, I can’t. It’s not the same for us Santi. It’s never been the same for us,” You whisper desperately.

“You think I give a fuck about anybody in there but you? Do you? Hmm?”

You open your mouth to answer, though you’re not sure what you would say. He continues to speak, not even giving you a chance.

“You think I wore this ridiculous fucking suit to impress your cousins?”

“I…I don’t know what you mean,” You repeat, swallowing to try to rid your throat of its sudden thickness.

“You’re jealous?” He tests, too in disbelief to say it as a statement though there’s no other explanation for this.

Your mouth twitches, brow furrowing as you step back, “I am not.”

“I know when you’re lying, your mouth, it does this thing,” He says, eyes wandering your face with wonder.

Yes, you’re jealous. It thrills him— his heart pumping so loudly it drowns out the sounds of the tide.

“You’re jealous, and there’s no reason for you to be because I’m yours. I’ve always been yours, cariño. Understand?”

“What?” You whisper, taking yet another step back. You look like a wild animal, like prey looking predator in the eye, desperate for an escape route.

“I’m here for you— I need you. There’s no one else,” He murmurs, taking a slow step toward you.

“Is…is this real?” You stutter out, the fear in your voice palpable to both of you.

Slowly as not to scare you away, he takes both of your hands, pressing one to his chest, the other to his stubble-covered cheek as he gazes down at you, “Does this feel real? Do I?”

You blink rapidly at the feel of his stubble beneath your palm. It’s a new sensation, it almost tickles and his skin is warm despite the chill of the night.

“You’ve never felt real to me,” You admit quietly. “You came into my life like a shooting star, I’ve just been…”

“Yeah? What’ve you been doing?” He encourages softly.

“I’ve just been waiting for you to disappear like all shooting stars do.”

“I could never leave you, baby, don’t you get it? From the first letter…I knew. I knew,” He repeats firmly.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” You grumble, your hand twisting in the fabric of his shirt.

A humorless laugh leaves his throat, “You’re the most unreal thing I’ve ever had. I thought— I was afraid you would slip through my fingers. That I’d wake up and you wouldn’t be there, that this is all a dream. I don’t get things like this. I don’t deserve you. I got lucky. I’ve been waiting for you to disappear, can you believe that, cariño?”

“That could never be true. Walking away isn’t an option for me, trust me, I’ve tried to free myself from the torment that is having feelings for you.”

“Sweetheart—“

You cut him off, seeing the disbelief in his eyes, “It’s not, Santiago. It’s not, there is nothing more that I could ever want more than you. I want you so much that I can’t breathe.”

“Then I’m yours. All of me, for you.”

“This is unbelievable.”

“Believe it,” He implores, cupping both of your cheeks and pulling you closer. Your eyes flutter shut in anticipation but then he stops, his mouth brushing against your cheeks as he begs for you, Let me kiss you. Please, I’ve wanted it for so fucking long, querida, let me?”

“Yes,” You breathe, trembling against him. He smells divine, like fresh linen, a soft summer breeze, and something uniquely Santi.

You allow yourself to get lost in it, to get lost in him for the first time because it’s safe. He’s right here, getting lost with you.

He presses his mouth to yours and groans, gripping your face so tightly that his hands ache. He forces himself to take a step back and let you go, chest heaving as his eyes roam your face for any evidence of discomfort.

“W-why’d you stop?” You ask the whine evident in your voice despite its breathy tone.

“Did I hurt you?”

“No, kiss me again, Santi. Right now,” You demand as you bury a hand in the curls at the nape of his neck, pulling him closer.

When Santi leans in once more to kiss you, you meet him eagerly, capturing his lips in a bold move that only he could elicit from you. He falters for a moment, still in shock that this is happening before he matches your passion, one arm curling around your waist while his other hand cups the back of your head so that he can dip you.

You smile into the kiss, gripping the fabric of his shirt a little tighter on instinct as he tips you back. It's impossible to not know that Santi’s a charmer and flirt even upon first meeting him, but this is different. You can feel the way he forces himself to be delicate with you despite his hunger. All of this is as painstakingly romantic as it is cheesy, something you’d never expected despite knowing him so well.

He breaks the kiss when he feels you clutching him, nuzzling his nose against yours as he whispers, “I won’t drop you.”

There’s no doubt in your mind that his words are true. Through everything, Santi has only ever done his best to take care of you, he’s shown up for you as much as you would let him. Now that you both have been honest with each other his devotion to you will only grow sweeter and deeper.

You grin up at him, closing the small space between you to press the tenderest kiss to his mouth, “I know.”

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laurenairay · 8 months ago

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could you do a headcanon on Matthew Tkachuk proposal please and thank u?

thanks anon! I absolutely can because I have so many feelings on this!

I feel like Matthew would feel a bit of pressure from his family to settle down. he never did in Calgary and after the trade (and Brady's wedding and Brady's baby-on-the-way) he's starting to get less-than-subtle comments sent his way.

so maybe when he first meets you, it feels too good to be true. Like, you're everything he's ever wanted (and everything his family expects for him) so why hasn't the other shoe dropped yet?

but eventually he would realise that you really are here to stay (and maybe he needs a little encouragement from brady and emma and taryn to get off his ass) and he starts to prepare.

matthew seems like a list guy to me.

he wants everything to be perfect. because to him, you are perfect, so the proposal needs to match that.

obviously you're just happy with him (who wouldn't be?) and maybe he knows that in his bones, but it's also in his nature to put on a show (in the nicest way).

maybe there's a few false starts where things don't seem to work out for whatever reason ("the vibe just wasn't there, taryn" "you have been in miami too long I swear") and maybe you can tell he's getting frustrated with something but you leave him to it because he swears things are fine?

In the end, I feel like his proposal would be low key. maybe the two of you are walking down the beach late at night, maybe it's even sunset, and at a beautiful spot he just gets down on one knee, tells you all the things he loves about you and your life together, asks you to spend the rest of your life with him.

he absolutely practiced his speech with taryn, not doubt. and taryn absolutely told their parents what he's been doing so they're just waiting for the happy news.

how could you ever say no to such a sweet proposal?

(and maybe you already knew it was coming because mr original hid the ring in his sock drawer and who puts away his laundry?)

#lauren's birthday headcanons #matthew tkachuk imagine #headcanon: proposal

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enjoythesilentworld · 4 months ago

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google searches while writing recently

"birds that start with s"

"mens wedding rings"

"flights from stockholm to miami"

"pencil tin for kids"

"leatherworking"

"upper body muscles chart"

"what are fancy towels made of"

"porto beaches"

"yuh gi oh show"

"winter fashion week"

#from blank me and simons month and... other things #my fbi agent must be like?? brother what r u doing #fic writing

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p-redux · 2 years ago

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Abbie was not with S during Oscar week 2015. Abbie went to OL premiere in NYC in March. That might be why there’s no picture.

I got this Anon last week, but hadn't had time to answer it. I had to go find old screencaps. Here we go! Anon, you're WRONG on all of it.

I know this with 100 % certainty because in 2015, I had a LOT of sources.

Here's what happened...

In February of 2015, Sam's then girlfriend, Abbie Salt posted a picture of herself from the balcony of her hotel room in Los Angeles. The London Hotel West Hollywood. We no longer have the picture because Abbie scrubbed her Instagram of all traces of when she was dating Sam due to so may Extreme Shipper trolls harassing her. But this is my recollection of what the pic looked like. The picture was of Abbie on a hotel room balcony, with her back to the camera, a bit of a side profile, so it was clear it was her, looking out over Los Angeles. The person taking the picture was much taller than Abbie, given the angle of the picture. I knew it was the London Hotel West Hollywood because it was very distinctive balconies with black rod iron, with a certain design.

Then around the same dates, 'lo and behold, Mr. Sam Heughan posts on his Facebook a picture FROM The London Hotel West Hollywood! I've been to that hotel for a few wedding receptions, so I know THAT view. But, below, on the right, is proof of the view from that side of the building, facing West, as well as the distinctive balcony with black rod iron. 👇

So, why was Sam in L.A. in February of 2015? Well, it was Oscars time, and the week before the Oscars, the night before, and the night of, there are LOTS of industry parties. Celebs who may not even be nominated or attending the Academy Awards ceremony still go to the parties to see and be seen. Here's the date of the Oscars in 2015. 👇

On February 21, 2015, the night before the Oscars, a fan got a pic with Sam. Here is the pic. I whited out the fan so she doesn't get harassed. She is the one that CONFIRMED to me that the pic was taken outside The London Hotel West Hollywood AND that Sam was with a very pretty petite brunette with an English accent aka Abbie Salt. The fan told me that Abbie was super nice and even offered to take their pic. I can't remember if this pic is the one Abbie took or if this is a selfie before Abbie offered to take the pic. But, regardless, this fan CONFIRMED Sam was with Abbie in L.A. and she also said they were going into the hotel together. If I recall correctly, Sam told her they were running late or they had missed the British Party at the hotel. 👇

The pic the fan took with Sam was at night time and the British party was from 4:00-7:00 PM, so it totally could be that Sam and Abbie missed it. But, again, that fan info gave 100% PROOF that Sam was with Abbie in L.A. on Oscars weekend and they were staying at The London Hotel West Hollywood.

Fast forward to the Outlander mid-season premiere in New York, which was held on April 1, 2015, not in March, Anon. 👇

Well, guess who, posted pics of Central Park in New York, at the same time? Yep, Ms. Abbie Salt. Again, all those pics are gone. But she definitely posted she was in New York. Here's someone Tweeting me on my old Twitter account CONFIRMING said information. 👇

Soooo, we all assumed Abbie would show up to the Outlander premiere after party. But, nope, Sam kept their relationship under wraps and Abbie WAS NOT at the premiere or after party. Cait DID take her then boyfriend, Tony McGill to BOTH the premiere and after party, as I've posted eyewitness account and pics in the past. As for Abbie, she WAS in New York waiting for Sam to be done with Outlander stuff so they could go on vacation together. Where did they go, you ask?

They went from New York to Miami first. To members only, Miami Soho Beach House. How do we know WHERE they were? A Miami source, who had connections, CONFIRMED Sam and Abbie stayed there for a few days. Here are some Tweets from back in the day. And also, Sam later confirming he'd been to Miami. 👇

After spending a couple of days in Miami, Sam and Abbie flew to Barbados for a longer vacation and some sun, sea, and relaxation. This was the height of Extreme Shipper bullshit and bullying. They tried to convince their minions that the trip to Barbados was a friends trip, and that Sam had "tagged along last minute" with Abbie because someone else had bailed out. WRONG AGAIN. A convo Sam had on Facebook with a friend surfaced that PROVED that Sam and Abbie planned their April 2015 Barbados trip months ahead of time, at least since February 2015. 👇

So, after we got CONFIRMATION that Sam and Abbie had been in New York together, in Miami together, we wondered where they were heading to next. Weeeelll, Abbie posted from Barbados (again those pics are gone). But here's a Tweet from people Tweeting me on my old Twitter account, CONFIRMING this info. 👇

I was then told by a source that, of course, Sam was with her. Extreme Shippers frothed and harassed, and bullied Abbie and anyone talking about Sam being with Abbie in Barbados, including me. They made my life HELL. Well, 'lo and behold (I love saying that hahaha), Sam's driver, Davie posted Sam had brought him back a bottle of rum....FROM BARBADOS. Extreme Shippers heads exploded and they harassed Davie, to the point that he deleted his pic of the rum bottle. But here's a fan tweeting both Sam and Davie about it. And, more importantly, here is SAM HIMSELF CONFIRMING HE WAS IN BARBADOS. Extreme Shippers lost their damn minds when that happened and fandom pandemonium ensued.

👇

So, that's all, folks, fandom history lesson is over...for now. 👩‍🏫😘

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